THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY Endowed by the Reverend Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d. LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Calvin College http://archive.org/details/psalmshymnsadapt00cumb PSALMS AND HYMNS 0 OF Pft/fe W SOCIAL, PBQf iTSP 1963 i£/.oei oAL Si^ PUBLIC WORSHIP, CUMBERLAND PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH, (general Assembly AUTHORIZED BY THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY, AT REB SESSION IN HUNTSVILLE, ALABAMA, A. D. 1858. NASHVILLE, TENN. : C. P. BOARD OF PUBLICATION. 1872. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1859, by W. M. REED, in the office of the Clerk of the District Court for the Middle District zf Tennessee. CONTENTS PSALMS 1-250 HYMNS. The Holt Scriptures 253-258 Existence and Attributes of God 258-275 Providence and Government of God 275-286 Fall and helpless Condition of Man 286-290 The Gospel 291-303 Christ 303-324 Sufferings and Death of Christ, 324-335 ; Re- surrection and Ascension of Christ. 335-356 ; Love, Glory, and Excellence of Christ cele- brated. 356-372; Christ in various relations, 372-384. The Cross 384-387 The Holt Spirit 387-405 Warnings and Invitations of the Gospel 405-433 Conviction and Confession 433-445 Christian Graces 446-494 The Christian viewed* in various Relations and Circumstances 494-527 Institutions of the Gospel: The Church, 527-531; Baptism, 531-536; The Lord's Supper, 536-544; The Christian Sab- bath, 544-553 ; Public Worship, 553-568 ; Pri- vate and Family Worship, 569-582; The Min- istry, 582-591; Universal Diffusion of the Gospel, 591-615. Various Topics: Prayer, 616-628; Retirement and Meditation,' 628-632 ; Security of the Righteous, 632-634 ; Encouragement, 634-636 ; Scripture Models, 637, 638 ; Youth admonished and instructed, 638-640 ; Vanity of Earth, 641-644; Flight of Time, 644-651; Death, 651-668; Resurrection and Judgment, 668-679; Heaven, 680-694. Various Occasions 694-699 Miscellaneous 700-734 D0X0LOGIE8 736-731 PREFACE. The General Assembly of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, at its session in Huntsville, Alabama, A. D. 1858, appointed a committee, con- sisting of Rev. A. J. Baird, Rev. J. C. Provine, and N. Green, Jr., p]sq., to re- vise the Psalms and Hymns of the book formerly adopted by the Assembly for the use of the Church, with special instruc- tions as to the " names of authors/ ' " res- toration of their original phraseology," the "incorporation of old hymns," and " close attention to the theology of the same." The Assembly also appointed a commit tee, viz., Rev. C. P. Reed, Rev. R. Beard, D.D., Rev. M. Bird, D.D., to review the work of the revising committee prepara- tory to publication. EXPLANATION OF ABBREVIATIONS, Ch Church. Col Collection. Epis. Col Episcopal Collection. Luth. Col..; Lutheran Collection. Meth. Col Methodist Collection. Mont. Col Montgomery's Collection P.'s Col Pratt's Collection. Presb. Col Presbyterian Collection. Evang. Mag Evangelical Magazine. S. & H Sternhold & Hopkins. Sp. Psalms.. , Spirit of the Psalms. T. & B Tate & Brady. VI PREFACE. After much labor and scrupulous care, the committees have accomplished the tasks respectively assigned them, and now present to the Church, through the Committee of Publication, a compilation unsurpassed by any work of similar char- acter, in arrangement of subjects, beauty of poetry, piety of sentiment, and har- mony and symmetry of doctrine. May the great Head of the Church and King of saints approve the offering, to the advancement of Zion and the promo- tion of the Divine glory ! PSALMS. 1 Part I. L. M. Watts The Righteous and the Wicked. HAPPY the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way where sinners go ; Who. hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do ; 2 Who loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord ; And spends the wakeful hours of night With pleasure pondering o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green ; And Heaven will shine with kindest beams On every work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels crossed : As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 1 Part II. C. M. Watts BLEST is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet ; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer's seat ; 2 But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight ; By day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. 7 PSALMS. 3 He, like a plant of generous kind. By living waters set, Safe from the storm and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of holiness appear, Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so the impious and unjust : What vain designs they form ! Their hopes are blown away like dust Or chaif before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand Appoints his saints a place. Part III. S. M. Watts. THE man is ever blest Who shuns the sinner's ways ; Among thfcxr councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place; 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root ; Fresh as I lie leaf, his name shall live; His works are heavenly fruit. 4 Not so th' ungodly race ; They no such blessings find: Their ImiMx shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. PSALMS. Q Part I. C. M. Watts Christ exalted and his Enemies warned. WHY did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son ? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down ? 2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, Derides their rage below ; He speaks, with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through. 3 "I call him my eternal Son, And raise him from the dead ; 1 make my holy hill his throne, And wide his kingdom spread." 4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth ; Obey the anointed Lord; Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word. Q Part II. C. M. T. & U ATTEND, 0 earth, when God declares His uncontrolled decree : " Thou art my Son : this day, my heir, Have I begotten thee. 2 "Ask, and receive thy full demands : Thine shall the heathen be : The" utmost limits of the lands Shall be possessed by thee.'; 3 Learn, then, ye princes, and give ear, Ye judges of the earth ; Worship the Lord with holy fear, Rejoice with awful mirth. 9 PSALMS. 2 Part III. S. M. Watts. THE Lord ascends on high, And asks to rule the earth ; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heavenly birth. 2 He asks, and God bestows A large inheritance : Far as the world's remotest ends His kingdom shall advance. 3 The nations that rebel Must feel his iron rod : He'll vindicate those honors well Which he received from God. 4 Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne : With trembling joy, ye people, bow To God's exalted Son. 5 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place ; But blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace. 3 Part I. L. M. Watts God our Defence. Morning. OLORD, how many are my foes In this weak state of flesh and olood ! My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. i Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry ; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 10 PSALMS. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure ; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night ; Salvation doth to God belong : He raised my head to see the light, And makes his praise my morning-song. £ Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. MY God, how many are my fears ! How fast my foes increase ! Their number — how it multiplies ! How fatal to my peace ! 2 But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread ; Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 3 I cried, and from his holy hill He bowed a listening ear : I called my Father and my God, And he subdued my fear. 4 Guarded by him, I laid me down, My sweet repose to take ; For I through him securely sleep, Through him in safety wake. 5 What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood ? No terrors now shall shake my soul ; My refuge is my God. J Part III. C. M. T. & B. Same Subject. THOU, gracious Lord, art my defence, On thee my hopes rely ; 11 PSALMS. Thou art my glory, and shalt yet Lift up my head on high. 2 Guarded by him, I laid me down, My sweet repose to take ; For I through him securely sleep, Through him in safety wake. 3 Salvation to the Lord belongs ; He only can defend : His blessing he extends to all That on his power depend. 4. Part I. L. M. Watts. God our Portion. TTTHAT though th' unthinking world ma; VV say, "Who will bestow some earthly good ?" Lord, for thy light and love we pray : Our souls desire this heavenly food. 2 Then shall our cheerful powers rejoice At grace divine and love so great ; Nor will we change our happy choice For all their wealth and boasted state. 4 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I am for ever thine: 1 fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From care and business free, *T is sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, 12 PSALMS. Great God, my faith, my hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep : Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 5 Part I. L. M. Pratt's Col Communion with God. Sabbath Morning LORD, hear my words — my spirit see, When wrapt in solemn thoughts of thee : My King, my God, my cries attend : To thee my suppliant prayers ascend. 2 Whene'er the morning rays appear, Thou, Lord, my early voice shaft hear : To thee my lifted hands shall rise, And faith look up with longing eyes. 3 0 God, thy pure and holy mind In tents of sin no joy can find: Far from thy throne shall evil flee, Nor e'er inhabit, Lord, with thee. 4 But I, by boundless mercies led, Thy temple's sacred courts will tread ; Up to thy house with joy repair: Thy mercies shall surround me there. 5 Prostrate I'll bow, with fear impressed, While awe profound inspires my breast ; And faith, while yet my prayers arise, Firm on the Saviour's name relies. 5 Part II. C. M. Watts, Same Subject. LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; 13 PSALMS. To thee will 1 direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye — 2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints: 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there; 1 will frequent thine holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 0 may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness, Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face. > Part III. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. LORD, hear the voice of my complaint ; Accept my secret prayer : To thee alone, my King, my God, Will I for help repair. 2 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear, And with the dawning day, To thee devoutly I '11 look up, To thee devoutly pray. 3 Let all thy saints, who trust in thee, With shouts their joy proclaim; By thee preserved, let them rejoice, And magnify thy name. 14 PSALMS. 4 To righteous men the righteous Lord His blessings will extend ; And with his favor' all his saints, As with a shield, defend. 5 Part IV. C. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. BEHOLD us, Lord, with humble fear Approach thy temple gate ; Though most unworthy to draw near, Or in thy courts to wait. 2 But, trusting in thy boundless grace, To all so freely given, , We worship in thy holy place, And lift our souls to heaven. 3 Lead us in all thy righteous ways, Nor let our footsteps slide : Make straight thy path before our face, Our guardian still, and guide. 4 No more to sin, Lord, let us yield, Defended from above, And kept, and covered with the shield Of thy almighty love £> Part V. C. M. Wrangham. SOON as the morning rays appear, I'll lift my eyes above ; My voice shall reach thy listening ear, And supplicate thy love. 2 Within thy house my voice shall rise, Before thy mercy-seat ; There will I fix my steadfast eyes, And worship at thy feet. 15 PSALMS. 3 In righteousness thy strength display, And my protection be ; Teach me to know that only way Which leads to heaven and thee. 0 Part I. L. M. Watt? Severe Chastisements deprecated. LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear ; 0 let it not against me rise ! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrow that I feel ; The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, 0 Lord, in tender inercy heal. 3 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! How long, almighty God, how long? When shall thine hour of grace return ? When shall I make thy grace my song ? 6 Part II. C. M. Newton TN mercy, not in wrath, rebuke Thy feeble worm, my God ; My spirit dreads thine angry look, And trembles at thy rod. 2 Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak ; Regard my humble cry : 0 let thy voice of comfort speak, And bring salvation nigh. 3 0 come, and show thy power to save, And spare my fainting breath ; For who can praise thee in the grave, Or sing (hv name in death? Hi PSALMS. 4 Satan, my cruel, envious foe, Insults me in my pain ; He smiles to see me brought so low, And tells me hope is vain. 5 But hence, thou enemy, depart, Nor tempt me to despair ! My Saviour comes to cheer my heart ; The Lord has heard my prayer. 7 L. M. Pratt's Cot THE Lord is judge : before his throne All nations shall his justice own : 0 may my soul be found sincere, And stand approved with courage there. 2 The Lord, in righteousness arrayed, Surveys the world his hands have made ; Pierces the heart, and tries the reins, And judgment from on high ordains. 3 My God, my Shield ! around me place The shelter of the Saviour's grace : Then, when thine arm the just shall save, My life shall triumph o'er the grave. 8 Part I. L. M. Watts The Divine Glory celebrated. ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, Through all the earth thy name is spread And thine eternal glories rise Above the heavens thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the young Their sounding notes of honor raise ; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 2 17 PSALMS. 3 Amidst thy temple children throng To see their great Redeemer's face : The Son of David is their song, And loud liosannas fill the place. . 8 Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col The condescending Grace of God. ULORD, our Lord, in power divine, How great is thy illustrious name ! Through all the earth thy glories shine, Placed high above the heavenly frame. 2 Down from his throne thy Son descends, A little time our form to wear : Beneath th' angelic hosts he bends, Our sufferings and our guilt to bear. 3 But, lo ! thy power exalts him high, In glorious dignity enthroned ; He bears our nature to the sky, O'er all thy works the Ruler crowned. 4 Jesus, our Lord, in power divine, How great is thy illustrious name ! Through all the earth thy glories shine- Let all the earth resound thy fame. ^ Part III. C. M. Watt? Same Subject. OLORD, our Lord, how wondrous Is thine exalted name! »The glories of thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. 2 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visii him with grace, And love his nature so ?— 18 PSALMS. 3 That thine oternal Son should bear To take a mortal form ; Made lower than his angels are, To save a dying worm ! 4 Let him be crowned with majesty, Who bowed his head to death ; And be his honors sounded high By all things that have breath. 5 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let all the earth proclaim. 8 Part IV. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. OTHOU, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame, Through all the world, how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name ! 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high, Employs my wondering sight, The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light ; 3 Lord, what is man, that thou shouldst choost To keep him in thy mind ! Or what his race, that thou shouldst prove To them so wondrous kind ! 4 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame, Through all the world, how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name ! 19 PSALMS. 8 Part V. C. M. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. JEHOVAH, Lord of power and might, How glorious is thy name ! The blaze of day, the pomp of night, Thy majesty proclaim. 2 Lord, what is man — weak, sinful man — That he thy care should prove ; That thou for him shouldst deign to plan Such mighty acts of love ! 3 Made in thine image at his birth, Next to the heavenly host, And sovereign of the new-formed earth, Each privilege he lost. 4 Then did the pitying Saviour leave The glories of the sky, — 0 ! love too wondrous to conceive ! — For sinful man to die ; 5 To die, that we, by grace restored, Might life and glory claim ! 0 great Creator, Saviour, Lord, How excellent thy name ! 8 Part VI. S. M. Watts Same Subject. OLORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies ; 20 PSALMS. 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms ? 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so ? Next to thine angels is he placed, And lord of all below. 5 How rich thy bounties are ! How wondrous are thy ways, That from the dust thy power should frame A monument of praise ! 9 Part I. C. M. Watts God glorious as a Judge and Deliverer. WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song ; Thy wonders I'll proclaim : Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace: My God prepares his throne, To judge the world in righteousness, And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppressed, To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men who know thy name will trust In thy abundant grace ; For thou hast ne'er forsook the just Who humbly sought thy face. 6 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill, Who executes his threatening word, And doth his grace fulfil. 21 PSALMS. 9 Part II. C. M. Wati* Same. "\TTHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, VV Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls that mourn in dust Shall find a faithful God. 2 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain ; Make them confess that thou art God, And they but feeble men. 3 Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait, and long complain. Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. 4 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, To judge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. 9 Part III. C. M. Wrangham Same. TO God, who dwells on Zion's mount, Your lofty voices raise ; Through all the earth his works recount, In solemn hymns of praise. 2 The Lord in righteousness is known, In judgment seen by all ; The wicked, who his name disown, By their own works shall fall. 3 0 Lord, in majesty arise, The heathen's power assail; Exalt thyself above the skies, And let not man prevail. 22 PSALMS. 4 Thou art, 0 God, the righteous Lord, Thy name shall still endure ; Thy throne of judgment and thy word Shall stand for ever sure. 9 Part IV. C. M. T. & B Delight in praising God. TO celebrate thy praise, 0 Lord, I will my heart prepare ; To all the listening world thy works, Thy wondrous works, declare. 2 The thought of them shall to my soul Exalted pleasures bring ; While to thy name, 0 thou Most High, Triumphant praise I sing. 3 Thou art, 0 Lord, a sure defence Against oppressing rage ; As troubles rise, thy needful aid In our behalf engage. 4 To celebrate thy praise, 0 Lord, I will my heart prepare ; To all the listening world thy works, Thy wondrous works, declare. XO Part I. L. M. Pratt's Col. Jehovah, the Avenger of the Oppressed. JEHOVAH reigns — your tribute bring ; Proclaim the Lord, th' eternal King : Crown him, ye saints, with holy joy, His arm shall all your foes destroy. 2 Thy Spirit shall bur heart prepare ; Thine ear shall listen to our prayer : Thou, righteous Judge ! thou Power divine ! On thee the fatherless recline. 23 PSALMS 3 The Lord shall save th' afflicted breast, His arm shall vindicate th' oppressed; Earth's mightiest tyrant feel his power, Nor sin nor Satan grieve them more. 1 0 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. ~\T7HY doth the Lord depart so far, W And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress ? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy power ? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour? 3 0 God, arise — lift up thine hand, Attend our humble cry : No enemy shall dare to stand When God, our help, is nigh. 4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And lend thine ear to hear ; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy saints from fear. 10 Part III. CM. Wrangiiam Same Subject. ARISE, 0 Lord— lift up thine hand, And show to all mankind That in thy guidance and command The poor shall safety find. 2 Thou dost ungodliness behold: 0 then the humble bless, And with thy sacred love enfold The poor and fatherless. 24 PSALMS. 3 God hears his humble followers' voice, When offered up in prayer ; He bids their thankful hearts rejoice, Who to his house repair. 4 Those shall in peace and safety live, Who love God's righteous laws ; To them he will protection give, For ever, from their foes. 11 L. M. Watts. God present to save his People. MY 'refuge is the God of love : Why do my foes insult and cry, " Fly, like a timorous, trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly?" 2 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne, His eyes survey the world below : To him all mortal things are known, His eyelids search our spirits through. 3 If he afflict his saints so far, To prove their love and try their grace, What must the bold transgressors fear ! — His very soul abhors their ways. 4 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls? Whose thoughts and actions are sincere ; And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear [2 CM. Watts Divine Aid invoked in Times of great Wickedness. HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion loses ground ; The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 25 PSALMS. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, They act the flatterer's part : With fair, deceitful lips they speak, But with a double heart. •3 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is hardly to be found, And love is waxing cold, 4 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? Hast thou not given the sign ? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine ? 5 ''Yes," saith the Lord, "now will I rise, And make oppressors flee ; I shall appear to their surprise, And set my servants free." 13 Part I. C. M. Watts. Co)nplaint under the Hiding of God's Countenance. HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face, My God, how long delay ? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away ? 2 How long shall my afflicted soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. 3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield; My soul in safety keep ; Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed In death's eternal sleep. 4 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace Whence all my comforts spring; 1 shall employ my lip- in praise. And thy salvation sing. 26 PSALMS. 13 Part II. 7s. Pratt's Col Same Subject. LORD of mercy, just and kind, Wilt thou ne'er my guilt forgive ? Never shall my troubled mind In thy kind remembrance live ? 2 Lord, how long shall Satan's art Tempt my harassed soul to sin, Triumph o'er my humbled heart, Fears without and guilt within ? 3 Lord, my God, thine ear incline, Bending to the prayer of faith ; Cheer my eyes with light divine, Lest I sleep the sleep of death. 4 But on mercy I rely — Mercy, heavenly Lord, impart : Mercy brings salvation nigh ; Mercy shall rejoice my heart. 5 Lord, I lift my voice in praise, All thy bounty to adore : From eternity thy grace Flows, increasing evermore. 13 Part III. 7s. Pratt's Col Same Subject. LORD, my God, how long by thee Shall I quite forgotten be ? Lord, how long ? — for ever ? — say — Wilt thou turn thy face away ? 2 Ceaseless thoughts my soul perplex ; Daily griefs my spirit vex : O'er me, lo ! my foes bear sway : Lord, how long? — for ever? — say. 27 PSALMS. 3 Lord, my God, at length arise ; Mark my sorrows, hear my cries : Lighten thou my eyes that weep, Lest the sleep of death I sleep. 4 On thy mercy I repose : Thee my heart her Saviour knows ; Leaps for joy ; and hymns thee, Lord, Thee, her shield and great reward. 14 Part I. C. M. Watts. Atheism arising from Depravity. FOOLS in their hearts believe and say That all religion 's vain ; There is no God who reigns on high, Or minds th' affairs of men. 2 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 3 By nature, all are gone astray ; Their practice all the same ; There 's none that fears his Maker's hand, There 's none that loves his name. 4 0 that salvation might proceed From Zion's sacred place, Till Israel's captives all are freed, And sing recovering grace ! 14 Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject ARE sinners now so hardened grown, That they the saints devour. And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power ? 28 PSALMS. 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name : Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just ? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust : Great God, confound their pride. 4 0 that the joyful day was come To finish our distress ! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. 15 Part I. L. M. Watts The Citizen of Zion. WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face ? The man who loves religion now, And humbly walks with God below ; 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean ; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean : No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. 3 He loves his enemies, and prays For those who curse him to his face ; And does to all men still the same That he could hope or wish from them. 4 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 29 PSALMS. 15 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. TT7H0 shall inhabit in thy hill, VV 0 God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace ? 2 The man who walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands ; Who trusts his Maker's promises, And follows his commands ; 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue ; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong ; 4 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never wrong the poor : This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heaven secure. 15 Part III. 7s. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. WHO, 0 Lord, when life is o'er, Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar? Who, an ever-welcome guest, In thy holy place shall rest ? 'A He whose heart thy love has warmed ; He whose will, to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run ; He whose words and thoughts are one ; 3 He who shuns the sinner's road, Loving those who love their God ; Who, with hope, and faith unfeigned, Treads the path by thee ordained ; 30 PSALMS. 4 He who trusts in Christ alone, Not in aught himself hath done : He, great God, shall be thy care, And thy choicest blessings share. 16 Part I. L. M. Watts Humility of a good Man. PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need: For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confessed How empty and how poor I am : My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 8 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good I do ; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, And give their hours to noise and wine ; 1 love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. 16 Part II. L. M. Watts Hope of the Resurrection. YT^HEN God is nigh, my faith is strong: \ V His arm is my almighty prop : Be glad, my heart ; rejoice, my tongue ; My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 31 PSALMS. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high ; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky. H> Part III L. M. Wbangha* Delight in God and his People. PRESERVE thy faithful servant, Lord, Who art the refuge of the just; To me thy sheltering aid afford, For in thine arm alone I trust. 2 The saints, who dwell the earth around, I view with pleasure and delight ; But they who other gods have found, I cast with horror from my sight. 3 I will not mingle with the throng Whose guilt their sorrow multiplies; I will not name them with my tongue, Nor join their bloody sacrifice. 4 God is my portion here below : 'Tis he who shall my lot maintain ; His bounty makes my cup o'erflow, And frees my anxious soul from pain. 5 Thou shalt unto my longing eyes The path of endless life display ; Where, in thy presence, joys arise Which neither languish nor decay. 1(3 Part IV. CM. IVAfll LET heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone; But my delightful lot is ca&J Where God is truly known. 82 PSALMS. 2 His hand provides my constant food ; He fills my daily cup : Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 3 God is my portion and my joy ; His counsels are my light ; He gives me sweet advice by day, And keeps me safe by night. 4 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye : Not death nor hell my hope shall move, While such a friend is nigh. 5 Thou shalt the paths of life display, Which to thy presence lead ; Where pleasures dwell without alloy, And joys that never fade. 1(3 PartV. CM. Watts Hope of the Resurrection. I SET the Lord before my face, He bears my courage up ; My heart, my tongue, their joy express; " My flesh shall rest in hope. 2 My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave Where souls departed are, Nor quit my body in the grave, To see corruption there. 3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life, And raise me to thy throne ; Thy courts immortal pleasure give ; Thy presence joys unknown. 3 33 PSALMS. ;L7 Part T. L. M. Watts Prospect of the Righteous and Wicked contrasted. LORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove My faith, iny patience, and my love : When men of spite against me join, They are the sword — the hand is thine. 2 W7hat sinners value, I resign : Lord, ?tis enough that thou art mine ; I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 3 This life's a dream, an empty show ; But that bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall! wake, and find me there? 4 0 glorious hour ! 0 blest abode ! 1 shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of my soul. 5 My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound, Then burst the chains with glad surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. 17 Part II. S. M. Watts Same Subject. A RISE, my gracious God, • £\_ And make the wicked flee; They are but thy chastising rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies — His haughty words are vain ; Uorv, in this life, his pleasure lies, And all beyond is pain. 34 PSALMS. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store ; The Lord is my inheritance — My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face Of my forgiving God, And stand complete in righteousness, Washed in my Saviour's blood. 18 Part I. L. M. Pratt's Col. Strength and Protection from Jehovah. TT^ITH my whole heart I'll love thy nan r, \ \ Jehovah ! thee my strength I claim ; My rock, my fortress, where I fly ; My great deliverer, always nigh. 2 My God ! thy names of grace impart The strength that cheers my fainting heart. In thee I trust, nor danger dread, Thine arm the buckler o'er my head. 3 What can thy horn of power control, Which wrought salvation for my soul ? Thou art the tower of my defence : Nor earth, nor hell, shall pluck me thence. 4 Thou, gracious Lord, hast heard my cries ; Beyond our praise thy glories rise ; And still shall prayer my lips employ, Till thou shalt every foe destroy. 1 8 Part II. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. 11HEE will I love, 0 Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence ; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 35 PSALMS. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade ; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 In my distress, I called my God, When I could scarce believe him mine ; He bowed his ear to my complaint, And proved his saving grace divine. 4 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour, And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. 1Q Part III. L. M. Waiti Same Subject. JUST are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode ; Who is a God beside the Lord ? Or wiiere's a refuge like our God ? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield ; And, while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives — and blessings crown his reign — The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are vain, While heavenly peace my Father gives. 18 Part IV. C. M T. & B Same Subject. NO change of time shall ever shock My trust, 0 Lord, in thee; For thou hast always been my rock, A sure defence to me. 36 PSALMS. 2 Thou our deliverer art, 0 God ; Our trust is in thy power ; Thou art our shield from foes abroad, Our safeguard and our tower. 3 To thee will we address our prayer, To whom all praise we owe ; So shall we, by thy watchful care, Be saved from every foe. 4 Then let Jehovah be adored, On whom our hopes depend ; For who, except the mighty Lord, His people can defend ? 18 Part V. C. M. S. & H. Jehovah coming to reign. THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherubim and seraphim Full .royally he rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying-all abroad. 3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain ; And he, as sovereign Lord and King, For evermore shall reign. 18 Part VI. 8s. & 7s. P.'s Col. LO ! the Lord Jehovah liveth ! He's my rock, I bless his name : He, my God, salvation giveth ; All ye lands, exalt his fame. 37 PSALMS. 2 God, Messiah's cause maintaining, Shall his righteous throne extend : O'er the world the Saviour reigning, Earth shall at his footstool bend. 3 O'er his enemies exalted, Great Redeemer ! — see him rise ! Though by powers of hell assaulted, God supports him to the skies. 4 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. ]_Q Part I. L. M. Addison The Heavens declaring the Glory of God. ^HE spacious firmament on high. T' With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball? 38 PSALMS. What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing, as they shine, " The hand that made us is divine." ' 19 Part II. L. M Watts. The Glory of God in his Works and in his Word. THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess ; But that blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round ali the earth, and never stand ; So, when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest Till through the world thy truth has run : Till Christ has all the nations blessed Which see the light or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise! 0 bless the world with heavenly light [ Thy gospel makes the simple wise : Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renewed and sins forgiven : Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven. 39 PSALMS. 19 Part III. S. M. Watts Same Subject. BEHOLD, the morning sun Begins bis glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run. And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ! For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And we securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ! 0, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven ! 20 Part l l- m- Watts Prayer and Hope in Trouble. NOW may the God of power and grace Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And sends deliverance from on high. 2 Well he remembers all our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts ; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. 3 Save us, 0 Lord, from slavish fear, And let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. 40 PSALMS. QO Part H- C- M' Wrangham. xS'ame Subject. THE Lord unto thy prayer attend, In trouble's darksome hour ; The name of Jacob's God defend, And shield thee by his power. 2 In thy salvation we'll rejoice. And triumph in the Lord ; For, when in prayer he hears thy voice, He will relief afford. 3 In chariots and on horses some For aid and shelter flee ; But in thy name, 0 Lord, we come, And will remember thee. 4 0 Lord, to us salvation bring ; In thee alone we trust ; Hear us, 0 God, our heavenly King, Thou refuge of the just ! Ql Part I. L. M. Pratt's Col Christ exalted to reign, BEHOLD the King of Zion rise To endless glory in the skies ! Thy strength and thy salvation, Lord, His joy, his triumph, his reward ! 2 The Lord his heart's desire completes, From heaven his prayer acceptance meets Though bowed to death, intent to save, He lifts him from the cross and grave. 5 He asks — th' eternal Lord bestows : Life from th' unchanging fountain flows ! O'er death the victory he gives — Th' exalted Saviour ever lives ! 41 PSALMS. i Hail, Fount of Blessings ! placed in thee, Our life, our strength, our all, we see: Aloud our songs thy power proclaim. And wide we spread thy glorious name. 21 Part II. C. M. Barlow God acknowledged in National Blessings. IN thee, great God, with songs of praise, Our favored realms rejoice; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice. 2 In deep distress, our injured land Implored thy power to save : For life we prayed — thy bounteous hand The timely blessing gave. 3 On thee, in want, in woe, or pain, Our hearts alone rely : Our rights thy mercy will maintain. And all our wants supply. 4 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And still exalt thy fame ; While we glad songs of praise prepare For thine almighty name. £<2 Part I. L. M. Watts Sufferings and Exaltation of Christ. NOW let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complained in tears and blood, Like one forsaken of his God. 2 But God, his Father, heard his cry: Raised from the dead, he reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousness! And humble sinners taste his grace. 42 PSALMS. Q2 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. ■ • ATOW, in the hour of deep distress, i_\| My God, support thy Sori ! When horrors dark my soul oppress, 0 leave me not alone !:' 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray. With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him in that dreadful day, And chased away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death, His throne exalted stands ; While all the nations of the earth Shall bow to his commands. Q2 Part III. C. M. Wrangham Goodness of God commemorated. ~\TTHEN trouble fills my soul with grief, YV 0 bide not, Lord, thy face ; For I can hope for no relief, Unaided by thy grace. 2 Our fathers, trusting in thy word, Reposed their hope in thee ; In thee protection found, 0 Lord, And life and liberty. 3 When in thy temple I appear, To hear thy sacred word, My vows I will perform, and there Thy benefits record. 4 For thou from men of low estate Wilt not conceal thy face, But unto those who humbly wait Wilt give thy promised grace. 43 PSALMS. 5 Tc all the world will I declare The greatness of thy name ; Assembled saints my voice shall hear, As I thy praise proclaim. Q2 Part IV. CM. Wrangham Same Subject. ALL ye who serve the Lord with fear, In praise lift up your voice ; Let Jacob's faithful children hear, Let Israel's sons rejoice. 2 The great, who have his bounty known, And they who mercy crave, Alike shall at his feet bow down ; For he alone can save. 3 Throughout the world's extended bound His goodness shall be shown ; And every tongue, the earth around, Shall worship at his throne. 4 His glorious kingdom is divine, His subjects hear his word ; Through every realm his light shall shine, And all shall fear the Lord. Q3 Part I. Lv M. G l. Addison Jehovah the Shepherd of his People. HMIE Lord my pasture shall prepare, JL And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noonday walks he shall attend. And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 44 PSALMS. To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads ; Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, 0 Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy presence shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. 23 Part II. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. THE Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide ; The Shepherd by whose constant care My wants are all supplied. 2 In tender grass he makes me feed, And gently there repose : Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water flows. 8 He does my wandering soul reclaim, And, to his endless praise, Instruct with humble zeal to walk In his most righteous ways. 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death, From fear and danger free ; For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. 45 PSALMS. 5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love Through all my life extend, That life to him I will devote, And in his temple spend. 23 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. MY Shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name : In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back When I forsake his ways, And leads me, for his mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay ; One word of thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; 0 may thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise ! Q3 Part IV. S. M. Watts. Same Subject. 1MIE Lord my Shepherd is ; I shall be well supplied : Since he is mine and I am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows ; Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation Hows. 46 PSALMS. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear ; [shadt Though I should walk through death's darl My Shepherd 's with me there. 5 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my future days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. •>3 Part V. S. M, Mrs. Steele Same Subject. TT7HILE my Redeemer's near, VV My Shepherd and my Guide, 1 bid farewell to every fear ; My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever-fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; And guard me with thy watchful eye, And let me rove no more. 47 PSALMS. 23 Part VI. 7s. Merrick Same Subject. TO thy pastures, fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge ; And my couch, with tenderest care, Midst the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread ; With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard and that my guide. 4 Constant, to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend ; And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. 24 Part I. L-. M. Montgomery. The Citizen of Zion. 1M1E earth, 0 Lord, is ever thine, Its peopled realms and wealthy stores ; Built on the floods by power divine, The waves are ramparts to the shores. 2 But who shall reach thy holy place, Or who, 0 Lord, ascend thy hill ? The pure in heart shall see thy face, The perfect man, that doth thy will. 3 lie who to bribes hath closed his hand, To idols never bent the knee, Nor sworn in falsehood ; he shall stand Redeemed, and owned, and kept by thee. 48 PSALMS. 24_ Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. TT7HO shall ascend the holy hill, \ \ Great God ! which all thy glories fill ? Who in thy temple's hallowed dome Secure his everlasting home ? 2 Whose hands are clean, whose heart sincere. Whose purpose pure, whose actions clear ; Whose soul no vanity allures, And truth his plighted vow secures : 3 This man the blessing shall receive, The blessing which the Lord will give : Salvation from his God shall flow, And righteousness his hand bestow. 4 These are the men, the chosen seed, Like Jacob, wrestling as they plead : They seek, 0 Lord, they seek thy face, And wait, and find the promised grace. 24 Part III. L. M. C. Weslet Triumphal Ascension of Christ. OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high : The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold' th' ethereal scene: He claims these mansions as his right ; Receive the King of glory in. 4 49 PSALMS. 4 " Who is the King of glory — who ?" The Lord, that all his foes o'ercame, That sin, and death, and hell o'erthrew , And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 6 "Who is the King of glory — who ?" The Lord, of boundless power possessed, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blest. 24 Part IV. C. M. Watts. The Citizen of Zion. LORD, who, among the sons of men, May visit thine abode ? He who has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. 2 This is the man may rise and take The blessings of his grace ; This is the lot of those who seek The God of Jacob's face. 3 Now let our souls' immortal powers To meet the Lord prepare ; Lift up their everlasting doors — The King of glory 's near. 4 The King of glory ! — who can tell The wonders of his might ? He rules the nations ; but to dwell With saints is his delight. 50 PSALMS. 24 Part V. C. M. T. A R Triumphal Ascensio?i of Christ. LIFT up your heads, eternal gates ; Unfold, to entertain The King of glory : see, he comes With his celestial train. 2 Who is this King of glory ? — whc ? The Lord, for strength renowned ; In battle mighty ; o'er his foes • Eternal victor crowned. 3 Lift up your heads, eternal gates ; Unfold, to entertain The King of glory : see, he comes With all his shining train. 4 Who is this King of glory ? — who ? The Lord of hosts renowned: Of glory he alone is King, Who is with glory crowned. 24 Part VI. 7s. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. * * TT7IDE, ye heavenly gates, unfold, VV Closed no more by death and sin Lo ! the conquering Lord behold ? Let the King of glory in." Hark th' angelic host inquire, "Who is he, th' almighty King?" Hark again, the answering choir Thus in strains of triumph sing : 2 " He whose powerful arm alone On his foes destruction hurled ; He who hath the victory won, He who saved a ruined world ; 51 PSALMS. He who God's pure law fulfilled, Jesus, the incarnate Word ; He whose truth with blood was sealed ; He is heaven's all-glorious Lord." 3 "Who shall to this blest abode Follow in the Saviour's train ?" "They who in his cleansing blood Wash away each guilty stain : They whose daily actions prove Steadfast faith and holy fear, Fervent zeal and grateful love ; — They shall dwell for ever here." 25 Part I. 0. M. Wrangham Prayer for Divine Guidance and Pardon. SHOW me, 0 Lord, thy sacred way, Thy truths to me relate ; For thou art God, whom I obey ; On thee I daily wait. 2 Remember not in anger, Lord, The errors of my youth ; But let thy mercy help afford, According to thy truth. 3 0 Lord, on me compassion take, Who have despised thy word; And for thy name and mercy's sake, Thy pardoning love afford. 4 0 keep my soul, and set me free ; Preserve me, Lord, from shame ; For I have placed my hope in thee, And trusted in thy name. 25 Part II. S. M. Watts LIFT my soul to God; My trust is in his name: r PSALMS. Let not my foes, that seek my blood, Still triumph in my shame. 2 From early dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 3 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 4 The Lord is just and kind ; The meek shall learn his ways ; And every humble sinner find The blessings of his grace. a 5 Part III. S. M. Watts. Mercy of God to the Faithful. TO God, in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice ; 0 let me not be put to shame, Nor let my foes rejoice. 2 Thy mercies and thy love, 0 Lord, recall to mind ; And graciously continue, still, As thou wert ever, kind. 3 Let all my youthful crimes Be blotted out by thee ; And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake, Is. mercy think on me. 4 His mercy and his truth The righteous Lord displays, In bringing wandering sinners home, And teaching them his ways. 53 PSALMS. JJ 5 Part IV. S. M. Wattb Same Subject. M ;i INE eyes and rny desire Are ever to the Lord ; 1 love to plead his promised grace, And rest upon his word. 2 Lord, turn thee to my soul ; Bring thy salvation near : When will thy hand release my feet From sin's destructive snare ? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod ? 4 0 keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 5 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again ; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. 25 Part V. S. M. Watts Same Subject. WHERE shall the man be found That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod ? • 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart. The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 64 PSALMS. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still With such as keep his covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face ; Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. QQ Part I. L. M. Watts Conscious Integrity. JUDGE me, 0 Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart : My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 Among thy saints will I appear Arrayed in robes of innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 3 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell ; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 4 Let not my soul be joined at last With men of treachery and blood ; Since I my days on earth have passed Among the saints, and near my God. 36 Part II. CM. P.'s Col. Delight in the Presence and Worship of God. WE love thy holy temple, Lord, For there thou deign'st to dwell ; And there the heralds of thy word Of all thy mercies tell. 55 PSALMS. 2 There, in thy pure and cleansing fount. Washed from each guilty stain, Our souls on wings of faith shall mount To heaven's eternal fane. 3 Around thine altar will we kneel In penitence sincere, A Saviour's mercy deeply feel, And words of pardon hear ; 4 Or, mingling with the choral throng, Our joyful voices raise, And pour the full, melodious song, In notes of grateful praise. Q(3 Part III. 7s. Wranguam Same Subject. SEARCH my heart, my actions prove ; Try my thoughts as they arise ; For thy kindness and thy love Ever are before my eyes. 2 I have loved the hallowed place Where thine honor doth abide ; To the temple of thy grace, Lord, my erring footsteps guide ! 3 Gather. not my soul with those Who their deeds of blood pursue; Who, thy justice to oppose, Hold the tempting bribe to view. 4 Keep my soul from all offence ; All my supplications hear ; As I walk in innocence, Let me, Lord, thy mercy share. 5 Thou hast placed my foot aright, Therefore I my voice will raise, With thy saints, before thy sight, In unceasing hymns of praise. 56 PSALMS. 27 Part I. CM. Watts God resorted to in Trouble and Desertion. THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too ; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires — 0 grant me mine abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy glory still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And learn thy holy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear, There may his children hide : God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 27 Part II. CM. Watts Same Subject. SOON as I heard my Father say, "Ye children, seek my grace," My heart replied without delay, "I'll seek my Father's face." 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away : God of my life, I fly to thee In each distressing day. 57 PSALMS. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear; Leave me to want or die, My God will make my life his care, And all my need supply. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He'll raise your spirit, when it faints, And far exceed your hope. 27 Part III. 7s. Pratt's Col Same Subject. WHEN my cries ascend to thee, Hear, Jehovah, from afar ; r*et thy tender mercies be Still propitious to my prayer ! 2 When thou bad'st me seek thy face, Quickly did my heart reply, Resting on thy word of grace, " Thee I'll seek, 0 Lord most high." 3 Should the world deceitful prove, When no more its help I share ; Though decayed a mother's love, Though withdrawn a father's care ■ 4 Then Jehovah's guardian eye Shall my orphan state defend, Shall a parent's place supply, He my guardian, father, friend ! •33 C. M. Dwight Divine Interposition acknowledged. BLEST be the Lord, who heard my prayer; The Lord, my shield, my song ; iVho saved my soul from sin and fear, And tuned with praise my tongue. 68 PSALMS. 2 When, in the hour of deep distress, Of foes and death afraid, My spirit trusted in his grace. And sought and found his aid. 3 0 blest Redeemer, glorious Lord ! Thy shield, thy strength shall be The shield, the saving strength of all Who love and trust in thee. 4 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; 0 save from guilt and woe ; Thy flocks in richest pastures feed, And guard from every foe. 5 Zion exalt, her cause defend ; With joy her courts surround ; Let showers of heavenly grace descend, And saints thy praise resound. Q9 Part I. L. M. Watts Jehovah, the universal King. GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and power ; Ascribe due honors to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud Through every ocean, every land ; His voice divides the watery cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, O'er earth he reigns for ever King ; But makes his Church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 4 In gentler language, there the Lord The counsel of his grace imparts ; Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and comfort to our hearts 59 PSALMS. 29 Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col •Same Subject. QONS of the mighty! rise, and bring i^3 Your offerings to th' eternal King • Own 'tis Jehovah, while you rise, Your glory and your strength supplies. 2 His word, all-powerful to fulfil Th' eternal counsels of his will, With awful majesty arrayed, Subdues the world his hand has made. 3 The mountains bow, the cedars rend; Lo ! at his high command they bend ! So through the world his gospel ran, And bowed the rebel heart of man. 4 His word, like lightning from the skies, Strikes deep, and quick conviction flies : The nations tremble and adore, Through earth, to its remotest shore. 5 Jesus is king ! enthroned on high, He reigns through all eternity ! His glory shall his Church increase, With strength divine, and endless peace ! 29 Part III. L. M. YVranoham Same Subject. YE mighty rulers of the land, Give praise and glory to the Lord; And while before his throne ye stand, His great and powerful acts record. 2 0 render unto God above The honors which to him belong; And in the temple of his love, Let worship flow from every tongue. liO PSALMS. o His Toice is heard the earth around, When through the heavens his thunders roll; The troubled ocean hears the sound, And yields itself to his control. 4 When he upon the lightning rides, His voice in loudest thunder speaks ; The fiery element divides, And earth to its deep centre shakes. 6 God on the floods has fixed his throne, His government shall never cease ; He shall his power and strength make known, And bless his chosen sons with peace. 30 L. M. Watts Divine Compassion acknowledged. I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high: At thy command diseases fly : Who but a God can speak, and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love ; Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life, and length of days : Though grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. 31 Part I. L. M. Mrs. Steele Confidence in God. LORD, in thy great, thy glorious name, I place my hope, my only trust : Save me from sorrow, guilt, and shame, Thou ever-gracious, ever-just. 61 PSALMS. 2 Thou art my rock ; thy name alone The fortress where my hopes retreat : 0 make thy power and mercy known ; To safety guide my wandering feet. 3 Blest be the Lord, for ever blest, Whose mercy bids my fear remove : Those sacred walls which guard my rest Are his almighty power and love. 4 Ye humble souls who seek his faee, Let sacred courage fill your heart : Hope in the Lord, and trust his grace, And he will heavenly strength import. 31 Part II. C. M. Mrs. Steele God praised for his merciful Protection. COME, 0 ye saints, your voices raise To God in grateful songs ; And let the memory of his grace Inspire your hearts and tongues. 2 Her deepest gloom when sorrow spreads, And light and hope depart, His face celestial morning sheds, And joy revives the heart. 3 To thee, my God, oppressed with grief, I breathed my humble cry ; Thy mercy brought divine relief, And wiped my weeping eye. 4 Thy mercy chased the shades of death, And snatched me from the grave; 0 may thy praise employ that breath Which mercy deigns to save! G2 PSALMS. 31 Part III. C. M. Wrangham. Same Subject. XN thee, 0 Lord, I place my trust ; Preserve my soul from shame : Thou art the refuge of the just, And righteous is thy name. 2 Of grace, how boundless is the store, Thy children shall receive, Who love thy word, thy name adore, And in thy service live ! 3 To God the Lord, who dwells above, Let songs of praise resound, Who with his never-failing love Has fenced my city round. 4 0 love the Lord, ye pure in heart ; He shall your prayers regard : But ye who from his ways depart Shall meet your just reward. 5 All ye who on the Lord rely, And rest your hopes above, He shall with strength your hearts supply, And bless you with his love. 31 Part IV. S. M. T. & B. Same Subject. DEFEND me, Lord, from shame. For still I trust in thee ; As just and righteous is thy name, From danger set me free. 2 Bow down thy gracious ear, And speedy succor send ; Do thou my steadfast rock appear, To shelter and defend. 63 PSALMS. 3 How great thy mercies are To such as fear thy name ! Which thou, for those that trust thy care. Dost to the world proclaim 4 Ye that on God rely, Courageously proceed ; For he will yet your hearts supply With strength in time of need. 81 Part V. S. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. THY goodness, Lord, how great ! Eternally the same ! Before the sons of men laid up For those who fear thy name. 2 Thy presence shall protect ; Thy watchful care shall hide : In the pavilion of thy love, Secure thy saints abide. 3 For ever bless the Lord, His great salvation tell : His marvellous loving-kindness keeps The city where we dwell. 4 Despond not of his truth, Nor yield to anxious grief : Ood heard my voice, when in distress I sought — and found relief. tJ*J Part I: L. M. WAni Blessedness of the Penitent and Pardoned. BLEST is the man, for ever blest. Whose guilt is pardoned by his God; Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Saviour's blood. 64 PSALMS. 2 From guile his heart and lips are free ; His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 3 How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins i While brightest evidence of grace Through all his life appears and shines. 32 Part II. L. M. Watts Same Subject. I SPREAD my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess ; Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word, Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace. 2 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow dark, and storms appear ! And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. 32 Part III. S. M. Watts Same Subject BLESSED souls are they Whose sins are covered o'er; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives, without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound ; But I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 5 65 o PSALMS. 4 Let sinners learn to pray ; Let saints keep near the throne ; Our help, in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone. 33 C. M. T. & B Rejoicing in God. LET all the just to God with joy Their cheerful voices raise ; For well the righteous it becomes To sing glad songs of praise. 2 For faithful is the word of God; His works with truth abound ; He justice loves ; and all the earth Is with his goodness crowned. 3 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees Shall stand for ever sure ; The settled purpose of his heart To ages shall endure. 4 Our soul on God with patience waits ; Our help and shield is he ; Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice, Because we trust in thee. 5 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, Do thou to us extend ; Since we, for all we want or wish, On thee alone depend. 3 4 Paut I. L. M. Watts Praise for signal Deliverance. T ORD, I will bless thee all my days ; J_j Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue ; My soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. GG PSALMS. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ; Let every heart exalt his name : 1 sought th' eternal God, and he Has not exposed my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my silent grief, My secret groaning reached his ears ; He gave my inward pains relief, And calmed the tumult of my fears. 4 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men who serve the Lord : 0 fear and love him, all his saints ; Accept his grace, and trust his word. 34 Part II. C. M. T. & E Trusting and Praising God. THROUGH all the changing scenes of life In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all that are distressed From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 0 magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name ; When in distress, to him I called ; He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliverance he affords to all Who on his succor trust. 5 0 make but trial of his love ; Experience will decide 67 PSALMS. How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth confide. 6 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear ; Make you his service your delight, He '11 make your wants his care. 34 Part III. C. M. Wranghar Same Subject. THEE will I bless, 0 Lord, my God, To thee my voice I '11 raise, For ever spread thy fame abroad, And daily sing thy praise. 2 My soul shall glory in the Lord, His wondrous acts proclaim ; 0 let us now his love record, And magnify his name. 3 Mine eyes beheld his heavenly light When I implored his grace ; 1 saw his glory with delight, And joy beamed o'er my face. 4 0 taste and see the Lord is good. Ye who on him rely ; He shall your souls with heavenly food And strengthening aid supply. £15 8, 7 & 4. . Pratt's Coi Christ exalted over his Enemies. LO! the Lord, the mighty Saviour, Quits the grave, the throne to claim , Object of his endless favor, God o'er all exalts his name ; Those who hate him Clothed with everlasting shame. G8 PSALMS. 2 Shout for joy, with songs of praises, Ye who in his mime delight: Shout, for God our Saviour raises To his throne, in endless might ! 'Tis Jehovah Crowns our Lord in realms of light ! 3 God his servant lifts to glory, Bids him all his honors share : Now, Jehovah, we adore thee, And thy righteousness declare: Endless praises Shall thy ransomed Church prepare. B6 Part l l- m- Watts Immutable Perfections and Glory of God. HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils thy just and wise designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of thy hands, Thy judgments are a mighty deep. •3 0 God, how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs ! The sons of Adam, in distress, Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 4 From the provisions of thy house, We shall be fed with sweet repast ; There mercy, like a river, flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. 69 PSALMS. 36 Part II. L. M. T. & B Same Subject. OLORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, The highest orb of heaven transcends ■ Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope Beyond the spreading skies extends. 2 .Thy justice like the hills remains ; How deep, great God, thy judgments are ! Thy providence the world sustains ; The^riiole creation is thy care. 3 With thee the springs of life remain, Thy presence is eternal day : 0 let thy saints thy favor gain ; To upright hearts thy truth display. 36 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. ABOVE these heavens' created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds Where time and nature end. 2 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away ; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathomed sea. 3 Though all created light decay, And death close up our eyes, Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise. 36 Part IV. S. M. Watts Same Subject. OURE there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce his fear; 70 S' PSALMS. His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 2 His truth transcends the sky, In heaven his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. 3 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs ! 0 never let my soul remove From underneath his wings. 87 Part I. C. M. Watts. God the Guardian of the Pious. "\T~OW let me make the Lord my trust, _|,M And practice all that 's good ; So shall I dwell among the just, And he '11 provide me food. 2 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will: Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 3 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 4 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heaven : True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are given. 37 Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. M Y God, the steps of pious men Are ordered by thy will ; 71 PSALMS. Though they should fall, they rise again ; Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves ; He '11 ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. 3 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown ; Ye shall confess their pride was vain. When justice casts them down. 4 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend : True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. 38 C. M. Watts Severe Chastisement deprecated. AMID thy wrath, remember love ; Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a Father's chastening prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone ; The burden, Lord, I cannot bear, Nor e'er the guilt atone. 3 But I '11 confess my guilty ways, And grieve for all my sin ; I '11 mourn how weak the seeds of grac6j And beg support divine. 4 Thou art my God, my only hope, And thou wilt hear my cry ; Thou, Lord, wilt bear my spirit up, Nor let thy servant die. 72 PSALMS. 39 Part I. L. M. Merrick. Brevity of Human Life. OLET me, gracious Lord, extend My view to life's approaching end. What are my days ? — a span their line ; And what my age, compared with thine * 2 Our life, advancing tc its close, While scarce its earliest dawn it knows, Swift, through an empty shade, we run, And vanity and man are one. 3 God of my fathers ! here, as they, I walk, the pilgrim of a day ; A transient guest, thy works admire, And instant to my home retire. 4 0 spare me, Lord, in mercy spare, And nature's failing strength repair, Ere, life's short circuit wandered o'er, 1 perish, and am seen no more. 39 Part II. L. M. Mrs. Steele Same Subject. ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame, Teach me the measure of my days , Teach me to know how frail I am, To spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span ; A little point my life appears : How frail, at best, is dying man ! How vain are all his hopes and fears ! 3 0 be a heavenly portion mine ! My God, I bow before thy throne ; Earth's fleeting treasure I resign, And fix my hope on thee alone. 73 PSALMS. 39 Part III. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. n TEACH me the measure of my days, JL Thou Maker of my frame ; 1 would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that, we can boast ; How short the fleeting time ! Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. 2 What can I wish or wait for, then, From creatures, earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desire recall ; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. r 40 Part I. C. M. Watts Trust in God and Deliverance. WAITED patient for the Loro*, He bowed to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand In new and thankful song. 3 I'll spread his works of grace abroad; The saints with joy shall hear. And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 74 PSALMS. 40 Part il c- m- Watts. Incarnation and Atonement of Christ BEHOLD, the blest Redeemer comes, Th' eternal Son appears, And at th' appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 2 Much he revealed his Father's grace. And much his truth he showed ; He preached the way of righteousness Where great assemblies stood. 3 His Father's honor touched his heart, He pitied sinners' cries ; And to fulfil a Saviour's part Was made a sacrifice. 4 No blood of beasts, on altars shed, Could wash the conscience clean ; But the rich sacrifice he paid Atones for all our sin. • 40 Part III. C. M. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. OLORD, how infinite thy love ! How wondrous are thy ways ! Let earth beneath, let heaven above, Combine to sing thy praise. 2 Man in immortal beauty shone, Thy noblest work below ; Too soon by sin made heir alone To death and endless woe. 3 Then "Lo! I come," the Saviour said; 0 be his name adored, Who with his blood our ransom paid, And life and bliss restored. 75 PSALMS. 4 0 Lord, L ow infinite thy love ! How wondrous are thy ways ! Let earth beneath, let heaven above, Combine to sing thy praise. 4 1 Part I. L. If. 6 l. P.'s Col Blessedness of the Merciful. BLEST who with generous pity glows, Who learns to feel another's woes ; Bows to the poor man's wants his ear, And wipes the helpless orphan's tear: In every want, in every woe, Himself thy pity, Lord, shall know. 2 Thy love his life shall guard, thy hand' Give to his lot the chosen land ; Nor leave him, in the dreadful day, To unrelenting foes a prey : In sickness thou shalt raise his head, •And make with tenderest care his bed. 41 Part II. L. M. Watts, Same Subject. BLEST is the man whose tender care Relieves the poor in their distress ; Whose pity wipes the widow's tear, W'hose hand supports the fatherless. 2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hand can do : He, in the time of general grief, Shall find the Lord has pity too. 3 Or, if he languish on his bed, God will pronounce his sins forgiven; Will save from death his sinking head, Or take his willino: soul to heaven. 7G PSALMS. 41 Part III. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. HAPPY the man whose tender care Relieves the poor distressed! When he 's "by trouble compassed round, The Lord shall give him rest. 2 If he, in languishing estate, Oppressed with sickness lie, The Lord will easy make his bed, And inward strength supply. 3 Let, therefore, Israel's Lord and God Through every age be praised, And all the people's glad applause With loud hosannas raised. 42 Part I. L. M. Watts Trusting in God in Times of Despondency. MY spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Yet will the Lord command his love When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove ; The night shall hear me sing and pray 3 I '11 chide my heart, that sinks so low ; Why should my soul indulge in grief? Elope in the Lord, and praise him too ; He is my rest, my sure relief. 4 0 God, thou art my hope, my joy ; Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. 77 PSALMS. 42 Part II. C. Iff. T. & B. Same Subject. A S pants the hart for cooling streams, J\_ When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, 0 God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine ; 0 when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty Divine ? 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul '; Trust God, and he '11 employ His aid for thee, and change these sighs To thankful hymns of joy. 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? Hope still, and thou shalt sing The praise of him who is thy God And heaven's eternal King. 43 Part I. L. M. Merrick. Resorting to God in Troubles. GREAT God, our strength, to thee we cry . 0 let us not forgotten lie ! Oppressed with sorrows and with care, To* thy protection we repair. 2 0 let thy light attend our way, Thy truth afford its steady ray ; To Zion's hill direct our feet; To worship at thy sacred seat. 3 Thy praise, 0 God, shall tune the lyre. Thy love our joyful song inspire ; To thee our cordial thanks be paid, Our sure defence, our constant aid. PSALMS. 4 Why, then, cast down, and why distressed ? And whence the grief that fills our breast ? In God we '11 hope ; to God we '11 raise Our songs of gratitude and praise. 4_3 Part II. L. M. Wranghan Same Subject. GOD of my strength, in thee alone A refuge from distress I see ; 0 why hast thou thine aid withdrawn ? Why hast thou, Lord, forsaken me ? 2 0 let thy light my footsteps guide, Thy love and truth my spirit fill ; That in thy house I may reside, And worship at thy holy hill. 3 Then will I at thine altar bend ; My harp its softest notes shall raise \ And from my lips to heaven ascend The song of thankfulness and praise*. 4 Why, then, my soul, art thou cast down » Why art thou anxious and distressed ■. Hope thou in God, his mercy own, For I shall yet enjoy his rest 43 Part III. C. M. Barlow Same Subject. JUDGE me, 0 God, and plead my cause Against a sinful race ; From vile oppression and deceit Secure me by thy grace. 2 On thee my steadfast hope depends. And am I left to mourn ? To sink in sorrow, and in vain Implore thy kind return ? 79 PSALMS. 3 0 send thy light to guide my feet, And bid thy truth appear ; Conduct me to thy holy hill, To taste thy mercies there. 4 Then to thine altar, 0 my God, My joyful feet shall rise, And my triumphant. song shall praise The God that rules the skies. 43 Part IV. 7s. 6 l. P/s Col Same Subject. JUDGE me, Lord, in righteousness ; Plead for me in my distress : Good and merciful thou art ; Bind this bleeding, broken heart : Cast me not despairing hence ; Be my love, my confidence. 2 Send thy light and truth to guide, Leave me not to turn aside : On thy holy hill I 'd rest, In thy courts for ever blest: There to God, my hope, my joy, Praise shall all my powers employ. 4=4= Part I. L. M. Pbatt's Col. Divine Aid implored in National Distress. WHY should thy face, where mercies dwell. Its beams of majesty conceal, Regardless of the woes that wait Around our long-afflicted state ? 2 Behold, our soul with sorrow bends, And down to dust our life descends ; And, while thine arm its aid denies, Prostrate on earth, deserted lies. 80 PSALMS. 3 Thy mercy, Lord, alone we claim ; Redeem us, and exalt thy name : Rise for our help, almighty Lord ! Salvation shall attend thy word. 44 Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col National Deliverances ascribed to God. OFT have our ears, great God, been taught What for our fathers thou hast wrought, While, with adoring minds, they told The wonders of thy works of old. 2 Still we disclaim the bow or sword, And Tvait for thy salvation, Lord: On thee we trust — thy mercies claim, Whose presence puts all foes to shame. 3 From morning dawn to evening close, On thee, 0 Lord, our hopes repose : To thy great name, with joy, we '11 raise Triumphant songs of grateful praise. 44 Part III. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. 0 LORD, 'our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. 2 'T was not their courage nor their sword To them salvation gave ; T was not their number nor their strength That did their country save ; o But thy right hand, thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored : Thy providence protected them, Who thy great name adored. 6 81 PSALMS. 4 As thee, their God, our fathers owned, So thou art still our King ; 0, therefore, as thou didst to them, To us deliverance bring. 5 To thee the glory we '11 ascribe, From whom salvation came ; In God, our shield, we will rejoice, And ever bless thy name. 45 Part I. L. M. Watts Victory and Exaltation of Christ. TVTOW be my heart inspired to sing 1M The glories of my Saviour King ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 Thy throne, 0 God, for ever stands ; Grace is the sceptre in thy hands : Thy laws and works are just and right. But truth and mercy thy delight. 3 Let endless honors crown thy head : Let every age thy praises spread ; Let all the nations know thy word. And every tongue confess thee Lord. 45 Part II. C. M. Same Subject. GIRD on thy sword, victorious Vv] Ride with majestic sway ; Thy terror shall strike through thy foe?, And make the world obey. 2 Thy throne, 0 God, for ever stand Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, To rule thy sain is by love. 82* PSALMS. 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway ; Thy terror shall strike through thy foes, And make the world obey. 45 Part III. S. M. Watt* Same Subject. MY Saviour and my King, Thy honors are divine ; Thy lips with blessings overflow, And every grace is thine. 2 Thy laws, 0 God, are right, Thy throne shall ever stand ; And thy victorious gospel prove A sceptre in thy hand. 3 Now make thy glory known, Gird on thy powerful sword, And ride in majesty to spread The conquests of thy word. 4 Strike through thy stubborn foes, Or make their hearts obey ; While justice, meekness, grace, and truth Attend thy glorious way. 46 Part I. L. M. Watts. God the Refuge and Portion of his People. GOD is the refuge of his saints When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid, 2 Loud may the troubled ocean roar — In sacred peace our souls abide, While every nation, every shore Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 83 PSALMS. 3 There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ; Life, love, and joy still gliding through, And -watering our divine abode. 4 That sacred stream, thine holy word, Supports our faith, our fear controls : Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour ; Nor can her firm foundation move, Built on his truth, and armed with power. 46 Part II. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. LET Zion in her King rejoice, Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise : He utters his almighty voice — The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 Be still, and learn that he is God; He reigns exalted o'er the lands ; He will be known and feared abroad, But still his throne in Zion stands. 3 0 Lord of hosts, almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing, Nor fear the raging powers of hell. 40 Part III. L. M. Wrakqham Same Subject. fpiIE Lord in Zion ever reigns, X And o'er her holds his guardian hand ; Her worship and her laws maintains. Which, like himself, unmoved shall stand. 84 PSALMS. 2 0 come, behold what he has done "Whom we delight to call our Lord; The victories which his arm has won ; And faithfully his deeds record. 3 He maketh war on earth to cease ; He breaks the bow, he cuts the dart, The chariot burns ; and sheds his peace O'er every nation, every heart. 4 Be still, and hear the Lord proclaim — " I will above the heathen rise ; O'er all the earth exalt my name, And spread my triumphs through the skies.' d/Y Part I. L. M. Wrangham Exultation in the Reign of Jehovah. OALL ye people, clap your hands, And shout with triumph while you sing Of God, who all the earth commands — Of God, the dreadful, mighty King. 2 The trumpet swells along the sky ; We hear the joyful, solemn sound; The righteous God ascends on high, And shouts of gladness echo round. 3 The Lord, who o'er the earth bears sway, Sits on his throne of holiness ; The heathen now his laws obey : Let all the earth his praise express. 4 Loud praises to Jehovah sing, In hymns of joy his love proclaim; Sing praises to the heavenly King, Adore and bless his sacred name. 85 PSALMS. - 47 Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col Praise to the exalted Redeemer. JESUS, the Lord, ascends on high ! He reigns in glory o'er the sky ! Let all the earth its offerings bring, Exalt his name, proclaim him King ! 2 Wide through the world he spreads his swa v And bids the heathen lands obey, His Church with willing offerings greet, And bend submissive at her feet. 3 His reign the heathen lands shall own : His holiness secures his throne ; And earthly princes gather round. Where Christ, the mighty God, is found. 4 Princes by him their power extend, Earth's mightiest kings to Jesus bend : He bids them rule, he bids them die, Himself o'er all exalted high ! 47 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. OFOR a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King ! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high : His heavenly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth his honors sing; O'er all the earth he reigns. 86 PSALMS. 4 Speak of his praise with awe profound, Let knowledge guide the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 Loud be the shouts of sacred joy To God the sovereign King ! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 47 Part IV. C. M. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. ARISE, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord ; Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord. 2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, Th' ascending God proclaim ; Th' angelic choir respond the sound, And shake creation's frame. 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour ; And God exalts his conquering Son To his right hand of power. 4 0 shout, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord ; Let all the earth, from shore to shore. Confess th' almighty Lord. 48 Part I. S. M. Watts. God' s Presence the Safety and Glory of the Church* GREAT is the Lord our Qod, And let his praise be great : He makes the churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 87 PSALMS. 2 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress : How bright has his salvation shone ! How fair his heavenly grace ! 8 When kings against her joined, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind, They fled with hasty fear. 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where his own flock has been. 5 In every new distress We '11 to his house repair, Recall to mind his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. ] Part II. S. M. Watts Same Subject. FAR as thy name is known, The world declares thy praise ; Thy saints, 0 Lord, before thy throne Their songs of honor raise. 2 With joy thy people stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view thine holy ground, And mark the building well ; 4 The order of thy house, The worship of thy court, 88 PSALMS. The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise ! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorned with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die ; Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. 50 Part I. C. M. Watts Jehovah coming to Judgment. THE Lord, the judge, before his throne Bids all the earth draw nigh ; The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, "Judgment will ne'er begin;" No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Throned on a cloud, our God shall come ; Bright flames prepare his way ; Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear ; Attending angels come ; And earth and hell shall know and fear His justice and their doom. 50 Part II. 8, 7 & 4. P.'s Co* Same Subject. L 0 ! the mighty God appearing, From on high Jehovah speaks! 89 PSALMS. Eastern lands the summons hearing, O'er the west his thunder breaks : Earth beholds him ! Universal nature shakes ! 2 Zion, all its light unfolding, God in glory shall display : Lo ! he comes ! — nor silence holding, Fire and clouds prepare his way : Tempests round him Hasten on the dreadful day ! 3 To the heavens his voice ascending, To the earth beneath he cries — il Souls immortal, now descending, Let the sleeping dust arise ! Rise to judgment ! Let my throne adorn the skies ! 