FROM THE LIBRARY OF. REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY DWtfrioa SO C Scctlo* *P W I SEAMEN'S HYMNS AND JUL 7 1936 A I>K\ nTUNAL A^StS ^ > fti/nnii PREPAR B I) UNDER THE DIRECTION OF Till] AMERICAS 3BAMEN ? S FRIEND SOCIETY, AND / NEW YORK PORT SOCIETY. NEW YORK: PI^BLISHEP BY THE AMERICAN SEAMEN'S FRIEND S'X'IETY. 8 W ALL S TB B ET. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1859, By.IVISON & PHINNEY In the Clerk^ Office of the District Court of the United States, for the Southern District of New York. HYMNS. THE SCRIPTURES. c. M. L • The Bible suited to our Wants. 1 FATHER of mercies ! in thy word What endless glory shines? * For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines 2 Here, the fair tree of k.. ~wledge grow* And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knowa Invite the longing taste. 3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life, and everlasting joy a Attend the blissful sound. 4 Oh ! may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord ! Be thou for -ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. ) L. M ^ • Prophecy and Inspiration. 1 »T WAS by an order from the Lord, The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire HYMNS. 2 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure loo* On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 3 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost, and vanish in the wind ; Here I can fix my hope secure ; This is thy word, and must endure. ) CM. -J» The Holy Scriptures. 1 LADEN with guilt, and full of fears, I fly to thee, my Lord ! And not a glimpse of hope appears, But in thy written word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all rny grief assuage ; Here I behola my Saviour's face, Almost in every page. 3 Here, consecrated ™" .„er flows, To quench my tnirst of sin ; Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows ;— No danger dwells therein. 4 This is the judge that ends the strife. Where wit and reason fail ; — My guide to everlasting life, Through all this gloomy vale. 5 Oh ! may thy counsels, mighty God . My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to thy right hand. L. M. A Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 1 NOW let my soul, eternal King ! To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee, with humble homage, bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below, and worlds above; But, in thy blessed word, I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 4 THE SCRIPTURES. 3 There, what delightful truths I read ! There, I behold the Saviour bleed : His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my lab'ring conscience peace ; Raises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. b For love like this, Oh ! let my song, Through endless years, thy praise prolong , Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. * CM. / • Revelation welcomed. 1 HAIL, sacred truth ! whose piercing raya Dispel the shades of night ; Diffusing, o'er the mental world, The healing beams of light 2 Jesus ! thy word, with friendly aid, Restores our wandering feet ; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. 3 Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad, In all their radiant blaze ; And bid th* admiring world adore The glories of thy grace. L. M. The Blessings of the new Covenant 1 GOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known ; Where love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here, sinners of an humble frame May taste his grace, and learn his name f May read, in characters of blood, The wisdom, power and grace of God. 3 Here, faith reveals, to mortal eyes, A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here, shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. 6 8 HYMNS. 4 Oh ! grant us grace, almighty Lord ! To read and mark thy holy word, Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 5 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near mine eye,— Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage. • L. M. • A written Revelation. \ LET everlasting glories crown Thy head, my {Saviour, and my Lord ! Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in thy word. 9. In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ; With long despair the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. 3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! How wise and holy thy commands ! Thy promises — how firm they be ! How firm our hope and comfort stands ! 4 Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith, with treacherous art, I 'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. L. M. The Power of Truth. 1 THIS is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above ; Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. 2 This remedy did wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind ; — This sovereign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruined creature, man. 8 The gospel bids the dead revive, — Sinners obey the voice, and live ; Dry bones are raised, and clothed afresh, And hearts of stone are turned to flesh. GOD. 4 May but this grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze, and hat*' me too; The word that saves me doth engage A sure defence from all their rage. GOD. Q L M •J • Existence of God. 1 THERE is a God !— all natme speaks, Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies ; See ! — from the clouds his glory breaks. When earliest beams of morning rise! 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, Throughout the world's extended frame. Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er ! Confess the footsteps of your God ; Bow down before him and adore. 10 c M I v/» Creation and Providence. 1 LORD ! when my raptured thought survey? Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 On me thy providence hath shone With gentle, smiling rays; Oh ! let my lips and life make known Thy goodness and thy praise. 