# Q_ (0 - # 1c * 0) 03 / *** IE 55? 1-3 CL •£* ^> to "o js> $ ^5 to 2 CD c bi) »±3 Eh ril 3^6^ 1 ; LATEST COLLFXTION Of .ORIGINAL AND SELECT HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS. by john Elliott, AND SAMUEL STEVENS, Elders and Preachers of the Free-Will Baptist Sodejy in the city of New-York -.•v^rv- ** Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, in all wisdom, teach* ing and admonishing one another in Psalms and Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, singing with grace In your hearts to th&Lord." —Col. iii. 1 6. ;l And they sung a new song saying. Thou art worthy to take the book and to open the seals thereof, for thou wast slain ard hast redeemed us to God by thy blood, outof thy kindred ?.nd tongue and people and nation.— Rev. v. x. XEW-TOBK? PRINTED BY LA KOI N & THOMPSON*. NO. 5 BURLIKG-SBIP. 181-3. ■?; dp PR 70S 'ABLE OF FIRST LINES. ^A A SIGNER, £ord, condemned to die 25 Awake, Jerusalem, awake, ----- 28 Ah ! wither shall I go - 32 Arise, my soul, arise 69 As Jacob did in days of old 81 Attend, my soul, and search and see - - 88 A beggar poor --- 89 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! - - 103 Awake and sing the song 117 Almighty love inspire 133 Although despisM by men 151 Attend ye saints, and hear me tell - - - 157 Awake, O guilty world awake - - - - 1 64 A few r more days of pain and woe - - - 174 As when the weary traveller gains - - 192 Am I indeed born from above - - - - 198 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound - 200 Away ray unbelieving fear 214 Am I a soldier of the cross 234 Alas and did my Saviour bleed - - - 260 All ye that pass by to Jesus draw nigh - 255 And why, dear Saviour, tell me why - - 251 A soldier of the cross am I 242 A soldier, Lord, thou hast me made - - 236 A fountain in Jesus which runs alway free 249 Attend, ye children of your God - - - 270 And are we yet alive -------287 4nil am I only bora to die 323 4 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Ah ! but where am I now .... And must this body die 330 And let this feeble body fail - - - - 331 A rize and shine, O Ziou fair - - - - 328 And am I born to die - - 321 And must I be to judgment br««{ hi - - 349 And now, my soul another year - - - 352 All glory to God in the sky' - - - - 353 All, all hail happy day 3 36 Awak'd by Sinia's awful sound - - - - 332 Blow, ye the trumpet, blow - - - - 26 Be it my only wisdom here - - - - 43 Before Jehovah'9 awful throne - - - - 105 Beside the gospel pool 131 Bless God, ye servants that attend - - - 1 42 Brethren sing : 'tis right you should - - 1 53 Behold a lovely vine 200 Behold the Saviour of mankind - - - 252 By whom was David taught - - - - 241 Brother soldier still fight on - - - - 237 Begin the third of Mathew 265 But ah ! the sad and dismal state - - 343 Behold the man threescore and ten - - 385 Backsliders, who your misery feel - - -. 362 Come, ye sinners, poor a.d needy - - - 17 Come, sinner?, to the gospel feast - - - 18 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord - - - 44 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'uly Dove - - 45 Come, Saviour, Jesus from above - - - 57 Come, ye that love the Lord - - - - 68 Come, let us join our cheerful songs - - 71 Ceme, thou fount ©f ev'iy blessing - - 86 TABLE OF FIRST LIKES. 5* Come, my soul, and let us try - - - - 91 Christ's manhood is a temple, where - - 390 Come, brethren and sisters, that love my dear Lord 156 Come all ye weary travelers - - . - 160 Come, all ye dear souls, who are of Adams loins 162 Come and taste along with me - - - - 183 Come, O my doubting soul attend - - - 197 Commit thou all thy griefs 209 Come on ray partners in distress - - - 218 Come let us use the grace divine - - - 295 Come saints and sinners now behold - - 269 Come away to the skies 288 Come on my fellow pilgrims come - - - 366 Come, thou all redeeming Saviour - - - 1 22 Children of the heav'nly king - - - - 124 Clap your hands ye people all - - - - 128 Come, friends and relations, let's join heart and hand 129 Come, all who are new-lights indeed - - 145 Come brethren, and rejoice with me - - 149 Come ye that love the Lord indeed - - 333 Don't you see my Jesus coming - - - 168 Dress uniform the soldiers wear - - - 231 Dear Saviour we rejoice to hear - - - 234 Dear Lord, the time is come when we - 298 Eternal sovereign, Lord of all - - - - 99 From Egypt lately freed 222 Friendship to every willing mind - - - 289 Farewell ray brethren in the Lord - - - 297 Father our hearts we lift 354 AS *0 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. From the regions of love, lo ! an angel de- scended, --------- 301 Farewell, my loving sisters 301 Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone - 304 For a season calPd to part - - - - - 305 Farewell my brethren, all farewell - - - 296 Farewell my dear brethren, the time is at hand - - - 299 God, my solvation ! condescend - - - 35 Give to the winds thy fears 210 God of my life, whose gracious pow'r - 211 God moves in a mysterious way - - - - 213 Gird thy loins up, christian soldier - - 240 How tedious and tasteless the hours - - 33 How blessed are they who truly see - - 47 How happy ev'ry child of grace - - - 73 Head of the church triumphant - - - 74 Here at thy throne of sovereign grace - 80 How lost was my condition 115 Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds - 123 How vain are all things here below - - 126 Hark! hear the sound on earth is found * 127 How happy ev'ry child of grace - - - 142 Hail, heavenly love, that first began - - 154 Hosannah *o Jesus, I'm filFd with his praises 1 65 Hear what the hope of Israel sailh - - - How do thy mercies close me round - - He dies, the friend of sinners dies - - - Hark, how the watchmen cry - . - - How condescending and how kind - - - Humble souls who seek salvation - - - How great, how solemn is the w*>rk - ■» iABLE Oy FIRST LINES. fr Hark ! the herald-angels sing - - - - 357 Hark ! for 'tis God's own son that calls - 3Q8 Holy God, and hast thou fent - - - - 364 Hasten, O Lord, the latter day - - - 368 How beauteous arc their feet - - - - 370 I want an heart to pray 29 I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God - - 37 I know that my Redeemer lives - - - - 1 23 In the house of King David a fountain doth spring 100 I long to see the seasons come - - - - 140 I'm glad 1 ever saw the day - - - - 168 I have a place in paradise 171 I love thee Lord; but ah ! how small - - 185 I'm not asham'd to own my Lord - - - 19ft Indissolubly joined 232 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands - - 278 Jesus, lover of ray soul 40 Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord - - - - 53 Jesus hath dy'd that I might live - - - 7 J Jesus at thy command - - . - - - 106 Join all who love the Saviour's name - - 1 30 Jesus, thou hast dy*d for sinners - - - 137 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone - * - 187 Jesus, the weary wand'rers rest - - - 221 Jesus once for sinners shun - - - - - 266 Jesus! and shall it ever be 281 Jesus, thy wand'ring sheep behold - - 362 Jerusalem, my happy home ----- 384 Know that ev'ry soul is free - - - - J 98 Lord, let me never go ----- - 28 Epvers of pleasure more tfran God - - ^r 8 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Lord ! and is thine anger gone ? ... £5. Lord, all I am is known to thee - - - 64 Lord, we come before thee now - - - 87 Lift up your hearts, Emmanuel's friends - 167 Let us join with angels to publish abroad 247 Let thy kingdom blessed Saviour - - - 291 Lord dismiss us with a blessing - - - 381 Mercy, O thou Son of David ---.-- 22 My drowsy powers why sleep you so - - 42 My God, my life, my love, 52 My soul, take courage from the Lord - - 58 My God I am thine, what a comfort divine 70 My Saviour, my almighty friend - - - 71 My God, I know, I feel thee mine - - . 82 My hope, my all, my Saviour thou - - 96 My God, the spring of all my joys - - - 1 1 1 My brethren all, on you I call 175 My captain sounds the alarm of war - - 239 My Christ is my friend 286 Now b6gin the heavenly theme r - - - 1 45 Now in a song of grateful praise - - - - 177 Never does truth more shine - - - - -271 O how I have long- d for the coming of God 1 3 O what a burden'd soul I be 24 O thou who stoop'dst from realms of light - 25 O Jesus my hope, for me offer'd up - - - 30 Oh ! for a glance of heavenly day - - - 31 O that I could repent 34 O that I could my Lord receive - - - - 36 O for a heart to praise my God - - - - 38 O that my load of sin were gone - - - - 39 O love divincv how sweet thou art - - - 41 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. £ Q give me, Lord, my sins to mourn - - - 5} O Lord, how dang'rous is the place - - - 67 O thou, whom fill thy saints adore - - - 75 O glorious hope of perfect love - - - - 76 O joyful sound of gospel grace - - - - 78 O tell me uo more of this world's vain store 1 1 2 O when shall I see Jesus 113 O Jesus my Saviour to thee I submit - - 125 O raise your voices high 138 O shepherd of Israel, dm? near - - - 130 O thou in whose presence my soul takes de- light 170 O may I worthy prove to see - - - - 180 O what shall I do ray Saviour to prake - 188 O God whoce favourable eye - - - - 131 Oppress'd with unbelief and sin - - - 19-1 O who is like the Lord our God - - - 204 O love divine! what hast thou done - - 253 Of him who did salvation ferip* - - - 254 O with what pleasure we behold - - - 285 O ye blood washed, ransomed sinners - 275 Our souls by love together knit - - - - 293 O is the king of terror come - - - - 3 10 O Lord, I pray that thou wilt show - - 369 Our guns and our swords we'll send home to perdition 372 O how happy are they 307 O for a closer walk with God - - - - 306 Poor mourning souls in deep distress - • 15 Pra ; seye the Lord, 'tis good to praise - - 104 Professed follower- of tftefcamb - - - - 195 Jeace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear - 21 7 10 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. " Proclaim" saith Christ, " my wond'rous grace" 279 Repent the voice celestial cries - - - - 62 Rejoice, the Lord is king 102 Rejoice my frieods, the Lord is king - - 172 Remember, sinful youth, you must die - 342 Sinners turn, why will ye die? - - - - 19 Sinners, obey the gospel word - - - - 21 Stay, thou insulted spirit, stay - - - - 30 Say, which of you would see the Lord - 60 Sinners exposed to dreadful wo - - - - 63 Saviour, I do feel thy merit 65 Salvation ! O the joyful sound - - - - 116 See what a living stone - - - - - - 185 Still for thy loving kindness Lord - - - 215 Soldiers of Christ arise 230 Salem's bright King, Jesus by name - - 267 Saviour visit thy plantation - - - - - 282 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think - - - 341 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise - - - 351 Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes - - 358 Since Jesus freely did appear - - - - 371 See the men of the world they look down with disdain 380 The voice of free grace cries escape to the mountain 46 The praying spirit breathe 56 Thus to each saint while here below - - 59 ' Tis a point I long to know 66 Thou great mysterious God unknown - - 94 The Lord into his garden oomes - - ♦ 100 The jreat God of love has shewn us the way lif? TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 11 The Saviour meets his flock to day - - 144 The tree of life my soul hath seen - - - 155 The gospel briugs tidings to each wounded soul 1^0 'Tis my happiness below : 202 The cross of Jesus was, and is - - - - 206 Tho' troubles assail and dangers affright - 212 Thou Lamb of God, thou prince of peace 220 'Twas on that dark that doleful night - 244 Throughout our Saviour's life we trace - 246 The son of man they did betray - - - 258 The king of heaven his table spreads - 262 Through crowds of opposition I urge my pas- sage through 226 Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd - 270 These honor'd saints redeem'd by blood - 285 There is a land of pure delight - - - 392 Try us, O God, and search the ground - 292 The fields are all white, the harvest is near 31 6 Thee we adore eternal name - - - - 319 Thou judge of quick and dead - - - 324 Terrible thought ! shall I alone - - - 326 Thou God of glorious majesty - - - - 327 The great tremendous day's approaching - 344 The Lord of earth and sky 350 Vain delusive world adieu 189 Why, drooping saints, dismay'd - . - - 50 When all the merci«s of my God - - - - 72 What now is my object and aim - - - - 84 Why sinks my weak desponding mind . - 96 W r hat a mournful life is mine 97 Waad'ring pilgrims, mourning Christians - 1 70 12 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Well brethren we are met to-day - - - - 1 8^2 With joy we mediate the grace - - - -180 When Israel's tribes were parch'd with thirst 205 When I can read my title clear - - - - 235 What object's this that meets my eyes - - 250 When on the cross my Lord I see - - - 264 What think you my friends of the preaching of John - - - 277 When we baptize; we see the mode - - - 276 When Paul was parted from his friends - 303 When rising from the bed of death - - - 320 What sounr! is this salutes my ear - - - 333 With love of pity I look round - - - - 346 While Shepherds watch'd their flocks by night 360 What think ye of Christ ? is the test - - 367 Ye happy sinners, hear 4$ Ye simple souls that stray - - - * - -118 Ye jewels of my master * 120 Ye saints of God come hear rce tell - - - 146 Ye slaves of sin redeem'd by blood - - - 203 Ye little flock whom Jems feeds - - - -207 Ye soldiers of Je*m% pray stand to your arms 223 Ye weary heavy laden'd souls 228 Ye heavens rejoice m Jesus' grace - - - 261 Young converts on the banks 274 Ye happy souls Whose peaceful minds - - 313 Young people hear, and I will tell - - 3 78 Young la 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. HYMN XIX. S. Mw 1 A H ! whither shall I go, i\ Burden'd, and sick, and faint To whom should I my trouble show, And pour out my complaint ? My Saviour bids me come, ■ Ah ! why do I delay ? He calls the weary sinner home; And yet from him I stay. 2 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part ? Which will not let my Saviour take Possession of my heart*? AND INVITING. S3 Some wicked thing unknown Must surely lurk within ; Some idol, which I will not own* Some secret, bosom sin. 3 Jesus, the hindrance show, Which I have fear'd to see ; O may I now consent to know What keeps me out of thee ! Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying pow'r display : Into its darkest corner shine, And take the veil away 4 I now believe, in thee Compassion reigns alone : According to my faith, to me O let it. Lord, be done ! In me is all the bar, Which thou would'st fain remove : Remove it, and I shall declare, That God is only love. HYMN XX. P M. None upon earth I desire besides thee. 1 1 1" OW tedious and tasteless the hours, MjL When Jesus no longer I see ; Fair prospects, sweet songs, and sweet flowers Have lost all their sweetness with me. The mid-summer 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. 34 AWAKENING * 2 His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice .5 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 resign'd ; No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind; While blest with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear, And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine, And why are my winters so long? O drive these dark clouds from my sky. Thy soul cheering presence restore, Or take me unto thee on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. HYMN XXI. S. M. THAT I could repent ! O that I could believe ! Thou by thy voice, the marble rent, The lock in sundet cleave ! AttD INVITING. oo /Thou by thy two-edgM sword. My soul and spirit part ; Strike with the hammer of thy word", And break my stubborn heart. 2 Saviour and Prince of peace, The double grace bestow ; Unloose the bands of wickedness. And let the captive go : Grant me my sins to feel, And then the load remove ; Wound, and pour in my wounds, to hea'i- The balm of pard'ning love. 3 For thine own mercy's sake a My guilt and sin remove ; And into thy protection take The pris'ner of thy love j In ev'ry trying hour, Stand by my feeb le soul, And skreen me from temptation's pow ? -r- Till thou hast made me whole. X This is thy will, I know, That I should holy be ; fehould let my sins this moment go, This moment turn to thee : O might I now embrace Thine all-sufficient pow'r ! And never more to sin give place. And never grieve thee more ! 36 AWAKENING HYMN XXII. 1 f| THAT I could my Lord reeeiv£ \J Who did the world redeem ; TV ho gave his life, that I might live A life conceaPd in him ! 2 O that I could the blessing proves My heart's extreme desire ; Live happy in my Saviour's love. And in his arms expire ! 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, That, kept by mercy's power* I may from ev'ry evil cease, And never grieve thee more! 4 Now, if thy gracious will it b£, Ev'n now my sins remove, And set my soul at liberty, By thy victorious love. $ In answer to ten thousand pray "ra. Thou pard'ning God descend ; Number me with salvation's heirs. My sins and troubles end. 6 Nothing I ask or want beside* Of all in earth or heav'n; But let me feel thy blood apply'd, Aqd live atjd die forgiv'n. AND INVITING. 37 HYMN XXIII. L. M. THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me iu thy cleansing blood ; To dwell within thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain* i 2 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever clos'd to all but thee ? Seal thou my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How blest are they who still abide Close shelter 1 d in thy bleeding side ! Who life and strength from thence derive, And by thee move, and in thee live. X What are our works but sin and death, Till thou thy quick' ning Spirit breathe : Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move, O wond'rous grace 1 O boundless love ! 5 How can it be, thou heav'nly King, That thou should'st us to glory bring; Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown ? ft Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, Our words are lost nor will we know, Nor wiil we think of ought beside, " My Lord, my love, is crucify'd." 7 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders thou hast wrought; T) SB AWAKENING Unloose our stamra 'ring tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 8 First-born of many brethren thou, To thee, lo ! all our souls we bow ; To thee our hearts and hands we give ; Thine may we die, thine may we live. HYMN XXIV. C. M. 1 ^k FOR a heart to praise my God,. \J A heart from sin set free I A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely spilt for me. 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek* My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak. Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 O for a lowly contrite heart, Believing, true and clean ! Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within. 4 A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd, And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord of thine. 5 Thy tender heart is still the same, Aod melts at human woe ; Jesus, for thee dis'ress'd I am I want thy love to know. AND INVITING. 39 G My heart, thou know'st, can never rest, Till thou create my peace, Till of my Eden repossess'd ; From ev'ry sin I cease. 7 Fruit of thy gracious lips on me Bestow, that peace unknown, The hidden manna, and the tree Of life, and the white stone. S Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, Come quickly from above ; "Write thy new r name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of love. HYMN XXV. L. M. 1 /^THAT my load of sin were gone! V™ O that I could at last submit, At Jesus' feet, to lay it down ! To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! ! 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 ! Break off the yoke of inbred sitt, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot vest, till pure within, Till I. am wholiy lost in thee. i Fain would I learn of thee, my God; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, ail etairi'd Avith h llow'd blood. The labour of thy dying Iov«. 40 AWAKENING 5 I would ; but thou must give the pow'r ; My heart from every siu 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 ! j HYMN XXVI. ESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high j Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life- is past Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last ! 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ! All my tni't on thee is stay'd, All my help from thee I bring, Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, More than all in thee I find Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick and lead the blind AND INVITING. 41 Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin, Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within : Thou of life the fouutain art, Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity ! HYMN XXVII. 1 ^k LOVE divine, h. ,, sweet thou art, %J When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me ! 2 Stronger his love than death or hell, Its riches are unsearchable ; The firs- born sons of light. Desire in vain its depfhs to see ; They cannot reach the raysiery, The leng'h, and breadth, and height, 3 God only knows the love of God ; O that it now were shed abroad D2 4£ AWAKENING In this poor stony heart ! For love I sigh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine ! Be mine this better part ! 4 O that I could for ever sit, With Mary at the Master's feet I Be this my happy choice : My only care, delight and bliss, My joy, my heav'n on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 5 O that I could, with favour'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast : From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest 1 HYMN XXVIII. C. M. 1 1%/T Y drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so ? jJjL Awake, my sluggish soul ! Nothing hath half thy work to do. Yet nothing's half so dull. 2 Go to the ants : for one poor grain See how they toil and strive ; Yet we, who have a heav'n t' obtain. How negligent we live 1 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands. And stars their courses move ; W r e. for whose guards the angel-bands AND INVITING. 43 4 We, for whom God the son came down, And labour 9 d for our good, How careless to secure that crown He purchas'd with his blood I 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, And never act our parts ? Come, Holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill, And warm our frozen hearts. 6 Give us with active warmth to move, With vig'rous souls to rise, With hands of faith, and wings of love. To fly and take the prize. HYMN XXIX. 1 TJ E it my only wisdom here, _D To serve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude : Superior sense may I display, By shunning ev'ry evil way And walking in the good. 2 That I may still from sin depart, A wise and understanding heart, Jesus, to me be giv'n ! And let me through thy Spirit kno\v To glorify my God below, And find my way to heav'n. 44 AWAKENING HYMN XXX. C. M. 1 fi OME, O thou all- victorious Lord, V^ Thy pow'r to us make known : Strike with the hammer of thy word-> And break these hearts of stone. 2 O that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn [ Aiid turn at once from every sin. And to the Saviour turn. 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know. In this our gracious day : Repentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away. 4 Convince us first of unbelief, And freely then release : Fill evVy soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace. 5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve* And then enrich the poor: The knowledge of our sickness give, The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, And then remove the load : Trouble and wash the troubled heart, In the atoning blood. AND INVITING. 45 Our desp'rate state, through sin, declare, Aud speak our sins forgiv'n: By perfect holiness, prepare And take us up to heav'n. HYMN XXXI. C. M. Breathing after the Holy Spirit. OME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, J With all thy quick'ning pow'rs; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys; Our souls how heavily they go To reach eternal joys! 3 In vain we tune our formal songs. In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, Aud our devotion dies. X Father, shall we then ever live At this poor dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 6 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs ; Gome, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 46 AWAKENING HYMN XXXII. P. M. Free Grace. 1 fB^IHE voice of Free Grace cries, escape to i the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ has open'd a foun- tain, For sin and transgression, and every pollution, His blood it flows freely in plenteous salvaiscn, Hallelujah to the lamb, who purchas'd our pardon, We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan. .2 That fountain so clear in which all may find pardon, From Jesus' side flows a plenteous redemption ; Though your sins were iucreas'd as high as a mountain, His blood it flows freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah, &c. 3 O Jesus, ride on, thy kingdom is glorious, Over sin, death and hell, thou wilt make us victorious : Thy name shall be prais'd in the great congre- gation, And saints shall delight in ascribing salvation. Hallelujah, &c. AND INVITING. 47 I When on Ziou ue stand, having gain'd the blest shore, With our harps in our hands we'll praise him evermore ; We'll range the bless'd fields on the banks of the river? And sing hallelujahs for ever and ever. Hallelujah, &c. HYMN XXXIII. L. M. Blessed are the poor i?i spirit. Matt, v 3. 1 TTJ* O W bless'd are they who truly see _lx Their emptiness and poverty ; Whose souls are humbled in the dust, And who in Jesus, only, trust. 2 Glad they renounce their former pride, And wholly on his name coofide — Only in him they make their boast. Who came to seek and save the lost. 3 They're vile and poor in their own eyes, But Jesus' love they highly prize ; They never think they're laid too low If Jesus on them pity show. - A To be the meanest they're content, So Jesus but their souls present With pard'niM£ grace and heavenly lov peaceful heart ; My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts opprest ; Appear and bid me turn again To my eternal rest. AND PRAYER. 57 Swift to my rescue come, Thine own this moment seize, Gather my wand'ring spirit home, And keep in perfect peace : Suffer' d no more to rove O'er all the earth abroad, Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, And shut me up in God. HYMN XLT. L. M. ■c Assist me with thy heav'nly grace ; Empty my heart of earthly love, Autl for thyself prepare the place. 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free ! Which pants to have no other will, But night and day to feast on thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good will I pursue : I'll bid this world of noise and show, With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu. 4 That path with humble speed 1*11 seek, In which my Saviour's footsteps shine ; Nor will I hear, nor, will I speak, Of any love but thLie. 58 SUPPLICATION 5 Henceforth may no profane delight Divide this consecrated soul : Possess it thou who hast the right, As Lord and Master of the whole. 6 Nothing on earth do I desire, But thy pine love within my breast; This, only this, will I require, And freely give up all the rest. HYMN XLII. L. M. Encouragement to Pray. 1 "TVJTY soul, take courage from the Lord, J-V.l Believe and plead his holy word ; To him alone, do thou complain, Nor shall thou seek his face in vain. 2 Upon him call in humble prayer; TI on still art his peculiar care; * HeMsti ely turn and smile a;^in, Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. 3 However sinful, weak, and poor, Stm wait and pray at mere) 's door, Faithful Jehovah must remain, JVor shalt thou seek his face in vain. ^4 Though the wild tempter's hellish rage vViii, v. i t ]i hit darts, thy soul engage, God through the figjft shall thee sustain, Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. AND PRAYER. 59 5 Though the corruptions of thy heart D ily new cause of grief impart, Pray that thy lusts may all he slain; Nor shalt thou seek hisjace in vain. 6 Though sharp afflictions still abound, Ami clour's and darkness thee surround, Still pray, for God will all explain, Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. 7 In him and him alone confide, Still at the throne of grace abide, Eternal victory thou shalt gain, Nor shalt thou seek his face in vain. HYMNXLIII. CM. My presence shall go with thee, and I mil give thee rest. Exod. xxxiii. 14. 1 f ■ iHUS to each saint, while here below, 1 Has God his love expressed ; My presence still shall with thee go, And I will give thee rest. 2 This, as thy comfort thou shalt know, C The sv eetest and the best ; My presence ^hall with thee abide, And I will give thee rest. 3 Though with affliction's swelling tide Thou sorely art oppress' d, My presence shall with thee abide, And I will give thee rest. 60 SUPPLICATION 4 Though fierce temptations round thee flow. And fears thy soul infest ; Still shall ray presence with thee go, And I will give thee rest. 5 Through all thy pilgrimage below. Thou surely shalt be bless'd ; Thus shall my preseuce with thee go. And I will give thee rest. 6 When death to call thee shall appear. Still lean upon my breast ; My presence shall support thee there. And I will give thee rest. 7 Then let his praise be our employ, Till we're of heaven possess'd His presence there shall we enjoy.. And there he'll give us rest HYMN XL1V. L. M. AY, which of you would see the Lord ? You all may now obtain the grace : Behold him in the written word, Where John unveils the Saviour's face. ■8 2 Clear as the trumpet's voice he speaks To ev'ry soul that turns its ear ; Amidst the golden candlesticks He walks : and lo ! he now is here. AND PRAYER. 61 3 Present to all believing souls, They see him with an eagle's eye ; Down te his feet a garment rolls, Stain' d Avith a glorious crimson die. -4 A golden girdle binds his breast, Wheuce streams of cousolation flo\v v Milk for his new-born babes, who rest In him, nor other comfort know. & His form is as the Son of Man, His eyes are as a flame of fire ; They dart a sin-consuming pain, And life and joy divine inspire. 6 His spotless purity of soul, We by a lovely emblem know : His head and hair are white as wool, White are they as the driven snow. 7 Glitter his feet like polish'd brass That long hath in the furnace shone. Brighter than lightning is his face, Brighther than the meridian sun. 3 As many waters, sounds his word, Sev'n stars he holds in his right hand. Out of his mouth a two-edg'd sword Goes forth : before it who can stand P 9 Lord, at thy feet we fall as dead, Lay thy right hand upon our soul, Sfcatter our fears, thy Spin' shed, And all our unbelief controid. 62 SUPPLICATION 10 Tell us, " I am the First and Last, " Who liv'd and dy'd for all, am 1 1 " And lo ! my bitter death is past, " And lo ! I lire no more to die ! 1 1 " I have the keys of death and hell"- Amen ! thy record we receive, And wait till thou our spirits seal, And all in all for ever live ! HYMN XLV. C. M. (?od hath commanded all men every where to repent. Acts xvii. 30. 1 "|3 EPENT, the voice celestial cries, JlV> Nor longer dare delay : The wretch that scorns the mandate dies. And meets a fiery day. 2 No more the piercing eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men; His Heralds are dispatch'd abroad To warn the world of sin. 3 The summons reach through all the eartlr. Let earth attend and fear : Listen, ye men of royal birthi And let your vassals hear. 4 Together in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess ; Embrace the blessed Saviour now. Nor trifle with his grace. AND PRAYER. 63 5 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar ; For mercy knows the appointed bound,, And turns to vengeance there. 6 Amazing love, that yet will call, And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts subdu'd by goodness, fall And weep, and love, and praise. HYMN XL VI. L.M. So will T go unto the King, which is not accor- ding to law ; and if I perish, I perish. Esth. iv. 16. 3 C1INNERS, expos'd to dreadful wo, J5 Arise and to King Jesus go ; Your guilt confess, his favour seek, And wait to hear what God will speak. 2 Fear not the law 'tis grace that reigns, Jesus the sinner's cause maintains ; He ransom'd rebels with his blood, And now he interceeds with God. 3 To him approach with fervent prayer, And if you perish, perish there; Resolv'd at Jesus' feet to lie, Sueing for mercy till you die. 4 Like Esther venture near his throne, And make your supplications kiuwn, Tell him the cause of all your grief, And he will grant you quick relief. 64 SUPPLICATION 5 Thrice happy souls, who thus address The God of love and boundless grace;, Jesus will such completely save, And life eternal they shall have. HYMN XL VII. C. M. \ "TF ORD, all I am is known to thee ,• JLi In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, or to flee, The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways 4 The secrets of my breast. 3 My Thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, Before they're form'd within : And ere my lips pronounce the word, Thou know'st the sense I mean. A O wond'rous knowledge, deep, and high 4 Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, Secard by Sov'reJgn Ioyc; AND PRAYER. 65 HYMN XL VIII. P. M. Christ our Advocate. 