4 " Gather first my saints around me, Those who to my covenant stood: Those who humbly sought and found me Through the dying Saviour's blood — Blest Redeemer ! Dearest sacrifice to God!" 5 Now the heavens on high adore him, And his righteousness declare : Sinners perish from before him, But his saints his mercies share : Just his judgment : God, himself the judge, is there! 51 Part I. L. M. Watts Pardon and Sanctijication penitently implored. SHOW pity, Lord, 0 Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live : Are not thy mercies large and free? May not a sinner trust in thee? no PSALMS. 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace : Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found. 3 0 wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here, on my heart, the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 1 must pronounce thee just in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word. Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. 51 Part II. L. M. Watts Same Subject. OTHOU that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin : Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banished from thy sight : Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me, that I fall no more. 91 PSALMS. 51 Part III. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. THOUGH I have grieved 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, 0 Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. 4 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 1 '11 lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God. 5 0 may thy love inspire my tongue ! Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 51 Part IV. C. M. Watts Same Subject. /CLEANSE me, 0 Lord, and cheer my soul \^J Witli thy forgiving love : 0 make my wounded spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 2 Let not thy Spirit e'er depart. Nor drive thy face ; Create anew my sinful heart, And fill if with thy grace. 92 PSALMS. 3 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men ; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. 51 Part V. C. M. Watts Same Subject. NO blood of goats nor heifers slain For sin could e'er atone ; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 2 A soul oppressed with sin's desert The Lord will ne'er despise ; An humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. 3 0 God of mercy, hear my call, My load of guilt remove ; Break down the separating wall That bars me from thy love. 4 Give me the presence of thy grace : Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 51 Part yl s- m- Wrangham Same Subject. ACCORDING to thy word, Let me thy mercy prove ; Blot out my past, transgressions, Lord, And save me by thy love. 2 Wash me from every stain Which vice and guilt impart ; Let me, 0 Lord, thy love regain, And cleanse my sinful heart. 93 PSALMS. 3 To me thy love restore ; From trouble set me free ; That sinners may thine aid implore, And turn in faith to thee. 4 0 let thy peace and love O'er Zion's city spread ; Build up her walls, her works approve, And blessings round her shed. 5 Then shall their offerings rise In truth and righteousness : Thou shalt receive their sacrifice, And all thy people bless. 51 Part VII. S. M. T. & B. Same Subject. HAVE mercy, Lord, on me, As thou wert ever kind ; Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, Thy wonted pardon find. 2 Against thee, Lord, alone, And only in thy sight, Have I transgressed ; and, though condemned, Must own thy judgments right. 3 Blot out my crying sins, Nor me in anger view ; Create in me a heart that's clean, An upright mind renew. 4 Withdraw not thou thy help, Nor cast me from thy sight, Nor let thy Holy Spirit take Its everlasting flight. 5 The joy thy favor gives, Let me again obtain ; And thy free Spirit's firm support My fainting soul sustain. 94 PSALMS. 55 Part I. C. M. Pratt's Col Resorting to God in Times of Distress. MY God, thine ear indulgent bend, Nor turn thy face away : From heaven my earnest cries attend, While in distress I pray. 2 My heart is pained ; the shades of deatt Their terrors round me spread ; While fearful tremblings seize my breath, And horrors whelm my head. 8 Thus from within the bursting sigh Mounts to the throne above — 0 that my soul on wings could fly, And emulate the dove ! 4 Swift I'd escape ; I'd flee afar, Some secret place to find, Hid from the world's wide scene of care, And rest my troubled mind. 5 I'd stretch my everlasting flight, And bid the world farewell, From sin and strife to realms of light, Where peace and quiet dwell. 55 Part II. CM. Watts Same Subject. OGOD, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears ; For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 By morning light I'll seek thy face, At noon repeat my cry : The night shall hear me ask thy grace, Nor wilt thou long deny. 95 S' PSALMS. 3 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid ; Ten thousand angels must appear, If he command their aid. i I cast my burdens on the Lord ; The Lord sustains them all ; My faith shall rest upon his word, And I shall never fall. 55 Part III. C. M. P. 'a Col Same Subject. 1 TILL on the Lord thy burden roll, Nor let a care remain : ills mighty arm shall bear thy soul. And all thy griefs sustain. 2 Ne'er will the Lord his aid deny To those who trust his love : The men who on his grace rely, Nor earth nor hell shall move. 55 Part IV. S. M. Watts God's Favor preferred to the Prosperity of Sinner* LET sinners take their coursef And choose the road to death, But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne When morning brings the light , I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 0 my eternal God! While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 96 PSALMS. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; 1 11 cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. (3 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; The ground on which their safety stands No earthly power can move. 56 Part I. L. M. 6 l. Sp. Psalm*. Excellence of the Word of God. C10ME, all ye servants of the Lord, ) And praise him for his sacred word — That word, like manna, sent from heaven, To all who seek it freely given : Its promises our fears remove, And fill our hearts with joy and love. 2 It tells us, though oppressed with cares, The God of mercy hears our prayers ; Though steep and rough th' appointed way, His mighty arm shall be our stay ; Though deadly foes assail ou? peace, His power shall bid their malice cease. 3 It tells who first inspired our breath, And who redeemed our souls from death ; It tells of grace so freely given, And shows the path to God and heaven : 0 bless we, then, our gracious Lord For all the treasures of his word. 7 97 PSALMS. 56 Part II. 0. M. Watt? Trusting God in the midst of Enemies. OTHOU whose justice reigns on high, And makes th' oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break rny peace. 2 In God, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust ; Nor will I fear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. 3 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise ; 1 '11 sing how faithful is thy word ; How righteous all thy ways. 4 Thou hast secured my soul from death ; 0 set thy servant fr^3, That heart and hand and life and breath May be employed for thee. 56 Part III. C. M. Wrangham Same Subject. LORD, I have thee my refuge made, Thy laws have been my choice ; Therefore I will not be afraid, But in thy word rejoice. 2 To thee my solemn vows I'll pay, And show thy righteous ways; With grateful heart thy will obey, And lift my voice in praise. 8 Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, Do thou my fears destroy ; That till T yield to thee my breath, 1 may thy light enjoy. 98 PSALMS. 57 Part I. L. M. T. & B. Praise to the great Jehovah. BE thou, 0 God, exalted high ; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou, art here, as there, obeyed. 2 0 God, my heart is fixed, 'tis bent, Its thankful tribute to present ; And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise To thee, my God, in songs of praise. 3 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound To all the listening nations round : Thy mercy highest heaven transcends, Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 4 Be thou, 0 God, exalted high; And, as thy glory fills the sky, !So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 57 Part II. L. M. Watts. Same Subject, ["Y God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy spreading wings Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heavens I raise my cry ; The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angel from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm 3 Be thou exalted, 0 my God, Above the heavens, where angels dwell: Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 99 PSALMS. 57 Part III. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. BE thou exalted, 0 my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 2 My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name : Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 3 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 4 Be thou exalted, 0 my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, ilnd land to land thy wonders tell. 57 Part IV. L. M. Wranoham Same Subject. ETERNAL God, celestial King, Exalted be thy glorious name: Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God, I rest my hope on thee alone ; I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad, To all mankind thy love make known 3 Awake, my tongue ! awake, my lyre ! With morning's earliest dawn arise; To songs of joy my soul inspire, And swell your music to the skies. 100 PSALMS. 4 With those who in thy grace abound, To thee I '11 raise my thankful voice ; While every land the earth around Shall hear, and in thy name rejoice. 6 Eternal God, celestial King, Exalted be thy glorious name ; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 60 C. M. Watts. Relief from National Judgments implored. LORD, thou hast scourged our guilty land ; Behold thy people mourn : Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand, And mercy ne'er return ? 2 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke, And dreads thy lifted hand : 0 heal the people thou hast broke, And spare our guilty land. 3 Then shall our loud and grateful voice Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound thy praise abroad. 61 Part I. C. M. Sp. Psalms. God a Refuge in Trouble. HAIL, gracious Source of every good, Our Saviour and defence : Thou art our glory and our shield, Our help and confidence. 2 When anxious fears disturb the breast When threatening foes are nigh, To thee we pour our deep complaint To thee for succor fly. 101 PSALMS. 3 Jesus, our Lord, our only hope, Before thy throne we bow : Thou art our strength, and thou the Rock Whence living waters flow. 61 Part II. S. M. Watt*. Same Subject. WHEN, overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies, Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 0 lead me to the rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, For ever I '11 abide ; Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 62 Part I. L. M. Wtatts. Trusting in God for Protection. MY spirit looks to God alone ; My rock and refuge is his throne ; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul for his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways : Pour out your hearts before his face : When helpers fail and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 6$ Part II. C. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. f">N ^od, my soul, with patient hope, / resigned, in silence wait ; 102 0' P,SALMS. He bears my sinking spirit up, Then let my joy be great. 2 God my salvation shall complete ; From him my glory springs : Rock of my strength! my soul shall wait Its refuge in his wings. 3 My Rock ! my Saviour ! my defence ! My everlasting stay ! Not all my foes shall pluck me thence, Nor move my soul away. 63 Part I. L. P. M. T. & B Delight in God and his Worship. GOD, my gracious God, to thee My early prayers shall offered be ; For thee my thirsty soul doth pant : My fainting flesh implores thy grace Within this dry and barren place, Where I refreshing waters want. 2 0 ! to my longing e}Tes once more That view of glorious power restore Which thy majestic house displays! Because to me thy wondrous love Than life itself does dearer prove, My lips shall always speak thy praise. 63 Part II. L. M. Watt* Same Subject. GREAT God, indulge my humble claim ; Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wiset Thou art my Father and my God ; 102 PSALMS \ud I am thine by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood 1 With early feet I love t' AKT HI. C. M. Watt*. Same Subject. SING, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise; With melody of sound record His honors and your joys. 2 Say to the power (hat formed the sky, How terrible art thou ! Sinners before thy presence fly, Or at thy feet they bow. 110 PSALMS. 3 0 bless our God, and never cease ; Ye saints, fulfil Ms praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. (36 Part IV. CM. Watts Praise for Redemption. "\TOW shall my solemn vows be paid JL> To that almighty Power Who heard the long request I made In my distressful hour. 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known : Come, ye who fear my God, and hear The wonders he has done. 3 When on my head deep sorrows fell, I sought his heavenly aid; He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay covered in my heart While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God — his name be ever blest ! — Has set my spirit free ; He ne'er rejected my request, Nor turned his heart from me. fJ6 PartV. CM. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. OALL ye lands, rejoice in God; Sing praises to his name ; Let all the earth, with one accord, His wondrous acts proclaim ; 111 PSALMS. 2 And let his faithful servants tell How, by redeeming love, Their souls are saved from death and hell, To share the joys above; 3 Tell how the Holy Spirit's grace Forbids their feet to slide ; And, as they run the Christian race, Vc ichsafes to be their guide. 4 0, then, rejoice, and shout for joy, Ye ransomed of the Lord ; Be grateful praise your sweet employ, His presence your reward. 07 Part I. C. M. Watts. Prayer for the Enlargement of the Church. SHINE, mighty God, on Zion shine With beams of heavenly grace: Reveal thy power through every land, And show thy smiling face. 2 When shall thy name, from shore to shore, Sound through the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ! 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice; Let every tongue exalt his praise, And every heart rejoice. *J7 Part II. S. M. P.'s Col Same Subject. OGOD, to earth incline, With mercies from above; And let thy presence round us shine With beams of heavenly love. 112 PSALMS. 2 Through all the earth below Thy ways of grace proclaim, Till distant nations hear and know The Saviour's blessed name. 3 Now let the world agree One general voice to raise, Till all mankind present to thee Their songs of grateful praise. 4 0 let the nations round Their cheerful powers employ, And earth's far-distant coasts resound With shouts of sacred joy. 67 Paht III. S. M Wrangham Same Subject. THOU shalt, 0 Lord, descend, And all the kingdoms bless ; Throughout the earth thy realm extend, And judge in righteousness. 2 The fruitful earth shall yield A rich, increasing store ; And God, who is to us revealed, His choicest gifts shall pour. 3 The blessings of his grace He shall to us make known, Till all the earth his laws embrace. And his dominion own. 4 Let all the people raise The loud thanksgiving voice ; Let every nation sing thy praise, And every tongue rejoice. 8 113 PSALMS. 67 Part IV. 7s. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. ON thy Church, 0 Power divine. Cause thy glorious face to shine, Till the nations from afar Hail her as their guiding star. 2 Then shall God, with lavish hand, Scatter blessings o'er the land, And the world's remotest bound "With the voice of praise resound. 68 Part I- L- M- Watts. The Majesty of Jehovah. KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong : Crown him, ye nations, in your song ; His wondrous name and power rehearse ; His honors shall enrich your verse. 2 He rides and thunders through the sky ; His name, Jehovah, sounds on high : Praise him aloud, ye sons of grace ; T« saints, rejoice before his face. '6 God is our shield, our joy, our rest; God is our King — proclaim him blest ; When terrors rise, when nations faint, He is the strength of every saint. #8 Pam il l- m- Watts Same Subject. fORD, when thou didst ascend on high, j Ten thousand angels filled the sky; Those heavenly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. 114 PSALMS. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there; While he pronounced his holy law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can teil, When the rebellious powers of hell, That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains, like captives, led. 4 Raised by his Father to the throne, He sent his promised Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. 68 PART HI. L. M. Wranghabl The Goodness and Compassion of God. BLEST be the Lord, the God of love, Who showers his blessings from above ; The rock on which the righteous trust, The hope and saviour of the just. 2 He to his saints redemption gives ; The weak and humble he relieves ; Supported by his grace we stand, For life and death are in his hand. 3 He views his children in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And, from, his holy seat above, Supports them with his tender love. 4 All they who make his laws their choice Shall in his promises rejoice; With gladness in their hearts, shall raise, Before his throne, triumphant praise, 115 PSALMS. 69 Part I. L. M. Wrangham. Pardon implored. TO tliee, great God, I make my prayer ; Do thou my supplications hear ; Let me not sink, o'er whelmed in grief, But kindly send my soul relief. 2 0 let me now thy goodness prove, Thy tender mercies, and thy love ; Tarn not away, 0 Lord, thy face, But hear, and heal me with thy grace. 8 So shall my song to thee arise, Thy praise shall echo through the skies : Through all the earth will I proclaim The greatness of Jehovah's name. 69 Part II. L. M. Watts. Pardon through the Sufferings of Christ. DEEP in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord : Behold the rising billows roll To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove : Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son Atoned for crimes which we had done. 3 0 for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live : The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 69 Part III. C. M. Waits Same Subject. FATHER, I sing thy wondrous grace, I bless my Saviour's name : 110 PSALMS. He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress has raised us high; His duty and his zeal Fulfilled the law, which mortals broke And finished all thy will. 3 Zion is thine, most holy God; Thy Son shall bless her gates ; And glory, purchased by his blood, For thine own Israel waits. 4 Let heaven, and all that dwell on hign, To God their voices raise ; While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance his praise. 70 C. M. Watts. Prayer for Divine Aid. GREAT God, attend my humble call, Nor hear my cries in vain ; 0 let thy grace prevent my fall, And still my hope sustain. 2 Be thou my help in time of need ; To thee, 0 Lord, I pray : In mercy hasten to my aid, Nor let thy grace delay. 3 Let all who love thy name rejoice, And glory in thy word; In thy salvation raise thy voice. And magnify the Lord. 71 Part I. C. M. Watis Praise to God, the Saviour. M Y Saviour, my almighty Friend, When I begin thy praise, 117 PSALMS. Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore ; And since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road, And march, with courage in thy strength, To see my Father, God. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I '11 plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 71 Part II. C. M. Watts Sustaining Grace implored. GOD of my childhood and my youth, The guide of all my days, 1 have declared thy heavenly truth, And told thy wondrous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim Before the rising age, ■ And leave a savor of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 118 PSALMS. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove : 0 may these poor remains of breath Teach all the world thy love ! 71 Part III. CM. Watti Same Subject. MY God, my everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth ; Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth. 2 Still has my life new wonders seen, Repeated every year ; Behold my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 3 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 4 Then, in the history of my age, When men review my days, They '11 read thy love in every page, In every line thy praise. 72 Part I. L. M. Watts Universal Reign of Christ. &REAT God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down ; His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 119 PSALMS. 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 4 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ; Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 72 Part II. L. M. Watts Same Subject. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Doth his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head : His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on bis love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. 120 PSALMS. 72 Part III> S. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. 11HE Saviour's glorious name For ever shall endure ; Long as the sun, his matchless fame Shall ever stand secure. 2 Wonders of grace and power To thee alone belong ; Thy Church those wonders shall adore In everlasting song. 3 0 Israel, bless him still, His name to honor raise ; Let all the earth his glory fill, Midst songs of grateful praise. 4 Jehovah, God most high, We spread thy praise abroad ; Through all the world thy fame shall fly, 0 God, thine Israel's God. 7P, Part IV. 7s. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. "ASTEN, Lord, the glorious time, When, beneath Messiah's sway, Every nation, every clime, Shall the gospel call obey 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own, Heathen tribes his name adore Satan and his host, o'erthrown, Bound in chains, shall hurt no more 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness, and joy, and peace, Undisturbed shall ever reign. 121 w PSALMS. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord; Ever praise his glorious name ; All his mighty acts record, All his wondrous love proclaim. 73 Part I. L. M. Watts Fody of envying the Prosperity of Sinners. LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was 1, To mourn, and murmur, and repine, To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine ! 2 But 0 their end, their dreadful end ! Thy sanctuary taught me so : j^ On slippery rocks I see them stand, rf* And fiery billows roll below 3 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood ; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion, and my God. 73 Part II. C. M. Watts. God the Portion of the Soul. I OD, my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven, without my God, 'T would be no joy to me ; And while the earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 122 Gc PSALMS. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint ; Thou art my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 5 Then to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad. And tell the world my joy. 73 Part III. C. M. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. TTTHOM have we, Lord, in heaven, but theej V V And whom on earth beside ? Where else for succor can we flee, Or in whose strength confide ? 2 Thou art our portion here below, Our promised bliss above ; Ne'er may our souls an object know So precious as thy love. 3 When heart and flesh, 0 Lord, shall fail, Thou wilt our spirits cheer, Support us through life's thorny vale, And cairn each anxious fear. 4 Yes, thou shalt be our guide through life, And help and strength supply ; Sustain us in death's fearful strife, And welcome us on high. 73 Part IV. S. M. W.\tts Folly of envying the Prosperity of Sinners SURE there 's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain ; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 123 PSALMS. 2 I saw the "wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools, with scornful eyes> In robes of honor shine. 3 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought, To learn thy justice thence. 4 Thy word with light and power Does my mistake amend ; I viewed the sinner's life before, But here I learn his end. 5 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go ! And 0 ! that dreadful, fiery deep That waits their fall below ! 6 Lord, at thy feet I bow ; My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. 7(3 H. M. Pratt's Col God only to be feared and worshipped. THY glories, mighty God, Alone our reverence claim : Thy terrors spread abroad ; How awful is thy name ! Thine anger shown, Thy judgments near, Who dare appear Before thy throne ? 2 Let man his anger raise, ' With persecuting rage ; His wrath shall work thy praise, The rest thy hands assuage : 124 PSALMS. Then still obey Th' Eternal King, Your offerings bring, And vows repay. 3 Let all who round his throne With holy gifts draw near, There lay their offerings down ; Jehovah claims their fear: Before his word The world shall bow, And princes know Thy terrors, Lord. 77 C. M. Watts. Despondency forbidden. TO God I cried with mournful voice. I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when trouble rose, And filled my heart with fear. 2 Will he for ever cast me off? His promise ever fail ? Has he forgot his tender love ? Shall anger still prevail ? 3 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark despairing frame, Remembering what thy hand has wrought- - Thy hand is still the same. 4 I '11 think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er — Thy wonders of recovering grace, When I could hope no more. 5 Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men who love thy word Have in thy holy temple known The counsels of the Lord. 125 PSALMS. 78 C. M. Watts The Works of God recounted to Posterity. LET children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we '11 convey his wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practice his commands. 79 S. M. Pratt's Col. Pardoning Mercy supplicated. I^HOU gracious God and kind, 0 cast our sins away ; Nor call our former guilt to mind, Thy justice to display. 2 Thy tcndcrest mercies show, Thy richest grace prepare, Ere yet, with guilty fears laid low, We perish in despair. 3 Save us from guilt and shame, Thy glory to display ; And, for the great Redeemer's name, Wash all our sins away. 12G PSALMS. 80 L- M- Watts The Church's Prayer in Time of Desertion. GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell* And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep ; 2 Thy Church is in the desert now ; Shine from on high, and guide us through; Turn us to thee, thy love restore ;• We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 3 Hast thou not planted with thy hand A lovely vine in this our land ? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dew enrich the ground ? 4 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with their fruit ! But now, 0 Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 5 Return, almighty God, return, Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 81 C. M. Pratt's Col Praise to God in his Temples. 1^0 God, our strength, your voice aloud In strains of glory raise ; The great Jehovah, Jacob's God, Exalt in notes of praise. 2 Now let the gospel trumpet blow On each appointed feast, And teach his waiting Church to know The Sabbath's sacred rest. 127 PSALMS. 3 This was the statute of the Lord To Israel's favored race ; And yet his courts preserve his word, And there we wait his grace. 4 With psalms of honor and of joy Let all his temples ring ; Your various instruments employ, And songs of triumph sing. 82 • . L. M. Watts Oppressors admonished. AMONG th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat : The God of heaven, as judge, surveys The kings of earth, and all their ways. 2 Why should they, then, frame wicked laws, Or why support th' unrighteous cause ? When will they cease t' oppress the poor? When will they vex the saints no more ? 3 Arise, 0 God, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod : He is our judge, and he our God. A.' 03 S. M. Watt* God arising to subdue Opposers. ND will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep ; The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep ? 2 Arise, almighty God, Assume thy sovereign sway ; Before thy throne bid sinners bow, And yield their hearts to thee. 128 PSALMS. 8 Let all the nations know And spread thy name abroad ; Let all who dwell on earth confess Their Saviour and their God. 84 Part I. L. M. Watt* Blessedness of ivorsliipping God in his Temple. HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 0 Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode : My panting heart cries out for God : My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ! 8 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne above the sky ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength ; and through the road They lean upon their helper, God. 6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 9 129 PSALMS. 84 Part II. L. M. Watt3 Same Subject. r\ REAT God, attend, while Zion sings VjT The joy that from thy presence springs : To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, 0 God of grace, Not tents of ease nor thrones of power Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day ; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 0 God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious host of heaven obey, Display thy grace, exert thy power, Till all on earth thy name adore. 84 Part III. CM. Watts Same Subject. MY soul, how lovely is the place To which th}' God resorts ! 'T is heaven to see his smiling face. Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays; And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quickening ravs. 130 PSALMS. 3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place ; While Christ reveals his wondrous love And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will ; And still we seek thy mercies there, And sing thy praises still. 84 Part IV. C. M. Watts Same Subject. OLORD, my heart cries out for thee, While far from thine abode : WThen shall I tread thy courts, and see My Saviour and my God ? 2 To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employed in carnal joys. 3 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, While Jesus is within, Rather than fill a throne of state, Or dwell in tents of sin. 4 Could I command the spacious land, Or the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand I 'd give them both away. 84 Part V. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord, How lovely is the place Where, in thy glory, we behold The brightness of thy face ! 131 o PSALMS. 2 My fainting soul with longing waits To view thy blest abode : My panting heart and flesh cry out For thee, the living God. 3 Thrice happy they whose choice has thee Their sure protection made ; Who long to tread the sacred ways Which to thy dwelling lead. 4 For God, who is our sun and shield, Will grace and glory give ; And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live. 5 0 Lord of hosts, my King, my God, How highly blest are they Who in thy temple always dwell, And there thy praise display ! 84 Part VI. H. M. Watts Same Subject. ORD of the worlds above, j How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are: To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God. 2 0 happy souls who pray Where God appoints to hear ! 0 happy men who pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they Who love the way To Zion's hill. 132 L PSALMS. S They go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears : 0 glorious seat, When God our King , Shall thither bring Our willing feet ! 85 Part I. L. M. Watts Quickening Grace implored. LORD, thou hast called thy grace to mind , Thou hast reversed our heavy doom ; So God forgave when Israelsinned, And brought his wandering captives hom8. 2 Tfeou hast begun to set us free, And made thy fiercest wrath abate ; Now let our hearts be turned to thee, And thy salvation be complete. 3 Revive our dying graces, Lord, And let thy saints in thee rejoice : Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word : We wait for praise to tune our voice. 4 We wait to hear what God will say : He '11 speak — and give his people peace ; But let them go no more astray, Lest his returning wrath increase. 85 Part II. L. If. Watts. Salvation through Christ. SALVATION is for ever nigh The souls who fear and trust the Lord-*. And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shah afford. 133 PSALMS 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Christ the Lord came down from heaven ; By his obedience, so complete, Justice is pleased, and peace is given. 3 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God ; Our wandering feet shall stray no more, But mark his steps, and keep the road, 85 Part III. H. M. Pratt's Col. Same Subject. JESUS the Saviour's nigh To those who fear his name ; He comes ! — his praise on high Let all his Church proclaim ! His footsteps still On earth shall stand, And all the land His glory fill. 2 Thy mercy, 0 our God, To all thy Church display : Proclaim thy grace abroad, And spread the gospel day : High on thy throne, Our prayer attend, And quickly send Salvation down. 86 Part !• L- M- Brown The Creator only worthy to be worshipped. ETERNAL God, almighty Cause Of earth, and sea, and worlds unknown ; All things are subject to thy laws, All tilings depend on thee alone. 134 PSALMS. 2 Thy glorious being singly stands, Of all within itself possessed ; Controlled by none are thy commands , Thou from thyself alone art blest. I To thee alone ourselves we owe; To thee alone our homage pay ; All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy great name through heathen lands. Their idol deities dethrone ; Subdue the world to thy commands, And reign, as thou art, God alone. 86 Part il l- m- Pratt's Col. Same Subject. THOU great Instructor, lest I stray, 0 teach my erring feet thy way ! Thy truth, with ever fresh delight, Shall guide my doubtful steps aright. 2 How oft my heart's affections yield, And wander o'er the world's wide field ! My roving passions, Lord, reclaim ; Unite them all to fear thy name. 3 Then to my God my heart and tongue, With all their powers, shall raise the song : On earth thy glories I'll declare, Till heaven th' immortal notes shall hear. 86 Part III. CI Watts Same Subject. A MONG the princes, earthly gods, jlX There's none hath power divine : Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine. 135 PSALMS. 2 The nations thou hast made shall bring Their offerings round thy throne, For thou alone dost wondrous things, For thou art God alone. 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet ; Teach me thine heavenly ways, And all my wandering thoughts unite In God my Father's praise. 80 Part IV. S. M. Pratt's Col Prayer for Divine Help. MY God, my prayer attend ! 0 bow thine ear to me, Without a hope, without a friend. Without a help but thee ! 2 0 guard my soul around, Which loves and trusts thy grace ; Nor let the powers of hell confound The hopes on thee I place ! 3 Thy mercy I entreat — Let mercy hear my cries, While, humbly waiting at thy seat, My daily prayers arise ! 4 0 bid my heart rejoice, And every fear control ; Since at thy throne, with suppliant voice, To thee I lift my soul ! g(} Part V. 7s. Pratt's Col Same Subject THOU, Jehovah, God o'er all! Idol gods to thee shall fall: None thy wondrous works can share ; None with thee in might compare 136 PSALMS. 2 Formed by thy creative hand, Let the nations round thee stand ; Prostrate at thy throne confess And adore the Saviour's grace. 3 Great in power ! — thine arm divine ! — Round the world thy wronders shine : Bid the world thy glories own : Thou art God, and thou alone ! 87 Part-L L. M. Watts. The Church the Dwelling- Place of God. GOD in his earthly temple lays Foundation for his heavenly praise ; He likes the tents of Jacob well, But still in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His mercy visits every house That pay their night, and morning vows, But makes a more delightful stay Where churches meet to praise and pray. 3 What glories were described of old ! What wonders are of Zion told ! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall all the nations know. 87 Part II. H. M. Pratt's Col Same Subject. FIXED on the sacred hills, Its firm foundations rest: The Lord his temple fills, With all his glory blest ! He waits where'er his saints adore, But loves the gates of Zion more. 2 0 Zion, sacred place ' Thy name shall spread around ; 137 PSALMS. The city of his grace, His wonders there abound : Thy glories shall thy God declare, And earth thy fame resound afar. 37 Part III. 8s. & 7s. Drummond Same Subject. GLORIOUS tlrings of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken Chose thee for his own abode. 2 Lord, thy Church is still thy dwelling, Still is precious in thy sight ; Judah's temple far excelling, Beaming with the gospel's light. 3 On the rock of ages founded, What can shake her sure repose ? With salvation's wall surrounded, She can smile at all her foes. 4 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word can ne'er be broken, Chose thee for his own abode. 88 Part I. L. M. Dwigiit Resurrection from the Grave. QHALL man, 0 God of light and life, |^3 For ever moulder in the grave ? Canst thou forget thy glorious work. Thy promise, and thy power to save ? 2 In those dark, silent realms of night Shall peace and hope no more arise? No future morning light the tomb, Nor day-star gild the darksome skies? 138 PSALMS. BREWER 3 Cease, cease, ye vain desponding fears : ■ When Christ our Lord from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 4 Faith sees the bright eternal doors Unfold to' make his children way : They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day. 5 The trump shall sound, the dead shall wake ; From the cold tomb the slumberers spring ; Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise, And hail their Saviour and their King. 88 Part II. L. M. Dwight. Sinners invited to immediate Repentance. \ Y^HILE life prolongs its precious light, V V Mercy is found and peace is given ; But soon, ah ! soon approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste ! 0 haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave ; Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. 5 Now God invites — how blest the day ! . How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste ! 0 haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found 139 PSALMS. 88 Part III. S. M. Same Subject. YE sinners, fear the Lord While yet 'tis called to-day ; Soon will the awful voice of death Command your souls away. 2 Soon will the harvest close ; The summer soon be o'er; And soon your injured, angry God Will hear your prayers no more. 3 Then while 'tis called to-day, 0 hear the gospel's sound ; Come, sinner, haste ! 0 haste away, While pardon may be found. 89 Part I. L. M. Watts Frailty of Man. REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state, How frail our life, how short the date-- Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death ? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Distressed with gloomy fears, we cry, " Must death for ever rage and reign ? Or hast thou made mankind in vain? 3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? Are not thy servants turned to dust?" But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day. Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honor of thy word : Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. 140 PSALMS. 89 Part II. L. M. Watts The Faithfulness of God. T70R ever shall my song record Jj The truth and mercy of the Lord ; Mercy and truth for ever stand, Like heaven, established by his hand. 2 Jesus, our prophet and our priest, Thy children shall be ever blest : Thou art our King : thy glorious throne Shall stand to ages yet unknown. 3 Then let the Church rejoice, and sing Jesus, her Saviour and her King ; Angels above his wonders show, And saints declare his works below. 89 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. MY never-ceasing song shall show The mercies of the Lord, And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. 2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce Shall firm as heaven endure ; And if he speak a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. 3 Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above ; And saints on earth their honors raise To thy unchanging love. 89 Part IV. C. M. Watts. . The Majesty of God. "TT7ITH reverence let the saints appear, V V And bow before the Lord ; HI PSALMS. His high commands with reverence hear, And tremble at his word. 2 Great God, how high thy glories rise . How bright thine armies shine ! Where is the power with thee that vies, Or truth compared with thine ? 3 The northern pole and southern rest On thy supporting hand ; Darkness and day, from east to west, Move round at thy command. 4 Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boisterous deep ; Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, The rolling billows sleep. 5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine. And the dark world of hell: How did thine arm in vengeance shine, When Egypt durst rebel ! 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is thy grace ; While truth and mercy, joined in one, Invite us near thy face. 89 Part V. C. M. Watts Rejoicing in the Gospel. BLEST are the souls who hear and know The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through their Redeemer's name; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 142 PSALMS. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. 90 Part I. L. M. Watt* Divine Immutability and Human Frailty. THROUGH every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode : High was thy throne ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long hadst thou reigned ere time began. Or dust was fashioned into man ; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity : Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, is just, " Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an ever-flowing stream, Sweeps us away : our life 's a dream — An empty tale — a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. 5 Teach us, 0 Lord, how frail is man ; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till, cleansed by grace, we all may be Prepared to die, and dwell with thee. 90 Part II. C. M. Wati& Same Subject OGOD, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ; 143 PSALMS. 2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure : Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, " Return, ye sons of men:" All nations rose from earth at first, And turned to earth again. 5 0 God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. o 90 Part III. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. LORD, the saviour and defence Of all thy chosen race, From age to age thou still hast been Our sure abiding-place. 2 Before the lofty mountains rose. Or earth received its frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 Thou turnest man, 0 Lord, to dust, Of which he first was made ; When thou dost speak the word, Return, 'Tis instantly obeyed. 4 For in thy sight a thousand years Are like a day that's past, 144 PSALMS. Or like a watch in dead of night, Whose hours unminded waste. 5 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum Of our short days to mind, That unto wisdom all our hearts May ever be inclined. 90 Part IV. C. M. Watts Same Subject. T)ETURN, 0 God of love, return ; XL Earth is a tiresome place : How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face ? 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years ; Let sin and sorrow cease ; And in proportion to our tears, So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show ; Make thine own work complete ; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 90 Part V. C. M. Watt* Same Subject. LORD, if thine eye survey our faults, And justice grow severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. 2 Almighty Ood, reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone ; 0 let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne. 01 145 PSALMS. 90 Part VI. S. M. Watts Same Subject. IORD, what a feeble piece j Is this our mortal frame ! Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name ! 2 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay ; Swift as a flood, our hasty days Are sweeping us away. 3 Then, if our days must fly, We '11 keep their end in sight ; We'll spend them all in wisdom's way. And let them speed their flight. 4 They'll waft us sooner o'er This life's tempestuous sea; Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. c)l Part I. L. M. Watts Safety of trusting in God. HE who hath made his refuge God Shall find a most secure abode : Shall walk all day beneath his shade. And there at night shall rest his head 2 Now may we say, Our God, thy power Shall be our fortress and our tower: We, that are formed of feeble dust, Make thine almighty arm our trust. 3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the tempter's snare ; God is thy life; his arms are spread To shield thee with a healthful shade. 1 16 . PSALMS. 91 Part II. C. M. WaiH* Same Subject. TTE sons of men, a feeble race, J_ Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And trust his graciotis care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell ; Or, if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise the saints on high. 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways ; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And trust his gracious care. 92 Part I. L. M. Watts Delight in the Worship of the Sabbath. LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above ; Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and true : They who attend his gates shall find God ever faithful, ever kind. 147 PSALMS. 92 Part II. L. M. Watts Same Subject. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing : To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all til}* truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal care shall seize n\y breast : 0 may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word : Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep thy counsels, how divine ! 4 Sure I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 9Q Part III. S. M. Sp. Psalms Same Subject. SWEET is the work, 0 Lord, Thy glorious name to sing; To praise and pray, to hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet, at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell: And when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 148 PSALMS. 3 Sweet, on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be oi** blest employ Eternally in heaven. 93 Part I. L. M. T. & B. The Majesty and Dominion of God. WITH glory clad, with strength arrayed, The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, The world's foundations firmly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 2 How surely 'stablished is thy throne, Which shall no change or period see ; For thou, 0 Lord, and thou alone, Art God, from all eternity. 3 The floods, 0 Lord, lift up their voice, And toss their troubled waves on high ; But God above can still their noise, And make the angry sea comply. 4 Through endless ages stands thy throne ; Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure : The pure in heart, and they alone, Shall find their hope of heaven secure. 93 Part II. L. M. Watts, Same Subject. JEHOVAH reigns ; he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The worlds created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 149 PSALMS. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies : Vain floods, that- aim their rage so high ! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands for ever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 93 Part III. S. P. M. Watts. Same Subject. THE Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crowned ; Arrayed in robes of light, Begirt with sovereign might, And rays of majesty around. 2 Upheld by thy commands, The world securely stands. And skies and stars obey thy word : Thy throne was fixed on high Ere stars adorned the sky : Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 Let floods and nations rage, And all their power engage ; Let swelling tides assault the sky; The terrors of thy frown Shall beat their madness down ; Thy throne for ever stands on high. 150 PSALMS. 4 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new ; There fixed, thy Church shall ne'er remove ; Thy saints with holy fear Shall in thy courts appear, ind sing thine everlasting love. 94 Part I. C. M. Watts Trusting in God for Help. *"TAD not the Lord, my rock, my help, ~±_ Sustained my fainting head, 3.y life had now in silence dwelt, My soul among the dead. 2 "Alas, my sliding feet!" I cried — Thy promise was my hope ; Tiy grace stood constant at my side, Thy Spirit bore me up. 3While multitudes of mournful thoughts Within my bosom roll, Ty boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 4Thc powers of earth and sin may rise, And frame oppressive laws ; £t God, my refuge, rules the skies, He will defend my cause. 9/ Part II. C. M. T. & B Same Subject ")LEST is the man whom thou, 0 Lord, ) In kindness dost chastise, ad by thy sacred rules to walk, In mercy dost advise. For God will never from his saints His favor wholly take : 151 PSALMS. His own possession and his lot He will not quite forsake. 3 The world shall then confess thee just In all that thou hast done ; And those who choose thy upright path Shall in that path go on. 4 My sure defence is firmly placed In thee, the Lord most high : Thou art my rock ; to thee I may For refuge always fly. 95 Part I. L. M. T. &B. Exhortation to adore and praise Jehovah. OCOME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our almighty King For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favors past; To him address, in joyful song, Praises which to his name belong. 3 0 let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there ; Down on our knees, devoutly, all Before the Lord our Maker fall. 95 Part II. L. M. Wait San i. tU)ME, let our voices join to raise A Bacred Bong of solemn praise: God is a sovereign king; rehearse [lis honor in exalted verse. 152 PSALMS. 2 Come, let- our souls address the Lord, Who framed our natures with his word : He is our shepherd ; we, the sheep His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, The counsels of his love obey ; Nor let our hardened hearts renew The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 4 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, And view those ancient rebels dead ; Accept the offered grace to-day, Nor lose the blessing by delay. 5 Come, seize the promise while it waits, And march to Zion's heavenly gates ; Believe, and take the promised rest ; Obey, and be for ever blest. 95 Part III. L. M. Wrangham Same Subject. ^0 God our voices let us raise, And loudly chant the joyful strain ; That rock of strength, 0 let us praise, Whence free salvation we obtain. 2 The Lord is great ; with glory crowned, O'er all the gods of earth he reigns ; His hand supports the deeps profound, His power alone the hills sustains. 3 Let all who now his goodness feel, Come near, and worship at his throne : Before the Lord their Maker kneel, And bow in adoration down. T( 95 Part IV. CM. Watts Same Subject. 1ING to the Lord Jehovah's name, And in his strength rejoice : 153 s1 PSALMS. When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing : The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Come, and with humble souls adore ; Come kneel before his face : 0 may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace ! 4 Now is the time, be bends his ear, And waits for your request ; Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, " Ye shall not see my rest." 95 Part V. S. M. Watts Same Subject. COME, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing: Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 Come worship at his throne, Come bow before the Lord : We are his work, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 3 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice. And own your gracious God. 96 Part I. L. P. M. Watts. Rejoicing in view of God's universal Reign. LET all the earth their voices raise, To sing a psalm of lofty praise, To sing and bless Jehovah's name: 154 PSALMS. His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his saving works proclaim., 2 0 haste the day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power, And barbarous nations fear his name : Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness, And in his courts his grace proclaim. 96 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. SING to the Lord, ye distant lands, Ye tribes of every tongue ; His new-discovered grace demands A new and noble song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son : His power the sinking world sustains, And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea ; Ye mountains, sink ; ye valleys, rise ' Prepare the Lord his way. 4 Behold, he comes ! he comes to bless The nations, as their God ; To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. 5 But when his voice shall raise the dead. And bid the world draw near, How will the guilty nations dread To see their Judge appear ! 155 PSALMS. 96 Part III. S. M. Same Subject. SING praises to our God, And bless his sacred name : His great salvation all abroad From day to day proclaim. 2 Midst heathen nations place The glories of his throne, And let the wonders of his grace Through all the earth be known. 3 The gods the heathen boasts Nor hear, nor see, nor move : Jehovah is the Lord of hosts, Who spread the heavens above ! 4 Then let our songs arise In new exalted strains ; Let earth repeat it to the skies, The Lord, the Saviour reigns ! 97 Part I. L. M. Watts Rejoicing in Christ as Sovereign and Judge. HE reigns! the Lord, the Saviour reigns! Sing to his name in lofty strains ; Let all the earth in songs rejoice, And in his praise exalt their voice. 2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown; But grace and truth support his throne: Though gloomy clouds his way surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes, Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs ; Before him burns devouring fire; The mountains melt, the seas retire. 150 PSALMS. 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day; Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 97 Part II. L. M. Watts Same Subject. THE Lord is come : the heavens proclaim His birth, the nations learn his name : An unknown star directs the road Of eastern sages to their God. 2 All ye bright armies of the skies, Go, worship where the Saviour lies : Angels and kings before him bow, Those gods on high and gods below. 3 Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound ; Zion shall still his glories sing, And earth confess her sovereign King. 97 Part III. L. M. Watts Same Subject. TH' ALMIGHTY reigns, exalted high O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky ; Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy-seat. 2 Immortal light and joys unknown Are for the saints in darkness sown : Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 3 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record The sacred honors of the Lord : None but the soul that feels his grace Can triumph in his holiness. 157 PSALMS. 97 Part IV. C. M. Watts Same Subject. LET earth, with every isle and sea, Rejoice — the Saviour reigns ! His word like fire prepares his way, And mountains melt to plains. 2 His presence sinks the proudest hills, And makes the valleys rise ; The humble soul enjoys his smiles, The haughty sinner dies. 3 Adoring angels at his birth Made the Redeemer known ; Thus shall he come to judge the earth, And angels guard his throne. 97 Part V. C. M. P.'s Col Same Subject. rPHE heavens his righteousness declare, JL And angels hail his birth : His gospel shall his glories bear Around th' admiring earth. 2 Ye idols, prostrate on the ground, Th' incarnate God adore : His arm your worship shall confound, And all who trust your power. 3 Zion with holy triumph hears, The Church proclaims her joys; Her Saviour for her aid appears, And praise her lips employs. 98 Part I. C. M. Watts. Glorious and joyful Reign of God the Saviour. TO our almighty Maker, God, New honors be addressed ; 158 PSALMS. His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blest. 2 He spake the word to Abraham first, His truth fulfils the grace ; The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. 3 Let all the earth his love proclaim With all her different tongues, And spread the honor of his name In melody and songs. 98 Part EL C. M. Watts. Same Subject. JOY to the world, the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns ! Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, recks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness And wonders of his love. 98 Part III. C. M. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. TO God address the joyful psalm, Who wondrous things hath done ; 159 PSALMS. Whose own right hand and holy arm The victory have won. 2 He to the Gentile nations round Hath made his mercy known ; And to the world's remotest bound His justice shall be shown. 3 The promised Saviour meekly came. And man's full ransom paid; Again he comes, his own to claim, In awful pomp arrayed. 4 He comes with power ; he quits the skies To punish and reward : 0 let one general chorus rise To praise the sovereign Lord. 98 Part IV. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. SING to the Lord a new-made song, Who wondrous things has done ; With his right hand and holy .arm The conquest' he has won. 2 The Lord has through th' astoujshed world Displayed his saving might. And made his righteous acts appear In till the heathen's sight. 3 Of Israel's house his love and truth Have ever mindful been ; And earth's remotest tribes the power Of Israel's God have seen. 4 Let all the people of the earth Their cheerful voices raise; Let all, with universal joy, Resound their Maker's praise. 1G0 sc PSALMS 93 Part V. 8, 7 & 4. P.'s Col. Same Subject. 1 0NGS anew of honor framing, Sing ye to the Lord alone ; All his wondrous works proclaiming — Jesus wondrous works hath done ! Glorious victory His right hand and arm have won. 2 Now he bids his great salvation Through the heathen lands be told ; Tidings spread through every nation, And his acts of grace unfold: All the heathen Shall his righteousness behold. 3 Shout aloud, and hail the Saviour ; Jesus, Lord of all proclaim ! As ye triumph in his favor, All ye lands, declare his fame : Loud rejoicing, Shout the honors of his name ! 99 Part I. S. M. Watts. The Majesty and Grace of Jehovah. THE Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear ; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, Let earth adore its Lord ; Bright cherubs his attendants stand, Swift to fulfil his word. 3 In Zion stands his throne, His honors are divine ; 11 161 PSALiMS. His Church shall make his wonders known, For there his glories shine. 4 How holy is his name ! How fearful is his praise ! Jastice, and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace. 99 Part II. S. M. Watts Same Subject. EXALT the Lord our God, And worship at his £eet ; His nature is all holiness, And mercy is his seat. 2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, WThen Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, He gave his people rest. 3 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race ; And oft he made his vengeance known When they abused his grace. 4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same ; Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name. LOO Part I. L. M. T. & B All Nations exhorted to Adoration and Praise. WITH one consent let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay with awful mirth. And sing before him songs of praise. 162 PSALMS 2 Convinced that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed ; We whom he chooses for his own, The flock which he vouchsafes to feed. 3 0 enter then his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press ; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he 's the Lord, supremely good ; His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. 100 Part II. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. ~Y7"E nations round the earth, rejoice X Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; Ser^ve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God: 'tis he alone Doth life, and breath, and being give : We are his work, and not our own, The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, With praises to his courts repair ; And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; And all the race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 163 PSALMS. 100 Part iil l- M. Watts. Same Subject. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise ; And earth, with all her thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand When rolling years shall cease to move. 100 Part IV. CM. Weangham. Same Subject. OALL ye lands, in God rejoice, To him your thanks belong ; In strains of gladness raise your voice, In loud and joyful song. 2 0 enter ye his courts with praise, His love to all proclaim ; To God the song of triumph raise, And magnify his name. 104 PSALMS. 3 For he is gracious, just and good ; His mercy ever sure Through ages past has ever stood, And ever shall endure. 100 Part V. S. M. Dwiqht Same Subject. SING to the Lord most high ; Let every land adore ; With grateful heart and voice make known His goodness and his power. 2 Enter his courts with joy ; With fear address the Lord ; 'Twas he who formed us with his hand, And quickened by his word. 3 His hands provide our food, And every blessing give ; We 're guarded by his daily care, And on his bounty live. 4 Good is the Lord our God ; His truth and mercy sure ; And while eternity shall last, His promises endure. 102 Part !• L- M- Pratt's Col. Compassion of God for the Distressed. DOWN from his lofty throne on high He looked — the Lord the world surveyed ; He saw the race in ruin lie, He pitied, and his grace displayed. 2 He hears the groaning prisoner's voice, He hears the suppliant's trembling breath : From bonds released, the slaves rejoice ; He frees the captives doomed to death ! 165 PSALMS. 3 Let Zion now his name repeat ; His Church his wonders shall record, Till kingdoms, crowding round his seat, Own him their Saviour and their Lord. 102 Part II. L. M. P.'s Col. Human Frailty and Divine Immutability. SWIFT as declining shadows pass, Our days in quick succession fly ; And, transient as the withering grass, Amid our youthful hopes we die. 2 But thou, our Saviour, shalt endure, Thy years unchanged, eternal Lord ! Thy grace through every age is sure, And firm the promise of thy word. 103 Part III. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand Impairs our strength amid the race; Disease and death, at his command, Arrest us, and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, 0 Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon : Thy years are one eternal day, And must thy children die so soon ? 3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief, This thought our sorrows shall assuage : "Our Father and our Saviour lives; Thou art the same through every age." 4 Before thy face thy Church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign: This fading world shall they survive, And rise to glorious life again. 16G PSALMS. 103 ?ART IV- C. M. T. & B &?me Subject. ' TT J HEN I pour out my soul iu prayer, VV Do thou, great God, attend ; To thy eternal throne of grace 0 let my cry ascend. 2 Hide not, 0 Lord, thy glorious face In times of deep distress ; Incline thine ear, and when I call, My sorrows soon redress. 3 My days, just hastening to their end, Are like an evening shade ; My beauty does, like withered grass, With waning lustre fade. 4 But thy eternal state, 0 Lord, No length of time shall waste ; The memory of thy wondrous works From age to age shall last. 102 Part V. C. M. T. & B. Same Subject. 1 THROUGH endless years thou art the same, 0 thou eternal God ! Ages to come shall know thy name, And tell thy works abroad. 2 The strong foundations of the earth Of old by thee were laid ; By thee the beauteous arch of heaven With matchless skill was made. 3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things, Formed by thy powerful hand, Be like a vesture laid aside, And changed at thy command. 167 PSALMSs. 4 But thy perfections all divine, Eternal as thy days, Through everlasting ages shine With undiminished rays. 103 Part VI. C. M. Watts Same Subject. TET Zion and her sons rejoice — j Behold the promised hour : Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes t' exalt his power. 2 Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in his eyes ; Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there : Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 1 He sits a sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes : He hears the dying prisoners' groan, And sees their sighs arise. 5 He frees the soul condemned to death; Nor, when his saints complain, Shall it be said that praying breath Was ever spent in vain. 6 This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long record, That ages yet unborn may read, And praise, and trust the Lord. 168 PSALMS. 102 Part VII. CM. Watts. Divine Aid implored in Times of Extremity. HEAR me, 0 God, nor hide thy face, But answer, lest I die : Hast thou not built a throne of grace, To hear when sinners cry ? 2 As on some lonely building's top The sparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and hope, I sit and grieve alone. 3 But thou for ever art the same, 0 my eternal God ! Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy works abroad. 4 Thou wilt arise and show thy face ; Nor will my Lord delay Beyond th' appointed hour of grace That long-expected day. 5 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, And by mysterious ways Redeems the prisoners doomed to clie; And fills their tongues with praise. 1_0SJ Part VIII. 7s. Pratt's Col Same Subject. HEAR my prayer, Jehovah, hear ! Listen to my humble cries : See the day of trouble near — Heavy on my soul it lies. 2 Hide not, then, thy gracious face When the storm around me falls : Hear me, 0 thou God of grace, In the time thy servant calls. 169 PSALMS. 3 Earth and hell their censures pour, Madly rage against my soul:' When my God appears no more, Who their fury can control ? 4 Hide not, then, thy gracious face When the storm around me falls : Hear me, 0 thou God of grace, Hear me when thy servant calls. LOS PART t L. M. Watts The Goodness and Mercy of God celebrated. BLESS, 0 my soul, the living God ; Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, 0 my soul, the God of grace: His favors claim thy highest praise : Let not the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot. 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done : He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 Let every land his power confess, Let all the earth adore his grace : My heart and tongue with rapture join hi work and worship so divine. 103 Part II. L. M. Pratt's Col. Same Subject. HIGH o'er the heavens, supreme, alone, Th' eternal Lord prepares his throne: O'er all his kingdom he '11 extend, Beyond a limit or an end. 170 PSALMS. 2 Bless ye the Lord, his glories tell, Ye angels who in might excel, Who do his will, who hear his voice, And in his high commands rejoice. 3 Bless ye the Lord, proclaim his state, Ye heavenly hosts who round him wait, Quick to perform his acts of might, His pleasure your supreme delight. 4 Bless ye the Lord, his works around ! Creation, with his praise resound ! My soul, the general chorus join, And bless the Lord in songs divine. ]_03 Part III. L. M. T. & B Same Subject. MY soul, inspired with sacred love, God's holy name for ever bless ; Of all his favors mindful prove, And still thy grateful thanks express. 2 The Lord abounds with tender love And unexampled acts of grace ; His wakened wrath does slowly move, His willing mercy flies apace. 3 As far as 'tis from east to west, So far has he our sins removed, Who, with a father's tender breast, Has such as fear him always loved. 4 Let every creature jointly bless The mighty Lord ; and thou, my heart, With grateful joy thy thanks express, And in this concert bear thy part. 171 PSALMS. 103 Paut IV. L. M. T. & B. Same Subject. THE Lord ! how wondrous are his ways ! How firm his truth ! how large his grace ! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far has nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those die loves. 4 How slowly does his wrath arise ! On swifter wings salvation flies ; Or, if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 5 His everlasting love is sure To all his saints, and shall endure : From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. 103 Tart V. L. M. P.'s Col. Same Subject. MY soul, with humble fervor raise To God the voice of grateful praise; Let every mental power combine To bless his attributes divine. 2 Deep on my heart let memory trace His acts of mercy and of grace ; Who, with a father's tender care. Saved me when sinking in despair; 172 PSALMS. 3 Gave my repentant soul to prove The joy of his forgiving love ; Poured balm into my bleeding breast, And led my weary feet to rest. 103 Part vi- S. M. Watts. Same Subject. 0 BLESS the Lord, my soul; Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. 2 0 bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And gives thee strength again. 4 He crowns thy life with love When ransomed from the grave; He who redeemed my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good ; He gives the sufferers rest : The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known, But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. 7 0 bless the Lord, my soul ; Let all within me join, And aid rr^ tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. 178 PSALMS. 103 Ta-rt VII. S. M. Montgomery. Same Subject. 0 BLESS the Lord, my soul ; His grace to thee proclaim ; And all that is within me join To bless his holy name. 2 0 bless the Lord, my soul; His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all bis benefits: The Lord to thee is kind. 3 He will not always chide; He will with patience wait ; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath ; He healeth thy infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 5 Then bless his holy name Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days: 0 bless the Lord, my soul! w 103 Part VIII. S. M. Watts Same Subject. Y soul, repeat his praise Whose mercies are so great. Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 His power subdues our sins ; And In's forgiving love, Far as tlie east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 174 PSALMS. 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 103 Paiit ix- s- m- Watts Same Subject. THE pity of the Lord To those that fear his name Is such as tender parents feel: He knows our feeble frame. 2 He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 3 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower: When blasting winds sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 4 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. L03 PART x- S. M. Watt*. Same Subject. THE Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fixed his throne on high ; O'er all the heavenly world he rules. And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose vcice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 175 PSALMS. 3 Ye heavenly hosts, who wait The orders of your King, Who guard his churches when they pray, 0 join the praise Ave sing. 4 And while his wondrous works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his praises too. 104 Part l l- M. Watts. Praise to God the Creator. "Y soul, thy great Creator praise! When clothed in his celestial rays. He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 How strange thy works! how great thy skill, While every land thy riches fill : Thy wisdom round the world we see — This spacious earth is full of thee. 3 How awful are thy glorious ways ! Thou, Lord, art dreadful in thy praise ; Yet humble souls may seek thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 104 Part II. L. M. P.'s Col Same Subject. LONG as I live, all-bounteous Lord, My song thy glories shall record ; Thy praise, my God, shall fill the strain While life or being shall remain. 2 Sweet are the thoughts which till my breast When on thy various works they rest : God, my Creator, lifts my voice: In God, my Saviour, I rejoice. 17G PSALMS. 3 Soon shall his arm his foes dismay, And sweep the guilty race away : And while his Church his power adore. The wicked sink to rise no more. 4 Then, 0 my soul, Jehovah bless, His providence and grace confess : Let all his works their tribute raise, And triumph in Jehovah's praise. 104 Paiit iil l- m- Same Subject. GREAT is the Lord ! what tongue can framo An honor equal to his name ? How awful are his glorious ways ! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 2 The world's foundations by his hand Were laid, and shall for ever stand ; The swelling billows know their bound, While to his praise they roll around. 3 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord ; All nature rests upon thy word ; And clouds, and storms, and fire obey Thy wise and all-controlling sway. 4 Thy glory, fearless of decline, Thy glory, Lord, shall ever shine; Thy praise shall still our breath employ Till we shall rise to endless joy. 105 Part I. C. M. T. & B Exhortation to Praise. 0 RENDER thanks and bless the Lord, Invoke his sacred name ; Acquaint the nations with his deeds, His matchless deeds proclaim. 12 177 PSALMS 2 Sing to his praise in lofty hymns, His wondrous works rehearse; Make them the theme of your discourse And subject of your versfc 3 Rejoice in his almighty name, Alone to be adored ; And let their hearts o'erflow with joy Who humbly seek the Lord. 105 Part II. C. M. Pratt's Col The Faithfulness of God celebrated. JEHOVAH is the Lord our God ; Then let his Church adore : His justice o'er the earth abroad Shall all his judgments pour. 2 Once his eternal oath he sware To Abraham and his race : And placed his laws and statutes there, The types of richer grace. 3 His covenant, in his changeless mind, Stands like himself secure ; His Church through every age shall find His word of promise sure. ]05 Part III. CM. Watts Same Subject. GIVE thanks to God, invoke his name, And tell the world his grace ; Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, That all may seek his face. 2 His covenant, which lie kept in mind For numerous apes past, To numerous ages yet behind In equal force shall last. 178 PSALMS. 3 He swore to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessing sure : Gentiles the^mcient promise read, And find his truth endure. 4 Then let the world forbear its rage, The Church renounce her fear ; Israel shall live through every age, And be th' Almighty's care. 106 Part I. L. M. T. & B. God praised for his Works of Goodness andMerty. 0 RENDER thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise ? 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford : When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4 0 render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. 106 Part II. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. TO God the great, the ever-blest, Let songs of honor be addressed ; His mercy firm for ever stands ; Give him the thanks his love demands. 179 PSALMS. 2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways? Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? Blest are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; And with the same salvation bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 4 0 may I see thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice ! This is my glory, Lord, to be Joined to thy saints, and near to thee. 107 Part I. L. M. Watts. Providential Goodness celebrated. (1 IVE thanks to God ; he reigns above : X Kind are his thoughts, his name is love: His mercy ages past have known, And ages long to come shall own. 2 He feeds and clothes us all the way : He guides our footsteps, lest we stray ; He guards us with a powerful hand, And brings us to the heavenly land. 3 0 let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord : How great his works ! how kind his ways ! Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 107 Part il c- m- Wrangham God's Goodness celebrated. 0 PRAISE the Lord, for he is good ; In him we rest obtain ; His mercy lias through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 180 PSALMS. 2 Let all the people of the Lord His praises spread around ; Let them his grace and love record, Who have salvation found. 3 Now let the east in him rejoice. The west its tribute bring, The north and south lift up their voice In honor of their King. 4 0 praise the Lord, for he is good ; In him we rest obtain ; His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 107 Part III. 7s. Pratt's Col. Same Subject. OTHAT men their songs would raise, All his goodness to declare i All Jehovah's wonders praise, Wonders which their children share. 2 Where his holy altars rise, Let his saints adore his name ; There present their sacrifice, There with joy his works proclaim. 108 Part L l. M. Wrangham. General Praise to God. MY heart is fixed on thee, my God ; Thy sacred truth I '11 spread abroad ; My soul shall rest on thee alone, And make thy loving-kindness known. 2 Awake, my glory ; wake, my lyre. To songs of praise my tongue inspire ; With morning's earliest dawn arise, And swell your music to the skies. 181 PSALMS. 8 With those who in thy grace .abound, I'll spread thy fame the earth around, Till every land, with thankful voice, Shall in thy holy name rejoice. 108 p^t n. c. M. t. & r> Same Subject. OGOD, my heart is fully bent To magnify thy name ; My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise, Shall celebrate thy fame. 2 To all the listening tribes, 0 Lord, Thy wonders I will tell ; And to those nations sing thy praise That round about us dwell. 3 Thy mercy, in its boundless height, The highest heaven transcends ; And far beyond tli' aspiring clouds Thy faithful truth extends. 4 Be thou, 0 God, exalted high Above the starry frame ; And let the world, withjfcne consent, Confess thy glorious name. 108 Part m- c- M« Barlow. Same Sulijrct. AWAKE, my soul, to sound his praise; Awake, my harp, to sing; Join, all my powers, the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of his care, And through the nations round, Glad songs of praise will 1 prepare, And there Ins name resound. 182 PSALMS. 3 Be thou exalted, 0 my God, Above the starry frame ; Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, And teach the world thy name. 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, And taste redeeming love. I 10 Paiit L l- M. Watts Christ exalted as a King and Saviour. I^HUS God, the eternal Father, spake To Christ the Son: "Ascend and sit At my right hand, till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 " From Zion shall thy word proceed ; Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 " That day shall show thy power is great, When saints shall flock with willing minds, And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." ' 4 0 blessed power ! 0 glorious day ! How large a victory shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew, HO Part il c- m- Watts. Same Subject. JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, And near thy Father sit ; In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 183 PSALMS. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 Jesus, our priest, for ever lives To plead for us above ; Jesus, our king, for ever gives The blessings of his love. 4 God shall exalt his glorious head, And his high throne maintain ; Shall strike the powers and princes dead Who dare opp'ose his reign. Ill Part l C. M. Watts. The Works and Grace of God celebrated. SONGS of immortal praise belong To my almighty God ; He has my heart, and he my tongue, To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works his hand has wrought I How glorious in our sight ! And men in every age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 When he redeemed his chosen sons, He fixed his covenant sure : The orders that his lips pronounce To endless years endure. HI Part II. CM. Watts Same Subject. GREAT is the Lord ; his works of might Demand our noblest songs; 0 let th' assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues 184 PSALMS. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord ! He gives his children food ; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his covenant sure ; Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 Great is the Lord ; his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; 0 let th' assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 112 Part I. L. M. T. & B Blessedness of fearing and obeying God. THAT man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law ; His seed on earth shall be renowned, And with successive honors crowned. 2 The soul that's filled with virtue's light Shines brightest in affliction's night ; His conscience bears his courage up, He sees in darkness beams of hope. 3 Beset with threatening dangers round, Unmoved shall he maintain his ground : The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. 113 Part IT. L. M. Watts Same Subject. THRICE happy man who fears the Lord, Loves his commands, and trusts his word; Honor and peace his clays attend, And blessings on his seed descend. 185 PSALMS. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, To works of mercy still inclined ; He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them, not to be repaid. 3 His soul, well fixed upon the Lord, Draws heavenly courage from his word ; Amid the darkness light shall rise, To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 4 He hath dispersed his alms abroad, His works are still before his God ; His name on earth shall long remain, Nor shall his hope of heaven be vain. 112 Part III. CM. Watts. Same Subject. HAPPY is he who fears the Lord, And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need, So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 In times of danger and distress, Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness. And give him peace divine. 4 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord ; Honor on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. 186 PSALMS. 113 Part I. L. M. 6 l. T. & B Exhortation to universal Praise. Y^E saints and servants of the Lord, J_ The triumphs of his name record ; His sacred name for ever bless : Where'er the circling sun displays. His rising beams or setting rays, Due praise to his great name address. 