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SELEC 
 
 SOCIAL RELIGIOUS MEETINGS 
 
 AND FOR 
 
 PRIVATE DEVOTIONS. 
 BY J. P. K. HENSHAW, D.D. 
 
 SEVENTH EDITION. 
 
 Containing nearly Two Hundred additional Hymns, 
 
 carefully selected from the best Authors. 
 
 BALTIMORE: 
 
 PUBLISHED BY ARMSTRONG & BERRY, 
 NO. 134 MARKET STREET. 
 
Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the 
 year 1832, by Armstrong & Plaskitt, in the Clerk's 
 Office of the District Court of the United States, of 
 Maryland. 
 
PREFACE 
 
 TO THE FIFTH EDITION. 
 
 The "Selection of Hymns for the use of Social Reli- 
 gions Meetings, and for private Devotions," was ori- 
 ginally made by the subscriber to gratify the wishes 
 and n : d tbe religions e.xercisesof some pious females, un- 
 der'his pastoral charge, in Brooklyn, New-York, who 
 were in thy habit of meeting together once a week for 
 the purpose of prayer and praise. It was. however, 
 gradually introduced into other praying circles, con- 
 nected with episcopal congregations, in various 
 places ; and four editions, anonymously published, 
 each one larger, and somewhat different from the pre- 
 ceding, have been disposed of. 
 
 The extension of the spirit of piety in our country, 
 within a few years past, has been followed by a cor- 
 responding increase of meetings for social prayer, and 
 other religious exercises, in the communion of the Pro- 
 testant Episcopal Church. In these meetings, the want 
 which has been widely felt, of more and other hymns 
 than are found in the excellent selection which the 
 church has set forth, and allowed to be used in the 
 public worship of the sanctuary, has been supplied by 
 the introduction of different selections, according to the 
 varying tastes of the clergy, and others who have been 
 concerned in the regulation of the matter. 
 
 In compliance with the earnest solicitations of some 
 of his respected brethren in the ministry, who lament 
 this deviation from the uniformity that characterises 
 the worship of Episcopalians, the subscriber has re- 
 
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4 PREFACE. 
 
 vised, altered, and greatly enlarged his selectinn, in 
 the hope of its being thereby rendered generally ac- 
 ceptable and useful, not only to the members of his 
 own church, but also, to the lovers of sacred poetry of 
 every name. 
 
 In this edition, the hymns are classified and ar- 
 ranged according to the subjects of which they treat, 
 for more convenient reference and use — several of the 
 hymns contained in former editions, are omitted — 
 many others have been abbreviated— and nearly two 
 hundred, carefully selected from the best and most 
 popular collections, have been added. Among the ad- 
 ditions will be found several valuable hymns, espe- 
 cially adapted to Missionary Prayer Meetings, and Re- 
 vivals of Religion. 
 
 The compiler has not the vanity to suppose that the 
 selection, as it now is. will be considered faultless; 
 but flatters himself th;it it will be found to be much 
 better adapted to the end for which it is designed, 
 than it has heretofore b"en. He now presents it to his 
 Christian brethren, in the hope that it may furnish 
 them with some humble aid in their attempts to com- 
 ply with the Apostolic precept, " Speak to yourselves in 
 Psalms and Hymns, and spiritual songs, making melo- 
 dy in your heart to the Lord" — and with a prayer that 
 all who use it, may " Sing with the Spirit and with the 
 understanding also." 
 
 J. P. K. HENSHAW. 
 
 Baltimore, 1832. 
 
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 ARRANGEMENT OF THE HYMNS. 
 
 1 For the Commencement of Social Worship. — 1st, 
 to 27th Hymns. 
 
 2. Before Sermon or Lecture. — 28th to 43d 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 3. Redemption and Grace. — 44th to 75th Hymns. 
 
 4. Influences of the Holy Spirit.— 76lh to 89th 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 5. Awakening. — 90th to 106th Hymns. 
 
 6. Inviting. — 107th to 126th Hymns. 
 
 7. Penitential. — 127th to 159ih Hymns. 
 
 8. Praise and Rejoicing. — 160th to 186th Hymns. 
 
 9. Christian Life and Experience. — 187th to 246th 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 10. Death, Judgment, and Eternity. — 247th to 271st 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 11. Daily Devotion.— Tt2d to 2S2<1 Hymns. 
 
 12. The Church.— 233d to28$h Hymns. 
 
 13. Festivals and Fttsls.— 289th to 317th Hymns. 
 
 14. Mission*. — 318'h to 348th Hymns. 
 
 15. Fur Times of Revival.-^i9\h to 380th Hymns, 
 
 16. Miscella?ieous — 380th to 425th Hymns. 
 
 17. For the Close of Social Meetings. — 426. h to 
 
 430th Hymns. 
 
 18. Doxologies. 
 
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METRICAL INDEX. 
 
 ACCORDING TO THE CLASSIFICATION OF THE PROTES- 
 TANT EPISCOPAL 
 
 
 ] 
 
 HYMN BOOK. 
 
 
 
 Class I. 
 
 
 Class III. 
 
 c. 
 
 M 
 
 1 
 
 III. 1 
 
 150 
 
 L. 
 
 M. 
 
 49 
 
 III. 2 
 
 163 
 
 S. 
 
 M. 
 
 88 
 
 III. 3 
 III. 4 
 
 168 
 178 
 
 
 Class II 
 
 
 III. 5 
 
 180 
 
 II. 
 
 1 
 
 134 
 
 Class 
 
 IV. 
 
 II. 
 
 2 
 
 126 
 
 
 
 11. 
 
 3 
 
 117 
 
 IV. 1 
 
 205 
 
 11. 
 
 4 
 
 141 
 
 IV. 2 
 
 199 
 
 II. 
 
 5 
 
 217 
 
 IV. 3 
 
 214 
 
 II. 
 
 6 
 
 195 
 
 IV. 4 
 
 211 
 
 II. 
 
 7 
 
 223 
 
 IV. 5 
 
 229 
 
 11. 
 
 8 
 
 225 
 
 
 
 Note. — The number in the. last column 
 refers to ihejirst tune of that Class, in the 
 Baltimore Collect ion of Church Music. 
 
A 
 SELECTION OF HYMNS. 
 
 FOR THE COMMENCEMENT OF 
 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 Hymn 1. C. M. 
 
 On opening a place of worship. 
 "T^EAR Shepherd of thy people, hear; 
 
 Thy presence now display ; 
 As thou hast giv'n a place for pray'r, 
 So give us hearts to pray. 
 
 2 Show us some tokens of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise ; 
 And pour thy blessing from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 3 Within these walls let holy praise, 
 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humble mind bestow ; 
 And shine upon us from on high, 
 To make out graces grow! 
 
 5 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our pray'rs ; 
 And in the presence of our Lord, 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
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8 COMMENCEMENT 
 
 6 And may the gospel's joyful sound 
 Enforced by mighty grace, 
 Awaken many sinners round, 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 Hymn 2. L. M. 
 
 The presence of Christ with his people. 
 TESUS, where'er thy people meet,- 
 
 There they behold thy mercy seat ; 
 Where'er they seek thee thou art found, 
 And every place is hallowed ground. 
 
 2 For thou, within no walls confined, 
 Inhabitest the humble mind ; 
 
 Such ever bring thee, where they come, 
 And going, take thee to their home. 
 
 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few ! 
 Thy former mercies here renew ; 
 Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim 
 The sweetness of thy saving name. 
 
 4 Here may we prove the povv'r of pray'r, 
 To strengthen faith and sweeten care ; 
 To teach our faint desires to rise, 
 
 And bring all heav'n before our eyes. 
 
 5 Lord, we are few, but thou art near ; 
 Nor short thine arm nor deaf thine ear ; 
 Oh rend the heav'ns, come quickly down, 
 And make a thousand hearts thine own ! 
 
 Hymn 3. III. 2. 
 
 I will instruct thee and teach thee. 
 T ORD, behold thy people here. 
 
 Come to learn what thou wilt say ; 
 in mercy now draw near ! 
 Meet thy people when they pray : 
 
OF WORSHIP. 
 
 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 to 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. 
 
 Hymn 4, C. M. 
 
 Social Meetings.— -Mai. iii. 16—18. 
 T* 7 HEN sinners utter boasting words, 
 
 And glory in their shame ; 
 The Lord, well pleas'd, an ear affords 
 To those who fear his name. 
 
 2 They often meet to seek his face, 
 
 And tell what he hath done ; 
 They sing of free and sov'reign grace, 
 Through his beloved Son. 
 
 3 " They shall be mine," Jehovah says, 
 
 When I each radiant gem 
 Collect — and with their mingled blaze 
 Compose my diadem. 
 
 4 " With transports then my tender care, 
 
 And favour they shall prove : 
 I'll spare them as a father spares 
 The children of his love. 
 
 
10 COMMENCEMENT 
 
 5 " Assembled worlds will then discern 
 That saints alone are blest ; 
 When wrath shall like an oven burn, 
 And vengeance strike the rest." 
 
 Hymn 5. II. 1. 
 
 Social Meetings.— Matl. xvii. 12. 
 uYtTHERE two or three together meet, 
 My love and mercy to repeat, 
 And tell what I have done, 
 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 show'r, 
 And grant that we may spend an hour 
 In fellowship with thee. 
 
 Hymn 6. C. M. 
 
 Prayer for the Spirit's Influence. 
 
 IN thy great name, 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. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 11 
 
 4 Here let thv pow'r 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 7. C. M. 
 
 Short dcvotioits the revival of religion. 
 
 I" ORD, in thy presence we appear, 
 
 And bow before thy throne ; 
 Before our lips begin to move, 
 Our wants to thee are known. 
 
 2 Thou know'st the language of the heart, 
 
 The meaning of a sigh: 
 Dear Father, hear our humble pray'r, 
 And bring thy blessings nigh. 
 
 3 Few be our words, and short our pray'rs, 
 
 While we together meet ; 
 Short duties keep religion up, 
 And make devotion sweet. 
 Hymn 8. L. M. 
 
 Social Worship. 
 
 A CCEPT, O Lord, our songs of praise, 
 Thou source of love, thou sinner's friend • 
 We bless thee for these means of grace, 
 O may thy grace these means attend. 
 2 Thou wilt not, gracious God, despise 
 
 The humble dwelling where we meet ; 
 Accept our grateful sacrifice, 
 
 And make our meditation sweet. 
 
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 3 Spirit divine, without thine aid, 
 
 A Gabriel here might preach in vain ; 
 Now be thine energies display'd ; 
 May every soul instruction gain. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, we would make thee room 
 
 For thee our ardent spirits pant ; 
 Come, O Lord Jesus, quickly come, 
 For thou alone art all we want. 
 Hymn 9. III. 3. 
 
 Exhortation to Worship. 
 
 QAINTS, with pious zeal attending, 
 
 Now a grateful tribute raise ; 
 Solemn songs to heav'n ascending, 
 Join the universal praise. 
 
 2 Round Jehovah's footstool knpeling, 
 
 Lowly bend with contrite souls ; 
 Here his milder grace revealing, 
 Here his wrath no thunder rolls. 
 
 3 Every secret fault confessing, 
 
 Deed unrighteous, thought of sin; 
 Seize, O seize the proffer'd blessing, 
 Grace from God and peace within. 
 
 4 Heart and voice with rapture swelling, 
 
 Still the song of glory raise ; 
 On the theme immortal dwelling, 
 Join the universal praise. 
 
 Hymn 10. S. M. 
 
 Encouragement in Prayer. 
 
 TJEHOLD the throne of grace ! 
 
 '] he promise calls me near ; 
 There Jesus shows a gracious face, 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 13 
 
 2 That rich atoning blood, 
 
 Which sprinkled round I see, 
 Provides for those who come to God, 
 An ail-prevailing plea. 
 
 3 My soul, ask what thou wilt, 
 
 Thou canst not be too bold ; 
 Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
 What else can he withhold ! 
 
 Hymn 11. III. 1. 
 
 Seek ye-my face. 
 r ORD, we come before thee now, 
 
 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 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 Hymn 12. L. M. 
 
 Exhortation to prayer. 
 VyHAT various hindrances we meet, 
 
 In coming to a mercy seat ! 
 Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r, 
 But wishes to be often there. 
 
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 2 Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud withdraw, 
 Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 
 Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining pray'r we cease to fight — 
 Pray'r makes tbe christian's armour bright ; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Have you no words 1 Ah, think again : 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellow-creature's ear, 
 With the sad tale of all your care. 
 
 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
 To heav'n in supplication sent, 
 
 Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
 
 " Hear what the Lord hath done for me." 
 
 Hymn 13. II. 4. 
 
 Hannah: or the Throne of Grace. 1 Sam. 1. 18. 
 
 TIT HEN Hannah, press'd with grief, 
 Pour'd forth her soul in pray'r, 
 She quickly found relief, 
 And left her burden there : 
 Like her, in every trying case, 
 Let us approach the throne of grace. 
 
 2 When she b^gan to pray, 
 
 Her heart was pain'd and sad, 
 But e'er she went away, 
 Was comforted and glad. 
 In trouble, what a resting place 
 Have they, who know the throne of gTace. 
 
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 3 Though men and devils rage, 
 
 And threaten to devour, 
 The saints, from age to age, 
 
 Are safe from all their pow'r ; 
 Fresh strength they gain to run their race, 
 By waiting at the throne of grace. 
 
 4 Numbers before have tried, 
 
 And found the promise true, 
 Nor yet one been denied : 
 
 Then why should I or you 1 
 Let us by faith their footsteps trace, 
 And hasten to the throne of grace. 
 
 Hymn 14. L. M. 
 
 A welcome to Christian friends. 
 
 TTINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 
 
 A hearty welcome here receive ; 
 May we together now partake 
 
 The joys which only he can give! 
 
 2 To you and us by grace 'tis giv'n, 
 
 To know the Saviour's precious name ; 
 And shortly we shall meet in heav'n, 
 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 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 
 When Christians see each other thus ; 
 We only wish to speak of him, 
 
 Who liv'd and died, and reigns for us. 
 
16 COMMENCEMENT 
 
 5 We'll talk of all he did and said, 
 
 And suft'er'd for us here below ; 
 The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
 And what he 's doing for us now. 
 
 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, 
 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
 And hasten on the glorious day, 
 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 Hymn 15. L. M. 
 
 Pray without ceasing-. — 1 Thess. v. 17. 
 "ORAY'R was appointed to convey 
 
 The blessings God designs to give : 
 Long as they live should Christians pray, 
 For only while they pray they live. 
 
 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress, 
 If cares distract, or fears dismay, 
 If guilt deject, if sin distress, 
 The remedy 's before thee — pray. 
 
 3 'Tis pray'r supports the soul that 's weak ; 
 Though thought be broken — language lame , 
 Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak, 
 
 But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 
 
 Hymn 16. L. M. 
 
 On opening a place of worship. 
 /^.REAT God, we to thy honour raise 
 
 These walls, to echo forth tlvy praise; 
 Do thou, descending, fill the place 
 With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 2 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
 With all the graces of his train, 
 While power divine his word attends, 
 To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 17 
 
 3 And, in the groat decisive day, 
 When God the nations shall survey, 
 May it before the world appear, 
 That crowds were born to glory here. 
 
 Hymn 17. L. M. 
 
 Presence of Christ with his worshippers. 
 
 INHERE two or three, with sweet accord, 
 
 Obedient to their sov'reign Lord, 
 Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn prayer and praise ; 
 
 2 " There," says the Saviour," will I be, 
 " Amid this little company ; , 
 
 To them unveil rny smiling face, 
 And shed my glories round the place." 
 
 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on thy faithful word : 
 
 send thy Spirit from above, 
 
 And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 
 
 Hymn 18. C. M. 
 
 If ye ask any thing in my name, I will do it 
 T^ATHER, behold, with gracious eyes, 
 
 The souls before thy throne, 
 Who now present their sacrifice, 
 
 And seek thee in thy Son. 
 
 2 Well pleas'd in him thyself declare, 
 
 Thy pard'ning love reveal ; 
 The peaceful answer of our prayer, 
 To every conscience seal. 
 
 3 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, 
 
 And speak our sins forgiven, 
 Or haste throughout the lump to spread 
 The sanctifying leaven. 
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 4 Refresh us with a ceaseless shower 
 
 Of graces from above, 
 Till all receive tht perfect power 
 
 Of everlasting lov..\ 
 
 Hymn 19. L. M. 
 
 For a Blessing on Ordinances. 
 JJELOVED Saviour, faithful Friend, 
 
 The joy of all thy cross's train ; 
 In mercy to our aid descend. 
 
 Or else we worship thee in vain. 
 
 2 In vain we meet to sing and pray, 
 
 If Christ his influence withhold ; 
 Our hearts remain as cold as clay 
 Till we our God by faith behold. 
 
 3 Then let us feel thy healing beams, 
 
 And view thy recori'iled face ; 
 Yea, prove thy presence in these means 
 To bless a vile and helpless race. 
 
 4 Here manifest thyself in peace — 
 
 Thy faithful mercies now make known: 
 Oh ! breathe on us a gale of grace, 
 And send the cheering blessing down ! 
 6 We gladly for thy coming wait, 
 
 Seeking to know thee as thou art; 
 We bow as sinners at thy feet, 
 
 And bid thee welcome to our heart. 
 Hymn 20. L, M. 
 
 Preparation for Religious Worship. 
 T^ARfrom my thoughts vain world begone, 
 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 From flesh and sense, I would be free, 
 And hold communion, Lord, with thee. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 19 
 
 2 My heart gVows warm with holy fire, 
 And kindles with a pure desire, 
 
 To see thy grace, to taste thy love, 
 And feel thine influence from above. 
 
 3 When I can say that God is mine, 
 When I can see thy glories shine, 
 I tread the world beneath my feet, 
 And all that men call rich and great. 
 
 4 Send comfort down from thy right han 
 To cheer me in this barren land : 
 And in thy temple let me know 
 
 The joys that from thy presence flow. 
 
 Hymn 21. CM. 
 
 The preparation of the Heart. 
 
 I* ORD, teach us how to pray aright, 
 
 With reverence and with fear : 
 Though dust and ashes in thy sight, 
 We may, we must draw near. 
 
 2 We perish if we cease from prayer ; 
 
 grant us power to pray ; 
 And when to meet Thee we prepare, 
 Lord, meet us by the way. 
 
 3 Burden'd with guilt, convinced of sin, 
 
 In weakness, want, and wo, 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 Lord, whither shall we go 1 
 
 4 God of all grace, we come to Thee, 
 
 With broken, contrite hearts ; 
 Give what thine eye delights to see,— 
 Truth in the inward parts : — 
 
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 6 Give deep humility ; — the sense 
 Of godly sorrow give ; 
 A strong, desiring confidence, 
 To hear thy voice, and live ; — 
 
 6 Faith in the only sacrifice 
 
 That can for sin atone ; 
 To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes, 
 On Christ, on Christ alone ; — 
 
 7 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay ; 
 Courage, our fainting souls to keep, 
 And trust Thee though Thou slay. 
 
 8 Give these, — and then thy will be done ; 
 
 Thus strong then'd with all might, 
 We, by thy Spirit and thy Son, 
 Shall pray, and pray aright, 
 
 Hymn 22. S. M. 
 
 Jizcess to God through Christ by the Spirit. 
 
 CjOB of almighty love, 
 
 By whose sufficient grace, 
 I lift my heart to things above, 
 
 And humbly seek thy face : 
 Through Jesus Christ the just, 
 
 My faint desires receive, 
 And let me in thy goodness trust, 
 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 2 Whate'er I say or do, 
 Thy glory be my aim : 
 My offerings all be offer'd through 
 The ever-blessed name. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 21 
 
 Jesus, my single eye, 
 
 Be fix'd on thee alone : 
 Thy name be prais'd 0:1 earth, on high 
 
 Thy will by all be done ! 
 3 Spirit of faith, inspire 
 
 My consecrated heart ; 
 Fill me with pure celestial fire, 
 
 With all thou hast and art. 
 My feeble mind transform, 
 
 And perfectly renew'd, 
 Into a saint exalt a worm ; 
 
 A worm exalt to God ! 
 
 Hymn 23. L. M. 
 
 Communion of Saints. 
 JESUS, thy lovely self reveal ; 
 
 Are we not met in thy great name ? 
 Thee in the midst we wait to feel, 
 
 We wait to catch the spreading flame. 
 
 2 Truly our fellowship below, 
 
 With thee, and with thy Father is; 
 In thee eternal life we know, 
 And heaven's unutterable bliss. 
 
 3 In part we only know thee here, 
 
 But wait thy coining from above ; 
 Then shall thy saints behold thee near, 
 And every soul be lost in love. 
 
 Hymn 24. S. M. 
 
 Lo, I am, with you alway. 
 JESUS, we look to thee, 
 
 Thy promis'd presence claim ; 
 Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
 Assembled in thv name : 
 
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 Thy name salvation is, 
 
 Which here we come to prove ; 
 
 Thy name is life, and health, and peace, 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 2 Not in the name of pride, 
 
 Or selfishness we meet: 
 From nature's paths we turn aside, 
 
 And worldly thoughts forget; 
 We meet the grace to take, 
 
 Which thou hast freely given ; 
 We meet on earth For thy dear sake, 
 
 That we may meet in heaven. 
 
 3 Present we know thou art ; 
 
 But, 0, thyself reveal ! 
 Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 
 
 The mighty comfort feel ! 
 O may thy quick'ning voice 
 
 The death of sin remove ; 
 And bid our inmost souls rejoice, 
 
 In hope of perfect love ! 
 
 Hymn 25. L. M. 
 
 God exalted above all praise. 
 
 INTERNAL power! whose high abode 
 
 Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
 In vain the tallest angel tries 
 To reach the height with wond'ring eyes. 
 
 2 Earth, from afar, has heard thy fame, 
 And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name 
 But oh, the glories of thy mind 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 
OF WORSHIP. 23 
 
 3 God is in heaven, but man below : 
 Be short our tunes, our words be few: 
 A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 Hymn 26. S. M. 
 
 T/ie Pleasures of Social Worship. 
 
 XI OW charming is the place, 
 Where my Redeemer God 
 Unveils the beauties of his face, 
 And sheds his love abroad. 
 
 2 Not the fair palaces 
 
 To which the great resort, 
 Are once to be compared to this, 
 Where Jesus holds his court. 
 
 3 Here on the mercy-seat, 
 
 With radiant glory crown'd, 
 Our joyful eyes behold him sit, 
 And smile on ail around. 
 
 4 To him their pray'rs and cries 
 
 Each humble soul presents: 
 He listens to their broken sighs, 
 And grants them all their wants. 
 
 5 To them his sov'reigm will 
 
 He graciously imparts : 
 And in return accepts with smiles, 
 The tribute of their hearts. 
 
 6 Give me, O Lord a place 
 
 Within thy blest abode, 
 Among the children of thy grace, 
 The servants of my God. 
 
24 COMMENCEMENT OF WOURIIIP. 
 
 Hymn 27. II. 4. 
 
 For God's Blessing in the Sanctuary. 
 TN loud exalted strains, 
 
 The king of glory praise ; 
 O'er heav'n and earth he reigns, 
 
 Through everlasting days. 
 But Zion, with his presence blest, 
 Is his delight, his chosen rest. 
 
 2 King of glory ! come, 
 
 And with thy favour crown 
 This temple as thy home, 
 
 This people as thy own. 
 Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show, 
 How God can dwell with men below 
 
 3 Now let thine ear attend 
 
 Our supplicating cries ; 
 Now let our praise ascend, 
 
 Accepted to the skies, 
 Now let thy Gospel's joyful sound, 
 Spread its celestial influence round. 
 
 4 Here may the list'ning throng, 
 
 Imbibe thy truth and love ; 
 Here Christians join the song, 
 
 Of Seraphim above. 
 Till all who humbly seek thy face, 
 Rejoice in thine abounding grace. 
 
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 BEFORE SERMOjY OR LECTURE. 
 
 Hymn 23. L. M. 
 
 Before Sermon. 
 HPHY presence gracious God afford ; 
 
 Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mix'd with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above • 
 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 thy faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
 Teach us to know and do thy will ; 
 Thy saving pow'r and love display, 
 And guide us to the realms of day. 
 
 Hymn 29. L. M. 
 
 The knowledge of Qod in the Qospel. 
 HOD, in the gospel of his Son, 
 
 Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 2 Here sinners of an humble frame 
 
 May taste his grace and learn his name ; 
 'Tis writ in characters of blond, 
 Severely just, immensely good. 
 
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 3 Our raging passions it controls, 
 And comfort yields to contrite souls, 
 It brings a better world in view, 
 
 And guides us all our journey through. 
 
 4 May this blest volume ever lie 
 Close to my heart, and near my eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage ! 
 
 Hymn 30. C. M. 
 
 A Blessed Gospel. 
 "OLEST are the souls that hear and know 
 
 The Gospel's joyful sound; 
 
 Peace shall attend the paths they go, 
 
 And light their steps surround. 
 
 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 
 
 Through their Redeemer's name ; 
 His righteousness exalts their hope ; 
 Nor Satan dares condemn. 
 
 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 
 
 Strength and salvation gives ; 
 Israel, thy King for ever reigns, 
 Thy God for ever lives ! 
 
 Hymn 31. C. M. 
 
 The excrHf.icy and sufficiency of the Scriptures. 
 X^ATHER of mercies ! in thy word 
 
 Wh.it endless glory shines ! 
 For ever be thy name ador'd 
 For these celestial lines. 
 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around; 
 And life, and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
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 O may these heav'nly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight : 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 
 And still increasing light. 
 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 Hymn 32. C. M. 
 
 Before Sermon. 
 
 LMIGHTY God ! Eternal Lord ! 
 "hy gracious power make known : 
 Touch, by the virtue of thy Word, 
 And melt the heart of stone. 
 
 2 Speak with the voice that wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the sleeper rise ; 
 And let his guilty conscience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 3 Let us receive the Word we hear, 
 
 Each in an honest heart; 
 Lay up the precious treasure there, 
 And never with it part. 
 
 4 Now let our darkness comprehend 
 
 The 1'ght that shines so clear ; 
 Now the revealing Spirit send, 
 And give us ears to hear. 
 
 Hymn 33. II. 4. 
 
 Salutary Effects of the Gospei. 
 TV? ARK the soft-falling snow, 
 
 And the diffusive rain ! 
 To heaven from whence it fell, 
 It turns not back again : 
 
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 But waters earth through every pore 
 And calls forth all its secret store. 
 
 2 Arrayed 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 etlect 
 
 The purpose I intend ; 
 Millions of souls shall feel its power, 
 And bear it down to millions more. 
 
 4 " Joy shall begin your march, 
 
 And peace protect your ways ; 
 While all the mountains round 
 
 Echo melodious praise ; 
 The vocal groves shall sing to God, 
 And every tree consenting, nod." 
 Hymn 34. C. M. 
 
 The Bible a lamp to the feet. 
 
 TJ OW precious is the book, divine, 
 
 By inspiration given ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
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 Hymn 35. III. 5. 
 
 For our Gospel carae not unto you in word only, but also 
 in power. — 1 Thes. i. 5. 
 TVfAY the power that brings salvation, 
 
 Still exerted in the word, 
 By its quick'ning operation, 
 Life impart, and joy afford ! 
 
 Life to sinners, 
 Joy to those who know the Lord. 
 2 Hark, the voice of love, proclaiming 
 Mercy through a Saviour's blood ! 
 Vain the schemes of human framing, 
 This alone is owned of God ; 
 
 Tis the Gospel 
 Points to heaven, and shows the road. 
 Hymn 36. C. M. 
 
 Sanctification and growth. 
 
 TV"OW may the God of peace and love, 
 
 Who from th' imprisoning grave 
 Restor'd the Shepherd of the sheep, 
 Omnipotent to save, 
 
 2 Through the rich merits of that blood, 
 
 Which he on Calvary spilt, 
 To make th' eternal cov'nant sure 
 On which our hopes are built, 
 
 3 Perfect our souls in every grace 
 
 T' accomplish all his will, 
 And all that 's pleasing in his sight 
 Inspire us to fulfil ! 
 
 4 For the great Mediator's sake, 
 
 We every blessing pray : 
 With glory let his name be crown'd 
 Through heaven's eternal day ! 
 
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 Hymn 37. C. M. 
 
 The light and glory of the Word. 
 T^HE spir t breathes upon the word, 
 
 And brings the truth to sight : 
 Precepts and promises afford 
 A sanctifying light. 
 
 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
 
 Majestic, like the sun ; 
 It gives a light to every age, 
 It gives, but borrows none. 
 
 3 The hand that gave it, still supplies 
 
 The gracious light, and heat ; 
 His truths upon the nations rise, 
 They rise, but never set. 
 
 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display, 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heav'nly day. 
 
 5 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of him I love ; 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 Hymn 38. I, M. 
 
 The Gospel is the Power of Ood to Salvation. — Rom. i. 16. 
 "IlfHAT shall the dying sinner do, 
 
 That seeks relief for all his wo ? 
 Where shall the guilty conscience find 
 Ease for the torment of the mind 1 
 
 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n, 
 Or form our spirits fit for heav'n ? 
 Can souls, all o'er defil'd with sin, 
 Make their own powers and passions clean ! 
 
SERMON OR LECTURE. 31 
 
 3 In vain we search, in vain we try, 
 Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh , 
 'Tis there, that power 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; 
 Brought near the doctrine of the cross, 
 All nature's gold appears but dross. 
 
 6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, 
 Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain. 
 We'll meet the scandal and the shame, 
 And sing and triumph in his name 
 
 Hvmn 39. II. 4. 
 
 Yet there is room. — Luke xiv. 22 
 VE dying sons of men, 
 
 Immerg'd in sin and wo, 
 The Gospel's voice attend, 
 
 While Jesus sends to you : 
 Ye perishing and guilty come, 
 In Jesus' arms there yet is room. 
 
 2 No longer now delay, 
 
 Nor vain excuses frame : 
 He bids you come to-day, 
 
 Though poor, and blind, and lame : 
 All things are ready, sinner, come, 
 For every trembling soul there's room. 
 
 3 Believe the heav'nly word 
 
 His messengers proclaim ; 
 He is a gracious Lord, 
 And faithful is his name : 
 
32 HYMNS BEFORE 
 
 Backsliding souls, return and come, 
 Cast off despair, there yet is room. 
 4 Compelfd by bleeding love, 
 
 Ye wand'ring sheep draw near, 
 Christ calls you from above, 
 
 His charming accents hear ! 
 Let whosoever will, now come ; 
 In mercy's breast there still is room. 
 
 Hymn 40. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for Ministers. 
 T^ATKER of mercies bow thine ear, 
 
 Attentive to our earnest pray'r : 
 We plead for those who plead for thee, 
 Successful pleaders may they be. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 Let thronging multitudes around, 
 Hear from their lips the joyful sound, 
 In humble strains thy grace implore, 
 And feel thy new-creating pow'r. 
 
 4 Let sinners break their massy chains, 
 Distressed souls forget their pains ; 
 
 Let light through distant realms be spread, 
 And Zion rear her drooping head. 
 
 Hymn 41. C. M. 
 
 Praise to the Trinity for a precious Gospel. 
 TJLEST be the name of Zion's King, 
 
 For gladsome tidings brought ; 
 With thankful hearts we join to sing 
 
 The love the Father wrought. 
 
SERMON OR LECTURE. 33 
 
 2 Blest be the Son, whose matchless love 
 
 Redeemed us by his blood ; 
 Who left the Fathers seat above, 
 To bring us near to God. 
 
 3 Blest be the Spirit's holy grace, 
 
 Who gives the life divine, 
 Who clothes the word with sweet success, 
 And seals the sinner thine. 
 
 4 Blest be the undivided Three, 
 
 The great mysterious One ; 
 The message was alone from thee, 
 We bless thy name alone. 
 
 Hymn 42. C. M. 
 
 Unfruiff 'illness lamented. 
 
 T ONG have we sat beneath the sound 
 
 Of thy salvation, Lord : 
 But still how weak our faith is found, 
 And knowledge of thy word ! 
 
 2 Oft we frequent thine holy place, 
 
 Yet hear almost in vain : 
 How small a portion of thy grace 
 Do our false hearts retain ! 
 
 3 How cold and feeble is our love ! 
 
 How negligent our fear ! 
 How low our hope of joys above ! 
 How few affections there ! 
 
 4 Great God ! thy sov'reign aid impart, 
 
 To give thy word success ; 
 Write thy salvation on each heart, 
 And make us learn thy grace. 
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 5 Show our forgetful feet the way 
 That leads to joys on high ; 
 Where knowledge grows without decay, 
 And love shall never die. 
 
 Hymn 43. II. 4. 
 
 Ministers a sweet Savour.— 2 Cor. ii. 15, 16. 
 pRAISE to the Lord on high, 
 
 Who spreads his triumphs wide ! 
 While Jesus' fragrant Name 
 
 Is breathed on every side : 
 Balmy and rich the odours rise, 
 And till the earth and reach the 6kiea. 
 
 2 Ten thousand dying souls 
 
 Its virtue feel, and live ; 
 Sweeter than vital air 
 
 The incense they receive : 
 They breathe anew, and rise and sing, 
 Jesus their Lord, their conqu'ring King. 
 
 3 But sinners scorn the grace, 
 
 Which brings salvation nigh ; 
 They turn their face away, 
 
 And faint, and fall, and die ! 
 So sad a doom, ye saints deplore : 
 They faint and fall to rise no more. 
 
 4 Yet, Great and Mighty God ! 
 
 Thy servants all shall be, 
 In those, who live or die, 
 
 A savour sweet to Thee : 
 Supremely bright thy grace shall shine, 
 Guarded with flames of wrath divine. 
 
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 REDEMPTION A.YD GRACE. 
 
 Hymn 44. C. M. 
 
 Qod glorious, and Sinners saved. 
 
 Xj^ATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 By thousands through the skies. 
 
 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, 
 
 Their motions speak thy will : 
 And on the wings of ev'ry hour, 
 We read thy patience still. 
 
 3 But when we view thy great design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 In their divincst forms — 
 
 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess, 
 Which of the glories brightest shone, 
 The justice, or the grace. 
 
 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heav'nly plains ; 
 Bright seraphs chaunt Immanuel's name, 
 And bring their choicest strains. 
 
 6 may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
36 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 Hymn 45. S. M. 
 
 Salvation by Grace from first to last. 
 
 {^.RACE ! 'tis a charming sound! 
 Harmonious to the ear ; 
 Heav'n with the echo shall resound, 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contriv'd a way, 
 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 And all the steps his grace display, 
 Who drew the wondrous 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 heav'n the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 Hymn 45. L. M. 
 
 Tlie humiliation, exaltation, and triumphs of Chris. 
 
 r pHE mighty frame of glorious grace, 
 That brightest monument of praise 
 That e'er the God of love design'd, 
 Employs and fills my lab'ring mind. 
 
 2 He, that distributes crowns and thrones, 
 Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans : 
 The Prince of Life resigns his breath, 
 The King of Glory bows to death. 
 
 3 But see the wonders of his pow'r, 
 He triumphs in his dying hour, 
 And while by Satan's rage he fell, 
 He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 3*J 
 
 4 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd. 
 And siu was drown'd in Jesus' blood : 
 Then he arose, and reigns above, 
 And conquers sinners by his love. 
 
 Hymn 43. C.M. 
 
 Praise to the Redeemer. 
 rpO our Redeemer's glorious name 
 
 Awake the sacred song- : 
 
 O may his love (immortal flame!) 
 
 Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 
 
 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach 1 
 
 What mortal tongue display 1 
 Imagination's utmost stretch 
 In wonder dies away. 
 
 3 He left his radiant throne on high, 
 
 Left the bright realms of bliss, 
 And came to earth to bleed and die ! 
 Was ever love like this 1 
 
 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to thee; 
 
 May ev'ry heart with rapture say, 
 
 " The Saviour died for me." 
 
 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme 
 
 Fill every heart and tongue ; 
 'Till strangers love thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song. 
 Hymn 48. CM. 
 
 O Lord, say unto mij soul, lam thy salvation. — Ps\ xxxv. 3. 
 
 gALVATION ! O melodious sound 
 
 To wretched dying men ! 
 Salvation that from God proceeds, 
 And leads to God again. 
 
<S8 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 8 Resiu'd from hell's eternal gloom, 
 Fi om fiends, and fires, and chains 
 Rai^ d to a paradise of bliss, 
 Where love triumphant reigns ! 
 
 3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul, 
 
 Sinful and weak as mine, 
 Presume to raise a trembling eye 
 To blessings so divine 1 
 
 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss 
 
 My feeble heart o'erbears ; 
 And unbelief almost perverts 
 The promise into tears. 
 
 5 My Saviour God, no voice but thine, 
 
 These dying hopes can raise ; 
 
 Speak thy salvation to my soul, 
 
 And turn my pray'r to praise 
 
 Hymn 49. C. M. 
 
 Praise for the Fountain ope7icd.-Z.ech. xiii 1. 
 HTHERE is a fountain fill'd with blood 
 
 Drawn from Emmanuel's veins : 
 And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoie'd to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 
 And there have I, as vile as he, 
 
 Wash'd all my sins away. 
 
 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. 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 39 
 
 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 pow'r to save ; 
 When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 Hymn 50. L. M. 
 
 God speaking from. Mount Zion. 
 HP HE God who once to Israel spoke 
 
 From Sinai's top, in fire and smoke, 
 In gentler strains of gospel grace, 
 Invites us now to seek his face. 
 2 He wears no terrors on his brow ; 
 He speaks in love from Zion now ; 
 It is the voice of Jesus' blood 
 Calling poor wand'rers home to God. 
 
 4 The holy Moses quak'd and fear'd 
 When Sinai's thundering law he heard ; 
 But reigning grace, with accents mild, 
 Speaks to the. sinner as a child. 
 
 5 Hark ! how from Calvary it sound? — 
 From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds ; 
 " Pardon and grace I freely give. 
 
 Poor sinner, look to me and live." 
 
 Hymr 51. L. M. 
 
 That mck was Christ. — 1 Cor. x. 4. 
 
 Tl r HEN Israel's tribes were parched with 
 ■ thirst, 
 
 Forth from the rock the waters burst ; 
 And all their future journey through 
 Yielded them drink, and gospel too ! 
 
40 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 2 In Moses' rod a type they saw, 
 Of his severe and fiery law : 
 The smitten rock prefigurd him ; 
 
 From whose pierc'd side all blessings stream. 
 
 3 But ah ! the types were all too faint, 
 His sorrows or his worth to paint : 
 Slight was the stroke of Moses' rod ; 
 But he endur'd the wrath of God. 
 
 4 Their outward rock could feel no pain, 
 But our's was wounded, turn, and slain ; 
 The rock gave but a wat'ry flood, 
 
 But Jesus pour'd forth streams of blood. 
 
 5 The earth is like their wilderness, 
 
 A land of drought and sore distress ; 
 Without one stream from pole to pole, 
 To satisfy a thirsty soul. 
 
 6 But let the Saviour's praise resound, 
 In him refreshing streams are found, 
 Which pardon, strength, and comfort give, 
 And thirsty sinners drink and live. 
 
 Hymn 52. C. M. 
 