1 CI AVIOUR, I do feel thy merit, £5 Sprinkled with redeeming blood ; And my troabled weary spirit Now finds rest in thee my God. 2 I am safe, and I am happy, While in thy dear arms I lie, Sin and Satan cannot harm me While my Saviour is so nigh. 3 Now I'll sing of Jesus' merit, Tell the world of his dear name, That if any want his spirit, He is still the very same. 1 He that asketh soon receiveth, He that seeks is sure to find ; Whosoe'er on him believeth He will never cast behind. 5 Now our Advocate is pleading With his Father and our God : Now for us he's interceding As the purchase of his blood. 6 Now methinks I hear him praying, "Father, spare them; I havedy'd;" And the Father answers, saying, " They are freely justify'd." F2 66 SUPPLICATION HYMN XLIX. 1 JT | MS a point I long to know, 1 Oft it causes anxious thought, Do I love thee Lord or no ; Am I his or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus ; Why this dull and lifeless frame ? Hardly sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name, 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove ; Ev'ry trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love ? 4 When I turn mine eyes within, O how dark, and vain, and wild ! Prone to unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? :i If I pray, or hear, or read, Faith is weak in alPt do ; You that love the Lord indeed^ Tell me is it thus with you. Q Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall I Should I grieve for what I feel, Itl did not love at all 2 4*VD PRAYER, 07 7 Could I joy with saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorr'd : Find, at times, the promise sweet, If I did not love thee, Lord ? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case ! Thou, who art thy people's sun; Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more. If I -love at ail, I pray; Tf I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day. HYMN L. C. M. \ d^ LORD, how dang'rous is the place J[ J Where my poor soul doth stand, With all my sins without thy grace, And deatli on either hand ! 1 Time, like a torrent, swift doth hurl. And steals my breath away : Tt drives me to the nether world, *•* Without the least delay. 3 Soon will these mortal cords be broke. And I shall lose my breath ; Soon must I feel the dreadful stroke Of an all conquering death. 4 Then would it tear my bleeding hear! r And fill me with despair, If Christ should bid my soul depart. Whrcr? hone is known no more. 68 SUPPLICATION 5 Extend, extend, O Lamb of God, Thy blessed arm of power ; Speak to my soufone saving word, In this distressing hour. 6 O let me now redemption know, And taste immortal love : And let me with thy people go To the bright realms above. HYMN LL S. M. 1 4~i OME, ye that love the Lord, \^J And let your joys be known ; Join in a song, with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne ; Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God ; But servants of the heav'nly King May speak their joys abroad. 2 The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas ; This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs. To carry us above. 3 There we shall see his face, And never, never sin ! There from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in : AND PRAYER* £9 Yea, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow-; Then let our son^s abound, And ev ? ry tear be dry ; We're marching thro* ImmanuePs ground To fairer worlds on high. A 1 HYMN LII, RISE, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fear?, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears ; Before the throne, my surety stands ; My name is written on his hands, I He ever lives above, For me to intercede; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead j His blood aton'd for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. * Five bleeding wounds he bears, Receiv'd on Calvary : They pour effectual pray'rs, They strongly speak for me 70 SUPPLICATION Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, Nor let that ransom'd 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. $ My God is reconcil'd, His pard'ning voice I hear ; He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear : IV ith confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba Father ! cry. HYMN LIII, 1 "|%JfY God I am thine, what a comfort divine ; UjL What a blessing to know that my Jesusis mine ! Tu the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am I And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name. 2 True pleasures abound in th' rapturous sound ; And whoever hath found it, hath paradise found :. My Jesus to know, and feel his blood flow, 'Tis life everlasting, 'tis heaven below I 3 Yet onward "I haste to th' heavenly feast; That, that is the fulness ; but this is the taste, And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove To the heaven of heavens in Jesus' love. AND PRAYER. 71 HYMN LIV. C. M. 1 f~1 OME, let us join our cheerful songs \_J With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, To be exalted thus : Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, For he was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to. receive Honour and pow'r divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. w' 4 Let all creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. HYMN LV. C. M. I "MJTY Saviour, my almighty Friend. Jt I When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? '2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore : Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, That I may love thee more* 72; SirPFIICATlOtf 3 My feet shall travel all thy lengfl* Of the celestial road : And march with courage iu thy strengUfc To see the Lord my God. 4 Awake, awake ray tuneful pow'rsj With this delightful song, And entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. HYMN LVI. CM, T T1THEN all the mercies of my Ci^Jj ff My rising soul surveys ; Why, my cold heart, art thou not lost In wonder, love, and praise ? $ Thy providence my life sustain 1 *?, And all my wants redress'd ; While in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast : 3 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet ray feeble thoughts had learnM To form themselves in prayer* > i Unnumber'd comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant-heart conceived Prom whom those comforts fltrwM,' AND PRAYER. 73 5 When, in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man. 6 Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and deatfcgj It gently clear'd my way ; And thro' the pleasing snares of vieej More to be fear'd than they. 7 Through ev'ry period of my life. Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The pleasing theme renew. 8 Through all eternity, to thee, A grateful song I'll raise ; But O I eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. HYMN LVII.C.M. 1 Tri"0*W happy ey'ry child of gr?ce.j XI Who knows hh sins forgiv'n ! This earth> he cries, is not my place,* I seek my place in heav'n : A country far from mortal sight : Yet, O ! by faith 1 see The land of re?t, *he saints 9 delight, v The heaven prepar'd forme. 74 SUPPLICATION 2 O what a blessed hope is ours 1 While here on earth we stay, We more than taste the heav'nly poff'rs, And autedate that day : We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ concealed, And with his glorious presence here Our earthen vess : Is filPd. 3 O would he more of heav'n bestow ! And when the vessels break ; Our ransom'd spirit? then ?hall go, To grasp the God we seek ; In rapt'rous awe on him I'll gaze, Who bought the fight for me, And shout and wonder at his grace Through all eternity ! HYMN LVIII. 1 1 JEAD of the church triumphant, JLM. We oy fully adore thee ! Till thou appear, thy members here Shall sing like those in glory ; We lift our Hearts and voices, With blest anticipation ; And cry aloud, and give to Goct The praise of our salvation 2 While in afflictions furnace, And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise, which knows no daj> Ajid ever brings us nigher : AND PRAYER. 75 We clap our hands exulting Id thine almighty favour; The love divine, which made us thine* Can keep us thine for ever. 3 Thou dost conduct thy people, Through torrents of temptation ; Nor will we fear, while thou art near, The fire of tribulation : The world, with sin and Satan In vain our march opposes : Bj thee we shall break thro' them all. And sing the song of Moses. 4 By faith, we see the glory, To which thou shalt restore us, The cross despise, for that high prize, Which thou hast set before us : And if thou count us worthy, We each, as dying Stephen, Sh*ll see thee stand, at God's right-hand 4 To take us up to heaven. HYMN LIX. L.M. 1 g^% THOU, whom all thy saints adore. %^y We now with all thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious awful Majesty. 2 The King of nations we proclaim ; Who would not our great sovereign feat ? We long V experience all thy name. And now we come to meet thee here. 76 SUPPLICATION 3 We come, great God, to seek thy face, And for thy loving-kindness wait ; And O how dreadful is this place ! 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. A Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, To thee our trembling hearts aspire : And lo ! we see descend from high, The pillar and the flame of fire. 5 Still let it on th' assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill : To Canaan's bounds point out the way,- And bring us to the holy hill. 6 There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the gen'ral church above, And take our seats at thy right hand, And sing thine everlasting love. t Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing, Now on thy great white throne appear, And let mine eyes behold my King, And let me see my Saviour there. HYMN LX. 1 f\ Glorious hope of perfect love ! \J It lifts me up to things above I It bears on eagle's wings ; It gives my ravish'd soul to taste, And makes me for some moments feast With Jesus' priests and kings. AND PRAYER. 77 2 The things eternal I pursue ; A happiness beyond the view Of those that basely pant For thing? by nature felt and seen : Their honours, wealth, and pleasures, mean, I neither have nor want. 3 Nothing on earth I call my own : A stranger to the world, unknown, I all their goods despise : I trample on their whole delight, And seek a city out of sight, A city in the skies. 4 There is my house and portion fail', My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home ; For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come I 5 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, I come, to meet thee in the skies* And claim my heav'nly rest; Now let the pilgrim's journey end, TsTow, O my Saviour, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy breast I HYMN LXI. C. M. 4 TESUS hath dy'd that I might live, qJ Mi^ht live to God alone j Tn him eternal life receive, And be in spirit one. 62 78 SUPPLICATION 2 Saviour, I thank thee for thy grace. The gift unspeakable : And wait with arms of faith t' embrace> And all thy love to feel. 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire, The perfect bliss to prove ; My longing heart is all on fire, To be dissolv'd in love. 4 Give me thyself, from ev'ry boast, From ev'ry sin set free ; Let all I am in thee be lost. But give thyself to me. 5 Thy gifts, alas ! can not suffice, Unless thyself be giv'n ; Thy preser ,e makes my paradise, And where thou art is heav'n. HYMN LXII. C. M. O JOYFUL sound of gospel-grace, Christ shall in me appear 1 I, even I shall see his face ; I shall be holy here. 2 The glorious crown of righteousness To me reach'd out I view ; Conqu'ror through him I soon shall sejze And wear it as my due; AND PRAYER. 79 3 The promisM land from Pisgah's top I now exult to see ; My hope is full (O glorious hope) Of immortality. 4 He visits now this house of clay ; He shakes his future home : O would'st thou, Lord, in this glad day. Into thy temple come. 5 With me I know, I feel thou art, But this can not suffice, Unless thou plantest in my heart, A constant paradise. 6 My earth thou wat'rest from on high ; But make it all a pool : Spring up, O well, I ever cry, Spring up within my soul. 7 Come, O my God, thyself reveal I Fill all this mighty void : Thou only canst my spirit fill, Come, O my God, my God Fulfil, fulfil my large desires, Large as infinity : Give, give me all my soul requires, Ail, all that H in thee. 80 SUPPLICATION HYMN LXIII. C. M. I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope. — Psalm exxx. 5. 1 TTX ERE, at thy throne of sovereign grace, 1 I I bow before thee, Lord ; And wait to see thy smiling face, Still hoping in thy word. 2 One glimpse of thee, thou God of love, Will peace and joy afford; And here,I wait, that glimpse to prove, Still hoping in thy word. 3 Out of the depths of sin and grief, I cry to be restor'd ; And wait till thou shalt send relief, Still hoping in thy word. 4 Forgiveness, Lord, is still with thee. That thou may'st be ador'd; And here I wait for pardon free, Still hoping in thy word. 5 I wait for thee, my soul doth wait; Thy love I'll here record; Thy praise, in songs, I'll celebrate, Still hoping in thy word. 6 On thee, my God, the first and last, My shield, and my reward, I'll wait, till life and time are past; Still hoping in thy word. AND PRAYER. 81 HYMN LX1V. C. M. / will not let thee go except thou bless me. Gen. xxxii. 21. 1 A S Jacob did in days of old, f\ So will my soul do now ; Wrestle, and on my Jesus hold, JNor will I let him go. 2 Like Jacob I am weak and faint, And overwhelm'd with woe ; Lord, hear and pity my complaint 1 For I'll not let thee go. 3 I come, encourag'd by thy word, That mercy thou wilt show; Except thou bless me, dearest Lord, I will not let thee go. 4 I come to ask forgiveness free, Though 1 have been thy foe ; Except thou grant it, Lord, to me, I will not let thee go. 3 I come, to open all my wounds, My sorrows, and my woe ; Except thy healing grace abounds, I will not let thee go. I come, to tell thee all my fears, And conflicts here below ; Except thy mercy, Lord, appears, I will not let thee go. 82 SUPPLICATION 7 I come, thy promises to plead, Where love and mercy flow ; Except thou bless thy word, indeed I will not let thee go. 3 I come, to give thee this vile heart, Which sin has mangled so ; Except salvation thou impart, I will not let thee go. 9 I come to claim thee as my own, And all things else forego ; Except thou grant me this sweet boon, I will not let thee go. 10 I come to ask for all thy love, And all thou canst bestow ; Except these blessings, Lord, I prove. I will not let thee go. 11 Thus, will T wrestle while I live, A pilgrim here below, And when in glory I arrive, I will not let thee go. HYMN LXV. C M. 1 1%/TY God, I know, I feel thee mine. 1? 1 And will not quit my claim, Tiil all I have is lost in thine, And all renew'd I am. AND PRAYER. 83 1 I hold thee with a trembling hand, And will not let thee go, Till steadfastly by faith I stand, And all thy goodness know. 3 Jesus, thine all victorious love Shed in my heart abroad ! Then shall my feet no longer rove, Rooted and fix'd in God. i O that in me the sacred fire, Might now begin to glow ! Burn up the dross of base desire, And make the mountains flow i 5 O that it now from heav'n might fall And all my sins consume : Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I calf, Spirit of burning, come. 6 Refining fire, go through my heart, Illuminate my soul; Scatter thy life through ev'ry part, And sanctify the whole. 7 Sorrow and sin shall then expire 7 When enter'd into rest, I only live my God t' admire, My God for ever blest. 3 My steadfast soul from falling free,. Shall then no longer move ; But Christ be all the world to me, \nd all my heart be love. 84 SUPPLICATION HYMN LXVI. 3 "^^THAT now is my object and aim : y f What now is my hope and desire To follow the heavenly Lamb, And after his image aspire : My hope is all center'd in thee : I trust to recover thy love ; On earth thy salvation to see, And then to enjoy thee above. 2 I thirst for the life-giving word : My Lord, who on Calvary dy'd; A fountain of water and blood. Which gush'd from ImmanuePs side; I gasp for the stream of thy love, The spirit of rapture unknown; And then to re-drink it above, Eternally fresh from the throne. HYMN LXVII. C. M. 1 have longed for thy sahation, O Lord. Psalm cxix. 1 74. 1 4Ti OD, my salvation ! condescend \J[ To bow thine ear to me, While I to thee my wi. hes send, With whom I long to be. 2 Weary of earth, myself, and sin. O wilt thou set me free, And to thy glory take me in ! For there I long to be. AND PBAYER. #5 J Burden'd, dejected, and oppress'd, Ah ! whither shall I flee, But to thy arms, for peace and Test, For there I long to be. A Empty, polluted, dark, and vain, Is all this world to me ; May I the better world obtain ! For there I long to be. i Help a poor pilgrim, Lord to come, Though weak and faint, to thee ; And reach, at last my wish'd for home , For there I long to be. 6 Lord, let a tempest- tossed soul, That peaceful harbor see, Where waves and billows never roll? For there I long to be. 7 Let a poor laborer, here below, When from his toil set free, To rest, and peace eternal go, For there I long to be. 8 View, dearest Lord, my longing heart, Which pants and sighs for thee ; And, O, thyself and heav'n impart, For there I long to be. 86 SUPPLICATION HYMN LXVIII. 1 £^i OME, thou fount of ev'ry blessing, \J 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 — I'm fix'd upon it : Mount of thy redeeming love ! 2 Here I'll raise mine 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, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd his precious blood ! 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrain'd to be I Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love — Here's my heart, O take and seal it : Seal it for thy courts above. AND PRAYER. HYMN LXIX. 1 TT ORD, we come before thee now, JLi At thy feet we humbly bow ; O ! do not our suit disdain, Shall we seek thee, Lord in vain ? 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, In compassion now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee, here we stay ; Lord, we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow. A 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 that are cast down, lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope. Grant that all may seek, and find Thee a gracious God, and kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee. 88 SUPPLICATION HYMN LXX. L. M. Christ the me thing needful. 1 a TTEND, my soul, and search and see XJLWhat's the most needful thing for thee. Can earth, with all its painted toys, Afford thee true and solid joys ? 2 Say, could'st thou be completely bless'd, Of honors, pleasures, wealth possess'd ? Could any creature good- below Sufficient be ? — —No 1 Jesus, no ! 3 No, 'tis engraven on my heart, That thou the one thing needful, art ; I could from all things parted be, But never, never, Lord, from thee ! 4 Needful art thou, to make me live ; Needful art thou, all grace to give ; Needful, to guide me, lest I stray ; Needful, to help me, ev'ry day. 5 Needful, to clothe my naked soul ; Needful, to heal and make me whole ; Needful, my feeble soul to guard ; Needful, to be my great reward. Q Needful, thy presence, dearest Lord. True peace and comfort to afford ; Needful, thy promise, to impart New strength and vigor to my heart. AND PRAYER. 89 7 Needful is thy most precious blood ; Needful, is thy correcting rod ; Needful is thy indulgent care ; Needful thy all-prevailing prayer. S Needful art thou, my soul can say, Through all life's dark and thorny way*; Nor less in death thou'lt needful be, When I yield up my soul to thee. ,9 Needful art thou to raise my dust In shining glory with the just ; Needful, when I in heaven appear ; To crown, and to present me there. 10 Needful art thou, my Lord, my love, To tune my golden harp above ; Needful art thou, my God, my king, While to eternity I sing. 1 1 There shall my soul, with joy supreme; Dwell on the dear, delightful theme (Glory and praise be ever his) The one thing needful Jesus is. HYMN LXXI. My own ease. 1 k BEGGAR poor ^/jL At mercy's door, Lays such a wretch as I ; Thou know'st my need Is great indeed, — Lord hear me when I cry t H2 90 SUPPLICATION 2 With guilt beset And deep in debt, For pardon, Lord, I pray I let thy love Sufficient prove, To take my sins away 1 3 A wicked heart Is no small part Of my distress and shame ; L^t sovereign grace Its crimes efface, Through Jesus' blessed name.- 4 My darkened mind, 1 daily fiud Is prone to go astray ; Lord, on it shine With light divine, And guide it in thy way. 5 My stubborn will Opposes still Thy wise and holy hand ; Thy spirit send, To make it bend To thy supreme command. 6 Affections wild, By sin defiFd, Oft hurry me away : Lord, bring them home. Nor let them roam From Christ the living war. AND PRAYER. 9\ 1 A conscience hard, Does oft retard My walk in holy peace ; Let it by thee Made tender be, And all its hardness cease. 3 My mem'ry's bad, But what is sad, Can folly still retain ; O fill it, Lord, With thy sweet word, And let it there remain. 9 Before thy face, I've told my case, Lord, help and mercy send : Pity my soul, And make me whole, And love me to the end. HYMN LXXII. P. M. Dialogue between a Believer and his Smd, ) Bel. #~1 OME, my soul, and let us try, \J For a little season, Ev'ry burden to lay by, Come and let us reason. What is this that casts thee down ? Who are those that grieve thee ? Speak, and let the worst be known, Speaking may relieve thee. 92 SUPPLICATION 2 Said. Oil ! I sink beneath the load Of "ray nature's evil ; Full of enmity to God ; Captur'd by the devil ; Restless as the troubled seas, Feeble, faint, and fearful ; Plagu'd with ev'ry sore disease, How can I be cheerful ? 3 Bel. Think on what thy Saviour bore In the gloomy garden, Sweating blood at every pore, To procure thy pardon. See him strech'd upon the wood, Bleeding, grieving, crying, SufFring all the wrath of God, Groaning, gasping, dying ! 4 Soul. This by faith I sometimes view, And those views relieve me : But my sins return anew ; These are they that grieve me. Oh ! I'm leprous, wretched, soul, Quite throughout infected : Have not I, if any soul, Cause to be dejected ? a Bel. Think how loud thy dying Lord Cry'd out " It is finish'd !" Treasure up that sacred word, Whole and undimimsh'd. AND PRAYER. 93 Doubt not ; he will carry on, To its full perfection, That good work he has begun — Why then this dejection ? Q Soul. Faith, when void of works, is dead, This the scriptures witness; And what works have I to plead, Who am all unfitness ? All my povvrs are deprav'd, Blind, perverse, and fdthy : If from death I'm fully sav'd, Why am I not healthy ? 7 Bel. Pore not on thyself too long. Lest it sink the lower; Look to Jesus, kind as strong, Mercy join'd with pow'r ; Ev'ry work that thou must do, Will thy gracious Saviour For the work, and in the too, Of his special favour. 8 Soul. Jesus' precious blood once spilt I depend on solely, To release and clear my guilt, But I would be holy. Bel He that bought thee on the cross Can control thy nature, Fully purge away thy dross, Make thee a new creature. §4 SUPPLICATION 9 Soul. That he can I nothing doubt, Be it but his pleasure. Bel. Though it be not done throughout, May it not in measure ? Soul. When that measure, far from great, Still shall seem decreasing I Bel. Faint not then ; but pray and wait, Never, never ceasing. 10 Soul. What when prayer meets no regard ? Bel. Still repeat it often. Soul. But I feel myself so hard — Bel. Je?us will thee soften. Soul. But my enemies make head, Bel. Let them closer drive thee. Soul. But Tm cold, I'm dark, I'm dead, Bel. Jesus will revive thee. HYMN LXXIII. 1 rilHOU great mysterious God unknown, I Whose love hath gently led me on, Ev'n from my infant days ; Mine inmost soul expose to view. And tell me if I ever knew, Thy justifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear, And follow'd with a heart sincere, Thy drawing from above : Now, now the farther grace bestow, .And let my sprinkled coQscience know, Thy sweet forgiving love. AND PRAYER. 95 .'> Short of thy love I would not stop, A stranger to the gospel hope, The sense of sin forgiv'n : I would not, Lord, ray soul deceive, Without the inward witness live, That antepast of heav'n. 4 If now the Witness were in me, Would he not testify of thee, In Jesus reconcil'd ? And should I not with faith draw nigh, And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, I know myself thy child ? Ah ! never let thy servant rest, Till of my part in Christ possess'd, I on thy mercy feed : Unworthy of the crumbs that fall, Yet rais'd by him who dy'd for all, To eat the children's bread. 6 Whate'er obstructs thy pard'ning love, Or sin, or righteousness, remove, Thy glory to display : My heart of unbelief convince, And now absolve me from my sins, And take them all away. MYMN LXXIV. L. M. MY hope, my All, my Saviour thou. To thee lo ! now my soul I bow ; 1 feel the bliss my wounds impart, I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 96 SUPPLICATION 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way. Protect me through my life's short day In 3 11 my acts may wisdom guide, And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 3 Correct, reprove and comfort me ; As I have need, my Saviour be : And if T would from thee depart, Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy beast. 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, Save me from sin and Satan's pow'r Tear ev'ry idol from thy throne, And reign, my Saviour — reign alone. 5 My suflf'ring time shall soon be o'er. Then shall I sigh and weep no more * My ransom'd soul shall soar away- To sing thy praise in endless day. HYMN LXXV L. M- Hope encouraged. WHY sinks my weak desponding mind ? Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh*' Can sovereign goodness be unkind ? Am I not safe as God is nigh ? He holds all nature in his hand ,• That precious hand on which I live, Does life, and time, and death command, -And has immortal joys to give. AND PRAYER. Vt 2 *Tis he supports this faiuting frame, On him alone my hopes recline ; The wondrous glories of his name, How wide they spread ! how bright they shine J Infinite wisdom ! boundless power ! Unchanging faithfulness and love ! Here will I trust, while I adore, Nor from my refuge e'er remove. HYMN LXXVI. P. M. Dwelling in Mesech. f "lriTTHAT a mournful life is mine, ▼ ▼ Fill'd with crosses pains and cares V Ev'ry work defiPd with sin, Ev'ry step beset with snares J 2 If alone I pensive sit, I myself can hardly bear ; If I pass along the street, Sin and riot triumph there. 3 Jesus how my heart is pain'd, How it mourns for souls deceivMi When I hear thy name profan'd, When I see thy spirit griev'd ! ^ When thy children's grief I view, Their distress becomes my own j All I hear or see or do, Makes me tremble, weep and groam 98 SUPPLICATION, &£. 5 Mourning thus I long had been, When I heard my Saviour's voice ; " Thou hast cause to mourn for sin, But in me thou niay'st rejoice." 6 This kind word dispell'd my grief, Put to silence my complaints; Though of sinners I'm the chief, He has rauk'd me with his saints. 7 Though constraint to dwell a while, Where the wicked strive and brawl Let them frown, if he but smile, Heaven will make amends for all. 8 There, believers, we shall rest, Free from sorrow, sin and fears ; Nothing there our peace molest, Through eternal rounds of years. 9 Let us then the fight endure, See our Captain looting down ; He will make the conquest sure, And bestow ftie promised crown,- 99 REJOICING AND PRAISE. HYMN LXXVII. Thou art my God, and I will praiscthec Psalm cxviii. 28. 1 Tjl TERNAL sovereign, Lord of all ! Jji Prostrate before thy throne I fall ; While here my claim and sons; I raise, Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise. 2 Hence all my comfort, safety, peace, And all those joys which never cease, Thou life and strength of all my ways, Thou art my God and thee I'll praise, 3 In all my trials and my fears, In all my sorrows and my tears, In all my dark and gloomy days, Thou art my God and thee I'll praise. 4 But, O, what heart or tongue can tell What glories in this passage dwell ! My soul on this foundation stays, Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise. 5 Be this on earth my sweet support, My treasure, pleasure, and resort ; This be my joy through death's dark maze, Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise. 10£) REJOICING 6 Be this my glory when I rise To that bright world above the skies ; For ever there this song I'll raise, Thou art my God, and thee I'll praise. HYMN LXXVIII P. M. The Lord in his Garden. 1 PTHHE Lord into his garden comes ; i The Spices yield a rich perfume ; The lilies grow and thrive : Refreshing showers of grace divine, From Jesus flows to ev'ry vine, Which makes the dead revive. t 2 O that this dry and barren ground In springs of water may abound, A fruitful soil become ! The desert blossoms as the rose, When Jesus conquers all his foes, And makes his people one. t 3 The glorious time is rolling on, The gracious work is now begun; My soul a witness is : I taste and see the pardon free, For all mankind as well as me : Who come to Christ may live. 4 The worst of sinners here may fia J As Aaron with his girdle In shining jewels drest, Bore all the tribes of Israeli Inscrib'd upon his breast ; So will the priests of Zion, Before the Father's throne Present the heirs of glory, And God the kindred owp. L 122 REJOICING 3 The golden bells will echo Around the sacred hill; And sweet immortal anthems The vocal regions fill ; In everlasting beauty The shining millions stand, Safe on the rock of ages, Amid the promis'd land. 9 We'll range the wide dominion Of our Redeemer round, And in dissolving raptures Be lost in love profound ; "While all the flaming harpers Begin the lasting song, "With hallelujahB rolling From the unnumber'd throng. HYMN XCIV. P. M. 1 g^i OME, thou all redeeming Saviour, \J All our doubts and darkness chase, Let us now through thee find favour, Let us all thy love embrace. CHORUS. O pray on brethren, O glory hallelujah- Pray on sisters, serve the Lord. 2 O display thy grace and glory ; Here thy feeble followers bless, Now let sinners bow before thee, And redeeming love confess. O pray on brethren, O glory hallelujah^ #ray on sisters j serve the Lord. AND PRAISE. 123 HYMN XCV. C. M. 1 T KNOW that my Redeemer lives, I And ever prays for me : A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 Thy love I soon expect to find, In all its depth and height, To comprehend th' eternal mind, And grasp the infinite. 3 When God is mine, and I am hi&, Of paradise possess'd, I taste unutterable bliss, And everlasting rest. HYMN XCVI. 1 "I TT ARK ! how the gospel-trumpet sounds ! JlX Thro' all the earth the echo bounds! And Jesus, by redeeming blood, Is bringing sinners back to God ; And guides them safely by his word. To endless day. 2 Hail ! all victorious conqu'riug Lord ! Be thou by all thy works ador'd, Who undertook for sinful man, And brought salvation thro' thy name, That wt with thee may ever reign, Jn endless day. 124 REJOICING 3 Fight on, ye conquering souls, fight on, And when the conquest you have won. The palms of vict'ry you shall bear, And in his kingdom have a share, And crowns of glory ever wear, In endless /day. 4 There we shall in sweet chorus joio, And saints and angels all combine, To sing of his redeeming love, When rolling years shall cease to move,, And this shall be our theme above, In endless day. HYMN XCVIf. 1 MTi HILDREN of the heav'nly King. \_J As we journey let us sing : Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways ! 2 We are trav'ling home to God, In the way the fathers trod : They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see, 3 O ye banishM seed ! be glad, Christ our advocate is made ; U? to save, our flesh assumes. Brother to our souls becomes »- AND PRAISE. 125 4 Fear not brethren, joyful stand On the borders of our land : Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids as undismay'd go on. * Lord ! obediently we'll go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our father be, And weatill will follow thee I HYMN XCVIII. P. M. Love to Christ. 1 f\ Jesus, my Saviour to thee I submit, \J With love and thanksgiving fall down at thy feet ; In sacrifice offer my soul, flesh and blood; Thou art my redeemer, my Lord and my God. 2 Hove thee, I love thee, I love thee, my love, I love thee, my Saviour, I love thee, my Dove ; I love thee, I love thee, and that thou dost know, But how much I love thee I never can show* 3 All human expressions are empty and vain, They cannot unriddle this heavenly flame; I'm sure if the tongue of an angel were mine, I could not this myst'ry completely define. 4 I'm happy, I'm happy, O wond'rous account ! My jovs are immortal, I stand on the mount; L2 1&6 REJOICING I gaze on my treasure, and long to be thcic-, With Jesus and angels, my kindred so dear. 5 O Jesus, my Saviour, with thee I am blest ! My life and salvation, my joy and my rest ! Thy name be my theme, and thy love be my song; Thy grace shall inspire my heart and my tongue. O, who's like my Saviour ? he's Salem's bright King ! He smiles and he loves me, and learns me to sing ; I'll praise him, I'll praise him, with notes loud and shrill, While rivers of pleasure my spirits doth fill. HYMN XCIX, C. M. 1 TTjrOW vam are all things here below, _£l How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure h?th its poison too, ^.ud ev*ry sweet a snare. Q The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light ; We should suspect some danger nigh s Where we possess delight. 