2 God through the world extends his sway ; The regions of eternal day But shadows of his glory are : To him whose majesty excels, Who made the heaven wherein he dwells, Let no created power compare. 113 Part II. L. M. Same Subject. OALL ye people, shout and sing Hosannas to your heavenly King ; Where'er the sun's bright glories shine, Ye nations, praise his name divine. 2 High on his everlasting throne, He reigns almighty and alone ; Yet we, on earth, with angels share His kind regard, his tender care. 3 Rejoice, ye servants of the Lord, Spread wide Jehovah's name abroad ; 0 praise our God, his power adore, From age to age, from shore to shore. 116 Part I. C. M. Watts, Thankful Acknowledgment of God's Goodness. I LOVE the Lord : he heard my cries, And pitied every groan ; 187 PSALMS. Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord : he bowed his ear, And chased my grief away : 0 let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray. 3 The Lord beheld me sore distressed, He bade my pains remove ; Return, my soul, to God, thy r&st. For thou hast known his love. w 116 Part il C. M. Watts Same Subject. T7HAT shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My offering shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight! How precious is their blood! 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor. shall my purpose move; Thy hand has loosed my bonds of pain. And bound me with thy love. 188 PSALMS. 6 Here in thy courts I leave rny vow, And thy rich grace record : Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. U7 Part I. L. M. Watts Exhortation to universal Praise. T71ROM all that dwell below the skies, _1 Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the "Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 117 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. OALL ye nations, praise the Lord, Each with a different tongue ; In every language learn his word, And let his name be sung. 2 His mercy reigns through every land — Proclaim his grace abroad : For ever firm his truth shall stand — Praise ye the faithful God. 117 Part III. C. M. T & B Same Subject. TTTITH cheerful notes let all the earth \\ To heaven their voices raise; Let all, inspired with godly mirth, Sing solemn hy^rns of praise. 189 PSALMS. 2 God's tender mercy knows no bound; His truth shall ne'er decay; Then let the willing nations round Their grateful tribute pay. H7 Part IV. CM. Wraitgham. Same Subject. OALL ye nations, praise the Lord, His glorious acts proclaim: The fulness of his grace record, And magnify his name. 2 His love is great, his mercy sure, And faithful is his word ; His truth for ever shall endure ; For ever praise the Lord ! 117 Part V. S. M. Watts Same Subject. THY name, almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands ; Great is thy grace and sure thy word ; Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 1 17 Part VI. S. M. P.'s Col Same Subject. LET songs of endless praise From every nation rise ; Let all the lands their tribute raise To God, who rules the skies. 190 PSALMS. 2 His mercy and his love Are boundless as his name ; And all eternity shall prove His truth remains the same. 117 Part VII. 7s. Wrangham Same Subject. A LL ye nations, praise the Lord, J\_ All ye lands, your voices raise ; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord, for ever praise. 2 For his truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of his right hand, Like his own eternity. 3 Praise him, ye who know his love ; Praise him from the depths beneath ; Praise him in the heights above ; Praise your Maker, all that breathe ! 118 PART L L- M. Pratt's Coi Exaltation of the Divine Saviour. A LL power and grace to God belong ; ±\_ He is my strength, and he my song : He comes, my Saviour, from his throne, He comes to bring salvation down. 2 Lo ! rising from the tents of men, The voice of joy resounds again : His saints with him the triumph claim, And shout salvation to his name. 3 His own right hand its strength displays In acts of valor and of grace : The cross, the tomb, the throne, declare How vast his power and glory are. 191 Lc PSALMS. 4 For us he conquers, though he dies : Behold the mighty Saviour rise ! His saiuts with him the triumph claim, And shout salvation to his name. 118 Part II. CM. Watt* Christ the Author of Salvation. 0, what a glorious corner-stone The builders did refuse ! Yet God hath built his Church thereon. In spite of envious Jews. 2 Great God, the work is all divine, The wonder of our eyes! This is the day that proves it thine, This day did Jesus rise. 3 Sinners, rejoice, and saints, be glad; The Saviour's name be blest ; Let endless honors on his head, With joy and glory, rest. 4 In God's own name, he comes to bring Salvation to our race : 0 let the Church address her King With holy songs of praise. 118 PART HI. C. M. Watts Celebration of Christ's Resurrection. THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own; Let heaven rejoice, let enrth be glad, And praise Burround hia throne. 2 To-day lie rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints \\\< triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. L92 PSALMS,. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son ! Help us, 0 Lord ; descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord, wh'o comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes, in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise ! The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 118 Part IV. C. M. Watts. Thankful Acknowledgment of Divine Aid. THE Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid Of what the sons of earth can do, Since he affords me aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to trust in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong* In him my lips rejoice ; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice ! 4 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; The Lord protects their days : Let Zion tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. 13 193 PSALMS. 118 Part V. C. M. Pratt's Col. Same Subject. LORD, thou hast heard thy servants cry, And rescued from the grave : Now shall we live ; for none can die Whom God resolves to save. 2 Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill our daily breath ; Thy hand, that hath chastised us sore, Defends us still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we will worship there ; To thine own house with joy we'll go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Here^with th' assembly of thy saints, Our cheerful voice we raise ; Here we have told thee our complaints, And here we speak thy praise. 118 Part vl c- m- Watts Christ the Foundation of his Church. BEHOLD the sure foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heavenly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, Let saints adore the name ; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this rock the Church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 194 PSALMS. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. 118 Part vil s- m- Watto. Same Subject. QEE what a living stone £j The builders did refuse ; Yet God hath built his Church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. 3 The work, 0 Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made : Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; Let all the Church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ! Bless him, ye saints ; he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays, And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 195 PSALMS. 118 Part VIII. 8s. & 7s. P.'s Coi* Praise to Christ, the Author of Salvation. CROWN his head with endless blessing, Who, in God the Father's name, With compassion never-ceasing, Comes, salvation to proclaim. 2 Lo ! Jehovah, we adore thee ! Thee, onr Saviour ! thee, our God ! From thy throne let beams of glory Shine through all the world abroad. 3 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, Thee our God in praise we own: Highest honors, never failing, Rise eternal round thy throne. 4 Now, ye saints, his power confessing. In your grateful strains adore ; For his mercy, never ceasing, Flows, and flows for evermore. Hallelujah, Amen. 119 Part I. L. M. Departures from God deplored. WE all, 0 Lord, have gone astray, And wandered from thy heavenly way : The wilds of sin our feet have trod, Far from the paths of thee, our God. 2 Hear us, great Shepherd of thy sheep ! Our wanderings heal, our footsteps keep : We seek thy sheltering fold again ; Nor shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain. 3 Teach us to know and love thy way ; And grant, to life's remotest day, By thine unerring guidance led, Our willing feet thy paths may tread. 196 PSALMS. 119 Part II. C M. Watts. The Blessedness of fearing and obeying God. BLEST are the undefiled in heart, Whose ways are right and clean ; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from every sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word And practice thy commands ; With their whole heart they seek thee, Lord, And serve thee with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law ; How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes I obey, And honor all thy name. 119 Part III. C. M, Watts Communion with God. TO thee, before the dawning light, My gracious God, I pray ; 1 meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. 2 My spirit faints to see thy grace — Thy promise bears me up ; And while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. 3 When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind ; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. 197 PSALMS 119 Part IV. C. M. Watts. Delight in God and his Word. THOU art my portion, 0 my God ; Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 Thy precepts and thy heavenly grace I set before my eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pardoning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, 0 save thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place ; My hope is in thy word. 119 PartV. CM. Watts. Same Subject. HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin 9 Thy word the choicest rules imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, That guides us all the day ; And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 198 PSALMS. 3 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; 1 hate the sinner's road ; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. 4 Thy word is everlasting truth ; How pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. H9 Part VI. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. OHOW I love thy holy law ! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word : My soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, And well employ my tongue, And through my weary pilgrimage Yield me a heavenly song. 4 When nature sinks and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. 119 Part VII. C. M. Watts Same Subject. LORD, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 199 PSALMS. 2 I '11 read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove With ever new delight. 3 'Tis like a land of wealth unknown, Where springs Qf life arise ; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest ; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. 119 Part VIII. C. M. P.'s Col. Same Subject. LORD, I am thine ; thy truth I own, Thy righteous precepts love : In mercy to my soul, send down Salvation from above. 2 The wicked stand on every side, And my destruction seek ; But in thy laws will I abide, And of thy judgments speak. 3 I love the company of those Who worship thee in fear, Obey thy word, observe thy laws, And hold thy precepts dear. 4 At morn, at noon, at night, I '11 praise, 0 Lord, thy sacred name ; With joy my thankful voice I '11 raise, Thy goodness to proclaim. 200 PSALMS. 119 Part IX. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. OTHAT thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands, If thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 4 ftf$ lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; I '11 speak thy word, though kings shall hear, Nor yield to sinful shame. 119 Part x- c- m- Watts. Same Subject. BEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to thy fear ; Remember. and confirm thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, And promised quickening grace ? Doth not my heart address thy throne' And yet thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ; 0 bear thy servant up : Nor let the scoffing lips prevail Who dare reproach my hope. 201 PSALMS. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, 0 Lord* Then let thy truth appear : Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. 1 19 Part XI. C. M. Watts Same Subject. OTHAT the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still ! 0 that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 0 send thy Spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ; Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, • Nor act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; Let no corrupt design Nor covetous desire arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet, since I keep in mind thy way, Restore thy wandering sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands — 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands Offend against my God. 202 PSALMS. 119 Part XII. CM. Watts. Same Subject. WITH my whole heart I 've sought thy 0 let me never stray [face; From thy commands, 0 God of grace ; Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy word I 've hid within my heart, To keep my conscience clean, And be an everlasting guard From every rising sin. 3 I 'm a companion of the saints Who fear and love the Lord ; My sorrows rise, my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 My heart with sacred reverence hears The threatenings of thy word ; My flesh with holy trembling fears The judgments of the Lord. 5 My God, I long, I hope, I wait For thy salvation still ; Thy holy law is my delight, And I obey thy will. 119 Part XIII. C. M. Watt* Same Subject. CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliverance send ; My soul for thy salvation faints ; When will my troubles end ? 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod ; Affliction made me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 203 PSALMS. 3 Had not thy word been my delight "When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight, Had sunk among the dead. 4 Before I knew thy chastening rod, My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. 119 Part XIV. CM. Watis Same Subject. MY soul lies cleaving to the dust ; Lord, give me life divine ; From vain desires and every lust Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 Are not thy mercies sovereign still, And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heavenly road ? 4 Does not my heart thy precepts love. And long to see thy face? And yet, how slow my spirits move Without enlivening grace ! 6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word, When I have felt its quickening power To draw me near the Lord. 204 PSALMS. 119 Part XV. C. ML Watts. Same Subject. rpHY mercies fill the earth, 0 Lord ; JL How good thy works appear I Open my eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 Since I 'm a stranger here below, Let not thy path be hid, But mark the road my feet should go, And be my constant guide. 3 When I confessed my wandering ways, Thou heard'st my soul complain ; Grant me the teachings of thy grace, Or I shall stray again. 4 If God to me his statutes show, And heavenly truth impart, His work for ever I '11 pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 119 Part XVI. C. M. T. & B Same Subject. MY hiding-place, my refuge-tower, And shield art thou, 0 Lord : 1 firmly anchor all my hopes On thy unerring word. 2 According to thy gracious word, From danger set me free ; Nor make me of those hopes ashamed, That I repose on thee. 3 On me, devoted to thy fear, Lord, make thy face to shine ; Thy statutes both to know and keep, My heart with zeal incline. 205 PSALMS. 4 My hiding-place, my refuge-tower, And shield art thou, 0 Lord : 1 firmly anchor all my hopes On thy unerring word. 119 Part XVII. S. M. Fawcett. Same Subject. WITH humble heart and tongue, My God, to thee I pray : 0 bring me now, while I am young, To thee, the living way. 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care ; Help me to choose the way of truth, And fly from every snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone, Renew by power divine ; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 4 0 let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ ; Be this, through all my following days, My treasure and my joy. 5 To what thy laws impart Be my whole soul inclined ; Come, Saviour, dwell within my heart. And sanctify my mind. 131 Part I. L. M. Watis God's guardian- Care of his People. HE lives, the everlasting God, Who built the world, who spread the flood : The heavens, with all their host, he made, And the dark regions of the dead. 206 PSALMS. 2 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; His morning smiles adorn the day ; He spreads the evening veil, and keeps The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 8 Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest : Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise. 4 Long as I live I'll trust his power; Then in my last, departing hour, Angels, that trace the airy road, Shall bear me homeward to my God. 121 Part n- C. M. Watts Same Subject. TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes, There all my hopes are laid ; The Lord, who built the earth and skies, Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall Whom he designs to keep ; His ear attends their humble call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ; Thy keeper is the Lord ; "His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, Till God shall call thee home. 121 Part III. H. M. Watts. Same Subject. TO God I lift mine eyes, From him is all my aid ; 207 PSALMS. The God that built the skies, And earth and nature made: God is the tower To which I fly : His grace is nigh In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes That never sleep Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death '? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath : I'll go and come, Nor fear to die Till from on high Thou call me home. 122 Part l c- m- Watts. Delight in the Sabbath and Temple of God. H OW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, 208 PSALMS. " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day !" 2 I love her gates, I love the road: The Church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts, with joy unknown The holy tribes repair : The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints : And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest; With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains ; Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, Here God, my Saviour, reigns. 1Q2 Part II. CM. Sp. Psalms. Same Subject. WITH joy we hail the sacred day Which God has called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! Where willing votaries throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, And pour the choral song. 14 209 0 PSALMS. 3 Spirit of grace, 0 deign to dwell Within thy Church below ; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 4 Let peace within her walls be foun.l ; Let all her sons unite To spread with grateful zeal around Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which thou hast called thine own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at thy throne. 122 Part III. CM. T. & B. Same Subject. TWAS a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, " Up, Israel ! to the temple haste, And keep your festal day !" 2 At Salem's courts we must appear With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged. Like her united towers. 3 0 pray we then for Salem's peace : For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. 4 May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest be found ; With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces be crowned. 122 Part IV. C. P. M. Merbkk. Same Subject. THE festal morn, my God, is come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, Thy presence to adore: 210 PSALMS. My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallowed floor. 2 With holy joy I hail the day That warns my thirsting joul away ; What transports fill my breast ! For, lo ! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And leads me to his rest. 3 Hither, from earth's remotest end, Lo ! the redeemed of God ascend, Their tribute hither bring ; Here, crowned with everlasting joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ, And hail th' immortal King. 122 Part V. S. P. M. Watts. Same Subject. HOW pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, " Come, let us seek our God to-day I" Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round ; In thee our tribes appear To pray and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 Here David's greater Son Has fixed his royal throne; 211 PSALMS. He sits for grace and judgment here : He bids the saints be glad, He makes the sinners sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest: The man who seeks thy peace And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest ! 5 My tongue repeats her vows, " Peace to this sacred house!" For here my friends and kindred dwell ; And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. 123 7s. Humble Waiting on God for Spiritual Strength LORD, before thy throne we bend ; Now to thee our eyes ascend ; Servants to our Master true, Lo ! we yield thee homage due : Children, to thy throne we fly : Abba, Father, hear our cry ! 2 Low before thee, Lord, we bow ; We are weak, but mighty thou : Sore distressed, yet suppliant still, Here we wait thy holy will : Bound to earth, and rooted here, Till our Saviour God appear. 3 Leave us not beneath the power Of temptation's darkest hour: Swift to read their captives' doom, See our foes exulting come! 212 PSALMS. [esus, Saviour, yet be nigh, Lord of life and victory ! 3 25 Part I. C. M. Watts. Safety of trusting in God. UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill, And firm as mountains stand, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest That trusts th' almighty hand. 2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well Fair Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love That every saint surround. 3 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on : 0 may we reach the blest abode Where Christ our Lord is gone. 125 Part II. S. M. Watts Same Subject. FIRM and unmoved are they Who rest their souls on God ; Firm as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode*. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. 3 Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and holy fear, Whose hope, and love, and every grace, Proclaim their hearts sincere. 213 PSALMS. 126 C. M. Watts. Same Subject. WHEN God revealed his gracious name, And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, The grace appeared so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 3 Great is the work ! my neighbors cried, And owned thy power divine ; Great is the work ! my heart replied, And be the glory thine. 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come ; They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home. r 127 Part I. L. M. Watts. The Divine Blessing necessary to Success. "F God succeed not, all the cost And pains to build the house are lost ; If God the city will not keep, The watchful guards as well may sleep. 2 What though we rise before the sun, And work and toil when day is done, Careful and sparing eat our bread, To shun that poverty we dread ; 214 PSALMS. 3 'Tis all in vain till God hath blest ; He can make rich, yet give us rest ; On God, our sovereign, still depends Our joy in children and in friends. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends Obedient children, faithful friends ! How sweet our daily comforts prove, Bestowed by his paternal love ! 127 Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. IF God to build the house deny, The builders work in vain ; And towns, without his wakeful eye, A useless watch maintain. 2 Before the morning beams arise, Your painful work renew, And till the stars ascend the skies, Your tiresome toil pursue ; 3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare, In vain, till God has blest ; * But if his smiles attend your care, You shall have food and rest. 4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, Shall real blessings prove, Nor all the earthly joys he sends, If sent without his love. ]27 Part III. 8s. & 7s. Sp. Psalm* Same Subject. VAINLY through night's weary hours Keep we watch, lest foes alarm ; Vain our bulwarks and our towers, But for God's protecting arm. 215 PSALMS. 2 Vain were all our toil and labor, Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without his grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 3 Vainer still the hope of heaven That on human strength relies ; But to him shall help be given Who in humble faith applies. 4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed, He shall grant us peace and rest : Ne'er was suppliant disappointed Who through Christ his prayer addressed. \Q8 C. M. Watts. Blessedness of obeying and serving God. 0 HAPPY man whose soul is filled With zeal and reverend awe ! His lips to God their honors yield, ' His life adorns thy law. 2 A careful providence shall stand, And ever guard his head ; Shall on the labors of his hand Its kindly blessings shed. 3 The Lord shall his best hopes fulfil For months and years to come; The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, Shall send the blessings home. 4 This is the man whose happy eyes Shall see his house increase ; Shall see the mourning Church arise, Then leave the world in peace. 21G PSALMS. 130 Part L l- m- Wati». Mercy and Pardon penitently implored. FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I raised my cry : If thou severely mark our faults, 0, who could stand before thine eye ? 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 My trust is fixed upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain : Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 1 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son ; lie turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. 130 1>ART H. C. M. Watts Same Subject. OUT of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, 1 sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God, should thy severer eye And thine impartial hand Be strict to mark iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God For crimes of high degree ; Thy Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 217 PSALMS. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ; With strong desires I wait ; My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. o In God the Lord let Israel trust : 0 sinners, seek his face : The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. 130 Part III. S. M. T. & B Same Subject. FROM lowest depths of woe, To God I send my cry ; Lord, hear my supplicating voice, And graciously reply ! 2 Shouldst thou severely judge, Who can the trial bear ? Forgive, 0 Lord, lest we despond, And quite renounce thy fear. 3 My soul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord ; My hopes are on thy promise built, Thy never-failing word. 4 My longing eyes look out For thine enlivening ray, More duly than the morning watch To hail the dawning day. 5 Let Israel trust in God ; No bounds nis mercy knows ; The plenteous source and spring from Eternal succor flows. [whence 218 PSALMS. 181 Part l c- m- Watts Resignation and Contentment. IS there ambition in my heart ? Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part ? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 Whate'er thine all-discerning eye Sees for thy creature fit, I '11 bless the good, and to the ill Contentedly submit. 3 Let not despair nor fell revenge Be to my bosom known ; 0 give me tears for others' woe, And patience for my own. 4 Feed me, 0 Lord, with needful food ■ I ask not wealth or fame ; But give me eyes to view thy works, A heart to praise thy name. 5 0 may my days obscurely pass, Without remorse or care ; And let me for my parting hour From day to day prepare. 131 Part II. 8s. & 7s. P/s Col Same Subject. LET thy grace, Lord, make me lowly ; Humble all my swelling pride : Fallen, guilty, and unholy, Greatness from my eyes I'll hide: 2 I'll forbid my vain aspiring, Nor at earthly honors aim ; No ambitious heights desiring, Far above my humble claim. 219 PSALMS. 3 Weaned from earth's vexatious pleasures, In thy love I'll seek for mine ; Placed in heaven my nobler treasures, Earth I quietly resign. i Israel, thus the world despising, On the Lord alone rely ; Then, from him thy joys arising, Like himself shall never die. 132 Part I. L. M. Watts. The Church the Divelling -place of God. WHERE shall we go to seek and find A habitation for our God, A dwelling for the Eternal Mind, Among the sons of flesh and blood ? 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest ; And Zion is his dwelling still ; His Church is with his presence blest. 3 Here will he meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; Sinners that wait before his door With sweet provision shall be fed. 4 Here will I fix my gracious throne, And reign for ever, saith the Lord: Here shall my power and love be known, And blessings shall attend my word. 182 Part II. CM. Watts Same Subject. A RISE ! 0 King of grace, arise, jTJl And enter to thy rest : Lo ! thy Church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blest 220 PSALMS. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word: All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 133 Part I. C. M. Sp. Psalms Excellence of Christian Unanimity and Love. SPIRIT of peace, celestial Dove, How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift than Christian love Thy gracious power displays. 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower, That silently distils, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion's fruitful hills ; 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, Till universal peace and love O'er all the earth extend. 221 L PSALMS. 133 Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. O ! what an entertaining sight \_i Those friendly brethren prove Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite Of harmony and love ! i Where streams of bliss from Christ the Descend to every soul, [spring And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole. 3 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill, "Where God his mildest glory shows, ' And makes his grace distil. ] 33 Part III. S. M. Watts Same Subject. BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 From those celestial springs Such streams of pleasure flow As no increase of riches brings, Nor honors can bestow. 4 Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy like morning dew distils, And all the air is love. 222 PSALMS. 133 Part iv- s- p- m- Watts. Same Subject. HOW pleasant ?tis to see Kindred and friends agree, Each in his proper station move ; And each fulfil his part, With sympathizing heart, In all the cares of life and love ! 2 Like fruitful showers of rain, That water all the plain, Descending from the neighboring hills, Such streams of pleasure roll Through every friendly soul, Where love, like heavenly dew, distils. 134 S. M. Pratt's Col. Praise to God for his Works. BEHOLD his wondrous grace, And bless Jehovah's name ; Ye servants of the Lord, his praise By day and night proclaim. 2 He formed the earth below, He formed the heavens his throne : His grace from Zion he '11 bestow, And pour his blessings down. 3 Ye who his courts attend, There lift your hands on high ; And let your songs of praise ascend In strains of sacred joy. 135 Part I. L. M. P.'s Col Exhortation to praise God. PRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his namfc, While in his holy courts ye wait, 223 PSALMS. Ye saints that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord ! the Lord is good ; To praise his name is sweet employ: Israel he chose of old, and still His Church is his peculiar joy. 135 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, Your sweetest passions raise ; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord, and works unknown Are his divine employ ; But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heaven, earth, and sea confess his hand; He bids the vapors rise ; Lightning and storm, at his command, Sweep through the sounding skies. 4 All power that gods or kings have claimed Is found with him alone ; But heathen gods shall ne'er be named Where our Jehovah 's known. 5 Ye nations, know the living God, Serve him with holy fear ; He makes the churches his abode, And claims your honors there. 135 Part III. C. M. T. & B. Same Subject. 0 PRAISE the Lord with one consent, And magnify his name ; 224 PSALMS. Let all the servants of the Lord His worthy praise proclaim. 2 For this our truest interest is, Glad hymns of praise to sing ; And with loud songs to bless his name, A most delightful thing. 3 That God is great, we often have By glad experience found ; And seen how he, with wondrous power, Above all gods is crowned. 4 0 praise the Lord with one consent, And magnify his name ; Let all the servants of the Lord His worthy praise proclaim. 136 Part I. L. M. Watts Divine Goodness and Compassion celebrated. (^ IVE to our God immortal praise ; X Mercy and truth are all his ways : Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat his mercies in your song. 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high: His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. 3 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave • Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 Give to the Lord of lords renown ; The King of kings with glory crown : His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no mort 15 225 PSALMS. 13(3 Part II. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. GIVE thanks to God, the sovereign Lord ; His mercies still endure : And be the King of kings adored ; His truth is ever sure. 2 What wonders hath his wisdom done ! How mighty is his hand ! Heaven, earth, and sea he framed alone ; How wide is his command ! 8 He saw the nations dead in sin : He felt his pity move : How sad the state the world was in ! How boundless was his love ! 4 He sent to save us from our woe ; His goodness never fails ; From death and hell, and every foe ; And still his grace prevails. 5 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King ; His mercies still endure : Let all the earth his praises sing ; His truth is ever sure. 136 Paiit III. 7s. Milton Same Subject. 1ET us, with a joyful mind, j Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 226 PSALMS. 3 All things living lie doth feed : His full hand supplies their need ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 He his chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 He hath with a piteous eye Looked upon our misery ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 6 Let us then, with joyful mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 137 Part I. 10s. Barlow Lamenting the Desolations of Zion. ALONG the banks where Babel's current flows, Our captive bands in deep despondence , strayed, While Zion's fall in sad remembrance rose — Her friends, her children, mingled with the dead. 1 The tuneless harp, that once with joy we strung, When praise employed and mirth inspired the lay, In mournful silence on the willows hung, And growing grief prolonged the tedious day. 227 PSALMS. 3 Our hard oppressors, to increase our woe, With taunting smiles a song of Zion claim ; Bid sacred praise in strains melodious flow, While they blaspheme the great Jehovah's name. 4 But how, in heathen chains and lands un- known, Shall Israel's sons a song of Zion raise? 0 hapless Salem, God's terrestrial throne, Thou land of glory, sacred mount of praise ; 5 If e'er my memory lose thy lovely name, If my cold heart neglect my kindred race, Let dire destruction seize this guilty frame ! My hand shall perish, and my voice shall cease. 137 Part II. L. M. T. & U. Same Subject. "YTyHEN we, our wearied limbs to rest, VV Sat down by proud Euphrates' streai , We wept, with doleful thoughts oppressed, And Zion was our mournful theme. 2 Our harps, that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings, neglected, hung • On willow trees that withered there. 3 How shall we tune our voice to sing, Or touch our harps with skilful hands ? Shall hymns of joy, to God our King, Be sung by slaves in foreign lands ? 4 0 Salem, our once happy seat, When I of thee forgetful prove, Let. then my trembling hand forget The tuneful strings with art to move. 228 PSALMS. 5 If I to mention thee forbear, Eternal silence seize ray tongue; Or if I sing one cheerful air Till thy deliverance is my song. V L37 Part ni- s- M- DwianT. Love to the Church. I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Church, 0 God : Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Oar Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 229 PSALMS. 138 L. M. WATTS. Praise for Divine Protection. "TTTITH all my powers of heart and tongue, W I'll praise my Maker in my song : Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. 2 To God I cried when troubies rose ; He heard me, and subdued my foes ; He did my rising fears control, And strength diffused through all my soul. 3 Amid a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 4 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord; I'll sing the wonders of thy word: Not all the works and names below So much thy power and glory show. 139 Part I. L. M. Watts. Omniscience and Omnipresence of God. LORD, thou hast searched and seen me through : Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known : He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break- 3 Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand : 230 PSALMS. Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge ! vast and great ! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 0 may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. JL39 Part II. L. M. T. & B Same Subject. THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down : My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceived by me. 2 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To leave thy service, and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 3 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st, enthroned in light; Or sink to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns. 4 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night, One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 5 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes ; Through midnight shades thou find'st thy way As in the blazing noon of day. 231 PSALMS 6 Search, 0 my God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurks in any part ; Correct me, where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way. X39 Part III. L. M. Watts, God our Creator and Preserver. ^rpWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, J_ A work of such a curious frame : In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Great God, my feeble nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise : Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 3 These on my heart are still impressed ; With these I give mine eyes to rest ; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. 139 Part IV. C. M. Watts. Omniscience and Omnipresence of God. "N all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 232 r PSALMS. 4 0 wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclosed on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 139 Part V. CM. Watts. Same Subject. LORD, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 2 Should I suppress my vital breath To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 3 If, winged with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 4 If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night, The flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the shades to light. 5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : 0 may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee ! 233 PSALMS. 139 Part VI. C. M. Watts. God our Creator and Preserver. TT^HEN I with pleasing wonder stand. VV An(l a^ my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work: I own thy hand That built my humble clay. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill ; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 And when I count thy mercies o'er, They fill me with surprise ; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. 4 These on my heart by night I keep ; How kind, how dear to me ! 0 may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee ! 139 Part VII. C. M. Thompson. Same Subject. JEHOVAH, God, thy gracious power On every hand we see ; 0 may th i blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee ! 2 If, on the wings of morn, we speed To earth's remotest bound, Thy hand will there our journey lead, Thine arm our path surround. 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies : Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. ■ 234 PSALMS. 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve, Thy hand, 0 God, we see ; And all the blessings we receive Proceed alone from thee. 5 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend ; In every age, in every clime, Our Father and our Friend. 140 S. M. Pratt's Col. Divine Protection acknowledged and implored. JEHOVAH, God most high, Thou art the God I own: 0 let my supplicating cry Be heard before thy throne. 2 Great God, thy sovereign power Salvation can impart : Thy shield, in every dangerous hour, Has sheltered o'er my heart. 3 Do thou my foes repel, Their dark designs restrain ; So shall the powers of earth or hell Assault my soul in vain. 141 L. M. Watts. Daily Devotion. MY God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise, Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 235 PSALMS. 3 0 may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove my wandering way ; Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. 143 L. M. Watts Longing for spiritual Light and Comfort. ^Y righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad 1 cry for succor from thy throne, 0 make thy truth and mercy known. 2 For thee I pray, for thee I mourn ; When wilt thou, gracious Lord, return ? Shall all my joys on earth remove ? Wilt thou for ever hide thy love ? 3 I lift my hands to thee again, And thirst like parched lands for rain ; 0 let me hear thy gracious voice — So shall my weary soul rejoice. 4 My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace ; Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To bear my sinking spirit up. 5 Teach me, 0 Lord, thy holy will, And lead me to thy heavenly hill: 0 let the Spirit of thy' love Conduct me to thy courts above. 236 PSALMS. 144 Part I. C. M. Watts Same Subject. FOR ever blessed be the Lord, My Saviour and my shield ; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care ; Instructs me in the heavenly fight, And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine My fainting hope shall raise; He makes the glorious victory mine, And his shall be the praise. 144 Part II. C. M. Watts. God's condescending Goodness to Man. LORD, what is man, poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first ? His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hastening to the dust. 2 0 what is feeble, dying man, Or all his sinful race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace ? 3 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, While terrors wait his awful frown, How wondrous is his love ! 1.4=5 Part *• k. M. Watts. All Praise due to God. M Y God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 237 PSALMS. Thy grace employ my humble, tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy works with boundless glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine ; Let every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor of thy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise, And unborn ages make my song The joy and triumph of their tongue. 5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds: Vast and unsearchable thy ways — Vast and immortal be thy praise ! 145 Part II. C. M. Watts Same Subject. LONG as I live, I'll bless thy name, My King, my God of love : My work and joy shall be the same In brighter worlds above. 2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown : 0 let his praise be great : I '11 sing the honors of thy throne, Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue ; And while my lips rejoice, The men who hear my sacred song Shall join their cheerful voice. 238 PSALMS 4 Fathers to sons shall tell thy name, And children learn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 The world is governed by thy hands. Thy saints are ruled by love ; And thine eternal kingdom stands, Though rocks and hills remove. 145 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. SWEET is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies; Through all the earth his bounty shines, And every want supplies. 3 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pardoning word To cheer the souls he loves. 4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 1 45 Part IV. C. M. Mrs. Stee£* Same Subject. GREAT is the Lord ! our souls adore , We wonder while we praise : Thy power, 0 God, who can explore, Or equal honor raise ? 289 L PSALMS. 2 How large thy tender mercies are ! How wide thy grace extends ! On thy beneficence and care The universe depends. 3 Thy praise shall be my constant theme; How wondrous is thy power! 1 '11 speak the honors of thy name, And bid the world adore. 4 Thj' name shall dwell upon my tongue While suns shall set and rise, And tune my everlasting song In realms beyond the skies. 145 Part V. C. M. Watts. Same Subject. ET every tongue thy goodness speak, j Thou sovereign Lord of all ; Thy powerful hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. 2 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides (heir meat, And fills their mouths with good. 3 Thy mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere ; Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love Is joined with holy fear. 4 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, And spread thy fame abroad ; Let all the sons of Adam raise The honors of their God. 145 Part VI. CM. Wransham Same Subject. TO thee, my righteous King and Lord, My grateful soul I'll rave; 240 PSAL.tfS. From day to day thy works record, And ever sing thy praise. 2 Thy greatness human thought exceeds; Thy glory knows no end ; The lasting record of thy deeds Through ages shall descend. 3 Thy wondrous acts, thy power and might, My constant theme shall be ; That song shall be my soul's delight, Which breathes in praise to thee. 4 The Lord is bountiful and kind, His anger slow to move ; All shall his tender mercies find, And all his goodness prove. 5 From all thy works, 0 Lord, shall spring ■(.he sound of joy and praise ; Thy saints shall of thy glory sing, And show the world thy ways. 6 Throughout all ages shall endure Thine everlasting reign ; Thy high dominion firm and sure For ever shall remain. 14(3 Part I. L. M. Watts. Praise to God for his Perfections and Providence. PRAISE ye the Lord! my heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine; My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life, and thought, and being last. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 16 241 PSALMS 3 His truth for ever stands secure; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the pool ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 4 He loves the saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, 0 Zion, ever reigns ; Praise him in everlasting strains. 146 Part II. L. P. M. Watts. Same Subject. I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 How blest the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God I he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 I '11 praise him while he lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. J 4? C. M. * Watts. Same Subject. WITH songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high ; 242 PSALMS. Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 His steady counsels change the face Of each revolving year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 4 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground ; The liquid streams forbear to flow. In icy fetters bound. 5 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 6 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word : With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 148 Part I. L. M. Watts. Same Subject. LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord [dwell: From distant worlds, where creature* Let heaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. 2 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known ; Loud as his thunder shout his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne. 243 L PSALMS. 3 Jehovah! — 'tis a glorious word! 0 may it dwell on every tongue ! But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 4 Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord : From all below and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord! 148 Part II. S. M. Watts. Same Subject. ET every creature join Lj To praise th' eternal God ; Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin, And sound his name abroad. 2 Thou sun, with golden beams, And moon, with paler rays ; Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, Shine to your Maker's praise. 3 He built those worlds above, And fixed their wondrous frame : By his command they stand or move, And ever speak his name. 4 By all his works above, His honors be expressed ; But saints, who taste his saving love, Should sing his praises best. ]48 Pabt III. C. P. M. Ogilvie Same Subject. BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay ; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name : 244 PSALMS. Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God ; Ye thunders, speak his power : Lo ! on the lightning's fiery wing In triumph walks th' eternal King : Th' astonished worlds adore. 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunders of the skies ; Praise him who bids you roll : His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing: Ye feathered warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shaped your finer mould, Who tipped your glittering wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise. 5 Let man, by nobler passions swayed, Let man, in God's own image made, His breath in praise employ ; Spread wide his Maker's name around, Till heaven shall echo back the sound In songs of holy joy. 148 Part IV. H. M. Watts. Praise to God. "VTE tribes of Adam, join X With heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise. 245 PSALMS. Ye holy throng Of angels bright, In worlds of light Begin the song. 2 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move By his supreme command. He spake the word, And all their frame From nothing came To praise the Lord. 3 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love: While earth and sky Attempt his praise, His saints shall raise His honors high. 148 Part V. 8s. & 7s. Dublin Col Same Subject. PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore him ; Praise him, angels in the height : Sun and moon, rejoice before him ; Praise him, all ye stars of light ! Hallelujah, Amen. 2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; Laws which never can be broken, For their guidance he hath made. Hallelujah, Amen. 8 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious ; Never shall his promise fail ; 246 PSALMS. God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. Hallelujah, Amen 4 Praise the God of our salvation, Hosts on high his power proclaim Heaven and earth, and all creation, Praise and magnify his name ! Hallelujah, Amen. 149 C. M. Watts. Same Subject ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new ; Amidst the Church, with cheerful voice, His later wonders show. 2 The Jews, the people of his grace, Shall their Redeemer sing, And Gentile nations join the praise, While Zion owns her King. 3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn ; The meek, who lie despised in dust, Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints shall be joyful in their King, E'en on a dying-bed, And like the souls in glory sing, For God shall raise the dead. 5 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepared for all his friends Who humbly loved him he ^e. 247 PSALMS. 150 Part I. L. M T. & B Same Subject. 0 PRAISE the Lord in that blest place From whence his goodness largely flows : Praise him in heaven, where he his face Unveiled in perfect glory shows. 2 Praise him for all the mighty acts Which he in our behalf hath done ; His kindness this return exacts, With which our praise should equal run. 3 Let all who vital breath enjoy, The breath he doth to them afford In just returns of praise employ : Let every creature praise the Lord. 150 Part II. L. M. Mrs. Steele. Same Subject. PRAISE ye the Lord : let praise employ, In his own courts, your songs of joy : The spacious firmament around Shall echo back the joyful sound. 2 Recount his works in strains divine ; His wondrous works, how bright they shine ! Praise him for all his mighty deeds, Whose greatness all your praise exceeds. 3 Awake the trumpet's lofty sound To spread your sacred pleasure round ; Awake each voice, and strike each string, And to the solemn organ sing. 4 Let all whom life and breath inspire Attend, and join the blissful choir; But chiefly ye who know his word, Adore, and love, and praise the Lord. 248 PSALMS. 150 Part III. C. M. Watts Same Subject. IN God's own house pronounce his praise «* His grace he there reveals ; To heaven your joy and wonder raise, For there his glory dwells. 2 Let all your sacred passions move, While you rehearse his deeds ; But still the work of saving love Your highest praise exceeds. 3 All that have motion, life, and breath, Proclaim your Maker blest , Yet when my voice expires in death, My soul shall praise him best. 150 Part IV. 6s. & 4s. Goode. Same Subject. PRAISE ye Jehovah 's name, Praise through his courts proclaim, Rise and adore : High o'er the heavens above Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise, Wide as his fame : There let the harp be found ; Organs, with solemn sound. Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his. name. 3 While his high praise ye sing, Shake every sounding string ; Sweet the accord : 249 PSALMS. He vital breath bestows ; Let every breath that flows His noblest fame disclose — Praise ye the Lord. 1<50 Pabt V. 7s. Wranoham Same Subject. PTIAISE the Lord, his glory bless ; Praise him in his holiness ; Praise him as the theme inspires, Praise him as his fame requires. 2 Let the trumpet's lofty sound Spread its loudest notes around ; Let the harp unite in praise With the sacred minstrel's lays. 3 Let the organ join to bless God, the Lord of righteousness ; Tune your voice to spread the fame Of the great Jehovah's name. 4 All who dwell beneath his light, In his praise your hearts unite ; While the stream of song is poured, Praise and magnify the Lord. X50 Part VI. 7s. Merrick. Same Subject. PRAISE, 0 praise the name Divine, Praise him at the hallowed shrine ; Let the firmament on higli To its Maker's praise reply. 2 All who vital breath enjoy, In his praise that breath employ; Heaven and earth the chorus join; Praise, 0 praise the name Divine. 250 HYMNS PUBLIC WORSHIP. CONTENTS Cue Holy Scriptures 253-258 Existence and Attributes of God 258-275 Providence and Government of God 275-286 Fall and helpless Condition of Man 286-290 The Gospel 291-303 Christ 303-324 Sufferings and Death of Christ, 324-335 ; Re- surrection and Ascension of Christ. 335-356 ; Love, Glory, and Excellence of Christ cele- brated. 356-372; Christ in various relations, 372-384. The Cross ,584-387 The Holy Spirit 387-405 Warnings and Invitations of the Gospel 405-433 Conviction and Confession 433-445 Christian Graces 4-16-494 The Christian viewed in various Relations and Circumstances 494-527 Institutions of the Gospel: The Church, 527-531; Baptism, 531-536; The Lord's Supper, 536-544; The Christian Sab- bath, 544-553 ; Public Worship. 553-568 ; Pri- vate and Family Worship, 569-582; The Min- istry, 582-591; Universal Diffusion of the Gospel, 591-615. Various Topics: Prayer, 616--628; Retirement and Meditation, 628-632 ; Security of the Righteous, 632-634; Encouragement, 634-636; Scripture Models, 637, 638 ; Youth admonished and instructed, 638-640; Vanitv of Earth, 641-644; Flight of Time, 644-651; Death, 651-668; Resurrection and Judgment, 668-679; Heaven, 680-694. Various Occasions 694-699 Miscellaneous 700-735 Uoxoloqies '. 736-738 (252) HYMNS. X C. M. Evang. Mao. Revelation welcomed. HAIL, sacred truth ! whose piercing rays Dispel the shades of night ; Diffusing o'er the mental world The healing beams of light. 2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, Restores our wandering feet ; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. 3 0 send thy light and truth abroad, In all their radiant blaze ; And bid th' admiring world adore The glories of thy grace. 2 L. M. Watts. Divine Authority of the Bible. * npWAS by an order from the Lord JL The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His Spirit did their tongues inspire, And warm their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 253 HYMNS. 3 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost and vanish in the wind: Here I can fix my hope secure ; This is thy word, and must endure. C. M. CowiBfc The Bible the Light of the World. XY^HAT glory gilds the sacred page, VV Majestic, like the sun! It gives a light to every age ; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The power that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : Its truths upon the nations rise; They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a bright display As makes the world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. C. M. Winciiell Coi. HOW 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. 254 «_> THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. C. M. Steele. The Bible suited to the Wants of Mankind, FATHER of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines ! 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here springs of consolation rise To cheer the fainting mind : And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound ! 5 0 may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 0 C. ML Watts. OPPRESSED with guilt, and full of fears, I come to thee, my Lord ; 255 HYMNS. While not a ray of hope appears But in thy holy word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all my grief dispel ; Here I behold my Saviour's face, And learn to do his will. Z Here living water freely flows, To cleanse me from my sin ; 'Tis here the tree of knowledge grows, Nor danger dwells therein. 4 0 may thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to thy right hand. L. M. Maxwell's Col. Delight in the Scriptures. I LOVE the sacred book of God ; No other can its place supply : It points me to the saints' abode, And lifts my joyful thoughts on high. 2 Blest book ! in thee my eyes discern The image of my absent Lord : From thine instructive page I learn The joys his presence will afford. 3 But while I 'm here, thou shalt supply His place, and tell me of his love : I '11 read with faith's discerning eye, And thus partake of joys above. G C. M. Watts. HEAT God, with wonder and with praise On all thy works I look; 25G THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. But still thy wisdom, power, and grace Shine brightest in thy book. 2 Here are my choicest treasures hid ; Here my best comfort lies ; Here my desires are satisfied, And here my hopes arise. 3 Lord, make me understand thy law ; Show what my faults have been ; And from thy gospel let me draw Pardon for all my sin. Q L. M. HlGINBOTHAM "VTOW let my soul, eternal King, _1\| To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee with humble homage bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below and worlds above ; But in thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 There what delightful truths I read ! There I behold the Saviour bleed : His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my laboring conscience peace; Raises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. 5 For love like this, 0 let my song Through endless years thy praise prolong* Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. 17 257 HYMNS. 10 7s. Holy Bible I Book divine I HOLY Bible ! book divine ! Precious treasure, thou art mine I •Mine to tell me whence I came ; Mine to tell me what I am. 2 Mine to chide me when I rove ; Mine to show a Saviour's love : Mine art thou to guide my feet, Mine to judge, condemn, acquit. 3 Mine to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine to show by living faith Man can triumph over death. 4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom : 0 thou precious book divine ! Precious treasure, thou art mine ! <£xt£tetu£ anfc SUtrifiufce* of (Ko&. W_ L. M. Mrs. Steele, Existence of God manifest from his Works. rpHERE is a God, all nature speaks, X Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies : See, from the clouds his glory breaks When earliest beams of morning rise. 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, Throughout the world's extended frame Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 258 GOD. 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God ; Bow down before him, and adore. 1 3 L. M. ^JATURE with solemn accent cries, \ There is a God that built the skies, That formed the earth and spread the flood ; A self-existent, mighty God. 2 Creation's wonders, vast and bright, Proclaim their Maker infinite ; Her bounties show to every eye The goodness of the Deity. 3 But when we view each precious line Within the gospel all divine, Justice and mercy there we trace, Eternal truth, transcendent grace. 4 Thanks for the light of nature given, Thanks for the surer guide to heaven ; For all the treasures of thy word We praise the great creation's Lord. 13 C. M. ' Watts Eternity of God. GREAT God, how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let all the race of creatures bow, And pay their praisfe to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made : Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 259 HYMNS 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view : To thee there 's nothing old appears ; Great God, there 's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are draw n And vexed with trilling cares, While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God, how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let all the race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 14 C. M. Watts RISE, rise, my soul, and leave the ground : Stretch all thy thoughts abroad, And rouse up every tuneful sound, To praise the eternal God. 2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread, Jehovah filled his throne ; Or Adam formed, or angels made, The Maker lived alone. 3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease, But still maintain their prime ; Eternity 's his dwelling-place, And ever is his time. \ Wrhile like a tide our minutes flow, The present and the past, He fills his own immortal now, And sees our ages waste. 5 The sea and sky must perish too, And vast destruction come : The creatures — look ! how old they grow, And wait the fiery doom. 2G0 GOD. 6 Well, let the sea shrink all away, And flames melt down the skies ; My God shall live an endless day, When th' old creation dies. 1 5 C. M. Epis, Col God the Creator. G\ REAT first of beings ! mighty Lord J" Of all this wondrous frame ! Produced by thy creating word, The world from nothing came. 2 Thy voice sent forth the high command, 'Twas instantly obeyed; And through thy goodness all things stand Which by thy power were made. 3 Lord, for thy glory shine the whole ; They all reflect thy light : For this in course the planets roll, And day succeeds the night. 4 For this the earth its produce yields, For this the waters flow ; And blooming plants adorn the fields, And trees aspiring grow. 5 Inspired with praise, our minds pursue This wise and noble end, That all we think and all we do Shall to thy glory tend. ]_6 C. M. Montgomery. THE God of nature and of grace .In all his works appears; His goodness through the earth we trace, His grandeur in the spheres. 261 HYMNS. 2 How excellent, 0 Lord, thy name, In all creation's lines ! Spread through eternity, thy fame With rising lustre shines 3 Millions before thy presence stand, Who feel, while they adore, Fulness of joy at thy right hand, And pleasures evermore. 17 L. M. Watts "ATATURE, with all her powers, shall sing ]y\ Her great Creator and her King : Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas Deny the tribute of their praise. 2 Ye seraphs, who sit near his throne, Begin to make his glories known ; Tune high your harps, and spread the sound Throughout creation's utmost bound. 3 0 may our ardent zeal employ Our loftiest thoughts and loudest songs ; Let there be sung, with warmest joy, Hosanna from ten thousand tongues. 4 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame Attempts in vain to reach thy name : The highest notes that angels raise Fall far below thy glorious praise. IB S. M. Watts ALMIGHTY Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name ! Thy glories, how diffused abroad Through all creation's frame! 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, 202 GOD. And finds a thousand ways t' express Her undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing Her great Creator too : I would adore th' eternal King, And pay the homage due. 4 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And to my God my soul ascend In sweet perfumes of praise. 19 L. M. Meth. Cgl. God self-existent and immutable. ALL-POWERFUL, self-existent God, Who all creation dost sustain, Thou wast, and art, and art to come, And everlasting is thy reign. 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Through ages infinite, shall still With undiminished lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being! Source of good! Immutable dost thou remain ; Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, If such the great Creator's will ; Bat thou for ever art the same ; " I AM" is thy memorial still, 20 0. M. Scctt God almighty and omnipresent. GREAT God, thy penetrating eye Pervades my inmost powers : 263 HYMNS With awe profound my wondering soul Falls prostrate, and adores. 2 To be encompassed round with God, The holy and the just, Armed with omnipotence to save, Or crumble me to dust — o O, how tremendous is the thought ! Deep may it be impressed ! And may thy Spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast ! 4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul The gloomy vale shall tread; And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head. 21 C. M. Turner. ^V T THERE'ER, through all his works, we send \ V Our roving eyes abroad, The various objects all conspire To lead our souls to God — 2 That God whose word all nature formed, Whose eye all nature sees ; Whose hand all nature rules, sustains, Or crushes, as he please ; 3 Before whose high and dazzling throne Myriads of angels bow ; Whose smile is everlasting bliss, Whose frown is endless woe. 4 Low at his feet, then, 0 my soul, In prostrate homage fall ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy trus% Thy joy, thy God, thy all. 264 GOD. 22 ' CM. Watts God searching the Heart. (s\ OD is a spirit, just and wise ; X He sees our inmost mind ; In Tain to heaven we raise our cries, And leave our hearts behind. 2 Nothing but truth before his throne With honor can appear : The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. 8 Their lifted eyes salute the skies ; Their bending knees the ground ; But God abhors the sacrifice Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere ; Then shall I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there. 23 L. M. Needham Wisdom and Knowledge of God. AWAKE, my tongue ! thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to sing ; Praise him who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! A depth where all our thoughts are drowned ! The stars he numbers, and their names Ue gives to all those heavenly 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. 265 HYMNS. 4 But in redemption, 0 what grace ! Its wonders, 0 what thought can trace ! Here wisdom shines for ever bright? Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight 24 C. M. Luth. Cul Goodness of God seen in his Works. HAIL, great Creator, wise and good ! To thee our songs we raise : Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our view ; And while we gaze, our hearts exult With transports ever new. 3 Thy glory beams in every star Which gilds the gloom of night, And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn, With countless beauties shine ; The silent grove, the awful shade, Proclaim thy power divine. 5 Great nature's God ! still may these sceues Our serious hours engage ! Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works' instructive page ! 6 And while, in all thy wondrous ways, Thy varied love we see, 0 may our hearts, great God, be led Through all thy works to thee ! 2GG GOD. Q5 C. M. GOD, in the high and holy place, Looks down upon the spheres • Yet, in his providence and grace, To every eye appears. 2 He bows the heavens ; the mountains A highway for our God : [stani He walks amid the desert land ; 'Tis Eden where he trod. 3 In every stream his bounty flows, Diffusing joy and wealth ; In every breeze his Spirit blows, The breath of life and health. 4 His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, That teems with foliage, fruits and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. 5 If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful, beyond compare, Will paradise be found ! 26 s- M- Mrs- Steels. God our Creator and Benefactor. MY Maker and my King, To thee my all I owe ; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring Whence all my blessings flow. 2 Thou ever good and kind ! A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind My heart to grateful love. 267 HYMNS. 3 The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live : My God, thy benefits demand More praise than I can give. 4 Lord, what can I impart, When all is thine before ? Thy love demands a thankful heart; The gift, alas ! how poor ! 5 Shall I withhold thy due ? And shall my passions rove ? Lord, form this wretched heart anew, And fill it with thy love. 6 0 let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine ; Let all my powers to thee aspire, And all my days be thine. ■ 97 L. M. Scott THIS frame, 0 God, these noble powers, To thy creating hand I owe ; Thy providence preserves me safe, And crowns my every wish below. 2 Oft in the visions of the night My thoughts o'er all thy mercies rove ; And' every midnight wakeful hour I trace the wonders of thy love. 3 The pleasing, unexhausted theme Each rising morn my soul pursues, In fervent prayer ascends to thee, And still her grateful song renews. 4 Thy mercies. Lord, through endless years, Shall all my raptured powers employ ; Yet endless years will only swell My wonder, gratitude, and joy. 268 GOD. Q8 C* M. Steelb YE humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian eare In him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his well-beloved Son, To save our souls from sin ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known, And proves it all divine. 4 To this sure refuge, Lord, we come, And here our hope relies ; A safe defense, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble raise. 5 Thine eye beholds with kind regard The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free. 6 Great God, to thy almighty love What honors shall we raise ! Not all the raptured songs above Can render equal praise. 39 ' CM. Gibbons THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess , Thy goodness we adore ; A spring whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore ! 269 HYMNS. 2 Sun, moon, and stars thy love declare In every golden ray ; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love brings back the day. S Thy bounty every season crowns With all the bliss it yields ; With joyful clusters loads the vines, With strengthening grain the fields. 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, Is in the gospel seen ; There, like a sun, thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. 5 There paraon, peace, and holy joy Through Jesus' name are given ; He on the cross was lifted high, That we might reign in heaven. 30 C. M. Addison WHEN all thy mercies, 0 my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 270 GOD 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I '11 raise ; But 0 ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise ! 31 C. M. Steele. ETERNAL Power, almighty God ! Who can approach thy throne ? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel eyes unknown. 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, The heavens mo longer shine ; And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below ? To this vile world thy notice bend, These seats of sin and woe ? . 4 How strange ! how wondrous is thy love ! With trembling we adore : Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. 5 While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God, permit our humble songs To rise and speak thy praise. 32 C. M. Pratt's Col. God is Love. A MID the splendors of thy state, j\_ 0 God, thy love appears, 271 HYMNS. Soft as the radiance of the moon Among a thousand stars. 2 In all thy doctrines and commands, Thy counsels and designs, In every work thy hands have framed, Thy love supremely shines. 3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, Thunders thine awful name ; But Zion sings, in melting notes, The honors of the Lamb. 4 Angels and men, the news proclaim Through earth and heaven above, And all with holy transport sing That God the Lord is love. 33 C. M. BURDER COME, ye that know and fear the Lord, And lift your souls above ; Let every heart and voice accord, To sing that God is love. 2 This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove ; While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears To show that God is love. 3 Behold, his loving-kindness waits For those who from him rove, And calls of mercy reach their hearts, To teach them God is. love. 4 And 0 that you whose hardened h earls No fears of hell can move, May hear the gospel's milder voice, That tells you God is love. 5 0 may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove, Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, Shall shout that, God is love. 27'2 oon. 34 L. M LORD, what is man, that he should prove The object of thy boundless love? Say, why should he so largely share Thy favor and thy tender care ? 2 While these my lips draw vital breath Or till I close my eyes in death, I'll ne'er forget thy wondrous love, Nor thoughtless of thy kindness prove. 3 Beneath thy shadowing wings' defence I'll place my only confidence : In every danger and distress, To thee will I my prayer address. 4 Should all my hopes on earth be lost, In thee I '11 make my constant boast : I'll spread the glories of thy name, And thy unbounded love proclaim. 35 H. ML Doddridge Faithfulness of God. THE promises I sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke ; Nor will th' eternal King His words of grace revoke : They stand secure And steadfast still ; Not Zion's hill Abides so sure. 2 The mountains melt away When once the Judge appears ; And sun and moon decay, That measure mortal years ; . 18 273 HYMNS. But still the same. In radiant lines, The promise shines Through all the flame. 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres ; 'Midst all the shock Of that dread scene, I stand serene, Thy word my rock. 36 C. M. Mont. Col FAITHFUL, 0 Lord, thy mercies are ; A rock that cannot move : A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 2 Throughout the universe it reigns. It stands for ever sure ; And while thy truth, 0 God, remains, Thy goodness shall endure. 37 C. M. Nekihiavj Holiness of God. HOLY and reverend is the name Of our eternal King , 11 Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry — " Thrice holy," let us sing. 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, 0 my soul, to CS)d : Lift, 'with thy hands, a holy heart To his sublime abode. •27; GOD. 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach : A contrite heart shall please him more Than noblest forms of speech. 4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free : The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see. ^rofcitetuje an& (Oxofornmntt a£ (Soft. 38 C. M. Cowper. Purposes of God developed by his Providence. (1 OD moves in a mysterious way, X His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take , The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break With blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 275 HYMNS. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. '89 CM. Fawcett The Mijstcries of Providence. rpHY way, 0 Lord, is in the sea ; 1_ Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 'Tis but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight : When will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light ? 3 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace, And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. 40 C. M. H. K. White Almighty Power and Majesty of God. H^HE Lord our God is clothed with might, X_ The winds obey his will ; He speaks, and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to t\\Q, shore. 276 GOD 8 Howl, winds of night; your force combine: Without his high behest, Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies ; He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend ; Ye monarchs, wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. 41 L. M. Watts, Angels the Ministers of God. HIGH on a hill of dazzling light The King of glory spreads his seat, And hosts of angels, stretched for flight, Stand waiting round his awful feet. 2 Are they not all thy servants, Lord ? At thy command they go and come ; With cheerful haste obey thy word, And guard thy children to their home. 42 C. M. Praise for Creation and Providence. TSING the almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule by day ; The moon, that shines at his command, While all the stars obey. 277 HYMNS. 8 J sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; Re formed the creatures by his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 There's not a plant or flower below But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise and tempests blow By orders from thy throne. 5 Creatures that borrow life from thee Are subject to thy care ; There 's not a place where we can flee But God is present there. 6 His hand is my perpetual guard, He keeps me with his eye ; Why should I, then, forget the Lord, Who is for ever nigh ? 4k3 k. M. Blacklock. Majesty and Dominion of God. COME, 0 my soul, in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; But 0, what tongue can speak his fame ? What mortal verse can reach the theme? 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears ; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shines : His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds shall join the song. 278 GOD. 4.4. L. M. Steele. HPHE Lord, the God of glory, reigns, JL In robes of majesty arrayed ; His rule Omnipotence sustains, And guides the worlds his hands have made 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, Or ere the heavens were spread abroad, Thy awful throne was fixed above ; From everlasting thou art God. 3 The swelling floods tumultuous rise, Aloud the angry tempests roar, Lift their proud billows to the skies, And foam, and lash the trembling shore. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, Controls the fiercely raging seas ; He speaks, and noise and tempest fly; The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Tby sovereign laws are ever sure, Eternal holiness is thine ; And, Lord, thy people shall be pure, And in thy blest resemblance shine. 4:5 k. M. • Watts Perfections of God combined in his Government, JEHOVAH reigns ; his throne is high, His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight. 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; His justice guards his holy law ; His love reveals a smiling face, His truth and promise seal the grace. 279 HYMNS. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs : His power is sovereign to fulfil The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my Friend ? Then let my songs with angels' join : Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 46 k. M. Whitefield. Mysteries of Providence. LORD, how mysterious are thy ways ! How blind are we, how weak our praise ! Thy steps no mortal eyes explore : 'Tis ours to wonder and adore. 2 Great God, I would not ask to see What future lot belongs to me : If light and bliss my days attend, I '11 praise thy mercy to the end. 8 If darkness and distress I share, Still let me trust thy guardian care ; Enough for me if love divine At length through every cloud shall shine. 4 One thing my soul desires to know, And 'tis my choicest wish below — " That Christ is mine :" grant this request, My gracious God, and I am blest. 47 S. M. Waits God all in all. MY God, my life, my love, To thee, to thee I call: I cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 280 GOD. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell. 'Tis paradise when thou art here ; If thou depart, 'tis hell. 3 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss ; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 4 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 5 Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford, No, not a drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. 6 Thou art the sea of love Where all my pleasures roll, The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. 7 To thee my spirits fly With infinite desire ; And yet how far from thee I lie ! Dear Jesus, 'raise me higher. L8 C. M. Watts MY God, ray portion, and my love, My everlasting all, 1 've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 What though the bright, the burning sun Pours forth his floods of light : 'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon : If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 281 HYMNS. 3 To thee we owe our wealth and friends, Our health and safe abode : Thanks to thy name for meaner things ; But they are not my God. 4 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared with thee ! Or what 's my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me ? 5 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without thy graces and thyself, I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore ; Grant me the visits of thy grace, And I desire no more. 4.9 6s. & 4s. Dobell's Col The Trinity. COME, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days. 