 The Saviour.— John iv. 42. 
 
 HPHE Saviour ! O, what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence 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 wo. 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 41 
 
 3 Th' Almighty Former of the skies, 
 
 Stoop'd to our vile ahode ; 
 While angels view'd, with wond'ring eyes, 
 And hail'd the incarnate God. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 Hymn 53. C. M. 
 
 Jesus hastening to suffer. 
 HE Saviour, what a noble flame 
 
 T 
 
 Was kindled in his breast, 
 When hasting to Jerusalem 
 He marched before the rest ! 
 
 2 Good-will to men, and zeal for God, 
 
 His ev'ry thought engross ; 
 He longs to be baptized with blood, 
 He pants to reach his cross. 
 
 3 With all his sufferings full in view, 
 
 And woes to us unknown, 
 Forth to the task his spirit flew ; 
 'Twas love that urged him on. 
 
 4 Lord, we return thee what we can! 
 
 Our hearts shall sound abroad, 
 Salvation to the dying man, 
 And to the rising God. 
 
42 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 5 And while thy bleeding glories here, 
 Engage our wond'ring eyes ; 
 We learn our lighter cross to bear, 
 And hasten to the skies. 
 
 Hymn 54. III. 1. 
 
 Let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon kit 
 God.— Isaiah I. 10. 
 
 "TJROOPING soul, shake off thy fears; 
 
 Fearful soul, be strong, be bold ; 
 Tarry till thy Lord appears, 
 
 Never, never quit thy hold ! 
 Murmur not at his delay, 
 
 Dare not set thy God a time : 
 Calmly for his coming stay, 
 
 Leave it, leave it all to him. 
 
 2 Fainting soul, be bold, be strong; 
 
 Wait the coming of thy Lord ; 
 Though it seem to tarry long, 
 
 True and faithful is his word : 
 On his word my soul I cast, 
 
 (He cannot himself deny,) 
 Surely it shall speak at last : 
 
 It shall speak, and shall not lie. 
 
 3 Every one that seeks shall find ; 
 
 Every one that asks shall have 
 Christ, the Saviour of mankind, 
 
 Willing, able all to save ; 
 I shall his salvation see ; 
 
 I in faith on Jesus call ; 
 I from sin shall be set free, 
 
 Perfectly set free from all. 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 43 
 
 4 Lord, my time is in thine hand, 
 
 Weak and helpless as I am : 
 Surely thou canst make me stand ; 
 
 I believe in Jesus's name ; 
 Saviour in temptation thou — 
 
 Thou hast sav'd me heretofore ; 
 Thou from sin dost save me now, 
 
 Thou shalt save me evermore. 
 Hymn 55. C. M. 
 
 The unspeakable Qift. 
 
 JESUS hath died that I might live, 
 
 Might live to God alone ; 
 In him eternal life receive, 
 And be in spirit one. 
 
 2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift unspeakable ; 
 And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 Give me thyself, from every boast, 
 
 From every wish set free ; 
 Let all I am in thee be lost, 
 But give thyself to me. 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 
 
 Unless thyself be given ; 
 Thy presence makes my paradise ; 
 And where thou art is heaven. 
 
 Hymn 56. L. M. 
 
 In Heaven we shrill he purified, so as to be able to endurt 
 the splendours of the Deity. 
 
 A WAKE, sweet harp of Judah, wake, 
 Retune thy strings for Jesus' sake ; 
 We sing the Saviour of our race, 
 The Lamb, our shield and hiding-place. 
 
44 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 2 'Tis he, the Lamb, to him we fly, 
 While the dread tempest passes by; 
 God sees his Well-beloved's face, 
 And spares us in our hiding place. 
 
 3 A few more days and years will glide, 
 And we shall lay these clods aside ; 
 Shall be baptiz'd in Jordan's flood, 
 And wash'd in Jesus' cleansing blood. 
 
 4 Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed, 
 We through the Lamb shall be decreed ; 
 Shall meet the Father face to face, 
 And need no more a hiding-place. 
 
 Hymn 57. L. M. 
 
 Jehovah Jesus. 
 TVJY song shall bless the Lord of all, 
 
 My praise shall climb to his abode ; 
 Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, 
 The great Supreme, the mighty God. 
 
 2 Without beginning or decline, 
 
 Object of faith, and not of sense ; 
 Eternal ages saw him shine, 
 He shines, eternal ages hence. 
 
 3 As much when in the manger laid, 
 
 Almighty ruler of the sky, 
 As when the six days' work he made, 
 FilPd all the morning stars with joy. 
 
 4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, 
 
 Salvation is his dearest claim : 
 That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears, 
 And owns Emmanuel for his nam?- 
 
REDEMPTION A>;D GRACE. 45 
 
 5 A cheerful confidence I feel ; 
 
 My well plac'd hopes with joy I see ; 
 My bosom glows with heav'nly zeal 
 To worship him who died for me. 
 
 6 As man, he pities my complaint, 
 
 His pow'r and truth are all divine, 
 He will not fail, he cannot faint, 
 
 Salvation 's sure, and must be mine. 
 
 Hymn 58. L. M. 
 
 The dying Saviour. 
 gTRETCH'Don the cross the Saviour dies ! 
 
 Hark, his expiring groans arise ! 
 See, from his hands, his feet, his side. 
 Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 
 
 4 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound : 
 The vital stream how free it flows, 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 
 
 3 To suffer in the traitor's place ! 
 To die for man ! surprising grace ! 
 Yet pass rebellious angels by — 
 
 O why for man, dear Saviour, why ? 
 
 4 And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed? 
 And could the sun behold the deed 1 
 No, he withdrew his sick'ning ray, 
 And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 
 
 5 Can I survey this scene of wo, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow ; 
 And yet my heart unmov'd remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain 1 
 
46 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 6 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart ; 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; 
 'Till all its pow'rs and passions move 
 In melting grief, and ardent love. 
 
 Hymn £9. L. M. 
 
 The exalted Saviour. 
 TV'OW let us raise our cheerful strains, 
 
 And join the blissful choir above ; 
 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And there they sing his wondrous love. 
 
 2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song, 
 
 O may we feel the sacred flame ; 
 And ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue 
 Adore the Saviour's glorious name ? 
 
 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree 
 
 In agonizing pains expired, 
 Who died for rebels — yes, 'tis he ! 
 
 How bright ! how lovely ! how admir'd ! 
 
 4 Jesus, who died that we might live, 
 
 Died in the wretched traitor's place ; 
 O what returns can mortals give, 
 For such immeasurable grace 1 
 
 5 Were universal nature ours, 
 
 And art with all her boasted store ; 
 Nature and art, with all their pow'rs, 
 Would still confess the offering poor. 
 
 6 Yet though for bounty so divine, 
 
 We ne'er can equal honours raise, 
 Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 
 
 And all our tongues proclaim thy praise . 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 4i 
 
 Hymn 60. L. M. 
 
 The intercession of Christ.— Heb. vii. 25. 
 Tl E lives, the great Redeemer lives, 
 
 (What joy the blest assurance gives!) 
 And now before his father, God, 
 Presents 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 pow'rful intercessions rise, 
 And guilt removes, and terror dies. 
 
 4 In ev'ry dark distressful hour, 
 When sin and Satan join their pow'r, 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart, 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend, 
 On him our humble hopes depend ; 
 Our cause can never, never fail, 
 For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 
 
 Hymn 61. S. M. 
 
 Christ our sacrifice. 
 
 IV OT «* the blood of beasts 
 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, 
 Takes all our sins away : 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
48 REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 3 My faith would lay its hand 
 
 On that dear head of thine ! 
 While like a penitent I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 
 The hurdcn thou didst bear, 
 When hanging on th' accursed tree, 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
 6 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
 Hymn 62. CM. 
 
 Praise to Jesus Christ. 
 "pLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief: 
 He saw, and (oh amazing love!) 
 He came to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above, 
 
 With joyful haste he fled ; 
 Enter' d the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 4 ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break, 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak ! 
 
REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 49 
 
 5 Angels assist our mighty joys ! 
 Strike all your harps of gold : 
 But when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 Hymn 63. C. M. 
 
 Faith's review and expectations. 
 A MAZING grace ! (how sweet the sound] 
 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 feai, 
 
 And grace my fears reliev'd ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first believ'd ! 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, 
 
 I have already come; 
 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, 
 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 i Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 
 And mortal life shall cease ; 
 I shall possess, within the veil, 
 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 Hymn 64. C. M. 
 
 Christ's compassion. 
 Tl^ITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean, 
 For he has felt the same. 
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 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Pour'd out his cries and tears ; 
 And, in his measure, feels afresh 
 What ev'ry 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 delivering grace 
 In the distressing hour. 
 
 Hymn 63. CM. 
 
 The necessity of renewing grace. 
 /^AN aught beneath a pow'r divine, 
 
 The stubborn will subdue 1 
 'Tis thine, almighty Saviour, thine 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 2 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 
 
 And upwards bid them rise ; 
 
 And make the scales of error fall 
 
 From reason's darken'd eyes. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 change these wretched hearts of ours, 
 
 And give them life divine ! 
 Then shall our passions and our pow'rs, 
 Almighty Lord, bfi thin*. 
 
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 Hymn 66. 
 
 1 determined to know nothing but Jesus Christ, and htm 
 
 crucified. 
 
 1TAIN, delusive world, adieu! 
 With all of creature good, 
 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought me with his blood : 
 All thy pleasures I forego, 
 
 I trample on thy wealth and pride, 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucify'd. 
 
 2 Other knowledge I disdain, 
 
 'Tis all but vanity ; 
 Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, 
 
 He tasted death for me : 
 Me to save from endless wo 
 
 The sin-atoning Victim died ! 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucify'd ! 
 
 3 Here will I set up my rest ; 
 
 My fluctuating heart 
 From the haven of his breast 
 
 Shall never more depart : 
 Whither should a sinner go 1 
 
 His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucify'd ! 
 
 4 Him to know is life and peace, 
 
 And pleasure without end : 
 This is all my happiness, 
 On Jesus to depend, 
 
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 Daily in his grace to grow. 
 
 And ever in his faith abide : 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucify 'd. 
 
 5 0, that I could all invite, 
 
 This saving truth to prove : 
 Show the length, the breadth, the height 
 
 And depth of Jesus' love ! 
 Fain I would to sinners show 
 
 The blood by faith alone apply 'd : 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucify 'd. 
 
 Hymn 67. C. M. 
 
 The goodness of God. — Nahum i. 7. 
 
 VE humble souls, approach your God 
 
 With songs of sacred praise, 
 For he is good, supremely good, 
 And kind are all his ways. 
 
 2 All nature owns his guardian care, 
 
 In him we live and move ; 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 
 
 To ransom rebel worms ; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
 
 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 
 
 'Tis here our hope relies ; 
 A safe defence, a peaceful home 
 When storms of trouble rise. 
 
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 Hymn 63. III. 3. 
 
 Prayer for more Light and Grace. — Isa. ix 2. 
 
 |~ IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 
 
 Borders on the shades of death, 
 Come, and, by thyself revealing, 
 Dissipate the clouds beneath : 
 Light of Life, and Light's Creator, 
 
 In our deepest darkness rise : 
 Scattering all the night of nature, 
 Pouring eye-sight on our eyes. 
 
 2 Still we wait for thine appearing, 
 
 Life and iov thy beams impart ; 
 Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
 
 Kv'ry poor benighted heart : 
 Come, and manifest the favour 
 
 Thou hast for the ransom'd race ; 
 Come, thou dear exalted Saviour, 
 
 Come, and bring the gospel-grace ! 
 
 3 Save us in thy great compassion, 
 
 O thou mild pacific Prince ! 
 Give the knowledge of salvation, 
 
 (iive the pardon of our sins. 
 By thine all-restoring merit, 
 
 Ev'ry burden'd soul release: 
 Ev'ry weary, wand'ring spirit 
 
 Guide into thy perfect peace. 
 
 Hymn 69. C. M. 
 
 Ye are bought with a price. 
 \ LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 
 And did my sov'reign die 1 
 Would he devote his sacred head 
 For such a worm as I I 
 
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 2 Was it for sins that I had done 
 
 He groaned upon the tree 1 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun his glories hide, 
 
 And grieved, refuse to shine, 
 When Christ the mighty Saviour died, 
 For man the creature's sin. 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While lus dear cross appears ; 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe : 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 Hymn 70. L. M. 
 
 Holiness, Justice., and Mercy united. — Psalm lxxxv. 10. 
 
 INFINITE grace! and can it be 
 
 That heav'n's supreme should stoop so low! 
 To visit one so vile as me. 
 
 One whu has been his bitt'rest foe ! 
 
 2 Can holiness with wisdom join, 
 
 With truth, with justice, and with grace, 
 To make eternal blessings mine, 
 And sin, with all its ^uilt. erase? 
 
 3 O love ! beyond conception sreat. 
 
 That form'd trie vast, stupendous plan! 
 Where all divine perfections meet 
 To reconcile rebellious man ! 
 
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 4 With grateful song, then let our souls 
 
 Surround our gracious Father's throne: 
 And all between the distant poles 
 His truth and mercv ever own. 
 Hymn 71." L. M. 
 
 Wisdom and knowledge of God. — Job xii 13. 
 A WAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring 
 To him who gave thee pow'r to sing ; 
 Praise Him, who is ail praise above, 
 The source of wisdom and of love. 
 
 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! 
 A depth where all our thoughts are drown'd ! 
 The stars he numbers, and their names 
 
 He gives to all those heav'nly flames. 
 
 3 Through each bright world above, behold 
 Ten thousand thousand charms unfold : 
 Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, 
 
 To speak his wisdom all divine. 
 
 4 'But in redemption, O what grace ! 
 
 Its wonders, what thought can trace ! 
 Here wisdom shines for e\er bright — 
 Praise hiui, my soul, with sweet delight !' 
 Hymn 72. L. M. 
 
 Ml in all.— Col iii.ll. 
 IN Christ I've all my soul's desire; 
 
 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. 
 
5tJ REDEMPTION AND GRACE. 
 
 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 befall. 
 
 5 Christ is my strength and portion too, 
 My soul in him can all things do ; 
 Through him I'll triumph o'er the grave, 
 And death and hell my soul outbrave. 
 
 Hymn 73. C. M. 
 
 Excellence. — Cant. i. 3. 
 
 INFINITE excellence is thine, 
 Thou lovely Prince of grace ! 
 
 Thy uncreated beauties shine 
 With never fading rays. 
 
 2 Sinners from earth's remotest end, 
 
 Come bending at thy feet ; 
 To thee their pray'rs and praise ascend- 
 In thee their wishes meet. 
 
 3 Thy name, as precious ointment shed, 
 
 Delights the church around ; 
 Sweetly the sacred odours spread, 
 Through all Immanuel's ground. 
 
 4 Millions of happy spirits live 
 
 On thy exhaustless store ; 
 From thee they all their bliss receive, 
 And still thou give*t more. 
 
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 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy — 
 They find their all in thee ; 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 Hymn 74. C. M. 
 
 Worthy is the Lamb. 
 7VOW to the Lamb, that once was slain, 
 
 Be endless blessings paid : 
 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
 For ever on thy head. 
 2 Thou hast redeem'd us by thy blood, 
 And set. the pris'ners free ; 
 Hast made us kings and pries-s to God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 
 Hymn 75. L. M. 
 
 To the Trinity. 
 T3LEST be the Father for his love, 
 
 To whose celestial source we owe 
 Rivers of endless joys above, 
 And rills of comfort here below. 
 
 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God, 
 
 From whose dear wounded body rolls 
 A precious stream of vital blood, 
 Pardon and life for dying souls. 
 
 3 We give the sacred Spirit praise 
 
 Who. in our hearts of sin and wo, 
 Makes living springs of grace arise, 
 And into boundless glory flow. 
 
 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 And God the Spirit we adore, 
 
 That sea of life and love unknown, 
 
 Without a bottom or a shore. 
 
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 SPIRIT. 
 
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 Hymn 76. L. M. 
 
 The operations oj the Holy Spirit. 
 [TERNAL Spirit! we confess 
 And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
 Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down 
 From God the Father and the Son. 
 Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray, 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 Our danger, and our refuge too. 
 Thy pow'r and glory work within, 
 And break the chains of reigning sin; 
 Do our imperious lusts subdue, 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 The troubled conscience knows thy voice ; 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 Hymn 77. 
 
 To the blessed Spirit. 
 "O OLY Ghost, disperse our sadness, 
 Pierce the clouds of sinful night; 
 Come, thou source of sweetest gladness, 
 Breathe thy life and spread thy light; 
 Loving Spirit, God of peace, 
 Great distributer of grace, 
 Rest upon this congregation ! 
 Hear, oh, hear our supplication. 
 
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 2 From that height which knows no measure, 
 
 As a gracious shower 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; 
 Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 IVovv descending from above, 
 Rest on all this congregation ! 
 Make our hearts thy habitation. 
 
 Hymn 78. L. M. 
 
 T!ic Covenant.— Ezekiel xxxvi. 25—28. 
 
 HpHS Lord proclaims his grace abroad ; 
 Behold I change your hearts of stone 
 Each shall renounce his idol-god, 
 
 And serve, henceforth, the Lord alone. 
 
 2 My grace a flowing stream proceeds, 
 
 To wash youi filthiness away ; 
 
 Ye shall abhor your former deeds, 
 
 And learn my statutes to obey. 
 
 3 My truth the gieat design insures, 
 
 I give myself away to you ; 
 You shall be mine, I will be yours, 
 Your God unalterably true. 
 
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 4 Yet not unsought or unimplor'd, 
 
 The plenteous grace shall I confer; 
 No — your whole hearts shall seek the Lord, 
 I'll put a praying spirit there. 
 
 5 From the first breath of life divine, 
 
 Down to the last expiring hour, 
 The gracious work sbail all be mine, 
 Begun and ended in my pow'r. 
 Hymn 79. S. M. 
 
 The icork of the Spirit. 
 rf^OME, Holy Spirit, come, 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
 2 Convince us of our sin ; 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
 And to our wond'ring view reveal 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart 
 
 To sanctify the soul — 
 To pour fresh life in every part, 
 And new create the whole. 
 
 4 Revive our drooping faith; 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove; 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 Hymn 80. L. M. 
 
 The heart -purified to unfeigned love of the Brethren by 
 the Spirit.— I Pet. i. '- K 2. 
 
 QREAT Spirit of immortal love, 
 
 Vouchsafe our frozen hearts to move; 
 With ardour strong these breasts inflame 
 To all that own the Saviour's name. 
 
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 2 Still let the heav'nly fire endure 
 Fervent and vig'rous, true and pure ; 
 Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry hand 
 Join in the dear fraternal band. 
 
 3 Celestial Dove, descend and bring 
 The smiling blessing on thy wing: 
 And make us taste those sweets below, 
 Which in the blissful mansions grow. 
 
 Hymn 81. CM. 
 
 Hie witnessing and sealing Spirit. 
 Tl^HY should the children of a king 
 
 Go mourning all their days ] 
 Great Comforter ! descend and bring 
 Some tokens of thy grace. 
 
 2 Dose thou not dwell in ail the saints, 
 
 And seal the heirs of heav'n ; 
 When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
 And show my sins forgiv'n 1 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood ! 
 And bear thy witness with my heart, 
 That I am born of God. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
 
 The pledge of joys to come; 
 And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 
 Will safe convey me home. 
 
 Hymn 82. S. M. 
 
 The descent of the Spirit. — Acts ii. 1 — 4. 
 r ORU God, the Holy Ghost, 
 
 In this accepted hour, 
 As on the day of Pentecost, 
 Descend in all thy power : 
 
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 We meet with one accord 
 In our appointed place, 
 And wait the promise of our Lord, 
 The Spirit of all grace. 
 
 2 Like mighty rushing wind 
 
 Upon the waves beneath, 
 Move with one impulse every mind, 
 One soul, one feeling hreathe : 
 The young, the old inspire 
 With wisdom from above ; 
 And give us hearts and tongues of fire 
 To pray, and praise, and love. 
 
 3 Spirit of light, explore, 
 
 And chase our gloom away. 
 With lustre shining more and more 
 
 Unto the perfect day ; 
 
 Spirit of truth, be Thou 
 
 In life and death our guide ; 
 O Spirit of adoption, now 
 
 May we be sanctified ! 
 
 Hymn 83. 
 
 The Spirit desired and invited. 
 
 "RATHER of our dying Lord, 
 •*■ Remember us for good ; 
 O fulfil his faithful word, 
 
 And hear his speaking blood ! 
 Give us that for which he prays : 
 
 Father, glorify thy Son ! 
 Show his truth, and power, and grace, 
 
 Amd send the promise down. 
 
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 2 True and faithful Witness, thou, 
 
 O Christ, the Spirit give ! 
 Hast thou not receiv'd him now, 
 
 That we might now receive 1 
 Art thou not the living Head 1 
 
 Life to all thy limbs impart ; 
 Shed thy love, thy Spirit shed, 
 
 In every waiting heart. 
 
 3 Holy Ghost, the Comforter, 
 
 The gift of Jesus, come ; 
 Glow our hearts to find thee near, 
 
 And swell to make thee room ; 
 Present with us thee we feel, 
 
 Come, O come, and in us be ! 
 With us, in us, live and dwell, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 Hymn 84. C. M. 
 
 Breathing after the Holy Spirit, or fervency of devotion 
 desired. 
 
 /^OME,Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quiek'ning povv'rs, 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 See how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these earthly toys ; 
 Our souls how heavily they go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise, 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
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 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live 
 
 At this poor dying rate, 
 Gur love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great ? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers, 
 Come shed abroad a Saviour's love 
 And that, shall kindle ours. 
 
 Hymn 85. L. M. 
 
 Growing in Grace bij God the Spirit.— 2 Pet. iii. I 
 D RAISE to thy name, eternal God, 
 
 For all the grace thou shed'st abroad ; 
 For all thine influence from above, 
 To warm our souls with sacred love. 
 
 2 Blest be thy hand, which from the skies 
 Brought down this plant of Paradise, 
 And gave its heav'nly glories b:rth, 
 
 To deck this wilderness of earth. 
 
 3 Unchanging sun, thy beams display, 
 To drive the frosts and storms away ; 
 Make all thy potent virtues known, 
 To cheer a plant so much thine own. 
 
 4 And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow 
 Fresh gales of heav'n on shrubs below ; 
 So shall they grow, and breathe abroad 
 A fragrance grateful to our God. 
 
 Hymn 86. C. M. 
 
 Spiritual Light. 
 /"^OME, Holy Ghost, our hearts Inspire, 
 ^ Let us thine influence prove ; 
 Source of the old prophetic fire, 
 Fountain of life and love 
 
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 2 Come, Holy Ghost, for mov'd by thee, 
 
 The prophets wrote and spoke; 
 Unlock the truth, thyself the key, 
 Unseal the sacred book. 
 
 3 Expand thy wings, Celestial Dove, 
 
 Brood o'er our nature's night; 
 On our disorder'd spirits move, 
 And let there now be light. 
 
 4 God, through himself, we then shall know, 
 
 If thou within us shine ; 
 And sound, with all thy saints below, 
 The depths of love divine. 
 
 Hymn 87. C. M. 
 
 The sanctifying gifts of the Spirit. 
 
 C\ THOU, who once in fiery tongues, 
 
 Cam'st down in open view ; 
 Come visit every heart that longs 
 To entertain thee, too. 
 
 2 And though not like a mighfy wind, 
 
 Nor with a rushing noise ; 
 May we thy calmer comforts find, 
 And hear thy still small voice. 
 
 3 Not for the gift of tongues we pray, 
 
 Nor power the sick to heal ; 
 
 Give wisdom to direct our way 
 
 And strength to do thy will. 
 
 4 We pray to be renew'd within, 
 
 And reconcil'd to God ; 
 To have our conscience wash'd from sin, 
 In the Redeemer's blood. 
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 6 We pray to have our faith increas'd ; 
 And, O, celestial dove ! 
 We pray to be completely blest, 
 With that rich blessing, love. 
 Hymn 88. L. M. 
 
 The Spirit, the source of true repentance. 
 f^OME, sacred Spirit, from above, 
 
 And fill the coldest heart with love ; 
 Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
 And let thy godlike pow'r be known. 
 
 2 Speak, Thou, and from the haughtiest eyes. 
 Shall floods of pious sorrow rise ; 
 
 While all their glowing souls are borne. 
 To seek that grace which now they scorn 
 
 3 Oh, let a holy flock await, 
 Num'rous around thy temple gate, 
 Each pressing on with zeal to be, 
 A living sacrifice to thee. 
 
 4 In answer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to see thy church arise ; 
 Or, if that blessing seem too great, 
 Give us to mourn its low estate. 
 
 Hymn 89. CM. 
 
 Sovereignty of the Spirit. 
 
 T^HE blessed Spirit like the w : nd, 
 
 Blows when and where he please • 
 How happy are the men who feel 
 The soul-enlivening breeze. 
 2 He moulds the carnal mind afresh, 
 Subdues the power of sin, 
 Transforms the heart of stone to fleph, 
 And plants his grace within. 
 
AWAKENING. 
 
 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love ; 
 
 Applies redeeming blood ; 
 Bids both oui guilt and tear remove, 
 And brings us home to Cod. 
 
 4 Lord, fill each dead benighted soul 
 
 With light, and iife, and joy ; 
 None can thy mighty power control, 
 Or shall thy work destroy. 
 
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 Hymn 90. L. M, 
 
 Shiner found wanting". — Dan. v. 27. 
 A hSE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye. 
 Behold the judgment drawing nigh : 
 Behold the balance is displayed, 
 Where thou must be exactly weigh'd. 
 
 2 See in one scale God's holy law ; 
 Mark with what force its precepts draw ; 
 Canst thou the awful test sustain 1 
 
 Thy works how light ! thy thoughts how 
 vain ! 
 
 3 Behold the hand of God appears, 
 And writes in dreadful characters, 
 
 " Tekel ! thy scul is wanting found; 
 With trembling hear the awful sound. 
 
 4 " Let fear thy sin-bound heart embrace ; 
 Let guilty shame o'erspread thy face, 
 Conviction through thy conscience roll, 
 And deep repentance fill thy soul. 
 
"O AWAKENING. 
 
 5 "One only hope can yet prevail — 
 Jesus for thee can turn the scale ; 
 Can give thy guilty conscience peace, 
 And save thee by his righteousness." 
 
 6 Dear Saviour, now thy pow'r impart; 
 Convince each unconvinced heart ; 
 And thy salvation let them view, 
 
 In justice wrought, and mercy too. 
 
 Hymn 91. C. M. 
 
 Time is s.'ior! - 1 Gtf. vii. 39. 
 
 f FHE time is short! the season near, 
 
 When death will us remove, 
 To leave our friends, however dear, 
 And all we fondly love. 
 
 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 Jesus' feet. 
 
 4 The time is short ! ye saints rejoice— 
 
 The Lord will quickly come : 
 Soon shall you 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. 
 
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 6 The time is short! — the moment near 
 When we shall dwell above ; 
 And he for ever happy there, 
 With Jesus whom we love. 
 
 Hymn 92. S. M. 
 
 Few saved. — Luke xiii. 23. 
 INSTRUCTION'S dangerous road 
 
 What multitudes pursue ! 
 While that which leads the soul to God, 
 Is known or sought hy few. 
 
 2 Believers find the way 
 
 Through Christ the living gate; 
 But those who hate this holy way 
 Complain it is too strait. 
 
 3 Ohey the gospel call, 
 
 And enter while you may ; 
 The flock of Christ is always small, 
 And none are safe but they 
 
 4 Lord, open sinners' eyes. 
 
 Their awful state to see ; 
 And make them, ere the storm arise, 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 Hymn 93. S. U 
 
 The. harvest is past. — Jer. viii. 20. 
 ¥ SAW, beyond the tomb, 
 The awful Jculge appear, 
 Prepar'd to scan with strict account, 
 My blessings wasted here. 
 'J His wrath like flaming fire, 
 Burn'd to the lowest hell, 
 And ill that hopeless world of wo, 
 He bade my spirit dwell. 
 
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 3 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 
 
 While yet 'tis call'd to-day ; 
 
 Soon will the awful voice of death 
 
 Command your souls away. 
 
 4 Soon will the haivest close — 
 
 The summer soon be o'er — 
 And soon, your injur'd, angry God 
 Will hear your prayers no more. 
 
 Hymn 94, III. 1. 
 
 The. two vio/rf,ic!ors.—J-,nkc xxiii. 39, 40. 
 
 COV'REIGN grace has pow'r alone 
 
 To subdue a heart, of stone ; 
 And the moment grace is felt, 
 Then the hardest heart will melt. 
 
 2 When the Lord was crucified. 
 Two transgressors with him died ; 
 One with vile blaspheming tongue, 
 Scoff' d at Jesus as he hung. 
 
 3 Thus he spent his wicked breath, 
 In the very jaws of death ; 
 Perish'd as too many do, 
 
 With the Saviour in his view. 
 
 4 But the other, touch'd with grace, 
 Saw the danger of his case ; 
 Faith reeeiv'd to own the Lord, 
 Whom the scribes and priests abhorx'd. 
 
 5 "Lord, (he pray'd) remember me, 
 When in glory thou shalt be ;" 
 
 " Soon with me, (the Lord replies) 
 Thou shalt rest in paradise." 
 
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 6 This was wondrous grace indeed, 
 Grace vouchsafe! in time of need! 
 Sinners trust, in Jesus' name, 
 You shall find him still the same. 
 
 7 But beware of unbelief. 
 Think upon the harden'd thief; 
 If the gospel you disdain, 
 Christ, to you, has died in vain. 
 
 Hymn 95. II. 4. 
 
 The last alarm 
 
 "IT 7 HEN frowning death appears, 
 
 And points his fatal dart, 
 What dark foreboding fears 
 Distract the sinner's heart ! 
 
 The dreadful blow 
 
 No arm can stay, 
 
 But torn away 
 
 He sinks to wo. 
 
 2 Now every 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. 
 
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 His mercy nigh, 
 Now points the path 
 That leads from death 
 To joys on high. 
 
 Hymn 93. III. I. 
 
 The time in snort. 
 TTASTEN, sinner, to be wise : 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Wisdom, if you still despise, 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Hasten, mercy to implore : 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Lest thy season should be o'er, 
 Ere this evening's stage be run. 
 
 3 Hasten, sinner, to return ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun : 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun : 
 Lest perdition thee arrest, 
 Ere the morrow is begun. ' 
 Hymn 97. C. ML 
 
 The accepted time. 
 TVOW is the time, th' accepted hour, 
 
 sinners, come away ; 
 The Saviour's knocking at your door, 
 Arise without delay. 
 2 Oh ! don't refuse to give him room, 
 Lest mercy should withdraw ; 
 He'll then in robes of vengeance come 
 To execute his law. 
 
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 3 Then where, poor mortals, will you be, 
 If destitute of grace. 
 When you your injur'd judge shall see, 
 And stand before his face. 
 
 Hymn 98. L. M. 
 
 Inviting— Life the day of z race and hope. — Eccl. ix. 
 
 4—6, 10. 
 I" IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
 
 The time t' insure the great reward ; 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 The vilest sinner may return. 
 
 2 Life is the hour that God hath giv'n 
 To 'scape from hell, and fly to heav'n ; 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 3 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands with all your might pursue ; 
 Since no device nor work is found, 
 
 Xor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 
 
 4 There are no acts of pardon pass'd 
 In the cold grave to which we haste ; 
 But darkness, death, and long despair, 
 Reign in eternal silence there. 
 
 Hymn 99. C, M. 
 
 The -wuf — Mark viii. 36. 
 TV* HAT is the thing of greatest price, 
 
 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, 
 Heaven stoops to give it life. 
 
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 AWAKENINO. 
 
 ? God, to redeem it, did not spare 
 His well-beloved Son ; 
 Jesus, to save it, deign'd to bear 
 The sins of all in one. 
 
 4 And is this treasure borne below, 
 
 In earthen vessels frail ] 
 Can none its utmost value know, 
 Till flesh and spirit fail 1 
 
 5 Then let us gather round the cross, 
 
 That knowledge to obtain ; 
 Not by the soul's eternal loss, 
 But everlasting gain. 
 
 Hymn 100. C. M. 
 
 Forbearance of Ood. 
 
 AND are we wretches yet alive ? 
 And do we yet rebel 1 
 'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love, 
 That bears us up from hell. 
 
 2 The burden of our weighty guilt, 
 
 Would sink us down to flames ; 
 While threat'ning vengeance rolls above, 
 To crush our feeble frames. 
 
 3 Almighty goodness cries, " Forbear," 
 
 And strait the thunder stays ; 
 And dare we now provoke his wrath, 
 And weary out his grace ? 
 
 4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy grace, 
 
 Too long indulg'd our sin ; 
 O that our hearts may bleed, to see 
 What rebels we have been. 
 
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 5 No more, our lusts, may ye command, 
 No more may we obey ; 
 Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, 
 And drive our foes away. 
 
 Hymn 101. L. M. 
 
 Mij Spirit shall not. always strive. — Gen. vi. 3. 
 
 CAY, 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 ? 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 Hymn 102. 
 
 The Alarm. 
 ©TOP, poor sinners, stop and think, 
 
 Before you further go ; 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo ] 
 On the verge of ruin stop, 
 
 Now the friendly warning take — 
 Stay your footsteps — ere you drop 
 Into the burning lake. 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 That you his will oppose 7 
 Fear ye not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes ] 
 
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 Can you stand in that dread day, 
 Which his justice shall proclaim, 
 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 Iiike wax before the flame I 
 
 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 1 
 
 4 Though your heart were made of eteel, 
 
 Your forehead lined with brass ; 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass ; 
 Sinners then in vain wiil call, 
 
 Those who now despise his grace, 
 " Rocks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face." 
 
 Hymn 103. C. M. 
 
 The barren fir-tree : for the end of the year. — Luke xiii 
 
 CEE in the vineyard of the Lord, 
 
 A barren fig-tree stand: 
 It yields no fruit, no blossom bears, 
 Though planted by his hand. 
 
 2 From year to year he seeks for fruit, 
 And still no fruit is found ; 
 It stands among the living trees, 
 Encumbering the ground. 
 
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 3 But lo ! the gracious Saviour pleads 
 
 "The banen fig-tree spare ; 
 In mercy stay the threat'ning hand, 
 And grant another year. 
 
 4 " But if all means should prove in vain, 
 
 And still no fruit appear ; 
 Then mercy may no longer plead, 
 Nor ask another year." 
 
 Hymn 104. L. M. 
 
 Importunate pleading. 
 
 CJINNER, O why so thoughtless grown! 
 
 Why in such dreadful haste to die : 
 Daring to leap to worlds unknown, 
 Heedless against thy God to fly 1 
 
 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate ; 
 
 Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams, 
 Madly attempt th' infernal gate, 
 
 And force thy passage to the flames? 
 
 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains; 
 
 Behold the God of love unfold 
 The glories of his dying pains, 
 For ever telling, yet untold. 
 
 Hymn 105. C. M. 
 
 Hardness of Heart. 
 
 T^HE voice, that bids us all repent, 
 
 I hear with terror oft ; 
 But never will this heart relent, 
 Till Jesus make it soft. 
 2 The charming voice of bleeding love 
 I hear from lips divine ; 
 Yet melting strains can never move 
 A soul so base as mine 
 
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 3 Almighty God, do thou renew 
 
 This sinful heart of stone ; 
 Sweetly my stubborn will subdue — 
 Conform it to thy own. 
 H\mn 108. S. M. 
 
 Grieve not the Spirit. — Eph. iv. 30. 
 A IN'D canst thou, sinner, slight 
 
 The call of love divine'? 
 Shall God, with tenderness invite, 
 And gain no thought of thine ] 
 2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve 
 The Spirit from thy breast, 
 Till hf thy wretched soul shall leave 
 With all thy sins oppress'd ? 
 B To-day, a pard'ning God 
 
 Will hear the suppliant pray ; 
 To-day, a Saviour's cleansing blood 
 Will wash thy guilt away. 
 
 4 But, grare so dearly bought, 
 
 If yet thou wilt despise, 
 Thy fearful doom with vengeance fraught, 
 Will fill thee with surprise. 
 
 IJ\TITLXG. 
 
 Hymn 107. CM. 
 
 The Saviour's Invitation.— John vii. 37. 
 
 HP HE Saviour calls — let ev'ry ear 
 
 Attend the heav'nly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls dismiss your fear ; 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
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 2 For ev'ry thirsty longing heart 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow ; 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart 
 To banish mortal wo. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 
 
 To ease your every pain ; 
 (Immortal fountain! full supplies!) 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice, 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys — 
 And can you yet delay I 
 
 5 Dear Saviour draw reluctant hearts, 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 Hymn 108. L. M. 
 
 Weary souls invited to rest. — Mat. xi. 28. 
 /^OME, weary souls, with sins distrest, 
 
 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; 
 
 O come, and spread your woes abroad ; 
 Divine compassion, mighty love 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 
 
 To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes 
 Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! 
 
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 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, 
 The hope thy gracious words impart : 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour ! 1st thy pow'rful love 
 Confirm our faith, our fears remove, 
 And sweetly influence every breast, 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
 Hymn 109. L. M. 
 
 All thxvgs are ready. 
 f^OME, sinners, to the Gospel feast, 
 
 Let every soul be Jesus' guest : 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
 The invitation is to all : 
 
 Come, all the world ! come, sinner, thou ! 
 All things in Christ are ready now. 
 
 3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd, 
 Ye restless wand'rers after rest ; 
 
 Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, 
 In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 My message as from God receive ; 
 Ye all may come to Christ and live : 
 O let his love your hearts constrain, 
 Nor suffer him to die in vain ! 
 
 5 His love is mighty to compel ; 
 
 His conqu'ring love consent to feel; 
 Yield to his love's resistless power, 
 And fight against your God no more. 
 
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 6 See him set forth before your eyea, 
 That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! 
 His otfer'd benedts embrace, 
 And freely now be sav'd by grace. 
 
 7 This is the time ; no more delay ; 
 This is the acceptable day; 
 Come in this moment at his call, 
 And live for him who died for all. 
 
 Hymn 110. III. a 
 
 The brazen serpent. 
 A S the serpent, rais'd by Moses, 
 Heal'd the burning serpent's bite : 
 Jesus thus himself discloses 
 
 To th° wounded sinners sight. 
 
 2 Hear his gracious invitation: 
 
 "I have life and peace to give; 
 I have wrought out full salvation : 
 Sinner, look to me and live. 
 
 3 " You had been for ever wretched, 
 
 Had 1 not espous'd your part ; 
 Now, behold my arms outstretched, 
 To receive you to my heart. 
 
 4 " Well may shame, and joy, and wonder. 
 
 All your inward passions move ; 
 I could crush you with my thunder, 
 But I speak to you in love." 
 
 5 Dearest Saviour, we adore thee 
 
 For thy precious life and death; 
 Melt each stubborn heart before thee, 
 Give us all the eye of faith. 
 
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 Hymn 111. CM. 
 
 And yet Ihereis room. — Luk. 1 xiv. 22. 
 VE wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 
 Behold a royal feast ! 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms- 
 
 He calls, he bids you come ! 
 Guilt holds you back, and feai alarms — 
 But see, there yet is room ! 
 