8 Our dearest joys and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring mind?. Arid leave but half for God J AND PRAISE. 127 i The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense ! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food ; Aod grace commaud my heart away From all created good. HYMN C. C. M. The true Penitent. .1 TTTARK! hear the sound on earth is found XX. My soul delights to hear; Of dying love, that's from above, Of pardon bought so dear. 2 God's ministers, like flames of fire, Are passing through the land : The voice is, Hear, repent and fear, King Je<=us is at hand. 3 God's chariots they no longer stay ; They're mounted on the truth : The saints in prayer, cry, Lord, draw near. Have mercy on the youth. 4 Young converts sing, and praise their Ring, And bless God's Holy name ; Whilst older saints, true penitents, TU'ioicr to ioin lh? theme? 128 REJOICING 5 God grant a shower of his great power On ev'ry aching heart, Who sincerely to God do cry, That they may have a part. 6 Come, lovely youth, embrace the truth, Agree with one accord, And use your tongues while you are youn* In praising of the Lord, HYMN CI. P. M. ChrisVs Ascension. 1 f^i LAP your hands ye people all, \J Praise the God on whom ye call Lift your voice, and shout his praise. Triumph in his matchless grace. 2 Jesus is gone up on high, Takes his seat above the skies; Shout, ye angels choirs, aloud, Echoing to the trump of God. 3 Sons of men the triumph join, Praise him with the hosts divine .; Emulate the heavenly pow'rs, Their victorious Lord is ours. 4 Shout the God enthron'd above, Loud proclaim his conqu'ring love ; Praises to our Jesus sing, Praises to our glorious King. AND PRAISE. 129 Pow'r is all to Jesus given, Pow'r o'er hell, earth and heaven ; Jesus, power to us impart, Then we'll praise with all our heart. ■c HYMN CII P. Mi Redetnption. OME, friends and relations, let's join heari and hand, The voice of the Turtle is heard in our land ; I^et's all walk together and follow the sound, And march to the place where Redemption k found. -3 The place is not hidden nor is it conceaPd, All mortals may know it, for it is revealM : The place is in Jesus, to Jesus we'll go, And there find redemption from sorrow and wo. 3 And you, ray dear brethren, who love my dear Lord, Who've witness'd free pardon through faith in his word, Let patience atteud you wherever you be, In Christ you've Redemption, 'tis purchas'd, tis free. A We read of commotions and signs in the skies. The sun and the moon shall be cloth'd in disguise; And when you shall see all these tokens appear, Then lift up your head?, your Redemption draws near. 130 REJOICING 5 O then the Archangel the trumpet shall sound, And wake all the saints that sleep under the ground ! The sound of the trumpet shall bid you arise, To meet your Redemption with joy and surprise. 9 And then loving Jesus our souls will receive, From bonds of corruption our bodies relieve ; Then we shall be perfect, and we shall be free, We'll sing of Redemption wherever we be. 7 Redeemed from sin, and redeemed from death, Redeem'd from corruption, redeem'd from the earth, Redeem'd from damnation, redeem'd from all wo. We'll sing of redemption wherever we go. 8 Redeemed from pain, and redeem'd from distress, The fruits of Redemption no tongue can express; Redemption was purchas'd by Jesus' free love. We'll sing of Redemption in heaven above. HYMN CIII. L. M. 1 ~¥"OIN all who love the Saviour's name*, tJ To sing his everlasting fame: Great God ! prepare each heart and voice In him, for ever, to rejoice. 2 Of him what wond'rous things are told ! In him what glories I behold 1 For him I gladly all things leave ; To him, my soul, for ever cleave \ AND PRAISE. 134 3 In him my treasure's all contain'd ; By him my feeble soul's sustain'd; From him what favors I receive ; Through him I shall for ever live. 4 With him I daily love to walk ; Of him my soul delights to talk ; On him I cast my ev'ry care ; Like him one day shall I appear. 5 Bless him, my soul, from day to day i Trust him to lead thee on thy way ; Give him thy poor, weak, sinful heart : With him, O never, never part. (j Take him for strength and righteousness ; Make him thy refuge in distress ; Love him above all earthly joy ; And him in ev'ry thing employ. 7 Praise him in cheerful, grateful songs ; To him your highest praise belongs ; 'Tis him who glory doth prepare ; And him you'll sing for ever there. HYMN CIV. S. M. The Pool of Bethsaida. I X} ESIDE the gospel pool J3 Appointed for the poor, From year to year my helpless sold Has waited for a cure. 132 REJOICING 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move ; And others rouud me stepping in. Their efficacy to prove. 3 But my complaints remain, I feel the very same; As full of guilt, and fear and pain As when at first I came. 4 O would the Lord appear My malady to heal, He knows how long I've languish'd here. And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought Why should I longer lie ; Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I. 6 But whither can I go, There is no other pool ; Where streams of sovereign virtue flow To make a sinner whole. 7 Here then from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try • Can Jesus hear a sinner pray. Yet suffer him to die. 8 No, he is full of grace, He never will permit A soul that fain would see his face, To perish at his feet AND PRAISE. 133 HYMN CV. P. M. ALMIGHTY love inspire, My heart with sacred fire, Aud animate desire My soul to renew : I love my blessed Jesus, On whom each angel gazes, And symphony increases, Above the ethereal blue. CHORUS. And O give him glory, And O give him glory, And O give him glory, For glory is his own. And you may give him glory, And I will give him glory, We'll shout aud give him glory, When we arrive at home. My tender hearted Jesus, Thy love my soul amazes, Thou diedgt for to save us, When lost and undone : JSo seraph could redeem us, No angel could retrieve us, No arm could relieve ue, But Jesus alone. And O give him glory, &c. ML 1£4 fcBjOicntfG 3 In him I have believed, He has my soul retrieved, From sin he has redeemed, My soul which was dead : And now 1 love my Saviour, For I am in his favour, And hope with him forever, The golden streets to tread*. And O give him glory, &c. A Yet here awhile I stay, In hopes of that glad day, When I am cali'd away To the mansions above I There to enjoy the treasure, Of unconsuming pleasure, And shout in highest measure $ Halfelujahs of loVe. And O £ive him glory, &eT * In hopes of seeing Jesus, Whep all my conflict ceases ; To him my love increases, To worship and adore. Gome then, my blessed Saviour, Vouchsafe to me thy favour^ To dwell with thee forever, When time shall be no more. And O give him glory, &c- 3 Then in the blooming garden Of Eden, gain'd by pardon. Upon the banks of Jordan We'll worship the Lamb :: AVD PRAISE. 135 We'll sing the song of Moses, While Jesus sweet composes, A song that never closes, Of praises to his name. And O give him glory, &c«. See yonder is the glory, It lies but just before me, And there we'll tell the story Of all redeemiLg love, And there we shall forever Drink of the flowing river, And ever, ever, ever, Surround the tfirone of love, O there we'll give thee glory, O there we'll give thee glory, O there we'll give thee glory, f And sing the song of love. And you may give him glory, &c._ v HYMN CVI. L.M, The New Light. 1 fl OME, all who are New-lights indeed, \J W T ho are from sin and bondage freed ; From Egypt's land we've took our flight, For God has given us a New-light. 2 Long time we with the wicked trod, And madly ran the sinful road ; Against the gospel we did fight, ScarM at the name of a New-light. 136 REJOICING 3 At length the Lord in mercy calPd, And gave us strength to give up all : He gave us grace to choose aright A portion with despis'd New-lights. 4 Despis'd by man, upheld by God, We're marching on the heavenly road : Loud Hallelujahs we will sing To Jesus Christ, the New-light's king. 5 Though by the world we are disdain'd, And have our names cast out by men ; Yet Christ our captain for us fights, Nor >ieath, nor hell, can hurt New -lights. Come, sinners, with us New-lights join. And taste the joys that are divine ; Bid all your carnal mirth adieu : Come, join and be a New-light too. 1 Your carnal mirth you'll count a toy. If once you know the heavenly joy ; No solid joys are known below, But such as New-lights feel and know. 8 I know not any sect nor part, But such as are New-lights in heart ; If in Christ Jesus you delight, I can pronounce you a New-light. 9 For since in Christ we all are one, My soul would fain let strife alone ; No prejudice can any bear, No wrath ia these that New-lights are. AND FRAIS£. 137 10 Thus guarded by the Lord, we'll stand Safe in the hollow of his hand; Nor do we scorn the New-lights name.. Christians are all New-lights — Amen.' 11 Amen, amen, so let it be; Glory to God, this light we see : New light from Christ to us given, New light will be our light in heaven. HYMN CVII. P, M. 1 TESUS, thou hast dy'd for sinners, #f Groan'd and bled on Calvary ; And now sets before thy Father, There to intercede for me. CHORUS, Glory, glory, glory, glory, Glory be to the Lord on high i Glory to my blessed Saviour, Sing his praises through the sky. 2 Jesus thou art all my portion, Present help in deep distress : And doth lead me by thy spirit, Through this dark wild wilderness. Glory, glory, &c. 3 I have no continuing dwelling Here beneath this lower sky ; But I trust my soul will triumph, In that blest eternity. Glory, glory, &t. M 2 138 REJOICING 4 Through the merits of my Jesus, My poor soul will reign above ; There foreveis I will praise him, Blest in the Redeemer's love. Glory, glory, da*, 5 There I hope to see my Saviour ; That, did bleed and die for me ; There I hope to sing his praises Unto all eternity. Glory, glory, &c. 6 O that all my friends but knew him, And would come and taste his love ; That their souls with mine might view him, In the glorious worlds above. Glory, glory, &c.« HYMN CVIII. S. M. 1 ^~V RAISE your voices high, \J In praising Jesus' name, Aud all your ransom'd powers employ- To celebrate his fame. 2 To save our souls from hell, He sulTer'd on the tree : Not all the heavenly hosts can tell What he endur'd for thee. 3 His guiltless soul was made A sacrifice for sin, His precious blood the ransom paid, And makes us pure within. AND PRAISE. 139 4 The Father's love was shown To all our guilty race j Then Jesus to our help came clown, And we are sav'd by grace. a Declare to all mankind, Through Jesus' dying Jove, The worst of siuners now mny find The heritage above. .6 Who consciously believe That Christ for all hath dy'd, The witness now by faith receive, And feel the blood apply'd. 7 We will, through grace march on The way of holiness; By faith obtain the glittering crown. And dwell where Jesus is, 3 The bright harmonious throng We'll join in nobler strains, And sing the new eternal song Throughout the heavenly plains. HYMN C1X. P. M. Comp-Mteling. O SHEPHERD of Israel, draw near, And visit each tent in the grove; The thousands assembled here Refresh with the streams of thy love. 140 REJOICING We wait until Jesus descend In power to quicken the dead : Thy mercy to sinners extend ; Let captives from bondage be freed . 2 Assist all thy servants to preach, Eudue them with heavenly fire : The multitudes help tjiem to teach ; Their bosoms with rapture inspire : The truth to their conscience apply ; The gospel attend with thy power; O do not pass one sinner by; Let blessings descend like a shower. 3 Let parents thy promises claim, For children expos'd to thine ire ; O snatch them as brands from the flame, And rescue their souls from the fire. Attend to the penitent's cry, And save from the depth of distress : O Jesus, in pity draw nigh, And fill them with heavenly peace. HYMN CX. Longing far a Revival. I LONG to see the seasons come, When sinners will come flocking home, To taste the riches of God's love, And sing his praises in realms above-' AND PRAISE. 141 2 Hark how the gospel trumpet sounds, Inviting sinners all around ; Behold your loving Saviour stand?. And spreads for you hib bleeding hands. 3 He's now a knocking at your heart, Waiting salvation to impart; He'll wash you in atoning Wood, And seal you heirs and sons of God. I A few more days and you must go To realms of joy or endless woe ; In worlds above with Christ to dwell - Or sink beneath his frowns to hell. 3 Come sinners all now warning take, And all your sinful ways forsake : This world gfve o'er leave sin behind, In Christ you shall redemption find. 6 Take your companions by the hand, Take all your children in a band, And give them up at Jesus' call, To pardon, bless, and save them alL 7 When the great day of Christ shall come, And he collects his jewels home : On Zion's mount we then shall stand, And join the bright angelic band. S O what a glorious company ! May I be there that sight to see, And join in praise to Jesus" name. All glorious in Jerusalem. 142 REJOICING HYMN CXI. C. M. 1 TJ LESS God, ye servants that attend _J5 Upon his solemn state, That in his temple night by night, With humble rev'rence wait. 2 Within his house lift up your hands, And bless his holy name : From Sion bless thy Israel, Lord, Who earth and heav'n didst frame.- HYMN CXII. Triumph over Death. 1 TTOW happy every child of grace, JOL The soul that's filPd with joy and peace,.. That bears the fruits of righteousness : And kept by Jesus' power, Their trespasses are all forgiv'n, They antedate the joys of heav'n : In rapturous lays, Shout the praise Of Jesus' grace, To a lost race Of sinners, brought to happiness Through the atoning blood of Jesus. , o Satan may tempt and hell may rage, And all the powers of earth besiege ; Their united strength at once engage To pluck a soul from Jesus* AND PftAlSE. 146 The faithful soul laughs them to scorn, He's heaven-bound, lie's heaven-born, He'll watch and pray, Night and day, Fight his way, Win the day, And all his enemies dismay, Thro' the mighty name of Jesus. 3 Oh monster, death, thy sting is drawn, Oh boasted grave, no trophies won, The saint triumphs thro' grace alone, To praise the name of Jesus. At length he bids the world adieu, With all its vanity and shew— The soul it flies, Thro' the skies, To Paradise, And joins its voice Ili rapturous lays of love, to praise The glorious name of Jesus. A When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound, And rend the rocks, convulse the ground, And swears that time is at an end, Ye dead arise to judgment. See lightnings flash, and thunders roll, This earth wrapt like a parchment scroll, Comets blaze, Sinners raise,, Dread amaze, And horrors seize,- 144 fcEjoicittC The guilty sons of Adam's race, Unsav'd from sin by Jesus. 5 The christian, fill'd with rapturous joy, Midst flaming worlds he mounts on high To meet his Saviour in the sky, And see the face of Jesus. The soul and body reunite, And fill'd with glory infinite. Blessed day, Christians say, Will you pray, That we may, All join that happy company, To praise the name of Jesus. HYMN CXIII P. MT. 1 FTpHE Saviour meets his flock to-day, 1 Shall I in sloth abide at home, Shall I behind the people stay When Jesus kindly bids nie come ; I'll go, it is a place of prayer, In hope that God may meet me there. 2 How long did faithful Hannah wait, And serv'd the Lord for many yeang, Attending at the temple gate, "With fasting and with many tears. She seldom left the house of pray'r, 'Till God was pleas'd to meet her there. AND PRAISE. 145 Then oh my Lord give me the power, And, like the saints, I'll watch for thee ; In earnest wait the joyful hour, When thou shalt be reveal'd in me : Now give the justifying grace, And sav'd from sin show me thy face. Remove temptation oh my Lord, And let miue enemies be slain, Which would withdraw me from thy word". And plunge me in the world again : And always ready may I stand, To take my seat at thy right hand. HYMN CXIV. P. M. Redeeming Grace. NOW begin the heavenly theme. Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; Ye who Jesus kindly prove, Triumphant in redeeming love. 2 Ye who see the Father's grace, Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on you move, Bless and praise redeeming love, ■) Ye alas, who long have been, Willing slaves to death aud sin, Now from bliss no longer rove, -^'op and tastf redeeming love. 446 REJOICING 4 Mourning souls dry up your tear£ 3 Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, Cancelled by redeeming love. 5 He subdu'd th* infernal powers His tremendous foes and ours ; From the cursed empire drove, Mighty in redeeming love. § Welcome all by sin opprest, Welcome to the sacred rest, Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. ? Hither then your mu?ic bring, Strike aloud each cheerful string, Mortals, oin the hosts above, Join to praise redeeming love. HYMN CXV. P. M. The king's Enemy made fret. 1 ~\7~E Saints of God come here me tell, 1 The wonders of Emanuel : How he doth send his truth abroad, To bring lost sinners home to God : He sends his word of power divine, And searches out the inmost mind • Exposes Sin most clear to view, Ajsd tejls the sinner what to do I ANp PRAISE. 147 Namely, repent and turn to God, And thereby shun his iron rod. 2 I was a sinner stout and bold, On satan's list was I enroll'd, To fight against the Pi wers above, And slight the offers of God's love : But I grew weak and faint in fight, Because from God I had my light : Which show'd me plain that hell was miup. For using Him, my God unkind : So weak was 1 against that King, That not one conquest could I win ! 3 As I walk'd out one morning fair, To think on God and take the air ; I view'd the field of battle round, To see what riches could be found. But O 1 what carnage did I see, By Jesus Chrises own company ; Who had one Sword which all did wield, Attended with a powerful shield ; Which Sword they thrust through every heart And made their foes both ache and smart 4 Some lay as dead upon the ground, Yet they had life to breath and mourn; Their death to God and life to sin, Did plague them as a poisonous sting! And when I look'd to see their store, Which God had call'd for o'er and o'er i thought some plunder then to g^vin, But all was sin, and filth and stain i 148 REJ©ICING Such trash in store, I had enougk And wished then to have no more. 5 But O ! ye curious come and see, The wounds they gave their enemy : What caution they do use in strife, To bring on death yet save the life 1 And as they pierce their hearts most sore. So as to make them cry and roar; The saints round them do shout and sing. In Honour of their Heavenly King : Because the conquest they do gain — Bring life and peace to all their slain. 6 I turn'd again the spoil to view, To see if there were nothing new ; That I might take as mine own part. And thereby cheer a troubled heart- But how surprised yet was I, To find the spoil all of one die : Nothing but sin was taken away, From those who did for quarters pray . All good remaiu'd with those whom God Had «onquer'd by his gospel sword. 7 Surely said I, here's good indeed, The very blessings which I need, And could I only make them mine, I'd die the death which God enjoins: For as the gain is all to me, I can't object to being free ; So I'll cast off my fleshly sword, And own I'm conquer' d by the Lord \ AND PJtAISE. 149 Sure humble now I'd better be, Thau suiFer in Eternity. ■c HYMN CXVI. L. M. The happy Convert. OME brethren, and rejoice with me, For Jesus Christ hath made me free} From that which did defile my heart, And made me from my God depart. When I by faith embraced him, He fill'd my soul up to the brim, With streams of grace and love divine., Which proves the promises are mine ; How good it is, how sweet to me ; O ! that mankind would all be free. 2 I was much plagu'd with outward sin, But more with that, which dwelt within, Which always barr'd my Saviour out, And kept me in distressing doubt ; But all my fears are driven away, Bv brilliancy of gospel day, Which shines so clear, I must believe, That I do in my Saviour live A life of love, a heaven below, I've not a doubt, I feel it so. 3 If more you wish to know of me, I'm happy now, and wish to be, 1*2 150 REJOICING While I do in the flesh remain. Till I return to God again ; For I do feel his love most sweet. When Mary-like I at his feet, Do claim my portion of his love, Which lifts my heart to things above, He gives to me a heavenly flame, Which makes me praise his holy name. 4 How grateful then ought I to prove For the sweet tokens of his love, Which cheers ray heart and makes me whole. And stamps his image on my soul. A debtor great, I surely be, To him whose power hath saved me ; A heaven of love he hath bestow'd, Which stays my mind on him my God j And what doth much increase the score, When I thank him, he gives me more= 6 A happy soul indeed am I, I My mind is fix'd above the sky, On things divine, at God's right hand, Where I shall see the friend of man, Who pleads my cause in courtgfe&bove, And gives to me his heavenly love, To fit me for that blessed place, Where I'll enjoy his fullest grace ; What holy joy, what heavenly bliss, To dwell where loving Jesus is ! 6 Come brethren dear, whose joys abound By hearing precious gospel sound. AND PRAISE. 151 Cheer up your hearts and strong believe, Fn Christ who ever, ever lives, For though your race is not quite run, You feel your heaven is now begun, Then let us raise a holy son?, And praise him as we pass along, To joys above where we shall be, Happy in vast eternity. We're happy now in clogs of clay, But what is this to open day. Of glory beaming all around, Where sin aud grief can ne'er be found. How happy we shall be that day, To think that we did watch and pray And kept our garments clean aud white'. Fit to appear with saints in light. Quite free, O then our joys shall be, Aud remain so eternally. HYMN CXVII. P. M. i A LT HOUGH despis'd by men ; jt\_ A little feeble band ; Protection we obtain, From the Redeemer's hand. Though oft our foes would us devour We stand upheld by Jesus' power. 2 While on him we depend, And truly fear his name. He'll prove a faithful friend, And ne'er put us to shame. 125 11EJ0ICINC He'll guard us safe through all the way, To the fair climes of endless day. 3 Our shepherd leads us on, While we obey his voice ; He guides us to his throne, And in him we'll rejoice : Though strait the way we need not fear, If to the end we persevere. 4 Christ is our leader call'd The christian name we bear; This name we will extoll, While in his grace we share : All party names we will disdain, Th* glorious name of Christ maintain. 5 His doctrine too we'll prize, This, as our rule observe, It is our only guide, Therefrom we must not swerve; This doctrine will arise on high, When all the works of men shall die. 6 Ourselves we must deny, And daily take our cross ; From every evil fly, Or we shall suffer loss. Till victory we completely win, We will maintain the war with sin. 7 Lord, when our hearts shall fail, And earthly comforts die, May thy rich grace prevail, And bear our souls on higfr AND TRAISE. 153 There, while our glowing love shall flame, Our deathless tongues shall praise thy aame. HYMN CXVIII. P. M. Glorifying God in Christ. A Dialogue. BRETHREN, sing : 'tis right you should, Sing our Saviour's precious blood ; Daughters of Jerusalem, Join we willingly the theme. . 2 Shout for joy, ye happy men ; Lo for you the Lamb was slain ! Highly favour' d women praise Jesus in celestial lays. 3 Hail, redeeming Lamb, who late Suflfer'd death without the gate. Hail ! for by thy death and cross Thou hast purchased heaven for us. 4 None but Jesus will we sing, None but Jesus, Israel's King ; None but Jesus will we laud, None but Christ the Son of God. 5 Worthy, holy Lamb, art thou, Praise to have and honour too, Worthy thou of bliss and pow'r, Now henceforth, forever more. 1£4 REJOICING HYMN CXIX. L. M. The Believer's Hiding-Place. 3 "JXAIL, heavenly love, that first began, XI The scheme to rescue fallen man ! Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding-place. 2 Against the God who rules the sky, I sought with hands uplifted high ; Despis'd the mansion of his grace, Too proud to seek a hiding-place. 3 Enwrapt in dark Egyptian night, And fond of darkness more than ligtyjt Madly I ran the sinful race, Secure without a hiding-place. 4 But lo ! th' eternal counsel rang " Almighty love, arrests the man t 4 ' I felt the arrows of distress, And found I had no hiding-place. 5 God's glorious justice stood in view : To Sinai's fiery mount I flew, But justice cry'd with frowning face, This mountain is no hiding-place., 6 But lo ! a heavenly voice I heard, And mercy for my soul appear'd, Which led me on a pleasant pace, To Jesus Christ my hiding-place. AND TRAISE. 155 '7 Should storms of sevenfold thunder roll, And shake the globe from pole to pole, !No thunder-bolt shall daunt my face, For Jesus is my hiding-place. 8 On him almighty vengeance fell, That might have thrust a world in hell j He bore it for" a ruin'd race, And thus became an hiding-place. A few more rolling years at most, Will land me safe on Canaan's coast, Where I shall sing the song of grace, Safe in my glorious hiding-place. HYMN CXX. L. M. Christ the Apple- Tree. * FT^HE tree of life my soul hath seen, I Ladeu with fruit, and always green The trees of nature fruitless be, Compar'd with Christ the Apple-tree. 2 This beauty doth all things excel, By faith I know, but ne'er can teH The glory which I now can see, In Jesus Christ, the Apple tree. 3 For happiness I long have sought, And pleasure dearly have I bought^. I mis'd of all but now I see, Tis found in Christ the Apple-tree, 156 REJOICING 4 I'm weary'd with my former toil ; Here I will sit and rest awhile. Under the shadow I will be Of Jesus Christ the Apple-tree. 5 With great delight I'll make my stay, There's none shall fright my soul away ; Among the sons of men I see There's none like Christ, the Apple-tree. t> I'll sit and eat this fruit divine, It cheers my heart, 'tis heavenly wine. And now this fruit is sweet to me, That grows on Christ, the Apple-tree. 7 This fruit doth make my soul to thrive; It keeps my dying faith alive; Which makes my soul in haste to be With Jesus Christ, the Apple-tree. 'C HYMN CXXII. P. M. Christ's Invitation. OME, brethren, and sisters, that love my dear Lord, I pray give attention and ear to my word ; What a wonder of mercy ! behold now I see. What a tender kind Saviour has done for poor me. 2 I was led by the devil, till lost and distrest, I tho't that in torments I. soon should he ca*t ■ AND »RAISE. 157 No peace to the wicked but all misery, Till by faith I saw Jesus hang bleeding for me. 3 Oh sinner, said Jesus, for you I have dy'd : AH glory to Jesus, my soul then repli'd, The guilt was removed, my soul did rejoice ; The blood was applied, the witness and voice. A On my low bending knees, before God I did fall, All glory to Jesus, for he's all in all ; The heart of this rebel was bursted in twain, To see my dear Jesus on Calvary slain. 5 There was peace now in heaven, and peace upon earth, The angels rejoice at a poor sinner's birth 5 Your sins are forgiven, my Saviour did say, O witness, kind Heaven, on this my birth day. 8 My goul it was humbled, I fell to the ground, The time of refreshing at length I have found, O Lord, thou hast ravish'd my soul with thy charms, Let me die now like Simeon, with Christ in my HYMN CXXII. P. M, Union, ATTEND, ye saints, and hear me tell The wonders of Immanuel ; Who sav'd me from a burning hell, w And brought my soul with him to dwell, And feel a blessed Union. e 158 REJOICING 2 At first he saw me from on high, Beheld my soul in ruin lie ; He look'd on me with pitying eye, And said to me as he pass'd by, With God you have no Union. 3 Then I began to mourn and cry, I look'd this way and that to fly ; • It griev'd me sore that I must die, I strove salvation for to buy- But still I had no Union. 4 But when my Saviour brought me in, And with his blood did wash me clean, 'Twas then I hated every sin; And O ! what seasons I have seen, E'er since I felt this Union. 5 I prais'd the Lord both night and day. From house to house I went to pray, And if I met one on the way, I always had some word to say About this blessed Union. 6 I wonder why old saints don't sing, And praise the Lord upon the wing, And make the heavenly arches ring, With loud hosannas to their King, Who brought their souls to Union. r O come, backsliders, come away, And learn to do as well as say ; And mind to watch as well as pray, Come, bear your cross from day to day And then you'll feej this Union. AND PRAISE. 159 :* Soon we shall break all nature's ties, On wings of love our souls shall rise, And shout salvation through the skies, And gain the mark and win the prize, And feel a heavenly Union. 9 Then every saint that's here below, Will leave these climes of pain and wo; And they will home to glory go ; And there they'll hear and see and know, And feel this perfect Union. 1 There we the glorious Lamb shall see, Who groan'd and dy'd upon the tree, For sinners such as you and me, That we might his salvation see, And feel a heavenly Union. 1 1 When we recount life's dangers o'er, Review the labors which we bore ; And see ourselves sate on the shore, With love our conqu'ror we'll adore, And feel increasing Union. 12 When countless years have roll'd away, Our vigour stiff 'ring no decay, We'll all as one with rapture say, We still remember well the day, Our souls first felt this Union. 13 Reign, glorious Jesus, reign on high, 'Tis thou that brought us rebels nigh ; We'll shout redemption through the sky And praise thee to eternity For such a glorious Unioq. £60 REJOICING 14 The hosts of heaven shall all unite In purest strains of symphony ; And shout, eternal glory be To him who dwells in endless light. Crying, O this glorious Union. HYMN CXXIII. P. M. 1 flOME all ye weary travelers, \J Now let us join and sing The everlasting praises, Of Jesus our great King. We've had a tedious journey, And tiresome 'tis true ; But see how many dangers ; The Lord has brought us through 2 At first when Jesus found us, He call'd us unto him, And pointed out the danger Of falling into sin. The world, the flesh and Satan Would prove a hurtful snare. Unless we did reject them By faith and humble prayer a But by our disobedience, With sorrow we confess We have had long to wander In a dark wilderness : Where we might long have fainted In that enchanted ground, But now and then a cluster Of pleasant grapes we found. AND PRAISE. 161 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan Give life, and joy, and peace. Revive our drooping spirits, And love and strength increase, To confess our Lord and master, And run at his command, And hasten on your journey Unto the promis'd land. J In faith, and hope, and patiencff, We often do rejoice, And Jesus and his people Forever are our choice* Jn peace and consolation We now are going on The pleasing road to Canaan, Where Jesus Christ is gone. 4 Sinners why stand ye idle, While we thus march along; Has Jesus never told you, That you are going wrong, Down the broad road to darkness To bear an endless curse ? Forsake your ways of sinning, And come and go with us. 7 But if you will refuse it, We bid you all farewell, We're on the road to Canaan, And yon the road to hell : 02 162 REJOICING We're sorry thus to leave you, ,, We'd rather you would go ; ^ Come try a bleeding Saviour, And see the waters flow. 8 Now to the King immortal Be everlasting praise, For in his holy service, We long to spend our days. Till we arrive at Canaan, The glorious world above 5 With everlasting wonder To praise redeeming love. HYMN CXXIV. P. M. The Pilgrim's Seng. OME, all ye dear souls, who are of Adam's J loins, Join with me to seek salvation ; With hearts fill'd with friendship let us all com- bine, And «e>k for the laud of Canaan. Canaan, Canaan, my happy home, O how I long for Canaan. We have a little sister, she's lately converted. She brings good news from Canaan ; Her soul's fill'd with Jesus, the world she's de- serted And uow she lives shouting and praising. Canaan* Canaan, my happy home, £> how I long for Caaaan: >e AND PRAIS£. 163 Once I did mourn, but now I will siug, And praise my God and Saviour ; Until in the realms of my heavenly Kin*, In Canaan I'll praise him forever. I'm glad and I'll thank God, Then let us praise God together. See the poor sinner standing at the bar, Despairing all hope of heaven ; Trembling and shivering in doleful despair, From God's awful presence is driven. Canaan. Canaan, my happy home, O when shall I see Canaan. Come, my dear brethren, let's travel on, Let us go on to Canaan ; And when our pilgrim's journey is doue. We'll shout and sing salvation. Canaan, Canaan, my happy home, O how we'll shout in Canaan. ' HYMN CXXV. L. M. 1 T'M glad I ever saw the day X We met to sin*, and preach and pray Here's glory, glory in my soul, Which makes me praise my Lord so bold. 2 Lord, keep us safe while passing through, And fill our souls with meekness too ; {• Redeeming grace that pleasing son* We'll sing as we do pass along. 164 REJOICING 3 I hope to praise him when I rise, And shout salvation through the skies. Sing glory, glory in the air, Meet all my Father's children there. HYMN CXXVI. 1 A WAKE, O guilty world awake ; J\_ Behold the earth's foundation shake. While the Redeemer bleeds for you ; His death proclaims to Adams race, Free Grace, Free Grace, Free Grace t To all the Jews, and ©entiles too* 2 Come guilty mortals, come and see Your Saviour hanging on the tree, For you all dress'd in purple gore ;. t His weight of woe did veil the sun, 'Tis done, 'tis done, 'tis done, That man might live forevermore^ 3 Behold the wounded Lamb of God, Spreading his bleeding hands abroad; Come see him yielding up to death, Behold him in his agonies, He dies, he dies, he dies, And yields his last expiring breath. 