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, Now make them fall ! Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence be made, Our souls on thee be stayed — Lord, hear our call! 282 GOD. 8 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless ; Come, give thy word success ; Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour ! Thou who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 5 To thee, great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore ! 50 C. M. Pratt's Col Praise to the Trinity. FATHER of glory, to thy name Immortal praise we give, Who dost an act of grace proclaim, And bid us rebels live. 2 Immortal honor to the Son, Who makes thine anger cease; Our lives he ransomed with his own, And died to make our peace. 3 To thy almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given, Whose influence brings us near to thee, And trains us up for beaven. 283, II VMM b. 4 Let men, with their united voice. Adore th; eternal God, And spread his honors and their joys Through nations far abroad. 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join One general song to raise : Let saints, in earth and heaven, combine In harmony and praise. 51 L. M. Pratt's Col Address to the Trinity. ] RATHER of all, whose love profound J A ransom for our souls has found, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son, Mysterious Godhead, Three in One, Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 52 L. M. Spra.tt The Trinity incomprehensible. WHAT finite power, with ceaseless tofl7 Can fathom the Eternal mind? Or who th' almighty Three in One, By searching to perfection find ? 284 GOD. 2 Angels and men in vain may raise Harmonious their adoring songs ; Their laboring thoughts sink down oppressed, And praises die upon their tongues. 3 Yet wonld I lift my trembling voice, A portion of his ways to sing ; And mingling^with his meanest works, My humble* grateful tribute, bring. 53 C. M. Watts HOW wondrous great, how glorious bright Must our Creator be, Who dwells amidst the dazzling light Of an eternal day ! 2 Our soaring spirits upward rise Toward his celestial throne ; Fain would we see the blessed Three And the almighty One. 3 Our reason stretches all its wings, And mounts above the skies ; But still how far beneath thy feet Our grovelling reason lies ! 4 Lord, here we bend our humble souls. And awfully adore ; Thy power we feel, thy glory see, Thy mercy we implore. 5 With humble notes we raise the song To heaven's almighty King, While angels tune their nobler powers, And sweep th' immortal string. 54 C. M. Watts. Address to the Trinity. LET them neglect thy glory, Lord, Who never knew thv grace ; 285 HYMNS. But our loud song shall still record The wonders of thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, 0 God, to thee, And send them to thy throne : All glory to th' united Three, The undivided One ! 3 'Twas he — arfid we'll adore his name- Who formed us by a word ; 'T was he restored our ruined frame ; Salvation to the Lord ! 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound; Rocks, hills, and vales reflect the voice In one eternal round. jFall au& &rt$hss Contrition o£ £&an. 55 S. M. Pratt's Col. Man helpless. GOD'S holy law, transgressed, Speaks nothing but despair ; Burdened with guilt, with grief oppressed, We find no comfort there. 2 Not all our groans and tears, Nor works which we have done, Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, Can e'er for sin atone. 3 Relief alone is found In Jesus' precious blood : 286 MAN S FALL 'T is this that heals the mortal wound, Aud reconciles to God. 4 High lifted on the cross, The spotless victim dies : This is salvation's only source — Hence all our hopes arise. 56 S. M. Epis. Col * Man guilty. AH, how shall fallen man Be just before his God ? If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, Could we for one of thousand faults A just excuse devise ? 3 All-seeing, powerful God, Who can with thee contend ? Or who that tries th' unequal strife Shall prosper in the end ? 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake ; The trembling earth deserts her place, Her rooted pillars shake. 5 Ah, how shall guilty man Contend with such a God ? None, none can meet him, and escape, But through the Saviour's blood. 57 S. M. Watts HOW heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, 287 HYMNS. Till Christ, with his reviving light. Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of Heaven ; But, in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways : His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls in vain ; He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks th' accursed chain. 5 Lord, we adore thy ways To bring us near to God ; Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, And thy atoning blood. 58 C. M. Waftl Man depraved. (A RE AT King of glory and of grace, X We own, with humble shame, How vile is our degenerate race, And our first father's name. 2 We live estranged, afar from God, And love the distance well ; With haste we run the dangerous road That leads to death and hell. J And can such rebels be restored, Such natures made divine? Let sinners see thy glory, Lord, And feel this power of thine. MAN S FALL. 4 We raise our Father's name on high, Who his own Spirit sends, To bring rebellious strangers nigh, And turn his foes to friends. 59 C. M. WATTf Total Depravity. SIN, like a venomous disease, Infects our vital blood : The only balm is sovereign grace, And the physician God. 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death ; But Christ, the Lord, recalls the dead With his almighty breath. 3 Madness by nature reigns within, The passions burn and rage, Till God's own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. (30 C. M. Steele Death in Trespasses and Sins. HOW helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of her load ! The heart unchanged can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ? 'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine To form the heart anew. 3 'Tis thine the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fall From reason's darkened eyes; 19 289 HYMN 6. 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live ; A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 5 0 change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine ; Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. (31 L. M. Doddridge, Grief for the Sins and Miseries of Men. ARISE, my tender thoughts, arise ; Let torrents drown my weeping eyes ; And thou, my heart, with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. 2 See human beings sunk in shame ; See scandals poured on Jesus' name ; See God insulted through his Son, The world abused, the soul undone. 3 My heart with reverence 'hears thy word, And trembles at thy threatenings, Lord : I know the wretched, dreadful end To which their careless steps descend. 4 But feeble my compassion proves ; It can but weep, where most it loves : Great God, thy saving grace employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy. 290 THE GOSPEL. ®5* (Koaptt. q% c. M. Sl**m Our Deliverance. PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, "Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief: He saw, and — 0, amazing love ! — He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 0 ! for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 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. 83 C. M. Watts HOW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan holds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But lark ! a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word — 11 Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord." 291 HYMNS. 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief ; 1 would believe thy promise, Lord ; 0 help my unbelief. 4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Saviour, and my all. 64 L. M. Epis. Col. ALL-glorious God, what hymns of praise Shall our transported voices raise ! What ardent love and zeal are due, While heaven stands open to our view ! 2 Once we were fallen — 0 how low ! Just on the brink of endless woe ; When Jesus, from the realms above, Borne on the wings of boundless love, 3 Scattered the shades of death and night, And spread around his heavenly light. By him what wondrous grace is shown To souls impoverished and undone ! 4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores, A bright inheritance as ours ; Where saints in light our coming wait, To share their holy, happy state. (35 L. M. Watts BURIED in shadows of the night, We lie till Christ restores the light ; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. 292 THE GOSPEL. 2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears, Till his atoning blood appears ; Then we awake from deep distress, And sing "the Lord our righteousness." (36 - L. M. WArrs DEEP in the dust before thy throne, Our guilt and our disgrace we own Great God, we own th' unhappy name Whence sprang our nature and our shame. 2 But while our spirits, filled with awe, Behold the terror of thy law, We sing the honors of that love That sent salvation from above. 3 We sing thine everlasting Son, Who joined our nature to his own ; Adam the second from the dust Raises the ruins of the first. 4 Where sin did reign and death abound, There have the sons of Adam found Immortal life and matchless grace, Through the Redeemer of our race. 67 C. M. Watts. BACKWARD we look with grief and shame On our original ; On all the race what ruin came Through our first father's fall ! 2 What dreadful darkness veils the mind ! How obstinate the will ! To all that's good averse and blind, And prone to all that's ill. 3 What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring ? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring ? 293 HYMNS. 4 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love Can make us pure "within : Christ and his grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 5 The second Adam shall restore Salvation to our race ; He saves by new-creating power, Through free and sovereign grace. 68 s- M- WAttM God's Purpose of Mercy. THE Lord on high proclaims His Godhead from his throne ; Mercy and justice are the names By which he will be known. 2 Ye dying souls that sit In darkness and distress, Look from the borders of the pit To his recovering grace. 3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; Their thankful tongues shall own Their righteousness and strength are found In thee, 0 Lord, alone. 4 In thee shall Israel trust, And see their guilt forgiven ; Thou wilt pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. (3Q L. M. Watts NOT to condemn the sons of men Did Christ, the Son of God, appear; No weapons in his hands are seen, No naming sword nor thunder there. 294 THE GOSPEL. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He loved the race of man so well, He sent his Son to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word ; Trust in his mighty name, and live ; A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. 70 C. M. Watts COME, happy souls, approach your God With new, melodious songs ; Come, render to almighty grace ' The tribute of your tongues. 2 So strange, so boundless was the love That pitied dying men, The Father sent his equal Son To give them life again. 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed With a revenging rod ; No hard commission to perform — The vengeance of a God. 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. 5 Here, sinners, come and heal your wounds : Come, wipe your sorrows dry ; Come, trust the mighty Saviour's name, And you shall never die. 6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls Accept thine offered grace ; We bless the great Redeemer's love, And give the Father praise 295 HYMNS. 71 S. M. Watts. T) AISE your triumphant soug$ XXj To an immortal tune ; Let all the earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how Eternal Love Its chief Beloved chose, And bade him raise our ruined race From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no thunder bears, No terror clothes his brow, No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by, When Christ was sent with pardons down To rebels doomed to die. 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears ; Let hopeless sorrow cease ; Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offered peace. 6 Lord, we obey thy call ; We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, And love and praise thy name. 72 C. M. Watts The Gospel hailed. Q ALVATION !— 0 the joyful sound I ^5 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 296 THE GOSPEL. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise by grace divine To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation! — let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 73 L. M. Watts The Object of the Gospel. THIS is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above : Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. 2 This remedy did wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind ; This sovereign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruined creature, man. 3 The gospel bids the dead revive ; Sinners obey the voice, and live : Dry bones are raised, and clothed afresh, And hearts of stone are turned to flesh. 4 May but this grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze, and hate me too ; The word that saves me does engage A sure defence from all their rage. 74 L. M. Beddome The Gospel originating in Sovereign Mercy GOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known : Here love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 297 HYMNS. 2 Here sinners of an humble frame May taste his grace and learn his name ; May read, in characters of blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here shines the light which guides our wav From earth to realms of endless day. 4 0 grant us grace, almighty Lord, To read and mark thy holy word ; Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 75 C. M. Watts Salvation by Grace. LORD, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been ; Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2 But, 0 my soul, for ever praise, For ever love his name Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin, and shame. 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hafrds have done, But we are saved by sovereign grace, Abounding through his Son. 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin : 'Tis by the water and the blood Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death Who hung upon t lie tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 298 THE GOSPEL. 6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ; And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father's face. 76 S. M. Doddrilgr GRACE ! — 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear : Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man ; And all its steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my roving feet To tread the heavenly road; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 77 C. M. Newtof Triumphant Grace. A MAZING grace ! how sweet the sound, j_\_ That saved a wretch like me ! 1 once was lost, but now am found — Was blind, but now I see. 2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed! 290 HYMNS. 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come ; 'T is grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures ; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. 6 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, [ shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. 6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine ; But God, who called me here below, Will be for ever mine. 78 L. M. The GospeVs joyful Sound. C10ME, dearest Lord, who reign'st above, J And draw me with the cords of love ; And while the gospel does abound, 0 may I know the joyful sound ! 2 Sweet are the tidings, free the grace, It brings to our apostate race ; It spreads a heavenly light around : "0 may I know the joyful sound!" 3 The gospel bids the sin-sick soul Look up to Jesus and be whole ; In him are peace and pardon found: "0 may I know the joyful sound!" 4 It stems the tide of swelling grief, Affords the needy sure relief: 300 THE GOSPEL. Releases those by Satan bound: "0 may I know the joyful sound !"" 79 S. M. Watts, The Laiv and the Gospel. THE law by Moses came, But peace and truth and love Were brought by Christ, a nobler name-, Descending from above. 2 Amid the house of God Their different works were done ; Moses a faithful servant stood — Christ, a beloved Son. 3 Then to his new commands Be strict obedience paid; O'er all his Father's house he stands The Sovereign and the Head. 4 The man that durst despise The law that Moses brought, Behold how terribly he dies For his presumptuous fault ! 5 But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious race Who hear not when the Saviour calls, And dare resist his grace. 80 L- M- Watts The Law and Gospel contrasted. THE law commands and makes us know What duties to our God we owe ; But 't is the gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do his will 301 HYMNS. - The law discovers guilt and sin, -/id shows how vile our hearts have been: Only the gospel can express forgiving love and cleansing grace. 3 What curses does the law denounce Against the man that fails but once ! But in the gospel Christ appears, Pardoning the guilt of numerous years. 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life and comfort from the law : Fly to the hope the gospel gives : The man that trusts the promise lives. 81 S. M. Watts. The Law and Gospel joined in Scripture. THE Lord declares his will, And keeps the world in awe ; Amidst the smoke of Sinai's hill Breaks out his fiery law. 2 The Lord reveals his face, And smiling from above Sends down the gospel of his grace, The epistles of his love. 3 These sacred words impart Our Maker's just commands ; The pity of his melting heart, And vengeance of his hands. 4 We read the heavenly word, We take the offered grace, Obey the statutes of the Lord, And trust his promises. 302 CHRIST. gQ H. M. Doddridgs Effects of the Gospel. MARK the soft falling snow And the descending rain : To heaven, from whence it fell, It turns not back again, But waters earth through every pore, And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Arrayed in beauties green, The hills and valleys shine, And man and beast are fed By providence divine : The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 So, saith the God of grace, My gospel shall descend, Almighty to effect The purpose I intend : Millions of souls shall feel its power, And bear it down to millions more. \S L- M. Dobell's Col Nativity of the Saviour. ~\T ^AKE, 0 my soul, and hail the morn, V V For unto us a Saviour 's born : See how the angels wing their way To usher in the glorious day ! 303 HYMNS. 2 Hark ! what sweet music ! what a song Sounds from the bright, celestial throng ! Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart Joy to each raptured, listening heart. 3 Come, join the angels in the sky ; Glory to God, who reigns on high ; Let peace and love on earth abound While time revolves and years roll round. 84= ~s- C. Weslei HARK ! the herald angels sing, ''Glory to the new-born King ! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; With th' angelic host proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 3 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. 1 Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity ; Pleased as man with men t' appear, See the great Immanuel here. 5 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! Light and life to all Jie brings, Risen with healing in his wings. 304 CHRIST. 85 8s. & 7s. Cawoop, HARK ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story ; Hear them chant in hymns of joy, " Glory in the highest — glory! Glory be to God most high ! 3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found." "Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven" — Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth his praises sing : 0 receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Haste, ye mortals, to adore him ; Learn his name and taste his joy, Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high! 86 S. M. Watts BEHOLD, the grace appears, The blessing promised long : Angels announce the Saviour near In this triumphant song : 2 " Glory to God on high, And heavenly peace on earth; Good-will to men, to angels joy, At the Redeemer's birth !" 3 In worship so divine Let men employ their tongues ; 20 305 HYMNS. With the celestial host we join, And loud repeat their songs — 4 "Glory to God on high, And heavenly peace on earth ; Good-will to men, to angels joy, At our Redeemer's birth I" 87 C. M. Goss's Col HIGH let us swell our tuneful n.otes, And join th' angelic throng; For angels no such love have known, To wake the cheerful song. 2 Good-will to sinful men is shown, And peace on earth is given ; For lo ! th' incarnate Saviour comes With messages from heaven. 3 Justice and grace, with sweet accord, His rising beams adorn : Let heaven and earth in concert join — To us a Saviour 's born. 4 Glory to God, in highest strains, In highest words be paid ; His glory by our lips proclaimed, And by our lives displayed. 88 S. M. TT^E come with joyful song V\ To hail this happy morn.: Glad tidings from an angel's tongue, " This day is Jesus born !" 2 What transports doth his name To sinful men afford ! His glorious titles we proclaim — A Saviour, Christ the Lord! 306 CHRIST. 3 Glory to God on high ! All hail the happy morn ! We join the anthems of the sky, And sing, " The Saviour 's born !" h^9 C. M. Medlei MORTALS, awake! with angels join, And chant the solemn lay : Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolled ; The theme, the song, the joy was new; 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky The heavenly tidings ran, And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. 5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat — '; Glory to God on high ! Good-will and peace to man complete — Jesus is born to die." 6 Hail, Prince of Life, for ever hail ! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Though earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. 90 L. M. AWAKE, arise, and hail the morn, For unto us a Saviour 's born : 307 HYMNS. See how the angels wing their way To usher in the glorious day. 2 Hark ! what sweet music, what a song Sounds from the bright celestial throng ! Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart Joy to each raptured listening heart. 3 Come, join the angels in the sky, " Glory to God, who reigns on high I" Let peace and love on earth abound While time revolves and years roll round. 91 8s. & 7s. QIIEPHERDS, hail the wondrous stranger; Jj Now to Bethlehem speed your way ; Lo ! in yonder humble manger Christ the Lord is born to-day. 2 Christ, by prophets long predicted, Joy of Israel's chosen race; Light to Gentiles long afflicted, Lost in error's darkest maze. 3 Bright the Star of your salvation, Pointing to his rude abode: Rapturous news for every nation — Mortals, now behold your God ! 4 Glad, we trace th' amazing story; Angels leave their bliss to tell ; Theme sublime, replete with glory, Sinners saved from death and hell. 5 Love eternal moved the Saviour Thus to lay his radiance by: Blessings on the Lamb for ever ; Glory be to God on high ! 308 CHRIST. 92 8, 7, & 4. Pratt's Col Call to worship the new-born Saviour. A NGELS, from the realms of glory, j\_ Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds, in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing ; Yonder shines the heavenly light : Come and worship — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear : Come and worship — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you — break your chains ! Come and worship — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 03 8s. & 7s. Epis. Col Christ welcomed as a Saviour. HAIL, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ! From our sins and fears release us ; Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the saints thou art; 309 HYMNS. Long desired of every nation, Joy of every waiting heart. 3 Born thy people to deliver ; Born a child, yet God our King ; Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit Raise us to thy glorious throne. 94r C. M. Doddridge Design of Christ's Advent. HARK! the glad sound! the Saviour comes. The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes the prisoner to release, In Satan's bondage held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. i 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. 810 T* CHRIST. 95 C. M. Mont. Col. Names of Christ. ^0 us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given : Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored, The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. 3 His power, increasing, still shall spread ; His reign no end shall know ; Justice shall guard his throne above, Aud peace abound below. 4 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given — The Wonderful, the Counsellor,* The mighty Lord of heaven. 96 t. M. Watts. Deity and Humanity of Christ. BEFORE the heavens were spread abroad, From everlasting was the Word : With God he was — the Word was God, And must divinely be adored. 2 By his own power were all things made ; By him supported, all things stand ; lie is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars : His generation who can tell. Or count the number of his years ? 311 HYMNS. 4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms . The Word descends and dwells in clay, That he may converse hold with worms, Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. 5 Mortals with joy beheld his face, Th' eternal Father's only Son: How full of truth, how full of grace, When in his eyes the Godhead shone ! 6 Archangels leave their high abode To learn new mysteries here, and tell The love of our descending God, The glories of Immanuel. 97 L. M. Watts Deity, Humiliation, and Exaltation of Christ. NOW for a tune of lofty praise To great Jehovah's equal Son ! Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays, Tell loud the wonders he hath done. 2 Sing how he left the worlds of light, And those bright robes he wore above ; How swift and joyful was his flight, On wings of everlasting love! 3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, Th' almighty captive prisoner lay ; Th' almighty captive left the earth, And rose to everlasting day. 4 Among a thousand harps and songs, Jesus, the God, exalted reigns: His sacred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heavenly plaiufl! 312 CHRIST. 98 L- M. Watts. Divine Glory displayed in the Person of Christ. "VTOW to the Lord a noble song ! \\ Awake, ray soul! awake, my tongue Hosanna to th' Eternal Name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace : God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme— My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 4 0 may I reach that happy place Where he unveils his lovely face ; Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold ! 99 L. M. Watts God the Son equal With the Father. BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God, Our spirits bow before thy seat; To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful feet. 2 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright. Stand round the glorious Deity ; But who among the sons of light Pretends comparison with thee ? 8 Yet there is ork of human frame — Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality with God. 313 HYMNS. 4 Now let the name of Christ, our King, With equal honors be adored ; His praise let every angel sing, And all the nations own him Lord. 100 C. M. Curtis's Col Miracles of Christ. JESUS, and didst thou condescend, When veiled in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away ? 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see? Jesus, thou Son of David, hear — Have mercy, too, on me ! 3 And didst thou pity mortal woe, And sight and health restore ? 0 pity, Lord, and save my soul, Which needs thy mercy more ! 4 Didst thou thy trembling servant raise When sinking in the wave ? 1 perish, Lord ! — 0 save my soul i For thou alone canst save. 1 Ol ^- M. Watt* Divinity of Christ proved by his Miracles, BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive; Behold, the dead awake and live; The dumb speak wonders, and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name. 314 CHRIST. I 2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of the Son ; The Father vindicates his cause While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies ! — the heavens in mourning stood; He rises, and appears a God : Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. 4 Hence and for ever from my heart 1 bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign Which bear credentials so divine. 102 L- M. Steele Peace and Hope through Christ's Intercession. HE lives — the great Redeemer lives ! What joy the blest assurance gives! And now, before his Father God, He pleads the merits of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears ; But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace ! 3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts I Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise, And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend, On thee our humble hopes depend; Our cause can never, never fail, For thou dost plead, and must prevail. 315 HYMNS. 103 S. M. Pratt's Col Christ's Exaltation and Intercession. TESUS, the Conqueror, reigns, In glorious strength arrayed ; His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad. 2 Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesus' mighty love : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice To him who rules above. 3 Extol hits kingly power ; Adore th' exalted Son, Who died, but lives, to die no more, High on his Father's throne. 4 Our advocate with God, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the earth abroad The victory of his cross. 104 v- M. C. Wesley Christ's Intercession. ARISE, my soul, .arise ; Shake off thy guilty fears ; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears; Before the throne my Surety stands — My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead : His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 31G CHRIST. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Received on Calvary ; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me : Forgive him ! 0 forgive ! they cry, Nor let that ransomed sinner die ! 4 The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son ; His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled ; His pardoning voice I hear : He owns me for his child — I can no longer fear : With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father ! Abba, Father ! cry. 105 c- M- Pratt* s Col Christ our Intercessor. JESUS, by his own precious blood, Ascends above the skies, And in the presence of our God Shows his own sacrifice. 2 Jesus is King! — behold him reign On Zion's heavenly hill: He seems the Lamb that had been slain, And wears his priesthood still. 3 He ever lives to intercede By virtue of his blood, And ceases not for all to plead Who come by him to God. 317 HYMNb 106 CM. Watts. Christ a merciful High-Priest. WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High-Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears, And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. 4 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power : We shall obtain delivering grace In each distressifig hour. 107 H- M- Watts Christ a Prophet, Priest, and King. JOIN all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, Or angels ever bore : All are too mean to speak his worth, Too mean to set the Saviour forth. 2 Great Prophet of our God, Our tongue shall bless thy name; By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came — The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hull subdued, and peace with Heaveu 318 CHRIST. 3 Jesus, our great High-Priest, Has shed his blood and died ; Our guilty conscience needs No sacrifice beside: His precious blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. 4 0 thou almighty Lord, Our Conqueror and our King, Thy sceptre and thy sword, Thy reigning grace we sing : Thine is the power — 0 make us sit In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 108 L.M. Watts Christ a Pattern for his Followers. ■""I /FY dear Redeemer and my Lord, jLVL I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe, and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer: The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 4. Be thou my pattern ; make me Dear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God the Judge shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. 319 HYMNS. 109 CM. Pratt's Col BEHOLD where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ! The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly ligh! To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3 Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, He meek and patient stood ; His foes, ungrateful, sought his life, Who labored for their good. 4 When in the hour of deep distress, Before his Father's throne, With soul resigned, he bowedf and said, " Thy will, not mine, be done !" 6 Be Christ our pattern and our guide, His image may we bear ! 0 may we tread his holy steps, His joy and glory share ! HO C. M. Beddohi IN duties and in sufferings too, Thy path, my Lord, I'd trace; A.s thou hast done, so would I do, Depending on thy grace. 2 Inflamed with zeal, ?twas thy delight To do thy Father's will: 0 may that -zeal my soul excite, Thy precepts to fulfil. 320 CHRIST. 3 Meekness, humility, and love, Through all thy conduct shine : 0 may my whole deportment prove A copy, Lord, of thine : 111 L. M. d T^ATHER divine," the Saviour cried, Jj While horrors pressed on every side, And prostrate on the ground he lay, " Remove this bitter cup away. 2 "But if these pangs must still be borne, And stripes, and wounds, and cruel scorn, I bow my soul before thy throne, And say, Thy will, not mine, be done." 3 Thus our submissive souls would bow, And, taught by Jesus, lie as low : Our hearts, and not our lips alone, Would say, "Thy will, not ours, be done." 4 Then, though like him in dust we lie, We '11 view the blissful moment nigh, Which, from our portion in his pains, Calls to the joy in which he reigns. A' 112 L. M. Steele. ND is the gospel peace and love ? So let our conversation be ; The serpent blended with the dove, Wisdom and meek simplicity. 2 WThene'er the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to On Jesus let us fix our eyes, [strife, Bright pattern of the Christian life. 3 0 how benevolent and kind! How mild, how ready to forgive ! 21 321 HYMNS. Be his the temper of our mind, And his the rule by which we live. 4 To do his heavenly Father's will Was his employment and delight ; Humility and holy zeal Shone through his life divinely bright 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labors of his life were love : If then we love the Saviour's name, Let his divine example move. 6 But ah ! how blind, how weak we are ! How frail, how apt to turn aside ! Lord, we depend upon thy care, And ask thy Spirit for our guide. H3 L. M. Gibbons "TTTHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, V V What were his works from day to day But miracles of power and grace, That spread salvation through our race ? 2 Teach us, 0 Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 3 The man who marks, from day to day, In generous acts his radiant way, Treads the same path his Saviour trod, The path to glory and to God. H4_ L. M. Steele. Redemption by Christ alone. ENSLAVED by sin, fast bound in chains, Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, 322 CHRIST. And doomed to everlasting pains, We wretched, guilty captives lay. 2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace ; Not the whole world's collected store Suffice to purchase our release : A thousand worlds were all too poor. 3 Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God, An all-sufficient ransom paid : Invalued price ! his precious blood For vile, rebellious traitors shed. 4 Jesus the sacrifice became, To rescue guilty souls from hell ; The spotless, bleeding, dying Eamb Beneath avenging justice fell ! 5 Amazing goodness ! love divine ! 0 may our grateful hearts adore The matchless grace, nor yield to sin, Nor wear its cruel fetters more ! 6 Dear Saviour, let thy love pursue The glorious work it has begun ; Each secret lurking foe subdue, And let our hearts be thine alone. 115 L. M. Medley Praise for Loving-kindness. i WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, f\_ And sing thy great Redeemer's praise , He justly claims a song from thee , His loving-kindness, 0 how free ! 2 He saw me ruined in the "fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate : His loving-kindness, 0 how great ! 323 HYMNS. 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along ; His loving-kindness, 0 how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood ; His loving-kindness, 0 how good ! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Saviour to depart ; But though I oft have him forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 0 may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death ! 7 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day, And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies. SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. ]\Q S. M. Watt« Christ suffering for our Sins. [ IKE sheep we went astray, J j And broke the fold of God ; Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour When God our wanderings laid, 324 CHRIST. And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head! 3 How glorious was the grace When Christ sustained the stroke! Hi3 life and blood the Shepherd pays A ransom for the flock. 4 But God shall raise his head O'er all the sons of men, And make him see a numerous seed, To recompense his pain. 5 "I'l| give him," saith the Lord, "A portion with the strong: He shall possess a large reward. And hold his honors long." 117 C. M. Mrs. Steele. Humiliation of Christ. AND did the holy and the just, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty man might rise ! 2 Yes, the Redeemer left his throne, His radiant throne on high — Surprising mercy ! love unknown ! — To suffer, bleed, and die. 3 To dwell with misery here below, The Saviour left the skies, And sunk to wretchedness and woe, That worthless man might rise. 4 He took the dying traitor's place, And suffered in his stead ; For sinful man — 0 wondrous grace ! — For sinful man he bled ! 325 HYMNS. 5 0 Lord! what heavenly wonders dwe.i In thine atoning blood ! By this are sinners saved from hell, And rebels brought to God. 1 18 C. M. Mrs. Steele JESUS, and didst thou leave the sky For miseries and for woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die, For vile, rebellious foes*? 2 Victorious love ! what tongue can tea The wonders of thy power, Which conquered all the force of hell In that tremendous hour ! 3 Is there a heart that will not bend To thy divine control? Descend, 0 sovereign love, descend, And melt that stubborn soul. 4 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy /eign Till rebels rise no more ; Thy praise all nature then shall join, And heaven and earth adore. 119 7s. Montgomery Sufferings of Christ in the Garden, GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye who feel the tempter's power Your Redeemer's conflict see; Watch with him one bitter hour. Turn not from liis griefs away, Learn of .Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment-hall, View the Lord of life arraigned: 826 CHRIST. 0 the wormwood and the gall ! 0 the pangs his soul sustained ! Shun-not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of him to bear the cross. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb There, adoring at his feet, Mark that miracle of time, God's own sacrifice complete : " It is finished !" hear him cry ; Learn of Je.sus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid his breathless clay ; All is solitude and gloom ; Who hath taken him away ? Christ has risen ; he meets our eyes : Saviour, teach us so to rise. 1QO 8, 6 & 8. Ch. Psalmody. BEYOND where Cedron's waters flow, Behold the suffering Saviour go To sad Gethsemane: His countenance is all divine, Yet grief appears in every line. 2 He bows beneath the sins of men ; He cries to God, and cries again, In sad Gethsemane : He lifts his mournful eyes above — "My Father can this cup remove !" 3 With gentle resignation still He yielded to his Father's will In sad Gethsemane : "Behold me here, thy only Son, And, Father, let thy will be done." 327 HYMNS. 1 The Father heard, and angels there Sustained the Son of God in prayer, In sad Gethsemane : He drank the dreadful cup of pain, Then rose to life and joy again. 5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep, And scenes of anguish make us weep, To sad Gethsemane We '11 look, and see the Saviour there, And humbly bow, like him, in prayer. 1^1 L- M. jrpiS midnight; and on Olive's brow X The star is dimmed that lately shone: 'Tis midnight: in the garden how The suffering Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed, Immairuel wrestles lone with fears : E'en the disciple that he loved Heeds not his Master's griefs and tears. 3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt The Man uf Sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet he that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by his God. 4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether plains Is borne the song that angels know: Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. \22 c- M< Haweis. DARK was the night, and cold the ground On which the Lord was laid ; His sweat as drops of blood ran down, In aeony he prayed: 328 CHRIST. 2 "Father, remove this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil." 3 Go to the garden, sinner ; see Those precious drops that flow : The heavy load he bore for thee ; . For thee he lies so low. 4 Then learn of him the cross to bear, Thy Father's will obey ; And when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray. 123 C. M. Pratt's Col. Death of Christ on the Cross. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind Nailed to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclined ' To bleed and die for me ! 2 " My God," he cries — all nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend ; The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend ! 3 " 'Tis finished — now the ransom's paid — Receive my soul," he cries: Behcicl, he bows his sacred head — He bows his head, and dies ! 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine : C Lamb of God, was ever pain, AVas ever love like thine ? 329 HYMNS. 124 L. M. Steels QTRETCHED on the cross, the Saviour dies: O Hark ! his expiring groans arise : See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Descends the sacred crimson tide ! 2 And didst thou bleed — for sinners bleed ? And could the sun behold the deed ? No ; he withdrew his cheering ray, And darkness veiled the mourning day. 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling grief and mercy flow, And yet my heart so hard remain As not to move with love or pain ? 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warm this cold, this stupid heart, Till all its powers and passions move In melting grief and ardent love. 1Q5 8, 7&4. Curtis's Col, HARK ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ! See, it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky ! "It is finished !" Hear the dying Saviour cry ! 2 " It is finished !" — 0 what pleasure Do these charming words afford! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord. "It is finished!" Saints, the dying words record ' 8 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs; Join to sing the pleasing theme: 330 CHRIST. All in earth and heaven uniting, Join to praise Immanuel's name: Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 1Q6 I*- M. Stennett. » ■ ,* rT^IS finished!" so the Saviour cried, L And meekly bowed his head and died , 'Tis finished ! — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finished! This his dying groan Shall sins of deepest hue atone : Millions shall be redeemed from death By Jesus' last expiring breath. 3 'Tis finished! Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled; Peace, love, and happiness again Return, and dwell with sinful men. 4 'Tis finished ! Let the thrilling sound Be heard through all the nations round : 'Tis finished! Let the triumph rise, And swell the chorus of the skies. 127 c. M. "\/TY God, my God, why now forsake lVJL Thy well-beloved Son !" 'Twas thus in agony he spake : Creation felt the groan. 2 With a loud voice again he cried, And yielded up his breath ; The earth, the rending rocks replied, The saints awoke from death. 3 0 wondrous grief! 0 grace divine; Love that shall never end ! Our souls and bodies we resign To thee, the sinner's Friend. 331 HYMNS. 128 10, 7 & 9. SAW ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour, Saw ye my Saviour and God ? 0, he died on Calvary To atone for you and me, And to purchase our pardon with blood 2 He was extended, he was extended, Painfully nailed to the cross : Here he bowed his head and died — Thus my Lord was crucified To atone for a world that was lost. 3 Jesus hung bleeding, Jesus hung bleeding Three dreadful hours in pain ; And the solid rocks were rent Through creation's vast extent, When the Jews crucified the God-man. 4 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed, Darkness prevailed o'er the land, And the sun refused to shine, When his Majesty Divine Was derided, insulted, and slain. 5 When it was finished, when it was finished, And the atonement was made, He was taken by the great, And embalmed in spices sweet, And was in a new sepulchre laid. 6 Hail, mighty Saviour! hail, mighty Saviour, Prince and the author of peace ! 0, he burst the bars of death, And triumphant from beneath He ascended to mansions of bliss. 7 There interceding, there interceding, Pleading that sinners may live ; Crying, " Father, I have died: 0 behold my hands and side ! 0 forgive them ! I pray thee forgive!" 832 CHRIST. 8 "I will forgive them, I will forgive them, When they repent and believe : Let them now return to thee, And be reconciled to me, And salvation they all shall receive." 1Q9 C. M. Pratt's Col The Atonement the only Ground of Pardon. TN vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own : Blest Saviour ! nothing but thy blood Can bring us near the throne. 2 The threatenings of thy broken law Impress the soul with dread : If God his sword of vengeance draw, It strikes the spirit dead. 3 But thy atoning sacrifice Hath answered all demands ; And peace and pardon from the skies Come to us by thy hands. 4 'Tis by thy death we live, 0 Lord ; 'Tis on thy cross we rest; For ever be thy love adored, Thy name for ever blest. 130 S. M. Wa-rm NOT all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 333 HYMNS 3 My faith would lay her 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 burdens thou didst bear When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. 131 L. M.' Watts Death and Resurrection of Christ. HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 2 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 ! 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 Deliverer reigns ; 334 CHRIST. Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, And led the tyrant Death in chains ! 6 Say, "Live for ever, glorious King, Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Then ask, "0 Death, where is thy sting? And where thy victory, boasting Grave h" RESURRECTION AND ASCENSION OF CHRIST. J 32 H. M. Doddridge Resurrection of Christ. T7~ES, the Redeemer rose, X The Saviour left the dead, And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conquering head ; In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Behold, th' angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet. J.oyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly, The joyful news to bear : Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air ! 335 HYMNS. Their anthems say, "Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead : He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound- Redeemed by him from hell— And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell ; Transported, cry, "Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, No more to die." 1^33 7s. Gibbons ANGELS, roll the rock away ! Death, yield up thy mighty prey ! See ! he rises from the tomb — Rises with immortal bloom. 2 'T is the Saviour ! seraphs, raise Your triumphant shouts of praise : Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 3 Lift, ye saints — lift up your eyes : Now to glory see him rise ! Hosts of angels on the road Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide : Gracious Conqueror, through them ride: King of glory, mount thy throne: Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs; Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; Praise him in the noblest songs, Praise him from ten thousand tongues. 336 CHRIST. 134 C. M. Watts. BLEST morning, whose first dawning rays Beheld our rising God ; That saw him triumph o'er the dust, And leave his dark abode. 2 In the cold prison of a tomb The great Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, th' appointed day. 3 Hell and the grave unite their force To hold the Lord in vain ; Behold the mighty Conqueror rise, And burst their feeble chain. 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, These sacred hours we pay, And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. 135 S. M. Kellt Redemption completed by the Resurrection. • • rpHE Lord is risen indeed ;" jL Then justice asks no more ; Mercy and truth are now agreed, Who stood opposed before. 2 " The Lord is risen indeed ;" Then is his work performed ; The mighty captive now is freed, And death, our foe, disarmed. 3 " The Lord is risen indeed ;" Then hell has lost his prey : With him is risen the ransomed seed, To reign in endless day. 22 337 HYMNS. 4 " The Lord is risen indeed ;" Attending angels hear ; Up to the courts of heaven with speed The joyful tidings bear. 5 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord. 136 7s. Pratt's Col CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant, holy day : He endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 2 Lo ! he rises — mighty King ! Where, 0 Death, is now thy sting? Lo ! he claims his native sky ! Grave ! where is thy victory ? 3 Sinners ! see your ransom paid, Peace with God for ever made : With your risen Saviour rise ; Claim with him the purchased skies. 4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant, holy day : Loud the song of victory raise ; Shout the great Redeemer's praise. 137 7s. Pratt- ( I CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-da; . Sons of men and angels say : Raise your songs of triumph high : Sing, ye heavens, and earth replj ! 2 Love's redeeming- work is done Fought the fight, the battle won; CHRIST. Lo! our sun's eclipse is o'er: Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal-* Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King — Where, 0 Death, is now thy sting ? Once he died our souls to save — Where thy victory, boasting Grave ? 5 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted Head : Made like him, like him we rise ; Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. I_38 ?s- COLLYER. Darkness of the Tomb scattered by Christ, MORNING breaks upon the tomb, Jesus scatters all its gloom : Day of triumph ! through the skies See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Ye who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay. 3 Christians, dry your flowing tears ; Chase your unbelieving fears ; Look on his deserted grave ; Doubt no more his power to save. 139 7s. Resurrection and Ascension, HARK ! the herald angels say, Christ the Lord is risen to-day : 339 HYMNS. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Let the glorious tidings fly. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ has burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids him rise ; Christ has opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ; "Where, 0 Death, is now thy sting?" Once he died our soul to save ; " Where 's thy victory, boasting Grave V 5 What though once we perished all, Partners of our parents' fall? Second life we now receive, And in Christ for ever live. 6 Hail ! thou dear almighty Lord ; Hail! thou great incarnate Word; Hail ! thou suffering Son of God ; Take the trophies of thy blood. 1.40 C. L. M. HOW calm and beautiful the morn That gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veiled in midnight -A'loom ! 0, weep no more the Saviour slain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again! 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear For your departed Lord : •• Behold the place — be is not here;" The tomb is all unbarred : 340 CHRIST. The gates of death were closed in vain : The Lord is risen — he lives again ! 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer Your early footsteps bend ; The Saviour will himself be there, Your Advocate and Friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain. But now in Christ ye live again. 4 How tranquil now the rising day! 'Tis Jesus still appears. A risen Lord to chase away Your unbelieving fears : 0, weep no more your comforts slain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again ! 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die ! Since he has risen who once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. 141 L. M. • V"tOME, see the place where Jesus lay," \J For he hath left his silent bed : What angel rolled the stone away ? What spirit brought him from the dead ? 2 By his omnipotence he rose, By his own Spirit lived again, To crush for ever all his foes, To raise for ever ruined men. 3 Those who his image here partake, Though long in dust their flesh consume. Shall sleep in Jesus, and awake To life eternal from the tomb. 341 HYMNS. 142 C. M. Watts HOSANNA to the Prince of Light, That clothed himself in clay, Entered the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. 2 Death is no more the king of dread, Since our Immanuel rose ; He took the tyrant's sting away, And spoiled our hellish foes. 3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies, With scars of honor in his flesh, And triumph in his eyes. 4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, And scatters blessings down ; Our Jesus fills the middle seat Of the celestial throne. 5 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, To reach the blest abode ; Sweet be the accents of your songs To our incarnate God. 6 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, Your sweetest voices raise ; Let heaven and all created things Sound our Immanuel's praise. A1 P.M. LL hail the glorious morn That saw our Saviour rise, With victory bright adorned, And triumph in his eyes ! Ye saints, extol your risen Lord, And sing his praise with sweet accord. 342 CHRIST. 2 Behold, the Lamb of God, Th' atoning sacrifice, Sustains the dreadful load Of man's iniquities : Death, sin, and hell, our cruel foes, All vanquished fell, when Jesus rose. 3 Now to the throne above Let every saint draw near ; There dwells incarnate love, Grace sits triumphant there : See mercy smile, e'en on that throne, Where once did wrath and justice frown. 4 All praise be to the Lamb, Who offered up his blood ; Hosannas to his name, That for our ransom stood : In notes sublime, with joy we sing The love divine of Christ our King. \4z4b 8s. & 7s. Kelly Christ, the Lamb, enthroned and worshipped. HARK ! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above : Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth: When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 343 HYMNS. 3 King of glory, reign for ever ; Thine an everlasting crown : Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 1 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, 0 bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away : Then with golden harps we '11 sing, "Glory, glory to our King!" 145 C. M. Wa*ts. BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The Church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise: Jesus is kind to our complaints, He loves to hear our praise. 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls witli blood. Hast set the prisoners free, Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee.# 5 Now to the Lamb that once was slain Be endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy, remain For ever on his head. 344 CHRIST. 146 C. M. Newton. HE who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on th' eternal throne, The God of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill ; And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey his sovereign will. 3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise In yonder world above, His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his Ic\7e. 4 When troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head, To this almighty rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 5 How glorious he ! how happy they, In such a glorious friend, Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. L47 L. M. Pratt's Col. Christ the Lord of Angels. GREAT God, to what a glorious height Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son ! Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 2 Before his feet their armies wait, And swift as flames of fire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance or of love 345 HYMNS. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet Up to the gates of thine abode, Through all the dangers that we meet In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 4 Lord, when we leave this mortal ground, And thou shalt bid us rise and come, Send thy beloved angels down, Safe to conduct our spirits home. 14=8 k. M. Doddridge. Christ exalted to be a Prince and a Saviour. EXALTED Prince of Life, we own The royal honors of thy throne : 'Tis fixed by God's almighty hand, And seraphs bow at thy command. 2 Exalted Saviour, we confess The sovereign triumphs of thy grace : Wide may thy cross thy virtues prove, And conquer millions by thy love. 149 C. M. Duncan. Christ crowned as Lord of all. ALL hail the great Immanuel's name ! Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Praise him who shed for you his blood, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 34B CHRIST. 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe ♦ On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 6 0 that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall, And join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. 150 8, 7 & 4. Kelly LOOK, ye saints — the sight is glorious ; See the Man of Sorrows now, From the fight returned victorious ; Every knee to him shall bow : Crown him ! crown him ! Crowns become the victor's brow. 2 Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! Hark! those loud, triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station : 0 what joy the sight affords ! Crown him, crown him King of kings and Lord of lords ! 151 6s. & 4s. Kingsbury Christ's final Triumph. LET us awake our joys, Strike up with cheerful voice, Each creature sing : Angels, begin the song ; Mortals, the strain prolong, In accents sweet and strong, " Jesus is King." 347 HYMNS. 2 Proclaim abroad his name, Tell of his matchless fame: What wonders done ! Shout through hell's dark profound; Let all the earth resound, Till heaven's high arch rebound, "Victory is won." 3 He vanquished sin and hell, And our last, foe will quell : Mourners, rejoice! His dying love adore ; Praise him, now raised in power; Praise him for evermore With joyful voice. 4 All hail the glorious day When through the heavenly way, Lo, he shall come ! While they who pierced him wail, His promise shall not fail ; Saints, see your King prevail : Great Saviour, come. 152 L. M. Pratt's Col. Christ a living and almighty Saviour. rjHHE Saviour lives, no more to die ; J_ He lives, the Lord enthroned on high . He lives, triumphant o'er the grave : He lives, eternally to save. 2 He lives, to still his servants' fears: He lives, to wipe away their tears : He lives, their mansions to prepare: He lives, to bring them safely there. 3 Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears; Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears: 348 CHRIST With cheerful hope your hearts revive, For Christ, the Lord, is yet alive. 4 His saints he loves, and never leaves; The contrite sinner he receives: Abundant grace will he afford, * Till all are present with the Lord. 153 CM. Watt*. God reconciled in Christ. DEAREST of all the names above, My Saviour and my God, "Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood ? 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death The Father smiles again ; 'Tis by thine interceding breath The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human form I see, My thoughts no comfort find : The holy, just, and sacred Three Are terror to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, My hope, my joy begins : His name forbids my slavish fear, His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, 1 love the incarnate mystery, And there I fix my trust. 154 C. M. Watt* Access to God by a Mediator. COME, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the courts above, 349 HYMNS. And smile to see our Father there Upon a throne of love. 2 Come, let us bow before his feet, And venture near the Lord: No fiery cherub guards his seat, No double naming sword 3 The peaceful gates of heavenlv bliss Are opened by the Son : High let us raise our notes of praise, And reach th' almighty throne. 4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring. Great Advocate on high; And glory to th' eternal King, Who lays his anger by. 155 C. M. Cowper Sufficiency of the Atonement. THERE is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. . 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he. Wash all my sins away. 3 Thou dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power Till all the ransomed Church of God Are saved, to sin no more. 4 Since first, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 350 CHRIST. 6 And when this feeble, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I '11 sing thy power to save. ] 5(3 C. M. Steele Pity and Condescension of Christ. rPHE Saviour ! 0 what endless charms J_ Dwell in that blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads delight around. 2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine In rich effusion flow For guilty rebels, lost in sin, And doomed to endless woe. 8 Th' almighty Former of the skies Stoops to our vile abode ; While angels view with wondering eyes, And hail th' incarnate God. 4 How rich the 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 ! 157 C. M. Watts BEHOLD what pity touched the heart Of God's eternal Son ; Descending from the heavenly court, He left his Father's throne. 351 HYMNS. 2 His living power and dying love Redeemed unhappy man, And raised the ruins of our race T o life and God again. 3 To thee, 0 Lord, our noblest powers We joyfully resign : Blest Jesus, take us for thine own, For we are doubly thine. 158 7s. Pratt's Col Redeeming Love. NOW begin the heavenly theme ; Sing of mercy's healing stream : Ye who Jesus' kindness prove, Sing of his redeeming love. 2 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome all to Jesus' rest : Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 3 He subdued th' infernal powers, His inveterate foes, and ours : These he from their empire drove, Mighty in redeeming love. 4 Hither, then, your tribute bring ; Strike aloud each joyful string: Saints below, and saints above, Join to praise redeeming love. 159 L. M. Watti Christ's unchanging Love the Safety of his Peopli WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 'Tis God that justifies their souls; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 352 CHRIST. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 'Tis Christ who suffered in their stead; And, their salvation to fulfil, Behold him rising from the dead ! 3 He lives ! — he lives, and reigns above, For ever interceding there : Who shall divide us from his love, Or what shall tempt us to despair? 4 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor powers on high, nor powers below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 160 s- M- Watts TO God, the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God, Wisdom with power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs. 23 353 HYMNS. 161 C. M. Watts FIRM as the earth thy gospel stands, My Lord, my hope, my trust : If I am found in Jesus' hands, My soul can ne'er be lost. 2 His honor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep : All whom his heavenly Father gave, His hands securely keep. 3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove His favorites from his breast ; Safe on the bosom of his love Shall they for ever rest. 162 CM. Noel Grateful Remembrance of Christ. IF human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie, If tender thoughts within us burn, To feel a friend is nigh, 2 0 shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To him who died, our fears to quell, And save from death and woe ? 8 While yet in anguish he surveyed Those pangs he would not flee, What love his latest words displayed — " Meet and remember me !" 4 Remember thee — thy death, thy shame, Our sinful hearts to share! 0 memory ! leave no other name But his recorded there ! 354 CHRIST. 1(33 C. M. Watts Godly Sorrow from the Sufferings of Christ. ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? [2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, And bathed in its own blood ; While all exposed to wrath divine The glorious Sufferer stood.] 3 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown, And love beyond degree ! 4 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When God the mighty Maker died For man the creature's sin. 5 Thus might I hide my blushing face While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. 6 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. 164 L. M. THOU Prince of glory, slain for me, Breathing forgiveness in thy prayer That" loving, melting look I see, That bursting sigh, that tender tear. 355 HYMNS. 2 Let me but hear thy dying voice Pronounce forgiveness in my breast, My trembling spirit shall rejoice, And feel the calm of heavenly rest. 3 Lord, thine atoning blood apply, And life or death is sweet to me : In life's last hour, thy presence nigh From fear shall set my spirit free. L(35 C. M. HlGINBOTHAM. AND can mine eyes without a tear A weeping Saviour see ? Shall I not weep his groans to hear Who groaned and died for me ? 2 Blest Jesus, let those tears of thine Subdue each stubborn foe : Come, fill my heart with love divine, And bid my sorrows flow. LOVE, GLORY, AND EXCELLENCE OF CHRIST CELEBRATED. L(36 c- M- Steele Love of Christ celebrated. rpO our Redeemer's glorious name J_ Awake the sacred song ! 0 may his love — immortal flame ! — Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach, What mortal tongue display ? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. tfGG CHRIST. 3 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Saviour died for me!" 4 0 may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. ] 67 S. M. Hammond AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ! Wake, every heart and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name ! 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rising power ; Sing how he intercedes above For us, whose sins he bore. 3 Sing, till we feel our heart Ascending with our tongue ; Sing, till the love of sin depart, And grace inspire our song. 4 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners, sing; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, th' eternal King. 5 Soon shall we hear him say, "Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away To our eternal home. C There shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim, And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 357 HYMNS. 168 C. M. Pratt's Col. AWAKE, awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord ! Let every heart and every tongue Adore th' eternal Word. 2 Then shone almighty power and love In all their glorious forms, When Jesus left his throne above To dwell with sinful worms. 3 To dwell with misery here below The Saviour left the skies, And stooped to wretchedness and woe, That worthless man might rise. I Adoring angels tuned their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture, then, let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. \ 39 8s. & 7s. Pratt's Col. BRIGHTNESS of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, each tongue, such guilty silence; Praise the Lord, who came to die. 2 Hosts of angels sang thy coming, Watchful shepherds learned their lays.* Shame would cover us, ungrateful, Should our tongues refuse their praise- 3 From the highest throne in glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives ! — Flow, our praise — for ever flow 1 358 CHRIST. 4 Re'ascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; Yet return, and reign for ever ; Be the kingdom all thine own ! 170 C. M. Pratt's Col COME, Holy Ghost ! inspire our songs With thine immortal flame ; Enlarge our hearts, unloose our tongues, To praise the Saviour's name. 2 How great the riches of his grace ! He left his throne above, And swift to save our ruined race He flew on wings of love. 3 Now pardon, life, and joys divine In rich abundance flow For guilty rebels, dead in sin, And doomed to endless woe. 4 Th' almighty Former of the skies Stooped to our low abode, While angels viewed with wondering eyes, And hailed th' incarnate God. 5 Renew our souls with heavenly strength, That we may fully prove The height, and depth, and breadth, and length Of such transcendent love. 17TL ^. M. Shirle? Worthy the Lamb. WORTHY the Lamb of boundless sway, In earth or heaven the Lord of all ; Let all the powers of earth obey, And low before his footstool fall. 359 HYMNS. 2 Higher, still higher, swell the strain ; Creation's voice, the note prolong : Jesus, the Lamb, shall ever reign — Let hallelujahs crown the son**. 172 6s. & 4s. Kbeh 9 Coi GLORY to God on high ! Let heaven and earth reply, " Praise ye his name !" Angels, his love adore Who all our sorrows bore ; Saints, sing for evermore, "Worthy the Lamb!" 2 Ye who surround the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name : Ye who have felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound through the earth abroad, "Worthy the Lamb!" 3 Join, all the ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless : Praise ye his name. In him we will rejoice, Making a cheerful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, "Worthy the Lamb!" 4 Soon must we change our place, Yet will we never cease Praising his name: Still will we tribute bring ; Hail him our gracious King, And through all ages sing, "Worthy the Lamb!" 360 CHRIST. 173 6s. & 4s. Pratt's Col COME, all ye saints of God, Wide through the earth abroad Spread Jesus' fame : Tell what his love has done ; Trust in his name alone ; Shout to his lofty throne, " Worthy the Lamb!" 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ! Dry up your mournful tears ; Swell the glad theme : Praise ye our gracious King, Strike each melodious string, Join heart and voice to sing, " Worthy the Lamb !" 3 Hark, how the choirs above, Filled with the Saviour's love, Dwell on his name ! There, too, may we be found, With light and glory crowned, W7hile all the heavens resound, "Worthy the Lamb!" 174 C. M. Watts COME, 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 lips reply, " For he was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; 361 HYMNS. And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thy endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 175 L. M. Watts. WHAT equal honors shall we bring To thee, 0 Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy name ! 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, The Prince of Peace, who groaned and died, Worthy to rise, and live, and reign At his almighty Father's side. 3 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men : Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say. Amen. \*f 6 C. M. Montgomery. Excellency of Christ. INFINITE excellence is thine, Thou glorious Prince of grace ! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners from earth's remotest end Come bending at thy feet ; 362 CHRIST. To thee their prayers and songs ascend, In thee their wishes meet. 3 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store ; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. 4 Thou art their triumph and their joy ; They find their all in thee ; Thy glories will their tongues employ Through all eternity. 177 C. P. M. Medley 0 COULD I speak the matchless worth, 0, could I sound the glories forth Which in my Saviour shine ! 1 *d soar, and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel, while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin and wrath divine : I 'd sing his glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect, heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine. 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne : In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come WThen my dear Lord will bring me homo, And I shall see his face : Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend. A. blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. 363 . HYMNS. 178 L- M- Doddridge. WHEN at this distance, Lord, we trace The various glories of thy face, What transport pours o'er all our breast, And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 2 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy ! Raptures divine my thoughts employ: I see the King of glory shine ; I feel his love, and call him mine. 3 Yet still, 0 Lord, my waiting eyes To nobler visions long to rise : That grand assembly would I join. Where all thy saints around thee shine. 179 C. M. Mrs. Steele. Supreme Love to Christ. YE earthly vanities, depart; For ever hence remove : Jesus alone deserves my heart, And every thought of love. 2 His heart, where love and pity dwelt In all their softest forms, Sustained the heavy load of guilt For lost, rebellious worms. 3 Can I my bleeding Saviour view, And yet ungrateful prove ; And pierce his wounded heart anew, And grieve his injured love ? 4 Dear Lord, forbid ! 0, bind this heart, This roving heart of mine, So firm that it may ne'er depart, In chains of love divine. 304 F CHRIST. ]80 C- M. DODDRIDGB. 0 not I love thee, 0 my Lord ? Behold my heart, and see ; And turn each cursed idol out That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy When Jesus cannot move. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear ? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear ? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed ? Hast thou a foe before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord. But 0, I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. L81 C. M* HlGINBOTHAM. BLEST Jesus, when my soaring thoughts O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost, In wonder, joy, and love ! 2 Not softest strains can charm my ears Like thy beloved name ; Nor aught beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame. ft 3 Where'er I look, my wondering eyes Unnumbered blessings see ; 365 HYMNS. But what is life, with all its bliss, If once compared with thee ? 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? Search, Lord ; for thou canst tell If aught can raise my passions thus, Or please my soul so well. 5 No, thou art precious to my heart, My poil ion and my joy : For ever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. |_82 C. M. .Doddridge Christ precious. JESUS, I love thy charming name; • 'Tis music to my ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Whate'er my noblest powers can wish In thee doth richly meet ; Not to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 3 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there, The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 4 I '11 speak the honors of thy name With my last laboring breath ; Then, speechless, clasp thee in mine arms. And trust thy love in death. 183 C. M. Steelb TIIOIF lovely source of true delight, Whom I unseen adore, Unveil thy beauties to my sight, That I may love thee more. 3G6 CHRIST. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines ; But in thy sacred word 1 read, in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, And sins and sorrows rise, Thy love with cheering beams of hope My fainting heart supplies. 4 But, ah ! too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between, And I again complain. 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light, 0 come with blissful ray ; Break through the gloomy shades of night, And chase my fears away. 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love ; Then shall I see thy glorious face In endless joy above. 184 C. M. Cennick. rPHOU blest Redeemer, dying Lamb, 1 We love to hear of thee : No music like thy charming name, Nor balf so dear can be. 2 0 may we ever hear thy voice ! In mercy to us speak ! In thee, 0 Lord, let us rejoice, And thy salvation seek. 3 Jesus shall ever be our theme While in this world we stay : We '11 sing of Jesus' lovely name When all things else decay. 367 HYMNS. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud With all his favored throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be our song. 185 L. M. Coruer JESUS, in whom but thee above Can I repose my trust, my love ? And shall an earthly object be Loved in comparison with thee ? 2 How soon, 0 Lord, will life decay ! How soon this world will pass away ! Ah ! what can mortal friends avail When heart, and strength, and life shall fail? 3 0 then be thou, my Saviour, nigh, And I will triumph while I die : My strength, my portion, is divine, And Jesus is for ever mine ! 186 C. M. Higinbotham Indebtedness to Christ. TO thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, A grateful song I'll raise; 0 let the feeblest of thy flock Attempt to speak thy praise. 2 But how shall mortal tongue express A subject so divine, Do justice to so vast a theme, Or praise a love like thine ? 8 My life, my joy, my hope I owe To this amazing love ; Ten thousand thousand comforts here, And nobler bliss above. 368 CHRIST. 4 To thee my trembling spirit flies, With sin and grief oppressed ; Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, And lulls my cares to rest. 5 Lead on, dear Shepherd ! — led by thee, No evil shall I fear ; Soon shall I reach thy fold above, And praise thee better there. 187 C. M. Mrs. Steele TESUS, to thy celestial light J My dawn of hope I owe ; Once wandering in the shades of night, And lost in helpless woe. 2 Thy gracious hand redeemed the slave, And set the prisoner free : Be all I am, and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee. 3 Here at thy feet I wait thy will, And live upon thy word : 0 give me warmer love and zeal To serve my dearest Lord. 188 C. M. Doddridge. A ND why do our admiring eyes J\_ These gospel glories see ? And whence, doth every heart reply, Salvation sent to me ? 2 And dost thou, Lord, subdue my heart, And show my sins forgiven, And bear thy witness to my part Among the heirs of heaven ? 3 Redeemed by thee, most gracious Lord, We'll sing our Saviour's name; And while the long salvation lasts, Its sovereign power proclaim. 24 369 HYMNS. ^89 L. M. Grioq Not ashamed of Christ. JESUS, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee ? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days ? 2 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No ! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! — yes, I may When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 4 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And 0 may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me ! i" 19 O C. M. Watts. " 'M not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name — His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands; And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands Till the decisive hour. 370 CHRIST. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. 1 91 C. M. Dobell's Col. DEAR Lord, and will thy pardoning love Embrace a wretch so vile ? Wilt thou my load of guilt remove, And bless me with thy smile ? 2 Hast thou the cross for me endured, And suffered all my shame, And shall I be ashamed, 0 Lord, To own thy precious name ? 3 No, Lord, I 'm not ashamed of thee, Nor of thy cause on earth : 0 do not be ashamed of me When I resign my breath. 4 Be thou my shield, be thou my sun; 0 guide me all my days, And let my feet with joy still run In thy delightful ways. 192 C. M. Mrs. Steele. The Ingratitude of rejecting Christ. A ND will the Lord thus condescend j_X To visit sinful worms ? Thus at the door shall mercy stand In all her winning forms ? 2 Surprising grace ! — and shall my heart Unmoved and cold remain? Has it no soft, no tender part ? Must mercy plead in vain ? 371 HYMNS. 3 Shall Jesus for admission sue, His charming voice unheard? And shall my heart, his rightful due, Remain for ever barred ? 4 Dear Lord, exert thy conquering grace; Thy mighty power display : One beam of glory from thy face Can melt my sin away. 193 L. M. Pratt's Col. 0 STUBBORN hearts, that could withstand The efforts of a Saviour's hand ! 0 gracious Saviour, who wouldst bleed, When words and tears could not succeed ! 2 Dear Lord, in me thy power exert ; Subdue my proud, unfeeling heart; Then through the earth in mercy reign, And reap the fruit of all thy pain. CHRIST IN VARIOUS RELATIONS. ]94 7S. TOPLAD*. Christ the Rock of Ages. ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee : Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Not. the labor of my hands Can fulfil the law's demands: 372 CHRIST. Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress, Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Vile, I to the fountain fly : Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my heart-strings break in death ; When I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment-throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. 195 L..M. Steels Christ the Physician of the Soul. DEEP are the wounds which sin has made: Where shall the sinner find a cure ? In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; The work exceeds her utmost power. 2 But can no sovereign balm be found? And is no kind physician nigh, To ease the pain and heal the wound Ere life and hope for ever fly ? 5 Yes, there's a great Physician near: Look up, my fainting soul, and live i ^ee, in his heavenly smiles appear Such help as nature cannot give ! 4 See, in the Saviour's dying-blood, Life, health, and bliss abundant flow : 'Tis only that dear sacred flood Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 373 HYMNS. 190 L. M. Scott. WHY droops my soul, with grief oppressed ? Whence these wild tumults in my breast? Is there no balm to heal my wound? Nc kind physician to be found ? 