 3 O come, and with his children taste 
 
 The blessings of his love : 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 Of no ler joys above. 
 
 4 There, with united heart and voice, 
 
 Before th' eternal throne, 
 Ten thousand, thousand souls rejoice, 
 In ecstacies unknown. 
 
 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more 
 
 Are welcome still to come ; 
 Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 
 Approach, there yet is room. 
 
 Hymn 112. C. M. 
 
 Jesus knocking at the doo*. 
 ND will the Lord thus condescend 
 To visit sinful worms? 
 Thus at the door shall mercy stand 
 In all her winning forms ] 
 2 Surprising grace ! — and shall my heart 
 Unmov'd and cold remain ? 
 Has this hard rock no tender parti 
 Must mercy plead in vain 1 
 
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INVITING. fc 
 
 3 Shall Jesus for admission sue — 
 
 His charming voice unheard ? 
 And this vile heart, his rightful due, 
 Remain for ever barr'd ? 
 
 4 'Tis sin, alas, with tyrant pow'r, 
 
 The lodging has possess'd ; 
 And crowds of traitors bar the door 
 Against the heav'nly guest. 
 
 5 Ye dang'rous inmates, hence depart ; 
 
 Dear Saviour, enter in, 
 And guard the passage to my heart, 
 And keep out every sin. 
 
 Hymn 113. L. M. 
 
 Ho, every one that thlrsteth. — Isa. iv. 1. 
 TJ O ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 
 
 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; 
 Mercy and free salvation buy, 
 
 Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 
 
 2 Ye nothing in exchange can give, 
 
 Leave all ye have and are behind ; 
 Freely the gift of God receive, 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 3 Come to the living waters, come ! 
 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's voice ; 
 Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
 And in redeeming love rejoice. 
 Hymn 114. CM. 
 
 The encouragement young persons have to seek Christ. 
 Prov. viii. 17. 
 
 VE hearts, with youthful vigour warm, 
 
 In smiling crowds draw near, 
 And turn from every mortal charm, 
 A Saviour's voice to hear. 
 
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 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 compar'd with thee ? 
 What beauty should command my love, 
 Like what in Christ I see. 
 
 fi Away, ye false delusive toys, 
 Vain tempters of the mind ! 
 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, 
 For here true bliss I find. 
 
 Hymn 115. II. 3. 
 
 Christ's blood cleans etk from all sin. — 1 John i. 7. 
 
 UO ! all ye trembling sinners, hear 
 
 The pard'ning voice of Christ, and live ; 
 With humble confidence draw near; 
 
 Jesus commands you to believe : 
 Believe, and all your sins are gone — 
 Believe, and heaven is all your own. 
 
 If all the sins that men have done 
 In will, in word, in thought, in deed, 
 
 Since worlds were made, or time begun, 
 Were laid on one poor sinner's head 
 
 The stream of Jesus' precious blood, 
 
 At once could cleanse the dreadful load* 
 
INVITING. 85 
 
 Hymn 116. C. ft. 
 
 Successful Resolve. — Esther iv. 16. 
 
 ^OME humble sinner, in whose breast 
 
 A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, 
 And make this last resolve. 
 
 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 Hath like a mountain rose; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone 
 
 Without his sovereign grace. 
 
 4 But should the Lord reject my plea, 
 
 And disregard my pray'r, 
 Yet still, like Esther, I will stay, 
 And perish only there. 
 
 [5 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."] 
 
 6 "But should I die with mercy sought, 
 When I the king have tried : 
 I there should die, (delightful thought!) 
 Where ne'er a sinner died." 
 
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 Hymn 117. III. 5. 
 
 The gracious invitation. — Matt. xi. 29. 
 tf^OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity, love, and power; 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Now ye needy, come and welcome, 
 
 God's free bounty glorify; 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 
 Every grace that brings you nigh : 
 Without money 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger; 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream : 
 All the fitness he requireth 
 
 Is to feel your need of him ; 
 This he gives you, 
 'Tis the Spirit's glimmering beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. 
 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all ; 
 Not the righteous. 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 5 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 " It is fimsh'd !" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ] 
 
INVITING. 87 
 
 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 
 Pleads t!ie merit of his blood ; 
 
 Venture on him, venture freely ; 
 Let no othei trust intrude : 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do heirless sinners good. 
 
 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert, 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb, 
 
 While the blissful courts of heaven 
 Sweetlv echo with his name: 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
 IIyms 118. r. M. 
 
 The Lords call— 2 Cor. vi. 17, 18. 
 
 f FTus adore the grace that seeks 
 
 To draw our hearts above ! 
 Attend, 'tis God the Saviour speaks, 
 And every word is love. 
 
 2 " Come forth." he says, " no more pursue 
 
 The path that leads to death ; 
 Look up, a bleeding Saviour view, 
 Look, ami be sav'd by faith. 
 
 3 My sons and daughters you shall be, 
 
 Through my atoning blood ; 
 And you shall claim and find in me, 
 A Father and a God." 
 
 4 Lord, speak these words to ev'ry heart, 
 
 By thine Almighty voice, 
 
 That \vc may now from sin depart, 
 And make Uiv love our choice. 
 
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 Hymn] 19. II. 4. 
 
 The Oospel Trumpet. 
 DLOW 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 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Hath full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits, rest. 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim ; 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 1 20. L. M. 
 
 Blessed are they that mourn. — Mat. v. 4. 
 TVTIY, mourning soul, why flow these tear? 1 
 Why thus indulge thy doubts and fears 1 
 Look to thy Saviour on the tree, 
 Who bore the load of guilt for thee. 
 
INVITING. 89 
 
 2 Then cease thy sorrows, banish grief, 
 Though thou of sinners art the chief; 
 
 The wounds that make poor sinners grieve, 
 Are heal'd when they in Christ believe. 
 
 3 Whom Jesus wounds, he wounds to heal — 
 O, 'tis a mercy thus to feel ; 
 
 There's none can mourn while dead in sin 
 Thine are the marks of life within. 
 
 4 Be of good cheer ; on him rely ; 
 He'li pass thy great transgressions by ; 
 And guide thee safely by his grace 
 'Till thou shalt stand before his face. 
 
 5 There shalt thou sing his dying love, 
 With all the ransom'd throng above, 
 And in exalted, joyful lays, 
 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit praise. 
 
 Hymn 121. S. M. 
 
 Behold, now is the accepted time. — 2 Cor. vi. 2. 
 
 NOW is th' accepted time, 
 
 Now is the day of grace ; 
 
 Now, sinners, come without delay, 
 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 2 Now is th' accepted time, 
 The Saviour calls to-day; 
 To-morrow it may be too late, 
 Then why should you delay '? 
 
 '3 Now is th' accepted time, 
 
 The gospel bids you come ; 
 
 And ev'ry promise in his word 
 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
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 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, 
 
 And feast them with thy love: 
 Then will the angels spread their wings, 
 And bear the news above. 
 
 Hymn 122. II. 3. 
 
 Invitation to Christ. 
 
 "DEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive 
 moan 
 
 Hath taught each scene the note of wo; 
 Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 
 
 And let thy tears forget to flow. 
 Behold, the precious balm is found, 
 To lull thy pain, and heal thy wound! 
 8 Come, freely come, by sin opprest, 
 
 On Jesus cast thy weighty load ; 
 In him thy refuge find, thy rest, 
 
 Safe in the mercy of thy God : 
 Thy God 's thy Saviour, glorious word ! 
 O hear, believe and bless the Lord ! 
 4 As spring the winter, day the night, 
 
 Peace, sorrow's gloom shall chase away; 
 And smiling joy, a seraph bright, 
 
 Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay, 
 Whilst glory weaves th' immortal crown, 
 And waits to claim thee for her own. 
 
 Hymn 123. III. 1. 
 
 Redeeming Love. — Psalm cxi. 9. 
 TVOW begin the heav'nly theme, 
 
 Sing aloud in Jesus's name; 
 Ye who Jesus's kindness prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
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 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears: 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Canceird by redeeming love. 
 
 3 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin ; 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop and taste redeeming love. 
 
 4 Welcome, all by sin opprest, 
 Welcome to the Saviour's breast, 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 Hymn 124. III. 1. 
 
 The faithful appeal.— Ezekiel xxxiii. 11. 
 gINNERS, turn, why will ye die] 
 
 God, your Maker asks you why 1 
 God, who did your being give, 
 Made you with himself to live ; 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands ; 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 Will ye cross his love, and die 1 
 
 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die '.' 
 God your Saviour, asks you why 1 
 He, who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain 1 
 Crucify your Lord again 1 
 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace, and diel 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 1 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why 1 
 
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 He who all your lives hath strove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love : 
 Will ye not his grace receive 1 
 Will ye still refuse to live ] 
 O, ye dying sinners, why, 
 Why will ye for ever die 1 
 
 Hymn 12 _ >. III. 2. 
 
 Come and welcome. 
 "fROM the cross uplifted high, 
 
 Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds I hear 
 Bursting on my 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 1 
 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 stor'd ; 
 To thy Father's bosom presl, 
 Yet again a child confest ; 
 Never from his hou^e to roam, 
 Come and welcome, sinner come. 
 
 4 Soon the days of life shall end ; 
 Lo, I come, your Saviour, Friend, 
 Safe your spirits to convey 
 
 To the realms of endless day, 
 
 Up to my eternal home 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner come. 
 
INVITING. 
 
 Hymn 126. III. 1. 
 
 The promise of Christ.— John vi. 37. 
 
 /^OME, ye weary sinners, come, 
 All, who feel your heavy load : 
 Jesus calls the wand'rers home ; 
 
 Hasten to your pard'ning God. 
 Come, ye guilty souls oppress'd, 
 
 Answer to the Saviour's call : 
 " Come, and I will give you rest ; 
 
 Come, and I will save you all." 
 
 Jesus, — full of truth and love, 
 
 We thy kindest call obey : 
 Faithful let thy mercies prove, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away. 
 Weary of this war within, 
 
 Weary of this endless strife, 
 Weary of ourselves and sin, 
 
 Weary of a wretched life. 
 
 Burden'd with a world of grief, 
 
 Burden'd with our sinful load, 
 Burden'd with this unbelief, 
 
 Burden'd with the wrath of God, 
 ho, we come to thee for ease, 
 
 True and gracious as thou art; 
 Now our weary souls release, 
 
 Write forgiveness on our heart 
 
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 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Hymn 127. C. M. 
 
 The contrite heart. 
 
 ^HE Lord will happiness divine 
 
 On contrite hearts bestow: 
 Then tell me, gracious God, is mine 
 A contrite heart or no ? 
 
 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, 
 Insensible as steel ; 
 If aught is felt, 'tis only pain 
 To find I cannot feel. 
 
 I sometimes think myself inclin'd 
 
 To love thee if I could ; 
 But often feel another mind, 
 
 Averse to all that 's good. 
 
 4 My best desires are faint and few, 
 
 I fain would strive for more ; 
 But when I cry, " My strength renew," 
 Seem weaker than before. 
 
 5 I see thy saints with comfort fill'd, 
 
 When in thy house of pray'r ; 
 But still in bondage I am held, 
 And find no comfort there. 
 
 6 Oh, make this heart rejoice or ache ; 
 
 Decide this doubt for me ; 
 And if it be not broken, break — 
 And heal it if it be. 
 
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 Hymn 128. S. M. 
 
 The shining light. 
 TVTY former hopes are dead — 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 129. C. M. 
 
 The Penitent's return. 
 1JO W sad our state by nature is ! 
 
 Our sin how deep it stains ! 
 And Satan binds our captive souls 
 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 But there 's a voice of sovereign grace 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word : 
 Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust a faithful Lord. 
 
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 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, 
 
 And runs to this relief: 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord ! 
 O help my unbelief. 
 
 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 
 Into thy arms I fall ; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 My Jesus and my all. 
 
 Hymn 130. 
 
 Jesus the Prince and Saviour. — Acts v. 3L 
 
 gAVIOUR, Prince, enthron'd above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart : 
 Give what I have long implor'd, 
 
 A portion of thy grief unknown : 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 2 See mc, Saviour, from above, 
 
 Nor sutler me to die ! 
 Life, and happiness, and love, 
 
 Drop from thy gracious eye : 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
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 Hymn 131. 
 
 The chief of sinners . — J Tim. i. 1. 
 F ET the world their virtue boast, 
 
 Their works of righteousness ! 
 I, a wretch undone and lost, 
 Am freely sav'd by grace ; 
 Other title I disclaim ; 
 
 This, only this, is all my plea: 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 2 Happy they whose joys abound, 
 
 Like Jordan's swelling stream ; 
 Who their heaven in Christ have found, 
 
 And give the praise to him ; 
 Meanest follower of the Lamb, 
 
 His steps I at a distance see; 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 3 Jesus, thou for me hast died, 
 
 And thou in me wilt live ; 
 I shall feel thy death apply'd ; 
 
 I shall thy life receive: 
 Yet when melted in the flame 
 
 Of love, this shall be all my plea, 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 Hymn 132. S. M. 
 
 Bethesda's Pool.— John vi. 2—4. 
 "DESIDE the gospel pool, 
 Appointed for the poor, 
 From year to year my helpless soul 
 Has waited for a cure. 
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98 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 How often have I seen 
 
 The healing waters move ; 
 And others round me, stepping in, 
 Their efficacy prove ! 
 
 3 But my complaints remain ; 
 
 I feel the very same; 
 As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, 
 As when at first I came. 
 
 4 " Poor sinful, dying soul, 
 
 Why linger here and die ! 
 Only consent to be made whole, 
 You need no longer lie." 
 
 5 " The Saviour passing by 
 
 Well knows your sinking state, 
 And while the Saviour is so nigh, 
 The sinner need not wait." 
 
 6 " Jesus is full of grace, 
 
 He never will permit, 
 A soul, that fain would see his face, 
 To perish at his feet." 
 
 Hymn 133. C. M. 
 
 Imploring Mercy. — Luke xviii. 13. 
 
 T OKD, at thy feet in dust I lie, 
 And knock at mercy's door; 
 With humble heart and weeping eye, 
 Thy favour I implore. 
 
 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display 
 
 Thy rich forgiving love; 
 
 O take my heinous guilt away, 
 
 This heavy load remove. 
 
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 3 Without thy grace, I sink opprest 
 
 Down to the gates of hell : 
 O give my troubled spirit rest, 
 And all my fears dispel. 
 
 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore 
 
 O may thy bowels move : 
 Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 
 And thou thyself art love. 
 
 5 Should I at last in heav'n appear, 
 
 To join thy saints above ; 
 I'll shout that mercy brought me there, 
 And sing thy bleeding love. 
 
 Hymn 134 I, M. 
 
 Woman of Canaan. — Matt. xv. 27. 
 I3EHOLD a sinner, dearest Lord, 
 
 Encourag'd by thy gracious word, 
 Would venture near to seek that bread, 
 With which thy children here are fed. 
 
 2 Do not the humble suit deny, 
 Of such a guilty wretch as I ; 
 
 But let me feed on crumbs, though small, 
 Which from thy bounteous table fall. 
 
 3 I am a sinner, Lord, I own ; 
 By sin and guilt I am undone ; 
 
 Yet will I wait, and plead, and pray, 
 Since none are empty sent away. 
 
 Hymn 135. L. M. 
 
 Deep humiliation. 
 f~* AN such a wretch for pardon sue ! 
 ^ My crimes, my crimes arise in view, 
 Arrest my trembling tongue in prayer, 
 And pour the horrors of despair. 
 
100 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 But thou, regard my contrite sighs, 
 My tortur'd breast, my streaming eyes; 
 To me thy boundless love extend, 
 
 My God, my Father, and my Friend. 
 
 3 These lovely names I ne'er could plead, 
 Had not thy Son vduehsaf'd to bleed ; 
 His blood procures our fallen race 
 Admittance to the throne of grace. 
 
 4 When sin has shot its poison'd dart, 
 And conscious guilt corrodes the heart, 
 His blood is all-sufficient found 
 
 To draw the shaft and heal the wound. 
 
 5 What arrows pierce so deep as sin 1 
 What venom gives such pain within 1 
 Thou great Physician of the soul, 
 Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole. 
 
 Hymn 136. II. 3. 
 
 Access to the Father through Christ. 
 "PATHER of Jesus Christ, the Just, 
 "■ My Friend and Advocate with thee, 
 Pity a soul that fain would trust 
 
 In him who liv'd and died for me : 
 But only thou canst make him known, 
 And in my heart reveal thy Son. 
 
 2 If drawn by thine alluring grace, 
 My want of living faith I feel, 
 Show me in Christ thy smiling face, 
 
 What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal ; 
 Thy co-eternal Son display, 
 And speak my darkness into day. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 101 
 
 3 The gift unspeakable impart: 
 
 Command the light of faith to shine; 
 
 To shine in my dark, drooping heart, 
 And fill me with the life divine; 
 
 Now bid the new creation be ; 
 
 O God, let there be faith in me ! 
 
 Hymn 137. S. M. 
 
 Prayer for repr.ntavce. 
 
 r\ THAT I could repent, 
 With all my idols part, 
 And to thy gracious eye present 
 An humble contrite heart : 
 
 2 A heart with grief opprest 
 
 For having griev'd my God ; 
 
 A troubled heart that cannot rest 
 
 Till sprinkled with thy blood. 
 
 3 Jesus, on me bestow 
 
 The penitent desire: 
 With true sincerity of wo 
 My aching breast inspire; 
 
 4 With soft'ning pity look, 
 
 And melt my hardness down: 
 Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
 And break this heart of stone ! 
 
 Hymn 138. III. 1. 
 
 The sufferings of Christ pleaded.— I John i. 7. 
 I" ORD ! thou know'st my wretched case; 
 
 Thou the curse of sin remove ; 
 Save me by thy richest grace, 
 Save me by thy pard'ning love. 
 
102 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 2 Let me hear the welcome sound, 
 
 Speak if still thou canst forgive ; 
 Speak, and let the lost be found 
 Speak, and let the dying live. 
 
 3 By thy pangs and bloody sweat, 
 
 By thy depth of grief unknown, 
 Save me, prostrate at thy feet, 
 Save, O save thy ransomed one. 
 
 4 By thy mortal groans and sighs, 
 
 By thy precious death I pray, 
 
 Hear my humble heart-felt cries ; 
 
 Take, O take my sins away. 
 
 Hymn 139. 
 
 The compassion of Jesus. 
 
 Q THOU meek and gentle Lamb ! 
 
 Fury is not in thee ; 
 Thou continuest still the same, 
 
 And still thy grace is free; 
 Still thine arms are open wide, 
 
 Wretched sinners to receive : 
 Thou hast once for sinners died, 
 
 That all may turn and live. 
 
 2 Lo ! I take thee at thy word, 
 
 My foolishness I mourn ; 
 Unto thee, my bleeding Lord, 
 
 However late, I turn : 
 Yes ! I yield, I yield at last, 
 
 Listen to thy speaking blood ; 
 Me, with all my sins, I cast 
 
 On my atoning God. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 103 
 
 Hymn 140. L. M. 
 
 Seeking pardon.— Psalm xxvii. 8. 
 J^ORD, at thy feet I prostrate fall : 
 
 Opprest with fears, to thee I call : 
 Reveal thy pardoning love to me, 
 And set my captive spirit free. 
 
 2 Hast thou not said, " Seek ye my face I" 
 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 Then venture, O my sou!, in prayer, 
 For none can perish pleading there : 
 The blood of Christ, that crimson sea, 
 Shall wash my load of guilt away. 
 
 Hymn 141. I, M. 
 
 The death of Christ for sinners. 
 HPHE Lord of life, the Saviour dies, 
 
 For mortal crimes, a sacrifice : 
 What love, what, mercy, how divine ! 
 Jesus, and can I call thee mine 1 — 
 
 2 Be all my heart, and all my days 
 Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; 
 And let my glad obedience prove, 
 How much I owe, how much I love. 
 
 3 Let humble, penitential wo, 
 
 With painful pleasing anguish flow; 
 And thy forgiving love impart 
 Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 
 
104 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Hymn 142. C. H. 
 
 The Effort. 
 A PPROACH, ray soul, the mercy-seat 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this I venture nigh ; 
 Thou callestburden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely prest ; 
 By wars 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 Oh wondrous love! to bleed and die, 
 
 To bear the cross and shame ; 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 6 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, 
 
 My promis'd grace receive ;" 
 'Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, 
 I can, I do believe. 
 
 Hymn 143. L. M. 
 
 The Penitent's Prayer. 
 C\ LORD, my God, in mercy turn, 
 In mercy hear a sinner mourn ; 
 To thee I call, to thee I cry, 
 leave me, leave me not to die ! . 
 
PENITENTIAL. 105 
 
 2 I strove against thee, Lord, I know, 
 
 I spurn'd thy grace, I mock'd thy la-w ; 
 The hour is past — the day 's gone by, 
 And I am left alone to die. 
 
 3 Yet Jesus, Jesus ! there I'll cling, 
 
 I'll crowd beneath thy shelt'ring wing; 
 I'll clasp the cross, and holding there, 
 E'en me, oh bliss ! — his wrath may spare. 
 
 Hymn 144. C. M. 
 
 The Sinner's cry for help. 
 "PATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 
 
 No other help I know ; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 Ah, whither shall I go ] 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labour, to secure 
 My soul from endless death ! 
 
 3 Jesus, could I this believe, 
 
 I now should feel thy power ; 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes : 
 O let me now receive that gift ; 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
 
 O speak, and I shall live ; 
 
 And here I will unwearied lie, 
 
 Till thou thy Spirit give. 
 
106 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, 
 Could they but see thy face : 
 O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, 
 And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 
 
 Hymn 145. C. M. 
 
 Absence from God. 
 f\ THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
 
 Contrition's humble cry ; 
 Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
 From sorrow's weeping eye : 
 
 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wand'rer mourn ! 
 Thyself hast bid me seek thy face ; 
 Thyself hast said, Return. 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 To drive me from thy feet 1 
 Thy word of promise cannot fail, 
 My tow'r of safe retreat. 
 
 4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light, 
 
 Without one cheering ray ; 
 Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
 How desolate my way ! 
 
 5 O shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine ; 
 And let thy Spirit's voice impart 
 A taste of joy divine ! 
 
 Hymn 146. CM. 
 
 The. healing Saviour. 
 TIEAL us, Immanuel; here we stand, 
 "^ Waiting to feel thy touch ; 
 To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand ; 
 Blest Saviour, we are such. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 107 
 
 2 Remember him who once applied, 
 
 With trembling, for relief ; 
 " Lord, I believe," with tears, he cried, 
 " Oh, help my unbelief." 
 
 3 She too, who touch'd thee in the press, 
 
 And healing virtue stole, 
 Was answer'd, " Daughter, go in peace, 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole." 
 
 4 Like her, with hopes and fears we come, 
 
 To touch thee if we may ; 
 Oh, send us not despairing home, 
 Send none unheal' d away. 
 
 Hymn 147. L. M. 
 
 The Penitent's Supplication. 
 
 HOUGH I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, 
 Thy help and comfort still afford : 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
 And owns thy dreadful sentence just; 
 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And save the soul condemn'd to die. 
 
 4 Then will I 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. 
 
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108 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 Hymn 148. CM. 
 
 Penitential— Jer. iii. 22.— Hos. xiv. 4. 
 XJOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
 
 Has wander' d from the Lord ! 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 Forgetful of his word ! 
 
 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, "Return:" 
 
 Dear Lord, and may I come! 
 My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
 O take the wand'rer home 1 
 
 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 
 
 And bid my crimes remove 1 
 And shall a pardon'd rebel live 
 To speak thy wondrous love 1 
 
 4 Almighty grace, thy healing pow'r 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 149. L. M. 
 
 The Pool of BetkesOa-.—JoHil v. 2—1. 
 TTOW long, thou faithful God, shall I 
 ■*■ Here in thy ways forgotten lie ] 
 When shall the means of healing be 
 The channels of thy grace to me ? 
 
PENITENTIAL. 109 
 
 2 Sinners on every side step in, 
 And wash away their pain and sin ; 
 But I, a helpless sin-sick, soul, 
 Still lie expiring at the pool. 
 
 3 Thou cov'nant-angel, swift come down, 
 To-day thine own appointments crown ; 
 Thy pow'r into the means infuse, 
 
 And give them now their sacred use. 
 
 4 Thou seest me lying at the pool ; 
 
 I would, thou know'st I would be whole ; 
 
 let the troubled waters move 
 And minister thy healing love. 
 
 Hymn 150. L. M. 
 
 Penitential. 
 
 f\ THAT my load of sin were gone ! 
 ^ O that I could at last submit, 
 At Jesus's feet to lay it down ! 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thy image on my heart. 
 
 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 
 And fully set my spirit free ; 
 
 1 cannot rest, till pure within, 
 
 Till I am wholly lost in thee. 
 
 4 But thou must give the will and power : 
 
 My heart from ev'ry sin release ; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
110 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 Hymn 151. L. M. 
 
 The Penitent pardoned. 
 QUILT Y and vile, before my God, 
 
 I dread the vengeance of thy rod ; 
 My sins like lofty mountains grown, 
 Might justly bring thy vengeance down. 
 
 2 Thy justice dreadful glory claims, 
 And bids me sink, to endless flames ; 
 And while I hear thy thunders roar, 
 I own thy justice, and adore. 
 
 3 Jesus, to thee alone I fly; 
 And wilt thou let a sinner die 
 Whilst trusting on thy sacred blood 
 I seek no other way to God 1 
 
 4 Thy tender heart will sure forgive, 
 And bid a guilty sinner live ; 
 
 For all that come, thy grace is free, 
 For Saul, and Magdalen, and me. 
 
 Hymn 152. L. JM. 
 
 Shame ana confusion of face belong to me. 
 T OWN my guilt, my sins confess; 
 
 Can men or devils make them more ! 
 Of crimes already numberless, 
 
 Vain the attempt to swell the score. 
 
 2 Were the black list before nry sight, 
 
 While I remember thou hast died, 
 'Twill only urge my speedier flight, 
 To seek salvation at thy side. 
 
 3 Low at thy feet I'll cast me down, 
 
 To thee reveal my guilt and fear : 
 
 And, if thou spurn me from thy throne, 
 
 I'll be the first who perish'd there. 
 
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 Hymn 153. II. 4. 
 
 Who can tell ? — Jonah iii. 9. 
 QREAT God! to thee I make 
 
 My wants and sorrows known ; 
 And with an humble hope, 
 
 Approach thine awful throne : 
 Though by my sins deserving hell, 
 I'll not despair — for who can tell 1 
 
 thou, who by a word 
 
 My drooping soul canst cheer, 
 And by thy Spirit, form 
 
 Thy glorious image there ! 
 My heart subdue, my fears dispel ; 
 
 1 must repent — for who can tell 1 
 While conscience thunders loud, 
 
 To thee alone I fly — 
 Fall down before thy face, 
 
 And mightily will cry ; 
 Though fears prevail that I should dwell 
 In endless flames — yet who can tell 1 
 God hath an ear to hear, 
 
 While I've a heart to pray : 
 To him, I will submit, 
 
 And give myself away : 
 If he be mine, all will be well, 
 For ever so — and who can tell 1 
 
 Hymn 154. II. 3. 
 
 Christ desires not the sinner's death. 
 T1TOULD Jesus have the sinner die 1 
 
 Why hangs he then on yonder tree : 
 What means that strange expiring cry ; 
 (Sinners he prays for you and me ;) 
 
112 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 " Forgive them, Father, forgive ! 
 They know not that by me they live !" 
 
 2 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, 
 
 Thee, by thy painful agony, , 
 Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, 
 
 Thy cross and passion on the tree, 
 Thy precious death and life — I pray 
 Take all, take all my sins away. 
 
 3 let thy love my heart constrain, 
 
 Thy love for every sinner free, 
 That every fallen son of man, 
 
 May taste the grace that found out me 
 That all mankind with me may prove, 
 Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 
 
 Hymn 155. L. M. 
 
 Inconstant heart lamented. 
 
 A H wretched, vile ungrateful heart, 
 
 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. 
 
 3 Through all resolves how soon it flies, 
 And mocks the weak, the slender ties ; 
 There 's nought beneath a pow'r divine, 
 That can this roving heart confine. 
 
 4 Jesus, to thee I will return, 
 And at thy feet repenting mourn : 
 There let me view thy pard'ning love, 
 And never from thy sight remove. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 113 
 
 5 let thy love, with sweet control, 
 Bind all the passions of my soul ; 
 Bid ev'ry vanity depart, 
 And dwell for ever in my heart. 
 
 Hymn 156. L. M. 
 
 Hardness of Heart lamented. 
 C\ FOR a glance of heav'nly day, 
 
 To melt this stubborn stone away ; 
 And thaw, with beams of love divine, 
 This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 
 
 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake, 
 The seas can roar, the mountains shake; 
 Of feeling, all things show some sign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 Eternal Spirit, mighty God, 
 Come, shed thy influence abroad ; 
 'Tis thy rich grace, and that alone 
 Can move and melt this heart of stone. 
 
 Hymn 157. C. M. 
 
 Joy in heaven over the penitent. 
 TlfHEN his lost sheep the shepherd finds, 
 
 He calls his friends around ; 
 ° Rejoice with me, my friends," he cries, 
 " My wand'ring sheep is found." 
 
 2 Far more exalted joys arise, 
 
 When a lost sinner turns, 
 
 And in the anguish of his soul, 
 
 His past offences mourns : 
 
 3 Transports of unexpected bliss 
 
 Pervade th' angelic choir ; 
 " Another wand'rer found," they sing, 
 And sweep the sounding lyre. 
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114 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 The reconciled Father joys 
 
 To see the sinner weep, 
 And Jesus, with extended arms, 
 Welcomes his ransom'd sheep. 
 
 5 Lord, we like sheep have gone astray, 
 
 Restore us to thy fold ; 
 And there, that we no more may rove, 
 Thy helpless wand'rers hold. 
 
 Hymn 158. L. M. 
 
 Separation from sin. 
 TVTY God, permit me not to be 
 ■*" A stranger to myself and thee : 
 Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove. 
 Forgetful of my highest love. 
 
 2 Why should my passions mix with earth. 
 And thus debase my heav'nly. birth 1 
 Why should I cleave to things below, 
 And all my purest joys forego 1 
 
 3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; 
 Thy grace, O Lord, can draw me thence : 
 I would obey the voice divine, 
 
 And all inferior joys resign. 
 
 Hymn 159. L. M. 
 
 Pleading for God's forbearance. 
 CJTAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay ; 
 
 Though I have done thee such despite, 
 Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 2 Though I have most unfaithful been, 
 And long in vain thy grace receiv'd ; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd : 
 
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 3 Yet oh ! the mourning sinner spare, 
 In honour of my great High Priest; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 
 T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 
 
 4 My weary soul, God, release; 
 Upraise me with thy gracious hand ; 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 PRAISE AXD RE.T01CLVG. 
 
 Hymn 160. II. 2. 
 
 Praise. 
 I'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 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On Israel's God ; he made the sky, 
 
 And earth and seas, with all their train , 
 His truth for ever stands secure : 
 He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor ; 
 
 And none shall find his promise vain. 
 
 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind — 
 The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
 
 He sends the lab'ring conscience peace ; 
 
116 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 The widow and the fatherless. 
 
 And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 
 
 4 He loves his saints — he knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to hell: 
 
 Thy God, Zion, ever reigns ; 
 Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'n^ age, 
 In this exalted work engage ; 
 
 Praise him in everlasting strains. 
 
 Hymn 161. S. M. 
 
 Heavenly joy on earth. 
 
 r^OME, ye that love the Lord, 
 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 The sorrows of the mind 
 
 Be banish'd from this place ; 
 Religion never was design'd 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 
 3 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below ; 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 
 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 through Immanuel's ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICING. 117 
 
 Hymn 162. C. M. 
 
 Jesus— Precious to them that believe. — 1 Peter ii. 7. 
 TESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to my ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heav'n 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 pow'rs can wish, 
 
 In thee doth richly meet ; 
 Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 4 Thy grace shall. dwell upon my heart, 
 
 And shed its fragrance there ; 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name, 
 
 With my last lab'ring breath : 
 And dying, clasp thee, in my arms 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 Hymn 183. C. M. 
 
 The thankful heart. 
 
 ^yHAT shall I do my God to love ! 
 
 My loving God to praise ; 
 The length, and breadth, and height to prove, 
 And depth of sovereign grace ? 
 2 The de;>th of all-redeeming love, 
 What angel tongue can tell ? 
 O may I to the utmost prove 
 The gift unspeakable ! 
 
118 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 3 Come quickly, gracious Lord, and take 
 
 Possession of thine own ; 
 My longing heart vouchsafe to make 
 Thine everlasting throne. 
 
 Hymn 164. L. M. 
 
 Praise. 
 Y^HIL-E here on earth I'm call'd to stay, 
 I '11 praise my God from day to day ; 
 Jesus hath vvash'd away my sin, 
 And made my soul complete in him. 
 2 When I am brought before his throne, 
 I'll sing the wonders he hath done; 
 And join with ai! the ransom'd race, 
 To praise the riches of his grace. 
 
 4 Through all eternity I'll view 
 My Jesus, and admire him too ; 
 Praise shall attune my warbling tongue, 
 And grace, free grace, be all my song. 
 
 Hymn 165. IK. 5. 
 
 Lore tn Chri.it. 
 Q THOU God of my salvation, 
 
 My Redeemer from all sin ; 
 Mov'd by thy divine compassion, 
 Who ha.st die<4 my heart to win, 
 
 I will praise thee, 
 Where shall I lay praise begin ] 
 
 2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour ; 
 He hath brojight salvation near; 
 Manifests his pard'ning favour ; 
 And when Jesus doth appear, 
 
 Soul and body. 
 Shall his glorious imasre bear. 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICING. 119 
 
 3 While the angel choirs are crying 
 
 Glory to the great I AM ! 
 
 I with them will still be vying, 
 
 GJory ! glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious, 
 Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 
 Hymn 133. II. 3. 
 
 I had pity on thee. 
 WHAT am I, tbou glorious God ! 
 
 And what my father's house to thee ? 
 That thou such mercies hast bestow'd 
 
 On me, the vilest reptile, me ! 
 I take the blessing from above, 
 And wonder at thy boundless love. 
 
 2 Me in my blood thy love pass'd by, 
 
 And stopp'd my ruin to retrieve ; 
 Wept o'er my soul thy pitying eve ; 
 
 Thy bowels yearn'd, and sounded, "Live!' 
 Dying, I heard the welcome sound, 
 And pardon in thy mercy found. 
 
 3 Honour, and might, and thanks, and praise, 
 
 I render to my pard'ning God ! 
 Extol the riches of thy grace, 
 
 And spread thy saving name abroad ; 
 That only name to sinners given, 
 Which lifts poor dying worms to heaven. 
 
 Hymn 167. C. M. 
 
 The joy of the Lord is your strength. — jVehemiah viii. JO 
 TOY is a fruit that will not grow 
 
 In nature's barren soil ; 
 All we can boast, till Christ we know, 
 Is vanity and toil. 
 
120 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 8 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, 
 A sense of pard'ning love, 
 A hope that triumphs over death, 
 Give joys like those above. 
 
 3 To take a glimpse within the veil, 
 
 To know that God is mine, 
 Are springs of joy that never fail, 
 Unspeakable, divine ! 
 
 4 These are the joys which satisfy 
 
 And sanctify the mind ; 
 Which make the spirit mount on high, 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 5 No more, believer, mourn thy lot ; 
 
 O thou who art the Lord's, 
 Resign to those who know him not, 
 Such joy as earth affords. 
 
 Hymn 168. II. 4. 
 
 Ye know the grace of our Lord Jesux Christ. 
 
 f^OME, every pious heart 
 
 . That loves the Saviour's name, 
 
 Your noblest powers exert 
 To celebrate his fame : 
 
 Tell all above, and all below 
 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 He left his starry crown, 
 
 And laid his robes aside ; 
 On wings of love came down, 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died : 
 What he endur'd, oh, who can tell 1 
 To save our souls from death and hell. 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICING. 121 
 
 3 From the dark grave he rose, 
 
 The mansion of the dead ; 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 
 In glorious triumph led : 
 Up through the sky the conqu'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, though small, do thou receive. 
 
 Hymn 169. IV. 4. 
 
 Exceeding great and precious promises. 
 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
 XX Lord, 
 
 Is laid for your faith, in his excellent word ! 
 What more can he say than to you he hath 
 
 said ] 
 You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled. 
 
 In everv condition, in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding n wealth, 
 At home, and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 " As thy days may demand shall thy strength 
 ever be. 
 
 " Fear not, I am with thee ; be not dis- 
 
 may'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. 
 
122 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 4 " When through the deep waters I call the© 
 
 to go, 
 The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow ; 
 For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5 " When through fiery trials thy pathway 
 
 shall lie, 
 My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply ; 
 The flames shall not hurt thee, I only design, 
 Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
 6 " Even down to old age, all my people shall 
 
 prove, 
 My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 And then when gray hairs shall their temple? 
 
 adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
 
 borne. 
 
 7 " The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for re- 
 
 pose, 
 / will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 That soul, though all hell should endeavo 
 
 to shake. 
 Ft! never, no never, no never forsake" 
 
 Hymn 170. C. M. 
 
 Wliat shall I render.— -Psalm cxvi. 14, 13. 
 X^OR mercies countless as the sands, 
 
 Which daily I receive 
 From Jesus my Redeemer's hands, 
 My soul, what can'st thou give 1 
 2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, 
 What can I bring him forth ? 
 My best is stain'd and dy'd with sin, 
 My all is nothing worth. 
 
PRAISE AXD REJOICING. 123 
 
 3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make 
 For all he has bestow'd; 
 Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, 
 And call upon my God. 
 
 1 The best return for one like me, 
 
 So wretched and so poor, 
 Is from his gifts to draw a plea, 
 And ask him still for more. 
 
 5 I cannot serve him as I ought ; 
 No works have I to boast ; 
 Yet would I glory in the thought 
 That I shall owe him most. 
 
 Hymn 171. L. M. 
 
 The Christian's Hope. 
 
 \^"HXT sinners value I resign; 
 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : 
 I shall behold thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
 But ihe bright world to which I go — 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 
 When shall I wake and find me there 1 
 
 3 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. 
 
124 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 Hymn 172. III. 5. 
 
 Hope, encouraged. — Ps. Ixii. 5- 
 
 C\ MY soul, what means this sadness ? 
 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
 Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness ; 
 Bid thy restless fears begone; 
 
 Look to Jesus, 
 And rejoice in his dear name. 
 
 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 
 Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 
 
 3 Though 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 Though distresses now attend thee, 
 
 And thou treadst 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. 
 
 Hymn 173. C. M. 
 
 The name of Jesus. — Solomon's Song, i. 3. 
 Tl O W sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICING. 125 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding place ; 
 My never failing treas'ry, fill'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 By thee my pray'rs acceptance gain, 
 
 Although with sin defiTd ; 
 Satan accuses me in vain, 
 And I am own'd a child. 
 