4 He dies, and triumphs over death, To give the dead immortal breath \ AND PRAISE. 165 And spread the wonders of his name ; Shout, brethren, shout, with cheerful voice. Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, \ndgive the glory to the Lamb. HYMN CXXVII. P. M. 1 1TOSANNAH to Jesus, I am fill'd with his XI praises : Come, O my dear brethren, and help me to sing : No theme is so charming, no love is so warming. It gives joy and gladness and comfort within. CHORUS. Hosannah, hosannah, hosanuah we'll raise, Hosannah, hallelujah to the Lamb for free grace ! J Hosannah is ringing, O how I love singing, There's nothing so sweet as the sound of his name; The angels in glory repeat the glad story, Of Jesus'slove, which is made known to men. Hosannah, &c. 3 Hosannah to Jesus, who dy'd for to save us, I'll serve him, and love him wherever I go : He's now gone to heaven, the spirit is given. To quicken and comfort his children below,, Hosannah, &c. 166 REJOICING 4 Hosannah forever, his grace like a river. Is rising and spreading all over the land, His love is unbounded, to all it's extended, And sinners are feeling the heavenly flame. Hosannah, &c. j Hosannah to Jesus, my soul how it pleases^ To see sinners falling and crying to God ; To see them now rising, 'tis truly surprising, They're found peace and pardon in Jesus's, blood. Hosannah, &c 8 Hosannah is ringing, O how they are singing j The praises of Jesus, and tasting his love : The sound goes to heaven, the spirit is given, It rolls through my soul, from the mansions above. Hosanuah, &c. 7 Hosannah to Jesus, my soul feels him precious, In sw eet streams of glory he comes from above : My heart is now glowing, I feel his blood flow- tog* I'm sure that my Jesus I really do love. Hosannah, &c. 2 Hosannah is ringing, the saints they are singing, And marching to glory, in bright royal bands : Come on, my dear brethren, let's all go to hea- ven, 'For Jesus invites us with crowns in his hands. Hosannah, &c. AND PRAISE. 167 9 Hosaunah to Jesus, my soul sweetly rises, I'll soou be transported to a happier clime, When shall I see Jesus, and dwell on his praises, And with him in glory eternally shine. Hosannah, hosannah, hosannah we'll raise, Hosannah, halielujah to the Lamb for free grace! HVMN CXXVIII. The Good Old Way. 11" IFT up your hearts, Emmanuel's friends JLj 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 thro' the sky. 2 Our conflicts here, tho' great they be, Shall not prevent our victory ; If we but watch and strive and pray, Like soldiers in the good old way, And I'll sing hallelujah, &c. 3 O good old way ! how sweet thou art, May none of us from thee depart, But may our actions always say, We're marching in the good old way. ^ And I'll single, 168 REJOICING 4 Tho' Satan may his powers employ, Our happiness for to destroy, Yet never fear, we'll gain the day, And shout fcnd sing the good old way. And I'll sing, &c.' 3 And wheu on Pisgah's top we stand, And view by faith the promis'd land, Then Ave may sing and shout and pray, And march along the good old way. And I'll sine, &c Ye valiant souls for Heaven contend Kemember glory's at the end, Our God will wipe all tears away, When we have run the good old way. And I'll sing, &c. ; Then far beyond this mortal shore. We'll meet with those who've gone before.. And shout to think we've gain'd the day, By marching in the good old way, And I'll sing, &c. HYMN CXXIX P. M. 1 TTVON'T you see my Jesus coming, U Don't you see him in youder cloud With ten thousand angels round him, See how they do my Jesus crowd ! CHORUS. Well-beloved blessed Saviour, Well-beloved Priest and King t All glory to the Lamb that was slaJL For us he did salvation bring. AND PRATSE. 169 2- Don't you see bis arms extended, Don't you hear his charming voice, Each loving heart beats high for glory, Oh ! my Jesus is my choice. Well-beloved, &c. 3 Don't you see the saints ascending, Hear them shouting thro* the air, Jesus smiling, trumpets sounding, Now his glory they shall share. Well-beloved, &c. 4 Don't you see the heavens open ! And the saints in glory there, Shouts of triumph bursting round you, Glory, glory, glory here ! Well-beloved. &c. f Come, backsliders, though you've piere'd him, And have caue'd his church to mourn ; Yet you may regain free pardon, If you will to him return. Well-beloved, &c. t Now behold each loving spirit, Shout the pnise of his dear name, View the smiles of their dear Jesus, While his presence feeds the flame. Well-beloved, &c 7 There we'll range the fields of pleasuse, By our dear Redeemer's side; Shouting glory, glory, glory, While eternal ages glide. W r ell-beloved, &c, P 170 BEJ0ICIWG HYMN CXXX. P. M. The Wandering Pilgrims. 1 "VVTAND'RING pilgrims, mourning chris- * f tians, Weak and tempted Iambs of Christ. Who endure great tribulation, And with sins are much distressed, Christ has sent me to invite you To a rich and costly feast ; Let not shame nor pride prevent youj Come the sweet provision taste. 2 If you have a heart lamenting, And bemoan your wretched case ; Come to Jesus Christ repenting, , He will give you gospel grace. If you want a heart to fear him, Love and serve him all your days, Only come to Ghrist and ask him, He will guide your feet always. 3 If your heart is unbelieving, Doubting Jesus' pard'ning love. Lay hard by Bethesda waiting, Till the troubled Waters move. If no man appears to help you, All their efforts prove but talk: Jesus, Jesus, be will cleanse you, Rise, take lip your bed and walk. AKB PRAISE. 171 A If like Peter yon are sinking, Id the sea of unbelief; Wait with patience t always praying, Christ will send you sweet relief; He will give you grace and glory, All your wants shall be supply'd, Canaan, Canaan lies before you, Rise, and cross the swelling tide. ■5 Death shall not destroy your comfort, Christ shall guard you through the gloom, Down he'll send a heavenly convoy, To convey you to his home ; There you'll spend your days in pleasure; Free from every want and care ; Come, O ! come my blessed Saviour, Fain my spirit would be there. i HYMN CXXXI. P. M. HAVE a place in paradise, To praise the Lord in glory. Go shouting, go shouting, Go shouting all our days. O brothers will you meet me there, To praise the Lord in glory. Go shouting:, &c. 's' 3 O sisters will you meet me there. To praise the Lord in glory. Go shouting, &c. 172 REJOICING 4 If you get there before I do, To praise the Lord in glory. Go shouting, &c. -5 Look out for me I'm on my way, To praise the Lora in glory. Go shouting, &c. 6 I bless the Lord I'm born to die, To praise the Lord in glory. Go shouting, &c. HYMN CXXXII. P. M. 1 T[l EJOICE my friends, the Lord is King, JL%> Let all prepare to take him in; Let Jacob rise and Zion sing, And all the world with praises ring. And give to Jesus glory. 2 O may the Saints of every name Unite to serve the bleeding Lamb ; May jars and discord cease to flame. And all the Saviour's love proclaim, And give to Jesus glory. 3 I long to see the christians join, In union sweet and peace divine, When every church with grace shall shine ; And grow in Christ the living vine, And give to Jesus glory. 4 O may the desart lands rejoice, And mourners hear the bridegroom's voice^ AN» PRAISE. 173 >Vhile songs of praise eacli tongue employs, And all obtain immortal joys, And give to Jesus glory. •5 Come, parents, children, bond and free. Come will you go to heaven with me, That glorious land of rest to see, And shout with me eternally, And give to Jesus glory. 6 Come who will march to win the prize a And take the kingdom in the skies ? Where love and union never dies, But always flows through paradise, And there we'll give him glory. 7 My soul grows happy while I sing, I feel that I am on the wing; I'll shout salvation to my king, Till I to Heav'n my trophies bring, And there we'll give him glory. 8 Those beauteous fields of living green, Through faith, the telescope, are seen, Though Jordan's billows roll between, We soon shall cross the narrow stream^ And there we'll give him glory. P'2 147 REJOICING HYMN CXXXIII. P. M Second Part. 9 A FEW more days of pain and woe, i\ A few more suffering scenes below And then to Jesus we shall go, Where everlasting pleasures flow, And there ue'll give him glory. 10 That awful trumpet soon will sound.. And shake the vast creation round, And call the nations under ground, And all the saints shall then be crownM. And give to Jesus glory. 1 1 Ten thousand thunders then will rolh And rend the globe from pole to pole, How dreadful to the guilty soul, But nothing shall the saints control. They'll give to Jesus glory. I 2 Then we shall weep nor part no more, When we have met on Canaan's shore. For Zion's warfare now is o'er, Such shouts were never heard before, And there we'll give him glory. 13 There tears shall all be wip'd away. And Christians never go astray, When we are freed from cumbrous clay, We'll praise the Lord in endless day, And give to Jesus glory. AND PRAISE. 175 •14 On Zion's brilliant mount we'll stand, And view thai holy, heavenly land; With palms of victory in our hand. We'll shout withHeavVs triumphant band, And give to Jesus glory. \5 There all the saints shall join in one, And sing with Moses round the throne ; There troubles are forever gone, They'll shine with God's eternal Son. And there we'll give him glory. »6 The rose and lily there shall stand, In holy bloom at God's right hand : O how I long for Canaan's land, And there to join the shouting band And give to Jesus glory. HYMN CXXXIV. C. M. 1 Ik/W Y brethren all, on you I call, JLtJL Arise and look around you ; How many foes, b«und to oppose, Are waiting to confound you. The trumpet calls, on Zion's Avails, Shake off your sipep and slumber; Arise and pray, we'll win the day, Tho' we are few in number. 2 As we draw nigh objections fly, Like peals of loudest thunder; The voice of prayer, makes sinners stare : They're fill'd with awe and wonder. 176 REJOICING While music sweet makes some retreat, Our Jesus still draws nigher; His precious name lights up the flame, That set our souls on fire. 3 While grace divine in others shine, With such we are delighted ; With them we croud and sing so loud, Poor sinners are affrighted. The sweetest joys our pow'rs employ, To see the cause advancing ; Tho' some go off and boldly scoff, And say that we are dancing. 4 Some mournfully for mercy cry, And stubborn hearts are bended ; If we but smile they say we're wild, And so go off offended : If souls are born we'll bear the scorn, Let sinners tell their story ; For Jesus' name we'll bear the shame, And give him all the glory. 5 When some desert, it pains my heart, To think the cause is wounded ; But let them go, true christians know That they are not confounded. They'll end their race and find a plaee. With Judas the old traitor ; Their race is run, let us press on, We'll go to heaven tho faster. AND PRAISE. 177 6 But as we fly we'll always cry, To God for their salvation; O God of love send from above, And save this wicked nation. Thy spirit send, their hearts to rend, Arrest them with thy thunder; Let sweetest songs employ their tongues, While fill'd witli joy and wonder. 7 The outward blaze sometimes decays, Some christians seem contented; The word is sure, the work is o'er. They'll be no more tormented. Some are afraid the spirit's fled, While others are offended; But never fear we'll persevere, The warfare is not ended. 3 To men unknown the seed is sown, We'll overcome temptation ; The cross we'll bear, let's not despair, We'll joy in tribulation. The noisy scene comes on again, The shouting trump is sounded ; We find at length, we're gaining strength ; Our foes will be confounded. HYMN CXXXV. L. M. 1 ^LTO W in a song of grateful praise, _i^| To my dear Lord my voice I'll raise, With all the saints I'll join'to tell My Jesus has done all things well. 178 REJOICING 2 AH worlds his glorious power confess, His wisdom all his works express ; But O his love what tongue can tell ! My Jesus hath done all things well. 3 I spurn'd his grace — I broke his law?, But yet he undertook my cause, * To save me, though I did rebel ; My Jesus has done all things well. 4 At last my soul has known his love, What mercy has he made me prove 1 Mercy which doth all praise excel : My Jesus hath done all things well. 5 If e'er my Saviour and my God, Did on me lay his chast'niug rod, I knew whatever me befel, My Jesus would do all things well. 6 Though many a fiery flaming dart Be aim'd to wound me to the heart ; With this I all their rage expel, My Jesus hath done all things well. 7 Oft times my Lord his face did hide ; To make me pray or kill my pride ; Yet on my mind it still doth dwell, My Jesus hath done all things welK 8 Soon shall I pass the vale of death, And in his arms resign my breath : Then, then, my happy soul shall tell, Mv Jews hath done all things well. AND PRAISE. 17i> And when to that bright world I rise, And join sweet seraphs in the 6kies, Above the rest this note shall swell, My Jesus has done all things well. o HYMN CXXXVI. P. M. Description of Christ. THOU, in whose presence my soul takes delight. On whom in affliction I call ; My comfort by day, and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my ali Where dost thou at noon-tide resort with thy sheep, To feed on the pasture of love ? For why in the valley of death shall I weep, Or alone in the wilderness rove ? 2 O why should I wander an alien from thee, And cry in the desart for bread ? Thy foes will rejoice, when my sorrows they see, And smile at the tears I have shed. Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have ye seen. The star that on Israel shone? Say, if in your tents my beloved has been, And where with his flocks he is gone ? 3 This is my beloved, his form is divine, His vestments shed odours around; The locks on his head, are as grapes on the vine. When autumn with plenty is crown'd. 180 REJOICING The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow In the vales on the banks of the streams, On his cheeks, in the beauty of excellence blow. And his eyes are as quivers of beams 1 4 His voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, Is heard through the shadows of death ; The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, The air is perfum'd with his breath, His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, That waters the garden of grace : From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know, And bask. in the smiles of his face, 5 Love sits in his eye-iids, and scatters delight Thro' all the bright mansions on high ; Their faces the cherubims veil in his sight, 1 And tremble with fullness of joy. He looks and ten thousands of angels rejoice. And myriads wait for his word ; speaks and eternity, fill'd with his voice, lie-echoes the praise of her Lord. HYMN CXXXVII. L. M. i g"\ MAY I worthy prove to see, If * O Halle, hallelujah, The saints in full prosperity ; O Halle, hallelujah. Sweet heaven, sweet heaven I Bear Lord, when shall I get to heaven .? AttD PRAISE. • 181" 2 To see the bright the glittering bride, Clo e seated by her Saviour's^side. 3 O m\y I find some humble seat, Beneath my dear Redeemer's feet; 4 A servant as before I've been, And sing salvation to my King- 5 I'm glad that I am born to die, From grief aud woe my soul shall fly. Bright angels shall convey me home, . Away to the new Jerusalem. 1 I'll praise him while he lends me breath., I hope to praise him after death. 9 I hope to praise him when I die, And shout salvation as I fly. 9 Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, My Saviour smiles and bids me come ; 10 Sweet augels beckon rae away, To sing God's praise in endless day. Ill soon shall pass the vale of death, And in his arms I'll lose my breath « 12 And then my happy soul shall tell My Jesus has done all things well. 1 3 I soon shall hear the awful sound, Awake ye nations under ground ; pi Arise and drop your dying shroudg And meet King Jesus in the cloutfe. Q 182 REJOICING 15 When to that blessed world I rise, And join the anthems in the skies. 1 6 This note above the rest shall swell My Jesus has done all things well. 1 7 Then shall I see my blessed God, And prase him in his bright abode ; 1 8 My theme through all eternity Shall glory, glory, glory be. HYMN CXXXVIII P. M. 1 "^r^TTELL, brethren, we are met to-day, *™ It is to hear, sing, preach and pray This is our Father's great command, The way that leads to his right hand, Come now, Set us all join and sing Hallelujah to our heavenly king. 2 Although we now are in our prime. Yet we must die in a short time; And then for ever we must dwell With Christ, or in the pains of helf, O now let ub make choice and sing Hallelujah to our heavenly king. 3 O sinner, this perhaps with you, Does bear no weight, although so true ; The sinful pleasures of this earth Drives out the thoughts and fears of death O turn to pard'nm*; love, and sing >HaJleiujah to our heavenly king. AND PRAISE, 183 The aged sinner will not turn, His heart's so hard he cannot mourn Much harder than the flinty rock, And will not break though Jesus knock; O let your hearts be soft, and sing Hallelujah to our heavenly king. HYMN CXXXIX. P. M. 1 ^1 OME and taste along with me, \J Consolatiou running free : From my Father's wealthy throne, Sweeter than the honey comb. CUOR1TS I'll praise God, and you'll praise Cod, And we'll all praise God together, I'll praise the Lord, for the work that he has done, And we'll bless h:s came forever. 2 Why should Christians feast alone ? Two are better far than cue ; The more that comes with free good will, Makes the banquet sweeter still. 3 JNow I go to heaven's door, Asking for a little more, Je-u? gives a double share, Calling me his chosen heir. 4 Goodness running like a stream? Through the New Jerusalem ; 184 .REjorerNG By its constant breaking forth Sweetens earth and heaven both, 5 Saints in glory sing aloud, *or to see an heir of God, Coming in at heaven's door, Making up the number more. $ Heaven here and heaven there. Comforts flowing every where; J- Ins 1 boldly can attest, 1 hat my soul has got a taste. 7 Now T go rejoicing home, * ««nthe banquet of perfume: Weaning manna on the road, dropping from the mount of God, 3 O return, ye sons of grace Turn and see God's smiling face; Hark! he calls backsliders home I hen from him no longer roam. And we'll all praise God together, P done L ° rd f0V the W ° rk that he has And we'll bless his n^ e f or eve i% AND PRAISE.. 185 HYMN CXL. C. M. Love of Christ. 1 T LOVE thee, Lord; but ah! How small JL Is my weak love for thee, To that unbounded love of thine, For such a worm as me ! 2 I love thee, Lord, in all thy ways* I love thy might and power; I love, but ah ! How small the love ! Lord, make me love thee more i TRUSTING IN GRACE. HYMN CXLI. S M. An Hosannafor the LortPs Day ; or, a New Smg of Salvation by Christ, 1 O EE what a living sfoue J3 The builders did refuse; Yet God hath built his church thereon, la spite of envious Jews. SL The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this Rock shall Ziou rest, As the chief corner-stone. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine* And wond'rous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise; i$5 XBUSTIN-Q 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. $ We bless thy holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. HYMN CXLII. C. M. 1 "^nTTITH joy we mediate the grace y ▼ Of our High Priest above : His heart is made of tenderness. His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame : He knows what sore temptations meag,, For he hath felt the same. 3 He in the days of feeble flesh, Pour'd out strong cries and tears 5 And in his measure feels afresh, . What ev'ry member bears, IN GRACE. 187 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame ! The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his pow'r ; AVe -hall obtain deliv'ring grace In the distressing hour. HYMN CXLIII. L. M. 1 TESUS, my All, to heav'n is gone, # J 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 lends 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 mourn'd because I found it not : My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not 6av'd from sin, 4 The more I strove against its pow'r ; I felt its weight and guilt the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, 48 Come hither, soul, I am the way." 188 TRUSTING 5 Lo ! glad I come : and thou blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee, whose I am ; Nothing but sin I thee can give, Nothing but love shall I receive. 6 Then I will tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found j I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, " Behold the way to God T HYMN CXLIV. P. M. 1 f\ WHAT shall I do my Saviour to praise i \J So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace ! So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon him. 2 Hoav happy the man whose heart is set free, The people that can be joyful in thee : Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face. And still they are talking of Jesus's grace. 3 Their daily delight shall be in thy name, They shall as their right thy right'ousness .claim; Thy righteousness wearing, and cleans'd by thy blood, Bold shall they appear in the presence of God * 4 For thou art their boast, their glory and pow : r And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation, a life from the dead The day of salvation that lifts up my head. IN GRACE. 189 5 For Jesus my Lord is now my defence ; T trust in h\* word, none plucks me from thence ; Since I have found favour, he all things will do ; My King and my Saviour shall make me anew. Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thine own, Thy secret to me shall soon be made known : For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, And share in the gladness of ail that believe. HYMN CXLV. 1 "^TAIN delusive world adieu, ▼ With all of creature-good, Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood ! All thy pleasure I forego, I trample on thy wealth and pride Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify'd ! 2 Other knowledge I disdain, 'Tis all but vanity : Christ, the Lamb of God was slain, He tasted death for me ! Me to save from endless woe, The sin-atoning victim dy'd? Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify'd ! 3 Here will I setup my rest, My fluctuating heart, From the haven of his breast. Shall never more depart ; 190 TRtfSTlNG Whither should a sinner go ? His wounds for me stand open wide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify'd ! 4 Him to know is life and peace ! And pleasure without end ; Tins is all my happiness On Jesus to depend ; Daily in his grace to grow, And ever in his faith abide j Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucify *d J 5 O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove i Shew the length, and breadth, and height And depth of Jesu's love ! Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone apply'd ! Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucifv'd ! HYMN CXLVI. P. M. The Gospel precious to the Believer. THE gospel brings tidings to each wounded soul, That Jesus, the Saviour, can only make whole; And what makes this gospel most precious to me. It speaks of salvation so perfectly free. IN GRACE. 191 2 This gospel assures us, God sending his Son To die for poor sinners, gave all things in one; This makes then the gospel so precious to me, 'Tis surely a gospel as full as 'tis free. 3 Since Jesus hath saved me, and lhat freely too, I fain would in all things my gratitude show; But as for man's merit, 'tis hateful to me* The gospel I leve it, 'tis perfectly free. HYMN GXLVII. C. M. True and false Comforts. GOD whose favourable eye The sin- sick' soul revives, Holy and heavenly is the joy Thy shining presence gives. 2 Xot such as hypocrites suppose, Who, with a graceless heart, Taste net of thee, but drink a dose Prepar'd by satan's art. 3 Intoxicating joys are theirs, Who while they boast their light. And seem to soar above, the stars, Are plunging into night. 4 Luii'd in a soft and dang'rous sleep., They sin and yet rejoice : Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep. Would they not hear his voice- 192 TRUSTING 5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim The soul from satan's power; That makes me blush for what I am f And hate my sins the more. 6 *Tis joy enough, my All in All, At thy dear feet to lie ; Thou wilt not let me lower fall, And none can higher fly. HYMN CXLVIII. L. M, Home in view* S when the weary traveller gains ___ The height of some o'erlooking hill His heart revives if cross the plains He views his home, though distant still. 'A 2 While he surveys the much loved spot, He slights the space that lies between ; His past fatigues are now forgot, Because his journey's end is seen. 3 Thus when the christian pilgrim views. By faith, his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews. And wings his speed ^o reach the prize. 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for trouble past. JNor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. IN GRACE. 196 5 J Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With Jesus in the realms of day; Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And he shall wipe my tears away. 6 Jesus, on thee our hope depends, To lead us on to thine abode ; Assured our home will make amends For all our toil while on the road. HYMN CXLIX. L. M. Freedom of the Human Will. 1 TT" NOW then that every soul is free, _Ml To choose his life and what he'll be; For this eternal truth has given, That God will force no man to heaven. 2 He'll draw, persuade, direct him right; Bless him with wisdom, love and light ; In nameless ways be good and kind, But never force the human mind. 3 Freedom and reason make us men: Take these away, what are we then ? Mere animals, and just as well, The beasts may think of heaven or hell, 4 May we no more our powers abuse, But ways of truth and goodness choose; Our God is pleas'd when we improve His grace, and seek the world above. j It's my free will for to believe, 'Tis God's free will me to receive To stubborn willers this I'll tell ; It's all free grace end all free will. R 194 TRUSTING 6 Tijfose that despise grow harder still ; Those that adhere he turns their will; And thus despisers sink to hell, While those that hear in glory dwell. 7 But if we take the downward road, And make in hell our last abode ; Our God is clear, and we shall know, We've plunged ourselves in endless wo. HYMN CL. L. M. The grace of God, sufficient for his Children. | f|PPRESS'D with unbelief and sin, \J Fightings without, an 1 fears within ; While earth and hell A?ith force combin'd, Assault and terrify my mind. 3 What strength have I against such foes, Such hosts and legions to oppose ? Alas ! I tremble, faint, and fall ; Lord, save me, or I give up all. $ Thus sorely prest, I sought the Lord, • To give me gome sweet cheering word: Again I sought, anil yet again ; I waited long, but not in vain. 4 Oh ! 'twas a cheering word indeed, Exactly suited to my need ; ** Sufficient for thee is my gTace, rt Thy weakness my great power displays IN GRACE. 195 £ Now I despond and mourn no more, I welcome all I fear'd before ; Though weak, I'm strong; though troubled, blest ; For Christ's own power shall on me rest. tj My grace would soon exhausted be, But his is boundless as the sea; Then let me boast, with holy Paul, That I am nothing, Christ is all. HYMN CLI. L. M. Your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost. 1 13 R0FESSED followers of the Lamb, I Hark to God's word, and bless his name : Your bodies, if in hitn you trust, Are temples of the Holy Ghost. 2 Let this important solemn truth, Dwell on your minds in age aud youth. Be this jour honour and your boast, You're temples of the Holy Ghost. 3 As such, let all your conduct be From lust, and pride, and folly free ; Remember what your bodies cost, As temples of the Holy Ghost, 4 Let gravity and holiness, A modest, plain and decent dress, And Christ's bright robes adorn you must, As temples of the Holy Ghost. 196 TRUSTING 5 Set his example in your view — Be this the pattern you pursue ; Think, as his body, so your's must Be temples of the Holy Ghost. 6 Ere long your happy change will come., And death will bring your spirits home ; And Christ shall guard ybur sleeping dust, As temples of the Holy Ghost. 7 When the last trumpet shakes the skies^ Bright shall your bodies then arise, And joyful join the heavenly host, As temples of the Holy Ghost. HYMN CLII C. M. Not ashamed of the Gospel. 1 TTM not ashamed to own my Lord. 1 Or to defend his cause, Maintain the honour of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God, I know his name ; His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. 4. Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place * IN GRAGE. i97 HYMN CLIII. C. M. thou of little FaWi, rvherefore didst thm dodo}. 1 g^i OME, O my doubting soul attend, \J Unto thy Saviour's call ! Come tell thy great Almighty Friend, Why is thy faith so small ? 2 Why all these unbelieving fears ? Jehovah's arm is strong ; O chide these sighs, and groans, and tears.. And turn them to a song. 3 Is God thy shield, thy great reward, Thy portion, and thy All? Is Christ thy Captain, and thy Lord, And shall thy hopes be small ? 4 Why wilt thou thus dispute his love, And thus abuse his care ? Why wilt thou grieve the Heavenly Dove, And yield to every snare. ? ,5 In Jesus every grace is found, Why wilt thou not believe ? He hath a balm for every wound, Why wilt thou not receive ? 6 His arm can conquer ev*ry foe, His grace can sanctify ; Amen, Amen, Lord, be it so, Let my corruptions die. K 2 198 XRUS1ING 7 Sin is the cause of ev'ry fear, O keep me from its power ; Slay the aeursed monster here, That I may doubt no more. HXMN CUV. L. M. These th ings I command you that ye love one another 1 AMI indeed born from above ? J\_ Do I partake of Jehus' love ? Then let me all my duty know, And love by my obedience show. 2 Fain would I love His person more,. And God in all His works adore : O may His love ray heart inflame, With love to all that love His name. 3 Wherever I his image see, O let those souls be dear to me ! Dear, as the purchase of His blood. Dear, as the favourites of God. 4 Jesus to us His love doth shew, And bids us love each other too I But O how little love sincere Is found in great professors here ! 5 What anger, pride and malice swell Those breasts alone where love should dwril ■ O why should Satan thus devour Religion's glory and its power ? IN GRACE. 199 t> Come, Heavenly Spirit, from above, And fill our inmost hearts with love ; That Ave may say to all mankind, "See how those love whom Christ has join'd." HYMN CLV. L. M. Jesus the Foundation. 1 "1 I" EAR what the hope of Israel saith, JX Who holds the keys of life and death Whose potent word must be fulfill'd, " Upon a rock my Church I build. 2 Strong to defend, though hell engage, And all its host inflamed with rage ; Not more secure Jehovah's throne. Than Zion stands on Christ, his Son. 3 In persecution's hottest fire, This glorious fabric stood entire ; Witness, the slaughter'd millions, who, For Jesus' sake the flames went through* 4 Built on his Godhead, and his blood, She stands, and hath forever stood : Nor hell, nor sin, so firm the base, Shall e'er the Christians hopes erase. 5 When on the Cross he bow'd his head. He Zion's debt of suffering paid ; And on this rock, for ever blest, Shall mercy's glorious fabric rest 200 TRUSTING HYMN CLVI. C. M. 1 A a feu ZmG grace ! how sweet th e sound. il T «at saved a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 When press'd with unbelief and fear. 'Twas grace my fears relieved ; How gracious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares. I have already come ; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far. And grace will lead me home. ■i Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail. And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace. HYMN CLVII. S. M. * A prospect of Christ's Church . * IB EHOLD a lovely vine, JD Here in this desart ground; The blossoms shoot and promise fnift: And tender grapes are found. IN GRACE. 201 2 Its circling branches rise, And shade the neighbouring land ; With lovely charms she spreads her arms. With clusters in her hand. 3 This city can't be hid, Its built upon a hill : The dazzling light, it shines so blight; It doth the vallies fill. 4 Ye trees which lofty stand, And stars, with sparkling light, Ye christians hear, both far aud near, 'Tis joy to see the sight, Jj Ye insects, feeble race, And fish that glide the stream, Ye birds that fly secure on high. Repeat the joyful theme. 6 Ye beasts, that feed at home, Or roam the vallies round, With lofty voice proclaim the joys, Aud join the pleasant sound. 7. Shall feeble nature sing, And man not join the lays ? O may their throats be swell'd with notes. And fill'd with songs of praise. 3 Gl#ry to God on high, For his redeeming grace ; The blessed Dove came from above ? To save our riuVd race. 202 TRUSTING HYMN CLVIII. P. 1VL Welcoming ike Cross. 1 y | US my happiness below, I Not to live without the cross: But the Saviour's* power to know, Sanctifying every loss : Trials must and will befal ; But with faith and hope to see Love inscribed upon them all — This is happiness to me. 2 God in Israel sows the seeds Of affliction, pain, and toil ; These springs up, and choak the weeds, Which would else o'eispread the soil ; Thus he makes the promise sweet, Thus he gives new life to prayer, Thus he brings me to his feet, Lays me low, and keeps me there 3 Did I meet no trials here, No chastisements by the way, Might I not with reason fear, I should prove a cast-a-way ? Bastards may escape the rod, Sunk iu earthly vain delight ; But the true born child of God Must not— would not if hemighr. £N GRACE. 