2 Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes: Behold, the Prince of glory dies ! He dies extended on the tree, And sheds a sovereign balm for thee. 3 Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie, Here to receive a cure, or die ; But grace forbids that painful fear — Almighty grace, which triumphs here. 4 Thou wilt withdraw the poisoned dart, Bind up and heal the wounded heart; With blooming health my face adorn, And change the gloomy night to morn. 5 Exult, my soul, with holy joy; Hosannas be thy blest employ, Salvation thine eternal theme, And swell the song with Jesus' name. X97 S. M. J. Wesley. Christ the Sun of Righteousness. WE lift our hearts to thee, Thou Day-star from on high : The sun itself is but thy shade, Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 0 let thy rising beams Dispel the shades of night; And let the glories of thy love Come like the morning light. 874 CHRIST. 3 How beauteous nature now! How dark and sad before ! With joy we view the pleasing change, And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors past, And live this short revolving day As if it were our last. 198 7s. C. WEfcflfiY. CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night : Day-spring from on high, be near ; Day-star, in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If thy light is hid from me ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see ; Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine ; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, radiant Sun divine ; Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 199 8s. & 7s. Pratt's Col Christ the Light of the World. LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Rise on us, thyself revealing, Rise, and chase the clouds beneath. 375 HYMNS. 2 Thou, of life and light Creator, In our deepest darkness rise ; Scatter all the night of nature, Pour the day upon our eyes. 3 Still we wait for thine appearing ; Life and joy thy beams impart; Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every meek and contrite heart. 4 Save us, in thy great compassion, 0 thou Prince of peace and love ! Give the knowledge of salvation, Fix our hearts on things above. 5 By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release ; Every weary, wandering spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. ^00 c- M- Stennett Chief among ten thousand. MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men : Fairer is he than all the fair Who fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. 370 CHRIST. Q01 7s- c- Wesley Jesus the Refuge. JESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, 0 my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past : Safe into the haven guide ; 0 receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on thee : Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me : All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin : Let the healing streams 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. 202 C. M. C. Wesley Rejoicing in Christ. OFOR a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace I 377 HYMNS. 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. 3 JESUS, the name that calms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean — His blood availed for me. 5 Let us obey, we then shall know, Shall feel our sins forgiven ; Anticipate our heaven below, And own that love is heaven. 303 £. M. Christ the living Bread. JESUS, thou art the living bread By which our needy souls are fed : In thee alone thy children find Enough to fill the empty mind. 2 Without this bread I starve and die ; No other can my need supply ; But this will suit my wretched case, Abroad, at home, in every place. 3 'Tis this relieves the hungry poor Who ask for bread at mercy's door : This living food descends from heaven, As manna to the Jews was given. 4 This precious food my heart revives : What strength, what nourishment it gives ! 0 let me evermore be fed With this divine, celestial bread ! 378 CHRIST. £04 S- M. HoSKINS. BEHOLD the gift of God! Sinners, adore his name Who shed for us his precious blood. Who bore our curse and shame. 2 Behold the living bread Which Jesus came to give, By dying in the sinner's stead, That he might ever live. 3 The Lord delights to give ; He knows you've naught to buy: To Jesus haste, this bread receive, And you shall never die. 205 CL M. Epis. Col. Christ the Way, Truth, and Life. THOU art the way : to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the truth : thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the life : the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ? And those who put their trust in thee, Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the way, the truth, the life . Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. 379 HYMNS. 206 S. M. C. Wesley. JESUS, my truth, my way. My sure, unerring light, On thee my feeble steps I stay, Which thou wilt lead aright. 2 My wisdom and my guide, My counsellor thou art : 0 never let me leave thy side, Nor from thy paths depart ! 207 L- M- Cenniok Christ the Way. JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon : His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not : My grief and burden long have been, Because I was not saved from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more, Till late I heard my Saviour say, 4 c Come hither, soul, I am the way." 5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am : Nothing but sin have I to give, Nothing but love shall I receive H80 CHRIST. 6 Then will I tell to sinners round What a dear Saviour I have found ; Ifll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God!" 208 L- M- Watts. Christ the Redeemer and Judge. NOW to the Lord, who makes us know The wonders of his dying-love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his precious blood ; 'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our eternal King, Be everlasting power confessed ; Let every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move : Though with our sins we pierced him once, Now he displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord, nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long delay. 209 L- M- Watts The Church rejoicing in her King. JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring: Accept the well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 381 HYMNS. 2 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; Like that blest hour when from above We first received thy pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay; Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comforts sink, nor love grow cold 4 Let every moment, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing thy name, And taste the supper of the Lamb. 210 C. M. Hoskins The Lamb of God. SINNERS, behold the Lamb of God, Who takes away our guilt : Look to the precious, priceless blood That Jews and Gentiles spilt. 2 From heaven he came to seek and save. Leaving his blest abode ; To ransom us himself he gave: " Behold the Lamb of God !" 3 He came to take the sinner's place, And shed his precious blood : Let Adam's guilty, ruined race "Behold the Lamb. of God!" ■ 4 Sinners, to Jesus then draw near, Invited by his word ; The chief of sinners need not fear: " Behold the Lamb of God !" 6 Backsliders too the Saviour calls, And washes in his blood: 382 CHRIST. Arise, return from grievous falls : " Behold the Lamb of God !" 6 Spirit of grace, to us apply Immanuel's precious blood ; That we may, with thy saints on high, " Behold the Lamb of God." 211 L. M. Pratt's Col Hosanna to the Son of David. TTyHAT are those soul-reviving strains VV Which echo thus from Salem's plains ? What anthems loud, and louder still, So sweetly sound from Zion's hill? 2 Lo ! 't is an infant chorus sings Hosanna to the King of kings : The Saviour comes ! and babes proclaim Salvation, sent in Jesus' name. 3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, For we will join this song of praise : Still Israel's children forward press To hail the Lord their righteousness. 4 Messiah's name shall joy impart Alike to Jew and Gentile heart: He bled for us, he bled for you, And we will sing hosanna too. 5 Proclaim hosannas loud and clear : See David's Son and Lord appear : All praise on earth to him be given, And glory shout through highest heaven ! 312 8s. & 7s. Newton. Christ a Friend. o NE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend : 383 HYMNS. His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end. Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood t But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God. 2 When he lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. 0 for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love : We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above. Wfj* (toss. Q13 8s. & 7s. Robinso* Rejoicing before the Cross. SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Truly blessed is this station, Low before his cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Beaming in his gracious eye. 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I '11 bathe ; Constant still, in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 384 THE CROSS. 4 May I still enjoy this feeling, Still to my Redeemer go ; Prove his wounds each day more healing, And himself more truly know. Q14 C. M. Watt* Christ and his Cross our Theme. CHRIST and his cross are all our theme . The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, And folly to the Greek. 2 But souls enlightened from above With joy receive the word ; They see what wisdom, power, and love Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores their fainting breath ; But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair, and death. 4 Till God diffuse his graces down, Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Apollos sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. QX5 L. M- Pratt's Col, The World crucified to us by the Cross. HOW great the wonders of that cross Where our Redeemer bled and died I Its noblest life our spirit draws From his deep wounds and pierced side* 2 It cost him death to save our lives ; To buy our souls, it cost his own ; 25 385 HYMNS. And all the heavenly joys he gives Were bought with agonies unknown. 8 Let sin's delights be all forgot; And earth grow less in our esteem : The love of Christ fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on him ! 4 I would for ever speak his name In sounds to mortal ears unknown; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 216 L. M. Watts "TT7HEN I survey the wondrous cross \ V 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 God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such ldve and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 217 L. M. Pratt's Ccl Faith contemplating Chi-'st's Sufferings. OW let our faith grow strong, and rise, And view our Lord in all his love ; 386 F THE HOLY SPIRIT. Look back to hear his dying cries, Then mount, and see his throne above- 2 See where he languished on the cross ! Beneath our sins he groaned and died : See where he sits to plead our cause, By his almighty Father's side ! 3 How shall we, pardoned rebels, show How much we love our Saviour God ? Lord, here we 'd banish every foe — We hate the sins which cost thy blood. 218 C. M. Pratt's Col PREPARE us, Lord, to view thy cross, Who all our griefs hast borne ; To look on thee, whom we have pierced— To look on thee, and mourn. 2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice ; And as thy cross we see, Let each exclaim, in faith and hope, " The Saviour died for me !" ®fa ?Hol2 Spirit 219 ^- M. Pratt's Col Descent of the Holy Spirit. BLEST day, when our ascended Lord Fulfilled his own prophetic word ; Sent down his Spirit, to inspxre His saints, baptized with holy fire. 387 HYMNS. 2 While by his power these signs were wrought. While divers tongues his wisdom taught, His love one only subject gave — That Jesus died the world to save ! 3 Sure peace with God ! — the joyful sound Pours wide its sacred influence round; Relenting foes his grace receive, And humbled myriads hear and live. 220 L- M. Watts The Spirit enlightening and renewing. ETERNAL Spirit, we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace : Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thine heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger and our refuge too. 3 Thy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin : Our wild, imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice ; Thy cheering words awake our joys ; Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. 321 S. M. Mont. Col The indwelling Influences of the Spirit. JfTlIS God the Spirit leads JL In paths before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all his own. 388 THE HOLY 8PIRIT. 2 Supported by his grace, We still pursue our way ; And hope at last to reach the prize, Secure in endless day. 3 'Tis he that works to will, 'Tis he that works to do ; Ifis is the power by which we act, His be the glory too. 222 L. M. Beddcme. Teachings of the Spirit. COME, blessed Spirit, source of light, Whose power and grace are unconfined, Dispel the gloomy shades of night, The thicker darkness of the mind. 2 To mine illumined eyes display The glorious truth thy words reveal; Cause me to run the heavenly way, Make me delight to do thy will. 3 Thine inward teachings make me know, The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity of things below, And excellence of things above. 4 While through this dubious maze I stray. Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad ; 0 show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God. 2 33 L- M. The Spirit the Source of Light and Life. FATHER of mercies, God of love, Send down thy Spirit from above ; Let me his sacred influence feel, To quicken, purify, and heal. 389 HYMNS. 2 May he these stubborn lusts subdue, And form my nature all anew ; To thee my grovelling spirit raise, Excite to humble prayer and praise. 3 He is the source of every grace, Of light, ana life, and holiness : By him alone may I be taught, A.nd all my works in him be wrought. 4 0 let thy Holy Spirit come, And make my heart his constant home ; There his abundant grace display, And lead me in a perfect way. 224 C. M. Watts The Holy Spirit in Regeneration. NOT the malicious nor profane, The wanton nor the proud, Nor thieves, nor slanderers, shall obtain The kingdom of our God. 2 Surprising grace ! — and such were we By nature and by sin ; Heirs of immortal misery, Unholy and unclean. 3 But we are washed in Jesus' blood ; We 're pardoned through his name ; And the good Spirit of our God Hath sanctified our frame. 4 0 for a persevering power To keep thy just commands ! We would defile our hearts no more, No more pollute our hands. 390 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 225 CM. Hoskinb SINNERS, this solemn truth regard : Hear, all ye sons of men ; For Christ, the Saviour, hath declared, "Ye must be born again." 2 Whate'er might be your birth or blood. The sinner's boast is vain : Thus saith the glorious Son of God5 " Ye must be born again." 3 Our nature 's totally depraved, The heart a sink of sin ; Without a change we can't be saved : "Ye must be born again." 4 Spirit of life, thy grace impart, And breathe on sinners slain ; Bear witness, Lord, in every heart, That we are born again. 5 Dear Saviour, let us now begin To trust and love thy word, And, by forsaking every sin, Prove we are born of God. 326 8, 8&6. AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found, And knew not where to go : O'erwhelmed with sin, with anguish slaio " The sinner must be born again," Or sink to endless woe. 2 Amazed I stood, but could not tell Which way to shun the gates of hell, For death and hell drew near : I strove indeed, but strove in vain ; " The sinner must be born again ' Still sounded in my ear. 391 HYMNS. 3 When to the law I trembling fled, It poured its curses on my head ; I no relief could find : This fearful truth increased my pain ; " The sinner must be born again" O'erwhelmed my tortured mind. 4 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, But guilt lay heavy on my soul, A vast, unwieldy load ; Alas ! I read and saw it plain, " The sinner must be born again," Or drink the wrath of God. 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus conquered death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; Vet, when I found this truth remain, 11 The sinner must be born again," 1 sunk in deep despair. 6 But while I thus in anguish lay, Jesus of Nazareth passed that way, And felt his pity move : The sinner, by his justice slain, " Now by his grace is born again," And sings redeeming love. 227 S. M. Beddomb. Influences of the Spirit implored. COME, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine, And on this poor benighted soul With beams of mercy shine. 2 0 melt this frozen heart ; This stubborn will subdue; Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew. 392 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Mine will the profit be, But thine shall be the praise ; And unto thee will I devote The remnant of my days. 328 S. M. Hart. C10ME, Holy Spirit, come; J Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us all of sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood ; And to our wondering view reveal The mercies of our God. 3 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove ; And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 4 'T is thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole. 5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts ; Our minds from bondage free ; Then shall we know, and praise, and love, The Father, Son, and Thee. Q39 7 s. Reed HOLY GHOST, with light divine, Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn the darkness into day. 2 Let me see my Saviour's face, Let me all his beauties trace : 393 HYMNS. Show those glorious truths to me Which are only known by thee. 3 Holy Ghost, with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine : Long has sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. 4 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 5 Holy Spirit, all divine, Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol throne, Reign supreme, and reign alone. Q30 k. M. Doddridge C^OME, sacred Spirit, from above, J And fill the coldest heart with love : 0 turn to flesh the flinty stone, And let thy sovereign power be known. 2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes Shall floods of contrite sorrow rise ; While all their glowing souls are borne To seek that grace which now they scorn. 3 0 let a holy flock await In crowds around thy temple-gate ; Each pressing on with zeal to be A living sacrifice to thee. 231 C. M. Watts (^OME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, J With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 394 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever lie In this poor dying state, Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 232 L. M. Brown. COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above: Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 To us the light of truth display, And make us know and choose thy way : Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness, the road Which we must take to dwell with God; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from his pastures stray. 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with him for ever blest ; Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share, Fulness of joy for ever there. 395 HYMNS. Q33 C. M. Epis. Col. FATHER, to thee our souls we lift, On thee our hope depends, Convinced that every perfect gift From thee alone descends. 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, And power and wisdom too ; Without the Spirit of thy Son We nothing good can do. 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought ; Our good is all divine ; The praise of every holy thought And righteous word is thine. 4 From thee, through Jesus, we receive The power on thee to call ; In thee, 0 Lord, we move and live ; Our God is all in all. 234. L. M. Burner's Col. C^IOME, Holy Spirit, calm each mind, J And fit us to approach our God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought, And lead us to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to our souls A living spark of holy fire ? 0 kindle now the sacred flame ; Make us to burn with pure desire. 3 Still brighter faith and hope impart, And let us now our Saviour see : 0 soothe and cheer each burdened heart, And bid our spirits rest in thee. 396 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 335 C. M. Doddridge. GREAT Father of each perfect gift, Behold thy servants wait ; With longing eyes and lifted hands We flock around thy gate. 2 0 shed abroad that royal gift, Thy Spirit from above, To bless our eyes with sacred light, And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven ; And bear, with energy divine, Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 236 C. M. Wesley's Col. FATHER of all, in whom alone We live, and move, and breathe, One bright celestial ray send down, And cheer thy sons beneath. 2 While in thy word we search for thee, 0 fill our souls with awe : Thy light impart, that we may see The wonders of thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear ; Now thy revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make thy goodness pass, Which here by faith we know ; Let us in Jesus see thy face, And die to all below. 337 H. M. Pratt's Col. o THOU that hearest prayer, Attend our humble cry ; 397 HYMNS. And let thy servants share Thy blessing from on high : We plead the promise of thy word, Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord. 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry ; If they, with love sincere, Their children's wants supply ; Much more wilt thou thy love display, And answer when thy children pray. 3 Our heavenly Father thou, We children of thy grace ; 0 let thy Spirit now Descend and fill the place ; So shall we feel the heavenly name, And all unite to praise thy name. 338 8s- & 7s. Builder's Col. HOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of nature's night : Come, thou source of joy and gladness, Breathe thy life and spread thy light. 2 Author of our new creation, Bid us all thine influence prove; Make our souls thy habitation ; Shed abroad the Saviour's love. Q39 7s. Burder's Col t^OME, divine and peaceful Guest, ) Enter each devoted breast : Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire. Kindle there the gospel lire. 2 Bid our sin and sorrow cease ; Fill us with thy heavenly peace; Joy divine we then shall prove, Light of truth and fire of love. 398 THE HOLY SPIRIT 24-0 7s. Stocked GRACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove ; Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me ; Set the burdened sinner free ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart ; Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast. Earnest of immortal rest. 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine ; Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 24=1 L- M. Mas Steeie. (^ RE AT God, and shall thy Spirit rest X In such a wretched heart as mine ? Unworthy dwelling ! glorious Guest ! How great the favor ! how divine ! 2 When sin prevails and gloomy fear, And hope almost expires in night, Lord, can thy Spirit then be here, Great spring of comfort, life, and light ? 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh : 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; Else would my hope for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 4 And when my cheerful hope can say, " I love my God, and taste his grace," 399 HYMNS. Lord, is it not thy blissful ray Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 5 Let thy good Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, 0 God of love ; And light and heavenly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. Q42 L. M. Steele THE Holy Spirit sure is nigh : 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; Else would my hope for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 When some kind promise glads my soul, Do I not find his healing voice The tempest of my fears control, And bid my drooping powers rejoice? 3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires, Can it be less than power divine Which animates these strong desires ? 4 What less than thy almighty word Can raise my heart from earth and dust, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust ? 243 S. M. Pratt's Col BLEST Comforter divine, Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine. And guide our souls above. 2 Draw, with thy still small voice, Us from each sinful way ; And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay. 400 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 By thine inspiring breath Make every cloud of care, And e'en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 0 fill thou every heart With love to all our race : Great Comforter, to us impart These blessings of thy grace. Q44 L. M. Pratt's Col BREATHE, Holy Spirit, from above, Until our hearts with fervor glow : 0 kindle there a Saviour's love, True sympathy with human woe. 2 Bid our conflicting passions cease, And terror from each conscience flee ; 0 speak to every bosom peace, Unknown to all who know not thee. 3 Give us to taste thy heavenly joy; Our hopes to brightest glory raise ; Guide us to bliss without alloy, And tune our hearts to endless praise. Q45 C. M. Watts WHY should the children of a King Go mourning all their days ? Great Comforter, descend, and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal them heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In my Redeemer's blood; 26 401 HYMNS. 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. 2 46 C. M. Pratt's Col ETERNAL Spirit, God of truth, Our contrite hearts inspire : Kindle the flame of heavenly love, And feed the pure desire. 2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppressed : 'Tis thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest. 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be ; That we with humble, holy heart, May worship only thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear That we are sons of God ; Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell. Through Christ's atoning blood. Q47 L. M. W -.t-* THE Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flies from the realms of noise and s Why should we vex and grieve his love Who seals our souls to heavenly life ? 2 Tender and kind be all our thoughts : Through all our lives let mercy run \ So God forgives our numerous faults. Through grace abounding in the Son* 402 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 24:8 k. M. HlGIXBOTHAM SPIRIT of peace, immortal Dove, Here let thy gentle influence reign : Come, fill my soul with heavenly love, And all the graces of thy train. 2 Not all the sweets beneath the sky, Nor corn, nor oil, nor richest wine, Could raise my tuneful song so high, Or yield me pleasures so divine. 3 Blest with thy presence, I could meet Death, though in all his terrors dressed; Nor, while I taste a joy so sweet, One fear disturb my peaceful breast. 949 L- M. pOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Guest, \J And make thy mansion in my breast; Dispel my doubts, my fears control, And heal the anguish of my soul. 2 Come, make thy constant dwelling here ; Fill me with hope, dispel my fear ; Still let thy presence cheer my heart, Nor sin compel thee to depart. 3 Thou God of love and peace divine, 0 make thy light within me shine ; Forgive my sins, my guilt remove, And send the tokens of thy love. 250 L- M. C. Wesley. Grieved Spirit besought. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done thee such despite ; Cast not the sinner quite away, Ncr take thine everlasting flight 403 HYMNS. 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace received, Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 3 Yet, 0, the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High-Priest; Nor in thy righteous anger swear T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, E'en now, 0 Lord, relieve my woes ; Into thy rest of love receive, And bless me with a calm repose. 5 E'en now my weary soul release, And raise me by thy gracious hand ; Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. 251 L. M. Scon Prayer for the Return of the Spirit. OLORD, and shall our fainting souls Thy just displeasure ever mourn ? Thy Spirit, grieved, and long withdrawn, Will he no more to us return ? 2 Great Source of light and peace, return, Nor let us mourn and sigh in vain ; Come, repossess these longing hearts With all the graces of thy train. 3 This temple, hallowed by thine hand, Once, more be with thy presence blest. Here be thy grace anew displayed, Be this thine everlasting rest. 404 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 35Q L. M. Mrs. Steelb. LORD, in the temples of thy grace Thy saints behold thy smiling face; Here have we seen thy glory shine With power and majesty divine. 2 Return, 0 Lord, our spirits cry ; Our graces droop, our comforts die • Return, and let th}r glories rise Again to our admiring eyes ; 3 Till, filled with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise, Till heaven and earth resound thy praise. (iltarmtTCjs att& Invitations of tfje (5osp*L 353 L. M. Watts Th.p broad and narrow Ways, BROAD 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 heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul, that :;ros and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 405 HYMNS. 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. Q54 C. M. Watt* The strait Gate. STRAIT is the way, the door is strait, That leads to joys on high ; 'Tis but a few that find the gate, While crowds mistake and die. 2 Beloved self must be denied, The mind and will renewed, Passion suppressed, and patience tried, And vain desires subdued. 3 [Flesh is a dangerous foe to grace, Where it prevails and rules : Flesh must be humbled, pride abased, Lest they destroy our souls.] 4 [The love of gold be banished hence, That vile idolatry ; And every member, every sense, In sweet subjection lie.] 6 [The tongue, that most unruly power, Requires a strong restraint : We must be watchful every hour, And pray, but never faint.] 6 Lord, can a feeble, helpless worm Fulfil a task so hard? Thy grace must all the work perform, And give the free reward. 406 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. Q55 S. M. Pratt's Col. The Way of Sin not the Way to Heaven. CAN sinners hope for heaven, Who love this world so well, Or dream of future happiness While on the road to hell ? 2 Can sin's deceitful way Conduct to Zion's hill, Or those expect with God to reign Who disregard his will ? 3 Shall they hosannas sing With an unhallowed tongue ? Shall palms adorn the guilty hand Which does its neighbor wrong ? 4 Thy grace, 0 God, alone Good hopes can e'er afford: The pardoned and renewed shall see The glory of the Lord. 256 L- M- Pratt's Col Danger of rejecting Christ. HARK ! from the cross a voice of peace Bids Sinai's awful thunder cease : Sinner, that voice of love obey, From Christ, the true, the living way. 2 How else his presence wilt thou bear, When he in judgment shall appear, When slighted love to wrath shall turn, And all the earth like Sinai burn ? 3 Now from the cross a voice of peace Bids Sinai's awful thunder cease : 0 sinner, while 'tis called to-day, That voice of saving love obey. 407 HYMNS. 257 L. M. Pratt's Col. One Thing needful. TT7HY will ye waste on trifling cares V V That life which God's compassion spares, While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot? 2 Shall God invite you from above, Shall Jesus urge his dying-love, Shall troubled conscience give you pain, And all these pleas be urged in vain ? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue: Not so will heaven and hell appear When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God, thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart: Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which thy compassion spares. 258 8, 7 & 4. Reed The Sinner invited and threatened. HEx\R, 0 sinner ! mercy hails you ; Now with sweetest voice she calls ; Bids you haste to seek the Saviour Ere the hand of justice falls: Hear, 0 sinner! 'Tis the voice of mercy calls. 2 See the storm of vengeance gathering O'er the path you dare to tread; Hark! the awful thunders rolling Loud and louder o'er your head : Turn. 0 sinner, Lest the lightnings strike you dead. 408 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS 3 Haste, 0 sinner, to the Saviouu: Seek his mercy while you may: Soon the day of grace is over ; Soon your life will pass away : Haste, 0 sinner ! STou must perish if you stay. ►59 8, 7 & 4. LlTTLETOK SINNERS, will you scorn the message Sent in mercy from above ? Every sentence, 0 how tender! Every line is full of love : Listen to it — Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel News from Zion's King proclaim, "Pardon to each rebel sinner — Free forgiveness in his name." How important ! "Free forgiveness in his name!" 3 Tempted' souls, they bring you succor; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; And with news of consolation Chase away the falling tears : Tender heralds ! Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, grovelling worldlings Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford : We entreat you, Take the warnings they afford, 5 Who hath our report believed ? Who received the joyful word? 409 HYMNS. Who embraced the news of pardon Offered to you by the Lord ? Can you slight it ? — Offered to you by the Lord ! 6 0, ye angels, hovering round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way; Haste ye to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay : Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey. w 260 ' s- M- Village Hymns. "Y son, know thou the Lord, Thy fathers' God obey; Seek his protecting care by night, His guardian hand by day. 2 Call while he may be found ; 0 seek him while he 's near ; Serve him with all thy heart and mind, And worship him with fear. 3 If thou wilt seek his face, His ear will hear thy cry; Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, His grace for ever nigh. 4 But if thou leave thy God, Nor choose the path to heaven, Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, And never be forgiven. 961 7s. Epis Col. SINNER, rouse thee from thy sleep ; Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; Raise thy spirit, dark and dead; Jesus waits his light to shed. 410 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 2 Wake from sleep, arise from death ; See the bright and living path : Watchful tread that path : be wise ; Leave thy folly, seek the skies. 3 Leave thy folly, cease from crime From this hour redeem thy time ; Life secure, without delay : Evil is thy mortal day. 4 0, then, rouse thee from thy sleep , Wake, and o'er thy folly weep : Jesus calls from death and night, Jesus waits to shed his light. 262 7s. T. Scoit "Escape for thy Life." HASTEN, sinner, to be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sub ■ Wisdom, if thou still despise, Harder is she 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 the curse should thee arrest Ere the morrow is begun. 263 C. M. Watts The Gospel Trumpet. LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; 411 HYMNS The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! .ill ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill tli' immortal mind ; 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams And pine away and die ; Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. • 6 Theliappy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day: Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 264 S. M. Pratt's Col "VTE trembling captives, hear! X The gospel trumpet sounds : No music more can charm the car, Or heal your heartfelt wounds. 2 'Tis not the trump of war, Nor Sinai's awful roar : Salvation's news it spreads afar, And vengeance is no more. 3 Forgiveness, love, and peace, Glad heaven aloud proclaims; 4112 • WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. And earth the Jubilee's release With eager rapture claims. 4 Far, far to distant lands The saving news shall spread, And Jesus a... his willing bands In glorious triumph lead. 265 8s. & 4s. Reed's Col HARK, hark ! the gospel trumpet sounds ; Through earth and heaven the echo Pardon and peace by Jesus' blood ! [bounds ; Sinners are reconciled to God By grace divine ! 2 Come, sinners, hear the joyful news, Nor longer dare the grace refuse : Mercy and justice here combine ; Goodness and truth harmonious join T' invite you near. 3 Ye saints in glory, strike the lyre ; Ye mortals, catch the sacred fire ; Let both the Saviour's love proclaim : For ever worthy is the Lamb * Of endless praise. 266 L- M. Watts Christ's Invitation to Sinners. /^OME hither, all ye weary souls ; \J Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 " They shall find rest who learn of me: I'm of a meek and lowly mind; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 413 HYMNS. 3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight : My yoke is easy to the neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thy will. 267 C. M. Mrs. Steels THE Saviour calls — let every ear Attend the heavenly sound : Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear; Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, Here streams of bounty flow, And life, and health, and bliss impart, To banish mortal woe. 3 Ye sinners, come; 'tis mercy's voice; That gracious voice obey : 'Tis Jesus calls to heavenly joys ; And can you yet delay ? 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink, and never die. Q68 7s. Pratt's Col. C^OME, said Jesus' sacred voice, J Come, and make my paths your choice: T will guide you to your home — Weary pilgrims, hither come. 414 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 2 Hither come; for here is found Balm for every bleeding wound ; Peace, which ever shall endure ; Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 269 C. M. Pratt's Ccn Invitation to the Heavy-laden. ALL ye who feel distressed for sin, And fear eternal woe, You Christ invites to enter in — This hour to Jesus go. 2 He, by his own almighty word, Will all your fears remove ; For every wound his precious blood ' A sovereign balm shall prove. 3 His conquering grace shall set you free From sin's oppressive chains, From Satan's hateful tyranny, And everlasting pains. 4 Come then, ye heavy-laden, come ; His instant help implore : Millions have found a peaceful home — There's room for millions more. Q70 L. M. Mrs. Steel*. CIOME, weary souls, with sin oppressed, J 0 come, accept the promised rest : The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away, 2 Oppressed with guilt — a painful load — 0 come, and bow before your God : Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 415 HYMNS. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woow ; Here's pardon, life, ancl endless peace: How rich the gift ! how free the grace ! \?71 C. M. FAxrawrt QINNERS, the voice of God regard ; |^ His mercy speaks to-day ; He calls you by his sovereign word From sin's destructive way. 4 2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace ; A thousand stings within your breast Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ? In pain you travail all your days, To reap immortal woe ! 4 But he who turns to God shall live Through his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those who seek his face. 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing every sin ; Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, And learn his will divine. o His love exceeds your highest thought? He pardons like a God : He will forgive your numerous faults Through our Redeemer's blood. 272 S. M. Epis. Col, o CEASE, my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam: 416 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. All this wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. 2 Behold the ark of God ; Behold the open door : 0 haste to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more, 3 There safe thou shalt abide ; There sweet shall be thy rest ; And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. Q73 8, 7 & 4. Hart Come and welcome. /^OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, \J 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 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you : 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Lost and ruined by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all: Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 4 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies : 27 . 417 HYMNS. On the bloody tree behold him; Hear him cry, before he dies, "It is finished!" Sinner, will not this suffice ? 6 Lo ! the incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merits of his blood : Venture on him, venture wholly ; Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels, joined in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name : Hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same. 274 C. M. E. Jones Come to Jesus. (10ME, humble sinner, in whose breast J A thousand thoughts revolve — Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed. And make this last resolve : 2 I '11 go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose : I know his courts ; I '11 enter in, Whatever may oppose. & Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess; I'll tell him I 'm a wretch undone Without his sovereign grace. 4 I'll to the gracious King approach Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 418 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. Perhaps he may command my touch, And then the suppliant lives. 5 Perhaps he may admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 6 I can but perish if I go ; I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die. 275 12s. Thoknbt. Free Grace. THE voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain :" For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain : For sin and uncleanness, and every transgres- sion, His blood flows so freely in streams of salva- tion. Chorus. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon : We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. I Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair : Now he calls you in mercy ; and can you for- bear ? Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them — it flows from the fountain. 419 HYMNS. 3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious ; O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than vic- torious : With shouting proclaim it — 0 trust in his pas- sion : He saves us most freely — 0 precious salva- tion ! 4 Our Jesus his name now proclaims all victo- rious ; He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glo- rious : To Jesus we '11 join with the great congrega- tion, And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation. 5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore ; With harps in our hands, we '11 praise him the more : We '11 range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, And sing of salvation for ever and ever ! 376 S. M. Epis. Col. THE Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, Sinner, come : The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, Come ! 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, Come ! Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the fountain, come. 3 Yes, whosoever will, 0 let him freely come, 420 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. And freely drink the stream of life: 'T is Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, Declares, I quickly come : Lord, even so ! we wait thy hour: 0 blest Redeemer, come. 377 C. M. Luth. Col. OWHAT amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found ! Suited to every sinner's case Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls Are freely welcome here : Salvation like a river rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. 3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds* Your every burden bring : Here love, unchanging love abounds, A deep, celestial spring. 4 Whoever will — 0 gracious word ! — Shall of this stream partake : Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake. 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace ; Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. 978 C. M. Steele. The Gospel Feast. YTE wretched, hungry, starving poor, X Behold a royal feast, 421 IIYMNS. Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 There Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls — he bids you come : Though guilt restrains and fear alarms, Behold, there yet is room. 3 0 come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love ; While hope expects the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 4 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In songs on earth Unknown. 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come : Ye longing souls, the grace adore, And enter while there 's room. 379 L. M. 6l. The Gospel adapted to give Peace and Rest. PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the notes of woe; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow: Behold, the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed, Unburthen here thy weighty load; Here find thy refuge and thy rest, And trust the mercy of thy God: Thy God 's thy Saviour — glorious word ! For ever love and praise the Lord. 422 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 280 L- M- J- Wesley Sinners invited to living Waters. HO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh ; 'T is God invites the fallen race : Mercy and free salvation buy ; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come : Sinners, obey your Maker's call : Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find his grace is free to all. Q81 L. M. Doddridge. The River of Life. GREAT Source of being and of love, Thou waterest all the worlds above ; And all the joys which mortals know, From thine exhaustless fountain flow. 2 A sacred spring, at thy command, From Sion's mount, in Canaan's land, Beside thy temple cleaves the ground, And pours its limpid stream around. 3 This gentle stream, with sudden force, Swells to a river in its course ; Through desert realms its windings play, And scatter blessings all the way. 4 Close by its banks, in order fair, The blooming trees of life appear ; Their blossoms fragrant odors give, And on their fruit the nations live. 5 Flow, wondrous stream, with glory crowned, Flow on to earth's remotest bound; And bear us, on thy gentle wave, To him who all thy virtues gave. 423 HYMNS. 282 S. M. DOBELL Now the accepted Time. 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 every promise in his word Declares there yet is room. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And feast them with thy love ; Then will the angels swiftly fly To bear the news above. 283 S. M. Pratt's Col. ALL yesterday is gone ! To-morrow's not our own: 0 sinner, come without delay To bow before the throne. 2 0 hear his voice to-day, And harden not your heart : To-morrow, with a frown, he may Pronounce the word Depart ! 284 C- M- Watti. Pardon and Sanctification offered. IN vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind ; 424 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. The choicest blessings earth can yield Will starve a hungry mind. 2 Our God will every want supply, And fill our hearts with peace: He gives by covenant and by oath The riches of his grace. 3 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souis, And wash away our stains In that clear fountain which his Son Poured from his dying veins. 4 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell, And deep engrave his law, And every motion of our souls To swift obedience draw. 5 Thus will he pour salvation down, And we shall render praise ; We the dear people of his love, And he our God of grace. 285 C. M. Pratt's Col. God's gracious Call to Sinners. LET us adore the grace that seeks To draw our hearts above ; For, lo ! the great Jehovah speaks, And every word is love. 2 Lord, help us now to seek thy face By Christ, the living way ; And praise thee for this hour of grace Through an eternal day. 286 C. M. CoLLYua Invitation to Sinners, RETURN, 0 wanderer, to thy home; Thy Father calls for thee : 425 HYMNS. No longer now an exile roam In guilt and misery. 2 Return, 0 wanderer, to thy home ; 'Tis Jesus calls for thee: The Spirit and the#Bride say, Come: 0 now for refuge flee. 3 Return, 0 wanderer, to thy Jiome ; 'Tis madness to delay : There are no pardons in the tomb, And brief is mercy's day. 387 L- M. COLLYER Invitation to Wanderers. T)ETURN, 0 wanderer, return, JLV/ And seek an injured Father's face . Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace* 2 Return, 0 wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart : His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 3 Return, 0 wanderer, return ; Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live : Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, 0 wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear . 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn ;" 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 388 L- M. Grigq Christ knocking at the Door. BEHOLD a stranger at the door: He gently kuocks, has knocked before ; 426 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. Has waited long, is waiting still : You treat no other friend so ill. 2 0 lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and bleeding hands: 0 matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 But will he prove a friend indeed? He will : the very friend you need — The friend of sinners : yes, 'tis he, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster, sin, And let the heavenly stranger in. 5 Admit him ere his anger burn : His feet, departed, ne'er return: Admit him, or the hour's at hand You'll at his door rejected stand. Q89 L. M Watti Inducements to seek Christ. THUS saith the wisdom of the Lord, Blest is the man that hears my word, Keeps daily watch before my gates, And at my feet for mercy waits. 2 The soul that seeks me shall obtain Immortal wealth and heavenly gain i Immortal life is his reward — Life, and the favor of the Lord. 427 HYMNS. p,90 7s. Pratt's Col. Sinners urged to accept the Invitation, V/TE who in his courts are found, X Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and helpless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes ; View this bleeding sacrifice ; See in him your sins forgiven, Pardon, holiness, and heaven : Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. A' 391 S. M. Hyde. Grieving the Spirit. ND 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 he thy wretched soul shall leave With all thy sins oppressed ? 3 To-day, a pardoning God Will hear the suppliant pray ; To-day, a Saviour's cleansing blood Will wash thy guilt away. 4 But grace so dearly bought If yet thou wilt despise, Thy fearful doom, with vengeance fraught, Will fill thee with surprise. 428 WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 5 Then harden not thy heart Against the Spirit's voice : To Christ submit ; from sin depart ; Make wisdom's ways thy choice. 292 7s. C. Weslk* Expostulation, SINNERS, turn, why will ye die ? God your Maker asks you why : God, who did your being give, Made }tou with himself to live. 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God your Saviour asks you why : He who did your souls retrieve, He who died that ye might live. 3 Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify yoivr Lord again ? Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 4 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God the Spirit asks you why : He who all your lives hath strove, Wooed you to embrace his love ; 5 Will ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? 0 ye dying sinners, why — Why will ye for ever die ? 293 L. M. Watts SINNER, 0 why so thoughtless grown ? Why in such dreadful haste to die X Daring to leap to worlds unknown ! Heedless against thy God to fly ! 429 HYMNS. 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, Urged on by sin's delusive dreams f Madly attempt th' infernal gate, And force thy passage to the flames ? 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains, And hear the Lord of life unfold The glories of his dying pains — For ever telling, yet untold! 294 L. M. Hydb Warnings by the Holy Spirit. SAY, sinner, hath a voice within Oft whispered to thy heedless soul, Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control? 2 Sinner, it was a heavenly voice ; It was the Spirit's gracious call: It bade thee make the happy choice, And take the Saviour for thy all. 3 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind ; The gospel call no longer slight; Obey, and free salvation find. 4 God's Spirit will not always strive With hardened, self-destroying men : They who presume his love to grieve May never hear his voice again. 5 Sinner, perhaps this very day Thy last accepted time may be: 0! shouldst thou grieve him thus away, He never would return to thee. 430 •WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS. 995 7s. Sinners admonished. SINNER, art thou still secure ? Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? Can thy heart or hand endure In the Lord's avenging day? 2 See, his mighty arm is bared ; Awful terrors clothe his brow : For his judgments stand prepared ; Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes ; Earth, affrighted, hastes to flee ; Solid mountains melt like wax : What will then become of thee ? 4 Who his coming may abide? You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide When the world is wrapped in flame ? 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace : Soon we must resign our breath, And our souls be called to pass Through the iron gate of death. 296 C. M. Hart. Sinners warned and invited. T7AIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear: V Repent — thy end is nigh : Death, at the farthest, can't be far: 0 think before thou die. 2 Reflect; thou hast a soul to save: Thy sins, how high they mount ! What are thy hopes be3rond the grave ? How stands that dark account ? 431 HYMNS. 3 Death enters, and there's no defence: His time there's none can tell: He '11 in a moment call thee hence, To heaven or to hell. 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy chiefest care, Shall crawling worms consume ; But, ah ! destruction stops not there : Sin kills beyond the tomb. 5 To-day the gospel calls — to-day : Sinners, it speaks to you : Let every one forsake his way, And mercy will ensue ; 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood. How vile soe'er ye be : Abundant pardon, peace with God, All given entirely free. 97 C. M. Perdition. FAR from the utmost verge of day, Those gloomy regions lie Where flames amid the darkness play, The worm sball never die. 2 The breath of God, his angry breath, Supplies and fans the fire; Then sinners taste the second death, And would, but can't, expire. 3 Conscience, the never-dying worm, With torture gnaws the heart; And woe and wrath in every form Is now the sinner's part. 4 Sad world indeed : ah ! who can beai For ever there to dwell, For ever sinking in despair, Tn all the pains of hell? 432 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. Q98 8s. & 7s. Hell. SINNER, hell is deep and yawning ; Quenchless fires are raging there : Not a beam of hope is dawning On those regions of despair. 2 Like some vast volcanic crater, Burning waves of lava swell, Rage, and toss, and mourn, and labor ! Such, 0 sinner, such is hell. 3 Conscience is the worm undying ; Guilt the everlasting pain ; Love rejected, slighted, plying Fuel to the deathless flame. 4 Chains of darkness, shrieks, and groan* Blasphemies and madness dwell [ings, 'Mid these everlasting burnings ! This, 0 sinner, this is hell ! £99 C. M. W*TT8. Conviction of Sin by the Law. LORD, how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread : 1 was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright; But since the precept came 28 ' 433 HYMNS. With a convincing power and light, I find how vile I am. 8 My guilt appeared but small before, Till terribly I saw How perfect, holy, just, and pure, Was thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load; My sins revived again : I had provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. 5 I'm like a helpless captive, sold Under the power of sin : I cannot do the good I would, Nor keep my conscience clean. 6 My God, I cry with every breath For some kind power to save, To break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. 300 s- M« LuTH- Coi» MY former hopes are fled, My terror now begins : 1 feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall I fly ? I hear the thunder roar : The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. 3 W7hen I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure a friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." 434 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION 4 i see — or think I see — A glimmering from afar ; A beam of day, that shines for me* To save me from despair. 5 Forerunner of the sun, It marks the pilgrim's way: I'll gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day. 301 L. M. Pratt's Col. Impenitence deplored. AMID displays of wrath and love, What stubborn creatures, Lord, are we J No relish for the joys of heaven, No dread of endless misery. 2 With what a base contempt we treat Thy threatenings and thy promises 1 Duty neglect and mercy slight, Nor fear to sin, nor seek to please. 3 Could angels weep, for us they'd mourn : Break, then, these flinty hearts, 0 God! Sure we must melt beneath thy grace, Or feel the terrors of thy rod. ^02 C. M. Pratt's Col Confession. ALMIGHTY Father, God of grace, We all, like sheep astray, In folly from thy paths have turned, Each to his sinful way. 2 Sins of omission and of act Through all our lives abound : 435 HYMNS. Alas ! in thought, and word, and deed, No health in us is found. 3 0 spare us, Lord ! in mercy spare ! Our contrite souls restore, Through him who suffered on the cross, And man's transgressions bore. 4 And grant, 0 Father, for his sake, That we, through all our days, A just and godly life may lead, To thine eternal praise. 303 "s- Raffles Confession of Sin. SOVEREIGN Ruler, Lord of all, Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; Hear, 0 hear my ardent cry ; Frown not, lest I faint and die. 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Chief of sinners I have been ; Oft abused thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace. 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart Pierce this broken, bleeding heart ; Justly might thy angry breath Blast me in eternal death. 4 But with thee may still be found Balm to heal my every wound: Soothe, 0 soothe this troubled breast; Give the weary wanderer rest. 304 L- c m. Confession, and pleading for Pardon* LOOK to thee, 0 Lord, alone, And low beneath thy gracious throne Pour out my ardent prayer: 436 i CONVICTION AND CONFESSION Pardon my sin, my soul reprieve : No hand but thine can now relieve, Or save me from despair. 2 My trembling spirit, filled with awe, Beholds the terrors of thy law, And bows itself in dust : Thou, Lord, art righteous, just, and goovi: My only refuge is thy blood : Thou art my ouly trust. 3 Guilty, before thy bar I plead ; Guilty in thought, in word, and deed ; Wholly defiled by sin : 0 heal the leprosy of soul ! One pardoning word can make me whole, And bid my heart be clean. 305 C. M. Sins acknowledged. GREAT God, before thy mercy-seat, Abased, in dust I fall ; My crimes of complicated guilt Aloud for judgment call. 2 I own my ways to be corrupt, My duties stained with sin : Make thou my broken spirit whole, My burdened conscience clean. 3 Lord, send thy Spirit from above, Implant a holy fear ; And through thine all-abounding grace Bring thy salvation near. 4 On my distressed, benighted soul, 0 cause thy face to shine ; Make me to hear thy pardoning voice, And tell me I am thine.' 437 HYMNS. 306 L- M- Ha** The stony Heart. OFOR a glance of heavenly day To take 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 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, Dear Lord, an adamant would melt ; But I can read each moving line, And nothing move this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, (Amazing thought!) which devils fear; Goodness and wrath in vain combine To stir this stupid heart of mine. 5 But something yet can do the deed, And that dear something much I need : Thy Spirit can from dross refine, And move and melt this heart of mine. 307 C. M. Stennett. The Penitent. PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet, A guilty rebel lies, And upward to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay (lie debt I owe. Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 438 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which thou hast shed, No blood but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord, And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 308 c- M- Stennett. The converted Thief. AS on the cross the Saviour hung, And wept, and bled, and died, He poured salvation on a wretch That languished at his side. 2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame, The penitent confessed ; Then turned his dying eyes to Christ, And thus his prayer addressed : 3 "Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven, Thou spotless Lamb of God, I see thee bathed in sweat and tears, And weltering in thy blood ; 4 " Yet quickly from these scenes of woe In triumph shalt thou rise, Burst through the gloomy shades of death, And shine above the skies. 5 "Amid the glories of that world, Dear Saviour, think on me, And in the victories of thy death Let me a sharer be." 439 HYMNS. 6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears, And instantly replies : " To-day thy parting soul shall be With me in paradise." 309 7s. Deep Contrition. JESUS, save my dying soul, Make the broken spirit whole : Humbled in the dust I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of every grace, Now reveal thy smiling face ; Grant the joy of sin forgiven, Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to thee is known ; Thou art righteous, thou alone : All my help is from thy cross ; All besides I count but loss. 4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; Wilt thou — wilt thou not forgive? Helpless at thy feet I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 310 c. M. View of Christ — its Effects. IN evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight, And stopped my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree In agonies and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me As near his cross I stood. 440 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. 3 Sure never, to my latest breath, Can I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, And plunged me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And helped to nail him there. 5 Alas ! I know not what I did, But now my tears are vain : Where shall my trembling soul be hid ? For I the Lord have slain. 6 A second look he gave, which said, " I freely all forgive : This blood is for thy ransom paid ; I die, that thou may'st live." 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy My spirit now is filled, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I killed ! 311 S. M. C. Wesley Seeking Christ. AH ! whither should I go, Burdened, and sick, and faint ? To whom should I my troubles show, And pour out my complaint ? 2 My Saviour bids me come ; Ah ! why do I delay ? He calls the weary sinner home, And yet from him I stay ! 441 HYMNS. 3 What is it keeps me back From which I will not part, Which will not let the Savio ar take Possession of my heart? 4 Some cursed thing unknown Must surely lurk within ; Some idol which I will not own, Some secret bosom-sin. 5 Jesus, the hindrance show Which I have feared to see ; And let me now consent to know WThat keeps me back from thee. 6 Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying power display ; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. 3X2 C. M. Doddridge. PERPETUAL Source of light and grace, We hail thy sacred name : Through every year's revolving round, Thy goodness is the same. 2 On us, all worthless as we are, Its wondrous mercy pours, As sure as heaven's established course, And plenteous as the showers. 3 Inconstant service we repay, And treacherous vows renew ; As false as morning's scattering cloud, And transient as the dew. 4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn, And loud implore thy grace To bear our feeble footsteps on In all thy righteous ways 442 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. 5 Armed with this energy divine, Our souls shall steadfast move, And with increasing transport press To thy bright courts above. D1 3]_3 L. M. DODDRIDQg ^EAR Jesus, when, when shall it be That I no more shall break with thee! When will this war of passion cease, And I enjoy a lasting peace ? 2 Here I repent, and sin again ; Sometimes revive, sometimes am slain ; Slain with the same malignant dart Which, 0! too often wounds thy heart. 3 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be That I shall find my all in thee, The fulness of thy promise prove, And feast on thine eternal love ? 314 L M. Despair in Self — trust in the Lord. TTTEARY of struggling with my pain, VV Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, At length I give the contest o'er, And seek to free myself no more. 2 From my own works at last I cease: God that creates must seal my peace: Fruitless my toil and vain my care, Unless thy sovereign grace I share. 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal : I see my sin, but do not feel ; Nor shall I till thy Spirit blow, And bid th' obedient waters flow. 413 HYMNS. 4 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give; Thy gifts I only can receive ; Here, then, to thee I all resign — To draw, redeem, and seal is thine. 315 C. M. Gallaurr Anxious Inquiry. MY conscious guilt is now so great, If I attempt to pray, The tempter tells me yet to wait, Or frights my soul away. 2 In painful doubt what course to try, I fear this long delay ; And must I linger here and die, Ashamed to ask the way ? 3 Ye Christian pilgrims, can ye tell A stranger to the road, The way that leads to Zion's hill, To find a pardoning God? 316 G. M. Sense of Sin. THE deep defilement of the heart, 0 how can I endure ? The inner man, in every part, Unholy and impure. 2 How can I look to thy abode, Or how for mercy pray ? 0 lead me to the Lamb of God, And take my guilt away 3 If thou hast shed one beam of heaven On this dark soul of mine, 'Tis by the Holy Spirit given — The glory shall be thine. 444 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. 317 C. M. Newton. Pleading in Prayer. APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer ; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea ; With this I venture nigh : Thou call'st the burdened soul to theft, And such, 0 Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, That, sheltered near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him thou hast died. 5 0 wondrous love ! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead his gracious name ! 6 "Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still; My promised grace receive:" ?Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will. I can, I do believe. 445 HYMNS. Christian (fcrattB. 31 8 C. M. Luth. Col. Prayer for Repentance. OFOR that tenderness of heart Which bows before the Lord ; That owns how just and good thou art, And trembles at thy word ! 2 0 for those humble, contrite tears Which from repentance flow ; That sense of guilt which trembling" fears The long-suspended blow. 3 Saviour, to me in pity give For sin the deep distress, The pledge thou wilt at last receive, And bid me die in peace. 4 0 fill my soul with faith and love, And strength to do thy will ; Raise my desires and hopes above ; Thyself to me reveal. 319 C. M. Watts Repentance in view of Divine Patience, AND are we wretches yet alive! And do we yet rebel ! 'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing. love That bears us up from hell ! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to flames ; And threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feeble frames. 446 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 8 Almighty goodness cries, "Forbear!" And straight the thunder stays ; And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace ? 4 Lord, we have long abused thy love, Too long indulged our sin ; Our aching hearts now bleed to see What rebels we have been. 5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command ; No more will we obey : Stretch out, 0 God, thy conquering hand, And drive thy foes away. 330 0. M. Repentance at the Cross. jrp WAS for my sins my dearest Lord JL Hung on the cursed tree, And groaned away a dying life For thee, my soul, for thee. 2 0 how I hate those lusts of mine That crucified my God; Those sins that pierced and nailed his flesn Fast to the fatal wood ! 3 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; My heart has so decreed ; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 4 Whilst with a melting, broken heart, My murdered Lord I view, I '11 raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers too. 447 HYMNS. 321 S. M. Watts Ingratitude deplored. TS this the kind return, Are these the thanks we owe, Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow ! 2 To what a stubborn frame Has sin reduced our mind ! What strange, rebellious wretches we ! And God as strangely kind ! 3 Turn, turn us, mighty God, And mould our souls afresh : Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of utone, And give us hearts of flesh. 4 Let past ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes ; And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. 32 Q C. M. Stennett. Indwelling Sin lamented. WITH tears of anguish I lament Before thy feet, my God, My passion, pride, and discontent, And vile ingratitude. 2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been; So faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin. 3 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel These struggles in my breast ? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest? 448 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 4 Break, sovereign grace, 0 break the charm, And set the captive free : Reveal, great God, thy mighty arm, And haste to rescue me. J) 2 3 7s. Luth Cot G1 OD of mercy, God of grace, X Hear our sad, repentant song? : 0 restore thy suppliant race, Thou to whom our praise belongs. 2 Deep regret for follies past. Talents wasted, time misspent ;' Hearts debased by worldly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent ] 3 Foolish fears and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain ; Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain ; 4 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame, we own : Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy, God of grace, Hear our sad, repentant songs ; 0 restore thy suppliant race, Thou to whom our praise belongs. 1 824 S. M. Beddom* Sympathy with Christ in his Sorrow for Sinners. DID Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 29 449 HYiMNS. 2 The Son of God in tears Angels with wonder see : Be thou astonished, 0 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. 325 CM. Mrs. Steele. Ashamed of our Sinfulness. DEiVR Saviour, when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet, ashamed, I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid? Ah ! vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares detained — betrayed From Jesus to depart — 3 From Jesus, who alone can give True pleasure, peace, and rest : When absent from my Lord, I live Unsatisfied, unblest. 4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, My wandering soul restores : He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 6 0 ! while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The humble, contrite sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, With pity in thine eye. C) Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek thy face, 450 CHRISTIAN GRACES. And, grateful, own how kind, Low sweet Is thy forgiving grace. 896 7s. Luth. Col, Repentance in view of Christ's Compassion* DEPTH of mercy ! can there be Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God his wrath forbear? Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 2 I have long withstood his grace ; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hear his gracious cails ; Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Yet how great his mercies are ! Me he still delights to spare ; Cries, "How shall I give thee up?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 Jesus, answer from above : Is not all thy nature love ? Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? Lo, I fall before thy feet. 5 Now incline me to repent ; Let me now my fall lament ; Deeply my revolt deplore ; Weep, believe, and sin no more. 827 C. M. Waits Self-righteous Hopes renounced. TTAIN are the hopes the sons of men V On their own works have built; Their hearts by nature all unclean, And all their actions guilt. 451 HYMNS. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouth Without a murmuring word ; Let all the race of man confess Their guilt before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now, Since to convince and to condemn Is all the law can do. 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace ! When in thy name we trust, Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. w 328 L. M. Watts [0 more, my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done ; 1 quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain, I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; 0 may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake. 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne ; But faith can answer thy demands By pleading what my Lord has done 3Q9 L. M. 6 L. COLLYER 1 RATHER of mercies, God of love, 0 hear an humble suppliant's cry : 452 CHRISTIAN GRACES. Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: 0 deign to hear my mournful voice, And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 2 I urge no merits of my own, No worth, to claim thy gracious smile : No, when I bow before thy throne, Dare to converse with God a while, Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea — Dearest and sweetest name to me ! 3 Father of mercies, God of love, Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: One pardoning word can make me whole, And soothe the anguish of my soul. 830 L- M. More AWAKED from sin's delusive sleep, My heavy guilt I feel, and weep : Beneath a weight of woes oppressed, 1 come to thee, my Lord, for rest. 2 Now, from thy throne of bliss above, Shed down a look of heavenly love ; That balm shall sweeten all my pain, And bid my soul rejoice again. 3 By thy divine, transforming power. My ruined nature now restore ; And let my life and temper shine, In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine. 331 S. M. Beddo** Contrition. THOU Lord of all above And all below the sky, 453 HYMNS. Prostrate before thy feet I fall, And for thy mercy cry. 2 Forgive my follies past, The crimes which I have done : 0 bid a contrite sinner live Through thine incarnate Son. 3 Guilt, like a heavy load, Upon my conscience lies : To thee I make my sorrows known, And lift my weeping eyes. 4 The burden which I feel, Thou only canst remove : Do thou display thy pardoning grace And thine unbounded love. 5 One gracious look of thine Will ease my troubled breast : 0 let me know my sins forgiven, And I shall then be blest. 332 C. M. Mrs. Steele. Absence from God deprecated. OTHOU whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ; 2 See, Lord, tefore thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou rot said, Return? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet? 0 let not this dear refuge fail. This only safe retreat. 454 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 4 Absent from thee, my Guide, my Light; Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 5 0 shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. 333 S. M. Pratt's Col. Returning to Christ. YE sons of earth, arise ! Ye creatures of a day, Redeem the time ; be bold, be wise, And cast your bonds away. 2 The year of gospel-grace, With us rejoice to see ; And thankfully in Christ embrace Your proffered liberty. 3 Blest Saviour, Lord of all, Thee help us to receive ; Obedient to thy gracious call, 0 bid us turn and live ! 4 Our former years misspent, Now let us deeply mourn ; And, softened by thy grace, repent, And to thine arms return. 334 c. m. HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! 455 HYMNS. 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, Return ! Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn: 0 take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove ? And shall a pardoned rebel live To speak thy wondrous love ? 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, How glorious, how divine, That can to life and bliss restore A heart so vile as mine ! 5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore : 0 keep me at thy sacred feet, - And let me rove no more. 335 L. M. Pratt's Col RETURN, my roving heart, return, And life's vain shadows chase no more ; Seek out some solitude to mourn, And thy forsaken God implore. 2 0 thou great God, whose piercing eye Distinctly marks each deep retreat, In these sequestered hours draw nigh, And let me here thy presence meet. 3 Through all the windings of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide ; And still its beams unerring dart, Till all be known and purified. 4 Then let the visits of thy love My inmost soul be made to share, Till every grace combine to prove That God has fixed his dwelling there. 456 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 336 L. M. Mrs. Steele AH ! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, That can from Jesus thus depart ; Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love ! 2 Dear Lord, to thee I would return, And at thy feet repenting mourn : There let me view thy pardoning love, And never from thy sight remove. 3 0 let thy love, with sweet control, Bind every passion of my soul ; Bid every vain desire depart, And dwell for ever in my heart. 337 C. M. Doddridge. MY Saviour, let me hear thy voice Pronounce the word of peace. And all my warmest powers shall join To celebrate thy grace. 2 With gentle voice, call me thy child, And speak my sins forgiven ; The accents mild shall charm mine ear Like all the harps of heaven. 3 With joy, where'er thy hand shall lead. The darkest path I'll tread; With joy I'll quit these mortal shores, And mingle with the dead. 4 When dreadful guilt is done away, No other fears we know : • That hand which seals our pardon sure Shall crowns of life bestow. 457 HYMNS. 338 C. M. Watts. Faith, the Evidence of Things not seen. FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight ; It pierces through the veil of sense, And dwells in heavenly light. 2 It sets time past in present view, Brings distant prospects home, Of things a thousand years ago, Or thousand years to come. 3 By faith we know the world was made By God's almighty word; We know the heavens and earth shall fade And be again restored. 4 Abraham obeyed the Lord's command, From his own country driven ; By faith he sought a promised land, But found his rest in heaven. 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, The promise in our eye ; By faith we walk the narrow way That leads to joy on high. 339 C. M. Watts A living Faith. MISTAKEN souls, that dream of heaven And make their empty boast Of inward joys and sins forgiven, While they are slaves to lust ! 2 Vain are our fancy's airy flights, If faith be cold and dead : None but a living power unite? To Christ, the living head. 458 r CHRISTIAN GRACES. 3 'Tis faith that purifies the heart ; 'Tis faith that works by love ; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 This faith shall every fear control By its celestial power; With holy triumph fill the soul In death's appioaching hour. 340 L- M. Living . Faith. ^N vain men talk of living faith, When all their wcrks exhibit death; When they indulge some sinful view In all they say, in all they do. 2 The true believer fears the Lord, Obeys his precepts, keeps his word, Commits his work to God alone, And seeks his will before his own. 3 A barren tree that bears no fruit, Brings no great glory to its root: When on the boughs rich fruit we see, 'Tis then we cry, "A goodly tree !" 4 Never did men by faith divine To selfishness or sloth incline : The Christian works with all his power, And grieves that he can work no more. 341 L. M. Watts. Walking by Faith. jrpiS by the faith of joys to come JL We walk through deserts dark as night: Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 459 HYMNS 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; She makes the pearly gates appear ; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. '6 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ray, Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 842 G. M. Tubner IT^AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, ] And saves us from its snares ; It yields support in all our toils, And softens all our cares. 2 The wounded conscience knows its power The healing balm to give ; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 3 Wide it unveils the heavenly world, Where endless pleasures reign ; It bids us seek our portion there, Nor bids us seek in vain. 4 Faith shows the promises, all sealed With our Redeemer's blood ; It helps our feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 5 There, still unshaken, would we rest, Till this frail body dies ; And then, on faith's triumphant wing. To endless glory rise. 343 L. M. Watts. Trusting in the Cross for Salvation. HERE at thy cross, my dying God, I lay my soul beneath thy love, 460 CHRISTIAN GRACES. Beneath the droppings of thy blood, Jesus ! nor shall it e'er remove. 2 Not all that tyrants think or say, With rage and lightning in their eyes, Nor hell shall fright my soul away, Should hejl with all its legions rise. 3 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, Moveless and firm this heart should lie : Resolved, (for that's my last defence,) If I must perish, here to die. 4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear ; Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? Thy vengeance will not strike me here, Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood, And all my foes shall lose their aim ; Hosanna to my dying God, And my best honors to his name ! 344 L. M. Faith taking hold of the Promises. A H, why should doubts and fears arise, j_X And sorrows fill my weeping eyes ? Slowly, alas ! the mind receives The comforts which the gospel gives. 2 0 for a strong and lasting faith, To credit what th' Almighty saith ; T' embrace the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven my own. 3 Then might the earth's foundations shake, And all the wheels of nature break : My steadfast soul would move no more Than solid rocks where billows roar. 461 HYiMNS. 345 C. M. Watts Love to God. HAPPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast: Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest! 2 Knowledge may boast herself in vain, Or fill the soul with fear ; Sin will prevail, and live and reign, If love be absent there. 