 5 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 6 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 
 And cold my warmest thought ; 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 
 7 Till then, I would thy love proclaim 
 
 With ev'ry fleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 Hymn 174. L. M. 
 
 Restoring and preserving Qra.ce. 
 
 TTITITH all my pow'rs of heart and tong 
 
 * * I'll praise my Maker in my song; 
 Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
 Approve the song and join the praise. 
 
126 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 2 To God I cried, when troubles rose ; 
 He heard me, and subdued my foes : 
 My rising fears he did control, 
 
 And strength diffus'd through all my soul ! 
 
 3 Amidst a thousand snares I stand, 
 Upheld and guarded by his hand ; 
 His words my fainting soul revive, 
 And keep my dying faith alive. 
 
 4 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
 To save from sorrow and from sins : 
 The work that mercy undertakes, 
 Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 
 
 Hymn 175. C. M. 
 
 Praise to Jesus Christ. 
 PJOME, let us join our cheerful songs 
 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 
 
 To be exalted thus ! 
 Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, 
 For he was slain for us ! 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and pow'r divine; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine ! 
 
 4 The whole creation join in one 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
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 Hymn 176. C. M. 
 
 Christ Lord of all. 
 
 A LL hail, the great Immanuel's name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, 
 
 And as they tune it, fall 
 Before his face who tunes their choir, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call ; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Go spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him Lord of ail. 
 
 5 Let ev'ry tribe, and every tongue 
 
 That bound creation's ball. 
 
 Now shout, in universal song, 
 
 The crowned Lord of all. 
 
 Hymn 177. IV. 2. 
 
 Adoration. 
 fpHIS God is the God we adore, 
 
 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. 
 
128 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 Hymn 178. IV. 3. 
 
 The greatest of these is Love. 
 
 JIY Faith we are come to our permanent 
 home; 
 
 By Hope we the rapture improve ; 
 By Love we still rise, and look down on the 
 
 For the heav'n of heav'ns is love, [skies, 
 
 2 What a rapturous song, whei the glorified 
 
 In the spirit of harmony join : [throne 
 Join all the glad choirs, hearts, voices, and 
 lyres; 
 And the burden is — mercy divine. 
 
 3 Hallelujah they cry, to the King of the sky, 
 
 To the great everlasting I AM — 
 To the Lamb that was slain, and liveth again— 
 Hallelujah to God axd the Lamb. 
 
 Hymn 179. IV. 1. 
 
 I mill never fail thee, nor forsake thee. 
 r pHOUGH troubles assail, and dangers 
 affright, [unite, 
 
 Though friends should all fail, and foes all 
 Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 
 The promise assures us, The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 2 No strength of our own, nor goodness we 
 claim : 
 
 Our trust is all thrown on Jesus's name ; 
 
 In this our strong tower for safety we hide ; 
 
 The Lord is our power : The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
PItAISE A'lD rejoicing. 129 
 
 3 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, 
 The word of his grace shall comfort us 
 
 through ; 
 Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our 
 
 side, 
 We hope to die shouting, The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 Hymn 180. II. 3. 
 
 Christ all in. all. 
 npHOU hidden source of calm repose, 
 
 Thou all-sufficient love divine, 
 My help and refuge from my foes, 
 
 Secure I am if thou art mine ! 
 And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, 
 I hide me, Jesus, in thy name. 
 
 2 Thy mighty name salvation is, 
 
 And keeps my happy soul above; 
 Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, 
 
 And joy, and everlasting love : 
 To me, with thy great name are given, 
 Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 
 
 3 Jesus, my all in all thou art, 
 
 My rest in toil, my ease in pain"; 
 The med'cine of my broken heart ; 
 
 In war, my peace ; in loss my gain t 
 My smile beneath the tyrant's frown, 
 In shame, my glory and my crown. 
 
 4 In want, my plentiful supply, 
 
 In weakness, my almighty power; 
 In bonds, my perfect liberty ; 
 
 My light, in Satan's darkest hour ; 
 In grief, my joy unspeakable, 
 Mv life in death, my all in all. 
 I 
 
130 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 Hymn 181. C. M. 
 
 The Christian's confidence. 
 YITHEN I can read my title clear 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And fiery 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, 
 
 Let storms of sorrow fall ; 
 So I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all : 
 
 4 There, anchor'd safe, my weary soul 
 
 Shall find eternal rest ; 
 Nor storms shall beat, nor billows roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 Hymn 182. L. M. 
 
 Will ye also go away. 
 r PHOU only Sov'reign of my heart, 
 
 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 wo, 
 One glimpse of happiness afford 1 
 
 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 ! 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICING. 131 
 
 : 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. 
 
 Hymn 183. IV- 2. 
 
 Longing for Christ. 
 
 HPO Jesus, the crown of my hope, 
 
 My soul is in haste to be gone ; 
 bear me, ye cherubim, up, 
 And waft me away to his throne. 
 My Saviour, whom absent I love, 
 Whom not having seen, I adore; 
 Whose name is exalted above 
 All glory, dominion, and pow'r ; 
 Dissolve thou the bonds that detain 
 My soul from her portion in thee ; 
 O strike off the adamant chain, 
 And make me eternally free. 
 Then that happy era begins. 
 When array'd in srlory, I shine; 
 And no longer pierce with my sins 
 The bosom on which I recline. 
 
 Hymn 184'; ILL 3. 
 
 Praise for Redemption. 
 
 I" ORD, with glowing heart I'd praise the« 
 
 For the bliss thy love bestows , 
 For the pardoning grace that saves me, 
 
 And the peace that from it flows : 
 Help, God, my weak endeavour : 
 
 This dull soul to rapture raise : 
 Thou must light the flame, or never 
 Can my love be warm'd to praise. 
 
132 PRAISE AND REJOICING. 
 
 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, 
 
 Wretched wand'rer, far astray ; 
 Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee 
 
 From the paths of death away : 
 Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, 
 
 Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, 
 And the light of hope revealing, 
 
 Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. 
 
 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 
 
 "Vainly would my lips express: 
 Low before thy footstool kneeling, 
 
 Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless. 
 Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 
 
 Love's pure flame within me raise ; 
 And, since words can never measure, 
 
 Let my life show forth thy praise. 
 
 Hymn 185 IV. 1. 
 
 God's servants should praise him. 
 "V E servants of God, 
 
 Your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad 
 His wonderful Name ; 
 The Name, all victorious, 
 
 Cf Jesus, extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 And rules over all. 
 
 2 God ruleth on high, 
 Almighty to save ; 
 And still he is nigh, 
 His presence we have : 
 
PRAISE AND REJOICINO. 133 
 
 The great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation 
 
 To Jesus our king. 
 
 3 Salvation to God 
 
 Who sits on the throne — 
 
 Let all cry aloud 
 
 And honour the Son : 
 Of Jesus's praises 
 
 The angels proclaim : 
 Fall down on your faces 
 
 And worship the Lamb. 
 
 4 Then let us adore, 
 And give him his right; 
 All glory and power, 
 And wisdom and might: 
 
 All honour and blessing, 
 
 With angels above ; 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 Hymn 188. S. M. 
 
 Praise to Christ. 
 A WAKE, and sing the song 
 ^ Of Moses and the Lamb; 
 Wake, every heart and every tongue 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 Sing of his dying love ; 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 Sing, how he intercedes above, 
 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
134 CHRISTIAN LIPS AND 
 
 3 Sing, till we feel our hearts 
 
 Ascending with our tongues ; 
 
 Sing, till the love of sin departs, 
 
 And grace inspires our songs. 
 
 4 Sing on your heavenly way — 
 
 Ye ransom'd sinners, ging ! 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day, 
 In Christ, the exalted King. 
 
 5 Soon we shall hear him say, 
 
 " Ye blessed children, come ;" 
 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 
 And take his wanderers home. 
 
 6 Soon shall our raptured tongue 
 
 His endless praise proclaim ; 
 And sweeter voices time the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 CURISTLi.V LIFE A.YB 
 EXPERIENCE. 
 
 Hymn 183. L. M. 
 
 The Christian. 
 TIONOUR and happiness Unite 
 
 To make the Christian's name a praise 
 How fair the scene, how clear the light, 
 That fills the remnant of his days ! 
 2 A kingly character he bears, 
 
 No change his priestly office knows ; 
 Unfading is the crown he wears, 
 Ilia jo vs can never reach a close. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 135 
 
 3 Adorn'd with glory from on high, 
 
 Salvation shines upon his face : 
 His robe is of th' ethereal dye ; 
 His steps are dignity and grace. 
 
 4 Inferior honours he disdains, 
 
 Nor stoops to take applause from earth ; 
 The King of kings, himself, maintains 
 Th' expenses of his heavenly birth. 
 
 5 The noblest creature seen below, 
 
 Ordain'd to fill a throne above ; 
 God gives him all he can bestow, 
 His kingdom of eternal love ! 
 
 6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought ! 
 
 Methinks from earth I see him rise ; 
 Angels congratulate his lot, 
 
 And shout him welcome to the skies ! 
 
 B E , 
 
 Hkmn 1S3. L. M. 
 
 Choosing- the better part. 
 
 SET with snares on ev'ry hand, 
 In life's uncertain path I stand: 
 Saviour divine, diffuse thy light, 
 To guide my doubtful footsteps right 
 
 2 Engage this roving treach'rous heart, 
 To fix on Man's better part ; 
 
 To scorn the trifles of a day, 
 
 For joys that none can take away. 
 
 3 Then let the wildest storms arise — 
 Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; 
 IV* o fatal shipwreck shall I fear 
 
 But all my treasures with me bear. 
 
136 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, 
 Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; 
 Secure, when mortal comforts flee. 
 To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 
 
 Hymn 189. C. M. 
 
 Holy Fortitude. — 1 Cor. xvi. 13. 
 A M I a soldier of the cross, 
 A follower of the Lamb 1 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name ! 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies, 
 
 On flow'ry beds of ease ; 
 Though others fought to win the prize, 
 And sail'd through bloody seas 1 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face 1 
 
 Must I not stem the flood 1 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God 1 
 
 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign — 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 
 Shall conquer though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of vict'ry through the skiee, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 137 
 
 Hymn 190. L.M. 
 
 Not ashamed of Christ. 
 JESUS ! and shall it ever be, 
 
 A mortal man asham'd of thee ! 
 Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days 1 
 
 2 Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine, 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be asham'd of noon ; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul 'till he. 
 Bright morning star, bids darkness flee. 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven 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'll boast a Saviour slain ! 
 And O, may this my glory be, 
 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 
 
 Hymn 191. L. M. 
 
 Parting with carnal jo s. 
 T SEND the joys of earth away — 
 Away, ye temptei-s of the mind, 
 False as the smooth deceitful sea, 
 And empty as the whistling wind. 
 
138 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 2 Your streams were floating me along, 
 
 Down to the gulf of black despair ; 
 And whilst I listen 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 treach'rous seas, 
 And bade me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now to the shining realms above 
 
 I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes * 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 192. C. M. 
 
 Old things are passed away. 
 T ET worldly minds the world pursue, 
 -*-^ It has no charms for rne ; 
 Once I admired its trifles too, 
 But grace has set me free. 
 
 2 Its pleasures now no longer please, 
 
 No more content afford; 
 Far from my heart be joys like these, 
 Now I have seen the Lord. 
 
 3 As by the light of op'ning day 
 
 The stars are all conceal'd ; 
 So earthly pleasures fade away, 
 W hen Jesus is reveal'd. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 139 
 
 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, 
 
 I bid them all depart ; 
 His name, and love, and gracious voice, 
 Have fix'd my roving heart. 
 
 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, 
 
 And wholly live to thee ; 
 But may I hope that thou wilt own, 
 A worthless worm like me ] 
 
 6 Yes ! though of sinners I'm the worst, 
 
 I cannot doubt thy will ; 
 For if thou hadst not lov'd me first, 
 I had refus'd thee still. 
 
 Hymn 193. L. M. 
 
 The narrow way. 
 
 "IT 7 HAT thousands never knew the road ! 
 
 What thousands hate it when 'tis known! 
 None but the chosen tribes of God, 
 Will seek or choose it for their own. 
 
 2 A thousand ways in ruin end; 
 
 One only leads to joys on high ; 
 By that my willing steps ascend, 
 Pleas'd with a journey to the sky. 
 
 3 The joy that fades is not for me, 
 
 I seek immortal joys above ; 
 There, glory without end, shall be 
 The bright reward of faith and love. 
 
 Hymn 191. C. M. 
 
 Love (u the creature is dangerous. 
 
 TJ OW vain are all things here below ! 
 
 How false and yet how fair! 
 Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
 And cverv sweet a snare. 
 
140 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 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 ! 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor 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. 
 
 Hymn 195. C. M. 
 
 Pearl of great price. — Matt, xiii 46. 
 "Y"E glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu! 
 
 A nobler choice he mine ; 
 A real prize attracts my view, 
 A treasure all divine. 
 
 2 Be gone, unworthy of my cares, 
 
 Ye specious baits of sense ; 
 Inestimahle worth appears, 
 The pearl of price immense ! 
 
 3 Should earth's vain treasures all depart- 
 
 Of this dear gift possest, 
 I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
 And be for ever blest. 
 
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 4 Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires, 
 Thy love is bliss divine ; 
 Accept the praise that grace inspires, 
 Since I can call thee mine ! 
 
 Hymn 193. III. 1. 
 
 Self examination. 
 'T^IS a point I long to know, 
 
 Oft it causes anxious thought : 
 Do I love the Lord or no? 
 Am I his, or am I not? 
 
 2 If I 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; 
 FilPd 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 that love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me, is it thus with you ? 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 
 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall ; 
 Shoujd I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all 1 
 
142 CHRISTIAN LIFE AM) 
 
 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 1 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymh 197. S. M. 
 
 The Christian's wants. 
 
 TESUS, my strength, my hope, 
 
 On thee I cast my care, 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 And know thou hearest pray'r. 
 
 2 I want a heart to pray, 
 
 To pray and never cease; 
 Never to murmur at thy stay, 
 Or wish my sulf 'rings less. 
 
 3 I want a sober mind, 
 
 A self-renouncing will, 
 That tramples down and casts behind 
 The baits of pleasing ill. 
 
 4 I want a godly fear, 
 
 A quick discerning eye, 
 That looks to thee, when sin is near, 
 And sees the tempter fly. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 143 
 
 5 I want a true regard, 
 
 A single steady aim, 
 (Unmov'd by threatening or reward) 
 To thee and thy great name. 
 
 6 I want a just concern 
 
 For thine immortal praise ; 
 A pure desire that all may learn 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 7 I want, with all my heart, 
 
 Thy pleasure to fulfil ; 
 To know myself, and what thou art, 
 And what 's thy perfect will. 
 
 8 I want, I know not what — 
 
 I want my wants to see ; 
 I want — alas ! what want I not, 
 When thou art not with me 1 
 
 Hymn 198. C. M. 
 
 Watchfulness and prayer. — Matt. xxvi. 41. 
 
 Q GRACIOUS God, in whom I live, 
 
 My feeble efforts aid ! 
 Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
 Though trembling and afraid. 
 
 2 Increase my faith, increase my hope, 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
 3 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, 
 
 Or lure my feet aside, 
 My God, thy pow'rful aid impart — 
 My guardian and my guide. 
 
144 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 4 keep me in thy heav'nly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 
 And let me never, never stray 
 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 Hymn 199. C. M. 
 
 Ood seeth in secret —Matt. vi.6. 
 #~\UR heavenly Father's piercing eye 
 
 Sees through the darkest night ; 
 In deep retirement He is nigh, 
 With heart-discerning sight. 
 
 2 There let that piercing eye survey 
 
 Our duteous homage paid, 
 With every morning's dawning ray, 
 And every evening's shade. 
 
 3 God ! may thy own heavenly fire 
 
 The incense still inflame ; 
 While my warm vows to Thee aspire, 
 Through my ReJeemer's name. 
 
 4 So shall the visits of thy love, 
 
 My soul in secret bless ; 
 So shalt Thou deign in worlds above, 
 Thy suppliant to confess. 
 
 Hymn 200. L. M. 
 
 Life of the soul.— John xiv. 9. 
 YI T HEN sins and fears prevailing rise, 
 And fainting hope almost expires, 
 Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes, 
 
 To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 
 2 Art thou not mine, my loving Lord 1 
 And can my hope, my comfort die, 
 Fix'd on thy everlasting word, 
 
 That word which built the earth and »ky ! 
 
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 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
 
 Then my immortal life is sure; 
 His word a firm foundation gives, 
 Here let me luild and rest secure. 
 
 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell — 
 
 Immoveable the promise stands ; 
 Not all the pow'rs of earth or hell, 
 Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 
 
 5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose, 
 
 If Jesus is for ever mine ; 
 Nor death itself, that last of foes, 
 Shall break an union so divine. 
 
 Hymn 201. S. M. 
 
 Dependence. 
 HTO keep the lamp alive, 
 A With oil we fill the bowl ; 
 *Tis water makes the willow thrive, 
 And grace that feeds the soul. 
 
 2 The Lord's unsparing haud 
 
 Supplies the living stream ; 
 
 It is not at our own command, 
 
 But still deriv'd from him. 
 
 3 Beware of Peter's word, 
 
 Nor confidently say, 
 " I never will deny thee, Lord," 
 But grant I never may ! 
 
 4 Man's wisdom is, to seek 
 
 His strength in God alone ; 
 And e'en an angel would be weak 
 Who trusted in his own. 
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 6 Retreat beneath his wings, 
 And in his grace confide ; 
 This more exalts the King of kings 
 Than all your works beside. 
 
 6 In Jesus is our store ; 
 
 Grace issues from his throne ; 
 Whoever says, "I want no more," 
 Confesses he has none. 
 
 Hymn 202. C. M. 
 
 Praise for Faith. 
 
 QF all the gifts thine hand bestows, 
 
 Thou giver of all good ! 
 
 Not heav'n itself a richer knows, 
 
 Than my Redeemer's blood. 
 
 2 Faith too, the blood receiving grace, 
 
 From the same hand we gain ; 
 Else sweetly, as it suits our case, 
 That gift had been in vain. 
 
 3 Till thou thy teaching pow'r apply, 
 
 Our hearts refuse to see, 
 And weak, as a distemper'd eye, 
 Shut out the view of thee. 
 
 4 Blind to the merits of thy Son, 
 
 What mis'ry we endure ! 
 Yet fly that hand, from which alone, 
 We could expect a cure. 
 
 5 We praise thee, and would praise thee more : 
 
 To thee our all we owe ; 
 The precious Saviour, and the pow'r 
 That makes him precious, too. 
 
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 Hymn 203. L. M. 
 
 The ttruuglt between Faith and Unbelief— Mark ix.34 
 
 JESUS, our soul's delightful choice, 
 
 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 O let not sin and Satan boast, 
 
 While saints lie mourning in the dust ; 
 
 Nor see that faith to ruin brought, 
 
 Which thy own gracious hand hath wrought. 
 
 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame ; 
 Reveal the glories of thy name ; 
 And put all anxious doubts to flight, 
 As shades dispers'd by opening light. 
 
 Hymn 204. III. 1. 
 
 Tempted — but flying to Christ the Refuge. 
 TESUS, lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the raging billows roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high, 
 Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 
 Till the storm of life is past : 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 O receive my soul at last. 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee ! 
 
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 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me : 
 All my trust on thee is stay d ; 
 
 All my help from thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, Christ, art all I want- 
 
 All in all 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 stream? abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within: 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 •Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 Hymn 205. III. 5. 
 
 The Grave ; or. Christ a guide through death to glory. 
 {"^.UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
 
 Pilgrim through this barren land; 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing waters flow ; 
 
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 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through : 
 Strong deliverer, 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 208. C. M. 
 
 Jehovah our righ'eousness. — Jer. xxiii.6. 
 Til Y God, how perfect are thy ways ! 
 
 But mine polluted are ; 
 Sin twines itself about my praise, 
 And slides into my pr.iy'r. 
 
 2 If I would speak what thou hast done 
 
 To save me from my sin, 
 I cannot make thy mercies known, 
 But self-applause creeps in. 
 
 3 Divine desire, that holy flame, 
 
 Thy grace creates in me ; 
 
 Alas ! impatience is its name, 
 
 When it returns to thee. 
 
 4 This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts, 
 
 How does it overflow ; 
 While self upon the surface floats, 
 Still bubbling from below. 
 
 5 Let others in the gaudy dress 
 
 Of fancied merit shine ; 
 The Lord shall be my riehteousness, 
 The Lord for ever mine. 
 
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 Hymn 207. C, M. 
 
 Waiting Faith. 
 HPHE saints should never be dismay d 
 
 Nor sink in hopeless fear ; 
 For when they least expect his aid, 
 The Saviour will appear. 
 
 2 Blest proofs of pow'r and grace divine 
 
 Are taught us in his word ! 
 May ev'ry deep felt care of mine 
 Be trusted with the Lord. 
 
 3 Wait for his seasonable aid, 
 
 And though it tarry, wait : 
 The promise may be long delay'd, 
 But cannot come too late. 
 
 Hymn 208. I, M. 
 
 The Christian"* race. 
 A WAKE our souls, away our fears, 
 
 Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone ; 
 Awake, and run the heav'nly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, tis a strait and thorny road, 
 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 
 That feeds the strength of ev'ry saint. 
 
 3 The mighty (rod. whose matchless pow'r 
 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 And firm endures while endless years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 
 
 Our souls shall drink .i fresh supply, 
 
 While such a* trust their native strength 
 
 $hall melt away, and droop and die. 
 
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 Swift as an eagle cuts the air 
 
 We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road. 
 
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 Hymn 209. III. 2. 
 
 That Rock was Christ. 
 OCK of ages ! cleft for me, 
 
 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 mine eye-lids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne, — 
 Rock of ages ! cleft ftr me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee ! 
 
 Hymn 210. L. M. 
 
 Living to Christ.— Phil. i. 21. 
 T ET thoughtless thousands choose the road 
 
 That leads the soul away from God ; 
 This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, 
 To live and die entirely thine. 
 
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 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 will my ev'ry want supply, 
 In time, and through 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. 
 
 5 Soon will the saints in glory meet ; 
 Soon walk through ev'ry golden street; 
 And sing on ev'ry blissful plain, 
 
 To live is Christ, to die is gain. 
 
 Hymn 211. C. M. 
 
 Holy zeal and diligence. 
 Y\ T HILE carnal men, with all their might, 
 
 Earth's vanities pursue, 
 How slow th' advances which I make, 
 With heav'n itself in view ! 
 
 2 Inspire my soul with holy zeal; 
 
 Great God, my love inflame ; 
 Religion, without zeal and love, 
 Is but an empty name. 
 
 3 To gain the top of Zion's hill, 
 
 May I with fervour strive ; 
 And all these pow'rs employ for thee, 
 Which I from thee derive 1 
 
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 Hymn 212. III. 3. 
 
 Ehenezer.— 1 Sam. vii. 12- 
 CAVIOUR, source of every blessing, 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 2 Teach me some melodious measure 
 
 Sung by raptur'd saints above ; 
 Fill my soul with sacred pleasure 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand' ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to save my soul from danger, 
 Interpos'd his precious blood. 
 
 4 O, to grace how great a debtor, 
 
 Daily I'm constrain'd to be ! 
 Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee. 
 
 5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love ; 
 Here's my heart, take and seal it ; 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 Hymn 213. C. M. 
 
 The Leper.— Matt. viii. 2, 3. 
 OFT as the leper's case I read, 
 
 My own describ'd I feel ; 
 Sin is a leprosy indeed, 
 
 Which none but Christ can heal. 
 2 Awhile I would have pass'd for well, 
 And strove my spots to hide ; 
 Till it broke out incurable, 
 Too plain to be denied. 
 
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 3 Then from the saints I sought to flee, 
 
 And dreaded to be seen ; 
 I thought they all would point at me 
 And cry, " Unclean, unclean !" 
 
 4 What anguish did my soul endure, 
 
 Till hope and patience ceas'd .' 
 The more I strove myself to cure, 
 The more the plague increas'd. 
 
 5 While thus T lay distress'd, I saw 
 
 The Saviour passing by ; 
 To him, though fill'd with shame and awe, 
 I rais'd my mournful cry. 
 
 6 Lord, thou canst heal me if thou wilt, 
 
 For thou canst all things do : 
 O cleanse my leprous soul from guilt, 
 My filthy heart renew ! 
 
 7 He heard, and with a gracious look, 
 
 Pronounc'd the healing word; 
 " I will ; be clean :" and while he spoke, 
 I felt my health restor'd. 
 
 8 Come, lepers, seize the present hour, 
 
 The Saviour's grace to prove; 
 He can relieve, for he is pow'r ; 
 He wilt, for he is love. 
 
 Hymn 214. C. M. 
 
 Perplexity relieved. 
 
 TJNCERTAIN how the way to rind, 
 
 Which to salvation led ; 
 I listen'd long, with anxious mind, 
 To hear what others said. 
 
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 2 When some of joys and comforts told 
 
 I fear'd that I was wrong ; 
 
 For I was stupid, dead and cold, 
 
 Had neither joy nor song. 
 
 3 The Lord my lab'ring heart reliev'd, 
 
 And made my burden light ; 
 Then for a moment I believ'd, 
 Supposing all was right. 
 
 4 Of fierce temptations others talk'd, 
 
 Of anguish and dismay ; 
 Through what distresses they had walk'd, 
 Before they found the way. 
 
 5 Ah ! then I thought my hopes were vain, 
 
 For I had liv'd at ease ! 
 I wish'd for all my fears again, 
 To make me more like these. 
 
 6 I had my wish : the Lord disclos'd 
 
 The evils of my heart, 
 And left my naked soul expos'd 
 To Satan's fiery dart. 
 
 7 Alas ! " I now must give it up," 
 
 I cried in deep despair; 
 How could I dream of dawning hope, 
 From what I cannot bear! 
 
 8 Again my Saviour brought me aid, 
 
 And when he set me free, 
 " Trust simply on my word." he said, 
 " And leave the rest to me." 
 
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 Hymn 215. L. M. 
 
 Recollections of first lore 
 
 f\ WHERE is now that glowing love, 
 
 That marked our union with the Lord ? 
 Our hearts were fixed on things above, 
 Nor could the world a joy afford. 
 
 2 Where is the zeal that led us then 
 
 To make our Saviour's glory known , 
 That freed us from the fear of men, 
 And kept our eye on Him alone? 
 
 3 Where are the happy seasons spent 
 
 In fellowship with Him we lov'd — 
 The sacred joy, the sweet content, 
 The blessedness that then we proved. 
 
 4 Behold, again we turn to thee; 
 
 O cast us not away, though vile ! 
 No peace we have no joy we see, 
 O Lord our God, but in thy smil 
 
 Hymn 216. L. M. 
 
 Following C/irist. 
 
 TESUS, my all, to heav'n is gone, 
 He whom I tix my hopes upon ; 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 The way that leads from banishment, 
 The King's highway of holiness, 
 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 No stranger may proceed therein, 
 No lover of the world and sin ; 
 No lion, no devouring care, 
 
 No sin nor sorrow shall be there. 
 
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 4 This is the way I long had sought, 
 And mourn'd because I found it not ; 
 My grief a burden long had been, 
 Opprest with unbelief and sin. 
 
 5 The more I strove against their pow'r 
 I sinn'd and stumbled but the more, 
 Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
 
 " Come hither, soul, I am the way." 
 
 6 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shalt take me to thee as I am : 
 Nothing but sin I thee can give — 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 7 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And say, Behold the way to God ! 
 
 Hymn 217. L. M. 
 
 J\Iy soul thirst eth for Ood. 
 J THIRST, but not as once I did, 
 
 The vain delights of earth to share ; 
 Thywounds Immanuel, all forbid 
 
 That I should seek my pleasure there. 
 
 2 It was the sight of thy dear cross 
 
 First wean'd my soul from earthly things, 
 And taught me to esteem as dross 
 
 The mirth of fools and pomp of kings. 
 
 3 I want that grace that springs from thee, 
 
 That quickens all things where it flows; 
 And makes a wretched thorn like me, 
 Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose. 
 
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 4 Dear fountain of delight unknown, 
 
 No longer sink below the brim ; 
 But overflow and pour me down 
 A living and life-giving stream. 
 
 5 For sure, of all the plants that share 
 
 The notice of thy Father's eye, 
 None proves less grateful to his care, 
 Or yields him meaner fruit than I. 
 Hymn 218. C. M. 
 
 Living to Christ. 
 r\H, could I find from day to day, 
 
 A nearness to my Lord : 
 Then while my hours glide swift away, 
 I'd lean upon his word. 
 
 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live 
 
 Anew from day to day, 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 O Jesus, come and rule my heart, 
 
 And make me wholly thine, 
 That I may never more depart 
 Nor grieve thy love divine. 
 
 4 Thus till my last expiring breath, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
 And when my flesh dissolves in death, 
 My soul shall love thee more. 
 
 Hymn 219. CM. 
 
 Walking with God. 
 r\ FOR a closer walk with God, 
 ^ A calm and heav'nly frame ; 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb ? 
 
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 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ! 
 Where is the soul refreshing \ie\v 
 Of Jesus and his word ! 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ! 
 
 How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, 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 thy 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 220. III. 1. 
 
 Happiness. 
 
 TTAPPINESS, thou lovely name ! 
 
 Where 's thy seat, O tell me where 1 
 Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame, 
 
 All cry out, " It is not there." 
 Not the wisdom of the wise, 
 Can inform me where it lies : 
 Not the grandeur of the great, 
 Can the bliss I seek create. 
 
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 2 Object of my first desire, 
 
 Jesus, crucified for me ! 
 All to happiness aspire, 
 
 Only to be found in thee: 
 Thee to praise, and thee to know, 
 Constitute our bliss below ! 
 Thee to see, and thee to love, 
 Constitute our bliss above. 
 
 3 Lord, it is not life to live, 
 
 If thy presence thou deny : 
 Lord, if thou thy presence give, 
 
 'Tis no longer death to die : 
 Source and giver of repose, 
 Singly from thy smile it flows : 
 Peace and happiness are thine, 
 Mine they are, if thou art mine. 
 
 4 Whilst I feel thy love to me, 
 
 Every object teems with joy ; 
 Here, may I walk with thee, 
 
 Then into thy presence die ! 
 Let me but thyself possess, 
 Total sum of happiness ! 
 Real bliss I then shall prove ; 
 Heaven below and heaven above. 
 
 Hymn 221. C. M. 
 
 Remember me. 
 
 f\ THOU from whom all goodness flowi, 
 
 I lift my heart to thee ; 
 
 In all my trials, conflicts, woes, 
 
 Dear Lord, remember me. 
 
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 2 When groaning on my burden'd heart 
 
 My sins lie heavily, 
 My pardon speak, new peace impart, 
 In love remember me. 
 
 3 Temptations sore obstruct my way, 
 
 And ills I cannot flee ; 
 O give me strength, Lord, as my day, 
 For good remember me. 
 
 4 If on my face for thy dear name, 
 
 Shame and reproaches be, 
 I'll hail reproach, and welcome shame, 
 If thou remember me. 
 
 5 The hour is near, consign'd to death, 
 
 I own the just decree ; 
 Saviour, with my last parting breath, 
 I'll cry, " remember me." 
 
 Hymn 222. III. 1. 
 
 Lovest thou vie? — John xxi. 16. 
 
 XT ARK, my soul ! it is the Lord — 
 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : 
 " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me 1 
 
 2 " I deliver'd thee when bound, 
 
 And when wounded heal'd thy wound : 
 Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
 Turn'd thy darkness into light. 
 
 3 " Can a woman's tender care 
 Cease toward the child she bare 1 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet will I remember thee, 
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 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above ; 
 Beeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done -, 
 Partner of my throne shall be ; 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me 1" 
 
 8 Lord, it is rny chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet 1 luve thee and adore ; 
 Oh for grace to love thee more ! 
 
 Hymn 223. S. M. 
 
 The love, nf Je3us. 
 
 TVJY Jesus thou hast taught 
 
 This heart to love but thee ; 
 The sweetest joys below are fraught 
 With emptiness to me. 
 
 2 If sorrow shades my eyes, 
 
 It is when thou art fled ; 
 Deep in the dust my spirit lies, 
 And mourns its comforts dead. 
 
 3 The world has lost its power 
 
 To soothe this inward pain ; 
 To me it is a faded flower, 
 That cannot bloom again. 
 
 4 But when thy smile appears, 
 
 To chase my gloom away, 
 How bursts my song ! how sink my fears : 
 My night is turn'd to day. 
 
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 > Then, Lord, no more permit 
 This heart from thee to rove ; 
 O that I might for ever sit 
 At thy dear feet, and love. 
 
 Hymn 224 C. M. 
 
 The reign of Grace. 
 
 TTAPPY the heart, where graces reign, 
 
 Where love inspires the breast ! 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 And perfects all the rest. 
 \ Knowledge, alas, 'tis all in vain, 
 And all in vain our fear : 
 Our stubborn sins will light and reign, 
 If love be absent there. 
 I 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 uliss. 
 r When join'd to that harmonious throng 
 That fills the choirs above, 
 Then shall we tune our golden harps, 
 And ev'ry note be love. 
 
 Hymn 225. C. M. 
 
 Ckief among Ten Thousand; or. The Excellencies of 
 Christ— Cant. v. 10—16. 
 HPO Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue 
 
 Its noblest tribute bring : 
 When he 's the subject of the song, 
 Who can refuse to sing 1 
 \ Survey the beauties of his face, 
 And on his glories dwell ; 
 Think of the wonders of his grace, 
 And all hie triumphs telL 
 
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 3 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, 
 
 He 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 ray God, 
 And makes ray joys complete. 
 
 6 Since from his bounty I receive 
 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
 Lord, they should all be thine ! 
 
 Hymn 226. III. 3. 
 
 Love Divine. 
 
 I" OVE divine, all loves excelling, 
 
 Joy of heav'n to earth come down ; 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 
 All thy faithful mercies crown. 
 
 2 Jesus ; thou art all compassion, 
 
 Pure unbounded love thou art ; 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 
 
 3 Breathe, oh, breathe thy loving spirit, 
 
 Into ev'ry troubled breast ! 
 Let us all in thee inherit, 
 Let us find thy promis'd rest. 
 
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 4 Take away the love of sinning, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away ; 
 End the work of thy beginning, 
 Bring us to eternal day. 
 
 5 Carry on thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and holy may we be ; 
 
 Let us see our whole salvation, 
 
 Perfectly secur'd by thee ; 
 
 6 Change from glory into glory, 
 
 'Till in heaven we take our place ; 
 'Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 Lost in wonder, love and praise. 
 
 Hymn 227. C. M. 
 
 Christian Love.— Gal. iii. 28. 
 TTAIL, everlasting Prince of peace ! 
 
 Hail, Governor divine ! 
 How gracious is thy sceptre's sway, 
 What gentle laws are thine ! 
 
 2 Thy tender heart with love o'erfiowed, 
 
 Love spoke in every breath ; 
 Vigorous it reigri'd through all thy life, 
 And triumphed in thy death. 
 
 3 All these united charms how strong 
 
 Our stubborn hearts to move ! 
 And this the proof of love to thee, 
 " That we each other love." 
 
 4 O be the sacred law fulfilled 
 
 In every act and thought : 
 Each angry passion far removed, 
 Each selfish view forgot. 
 
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 5 Be all our hearts dilated wide 
 By our Redeemer's grace, 
 And in one grasp of fervent love, 
 His followers all embrace. 
 
 Hymn 228. S. M. 
 
 Christian Love —Gal. iii. 28. 
 I" ET party names no more 
 
 The Christian world o'erspread : 
 Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
 Are one in Christ, their head. 
 
 2 Among the saints on earth 
 
 Let mutual love abound : 
 
 Heirs of the same inheritance 
 
 Should be in union found. 
 
 3 Let envy, child of hell, 
 
 Be banish'd from our sight : 
 Those should in strictest friendship dwell, 
 Who in the Lord delight. 
 
 4 Then will the church below, 
 
 Resemble that above ; 
 Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
 And every heart is love. 
 
 Hymn 229. C. M. 
 
 Brotherly love.— Psalm CXZZlii. 1. 
 "L-IOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight 
 
 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 
 
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 3 Free us from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 Our wishes fix above ; 
 
 May each a brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 Hymn 230. L. M. 
 
 Holiness and grace.— Tit. ii. 10—13. 
 QO let our lips and lives express 
 The holy Gospel we profess ; 
 So let our works and virtue shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honours of our Saviour, God, 
 When his salvation reigns within, 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense mu?t be denied, 
 Passion and envy, lust and pride; 
 Whilst justice, temp'rance, truth and love, 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
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 Hymn 231. II. 1. 
 
 Walking rcith God. 
 DE it my only wisdom here, 
 
 To serve the Lord with filial fear, 
 With loving- gratitude ; 
 Superior sense may I display, 
 By shunning every evil way, 
 And walking in the good. 
 2 may I still from sin depart ; 
 A wise and understanding heart, 
 
 Jesus, to me be given ! 
 And let me through thy Spirit know, 
 To glorify my God below, 
 And find my way to heaven. 
 
 Hymn 232. S. M. 
 
 Duties. 
 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 -^ A God to glorify ; 
 A never dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky ; 
 
 2 To serve the present age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil : 
 O may it all my pow'rs engage 
 To do my master's will; 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live, 
 And 0, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
 A strict account to give ; 
 
 4 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyself rely ; 
 Assur'd if I my trust betray, 
 I shall for ever die. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 169 
 
 Hymn 233. C. M. 
 
 Desires after Holiness. 
 C\ FOR a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free ; 
 A heart that always feels thy blood 
 So freely spilt for me. 
 
 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 A heart in every thought renew'd, 
 
 And full of grace divine, 
 Perfect and right, and pure and good — 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, best name of love. 
 
 Hymn 234. III. 1. 
 
 Living to Christ. 
 WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be 
 
 Perfectly resign'd to thee ] 
 Poor and vile in my own eyes ; 
 Only in thy wisdom wise. 
 
 2 Only thee content to know, 
 Ignorant of all below ; 
 Only guided by thy light, 
 Only mighty in thy might. 
 
 3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
 Let him as he lisleth blow ; 
 Let the manner be unknown, 
 So I may with thee be one. 
 
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 4 Fully in my life express 
 All the heights of holiness; 
 Sweetly let my spirit prove 
 All the depths of humble love. 
 
 Hymn 235. L. M. 
 
 Hatred of sin. 
 XT AD I a throne above the rest, 
 
 Where angels and arch-angels dwell, 
 One sin, unslain, within my breast, 
 
 Would make that heav'n as dark as hell. 
 
 2 The pris'ner sent to breathe fresh air, 
 
 And blest with liberty again, 
 Would mourn, were he condemn'd to wear 
 One link of all his former chain. 
 
 3 But ! no foe invades the bliss, 
 
 When glory crowns the christian's head ; 
 One view of Jesus as he is, 
 
 Will strike all sin for ever dead. 
 
 Hymn 236. II. 1. 
 