203 HYMN CLIX. C. M. Looking to the Rock whence ye were hewn. 1 ~^7"E slaves of sin, redeem'd by blood. 1 Salvation's theme pursue ; Exalt the sovereigu grace of God, For such were some of you. 2 From head to foot defiled by sin, Deep in rebellion too ; This awful state mankind are in, And such were some of you. 3 'Tis all of sovereign grace that ye Do not as others do, Who seek the road to misery; For such were some of you. 4 Death, in the errors of his ways, The sinner will pursue ; Till God his roving heart shall seize : And such were some of you. 5 Whilst they are sinners dead to God, Ye highly favourd few, Are wash'd from sin in Jesus' blood; But such were some of you. 9 As ye are chosen from the rest, To grace the praise is due ; Be sovereign love for ever blest ; For such were some of you. 294 TRUSTING HYMN CLX. L. M, Because he delighteth in mercy. Micah vii. 18. 1 |"| WHO is like the Lord our God ! \J Who smiles and sheds his love abroad. And thus our souls to praise excites, Because in mercy he delights. 2 O who is like the Lord our God ! Who governs all things with his nod ; The meanest saint he never slights, Because in mercy he delights. 3 O who is like the Lord our God ! When he takes up the chast'ning rod ! For then he smiles although he smites, Because in mercy he delights. 4 O who is like the Lord our God ! When sin becomes a heavy load ; The weary he to rest invites, Because in mercy he delights. 5 O who is like the Lord our God I When cruel foes beset our road ; Then he appears and for us fights. Because in mercy he delights. 6 O who is like the'Lo^d our God! Who gives his saints his gracious word. And there his faithful promise writes, Because in mercy he delights. IN GRACE. 205 ■7< O who is like the Lord our God ! Who has preparM a bless'd abode, Where grace and glory he unites, Because in mercy he delights. HYiMN CLXI. L. M. Christ the Rock, t "VMTHEiN" Israel's tribes were parch'd with J ? thirst, Forth from the rock the waters burst; And all their future journey through Yielded them drink, and gospel too ! 2 In Moses* rod a type they saw Of his severe and fiery law ; The smitteu rock prefigured him, From whose pierced side all blessings stream, :3 But ah ! the types were all too faint His sorrows or his worth to paint; Slight was the stroke of Moses' rod, But he endured the wrath of God. 4 Their outward rock couid feel no pain, But ours was wounded, tora, and slain ; The rock gave but a watery flood, But Jesus pour'd forth streams of blood. 5 The earth is like their wilderness, A land oi draught and sore distress, Without one stream from pole to polf To satfefy a thirty soul. S 206 TRUSTING 3 But let the Saviour's praise resound; Tn him refreshing streams are found, AVIlich pardon, strength, and comfort give. And thirsty sinners drink and live. HYMN CLXII. L. M. Tht Cross of Christy foolishness to them that perish. 1 PTPIHE cross of Jesus was, and is, 1 To them that perish foolishness ; But to the saint redeem'd by blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 2 No other way will God approve, The curse of Sinai to remove ; Or show a smiling face on thee. But the dear cro3& of Calvary. 3 While others, on a sandy base, For heaven their expectations place; The structure form'd of wood and clay. Th« storms of wrath shall sweep away. A Yet while in Sinai's fetters bound, Self-righteous mortals will be found. Striving alas! to enter in That gate for ever barr'd by sin. i» Not so the soul who feels within A heart replete with every sin; He to the blood of sprinkling goes, Where pardon, love, and mercy flows. IN GRACE. 297 HYMN CLX1II. C. M. Samtu* fears groundless. 1 "tjTE little flock, whom Jcsns feeds, ■ Dismiss your anxious cares ; Look to the shepherd of your soulr, And smile away your fears. 2 Though wolves and lions prowl around r His staflf is your defence : Midst sands and rocks your shepherd's voici CaHs streams and pastures thence. 3 Your Father doth a kingdom give, And give it with delight ; His feeblest child his love shall call To triumph in his sight. 4 For all we hope, and now enjoy, We bless a Saviour *b name ; Nor shall that stroke disturb the song Which breaks this mortal frame. HYMN CLXIV. L. M. HOW do thy mercies close me round J For ever be thy name ador'd I In all things I do so abouud ; The servant is above his Lord ! 280 TRUSTING 2 Innur'd to poverty and pain, A suff'ring life my master led; The Son of God, the Son of Man, He had not where to lay his head, ,3 But lo ! a place he hath prepar'd For me whom watchful angels keep ; Yea, he, himself, becomes my guard ; He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 4 Jesus protects ; my fears be gone ; What can the Rock of ages move ? Safe in thine arms I lay me down, Thine everlasting arms of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh, Who, who sh 11 violate my rest? Sin, earth, and hell, I now defy ; I lean upon my Saviour's breast. ■6 I rest beneath th' Almighty's shade, My griefs expire my troubles cease; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul it stay'd. Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 7 Me for thine own thoulov'st to take In time and in eternity; Thou never, never wilt forsake A helpless worm that trusts in thee. IN GRACE. 20V HYMN CLXY. S. M. 1 fi OMMIT thou all thy griefe \J And ways into his hands, To his gore trust and tender care, Who earth and heav'n commands; Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and sea3 obey He shall direr; thy wapd'riog feet, He glial 1 prepare thy way. 2 Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shall thou go on : Fix on his work thy steadfast eye. So shall thy work be done ; No profit cans*/ thou gain By self-cousundng care ; To hira commend thy cause, his ear Attends the softest pray'r. 3 Thine everlasting truth, Father, thy ceaseless love, Sees all thy children's wants, and knows What best for each will prove ; And whatsoe'er thou wifi'st. Thou dost, O Riag of kings i What thine unerring wisdom chose,. Thy pow'r to being brings. A Thou ev'ry where hast way. And all things serve thy might 3 Thine ev'ry act pure blessing is, Thy path DQsuUy'd light : 210 TRUSTING When thou arisest, Lord, What shall thy work withstand ? When all thy children want, thou giv'sl- Who, who shall stay thy hand ? HYMN CLXVI. S. M. 1 f*1IVEto the winds thy fears, VJT Hope and be undismay'd ; God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears. God shall lift up thy head : Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way : Wait thou his time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 2 Still heavy is thy heart, Still sink thy spirits down; Cast off the weight, let fear depart: And ev'ry care be gone : What though thou rulcst not, Yet heav'n, and earth, and hell Proclaim God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 3 Leave to his sov 'reign sway To choose and to command : ohalt thou, wond'ring, own his way. How wise, how strong his hand ! Far, far above thy thought, His counsel shall appear, >VIien fully he the work hath wrought That catis'd thy needless fear. IN CKAC£. 211 .4 Tiiou seest ouv weakness, Lord, Our hearts are known to thee ; lift thou up the sinking head, Confirm the feeble knee ; Let us in life, in death, Thy steadfast truth declare : And publish with our latest breath, Thy love and guardian care. HYMN CLXVII. L. M. 1 dPI OD of ray life, whose gracious poA\*r, VJT Thro' various deaths my soul hath led ;_ Or turn'd Aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head ! 2 In all my ways, thy hand I own, Thy ruling Providence I see ; Assist me still ray course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast ; Secure within thine arras to lie, And safe beneath thy wings to rest ? 4 I have no skill the , Till I from self shall cease : I strive, and see my fruitless pair?. Till God creates my peace. Fruitless, till thou thyself impark Must all my efforts prove ; They cannot change a sinful heart, They cannot purchase love. 7 I do the things thy laws enjoin, And theu the strife give o'er * To thee I then the whole resign. And trust in means no more. # I trust in him who stands between The Father's wrath and ine ; Jesus, thou great eternal menrt I Jonk for all from tb*^ ! IN SRACE. 217 HYMN CLXXII. L. M. 1 TJEACE, troubled &oul, thou need'st not feafc X. Thy great Provider still is near ; Who fed the last, will feed thee still, Be calm, and sink into his will. 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky* In mercy stoops to hear thy cry : His promise all may freely claim, " Ask, and receive in Jesus' name/' -3 His stores are open all,, and free To such as truly upright be ; Water and bread he'll give for food, With all things else which he sees good. •4 Your sacred heirs which are so small, By God himself are uumber'd all ; This truth he's publish'd all abroad, That men may learn to trust the Lord. 5 The ravens, daily, he doth feed, And sends them food as they have need* Although they nothing have in store* Yet as they la^k he gives them more. Then do not seek with anxious care. What ye shall eat or drink or wear, Your heav'nly Father will you feed, He knows that afl these things yoa B.eed. 218 TRUSTING 7 Without reserve give Christ jour heart ; Let him his righteousness impart; Then all things else he'll freely give ; With him you all things shall receive, & Thus shall the soul be truly blest, That seeks in God his only rest : May I that happy person be, In time and in eternity ! HYMN CLXXIII. j fi OME on my partners in distress, \J My comrades through the wilderness. Who still your bodies feel ; A while forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heav'nly place; The saints' secure abode : On faith's strong eagle-p\nions rise, And force your passage to the skies., And scale the mount of God. 3' Who suffer with our master here, We shall before his face appear, And by his side sit down : To patient faith the prize is sure : Aud all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. IN GRACE. 219 Thrice blessed bliss, inspiring hope; It lifts the fainting spirits up : It brings to life the dead ! Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last Triumphant with our head. That great mysterious Deity We soon with open face shall see; The beatific sight Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light. The Father shining on his throne, The glorious co-eternal Son, The spirit one and sev'n, Conspire our rapture to complete ; And lo ! we fall before his feet, And silence heightens heav'n. In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain the cross, And at thy footstool fall, Till thou our hidden life reveal, Till thou our ravish'd spirits fill, And God is all in all. HYMN CLXXIV. C M. JESUS, great Shepherd of the sheep, To thee for help we fly : Thy little flock in safety keep, For O the wolf is nigh ! SJ20 TRUSTING 2 He comes, of hellish malice full, To scatter, tear, and slay ; He seizes ev'ry straggling soul, As his own lawful prey. -3 Us into thy protection take, And gather with thine srm ; Unless the fold we first forsake. The wolf can never harm. 4. We laugh to scorn his cruel pow'r* While by our Shepherd's side; The sheep he never can devour, Unless he first divide. 5s O do not suffer him to part The souls that here agree! But make us of one mind and heart And keep us one in thee 1 6 Together let us sweetly live, Together let us die ; And each a starry crown receive. And reign above the sky. HYMN CLXXV. L. M. THOU Lambof Cod, thou Prince of peace For thee my thirsty soul doth pine I My longing heart implores thy grace : O make me jn thy likeness shine ! IN CRACE. 221 2 With fraudless, even humble mind, Thy will in all things may I see! In love be ev'ry wish resign'd, And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, With lamb-like patience arm my breast ; When grief my wounded soul assails, In lowly meekness may I rest. A Close by thy side still may I keep, Howe'er life's various currents V ow ; With steadfast eye mark ev'ry step, And follow thee where'er thou go, 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fijrfit hast won; Alone thou hast the wine-press trod : In me thy strength'ning grace be shown, O may I conquer through thy blood ! 6 So, when on Sion thou shalt stand, And all heav'ns hosts ado-e their king 3 Shall I be found at thy rght h*.nd. And free from pain thy glories ^ng. HYMN CLXXVI. L. M. JESUS, the weary wand' er's ~ r st, Giv^ rw th?ne easy yoke to » e t; With steadfast patience arm my b east, With spotless love, and lowly iear. T 2 228 1 TRUSTING 2 Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepar'd and mingled by thy skill ; Though bitter to the taste it be, Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 2t Be thou, O rock of ages nigh ! So shall each murmuring thought be gone I, And grief, and fear, and care shall fly. As clouds before the mid-day sun. 4 Speak to my warring passions, " Peace; 1 ' Say to my troubled heart, " Be still ;" Thy pow'r, my strength and fortress is, For all things serve thy sov'reign will. & O death 1 where is thy sting? where now, Thy boasted victory, O grave ! Who shall contend with God ? or who Can hurt whom God delights to save? HYMN CLXXVII. S. M. The Pilgrim*s Song. 1 TTjIROM Egypt, lately freed r By the Redeemer's grace, A rough and thorney path we tread, In hopes to see his face. 2 The flesh dislikes the way, But faith approves it well ; This only leads to endless day. All others lead to heli IN GRACE. %2S 3 The promised land of peace Faith keeps in constant view ; How different from the wilderness, We now are passing through ! 4 Here often from our eyes Clouds hide the light divine; There we shall have unclouded skie*. Our sun will always shine. 5 Here griefs, and cares, and pains, And fears distress us sore ; But there eternal pleasure reigns, And we shall weep no more. THE CHRISTIAN'S WARFARE. HYMN CLXXVIII. P. M. The Black Armies Defeated. 1 ^tTE soldiers of Jesus, pray stand to yout B arms, Prepare for the battle, the gospel alarms, The trumpets are sounding, come soldiers and see, The standard and colours of sweet liberty. 2 Though Satan's black trumpet is sounding so near, Take courage, brave soldier^, his armies vx dare ,* 224 the christian's III the strength of King Jesus we dare him to fight, .. We'll put his black armies of aliens to flight. 3 In the mount of salvation, in Christ's armory, There's swords, shields, and breast- plates, and helmets for thee; O be not faint-hearted, tho' he roars like a flood, He'll not stand before the bright armies of God. 1 To battle, to battle, the trumpet doth sound, The watchmen are crying fair Zion around ; The signal for vict'ry; hark! hark ! from the sky, Shout, shout ye brave armies, the watchmen all cry. .5 As the great Goliah — Apollyon shall fall, With the sword of the spirit we'll conquer them all; We'll leave no opposer alive in the field, By the strength of Jehovah we'll force them to yield. 6 Through Jesus, our wisdom, we'll baffle his rage :— My heart beats for conquest, come soldiers en- The trumpets are sounding, the armie3 appear, We'll not leave one standing from front to the rear. WARFARE. 225 7 King Jesus a riding the while horse before, The watchmen dose after, the trumpet doth roar ; Some shouting, some singing, salvation they cry, In the strength of King Jesus ; all hell we defy. 8 Fair Zion's a shouting to her conqu'ring king, Salvation to Jesus the armies doth sing; Apollyon we've conquer'd and sunk in the flood, Who can withstand the bright armies of God ? 9 Behold all the armies are now marching home, God's trumpet is sounding and bids them to come ; All Zion's fair armies together doth meet, And lay down their armour at Jesus' feet. 10 The angelic army with Zion combines In robes of bright glory, eternally shines ; All shouting and singing on Canaan's bright si » ore Where w*Cfs and commotions can reach them no more. 1 1 Cheer up, ye dear pilgrims, the time's draw- ing ni-?h, When we shall meet Jesus' bright hosts in the sky, Our friends and relations in Je?us so dear, Both preachers and people shall then meet us there. 226 the christian's 1 2 We'll join the bright harpers in anthems di- vine, Whose crowns with bright diamonds the sun shall outshine, To the praise of King Jesus we'll tune our harps then, Salvation and glory to Jesus, Amen. HYMN CLXXIX. C. M. 1 ri THROUGH crowds of opposition I urge 1 my passage through, My master is still with me, his love is ever new, His grace is still sufficient for ev'ry time and place, And I hope that he'll be with me thoughout my whole day. 2 Poor sinners oft'times grieve me and weigh my spirits down, They hate and persecute me because I'm hea- I ven bound; Because I love my Jesus and praise his holy name, They say I am unrighteous, a person of ill fame. 3 They say I plague the people till they can't live in sin, And Satan he keeps roaring lest he should In undone j WARFARE. 227 He says this is my kingdom, and here I reign secure, Come shake the dust from off your feet, go preach for Christ no more. 1 O Satan I shall plague thee, thou hast not us'd me well, Thou didst all in thy power to drag my soul to hell, But now thou fmdest thou art losing me, it fills thee with despair, While I am on the rocks of ages come touch rar if thou dare. 5 Through storms of dreadful tempests my soul has had to wade, But I have been resolved the land for to invade. To spoil hell of her portion and Satan of his hopes, And in ey'ry sore engagement my soul to Christ looks up. 6 And when the war is over, we'll praise his holy name, For Jesus is our captain, and worthy of all fame ; Through Christ we have gain'd the victory and beat all champions down, And I hope if I am faithful I soon shall wear the crown. 228 the christian's HYMN CLXXX C. M. 1 ~^t7"E weary heavy laden'd souls, 1 VP ho are oppressed sore, Ye trav'lers through the wilderness, To Canaan's peaceful shore, Thro' chilling uiuds and beating rain§. The waters deep and cold, And enemies surrounding you — Take courage and be bold. 2 Tho' storms and hurricanes arise, The desart all around And fiery serpents oft appear, Thro' the enchanti ng ground ; Dark nights and clouds and gloomy fear And dragons often roar, But while the gospel trump we hear., We'll press for Canaan's shore. 3 We're often like the lonesome dove. Who mourns her absent mate, From hill to hill, from vale to vale. Her sorrows to relate. But Canaan's land is just before, Sweet spring is coming on, A few more beating winds and rains-., And winter will be gone. 4 Sometimes like mountains to the sky. Black Jordan's billows roar; Which often make the pilgrims fear They never will get o'er. But let us gain mount Pisgah's top, And view the vernal plain, To fright our souls may Jordan roar; And Hell may rage in vain. $ Methinks I now begin to see The borders of that land, The trees of life with Heav'nly fruit, In beauteous order stand. The wint'ry time is past and gone, Sweet flowers doth appear, The fiftieth year is now roll'd roun<* The great Sabbatic year. $ O what a glorious sight appears To my believing eyes, Methinks I see Jerusalem A city in the skies ! Bright angels whisp'ring me away, O come, my brother, come ; And I am willing to be gone To my eternal home. 7 By faith I see my gracious Go4 On his eternal throne, At his right hand the loving Lamb, The Spirit, Three in One. O that my faith was strong to rise And bear my soul away, I'd shout salvation to the J«anrt>v T» one eternal day. 230 THE CHRISTIANAS 8 Farewell my brethren in the Lord Who are to Canaan bound ; And should we never meet again, Till Jubal's trump shall sound, I hope that I shall meet you there, On that delightful shore, In oceans of eternal bliss, Where parting is no more. HYMN CLXXXI. S. M. I CI OLDIERS of Christ, arise, k5 And put your armour on, Strong in the strength which God supplies, Through his eternal Son : Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty pow'r, Who in the strength of Jesus trusi, Is more than conqueror. 2 Stand then in his gre*t might, With all Iris strength endu'd, £$ut take, to arm you for the fight. The panoply of Cod ; That having all things done, And all your conflicts past, # e may o'ercome through Christ alone. And stand entire at last. 3 Stand then against your foes. In close and firm array ■ 'Legions of wily fiend oppose Throughout the evil day; WARFARE. 231 But meet the sods of night, An 1 mock their vain design ; Arm in the arms of heavenly light, Of righteousness divine : 4 Leave no unguarded place, No weakness of the soul : Take ev'ry virtue ev'ry grace, And fortify the whole ; But above all, lay hold On faith's victorious shield : Arm'd with that adamant and gold, You're sure to win the field. HYMN CLXXXII. C. M. Christian Soldier. 1 TT^ RESS uniform the soldier's wear, JLr When duty calls abroad ; Not purchas'd at their cost or care, But by the prince bestowed. 2 Christ's soldiers too, if Christ-like bredj Have regimental dress ; 'Tis linen white, faced with red, 'Tis Christ's own righteousness^ .3 A rich and sightly robe it is, And to the Soldier dear ; .No rose can learn to blush like this; Nor lily look so fair., 239 THE 4 'Tis wrought by Jesus' skilful hand, Aod ting'd with his own blood ; It makes the Cherubs gazing stand To view this robe of God. 5* This vesture never waxeth old, Nor spot thereon can fall ; It makes a soldier brisk and bol. Go up with Christ your Head, Your Captain's footsteps see : Follow your Captain, and be led To certain victory : All power to him is giv'n : He ever reigns the same : Salvation, happiness, and heav'n.. Are all in Jesu's name. 4 Only have faith in God ; In faith your foes assail : Not wrestling against flesh and blooj, But all the pow'rs of hell; From thrones of glory driv'n, By flaming vengeance hurPd, They throng the air, depriv'd of heaven. They rale the lower world. i k m HYMN CLXXXV. C, M. The Christian Soldier. I a soldier of the cross; A follower of the lamb ? ^And shall I fear to own hisVause; €)r blush to speak Ms rta'nft ? WARFARE. 235 2 Must I be carry'd to the skies, On flowery beds of ease ; Whilst others sought to win the prize, And sail'd thro' bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace* To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage Lord ; I'll bear the toil endure the pain, Supported by ihy word. 5 Thy saints in all this gloroius war, Shall conquer tho' they die ; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. t* When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robe6 of victory thro* the skies, The glory shall be thine. HYMN CLXXXVI. C H- WHEN I can read my title cleaY To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, And wipe my weeping eyes : 236 the christian'^ 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And fiery darts be hurl'd Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. Let storms of sorrow fall ; So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heav'n, my all : 4 There I shall bathe my weary soitt. In seas of heav'nly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. HYMN CLXXXVII. P. U. 1 A SOLDIER, Lord, thou hast me made. J\ Thou art ray captain, king and head, And under thee I mean to fight, The fight of faith with all my might, The cross all stain'd with hallow 'd blood The etsign of our couqu'ring Lord> The Christian soldier's standard is, And I will fight for King Jesus. 2 Grant me the arrows of thy word, The spirit's pow'rful two edg'd swortf, To slay my foes where'er they be, And own the vict'ry won by thee j That I a duteous child may be, To stand and fight the enemy ; That when the alarm's to call, the Lor'd May pass the word unto the guard. WARFARE. 237 Thou art ray guard, keep me I pray» That I may walk the narrow way, Nor from my duty e'er depart, But live to Christ witli all my heart ; Help me to keep my guardian dress. And march to the right in holiness, O make me pure and spotless too, And fit to stand the grand review. And when our general he has come, With sound of trumpet, not with drum, And when our well dress 1 d ranks shall stand In full review at God's right hand, It's then the enemy will get the rout, And be wheel'd by him to the left about ; Then we'll march up the heav'nly street, And ground our arms at Jesu's feet. The war is o'er and we are free To join the blood wash'd company. Our wages shall be crowns of gold, And joys of heav'n that can't be told. There like our glorious Lord we'll shine In heav'nly concert we shall join, And praises on the highest key, Shall be our theme eternally. HYMN CLXXXVIII. P M. ROTHER soldier, still fight on, Till the battle thou hast won ; The great Captain thou didst choose, JTever did a battle lose. B 268 the christian's CHORUS. We his soldiers sure shall be, Happy in eternity. 2 Advocates for sin do say, We can never win the day ; Would discourage all the host, Coward like the battle's lost. We his soldiers, &c 3 Let the world their forces join, With the fiends of hell combine, Greater is our King than they, Through him Ave shall win the day. We his soldiers, 6jc. 4 Wicked men we will not fear, ^Tho' they persecute us here, ** Though they may our bodies kill, • Still our King's on Zion's hill, We his soldier's, &c. ■ !> What a Captain we have got, Is not ours a happy lot ? Hear ye worldlings! hear our song, 'Tis the language of our tongue. We his soldiers, &c. 8 Still fight on and you shall see, All the sons of Anak flee, Fear them not though they be tall, Our great Captaiu conquers all. More than conquerors we'll jje, Happy through eternity. 'M WARFARE. 239 HYMN CLXXXIX. The Christian's Warfare. Y captain sounds th' alarm of war, Awake, the powers of hell are Hear- To arms, to arms, I hear him cry, "lis yours, to conquor or to die. 2 Rais'd by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around — Make haste, to gird my armour oU r And bid each trembling fear begoue. 3 Hope is my helmet, faith my shield, Thy word j My God, the sword I wield;* With sword, and truth, my loins are girt. And holy zeal inspires my heart. 4 Thus arm'd I venture on the fight, Resoiv'd to put my foes to flight ; While Jesus, kiudly deigns to spread His conquering banner o'er my head.. •5 In him I hope, in him that's just, His bleeding cross is all I trust, Through troops of foes, he'll lead me on To victory and the victory's ctowtt: 240 the christian's HYMN CXC. P. M. Put on the whole armor of God. 1 &"i IRD thy loins up, Christian soldier VJT Lo ! thy Captain calls thee out ; Let the danger make me bolder ; War in weakness : dare in doubt. Buckle on the heavenly armor, Patch up no inglorious peace ; Let thy courage wax the warmer, As thy foes and fears increase. 2 Bind thy golden girdle round thee, Truth to keep the firm and tight ; Never shall thy foe confound thee, While the truth maintains thy fighL Righteousness within thee rooted, May appear to take thy part ; But let righteousness imputed ; Be the breast-plate of thy heart. :3 Shod with gospel preparation, In the paths of promise tread, Let the hope of free salvation, As a helmet guard thy head. When beset with various evils, Wield the Spirit's two-edgVl sword £ Cut thy way through hosts of devils* While they fall before the word. 4 But when dangers closer threaten : And thy soul draws near to death ; When assaulted tore by Satan, Then object the shield of faith : WARFARE. 241 Jgiery darts of fierce temptations, Intercepted by thy God, There shall lose their force in patience, Sheath'd in love, and quench'd in blood, 3 Though to speak thou be not able, Always pray, and never rest ; Prayer's a weapon for the feeble : Weakest souls can wield it best. B HYMN CXCI. P. M. Strength from heaven t Y whom was David taught To aim the dreadful blow, Wheu he Goliath fought, And laid the Hittite low ?— "So sword or spear the stripling took, But chose a pebble from the brook, 2 'Twas Israel's God and King Who sent him to the fight, Who gave him strength to sling, And skill to aim aright. Ye feeble saints, your strength endure. Because young David's God is yours. :} Who order'd Gideon forth, To storm th' invaders camp, With arms of little worth, A pitcher and a lamp ? The trumpet made his coming known. And all Hie bost was overthrown. X 24,2 XHB GUUtS1lA$'6 A Oh ! I have seen the day, When with a single word, God helping me to say, My trust is in the Lord, My soul has quell'd a thousand fqfeg, Fearless of all that could oppose* 3 But unbelief, self-will, Self-righteousness and pride, How often do they steal My weapon from my side ! Yet David's Lord and Gideon's frien3 ; Will help his servant to the end. HYMN CXCIL P. M. 1 A SOLDIER of the cross am I, J\_ Assur'd of certain victory ; Tho' numerous foes against me rise*, To keep me from the glorious prize ; For Jesus Ss my constant friend, O hallelujah, hallelujah I Jesus will my cause defend* 2 I take the helmet sword and shield* And boldly march into the field ; Tho' earth and hell my march oppose/ I'll stand against my envious foes j For Jesus, Jesus, is my friend*. O hallelujah, hallelujah, Jesus* Jesus is my friend. WARFARE. 243 3 While passing through the vale of tears, Beset with dangers, toils and snares, I onward move at his command ; And hope to reach the promis'd land. For Jesus, &c. 4 By faith I climb where Moses i lood, And take a look, beyond the flood, The joys of paradise I see, The bliss my Sanotir bought for me ; O Jesus* &c 5 While here I staud and look and love, And wait his coming from above, I feel a foretaste of that bliss, And long to be where Jesus is; O Jesns, &c. 6 When en ihat heavenly shore I stand, And meet the saints at God's right hand, I'll join to sing and shout and tell, How Jesus hath done all things well. O Jesus save me to the end ; O hallelujah, hallelujah, Jesus is my eternal friend,. 244 DIVINE GOODNESS IN REDEMPTION. HYMN CXCIII. L. M. 1 ?npWAS on that dark, that doleful night, ■ When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betray'd him to his foes : 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake ; What love through all his actions ran ! What wond'rous words of grace he spake ! ♦3 " This is my body, broke for sin ; " Receive and eat the living food ;" Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine : M 'Tisthe new covenant in my blood." 4 For us his flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn : Aid justice pour'd upon his head Its heavy vengeance in our stead. cc Do this," he cried, " till time shall end, '" In memory of your dying friend ; ■' Meet at my table, and record t? "The love of your departed Lord !" BIVINE GOODNESS, &X. 2£5 ti 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. HYMN CXCIV. C. M. 1 "1 JOW condescending and how kiiii JL-t W as God's eternal son ! Our misery reach'dhis heavenly mind; And pity brought him down. 2 When justice, by our sins provoked, Drew forth its dreadful sword, He gave his eoul up to the stroke, Without a murmuring word. 3 This was compassion like a God, That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, His pity ne'er withdrew. -t jNow, though he reigns exalted high.- His love is still as great : Well he remembers Calvary, Nor let his saints forget. '.'i Here we behold his bowels roll, As kind as when he died, And see the sorrows of his soul . Steed through his wounded side. X a 246 DIVINE GOODNESS HYMN CXCV. P. M. Chris? s sufferings. 1 FTHHROUGHOUT our Saviour's life^w I trace Nothing but shame and deep disgrace",. No period else was seen, Till he a spotless victim fell, Tasting in soul a painful hell, Caus'd by the creature's sin. 2 On the cold ground methinks I see My Jesus kneel and pray for me ; For this I'll him adore : Seiz'd with a chilly sweat throughout, Blood drops did force their passage cu/, Through ev'ry opening pore. :3 A crown of thorns his temples bore, ' His back with lashes all was tore, Till one the bones rmght see ! Mocking they push'd him here and then?. Marking his way with blood and tears, Press'd by the heavy tree. 4 Thus up the hill he heavy came, Round him they mock'd and made their game. At length his cross they rear : And canyon see the Son of God, Cry out beneath sin's heavy load. Without one thankful tear ? IN REDEMPTION. 247 o Thus bearing our iniquity, He dies with anguish on the tree; What tongue his grief can tell ? The shudd'ring rocks their heads recline, The morning sun refus'd to shine When the redeemer fell. (5 Shout, brethren, shout with songs divine, He drank the gall to give us wine, To quench our parching thirst : Seraphs advance your voices higher, Bride of the Lamb unite the choir, To praise your precious Christ. HYMN CXCVI. P, M. He was brought as a Lamb to the slaughter- 11" ET us join with angels to publish abroad* JLi The news of Salvation to men; What love and compassion the Father hath show'd For Jesus for sinners was slain. 2 What pain he endured in Gefhsemane, To purchase our freedom from pain ; O sinners consider his deep agony, And think on the Lamb that was slain. 3 By all his disciples forsaken he stood, Yet never was heard to complain ; Betrav'd and deny'd was the meek Son of God: "Consider th? Lamb that was slain,. 248 DIVINE GOODNESS A His soul then was sorrowful even to deatk Insulted by devils and men ; All this he endur'd to save thee from wrath; .. O think on the Lamb that was slain* 5 Then hard hearted Jews with the Gentitos conspired, And clamour'd his blood to obtaian ; Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, Wounded and dead, and bathed in blood ! Behold his side, and venture near, The well of endless life is here. 4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; I drink, yet still my thirst remains ; Only the fountain head above Can satisfy the thirst of love. .5 Oh 1 that I thus could always feel ! Lord, more and more thy love reveal ! Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim The grace and glory of thy name. 6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, Revives my heart, and charms my ear. Affords a balm for every wound, And Satan trembles at the sonnri. #65 ON BAPTISM. HYMN CCXII. C. M. From the third of Matthew. \ T1EGIN the third of Matthew, H And read that chapter through; It teaches true believers What they are call'd to do. 2 In those days came John the Baptist, Into the wilderness, A preaching of repentance. Directing souls to peace. 3 See him in Jordan standing, Baptizing all who came ; With fruits of true repentance, Convinc'd who were to blame. \ He plung'd them in the water, To shew they were unclean, And said, behold your Saviour * Who takes away your sin. 5 Then came to him the Pharisees- Baptized for to be, But John forbid thein saying. Repentance let me see. 266 ON BAPTISM. 6 Then I'll, baptise you freely, When you confess your sins, And see your sad condition, And mourn how vile you've beeii, t While thus engag'd in preaching, The all atoning Lamb, He said the dear Redeemer, And said behold ! the man. 8 The appointed of the Father, Your Saviour for to be, From all your sins aud wickedness. And endless misery. 9 Then came the blessed Saviour, Baptized for to be, And was baptiz'd in Jordan, The scriptures proves to me. 10 As he came out of the water, The spirit from above, / Descended — lit upon him, In likeness of a dove. \\ The Heavens they were open'd. As you may plainly see, A witness to the people, That thus it ought to be. 12 A voice from thence proclaimed, This i9 my only sou, With whom I am well pleased. ttt all that he has done. 'QN BAPTISM. 267 13 Come all who hopeyour'e christian^ Come prove you love the Lord, By following his foosteps, Obeying of his word. 1 4 Take up your cross as freely, As Jesus did for you, And thus I leave you with him. And bid you all adieu. HYMN CCXI1I. P. M, 1 Ol ALEM'S bright King, Jesus by na*ir J5 I Q ancient time to Jordan came, All righteousness to fill ; 'Twas there the ancient baptist stood, Whose name was John, a man of God, To do his master's will. 2 The holy Jesus did demand His right to be baptized then, The baptist gave consent ; On Jordan's banks they did prepare The baptist and his Master dear, Then down the bank they went. 3 Down in old Jordan's rolling stream, The bap'ist led the holy Lamb, And there did him baptize ; Jehovah saw his darling Son, And was well pleas'd in what he'd dotie. And own'd him from the skies. 268 OX BAPTISM. 4 The op'ning heaven now complies, The Holy Ghost like lightning flies? Down from the courts above ; And on the holy, heavenly Lamb, The Spirit lights, and does remain? In shape like a fair dove. !> This is my Son, Jehovah cries, The echoing voice from glory flies, O children hear ye him ; Hark ! 'tis his voice, behold he cries.. Repent, believe, and be baptiz'd, And wash aw ay your sin. 9 Come children, come, his voice obey, Salem's bright King has mark'd the way. And has a crown prepar'd ; O then arise and give consent, Walk in the way that Jesus went, And have the great reward. 7 Believing children, gather round, And let your joyful songs abound With cheerful hearts arise ; See here is water, here is room, A loving Saviour calling, come. O children be baptiz'd. 8 Behold his servant waiting stands, With willing heart and ready hand* To wait upon the bride ; Ye candidates your hearts preparc ; And let us join in solemn prayer^ Down by the water side- ON BAPTISM. 269 HYMN CCXIV. L. M. 1 fi OME saints and sinners now behold, \J How Jesus was baptiz'd of old ; Like him we now despise the shame. To be baptiz'd in his dear name. 2 We here are come the world to tell, How Jesus sav'd our souls from hell ; And shall we not his love proclaim. And be baptiz'd in his dear name. 3 The Saviour's grave before us lies, From whence he did triumphant rise ; We cheerful venture through the same. And rise baptiz'd in his dear name. \ Sprinkled I was in infancy, But now it is done I lay it by ; I'll put on Christ and him I'll wear, And be baptiz'd as christians are. 5 Then would ouf grateful hearts express His ways are ways of pleasantness ; Our souls would feel a joyful frame, And live baptiz'd 4|jfeis dear name. 6 Come, ye that love the Load, and say We will no longer disobey ; If love divine your souls inflame, Come, be baptiz'd in Jesus' name." 270 G2nT baptism. HYMN CCXV. C. M. Immersion. 1 f"J^HUS was the great Redeemer plung'd 1 I q Jorda n's sw e Uing flood, To shew he must be scon baptis'd Id tears, and sweat, and blood. 2 Thus was his sacred body laid Beneath the yielding wave ; Thus was bis sacred body rais'd Out of the liquid grave. 3 Lord, we thy precepts would obey, In thy own footsteps tread ; Would di<*, be buried, rise with thee, Our ever-living head. HYMN CCXVI. C. M. A practical Improvement of Baptism. T A TTEND, ye children of your God _/\, Ye he*rs of glory hear ; For accents so divine as these Might charm the dullest ear. 2 Baptis'd into your Saviour's death. Your souls to sin must die ; With Christ your Lord ye live aaeft With Christ ascend ©n high- ON BAPTISM. 271 3 There by his Father's side he sits, Euthron'd divinely fair ; Yet owns himself your brother still. And your forerunner there. 4 Rise from these earthly trifles, rise On wings of faith and love ; Above your choicest treasure lies, And be your hearts above. HYMN CCXVII. P. M. The practice of Ancient Christian*. 1 'l^TEVER does truth more shine J^l With beams of heav'nly light, That when the scriptures join To prove it plain and right ; Than when each text doth each explain And all unite to speak the same. 2 Thus Peter who obey'd That Jesus said, was wise, And preach'd as he was led, Repent, and be baptiz'd ; Thus Philip did t' the Eunuch say, If you believe iu Christ you may- 3 Paul preach'd the word of grace, Whole households did believe, And were baptiz'd to Christ, Whose gospel they'd receiv'd ; Thus Christians were of ancient date, •Vs sacred hist'ry does relatg. 272 on baptisms 4 We see 'tis no new thing, To teach, and then baptize ; So Christians first began, Christ's ordiuance to prize ; This makes us cheerfully obey, And go as they have led the way. HYMN CCXVIII. P. M. Invitation to follow the Lamb. 1 f RUMBLE souls, who seek salvation JLJL Through the Lamb's redeeming blooci, Hear the voice of revelation. Tread the path which Jesus trod. Flee to him your only Saviour, In his mighty name confide In the whole of your behaviour, Own him as your only guide. Hear the bless'd Redeemer call you, Listen to his gracious voice ; Dread no ills that can befall you, While you make his ways your choice. Jesus says, let each believer Be baptized in my name ; He himself in Jordan's river Was immers'd beneath the stream. 3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, Follow him without delay ; Gladly his command embracing, Lo I your Captain leads the way. . ©N BAPTISM. 273 View the rite with understanding, Jesus' grave before you lies : Be interr'd at his comma ndiug, After his example rise. i HYMN CCXIX. P. M. Ckrist baptised in Jordan. IS" Jordan's tide the Baptist stands^ Immersing the repenting Jews; The Son of God the rite demands, Nor dares the holy man refuse : Jesus descends beneath the wave, The emblem of his future grave. 2 Wonder, ye heavens! the Saviour He* In deeps conceal'd from human view : Ye saints, behold him sink and rise, A fit example this for you : The sacred record while you read, Calls you to imitate the deed. •J But lo ! from yonder opening skies, What beams of dazzling glory spread ! Dove-like the eternal spirit flies, And lights on the Redeemer's head ! Amaz'd they see the power divine, Around the Saviour's temples shine. 4 But hark, my soul, hark and adore ! What sounds are those that roll along, Not like loud Sinai's awful roar, But soft and sweet as Gabriel's song ! c 274f ON BAPTISM. " This is ray well-beloved Son, "I see (well pleas'd) what he hath done." 5 Thus the eternal Father spoke, Who shakes creation with a nod ; Through parting skies the accents broke ; And bid us hear the Son of God : O hear the awful word to-day, Hear all ye nations, and obey. HYMN CCXX. P. M. 1 "^TOUNG converts on the banks 1 Of these baptismal waters stand, They praising God give thanks, For leave t' obey his sweet command. They here step down, receive the crown, Baptiz'd beneath the flood. And as they rise, lift up their eyes, Singing glory aloud to God. 2 Behold them now rejoice ; See with what care they watch and pray, And with one heart and voice, To God their vows and homage pay. Then let us pray, the sprit may Descend ; and light around, That high and low, and all may know, God's wisdom shall the world's confound. ON 1APTISM. 275 y Sing glory to our King, Who has for us led in the way, We'll follow ou and sing, Join'd in one harmonious lay; And give him praise to endless days ? For worthy is the Lamb ; Praise to receive, in him we live, All glory — glory to his name. HYMN CGXXI S. M. 1 f 7 ^ YE blood wash'd, ransom'd sinnerg. %J Highly favour'd of the Lord, Now ye prove your love to Jesus, By regarding thu§ his word. 2 See his wat'ry tomb before you : Hear him echo — " Follow me ; " For beneath the streams of Jordan Christ your great Redeemer lay. 3 Yes — beneath those honour'd water?. Great Immanuel was baptiz'd ; Out of which he then ascended, And the Father was well pleas'd. 4 Love constrains you all to follow Jesus to his liquid grave ; Noav look up, expect his presence.. Which lie promh'd you to have. 5 Jesus, come; thine approbation May we gladly sec and feel ; Cause, O cause the heavens to open. And thy wond'rous love reveal. 276 ON BAPTISM. HYMN CCXXII L. M. 1 % mTHEN Are baptize, we see the mode ff In houour'd Jordan's swelling flood ; We're deaf to error's impious voice ; The way Christ chose becomes our choice'. 2 Down in the stream they both descend, And John immers'd the sinner's friend, Out of the water straitway came The Church's Head the obedient Lamb. 3 Then lo, the heavens open'd arc, A Dove celestial doth appear ; And now the Father's voice is heard, (Speaking of Christ, our glorious Lord.} 4 " This, is my beloved Son, " Of whom I speak, whom now I own, " In him well pleas'd I am always, " Because in all things he obeys. *' 5 Now, ye believing souls, regard Th* example of your glorious Lord : Walk in his honour'd paths, and prove How greatly his commands you love. fi And now, O God in love como down, And this thy institution own; Show to thy saints rich scenes of grace, While Christ the Lord they now confess. ON 1APTISM. 277 HYMN CCXXIII. P. M. By Anna Beman, of Warren, in Connecticut, on be- • m ing- baptized. T think you, my friends of the » ^y ha preaching of John ? Was it from heaven, or was it of men ? We hear him declaring glad tidings of peace* Proclaiming a Jub'lee. a year of release. 2 The law and the prophets continu'd till John,, Our Saviour hath told us when gospel begun ,* Add since that, God's kingdom is preach'd saitli the word, And all men press in who have faith in the Lord. 3 The first of the gospel, the dawn of the day; The voice of one crying, Prepare ye the way, Bring forth youF repentance, ye viperous breed, And think not to say ye are Abraham's seed. \ A new dispensation to them he declares. And preaches repentance to Abraham's heirs ; The children of Abraham's natural seed, Pound they had no right his baptism to plead. 5 But when he perceived repentance was theirs, Then he gave baptism to Abraham's heirs ; Those who had been sealed to covenant things, We find him baptizing, confessing their sins. ,6 He tells them their Saviour is already here, And while he's baptizing, our Lord doth appear For to be baptized; John shrinks at the thing. Aird owns he has need to receive it form him- Aa 278 0N BA^TlSft. i But when be informed it was his request. He freely baptiz'd him as he did the rest ; And this institution was own'd from above, The spirit of God was sent down like a dove. 8 And his sweet example is left on record, Whoever steps in, they will find a reward? They'll find peace of conscience and joy in the 6am e. When they are baptized in Jesus' own name. The Eunuch we find was in haste to receive His water baptism, when he did believe ; He went on his way rejoicing in God, While those that rebel must be tasting his rocf# 10 The friends of Cornelius who heard PeterV word, Believ'd and received the seal of the Lord » The Holy Ghost fell, then their joys did arise; And Peter commands that they should be baptiz'd ■W St. Paul's great conversion he found in the way> The light which shone roand him exceeded the' day, Then he was three days,neither dranknor did eat* Yet he was baptized before he took meat. 12 We read where three thousand believ'd in a day, That they were baptized without a delay; The house of the jailor believ'd in the night And they were baptized before it was light. ON BAPTISM. 279 13 Forbear then to censure my being in haste, Or show me an instance were it was the case', That primitive Christians defered the thing ; I answer my conscience to Jesus my King. 14 I'll tell you how gospel appears unto me, And pray to kind heave;, that you all may see; But the wise and the prudent 'tis hid from their eyes, While the babes of the kingdom rejoice in the prize. 15 Some call it baptism and thick it will stand, A few drops of water droptfiom a man's hand, In th' face of the Lrfnnt who's under the curse-, But we find uo scripture which proves it to u . 16 For there's no being bury'd with Christ in this case, For Jordan or Ennon was John's chosen place : Our Lord in a fountain, John did him baptize, And Christ^ sweet example we honour and prize. HYMN CCXXIV. C. M. After Baptism. i i: "PROCLAIM," saith Christ, « my won* ■ derous grace " To all the sons of men ; ? « 4 He that believes and is baptiz'dv <( Salvation shall obtaio." 280 ON BAPTISM. % Let plenteous grace descend on those,. Who, hoping in thy word, This day have publicly declared That Jesus is their Lord. 3 With cheerful feet may they advance And run the Christian race ; And, through the troubles of the way; Find all-sufficient grace. HYiMN CCXXV CM. Morning before labtism ; or, at the water-side. 1 ¥TOW great, how solemn is the work, XI Which we attend to-day J Now for a holy, solemn frame, O God, to thee we pray. 2 O may we feel, as once we felt, When pain'd and griev'd at heart ; Thy kind, forgiving, melting- look Relieved our every smart. 3 Let graces then in exercise Be exerci&'d again ; And nu tur'd by celestial power, In exercise remain. 4 Awake our love, our fear, our hope, Wake fortitude and joy ; \ r ain world, begone ; let things above Onr happy thoughts employ. ON BAPTISM. 2&A 5 Whilst thee our Saviour and our Lord To all around we own ; Drive each rebellious, rival lust, Each traitor from the throna. 6 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, To heaven our passions raise ; That hence our lives, our all may be Bevoted to thy praise. HYMN CCXXVI. L. M, ESUS ! and shall it ever be A mortal man ashamed of thee ! Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days {• •3 1 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star ; He sheds the beams of light divine 5 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Ashamed of Jesus I just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 'Twas midnight with my sguI, till he, Bright morniHg star 1 bid darkness flee. i Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! ZVo, when 1 blush be this my sharne, That I no more revere his name. Aa 2 282 ON BAPTISM. 5 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. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain, Till then I'll boast a Saviour slain ; Aud O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not Ashamed of me. 7 His institutions would I prize, Take up my cross — the shame despise : Dare to defend his noble cause, And yield obedience to his laws; CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP AND SOCIETY MEETING. HYMN CCXXVII. P. M. P$-ayer for Revival. 1 CI AYIOUR visit thy plantation, j^ Grant us Lord a gracious rain J All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again : Lord, revive us, AH our help must come from thee. &c. 2&S Keep no longer at a distance, Shiue upon us from on high ; Lest for want of thine assistance, Ev'ry plant should droop and die. Lord, &c. Surely, once thy garden flouiish'd, Ev'ry part look'd gay and green ; Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen ! Lord, &c. But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see ; Lord, thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee. Lord &c. Where are those we counted leaders, FilS'd with zeal, and love, and truth ? Old professors, tall as cedars, Bright examples to our youth. Lord, &c. Some iu whom we once delighted. We shall meet no more below, Some, alas 1 we fear are blighted, Scarce a single leaf they show. Lord, &c. Younger plants the sight how pleasant, Cover'd thick with blossoms stood ; But they cause us grief at present, Frosts have nip'd them in the bud ! Lord, &c. 284 CHRISTIAN FELL9WSHIP 8 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again ; Ob, permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain ; Lord, &c; 9 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in prayers; Let eacli one esteem 'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares : Lord, &cv 10 Break the tempter's fatal power, Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin, from this good hour, To revive thy work afresh : Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee. D HYMN CCXXVIII. C. M. After Experiences. EAR Saviour, we rejoice to hear Poor sinners sweetly tell, How thou art pleas'd to save from si*. From sorrow, death and hell. Lord, we unite to praise thy name> For grace so freely giv'n ; Still may they keep in Zion's road* And dwell at last in hcav'n. AND SOCIETY MEETING. 3Q5 HYMN CCXXIX. Taking persons into the Church, 1 J"k WITH what pleasure we behold \J Sinners to Canaan move, Leaving the fleeting things of earth For greater things above. 2 These saints have openly confess'd The great Immanuel's natne^ And with delight the church receives The lovers of the Lamb. 3 Lord may they ever live to thee, And grow in heavenly love ; Still may they fight the fight of faith, Till crown'd with those above. HYMN CCXXX. L. M. THESE honour'd saints redeemed by blood: Now join the happy church of God ; Drawn by the cords of love and grace, In Zion now they take their place. With pleasure we the saints behold. Joining the great Redeemer's fold ; May we with them forever prove A gospel Church, the house of love. 286 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP HYMN CCXXXI. P. M. Christ a friend, 1 1%/1"Y Christ is my friend, 1?J_ To him I attend, And on his great friendship would eTerdepend. 2 When I'm in distress, He speaks my release, And fills my whole soul with unspeakable peace. 3 On him I would gaze, And spend all my days, In praising his name who such friendship di- splays. 4 Through grace, I intend To cleave to my friend, And I with my Lord to yon throne shall ascend. i> And there sing aloud The friendship of God, Raise high hallelujahs to Jesus' blood. t3 In each joyful sound His favours resound, And in the sweet music my joys shall abound. AND SOCIETY MEETING. 28' HYMN CCXXXII. S. M. 1 A ND are we yet alive ? _/\_ And see each others face ? Glory and praise to Jesus give, For his redeeming grace I Preserved by pow'r divine, To feel salvation here, Again in Jesu's praise we join, And in his sight appear. 2 What troubles have we seen! What conflicts have we past ! Fightings without and fears within, Since we assembled last ; But out of all the Lord Hath brought us by his love ; And still he doth his help afford, And hide our life above. ^5 Then let us make our boast Of his redeeming pow'r, Which saves us to the uttermost. Till we shall sin no more : Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain, And gladly reckon all things loss. So we but Jesus gain. 2.83 CHRISTIAN FELLOW SHt? HYMN- CCXXXIil. 1 ^1 OME away to the skies ! \J My beloved, arise, And rejoice in the day thou wast born : On this festival day, Gome exulting away, And with singing to Sion return ! 2 We have laid up our love And our treasure above, TJho' our bodies continue below- The redeeniM of the Lord, We remember his word, And with*inging to paradise gQ v . 3 Now with singing we praise The original grace, By our heavenly Father bestow'd; We our being receive From his bounty, and live To the honour and glory of God. 4 For thy glory we were First created, to share Both the nature and kingdom divine! Now created again, That our souls may remain Throughout time and eternity thine. 5. We with thanks do approve The design of thy love, Which hath join'd us in JesuVs nam* ; So united m heart. AND SOCIETY MEETING. 289 That we never can part, Till we meet at the least of the Lamb. 9 There O ! thereat his feet, We shall suddenly meet, And he parted in body no more I We shall sing; to our 1) res, With the heavenly choirs, And our Saviour in glory adore. 7 Hallelujah we sing To our Father and King, And his rapt'rous praises repeat; To the Lamb that was slain Hallelujah again, Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet. 8 In assurance of hope We to Jesus look up, Till his banner's unfurl'd in the air From our graves we shall see, And cry out, u It is he !" And fly up to acknowledge him there, HYMN CCXXXIV. P. M. 1 TC1RIEKDSHIP to every willing mind: J_ Opens a heavenly treasure, There may the sons of sorrow find Sources of real pleasure : See what employments men pursue, Then you will own my words are true, Friendship alone unfolds to view Sonrros of rettl pleasure. 290 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP 2 Poor are the joys that fools esteem, Fading and transitory ; Mirth is as fleeting as a dream. Or a delusive story : Luxury leaves a sling behind Wounding the body and the mind, Only in friendship can we find Pleasure and solid glory. 3 Learning, that boasting, glittering thing. Scarcely is worth possessing ; Riches, forever on the wing, Scarce can be call'd a blessing : Fame like a shadow flies away, Titles and dignity decay, Nothing but friendship can display Joys that are freed from trouble. 4 Beauty with ail its gaudy show, Is but a painted bubble : Short is the triumph wit bestow, Full of deceit and trouble : Sensual pleasure swells desire. Just as the fuel feeds the fire, Friendship can real bliss inspire Bliss that is worth possessing. 5 Happy the man who hath a friend Form'd by the God of nature, Well may he feel and recommend Friendship for his Creator. Then may our hearts in friendship join 3To let our social powers combine, Hui'd by a passion most divine, Friendship to our Creator. AND SOCIETY MEETING. 291 HYMN CCXXXV. P. M. 1 TT ET thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, \j^ Come and bid our jarrings cease, Come, O come and reign forever, God of Love and prince of peace; Visit now poor bleeding Zion, Hear the people mourn and Aveep, Day and night thy Lambs are crying, Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos, Some for Cephas, none agree, Jesus, let us hear thee call us, Help us, Lord, to follow thee : Then we'll rush through what encumbers, Over every hindrance leap, Undismay'd by force in numbers, Come, good shepherd, feed thy sheep-. 3 Lord, in us there is no merit, We've been sin ers from our youtb, Guide us, Lord, by thy good spirit, Which shall teach us all ?he truth! On the Gospel word we'll venture, Till in death's cold arms we .-ieep, Love our Lord and Christ our Saviour, O good Shepherd feed thy sheep. 4 Come, good Lord, with courage arm US', Persecution rages here, Nothing Lord, we know can harm us, While our Shepherd is so near ; 292 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP Glory glory, be to Jesus, At his name our hearts doth leap ; He both comforts us and frees us, The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 5 Here's the prince of your salvation, Saying, Fear not Utile flock ; I myself am your foundation, You are built upon this rock: Shun the path of vice and folly, Scale the mount, although its steep. Look to me, and be ye holy, I delight to feed my sheep. 6 Christ alone whose merit saves us, Taught by him we'll own his name,, Sweetestpf all names is Jesus, How it doth our souls inflame ; Glory, glory, glory, glory, Give him glory, he will keep, He will clear your way before yon, The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. HYMN CCXXXVI. C. M. 1 FTHRY. us, O God, and search the ground 1 Of ev'ry sinful heart ; Whate'er of sin in us is found, O bid it all depart I 2 When to the right or left we stray. Leave us not comfortless ; But guide our feet into the way Of everlasting peaces AND SOCIETY MBITIWCT. 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, "Each other's cross to bear ; Let each his friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. 4 Help us to build each other up, Our little stock improve ; Increase our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. 5 Up into thee, our living Head, Let us in all things grow ; Till thou hast made us free indeed, And spotless here below. U Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive thy ready bride ; Give us in heav'n a happy lot With all the sanct'uy'd. HYMN CCXXXVII. 1 /~\UR souls, by love, together knit, \J Cemented mix'd in one ; One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, 'Tis heaven on earth begun ; . Our hearts did burn while Jesus spake, And glow'd with sacral fire, We stopt and talk'd and fed, aud bless'd, Then fill'd th* enlarged desire. CHORUS. The Saviour, let ere tion sing, A Saviour, let the heavens ring. *Tis God with us, we fef 1 him outs'. His fullness in our sou's he pours ; Bb* 294 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP 'Tis almost done, His almost o'er : We'll join with those who've gone before We then shall meet to part no more> We then shall meet to part no more. 2 We're soldiers, fighting for our God, Let trembling cowards fly ; We'll stand unshaken, firm aud fix'd, With Christ to live and die. Let devils rage, and hell assail, We'll fijrht our pass- age through, Let foes unite, and friends desert, We'll seize the crown, our due, The Saviour, &c. 3 The little cloud increases still, • The heavens are big with rain, We wait to catch the teaming shower. And all its moisture drain. A rill, a stream, a torrent flows And pours the mighty flood; O ! sweep the nations, shake the earth, 'Till all proclaim thee God. The Saviour, &c. & And when thou makes thy jewels up, And sets thy starry crown, When all thy sparkling gems shall shine Proclaim by thee thine own ; May Ave, a little land of love, We. sinners, sav'd by grace, From glory unto dory change, Behold thee> face to face. The Saviour. &c AND SOCIETY MEETING. 295 HYMN CCXXXVIII. C. M. 1 /""I O ME, let us use the grace divine, \J And all with one accord, In a perpetual cov'nant joiu Ourselves to Christ the Lord. 2 Give up ourselves thro' Jesu's pow'i . His name to glorify ; And promise in this sacred hour, For God to live and die. 3 The cov'nant we this moment make Be ever kept in mind ; We will no more ouv God forsake, Or cast his words behind. 4 We never will throw off his fear, Who hears our solemn vow ; And if thou art well pleas' d to hear 5 Come down aud meet us now! 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Let all our hearts receive ; Present with the celestial host, The peaceful answer give. 6 To each the cov'nant blood apply Which takes our sins away ; And register our names on high, And keep us to that day. 2%6 PARTING OF CHRISTIAN FRIENDS, HYMN CCXXXIX. C. M t The Christian Farewell. 1 TjlAREWELL, my brethren, all farewell, X_ I leave you with the Lord; O may you shun the paths of hell, By cleaviDg to his word. 2 You are most near and dear to me : I have you in my heart; Yet the best friends must sever'd be I So you and I must part. 3 Although I leave you for a while, I'll meet you once again ; And if it be not in this world, 'Twill be on Canaan's plain. 4 There we shall meet and never pant. And see the King most glorious! With harp in hand we all shall standi And strike one note melodious. 5 My counsel unto you I give, That you do all stand fast In the sweet doctrine you've receiV^; Of being sav'd by grace. PARTING. &C. 297 6 In holiness of life and Avoid, Aud evidence of this, "Walk in the road the Lord hath s id. Aud you shall never miss. 7 For morning clothes put ye on those, Faith and Hope, with charity, ]N"ext unto this the garment i?, The soft aud blest humility. 3 And for the swerd the word of God, With the helmet of salvation \ You need not fear, but persevere To heaven, your habitation. F HYMN CCXL. L, M. Farewell. AREWELL, my brethren in the Lord, The gospel sounds the jubilee ; My stammering tongue shall sound aloud, From land to land, from sea to sea : And as I preach from place to place, I'll trust alone in God's free grace. 2 Farewell, in bonds and union dear. Like strings you twine about my heart; I humbly beg your earnest prayer, Till we shall meet, no more to part ; Till we shall meet in worlds above, Encii'Gled in eternal lo?c. 298 f ARTING ©P 3 Farewell, my earthly friends below, Although so kind and dear to me ; My Jesus calls, and I must go To> sound the gospel jubilee ; To sound the joy, and bear the news, To Gentile world, and royal Jews. 4 Farewell young people, one and all, While God will give me breath to breathe I'll pray to the eternal All That your dear souls in Christ may live ; That your dear souls prepared may be To dwell in bless'd eternity. 5 Farewell to all below the sun ; And as I pass in tears below, The path is straight, my feet shall run;. And God will keep me as I go — And God will keep me in his hand. And bring me to the promis'd land. § Farewell, farewell ! I look above ; Jesus, my friend, to thee I call ; My joy, my crown, my only love, My safeguard here, my heavenly all ;- My theme to preach, my song to sing, My only hope in death — Amen. HYMN CCXLI. C. M. Christian Mmister' > s FarewdL I TV EAR Lord, the time is come, when we JU Must part awhile below, Mav we each other's faces see, Where parting is no more. CHRISTIAN PRIENDS. 299 2 My friends I bid you all farewell, In tears we part to-day ; May you and I in Jesus dwell, Who'll wipe all tears away. ;*. Farewell, ray friends, my dearest friend?- With melting hearts we part; Lord, make us faithful to the end — Your souls lay near my heart. 4 Remember me when I am gone ; Bear me before the Lord, And of the danger jou've been warn't^. Therefore keep bright your sword. HYMN CCXLII. P. M. Camp-Meeting Farewell. 1 TT1AREWELL, my dear brethren, the time Jj is at hand, That we must be parted, from this social band ; Our several engagements now call us away, Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 2 Farewell my dear brethren, farewell for a while., We'll soon meet again, if kind providence smile, But when Ave are parted and scatter'd abroad, We'll pray for each other and wrestle with God. 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be dis- charg'd; The war will be ended, your treasure's enlarg'd. With shouting and singing, tho' Jordan may roar, We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore. 300 PARTING OF 4 FareAvell, ye young converts, who're listed (tip* war. Sore trials awaits you, but Jesus is near : AHho' you must travel the dark wilderness, Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you to bliss. 5 The world and the devil and hell all unj^te, And bold persecution will try you to fright, But Jesus stands for you — Who'se stronger than he ? Let this animate you to march on your way. 6 Farewell, seeking mourners with sad broken heart, O hasten to Jesus and choose the good part, He's full of compassion and mighty to save, is arms are extended your souls to receive. 7 Farewell, careless sinners, for you I do mourn, To think of your danger while quite uncon- cern'd : I've heard of the judgment where all must ap- pear, There you will stand trembling with tormenting fear. 8 Your frolics and pastimes in which you delight; Will serve to torment you with dreadful affright. You'll think of the sermons that you've heard in vain, All hopes gone forever of hearing again. CHRISTIAN FRIENDS. 301 J Farewell, faithful Christians, farewell all around, Perhaps we'll not meet till the last trump shall sound, To meet you in glory I'll give you my hand, Our Saviour to praise in a pure social band. 1 O .dory, O glory, O glory to God, Redemption we have through Jesus's blood ; I long to be going to meet him above, To gaze on his glory and feast on his love. HYMN CCXLIII. P. M. Farewell Hymn, 1 ~W7{ AREWELL my loving sisters, JJ My brethren fare you well, God grant you his assistance, Aud let his spirit dwell, In each beloved member Of his blest church below, That nought may part asunder—- Go on in Jesus, go. 2 How 7 hard a thing is parting, Where friendship is sincere. Entirely uncertain Again of meeting here. We've had sweet times together, In singing of God's praise, And speaking each to other Of his fr p e sov'reigu grace. O m 202 PASTING OF 3 I'houdi now we may be parted, To meet no more below ; My friends don't be faint hearted, But on in Jesus go. Although at a great distance Our bodies may remain, Though Christ's our Lord's, assistance. We all may meet again. 