3 ['Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move : The devils know and tremble too, But they can never love.] 4 Love is the grace that lives and sings When faith and hope shall cease ; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave earth's dark abode, The wings of love bear us away To see our smiling God. 346 L. M. WATTi HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven or hell, Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. 402 CHRISTIAN GRACES. . 3 Should I distribute all my store To f^fed the hungry, clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name ; 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain: Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfil. 347 C. M. Swain. Brotherly Love. HOW sweet and heavenly is the sight. When those that fear the Lord In mutual love and peace unite, And thus fulfil his word ! 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part : When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart ; 3 When love in one delightful stream Through every bosom flows, And union sweet, with fond esteem, In every action glows. 4 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heaven that finds His bosom filled with love. 348 S. M. Beddomjb Christian Unity. LET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. 463 HYMNS. 2 Let envy and ill-will Be banished far away, And all in Christian bonds unite Who the same Lord obey. 3 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crowned. 4 Thus will the Church below Resemble that above, Where streams of pleasure ever flow, And every heart is love. 349 C. M. Watts, Rejoicing in God. MY God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights ; 2 In darkest shades if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my soul's bright morning-star, And thou my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his mercy mine, And whispers, I am his. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, And run with joy the shining way To meet my dearest Lord. 464 CHRISTIAN GRACES 350 CM. Mrs. Steele. ETERNAL Source of joys divine, To thee my soul aspires ; 0, could I say, " The Lord is mine !" 'Tis all my soul desires. 2 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love ; 0 speak the kind, transporting word, And bid my fears remove. 3 Then shall my thankful powers rejoice And triumph in my God, Till heavenly rapture tune my voice To spread thy praise abroad. 351 c. M. True Happiness to be found only in God. TN vain I trace creation o'er, In search of solid rest : The whole creation is too poor To make me truly blest. 2 Let earth and all her charms depart, Unworthy of the mind ; In God alone this restless heart Enduring bliss can find. 3 Thy favor, Lord, is all I want ; Here would my spirit rest ; 0 seal the rich, the boundless grant, And make me fully blest. 352 L- M. Mrs. Steele THOU only Sovereign of my heart, My refuge, my almighty Friend, And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend? 30 465 HYMNS. 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford ? 3 Eternal life thy words impart ; On these my fainting spirit lives : Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine; While thou art near, in vain they call : One smile, one blissful smile of thine, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 5 Thy name my inmost powers adore ; Thou art my life, my joy, my care : Depart from thee? — 'tis death — 'tis more 'Tis endless ruin, deep despair ! 6 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. 353 C. M. Burner's Col. TTTIIAT though no flowers the fig tree ch>i lie VV Though vines their fruit deny ; The labor of the olive fail, And fields no meat supply ; 2 Though from the fold, with sad surprife, My flock cut off I see ; Though famine reign in empty stalls, Where herds were wont to be ; 8 Yet in the Lord will I be glad, And glory in his love ; tn him I'll joy, who will the God Of my salvation prove. 4ftfi CHRISTIAN GRACES. 4 God is the treasure of my soul, The source of lasting joy ; A joy which want shall not impair, Nor death itself destroy. 354 S. M. -W^n* Adoption. BEHOLD what wondrous grace The Father hath bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2 'Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown : The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne : Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. 467 HYMNS 355 C. M. Doddridge. SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim ; Nor, when I raise my guilty head, Disdain a Father's name. 2 My Father, God — how sweet the sound! How tender and how dear ! Not all the harmony of heaven Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name On my expanding heart, And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheered by a signal so divine, Unwavering I believe, And Abba, Father, humbly cry ; Nor can the sign deceive. 356 C. M. Steele Filial Submission. AND can my heart aspire so high To say, " My Father God?" Lord, at thy feet I long to lie, , And learn to kiss the rod. 2 I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise : Let every anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, And bid me wait serene Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 468 . CHRISTIAN GRACES. 4 My Father, 0 permit my heart To plead her humble claim, And ask the bliss those words impart, In my Redeemer's name. 357 C. M. Mrs. Steele "Y God, my Father — blissful name ! 0 may I call thee mine ? May I, with sweet assurance, claim A portion so divine ? 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly : What harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye? 3 Whate'er thy holy will denies, I cheerfully resign : Lord, thou art good, and just, and wise : 0 bend my will to thine. 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, 0 give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 358 C. M. Watts. Strength and Protection from God. WHENCE do our mournful thoughts arise ? And where 's our courage fled ? Has restless sin and raging hell Struck all our comforts dead ? 2 Have we forgot th' almighty Name That formed the earth and sea ? And can an all-creating arm Grow weary or decay ? 469 HYMNS. 3 Almighty strength and boundless grace In our Jehovah dwell : He gives the conquest to the weak, And treads their foes to hell. 4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die, And youthful vigor cease ; But we, that wait upon the Lord, Shall feel our strength increase. 359 C. M. Doddridge AND art thou with us, gracious Lord, To dissipate our fear ? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, 4 Our, God for ever near ? 2 Dost thou a Father's kindness feejl For all thy humble saints, A.nd in such friendly accents speak, To soothe their sad complaints ? 3 Why droop our hearts, why flow our tears While such a voice we hear ? Why rise our sorrows and our fears While such a Friend is near ? 4 To all thine other favors add A heart to trust thy word ; And death itself shall hear us sing, While resting on the Lord. 3GO c- M. Smart GREAT Source of boundless power and Attend my mournful cry : [grace, In hours of dark and deep distress, To thee alone I fly. 2 Thou art my strength, my life, my stay; Assist my feeble trust : 470 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 0 drive my gloomy fears away, And raise me from the dust. 3 Fain would I call thy grace to mind, And trust thy glorious name : Jehovah, powerful, wise, and kind, For ever is the same. 4 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart When earthly comforts die ; Thy voice can bid my pains depart, And raise my pleasures high. 6 Here let me rest — on thee depend, My God, my hope, my all : Be thou my everlasting friend, And I shall never fall. 381 C. M. Log ah OGOD of Bethel, by whose hand Thy people still are fed, Thou through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers, be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daSy bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 0 spread thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 471 HYMNS. 5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore ; And thou shalt be our chosen God, Our portion evermore. 3(32 S. M. TOPLADI Trust in God. YOUR 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, Shall quench this spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then will we trust our gracious God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at his control ; His loving-kin Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state, To make thy will our own ; 479 HYMNfc. And when the joys of sense depart, To live by faith alone. ft 75 C. M. Toptae? WHEN languor and disease inya le This trembling house of clay, ?T is sweet to look beyond my pain, And long to fly away ; 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 on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on the covenant of his grace For all things to depend; 5 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. o If such the sweetness of the stream, What must the fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss, 0 Lord, direct from thee ? 37(3 C. M. Mrs. Steelo. Contentment. FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, 480 CHRISTIAN GRACES. Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise : 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 8 0 let the hope that thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. 377 C. M. Doddridge God's Covenant a Security in Trouble. MY God, the covenant of thy love Abides for ever sure ; And in its boundless grace I feel My happiness secure. 2 Since thou, the everlasting God, My Father art become, My Saviour my almighty Friend, xlnd heaven my final home ; 3 I welcome all thy sovereign will, For all that will is love ; • And when thy way, great God, is dark, I wait thy light above. 4 Thy covenant, in my dying-hour, Shall dwell upon my tongue, And when I wake, shall still employ My everlasting song. 378 S. M. DODDEIDOK. Casting our Cares on God. H OW gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are ! 31 481 HYMNS. Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2 His bounty will provide ; His saints securely dwell : That hand which bears creation up Shall guard his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? 0 seek your heavenly Father's throne, And peace and comfort find. 4 His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day : 1 '11 drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 379 S. M. Beddomr Humbly waiting on God. AND shall I sit alone, Oppressed with grief and fear? To God, my Father, make my moan. And he refuse to hear ? 2 If he my Father be, His pity he will show ; From cruel bondage set me free, And inward peace bestow. 8 If still he silence keep, 'Tis but my faith to try: He knows and feels whene'er I weep, And softens every sigh. 4 Then will I humbly wait, Nor once indulge despair : My sins are great, but not so great As his compassions are. 482 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 380 L- M- BEDD0M.1 WAIT, 0 my soul, thy Maker's will; Tumultuous passions, all be still ; • Nor let a murmuring thought arise : His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals ; But, though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat : 'Midst all the terrors of his rod, Still trust a wise and gracious God. 381 C. M. KlRKHAM. Bearing Shame for Christ. DIDST thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame And bear the cross for me ? And shall I fear to own thy name, Or thy disciple be ? 2 Inspire my soul with life divine, And make me truly bold ; Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine, Nor love nor zeal grow cold. 3 Let. mockers scoff, the world defame, And treat me with disdain ; Still may I glory in thy name, And count reproach my gain. 4 To thee I cheerfully submit, And all my powers resign ; Let wisdom point out what is fit, And I'll no more repine. 483 HYMNS. 382 C. M. Beddomk. Sincerity. AM I an Israelite indeed, "Without a false disguise ? Have I renounced my sins, and left My refuges of lies ? 2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain ? Or is it formed anew ? What is the rule by which I walk, The object I pursue? 3 Cause me, 0 God of truth and grace, My real state to know : If I am wrong, 0 set me right : If right, preserve me so. 383 c- M- Watts Deploring Spiritual Sloth. MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? Awake, my sluggish soul ! Nothing has half thy work to do, Yet nothing's half so dull. 2 The little ants for one poor grain, How they will toil and strive ! Yet we, who have a heaven to gain, How negligent we live ! 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, And stars in courses move ; We, for whose guard the angel bands Come flying from above ; 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, To labor for our good, How careless to secure that crown He purchased with his blood! 484 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 5 Lord, shall we be indifferent still, And never act our parts ? Spirit Divine, 0 come and fill And purify our hearts. 6 Then shall our active spirits move; Upward our souls shall rise ; With hands of faith and wings of love, We'll fly and take the prize. 384 C. M. Watt» Deliverance from Sin desired. THOU great Redeemer, set me free From my old state of sin ; 0 make my soul alive to thee ; Create new powers within. 2 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears And mould my heart afresh ; Give me new passions, joys, and fears, And turn the stone to flesh. 3 Far from the regions of the dead, From sin, and earth, and hell, In that new world thy grace hath made, I would for ever dwell. 385 . C. M. Fawcett. Importance of Religion felt. RELIGION is the chief concern Of mortals here below : May I its great importance learn. Its sovereign virtue know. 2 Religion should our thoughts engage Amidst our youthful bloom: 'Twill fit us for declining age, And for the awful tomb. 485 HYMNS. 3 0 may my heart, by grace renewed, Be my Redeemer's throne ; And be my stubborn will subdued, His government to own. 4 Let deep repentance, faith, and love Be joined with godly fear; And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere. 5 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; Let warm affections rise ; And may I wait with strong desire To mount above the skies. 386 C. M. Wesley's Col. Prayer for an increase of Holiness. OFOR a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free, A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me ! 2 0 for a heart submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 0 for an humble, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within. 4 Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above ; 0 write thy name upon my heart — Thy name, 0 God, is love. 486 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 387 L. M. Newton. AND dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?" Lord, I would seize the golden hour : 1 pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin's polluting power. 2 More of thy presence, Lord, impart ; More of thine image let me bear : Erect thy throne within my heart, And reign without a rival there. 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from thy joy to draw my strength : 0 be thy boundless love revealed In all its height, and breadth, and length. 4 Grant these requests — I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign : Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor, All shall be well, if thou art mine. 388 "s- Moravian Col. LAMB of God, who thee receive, Who in thee desire to live, Day and night they cry to thee, As thou art, so let us be ! 2 Fix, 0 fix our wavering mind ; To thy cross our spirits bind: Gladly now we would be clean ; Cleanse our hearts from every sin. 3 Dust and ashes though we be, Full of guilt and misery, Thine we are, thou Son of God; Take the purchase of thy bloocL 487 HYMNS. 4 Sinners who in thee believe Everlasting life receive ; They with joy behold thy face. Triumph in thy pardoning grace. BS9 C. M. Mrs. Steeli Prayer for quickening Grace. PERMIT me, Lord, to seek thy face, Obedient to thy call ; To seek the presence of thy grace. My strength, my life, my all. 2 All I can wish is thine to give : My God, I ask thy love,, That greatest boon I can receive, That bliss of heaven above. 3 To heaven my restless heart aspires ; 0 for some quickening ray, To animate my faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way ! 4 While sin and Satan join their art To keep me from my Lord, Dear Saviour, guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 6 Whene'er the tempting foe alarms, Or spreads the fatal snare, I '11 fly to my Redeemer's arms, For safety must be there. 6 My Guardian, my almighty Friend, On thee my soul would rest; On thee alone my hopes depend, In thee I 'm ever blest. 488 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 390 L. M. Watts, C10ME, gracious Lord, descend and dwell ; By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength ; Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of thine eternal love and grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done By all the Church, through Christ his Son. 391 S. M. Newton. BEHOLD the throne of grace ! The promise calls me near; There Jesus shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. 2 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and thy love : 1 ask to serve thee here below, And reign with thee above. 3 Teach me to live by faith ; Conform my will to thine ; Let me victorious be in death, And then in glory shine. 4 If thou these blessings give, And wilt my portion be, All worldly joys I'll cheerful leave, And find my heaven in thee. 489 0 HYMNS. 392 C. M. COWPEU. Longing for a closer Walk with God. FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, 0 holy Dove! return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. G 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. ^93 L. M. Watts. Blessedness of the Righteous. BLEST are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty: Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 490 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great. 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness; They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread. 5 Blest are the men whose mercies move To acts of kindness and of love ; From Christ the Lord shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again. 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean, Who never tread the ways of sin: With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife ; They shall be called the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 8 Blest are the faithful, who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord ; 'Eternal life is their reward. 394 l. m. Self-examination. WHAT strange perplexities arise! What anxious fears and jealousies ! 491 HYMNS. What crowds in doubtful light appear ! How few, alas ! approved and clear ! 2 And what am I ? My soul, awake, And an impartial survey take : Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, In practice or in heart appear ? 3 What image does my spirit bear ? Is Jesus formed, and living there ? Say, do his lineaments divine In thought, and word, and action shine? 4 Searcher of hearts, 0 search me still ; The secrets of my soul reveal ; My fears remove ; let me appear To God, and my own conscience, clear. 5 May I, consistent with thy word, Approach thy table, 0 my Lord ? May I among thy saints appear ? Shall I a welcome guest be there ? 6 Have I the wedding-garment on? Or do I, naked, stand alone ? 0 quicken, clothe, and feed my soul ; Forgive my sins, and make me whole. jrpi JJ95 7s. Newton The important Inquiry. ^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? Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove. Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love? 492 CHRISTIAN GRACES. 2 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild : Filled with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is found with all I do : Ye that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you. 3 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, View my sin with grief and shame; Should I grieve for what I feel If I did not love his name ? Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorred, Find at times the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ? 4 0 decide the doubtful case ! Thou who art thy people's Sun, Shine upon thy work of grace, If that work be yet begun : Let me love thee more and more ; Grant me, Lord, thy heavenly ray : Light and comfort now restore, Lead me to eternal day. 396 S. M. C. Wesley Watchfulness A CHARGE to keep I have, A God to glorify ; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky ; To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil ; 0, may it all my powers engage. To do my Master's will ! 493 HYMNS. 2 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live ; And, 0, thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give ! Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. &f)t Christian luting in bartous delations aitfc Ctwumstaiuts. 397 S. M. Doddridge Vital Union to Christ. DEAR Saviour, we are thine By everlasting bands: Our hearts, our souls we would resign Entirely to thy hands. 2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal; If millions tempt, us Christ to leave, 0 let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head; Shall form us to thy image bright, And teach thy paths to tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay: But. love shall keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 4(J4 THE CHRISTIAN. 6 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear ? If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll fix his members there. 398 L. M. Steels TT7HEN sins and fears prevailing rise, W And fainting hope almost expirog, To thee, 0 Lord, I lift my eyes, To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord? And can my hope, my comfort die ? 'Tis fixed on thine almighty word, That word which built the earth and sky. 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure: His word a firm foundation gives; Here I may build, and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell; For ever sure the promise stands : Not all the powers of earth or hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, 0 my soul, thy trust repose : If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself — that last of foes — Shall break a union so divine. 399 L- M. Medley TKNOW that my Redeemer lives ; What joy the blest assurance gives ! He lives! he lives, who once was dead; He lives, my everlasting Head ! 495 HYMNS. Z He lives to bless me with his love; He lives to plead for me above ; He lives my hungry soul to feed ; He lives to help in time of need. 3 He lives, and grants me daily breath ; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives my mansion to prepare ; He lives to bring me safely there. 4 He lives — all glory to his name! — He lives, my Saviour, still the same : How great the joy this sentence gives, " I know that my Redeemer lives !" 400 L- M. Watts Deriving Strength from Christ. LET me but hear my Saviour say, " Strength shall be equal to thy day," Then I rejoice in deep distress, Upheld by all-sufficient grace. 2 I can do all things, or can bear All suffering, if my Lord be there : Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains While he my sinking head sustains. 3 I glory in infirmity, That Christ's own power may rest on me : When I am weak, then am I strong; Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 401 * !*• M. Barbae Li) Christian Fellowship. HOW blest the sacred tie that binds In sweet communion kindred minds! How swift the heavenly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one! 496 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What tender love ! what holy fear ! How does the generous flame within Refine from earth and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt and human woe ; Their ardent prayers together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together oft they seek the place Where God reveals his smiling face : How high, how strong their raptures swell, There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire When dimly burns frail nature's fire ; Then shall they meet in realms above, A heaven of joy, a heaven of love. 4,02 S. M. Fawcett BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ! The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear ; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we are called to part, It gives us mutual pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart. And hope to meet again. 32 497 HYMNS. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way, While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, From sin, we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. 403 C. M. Cennick BLEST be the dear, uniting love That will not let us part : Our bodies may far off remove ; "We still are one in heart. 2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, Where he appoints we go; We still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And still his praise we show. 3 0 may we ever walk in him, And nothing know beside ; Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucified ! 4 Richly we share the Saviour's grace, We're one in mind and heart ; Not joy nor grief, not time nor place, Not life nor death can part. 404: I* M* BODDRIDGl. THY presence, everlasting God, Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad ; Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep, In every place thy children keep. 498 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 While near each other we remain, Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ; When absent, thou dost make us share Thy smiles, thy counsels, and thy care. 3 To thee we all our ways commit, And seek our comforts near thy feet ; Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine, And guard and guide us still as thine. 4 Give us, 0 Lord, within thy house Again to pay our thankful vows ; Or, if that joy no more be known, 0 may we meet around thy throne. 405 S. M. Hawker's Col ONCE more, before we part, 0 bless the Saviour's name ; Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same. 2 Lord, in thy grace we came ; That blessing still impart: We meet in Jesus' sacred name, In Jesus' name we part. 3 Still on thy holy word Wre'll live, and feed, and grow, And still go on to know the Lord, And practice what we know. 4 Now, Lord, before we part. Help us to bless thy name ; Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same. 499 HYMNS. 406 c- M- C. Weslbi Dedication to God. ETERNAL Father, God of love, To thee our hearts we raise ; Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing thy praise. 2 Thine — wholly thine — 0 let us be! Our sacrifice receive : Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, To thee ourselves we give. 3 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad ; So shall we ever live, and move, And be, with Christ, in God. 407 C. M. Mont. Col C10ME, let us join our souls to God J In everlasting bands, And seize the blessings he bestows With eager hearts and hands. 2 Come, let us to his temple haste, And seek his favor there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And otfer fervent prayer. 3 Come, let us share, without delay, The covenant of his grace; Nor shall the years of distant life Its memory e'er efface. 4 0 may our rising offspring haste To seek their fathers' Goil, Nor e'er forsake the happy path Their lathers' feel have trod. SOU THE CHRISTIAN. 408 C. M. BeddoMB, Joining the Church of Christ. 'VTE men and angels, witness now, X Before the Lord we speak ; To kim we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break, 2 That, long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor from his cause will we depart, Or ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on his grace rely ; May he, with our returning wants, All needful aid supply. 4 0 guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in thy ways ; And while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn thou our prayers to praise. 409 L. M. Doddridge. 0 HAPPY day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 0 happy bond, that seals my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill the house, While to his altar now I move. 3 'Tis done — the great transaction 's done ; 1 am my Lord's, and he is mine: He drew me, and I followed on, Rejoiced to own the call divine. 501 HYMNS. 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ; Fixed on this blissful centre, rest: Here have I found a nobler part ; Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 5 High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. tlO L- M. Pratt's Col A Welcome to Christian Felloivship. (^OME in, thou blessed of the Lord, J 0 come in Jesus' precious name ; We welcome thee with one accord, And trust the Saviour does the same. 2 Those joys which earth cannot afford, We'll seek in fellowship to prove, Joined in one spirit to our Lord, Together bound by mutual love. 3 And while we pass this vale of tears, We '11 make our joys and sorrows known; We'll share each other's hopes and fears, And count a brother's cares our own. 4 Once more our welcome we repeat ; Receive assurance of our love:" 0 may we all together meet Around the throne of God above! tH L. M. Watts The heavenly Race. AWAKE, our souls! away, our fears! Let every trembling thought be gone; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put ;i cheerful courage on. r,02 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint ; 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new, and ever young ; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a full supply ; . While those who trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. 4-12 C. M. Doddridge A WAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, j\_ And press with vigor on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice That, calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 4 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at thy feet I'll lay my honors down. 503 HYMNS. 413 L- M. Watts. Christian Warfare and Victor?/. STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on ; March to the gates of e»41ess joy, Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on. Press forward to the heavenly gate; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace; While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. il4 S. M. Heath Watchfulness and Prayer inculcated. MY soul, be on thy guard ; Ten thousand foes arise ; And hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 0 watch, and light, and pray, The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldty every day, And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the Victory won, Nor once at ease sit down : Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou hast got the crown. 504 THE CHRISTIAN. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ; He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. 43 5 CM. Wato The Christian Soldier. AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must 1 not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign : Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die ; They see the triumph from afar, With faith's discerning eye. 6 When mat illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies. The glory shall be thine. 505 HYMNS. 416 C. M. Steele, Succor implored in spiritual Conflicts. ALAS, what hourly dangers rise! What snares beset my way ! To heaven 0 let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance — ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears ! 3 0 gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail ; 0 bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart Or lure my feet aside, My God, thy powerful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 6 0 keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. 417 C. M. Moors Light in Darkness. OTIIOU who driest the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, pierced by sin and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! 506 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown ; And he who has but tears to give Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart. Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimmed and vanished too ; 6 0, who could bear life's stormy doom, Bid not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ! 6 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day. 418 C. M. Watts. The heavenly Mansion. THERE is a house not made with hands, Eternal and on high ; And here my spirit waiting stands Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved, and fall ; Then, 0 my soul, with joy obey Thy heavenly Father's call. 8 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heaven, 507 HYMNS. And, as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. 4 We walk by faith of joys to come ; Faith lives upon his word ; But while the body is oar home, We 're absent from the Lord. 5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace. But we would rather see ; We would be absent from the liesh, And present, Lord, with thee. * 419 C. M. Watts Hcpe of Heaven by Christ. BLEST be the everlasting God, The Father of our Lord ; Be his abounding mercy praised, His majesty adored. 2 When from the dead he raised his Son, And called him to the sky, He gave our souls a joyful hope That they should never die. 3 What though his uncontrolled decree Command our flesh to dust? Yet, as the Lord, our Saviour, rose, So all his followers must. 4 To an inheritance divine He taught our hearts to rise ; 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, Unfading, in the skies. 6 Saints by the power of God are kept Till his salvation come; We walk b}r faith, as strangers here, Till Christ shall call us home. 508 THE CHRISTIAN 420 L- M- Watt? The Sight of God and Christ the Joy of Heaven OFOR a sight, a pleasing sight Of our almighty Father's throne ! There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, Clothed with a body like our own. 2 Adoring saints around him stand, And thrones and powers before him fall ; The God shines gracious through the man, And sheds bright glories on them all. 3 0 what amazing joys they feel, While to their golden harps they sing, And echo from each heavenly hill The glorious triumphs of their King ! 4 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount to dwell above, And stand and bow amidst them there, And view thy face, and sing thy love ? 421 L. M. Watts TTP to the fields where angels lie, yj And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts ascend on high, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 0 might I once mount up and see The glories of th' eternal skies ! How vain a thing this world would be! How empty all its fleeting joys ! 3 Great All in All, eternal King, Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my powers shall bow and sing Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. 509 HYMNS. 423 S. M. WATT8 Rejoicing. pCMB, we that love the Lord, \J And let our joys be known ; Join in a song of sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 [Let those refuse to sing That never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King Should speak their joys abroad.] 8 Soon we shall see his face, And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in. 4 The men of grace have found Glory begun below : Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 5 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 6 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry: We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. 4Q 3 7s. Cenuiok. CHILDREN of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 510 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod; They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared, There your kingdom and reward. 4 Lord, submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below; Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 424 C. M. Watts This Life a Pilgrimage. LORD, what a wretched land is this, That yields us no supply, No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, No streams of living joy! 2 Our journey is a thorny maze, But we march upward still ; Forget these troubles of the ways, And reach at Zion's hill. 3 There, on a green and flowery mount, Our weary souls shall sit, And with transporting joy recount The labors of our feet. 4 Eternal glory to the King Whose hand conducts us through! Our tongues shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. 4Q5 C. M. Doddridge, INTERNAL God, our wondering souls j Admire thy matchless grace, 511 HYMNS. That thou wilt walk, that thou wilt dwell With Adam's sinful race. 2 Cheered with thy presence, I can trace The desert with delight : Through all the gloom, one smile of thine Can dissipate the night. 3 Nor shall I through eternal days A restless pilgrim roam: * Thy hand, that now directs my course, Shall soon convey me home. 4 Joyful my spirit will consent To drop its mortal load, And hail the sharpest pangs of death That break its way to God. j_26 L- M- Pratt's Col. ARISE, my soul, on wings sublime, Above the vanities of time ; Remove the parting veil, and see The glories of eternity. 2 Born by a new, celestial birth, Why should I grovel here on earth ? Why grasp at vain and fleeting toys, So near to heaven's eternal joys? 3 Shall aught beguile me on the road, While I am walking back to God? Or can I love this earth so well As not to long with God to dwell? 4 To dwell with God, to taste his love. Is the full heaven enjoyed above: The glorious expectation now Is heavenly bliss begun below. 512 THE CHRISTIAN. 427 L. M. KELLET. \T7E 'VE no abiding city here ; W We seek a land beyond our sight; Zion its name— the Lord is there ; It shines with everlasting light. 2 0 sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blent . Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd fly to thee, and be at rest. 3 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine : The time my God appoints is best : While here, to do his will be mine, And his to fix my time of rest. 428 8, 7 & 4. Olivm God the Pilgrim' 's Guide. (^ UIDE me, 0 thou great Jehovah, X Pilgrim through this desert land; 1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain, Whence the healing waters flow : 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 deaths, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 33 513 HYMNS. 439 C. M. WATT8. Contemplation of Death and Glory. MY soul, come, meditate the day, And think how near it stands, When thou must quit this house of clay, And fly to unknown lands. 2 0, could we die with those who die, And place us in their stead, Then would our spirits learn to fly, And converse with the dead ; 3 Th^en should we see the saints above In their own glorious forms, And wonder why our souls should love To dwell with mortal worms. 4 We should almost forsake our clay Before the summons come, And pray and wish our souls away To their eternal home. 430 C. M. Wattr Assurance of Heaven. DEATH may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home : Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come ? 2 With heavenly weapons I have fought The battles of the Lord, Finished my course, and kept the faith, And wait the sure reward. 8 God has laid up in heaven for me A crown which cannot fade : The righteous Judge, at that great day, Shall place it on my head. 514 THE CHRISTIAN. 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed This prize for me alone ; But all that love, and long to see The appearance of his Son. 5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe From every ill design, And to his heavenly kingdom take This feeble soul of mine. G God is my everlasting aid, And hell shall rage in vain : To him be highest glory paid, And endless praise — Amen. 431 C. M. Mrs. Steele 0 COULD our thoughts and wishes fly Above these gloomy shades, To those bright worlds beyond the sky, Which sorrow ne'er invades ! 2 There, joys unseen by mortal eyes Or reason's feeble ray, In ever-blooming prospect rise, Exposed to no decay. 3 Lord, send a beam of light divine To guide our upward aim : With one reviving look of thine Our languid hearts inflame. 4 0, then, on faith's sublimest wing, Our ardent souls shall rise [spring To those bright scenes where pleasures Immortal in the skies. 432 C. M. Watts, \TTHEN I can read my title clear VV To mansions in the skies, 515 HYMNS. I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurled, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 8 Let cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 433 C. M. Watts The heavenly Canaan. THERE is a land of pure delight. Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night. And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green : So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea, And linger, trembling, on the brink And fear to launch away. 516 THE CHRISTIAN. 5 0 could we make our doubts remove— Those gloomy doubts that rise — And see the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes ; 0 Could we but climb where Moses stoclj And view the landscape o'er, Xot Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore. t34 C. M. S. Stennett The heavenly Canaan. /~\N Jordan's stormy banks I stand, \J And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. _ 0 the transporting, rapturous scene That rises to my sight ! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight ! 8 There generous fruits, that never fail, On trees immortal grow ; There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales With milk and honey flow. 4 All o'er those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds nor poisonous breath Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. When shall I reach that happy place. And be for ever blest ? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest9 517 HYMNS. 7 Filled with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay : Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. 435 C. M. Watt « Freedom from Sin and Misery in Heaven. OUR sins, alas ! how strong they be ! And, like a raging sea, They break our duty, Lord, to thee, And hurry us away. 2 The waves of trouble, how they rise ! How loud the tempests roar ! But death shall land our weary souls Safe on the heavenly shore. 3 There to fulfil his sweet commands Our speedy feet shall move ; No sin shall clog our winged zeal, Or cool our burning love. 4 There shall Ave sit, and sing, and tell The wonders of his grace, Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts, And smile in every face. 5 For ever his dear sacred name Shall dwell upon our tongue, And Jesus and salvation be The close of every song. ,J36 CM. Swain Unshaken Hope. I FIRMLY I stand on Zion's hill, And view my starry crown; No power on earth my hope can shake, Nor hell can thrust me down. 518 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 The lofty hills and stately towers That lift their heads on high Shall all be levelled low in dust — Their very names shall die. 3 The vaulted heavens shall melt away, Built by Jehovah's hands ; But firmer than the heavens, the rock Of my salvation stands. 437 C. M. C. Wesley Fellowship with the Saints. COME, let us join our friends above, That have obtained the prize, And on the eagle-wings of love To joy celestial rise. 2 Let saints below his praises sing, With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of our King, In heaven and earth, are one. 3 One family, we dwell in him, One Church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream — of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his commands we bow : Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 5 How many to their endless home This solemn moment fly ! And we are to the margin come, And soon expect to die. 6 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide ; Then, when the word is given, Bid the cold waves of death divide, And land us safe in heaven. 519 HYMNS. 438 9s. & 8s. W. Hunter. My Father-Land. rpiIERE is a place where my hopes are stayed; j My heart and my treasure are there; Where verdure and blossoms never fade, And fields are eternally fqir. CHORUS. That blissful place is my father-land; By faith its delights I explore : Come favor my night, angelic band, And waft me in peace to the shore. 2 There is a place where the angels dwell, A pure and a peaceful abode ; The joys of that place no tongue can tell ; But there is the palace of God ! 3 There is a place where my friends are gone Who suffered and worshipped with me; Exalted with Christ, high on his throne, The King in his beauty the}< see. 4 There is a place where I hope to live When life and its labors are o'er ; A place which the Lord to me will give, And then I shall sorrow no more. 439 C. M. Doddridg*. SING, all ye ransomed of the Lord, Your great Deliverer sing: Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 His hand divine shall lead you on Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise, And see your gracious God. f)20 THE CHRISTIAN. 3 Bright garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head, While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows, all are fled. 4 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; Pursue his footsteps still ; With joyful hope still fix your eye On Zion's heavenly hill. 44-0 C. M. Newtgs Mourning over departed Comforts. QWEET was the time, when first I felt fj The Saviour's pardoning blood Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, His praises tuned my tongue ; And when the evening shades prevailed, His love was all my song. 3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. 4 But now, when evening shade prevails. My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 14.1 L. M. Steelb Cold Affections lamented. JESUS demands this heart of mine, Demands my love, my joy, my care: But, ah ! how dead to things divine, How cold, mv best affections are ! 521 HYMNS. 2 'Tis sin, alas ! with dreadful power, Divides my Saviour from my sight ; 0 for one happy, shining hour Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 3 Come, dearest Lord ; thy love can raise My captive powers from sin and death, And fill my heart and life with praise, And tune my last expiring breath. 442 C. M. Watts. Backsliding and returning. TT^HY is my heart so far from thee, W My God, my chief delight ? Why are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night ? 2 When my forgetful soul renews The savor of thy grace, My heart presumes I cannot lose The relish all my days ; 3 But ere one fleeting hour is past, The flattering world employs Some sensual bait to seize my taste, And to pollute my joys. 4 Wretch that I am, to wander thus In chase of false delight ! Let me be fastened to thy cross, Nor ever lose thy sight. 443 L. M. Mont. Cjl Returning and choosing God. MY gracious Lord, whose changeless love To me, nor earth nor hell can part, When shall my feet forget to rove? Ah, what snail fix (his faithless heart? 522 THE CHRISTIAN. 2 Why do these cares my soul divide, If thou indeed hast set me free ? Why am I thus, if thou hast died — If thou hast died to ransom me ? 3 Great God, thy sovereign aid impart, And guard the gifts thyself hast given : My portion thou, my treasure art, My life, my happiness and heaven. 4 Would aught with thee my wishes share, Though dear as life the idol be, That idol from my breast I'll tear, Resolved to seek my all from thee. 5 Whate'er I fondly counted mine, To thee, my Lord, I here restore: With joy I all for thee resign : Give me thyself — I ask no more. 4:4:4: C. M. DOBELl/s COL AGAIN, indulgent Lord, return, With sweet and quickening grace, To cheer and warm my 'sluggish soul, And speed me in my race. 2 Awake, my love, my faith, my hope, My fortitude and joy : Vain world, begone ! let things above My happy thoughts employ. 3 Whilst thee, my Saviour and my God, I would for ever own, Drive each rebellious, rival lust, Each traitor, from the throne. 4 Instruct my mind, my will subdue, To heaven my passions raise ; And let my life for ever be Devoted to thy praise. 523 HYMNS. 4=4z5 8s. Newton. Delight in Christ. HOW tedious and tasteless the hours When Jesus no longer I see! Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flower? Have all lost their sweetness to me : The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him, December's as pleasant as May. 2 His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice; I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear; No mortal so happy as I — My summer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resigned, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind: While blessed with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear, And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me (here. \ Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, It fhoii art. my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine, And why are my winters so long? 0 drive these dark clouds from my sky ; Thy soul-cheering presence restore : Or take me t<> thee up on high, Where winter an I clouds are no more. 524 THE CHRISTIAN. 446 8s. & 7s. Longing to be with Christ. GREAT Redeemer, friend of sinners, Thou hast wondrous power to save , Grant me grace, and still protect me Over life's tempestuous wave : May my soul with sacred transport View the dawn while yet afar, And, until the sun arises, Guide me by the morning-star. 2 0 what madness ! 0 what folly ! That my heart should go astray After vain and foolish trifles, Trifles only of a day ! This vain world, with all its pleasures, Soon, alas ! will be no more : There's no object worth admiring But the God whom we adore. 3 See the happy spirits waiting On the banks beyond the stream Sweet responses still repeating: Jesus, Jesus is their theme : Hark ! they whisper : lo ! they call me. " Sister spirit, come away :" Lo ! I come ; earth can't detain me : Hail ! the realms of endless day. 4 Swiftly' roll, ye lingering hours; Seraphs, lend your glittering wings Love absorbs my ransomed powers, Heavenly music round me rings. Worlds of light and crowns of glory Far above yon azure sky, Only now by faith I see you ; Soon I hope to dwell on high, 525 0 HYMNS. 447 L. M. C. Weslei Seeking perfect Rest in Christ. THAT my load of sin were gone ! 0 that I could at last submit At Jesus' 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 thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free : I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove. The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, The labor of thy dying-love. 5 I would, but! thou must give the power; My heart from every sin release : Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill me with thy perfect peace. 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer. Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay : Appear, in my poor heart appear! My God, my Saviour, come away ! 448 "s- COWFEB Constancy of Christ's Love. HARK, my soul, it is the Lord ; 'Tis thy Saviour; hear his word • Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee " Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me? 52G INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 "I delivered thee when bound, And, when wounded, healed thy wound Sought thee wandering, set thee right. Turned thy darkness into light. 3 " Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above. Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me ?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee and adore : 0 for grace to love thee more ! institutions of tlz Gosptl. THE CHURCH. 4 49 L. ML Watt? The Church. HAPPY the Church, thou sacred place The seat of thy Creator's grace ; Thine holy courts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God. 527 HYxMNS. 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; Nor shall thy deep foundation move, Fixed on his counsels and his love. °, Thy (foes in vain designs engage ; Against thy throne in vain they rage ; Like rising waves with angry roar, That break and die upon the shore. 4 Then let our souls 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. 1:50 C. M. God's tender Care of his Church. NOW shall my inward joys arise, And burst into a song ; Almighty love inspires my heart. And pleasure tunes my tongue. 2 God on his thirsty Zion hill Some mercy-drops has thrown, And solemn oaths have bound his love To shower salvation down. 8 Why do we then indulge our fears, Suspicions, and complaints? Is he a God, and shall his grace Grow weary of his saints ? 4 ('an a kind woman e'er forget The infant of her womb, 528 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts Her suckling have no room ? 5 "Yet," saith the Lord, "should nature And mothers monsters prove, [change, Zion still dwells upon the heart Of everlasting Love. 6 " Deep on the palms of both my handt I have engraved her name : My hand shall raise her ruined walls, And build her broken frame." 451 lis. & 10s. Zion triumphant. DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sad- ness ; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more : Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness ; Rise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that sub- dued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far: They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them ; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. i Daughter of Zion, the Power that hath saved thee, , Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be: Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee ; Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion id free. 34 529 HYMNS. 45 £ C. M. Dedication of a Church. ETERNAL Source of every good, Before thy throne we bow, And bless thee for thy gifts bestowed On pilgrims here below. 2 Our hearts and hands hast thou inclined To raise this house of prayer; 0 may we seek and ever find Thy gracious presence here ! 3 Lord, may thy heralds long proclaim The wonders of thy grace, And sinners taught to fear thy name Abundantly increase. 4 Here may thy children sweetly feed On manna sent from heaven ; Drink freely at the fountain-head, Whence living streams are given. 5 Here let our offspring and their sona Be of the Saviour blessed, And thus, while time its circuit runs, Find here a settled rest. G To the eternal, sacred Three, The great mysterious One, Now may this house devoted be- To thee, and thee alone. 153 H. M. Same Subject. IN sweet, exalted strains, The King of Glory praise ; O'er heaven and earth he reigns Through everlasting days: He with a nod the world controls* Sustains or sinks the distant pole*. r>so INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 Great King of Glory, come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy dome, This people as thy own : 0 condescend in love to show How God can dwell with man below. 3 Here may thine ear attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend All-fragrant to the skies : Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread the joys of heaven around. 4 Here may th' attentive throng Imbibe thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphim above ; And willing crowds surround thy board, With sacred joy and sweet accord. 5 Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, And shine like polished stones Through long succeeding days : Here, Lord, display thy saving power While temples stand and men adore. BAPTISM. i 54 L. M. WATig Baptism. )TT\ WAS the commission of our Lord, JL "Go teach the nations, and baptize;" The nations have received the word Since he ascended to the skies. 531 HYMNS. 2 He sits upon th' eternal bills, With grace and pardon in his hands, And sends his covenant with the seals, To bless the distant Christian lands. 3 "Repent and be baptized," he saith, " For the remission of your sins ;" And thus our sense assists our faith, And shows us -what the gospel means. 4 Our souls he washes in his blood, As water makes the body clean ; And the good Spirit from our (Jod Descends like purifying rain. 5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, And seal our covenant with the Lord : 0 may the great eternal Three In heaven our solemn vows record. 5 CM. Watts The Promise to Believers and their Children. HOW large the promise, how divine, To Abraham and his seed ! "I'll be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need." 2 The words of his extensive love From age to age endure ; The angel of the covenant proves, And seals the blessings sine. 3 Jesus the ancient fa it'll confirms To our great father given; He takes young children in his arms, And calls them heirs of heaven. 4 Our God — how faithful are his ways! His love endures the same, Nor from the promise of his grace Blots out our children's name. 532 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 450 S. M. Salisbury Cou [ORD, what our ears have heard, j Our eyes delighted trace : Thy love in long succession shown To Zion's chosen race. 2 Our children thou dost claim, And mark them out for thine . Ten thousand blessings to thy name For goodness so divine ! 3 Thee let the fathers own, Thee let the sons adore ; .Joined to the Lord in solemn vows, To be forgot no more. 4 How great thy mercies, Lord ! How plenteous is thy grace, Which in the promise of thy love Includes our rising race ! 5 Our offspring, still thy care, Shall own their fathers' God, To latest times thy blessings share, And sound thy praise abroad. 457 L. m. OLORD, encouraged by thy grace, We bring our infant to thy throne : Give it within thy heart a place ; Let it be thine, and thine alone. 2 Remove from it each stain of guilt, And let this child be sanctified ; Lord, thou canst cleanse it, if thou wilt, And all its native evils hide. 3 We ask not for it earthly bliss Or earthly honors, wealth or fame : The sum of our request is this — That it may love and fear thy name. 533 HYMNS. 4 This infant we by faith commit To thy kind love and guardian care ; We lay it at the Saviour's feet — He will not let it perish there. 458 6. M. Felloe God's Blessing invoked on baptized Children. (1 HEAT God, now condescend T To bless our rising race ; Soon may their willing spirits bend, The subjects of thy grace. 2 0 what a pure delight Their happiness to see ! Our warmest wishes all unite To lead their souls to tnee. 3 Now bless, 'hou God of love, This ordinance divine; Send thy good Spirit from above, And make these children thine. <^59 C. M. Watts. Children devoted to God in Baptism. THUS saith the mercy of the Lord, "I'll be a God to thee ; I'll bless thy numerous race, and they Shall be a seed for me." 2 Abra'm believed the promised grace, Ami gave his son to God ; But water seals the blessing now That once Avas sealed with blood 3 Thus Lydia sanctified her house When she received the word; Thus the believing jailer gave His household to the Lord. 534 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 Thus later saints, eternal King, Thy covenant embrace : Our infant offspring now we bring, And supplicate thy grace. 46 O S. M. Epis. Coj, Christ blessing Children rpHE Saviour kindly calls J_ Our children to his breast ; He folds them in his gracious arms, Himself declares them blest. 2 " Let them approach," he cries, "Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these — For such as these I came." 3 With joy we bring them, Lord, Devoting them to thee, Imploring that, as we are thine, Thine may our offspring be. 4(31 C. M. Doddridge. BEHOLD what condescending love Jesus on earth displays ! To babes and sucklings he extends The riches of his grace ! 2 He still the ancient promise keeps, To our forefathers given ; Young children in his arms he takes, And calls them heirs of heaven. 8 Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls, Nor dare the claim resist, Since his own lips to us declare Of such will heaven consist 535 HYMNS. 4 With flowing tears and thankful hearts We give them up to thee; Receive them, Lord, into thine arms ; Thine may they ever be. 402 L- M- Reed's Col Baptism of the Holy Ghost. C10ME, Holy Ghost, come from on high; J Baptizer of our spirits thou: The sacramental seal apply, And witness with the water now. # 2 Exert thy gracious power divine, And sprinkle thou th' atoning blood: May Father, Son, and Spirit, join To seal this child a child of God. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 463 L. M. Watts The Lord's Supper instituted. jrpWAS on that dark, that doleful night, JL When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God\s delight, And friends betrayed him to his foes — 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blessed, and brake ; What love through all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 8 "This is my body, broke for sin: Receive and eat. the living food ;" Then took the cup and blessed the wine: "'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 53G INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 "Do. this,"' he cried, "till time shall end In memory of your dying friend ; Meet at my table, and record The love of your departed Lord." 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ; We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 464 C. M. Watts Christ's dying Love. HOW condescending and how kind Was God's eternal Son! Our misery reached his heavenly mind, And pity brought him down. 2 When justice, by our sins provoked, Drew forth its dreadful sword, He gave his soul up to the stroke Without a murmuring word. 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, To raise us to his throne ; There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows But cost bis heart a groan. 4 Tbis was compassion like a God, That though the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, His pity ne'er withdrew. 5 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great : Well he remembers Calvary, Nor lets his saints forget. 6 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we his death record, A.nd, with our joy for pardoned guilt,. Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 537 HYMNS. 4t>5 S. M. Watib Benefits of Communion. JESUS invites his saints To meet around his board* Here pardoned rebels sit and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 This holy bread and wine Maintain our fainting breath By union with our living Lord, And interest in his death. 3 Our heavenly Father calls Christ and his members one ; We the dear children of his love, And he the first-born Son. 4 Let all our powers be joined, His glorious name to raise ; Let love divine fill every breast. And tune the heart to praise. 466 0. M. Watts Guests drawn in by Divine Love. HOW sweet and awful is the place With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 While all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast, Each of us cries with thankful tongue, " Lord, why was I a guest? 3 •' Why was I made to hear thy voice, And enter while there's room, When thousands make a wretched choice. And rather starve than come?" 538 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast That gently drew us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. 5 Pity the nations, 0 our God ! Constrain the earth to come ; Send thy victorious word abroad, And bring the strangers home. 6 We long to see thy churches full, That all the chosen race May, with one voice, and heart, and soul Sing thy redeeming grace. 1.(37 C. M. Stennett. IORD, at thy table we behold j Tlie wonders of thy grace, But most of all admire, that we Should find a welcome place — 2 We, who are all defiled with sin, And rebels to our God ! We, who have crucified thy Son, And trampled on his blood ! 3 What strange, surprising grace is this, That we, so lost, have room ! Jesus our weary souls invites, And freely bids us come. 4 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven. Join all your sacred powers : No theme is like redeeming love: No Saviour is like ours. t68 L. M. Steele Penitent View of the Saviour's Sufferings. LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove Amid the wonders of thy love. 589 HYMNS. Sweet hope revives my drooping heart, And bids intruding fears depart. 2 Repentant sorrow fills my heart. But mingling joy allays the smart; 0 may my future life declare The sorrow and the joy sincere. 3 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. 469 C. M. Wattk The New Covenant sealed. THE promise of my Father's love Shall stand for ever good, He said, and gave his soul to death, And sealed the grace with blood. 2 To this dear covenant of thy word I set my worthless name ; 1 seal th' engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 I call that legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath: 'Twas purchased with a dying-groan, And ratified in death. 4 The light and strength, the pardoning And glory shall be mine : [grace My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my powers are thine. 47 Q 7s. Pratt's Col Spiritual Nourishment from Christ. QREAD of heaven, on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed : 540 B' INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. Ever let our souls be fed With the true and living bread ! 2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice : Lord, thy wounds our healing give; To thy cross we look and live. 3 Day by day with strength supplied, Through the'life of him who died ; Lord of life, 0 let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee ! 471 C. M. Stbnnbtt HERE at thy table, Lord, we meet, To feed on food divine : Thy body is the bread we eat, Thy precious blood the wine. 2 He who prepares this rich repast Himself comes down and dies, And then invites us thus to feast Upon the sacrifice. 3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow ; 0 what delightful food ! We eat the bread and drink the wine, But think on nobler good. 4 Deep was the suffering he endured Upon th' accursed tree, For me, each welcome guest may say — 'Twas all endured for me. 5 Sure there was never love so free — Dear Saviour — so divine ! Well thou mnyest claim that heart of me Which owes so much to thine. 541 HYMNS. 472 L. M. Union Col. Remembering Christ at his Table. T7ES, we'll record thy matchless love, .1 Thou dearest, tenderest, best of friends ! Thy dying-love the noblest praise Of long eternity transcends. 1 'Tis pleasure, more than earth can give, Thy glories through these veils to see : Celestial food thy table yields, And happy they who sit with thee ! 473 L. M. Watts. Glory in Christ Crucified. AT thy command, 0 gracious Lord, We celebrate thy dying-feast : Bless the provisions of thy board, And dwell with every humble guest. 2 Our faith adores redeeming love, And trusts for life in One that died; We hope for heavenly crowns above, Through him that once was crucified. 3 What though the world pronounce it shame, And cast their scandals on thy cause? We come to boast a Saviour's name, And sing the triumphs of his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, " He that was dead hath left his tomb '. He lives above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till he come." 4*74 C. M. Montgomery Remembering Christ. VCCOKDING to thy gracious word, In meek humility, 512 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be : Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget, Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, 0 Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember thee ; 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me ; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me. 175 7s. Sacramental Meditations. j While I would renew my vow, And record thy dying-love ; Hear, and help me from above. 2 Feed me, Saviour, with this bread, Broken in thy body's stead ; Cheer my spirit with this wine, Streaming like that blood of thine. 543 HYMNS. 3 And as now I eat and drink, Let me truly, sweetly think, Thou didst hang upon the tree, Broken, bleeding there — for me. THE CHRISTIAN SABBATH. 476 S. M. Wat?p The Sabbath a Delight. TTTELCOME, sweet day of rest, \ \ That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day: Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amidst the place Where my dear God hath been Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 477 II. M. He yw a ill U "ELCOME, delightful morn, \ \ Thou day of Bacred rest ! I hail thy kind return : Lord, make these moments blest. From low delights and mortal toys I soar to reach Immortal joys. INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours ; Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 478 C. M. Kellt AND now another week begins : This day we call the Lord's : This day he, rose, who bore our sins; For so his word records. 2 Hark, how the angels sweetly sing ! Their voices fill the sky : They hail their great victorious King, And welcome him on high. 3 We'll catch the note of lofty praise; Their joys 0 may we feel: Our thankful song with them we'll raise, And emulate their zeal. 4 Come, then, ye saints, and. grateful sic# Of Christ, our risen Lord ; Of Christ, the everlasting King, Of Christ, th' incarnate Word. 5 Hail, mighty Saviour ! thee we hail, High on thy throne above ; Till heart and flesh together fail, We'll sing thy matchless love. 35 545 HYMNS. -i79 L. M. Epis. Coi> MY opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day ; My thoughts, 0 God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. 2 I yield my heart, to thee alone, Nor would receive another guest : Eternal King, erect thy ihrcne, And reign sole monarch :n my breast. * 0 bid this trifling world retire. And drive each carnal thought away ; r^or let me feel one vain desire, One sinful thought, through all th^ *iay * Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of tby love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. 4-80 k. M. Stennet*. The Rest of the Sabbath. ANOTHER six days' work is done ; Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest; Improve the day tby God has blest. 2 0 that our thoughts and thanks may rise A.s grateful incense to the skies, And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows ; 3 This heavenly calm within the breast, The dearest pledge of glorious rest Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 546 \ INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 With joy, great God, thy works we view In varied scenes, both old and new ; With praise we think on mercies past ; With hope we future pleasures taste. 5 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away : How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 481 C. M. C. Wesley, COME, let us join with sweet accord In hymns around the throne: This is the day our rising Lord Hath made, and called his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blessed, The brightest of the seven ; Type of that everlasting rest | 482 L- M. DOBELL. Preparation for the Duties of the Sabbath implored. COME, dearest Lord, and bless this day ; Come, bear our thoughts from earth away ; Now let our noblest passions rise 1 With ardor to their native skies. 2 Come, Holy Spirit, all divine, With rays of light upon us shine ; And let our waiting souls be blessed 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 ransomed, we shall spend A Sabbath which shall never end. 547 ll HYMNS. ^83 I*. M. 6 l. Steele. G1 REAT God, this sacred day of thine r Demands the soul's collected powers; With joy we now to thee resign These solemn, consecrated hours : 0 may our souls adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. 2 All-seeing God, thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore ; May worldly cares our bosoms fly, And where thou art intrude no more : 0 may thy grace our spirits move, And fix our minds on things above ! 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart, And bid thy word, with life divine, Engage the ear and warm the heart; Then shall the day indeed be thine ; Our souls shall then adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. 4-.S4= L. M. Harrison Sabbath day. AWAKE, my heart ! my soul, arise ! This is the day believers prize ; Improve this Sabbath then with care; Another may not be thy share. 2 0 solemn thought! Lord, give me powe Wisely to fill up every hour : 0 for the wings of faith and love To bear my heart and soul above ! 3 Je3us, assist, nor let me fail To worship thee within the veil; To glorify thy matchless grace, To see the beauties of thy face. 548 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 Be with me in thy house to-day, And tune my heart to praise and pray ; Command thy word to fall like dew, Refreshing, quickening all anew. 5 Call forth my thoughts, and let them ro?e O'er the green pastures of thy love : 0 let not sin prevent my rest, Nor keep me from my Saviour's breast. 6 Give to thy Church a large increase ; Send her prosperity and peace ; May all the saints in Zion say, 0 happy, happy, happy day ! 185 L. M. The Sabbath Evening. HOW sweet the light of Sabbath eve ! How soft the sunbeams lingering there ! For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of praise and prayer. 2 The time how lonely and how still ! Peace shines and smiles on all below : The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with evening's setting glow. 3 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 4 Nor will our days of toil be long ; Our pilgrimage will soon be trod, And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God. 549 HYMNS. 486 H. M. Scott. Resurrection of Christ celebrated. A WAKE, our drowsy souls, j\_ And burst the slothful band ; The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand: Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise. 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resigned The glorious Prince of life, In dark domains confined: Th' angelic host around him bends, And midst their shouts the God ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! Heaven with hosannas rings; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings : " Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, Through endless years to live and reign." 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car, While justice, truth, and love Maintain the glorious war: Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread, And sin and hell in triumph lead. 4 87 c- M- Barbacld AGAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Dispels the darkness of the night, And pours increasing day. 2 0 what a night was that which wrapped A sinful world in gloom! 550 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 0 what a Sun which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 4 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 488 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. The Sabbath commemorative of Christ's Resurrec- tion. THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest, Who, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest. 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We blest and pious grow ; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below. 3 On this glad day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed By God, th' eternal Word, than when This universe was made. 4 He rises, who mankind has bought Wi;h grief and pain extreme : 'Twas great to speak the world from naught; 'Twas greater to redeem. 551 HYMNS 489 L. M. DODDIIIDGB The eternal Sabbath. THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place; No groans shall mingle with the songs "Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. i Thine earthly Snbbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 490 C. if. Longing for the eternal Sabbath. WHEN, dearest Saviour, when shall I Behold thee all serene, Blest in perpetual Sabbath-day, Without a veil between ? 2 Assist me while I wander here, Amid a world of cares ; Incline my roving heart to pray, And then accept my prayers. 3 Thy Spirit, 0 my Father, give. To be my guide and friend ; To light my path to ceaseless joys, Where Sabbaths never end. 552 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 491 L- M- Watts Pleasing Remembrance of the Sabbath. LORD, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee ! At once they sing, at once they pray; They hear of heaven, and learn the way, 2 I have been there, and still would go; 'Tis like the dawn of heaven below: Not all that careless sinners say Shall tempt me to forget this day. 8 0 write upon my memory, Lord, The truths and precepts of thy word, That I may break thy laws no more, But love thee better than before. 4 With thoughts of Christ and things divine Fill up this foolish heart of mine ; That, finding pardon through his blood, I may lie down, and wake with God. PUBLIC WORSHIP. 492 L- M. Watts. Delight in Worship. FA R from my thoughts, vain world, begone Let my religious hours alone : Fain would my eyes my Saviour see — 1 wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 2 0 warm my heart with holy fire, And kindle there a pure desire : Come, sacred Spirit, from above, And fill my soul with heavenly love. 553 HYMNS. 3 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet thy entertainments are! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace and dying-love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine ! In thee thy Father's glories shine ; Thy glorious name shall be adored, And every tongue confess thee Lord. 493 L- M. Pleasures of Public Worship. HOW sweet to leave the world a while And seek the presence of our Lord i Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, According to thy faithful word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee : 0 Lord, behold us at thy feet ; Let this the gate of heaven be. 3 ''Chief of ten thousands," now appear, That we by faitli may view thy face ; 0 speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill the place ! 494 l. M. WHEN to his temple God descends, He holds communion with his friends His grace and glory there displays, And shines with bright but friendly rays. 2 While hovering o'er the happy place, The Spirit sheds his heavenly grace, To fix our thoughts, our hearts to raise, And tune our souls to love and praise. 554 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 3 'T is here we learn the blessed skill To know and do our Maker's will ; And, while we hear, and sing, and pray, With heavenly joy we soar away. 4 0 dearest hours of all I know ! 0 sweetest joys of all below ! Here would I choose my fixed abode. And dwell for ever near my God. 495 S. M. Stennett HOW charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unveils the glories of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 2 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 3 To him their prayers and cries Each contrite soul presents ; And while he hears their humble sighs, He grants them all their wants. 4 Give me, 0 Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. 496 C. M. Steele The Presence of God sought in his House. C^OME, 0 thou King of all thy saints, J Our humble tribute own, While with our praises and complaints We bow before thy throne. 555 HYMNS. 2 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies ! 3 But,, ah! the song, how faint it flows! How languid our desire ! How cold the sacred passion glows, Till thou the heart inspire ! 4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heaven on earth appear. 5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say, Come, great Redeemer ; come, And bring the bright, the glorious day That calls thy children home. 497 C. M. Newton. r\ REAT Shepherd of thy people, hear: VT Thy presence now display : We kneel within thy house of prayer; 0 give us hearts to pray. 2 The clouds, which veil thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove; Dispose our minds to hear aright The message of thy love. 3 Help us, with holy fear and joy, To kneel before thy face ; 0 make us, creatures of thy power, The children of thy grace. 4:08 ~s- 6 L- Newtoh SAFELY through another week God has brought us on our way; 556 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we seek supplies of grace Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face, Take away our sin and shame : From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near: May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear : Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints : Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the Church above. 499 C. M. Presb. Col WITHIN thy house, 0 Lord our God, In glory now appear ; Make this a place of thine abode, And shed thy blessings here. 2 When we thine awful seat surround. Thy Spirit, Lord, impart : And let thy gospel's joyful sound With power reach every heart. 3 Here let the blind their sight obtain ; Here give the mourners rest- 557 HYMNS. Let Jesus here triumphant reign, Enthroned in every breast. 4 Here let the voice of sacred joy And humble prayer arise, Till higher strains our tongues employ In realms beyond the skies. 500 "s- MONTGOMERT. Prayer for a Blessing on Public Worship rPO thy temple we repair ; X Lord, we love to worship there ; There within the veil we meet Thee upon the mercy-seat. 2 While thy glorious name is sung, Tune our lips, unloose our tongue ; Then our joyful souls shall bless Thee, the Lord our Righteousness. 3 While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend : Hear us when thy Spirit pleads; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 4 While thy word is heard with awe, While we tremble at thy law, Let thy gospel's wondrous love Every doubt and fear remove. 5 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn; That at evening we may say, "We have walked with God to-day." 5Q1 C. M. Hoskins IN thy great nnme, 0 Lord, we come, To worship at thy feet; 0 pour thy Holy Spirit down On all that now shall meet 558 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 We come jto hear Jehovah speak, To hear the Saviour's voice: Thy face and favor, 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. 503 7s. Hammond LORD, we come before thee now ; At thy feet we humbly bow : 0 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. 4 Send some message from thy word That may joy and peace afford ; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; Let the time of joy return ; Those who are cast down, lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope, 6 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee 559 HYMNS. 503 C. M. % Barbauld. The Sacrifice of the Heart. WHEN, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his God, What rites, what honors shall he pay ? How spread his praise abroad ? 2 From marble domes and gilded spires Shall clouds of incense rise, And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly sacrifice ? 3 Vain, sinful man ! creation's Lord Thy offerings well may spare ; But give thy heart, and thou sbalt find Thy God will hear* thy prayer. 504 C. M. Pratt's Col Before Sermon. ALMIGHTY God, eternal Lord, Thy 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 ; 0 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 light that shines so clear: Thy Spirit, Lord, in mercy send, And give us ears to hear. 560 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 505 8, 7 & 4. Pratt's Col C10ME, thou soul-transforming Spirit, ; Bless the sower and the seed : Let each heart thy grace inherit ; Raise the weak ; the hungry feed : From the gospel Now supply thy people's need. 2 Help us all to seek the blessing Which thou waitest now to give : Let us all, thy love possessing, Joyfully the truth receive, And for ever To thy praise and glory live. 506 ~s- Kelly SAVIOUR, bless thy word to all; Quick and powerful let it prove : 0 may sinners hear thy call ! Let thy people grow in love. 2 Thine own gracious message bless ; Follow it with power divine ; Give the gospel great success — Thine the work, the glory thine. 