 Blessed ishetckose. iniquity is fjrgiven.—Psa.\m xxxii. 1. 
 TJf OW blest is he, whom God forgives, 
 The man who by his favour lives, 
 And hopes to see his face ; 
 The child of God by heav'nly birth, 
 He scorns the highest place on earth, 
 For yonder higher place. 
 2 The God he serves, is God alone, 
 He fills yon bright, eternal throne, 
 
 The power and kingdom his; 
 He rules, he reigns with sov' reign sway, 
 And they who will not, must obey : 
 His arm almighty is. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 171 
 
 3 When he forgives, then peace ia felt, 
 The peace that cannot dwell with guilt, 
 
 The sacred peace of God ; 
 And hope, that lifts the soul on high, 
 That points to yonder world of joy, 
 
 And lightens every load. 
 
 4 How blest is he whom God forgives ; 
 The man who by his favour lives, 
 
 In hope already blest ; 
 But O what joys await him there, 
 Where, saved from sin, from toil, from fear, 
 
 He gains his heav'nly rest ! 
 
 Hymn 237. L. M. 
 
 Hope in darkness. 
 
 C\ GOD, my Sun, thy blissful rays 
 
 Can warm, rejoice, and guide my heart ! 
 How dark, how mournful are my days, 
 If thy enliv 'ning beams depart ! 
 
 2 Scarce through the shades a glimpse of day, 
 Appears to these desiring eyes ! 
 
 But shall my drooping spirit say, 
 The cheerful morn will never rise 1 
 
 3 O let me not despairing mourn, 
 Though gloomy darkness spreads the sky : 
 My glorious sun will yet return, 
 
 And night with all its horrors fly. 
 
 4 0, for the bright, the joyful day, 
 When hope shall in fruition die ! 
 So tapers lose their feeble ray 
 Beneath the sun's refulgent eye. 
 
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 172 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 Hymn 238. CM. 
 
 Lively hope and gracious fear. 
 T WAS a grov'ling creature once, 
 
 And basely cleav'd to earth ; 
 I wanted spirit to renounce 
 The clod that gave me birth. 
 
 2 But God hath breath'd upon a worm, 
 
 And sent me, from above, 
 Wings, such as clothe an angel's form, 
 The wings of joy and love. 
 
 3 With these to Pisgah's top I fly, 
 
 And there delighted stand, 
 
 To view, beneath a shining sky, 
 
 The spacious promis'd land. 
 
 4 The Lord of all the vast domain, 
 
 Has promis'd it to me ; 
 The length and breadth of all the plain, 
 As far as faith can see. 
 
 5 How glorious is my privilege ! 
 
 To thee for help I call ; 
 I stand upon a mountain's edge, 
 O save me, lest I fall ! 
 
 6 Though much exalted in the Lord, 
 
 My strength is not my own: 
 Then let me tremble at his word, 
 And none shall cast me down. 
 
 Hymn 239. L. M. 
 
 Zion's Traveller. 
 A S when a weary trav'ller gains 
 "*^- The height of some o'er looking hill, 
 His heart revives, if, cross the plains, 
 He eyes his home, though distant still. 
 
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 EXPERIENCE. 173 
 
 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. 
 
 'Tis there with Jesus he's to dwell, 
 To spend an everlasting day ; 
 There shall he bid his cares farewell, 
 For he shall wipe his tears away. 
 
 Hymn 240. 
 
 Rest in heaven. 
 ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise, from transitory things, 
 
 Tow'rds heav'n, thy destin'd place : 
 Sun and moon, and stars decay, 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn, 
 
 Press onward to the prize : 
 Soon thy Saviour will return, 
 
 To take thee to the skies : 
 There, is everlasting peace, 
 
 Rest, enduring rest, in heav'n : 
 There, will sorrow ever cease, 
 
 And crowns of joy be giv'n. 
 
 Hymn 241. C. M. 
 
 Resignation. 
 7VTY God, my Father ! blissful name ! 
 
 O may I call thee mine! 
 May I, with sweet assurance, claim 
 A portion so divine ! 
 
174 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND 
 
 2 This can my every fear control, 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly ; 
 What harm can ever reach my soul 
 Beneath my Father's eye. 
 
 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, 
 
 I calmly would resign ; 
 For thou art good, and just, and wise : 
 
 bend my will to thine. 
 
 4 If pain and sorrow rend this frame, 
 
 And life almost depart; 
 Is not thy mercy still the same, 
 To cheer my drooping heart ? 
 
 5 Thy sov'reign ways are all unknown 
 
 To my weak, erring sight ; 
 Yet let my soul, adoring, own 
 That all thy ways are right. 
 
 Hymn 242. C. M. 
 
 Resignation. 
 
 gUBMISSIVE to thy will, my God, 
 
 I all to thee resign, 
 And bow before thy chast'ning rod ; 
 
 1 mourn, but not repine. 
 
 2 Why should my foolish heart complain, 
 
 Where wisdom, truth, and love, 
 Direct the stroke, inflict the pain, 
 And point to rest above 1 
 
 3 How short are all my sufFrings here, 
 
 How needful ev'ry cross ! 
 
 Avaunt, thou unbelieving fear, 
 
 Nor call my gain my loss. 
 
EXPERIENCE. 175 
 
 4 Then give, dear Lord, or take away, 
 I'll bless thy sacred name ; 
 My Jesus, yesterday, to-day, 
 For ever is the same. 
 
 Hymn 243. L. M. 
 
 Trust in Christ under affliction.— Halt, xi. 28—30 
 INTERNAL beam of light divine, 
 The source of inexhausted love, 
 In whom the Father's glories shine, 
 
 Through earth beneath, and heav'n above! 
 
 2 Jesus ! the weary wanderer's rest ! 
 
 Give me thy easy yoke to bear; 
 With steadfast patience arm my breast, 
 With spotless love, and lowly fear. 
 
 3 Affliction's cup I take from Thee, 
 
 In deep submission to thy will; 
 Though bitter to the taste it be. 
 My soul shall find it precious still. 
 
 4 Be thou, my meek instructor, nigh : 
 
 So shall each murmuring thought be gone ; 
 And grief, and fear, and care shall fly, 
 As clouds before the mid-day sun. 
 
 Hymn 244. C. M. 
 
 Submission.— Heb. xii. 7. 
 "TIEAR 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 
 Whose love forbids my fears 1 
 Or tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears 1 
 
176 CHRISTIAN LIFE, &C. 
 
 3 No — let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize to thee, 
 Who never hast a good withheld, 
 Nor wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 
 
 Thou art engag'd to grant: 
 What else I want, or think I do, 
 'Tis better still to want. 
 
 Hymn 245. L. M. 
 
 Trials the Christian's lot. — Dent. viii. 2. 
 r f ^HROUGH 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. 
 
 2 Temptations every where annoy, 
 
 And sins and snares my peace destroy ; 
 My earthly joys are from me torn, 
 And oft an absent God I mourn. 
 
 3 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, 
 Which leads us to the mount of God ? 
 Are these the toils thy people know, 
 While in the wilderness below 1 
 
 4 '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. 
 
 Hymn 246. C. M. 
 
 Contentment. 
 "P ATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 
 Thy sov'reign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace 
 Let this petition rise. 
 
DEATH, JUDGMENT, &C. 177 
 
 Give me a calm and thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 
 And make me live to thee. 
 Let the sweet hope that thou art mfn« 
 
 My life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 
 And crown my journey's end. 
 
 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AJYD 
 ETERNITY. 
 
 Hymn 247. II. 1. 
 
 Time and Eternity. — Psalm xxxix. 4, 5- 
 |" ! on a narrow neck of land, 
 
 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
 Yet how insensible. ! 
 A point of time, a moment's space, 
 Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
 Or shuts me up in hell ! 
 
 2 O God, my inmost soul convert, 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me, ere it be too late, 
 
 By free and sov'reign grace. 
 
 3 Before me place, in bright array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day, 
 
 When thou in clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
 O tell me, Lord — shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom 1 
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178 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 4 Be this my one great business here, 
 With holy joy, and holy fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure ! 
 Assist, Lord, a feeble worm, 
 Then shall I all thy will perform, 
 
 And to tho end endure ! 
 
 Hymn 243. CM. 
 
 Eternity. 
 
 QREAT God ! on what a slender thread 
 
 Hang everlasting things ! 
 Th' eternal state of all the dead 
 Upon life's feeble strings. 
 
 2 Infinite joy, or endless wo, 
 
 Attends on ev'ry breath ; 
 And yet how unconcern'd we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 3 Waken, Lord, our drowsy sense, 
 
 To walk this dangerous road ; 
 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 
 May they be found with God ! 
 
 Hymn 249. L. M. 
 
 Christ's presence makes death easy. 
 TyHY should we start and fear to die ! 
 
 What tim'rous worms we mortals are, 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Still we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
ETERNITY. 179 
 
 3 ! if my Lord would come and meet, 
 
 My soul should stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 
 
 4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there 
 
 Hymn 250. C. M. 
 
 Let thy presence go with me. 
 
 ~T>EATH cannot make my soul afraid, 
 
 If God be with me there ; 
 Soft is the passage through the shade, 
 And all the prospect fair. 
 
 2 Jesus, the vision of thy face 
 
 Hath overpow'ring charms : 
 Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, 
 If Christ be in my arms. 
 
 3 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never with'ring flow'rs : 
 Death, like a narrow stream divides 
 The heav'nly land from ours. 
 
 4 Bright fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
 
 Stand dress'd in living green : 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
 5 0, could I make my fears remove, 
 
 These gloomy fears that rise ; 
 And see the Canaan which I love, 
 With faith's illumin'd eyes! 
 
180 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 6 Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms, 
 I would forgot to breathe, 
 And lose my life amidst the charms 
 Of so divine a death. 
 
 Hymn 251. 
 
 The dying Christian. 
 
 "l^ITAL spark of heav'nly flame, 
 
 Quit, oh quit this mortal frame ; 
 Trembling, hoping, ling' ring, flying; 
 Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying : 
 Cease fond nature, cease thy strife, 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
 2 Hark, they whisper ! angels say, 
 " Sister spirit, come away ;" 
 What is this absorbs me quite, 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight ; 
 Drowns my spirit, draws my breath I 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ] 
 
 3 The world recedes, it disappears ; 
 Heav'n opens on my eyes ; my ears 
 
 With sounds seraphic, ring ; 
 Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly 
 O grave, where is thy victory ? 
 
 death where is thy sting ] 
 
 Hymn 252. C. M. 
 
 The dead who die in the Lord. 
 TN vain our fancy strives to paint 
 
 The moment after death, 
 The glories that surround the saint, 
 
 When he resigns his breath. 
 
ETERNITY. 181 
 
 2 One gentle si^h his fetters breaks ; 
 
 We scarce can say, " He's gone," 
 Before the willing spirit takes 
 Her 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 their 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. 
 
 Hymn 253. C. M. 
 
 A funeral thought. 
 
 XT ARK ! from the tombs a mournful sound ; 
 
 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 1 
 Still walking downward to the tomb, 
 And yet prepar'd no more 1 
 
182 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, 
 To tit our souls to fly ; 
 Then when we drop this dying flesh, 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
 Hymn 254. C. M. 
 
 Death and Eternity. 
 CTOOP down, my thoughts that us'd to rise, 
 
 Converse awhile with death ; 
 Think how a gasping mortal lies 
 And pants away his breath. 
 
 2 His quiv'ring lip hangs feebly down, 
 
 His pulse is faint and few, 
 Then speechless, u ith a doleful groan, 
 He bids the world adieu. 
 
 3 But, 0, the soul that never dies ! 
 
 At once it leaves the clay ! 
 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 ? 
 
 And must this soul remove ? 
 O ! for some guardian angel nigh, 
 To bear it salt above. 
 
 6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand 
 
 My naked soui I trust ; 
 My flesh shall wait for thy command, 
 And drop into my dust. 
 
ETERrilTY. 183 
 
 Kymn 255. S. M. 
 
 Support in death. — Psalm xxiii. 4. 
 JJEHOLD the gloomy vale 
 
 Which thou, my soul, must tread, 
 Beset with terrors fierce and pale. 
 That leads thee to the dead. 
 
 2 Where death and darkness reigns, 
 
 Jehovah is my stay ; 
 His rod my trembling feet sustains— 
 His staff defends my way. 
 
 3 Dear shepherd, lead me on; 
 
 My soul disdains to fear ; 
 Death's gloomy phantoms all are flown 
 Now life's great Lord is near. 
 
 Hymn 256. C. M. 
 
 At the funeral of a young person. 
 TT^HEN blooming youth is snatch'd away 
 
 By death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Which pity must demand. 
 *i While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 O may this truth, imprest 
 With awful pow'r — I too must die — 
 Sink, deep in ev'ry breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world engage no more ; 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour ; 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4 The voice of this alarming seen© 
 
 May every heart obey ; 
 Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
184 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 5 O may we fly, to Jesus fly ! 
 
 Whose pow'rful arm can save ; 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 6 Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart, 
 
 With cleansing, healing power; 
 This only can prepare the heart, 
 For death's surprising hour 
 
 Hymn 257. IV. 2. 
 
 Death of a Sister. — Rev. xiv. 13. 
 yji IS finish'd ! the conflict is past, 
 The heaven-born spirit is fled ; 
 Her wish is accomplish'd at last, 
 
 And now she 's entomb'd with the dead. 
 
 2 No sickness, or sorrow, or pain, 
 
 Shall ever disquiet her now ; 
 For death to her spirit was gain, 
 
 Since Christ was her life when below. 
 
 3 Her soul has now taken its flight 
 
 To mansions of glory above, 
 To mingle with angels of light, 
 And dwell in the kingdom of love. 
 
 4 Then let us forbear to complain, 
 
 That she is now gone from our sight ; 
 We soon shall behold her again, 
 With new and redoubled delight. 
 
 Hymn 258. L. M. 
 
 " Let me die the death of the righteous." 
 TTOW blest the righteous when he dies ! 
 ■*-*■ When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 
 
ETERNITY. 185 
 
 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 unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! 
 How bright th' unchanging morn appears ! 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 
 
 5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 
 Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
 While heav'n and earth combine to say, 
 " How blest the righteous when he dies." 
 
 Hymn 259. L. M. 
 
 The day of the Lord. 
 /^.OD with one piercing glance looks through 
 
 Creation's wide extended frame ; 
 The past and future in his view, 
 And days and ages are the same. 
 
 2 Sinners who dare provoke his face, 
 
 Who on his patience long presume, 
 And trifle out his day of grace, 
 Will find he has a day of doom. 
 
 3 Hark ! from the sky, the trump proclaims 
 
 Jesus the Judge approaching nigh ! 
 See, the creation wrapt in flames, 
 First kindled by his vengeful eye ! 
 
186 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 4 When thus the mountains melt like wax — 
 
 When earth, and air, and sea, shall burn; 
 When all the frame of nature breaks, 
 Poor sinner, whither wilt thou turn ? 
 
 5 Lord, fix our hearts and hopes above ! 
 
 Since all below to ruin tends : 
 Here may we trust, obey, and love, 
 
 And there be found amongst thy friend*. 
 
 Hymn 260. 
 
 The Second Mvcnt. 
 X-l E comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe 
 The seventh trumpet speaks him near, 
 His lightnings flash, his thunders roll, 
 He 's welcome to the faithful soul. 
 
 Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, 
 Welcome to the faithful soul. 
 
 2 From heav'n angelic voices sound, 
 See the Almighty Jesus crown'd ! 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face! 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Descending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own : 
 The kingdoms ail obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord ! 
 Hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him, 
 Hail him, their triumphant Lord ! 
 
 4 Shout all the people of the sky, 
 And all the saints of the Most High : 
 Our God, who now his right, obtains, 
 For ever and for ever reigns : 
 
 Ever, ever, ever, ever, 
 
 Ever, and for ever reigns. 
 
ETERNITY. 187 
 
 5 The Father praise, the Son adore, 
 The Spirit bless for evermore : 
 Salvation's glorious work is done, 
 We welcome Thee, great Three in One ! 
 Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, 
 Welcome Thee, great Three in One. 
 
 Hymn 261. III. 5. 
 
 The samr.. 
 T O ! he comes with clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favour 'd sinners slain ! 
 Thousand, thousand saints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train: 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 God appears on earth again ! 
 
 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, 
 
 Rob'd in dreadful majesty; 
 Those who set at nought, and sold him, 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 3 The dear tokens of his passion, 
 
 Still his dazzling body bears, 
 Cause of endless exultation, 
 To his ransom'd worshippers : 
 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars I 
 
 4 Yea, amen, let all adore thee. 
 
 High on thine eternal throne ; 
 Saviour, take the pow'r and glory, 
 Claim the kingdoms for thine own, 
 
 Jah, Jehovah ! 
 Everlasting Uoti, come down ! 
 
188 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 Hym* 262. [II. 5. 
 
 Doom of the wicked. Luke xiii. 28. 
 GEE th' Eternal Judge descending — 
 
 View him seated on his throne ! 
 Now, poor sinner, now lamenting, 
 Stand and hear thy awful doom — 
 
 Trumpets call thee ! 
 Stand and hear thy awful doom. 
 
 2 Hear the cries he now is venting, 
 
 FilPd with dread of fiercer pain ; 
 While in anguish thus lamenting, 
 That he ne'er was born again, 
 
 Greatly mourning, 
 That he ne'er was born again. 
 
 3 "Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 
 
 With the marks of dying love; 
 
 Oh, that I had sought his favour, 
 
 When I felt his Spirit move — 
 
 Golden moments, 
 When I felt his Spirit move." 
 
 4 Now, despisers, look and wonder ! 
 
 Hope and sinners here must part : 
 Louder than a peal of thunder, 
 
 Hear the dreadful sound, " Depart !" 
 
 Lost for ever, 
 Hear the dreadful sound, "Depart !" 
 
 Hymn 263. L. M. 
 
 I .-in if of merry and judgment. 
 
 jDEFORE the great Jehovah's bar, 
 
 Soon must assembled worlds appear, 
 And ev'ry word, and deed, and thought, 
 Shall into judgment then be brought. 
 
ETERNITY. 189 
 
 2 Then all shall hear their righteous doom, 
 Of wrath, or endless joys to come ; 
 
 And each receive his just reward, 
 Of bliss or vengeance, from the Lord. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, it was thine highest joy 
 To save where sin did once destroy ; 
 While thund'ring vengeance rolls above, 
 We trust in thy redeeming love. 
 
 4 Hail God of unexampled grace ! 
 
 All heaven shall sound thy endless prais 
 
 High glories to the dying Lamb, 
 
 Who death, by his own death o'ercame. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 
 Worthy the Lamb, praise the Lord, 
 
 Hallelujah. Amen. 
 
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 Hymn 264. L. M. 
 
 Judgment.— Isaiah xxiv. 13—20. 
 OW great, how terrible that God 
 
 Who shakes creation with his nod ! 
 See ocean, earth, all nature's frame, 
 Sink in one universal flame ! 
 
 2 Where now, O where shall sinners seek 
 For shelter in the general wreck 1 
 Shall falling rocks be o'er them thrown 1 
 See rocks, like snow, dissolving down ! 
 
 3 In vain for mercy now they cry — 
 In lakes of liquid fire they lie ; 
 There on the flaming billows tost, 
 For ever, O for ever lost ! 
 
190 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 4 Jesus, the helpless sinner's friend, 
 To thee my all I dare commend ; 
 Thou canst preserve my feeble soul, 
 When lightnings blaze from pole to pole, 
 
 Hymn 265. III. 5. 
 
 The Second Jldvent. 
 
 Y\ 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, 
 
 Clothed 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 powers of nature shaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee: 
 
 Careless sinner, 
 What will then become of thee 7 
 
 4 Horrors past imagination 
 
 Will surprise your trembling heart, 
 
 When you hear your condemnation ; 
 
 " Hence accursed — hence depart — 
 
 Thou with Satan, 
 And his angels have thy part" 
 
ETERNITY. 191 
 
 5 But to those who have confessed, 
 Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below. 
 He will say, " come near, ye blessed, 
 Take the kingdom I bestow; 
 
 You for ever, 
 Shall my love and glory know." 
 
 8 Under sorrows and reproaches 
 
 May this thought our courage raise! 
 Swiftly God's great day approaches- 
 Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise — 
 
 We shall triumph, 
 When the world is in a blaze. 
 
 Hymn 236. S. M. 
 
 Day of Judgment. 
 A ND will the Judge descend ? 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eyes 1 
 
 2 How will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day : 
 When earth and heav'n before his face 
 Astonish'd shrink away ] 
 
 3 But, ere the trumpet shakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, 
 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
192 DEATH, JUDGMENT, AND 
 
 5 So shall that rur.se remove. 
 
 By which the Saviour hied ; 
 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
 Hymn 287. II. ?. 
 
 The same. 
 QREAT God, what do I see and heai ! 
 
 The end of things created ! 
 The Judge of man I see appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated : 
 The trumpet sounds ; the graves restore 
 The dead which they contain'd before : 
 Prepare, my soul to meet him. 
 
 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 prepar'd 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 unprepar'd 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 : 
 
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 Beneath his cross I view the day 
 When heav'n and earth shall pass away, 
 And thus prepare to meet him. 
 
 Hymn 283. III. 1. 
 
 " I know you not." — Luke xiii. 24 — 27. 
 GEEK, my soul, the narrow gate, 
 
 Enter ere it be too late ; 
 Many ask to enter there, 
 When too late to offer pray'r. 
 
 2 God from mercy's seat shall rise, 
 And for ever bar the skies: 
 Then, though sinners cry without, 
 He will say, " I know you not." 
 
 3 Mournfully will they exclaim — 
 
 " Lord ! we have profess'd thy name : 
 We have eat with thee, and heard 
 Heavenly teaching in thy word." 
 
 4 Vain, alas! will be their plea, 
 Workers of iniquity ; 
 
 Sad their everlasting lot — 
 
 Christ will say, " I know you not." 
 
 Hymn 269. S. M. 
 
 Life and death everlasting. 
 Q WHERE shall rest be found ! 
 
 Rest for the weary soul ? — 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 2 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh : 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 N 
 
„94 DEATH, JUDGMENT, &C. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasur'd by the flight of years— 
 And all that life is iove. 
 
 4 There is a death, whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath: 
 
 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, 
 For evermore undone. 
 
 Hymn 270. II. 1. 
 
 The pilgrim. 
 TOOTHING on earth I call my own; 
 A stranger, to the world unknown, 
 I all their goods despise ; 
 
 1 trample on their whole delight, 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
 2 There is my house and portion fair ; 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home ; 
 For me my elder brethren stay, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come ! 
 
 3 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies; 
 I come to meet thee in the skies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest ! 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
DAILY DETOTION. 195 
 
 Hymn 271. L. M. 
 
 Rising to God. 
 
 TV'O W let our souls, on wings sublime, 
 
 Rise from the vanities of time ; 
 Draw oack the parting veil, and see 
 The glories of eternity. 
 
 2 Born by a new celestial birth, 
 
 Why should we grovel here on earth! 
 Why grasp at transitoiy toys, 
 So near to heaven's eternal joys 1 
 
 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
 When we are walking back to God ] 
 For strangers into life we come, 
 And dying is but going home. 
 
 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge, 
 That sets our longing souls at large ; 
 Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, 
 And gives us with our God to dwell. 
 
 : To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
 Is the full heav'n enjoy'd above ; 
 And the sweet expectation now 
 [s the young dawn of heav'n below. 
 
 DAILY BEVOTIOJW 
 
 Hymn 272. L. M. 
 
 " I have set. Qod always before me."- Psalm xvi.9. 
 Q AVIOUIt ! when night involves the skiea 
 
 My soul, adoring, turns to thee! 
 Thee, aelf-abas'd in mortal guise, 
 
 And wrapt in shades of death for me. 
 
19G DAILY DEVOTION. 
 
 2 On thee my waking raptures dwell, 
 
 When crimson gleams the east adorn, 
 Thee, victor of the grave and hell ; 
 Thee, source of life's eternal morn. 
 
 3 When noon her throne in light arrays, 
 
 To thee my soul triumphant springs; 
 Thee, thron'd in glory's endless blaze. 
 Thee, Lord of lords, and King of kings. 
 
 4 O'er earth, when shades of ev'ning steal, 
 
 To death and thee my thoughts I give ; 
 To death, whose povv'r I soon must feel; 
 To thee, with whom I trust to live. 
 
 Hymn 273. L. M. 
 
 Morning and Evening. 
 TVI Y God, how endless is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new, 
 And morning mercies from above, 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 2 Thou spread' st the curtain of the night, 
 Great guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
 Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 
 
 3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command; 
 To thee I consecrate my days ; 
 Perpetual blessings from thy hand, 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 Hymn 274. C. M. 
 
 Private devotion. — Matt. vi. 6. 
 XfATHER Divine, thy piercing eye 
 
 Sees through the darkest night, 
 In deep retirement thou art nigh, 
 With heart-discerning sight. 
 
DAILY DEVOTION. 
 
 2 There may thy piercing eye survey 
 
 My solemn homage paid, 
 With ev'ry morning's dawning ray, 
 And ev'ry evening's shade. 
 
 3 Oh, let thy own celestial fire 
 
 The incense still inflame ; 
 W hile my warm vows to thee aspire, 
 Through my Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 So shall the visits of thy love 
 
 My soul in secret bless ; 
 So shalt thou deign, in worlds aoove, 
 Thy suppliant to confess. 
 
 Hymn 275. S. M. 
 
 Morning hymn. 
 
 QJEE how the morning sun 
 
 Pursues his shining way ; 
 And wide proclnims his Maker's praise, 
 With every brightening ray. 
 
 2 Thus would my rising soul, 
 
 Its heavenly Parent sing ; 
 And to its great original, 
 The humble tribute bring. 
 
 3 Serene I laid me down, 
 
 Beneath his guardian care; 
 I slept, and I awoke, and found 
 My kind Preserver near ! 
 
 4 My life I would anew 
 
 Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 A long eternity. 
 
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198 DAIT.Y DEVOTION. 
 
 Hymn 276. L. M. 
 
 Muming Hymn. 
 A RISE, my soul! wi'h rapture rise ! 
 And, fili'd with love and fear, adore 
 The awful Sov'reign of the skies, 
 
 Whose mercy lends me one day more. 
 
 2 And may this day, indulgent Power ! 
 
 Not idly pass, nor fruitless he ; 
 But may each swiftly flying hour 
 Still nearer bring my soul to thee ! 
 
 3 But can it be 1 that Power divine 
 
 Is thron'd in light's unbounded blaze ; 
 And countless worlds and angels join 
 To swell the glorious song of praise : 
 
 4 And will he deign to lend an ear, 
 
 When I, poor abject mortal, pray 7 
 
 Yes, boundless goodness ! he will hear, 
 
 Nor cast the meanest wretch away. 
 
 5 Then let me serve thee all my days, 
 
 And may my zeal with years increase : 
 For pleasant, Lord, are all thy ways, 
 And all thy paths are paths of peace. 
 
 Hymn 277. L. M. 
 Morning Hymn. 
 /"^.LORY to thee, who safe hast kept, 
 
 And hast refresh'd me while I slept; 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall waki 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 2 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; 
 Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 
 Guard my first spring of thought and will, 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
DAILY DEVOTION. 199 
 
 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
 All 1 design, or do, or say ; 
 That all my pow'rs with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise him all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above, ye angelic host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 Hymn 278. L. M. 
 
 Evening Hymn. 
 QLORY to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light : 
 Keep me, O keep me. King of kings, 
 Under thy own almighty wings. 
 Forgive me. Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ills that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed : 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Triumphant rise at the last day. 
 
 Hymn 279. S. M. 
 
 Evening Hymn. 
 HPHE day is past and gone; 
 
 The ev'ning shades appear ; 
 Oh ! may we all remember well 
 
 The night of death draws near. 
 We lay our garments by, 
 Upon our beds to rest, 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what we here possest. 
 
200 DAILY DEVOTION. 
 
 3 Lord, keep us safe' this night, 
 
 Secure from all our fears ; 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings, 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And when we early rise, 
 
 And view th' unwearied sun, 
 May we set out to win the prize, 
 And after glory run. 
 
 5 And when our days are past, 
 
 And we from time remove, 
 may we in thy hosom rest, 
 The bosom of thy love ! 
 
 Hymn 280. C. M. 
 
 For Family Worship. 
 f\ LORD, another day is flown, 
 
 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. 
 
 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 let thy grace perform its part, 
 
 And let contention cease ; 
 
 And shed abroad in ev'ry heart 
 
 Thine everlasting peace ! 
 
DAILY DEVOTION. 201 
 
 Thus chastenM, eleans'd, entirely thine, 
 
 A flock by Jesus led ; 
 The Sun of holiness shall shine 
 
 In glory on our head. 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 281. IV. 2. 
 
 Evening. 
 INSPIRE!? and hearer of prayer, 
 
 Thou shepherd and guardian of mine, 
 My all to thy covenant care 
 
 I, sleeping or waking, resign. 
 If thou art my shield and my sun, 
 
 The night is no darkness to me ; 
 And, fast as my minutes roll on, 
 
 They bring me but nearer to thee. 
 A sov'reign protector I have, 
 
 Unseen, yet for ever at hand ; 
 Unchangeably faithful to save. 
 
 Almighty to rule and command. 
 His smiles and his comforts abound, 
 
 His grace, as the dew, shall descend ; 
 And walls of salvation surround 
 
 The soul he delights to defend. 
 
 Hymn 282. C. M. 
 
 Euenin?. 
 
 TNDULGENT Father, by whose care, 
 
 I've pass'd another day, 
 Let me this night thy mercy share, 
 And teach me how to pray. 
 
*202 THE CHURCH. 
 
 2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn 
 
 My guilt before thy face ; 
 Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, 
 And save me by thy grace. 
 
 3 Let each returning night declare 
 
 The tokens of thy love ; 
 And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare 
 My soul for joys above. 
 
 4 And when on earth I close mine eyes, 
 
 To sleep in death's embrace, 
 Let me to heav'n and glory rise, 
 T' enjoy thy smiling face. 
 
 THE CHURCH. 
 
 Hymn 283. L. M 
 
 God the glory and defence of £1^^ 
 11TAPPY the Church, thou sacred place, 
 
 The seat, of thy Creator's grace ; 
 Thy holy courts are his abode — 
 Thou earthly palace of our God. 
 
 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 
 A guard of heav'nly warriors waits, 
 Nor shall thy deep foundations move, 
 Fix'd on his counsels and his love. 
 
 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, 
 \gainst his throne in vain they rage ; 
 Like rising waves with angry roar. 
 That dash and die upon the shore. 
 
THE CHURCH. 203 
 
 4 Then let us still in Zion dwell. 
 
 Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell : 
 His arms embrace this happy ground, 
 Like brazen bulwarks built around. 
 
 5 God is our shield, and God our sun ; 
 Swift as the fleeting moments run, 
 On us he sheds new beams of grace, 
 And we reflect his brightest praise. 
 
 Hymn 284. C. M. 
 
 The Church described.— Cant. vi. 10. 
 
 CAY, who is she that looks abroad 
 
 Like the sweet-blushing dawn ; 
 When with her living light 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 a host that moves 
 
 Majestically slow, 
 With banners wide display 'd, all arm'd, 
 All ardent for the foe ! 
 
 5 This is the church by heav 'n array'd, 
 
 With strength and grace divine ; 
 Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, 
 And thu3 her glories shine. 
 
204 THE CHURCH. 
 
 Hymn 2%. S. M. 
 
 Prayer fur mure Labourers. 
 
 JORD of the harvest, hear 
 * 'in i 
 
 I hy needy servant s cry ; 
 
 Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 
 
 And all our wants supply. 
 
 2 On thee we humbly wait, 
 
 Our wants are in thy view ; 
 The harvest, truly, Lord, is great, 
 The labourers are few. 
 
 3 Convert, and send forth more 
 
 Into thy church abroad, 
 And let them speak thy word of power, 
 As workers with their God. 
 
 4 Give the pure Gospel word, 
 
 The word of general grace ; 
 Then let them preach the common Lord, 
 Saviour of human race. 
 
 5 let them spread thy name, 
 
 Their mission fully prove ; 
 
 Thy universal grace proclaim, 
 
 Thine all-redeeming love ! 
 
 Hymn 283' Til. 3. 
 
 Zion, or the City of God. 
 TJLEST inhabitants of Zion, 
 
 Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood ! 
 Jesus whom their souls rely on, 
 
 Makes them kings and priests to God, 
 'Tis his love his people raises 
 Over self to reign as kings ; 
 And as priests, his solemn praises 
 Each for a thank-off 'ring brings. 
 
 
THE CHURCH. 205 
 
 2 Saviour, if of Zion's city 
 
 I through grace a member am ; 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 
 I will glory in thy name : 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasures, 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show ; 
 Solid joys and lasting treasures, 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
 Hymn 287. S. M. 
 
 I" IKE Noah's weary dove, 
 
 That soar'd the earth around, 
 But not a resting place above 
 The cheerless waters found ; 
 
 2 cease, my wand'ring soul, 
 
 On restless wing to roam ; 
 All the wide world, to either pole, 
 Has not for thee a home. 
 
 3 Behold the Ark of God, 
 
 Behold the open door ; 
 Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
 And rove, my soul, no more. 
 
 4 There, safe thou shalt abide, 
 
 There, sweet shall be thy rest, 
 And every longing satisfied, 
 With full salvation blest. 
 
 5 And, when the waves of ire 
 
 Again the earth shall fill, 
 The Ark shall ride the sea of fire- 
 Then rest on Zion's hill 
 
206 FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 
 
 Hymn 288. & .M. 
 
 The kingdom of God. 
 I LOVE thy kingdom Lord, 
 The house of thine abode, 
 The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd 
 With his own precious blood. 
 
 2 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways, 
 Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 3 Jesus, thou Friend divine, 
 
 Our Saviour and our King : 
 Thy hand from every snare and foe 
 •Shall great deliv'ranee bring. 
 
 4 Sure as thy truth shall last, 
 
 To Zion shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield, 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
 FESTIVALS AjYD FASTS. 
 
 Hymn 289. S. M. 
 
 The Lord's Day. 
 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ; 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 The King himself comes near 
 
 To feast his saints to-day ; 
 Here may we sit, and see him here, 
 And love, and praise and pray. 
 
FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 207 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where Jesus is within, 
 Is better than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasure and of sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this, 
 'Till it is call'd to soar away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 Hymn 290. L. M. 
 
 Sabbath Morning. 
 
 f^OME, gracious Lord, and bless this day, 
 Come, bear our thoughts from earth away ; 
 Now let our noblest passions rise 
 With ardour to their native skies. 
 
 2 Come, holy Sprit, all divine, 
 With rays of light upon us shine : 
 And let our waiting souls be blest, 
 On this sweet day of sacred rest. 
 
 3 Then when our sabbaths here are o'er, 
 And we arrive on Canaan's shore, 
 With all the ransom'd we shall spend 
 A sabbath which shall never end. 
 
 Hymn 291. C. M. 
 
 Evening of the Lord's Day. 
 "FREQUENT the day of God returns 
 
 To shed its quick'ning beams ; 
 And yet how slow devotion burns ; 
 How languid are its flames ! 
 1 Accept our faint attempts to love — 
 Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; 
 We would be like thy saints above, 
 And praise thee while we live. 
 
208 FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 
 
 3 Increase, Lord, our faith and hope, 
 
 And fit us to ascend, 
 Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 
 The sabbath ne'er shall end ; 
 
 4 Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air, 
 
 With heav'nly lustre shine ; 
 Before the throne of God appear, 
 And feast on love divine. 
 
 Hymn 292 II. 3. 
 
 The Lord's day. 
 QREAT God ! this sacred day of thine 
 Demands the soul's collected pow'rs: 
 Gladly we now to thee resign 
 
 These solemn, consecrated hours : 
 O may our souls adoring own 
 The grace that calls us to thy throne ! 
 
 2 All-seeing God ! thy piercing eye 
 
 Can ever} r secret thought explore : 
 May worldly cares our bosoms fly, 
 
 And where thou art intrude no more ! 
 may thy grace our spirits move, 
 And fix our minds on things above ! 
 
 3 Thy Spirit's pow'rful aid impart, 
 
 And bid thy word, with life divine, 
 Engage the ear, and warm the heart ; 
 
 Then shall the day indeed be thine. 
 Then shall our souls adoring own 
 The grace that calls us to thy throne. 
 
FESTIVALS AND FAST8. 209 
 
 Hymn 293. L. M. 
 
 For Good Friday. 
 TIT HEN I survey the wondrous cross, 
 
 On which the Prince of Glory died, 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast 
 
 Save in the death of Christ my Lord : 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down : 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown 1 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine 
 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 Hymn 294. II. 1. 
 
 For Good Friday. 
 
 u "THIS finish'd," the Redeemer said, 
 
 And meekly bow'd his dying head ; 
 O wondrous loving pain ! 
 Come, sinners, and mark well the word ; 
 There view the conquests of our Lord, 
 Complete for helpless man. 
 2 Finish'd the righteousness of grace, 
 Finish'd the pain that bought our peace , 
 
 The sinner's debt is paid ; 
 Accusing law cancelled by blood, 
 And wrath of an offended God 
 In sweet oblivion laid. 
 O 
 
210 FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 
 
 3 Who now shall urge a second claim ? 
 The law no longer can condemn ; 
 
 Faith a release can show ! 
 Justice itself a friend appears, 
 The prison-house a whisper hears, 
 
 Loose him, and let him go. 
 
 4 unbelief, injurious bar ! 
 Source of tormenting fruitless fear, 
 
 Why dost thou yet reply 1 
 Where'er thy loud objections fall, 
 *Tia finislid, still may answer afl, 
 
 And silence ev'ry cry. 
 
 Hymn 295. H. 3. 
 
 For Good Friday. 
 ,r PIS done, th' atoning work is done ! 
 Jesus, the world's Eedeemer, dies ; 
 All nature feels th' important groan, 
 
 Loud echoing through earth and skies ; 
 The earth doth to her centre quake, 
 And heav'n as hell's deep gloom is black ! 
 
 2 The temple's veil is rent in twain, 
 
 While Jesus meekly bows his head ; 
 The rocks resent his mortal pain, 
 
 The yawning graves give up their dead | 
 The bodies of the saints arise, 
 Reviving as their Saviour dies. 
 
 3 And shall we not his death partake, 
 
 In sympathetic anguish groan 1 
 O Saviour ! let thy passion shake 
 
 Our earth, and rend our hearts of stone: 
 To second life our souls restore, 
 And wake us that we sleep nc 
 
FESTIVALS AND FASTS. , 211 
 
 Hymn 290. C. M. 
 
 The Cross.— For Good Friday. 
 TV | Y Saviour hanging on the tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood, 
 Methought once turn'd his eyes on me, 
 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 Sure, never till my latest breath 
 
 Can I forget that look ; 
 It seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 My conscience felt, and own'd the guilt, 
 
 And plung'd me in despair : 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 Alas ! I knew not what I did; 
 
 But now my tears are vain : 
 Where shall my trembling soul be hid ! 
 
 For I the Lord have slain. 
 A second look he gave, which said, 
 
 " I freely all forgive : 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 
 I die, that thou may'st live." 
 Thus, while his death my sin displays 
 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 (Such is the mystery of grace,) 
 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 Hymn 297. III. 3. 
 