4 I thank you for your kindness, While I remain with you, I hope that earthly blindness, Your souls may ne'er undo, May faith and love attend you» While struggling here below, The God of pow'r defend you, And bring you conq'rors through, o on for to be holy, Cut off the right hand siu My friends deal just and truly, And turn your eyes within. Tear up the roots of nature, And bid them all depart, And like your great Creator, Be pure in life and heart. (| Then when we rise with Jesus, And stand at God's right hand', Oh ! how the sight will please us, To see each other stand >G CHRISTIAN FRIENDS, 303 Array'd in dazzling glory, With raptur'd hosts above ; Each one to tell the story Of sweet redeeming love. Methinks new scenes of pleasure Will flow from God's right hand. And everlasting treasure, To ill his SHinte expand. While round the heav'oly regions, The fi£bt of Ofcrisl shall shine, And all the wooden ig legions, Be heavenly and divine. HYMN CCXLIV. C. M. Paul's Farewell. 1 "^TWTHEN Paul was parted from his frien f f It was a weeping day; Bu Jesus made them all ameuds, nd wip'd their tear* aw ay. 2 Ere long tbey meet again with joy, (Secure no mo e to part) Where praises every tongue employ. And plea ure fills each heart. 3 Thus all the preachers of hisgrace^ Their children soon shall meet; Together see their Saviour's face. And worship at his fee*. 304 PARTING O* 4 But they who heard his word in vain. TW oft aDd plainly warn'd Will tremble when they meet again The ministers they scorn'd. 5 On your own heads your blood will fall; If any perish here : The preachers who have told you all, Shall stand approved and clear. 6 Yet, Lord, to save themselves alone, Is not their utmost view ; O ! hear their prayer, their message own. And save their hearers too. HYMN CCXLV. Farewell. 1 X?l AltEWELL, dear friends, I must be gone. X. I have no home or stay with you; I'll take my staff and travel on, 'Till I a better world do view ; Farewell, farewell, farewell. My loving frieuds farewell. 2 Farewell my friends, time rolls along, JNor waits for mortals care or bliss; I leave you here and travel on, Till I arrive where Jesus is. Farewell, &c. CHRISTIAN TRIINDS. 305 3 Farewell my brethren in the Lord, To you I'm bound in cords of love ; Yet we believe his gi icious word, And soon we all shall meet above. Farewell, &&. 4 Farewell Old soldiers of the cross, You've struggled long and hard for heaven $ You've counted all thiug6 here but di oss, Fight on, the crown shall soon be given ; Fight on, fight oi, fight ou, v The crown shall soon he given. ) Farewell ye blooming gone of God, Sore conflicts yet await for you; Yet dauntless keep the heav'oly road Till Canaan's happy land you view. Farewell, &C; 6 Farewell poor careless sinners too, It grieves my heart to leave you here? Eternal vengeance waits for you; © turn and find salvation near. O turn, O turn, O turn, And find salvation near. HYMN CCXLVI. P. M. At Parting. 1 lii OR a season ealPd to part, r Let us now ourselves comment To the jrracious eye and heart Of onr ever present friend. Cc 2 306 CONVINCED OF 2 Jesus hear our humble prayer ! Ten! er Shepherd of thy sheep 1 Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. 3 In thy strength may we be strong. Sweeten every cross and pain : Give us, if we live, ere long In thy peace to meet again. 4 Then if thou thy help afford, Ebe .ezers shall be rear'd ; And our souls thall praise the Lord; Who our poor petitions heard. CONVINCED OF BACKSLIDING. HYMN CCXLVII. C. M. 1 /"\H for a closer walk with Ood, \J A calm and heav'nly frame ; A light to shine upon he road That leads me to the Lamb I 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Whe^e is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and Iris word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ; How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. BACKSLIDING. 307 -i Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest : I hate the si.is that made thee mourn. And drove thee from my breast. j The dearest idol I have known, What e'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne : And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God. Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN CCXLIX. First-Part. OH ! how happy are they Who the Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasure above '< Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love ! That sweet comfort was mine, When the favour divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb When my heart it believ'd W r hat a joy I receiv'd What a heaven in Jesas's name ! 308 CONVINCED CHF 3 'Twas a heaven below, My Redeemer to know ; And the angels could do nothing mor^ Than to fall at his feet, And the story repeat, And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song ; O that all his salvation might see t He hath lov'd me, I cry'd, He hath suffer'd and dy'd, To redeem such a rebel as me. 5 On the wings of his love, I was carry'd above Ev'ry sin and temptation, and pain j And I could not believe That I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. Q I then rode on the sky, Freely justify'd I, Nor did envy Elijah his seat; My glad soul mounted high'r In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my fee^- 3 O ! the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood \< Of my Saviour possest, I was perfectly blest, As if m\\ with the Mries* *f itaft 1 ATI BACKSLIDING. 309 HYMN CCL. Secoiul-Part. but where am I now And why was it. or how, That I fell from my heaven of grace ! I am brought into thrall ; I am stript of my all ; I am banish'd from Jesus's face ! I Hardly yet do I know How I let my Lord go, So insensibly starting aside; When the tempter came in, With his own subtle sin, And infected my spirit with pride. 3 Bu* I felt it too soon, That my Saviour was gone, ' Swifiy vanishing out of my sight ! Then my triumph and boast On a sudden were lost, And my day it was turn'd into night, 4 Only pride could destroy That sweet innocent joy, And thus makes my Redeemer depart But whate'er was the cause, I lament the sad loss. For the veil is come over my heart. 5 Oh ! how wretched I am ! I can only exclaim, 310 CONVINCED or Like a devil tormented within ! My clear Saviour is gone, And has left me alone, To the fiiry of Satan and bin I $ Nothing now can relieve ; Without comfort I grieve ; I have lost all my peace and my pow'r No access do I find To the friend of mankind; I can ask for his mercy no more. 7 Now, no tongue can declare The keen torment I bear, While no end of my troubles I see ; Only Adam could tell, On the day that be fell, And was tura'd out of Eden like me. 15 Driven out from my God, I now w T ander abroad ; Through a desert of sorrows I rove t And how great is my pain, That I cannot regain My lost Eden of Jesus's love ! 9 Tell me, Lord shall I rise To my first paradise ? Ever come my redeemer to see ? Yet I feel a faint hope, That at last he will stoop, And his pity will bring him to me. BACKSLIDING* 311 HYMN CCLI. HOW shall a lost sinner, in pain, Recover his forfeited peace ? When brought into bondage again, What hope of a second release ? Will mercy itself be so kind To spare such a rebel as me ? And O ! can I possibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee ? O Jesus of thee I require, If still thou art able to save, The brand to pluck out of the fire, And ransom my soul from the grave :- The help of thy Spirit restore, And shew me the life-giving blood ? And pardon a sinner once more, And bring me again unto God. Jesus in pity draw near, Come quickly, to help a lost soul, To comfort a mourner appear, And make a poor Lazarus whole ; The balm of thy mercy apply, Thou seest the sore anguish I feely Save, Lord, or I perish, I die, O save, or I sink into hell ! 1 s^nk, if thou longer delay Thy pardoning mercy to show : Come quickly, aud kindly display The pow'r of thy passion below ; 312 CONVINCED OF By all thou hast done for my sake, One drop of thy blood I implore; JNow, now let it touch me, and make The sinner, a sinner no more ! HYMN CCLII. C. M. The backslider returning. J g~\ WHAT a cruel wretch am I. o To leave my Jesus so I Aed now without his smiles I lie. And know not where to go. 2 Once I enjoy'd his smiling face; But did not think so soon, I should go moui ning in distress, And all my comfort gone. £ aNot all the glory of this earth Can do me any good : My soul abhors all carnal mirth And grpans to find my God. 4 O could I see his face again, I'd tell him ali my wo, Confess how guilty I have been To leave my Jesus so. 5 Then I will clasp him in my arras, And he shall have my heart ; And earth with all her treach'rous charms. Forever shall depart. BACKSLIDING. 3 HYMN CCLIII, CM. The backslider. PART I. \ ^f^E happy souls, whose peaceful minds, \_ Are free from pain and fear : Ye objects which kind heav'n designs To make its constant care. To you I'll vent my mournful sighs, Press' d by my dismal fate ; can you with me sympathize, While I my case relate ? l i I once w r as happy in the Lord, My soul was in a flame ; 1 did delight to hear his word, And praise his holy name. His children were my heart's delight, I lov'd their company — I Uv'd by faith both day and night, That Jesus dy'd for me, 3 But woe is me, those joys are past, Those blissful scenes are o'er; I'm like a city quite laid waste, To be rebuilt no more. In vain I cry, in vain I mourn, In vain I seek for rest, I fear the dove will ne'er return. To my poor troubled breast. Drf 314 -cstfvltfssiB or 4 Alas ! alas! where shall I go, Jesus from me is gone ; A child of sorrow grief and woe, For ever more undone. The gospel too, is hid from me* Tho' often I do hear The law denounces death on me, And thunders out despair. $ My hope is fled, and faith I've nor\g ? God's word I cannot bear: Mr sense and reason almost gone, Fill'd with tormenting fear ; What next to do I cannot tell 3 So keen my sorrows are — Without relief I sink to hell, To howl in long despair. The devils waiting me around, To make my soul a prey ; I wait to hear the trumpet sound. " Take, take the wretch away.'* I linger, pine, I groan and sigh,. Sleep now hath left mine eyes ; And ghastly death seems drawing nigh, And that without disguise* X O that I was some bird or beas^ Was I a stork or owl, Some lofty tree should bear my nes{ - Or through the desert prowl. JAQKSLIDING. 315 Jiut I have au immortal soul, Within this house of clay, ^hat either must with devils howl, Ox dwell in endless day. HYMN CCLIV. C M The Backslider. PART II. Nfi ev'ning pensive as I lay, o Alone upon the ground, As I to God began to pray, A light shone all around. These words with power went through j$y heart, I've come to set you free ; Death, hell nor grave shall never part, My love (my son) from thee. "2 My dungeon shook, my chains flew 0$ Glory to God I cry'd; My soul was fill'd, I cry'd enough, For me the Saviour dy'd. The winter's past, the rain is gone, Sweet flowers do appear ; The morning's brought a glorious suib That's banish'd ev'ry fear. .3 Hail brightest prince, eternal Lord> That left the blazing throne ; Eternal truth attends thy word, Thou art the Father's s©n. 316 DEATH AND "When on the brink of hell I la)', Enclos'd in blackest night; Thou, Lord, didst hear the sinner pray, And brought my soul to light. 4 All you that's groaning in your chains. Without one spark of hope, Tho' inexpressible your pains, O still be looking up. The winds may blow and storms arise, A dark and gloomy night, The morning sun will clear the skies? With sweet prevailing light. -tt O^O- n » DEATH AND JUDGMENT. HYMN CCLV. P. M. An harvest, or end of the world. 1 rjl HE fields are all white, the harvest is near, I The angels all with their sharp sickles ap- pear, To reap down the wheat and gather it in barns. While the wild plants of nature are left for to burn. 2 Come then O my soul meditate on that day, When all things in nature shall cease and decay; When the|rurapet shall sound, the angels appear To reap down the earth, both the wheat and the tare* JUBGMEIiT. ol7 3 But iieav the sad cry ascend to the sky. Of those in distress that have no where to fly; They'll call for the rocks and mountains to fall On their naked souls for to hide them withal. A But 'twill all be in vain, the mountains will flee, The rocks fly like hailstones and shall no more be; The earth it shall quake, the seas shall retire, And the solid world then shall be all on fire. T) But hear the great Judge in that dread alarms Saying, gather my saints, bring them all to my arms, That the sev-en last plagues may be pour'd out on those Who have blasphem'd my name, and my saints have oppos'd. 6 Then, () wretched sinners, look up and espy The glorious Redeemer marching down the sky, In a chariot of fire to the earth he is bound, With a guard ofbright angels at tending him down. 7 Come hither ye nations, your sentence receive, No longer my spirit shall strive and be sriev'd ; My sentence in right, my judgment is just, Come hither, ye blest, but depart, all ye curst, -^ O sinners, take warning, and seek ye the Lore}, I have not been jesting, 'tis Jesus' own word, That those who believe, in glory shall stand* White all unbelievers are sarc to bfc dnmrvd. TV]" 318 DEATH AN»- 9 Now farewell, I leave you to ponder your way, May the Lord seal instruction from what I now say; That our souls to God's throne may be pour'd out in prayer, That we may be prcpar'd to meet Christ in thf air. HYMN CCLVI. P. M. 1 d\l*D Satan doth rage> and his servants do %J fight With sin they are drunken, they're drunk in the night : With the great prince of peace they have dar'd to make war, But they'll be condemned when arraigned at his bar. 2 Men ought to repent while mercy is near, Their gracious Creator, they should love and fear, And remember each day that they're born to die,, But cannot tell whither their spirits shall fly. 3 His servants Ave are, to whom we obey, And that we shall certainly know the last day : Our wages shall be, for what we have done, The wicked shall tremble at his awful doom. 4 To hear his great Lord say, Depart from my face, Remember, poor sinner, I offer'd thee grace, But thou in thy day didst hate what was right, And still was deter iiiin'd to sin against light. JUDGMENT. 319 5 Darkness thou didst chuse in preference to light, For thou was determin'd toll ate what was right; So through thy own ways, thy soul is undone, And hell is enlarg'd for to make thee room. 3 O the shrieks and the cries of poor sinners there, O how they must tremble, to hear . thee de- clare — Depart from my face, ye servants of sin, \nd be punishM forever, for the works you have done. HYMN CCLVII. C. M. -1 FliHEE we adore, Eternal Name, 1 And humbly own to thee, How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms we be ! .2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase ; And ev'ry beating pulse we tell, Eiiaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave : Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're traveling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground. To push us to the tomb ; And fierce diseases wait around r To hurry mortals home. r/ 5&@ DEATH AND- 5 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! Th* eternal states of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings ! 3 Infinite joy or endless wo, Depends on ev'ry breath ; And yet how unconcern'd we go Upon the brink of death ! -7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sen&f, To walk this dang'rous road ; And if our souls are hurry'd hence; May they be found with God ! HYMN CCLVIII. C. M. 1 T¥THEN rising from the bed of death, T T O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear.', I view my Maker, face to face O how shall I appear i £ If yet while pardon may be found. And mercy may be sought; My soul with inward horror shrink?. And trembles at the thought ! 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disdos'd- In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul O how shall I appear ! * JUDfcMEttT. 321 A O way my broken, contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal wo prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late; And hear my Saviour's dying groan, To give those sorrows weight. 6 For never shall my soul despair Her pardoa to secure, Who knows thine only Son hath dy 7 # To make that pardon sure. HYMN CCL1X. S. M, 1 A NJD am I born to die ? _/\_ To lay this body down I And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ? A land of deepest shade, Unpierc'd by human thought;. The dreary regions of the dead. Where all things are forgot. 3 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me?* Eternal hgppiness or wo Must then my portion be ! Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, I from my grave must rive, And see the Judge with glory crown'd, And see the flaming skies ! ,322 BEATtf Aft l v ;3 How shall I leave mj tomb I With triumph or regret ? A fearful or a joyful doom, A curse or blessing meet ? Will angel-bands convey Their brother to the bar ? Or devils drag my soul away To meet its sentence there ? \ Who can resolve the doubt That tears my anxious breast ? Shall I be with the damu'd cast ou{, Or number'd with the blest ? I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell : Must come at his command to heav'n> Or else depart to hell. 5 O thou that would*st not have One wretched sinner die, Who dy'dst thyself, my soul to save From endless mi?ery I Shew me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe, Thht when thou comest on thy throng I may with joy appear. U Thou art thyself the way, Thyself in me reveal,- So shall I spend my life's short day Obedir at to thy will ; So shall I love my God, Because he first lov'd me, And praise thee in thy bright abode, T© all eternitv. A. HYMN CCLX. Nft nm I only born to die } 323 j_M~ -^ ,,( ' must J suddenly comply With nature's stem decree? What after death forme remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains, To all eternity. _» How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve And props the house of clay ; My sole coucera, my single care, To watch and tremble and prepare Against that fatal day ! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here. For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If life so soon is gone ; If now the judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before Th' inexorable throne? 4 No matter which ray thoughts employ. A moment's misery or joy : But oil ! when both shall end, W 7 here shall I find my destiu'd place? i>hnll I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend ? £ Nothing is worth a thought beneath Rut how I may escape the death That never, never dies ! 324 liEATH AN© How make my own election sure. And when I fail on earth, secure A mansion in the skies. 6 Jesus vouchsafe a pitying ray, ■ Be thou my guide, be thou my way To glorious happiness! Ah I write the pardon on my heart ! And whenso'er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace ! HYMK CCLXI. S. M/ 1 ripriOU Judge of quick and dead, JL Before whose bar severe, With holy joy or guilty dread We all shall soon appear ; Our cautionM souls prepare For that tremendous day, And fill us now with watchful care. And stir us up to pray. & To pray and yait the hour. That awful hour unknown, When, rob'd in majesty and powV, Thou shak from heav'n come dowju Tli' immortal son of man, To judge the human race, Wi'h all thy Father's dszzlirg traiiJ, With all thy glorious grace.. 3 To damp cur earthly joys, T' increase our gracious fearer JtfDCMENT. 325 For ever let th' archangel's voice, Be sounding iu our ears, The solemn midnight cry, 11 Ye dead, ihe Judge is come : "Arise, and meet him in (he sky, " And meet your instant doom V* O may we then be found Obedient to thy word, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord : O may we thus insure A lot among the blest : And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest ! HYMN CCLXII. L. M. 1 TTJ E comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe; jlJL The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll $ How welcome to the faithful soul 1 2 From heav'n, angelic voices sound, See the almighty Jesus crown' d I Girt with omnipotence and grace, And glory decks the Saviour's face. :j Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own; The kingdoms all obey his word, \nd hail him their triumphant L#rd ! 32& DEATH Atf» 5 Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saiots of the Most High ; Our Lord who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns. HYMN CCLXIII. C. M. 1 npERRIBLE thought! shall I alone, I Who may be sav'd, shall I, Of all, alas 1 whom I have known, Through sin forever die ? 2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live, Joyful at God's right-hand appear, A blessing to receive j 3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band Dragg'd to the Judgment-seat, Far on the left, with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet t 4 While they en?oy their Saviour's love, Shall I be doom'd to hell ! While they sing hymns of praise above> Must I in torments dwell ? 5 Ah ! no ; I yet may turn and live, For still his wrath delays ; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve; And offers me his grace. 6 I will accept his offers now, From ev'ry sin depart ; Perform my oft-repeated vow. Ajwl render him my heart. JUDCMENT. 327 7 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus giv'n; Sure, if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heav'n. HYMN CCLXIV. 1 fTHHOU God of glorious majesty, 1 To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry : A half-awaken 'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die ! 2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand Secure, insensible ; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heav'nly place:, Or shuts me up in hell. 3 O God, mine inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart* Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, To tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness ! 4 Before me place in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt conifc To judge the nations at thy bar : And tell me, Lord, shall I be there T» meet a joyful deom ? 32S DEATH ANB 5 Be this my one great bus'm iss here r With serious iudustry and fear, Eternal bliss t' eu^ure ; Thine utmost counsel to fulfil ; To suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive. Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above ! Where faiih, is sweetly lost in sight And hope, in full supreme delight, And everlasting love. 'A HYMN CCLXV. C. IVL RISE and shine, O Zion fair, Behold thy light is come ; Thy glorious concju'ring king is near, To take his exiles home : The trumpet's thuud'ring thro' the sky, To set poor sinners free : The day of wouHers now is nigh. The year of jubilee. Ye heralds blow your trumpets loud, Throughout the earth and sky: Go, spread the news from pole to pole, Behold, the judgment's nigh : Blow out the sun, turn up the earth, Consume the rolling (lood : Whilst ev'ry star shall disappear, The moon turn into blood. JV»CMENT. 329 ) Arise, ye nations under ground, Before the Judge appear; All tongues, all languages shall come, Their final doom to hear : King Jesus on his azure throne, Ten thousand angels round; While Gabriel with his silver trump, Echoes the dreadful sound. The glorious news of gospel-grace, With sinners now is o'er; The trump in Zion now is still, And to be blown no more : The watchmen all have left their wallg, And with their flocks above ; On Canaan's happy shore they sing And shout redeeming love. Come all ye pilgrims of the Lord, Whose hearts are join'd in one ; Hold up your hands with courage bold, Your race is almost run : Above the clouds behold him stand, And smiling, bid you come ; Whilst angels beckon you away, To your eternal home. To see a pilgrim as he dies, < With glory in his view : To heav'n he lifts his longing ey#g, And bid the world adieu : Be 2 330 BEATH "AN» While friends stand weeping all around. And loth to let him go, He shouts with his expiring breath. And leaves them all below. 7 O Christians! are you ready now. To cross the narrow flood ? On Canaan's happy shore behold, And see a smiling God ! The dazzling charms of that bright world. Attract my soul above ; My tongue shall shout redeeming grace,. When perfected in love. 3 Go on, my brethren in the Lord, I'm bound to meet you there; Though you've to travel th' enchanted ground* Hold out, and do not fear ; Fight on, fight on, ye conqu'ring soule, The land keep still in view; And when you reach fair Canaan's shore* I hope to meet with you. HYMN CCLXVL C. M. JSTD must this body die, This well wrought frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie raould'ring in the clay ? 'A 2 Corrup'ion, earth, and worms, Sh^ll but refine this fl<-sh, Till ray triumphant spirit comes? To put it on afresh, JUDGMENT. 331 3 God my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array 'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, Be heav'nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love ; O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above. 6 Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sounds we raise With our immortal tongues. HYMN CCLXVII. C M. 1 A ND let this feeble body fail, j*\_ And let it faint or die; My soul shall quit the mournful vale,. And soar to worlds on high : Shall join the disembody'd saints, And find its long sought rest ; That only bliss for which it pants In the Redeemer's breast. 2 In hope of that immortal crown. i now the cross sustain ; And gladly winder up and down, And smile at toil and pain : 332 DEATH ANB I suffer on my threescore years Till ray deliverer come ; And wipe away his servant's tears^ And take his exile home. 3 O what hath Jesus bought for me ! Before my ravish'd eyes, Slivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise ! I see a world of spirits bright. Who taste the pleasures there i They all are rob'd in spotless white.,. And conqu'ring palms they bear. 4 O what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet, With that enraptur'd host t 1 appeal;, And worship at thy feet! Crive joy or grief, give ease or pais. Take life or friends away : But let me find them all again In that eternal day. HVMN CCLXVI1L 1 TTT APPY soul thy days are ended; J|_JL All thy mourniDg days below ; Go, by angel-guards attended, To the sight of Jesus, go. 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo ! the Saviour stands above ; Shews the purchase of his merit, Beaches out the crown of lor'r. JUDGMENT. 833 3 Struggle through th\ latest passion, To thy dear Redeemer's breast ; To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting lot. -4 For the joy he sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain ; Die, to live a life of glory ; Suffer with thy Lord to reign. HYMN CCLXIX. P. M. The thousand years of Christ's reign, or the nen jubilee. } "^""WTHAT round is this salutes my cor? f ▼ 'Tis Gabriel's trump methinks I hear. Th' expected day is come; Behold the heaven, the earth, and sea, Proclaim the year of Jubilee, Return ye exiles home. e" Behold the fair Jerusalem, Illuminated by the Lamb, In glory doth appear, Fair Zio j's rising from the tomb, To meet the bnd^room now he's come, When hails the Jubilee. 3 Transported with his bleeding charms, Ki >g Jesus takes her in his arms. She thus begins to sing ; From pit r of wo., an i fiery chains, Through floods of grief, exquisite pains, Behold the rising spring. 334 DEATH AND 4 As larks and linnets sweetly sing, All round the lulls and valleys ring, Safe from the fowler's snare ; A thousand years our souls shall dwell, And sing while sa^an's bound in hell, Which ends the Jubilee year. B The dragon is let loose once more, All round the earth his legions roar, He is for want again ; But he who sits upon the throne. Drives satanand his army down To darkness, fire, and pain, « The archangel's trumpet you shall hear, A gpcat white throne shall then appear. To unfold an awful scene : An angel turns the moon to blood, Blows out the sun, consumes the flood. And burns the broad terrene. 7 Depart ye cursed down to hell, From all my saints to bid farewell. Never to see my face ; My calls df love you have withstood, And trampled on my precious blood, And spurn'd at offerM grace, 5 Bee parents and their children part, Some shout for joy, some bleed at hearty Never to meet again ; In fiery chariot, Zion flies, And quickly gains the upper skies And Canaan's dazzling plajifs. JUDGMENT. 335 ^ My soul is striving to be there, I long to rise and wing the air And trace the sacred road : Adieu ! adieu, all mortal tilings O ! that I had an angel's wings, I'd quickly see my God. 10 Fly! gracious moments, fly, O fly I I thirst, I pant, I long, I try, Angelic joys to prove; Soon I shall q«it this house of clay. Clap my glad wings and soar away, And shout redeeming love. HXMN CCLXX. L. M* Separation. 1 MTi OME we that love the Lord indeed, \^J Who are from 6in and bondage freed Submit to all the ways of God, And walk this narrow, happy road, 2 „ Great tribulation you shall meet, But soon you'll walk the golden street, Tho' hell may rage and vent her spite, Yet Christ will save his heart's delight. 3 The happy day will soon appear, When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear, Sound thro' the earth, yea, down to hell. To oH the nations great and small. 336 DEATH AND 4 Behold the skies in burning flame, The trumpet louder still proclaim, The world must hear and know their doom^. The separation now is come, 6 Behold the righteous, marching home> And all the angels bid them come, Whilst Christ the Judge their joy proclaims. Here come my saints, I own their names. G Ye everlasting doors fly wide, Make ready to receive my bride ; Ye harps of heaven, come sound aloud, Here comes the purchase of my blood. 7 In grandeur see the royal lines, Whose glittering robes the sun outshines; See saints and angels join in one, And march in splendour round the throne- 3 They stand in wonder aud look on, And join in one eternal song, Their great Redeemer to admire, While rapture sets their hearts on fire'; ■an HYMN CCLXXI P. M. The dying Christian. soul is full of glory, aspiring my tongue. Could I meet with angels, I would sing them a song JUBGMENT. 337 I would sing of my Jesus And tell of his charms, And beg them to bear me To his loving arms. Methinks they're descending To hear while I sing, Well pleas'd to hear mortals Praising their king ; acgels ! O angels ! My soul's in a flame, 1 faint in sweet raptures At Jesus's name. O Jesus ! O Jesus ! Thou balm of my soulj 'Twasthou my dear Jesus, That made my heart whole : O briog me to view thee, Thou precious sweet King, In oceans of glory Thy praises to sing. O heaven ! sweet heaven. I long to be there, To meet all my brethren And Jesus my dear : Come angels, come angels, I'm ready to fly, Gome quickly convey me T* God in the skj. Ft 538 DffATH AN» 5 Sweet spirit attend me Till Jesus shall come, Protect and defend me Til: I amcallMhome; Though worms my poor bod j May claim as their prey, *TwiIl outshine when rising The sun at noon day. 6 The sun shall be darken'd, The moon turn'd to blood; The mountains all melt At the pretence of God ; Red lightnings may flash, Loud thunders may roar, All this cannot daunt me On Canaan's blest shores ? A glimpse of bright glory Surprises my soul, I sink iii sweet visions To view the bright goal : My soul while I'm singing Is leaping to go; This moment for heavea I'd le^ve all below. 6 Farewell, my dear brethren, My Lord bids me come, Farewell, my dear sisters, I'm now going home : JUDGMENT. 3&J Bright angels are whisp'ring So sweet in my ear, Away to my Saviour My spirit will bear. 9 I'm going, I'm going, But what do I see ? 'Tis Jesus in glory Appears unto met I'm going I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone 1 O glory t O glory ! 'Tie done, it is done! 10 To the regions of glory The spirit is fled, And left this poor body Inactive and dead ; With angelic armies In glory to blaze, 0n Jesus's beauties Forever to gaze. \ I When the six seals shall ope% The trumpet shall sound, To awake God's dear children That sleep undei' ground ; Their souls and their bodies Shall then join in one, ^ And each from their S iviour Receive a bright cr©w»« 340 BEATH AND HYMN CCLXXII. C. M. The sinner's complaint in a dying hour 1 #~k IS the king of terrors come, \J And must I, must I die ? O wretched state to fix my doom For death eternally. 2 How can I leare this mortal stage, And take my wretched flight, With all my sins, my hell and rage, To everlasting night 1 3, Ten thousand worlds I now would give For a few moments more : My fruitless wishes are to live ; My day of grace is o'er. 4 No way, no way to shun the stroke, The dreadful hour is come; My days are gone, my thread is broke, And awful is my doom. 5 Curst be th' alluring charms of sense ! I've lost my soul for you; And now must go, I'm hurried hence To bid your toys adieu. JUDGMENT 341 HYMN CCLXXIII. P. M. Warning. 1 CI TOP, poor sinner, stop and think, 7 J5 Before you farther go — Will you sport upon the brink Of future death or wo ? Hell beneath is gaping wide ! Vengeance waits the dread command, Soon to stop your sport and pride, And sink you with the damo'd. O be entreated now to stop, For unless you warning tak^\ Ere you are aware you'll drori Into the burning lake. 2 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to the bar; Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair : All your s^ns will round you crowd, Sins of bloody crimson die, „Back for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply ? O be entreated, &Ci 3 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will opnosid nt length will make you feel, He will not let you pass : Sinners then in vain will call, (Though they now despise his grace;) .Rocks and mountairjs, on us fall, And hide us from his face. O be entreated, &c. 5 But as yet there is a hope, That you may mercy know;. Though his arm is l'fted up, He still forbears the blow : It was for sinners Jesus Hy'd, Sinners he invites to come ; None who come shall be deoy'd; He says there yet is room. O be entreated, &c. HYMN CCLXXIV. C. M. Warning the Youth. I *0 EMEMBER, sinful youth, you must die, M%j y°u must di e > Remember, sinful youth, you must die, Bemember, sinfal youth, you must die* JUDGMENT. 