3 Saviour, bid the world rejoice; Send, 0 send thy truth abroad; Let the nations hear thy voice — Hear it, and return to God. 507 C. M. Pratt's Cot Prayer for Sincerity in Worship. IORD, when we bend before thy throne, j And our confessions pour, 0 may we feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 36 5G1 HYMNS. 2 Our contrite spirits pitying see; True penitence impart ; And let a healing ray from thee Beam hope on every heart. 8 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 0 let our wills resign, And not a thought our bosom share Which is not wholly thine. 4 And when with heart and voice we strive Our grateful hymns to raise, Let love divine within us live, And fill our souls with praise. 5 Then, on thy glories while we dwell, Thy mercies we'll review; With love divine, transported, tell, "Thou, God, art Father too." 508 C. H. Steele C10ME, ye that love the Saviour's name, ) And joy to make it known ; The Sovereign of your heart proclaim And bow before his throne. 2 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. I And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord, teach our songs to rise: Th}r love can raise our humble strain, And bid it reach the skies. 4 0 happy period, glorious day. When heaven and earth shall raise, With all their powers, their raptured lay To celebrate thy praise! 662 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. >09 L. M. Cowper. Christ ever present in his Churches. JESUS, 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 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 510 L. M. Wesley's Col. The Presence of God realized. LO, God is here ! let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place: Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face. 2 Lo, God is here ! him day and night Th' united choirs of angels sing : To him, enthroned above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. 3 Lord God of hosts ! 0 may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stand before thy face, Still hear and do thy sovereign will. 511 L. M. Stoweli The Mercy-seat. FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes. 563 HYMNS. There is a calm, a sure retreat; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads — A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid When tempted, desolate, dismayed, Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat ? 5 There, there on eagle-wing we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more ; And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 6 0 let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat ! 512 L- M. Dismissions. DISMISS 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 burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 564 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 513 8, 7 & 4. Burder's Col, LOUD, dismiss us with thy blessing ; Fill our hearts with joy and peace: Let us, each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : 0 refresh us, Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound May thy presence With us evermore be found. 3 Then, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day. Gc 514 8, 7 & 4. Keli/i i OD of our salvation, hear us ; Bless, 0 bless us, ere we go ; When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow : Saviour, keep us — Keep us safe from every foe. 2 May Ave live in view of heaven, Where we hope to see thy face ; Save us from unhallowed leaven, All that might obscure thy grace ; Keep us walking Each in his appointed place. 505 HYMNS. 3 As our steps are drawing nearer To the place we call our home, May our view of heaven grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come , And, when dying, May thy presence cheer the gloom. 515 L. M. Pratt's (01. rpHE peace which God alone reveals. JL And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels, Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts 1 2 And may the holy Three in One, The Father, Word, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down On every soul assembled here ! 516 C. M. Brown. Languid Devotion lamented. FREQUENT the day of God returns, To shed its quickening beams ; And yet how slow devotion burns ! How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love; Our follies, Lord, forgive : We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while we live. 8 Increase, 0 Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, And Sabbaths never end ; 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, With heavenly lustre shine, Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine. 666 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 5 There shall we join, and never tire, To sing immortal lays ; And with the bright, seraphic choir, Sound forth Immanuel's praise. 517 L. M. At parting. Farewell. 0 HAPPY day, when saints shall meet To part no more ! — the thought is sweet- No more to feel the rending smart, Oft felt below when Christians part. 2 0 happy place, I still must say, Where all but love is done away ! All cause of parting there is past ; Their social feast will ever last. 3 Such union here is sought in vain As there in every heart will reign : There separations can't compel The saints to bid the sad farewell. 4 On earth, when friends together meet, And find the passing moments sweet, Time's rapid motions soon compel With grief to say, Dear friends, farewell! 5 The shepherd feels the smarting shock Of parting from his weeping flock ; His feelings for them none can tell, Wrhen forced to say, My friends, farewell ! 6 The happy season soon will come i When saints shall meet in heaven, their home, Eternally with Christ to dwell, ! Nor ever hear the sound, Farewell. 5G7 HYMNS. 518 L- M. Dr. Cossitt, Camp -meeting. HERE, in this consecrated grove, Thy people, gracious Lord, atttn'l, Entreating that from heaven above Thy grace and Spirit may descend. 2 Our worldly cares we leave behind ; To richer treasures we aspire : 0 Lord, possess each heart and mind, Filling our souls with sacred lire. 3 Let prayer, like holy incense, rise, And quick and powerful be thy word ; Thy Spirit grant us rich supplies Of grace and mercy from our Lord. 4 May every saint be edified ; May every sinner be alarmed; Conversions be so multiplied, That Satan's hosts shall be disarmed. 5 May every soul assembled here, Submission yield to mercy's call, And, to the Saviour drawing near, Be saved by him who died for all. 6 Thy truth and love, to us so dear, Will quicken, comfort, bless, sustain, Giving us grace to persevere, TiH we with Christ in glory reign. 568 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. PRIVATE AND FAMILY WORSHIP. 519 C. M. Rippon's Coi. Desire to meet God in secret. FATHER, Divine, thy piercing eye Sees through the darkest night ; In deep retirement thou art nigh, With heart-discerning sight. 2 There may thy piercing eye survey My solemn homage, paid With every morning's dawning ray And every evening's shade. 3 0 let thy own celestial fire The incense still inflame, While my warm vows to thee aspire, Through my Redeemer's name. 4 So shall the secrets of thy love My soul in secret bless ; So shalt thou deign in worlds above Thy suppliant to confess. 590 C. M. Morning Hymn. UPHELD by God's almighty arm, I passed the shades of night Serene and safe from every harm, And see returning light. 2 While many spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, • In gentle sleep I closed my eyes: How soft was my repose ! 569 HYMNS. 3 0 let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend. 4 Smile on my minutes as they roll, .And guide my future dajTs ; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 521 S. M. Scott. Morning Song. SEE how the rising sun Pursues his shining way, And wide proclaims 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 Dear Saviour, to thy cross I bring my sacrifice ; By thee perfumed, it shall ascend With fragrance to the skies. 5 My life I would anew Devote, 0 Lord, to thee, And in thy blessed presence spend A long eternity. 570 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. THOU that dost my life prolong, Kindly aid my morning song : Thankful from my couch I rise To the God that rules the skies. 2 Thou didst hear my evening cry ; Thy preserving hand was nigh ; Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, Grateful to my weary head. 3 Thou hast kept me through the night ; 'Twas thy hand restored the light: Lord, thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew. 4 Still my feet are prone to stray ; 0 preserve me through the day : Dangers everywhere abound ; Sins and snares beset me round. 5 Gently, with the dawning ray, On my soul thy beams display ; Sweeter than the smiling morn, Let thy cheering light return. 523 L. ML Watts A Morning Hymn. GOD of the morning, at thy voice The cheerful sun makes haste to riss And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies. 2 0, like the sun may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day ; With ready mind and active will March on, and keep my heavenly way. 571 HYMNS. 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss : All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold compared with this 524 C. M. Watts ONCE more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes : Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him who rules the skies. 2 Night unto night his name repeats ; The day renews the sound, Wide as the heavens on which he sits To turn the seasons round. 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; My tongue shall speak his praise : My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, And 3'et his wrath delays. 4 How many wretched souls have fled Since the last setting sun ! And yet thou lengthenest out my thread, And yet my moments run ! 5 Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the light; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a peaceful night. 505 L. M. Kenned i A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; 572 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heait, And with the angels bear thy part. Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept : Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 596 C. M. Steele G^ OD of my life, my morning song Y To thee I cheerful raise: Thy acts of love 'tis good to sing, And pleasant 'tis to praise. ■ 2 Preserved by thy almighty arm, I passed the shades of night, Serene, and safe from every harm, To see the morning light. 8 While numbers spent the night in sighs And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I closed my eyes, And rose from sweet repose. 573 HYMNS. 4 0 let the same almighty care Through all this day attend: From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend. 5 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 527 C. M. Mrs. Browj Secret Prayer at Twilight. JLOVE to steal a while away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, And all his promises to plead, Where none but God is near. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore ; And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven; The prospect doth my strength ren^w While here by tempests driven. 6 And when life's toilsome day is o'er. Ma}r its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 574 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 528 C. M. Watts Evening Song. "r\READ Sovereign, let my evening soup Xj Like holy incense rise ; Assist the offerings of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day Thy hand was still my guard ; And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepared.] 3 Perpetual mercies from above Encompass me around ; But 0, how few returns of love Hath my Creator found ! 4 What have I done for him who died To save my wretched soul? How are my follies multiplied Fast as the minutes roll ! 5 Lord, with this guilty heart of miue, To thy dear cross I fle*, And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renewed by thee. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in th' embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast. 529 C. M. Steel* Evening Song. (1 REAT God, to thee my evening song X With gratitude I'll raise: Let mercy now attune my tongue. And fill my heart with praise. 57f> HYMNS. 2 My days, unclouded ?is they pass, And every circling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, That show th}7 love and power. 3 While thou that love and power afford I'm safe from every harm: Can danger reach me while the Lord Extends his gracious arm ? 4 Let this blest hope my eyelids close; And deep refresh my frame ; Safe in thy care may I repose, And wake to praise thy name. 530 C. M. H. K. Whit* Evening Worship. OLORD, another day is flown, And we, a little band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear To praises low as ours? Thou wilt, for thou dost deign to hear The son^ that meekness pours. 3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign As we before thee pray ; For thou didst bless the infant train; And are we less than they ? 4 0 let thy grace perform its part; Let sin's dominion cease; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting peace. 570 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. A' 531 S. M. Curtis's Col.. NOTHER day is past, The hours for ever fled ; And time is bearing me away, To mingle with the dead. 2 My mind in perfect peace My Father's care shall keep ; I yield to gentle slumber now, For thou canst never sleep. 3 How blessed, Lord, are they On thee securely stayed ! Nor shall they be in life alarmed, Nor be in death dismayed. 532 L. M. Watts An Evening Hymn. THUS far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past; He gives me strength for days to come. 3 1 lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. 37 577 HYMNS 533 L. M. Kes GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, 0 keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Let my blest Guardian, while I sleep, His watchful station near me keep, My heart with love celestial fill, And guard me from th' approach of ill. 4 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed : Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 5 Lord, let my soul for ever share The bliss of thy paternal care ; 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, To see thy face and sing thy love. 6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 534 C. M. Moravian Coi IN mercy, Lord, remember me Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of thy might. 2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes, Since thou wilt not remove : 578 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL (J, in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love. 3 Or, if this night should prove the lafli, And end my transient days, Lord, take me to thy promised rest, Where I may sing thy praise. 53o CM. Liverpool Col TNDULGENT God, whose bounteous care ± O'er all thy works is shown, 0 let my grateful praise and prayer Arise before thy throne. 2 What mercies has this day bestowed' How largely hast thou blessed ! My cup with plenty overflowed, With cheerfulness my breast. 3 Now may soft slumber close my eyes, From pain and sickness free ; And let my waking thoughts arise, To meditate on thee. 4 Thus bless each future day and night, Till life's vain scene is o'er ; And then to realms of endless light, 0 let my spirit soar. 536 S. M. rpHE day is past and gone, JL The evening shades appear : O may I ever keep in mind, The night of death draws near. 2 Lord, keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears ; MajT angels guard me while I sleep, Till morning light appears. 579 HYMNS. 3 And when I early rise, To view th' unwearied sun, May I set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 4 Lord, when my days are past And I from time, remove, 0 may I in tby bosom rest, The bosom of thy love. 537 7s. Ens. Col Close of the Day. SOFTLY now the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thet. 2 Soon for me the light of day Shall for ever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 538 C. M. Watts Morning or Evening Song. HOSANNA with a cheerful sound To God's upholding land ! Ten thousand snares attend us round, And yet secure we stand. 2 That was a work of boundless power Which formed us by a word ; And every day and every hour We lean upon the Lord. 3 Our life is forfeited by sin To God's avenging law : We own thy grace, immortal King, In every breath we draw. 580 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 4 God is our sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings : Our feeble frame lies safe at night Beneath his spreading wings. >39 L. M. Watts. For Morning or Evening. MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening 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 sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command, To thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. o! 5 4zO C. M. Liverpool Col. Morning or Evening Worship. N thee,, each morning, 0 my God, My waking thoughts attend; In thee are founded all my hopes, In thee my wishes end. 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost Thy boundless love surveys, And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares A sacrifice of praise. 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes, With his protection blessed, In peace and safety I commit Mv wearied limbs to rest. 581 HYMNS. 4 My spirit in his hand, serene, Fears no approaching ill ; For whether waking or asleep, Thou, Lord, art with me still. THE MINISTRY. Hc 541 S. M. Waits. Ministers the Bearers of glad Tidings. rOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet their tidings are ! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King, He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad- Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God 582 INSTITUTIONS OF THE. GOSPEL. 54_Q L. M. Watts. Christ's Commission to his Ministers. "HO preach my gospel," saith the Lord; \J "Bid the whole earth my grace receive He shall be saved that trusts my word, And he condemned who'll not believe. ■2 "I'll make your great commission known ; And ye shall prove my gospel true By all the works that I have done, i By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 " Teach all the nations my commands ; : I'm with you till the world shall end : All power is trusted in my hands — I can destroy, and I defend." 4 He spake, and light shone round his head ; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : iThey to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God. \04z3 k. M. DODDRIDGB. The Ministry of divine Appointment. FATHER of mercies, in thy house We pay our homage and our vows, 'While with a grateful heart we share JThese pledges of our Saviour's care. 2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose . in splendid triumph o'er his foes, Scattered his gifts on men below, • \nd wide his royal bounties flow. 3 Hence sprung th' apostle's honored name, • Sacred beyond all earthly fame ; ' In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, , Pastors from hence and teachers rise. 583 . HYMNS. 4 So shall the bright succession run Through latest courses of the sun ; While unborn churches, by their care, Shall rise and nourish, large and fair. 54:4r C. M. DODDHiaafc Ministerial Charge. iET Zion's watchmen now awake, j And feel th' alarm they give: 0 let them from the mouth of God Their solemn charge receive : 2 "Go watch for souls for whom the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego : For souls that must for ever live In rapture or in woe." 3 'Tis not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands, But what might fill an angel's heart, And filled a Saviour's hands. 4 All to the great tribunal haste, Th' account to render there ; 0, wert thou strict to mark our faults, Lord, how should we appear ? 5 May they that Jesus whom they preach Their own Redeemer see ; And may thy- Spirit guard their hearts, Tli at they may watch for thee. 545 k. M. Beddowb Prayer for Ministi rt. FATHER of mercies, bow thine ear Attentive to our earnest prayer; We plead for those who ple:ul for thee: Successful may they ever be. 584 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 Clothe them with energy divine, And let their messages be thine ; To them thy sacred truth reveal, Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 3 Teach them to sow the precious seed; Teach them thy chosen flock to feed ; leach them immortal souls to gain From paths that lead to endless pain. i Let thronging multitudes around Hear from their lips the joyful sound, In humble strains thy grace implore, And feel thy new-creating power. 5 Ho*v great their work ! how vast their charge J Do thou their anxious souls enlarge, Till light through distant realms be spread, And Zion rear her drooping head. •54:6 L. M. B. Francis Ministers abounding in the Work of the Lord. BEFORE thy throne, eternal King, Thy ministers their offering bring, Their tribute of united praise For heavenly comforts, peaceful days. 2 While angels sound thy glorious name, Our lips thy saving grace proclaim ; We sing the conquests of thy word, And publish all thy truths abroad. > Thy various service we esteem Our sweet employ, our bliss supreme ; And while we taste thy heavenly love, We would be like thy saints above. i Still in thy work would we abound ; Would prune the vine or sow the ground , Thy flock with wholesome pasture feed, And watch them with untiring heed. 585 HYMNS. 6 Thou art our Lord, our life, our love, Our hope below, our crown above ; Thy praise shall be our sweet employ, Thy presence our eternal joy. 47 L. M. Want of ministerial Laborers. TORD of the harvest, bend thine ear _j For Zion's heritage appear ; 0 send forth laborers filled with zeal, Swift to obey their Master's will. 2 Hast thou not bid us fervent pray For help in such a trying day ? Wilt thou not listen when we cry, And send the blessing from on high ? 3 Our lifted eyes, 0 Lord, behold The ripening harvest tinged with gold. Wide fields are opening to our view ; The work is great, the laborers few. 4 Under the guidance of thy hand Let Zion's sons, in many a band, Arise to bless the dying race As heralds of redeeming grace. 5 Bid all their hearts with ardor glow As gospel-messengers to go, And publish the inspiring sound Far as the race of man is found. 6 Lord of the harvest, bid them rise, Trained by the influence of the skies, In wisdom, knowledge, grace, to shine, Till every kingdom shall be thine. 586 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL 548 L. M. Prayer for a sick Minister. OTHOU before whose gracious throne We bow our suppliant spirit down ! Thou know'st the burden now we feel, All that our trembling lips could tell. 2 In mercy, Lord, thy servant spare, Nor turn aside our earnest prayer : Arrest thy swift-descending stroke, Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 3 Back to our hopes and wishes give, And bid our friend and pastor live : Restore him, sinking to the grave ; Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save 4 Bound to the flock by tenderest ties, Each soul in supplication lies : Thy pitying aid, 0 God, impart, Nor rend him from our bleeding heart. 5 Yet, if our supplications fail, And prayers and tears may not avail, Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, And guide him safe to endless day. 549 C. M. Doddridge Consolation in the Death of a Minister. NOW let our drooping hearts revive, And all our tears be dry ; Why should those eyes be drowned in grief That view a Saviour nigh ? 2 What though the conquering arm of death Does God's own house invade ? What though the prophet and the priest Be numbered with the dead ? 587 HYMNS. 8 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young; The watchful eye in darkness closed, And mute th' instructive tongue ; 1 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animate* our heart. 5 " Lo ! I am with you," saith the Lord ; "My Church shall safe abide:" The Lord will ne'er forsake his own, Who in his love confide. G Through every scene of life and death His promise is our trust ; And this shall be our children's song When we are cold in dust. 550 C. M. On the Death of a Pastor. ENWRAPT in thickest shades of night, 0 Lord, thy ways appear ; But yet we own they all are right, Though seemingly severe. 2 Now we lament our errors past, With sighs, and groans, and (cars; The numerous moments run to waste Amidst perplexing cares. 3 The labors of th}' servant, Lord, How oft we misimprovod ! Too little have we read thy word. Too much the world have loved. 4 Thy visitation now is come, Our pastor is no more : 588 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. We meet within thy sacred dome, And here our loss deplore. 5 Great God, while in our widowed state, 0 leave us not alone ; Help us to watch, and pray, and wait, Till thou in love return. 6 Let not the candlestick remove From this thine own abode ; But let our supplications prove That we prevail with God. 7 0 send a messenger of peace, A pastor of thy choice ; Bid all our sighs and sorrows cease, And cause us to rejoice. 551 I*« M. DODDKIWB At the Settlement of a Minister. SHEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keer With constant care thy humble shet-p ; By thee inferior pastors rise, To feed our souls and bless our eyes. '1 To all thy churches such impart, Resembling thy own gracious heart, Whose courage, watchfulness, and love, Men may attest, and God approve. •3 Fed by their active, tender care, Healthful may all thy sheep appear, And, by their fair example led, The way to Zion's pasture tread. 4 Here hast thou listened to our vows, And scattered blessings on thy house : Thy saints are succored, and no more, As sheep without a guide, deplore. 589 HYMNS. 5 Completely heal each former stroke, And bless the shepherd and the flock; Confirm the hopes thy mercies raise, And own this tribute of our praise. 552 L. M. The People's Prayer for their Pastor. WITH heavenly power, 0 Lord, defend Him whom we now to thee commend , His person bless, his soul secure, And make him to the end endure. 2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace ; Direct his feet in paths of peace ; Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil, And help him to obey thy will. 3 Before him thy protection send ; 0 love him, save him to the end ; Nor let him as thy pilgrim rove, Without the convoy of thy love. 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart ; In him thy mighty power exert ; That thousands yet unborn may praise The wonders of redeeming grace. 553 L. M. On Ordination. JESUS, with truth and power divine, Send forth this messenger of thine ; His hands confirm, his heart inspire, And touch his lips with hallowed fire. 2 Be thou his mouth and wisdom, Lord Thou, by the hammer of thy word, The rocky hearts in pieces break, And bid the son of thunder speak. 590 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL, 3 To those who would the Lord embrnv'* Give him to preach the word of grace , Sweetly their yielding bosoms move, And melt them with the fire of love. 4 Let all with thankful hearts confes? The welcome messenger of peace ; And power in his report be found,. And in thy work may he abound. UNIVERSAL DIFFUSION OF THE GOSPEL 554 P. M. C. Weslb*. The Year of Jubilee. BLOW 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 ransomed sinners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption by his blood Through all the world proclaim: The year of Jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 Ye, who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love : The year of Jubilee is come • Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 591 HYMNS. 4 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pardoning grace ; Ye happy souls, draw near, Behold your Saviour's face : The year of Jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 5 Jesus, our great high-priest, Has full atonement made : Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad ! The year of Jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 555 P- M. Heber Missionary Hymn. FROM 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 strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to man benighted The lamp of life deny I 592 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL, Salvation ! 0 salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story ; And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Ptedeemer, King, Creator, Returns in bliss to reign. 556 L- M. Pres. Col THOUGH now the nations sit beneath The darkness of o'erspreading death. God will arise with light divine, On Zion's holy towers to shine. 2 That light shall glance on distant lands. And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, Come with exulting haste to prove The power and greatness of his love. 3 Lord, spread the triumphs of thy grace; Let truth, and righteousness, and peace, In mild and lovely forms, display The glories of the latter day. 0" 557 8, 7 & 4. Williams ^'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul; be still, and gaze; See the promises advancing To a glorious day of grace ! Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning dawn. 38 593 HYMNS. 2 Let the dark, benighted pagan, Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtained on Calvary : Let the gospel Loud resound, from pole to pole. 3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; Now, from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night ; Let redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; Win and conquer, never cease: May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply, and still increase : Sway thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around ! 558 C. M. Pratt's Col ALMIGHTY Spirit, now behold A world by sin destroyed : Creating Spirit, as of old, Move on the formless void. 2 Give thou the word — that healing >«>imm Shall quell the deadly strife, And earth again, like Eden crowned. Bring forth the tree of life. 3 If sang the morning-stavs for joy When nature rose to view, What strains will angel-harps employ When thou shalt all renew ! 4 And if the sons of God rejoice To hear a Saviour's name. INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. How will the ransomed raise their voice, To whom the Saviour came ! 5 Lo, every kindred, every tribe, Assembling round the throne, The new creation shall ascribe To sovereign love alone 559 L. M. Doddridge. Prayer for the Conversion of the World. TNDULGENT Sovereign of the skies, X And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear? While feeble mortals raise their cries, Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear ? 2 Look down, 0 God, with pitying eye, And view the desolations round : See what wide realms in darkness lie, What scenes of woe and crime abound ! 3 Loud 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. 560 s- M- Village Hymns OGOD of sovereign grace, We bow before thy throne, And plead, for all the human race, The merits of thy Son. 2 Spread through the earth, 0 Lcrd, The knowledge of thy ways ; And let all lands with joy record The great Redeemer's praise. 595 HYMNS. 561 , C. M. Gibbons GREAT God, the nations of the earth Are by creation thine ; And in thy works, by all behpld. Thy power and glory shine. 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind. 3 0, when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, • Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound ? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne A temple to thy praise. 0 562 S. M. Presb. Col LORD, our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain, And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign. 2 Thou Prince of life, arise, Nor let thy glory cease ; Far spread the conquests of thy grace, And bless the earth with peace. 3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise, Extend thy healing wing, And o'er a dark and ruined world Let light and order spring. 4 Let all on earth arise, To God the Saviour sing; From shore to shore, from eartli to heaven Let echoing anthems ring. 59G INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 563 L. M. Slinn. A RISE in all thy splendor, Lord ; ±\_ Let power attend thy gracious word ; Unveil the beauties of thy face, And show the glories of thy grace. 2 Diffuse thy light and truth abroad, And be thou known th' almighty God ; Make bare thine arm, thy power display, While truth and grace thy sceptre sway. 3 Send forth thy messengers of peace, Make Satan's reign and empire cease ; Let thy salvation, Lord, be known, That all the world thy power may own. 564: L- M. Pratt's Cox. 1 OYEREIGN of worlds, display thy power ; ,._) Be this thy Zion's favored hour: 0 bid the morning-star arise, 0 point the heathen to the skies. 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, In western wilds and heathen plains ; Far let the gospels sound be known ; Make thou the universe thine own. 3 Speak, and the world shall hear thy voice ; Speak, and the desert shall rejoice: Scatter the gloom of heathen night ; Bid every nation hail the light. 565 L. M. Beddomb ASCEND thy throne, almighty King ; Now spread thy glories all abroad ; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 597 HYMNS. 2 Let millions bow before thy seal , Let humble mourners seek thy face ; Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 0 let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; Let saints and angels praise thy name ; Be thou through heaven and earth adored 5(3(3 L. M. Burder's Coi A RM of the Lord, awake ! awake ! J\_ Put on thy strength — the nations shake. Now 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. 4 Let Zion's time of favor come : 0 bring the tribes of Israel home ! Soon may our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold ! 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim Through every clime of every name! Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all 1 5(37 L. M. Pratt's Col. Prayer for the Jews. ARISE, great God, and let thy grace Shed its glad beams on Jacob's race ; Restore the long-lost, scattered band, And call them to their native land. 598 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL 2 Their misery let thy mercy heal. Their trespass hide, their pardon seal : 0 God of Israel, hear our prayer, And grant them still thy love to share, 3 How long shall Jacob's offspring prove The sad suspension of thy love ? Say, shall thy wrath for ever burn ? And shall thy mercy ne'er return ? 4 Thy quickening Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel's rescued tribes in thee Their bliss and full salvation see. 568 L- M- Epis- CoL- IOBD, visit thy forsaken race ; j Back to thy fold the wanderers bring ; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, And hail in Christ their promised King. 2 That veil of darkness rend in twain Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light ; That severed olive-branch again Firm to its parent stock unite. 3 Hail, glorious day, expected long, When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour, With eager feet one temple throng, With grateful praise one God adore. 569 LM. ALL power is to our Saviour given ; O'er earth's rebellious sons he reigns. He mildly rules the hosts of heaven, And holds the powers of hell in chains. 2 Soon the redeemed in every clime, Yea, all that breathe, and move, and live, To Christ, through every age of time, Shall kingdom, power, and glory give. 599 HYMNS. 570 8, 7 & 4. COTTEREl O'ER the realms of pagan darkness Let the eye of pity gaze ; See the kindreds of the people Lost in sin's bewildering maze; Darkness brooding On the face of all the earth. 2 Light of them tbat 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. 3 May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and, worshipping before him, Serve the living God alone : Let thy glory Fill the earth as floods the sea. 4 Thou to whom all power is given, Speak the word: at thy command, Let the company of preachers Spread thy name from land to land: Lord, be with them Alway, to the end of time. 571 L. M. Pratt's Col A RISE! arise! with joy surve}7 £X The glory of the latter day : Already is the dawn begun Which marks at hand a rising sun. 2 " Behold the way!" ye heralds, cry: Spare not, but lift your voices high : Convey the sound from pole to pole, "Glad tidings" to the captive soul. GOO INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 3 ;' Behold the way to Zion's hill, Where Israel's God delights to dwell He fixes there his lofty throne, And calls the sacred place his own. 4 The north gives up ; the south no mor*» Keeps back her consecrated store : From east to west the message runs, And either India yields her sons. 5 Auspicious dawn, thy rising ray With joy we view, and hail the day: Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, And fill the world with glad surprise. 572 C. M. Montgomery. Restoration of the Jews. DAUGHTER, of Zion, from the dust 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. 8 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth ; Say to the south, ''Give up thy charge, And keep not back, 0 north !" 1 They come, they come ! thine exiled bar?-'*, Where'er they rest or roam, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, And hasten to their home. 5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, And God his works destroy, With songs thy ransomed shall return, And everlasting joy. 601 HYMNS. 573 8, 7 & 4. Reed's Cox. Victories of Christ. GIRD thy sword on, mighty Saviour, Make the word of truth thy car : Prosper in thy course, triumphant; All success attend thy war: Gracious victor, Bring thy trophies from afar. 2 Majesty combined with meekness, Righteousness and peace unite To insure thy blessed conquests : Take possession of thy right : Ride triumphant, Dressed in robes of purest light. 3 Blest are they that touch thy sceptre ; Blest are all that own thy reign ; Freed from sin — that worst of tyrants — Rescued from its galling chain ; Saints and angels, All who know thee, bless thy reign. ff 574 C. M. Watts [OS ANNA to our conquering King ! All hail, incarnate Love ! Ten thousand songs and glories wait To crown thy head above. 2 Thy victories and thy deathless fame Through all the world shall run, And everlasting ages sing The triumphs thou hast won. 575 C. M. Burder's Col JESUS, immortal King, arise ! Assert thy rightful sway, Till earth, subdued, its tribute brings, And distant lands obey. 602 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride Till all thy foes submit, And all the powers of hell resign Their trophies at thy feet ! 3 Send forth thy word, and let it ily The spacious earth around, Till every soul beneath the sun Shall hear the joyful sound. 4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, May Jesus be adored, And earth, with all her millions, shout Hosanna to the Lord ! 576 C. M. Wallis HAIL, mighty Jesus ! how divine Is thy victorious sword ! The stoutest rebel must resign At thy commanding word. 2 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh ; Ride with majestic sway ; Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, And make thy foes obey. 3 And when thy victories are complete, And all the chosen race Shall round the throne of mercy meet. To sing thy conquering grace, 4 0 may my humble soul be found Among that favored band; And I with them thy praise will sound Throughout Immanuel's land. 577 L. M. Burder'sCol. SHOUT, for the great Redeemer reigns ; Through distant lands his triumphs spread ; Sinners, now freed from Satan's chains. Own him their Saviour and their head. 603 HYMNS. 2 0 may his conquests still increase : Let every foe his power subdue : While angels celebrate his praise, Saints shall his growing glories show. 3 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, From all below and all above ; [n lofty songs exalt his name, In songs as lasting as his love. 578 C. M. Pratt's Col Enlargement and Glory of the Church. O'ER mountain tops the mount of God In latter days shall rise, Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow : " Up to the mount of God," they sa}r, "And to his house we'll go." 3 The beams which shine from Zion's hill Shall lighten every land ; The King who reigns in Salem's towers Shall all the world command. 0' 579 8, 7 & 4. Kelly \N the mountain's top appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands. Mourning captive, God himself shall loose thy bands. 2 Lo ! thy sun is risen in glory: God himself appears thy friend: 604 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. All thy foes shall flee before thee ; Here their boasted triumphs end : Great deliverance Zi on's King vouchsafes to send. 3 Enemies no more shall trouble; All thy wrongs shall be redressed; For thy shame thou shalt have double., In thy Maker's favor blest: All thy conflicts End in an eternal rest. 580 S. M. Pratt's Col T) ISE, gracious God, and shine JL\j In all thy saving might ; Now prosper every good design To spread thy glorious light. 2 0 bring the nations near, That they may sing thy praise ; Thy word let all the people hear, And learn thy holy ways. 3 Put forth thy glorious power ; All nations then will see ; And earth present her grateful store In converts born to thee. 581 k. M. Pratt's Coi ZION, awake! thy strength renew ; Put on thy robes of beauteous line; Church of our God, arise and shine, Bright with the beams of truth divine. 2 Soon shall thy radiance stream afar, Wide as the heathen nations are: Gentiles and kings thy light shall view: All shall admire and love thee too. 605 HYMNS. 583 H. M. Doddridge. OZION, tune thy voice, And raise thy hands on higli ; Tell all the earth thy joys, And boast salvation nigh: Cheerful in God, Arise and shine, While rays divine Stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams which cannot fade : His all-resplendent grace He pours around thy head : The nations round Thy form shall view, With lustre new Divinely crowned. 3 In honor to his name, Reflect that sacred light ; And loud that grace proclaim Which makes thy darkness bright: Pursue his praise, Till sovereign love, In worlds above, The glory raise. 583 L. M. Epis. Col. 1 TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead : Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength, 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known : Decked in the robes of righteousness, Thy glories shall the world confess. 606 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread : No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 4 God, from on high, has heard thy pr&ve? His hand thy ruin shall repair ; Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. 584 7s. Pratt's Col. • • C\ IVE us room, that we may dwell," VX Zion's children cry aloud: See their numbers, how they swell ! How they gather like a cloud ! 2 0 how bright the morning seems ! Brighter from so dark a night : Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight. 3 Lo ! thy sun goes down no more ; God himself will be thy light: All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. 4 Zion, now arise and shine ! Lo ! thy light from heaven is come ! These that crowd from far are thine : Give thy sons and daughters room. 585 L- M- COLLYEB Missionary Meeting. ASSEMBLED at thy great command, Before thy face, dread King, we stand • The voice that marshalled every star Has called thy people from afar. 607 HYMNS. 2 We meet, through distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled ; Along the line, to either pole, The thunder of thy praise to roll. 3 Our prayers assist — accept our praise— • Our hopes revive — our courage raise-- Our counsels aid — to- each impart The single eye, the faithful heart. 4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come ; Recall the wandering spirits home : From Zion's mount send forth the sound, To spread the spacious earth around. 586 L- M. Yoke BEHOLD, the heathen waits to know The joy the gospel will bestow : The exiled captive to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labor share a part ; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise That we have seen these latter days. When our Redeemer shall be known Where Satan long hath held his throne. i Where'er his hand hath spread the skieti, Sweet incense to his name shall rise ; And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew. 587 8s. & 7s. Fbanoia WITH my substance I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord; f308 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word. . 2 While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim, Let his friends, of every station, Gladly join to spread his fame. 8 May- his kingdom be promoted ; May the world the Saviour know ; Be my all to him devoted ; To my Lord my all I owe. 4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations ; Praise him, all ye hosts above ; Shout, with joyful acclamations, His divine, victorious love. 588 p- M. Pratt's Co* Departure of Missionaries. T) OLL on, thou mighty ocean, _£ V And, as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy To every land below. Arise, ye gales, and waft them Safe to the destined shore, That man may sit in darkness And death's black shade no more 2 0 thou eternal Ruler, Who boldest in thine arm The tempests of the ocean. Protect them from all haim : Thy presence e'er be with them, Wherever they may be : Though far from us who love them, Still let them be with thee. 39 609 HYMNS. 589 s- M- Pratt's Col T^E messengers of Christ, X His sovereign voice obey ; Arise, and follow where he leads, And peace attend your way. 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame ; Go, tell his matchless grace; Proclaim salvation full and free To Adam's guilty race. 4 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose ; The cause is God's, and will prevail In spite of all his foes. 590 8, 7 & 4. Kelly. MEN of God, go take your stations ; Darkness reigns throughout the earth : Go, proclaim among the nations Joyful news of heavenly birth : Bear the tidings — Tidings of the Saviour's worth. 2 Of his gospel not ashamed — 'Tis the power of God to save — Go where Christ was never named, Publish freedom to the slave: Blessed freedom ! Freedom Zion's children have. 3 When exposed to fearful dangers, Jesus will his own defend : Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, Jesus will appear your friend : lie is witli you — He will guide you to the end. 610 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 591 L. M. Pratt's Col. "VTE Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Immanuel's name ; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire ; With holy zeal your hearts inspire ; Bid raging winds their fury cease, And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then shall we meet to part no more ; Meet, with the blood-bought throng to fall, And crown our Jesus Lord of all. 5^2 8, 7 & 4. S. F. Smith. Missionaries' Farewell. YES, my native land, I love thee ; All thy scenes, I love them well : Friends, connections, happy country, Can I bid you all farewell ? Can I leave 3rou, Far in heathen lands to dwell? 2 Yes, I hasten from you gladly, From the scenes I loved so well : Far away, ye billows, bear me ; Lovely native land, farewell ! Pleased I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell. 8 In the desert let me labor ; On the mountains let me tell How he died — the blessed Saviour — To redeem a world from hell : Let me hasten, Far in heathen lands to dwelL 611 HYMNS. 4 Bear me on, thou restless ocean , Let the winds my canvas swell : Heaves my heart with warm emotion, While I go far hence to dwell: Glad I bid thee, Native land, farewell — farewell ! 593 L. M. Pratt's Col. Subjection of the Nations to Christ prayed for. SOON may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies — That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's ! 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee ; And over land, and stream, and main, Now wave the sceptre of thy reign. 3 0 let that glorious anthem swell ! Let host to host the triumph tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns ! 594 P. M. Pratt's Col TT^HEN shall the voice of singing VV Flow joyfully along? When hill and valley, ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And him who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign ? 2 Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shout shall fly ; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply. G12 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujah swelling In one eternal sound. 595 S. M. Pratt's Col. G1 REAT Heir of David's throne, | Thy royal power assume ; Come, reign in faithful hearts alone ; Thcu blest Redeemer, come. 2 Set up thy throne of grace In all the heathen's sight — Thy kingdom of true holiness — And order it aright. 3 Now, for thy promise' sake, O'er earth exalted be ; The kingdom, power, and glory take, Which all belong to thee. 4 In zeal for God and man, Thy full salvation bring : The universal Monarch reign, The saints' eternal Kins. 596 S. M. Mont Col. Rejoicing in Christ's Reign. NOW living waters flow To cheer the humble soul ; From sea to sea the rivers go, And spread from pole to pole. 2 Now righteousness shall spring. And grow on earth again : Jesus, Jehovah, be our King, And o'er the nations reign 613 HYMNS. 3 Jesus shall rule alone ; The world shall hear his word ; By one blest name shall he be known, The Universal Lord. 597 ^S. MONTGOMERf HARK! the song of jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore. 2 See Jehovah's banners furled ; Sheathed his sword: he speaks — 'tis done ! Now the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdom of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole With supreme, unbounded sway : He shall reign when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away. 4 Hallelujah ! for the Lord God omnipotent shall reign : Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 598 S. M. Burder's Col. J3EJ01CE! the Lord is King! X\ Your Lord and King adore : Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and sing. And triumph evermore. 2 The mighty Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love : When he himself had purged our stains, He took his seat above. 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rules o'er earth and heaven: 014 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. The sovereign keys of death and hell Into his Hands are given. 4 He sits at God's right hand, Till all his foes submit, And humbly bow to his command. And fall beneath his feet. 5 Rejoice in glorious hope ! Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take his waiting servants up To their eternal home. 599 ?s- Bowrinq ^ \T7ATCHMAN, tell us of the night, VV What its signs of promise are." "Traveller, o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star !" "Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell?" " Traveller, yes; it brings the day — Promised day of Israel." 2 " Watchman, tell us of the night : Higher yet that star ascends." "Traveller, bJessedness and light, Peace and truth its course portends 1" "Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth ?" " Traveller, ages are its own : See, it bursts o'er all the earth." 3 "Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn." " Traveller, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn." 14 Watchman, let thy wanderings cease ; Hie thee to thy quiet home." " Traveller, lo ! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come I" G15 HYMNS. Various Quoits. PRAYER. (>QO C. M. Montgomery What is Prayer f PRAY^ER Is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try : Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. o Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, "Behold! he prays." 6 0 thou by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the way, Behold us from thy high abode : Lord, teach us how to pray! B16 A.' VARIOUS TOPICS. (301 S. M. Newton Encouragement to Prayer. ND shall not Jesus hear His children when they cry ? Yes, though he may a while forbear, He'll help them from on high. 2 His nature, truth, and love Engage him on their side : When they are grieved, his bowels move , And can they be denied ? 3 Then let us earnest be, And never faint in prayer : He loves our importunity, And makes our cause his care. 602 L- M- COWPER. Hindrances to Prayer. WHAT various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there? 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight'; Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? x\h ! think again ; Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear W;th the sad tale of all vour care. 617 HYMNS. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, ;' Hear what the Lord has done for me P 603 L- M- Steel* Encouragement in Prayer. TT^HERE is my God? does he retire VV Beyond the reach of humble sighs? Are these weak breathings of desire Too languid to ascend the skies ? 2 No, Lord, my breathings of desire, My weak petitions, if sincere, Are not forbidden to aspire, But reach to thy all-gracious ear. 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye ; See where the great Redeemer stands — The glorious Advocate on high, With precious incense in his hands. 4 He smiles on every humble groan, He recommends each broken prayer ; Recline thy hope on him alone, Whose power and love forbid despair. f) Teach my weak heart, 0 gracious Lord, With stronger faith to call thee mine ; Bid me pronounce the blissful word. My Father, God, with joy divine. 6()4 L. M. Hart Constancy in Prayer. PRAYER was appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give : Long as they live should Christians pray, For only while they pray they live. G18 VARIOUS TOPICS. 2 The Christian's heart his prayer indites ; He speaks as prompted from within ; The Spirit his petition writes, And Christ receives and gives it in ') If pains afflict, or wrongs oppress ; If cares distract, or fears dismay ; If guilt deject, if sins distress, The remedy's before thee — pray! 4 'Tis prayer 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. 605 S. M. Montgomery. Lord's Prayer. OUR heavenly Father, hear The prayer we offer now : Thy name be hallowed far and near ; To thee all nations bow. 2 Thy kingdom come ; thy will On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfil Thy perfect law above ! 3 Our daily bread supply, While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity Forgive, as we forgive. 4 From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles defend ; Deliver in the evil hour, And guide us to the end. 5 Thine shall for ever be Glory and power divine ; The sceptre, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are thine. 619 HYMNS. 6 Thus humbly taught to pray By thy beloved Son, Through him we come to thee, and say, "All for his sake be done !" (506 C. M. Brattle St. Cc l OUR Father who in heaven art, All hallowed be thy name ; Thy kingdom come — thy will be done, Throughout this 'earthly frame, 2 As cheerfully as 'tis by those Who dwell with thee on high: Lord, let thy bounty, day by day, Our daily food supply. 3 As we forgive our enemies, Thy pardon, Lord, we crave : Into temptation lead us not, But us from evil save. 4 For kingdom, power, and glory, all Belong, 0 Lord, to thee ; Thine from eternity they were, And thine shall ever be. 607 S. M. Newton Importunate Prayer. JESUS, who knows full well The New Jerusalem. JERUSALEM, my happy home, J Name ever dear to me, When shall my labors have an end In joy, and peace, and thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walla And pearly gates behold, Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold ? 3 0 when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end ? 1 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you. 5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe, Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 44 689 HYMNS. 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there Around iny Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end When I thy joys shall see. 716 "s- Raffles Praise of the Redeemed in Heaven. HIGH in yonder realms of light Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love : Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, Torturing pain, and heavy woe. 2 Oft the big unbidden tear, Stealing down the furrowed cheek, Told, in eloquence sincere, Tales of woe they could not speak. But, these days of weeping o'er, Past this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more, Never, never weep again. S Mid the chorus of the skies, Mid tli' angelic lyros above, Hark ! their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love. Happy spirits, ye are fled Where no grief can entrance find; Lulled to rest the aching head, Soothed the anguish of the mind. 690 VARIOUS TOPICS. 4 All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturbed repose ; There no cloud can intervene, There no angry tempest blows. Every tear is wiped away ; Sighs no more shall heave the breast; Night is lost in endless day, Sorrow in eternal rest. 717 Us. Home. AN alien from God,,and a stranger to grace, I w7andered 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 — 0 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, sw^eet home — The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 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 ; 0 there may I feast with his children, at home ' Home, home, sweet, sweet home — (.) Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home. 4 Farewell, vain amusements ; my follies, adieu . While Jesus and heaven enraptured I view, T feast on the pleasures from glory which come, The foretastes of heaven, sweet heaven, my home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home — 0 when shall I share the fruition of home? 691 HYMNS. 718 P- M. The Glory of Jesus. BURST, ye emerald gates, and bring To my raptured vision All the ecstatic joys that spring Round the bright Elysian : Lo ! we lift our longing eyes ; Break, ye intervening skies !. Sun of righteousness, arise, Ope the gates of paradise. 2 Floods of everlasting light Freely flash before him ; Myriads, with supreme delight, Instantly adore him ; Angel-trumps resound his fame, Lutes of lucid gold proclaim All the music of his name, Heaven echoing the theme. 3 Four-and-twenty elders rise From their princely station, Shout his glorious victories, Sing t he great salvation ; Cast their crowns before his throne^ Cry, in reverential tone, ''Glory be to God alone, Holy, holy, holy One!" 4 Hark! the thrilling symphonies Seem, methinks, to seize us; Join we too the holy lays — Jesus! Jesus ! Jesus ! Sweetest sound in Beraph's song, Sweetest note on mortal's tongue, Sweetest carol ever sung — Jesus. Jesus, flow along. 692 VARIOUS TOPICS 719 7s. When shall ive meet ? W^HEN shall we all meet again ? When shall we all meet again? Oft shall glowing hope expire, Oft shall wearied love retire, Oft shall death and sorrow reign, Ere we all shall meet again. 2 Though in distant lands we sigh, Parched beneath the hostile sky ; Though the deep between us rolls, Friendship shall unite our souls ; And in fancy's wide domain. There shall we all meet again. 3 When the dreams of life are fied, When its wasted lamps are dead ; When in cold oblivion's shade Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid, Where immortal spirits reign, There may we all meet again. 720 C. M. HEAVEN is the land where troubles cease, Where toils and tears are o'er ; The sunny clime of rest and peace, Where cares distract no more. 2 Heaven is the home where spirits dwell Who wandered here a while, And. "seeing things invisible," Departed with a smile. 3 Heaven is the place where Jesus lives To plead his dying-blood, While to his prayers the Father gives An unknown multitude. 693 HYMNS. 4 Heaven is the temple whither prayer From saints on earth ascends ; The dwelling of the Spirit, whence His influence descends. 5 Heaven is the dwelling-place of joy, The home of light and love, Where faith and hope in rapture die: There 's perfect bliss above. Various ©evasions. 721 8s. & 7s. Epis. Col Pardon implored for National Sins. DREAD Jehovah, God of nations, From thy temple in the skies Hear thy people's supplications; Now for their deliverance rise. 2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding — Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 3 Let that love veil our transgression ; Let that blood our guilt efface : Save thy people from oppression, Save from spoil thy holy place. 4 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at thy feet we bend : . Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning — Hear US, spare us. and defend. 094 VARIOUS OCCASIONS. 79Q C. M. Epis. Cok Judgments for National Sins deprecated. ALMIGHTY Lord, before thy throne Thy mourning people bend : Tis on thy pardoning grace alone Our dying hopes depend. 2 Dark judgments from thy heavy hand Thy dreadful power display ; Vet mercy spares our guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 How changed, alas ! are truths divine, For error, guilt, and shame ! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the Christian name ! 4 0 turn us, turn us, mighty Lord ; Convert us by thy grace ; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And see again thy face. 5 Then, should oppressing foes invade, We will not sink in fear ; Secure of all-sufficient aid, WThen thou, 0 God, art near. 723 L. M. Doddridge. Providential Goodness of God. ETERNAL Source of every joy, Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy presence we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole- The sun is taught by thee to rise, . And darkness when to veil the skies 695 HYMNS. 3 Seasons and months, and weeks and days, Demand successive songs of praise: Still be the grateful homage paid With morning light and evening shade. 4 Lord, in thy house let incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless' our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar Where days and years revolve no more. 724 C. M. Ens. Col, FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love, How rich thy bounties are ! The rolling seasons, as they move, Proclaim thy constant care. 2 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was The plants in beauty grew ; [thine ; Thou gavest the summer's suns to shine, The mild, refreshing dew. 3 These various mercies from above Matured the swelling grain ; A kindl}- harvest crowns thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 4 Wre own and bless thy gracious sway ; Thy hand all nature hails ; Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day, Summer nor winter fails. 7Q5 L. M. Presb. Col God acknowledged in National Blessings. ("1 RE AT God of nations, now to thee X Our hymn of grat itude we raise ; Willi humble heart and bending knee, WTe offer thee our song of praise. GOG VARIOUS OCCASIONS. 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God, For all the kindness thou hast shown To this fair land the pilgrims trod, This land we fondly call our own. 3 Here freedom spreads her banner wide. And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; Here thou our fathers' steps didst guide In safety through their dangerous way. 4 We praise thee, that the gospel's light Through all our land its radiance sheds, Dispels the shades of error's night, And heavenly blessings round us spreads 5 Great God, preserve us in thy fear ; In dangers still our guardian be ; 0 spread thy truth's bright precepts here : Let all the people worship thee. 726 L- M. Pratt's Col Prayer for National Gratitude and Holiness. LORD, let thy goodness lead our land, Still saved by thine almighty hand. The tribute of its love to bring To thee, our Saviour and our King. 2 Let every public temple raise Triumphant songs of holy praise ; Let every peaceful private home A temple, Lord, to thee become. 3 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in thy glorious sight ; Still in thy precepts and thy fear, Till life's last hour, to persevere. 697 HYMNS. YQ,1*? L. M. Montgomery, On opening a Place of Worship. HERE, in thy name, eternal God, We build this earthly house for thee ; 0 choose it for thy fixed abode, And guard it long from error free. 2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou nearest, Lord, forgive. 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son, Still by the power of his great name Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 When children's voices raise the song, Hosanna! to their heavenly King, Let heaven with earth the strain prolong, Hosanna ! let the angels sing. 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest? Here will our great Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 6 Thy glory never hence depart ! Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix thy throne. y o y 7s. Montgo m r b v LORD of Hosts, to thee we raise Here a house of prayer and praise : Thou thy people's hearts prepare Here to meet for praise and prayer. 2 Let the living here be fed With thy word, the heavenly bread; G98 VARIOUS OCCASIONS. Here, in hope of glory blest, May the dead be laid to rest. 3 Here to thee a temple stand While the sea shall gird the land; Here reveal thy mercy sure While the sun and moon endure. 4 Hallelujah ! Earth and sky To the joyful sound reply ; Hallelujah! Hence ascend Prayer and praise till time shall end. 29 L. M. DODDRJDGB A ND will the great eternal God /j^_ On earth establish his abode ? And will he, from his heavenly throne, Avow our temples for his own ? 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, And sing that condescending grace WThich to our notes will lend an ear, And call us, sinful mortals, near. 3 These walls we to thy honor raise: Long may they echo with thy praise ; And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 4 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. 5 And in the great decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, May it before the world appear That crowds were born to glory here. 699 HYMNS iHtsallaruou.*. 730 12s. & lis. Hbber. Funeral of a departed Saint. rnHOU art gone to the grave ; but we will not J deplore thee, Though sorrow and darkness encompass th( tomb : The Saviour hath passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave: we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to en- fold thee ; And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died. 3 Thou art gone to the grave; and, its man- sion forsaking, Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt lingered long; But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy waking, And the sound thou didst hear was the sera- phim's song. ] Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee, Smce God was thy ransom, thy guardian and guide : lie gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee : And deatli has no sting since the Saviour hath died. 700 MISCELLANEOUS. 731 C. M. Mont. Col. Reflections at the End of the Year. AND now, my soul, another year Of thy short life is past ; 1 cannot long continue here, And this may be my last. 2 Much of my dubious life is gone, Nor will return again ; And swift my passing moments run, The few that yet remain. « 3 Awake, my soul ! with utmost care Thy true condition learn : What are thy hopes ? — how sure ? how fair ? What is thy great concern ? 4 Behold, another year begins : Set out afresh for heaven ; Seek pardon for thy former sins, In Christ so freely given. 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, And on his grace depend ; With zeal pursue the heavenly road, Nor doubt a happy end. 732 7s. Newton WHILE with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here: Fixed in an eternal state,- They have done with all below ; We a little longer wait ; But how little, none can know. 701 HYMNS. 2 Spared to see another year, Let thy blessing meet us here ; Come, thy dying work revive, Bid thy drooping garden thrive : S in of righteousness, arise ! Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes : Let our prayer thy pity move; Make this year a time of love. 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 old and young ; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; When our life's short race is run, May we dwell with thee above. 733 L. M. DODDRIDGB. The Seasons. THE flowery spring, at God's command, Perfumes the air and paints the land; The summer rays with vigor shine, To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 2 His hand in autumn richly pours, Through all her coasts, redundant stores; And winters, softened by his care, No more the face of horror wear. 3 The changing seasons, months, and days Demand successive songs of praise; And be the cheerful homage paid With morning light and evening shade. 4 And 0, mny each harmonious tongue In worlds unknown the praise prolong, And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more. 702 MISCELLANEOUS. 734. C. M. Steele Spring. TT7HEN verdure clethes the fertile vale, \ V Ana blossoms deck the spray, And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the vernal day ! 2 Hark ! how the feathered warblers sing ! 'Tis nature's cheerful voice: Soft music hails the lovely spring, And woods and fields rejoice. 3 0 God of nature and of grace, Thy heavenly gifts impart ; Then shall my meditation trace Spring blooming in my heart. 4 Inspired to praise, I then shall join Glad nature's cheerful song ; And love and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue. 735 S. M. Pratt's Col GREAT God, at thy command Seasons in order rise : Thy power and love in concert reign Through earth, and seas, and skies. 2 How balmy is the air ! How warm the sun's bright beams ! While, to refresh the ground, the rains Descend in gentle streams. 3 With grateful praise we own Thy providential hand, While grass, and herbs, and waving corn Adorn and bless the land. 783 HYMNS. 4 But greater still the gift Of thine incarnate Son ; By him forgiveness, peace, and joy Through endless ages run. 736 C. M. Pratt's Cos Harvest. 1^0 praise the bounteous Lord of all, Wake, all our thankful powers: He calls, and at his call come forth The smiling harvest hours. 2 His covenant with the earth he keeps ; His goodness we will sing : Summer and winter know their time, And harvest crowns the spring. 3 Teach us, 0 gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness ; Shine on our souls, and with thy beams The ripening harvest bless. 737 lis. Kirkpiam. The Promises precious. HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? >] In every condition — in sickness, in health; In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; A.t home and abroad : on the land, on the sea, "As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.''" 3 "Fear not; I am with thee; 0 be not dis mayed : I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 701 MISCELLANEOUS. I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 "When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of woe shall no*, 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 flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6 "E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 7 " The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake." 738 Us. & 9s. C. Wesley. Ecstasy of the new-horn Soul. HOW happy are they who their Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasures above! Tongue cannot express the sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love ! 2 That comfort was mine when the favor divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb : 45 705 HYMNS. When my heart it believed, what a joy I re ceived ! What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 3 'Twas a heaven below my Redeemer to know ; And the angels could do nothing more Than to* fall at bis feet, and the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long was my joy and my song: 0 that all his salvation might see ! He hath loved me, I cried; he hath suffered and died, To redeem a poor rebel like me ! 5 On the wings of his love I was carried above All sin, and temptation, and pain ; 1 could not believe that I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. 6 0 the rapturous height of that holy delight Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour possessed, I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fulness of God. 739 Us. Heaven the Christian's Home. MID scenes of confusion and creature com- plaints, How sweet to my soul is communion with saints I To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel, in the presence of Jesus, at home ! 2 Sweet bonds, that unite all the children of peace, And thrice-precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease ! 706 MISCELLANEOUS. Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, I long to behold thee in glory at home. 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, Which hinders my joy and communion with thee ; Though now my temptations like billows may foam, All, all will be peace when I'm with thee at home. 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 0 give me submission and strength as my day: In all my afflictions, to thee would I come, Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 5 Whate'er thou deniest, 0 give me thy grace, The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; Inspire me with patience to wait at thy throne, And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine ; No more as an exile in sorrow to pine ; And in thy fair image aris-e from the tomb, With glorified millions, to praise thee at home. 740 7s. Converting Grace. SAVED by grace, I live to tell What the love of Christ has done : He redeemed my soul from hell, Of a rebel made a son : 0 ! I tremble still to think How secure I lived in sin ; Sporting on destruction's brink, Yet preserved from falling in. 707 HYMNS. 2 In a kind, propitious hour, To my heart the Saviour spoke; Touched me by his Spirit's power, And my dangerous slumber broke. Then I saw and owned my guilt : Soon my gracious Lord replied, " Fear not ; I my blood have spilt : 'Twas for such as thee I died." 3 Shame and wonder, joy and love, All at once possessed my heart : Can I hope thy grace to prove, After acting such a part ? "Thou hast greatly sinned," he said, " But I freely all forgive : I myself thy debt have paid, Now I bid thee rise and live." 4 Come, my fellow-sinners, try ; Jesus' heart is full of love : 0 that you, as well as I, May his wondrous mercy prove ! He has sent me to declare All is ready, all is free : Why should any soul despair, When he saved a wretch like me ? 741 p. M. The dying Saint. YT7"HAT'S this that steals, that steals upon \ V my frame ? Is it death, is it death ? That soon will quench, will quench this vita! flame — Is it death, is it death? If this be death, I soon shall be From every pain and sorrow free ; I shall the King of Glory see: All is well, all is well 708 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 Weep not, my friends ; my friends, weep not for me ; All is well, all is well : My sins are pardoned, pardoned — I am free — All is well, all is well : There's not a cloud that doth arise To hide my Jesus from my eyes ; I soon shall mount the upper skies: All is well, all is well. 3 Tune, tune your harps, your harps, ye saiuta in glory ; All is well, all is well : I will rehearse, rehearse the pleasing story, All is well, all is well : Bright angels are from glory come ; They're round my bed, they're in my room; They wait to waft my spirit home : All is well, all is well. 4 Hark, hark ! my Lord, my Lord and Master calls me ; All is well, all is well : I soon shall see, shall see his face in glory, All is well, all is well : Farewell, my friends ; adieu, adieu ; I can no longer stay with you; My glittering crown appears in view: All is well, all is well. 5 Hail, hail! all hail! all hail, ye blood-washed throng, Saved by grace, saved by grace : I come to join, to join your rapturous song, Saved by grace, saved by grace : All, all is peace and joy divine, And heaven and glory now are mine ; Sing hallelujah to the Lamb : All is well, all is well. 709 HYMNS. 742 lis. & 12s. Christ a Rock. IN seasons of grief to my God I '11 repair, When my heart is o'erwhelmed with sorrow and care : From the ends of the earth unto thee will I cry, Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 2 When Satan, my foe, comes in like a flood, To drive my poor soul from the fountain of good, I'll pray to the Saviour who kindly did die, Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 3 And when I have ended my pilgrimage here, In Jesus' pure righteousness let me appear : In the swellings of Jordan on thee I'll rely, And look to the Rock that is higher than I. 4 And when the last trumpet shall sound through the skies, When the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise, With millions I'll join, far above yonder skv, To praise that dear Rock that is higher than I. 743 8, 7 & 4. Newton. 11 Lord, revive us." SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation ; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain : All will come to desolation Unless thou return again : Lord, revive us ! Human help is all in vain. 2 Once, 0 Lord, thy garden flourished ; Every part was gay and green ; 710 MISCELLANEOUS. All its plants by thee were nourished \ How delightful was the scene ! Lord, revive us ! On thy mighty power we lean. 3 Keep no longer at a distance ; Smile upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die : Lord, revive us ! Hear in heaven our earnest cry. 4 Let each one esteemed thy servant Break the bonds of earthly care ; Let our mutual love be fervent ; Help us to prevail in prayer : Lord, revive us ! Let us now the blessing share. 744 6, 4 & 7. r The happy Land. rpHERE is a happy land, J_ Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand Bright, bright as day : 0 how they sweetly sing, Worthy is our Saviour King: Loud let his praises ring, Praise, praise for aye ! 2 Come to that happy land, Come, come away : Why will ye doubting stand, Why still delay ? O, we shall happy be When, from sin and sorrow free^ Lord, we shall live with thee Blest, blest for aye ! 711 HYMNS. 3 Bright, in that happy laud. Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. 0, then, to glory run ; Be a crown and kingdom won ; And bright above the sun We reign for aye ! 745 P. M. The Family Bible. HOW painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful emotion and innocent joy, When blest with parental advice and affection, Surrounded with mercies and peace from on high: 1 still view the chairs of my father and mother, The seats of their offspring, as ranged on each hand, And the richest of books, which excels ever;* other, The Family Bible that lay on the stand: The old-fashioned Bible, the dear, blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lay on the stand. 2 The Bible, that volume of God's inspiration, At morn and at evening could yield us uelight; And the prayer of our sire was a sweet invo- cation For mercy by day and for safety at night ; And our hymns of thanksgiving, with harmony swelling All warm from the hearts of the family band, Half raised us from earth to that rapturous dwelling Described in the Bible that lay on the stand: 712 MISCELLANEOUS. The old-fashioned Bible, the dear, blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lay on the stand. 8 Ye scenes of enjoyment, long have we beea parted : My hope almost gone, and my parents no more, In sorrow and sadness I live broken-hearted, And wander alone on a far-distant shore. Vet why should I doubt a dear Saviour's pro- tection, Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful band? 0 let me with patience receive his correction, And think of the Bible that lay on the stand : The old-fashioned Bible, the dear, blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lay on the stand. 746 10s. & lis. Pleasures of Religion. OTELL me no more of this vain world's store : The time for such trifles with me now is o'er: A country I've found, where true joys abound : To dwell I 'm determined, on that happy ground. 2 The souls that believe, in paradise live, And me in that number will Jesus receive. My soul, don't delay ; he calls thee away : Rise, follow the Saviour, and bless the glad day. 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, What light, strength, and comfort : go after him, go. Lo ! onward I move to a country above : None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove. 713 HYMNS 4 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell, and sin ; Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ within ; And when I'm to die, "Receive me," I'll cry, For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why. 5 But still I do find that we are so joined, He'll not live in glory and leave me behind. So this is the race I'm running, through grace, Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 6 And now I'm in care my neighbors may share Those blessings : to seek them will none of you dare ? In bondage, 0 why, and death will you lie, When one here assures you free grace is so nigh? 747 lis. Christ precious. 0 JESUS, my Saviour, I know thou art mine ; For thee all the pleasure of earth I resign : Thou art my rich treasure, my joy, and my love ; Nothing richer 's possessed by the angels above. 2 Thy Spirit first taught me to know I was blind, Then taught me the way of salvation to find ; And when I was sinking in gloomy despair, My Jesus relieved me, and bade me not fear. 3 In vain I attempt to describe what I feel : The language of mortals here ever must fail. My Jesus is precious: my soul's in a flame: I am raised into raptures while praising his name 714 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 I find hint in singing; he is present in prayer ; In sweet meditation he always is near ; My constant companion — may we never part ! All glory to Jesus, he dwells in my heart. 5 If ever I loved thee, 'tis now, my dear Lord : I love thy dear children, thy ways, and thy word ; I love all creation ; I love sinners too, For Jesus has died to redeem them from woe. 6 When happy in Jesus, I cannot forbear, Though sinners despise me, his love to declare; 'Tis so overwhelming, enraptured I'd fly, And praise him in mansions celestial on high. 748 8s. & 7s. Autumn. HAIL, ye sighing sons of sorrow, Learn with me your certain doom; Learn with me your fate to-morrow — Dead, perhaps laid in the tomb. See all nature fading, dying ; Silent, all things seem to mourn: Life from vegetation flying, Calls to mind the mouldering urn. 2 Lo ! in yonder forest standing, Lofty cedars, how they nod ! Scenes of nature, how surprising ! Read in nature, nature's God. While the annual frosts are cropping Leaves and tendrils from the trees, So our friends are yearly dropping — We are like to one of these. 3 Hollow winds about me roaring, Noisy waters round me rise, While I sit my fate deploring, Tears fast streaming from mine eyes. 715 HYMNS. What to me is autumn's treasure, Since I know no earthly joy ? Long I've lost all youthful pleasure — Time will health and youth destroy. 