 Our Great High Priest.— For Good Friday. 
 THREAT High Priest, we view thee stoop- 
 ing, 
 
 With our names upon thy breast ; 
 In the garden, groaning, drooping, 
 
 To the ground with sorrow presa'd. 
 
212 FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 
 
 2 Weeping angels stood confounded 
 
 To behold their Maker thus ! 
 And can we remain uriwounded, 
 When we know 'twas all for us? 
 
 3 On the cross thy body broken, 
 
 Cancels ev'ry penal tie : 
 Tempted souls, produce this token 
 All demands to satisfy. 
 
 4 All is finish'd, do not doubt it, 
 
 But believe your dying Lord ; 
 Never reason more about it, 
 Only take him at his word, 
 
 5 Lord, we fain would trust thee solely, 
 
 Since for us thy blood was spilt : 
 Oracious Saviour, take us wholly — 
 Take and make us what thou wilt. 
 
 Hymn 298. L. M. 
 
 Christ dying, rising, and rejoicing. 
 
 Tl E dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around : 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 
 
 2 Ye saints, approach ! the anguish view, 
 
 Of him who groans beneath your load 
 He gives his precious life for you, 
 For you he sheds his precious blood \ 
 
 3 Here 's love and grief beyond degree ; 
 
 The Lord of Glory dies for men ! 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
 Jesus the dead revives again ! 
 
FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 213 
 
 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 
 
 Up to his Father's court he flies ; 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies ! 
 
 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 
 How high our great Deliv'rer reigns; 
 Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
 And led the tyrant death in chains. 
 
 6 Say, " Live for ever, glorious King, 
 
 Born to redeem, instruct, and save !" 
 Then ask — "0 death, where is thy sting 1 
 And where thy victory, O grave 1" 
 
 Hymn 299. 
 
 Easter. 
 
 TTPRISING from the darksome tomb, 
 See the victorious Jesus come ! 
 
 Th' Almighty Pris'ner quits the pris'n, 
 
 And angels tell, the Lord is ris'n. 
 
 Angels, angels, angels, angels, angels, tell the 
 Lord is ris'n. 
 
 Ye guilty souls that groan and grieve, 
 Hear the glad tidings, hear and live ; 
 God's righteous law is satisfied ; 
 And justice now is on your side. 
 Justice, justice, &c. 
 
 Your surety, thus releas'd by God, 
 Pleads the rich ransom of his blood, 
 No new demand, no bar remains ; 
 But mercy now triumphant reigns. 
 Mercy, mercy, &c. 
 
.214 FESTIVALS AMI FAST8. 
 
 4 Believers, hail your rising head, 
 The First-begotten from the dead : 
 Your resurrection 's sure, through Hia, 
 To endless life, and boundless bliss. 
 Endless, endless, &c. 
 
 Hymn 300. III. 2. 
 
 Easter —Isaiah Ixm. 
 "IVHO is this that comes from Edom ? 
 
 All his raiment stained with blood; 
 To the slave proclaiming freedom ; 
 Bringing and bestowing good ; 
 Glorious in the garb he wears ; 
 Glorious in the spoils he bears ? 
 
 2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, 
 Traveling onward in his might ; 
 'Tis the Saviour, O how glorious 
 To his people is the sight ! 
 Jesus now is strong to save ! 
 Mighty to redeem the slave. 
 
 3 Why that blood his raiment staining ? 
 'Tis the blood of many slain : 
 
 Of his foes there 's none remaining, 
 None the contest to maintain. 
 Fall'n they are no more to rise ; 
 All their glory prostrate lies. 
 
 4 Mighty victor, reign for ever : 
 Wear the crown so dearly won : 
 Never shall thy people, never 
 Cease to sing what thou hast done : 
 Thou hast fought thy people's foes ; 
 Thou hast healed thy people's woes. 
 
FESTIVALS AND FASTS. 215 
 
 Hymn 301. II. 4. 
 
 The resurrection of Christ. — For Easter. 
 HPHE great Redeemer rose; 
 
 The Saviour left the dead, 
 And over hellish foes, 
 
 High rais'd his conquering head: 
 
 In wild dismay, 
 
 The guards around 
 
 Fall to the ground, 
 
 And sink away. 
 
 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 
 In full assembly meet 
 
 To wait his high commands, 
 
 And worship at his feet. 
 
 Joyful they come, 
 
 And wing their way 
 
 From realms of day 
 
 To Jesus' tomb. 
 
 Then back to heav'n they fly, 
 
 The joyful news to bear: 
 Hark ! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air ! 
 Their anthems say : 
 " Jesus who bled 
 Hath left the dead; 
 He rose to day." 
 Ye mortals catch the sound, 
 
 Redeem'd by him from hell ; 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe on which you dwell. 
 "With Christ we rise ; 
 With Christ we reign, 
 And empires gain 
 Bevond the skies. 
 
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 Hymn 302. L. M. 
 
 Trinity Sunday. 
 (\H holy, holy, holy Lord ; 
 ^ Bright in thy deeds and in thy name, 
 For ever be thy name ador'd ; 
 
 Thy glories let the world proclaim. 
 
 2 Jesus ! Lamb once crucified, 
 
 To take our load of sins away, 
 
 Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide 
 
 Along the realms of upper day ! 
 
 3 Oh Holy Spirit, from above 
 
 In streams of light and glory giv'n, 
 Thou source of ecstacy and love, 
 
 Thy praises ring through earth and heaven. 
 
 4 Oh God Tri-une ! to thee we owe 
 
 Our every thought — our every song ; 
 And ever may thy praises flow 
 
 From saint and seraph's burning tongue. 
 
 Hymn 303. II. 4. 
 
 Trinity Sunday. 
 "VlfE give immortal praise 
 T To God the Father's love, 
 For all our comforts here, 
 And all our hopes above : 
 He sent his own 
 
 Eternal Son, 
 To die for sins 
 
 That man had done. 
 
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 2 To God the Son belongs 
 
 Immortal glory too. 
 Who sav'd us by his blood 
 From everlasting woe : 
 And now he lives, 
 
 And now he reigns, 
 And sees the fruit 
 Of all his pains. 
 
 3 To God the Spirit, praise 
 
 And endless worship give, 
 Whose new-creating pow'r 
 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 sacred Persons three, 
 The Godhead only one : 
 Where reason fails 
 
 With all her pow'rs, 
 There faith prevails, 
 And love adores. 
 
 Hymn 304. CM. 
 
 Christm as.— Luke ii. 8—15. 
 YITHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by 
 night, 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down 
 And glory shone around. 
 
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 2 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread 
 
 Had seiz'd their troubled mind ; 
 " Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 To you, and all mankind. 
 
 3 To you, in David's town, this day 
 
 Is born, of David's line, 
 The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 
 4 The heav'nly Babe you there shall find, 
 
 To human view display 'd, 
 All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid.'' 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appear'd a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, who thus 
 Address'd their joyful song : 
 
 6 " All glory be to God on high, 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good-will, henceforth, from heaven to men, 
 Begin and never cease." 
 
 Hymn 305. III. 3. 
 
 Christmas. 
 
 ^OME, thou long expected Jesus, 
 
 Born to set thy people free ; 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee ! 
 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the earth thou art; 
 Dear desire of ev'ry nation, 
 
 Joy of ev'ry longing heart. 
 
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 2 Born, thy people to deliver, 
 
 Bom a child, and yet a king : 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring' 
 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne ! 
 
 Hymn 306. III. 1. 
 
 Christmas. 
 TTARK! the herald angels sing, 
 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
 God and sinners reconcil'd. 
 
 2 Joyful, all ye nations rise. 
 Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
 With th' angelic host proclaim, 
 " Christ is born in Bethlehem !" 
 
 3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, 
 Christ the everlasting Lord : 
 Late in time behold him come, 
 Offspring of a virgin's womb. 
 
 4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see, 
 Hail th' incarnate Deity ! 
 Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, 
 Jesus our Immanuel here. 
 
 5 Mild he lays his glory by ; 
 
 Born that man no more may die ; 
 Born to raise the sons of earth, 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 
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 6 Come, desire of nations, come, 
 Fix in us thy humble home ; 
 Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed, 
 Bruise in us the serpent's head. 
 
 Hymn 307. 
 
 For Christmas. 
 
 TTITHER, ye faithful, haste with songs of 
 
 triumph, 
 To Bethlehem go, the Lord of life to meet ; 
 To you this day is born a Prince and Saviour, 
 O come and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 2 Oh Jesus, for such wondrous condescension 
 Our praise and reverence are an off' ring 
 
 meet; 
 Now is the word made flesh, and dwells 
 
 among us, 
 O come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels, 
 Let the celestial courts his praise repeat : 
 Unto our God be glory in the highest, 
 
 O come and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 Hymn 308. III. 3. 
 
 The song of the Jingels at Bethlehem. 
 XT ARK ! what mean those holy voices, 
 Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
 Lo ! the angelic host rejoices ; 
 Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 
 2 Listen to the wondrous story, 
 
 Which they chant in hymns of joy ; 
 " Glory in the highest, glory ! 
 Glory be to God most high ! 
 
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 3 " Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, 
 Reaching far as man is found; 
 Souls redeem'd, and sins forgiven ; — 
 Loud our golden harps shall sound. 
 
 •4 " Christ is born, the Great Anointed ; 
 Heaven and earth his praises sing ! 
 receive whom God appointed, 
 
 For your prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 5 " Hasten, mortals, to adore Him ; 
 
 Learn his name, and taste his joy ; 
 Till in heaven ye sing before Him, 
 Glory be to God most high !" 
 
 6 Let us learn the wondrous story 
 
 Of our Great Redeemer's birth; 
 Spread the brightness of his glory, 
 Till it cover all the earth. 
 
 Hymn 309. IV. 5. 
 
 Christmas Hymn. 
 X^ROM the regions of love, 
 Lo ! an angel descended, 
 And told the strange news 
 
 How the babe was attended ; 
 Go, shepherds, and visit 
 
 This wonderful stranger, 
 With wonder and joy 
 
 See your God in a manger. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 
 Who obtain'd our redemption ; 
 
 We'll praise him evermore 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
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 2 Glad tidings I bring 
 
 To you and each nation ; 
 Glad tidings of joy, 
 
 Now behold your salvation : 
 When sudden a multitude 
 
 Raise their glad voices, 
 And shout their Redeemer 
 
 While heaven rejoices. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 3 Now glory to God 
 
 In the highest is given, 
 Now glory to God 
 
 Is re-echo'd through heaven : 
 Around the whole earth 
 
 Let us tell the glad story, 
 And sing of his love, 
 
 His salvation and glory, 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 4 Enraptur'd I burn 
 
 With delight and desire, 
 A love so divine 
 
 Sets my soul all on fire : 
 Around the bright throne 
 
 Now hosannas are ringing ; 
 O when shall I join them, 
 
 And be ever singing ! 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 6 Triumphantly ride 
 
 In thy chariot victorious, 
 And conquer with love 
 O, Jesus, all glorious ! 
 
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 Thy banner unfurl, 
 
 Bid the nations surrender, 
 And own thee their Saviour, 
 
 Their king and defender, 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 Hymn 310. L. M. 
 
 Birth of Christ. — Isaiah ix. 6, 7. 
 HPO us a child is born from heav'n ; 
 To us the Son of God is giv'n ; 
 The Government of worlds he made, 
 Upon his shoulders shall be laid. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 The mighty God, that glorious name, 
 His works and words join to proclaim : 
 The Everlasting Father, He — 
 
 And the whole Church his family. 
 
 5 The Prince of Peace, on David's throne ; 
 And nations yet unborn shall own 
 
 His sov'reign and his gracious sway, 
 Proud of the honour to obey. 
 
 6 Justice and Judgment he'll maintain — 
 To everlasting ages reign : 
 
 Jind his blest empire shall increase, 
 'Till time, with all its movements, cease. 
 
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 Hymn 311. II. 4. 
 
 Birth of Christ. 
 
 A WAKE, awake, arise, 
 
 And hail the glorious morn ; 
 Hark ! how the angels sing, 
 " To you a Saviour 's born :" 
 Now let our hearts in concprt move, 
 And ev'ry tongue be tun'd to love. 
 
 2 He mortals came to save 
 
 From sin's tyrannic pow'r ; 
 Come, with the angels sing, 
 
 At this auspicious hour ; 
 Let ev'ry heart and tongue combine, 
 To praise the love, the grace divine. 
 
 3 The prophecies and types 
 
 Are all this day fulfill'd ; 
 With Eastern sages join, 
 
 To praise this wondrous child ; 
 God's only Son is come to bless 
 The earth with peace and righteousness. 
 
 4 Glory to God on high, 
 
 For our Immanuel's birth ! 
 To mortal man good will, 
 
 And peace and joy on earth ! 
 With angels now we will repeat 
 Their songs, still new and ever sweet. 
 
 Hymn 312. 
 
 The Star in the East. 
 
 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the 
 morning, [aid ; 
 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine 
 Star of the east, the horizon adorning, 
 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid \ 
 
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 2 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining* 
 
 Low lies his bed with the beasts of the 
 stall ; 
 Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 
 
 Odours of Edom and off 'rings divine 1 
 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 favour secure ; 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine 
 aid ! 
 Star of the east, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
 Hymn 313. III. 1. 
 
 For the New Year — Time how swift. 
 T)yHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
 
 * * Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 Never more to meet us here : 
 Fix'd in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little — none can know* 
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 2 As the winged arrow flies, 
 
 Speedily the mark to find ; 
 As the lightning from the skies, 
 
 Darts and leaves no trace behind ; 
 Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream : 
 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, 
 
 All below is but a dream. 
 
 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew, 
 Teach us, henceforth, how to live 
 
 With eternity in view : 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 314. C. M. 
 
 New- Year — Prayer for a blessing. 
 
 IV OW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 
 
 And make thy glory known ; 
 Now let us all thy presence feel, 
 And soften hearts of stone ! 
 
 2 Help us to venture near thy throne, 
 
 And plead a Saviour's name ; 
 For all that we can call our own, 
 Is vanity and shame. 
 
 3 From all the guilt of former sin 
 
 May mercy set us free ; 
 And let the year we now begin, 
 Begin and end with thee. 
 
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 4 Send down thy spirit from above, 
 
 That saints may love thee more ; 
 And sinners may now learn to love, 
 Who never lov'd before. 
 
 5 And when before thee we appear, 
 
 In our eternal home, 
 May growing numbers worship here, 
 And praise thee in our room. 
 
 Hymn 315. C. M. 
 
 New Year. 
 
 f"^OME, Lord, and bless the rising race ! 
 
 Make this a happy hour, 
 According to thy richest grace, 
 And thine almighty pow'r. 
 
 2 Dear youth, we know your sinful state — 
 
 May God your hearts renew ! 
 We should awhile ourselves forget, 
 To pour our pray'r for you. 
 
 3 We see, though you perceive it not, 
 
 Th' approaching awful doom ! 
 
 Oh, tremble at the solemn thought, 
 
 And flee the wrath to come ! 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, let this new born year 
 
 Spread an alarm abroad ; 
 And cry in ev'ry careless ear, 
 M Prepare to meet thy God !" 
 Hymn 318. 
 
 JV'eic Tear. 
 Z^OME, let us anew, 
 
 Our journey pursue, 
 Roll round with the year, 
 And never stand still till the Master appear; 
 
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 His adorable will 
 Let us gladly fulfil, 
 And our talents improve 
 By the patience of hope, and the labour of 
 love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream ; 
 Our time, as a stream, 
 Glides swiftly away ; 
 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
 
 The arrow is flown, 
 
 The moment is gone, 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's near. 
 
 3 Oh, that each in the day 
 Of his coming may say, 
 
 " I have fought my way through, 
 I have linish'd the work thou didst give me 
 to do !" 
 Oh, that each from his Lord 
 May receive the glad word, 
 " Well and faithfully done, 
 Enter into my joy and sit down on my 
 throne!" 
 
 Hymn 317. L. M. 
 
 Help obtained of God. — Acts xxvi.22. 
 {"^.REAT God we sing thy mighty hand, 
 
 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. 
 
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 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 through all our changing days. 
 
 5 When death shall interrupt these songs, 
 And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
 Our helper God, in whom we trust, 
 
 In better worlds our souls shall boast. 
 
 MISSIONS. 
 
 Hymn 318. C. M. 
 
 Adotnt— The coming and oijice of Christ. — Luke iv 18,19. 
 XT ARK the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promis'u long I 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare a throi.e, 
 And ev'ry voice a song. 
 
 2 On him the Spirit largely pour'd, 
 
 Exerts his sacred lire; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 
 His holy breast inspiie. 
 
 3 He comes, the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held. 
 The gates j f brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
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 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice ' 
 
 To clear the mental ray ; 
 And on'the eyes oppress'd with night, 
 To pour celestial tiny. 
 
 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure, 
 And with the treasures of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 Hymn 319. C. M. 
 
 Zion's Feast. — Isaiah xxv. 6. 
 HN Zion, his most holy mount, 
 
 God will a feast prepare ; 
 And Israel's sons and Gentile lands 
 Shall in the banquet share. 
 
 2 Marrow and fatness are the food 
 
 His bounteous hand bestows ; 
 Wine on the lees, and well rerin'd, 
 In rich abundance flows. 
 
 3 See to the vilest, of the vile 
 
 A free acceptance giv'n, 
 See rebels, by adopting gr?.ce, 
 Sit with the heirs of heav'n ! 
 
 4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying, now 
 
 To ease and health restor'd, 
 With eager appetites partake 
 The plenties of the board. 
 
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 5 But, what draughts of bliss unknown, 
 What dainties shall be giv'n, 
 When with the myriads round the throne 
 YVe join the feast of heav'n ! 
 ii There joys immeasurably high 
 Shall overflow the soul ; 
 And springs of life that never dry, 
 In thousand channels roll. 
 
 Hymn 320. L. M. 
 
 Millennium. — Isaiah xi. 4—9. Rev. xx. 5—10. 
 I OOK up, my soul, with sweet surprise, 
 
 Toward the joyful, coming day, 
 
 When Jesus shall descend the skies, 
 
 And form a bright, a dazzling ray. 
 
 2 Nations shall in a day be born, 
 
 And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly ; 
 
 The saints shall know no clouds return, 
 
 Nor sorrow mixing with their joy. 
 
 3 The lion and the lamb shall feed 
 
 Together, in his peaceful reign ; 
 And Zion, blest with heav'nly bread. 
 Of pinching wants no more complain. 
 
 4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, 
 
 Shall boast their sev'ral rights no more ; 
 But join in sweetest harmony, 
 
 Their Lord, their Sov'reign, to adore. 
 
 Hymn 321. L. M. 
 
 The, Jubilee. 
 
 (CAPTAIN of thine enlisted host, 
 
 Display thy glorious banner high; 
 The summons send from coast to coast, 
 And call a num'rous army nigh. 
 
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 2 A solemn jubilee proclaim, 
 
 Proclaim the great Sabbatic day ; 
 Assert the glories of thy name, 
 
 Spoil Satan of his wish'd for prey ! 
 
 3 Bid, bid thy heralds publish loud 
 
 The peaceful blessings of thy reign : 
 And when they speak of sprinkling blood, 
 The myst'ry to the heart explain. 
 
 4 Fight for thyself, O Jesus, fight, 
 
 The travail of thy soul regain, 
 Before the blind make darkness light, 
 And crooked paths do thou make plain. 
 
 Hymn 322. L. M. 
 
 Universal praise.— Psalm cxvii. 
 "PROM all that dwell below the skies 
 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ! 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 
 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
 
 Eternal truths attend thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more ! 
 
 Hymn 323. II. 4. 
 
 Spread cf the Gos]>el. 
 XI ARK! hark ! — the notes of joy 
 Roll o'er the heav'nly plains, 
 And seraphs find employ 
 For their sublimest strains ; 
 Some new delight in heav'n is known ; 
 Loud sing the harps around the throne. 
 
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 2 Hark ! hark ! — the sounds draw nigh, 
 The joyful hosts descend : 
 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 
 To earlh his footsteps bend ; 
 He comes to bless our fallen race ; 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 
 3 Bear, bear the tidings round; 
 Let every mortal know 
 What love in God is found, 
 What pity he can show : 
 
 Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, 
 Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 
 
 4 Strike, strike the harps again, 
 To great Immanuel's name ; 
 Arise ye sons of men. 
 
 And all his grace proclaim ; 
 Angels and men, wake ev'ry string, 
 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 
 
 Hymn 324. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for the influences of the Holy Spirit. 
 
 Q SPIRIT of the living God ! 
 
 In all thy plenitude of grace, 
 Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
 Descend on our apostate race ! 
 
 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, 
 
 To preach the reconciling word ; 
 Give power and unction from above, 
 Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 
 
 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; 
 
 Confusion, order, in thy path ; 
 Souls without strength inspire with might ; 
 Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 
 
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 4 Convert the nations ; far and nigh 
 The triumphs of the cross record ; 
 The name of Jesus glorify. 
 
 Till ev'ry people call him Lord. 
 
 Hymn 325. IV. 1. 
 
 Spread of the Gospel. 
 
 T-TOW wondrous and great 
 
 Thy works, God of praise, 
 How just, King of saints, 
 
 And true are thy ways! 
 O who shall not fear thee, 
 
 And honour thy name ! 
 Thou only art holy, 
 
 Thou only supreme ! 
 
 2 To nations long dark 
 
 Thy light shall be shown ; 
 Their worship and vows 
 
 Shall come to thy throne : 
 Thy truth and thy judgments 
 
 Shall spread all abroad, 
 Till earth's ev'ry people 
 
 Confess thee their God. 
 
 Hymn 326. II. 6. 
 
 The reign of Christ. 
 XT AIL to the Lord's anointed, 
 Great David's greater Son ; 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun ! 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free. 
 To take away transgression, 
 And rule in equity. 
 
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 2 He comes, with succour speedy, 
 
 To those who suffer wrong, 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 
 And bid the weak be strong; 
 To give them songs for sighing, 
 
 Their darkness turn to light, 
 Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 
 3 He shall descend 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 To him shall pray'r unceasing, 
 
 Ami daily vows, ascend; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 The tide of time shad never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand for ever ; 
 
 That name to us is Love. 
 
 Hywln 327. C. M. 
 
 Preaching the gospel to every creature. 
 
 QREAT God, the nations of the earth 
 
 Are by creation thine; 
 And in thy works, by all bpheld, 
 Thv radiant glories shine. 
 
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 2 But, Lord, thy richer love has sent 
 
 Thy gospel to mankind, 
 Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
 Are treasur'd in thy mind. 
 
 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 Till ev'ry tribe and ev'ry soul 
 
 Shall hear the joyful sound. 
 
 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt 
 
 To spread the gospel rays; 
 And build, on sin's deblolish'd throne, 
 The temples of thy praise. 
 
 Hymn 328. C. M. 
 
 The angers flight. —Rev. xiv. 6. 
 JJEHOLD, high in the midst of heav'n, 
 
 A mighty angel dies ; 
 The gospel, grace, and life are giv'n 
 By him who paid their price. 
 
 2 Asia receives the word of love, 
 
 And wonders as she hears ; 
 The day-spring, dawning from above, 
 O'er Africa appears. 
 
 3 The islands of the sea rejoice, 
 
 And sing Immanuel's praise ; 
 With joyful heart, and rapt'rous voice, 
 They shout his welcome grace. 
 
 4 Then let its shout hosannas too, 
 
 To David's holy Son ; — 
 Then let us to the nations show 
 The wonders he has done. 
 
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 Hymn 329. II. 4. 
 
 Prayer for the nations in darkness. 
 
 gOV'REIGN of worlds above, 
 
 And Lord of all below, 
 Thy faithfulness arid love. 
 Thy pow'r and mercy show: 
 Fullil thy word; 
 Thy Spirit give; 
 Let heathens live 
 
 And praise the Lord. 
 
 2 On lands that lie beneath 
 
 Foul superstition's sway, 
 Whose horrid shades of death 
 Admit no heav 'nly ray, 
 Blest Spirit ! shine, 
 Their hearts illume ; 
 Dispel the gloom 
 With light divine. 
 
 3 Father, who to thy Son 
 
 Thy steadfast word hast giv'n, 
 That through the earth shall run 
 The news of peace with heav'n, 
 Extend his fame ; 
 Thy grace diffuse ; 
 And let the news 
 The world reclaim. 
 
 4 Few be the years that roll, 
 
 Ere all shall worship thee; 
 The travail of his soul, 
 Soon let the Saviour see; 
 God of grace ! 
 Thy pow'r employ, 
 FH1 earth with joy, 
 
 And heav'n with praise. 
 
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 Hymn 330; L. M. 
 
 Prayer for Israel. — Rom. % 1. 
 A RISE, great God, and let thy grace 
 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 ; 
 O God of Israel, hear our pray'r, 
 And grant them still thy love to share. 
 
 3 How long shall Jacob's offspring prove 
 The sad suspension of thy love 1 
 Say, shall thy wrath perpetual burn ! 
 And wilt thou ne'er, appeas'd, return 1 
 
 4 Thy quick'ning Spirit now impart, 
 And wake to joy each grateful heart, 
 While Israel's rescu'd tribes in thee 
 Their bliss and full salvation see. 
 
 Hymn 331. L. M. 
 
 Prevalen-e of the Oospcl anticipated. 
 r | , H01JGH now the nations sit beneath 
 The darkness of o'erspreading death, 
 God will arise with light divine 
 On Zion's holy tow'rs to shine. 
 
 2 That light shall glance on distant lands, 
 And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, 
 Come with exulting haste to prove 
 The pow'r and greatness of his love. 
 
 3 Lord, may the triumphs of thy grace 
 Abound with righteousness and peace, 
 In mild and lovely forms display 
 The glories of the latter day. 
 
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 Hymn 332. II. 3. 
 
 Christians debtors to the Gentiles. 
 {CHRISTIANS, the glorious hope we know 
 
 Which soothes the heart in every wo, 
 While heathens helpless, hopeless lie ; 
 No ray of glory meets their eye : — 
 O give to their desiring sight 
 The hope that Jesus brought to light ! 
 Christians, ye taste the heavenly grace. 
 Which cheers believers in their race ; 
 Uncheered by grace, through heathen gloom, 
 See millions hastening to the tomb : — 
 To heathen lands that grace convey, 
 Which trains the soul for endless day. 
 Christians, ye prize the Saviour's blood, 
 In which the soul is cleansed for God ; 
 Millions of souls in darkness dwell, 
 Uncleansed from sin — exposed to hell : — 
 O strive that heathens soon may view 
 That precious blood which cleanseth you ! 
 
 Hymn 333. HI. 4. 
 
 Come beheld the Works of the Lord.— Psalm xlvi. & 
 f^OME and see what Gcd is doing, 
 
 His are works of power and grace; 
 Round the world his word is going, 
 
 Giving light to every place ; 
 'Tis a day expected long, 
 Theme of old prophetic song. 
 Long the nations were benighted ; 
 
 And the darkness had been still, 
 But the lamp that God has lighted 
 
 Now is set upon a hill ; 
 
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 Many now enjoy the light, 
 And with rapture hail the sight. 
 3 Higher still, and higher place it, 
 Show it to the world around ; 
 Never should we cease to raise it, 
 While a nation still is found — 
 One to whom it is not given 
 To enjoy the light of heaven. 
 Hymn 334. L. M. 
 
 "Freely ye have received, freely give." — Rev. xxii. 2. 
 Man. x. 8. 
 
 (~10 forth, and plant the sacred tree, 
 
 The Tree of Life — 'tis God's command ; 
 For health and healing it shall be, 
 A blessing meant for every land. 
 
 2 In every soil and clime it grows : 
 Beneath the sun its fruit is found : 
 It thrives amidst the winter snows, 
 When all is waste and dead around. 
 
 3 Speed then your way to every land ! 
 Convey to all the gift of heaven : 
 We thus obey our Lord's command, 
 We freely give what 's freely given. 
 
 Hymn 335. III. 3. 
 
 " Come and help us /" 
 T-JARK ! what mean those lamentations, 
 
 Rolling sadly through the sky 1 
 'Tis the cry of heathen nations — 
 " Come and help us, or we die !" 
 2 Hear the heathen's sad complaining, 
 Christians ! hear their dying cry ; 
 And, the love of Christ constraining, 
 Haste to help them, ere they die. 
 
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 Hymn 336. III. 5. 
 
 The influences of the Spirit. 
 
 TI7 HO, but thou, almighty Spirit, 
 
 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 promis'd by the prophets, 
 
 Glorious light in latter days : 
 Come, and bless bewilder'd nations, 
 
 Change our pray'rs and tears to praise; 
 
 Promis'd Spirit! 
 Round the world diffuse thy rays. 
 
 3 All our hopes, and pray'rs, 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. 
 
 Hymn 337. L. M. 
 
 Conversion of the world. 
 
 I" OOK down, O God, with pitying eye, 
 
 And view the desolations round ; 
 
 See what wide realms in darkness lie, 
 
 And hurl their idols to the ground. 
 
 2 Lord, let the gospel-trumpet blow, 
 And call the nations from afar ; 
 Let all the isles their Saviour know, 
 And earth's remotest ends draw near. 
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 3 Let Satan's cruel kingdom shake, — 
 The realms of darkness, and of sin ; 
 Messiah now his empire take ; 
 In ev'ry soul his reign begin. 
 
 Hymn 338. C. M. 
 
 " The ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion." 
 ■T|AUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 
 ±J Exalt thy fallen head ; 
 Again in thy Redeemer trust, 
 He calls thee from the dead. 
 
 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 
 
 Thy beautiful array ; 
 The day of freedom dawns at length, 
 The Lord's appointed day. 
 
 3 They come, they come : — thine exiled bands, 
 
 Where'er they rest or roam, 
 Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
 And hasten to their home. 
 
 4 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 
 
 And God his works destroy, 
 With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
 And everlasting joy. 
 
 Hymn 339. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for the spread of the Gospel. 
 HPHY people, Lord, who trust thy word, 
 
 And wait the smilings of thy face, 
 Assemble round the mercy-seat, 
 
 And plead the promise of thy grace, 
 2 We consecrate these hours to thee, 
 Thy sov'reign mercy to intreat ; 
 And feel some animating hope, 
 We shall divine acceptance meet. 
 
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 3 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son, 
 
 To be a light to Gentile lands ; 
 To open the benighted eye, 
 
 And loose the wretched pris'ner's bands? 
 
 4 Hast thou not said, from sea to sea 
 
 His vast dominions shall extend 1 
 
 That ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord, 
 
 And ev'ry knee before him bend 1 
 
 5 Now let the happy time appear, 
 
 The time to favour Zion come ; 
 Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
 To call thy baaish'd children home. 
 
 Hymn 840. L. M. 
 
 Zioa's increase prayed for. — Isaiah Ii. 9. 
 
 A RM of the Lord, awake ! awake ! 
 ■^ 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 Let Zion's time of favour come ; 
 O bring the tribes of Israel home ; 
 And let our wond'ring eyes behold 
 Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 
 
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 5 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim, 
 In ev'ry land of ev'ry name ! 
 Let adverse povv'rs before thee tall, 
 And crown thee Saviour, Lord of all. 
 
 Hymn 341. III. 5. 
 
 The Light to lighten the Gentiles. 
 T IGHT of thern 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. 
 
 H 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. 
 
 3 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, 
 Always to the end of time. 
 
 Hymn 342. II. 4. 
 
 All nations bowing to Christ. 
 TVITH songs of grateful praise 
 
 Surround Jehovah's seat; 
 The goodness of his ways 
 Through all the earth repeat ; 
 
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 His mercy rose 
 Ere time was known, 
 And no in his throne 
 
 Eternal Hows. 
 
 2 He bids his light arise, 
 
 And sends his Gospel forth ; 
 From east to west it flies, 
 
 And fills the south and north ; 
 His mighty grace 
 Its power imparts, 
 And willing hearts 
 His truth embrace. 
 
 3 Then far as isles extend, 
 
 To the vast ocean's bound, 
 Let kings to Jesus bend, 
 
 And pour their oifrings round ; 
 Arabia raise 
 The song divine, 
 And Afric, join 
 T' exalt his praise. 
 
 4 Let India's fertile shore 
 
 Its gifts and honours bring, 
 To hail the Saviour's power. 
 To crown Irhmannel King ; 
 Remotest lands 
 Their homage pay, 
 Till all obey 
 
 His high commands. 
 
 Hymn 343. L. M. 
 
 Fulfilment of the promises to the Qentiles. 
 
 I13EHOLD th' expected time draw near. 
 The shades disperse, the dawn appear ; 
 Behold the wilderness assume 
 The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom. 
 
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 2 The untaught heathen waits to know 
 The joy the gospel will bestow, 
 
 The exil'd captive, to receive 
 The freedom Jesus has to give. 
 
 3 Come, let us with a grateful heart 
 In the blest labour share a part ; 
 
 Our pray'rs and off 'rings gladly bring 
 To aid tiie triumphs of our King. 
 
 4 Invite the world to come and prove 
 A Saviour's condescending love ; 
 And humbly fall before his feet, 
 Assur'd they shall acceptance meet. 
 
 Hymn 344. L. M. 
 
 Doing good. 
 "HEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
 
 What were his works from day to day. 
 But miracles of power and grace, 
 That spread salvation through 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 lust, but never lives. 
 Who much receives, but nothing gives ; 
 Whom none ran 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 Giod. 
 
 
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 Hymn 345. III. 3. 
 
 Tke knowledge of Christ. 
 WHILE the heralds of salvation 
 
 God's ahounding grace proclaim ; 
 Let his friends of ev'ry station, 
 Gladly join to spread his name. 
 
 2 May his kingdom be promoted — 
 
 May the world their Saviour know ; 
 Be my all to him devoted — 
 To my Lord my all I owe. 
 
 3 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations — 
 
 Praise him, all ye hosts above ; 
 Shout, with joyful acclamations, 
 His divine — victorious love. 
 
 Hymn 346. L. M. 
 
 The reign of Christ. 
 
 TESUS shall reign where'er the sun 
 
 Docs his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom spread from shore to shore, 
 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 For him shall endlesss pray'r be made, 
 And praises throng to crown his head ; 
 His name like swe.et perfume shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to burst his chains ; 
 The weary rind eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
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 6 Where he displays his healing power ; 
 Death and the curse are known no more 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
 6 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King : 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud amen. 
 
 Hymn 347. II. 6. 
 
 Missiojiary Hymn. 
 "E^ROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 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 though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile : 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strewn ; 
 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 ! 
 
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 Salvation ! oh, Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till each remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt Messiah's name ! 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 343. III. 1. 
 
 The new song —Rev. xiv. 2, 3. — xix. 6. 
 TTARK ! the song of Jubilee, 
 A Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fullness 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. 
 
 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, 
 
 From the depth unto the skies, 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies : — 
 See Jehovah's banner furl'd, 
 
 Sheath'd his sword ; he speaks : 'tis done ; 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
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 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 
 With illimitable sway : 
 He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
 
 Yonder heav'ns have passed away : 
 Then the end ; — beneath his rod, 
 
 Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
 Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
 
 God in Christ, is all in all. 
 
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 Hymn 349. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for grace. 
 
 C\ SUN of Righteousness, arise, 
 
 With gentle beams on Zion shine ; 
 Dispel the darkness from our eyes, 
 And souls awake to life divine. 
 2 On all around let grace descend, 
 
 Like heav'hly dew, or copious show'rs, 
 That we may call our God our friend, 
 That we may hail salvation ours. 
 
 Hymn 350. C. M. 
 
 Joy, over one sinner that repenteth. 
 
 {~)H, how divine, how sweet the joy, 
 
 When but one sinner turns, 
 And with a humble, broken heart. 
 His sins and errors molirns ! 
 2 Pleas'd with the news the saints below, 
 In songs their tongues employ ; 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heaven is iill'd with jo v. 
 
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 3 Well pleas'd the Father sees and hears 
 
 The conscious sinner's moan ; 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 And claims him lor his own. 
 
 4 Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new lire: 
 " The sinner lost, is found," they sing, 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
 Hymn 351. C. ?I. 
 
 Great joy in that city. — Acts viii. 8. 
 XI OW much the drooping hearts revive 
 
 Of those who fear the Lord ; 
 When sinners dead are made alive 
 By his reviving word ! 
 £ The ministers of Christ rejoice, 
 When souls receive the word ; 
 When ransom'd sinners hear his voice, 
 Return and love the Lord. 
 
 3 The Church of God their praises join, 
 
 And of salvation sing ; 
 They glorify the grace divine 
 Of their victorious King. 
 
 4 In heav'n above, th' angelic throng 
 
 Around the throne rejoice ; 
 But sinners sav'd should swell the song 
 With loudest, sweetest voice. 
 
 Hymn 352. III. 3. 
 
 Prayer for a Revival. 
 
 C AVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 
 Grant us, Lord, a % gracious rain ! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return a^ain ; 
 
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 Keep no longer at a distance — 
 Shine upon us from on high ; 
 
 Lest for want of thine assistance, 
 Ev'ry plant should droop and die. 
 
 2 Surely, once thy garden flourish'd, 
 
 Ev'ry part look'd gay and green : 
 Then thy word our spirits nourish'd ; 
 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 Oh, permit them not to wither, 
 
 Let not all our hopes be vain ! 
 
 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 : 
 Break the tempter's fatal pow'r. 
 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
 And begin from this good hour, 
 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 
 Hymn 333. L. M. 
 
 Zion's increase prayed for. — Isaiah lxii. 6, 7. 
 
 QREAT Lord of all thy churches, hear 
 
 Thy ministers' and people's pray'r ; 
 Perfum'd by thee, O may it rise 
 Like fragrant incense to the skies. 
 
 2 Revive thy churches with thy grace, 
 Heal all the breaches, grant us peace ; 
 Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame 
 With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 
 
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 3 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. 
 
 4 May aged saints, matur'd with grace, 
 Abound in fruits of holiness ; 
 
 And when transplanted to the skies, 
 May younger in their stead arise. 
 
 5 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 pray'r. 
 
 Hymn 354. II. 1. 
 
 Revival Blessings. 
 
 fT^HE Lord into his garden comes, 
 
 The spices yield their rich perfumes ; 
 
 The lilies grow and thrive ; 
 Refreshing showers of grace divine, 
 From Jesus flow to every vine, 
 
 And make the dead revive. 
 
 2 This makes the dry and barren ground 
 In springs of water to abound, 
 
 And fruitful soil become ; 
 The desert blossoms like the rose, 
 When Jesus conquers all his foes, 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3 The glorious time is rolling on, 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 My soul a witness is ; 
 Come, taste and see the pardon free 
 To all mankind, as well as me ; 
 
 Who come to Christ may live. 
 
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 4 The worst of sinners here may find 
 A Saviour pitiful and kind, 
 
 Who will them all relieve : 
 None are too late if they repent ; 
 Out of one sinner legions went, 
 
 Jesus did him receive. 
 
 5 Come, brethren you that love the Lord, 
 Who taste the sweetness of his word, 
 
 In Jesus' ways go on ; 
 Our trouble and our trials here, 
 Will only make us richer there, 
 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 6 We feel that heaven is now begun, 
 It issues from the shining throne, 
 
 From Jesus' throne on high ; 
 It comes like floods, we can't contain, 
 We drink, and drink, and drink again, 
 
 And yet we still are dry. 
 