34i> Remember, sinful youth, who hate the way of truth, And in your pleasures- boast you must die, &c. 2 Uncertain are your days here below, &c. Uncertain are your days here below ; Uncertain are your days for God has many ways To bring you to your graves here below, &c. *:i And if you travel doAvn the broad road,&c. And if you travel down the broad road, And if you travel doAvn to darkness you are bound, Eternally around the broad road, &c. 4 To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, &c. To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, To a dreadful judgment day, be your thoughts whate'er thejf may^ Kor can you it delay — you are bound, &c. 5 The God who built the skies, great I AM, &c. The God who built the skies, great I AM, The God who built the sky, has said, and can- not lie, Impenitents must die, and be damn'd, &c. 6 And O my friends, don't you, I entreat, &c. And O my friends, don't you, I entreat, And O my friends, don't you your carnal mirth pursue, Tour guilty souls undo— I entreat, &e. 344 PEATH ANA 7 Unto the Saviour flee, escape for life, ftp. Unto the Saviour flee, escape for life, -. Unto the Saviour flee, lest death eternal be,, Your final destiny — escape for life, escape for life. HXMN CCLXXV. C. H y The Day of Judgment, 1 PTTJHE great tremendous day's approaching. I That awful scene is drawing nigh ; Was long foretold by ancient phrophets, Decreed from all eternity. But O my soul, reflect and wonder! That awful scene is drawing near, When you shall see that great transaction, When Christ in judgment shall apr- \ 2 See nature stand all in amazement, To hear the last loud trumpet sound \ c Arise, ye dead, and cor^e to judgment, Ye nations of the world around 1 Loud thunders rumbling through the concave,. Bright forked lightnings part the skies ; . The heavens a-shaking, the earth a-quakingj The gloomy sight attracts mine eyes, 3 The orbit lamps, all veilM in saekclotlj, No more their shining circuits run$ The wheel of time stops in a moment. Eternal things are now began. JUDGMENT. 345 Huge ma?sy rocks and tow 'ring mountains Over their tumbling bases roar; f The raging ocean, all in commotion, Is hov'ring round her frighted shore. 4 Green turfy grave yards, and tombs of garble, Give up their dead, both small and great ; See the whole world, both saints and sinners, Are coming to the judgment-seat. See Jesus on the throne of justice, Come thund'ring down the parted skies, With countless armies of shining angels; With hallelujahs shout for joy. 5 Bright shining streams from his awful presence, His face ten thousand suns outshine ; Behold him coming in power and glory ; To meet him all his saints combine. Go forth, ye heralds, with speed like lightning. Call in my saints from distant lands, Thope that my blood from hell have ransom'd. W hose names in life's fair book do stand. 6 O come, ye blessed of my Father, The purchase of my dying love; Receive the crowns of life arid glory, Which are laid up for you above. For your dear souls which have continitM With me, nnd ray temptations bore, 1 have provided for you a kingdom; To reign with me for evermore. 346 DEATH AN© 7 There's flowing fountains of living water,; No sickness, pain, nor death to fear. No sorrows, sighing, no tears nor weeping- Shall ever have admittance here. But how will sinners stand and tremble, When justice calls them to the bar ! Those that reject his offer'd mercy, Their everlasting doom to hear. % See justice now, with indignation, Calling aloud for sinners' blood ; Those that have slighted offer'd mercy, And crucify V. the Son of God, Depart from me, ye cursed sinners ! My face you never more shall see : Be banish'd from my peaceful presence, To endless wo and misery. 9 Each guilty soul then struck with horror, And aoguish throbbing in their breast. Forever doom'd to endless sorrow, And never more to hope" for rest, Come, sinners, here's a faithful warning ; Return to Jesus while you may, For he is ready to forgive you, Or else you must depart away, HYNN CCLXXVI. C. M. Warning to Sinners, to flee from the ntrath to c0if. } TL/ST^TH love of pity I look round j V Upon my fellow clay ; See men reject the gospel sound, (Good God ! what shall I say I JUDGMENT. 347' 2 O sinners, sinners, will you hear, When in God's name I come ? Upon your peril don't forbear, Lest hell should be your doom. 3 Now is the time, th' accepted hour, O sinners ! come away ; The Saviour's knocking at your door; Arise without delay. 4 Do not refuse to give him room, Lest mercy should withdraw ; He'll then in robes of vengeance come To execute his law. 5 Then where, poor sinners will you be, If destitute of grace, When you your injur'd Judge shall see. And stand before his face. O ! could you shun that dreadful sight, How would you wish to fly To the dark shades of endless night From that all searching eye. 7 But death and hell must all appear^ And you amon.ker"s love, For there's a Saviour born. ^60 ^ca m &?&*$> HYMN CCLXXXVII. C. Mi 1, "^[XTHILE shepherds watch'd their flocfa»l)T ' ,» night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came dowrf, And glory shone around. % * Fear not, " said he ( for mighty dread Had seiz'd their troubled mind : ) 9 Glad tidings of great joy I bring * To you and all mankind. 3 " To you, in David's town, this day, "Is born of David's line, -" The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign ; 4 « The heav'nly babe you there shall find " To human view display'd, * All meanly wrappM in swathing-bands, •* And in a manger laid." $ Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Ap r >ear*d a shining throng Of angels, praising God, on high* And thus uddress*d their songj 6 " All glory be to God, on higb> ; " And to the earth be peace ; 4t Good-will henceforth from heaven tQ-njei ? " -Bedn and never cease. " HYMN CGLXXXVIII. P. M. ' X7^R° M tne regions of love, lo ! an angel descended, And told the strange news, how the babe was attended ; Go shepherds and visit this wonderful stranger, See yonder bright star — there's your Lord in 8 manger. «HORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb Who has purchas'd our pardon, We will praise him again When we pass over Jordan. 2 Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation, Glad tidings of joy, now behold your salvation! Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voi- ces, And shout the Redeemer, while heaven rejoices. Hallelujah, &c. 3 Now glory to God, in the highest is given, Now glory to God, is re-echoed through hea fc ven : Around the whole earth, let as tell the glad sto- And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory. Hallelujah, &c. i Ep.raptur'd I burn with delight and desire, Such love so divine, sets my son) all on fire ; Hh 362 PASTORAL. Around the bright throne ; hosannas are rtjag- O when shall I join them, and ever be sing- ing- Hallelujah, &c. 5 Triumphantly ride in my chariot victorious And conquer with love, O Jesus all glorious : Thy banners unfurl let the nations surrender, And own thee their Saviour, their God and de- fender. Hallelujah, &c. PASTORAL. HYMN CCLXXXI . L. M. ESUS, thy wand'riug sheep behold ! See, Lord, with yearning bowels see Poor souls that cannot find the fold, Till sought and gather'd in by thee. j 2 Lost are they now, and scattered wide, In pain, and weariness, and want : "With no kind Shepherd near, to guide The sick, and spiritless, and faint. 3 Thou, only thou, the kind and good, And sheep-redeeming Shepherd art ; Collect thy flock, aud give them food And pastors after thine own heart. PASTORAL. 363 A Give the pure word of gen'ral grace, And great shall be the preachers' crowd : Preachers who all the sinful race, Point to the all-atoning blood. f> Open their mouth, and utt'rance give, Give them a trumpet-voice to call A world, who all may turn and live, Through faith in him who dy'd for all. 6 In ev'ry messenger reveal The grace they preach divinely free ; That each may by thy Spirit tell, " He dy'd for all who dy'd for me.'' 7 A double portion from above, Of that all-quick'ning spirit impart; Shed forth thy universal love In ev'ry faithful Pastor's heart. 8 Thine only glory let them seek, O let their hearts with love o'erflow; Let them believe, and therefore speak, And spread thy mercy's praise below. HYMN CCXC. C. M. True Liberty given by Christ. HARK ! for 'tis GoW's own Son that calls To life and liberty ; Transported fall before his feet, Who makes the prisoners free. 364 PASTORAL, Z The cruel bonds of sia he breaks, And breaks old Satan's chain ; Smiling he deals those pardons round? Which frees from endless pain. 3 Into the captive heart he pours His spirit from on high ; We lose the terrors of the slave, And Abba Father cry. 4 Shake off your bonds, and sing his grace ; The sinner's friend proclaim, And call on all around to seek True freedom by his name. 5 Walk on at large, till you attain Your Father's house above ; There shall you wear immortal crowns, And sing immortal love. HYMN CCXCI. P. M. 1 fTOLY God, and hast thou sent JlJ_ Me here to preach to-day ; O baptize my soul with fire, And point me out the way : When I draw the gospel bow, Jesus let thine arrows fly, May each siuner feel this day That thou for him didst die. 2 Lord we have assembled here, To hear what thou wouldst say ; Some come from the east and west, Yea north and south, to pray ; PASTORAL. 365 11" I am sent to preach tli v word. Holy God display th> pow'p, And may we hate i Pen ecost A sweet refreshing show'r. I Sinners, Lord, arc trembling flow, Tlie trars arc trickling down, ki e i coovi< tiou decks their brow. While they b< hold thy frown. for justify iu^ grace, () (or thy converting pow'r, Lord we beg for Jesus' sake A sweet refreshing show'r. 4 Here backsliding Peter too, That left the narrow way, O my Lord, shall they be riamn'd ? Shall they be devil's prey ? If there's mercy for their souls, O now reach them by thy pow'r ; Lord, we beg for Jesus' sake, A sweet refreshing show'r. 5 Here are some, though justified, Who feel their inbred sin, And they long to see the day, When they shall be made clean. O for sanctifying grpce, O for purifying pow'r ; Lord, we beg for Jesus' sake* A sweet refreshing show'r. m* 366 PASTORAL. 6 Lord of Heav'n and earth descend And feed thy Lambs to-day, Help us in thy name to preach, To hear, to see and pray. O for streams of err ce and love, O for floods of life and pow'r, Lord, we beg for Jesus' sake, A sweet and gospel show'r. •c HYMN CCXCII. P. M. Meeting before the Tin one of God. OME on, my fellow pilgrims come And let us all be hast'ning home ; We soon shall land on yon blest shore, Where pains and sorrows are no more ; There we our Jesus shall adore, Forever blest. 2 What though our way to Zion be Beset with pain and poverty, What though temptations us assail, Though fo°s increase and friends do fail, The Lord's our friend, we'll cry all hail ! Forever blest. 3 O what a joyful meeting, when Wi'h all the saints and righteous meu. And with the uumcrous angels too, We sing the song forever new, ^jj,d still have Jesus in our view, Forever blett. I'ASTORAL. 367 jNo period then our joy shall know, Secure from every mortal foe ; No sickness there, no want or pain, Shall e'er disturb our rest again, When with Immanuel we reign Forever blest. HYMN CCXCIII. P. M. What think ye of Christ ? 1 W^H AT think ye of Christ ? is the tesi 7f To try both your state and your scheme: You cannot be right in the rest, Unless you think lightly of him. As Jesus appears iu your vieAV. As he is belov< d or not; So God is disposed to you, And mercy or wrath is your lot. 2 Some take him a creature to be, A man, or an angel at most ; Sure these have not feelings like me, Nor know themselves wretched and lost: So guilty, so helpless am I, I durst not confide in his blood, Nor on his protection rely, Unless I were sure he is God. 3 Some call him a Saviour in word, But mix their own works with the plan ; And hope he his help will afford, When they have done aft* that they can 308 FASTORAL. If doings prove rather too light, (A little they own they may fail) They purpose to make up full weight, By casting his name in the scale. -4 Some style him the peari*f great price. And say he's the fountain of joys; Ye feed upon folly and vice, And cleave to the world and its toys; Like Judas, the Saviour they kiss, And while they salute him, betray; Ah I what will profession like this Avail in that terrible day. 5 If ask'd what of Jesus I think ? Though still my best thoughts are but poor. I say lie's my meat and my drink, My life, and my strength, and my store; My sb%'nerd, my husband, my friend, My Saviour from sin and from thrall; My hope from beginning to end, My portion, my Lord, and my all. HYMN CCXCIV, C. M. Reign of Christ. 1 "grTASTEN, O Lord, the latter day, JOL When grace shall reign alone, 1 And ail the nations of the world Shall bow before thy throne. 2 Then shall pure converts crowd thy gates, Press to the gospel sound, And grace eternal sweetly shine, To ravish all around. PASTORAL. 36i> { Then shall the watchmen of the Lamb Raise the dear cross on high, And from a clear refulgent light, Shall all see eye to eye. 4 Now shall the glorious gospel fly, To sound the Saviour forth; And faith, aud love, ami joys divine Shall run through all the earth. .5 Then war shall cease, and wrath subside. Aud peace immortal flow ; And saints unite in joy and peace, And glory reign below. 6 Lord, we would bless thee for a a y, Of such triumphant grace, That leads to everlasting day, Aud pure eternal bliss. HYMN CCXCV. L. M. Composed by a young Minister upon his own ex- ercise, while he tvas going to preach for the first- time. 1 f\ LORD, I pray that thou wilt show \f Whether that I am call'd to go And sound the gospel trumpet loud, To high and low, to meek and proud. 2 When I before the people stand, O Lord, I ask it at thy hand, To chain my tongue in silence tight.. If thus to speak I am not right. 370 PASTORAL. 3 But if thou say'st unto me, Go, O may thy Spirit sweetly flow luto my soul, and my tongue loose ! Then I'll proclaim the joyful news: 4 Peace on the earth, to men good will ; Come, all who thirst, and drink your fill ; Come, taste of Jesus' dying love, And you shall reign with him above. 5 But if you will refuse to come, Christ will declare your dreadful doom, Depart from me, I know you not, From my fair book your name I'll blot. 6 Depart from me; it is too late: You've spent your day, and fix'd your state In darkness, blackness, and despair, And nodeliv'rance you shall share. HYMN CCXCVI. S. M. 1 TX^ W beauteous are their feet, 3jL Who stand on Zioirs hill, That bring Salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice, So sweet the tidings are : " Zion, behold thy Saviour King ; w He reigns and triumphs here 1" 3 How happy are our ears, That 'near this joyful sound ; Which kings and prophets waited for, Aud sought, but never found ! PASTORAL. 371 4 Now blessed are our eyes, That see this heav'nly light ; Prophets and kings desir'd it long, But dy'd without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. The Lord makes bare his arm, Through all the earth abroad : Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 'S HYMN CCXCVII. C. M. A wedding Hymn. IXCE Jesus freely did appear To grace a marriage-feast ; O Lord, we ask thy presence here, To make a wedding-guest. 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, Who now have plighted hands ! Their union wkh thy favour crown, And bless the nuptial bands. 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, Of all rich dowries best ! Their substance bless, and peace bestow; To sweeten all the rest. 372 PASTORAL. 4 In purest love their souls unite, That they with christian care, May make domestic burdens light, By taking each their share. 5 True helpers may they prove indeed. In pray'r and faith, and hope : And see. with joy, a godly seed, To build their household up : 6 As Isaac and Rebecca, give A pattern chaste and kind ; So may this marry'd couple live, # And die in friendship join'd. 7 On ev'ry soul assembled here, O make thy face to shine ; Thy goodness more our hearts can cheer Than richest food or wine. HYMN CCXCV1II. P. M. \ M~\tm guns and our swords we'll send home \J to perdition, For that is the place from whence murder first came, We profess to have union with our precious Abel, And resolved to have nothing to do with old Cain. CHORUS. March along, march along, O ye sous of the Jubilee, March ye along, and win the gospel field, Pastoral. 37S March along, march along, O ye sons of the ju- bilee, Ye must not give over, ye never must yield. 2 Old Esau he hunts, while Jacob gains the blessing, For God in his wisdom has ordered it so, The one stays at home, while the others forced to travel, But God is still with him wherever he goes. March along, march along, &c. 3 Beat your swords into ploughshares, your spears into pruning hooks, For this is a work that's both generous and brave, For love is the standard of every true christian, It is all their delight precious souls for to save. March along, march along, &c. 4 True love is delightful, but murder is cruel— * Love comforts the heart, and it's better than wine ; The exploits of the warrior ay ill never make him happy, Men never arc happy but when they are kind. March along, march along, &c. y Then flock up to the standing of love undefilcd - And then you'll know something of Christ's royal law : He says if you love me then keep my com- mandments, * n d f will be with you 'wherever you go. Mnrrh along, narHi afofts* &c> Ii 374 PASTORAL. HYTMN CCXCIX. P. M. 1 'V'E sons of the main, ye that sail o'er the X flood, Whose sins, big as mountains, hare reach'd up to God, Remember the short voyage of life soon will end, Now come brothersailor make Jesusyonr friend, 2 Look astern on your life, see your wake mark'd with sin, Look ahead! see what torments you'll soon founder in; The hard rocks of death will soon beat out your keel, Then your vessel and cargo will all sink to hell. 3 Lay by your old compass, 'twill do you no good. It ne'er will direct you the right way to God* Mind your helm, brother sailor, and don't fall asleep, Watch and pray, night and day, lest you sink in the deep. 4 Spring your luff, brothersailor, the breeze now is fair ; Trim your sail to the wind, and those torrents you'll clear. Thy leading star, Jesus, keep full in your view, "you'll weather the danger, he'll guide you safe through. PASTORAL. 3T5 jt Renounce your old captain, the devil straight" way, The crew that you sail with, will lead you astray* Desert their black colours, come under the red, Where Jesus is captain, to conquest be led. (5 His standard's unfurl'd, see it wave through the air, And volunteers coming from far off and near ; JNfow's the time brother sailor, do longer delay, Embark now with Jesus, good wages he'll pay* 7 The bounty he'll give when the voyage doth begin, Is Justification and freedom from 6in ; Good usage he'll give, while we sail or the way, And shortly you'll anchor in Heaven's broad bay. 2 In the harbour of glory, forever you'll ride, Free from quicksands, and dangers, and sin's rapid tide ; Waves of death cease to roll, and tempests are o'er; The hoarse breath of Boreas dismast thee no more. S Thy tarpawliDg jacket 10 longer you'll wear, But robes of bright glory all shining and fair, A crown on thy head that would dazzle the" sun, And from glory to glory eternally ruir, 376 PASTORAL. HYMN CCC. S. M< Handed to Mr. Elliott after preaching, by a young m^R not known. 1 ~H" HEARD the Saviour's voice, JL When in the bloom of youth ; But I must make a wretched choice. And shun the way of truth. 2 And fight against my God, For sin hath blinded me ; Nor could my faith discern the blood ; That flow'd from Calvary. 3 But with the sinful race, Still rushing down the steep ; While others would receive his grace. And his commandments keep. 4 I promised at length, To read his blessed word ; But trusted in myself for strength, To love and serve the Lord. 5 Soon in afflictions flood, I was o'erwhelm'd in grief, But still refus'd the Saviour's blood, That came to my relief. 6 When on the boist'rous main, Wash'd by the tow'ring wave ; In that terrific hour he came Aud snatch'd me from the grave. 7 Still I pursu'd the road. That leads to endless woe ; In darkness there to take abode^ And never mercy know. PASTORAL 377 8 Yet conscience did foresee, Which heighten'd all my fears ; And christians would my grief renew. With sympathizing teare. 9 Ala« am I astray ? Have I of grace been born ? Why does the night abscond the day, Why am I thus forlorn P 10 The terror of his word Ne'er broke this stony heart, For when I once distrust the Lord, His spirit doth depart. 1 1 Themes doth my heart possess, And si a is my pursuit ; Therefore the seed of righteousness, Can never bear its fruit. 12 Yet sin like mountains rise, To fright my soul away, And unbelief doth blind my eyes, How then can sinners pray. 13 If there is no other pool But that of Jesus blood, Then take O Lord my sin-sick soul And wash it in that flood. 14 Remove each mountain sin, And drive each cloud away ; O let thy spirit enter in, And teach me how to pray* H2 378 PASTORAL. 1 5 O Lord i do not depart, But hear a sinners prayer ; O may thy spirit rule my heart. And dwell for ever there. 16 Great God thy just awards, How dare I thus to scan, When thou hast sent the Lord To rescue sinful man, 1 7 Then for his sake alone Do thou the dead revive, For thou canst break the heart of stone^ And kill and make alive. Y HYMN CCCI. On the death of a young woman, OUNG people hear and I will tell, A soul I fear has gone to hell J A woman who was young and fair, Who dy*d in sin and black despair. 2 Her tender parents oft did pray, For her poor soul from day to day, And gave her counsel, good advice, But she delighted still in vice. -!? 1 3 She'd go to frolics, dance and play, In spite of all her friends would say, " 1*11 turn to God when I am old, ft And then he will receive my sooT." PASTORAL. 379 4 At length I heard the spirit say, Thou sinful wretch forsake thy way, Now turn to God, or you shall dwell, Forever in the flames of hell. 5 I am too young, she then replied, My comrades all will me deride, The spirit then bid her farewell, I fear, consign'd this wretch to hell. 6 It was not long 'till death did come, And calPd this hopeless sinner home, And when upon her dying bed, She call'd her friends and thus she said. ,7 My friends I bid you all farewell, I die, I die, I sink to hell, There I must lie, and scream and roar, I'm lost and daran'd forevermore. 8 Her tender parents she address'd, I hope your souls will both be bless'd* Tour dying child you now may see, Who soon will be in misery. 38Q HYMN CCCII. P. M. 1 CI EE the men of the world they look down J3 with disdain, But you know my dear friends they are not born again, Their hearts are unholy, their souls full of pride^ But the day is approaching when they'll want to hide. 2 From the presence of God whom they now do despise And provoke him always with their oaths and their lies For their laughing, and scoffing, and sporting, and sinning, They'll have for to dwell in the regions of ruio. 3 When the graves are all open and judgment is set, Then how the poor sinners will weep and la: ment ; They'll say I have sinned, and would not have grace, So now I am driven from Jesus's face. 4 Come ye rocks and ye mountains, come fall on my head, And kesp me from Judgment for that I do dreads My works are unrighteous and I'm all unclean. I am rained for ever my soul is undone. 381 J O iiic thoughts of hells fixe 1k>w it pierces my soul, Could I live once again I would do so no more ; I am ruined for ever, my soul is undone, And this is the end of the race I have run. As I travelled through life I chose what I would, I hated God's saints and despis'd what wra* good, But uow they're exalted while I am cast away. O that I had been banished and never seen day. HYMN CCCIII. Dismission. 1 1 • ORD dismiss us with a blessing, JLi Fill our hearts with joy and peace, Let us each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : O refresh us! Trav'ling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound, May the fruit of thy salvation, In our hearts and lives abound : May thy presence, With us ever more be found. 8 So whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels wings to heaven., Glad to leave our cumb'rous clay, May we ready, Rise and reign ia endless day. 382 HYMN CCCIV C. M. Exhortation to Backsliders. I T> ACKSLIDERS, who your mis'ry fee), JO Attend your Saviour's call ; Return, he'll your backslidings heal ; O crown him Lord of all. l > Tho' crimson sin increase your guilt. And painful is your thrall; For broken hearts his blood was spilt j O crown him Lord of all. 3 Take with you words, approach his throne. And low before him fall ; He understands the spirts groan ; O crown him Lord of all. 4 Whoever comes he'll not cast out, Although your faith be small; His faithfulness you cannot doubt ; O crown him Lord of all. HYMN CCCV. WAK'D by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in guilt and thrall I found, I knew not what to do; O'erwhelm'd with guilt, with anguish slais, The sinner must be born again, Or sink in endless woe. 'A 383 2 Aiaaz'tl I stood but could not teM, Which way to shun the gates of hell, For death and hell drew near; I strove, indeed, but strove in vain; The sinner must be born again, Still sounded in my ear. 3 Then to the lav/ I trembling fle<\, It pour'd its curses on my head, I no relief could find ; This fearful truth I found remain, The sinner must be born again, O'erwhelm'd my troubled mind. 4 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, And guilt lay heavy on my soul, A vast un wieldly load : Alas ! I read and found it plain, The sinner must be born again, Or drink the wrath of God. > The saints I heard with rapture tel£ How Jesus couquer'd death and hell. And broke the fowler's snare : But when I found this troth remain. The sinner must be born again, I sunk in deep despair. 6 While Ihus my soul in anguish lay, Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd that way, I felt his pity move; The sinner by his justice slain,- Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. 384 To heav'n the joyful tidings flew, The angels tun'd their harps anew. And loftier sounds did raise : All hail the Lamb that once was slaiR, VJnnumber'd millions born again, Shall shout thine endless praise. HYMN CCCVI. The heavenly Jerusalem. 1 TERUSALEM, my happy home, tf O how I long for thee ! When will my sorrows have au end ; Thy joys when shall I see ? 2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, Most glorious to behold ! Thy gates are richly set with pearl. Thy streets are pav'd with gold. 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant green My study long have been ; Such sparkling light, by human sigh 1 ? Has never yet been seen. 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, Why should I stay from thence ? AVhat folly 'tis, that I should dread To die and go from hence ? 5 Reach down, reach down thine arm of gF$r e r And cause me to ascend Where congregations ne'er break up. And sabbaths never end. 385 fr Jesus, my love, to glory's gone, Him will I go and see, And all my brethren here belou , Will soon come after me. 3 My friends I bid you all adieu, I leave you in God's care ; And if I here no more see you, Go on, I'll meet you there. 3 There we shall meet and no more pari, And heav'n shall ring with praise, While Jesus' love in every heart Shall tune the song Free Grace. 9 Millions of years around may ruu, Our song shall still go on ; To praise the Father and the Son And Spirit three in one. It) When we've been there ten thousand years* Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we first begun. HYMN CCCVII. C. M. An old sinner dying in despair. BEHOLD the man three score and ten,. Upon a dying bed ; Has run his race and got no grace, An awfttlsigbt indeed. sad ft Poor man, he lies in sore surprise, And thus be doth complain : No grace I've got, and I cannot Recal my time again. 3 This i6 the truth, I've spent my youth In sinful sports and mirth; Put far away the evil day, And scarcely thought on death. 4 My conscience then could not refrain, « But gave me many a check ; But wilfully I put him by, His voice I did reject. 5 God's spirit came once and again To me from realms above ; Alas ! but I would not comply \ I griev'd the heavenly dove. 6 In middle age did I engage In the affairs of life; Some wealth to gain, that might sustain My children and my wife. 7 This wordly care did prove a snare,' The devil led me on ; And now, alas, this is the case^ My day of grace is gone. $ My sins are all, both great and smalls Before my fixed eye ; And I must go to endless woe.< To burn eteroanv.. 387 § U dreadful hell where I must dwell God's vengeance reigneth there : I yield my breath to cruel death. In horror and despair. 10 My glass is run, and I'm undone, No mercy can I find ; And instautly the man doth die, And leave no hope behind. 11 An awful sight, God grant it might A warning be to all ; To r eek God's face for saving grace, And hearken to his call. HYMN CCCVIII. L. M. The Young Lady's Experience. 1 "WTOUXG ladies all, I pray draw near, 1 Listen awhile and you shall hear How sin and satan both did try To land my soul in misery. 2 I, like the rest of human kind, Was born hi sin, both deaf and blind; And as my days advanc'd I grew The more debas'd, and form'd for woe. 3 That darling sin I did commit, Was that which some delight in yet, That henious sin, call'd civil mirth, God threatens with his dreadfnl curse t 388 Full eighteen years around did roll Before I thought on my poor soul ; Which makes me shudder when I think How near I was upon the brink. I often times to church did go, My beauty and fine clothes to show; But on my soul I took no thought, Though Jesus had it dearly bought. length I heard a Baptist preach, His words quite through my heart did reach ; said I must be born again If ever heaven Fd obtain. 7 To keep the law to work I went, But found I fail'd in every point ; The law appea? 'd so just and true, Not one good duty could I de. 8 In silent watches of the night, In secret places where I might, Upon my knees pour out my grief, And pray to God for some relief. £ My uncle said dorft be so dull, Come, go with me to yonder ball j I'll dress you up in s'lks so fine, And make you heir of all that's mine. 10 Dear uncle, that will neve? do. That only will augment my woe; For I'm resnlv'd to seek the Lord, Perhaps Ire may his helfi afford. 389 1 1 Well, if you are resolv'd to turn, And after silly bablers run, Noue of my portion you shall have, I will it to some others give. 1 2 Well, I'm resolv'd to seek the Lord> Perhaps he may his aid afford : Come, help me mourn my wretched case 5 My soul is lost without free grace. 13 Thus in my great extremity, When almost helpless I did lie, J thought I heard a low still voice Saying, Arise, in me rejoice ! 14 Immediately my soul did rise On wings of faith above the skies : I count all earthly things but dross. For glory in my Saviour's cross. 15 I'm not asham'd fcoown my Lord, Since me he doth his aid afford ; I value no man's scoffs nor forwn, J hope to wear a starry crown. 1 6 Come you that love his works and ways, Come join with me to sing his praise But I must try to praise him best, I've run so deep in debt to grace, 390 HYMN CCCIX. C. M. 1 #"1 HRJST'S manhood is a temple, where \J The eternal God doth rest ; Our Christ, he is the sacrifice, Our Christ, he is the priest. 2 Having found this pearl of great price, Our hearts do sing for joy : And pray we must, a Christ we have; O ! what a Christ have we ? 3 Our Christ he is the Lord of Lords; He is the King of kings ; He is the Son of righteousness, With healing in his wings. A Christ is our Father and our God, Our brother and our love ; Our head, our hope, our joy, our crows, x Our advocate above. 5 Our Christ he is the heav'n of heav'us, Our Christ what shall we call ? Our Christ is first, our Christ is last, Our Christ is all in all I T 391 HYMN CCCX C. M. HERE is a heaven o'er yonder skies, A heaven where pleasure never dies; A heaven I sometimes hope to see, But fear again 'tis not for me. But Jesus, Jesus, is my friend, O hallelujah, Hallelujah, Jesus, Jesus, is my friend. 2 The way is difficult and straight, And narrow is the gospel gate; Ten thousand dangerg are therein, Ten thousand snares to take me in. But Jesus, &c. 3 I travel through a world of foes, Through conflicts sore my spirit goes, The tempter cries I ne'er shall stand, Nor reach fair Canaan's happy land. But Jesns, &c. .i The way of danger I am in, Beset with devils, men and sin j But in this way thy track 1 see, And mark'd with blood it seems to be. Sweet Jesus, &c. 5 Come life, come death, come then what will* His footsteps I will follow still, Through dangers thick and hell's alarms I shall be safe in his dear arms. O Jesus, &c. 6 Then, O my soul, arise and sing, Yonder's thy Saviour, Friend and King, With pleasing smiles he now looks down, And cries, " press on, and here's the crown.'*" O Jesus. &c. 392 7 " Prove faithful then a few more days^ Fight the good fight and win the race; And then thy soul with me shall reig» 9 Thy head a crown of glory gain." O Jesus,