4 Former friends, how oft I've sought them. Just to cheer a troubled mind ! Now they're gone, like leaves of autumn Driven before the dreary wind. When a few more days are wasted, And a few more scenes are o'er, When a few more griefs I've tasted, I shall rise to fall no more. 5 Fast my sun of life's declining; Soon 'twill set in endless night ; But my hopes, so brightly shining, Rise to fairer worlds of light. Cease this trembling, mourning, sighing ; Death shall burst this sullen gloom; Then my spirit, fluttering, flying, Shall be borne beyond the tomb. 19 L- M. The good old Way. LIFT up your heads, Immanuel's friends, And taste the pleasure Jesus sends : Let nothing cause you to delay, But hasten on the good old way. Chorus. And I'll sing hallelujah, And glory be to God on high ; And I'll sing hallelujah — There's glory beaming through the sky. 2 Our conflicts here, though great they be, Will not prevent our victory, 716 MISCELLANEOUS. [f we but watch, and strive, and pray, Like soldiers, in the good old way. And I'll sing, eta 3 0 good old way ! how sweet thou art ! May none of us from thee depart ; But may our actions always say, We're marching in the good old way. And I '11 sing etc 4 Though Satan may his powers employ, Our peace and comfort to destroy, Yet never fear ; we'll gain the day, And shout and sing the good old way. And I'll sing, etc. 5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, And view by faith the promised land, Then we may sing, and shout, and pray, And march along the good old way. And I'll sing, etc. 6 Ye valiant souls, for heaven contend ; Remember glory's at the end; Our God will wipe ail tears away When we have run the good old way. And I'll sing, etc. 7 Then far above this mortal shore We'll meet with those who've gone before, And shout to think we've gained the day By marching in the good old way. And I'll sing, etCc 750 5s. & lis. C. Weslex Neivness of Life. COME, let us anew Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear: 717 HYMNS. His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope and the labor of loFe. 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 her*. 3 0 that each in the day Of his coming may say, " I have fought my way through, I have finished the work thou didst give me to do!" 0 that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, ''Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne ,v 751 6s. & 4s. Leaning on Jesus. MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine ! Now hear me when I pray, Take all my guilt away ; 0 let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire : 718 MISCELLANEOUS. As thou hast died for me, 0 may my love to thee, Pure, warm, and changeless ta*, A burning fire. 3 When life's dark maze I treatX, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide : Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient drea^, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll ; Blest Saviour, then in love Fear and distress remove ; 0 bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. 752 C. M. Suttoh The Christian's Hope. HAIL, sweetest, dearest tie, that binds Our glowing hearts in one ! Hail, sacred hope, that tunes our minds To harmony divine ! It is the hope, the blissful hope, Which Jesus' grace has given ; The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. We all shall meet in heaven at last, We all shall meet in heaven ; The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 719 HYMNS. 2 What though the northern wintry blast Shall howl around the cot ? What though beneath an eastern sun Be cast the distant lot ? Yet still we share the blissful hope Which Jesus' grace has given, The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. We all shall meet in heaven at last, We all shall meet in heaven ; The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 3 From Burmah's shore, from Afric's strand. From India's burning plain, From Europe, from Columbia's land, We hope to meet again : It is the hope, the blissful hope, Which Jesus'' grace has given ; The hope, when days and years are past. We all shall meet in heaven. We all shall meet in heaven at last, We all shall meet in heaven ; The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 4 No lingering look, no parting sigh Our future meeting knows ; There friendship beams from every eye, And hope immortal grows : 0 sacred hope, 0 blissful hope, Which Jesus' grace has given ! The hope, when days and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. We all shall meet in heaven at iast, We all shall meet in heaven ; The hope, when daj's and years are past, We all shall meet in heaven. 720 MISCELLANEOUS. 753 L. M. Steele. Eternity anticipated. ETERNITY is just at hand ; And shall I waste my ebbing sand, And careless view departing day, And throw my inch of time away ? 2 Eternity ! tremendous sound ! To guilty souls a dreadful wound ; But 0 ! if Christ and heaven be mine, How sweet the accents ! how divine ! 3 Be this my chief, my only care, My high pursuit, my ardent prayer — An interest in the Saviour's blood, My pardon sealed, and peace with God. 4 But should my brightest hopes be vain— The rising doubts, how sharp their pain ! My fears, 0 gracious God, remove ; Confirm my title to thy love. 5 Search, Lord, 0 search my inmost heart And light, and hope, and joy impart ; From guilt and error set me free, And guide me safe to heaven and thee. 754 &s. & 7s. Robinson Grateful Recollections. COME, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount — 0 ! fix me on it, Mount of God's unchanging love. 46 721 HYMNS. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I 'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. 3 0 to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, Lord; take and seal it Seal it for thy courts above. 755 7s. A. J. Bair? The Penitent. POOR and helpless, Lord, I come, Blind and sinful, to thy throne : All my life from thee I've strayed, Of myself a rebel made. 2 Late I heard thy voice of grace, Turned to see thy smiling face : Justice drove my soul away, Mercy called me yet to stay. 3 Jesus, canst thou bid me live ? Canst thou all my sins forgive ? 0, I've sinned against thy love, Oft against thy Spirit strove. 4 Mercy, mercy can there be — Mercy for a wretch like me ? None, I know, but Jesus' love Can my load of guilt remove. 722 MISCELLANEOUS. 5 Darkness gathers o'er my heart: Mine is sure the sinner's part ! Hope seems gone, and sorrows rise : Prospects die, and comfort flies. 6 Yet I hear thy blessed word Whispered by thy Spirit, Lord : ''All thy works are vain," it saith : "Jesus saves alone through faith. 7 " Troubled soul, on Jesus rest : 0 believe, and thou art blest : 'Twas for such as thee he died: See his hands, his feet, his side !" 8 0 what comfort here I find ! 0 what rapture fills my mind ! Jesus, all I give to thee : Help me, Lord, to follow thee. 756 8s. & 7s. Grant, Taking up the Cross. JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee : Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition — God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me — They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me — Thou art not, like them, untrue ; And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; Show thy face, and all is bright. 723 HYMNS. 3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure : Come, disaster, scorn, and pain : In thy service pain is pleasure — With thy favor loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father ; I have set my heart on thee : Storms may howl, and clouds may gather- All must work for good to me. 4 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast: Life with trials hard may press me — Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 0, 'tis not in grief to harm me While thy love is left to me : 0, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee! 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation: Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care : Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee: Think what Father's smiles are thine: Think that Jesus died to win thee : Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer ; Heaven's eternal days before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thine earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. ^'57 10s. & lis. Moore. The Disconsolate comforted. COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come, at the mercy-seat fervently kneel : 7:24 MISCELLANEOUS Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, H«re speaks the Comforter, in mercy saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot 3 Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, boundless in love: Come to the feast prepared ; come, ever know- ing Earth has no»sorrow but Heaven can remove. 758 6s. & 5s. When shall ive meet again ? "VTTHEN shall we meet again, VV Meet ne'er to sever? When will peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever ? Our hearts will ne'er repose Safe from the blast that blows In this dark vale of woes — Never — no, never! 2 When shall love freely flow Pure as life's river? When shall sweet friendship glow Changeless for ever ? Where joys celestial thrill, Where bliss each heart shall fill, And fears of parting chill Never — no, never! 725 HYMNS. 3 Up to that world of light Take us, dear Saviour: May we all there unite, Happy for ever : Where kindred spirits dwell, There may our music swell, And time our joys dispel Never — no, never! 4 Soon shall we meet again, Meet ne'er to sever : Soon will peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever : Our hearts shall then repose Secure from worldly woes ; Our songs of praise shall close Never — no, never! 759 C. M. Watts. Martyrs glorified. • " rpHESE glorious minds, how bright they JL shine ! Whence all their white array ? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day ?" 2 From torturing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, And strangely washed their raiment white In Jesus' dying-blood. 8 Now they approach th' eternal God, And bow before his throne ; Their warbling harps »nd sacred songs Adore the Holy One. 4 The unveiled glories of his face Among his saints reside, While the rich treasure of his grace Sees all their wants supplied. 726 MISCELLANEOUS. 5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their soulfc, And hunger flee as fast : The fruit of life's immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. 6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock Whe^e living fountains rise ; And love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eyes. 760 10s. & Us Birth of Christ. HAIL the blest morn ! see the great Mediator Down .from the regions of glory descend : Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger : Lo ! for his guard the bright angels attend. 2 Bright in the east, lo ! the Son of the Morning Dawns on our darkness, and lends us his aid ; While his pure light, the horizon adorning, Guides where our infant Redeemer is laid. 3 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall : Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 4 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion Odors of Eden and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ! 5 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; Vainly with gifts would his favor secure : Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 727 HYMNS. 761 P. M. Rejoicing in Hope. OUR bondage here shall end by and by: From Egypt's yoke set free, Hail the glorious jubilee, \nd to Canaan we'll return by and by. 2 Oar Deliverer will come by and by, And our sorrows have an end With our threescore years and ten, And vast glory crown the day, by and by. 3 Though our enemies are strong, we'll go on ; Though our hearts dissolve with fear, Lo ! Sinai's God is near : While the fiery pillar moves, we '11 .go on. 4 By Marah's bitter streams, we'll go on; Though Baca's vale be dry, And the land yield no supply, To a land of corn and wine we'll go on. 5 And when to Jordan's flood we are come, Jehovah rules the tide, And the waters he'll divide, And the ransomed host shall shout, We are come. 6 Then friends shall meet again who have loved; Our embraces shall be sweet At the dear Redeemer's feet, When we meet to part no more, who have loved. 7 Then, with all the happy throng, we'll rejoice, Shouting glory to our King, Till the vaults of heaven shall ring, And through nil eternity we'll rejoice. 723 MISCELLANEOUS. 762 L. M. H. K. White, \YTHEN, marshalled on the nightly plain, VV The glittering hosts bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 'J Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks — It is the Star of Bethlehem. 8 Once on the raging seas I rode ; The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Death-struck, I ceased 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 dangerous thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, I '11 sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem. 763 7s. Mr3. Masters Pleasures of Religion. jrpiS religion that can give J_ Sweetest pleasures while we live : 'Tis religion can supply Solid comfort when we die. 729 HYMNS. 2 After death its joys shall be Lasting as eternity : Be the living God my friend, Then my joys shall never end. 764 8s. & 9s. Our buried Friends. MY buried friends can I forget ? Or must the grave eternal sever ? They linger in my memory yet, And in my heart they'll live for ever. They loved me once with love sincere, And never did their love deceive me ; But often in my conflicts here They rallied quickly to relieve me. 2 I fain would weep — but what of tears ? No tears of mine could e'er recall them ; Nor would I wish that grovelling cares. Cares like to mine, should e'er befall them. They rest in realms of light and love ; They dwell upon the mount of glory ; They bask in beams of bliss above, And shout to tell their happy story. 3 I heard them bid the world adieu ; I saw them on the rolling billow : Their far-off home appeared in view, While yet they pressed a dying-pillow. I heard the parting pilgrim tell, While passing Jordan's stormy river, "Adieu to earth, for all is well; Now all is well with me for ever." 4 0 how I long to join their wing, And range their fields of blooming flowers ■ Come, holy watchers, come and bring A mourner to your blissful bowers. 730 MISCELLANEOUS. I'd speed with rapture on my way, Nor would I pause at Jordan's river ; With songs I'd enter endless day, And live with my loved friends for ever. o 765 7s. & 6s. Longing to see Jesus, WHEN shall I see Jesus, And reign with him above, And drink the flowing fountain Of everlasting love ? When shall I be delivered From this vain world of sin, And with my blessed Jesus Drink endless pleasures in ? 2 But now I am a soldier : My Captain's gone before : He's given me my orders, And tells me not to fear ; And if I hold out faithful, A crown of life he'll give, And all his valiant soldiers Eternal life shall have. 3 Through grace I am determined To conquer, though I die ; And then away to Jesus On wings of love I '11 fly. Farewell to sin and sorrow, I bid them all adieu ; And you, my friends, prove faithful, And on your way pursue. 4 And if you meet with troubles And trials on the way, Then cast your care on Jesus, And don't forget to pray : 731 HYMNS. Gird on the heavenly armor Of faith, and hope, and love, And when your race is ended, You'll reign with him above. 5 0 do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend ; And if you lack for knowledge, He'll not refuse to lend ; Neither will he upbraid you, Though often you request: He '11 give you grace to conquer, And take you home to rest. 7QQ L. M. C. Wesley Trust and Confidence. AWAY, my unbelieving fear! Let fear in me no more have place : My Saviour doth not yet appear ; He hides the brightness of his face : But shall I therefore let him go, And basely to the tempter yield ? No, in the strength of Jesus, no ! I never will give up my shield. 2 Although the vine its fruit deny ; Although the olive yield no oil ; The withering fig tree droop and die, The field illude the tiller's toil ; The empty stall no herd afford, And perish all the bleating race ; Yet I will triumph in the Lord, The God of my salvation praise. 3 Away, each unbelieving fear ! Let fear to cheering hope give place ; My Saviour will at length appear, And show the brightness of his face. 732 MISCELLANEOUS. Though now my prospects all be crossed, My blooming hopes cut off I see, Yet will I in my Saviour trust, And glory that he died for me. 4 In hope — believing against hope— His promised mercy will I claim ; His gracious word shall bear me up To seek salvation in his name. Soon, my dear Saviour, bring it nigh ! My soul shall then outstrip the wind, On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world and sin behind. 767 Us- Social Worshippers parting. FAREWELL, loving Christians ; the time is at hand When we must be parted from this social band : Our several engagements do call us away — Separation is needful, and we must obey. 2 Farewell, my dear brethren ; farewell for a while : We'll soon meet again, if kind Providence smile ; But when we are parted and scattered abroad, We'll pray for each other when wrestling with God. 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers; you'll soon be discharged : The war's almost over, the crown is enlarged: With singing and praising, though Jordan may roar, You'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore. 738 HYMNS. 4 Farewell, ye young converts, who've listed for war : Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near : Although you must travel this dark wilderness, Your Captain's before you — he'll lead you to rest. 5 Farewell, seeking mourners, ye broken in heart : 0, go to the Saviour, and choose the good part; He's full of compassion, and mighty to save: His arms are extended — your souls he'll re- ceive. 6 Farewell, careless sinners : for you I do mourn, To think of your danger, and great unconcern: You've heard of the judgment where all must appear — 0, there you'll stand trembling with torment- ing fear. 7 Your frolics and pastimes, in which you de- light, Will serve to torment you in that dread affright ; You'll think of the sermons that you've heard in vain, When hope's gone for ever of hearing again. 8 Farewell, fellow - travellers ; farewell, all around : Perhaps we '11 not meet till the last trump shall sound : To meet you in glory I give you my hand, The Saviour to praise in a pure social band. 768 C. m. Fellowship with God. TT^ROM all that's mortal, all that's vain, ' And from this earthly clod, 734 MISCELLANEOUS. Arise, my soul, and strive to gain Some fellowship with God. 2 Say, what is there below the sky, Or all the paths thou 'st trod, Can suit thy wishes or thy joys Like fellowship with God? 3 Not life, nor all the toys of art, Nor pleasure's flowery road, Can to my soul such bliss impart As fellowship with God. 4 Nor health, nor friendship here below, Nor wealth, that golden load, Can such delights and comforts show As fellowship with God. 5 When I, in love, am made to bear Affliction's needful rod, Light, sweet; and kind the strokes appear Through fellowship with God. 6 In fierce temptation's fiery blast, And dark distraction's road, I'm happy, if I can but taste Some fellowship with God. 7 And when the icy arms of death Shall chill my flowing blood, With joy I'll yield my latest breath, In fellowship with God. 8 When I at last to heaven ascend, And gain that blest abode, There an eternity I'll spend In fellowship with God. 735 D0X0L0GIE8. DOXOLOGIES. C. M. LET God the Father, and the Son And Spirit be adored, Where there are works to make him known Or saints to love the Lord. C. M. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. C. M. D. THE God of mercy be adored, Who calls our souls from death, Who saves by his redeeming Word And new-creating Breath. To praise the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow r Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. L. M. TO God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and gloiy given By all on earth and all in heaven. 736 HOMOLOGIES. C. P. M. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Be praise amid the heavenly host, And in the Church below ; From whom all creatures draw their breath. By whom redemption blessed the earth, From whom all comforts flow. lis. 0 FATHER Almighty, to thee be addressed.. With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever blest, All glory and worship from earth and from heaven, As was, and is now, and shall ever be given H. M. 1^0 God the Father's throne Your highest honors raise ; Glory to God the Son ; To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, While faith adores. S. M. TO the Eternal Three, In will and essence One? Be universal homage paid, And equal honors done. S. M. WATT8. GIVE to the Father praise, Give glory to the Son ; And to the Spirit of his grace Be equal honor done. 47 737 DOXOLOGIES. S. M. YE angels round the throne, And saints that dwell below, Adore the Father, praise the Son, And bless the Snirit too. SING we to our God above Praise eternal as his love : Praise him, all ye heavenly host — Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 8s. & 7s. MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above. Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. 8, 7 & 4. GLORY be to God the Father, Glory to the eternal Son ; Sound aloud the Spirit's praises ; Join the elders round the throne; Hallelujah ! Hail the glorious Three in One. 10s. TO Father, Son, and Spirit ever blest, Eternal praise and worship be addressed ; From age 1o age, ye saints, his name adore, And spread his fame till time shall be uo more 738 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Above these heavens' created rounds 70 According to thy gracious word 542 According to thy word ...• 93 A charge to keep I have ♦ 493 Again, indulgent Lord, return 523 Again the Lord of life and light 550 A home in heaven ! what a joyful thought. 687 Ah, how shall fallen man 287 Ah! whither should I go.; 441 Ah, why should doubts and fears arise .... 461 Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart 457 Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 355 Alas ! how changed that lovely flower 661 Alas, what hourly dangers rise 506 All-glorious God, what hymns of praise... 292 All hail ! the glorious morn 342 All hail the great Immanuel's name 346 All power and grace to God belong 191 All power is to our Saviour given 599 All-powerful, self-existent God 263 All ye nations, praise the Lord 191 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice 247 All ye who feel distressed for sin 415 All ye who serve the Lord with fear 44 All yesterday is gone 424 Almighty Father, God of grace 435 Almighty Father of mankind 633 739 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. t»AGS Almighty God, eternal Lord 560 Almighty Lord, before thy throne 695 Almighty Maker, God 262 Almighty Maker of my frame 73 Almighty Ruler of the skies 17 Almighty Spirit, now behold 594 Along the banks where Babel's current flows 227 Am I an Israelite indeed 484 Am I a soldier of the cross 505 Amazing grace! how sweet the sound 299 Amid- displays of wrath and love 435 Amid the splendors of thy state 271 Amid thy wrath, remember love 72 Among th' assemblies of the great 128 Among the princes, earthly gods 135 And am I born to die 672 And are we wretches yet alive 446 And art thou with us, gracious Lord 470 And can mine eyes without a tear 356 And can my heart aspire so high 468 And canst thou, sinner, slight 428 And did the holy and the just 325 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt". 487 And is the gospel peace and love 321 And let this feeble body fail 685 And mus^ this body die 679 And now another week begins 545 And now, my soul, another year 701 And shall I sit alone 482 And shall not Jesus hear 617 And will the God of grace 128 And will the great eternal God 699 And will the Judge descend 675 And will the Lord thus condescend 371 And why do our admiring eyes 369 Angels from the realms of glory 309 Angels, roll the rock away 336 An alien from God, and a stranger to grace. 691 740 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAOR Another day is past 577 Another six days' work is done 546 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat 445 Are sinners now so hardened grown 28 Arise! arise! with joy survey 600 Arise, great God, and let thy grace 598 Arise in all thy splendor, Lord 597 Arise, my gracious God 34 Arise, my soul, arise 316 Arise, my soul, on wings sublime 512 Arise, my tender thoughts, arise. 290 Arise, 0 King of grace, arise 220 Arise, 0 Lord — lift up thine hand 24 Arise, ye people, and adore 87 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake 598 Ascend thy throne, Almighty King 597 As on the cross the Saviour hung 439 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep 658 As pants the hart for cooling streams 78 Assembled at thy great command 607 Attend, O earth, when God declares 9 At thy command, O gracious Lord 542 4wake, and sing the song 357 Awake, arise, and hail the morn 307 Awake! awake! each sluggish soul 650 A.wake, awake the sacred song 358 A.wake, my heart! my soul, arise 548 \wake, my soul, and with the sun 572 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays 323 fVwake, my soul, stretch every nerve 503 A. wake, my soul, to sound his praise 182 Awake, my tongue! thy tribute bring 265 Awake, our drowsy souls 550 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears 502 Awake, ye saints, to praise your King 224 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound 391 Awaked from sin's delusive sleep 453 Away, my unbelieving fear 732 741 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGB Backward we look with grief and shame.. 293 Be thou exalted, 0 my God 100 Be thou, 0 God, exalted high 90 Before Jehovah's awful throne 164 Before the heavens were spread abroad.... 311 Before thy throne, eternal King 585 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 244 Behold a stranger at the door 42G Behold his wondrous grace 223 Behold, the blest Redeemer comes 75 Behold, the blind their sight receive. 314 Behold' the gift of God 379 Behold the glories of the Lamb 344 Behold, the grace appears 305 Behold, the heathen waits to know 608 Behold the King of Zion rise 41 Behold the morning sun 40 Behold the Saviour of mankind 329 Behold the sure foundation-stone 194 Behold the throne of grace 489 Behold thy waiting servant, Lord 201 Behold us, Lord, with humble fear 15 Behold what condescending love 535 Behold what pity touched the heart 351 Behold what wondrous grace 467 Behold where, in a mortal form 320 Beneath our feet and o'er our head 653 Beyond where Cedron's waters flow 327 Bless, O my soul, the living God 170 Blest are the humble souls that see 490 Blest are the sons of peace 222 Blest are the souls who hear and know.... 142 Blest are the undefined in heart ,. 197 Blest be the dear, uniting love ^98 Blest be the everlasting God 508 Blest be the Lord, the God of love 115 Blest be the Lor.d, who heard my prayer.. 58 Blest be the tie tha binds 497 742 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Blest Comforter divine 400 Blest day, when our ascended Lord 387 Blest is the man, for ever blest 64 Blest is the man who shuns the place 7 Blest is the man whom thou, 0 Lord 151 Blest is the man whose tender care 76 Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts.... 865 Blest morning, whose first dawning rays.. 337 Blest who with generous pity glows 76 Blest work, the youthful mind to win 640 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 591 Bread of heaven, on thee we feed 540 Breathe, Holy Spirit, from above 401 Bright King of glory, dreadful God 313 Brightness of the Father's glory 358 Broad is the road that leads to death 405 Buried in shadows of the night 292 Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring ......... 692 Can sinners hope for heaven 407 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish 656 Children of the heavenly King 510 Children, to your Creator, God 638 Christ and his cross are all our theme 385 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our tri... 338 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons of men 338 Christ, whose glory fills the skies 375 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul ... 92 Come, all ye servants of the Lord 97 Come, all ye saints of God 361 Come, blessed Spirit, source of light 389 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day.... 547 Come, dearest Lord, who reign'st above... 300 Come, divine and peaceful Guest 398 Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell... 489 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 395 Come, happy souls, approach your God ... 295 Come hither, all ye weary souls 413 743 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Come, Holy Ghost, come from on high 53G Come, Holy Ghost, inspire our songs 359 Come, Holy Spirit, calm each mind 396 Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy 392 Come, Holy Spirit, come, Let thy 393 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 391 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Guest 403 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 418 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord 502 Come, let us anew 717 Come, let our voices join to raise 152 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 361 Come, let us join our friends above 519 Come, let us join our souls to God 500 Come, let us join with sweet accord 547 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 349 Come, 0 my soul, in sacred fays 27w Come, 0 thou King of all thy saints b-J-S Come, 0 ye saints, your voices raise 62 Come, sacred Spirit, from above.. 394 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice 414 Come, see the place where Jesus lay 341 Come, sound his praise abroad 154 Come, thou Fount of every blessing 721 Come, thou Almighty King 282 Come, thou soul- transforming Spirit 561 Come, weary souls, with sin oppressed.... 415 Come, we that love the Lord 510 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish 72 I Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 417 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 27:' Come, ye that love the Saviour's name.... 662 Consider all my sorrows, Lord 203 Crown his head with endless blessing 196 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness. 529 Daughter of Zion, from the dust 601 Dark was the night, and cold the ground.. o2S 74 1 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGH Day of judgment — day of wonders 669 Dearest of all the names above 349 Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat 636 Dear Jesus, when, when shall it be 443 Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning love. . 371 Dear Eefuge of my weary soul 635 Dear Saviour, we are thine 494 Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall ... 450 Death may dissolve my body now 514 Death! 'tis a melancholy day 665 Deep are the wounds which sin has made. 373 Deep in our hearts let us record 116 Deep in the dust before thy throne 293 Defend me, Lord, from shame 63 Depth of mercy, can there be 451 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 449 Didst thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame .... 483 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord 564 Do not I love thee, 0 my Lord 365 Down from his lofty throne on high 165 Dread Jehovah, God of nations 694 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song 575 Early, my God, without delay 104 Enslaved by sin, fast bound in chains 322 Enwrapt in thickest shades of night 588 Eternal Father, God of love 500 Eternal God, almighty Cause 134 Eternal God, celestial King 100 Eternal God, our wondering souls 511 Eternal Power, almighty God 271 Eternal Source of every good 530 Eternal Source of every joy 695 Eternal Source of joys divine , 465 Eternal Spirit, God of truth 402 Eternal Spirit, we confess 388 Eternal Sun of Righteousness 626 Eternity is just at hand 721 745 INDEX OF FIRST LINES PAQl Exalted Prince of Life, we own 346 Exalt the Lord our God 102 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss.... 460 Faith is the brightest evidence 458 Faithful, 0 Lord, thy mercies are 271 Far as thy name is known &8 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 558 Far from these narrow scenes of night 683 Far from the utmost verge of day 432 Far from the world, 0 Lord, I flee 628 "Father divine," the Saviour cried 321 Father divine, thy piercing eye 569 Father, I sing thy wondrous grace 116 Father of all, whose love profound 284 Father of all, in whom alone 397 Father of glory, to thy name 283 Father of mercies, bow thine ear 584 Father of mercies, God of love, 0 hear ... 452 Father of mercies, God of love, Send down 389 Father of mercies, in thy house 583 Fathvj of mercies, in thy word 255 Father, to thee our souls we lift 396 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 480 Farewell, loving Christians, the time is at... 733 Firm and unmoved are they .*.. 213 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands 354 Firmly I stand on Zion's hill 518 Fixed on the sacred hills 137 Fools in their hearts believe and say 28 For ever blessed be the Lord 237 For ever shall my song record 141 For thee, 0 God, our constant praise 100 Fountain of mercy, God of love 696 Frequent the day of God returns 566 From all that's mortal, ail that's vain 734 From all that dwell below the skies 189 From deep distress and troubled thoughts. 217 746 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAOB From earliest dawn of life 624 From every stormy wind that blows 563 From Greenland's icy mountains 592 ' From lowest depths of woe 218 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince 82 Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour 602 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 637 Give thanks to God; he reigns above 180 Give thanks to God, invoke his name 178 Give thanks to God, the sovereign Lord... 226 Give to our God immortal praise 225 Give to the Father praise 737 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame 59 Give us room, that we may dwell 607 , Glorious things of thee are spoken 138 Glory be to God the Father 738 Glory to God on high 360 Glory to thee, my God, this night 578 God in his earthly temple lays 137 God, in the gospel of his Son 297 God, in the high and holy place 267 God is a spirit, just and wise 265 God is the refuge of his saints 83 God moves in a mysterious way 275 God, my supporter and my hope 122 God of mercy, God of grace 449 God of my childhood and my youth 118 God of my life, my morning song 573 God of my strength, in thee alone 79 God of our fathers, by whose hand 623 God of our salvation, hear us 565 God of the morning, at thy voice 571 God's holy law, transgressed 286 Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord 583 Go to dark Gethsemane 326 Grace, like an uncorrupted seed 474 Grace! 'tis a charming sound 299 747 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PA«E Gracious Spirit, Love divine 399 Great Father of each perfect gift 397 Great first of beings! mighty Lord 261 1 Great God, and shall thy Spirit rest 399 Great God, attend my humble call 117 Great God, attend, while Zion sings 130 Great God, at thy command 703 Great God, before thy mercy-seat 437 Great God, how infinite art thou 259 Great God, indulge my humble claim 103 Great God, now condescend 534 Great God of nations, now to thee 696 Great God, our strength, to thee we cry... 78 Great God, the nations of the earth 596 Great God, this sacred day of thine 548 Great God, thy penetrating eye 263 Great God, to thee my evening song 575 Great God, to what a glorious height 345 Great God, what do I see and hear 668 Great God, whose universal sway..; 119 Great God, with wonder and with praise... 256 Great Heir of David's throne 613 Great is the Lord ; his works of might — 184 Great is the Lord our God 87 Great is the Lord ! our souls adore 239 Great is the Lord! what tongue can frame. 177 Great King of glory and of grace 288 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners 525 Great Saviour, who didst condescend 623 Great Shepherd of thine Israel 127 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear 556 Great Source of being and of love 423 Great Source of boundless power and grace. 470 Guide me, 0 thou great Jehovah 513 Haa 1 the tongues of Greeks and Jews.... 462 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help 151 Hail, gracious Source of every good 101 748 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Hail, great Creator, wise and good 266 Hail, mighty Jesus ! how divine 603 Hail, sacred truth ! whose piercing rays... 253 Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds ,. 719 Hail, the blest morn ! see the great Mediator 727 Hail, thou long-expected Jesus 309 Hail, ye sighing sons of sorrow 715 Happy is he who fears the Lord 186 Happy the Church, thou sacred place 527 Happy the heart where graces reign 462 Happy the man whose cautious feet 7 Happy the man whose tender care 77 Hark! from the cross a voice of peace.... 407 Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound .... 655 Hark, hark! the gospel trumpet sounds... 413 Hark! my soul, it is the Lord 526 •Hark! ten thousand harps and voices 343 Hark! that shout of rapturous joy 669 Hark ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes. 310 Hark! the herald angels say 339 Hark! the herald angels sing 304 Hark! the' song of jubilee 614 Hark! the voice of love and mercy 330 Hark! what mean those holy voices 305 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time 121 Hasten, O sinner, to be wise 411 Have mercy, Lord, on me 94 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face 169 Hear my prayer, Jehovah, hear 169 Hear, O sinner! mercy hails you 408 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims. 657 Heaven is the land where troubles cease... 693 Heaven has confirmed the dread decree.... 652 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies 334 He lives, the everlasting God 206 He lives — the great Redeemer lives 315 He reigns ! the Lord, the Saviour reigns.. 156 He who hath made his refuge God 146 749 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAftl He whj on earth as man was known 345 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail 25 Here at thy cross, my dying God 460 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet 541 Here, in this consecrated grove 568 Here in thy name, eternal God 698 High in the heavens, eternal God 69 High in yonder realms of light 690 High let us swell our tuneful notes 306 High o'er the heavens, supreme, alone 170 High on a hill of dazzling light 277 Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh .... 423 Holy and reverend is the name 274 Holy Bible! book divine 258 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness 398 Holy Ghost, with light divine 393 Hosanna to our conquering King 602 Hosanna to the Prince of light 342 Hosanna with a cheerful sound 580 How beauteous are their feet 582 How blest the righteous when he dies 654 How blest the sacred tie that binds 496 How calm and beautiful the morn 340 How charming is the place 555 How condescending and how kind 537 How did my heart rejoice to hear 208 How far beyond our mortal sight 682 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord 704 How gentle God's commands 481 How glorious is the gift of faith 685 How great the wonders of that cross 385 How happy are they who their Saviour obey. 705 flow heavy is the night 287 How helpless guilty nature lies 289 flow large the promise, how divine 532 How long wilt thou conceal thy face 26 flow oft, alas! this wretched heart 455 How oft have sin and Satan strove 473 750 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PA&2 How painfully pleasing the fond recollection 712 How pleasant, how divinely fair , 125 How pleasant 'tis to see 223 How pleased and blest was 1 211 How precious is the book divine 254 How sad our state by nature is 291 How shall the young secure their hearts... 198 How short and hasty is our life M5 How still and peaceful is the grave 653 How sweet aud awful is the place 538 How sweet and heavenly is the sight 463 How sweet the light of Sabbath eve 549 How swift the torrent rolls 648 How tedious and tasteless the hours 524 How sweet to leave the world a while 554 How vain are all things here below 642 How vain is all beneath the skies 643 How wondrous great, how glorious bright. 285 I cannot bear thine absence, Lord 626 I know that my Redeemer lives 495 I lift my soul to God % 52 I'll praise my Maker with my breath 242 I look to thee, 0 Lord, alone 436 I love the Lord: he heard my cries 187 1 love the sacred book of God 256 I love thy kingdom, Lord 229 I love to steal awhile away 574 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 370 I send the joys of earth away 641 I set the Lord before my face 33 I sing the almighty power of God 277 I spread my sins before the Lord 65 I waited patient for the Lord 74 I will extol thee, Lord, on high 61 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay.. 663 If God succeed not, all the cost 21 4 If God to build the house deny 21 5 751 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. pag a If human kindness meets return 854 If I must die, 0, let me die 666 If through unruffled seas 479 In all my vast concerns with thee 232 Id duties and in sufferings too 320 In evil long I took delight 440 Iu expectation sweet 673 In God's own house pronounce his praise. 249 In mercy, Lord, remember me 578 In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke 16 In seasons of grief tp my God I'll repair. 710 In sweet, exalted strains 530 In thee, great God, with songs of praise.. 42 In thee, O Lord, I place my trust 63 In thy great name, O Lord, we come 558 In thy rebukes, all-gracious God 478 In vain I trace creation o'er 465 In vain men talk of living faith 459 In vain we lavish out our lives 424 In vain we seek for peace with God 833 Indulgent Lord, whose, bounteous care.... 579 Indulgent Sovereign of the skies 595 Infinite excellence is thine 362 Is there ambition in my heart 219 Is this the kind return 448 It is the Lord, enthroned in light 177 It is the Lord our Saviour's hand 166 Jehovah, God most high 235 Jehovah, God, thy gracious power 284 Jehovah is the Lord our God 178 Jehovah, Lord of power and might 20 Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light 149 Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high 279 Jehovah reigns — your tribute bring 23 Jerusalem, my happy home 689 Jesus, and didst thou condescend 314 Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky 326 752 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Jesus, and shall it ever be 370 Jesus, by his own precious blood 317 Jesus demands the voice of joy 109 Jesus demands this heart of mine 521 Jesus, I love thy charming name 366 Jesus, I my cross have taken 723 Jesus, immortal King, arise 602 Jesus, in whom but thee above 368 Jesus invites his saints 538 Jesus, lover of my soul 377 Jesus, Master, hear me now 5-13 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone 380 Jesus, my truth, my way 380 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne 183 Jesus, save my dying soul 440 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 120 Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns 316 Jesus, the Lord, ascends on high 86 Jesus the Saviour's nigh 134 Jesus, thou art the living bread 378 Jesus, thou everlasting King 381 Jesus, to thy celestial light 369 Jesus, where'er thy people meet 563 Jesus, who knows full well 620 Jesus, with truth and power divine 590 Join all the glorious names 318 Joy to the world, the Lord is come 159 Judge me, Lord, in righteousness 80 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause 79 .Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways.... 55 Just are thy ways, and true thy word 36 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong 114 Lamb of God, who thee receive .,. 487 Let all the earth their voices raise 154 Let all the just to God with joy 66 Let all the lands, with shouts of joy 110 48 753 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAG* Let children hear the mighty deeds 126 Let earth, with every isle and sea 158 Let every creature join 244 Let every mortal ear attend. 411 Let every tongue thy goodness speak.. .... 240 Let God the Father, and the Son 736 Let heathens to their idols haste ,., 32 Let me but hear my Saviour say :... 490 Let party names no more 463 Lei sinners take their course 96 Let songs of endless praise 190 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord 285 Let thy grace, Lord, make me lowly 219 Let us adore the grace that seeks 425 Let us awake our joys 347 Let us, with a joyful mind 226 Let Zion and her sons rejoice 168 Let Zion in her King rejoice 84 Let Zion's watchmen now awake 584 Life is a span — a fleeting hour 663 Life is the time to serve the Lord 647 Lift up your heads, eternal gates 51 Lift up your heads, Immanuel's friends ... 716 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 375 Like sheep we went astray 324 Lo, God is here ! let us adore 563 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending 674 Lo ! he cometh ! countless trumpets 675 Lo: the Lord Jehovah liveth 37 Lo ! the Lord, the mighty Saviour 68 Lo! the mighty God appearing 89 lo, what a glorious corner-stone 192 Lo ! what an entertaining sight 222 Long as I live, all-bounteous Lord 176 Long as I live, I'll bless thy name 238 Look, ye saints — the sight is glorious 347 Lord, at thy table we behold 539 Lord, before thy throne we bend 212 754 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGB Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 565 Lord, hear my words — my spirit see 13 Lord, hear the voice of my complaint 14 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see 553 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways 280 Lord, how secure my conscience was 4.33 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove 34 Lord, I am thine ; thy truth I own 200 Lord, I believe a rest remains 684 Lor 3, I can suffer thy rebukes 16 Lord, I have made thy word my choice 199 Lord, I have thee my refuge made 98 Lord, I will bless thee all my days 66 Lord, if thine eye survey our faults 145 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 13 Lord, in the temples of thy grace 405 Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name 61 Lord, let thy goodness lead our land 697 Lord, my God, how long by thee 27 Lord of Hosts, to thee we raise 698 Lord of mercy, just and kind 27 Lord of the harvest, bend thine ear 586 Lord of the worlds above 132 Lord, thou hast called thy grace to mind.. 133 Lord, thou hast heard thy servants cry ... 194 Lord, thou hast scourged our guilty land.. 101 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me thr. 230 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 12 Lord, through the dubious path of life .... 622 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 147 Lord, visit thy forsaken race 599 Lord, we come before thee now 553 Lord, we confess our numerous faults 298 Lord, what a feeble piece 146 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was 1 122 Lord, what a wretched land is this 511 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man 237 Lord, what is man, that he should prove.. 273 755 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAttB Lord, what our ears have heard..... 533 Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove... 539 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 114 Lord, when we bend before thy throne 561 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire 233 Lord, who, among the sons of men 50 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord 243 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 376 Mark the soft falling snow.... 303 May the grace of Christ our Saviour 738 Men of God, go take your stations 610 Mid scenes of confusion and creature com. 706 Mine eyes and my desire 54 Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven 458 Morning breaks upon the tomb 339 Mortals, awake! with angels join 307 My buried friends can I forget 730 My conscious guilt is now so great 444 My days, my weeks, my months, my years. 650 My dear Redeemer and my Lord 319 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so 484 My faith looks up to thee 718 My former hopes are fled 434 My God, accept my early vows 235 My God, how endless is thy love 581 My God, how many are my fears 11 My God, I bow before thy feet 625 My God, in whom are all the springs 99 My God, my everlasting hope 119 My God, U137 Father — blissful name 469 My God, my God, why now forsake 331 My God, my King, thy various praise 237 My God, my life, my love , 280 My God, my portion, and my love 281 My God, my prayer attend 136 My God, permit me not to be 629 My God, permit my tongue 106 756 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PA08 My God, the covenant of thy love 481 My God, the spring of all my joys 464 My God. the steps of pious men 71 My God, thine ear indulgent bend 95 My gracious God, whose changeless love.. 522 My heart is fixed on thee, my God 181 My hiding-place, my refuge-tower 205 My Maker and my King 267 My never-ceasing song shall show 141 My opening eyes with rapture see. 546 My refuge is the God of love 25 My righteous Judge, my gracious God 236 My Saviour and my King 83 My Saviour, let me hear thy voice 457 My Saviour, my almighty Friend 117 My Shepherd will supply my need 46 My son, know thou the Lord 410 My soul, be on thy guard 504 My soul, come, meditate the day 514 My soul forsakes her vain delight 641 My soul, how lovely is the place. 130 My soul, inspired with sacred love 171 My soul lies cleaving to the dust 204 My soul, repeat his praise 174 My soul, thy great Creator praise 176 My soul, with humble fervor raise 172 My spirit looks to God alone 102 My spirit sinks within me, Lord 77 Naked, as from the earth we came 476 Nature, with all her powers, shall sing.... 262 Nature with solemn accent cries 259 No blood of goats nor heifers slain 93 No change of time shall ever shock 36 No more, my God, I boast no more 452 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard 683 Not all the blood of beasts 333 Not the malicious nor profane 390 757 INDEX OF FIRST LINES PAQB Not to condemn the sons of men 294 No"w be my heart inspired to sing 82 Now begin the heavenly theme 352 Now for a time of lofty praise 312 Now, in the heat of youthful blood 039 Now, in the hour of deep distress 43 Now is th' accepted time 42i Now let me make the Lord my trust 7 3 Now let my soul, eternal King 257 Now let our drooping hearts revive 587 Now let our faith grow strong, and rise ... 380 Now let our mournful songs record 42 Now let our mourning hearts revive 61)0 Now living waters flow 613 Now may the God of power and grace 40 Now shall my inward joys arise 528 Now shall my solemn vows be paid 11 1 Now to the Lord a noble song 313 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 381 ' 0 all ye lands, in God rejoice 164 0 all ye lands, rejoice in God Ill 0 all ye nations, praise the Lord, Each with 189 0 all ye nations, praise the Lord, His glo. 190 0 all ye people, clap your hands 85 0 all ye people, shout and sing 187 0 bless the Lord, my soul; His grace 176 0 bless the Lord, my soul; Let all 173 0 blessed souls are they 65 *0 cease, my wandering soul 416 0 come, loud anthems let us sing 152 0 could I find, from day to day. 631 0 could I speak the matchless worth 363 0 could our thoughts* and wishes fly 515 O'er mountain-tops the mount of God 604 O'er the gloomy hijls of darkness 593 O'er the realms of pagan darkness 600 O Father Almighty, to thee be addressed.. 738 7f8 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE 0 for a closer walk with God 490 0 for a glance of heavenly day 438 0 for a heart to praise my God 486 0 for a shout of sacred joy 86 0 for a sight, a pleasing sight 509 1 for a thousand tongues to sing 377 0 foF an overcoming faith 664 0 for that tenderness of heart 446 0 God, my gracious God, to thee 103 0 God, my heart is fully bent 182 0 God, my refuge, hear my cries 95 0 God of Bethel, by whose hand 471 0 God of hosts, the mighty Lord 3 31 0 God of sovereign grace 595 0 God, our help in ages past 143 0 God, thou art my God alone ... 104 0 God, to earth incline 112 0 happy day, that fixed my choice 501 O happy day, when saints shall meet 567 O happy man whose soul is filled 216 O happy they who know the Lord 627 O how I love thy holy law 199 O Jesus, my Saviour, I know thou art mine 714 O let me, gracious Lord, extend 73 O Lord, and shall our fainting souls 404 O Lord, another day is flown 576 O Lord, encouraged by thy grace 533 O Lord, my best desires fulfil 478 O Lord, my heart cries out for thee 131 O Lord, how infinite thy love 75 O Lord, how many are my foes 10 0 Lord, our fathers oft have told 81 O Lord, our God, arise 596 O Lord, our heavenly King 20 O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great.... 18 O Lord, our Lord, in power divine 18 O Lord, the Saviour and defence 144 O Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope . 70 759 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGB 0 praise the Lord, for he is good 180 0 praise the Lord in that blest place '248 0 praise the Lord With one consent 224 0 render thanks and bless the Lord 177 0 render thanks to God above 179 0 sing to me of heaven G87 0 stubborn hearts, that could withstand... 372 O tell me no more of this vain world's store 713 0 that I knew the secret place 631 0 that men their songs would raise 181 0 that my load of sin were gone 526 0 that the Lord would guide my ways 202 0 that thy statutes every hour 201 0 Thou before whose gracious throne 587 0 Thou that nearest prayer 397 0 Thou that hear'st when sinners cry 91 0 Thou, to whom all creatures bow 19 0 Thou to whose all-searching sight 621 0 Thou who driest the mourner's tear... . 506 0 Thou whose justice reigns on high 98 0 Thou whose mercy guides my way 47.6 0 Thou whose tender mercy hears 454 0 'twas a joyful sound to hear 210 O what amazing words of grace 421 O when shall I see Jesus 731 O where shall rest be found 677 0 Zion, tune thy voice 606 Oft have our ears, great God, been taught. 81 On God, rny soul, with patient hope 102 On God the race of man depends 107 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 517 On thee, each morning, O my God 581 On the mountain's top appearing 604 On thy Church, O Power divine 114 One there is, above all others,. ,... o83 Once more, before we part 499 Once more, my soul, the rising day £72 Oppressed with guilt, and full of fears.... 2^55 760 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Our bondage here shall end by and by 728 Our Father who in heaven art ... 620 Our heavenly Father calls 627 Our heavenly Father, hear 619 Our heavenly Father's eye 630 Our Lord is risen from the dead 42 Our sins, alas! how strong they be 51£ Ou' of the deeps of long distress 211 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan 422 Permit me, Lord, to seek thy face 488 Perpetual Source of light and grace 442 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 291 Poor and helpless, Lord, I come 722 Praise, everlasting praise be paid 685 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow. 736 Praise, 0 praise the name Divine 250 Praise the Lord, his glory bless 250 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him... 246 Praise ye Jehovah's name 249 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 223 Praise ye the Lord: let praise employ 248 Praise ye the Lord ! my heart shall join.. 241 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 108 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 616 Prayer was appointed to convey 618 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross 887 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need 31 Preserve thy faithful servant, Lord 32 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 488 Raise your triumphant songs 296 Rejoice! the Lord is King 614 Religion is the chief concern 485 Remember, Lord, our mortal state 140 Return, my roving heart, return 456 Return, O God of love, return 145 Return, O wanderer, return 426 761 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Return, 0 wanderer, to thy home 425 Rise, gracious God, and shine 605 Rise, 0 my soul, pursue the path 637 Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground. 260 Rock of ages, cleft, for me 372 Roll on, thou mighty ocean ....< 609 Safely through another week 556 Salvation is for ever nigh 133 Salvation! — 0 the joyful sound 296 Saved by grace, I live to tell.... 707 Saviour, bless thy word to all 561 Saviour, visit thy plantation ... 710 Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour... 332 Say, sinner, hath a voice within 430 Search my heart, my actions prove oQ See how the rising sun 570 See the eternal Judge descending 678 See what a living stone 195 See! where the great incarnate God 668 Shall man, O God of light and life 138 Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep 589 Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger.... 308 Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine 112 Shine on our souls, eternal God 626 Shout, for the great Redeemer reigns 603 Show me, O Lord, thy sacred way 52 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive 90 Sin, like a venomous disease. .» 289 Since all the varying scenes of time 477 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord 110 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord 520 Sing praises to our God 156 Sing to the Lord a new-made song 160 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name 153 Sing to the Lord most high 165 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 155 Sing we to our God above 738 762 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. i'UtE Sinner, art thou still secure 431 Sinner, hell is deep and yawning 433 Sinner, 0 why so thoughtless grown 429 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep 410 Sinners, behold the Lamb of God 382 Sinners, the voice of God regard ,. 116 Sinners, this solemn truth regard $91 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ».. 42S Sinners, will you scorn the message 409 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 662 So let our lips and lives express 474 Softly now the light of day 580 Songs anew of honor framing 161 Songs of immortal praise belong 184 Sons of the mighty! rise, and bring 60 Sovereign of all the worlds on high 468 Sovereign of worlds, display thy power... 597 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all 436 Soon as I heard my Father say 57 Soon as the morning rays appear 15 Soon may the last glad song arise 612 Spirit of peace, celestial Dove 221 Spirit of peace, immortal Dove 403 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears 504 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 403 Still on the Lord thy burden roll 96 Stoop down, my thoughts, that used to rise 651 Strait is the way, the door is strait 406 Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies... 330 Sure there's a dreadful God 70 Sure there's a righteous God 128 Sweet is the memory of thy grace 239 Sweet is the scene when Christians die.... 655 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 148 Sweet is the work, O Lord * 148 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 384 Sweet was the time, when first T felt....... 521 Swift as declining shadows pass 166 763 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAQI Teach me the measure of my days 74 Th' Almighty reigns, exalted high 157 That awful day will surely come 676 That day of wrath, that dreadful day 074 That man is blest who stands in awe 185 The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll. 670 The day is past and gone 579 The deep defilement of the heart 444 The earth, 0 Lord, is ever thine 48 The festal morn, my God, is come 210 The flowery spring, at God's command.... 702 The God of mercy be adored 736 The God of nature and of grace 261 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 39 The heavens his righteousness declare 158 The Holy Spirit sure is nigh 400 The law by Moses came 301 The law commands and makes us know... 301 The Lord appears my helper now 193 The Lord ascends on high 10 The Lord declares his will . 302 The Lord descended from above 37 The Lord is come : the heavens proclaim.. 157 The Lord is good, the heavenly King 108 " The Lord is risen indeed" 337 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord 45 The Lord ! how wondrous are his ways ... 172 The Lord in Zion ever reigns 84 The Lord is judge: before his throne 17 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal 150 The Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all 161 fhe Lord my pasture shall prepare 44 The Lord my Shepherd is 46 The Lord of glory is my light 57 The Lord of Sabbath let us praise 661 The Lord on high proclaims 294 The Lord our God is clothed with might... 276 The Lord, the God of glory, reigns 279 764 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE The Lord, the Judge, before his throne — 89 The Lord, the sovereign King 175 The Lord unto thy prayer attend 41 The man is ever blest 8 The peace which God alone reveals 566 The pity of the Lord 175 The praise of Zion waits for thee 107 The promises I sing * 273 The promise of my Father's love 540 The Saviour calls — let every ear 414 The Saviour kindly calls 535 The Saviour lives, no more to die 348 The Saviour! 0 what endless charms 351 The Saviour's glorious name 121 The spacious firmament on high.... 38 The Spirit in our hearts 420 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove 402 The swift-declining day 649 The time is short : sinners, beware 645 The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to 419 Thee we ado-re, Eternal Name 646 Thee will I bless, 0 Lord, my God 68 Thee will I love, 0 Lord, my strength 35 There is a calm for those who weep 659 There is a fountain filled with blood 350 There is a God, all nature speaks 258 There is a happy land 711 There is a house not made with hands 507 There is a land of pure delight 516 There is a place where my hopes are stayed 520 There is a world we have not seen 680 There is an hour of peaceful rest 688 These glorious minds, how bright they shine 726 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 552 Think, O ye who fondly languish 659 This frame. O God, these noble powers.... 268 This is the day the Lord hath made 192 This is the word of truth and love 297 765 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAOB Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will.. 700 Thou art my portion, 0 my God 198 Thou art the way : to thee alone 379 Thou blest Redeemer, dying Lamb 367 Thou gracious God and kind 12b* Thou, gracious God, art my defence 11 Thou great Instructor, lest I stra}r 188 Thou great Redeemer, set me free 485 Thou, Jehovah, God o'er all 130 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known 231 Thou Lord of all above , 453 Thou, Lord, through every changing scene 622 Thou lovely Source of true delight 366 Thou only Sovereign of my heart 465 Thou Prince of glory, slain for me 355 Thou shalt, 0 Lord, descend 113 Thou that dost my life prolong 571 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord... 92 Though now the nations sit beneath 593 Thrice happy man who fears the Lord 185 Through all the changing scenes of life... 67 Through endless years thou art the same.. 167 Through every age, eternal God 143 Through sorrow's night and danger's path 671 Thy glories, mighty God 124 Thy goodness, Lord, how great 64 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess 269 Thy mercies fill the earth, 0 Lord 205 Thy name, almighty Lord 190 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea 276 Thus far the Lord has led me on 577 Thus God, the eternal Father, spake 183 Thus saith the mercy of the Lord 534 Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord 427 Time is winging us away 644 'Tis a point I long to know 492 "'Tis finished!" so the Saviour cried 331 'Tis God the Spirit leads 388 766 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow 328 'Tis religion that can give 729 To celebrate thy praise, 0 Lord 23 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 736 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 737 To Father, Son, and Spirit ever blest 738 To God address the joyful psalm 159 To God I cried with mournful voice 125 To God I lift mine eyes ,. 207 To God, in whom 1 trust 53 To God, our strength, your voice aloud ... 127 To God our voices let us raise 153 To God the Father, God the Son 736 To God the Father's throne 737 To God the great, the ever-blest 179 To God, who dwells on Zion's mount 22 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes 207 To-morrow, Lord, is thine 647 To our almighty Maker, God. 158 To our Redeemer's glorious name 356 To praise the bounteous Lord of all 704 To the Eternal Three 737 To thee, before the dawning light 197 To thee, great God, I make my prayer 116 To thee, my righteous King and Lord 240 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord 368 i To thy pastures, fair and large 48 To thy temple we repair , 558 To us a Child of hope is born 311 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head 606 'Twas by an order from the Lord 253 Twas for my sins my dearest Lord 447 Twas from thy hand, my God, I came .... 232 Twas in the watches of the night 105 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night 536 'Twas the commission o/ our Lord 531 'Twas told me in my early day 643 767 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGE Unshaken as the sacred hill 213 Up to the fields where angels lie 509 Upheld by God's almighty arm 569 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb 056 Vain are the hopes the sons of men 451 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear.. 431 Vainly through night's weary hours 215 Vital spark of heavenly flame 665 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord 473 Wait, 0 my soul, thy Maker's will 483 Wake, 0 my soul, and hail the morn 303 Watchman, tell us of the night 615 We all, 0 Lord, have gone astray 196 We come with joyful song 306 We lift our hearts to thee 374 We love thy holy temple, Lord 55 Weary of struggling with my pain 443 Welcome, delightful morn 544 Welcome, sweet day of rest 514 We've no abiding city here 513 What are those soul-reviving strains 383 What cheering words are these 632 What equal honors shall we bring 302 What finite power, with ceaseless toil 284 What glory gilds the sacred pnge 254 What shall I render to my God'. 188 What strange perplexities arise 491 What though no flowers the fig tree clothe. 466 What though th' unthinking world may say 12 What various hindrances we meet 017 \Vliat 'a this that steals, that steals upon .. "08 When all thy mercies, O my God 170 When as returns this solemn day 560 When at this distance, Lord, we trace 364 When bending o'er the brink of life 667 iVhen blooming youth is snatched away... 662 768 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAM When, dearest Saviour, when shall 1 552 When death appears before my sight G68 When for eternal worlds we steer 686 When gloomy thoughts and fears 633 When God is nigh, my faith is strong 31 When God revealed his gracious name 214 When I can read my title clear 515 When I pour out my soul in prayer 167 When I survey the wondrous cross 386 When I with pleasing wonder stand 234 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay 322 When languor and disease invade 480 When, marshalled on the nightly plain 729 When my cries ascend to thee 58 When, overwhelmed with grief 102 When pulse beats low, and cheeks grow pale 680 When, rising from the bed of death......... 670 When shall the voice of singing 612 When shall we all meet again 693 When shall we meet again 725 When sins and fears prevailing rise 495> When the great Judge, supreme and just. 22: When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 677 When through the torn sail the wild tempest 624 When to his temple God descends . 564 When trouble fills my soul with grief. .......... 4& When verdure clothes the fertile vale . 70S When we, our wearied limbs to rest . 228 Whence do our mournful thoughts- arise-... 46£) Where is my God? does he retire ..... 618 Where shall the man be found. ... 54 Where shall we go to seek and^find ............. 220 Where'er, through all his works* we s-eaid. 264 While in tne tender years of youth.... . 639 While life prolongs its precious light. . 139 While my Redeemer's near- . ..... 47 While thee I seek, protecting' Power.... ...... 629 While wit'i ceaseless course the sua....—. 20} 49 'r'9 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAOB Who, 0 Lord, when life is o'er 30 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place 29 Who shall ascend thy holy hill 49 Who shall inhabit in thy hill 30 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 352 Whom have we, Lord, in heaven, but thee. 123 Why did the nations join to slay 9 Why do we mourn departing friends 657 Why doth the Lord depart so far 24 Why droops my soul, with grief oppressed. 374 Why is my heart so far from thee 522 Why should the children of a King 401 Why should thy face, where mercies dwell. 80 Why should we start, and fear to die 652 Why will ye waste on trifling cares 408 Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold 51 With all my powers of heart and tongue... 230 With cheerful notes let all the earth 189 With glory clad, with strength arrayed.... 149 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend 590 With humble heart and tongue 206 With joy we hail the sacred day 209 With joy we meditate the grace 318 With my substance I will honor 608 With my whole heart I '11 love thy name... 35 With my whole heart I'll raise my song ... 21 With my whole heart I vve sought thy face. 203 With one consent let all the earth 162 With reverence let the saints appear 141 With songs and honors sounding loud 242 With tears of anguish I lament 448 Within thy house,, O Lord our God 557 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway 359 Ye angels round the throne 738 Ye angels who stand round the throne 681 Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 611 Ye earthly vanities, depart 364 770 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. PAGB Ye humble souls, approach your God 269 Ye men and angels, witness now 501 Ye messengers of Christ 610 Ye mighty rulers of the land 60 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 163 Ye saints and servants of the Lord 187 Ye servants of the Lord 475 Ye sinners, fear the Lord 140 Ye sons of Adam, vain and young 638 Ye sons of earth, arise 455 Ye sons of men, a feeble race 147 Ye trembling captives, hear 412 Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears 634 Ye tribes of Adam, join i 245 Ye who in his courts are found 428 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor 421 Yes, my native land, I love thee 611 Yes, the Redeemer rose 335 Yes, there are joys that cannot die 683 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love 542 Your harps, ye trembling saints 472 Zion, awake! thy strength renew 605 771 INDEX OF SUBJECTS EMBRACED IN THE HYMNS. The Figures refer to the Hymns. Abba, 354, 355. Absence from God depre- cated, 332. Accepted time, 282, 283. Adam, 58, 66, 67 ; second, 66, 67. Adoption, 354-357. Adoration, 145, 166, 168-171, 200. Advent — See Christ. Adversity, 608. Advocate — See Christ. Angels, ministers of God, 41, 147; at advent of Christ, 92 ; at sepulchre, 133 ; wor- shipping, 703. Anxiety, 315, 442, 446, 625. Apostles' commission, 542. Armor, Christian, 413. Ascension — See Christ. Ashamed of Christ, 189j 190, 191. Assurance, 217, 218, 430, 766. Atonement, 55, 210. Autumn, 748. Backsliders, 210, 440, 442 ; re- turning, 443, 444. Banquet, 278. Baptism, 454; infant, 455- 461 ; of Holy Ghost, 462. Beatitudes, 393. Beatific vision, 706, 707, 718. Belief— See Faith. 7 Benediction, 512-515. Bethel, 510. Bible, adaptation, 5, 6; au- thenticity, 2; delight in, 7-10; family, 745; light, of the world, 3* welcome,. Bigotry deprecated, 348. Bishops — See Ministers. Blessing implored, 500-503. Blood of Christ, 116-11S, 122-- 124, 126, 128, 204. Boldness at throne of grace, 106. Bounty, Divine, 26, 29, 30,. 42, 723, 724. Bread of life, Christ the, 203, 204. Bridegroom of the Church, 209. Broken heart, 309, 316, 332. Brotherly love — See Fellow* ship. Burdens- cast on God, 378. Calamities, national, 722, Calvary, 119, 125, 128. Camp-meeting, 51& Canaan, 433, 434. Children blessed, 460, 461; admonished, 637-639. Christ— advent, 89, 94, 96, 117; agony, 116-122,127; ascension, 97, 101, 142; 73 INDEX OF S OBJECTS. atonement, 55, 117, 129, 130, 155, 210; compassion, 106; coronation, 149, 150; credentials, 101; crucifix- ion and death, 123-128; divinity, 84, 93, 96-98, 101 ; enthroned, 144-146, 152; exaltation, 97, 103, 147- 148; example, 108-113, 122; excellence, 166-178; glory, 98, 145, 146, 718; grace, 98 ; humiliation, 117-119; humility, 110, 112 ; incarnation, 84, 85, 87, 93, 96, 168-170; interces- sion, 102, 104, 105; king- dom, 93, 169, 593-595, 692; love, 118, 158-161, 170, 448; miracles, 100, 101, 113; nativity, 83, 86, 88, 90-92, 95; pity, 100, 156, 157 ; preciousness, 182 - 188,200,202; resurrection, 131-143, 486-488; second coming, 691 - 694, 699 ; our strength, 400; sym- pathy, 106 ; triumph, 151. Christ — titles : — All in all, 47, 48, 233 ; Ad- vocate, 103, 140 ; Bread of life, 203, 204 ; Bridegroom, 209; Conqueror, 132-135, 142, 574-576; Counsellor, 95, 206 ; Desire of all na- tions, 93; Fountain, 155, 194; Friend of sinners. 127,212,288,324; God, 96, 99, 101, 160; Head of the Church, 695; Image of the Father, 98, 169; Imman- uel, 84, 96, 121, 142; In- tercessor, 102-105, 167; Judge, 694-699; Lamb of God, 130, 143, 171-174, 210; Leader, 423; Light of the world, 199; Lord of all, 149, 150; Master, 102; Mediator, 153, 154, 160; Messiah, 692; Mighty God, 95; Physician, 195, 196; Priest, 106, 208 \ Prince of peace, 84, 94, 95; Prophet, Priest, and King, 85, 107, 209 ; Kock, 194, 742; Redeemer, 102, 114,166,208; Refuge, 201; Saviour, S3, 87, 128, 170; Second Adam, 66, 67; Shepherd, 116, 186, 509; Son of David, 100, 211, 595; Son of God, 96, 98, 157, 324, 695 ; Sun of right- eousness, 84, 197, 198,718; Way, Truth, and Life, 205- 207 ; Wisdom, 206 ; Word of God, 96, 168 ; Wonder- ful, 95. Church, 449; dedication, 452, 453, 727-729; glory, 578-584; God's care of, 450; triumphant, 451; uniting with, 408, 409; welcome to, 410. Commission, the great, 542. Communion with God, 392 ; sought, 625, 626. Comforts, departed, 440. Compassion, 61. Coldness lamented, 441. Confession of sin, 299, 300, 302-305, 316, 317. Confidence in Christ, 217, 766; in God, 362. Conflagration, final, 693. Conflict, help implored, 416. Conformity to Christ, 108, 110, 112, 113, 365. Conscience, 299, 305, 319. Consecration, 187, 406-408. Consistency, 365. Consolation, 368, 372, 375. Contentment sought, 272, 376. Contrition, 163-165, 309, 310, 316, 325, 331, 332. Conviction, 61, 299, 300, 317. Country prayed for, 721, 774 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Courage, 413-415. Covenant a security, 37 455. Creation, 15, 17, 18. Crosses, 756. Cross of Christ, 213-218. Darkness, 65, 297, 298. Daughter of Zion, 451. Day of salvation, 282, 283. Death, consolation in, 670; contemplation of. 429. 430. 656-669, 730; of child. 672, 673, 675; dreadful to sinner, 679; of minister. 549,550, 671; preparation for, 680, 681; of sister, 674; support in, 682. Deceitfulness of siu, 642- 645. Declension, 442, 443. Dedication of church, 452. 453, 727-729. Delay, 311. Delight in Christ. 445. Deliverance, 62-67, 384. Dependence, 63, 65. Depravity, 58, 59, 67, 316, 327. Despair, 297, 298. Despondency, 315. Destruction of the world — See Judgment. Devotion, 516. Diligence, 367. Dismission, 512-515. Disconsolate comforted, 757. Dominion, divine, 40. Doubts, 433, 766. Early piety, 637-640. Ebenezer, 754. Encouragement, 201, 417. Enemies, 109. Eternity, 753. Evening, 527-537. Example, scriptural, 634, 635. Exultation, 166 169, 202, 211. Faith, 338-344 ; triumphant 362, 709. Fall, 56-60. Family of God, 437. Fears dispelled, 432. Feast, gospel, 278. Fellowship, Christian, 347, 401-405; with God, 768; with saints, 437. Fidelity, 367. Following Christ, 108, 415, 756. Forgiveness, 109. Formality deprecated, 231. Fortitude, 413-415. Fountain, 155, 194. Friendship, 401, 403, 752. Funeral, 730. Gethsemane, 119-122. Glory of God, 172, 174,176. Glorying in the cross, 214, 216. God — attributes : — All - sufficiency. 47, 48; compassion, 29; conde- scension, 28, 31, 34; eter- nity, 13, 14.44: existence, 11, 12; faithfulness, 35, 36; forbearance, 27, 28, 30; goodness, 24-30, 42; grace, 26, 75-77; great- ness, 24, 25 ; holiness, 37 ; incomprehensibility, 52; infinity, 31 : justice, 80, 299, 300; knowledge, 23; love, 2S, 29, 31-34; ma- jesty, 21, 40, 43-45 ; mercy, 30; omnipotence, 20, 40 43, 44; omnipresence, 20. 21, 42; omniscience, 22 providence, 38-46; self existence, 19; spirituality 22 ; unchangeableness, 19 wisdom, 23, 42, 45 ; wrath 693, 694. God — titles : — All in all, 21, 47, 48, 232 Almighty King, 49, 56$- , Ancient of Days, 49; O /■ INDEX OF SUBJECTS. ator, 15-18, 26, 42; De- liverer, 428; Fathor, 371; Guide, 428; I AM, 19; Jehovah, 428; King of glory, 41; Sovereign, 303, 559, 564; Trinity, 49-53; Unity, 53, 54. Gospel, 73, 74, 78-82, 279, 541, 542. 3 race, 75-78, 275-277, 363, 740; quickening. 389-391. Iratitude, 162, 166-175, 188, 200, 754. Grave, 659, 660, 663-665. Grief, 61. Grieving the Spirit, 217, 250, 251, 291. Guilt, 56, 57. Happiness. 202, 738. Harvest, 736. Hearing the word. 502-501. Heart, broken. 309, 316,332; hardness, 306; worship of, 503. Heathen, 555-559. Heaven, assurance of. 430- 439 ; hope of. 419-421, 702- 713; joys, 701, 705-707, 716, 717; rest in, 708, 744. Heavenly mansion, 418,712- 714, 739. Heavenly-mindedn-ess, 710. Hell, 297, 298. Holiness, increase desired, 386-388. Hope, 436, 752; rejoicing in, 761. Holy Ghost— Comforter, 241, 243, 245, 2443; Teacher, 222; Spirit of holiness, 227-229 ; Witness and seal, 104; departure deprecated, 250; return sought, 251, 252; influence sought, 170, 227-244; grieved, 247, 250. 251,291; quickening, 223^ 231; descent, 219; en- lightening, 220, 246; in- 77 dwelling, 221, 248, 249; operation, 316; regenera- ting. 224-226. Humility, 1G3, 164, 308, 309, 502, 507. Idols, 392. Impenitence deplored, 301. Immortality, 430, 433, 434. Ingratitude, 192, 193; de- plored, 321. Inspiration of Scriptureg, 2,4. Inconstancy lamented, 443. Indifference, 295, 383. Invitations of the gospel, 257-2S7. Installation, 551. Incarnation, 168-170. Invocation, 170. Jerusalem, New, 715. Jesus — (See Christ.) Look- ing to, 751; longing for, 765. Jews, prayer for, 567-571 ; restoration, 572. Joining the Church, 408, 409; welcome to, 410. Joy and peace, 422, 423. Jubilee, year of, 554; song of, 597. Judgment, day of, 683-694; dreadful, 696 ; welcome, 695, 698, 699. Judgments and mercies, 30, 306. Justification, 55, 57, 129, 130. 159, 327, 328. Kingdom of Christ, 149, 169, 593-595, 692. Laborers — See Ministers. Lamb of God — See Christ. Law, 79-81, 299, 300. Life, time to serve the Lord, 650, 651. 653, 654. Loving-kindness, 115. Light in darkness, 417. G INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Longing to depart, 710, 765. Lord's Dav— See Sabbath. Lord's Prayer, 605, 606. Lord's Supper, 463-475. Love, of God, 70, 71, 74; to God, 346; of Christ, 91. 118, 158-161; to Christ, 179-183. Lukewarmneas, 441, 444. Man, depravity of, 58, 59 guilt of, 56, 57; helpless, 55, 56, 60, 63. Martyrs, glorified. 759. Meditation, 621-624. Mercy, 68-71. 75,326. Meekness, 393. Meeting for social worship, 501, 502. 507. Mercy-seat, 511. Ministers, bearers of glad tidings, 541; commission to, 542; charge to, 544; consolation in the death of, 549, 550,671; faithful, 546; prayer for, 545, 548, 552; ordination of, 553; settlement of, 551 ; want of, 547. Miracles, 100, 101, 113. Missionary, 555-571, 585- 587. Missionaries, departure of. 588-591; farewell, 592. Morning, 520-526. Mourners, 309, 331, 332. Mystery, 153. Moses and the Lamb, 167. Narrow way, 254. National humiliation, 721, 722; prayer, 721, 722; thanksgiving, 725, 726. Nativity of Christ — SeeChrist. Obedience, 366. Old age, 629. Ordination, 553. Ordinances — SeeBaptUm and Lord's Supper. Paradise — See Heaven. Pardon implored, 304. Parting, 517. Party spirit, 348. Pastor — See Ministers. Patience, 379, 380. Peace, 515. Penitence, 307, 308, 310. Penitent, 755. Perseverance. 159, 161, 951, 366, 398, 737. Physician of Souls — Set Christ. Pilgrimage, 424-428, 439; renewed, 750. Pity, 62. Praise, 167. 169, 170. 632. Prayer, 600-620; pleading in, 317 ; secret, 527 ; for youth, 612; for conver- sion of the world, 559- 566. Pride, 365. Prisoners of hope, 761. Promises precious, 737, 738. Providence, goodness of 723, 724; protection of 357-363. 737. Purity, 365, 393. Quickening grace, 389. Race, Christian, 411, 412. Reconciliation, 104. Redeemer — See Christ. Redemption, 114. 135-137. Returning to Christ, 333- 337. Refuge, 201, 511; in God, 631-633. Regeneration. 60, 224-226. Rejoicing, in Christ, 200, 202, 209, 738; in the reign of, 596-599; in God, 349- 353. Religion, 385, 628 ; pleasures of, 746, 763. Repentance, 318-320, 326. Reproach for Christ, 38L 7 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Resurrection, general, 689, 690; joy in, 700. Resignation, 356, 357, 368- 375. Retirement, 621-624. Revival, 743, 749, 754, 761. Righteousness, 63. Righteous, blessedness of. 393, 668, 669; death of, 661, 662, 666, 667; encour- aged, 630; security of, 159.161, 627, 628; victory of, 676-678. Rites, insufficiency of, 130. Rock of Ages, 194. River of life, 281. Reunion, 719, 720, 758. Reward and punishment, 697. Sabbath, delight in, 476, 484, 486-488, 491; even- ing, 485 ; eternal, 489, 490 ; preparation for, 482, 483; rest of, 480, 481; wel- come, 477-479. Sacrifice, 130. Saints, communion of— (See Fellowship.) Departed, 730, 764; dying, 741. Salvation, 72, 73, 75 ; day of, 282, 283. Sanctification, 5*, 284, 386- 388. Satan, 432. Saviour — See Christ. Scriptures — See Bible. Seaman, prayer of, 614. Seal of the Spirit— See Holy Ghost. Searching the heart, 311, Seasons, 723, 724, 733- 736. Sectarianism, 348. Secret prayer — See Prayer. Seed of the word, 300. Self-righteousness re nounced, 327-330. Self-denial, 305,756. Self-examination, 394, 395. Sermon, before, 504-506, after, 512. Shepherd, 116, 186, 509. Submission, to Christ, 314; to God, 356, 357. Sin, a disease, 59, 61 ; la- mented, 322, 323. Seeking Chriit, 289, 311- 315. I Sincerity, 382. 567, 508. Singing, 422, 423. Sinners, 210; urged, 290 , expostulated with, 292, 293; admonished, 295, 296, 648. Sloth deplored, 383. Soldier, Christian, 413-415. Sorrow, 65, 309, 755. Soul, 414. Spring, 733-735. Sting of death, 677, 678. Submission, 376, 379, 380. Summer, 736. Sun of Righteousness, S4, 197, 198, 718. Sympathy, Christian, 401- 403. Star of Bethlehem, 762. Table of the Lord, 463-475. Temperance, 365. Thanksgiving, 725-726. Thief, converted, 308. Throne of grace. 106, 317. Time, brevity of, 646-649; flight of, 652-655. Trinity, 49, 254, 515. Trumpet, gospel, 263 265 55*4. Trust, 63, 185. Unbelief, 542, 766. Union to Christ, 397-399. Unity, of the Church, 348. of Christians, 348. Vanity of earth, 641-645. Victory, 413. Vision of heaven — See Hea 778 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Waiting on God, 379, 380. Warfare, Christian, 413-415. Warnings, 253-262, 288, 294. Wa chfulness, 396, 414. Watchmen, 599. Way, Christ the, 207, 256 ; good old, 749. Weeping, 321, 322, 324. Witness of the Spirit — See Holy Ghost. Worship, delight in, 492- 495; family, 519-540; God's presenco sought, 496-503 \ closing, 767. Wrath of God, 693, 694. Year, close of, 731, 732. Youth, admonished, 636-6 1C; prayer for, 612 ; prayer of, 613. Zeal, 187, 406. 407. 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