 7 But when we come to reign above, 
 And all surround the throne of love, 
 
 We'll drink a full supply ; 
 Jesus will lead his armies through, 
 To living fountains where they flow, 
 
 That never will run dry. 
 
 8 There we shall reign, and shout and sing, 
 And make the upper regions ring, 
 
 When all the saints get home ; 
 Come on, come on, my brethren dear, 
 Soon we shall meet together there, 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
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 Hymn 355. Hi. 3. 
 
 Christ at the Door. 
 TESUS stands, oh. how amazing. 
 
 Stands and knocks at every door ; 
 In his hands ten thousand blessings, 
 Proffer'd to the wretched poor. 
 
 2 See me bleeding, dying, rising, 
 
 To prepare you heavenly rest ; 
 Listen, while I kindly call you, 
 Hear — and be for ever blest, 
 
 3 Will you spurn my richest mercy, 
 
 Spurn — and sink to endless pain; 
 Or to realms of bliss and glory- 
 Rise, and with me ever reign 1 
 
 Hymn 358. IV. 4. 
 
 Encouragement to repenting sinners. 
 
 C\ FLY, mourning sinner, saith Jesus to 
 
 me, 
 Thy guilt I will pardon — thy soul I will free; 
 From the chains that have bound thee, my 
 
 grace shall release, 
 And thy stains I will wash, and thy sorrows 
 
 shall cease. 
 
 2 Too long, guilty wanderer — too long hast 
 
 thou been 
 In the broad road of ruin, in bondage to sin ; 
 Thee the world has allured, and enslaved, 
 
 and deceived, 
 While ray counsel thou'st spum'd, and my 
 
 Spirit hast grieved. 
 
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 3 Though countless thy sins, and though 
 
 crimson thy guilt, 
 Yet for crimes such as thine was my blood 
 
 freely spilt ; 
 Come sinner, and prove me; come, mourner, 
 
 and see 
 The wounds that I bore, when I sulTer'd for 
 
 thee. 
 
 4 Thou doubt'st not my power — deny not my 
 
 will; 
 Come needy — come helpless, thy soul I will 
 
 fill; 
 My mercy is boundless ; no sinner shall say, 
 That he sued at my feet — but was driven 
 
 away. 
 
 Hymn 357. L. M. 
 
 The love and power of Christ. 
 T>E.TOICE, for Christ the Saviour reigns; 
 
 He spreads his triumphs all abroad ; 
 And sinners, freed from endless pains. 
 Own him their Saviour, and their God. 
 
 2 His sons and daughters from afar, 
 Daily at Zion's gale arrive ; 
 Those who were dead in sin before, 
 By sov'reign grace are made alive. 
 
 3 Oh, may his conquests still increase, 
 And ev'ry foe his power subdue ; 
 While angels celebrate his praise, 
 And saints his growing glories show. 
 
 4 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, 
 From all below, from all above ; 
 In lofty songs exalt his name ; — 
 In songs as lofty as his love. 
 
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 Hymn 358. L. M. 
 
 " Ch-oosc ye this day whom ye will serve." 
 fy O-DAY, if ye will hear his voice, 
 
 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 1 
 Will you with Christ in glory dwell 1 
 
 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 1 
 Say, will you have this Christ, or no 1 
 
 5 Leave all your sports and glittering toys, 
 Come share with us eternal joys ; 
 
 Or must we leave you, bound to hell — 
 Then, dear young friends, a long farewell. 
 
 Hymn 359. C. M. 
 
 The Influence of the Holy Ghost. 
 |" ET songs of praises fill the sky ! 
 
 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 the death 
 Of trespasses and sin. 
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 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 
 
 And shows them unto men ; 
 The fallen soul His temple makes, 
 God's image stamps again. 
 
 4 Come, Holy Spirit ! from above, 
 
 With thy celestial fire : 
 Come, and with flames of zeal and love 
 Our hearts and tongues inspire ! 
 
 Hymn 360. II. 1. 
 
 The New Birth. 
 A WAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, 
 "^ My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 
 
 Expos'd to endless wo ; 
 Eternal truth did loud proclaim 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 Or else to ruin go. 
 
 2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew near ; 
 I strove indeed, but strove in vain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Still sounded in mine ear. 
 
 3 When to the law I trembling fled, 
 It pour'd its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find : 
 This fearful truth renew'd my pain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 And whelm'd my tortur'd mind. 
 
 4 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast oppressive load : 
 Alas ! I read, and saw it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or feel the wrath of God. 
 
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 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare ; 
 Yet when I found this truth remain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
 6 But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd this way, 
 
 And felt his pity move : 
 The sinner by his justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 7 To heav'n the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tun'd their harps anew, 
 
 And loftier notes did raise ; 
 All hail the Lamb who once was slain; 
 Unnumber'd millions, born again, 
 
 Will shout thine endless praise. 
 
 Hymn 361. III. 2. 
 
 TTie Lord crucified for our sins. 
 
 TJEARTS of stone, relent, relent 
 
 Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ; 
 See his body, mangled — rent, 
 
 Cover'd with a gore of blood, 
 Sinful soul, what hast thou done ! 
 Crucified God's only Son. 
 
 2 Yes, our sins have done the deed, 
 
 Drove the nails that fix'd him there, 
 
 Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, 
 Pierc'd him with a scldier's spear ; 
 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, 
 
 For a sinful world he dies. 
 
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 3 Will you let him die in vain, 
 
 Still to death pursue your Lord: 
 Open tear his wounds again, 
 
 Trample on his precious blood 1 
 No ! with all my sins I'll part, 
 Saviour, take my broken heart. 
 
 Hymn 362. IV. 4. 
 
 Why will ye die? — Ez;k. xviii. 31. 
 Q TURN ye, turn ye, for why will you 
 
 die, 
 When God in great mercy is coming so nigh 1 
 Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, 
 And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 
 
 2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, 
 Your hearts may grow better by staying 
 
 away ; 
 Come wretched, come starving, come just as 
 
 you be, 
 While streams of salvation are flowing so 
 
 free. 
 
 3 And now Christ is ready your souls to re- 
 
 ceive, 
 O how can you question, if you will believe 1 
 If sin is your burden, why will you not 
 
 come 1 
 'Tis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come 
 
 home. 
 
 4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, 
 To soothe your affliction, or banish your 
 
 pain I 
 To bear up your spirit when summon'd to 
 
 die, 
 Or waft you to mansions of glory on high ? 
 
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 Why will you be starving and feeding on air ? 
 There 's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; 
 If still you are doubting, make trial and see, 
 And prove that his mercy is boundless anc 
 
 free. 
 Come, give us your hand, and the Saviour 
 
 your heart : 
 And trusting in Heaven, we never shall part ; 
 O how can we leave you] why will you not 
 
 come 1 
 We'll journey together, and soon be at horn©. 
 Hymn 36:3. III. 1. 
 
 Rest for the weary. 
 f^OME, ye weary souls opprest, 
 
 Find in Christ the promised rest; 
 On him all your burdens roll, 
 He can wound, and he make whole. 
 Ye that dread the wrath of God, 
 Come and wash in Jesus' blood: 
 To the son of David cry, 
 In his word he 's passing by. 
 Naked, guilty, poor and blind, 
 All you want in Jesus find : 
 This the day of mercy is, 
 Now accept the proffer' d bliss. 
 Debtors, who have nought to pay, 
 Come to Jesus, haste away ; 
 All your sins on him were laid, 
 All your debts the Surety paid. 
 " It is finish'd," lo ! he cries, 
 Ere on yonder cross he dies ; 
 O believe the record true, 
 Jesus died for such as you. 
 
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 Hymn 364. 
 
 The iramhiir voice 
 
 CINNER, hath a voice within 
 
 Oft whisper'd to thy soul, 
 Bid thee leave the ways of sin, 
 And yield to God's control I 
 
 2 Hath it met thee in the path, 
 
 Of earthly vanity, 
 Pointed to the coming wrath, 
 And warn'd thee now to flee ? 
 
 3 Sinner, 'twas a heavenly voice ; 
 
 The Spirit's gracious call, 
 Bade thee make a hetter choice, 
 And seek in Christ thine all. 
 
 4 Hear the call to life and light ; 
 
 Regard the warning kind : 
 If that call thou always slight, 
 Thou rnercy ne'er shalt find. 
 
 5 Soon thy season will he o'er, 
 
 The Spirit cease to strive ; 
 Thy slumbers he will break no more; 
 His love then do not grieve. 
 
 6 Sinner, should this very day 
 
 Thy last of mercy be ! 
 Should'st thou grieve him now away, 
 Hope ne'er may beam on thee. 
 
 Hymn 365. III. 3. 
 
 Expostulation. 
 
 gINNERS, hear your God and Saviour, 
 
 Hear his gracious voice to-day; 
 Turn from all your vain behaviour, 
 O repent, return, and pray. 
 
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 Sinners, can you hate this Saviour 1 
 Will you thrust him from your arms'? 
 
 Once he died for your behaviour, 
 Now he calls you to his arms. 
 
 2 Now he 's waiting to be gracious, 
 
 Now he stands and looks on thee; 
 See, what kindness, love and pity, 
 Shine around on you and me. 
 Sinners, can you hate, &c. 
 
 3 Open now your hearts before him, 
 
 Bid the Saviour welcome in ; 
 Now receive, — and O, adore him, 
 Take a full discharge from sin. 
 Sinners, can you hate, &c. 
 
 4 Come, for all things now are ready, 
 
 Yet there 's room for many more ; 
 ye blind, ye lame and needy, 
 Come to wisdom's boundless store. 
 Sinners, can you hate, &c. 
 Hymn 366. C. M. 
 
 Looking forward to heaven. 
 pATHER, I long, I faint to see 
 
 The place of thine abode ; 
 I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 
 Up to thy seat, my God ! 
 
 2 Here I behold thy distant face, 
 
 And 'tis a pleasing sight; 
 But to abide in thine embrace, 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 3 There all the heavenly hosts are seen, 
 
 In shining ranks they move, 
 
 And drink immortal vigour in, 
 
 With wonder and with love. 
 
264 FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 
 
 4 Then at thy feet with awful fear 
 
 Th' adoring armies fall ; 
 With joy they shrink to nothing there, 
 Before th' eternal All. 
 
 5 There I would vie with all the host 
 
 In duty and in bliss ; 
 While less than nothing I could boast, 
 And vanity confess. 
 
 6 The more thy glories strike my eyes, 
 
 The humbler I shall lie ; 
 Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise 
 Unmeasurably high. 
 
 Hymn 367. IV. 3. 
 
 Ziov.s pilgrim. 
 TN songs of sublime adoration and praise ; 
 
 Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press, 
 Break forth and extol the great ancient of 
 days, 
 His rich and distinguishing grace. 
 
 2 0, had not he pitied the state you were in, 
 
 Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt : 
 You all would have lived, would have died 
 too in sin, 
 And sunk with the load of your guilt. 
 
 3 What was there in you, that could merit 
 
 esteem, 
 Or give the Creator delight ? 
 'Twas " Even so, Father," you ever must 
 
 sing, _ 
 " Because it seemed good in thy si^ht." 
 
FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 265 
 
 4 Twas all of thy grace we were brought to 
 
 obey ; 
 While others were suffered to go 
 The road, which by nature, we chose as our 
 
 way, 
 That leads to the regions of woe. 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 368. III. 1. 
 
 Thy people shall be my people, and thy Ood my Ood. — 
 Ruth i. 1(3. 
 
 pEOPLE of the living God f 
 
 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 lonsrer 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, 
 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
266 FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 
 
 Hymn 369. IV. 3. 
 
 Happiness of the believer. 
 
 TTOW happy are they 
 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 
 And have laid up their treasure above ! 
 Oh, what tongue can express 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 
 Of a soul in its earliest love ! 
 
 2 'Twas heaven below 
 My Redeemer to know, 
 
 And the angels could do nothing more 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Saviour of sinners adore. 
 
 3 Then, all the day long, 
 Was my Jesus my song, 
 
 And redemption thro' faith in his name ; 
 
 Oh, that all might believe, 
 
 And salvation receive, 
 And their song and their joy be the same, 
 
 Hymn 370. C. M. 
 
 Not ashamed of Christ. 
 
 T'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Or to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honour of his word, 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 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. 
 
 
FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 267 
 
 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father's face, 
 And in the new Jerusalem 
 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 Hymn 371. TV. 5. 
 
 Free Orace.-^ -Zecn. iv. 7. 
 nPHS voice of free grace, 
 
 Cries escape to the mountain ; 
 For all that believe, 
 
 Christ hath open'd a fountain, 
 For sin and uncleanness, 
 
 And every transgression, 
 His blood flows most freely 
 
 In streams of salvation : 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 
 Who has brought us a pardon, 
 We'll praise him again, 
 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
 Ye souls that are wounded, 
 
 To the Saviour repair, 
 Now he calls you in mercy — 
 
 And can you forbear 1 
 Though your sins are increas'd 
 
 As high as a mountain, 
 His blood can remove them ; 
 
 It streams from the fountain. 
 Hallelujah, <Jc, 
 
268 FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 
 
 3 Now Jesus, our King, 
 
 Reigns, triumphantly glorious; 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, 
 
 He is more than victorious. 
 With shouting proclaim it; 
 
 O trust in his passion ; 
 He saves us most freely — 
 
 O, precious salvation. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 4 With joy shall we stand, 
 
 When escap'd 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. 
 Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 Hymn 372. C. M. 
 
 Asking the way to Zion. — Jer. 1. 5. 
 INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way, 
 
 That leads to Zion's hill, 
 And thither set your steady face, 
 With a determin'd 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 ! 
 
II 
 
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 4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God 
 In everlasting bands ; 
 Accept the blessings he bestows, 
 With thankful hearts and hands. 
 
 Hymn 373. L. M. 
 
 Ch ristian fclloicsh ip. 
 
 OW blest the sacred tie that binds, 
 In union sweet, according minds ! 
 How swift the heav'nly course they run, 
 Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one I 
 
 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, 
 Tor human guilt and mortal wo ; 
 Their ardent pray'rs together rise, 
 Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 
 
 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. 
 
 Hymn 374. 
 
 Church Union.— Col. ii. 2. 
 /"\UR souls, by love, together knit, 
 
 Cemented, mix'd in one, 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 
 'Tis heav'n on earth begun. 
 2 Our hearts have burned, while Jesus spake, 
 And glow'd with sacred fire ; 
 He stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and blest, 
 And till'd th' enlarg'd desire. 
 
270 TOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 " A Saviour !" let creation sin? 
 " A Saviour!' 5 let ail heaven ring ! 
 He 's God with us, we feel him ours, 
 His fulness on our souls he pours. 
 'Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er, 
 We're joining those who've gone before, 
 We then shall meet to part no more. 
 
 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 ! 
 
 Lord, pour a mighty flood ; 
 O ! sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 'Till all proclaim thee God. 
 Cho. " A Saviour !" &c. 
 
 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 
 
 And set'st thy starry crown : 
 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
 Proclaim'd by thee thine own. 
 
 6 May we, a little band of love, 
 
 We sinners, sav'd by grace, 
 From glory unto glory chang'd, 
 Behold thee, lace to face ! 
 Cho. " A Saviour !" &c. 
 
 Hymn 375. C. M. 
 
 Anxious hopes and fears. 
 TIT Y soul would fain indulge a hope 
 
 To reach the heavenly shore ; 
 And when I drop this dying flesh, 
 Then I shall sin no more. 
 

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 2 I hope to hear, and join the song, 
 
 That saints and angels raise ; 
 And while eternal a^es roll, 
 To sing eternal praise. 
 
 3 But oh — this dreadful heart of sin ! 
 
 It may deceive me still ; 
 And while I look for jovs above, 
 Mav plunge me down to hell. 
 
 4 The scene must then for ever close, 
 
 Probation at an end ; 
 No gospel grace can reach me there, 
 No pardon there descend. 
 
 5 Come then, blessed Jesus come. 
 
 To me thy Spirit give ; 
 Shine through a dark, benighted soul, 
 And bid a sinner live. 
 
 Hymn 376. 
 
 The home of the soul. 
 9 TVFID scenes of confusion and creature 
 complaints, [saints : 
 
 How sweet to my soul is communion with 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there 's room, 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my 
 home. 
 2 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 O give me submission and strength as my 
 
 day; 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 
 
272 FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 
 
 3 Whate'er thou deniest, O 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. 
 
 4 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. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Receive me, dear Saviour, in glory, my 
 home. 
 
 Hymn 377. 
 
 The same. 
 
 A N alien from God, and a stranger to grace, 
 I wandered through earth, its gay plea- 
 sures to trace, 
 In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
 Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 Saviour ! direct me to heaven, my home. 
 
 2 The pleasures of earth, I have seen fade away, 
 
 They bloom for a season, but soon they decay; 
 
 But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given, 
 
 Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 The saints in those mansions are evor at 
 
 home. 
 
FOR TIMES OF REVIVAL. 273 
 
 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms! 
 
 The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms ; 
 
 At the banquet of mercy, I hear there is room, 
 
 O there may I feast with his children at 
 
 home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 vy Jesus, conduct me to heaven my home ! 
 
 Hymn 378. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for the Holy Spirit. 
 /~^OME, sacred Spirit, from above, 
 ^ And fill the coldest heart with love ; 
 Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
 And let thy Godlike power be known. 
 
 2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes, 
 Shall floods of pious sorrow rise ; 
 While all their glowing souls are borne, 
 To seek that grace which now they scorn. 
 
 3 Oh, let a holy flock await, 
 Numerous around thy temple gate ; 
 Each pressing on, with zeal, to be, 
 A living sacrifice to thee. 
 
 4 In answer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to see thy Church arise ; 
 Or, if that blessing seem too great, 
 Give us to mourn its low estate. 
 
 Hymn 379. L. M. 
 
 The presence of the Lord in the Sanctuary. 
 ■" ORD, in the temples of thy grace, 
 
 Thy 6aints behold thy smiling face ; 
 And oft have seen thy glory shine, 
 With power and maiesty divine : 
 S 
 
274 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 But soon, alas ! thy absence mourn, 
 And pray, and wish thy kind return* 
 Without thy life-inspiring light, 
 'Tis all a scene of gloomy night. 
 
 3 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry ; 
 Our graces droop, our comforts die ; 
 Return, and let thy glories rise 
 Again, to our admiring eyes. 
 
 4 Till filled with light, and joy, and love, 
 Thy courts below, like those above, 
 Triumphant hallelujahs raise, 
 
 And heaven and earth resound thy praise. 
 
 MIS CELLA.YE US. 
 
 Hymn 380. L. M. 
 
 Request. — 1 John v. 13 
 *~pHOU who for sinners once wast slain, 
 
 Once dead, but now alive again ; 
 Give me to know, to taste, and prove 
 The pow'r and sweetness of thy love. 
 2 Give me to feel my sins forgiv'n, 
 And know myself an heir of heav'n ; 
 My conscience sprinkle with thy blood, 
 And fill me with the love of God. 
 
 Hymn 381. III. 1. 
 
 True Religion.— James 1. 27. 
 J '"PIS religion that can give 
 
 Sweetest pleasures while we live; 
 'Tis religion must supply 
 Solid comfort when we die. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 After death its joys will be 
 Lasting as eternity ; 
 If the Saviour is my friend, 
 Then my bliss shall never end. 
 
 Hymn 382. S. M. 
 
 " Jesus wept.'" 
 TjjID Christ o'er sinners weep, 
 
 And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears, 
 
 The wond'riug angels see ! 
 
 Be thou astonish'd, O my soul ! 
 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep, 
 
 Each sin demands a tear; 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there 's no weeping there. 
 
 Hymn 383. C, M. 
 
 Prayer for Spiritual Blessing. 
 
 EXTERNAL God ! we look to Thee ! 
 
 To Thee, for help, we fly : 
 Thine eye alone our wants can see, 
 Thy hand alone supply. 
 
 2 Lord ! let thy fear within us dwell , 
 
 Thy love our footsteps guide : 
 That love will all vain love expel ; 
 That fear, all fear beside. 
 
 3 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
 
 Oh ! let thy grace supply : 
 The good, unasked, in mercy grant ; 
 The ill, though asked, deny. 
 
 275 
 
276 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Hymn 384 C. M. 
 
 The Lord's Prayer. 
 
 P ATHER of all ! we bow to Thee, 
 Who dwell'st in heaven, adored ; 
 But present still, through all thy works, 
 The Universal Lord. 
 
 2 For ever hallowed be thy Name, 
 
 By all beneath the skies; 
 And let thy kingdom still advance, 
 Till grace to glory rise. 
 
 3 A grateful homage let us yield, 
 
 With hearts resigned to Thee ; 
 And as in heaven thy will is done, 
 On earth so let it be ! 
 
 4 From day to day we humbly own 
 
 The hand that feeds us still : 
 Give us our bread, and teach to rest 
 Contented in thy will. 
 
 5 Our sins before Thee we confess; 
 
 Oh may they be forgiven ; 
 As we to others mercy show, 
 We mercy beg from heaven. 
 
 6 Still let thy grace our lives direct, 
 
 From evil guard our way ; 
 And in temptation's fatal path 
 Permit us not to stray. 
 
 7 For thine the power, the kingdom thine, 
 
 All glory 's due to Thee ; 
 Thine from eternity they were, 
 And thine shall ever be. 
 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 277 
 
 Hymn 835. L. M. 
 
 For a Female Friendly Society 
 OUR souls shall magnify the Lord, 
 In Him our spirits shall rejoice ; 
 Assembled here, with sweet accord, 
 Our hearts shall praise Him with our voice. 
 
 2 Since He regards our low estate, 
 
 And hears his handmaids when they pray, 
 We humbly plead at mercy's gate, 
 Where none are ever turned away. 
 
 3 The poor are his peculiar care, 
 To them his promises are sure ; 
 His gifts "the poor in spirit" share, 
 O may we always thus be poor! 
 
 4 God of our hope, to Thee we bow, 
 Thou art our refuge in distress ; 
 The Husband of the widow Thou, 
 The Father of the fatherless. 
 
 5 May we thy law of love fulfil, 
 
 To bear each other's burdens here ; 
 Suffer and do thy righteous will, 
 And walk in all thy faith and fear. 
 
 6 Didst Thou not give thy Son to die 
 For our transgressions, in our stead] 
 And can thy goodness aught deny 
 
 To those for whom thy Son hath bled ? 
 
 7 Then may our union, here begun, 
 Endure for ever, firm and free ; 
 At thy right hand may we be one, 
 One with each other, and with Thee. 
 
278 MTSCELLAVEOUS. 
 
 Hymn 388. L. M. 
 
 Prayer for a Sick Minister. — John xi. 3. 
 /~s THOU, before whose gracious throne, 
 
 We bow our suppliant spirits down : 
 View the sad breast, the streaming eye, 
 And let our sorrows pierce the sky. 
 
 2 Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel, 
 And all our trembling lips would tell; 
 Thou only canst assuage our grief, 
 And yield our wo-fraught hearts relief. 
 
 3 With pow'r benign thy servant spare, 
 Nor turn aside thy people's pray'r; 
 Avert thy swift descending stroke, 
 Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 
 
 4 Restore him, sinkin? to the grave — 
 Stretch out. thine arm, make haste to save ; 
 Back to our hopes and wishes give, 
 
 And bid our friend and fkthvr live. 
 
 5 Bound to each soul by tend'rest ties, 
 In ev'ry breast his image lies; 
 
 Thy pitying aid, God, impart, 
 
 Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 
 
 6 Yet if our supplications fail, 
 
 And pray'rs and tears, can nought prevail, 
 Be thou his strength., be thou his stay, 
 And guide him safe to endless day. 
 
 Hymn 387. L. M. 
 
 The G:od Shepherd. 
 TEHOVAH is our shepherd's name, 
 
 Then what have we, though weak, to fear? 
 Our sin and folly we proclaim, 
 U we despond while he is near. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 279 
 
 2 When Satan threatens to devour ; 
 
 When troubles press on ev'ry side; 
 Think of our Shepherd's care and pow'r, 
 He can defend, he will provide. 
 
 3 See the rich pastures of his grace, 
 
 Where, in full streams, salvation flows! 
 There he appoints our resting place, 
 And we may feed secure from foes. 
 
 4 There, 'midst the flock, the Shepherd dwells, 
 
 The sheep around in safety lie; 
 The wolf in vain with malice swells, 
 For he protects them with his eye. 
 
 6 Deal Lord, if I am one of thine, 
 
 From anxious thoughts I would be free ; 
 To trust, and love, and praise is mine, 
 The care of all, belongs to thee. 
 
 Hymn 333. L. M. 
 
 Looking upwards in a storm. 
 CtOD of my life, to thee I call ; 
 ^ Afliicted, at thy feet I fall ; 
 When the great water-floods prevail, 
 Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 
 
 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint, 
 Where should I lodge my deep complaint? 
 Where but with thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless and the poor? 
 
 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, 
 And thou refuse that mourner's plea 1 
 Does not the word still fix'd remain, 
 That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 
 
280 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 That were a grief I could not bear, 
 Did'st thou not hear and answer pray'r, 
 But a pray'r-hearing answ'ring God, 
 Supports me under ev'ry load. 
 
 5 Fair is the lot that 's cast for me ; 
 I have an advocate with thee ; 
 They whom the world caresses most, 
 Have no such privilege to boast. 
 
 6 Poor though I am, despis'd, forgot, 
 Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; 
 And he is safe, and must succeed, 
 
 For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. 
 
 Hymn 389. L. M. 
 
 Peace after a Storm. 
 T1THEN darkness long has veil'd my mind, 
 
 And smiling day once more appears, 
 Then, my Redeemer, then I find 
 The folly of my doubts and fears. 
 
 2 Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart, 
 
 And blush that I should ever be 
 Thus prone to act so base a part, 
 
 Or harbour one hard thought of thee! 
 
 3 But O, my Lord, one look from thee 
 
 Subdues the disobedient will; 
 Drives doubt and discontent away, 
 And thy rebellious worm is still. 
 
 4 Thou art as ready to forgive, 
 
 As I am ready to repine ; 
 Thou therefore all the praise receive, 
 Be shame and self-abhorrence mine- 
 
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 Hymn 390. C. M. 
 
 Retirement. 
 "PAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, 
 
 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 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 
 
 And grace her mean abode, 
 Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, 
 Does she commune with God ! 
 
 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 
 
 Her solitary lays ; 
 Nor asks a witness of her song, 
 Nor thirsts for human praise. 
 
 5 Author and guardian of my life, 
 
 Sweet source of love divine, 
 And (all harmonious names in one) 
 My Saviour — thou art mine ! 
 
 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love 
 
 A boundless, endless, store, 
 Shall echo through the realms above 
 When time shall be no more. 
 Hymn 391. L. M. 
 
 Hope encouraged by a view of the divine perfections. — 
 
 1 Sain. xxx. 6. 
 
 YVTKY sinks my weak desponding mind ? 
 
 Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh? 
 Can sovereign goodness be unkind ! 
 Am I not safe if God is nigh ] 
 
282 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 He holds all nature in his hand : 
 
 That gracious hand on which we live, 
 Does life, and time, and death command, 
 And has immortal joys to give. 
 
 3 'Tis he supports this dying frame, 
 
 On him alone my hopes recline ; 
 . The wondrous glories of his name, 
 
 How wide they spread ! how bright they 
 shine ! 
 
 4 Infinite wisdom ! boundless power ! 
 
 Unchanging faithfulness and love ! 
 Here let me trust, while I adore, 
 Nor from my refuge e'er remove. 
 
 5 My God, if thou art mine indeed, 
 
 Then I have all my heart can crave; 
 A present help in time of need, 
 
 Still kind to hear, and strong to save. 
 
 6 Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord, 
 
 And ease the sorrows of my breast; 
 Speak to mj- heart the healing word 
 That thou art mine — and I am blest. 
 
 Hymn 392. L. M. 
 
 Vanity of the World. 
 /^.OD gives his mercies to be spent — 
 
 Your hoard will do your soul no good ; 
 Gold is a blessing only lent, 
 Repaid by giving others food. 
 2 The world's esteem is but a bribe ; 
 
 To buy their peace you sell your own ; 
 The slave of a vain-glorious tribe, 
 
 Who hate you while they make you 
 known. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 283 
 
 3 The joy that vain amusements give, 
 
 Oh! sad conclusion that it brings! 
 The honey of a crowded hive, 
 Defended by a thousand stings. 
 
 4 'Tis thus the world rewards the fools 
 
 That live upon her treach'rous smiles ; 
 She leads them, blindfold, by her rules, 
 And ruins all whom she beguiles. 
 
 5 God knows the thousands who go down 
 
 From pleasure, into endless wo ; 
 And with a long despairing groan, 
 Blaspheme their Maker as they go. 
 
 6 O fearful thought ! be timely wise — 
 
 Delight but in a Saviour's charms ; 
 And God shall take you to the skies, 
 Embrac'd in everlasting arms. 
 
 Hymn 893. C. ]Vi 
 
 Exhortation to praise the Lord. 
 C^ING to the Lord Jehovah's name, 
 
 And in his strength rejoice ; 
 When his salvation is our theme, 
 Exalted be our voice. 
 
 5i 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 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. 
 
284 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 Come, and with humble souls adore, 
 Come kneel before his face ; 
 may the creatures of his pow'r 
 Be children of his grace ! 
 
 Hymn 394. L. M. 
 
 The Star of Bethlehem. 
 TVTHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, 
 
 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 peril o'er, 
 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 For ever and for evermore, 
 
 The star ! — the star of Bethlehem ! 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 285 
 
 Hymn 395. L. M. 
 
 A propitious gale longed for. 
 
 A T anchor laid, remote from home, 
 Toiling, I cry, sweet Spirit, come ! 
 Celestial breeze, no longer stay, 
 But swell my sails, and speed my way ! 
 2 Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, 
 And loose my cable from below : 
 But I can only spread my sail : 
 Thou, thou, must breathe the auspicious gale ! 
 
 Hymn 396. C. M. 
 
 Omniscience of Ood. — Psalm cxxxix. 
 f~\NE glance of thine, eternal Lord, 
 
 Pierces all nature through ; 
 Nor heaven, nor earth, nor hell afford 
 A shelter from thy view ! 
 
 2 The mighty whole, each smaller part, 
 
 At once before thee lies : 
 And ev'ry thought of ev'ry heart 
 Is open to thine eyes. 
 
 3 Though greatly from myself conceal'd, 
 
 Thou seest my inward frame ; 
 To thee I always stand reveal'd 
 Exactly as I am. 
 
 4 Since therefore I can hardly bear 
 
 What in myself I see, 
 How vile and black must I appear, 
 Most holy God, to thee 1 
 
 5 But since my Saviour stands between, 
 
 In garments dy r d in blood, 
 
 'Tis he, instead of me, is seen, 
 
 When I approach to God. 
 
286 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 6 Thus, though a sinner, I am safe ; 
 
 He pleads, before the throne, 
 
 His life and death in my behalf, 
 
 And calls my sins his own. 
 
 7 What wondrous love — what mysteries, 
 
 In this appointment shine ! 
 My breaches of the law are his, 
 And his obedience mine. 
 
 Hymn 397. C. M. 
 
 Happiness of saints departed —Rev. ::iv. 1- 
 'UOW happy are the souls above, 
 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 
 The virtue of his blood. 
 
 3 They follow the exalted Lamb, 
 
 Where'er they see him go ; 
 And at the footstool of his grace 
 
 Their blood-bought crowns they throw. 
 
 4 Lord, let the merit of thy death 
 
 To me be likewise giv'n ; 
 And I, with them, will shout thy praise 
 Through all the streets of heav'n. 
 
 Hymn 398. C. M. 
 
 Affliction ; or, meditation on God's love. — Psalm civ. 34. 
 11/ HEN languor and disease invade 
 
 This trembling house of clay, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
 And long to fly away. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 287 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 
 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 Sweet to look upward to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
 3 Sweet to look back and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down ; 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
 
 My sins on Jesus laid ; 
 Sweet to remember that his blood 
 My debt of suff 'ring paid. 
 
 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, 
 
 Which saves from second death ; 
 Sweet to experience day by day, 
 His spirit's quick'ning breath. 
 
 6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, 
 
 Whose love can never end ; 
 Sweet on his covenant of grace 
 For all things to depend. 
 
 7 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, 
 
 To trust his firm decrees ; 
 Sweet to lie passive in his hand, 
 And know no will but his. 
 
 8 If such the sweetness of the streams, 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
 Immediately from thee ! 
 
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 Hymn 399. S. M. 
 
 What shall a man profit, S?c —Mark viii. 36, 37. 
 \1/ T 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 his health. 
 
 3 Does he his end attain, 
 
 And in full affluence roll ? 
 What does the sordid creature gain, 
 When God demands his soul 1 
 
 4 His spirit still must live, 
 
 "W hich justice will demand ! 
 What would the impious wretch now give, 
 To wrest it from his hand ? 
 
 5 My soul, to heaven aspire, 
 
 And seek thine all in God : 
 Nor e'er pollute thy pure desire, 
 By trifles on the road. 
 
 Hymn 400. L. M. 
 
 Few saved; or, the almost Christian, the Hypocrite, and 
 Jipostate. 
 
 "DROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross," 
 Is the Redeemer's great command ; 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heav'nly land. 
 
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 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 
 And walks the ways of God no more. 
 Is but esteem'd almost a saint, 
 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain — 
 
 Create my heart entirely new ; 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; 
 Which false apostates never knew. 
 
 Hymn 401. C. M. 
 
 Love to the Law and the Gospel. 
 ^HEN from the precepts to the cross 
 The humble sinner turns, 
 His brightest deeds he counts but dross, 
 Arid o'er his vileness mourns. 
 
 2 God, on the table of his heart, 
 
 Inscribes his love and fear ; 
 
 He loves the law in ev'ry part, 
 
 But takes no refuge there. 
 
 3 Thus gospel, law, and justice too, 
 
 Conspire to set him free : 
 Reflect, my soul, admire and view, 
 What God hath done for thee. 
 
 Hymn 402. III. 1. 
 
 Prayer that Christ may dwell in our hearts 
 T IGHT of life, seraphic fire, 
 -^ Love divine thyself impart : 
 Every fainting soul inspire ; 
 
 Shine in every drooping heart ; 
 Every mournful sinner cheer, 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom ; 
 Son of God, appear ! appear I 
 
 To thy human temples come. 
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 2 Come in this accepted hour; 
 
 Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; 
 Fill us with thy glorious power, 
 Rooting out the seeds of sin : 
 Nothing more can we require, 
 We will covet nothing less ; 
 Be thou all our heart's desire, 
 All our joy, and all our peace. 
 Hymn 403. IV. 2. 
 
 What think ye of Christ ? 
 "WHAT think ye of Christ !" is the test, 
 To try both your state and your schome ; 
 You cannot be right in the rest, 
 
 Unless you think rightly of him ; 
 As Jesus appears in your view, 
 
 As he is beloved or not ; 
 So God is disposed to you, 
 
 And mercy or wrath is your lot. 
 
 2 Some call him a Saviour in word, 
 
 But mix their own works with the plan ; 
 And hope he his help will afford, 
 
 When they have done all that they can: 
 If doings prove rather too light — 
 
 A little they own they may fail : 
 They purpose to make up full weight, 
 
 By casting his name in the scale. 
 
 3 Some take him a creature to be ; 
 
 A man, or an angel at most ; 
 Sure these have no feelings like me, 
 
 Nor know themselves wretched and lost 
 So guilty — so helpless am I, 
 
 I could not confide in his word, 
 Unless I could make the reply, 
 
 That Christ is " My Lord and my God." 
 
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 Hymn 404. C. M. 
 
 Winter. 
 
 CEE, how rude winter's icy hand 
 
 Has stripp'd the verdant ground ! 
 But spring will soon his rage withstand, 
 And spread new beauties round. 
 
 2 My soul a sharper winter mourns ; 
 
 And fruitless I remain ; 
 When will the gentle spring return, 
 The graces grow again 1 
 
 3 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise ! 
 
 This frozen heart remove : 
 O, hush these storms, and clear my skies, 
 And let me feel thy love ! 
 
 Hymn 405. C. M. 
 
 Spring. 
 
 TQLEAK winter is subdu'd at length, 
 
 And fore'd to yield the day ; 
 The sun has wasted all his strength, 
 And driven him away. 
 
 2 And now long wish'd for spring is come, 
 
 How alter'd is the scene ! 
 The trees and shrubs are drest in bloom, 
 The earth array'd in green. 
 
 3 Where e'er we tread, beneath our feet 
 
 The clust'ring flowers spring : 
 The tuneful birds, in concert sweet, 
 Invite our hearts to sing. 
 
 4 But ah ! in vain I strive to join, 
 
 Oppress'd with sin and doubt ; 
 I feel 'tis winter still within, 
 Though all is spring without. 
 
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 5 Oh ! would my Saviour from on high, 
 
 Break through these clouds and shine, 
 No creature then more blest than I ; 
 No song more loud than mine. 
 Hymn 406. L. M. 
 
 Lightning in the night. 
 A GLANCE from heav'n with sweet effect 
 Sometimes my pensive spirit cheers; 
 But ere I can my thoughts collect, 
 As suddenly it disappears. 
 
 2 So lightning in the gloom of night, 
 
 Affords a momentary day ; 
 Disclosing objects full in sight, 
 
 Which soon as seen, are snatch'd away. 
 
 3 The lightning's flash did not create 
 
 The op'ning prospect it reveafd ! 
 But only show'd the real state 
 
 Of what the darkness had conceal'd. 
 
 4 Just so, we by a glance discern 
 
 The glorious things within the veil, 
 That, when in darkness, we may learn 
 To live by faith till light prevail. 
 
 6 The Lord's great day will soon advance, 
 
 Dispersing all the shades of night ; 
 Then we no more shall need a glance, 
 But see by an eternal light. 
 Hymn 407. II. 4. 
 
 Providence of Ood in the Seasons. — Ps. lxv. 11. 
 Acts xiv. 17. 
 TI W pleasing is the voice 
 
 Of God our heavenly King, 
 Who bids the frosts retire, 
 And wakes the lovely spring ! 
 
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 Bright suns arise, 
 The mild wind blows, 
 And beauty glows, 
 
 Through earth and skies. 
 
 2 The morn with glory crowned, 
 His hand arrays in smiles : 
 He bids the eve decline, 
 Rejoicing o'er the hills : 
 
 The evening breeze 
 His breath perfumes, 
 His beauty blooms 
 
 In flowers and trees. 
 
 3 With life he clothes the spring, 
 The earth with summer warms: 
 He spreads th' autumnal feasts, 
 And rides on wintry storms : 
 
 His gifts divine 
 Through all appear 
 And round the year 
 
 His glories shine. 
 
 Hymn 408. L. M. 
 
 Institution nf the Lord's supper. 
 
 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
 When powers 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 through all his actions ran ! 
 What wondrous words oi* grace he spake ! 
 
294 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 " This is my body broke for sin ; 
 Receive and eat the living food :" 
 Then took the cup and bless'd the wine ; 
 " This the new covenant in my blocd ;" 
 
 4 " Do this," he cried, " till time shall end ; 
 Meet at my table and record 
 
 The kindness of your dying friend ; 
 The love of your departed Lord." 
 
 Hymn 409. L. M. 
 
 Confirmation. 
 r\ HAPPY day that stays my choice 
 On tlioe my Saviour and my God ! 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell thy goodness all abroad. 
 
 2 O happy bond ! that seals my vows, 
 To him who merits all my love ; 
 Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
 "W hile to his sacred throne I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done, the great transaction 's done ; 
 Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine ; 
 Help me, through grace, to follow on, 
 Glad to confess thy voice divine. 
 
 4 Here rest, my oft divided heart, 
 Fix'd on thy God, thy Saviour, rest ; 
 Who with the world would grieve to part, 
 When calKd on angels' food to feast 1 
 
 6 High heaven 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. 
 
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 Hymn 410. L. M. 
 
 Intercession for young Christians. 
 
 A UTHOR of faith, we seek thy face 
 For ail who feel thy work begun ; 
 Confirm and strengthen them in grace, 
 And lead thy feeblest children on. 
 
 2 Their wants thou knowest and their names ; 
 
 Be mindful of thy youngest care ; 
 Be tender of thy new born lambs, 
 And gently in thy bosom bear. 
 
 3 In safety lead thy little flock 
 
 From hell, the world, and sin secure, 
 And set their feet upon the rock, 
 And make in thee their goings sure. 
 
 Hymn 411. C. M. 
 
 Player for the Young. 
 TlESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 
 ■^ The gift of saving grace ; 
 And let the seed of sacred truth 
 Fall in a fruitful place. 
 
 2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, 
 
 Of pure and heavenly root ; 
 
 But fairest in the youngest shows, 
 
 And yields the sweetest fruit. 
 
 3 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes, 
 
 The voice of sovereign love ! 
 Your youth is stained with many crimes, 
 But mercy reigns above. 
 
 4 True, you are young, but there 's a stone 
 
 Within the youngest breast ; 
 Or half the crimes which you have done 
 Would rob you of your rest. 
 
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 5 For you the public prayer is made, 
 
 Oh ! join the public prayer ! 
 For you the secret tear is shed, 
 shed yourselves a tear ! 
 
 6 We pray that you may early prove 
 
 The Spirit's power to teach ; 
 
 You cannot be too young to love 
 
 That Jesus whom we preach. 
 
 Hymn 412. S. M. 
 
 Prayer for Youth. 
 
 fJREAT God ! with heart and tongue, 
 
 For all our youth we pray ; 
 Oh may they learn, while they are young, 
 To walk in wisdom's way ! 
 
 2 Now, in their early days, 
 
 Teach them thy will to know ; 
 O God, thy sanctifying grace 
 On every heart bestow ! 
 
 Make their defenceless youth 
 
 The object of thy care ; 
 Cause them to choose the way of truth, 
 
 And fly from every snare. 
 
 4 Their hearts to folly prone, 
 
 Renew by power divine ; 
 Unite them to thyself alone, 
 And make them wholly Thine. 
 
 5 Lord, let thy sacred word 
 
 Their warmest thoughts employ ; 
 There let them daily find the road 
 Which leads to endless joy. 
 
 
 
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 Hymn 413. C. M. 
 Youthful piety. 
 VOUTH, when devoted to the Lord, 
 
 Is pleasing- in his eves ; 
 A flow'r, though offer'd in the bud, 
 Is no vain sacrifice. 
 
 2 'Tis easier far if we begin 
 
 To fear the Lord betimes ; 
 For sinners who grow old in sin 
 Are harden'd in their crimes. 
 
 3 It saves us from a thousand snares 
 
 To mind religion young ; 
 Grace will preserve our following years, 
 And make our virtue strong. 
 
 4 To thee, Almighty God, to thee 
 
 Our hearts we now resign : 
 'Twiil please us to look back and see 
 That our whole lives were thine. 
 
 Hymn 414. S. M. 
 
 Confidence in God. 
 VOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 
 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 house above 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 His grace will, to the end, 
 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shah 1 quench the love divine. 
 
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 4 When we in darkness v\ alk, 
 
 Nor feel the heavenly flame ; 
 1 i.en 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 Blest is the man, O God, 
 
 That stays himself on thee ! 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 Hymn 415. C. M. 
 
 The Christian's hope. 
 
 YUHILE through this changing world we 
 roam, 
 
 From infancy to age, 
 Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home, 
 
 His rest at every stage. 
 
 2 Thither his raptured thought ascends, 
 
 Eternal joys to share ; 
 There his adoring spirit bends, 
 While here he kneels in prayer. 
 
 3 From earth his freed affections rise, 
 
 To fix on things above, 
 Where all his hope of glory lies, 
 And where is perfect love. 
 
 4 Ah ! there may we our treasure place, 
 
 There let our hearts be found ; 
 That still, where sin abounded, grace 
 May more and more abound. 
 
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 » Henceforth our conversation be 
 With Christ before the throne ; 
 Ere long we eye to eye shall see, 
 And know as we are known. 
 
 Hymn 416. C. M. 
 
 St. John xiv. 6. 
 HPHOU art the way — to thee alone 
 
 From sin and death we flee ; 
 And he who would the Father seek, 
 Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 
 
 Thou art the truth — thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart ; 
 Thou only canst inform the mind 
 
 And purify the heart. 
 Thou art the life — the rending tomb 
 
 Proclaims thy conqu'ring arm, 
 And those who put their trust in thee 
 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 Thou art the way, the truth, the life ; 
 
 Grant us that way to know, 
 That truth to keep, that life to win, 
 
 Whose joys eternal flow. 
 
 Hymn 417. S. M. 
 
 Philippians, ii. 12, 13. 
 TTEIRS of unending life, 
 
 While yet we sojourn here, 
 O let us our salvation work 
 
 With trembling and with fear. 
 God will support our hearts 
 
 With might before unknown ; 
 The work to be perform'd is ours, 
 The strength is all his own. 
 
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 3 Tis he that works to will. 
 'Tis he that works to do; 
 His is the power by which we act, 
 His be the glory too ! 
 
 Hymn 418. S. M. 
 
 The Family Altar. 
 "I N all my ways, O God, 
 
 I would acknowledge thee; 
 And seek to keep my heart and house 
 From all pollution free. 
 
 2 Where'er I have a tent, 
 
 An altar will I raise ; 
 And thither my oblations bring, 
 Of humble prayer and praise. 
 
 3 Could I my wish obtain, 
 
 My household, Lord, should be 
 Devoted to thyself alone, 
 A nursery for thee. 
 
 Hymn 419. L. M. 
 
 Family Religion — Gen. xvni. 19. 
 PATHER of all, thy care we bless, 
 
 Which crowns our families with peace ; 
 From thee they spring, and by thy hand 
 They have been and are still sustained. 
 
 2 To God, most worthy to be praised, 
 Be our domestic altars raised ; 
 
 Who, Lord of heaven, 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, 
 
 l >t thv precepts, and thy gracrv. 
 
 
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 O may each future age proclaim 
 The honours of thy glorious name ! 
 While pleased and thankful we remove, 
 To join the family above. 
 
 Hymn 420. C. M. 
 
 Duty of Secret Prayer.— Matt. vi. 6. 
 
 "P ATHER of heaven ! Thy piercing eye, 
 
 Darts through the blackest night; 
 In deep retirement Thou art nigh, 
 
 The dark with Thee is light. 
 With every morning's dawning ray, 
 
 And every evening's shade, 
 May thine all-searching eye survey 
 
 My secret homage paid. 
 let thy own celestial fire 
 
 The incense still inflame ; 
 While my warm vows to Thee aspire, 
 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 So shall the presence of thy love 
 
 My soul in secret bless ; 
 So shalt Thou deign in worlds above 
 
 Thy suppliant to confess. 
 
 Hymn 421. L. M. 
 
 For a Charity or Sunday-school Anniversary. 
 X^ROM year to year in love we meet, 
 
 From year to year in peace we part ; 
 The tongues of children uttering sweet 
 
 The bosom joy of every heart. 
 But time rolls on ; and, year by year, 
 
 We change, grow up, or pass away : 
 Not twice the same assembly here 
 Have hailed the children's festal day 
 
302 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 Death, ere another year, shall strike 
 
 Some in our number marked to fall ; 
 Be young and old prepared alike : 
 The warning is to each and all. 
 
 4 This sole occasion then is ours ! 
 
 This day we ne'er again shall see ! 
 Lord God, awaken all our powers 
 To spend it for eternity ! 
 
 5 Our times, our lives, are in thy hand : 
 
 On Thee for all things we rely ; 
 
 Assured, while in thy grace we stand, 
 
 To live is Christ, and gain to die. 
 
 6 Meanwhile our failing ranks renew : 
 
 Send children, teachers, in our place- 
 More humble, docile, faithful true — 
 More like thy Son, from race to race. 
 
 Hymn 422. C. M. 
 
 Sunday -school Jlnniversorij. 
 
 r T , HY throne, O God ! in righteousness 
 
 For ever shall endure ; 
 We bow before it — deign to bless 
 The children of the poor. 
 
 2 Thy wisdom fix'd our lowly birth, 
 
 Yet we thy goodness share ; 
 Still make us, while we dwell on earth, 
 The children of thy care. 
 
 3 Strangers to Thee, though thine by name, 
 
 We heard thy welcome voice, 
 And, gather'd from the world, became 
 The children of thy choice. 
 
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 4 Thou art our Shepherd, glorious God ! 
 
 Thy little flock behold, 
 And guide us by thy staff aud rod, 
 The children of thy fold. 
 
 5 We praise thy name that we were brought 
 
 To this delightful place, 
 Where we are watch'd, and warn'd, and 
 taught, 
 The children of thy grace. 
 
 6 May all our friends, thy servants here, 
 
 Meet all our souls above, 
 And we and they in heaven appear 
 The children of thy love ! 
 
 Hymn 423. C. M. 
 
 By the children of a Sunday -school. 
 Q LORD our God, thy light and truth 
 
 To us thy children send, 
 That we may serve thee in our youth, 
 And love thee to the end. 
 2 By nature sinful, weak, and blind, 
 The downward path we trod, 
 Our wand'ring heart and wayward mind 
 Were enemies to God. 
 '1 But friends and guardians now, through 
 grace, 
 Our heedless steps restrain : 
 They teach us, Lord, to seek thy face, 
 Which none shall seek in vain. 
 4 Hence to the hills we lift our eyes, 
 From which salvation springs : 
 Sun of righteousness, arise, 
 With healing in thy wings ! 
 
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 5 Arise — and o'er this vale of tears, 
 Shine unto perfect day : 
 Still heavenward, through our following 
 years, 
 Pointing thy servants' way ! 
 
 Hymn 424. S. Ill 
 
 Children numbering their days. 
 
 HP HE pure and peaceful mind. 
 The meek and lowly heart, 
 The patient will to thine resign'd, 
 God of all power, impart. 
 
 2 Young though in years we be, 
 
 In health and spirits strong, 
 What is the life of man to thee 
 The longest is not long. 
 
 3 A thousand years, a day, 
 
 Are equal in thy sight: 
 Our generations pass away, 
 Like watches of the night. 
 
 4 Lord, make us timely wise 
 
 To know our call of grace ; 
 And with the moment, as it files, 
 Run our appointed race. 
 
 Hymn 425. C. M. 
 
 C hildren praising Christ.-Ma.lt. xxi. 15, 15. 
 HP HOUGH in the temple some are found 
 
 Who bid us hold our peace ; 
 Hosanna ! loud our lips resound, 
 To Christ the God of Grace. 
 2 Hosanna ! ever be our cry, 
 To David's Son and Lord : 
 Save ! now thou art exalted high ; 
 Thy gracious help afford. 
 
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 Out of the mouths of very babes 
 
 Thou hast ordained praise : 
 To sing thy power, thy grace, and love, 
 
 We now our voices raise. 
 Hosanna ! still we'll cry aloud, 
 
 To Christ enthroned on high ; 
 May we at last surround the throne, 
 
 And Hallelujah cry ! 
 
 FOR THE CLOSE OF SOCIAL 
 MEETINGS. 
 
 Hymn 425. III. 1. 
 
 M parting. 
 
 \ S the sun's enliv'ning eye 
 
 Shines on ev'ry place the same 
 So the Lord is always nigh 
 
 To the souls that love his name. 
 For a season call'd to part, 
 
 Let us then ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 
 Of our ever present Friend. 
 Jesus, hear our humble prayer, 
 
 Tender shepherd of thy sheep ! 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 In thy strength may we be strong, 
 
 Sweeten every cross and pain ; 
 Give U6, if we live, ere long, 
 
 Here to meet in p^ace again. 
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 Hymn 427. C. M. 
 
 After Sermon.— Matt. xiii. 3—23. 
 TV^OW, Lord, the heav'nly seed is sown, 
 
 Be it thy servant's care, 
 Thy heavenly hlessing to bring down, 
 By humble, fervent pray'r. 
 
 2 In vain we plant without thine aid, 
 
 And water too in vain : 
 Lord of the harvest, God of grace, 
 Send down thy heavenly rain. 
 
 3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and tongues 
 
 Begin this song divine ; 
 Thou, Lord, hast giv'n the rich increase, 
 And be the glory thine. 
 
 Hymn 428. II. 4. 
 
 Praise to the Saviou- 
 TESUS, accept the praise 
 
 That to thy Name belongs ! 
 Matter of all our lays, 
 
 Subject of all our songs ; 
 Through thee we now together came, 
 And part exulting in thy name. 
 
 2 In flesh we part awhile, 
 
 But still in spirit join'd, 
 T' embrace the happy toil, 
 
 Thou hast to each assign'd ; 
 And, while we do thy blessed will, 
 We bear our heaven about us still. 
 
 3 let us thus go on, 
 
 In all thy pleasant ways, 
 And, arm'd with patience, run 
 
 With joy th' appointed race ! 
 Keep us and every seeking soul, 
 Till aJl attain the heavenly T'mL 
 
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 4 There we shall meet again, 
 When all our toils are o'er, 
 And death, and grief, and pain, 
 
 And parting are no more : 
 We shall with all our brethren rise, 
 And grasp thee in the flaming skies. 
 
 Hymn 429. L. M. 
 
 Praise for the privileges of the Gospel. 
 
 TTAPPY the saints whose lot is cast, 
 
 Where oft is heard the gospel sound ; 
 The word is pleasant to their taste, 
 A healing balm for every wound. 
 
 2 With joy they hasten to the place, 
 
 Where they their Saviour oft have met, 
 And while they feast upon his grace, 
 Their burdens and their griefs forget. 
 
 3 This favour'd lot, my friends, is ours ; 
 
 May we the privilege improve, 
 And find these consecrated hours, 
 Sweet earnests of the joys above. 
 
 Hymn 430. L, M. 
 
 Parting Hymn. 
 /^OME, christian brethren, ere we part 
 
 Join every voice and every heart ; 
 One solemn hymn to God we raise, 
 One final song of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Christians, we here may meet no more, 
 But there is yet a happier shore ; 
 And there, releas'd from toil and pain, 
 Dear brethren we shall meet again. 
 
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 Hymn 4:31. L. M. 
 
 Prayer at parting. 
 
 PJISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 
 
 Help us to feed upon thy word ; 
 All that has been amiss, forgive, 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; 
 Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
 Give every fetter'd soul release, 
 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
 Hymn 432. C. M. 
 
 Jjfter sermon. 
 
 JgALVATION ! O the joyful sound ! 
 
 What pleasure to our ears ! 
 A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 "2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 The spacious earth around, 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound ! 
 
 3 Salvation : O thou bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 To thee the praise belongs ; 
 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 
 And dwell upon our tongues. 
 
 Hymn 433. CM. 
 
 Praise to the Lamb.—?SK\m cxv. L 
 TV'OT unto us, but thee alone, 
 Blest Lamb, be glory giv'n 
 Here shall thy praises be begun, 
 And carried on in heav'n. 
 
OF SOCIAL MEETINGS. 
 
 2 'Till we the veil of flesh lay down, 
 Accept our weaker lays ; 
 And when we reach thy blissful throne, 
 We'll give thee nobler praise. 
 
 Hymn 434. ITT. 2. 
 
 The Close of a Meeting for Prayer, 
 
 TF 'tis sweet to mingle where 
 
 Christians meet for social prayer ; 
 If 'tis sweet with them to raise 
 Songs of holy joy and praise, — 
 Passing sweet that state must be 
 Where they meet eternally. 
 
 2 Saviour, may these meetings prove, 
 Preparations for above; 
 
 While we worship in this place, 
 May we go from grace to grace ; 
 Till we, each in his degree, 
 Fit for endless glory be. 
 
 3 BnE.4r> of heaven ! on thee I feed, 
 For thy flesh is meat indeed : 
 Ever may my soul be fed 
 
 With this true and living bread ; 
 Day by day with strength supplied 
 Through the life of him who died. 
 
 4 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies 
 This blest cup of sacrifice. 
 
 'Tis thy wounds my healing give : 
 To thy cross I look and live. 
 Thou my life ! O let me be 
 Rooted, grafted, built on Thee. 
 
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 Hymn 435. L M. 
 
 After Sermon. 
 
 I" ORD ! now we part in thy blest Name, 
 
 In which we here together came ; 
 Grant us our few remaining days 
 To work thy will and spread thy praise. 
 
 2 Teach us in life and death to bless 
 
 Thee, Lord ! our strength and righteousness ; 
 And grant us all to meet above, 
 Where we shall better sing thy love ! 
 
 Hymn 436. IIT. 3. 
 
 After Sermon. — 2 Cor. xiii. 14. 
 
 TVI A V the grace of Ohrist our Saviour, 
 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the holy Spirit's favour, 
 Rest upon us from above ! 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union 
 
 With each other and the Lord ; 
 
 And possess, in sweet communion, 
 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 Hymn 437. S. M. 
 
 On leaving- the House of Ood. 
 
 THY word, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Where'er it enters in, 
 Is sharper than a two-edged sword 
 To slay the man of sin. 
 
 2 Thy word is popper and life ; 
 It bids confusion cease, 
 And changes envy, hatred, strife, 
 To love, and jov. and peace. 
 
 
SOCIAL MEETINGS. 31) 
 
 3 Then let our hearts obey 
 
 The gospel's glorious sound, 
 And all its fruits, from day to-day 
 Be in us and abound. 
 
 Hymn 433. III. 4. 
 
 Parting Hymn. 
 I* ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing ; 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
 Let us each thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace. 
 
 O refresh us, 
 Traveling through this wilderness. 
 2 Thanks we give and adoration, 
 For the^ gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation, 
 In our hearts and lives abound ; 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 Hymn 439. II. 4. 
 
 Prayer for a Blessing. — Rev. xxii. 20. 
 
 'T'O thee, our wants are known, 
 
 From thee are all our pow'rs ; 
 Accept what is thine own, 
 
 And pardon what is ours : 
 Our praises, Lord, and pray'rs receive, 
 And to thy word a blessing give. 
 2 [0 grant that each of us, 
 
 Now met before thee here, 
 May meet together thus, 
 
 When thou and thine appear ! 
 And follow thee to heav'n our home ; 
 E'en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come !] 
 
312 DOXOIXXJIES. 
 
 BOXOLOGIES. 
 
 Common Metre. 
 r p0 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom we adore, 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 And shall be evermore. 
 
 Long Metre. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom earth and heav'n adore. 
 
 Be glory, as it was of olc 
 Is now, and shall be evermore. 
 
 Short Metre. 
 To God the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit glory be ; 
 As 'twas, and is, and shall be so, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 in. 1. 
 
 Sing we to our God above, 
 Praise eternal as his love : 
 Praise him, all ye heav'nly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 II. 2. 
 
 To Father, Son, ana Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom heaven's triumphant host, 
 
 And suff 'ring saints on earth adore ; 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 And now it is, and so shall last, 
 
 When time itself shall be no more. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 313 
 
 II. 4. 
 
 Give to the Father praise, 
 Give glory to the Son ; 
 And to the Holy Ghost, 
 Be equal honours done : 
 Our mercies thee their author claim, 
 And honour to th' eternal name. 
 
 II. 1. 
 
 Ye saints of God, your voices raise, 
 And sing th' eternal Father's praise, 
 
 And glorify the Son : 
 Give gLory to the Holy Ghost, 
 And join with all th' angelic host, 
 
 To bless the great Three-One. 
 
 III. 3. 
 
 Glory be to God the Father, 
 
 Glory to the eternal Son ; 
 Sound aloud the Spirit's praises, 
 
 With the elders round the throne. 
 
 II. 4. 
 
 To God the Father's throne 
 Perpetual honours raise, 
 Glory to God the Son ; 
 To God the Spirit praise 
 With all our powers, 
 Eternal King, 
 Thy name we sing, 
 While faith adores. 
 
TABLE 
 
 Of Peculiar Metres, with reference to a suitable 
 Tune in " The Baltimore Collection of Church 
 Music." 
 
 Hymn. 
 
 No. 
 
 Hvmn 
 
 No. Hymn 
 
 No. 
 
 Hvmn 
 
 No. 
 
 Hvmn 
 
 No. 
 
 3 
 
 167 
 
 125 
 
 167 212 
 
 171 303 
 
 141 
 
 354 
 
 137 
 
 5 
 
 137 
 
 126 
 
 162 220 
 
 159 305 
 
 169 
 
 355 
 
 .50 
 
 9 
 
 171 
 
 130 
 
 191 222 
 
 151 306 
 
 157 
 
 356 
 
 205 
 
 11 
 
 152 
 
 131 
 
 191 226 
 
 173 307 
 
 219 
 
 360 
 
 138 
 
 13 
 
 146 
 
 136 
 
 118 231 
 
 137 308 
 
 171 
 
 361 
 
 163 
 
 27 
 
 144 
 
 138 
 
 151 234 
 
 151 309 
 
 229 362 
 
 205 
 
 33 
 
 144 
 
 139 
 
 194 236 
 
 137 311 
 
 141 
 
 363 
 
 151 
 
 35 
 
 185 
 
 153 
 
 143 240 
 
 189 312 
 
 195 
 
 365 
 
 176 
 
 39 
 
 141 
 
 154 
 
 118 247 
 
 138 313 
 
 160 
 
 367 
 
 214 
 
 43 
 
 141 
 
 160 
 
 129 257 
 
 199 316 
 
 216 
 
 368 
 
 159 
 
 54 
 
 159 
 
 165 
 
 183 261 
 
 183 323 
 
 141 
 
 369 
 
 214 
 
 66 
 
 194 
 
 166 
 
 117 262 
 
 184 325 
 
 211 
 
 371 
 
 229 
 
 68 
 
 173 
 
 168 
 
 141 265 
 
 181 326 
 
 195 
 
 376 
 
 293 
 
 77 
 
 176 
 
 169 
 
 2il 267 
 
 2-23 329 
 
 141 
 
 377 
 
 293 
 
 83 
 
 189 
 
 172 
 
 183 28 
 
 150 332 
 
 117 
 
 381 
 
 151 
 
 95 
 
 143 
 
 178 
 
 214 270 
 
 137i333 
 
 179 
 
 402 
 
 159 
 
 96 
 
 151 
 
 179 
 
 207 281 
 
 201 335 
 
 170 
 
 403 
 
 201 
 
 102 
 
 194 
 
 180 
 
 119 286 
 
 176 336 
 
 183 
 
 407 
 
 142 
 
 110 
 
 176 
 
 183 
 
 200 292 
 
 120 341 
 
 183 
 
 426 
 
 156 
 
 115 
 
 118 
 
 184 
 
 172 294 
 
 138 
 
 342 
 
 141 
 
 428 
 
 141 
 
 117 
 
 184 
 
 185 
 
 209 295 
 
 118 
 
 345 
 
 171 
 
 434 
 
 167 
 
 119 
 
 141 
 
 196 
 
 L51 . , 
 
 171 
 
 347 
 
 195 
 
 436 
 
 171 
 
 122 
 
 121 
 
 204 
 
 161 i 300 
 
 179 
 
 348 
 
 159 
 
 438 
 
 183 
 
 123 
 
 151 
 
 205 
 
 183,301 
 
 141 
 
 352 
 
 176 
 
 439 
 
 141 
 
 124 
 
 162 
 
 209 
 
 1631 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 314 
 
A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Accept, O Lord, our 
 Almighty God ! Eternal 
 Awake, sweet harp of 
 Amazing grace! unv 
 Alas! au.l did my Sav. 
 Awake, my tongue, 
 And are we wretches 
 And canst thou, sinner 
 As the serpent, rais'd 
 And will the Lord thus 
 Approach, my soul, the 
 Ah wretched, vile, un. 
 All hail, the great Im. 
 Awake, and sing the 
 Am I a soldier of tne 
 Awake our souls, away 
 A charge to keep I 
 As when a weary trav. 
 And will the Judge des. 
 Arise, my soul! with 
 Awake, awake, arise 
 Arise, great God, and 
 Arm of iheLord, awak. 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awf. 
 An alien from God and 
 At anchor laid, remote 
 A glance from heav'n 
 Author of faith, we 
 As the sun's enliv'ning 
 
 Behold the throne of 
 Beloved Saviour, faith. 
 Blest are the souls thaj. 
 Blest be the name of /.. 
 Blest be the Father for 
 Biow ye the trumpet 
 Beside the gospel pool 
 Behold a sinner, deare. 
 
 By Faith we are come 128 
 Beset with snares on 135 
 Be it my only wisdom I08 
 Behold the gloomy vale ld3 
 Before the great Jehov. 188 
 Blest inhabitants of Z. 204 
 Brightest and best of 224 
 Behold, high in the mid. 236 
 Beiiold th' expected tim. 245 
 Broad is the road that 2=3 
 Bleak winter is subdu'd 2;il 
 liestuw, dear Lord upon 2J5 
 
 Can aught beneath a 
 Come, Holy Spirit come 
 Come, Holy Spirit, hea. 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our 
 Come, sacred Spirit 
 Come, weary souls 
 Come, sinners, to the 
 Come humbled sinner 
 Come, ye sinners, poor 
 Come, ye weary sinn. 
 Can such a wretch for 
 Come, ye that love the 
 Come, every pious hea. 
 Come, let us join our 
 Come, gracious Lord 
 Come, thou long expec. 
 Come, let us anew 
 Come, Lord, and bless 
 Captain of thine enlist. 
 Christians, the glorious 
 Come and see what G. 
 Come, ye weary souls 
 Come, sacred Spirit 
 Come, christian breth. 
 313 
 
 85 
 8(5 
 93 
 99 
 116 
 120 
 126 
 207 
 218 
 227 
 227 
 231 
 239 
 239 
 261 
 273 
 307 
 
116 
 
 A TABLE OP 
 
 Dear Shepherd of thy 
 Drooping soul, shake 
 Destruction's danger. 
 Dear Lord, my best des. 
 Day of judgment! day 
 Daughter of Ziou, from 
 Dismiss us with thy bl. 
 Did Christ o'er sinners 
 Death cannot make my 
 
 Eternal power! whose 
 Eternal Spirit! we con. 
 Eternal beam of light 
 Eternal God ! we look 
 
 Father, behold with gr. 
 Far from my thoughts 
 Father of mercies! in 
 Father of mercies bow 
 Father, how wide thy 
 Father of our dying L. 
 From the cross uplifted 
 Father of Jesus Christ 
 Father, I stretch my 
 For mercies countless 
 Father, whate'er of 
 Father Divine, thy pier. 
 Frequent the day of Go. 
 From the regions of 
 From all that dwell bel. 
 From Greenland's icy 
 Father, I long, I faint 
 Father of all ! we bow 
 Far from the world, O 
 Father fall, thy care 
 Father of heaven ! Thy 
 From year to year ia 
 
 Great God, we to thy 
 God of almighty love 
 God, in the gospel of 
 Grace! 'tis a charming 
 Great Spirit of iminor. 
 Guilty and vile, before 
 Great God! to thee I 
 Guide ine Q thou great 
 
 Great God! on what a 
 God with one piercing 
 Great God, what do I 
 Glory to thee, who safe 
 Glory to thee, my God 
 Great God! this sacred 
 Great High Priest, we 
 Great God we sing thy 
 Great God, the nations 
 Go forth, and plant the 
 Great Lord of all thy 
 God of my life, to thee 
 God gives his mercies 
 Great God ! with heart 
 
 How charming is the 
 How precious is the bo. 
 He lives, the great Re. 
 Holy Ghost, disperse 
 Hasten, sinner, to be 
 Ho ! every one that 
 Ho! all ye trembling 
 How sad our state by 
 ileal us, I'umanuel 
 How oft, alas! this wr. 
 How long, thou faith. 
 How rirm a foundation 
 How sweet the name 
 Honour and happiness 
 How vain are all things 
 Happiness, thou lovely 
 Hark, my soul! it is the 
 Happy the heart, where 
 Hail, everlasting Prin. 
 llt.vv sweet, how heav. 
 Had I a throne above 
 How blest is he, whom 
 Hark ! from the tombs a 
 How blest the righteo. 
 He comes ! he comes 
 How great, bow terribl. 
 Happy the chinch, thou 
 He dies! the Friend of 
 Hark '. the herald angels 
 Hither, ye faithful, has. 
 Hark ! what uu an those 
 
 178 
 185 
 192 
 
 im 
 
 199 
 208 
 211 
 2-23 
 2H5 
 240 
 252 
 279 
 2s2 
 206 
 
 23 
 
 23 
 47 
 58 
 72 
 83 
 84 
 95 
 106 
 108 
 108 
 121 
 124 
 134 
 139 
 159 
 161 
 163 
 165 
 166 
 170 
 170 
 181 
 184 
 186 
 189 
 202 
 212 
 219 
 220 
 220 
 
FIRST LINES. 
 
 317 
 
 Ilark the glad sound 
 Hark! hark! the notes 
 How wondrous and 
 Hail to the Lord's anoi. 
 Hark ! what mean those 
 Hark! the song of Jubi. 
 How much the drooping 
 Hearts of stone, relent 
 How happy are they 
 How blest the sacred 
 How happy are the soul 
 How pleasing is the vo. 
 Heirs of unending life 
 Happy the saints who. 
 
 In thy great name, O 
 In loud exalted strains 
 Infinite grace ! and can 
 In Christ I've all my 
 Infinite excellence is 
 I saw, beyond the tomb 
 I own my guilt, my 
 I'll praise my maker 
 I send the joys of earth 
 I thirst, but not as once 
 I was a grov'ling creat. 
 In vain our fancy striv. 
 Inspirer and hearer of 
 Indulgent Father, by 
 I love thy kingdom 
 In songs of sublime 
 I'm not ashamed to 
 Inquire, ye pilgrims 
 In all my ways, O God 
 if 'tis sweet to mingle 
 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus 
 Jesus, 
 Joy is 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus, 
 Jesus, 
 
 where'er thy pe. 
 thy lovely self 
 we look to thee 
 hath died that I 
 I love thy charm, 
 a fruit that will 
 and shall it ever 
 my strength, 
 our soul's delig. 
 lover of my soul u< 
 
 Jesus, my all to heav'n 156 
 Jesus shall reign where. 247 
 Je^is stands, oh, how 255 
 Jehovah is our sheph. 278 
 Jesus, accept the praise 3u6 
 
 Kindred in Christ, for 15 
 
 Lord, behold thy people 
 Lord, in thy presence 
 Lord, we come before 
 Lord, teach us how to 
 Long have we sat ben. 
 Light of those whose 
 Lord God, the Holy G. 
 Life is the time to serve 
 Let us alore the grace 
 Let the world their vir. 
 Lord, at thy feet in 
 Lord! thou know st my 
 Lord, at thy feet I pros. 
 Lord, with glowing he. 
 Let worldly minds the 
 Let thoughtless thous. 
 Love divine, all loves 
 Let party names no 
 Lo! on a narrow neck 
 Lo! he comes with clo. 
 Lord of the harvest 
 Like Noah's weary 
 Look up. my soul, with 
 Look down, O God 
 Lijiht of them that sit 
 Let songs of praises fiil 
 Lord, in the temples 
 Light of life, seraphic 
 Lord ! now we part i n 
 Lord, dismiss us with 
 
 11 
 13 
 19 
 33 
 
 53 
 
 Gl 
 
 73 
 
 87 
 
 97 
 
 98 
 
 101 
 
 103 
 
 131 
 
 138 
 
 151 
 
 1134 
 
 166 
 
 177 
 
 187 
 
 204 
 
 205 
 
 231 
 
 241 
 
 244 
 
 257 
 
 273 
 
 289 
 
 310 
 
 311 
 
 Mark the soft-falling 27 
 May the power that br. 29 
 My song shall bless the 44 
 My former hopes are 95 
 My God, permit me not 114 
 My Saviour, hanging 211 
 Jlv soul would fain 270 
 
318 
 
 A TABLE OF 
 
 My God, how perfect 149 
 My Jesus thou hast 1 ,2 
 
 My God, ray Father 17o 
 My God, how endless is Ijg 
 'Mid scenes of confu. 271 
 May the grace of Christ 310 
 
 Now may the God of 
 Now let us raise our 
 Not all the blood of be. 
 Now to the Lamb, that 
 Now is the time, th' ac. 
 Now is th' accepted 
 Now begin the heaven. 
 Nothing on earth I call 
 Now let our souls, on 
 Now, gracious Lord 
 Now, Lord, the heav'n. 
 Not unto us, but thee 
 
 O thou, who once in 
 O that I could repent 
 O thou meek and gen. 
 O Lord, my God, in 
 O thou, whose tender 
 O that my load of sin 
 O for a glance of heav. 
 O thou God of my sal. 
 O my soul, what means 
 O gracious God, in 
 Our heavenly Father's 
 Ot" all the gifts thine 
 Oft as the leper's case I 
 O where is now that 
 Oh, could I find from 
 O for a closer walk 
 O thou from whom all 
 O for a heart to praise 
 O God, my Sun, thy 
 O where shall rest be 
 O Lord, another day is 
 Oh holy, holy, holy Lo. 
 On Zion, his most holy 
 O Spirit of the living 
 O Sun of Righteousnes. 
 Oh, how divine, how 
 
 O fly, mourning sinner 255 
 O turn ye, O turn ye 200 
 0'ir souls, by love, to. 2u9 
 Our souls shall magni. 277 
 O thou, before whose 278 
 One glance of thine 285 
 O happy dav that stays 294 
 O Lord ourGod, thy 303 
 
 Pray'r was appointed 16 
 Praise to the Lord on 34 
 Plung'd in a gulf of 48 
 Praise to thy name 64 
 
 Peace, troubled soul 90 
 
 People of the living God 205 
 
 Raise, thoughtless sin. 67 
 Rock of ages ! cleft for 151 
 Rise, my soul, and stre. 173 
 Rejoice, for Christ the 230 
 
 Saints, with pious zeal 
 Salvation ! O inelodio. 
 Stretch'd on the cross 
 Sovereign grace has po. 
 Say, sinner, hath a 
 Stop, poor sinners, stop 
 See in the vineyard of 
 Sinner, O why so thou 
 Sinners, turn, why will 
 Saviour, Prince, enthr. 
 Stay, thou insulted Spi. 
 Saviour, source of ever. 
 So let our lips and lives 
 Submissive to thy will 
 Stoop down, my thoug. 
 See the eternal Judge 
 Seek, my soul, the nar. 
 Saviour! when night 
 See how the morning 
 Say, who is she that 
 Sov'reign of worlds ab. 
 Saviour, visit thy plan. 
 Sinner, hath a voice 
 Sinners, hear your God 
 Sing to the Lord Jeho. 
 
 12 
 
 ■37 
 
 45 
 
 70 
 
 75 
 
 75 
 
 7G 
 
 77 
 
 91 
 
 90 
 
 114 
 
 153 
 
 167 
 
 174 
 
 182 
 
 ltd 
 
 193 
 
 195 
 
 197 
 
 203 
 
 237 
 
 251 
 
 2!52 
 
FIRST LINFS. 
 
 319 
 
 See, how rude winter's 291 
 Salvation! O the joyful 308 
 
 Thy presence gracious 
 Tlie Spirit breathes 
 The mighty frame of 
 To our Redeemer's glo. 
 There is a fountain 
 The God who once to 
 The Saviour! O, what 
 The Saviour, what a 
 The Lord proclaims his 
 The blessed Spirit, like 
 The time is short! the 
 The voice, that bids us 
 The Saviour calls— let 
 The Lord will happin. 
 The Lord of life, the S. 
 Though I have griev'd 
 This God is the God 
 Though troubles assail 
 Thou hidden source of 
 Thou only Sovereign of 
 To Jesus, the crown of 
 'Tis a point I long to 
 To keep the lamp alive 
 The saints should nev. 
 To Christ, the Lord, let 
 Through this wide wil. 
 'Tis finish'*! the con fl. 
 The day is past and 
 '"Tis ftnish'd," the Re. 
 'Tis done, th' atoning 
 The great Redeemer ro. 
 To us a child is born 
 Though now the natio. 
 Thy people, Lord, who 
 The Lord into his gard. 
 Today, if ye will hear 
 The voice of free grace 
 Thou who for sinners 
 'Tis religion that can 
 'Twas on that dark 
 Thou art the way— to 
 Thy throne, O God! in 
 The pure and peaceful 
 
 Though in the temple 304 
 Thy word, Almighty 310 
 To thee, our wants are 311 
 
 Uncertain how the way 154 
 Uprising from the dark 213 
 
 Vain, delusive world 51 
 Vital spark of heav'nly 180 
 
 When sinners utterbo. 9 
 Where two or three to. 10 
 What various hindran. 13 
 When Hannah, press'il 14 
 Where two or three wi. 17 
 What shall the dying 30 
 When Israel's tribes 39 
 With joy we meditate 49 
 Why should the childr. 61 
 When frowning death 71 
 What is the thing of 73 
 Why, mourning soul, 88 
 Would Jesus have the 111 
 When his lost sheep 113 
 What shall I do my G. 1J? 
 While here on earth 118 
 What am I, O thou 119 
 What sinners value I 123 
 With all my pow'rs of 125 
 When I can read my 130 
 What thousands never 139 
 When sins and tears 144 
 While carnal men, with 152 
 When, my Saviour 1C>9 
 
 Why should we start 1~8 
 When blooming youth lfc.> 
 Welcome, sweet day of 206 
 When I survey the wo. 209 
 Who is this that comes 214 
 We ffive immortal pra. 216 
 While shepherds watc. 217 
 While with ceaseless 225 
 Who, but thou, almigh. 241 
 With songs of grateful 244 
 When Jesus dwelt in 246 
 While the heralds of 247 
 
TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 #*> 
 
 When darkness long 
 Why sinks my weak 2e] 
 When marshaU'd on 284 
 When languor and dis. 28l> 
 What does the worldl. 288 
 When from the precep 280 
 What think ye of C. 200 
 While through this cha. 208 
 
 2H)1 Ye dying sons of men 
 Ye humble souls, appr. 
 Ye wretched, hungry 
 Ye hearts, with youth. 
 Ye servants of God 
 Ye glitt'ring toys of 
 Youth, when devoted 
 
 31 
 52 
 82 
 
 83 
 132 
 140 
 
 2<J7 
 Your harps, ye trembl. 297 
 
 THE END. 
 
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