4 All-bounteous Lord ! thy grace impart ; Oh ! teach me to improve Thy gifts, with ever-grateful heart, And crown them with thv love. 11. HYMNS. H. M. Perfections of God's Government 1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns ; His throne is built on high ; The garments he assumes Are light and majesty : His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His wrath and justice stanl To guard his holy law : And where his love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Through all his perfect work, Surprising wisdom shines ; Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their cursed designs : Strong is his arm — and shall fulfill His great decrees — his sovereign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend, — And will ne write his name, My Father and my Friend 1 I love his name, — I love his word : Join, all my powers ! and praise the Lord, 1 o c M t & • God, the Creator. 1 ETERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise, Thee the creation sings ; With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. 2 How wide thy hand hath spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad , GOD. Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder — God. 5 But still, the wonders of thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pit? divine, in Jesus' face, We Be^ adore, and love. 1 tJ 9 God's eternal Dominion. 1 GKEAT God ! how infinite art thou • What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made : Thou art the ever-living (rod, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view ; To thee there *s nothing old appears — Great God ! there 's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn. And vexed with trifling cares ; While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow And pay their praise to thee. I A " M L H^« Praise from ail Creation. 1 ANGELS ! assist to sing The honors of your God ; Touch every tuneful string. And sound his name abroad : Come, pour the trembling notes along; And swell the grand immortal song £ And, ye of meaner birth ! Your joyful voices raise ; Inhabitants of earth ! Your groat Creator praise : Let your hosannas joyful rise, And shake the earth and pierce the skies. 10 HYMNS. 3 Let day and dusky night, In solemn order, join His praises to recite, And speak his power divine : Let every hill and every vale Re-echo with the sacred tale. 4 Let every creature sing The honors of our God ; Touch every tuneful string, And spread his praise abroad : Come, pour the trembling notes along ; And swell the universal song. 1 A * M JL tJ • Majesty of God. 1 COME, O my soul ! in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; But Oh ! what tongue can speak his fame 1 What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres, He glory, like a garment, wears ; To form a robe of light divine Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shines , His works, through all his wondrous frame. Bear the great impress of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul ! his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds repeat the song. I U, Praise for temporal Mercies. 1 PRAISE to God ! — immortal praise. For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous scource of every joy ! Let thy praise our tongues employ. 2 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; — All that liberal autumn pours From her rich, o'erilowing stores; — GOD. 11 3 These to that dear source we owe, Whence our sweetest comforts flow ; These, through all my happy days. Claim my cheerful songs of praise. 4 Lord ! to thee my soul should raise Grateful, never-ending praise ; And, when every blessing 's flown, Love thee for thyself alone. 17 8M J I • Praise to the Creator. 1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God ! How wondrous is thy name ! Thy glories, how diffused abroad. Through all creation's frame ! 2 Nature, in every dress, Her humble homage pays ; And does, a thousand ways, express Her undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing Her great Creator too ; Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the homage due. 4 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And oft to God my soul ascend, In grateful songs of praise. 18 H. M. Rejoicing in Goo. 1 TO your Creator, God, Your great preserver, raise, Ye creatures of his hand ! Your highest notes of praise : Let every voice Proclaim his power, His name adore, And loud rejoice. 2 Let every creature join To celebrate his name, And all their various powers Assist th* exalted theme : 12 HYMNS. Let nature raise, From every tongue, A general song Of grateful praise. 3 But Oh ! from human tongues Should nobler praises flow; An d every thankful heart With warm devotion glow ■ Your voices raise Above the rest ; Ye highly blest ! Declare his praise. 4 Assist me, gracious God ! My heart, my voice inspire , Then shall I grateful join The universal choir : Thy grace can raise My heart, my tongue, And tune my song To lively praise. to c M 1 *J • Wonders of God's Love. 1 YE humble souls ! approach youi Gcd With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, supremely good ; And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move ; Buf nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son To ransom rebel-worms ; 'T is here he makes his goodness known, In its diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord ! we come, 'T is here our hope relies ; — A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard. The souls that trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward, With bliss divinely free. GOD. 13 6 Great God ! to thine almighty love. What honors shall we raise \ Not all lh' angelic >ove Can render - 20 The gtoi a if Chd in Creation. 1 THE God of nature and of grace In all hi- p pears ; His goodlier the earth we trace. His grandeur in the spheres. 2 Behold this fair ana fertile globe, By him in wisdom planned ! 'T was he who gird< d, like a robe, The ocean round the laud. 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye ; Thither his path pursue ; His glory, boundless as the sky, O'erwhelms the wondering view. 4 How excellent, () Lord ! thy name, In all creation's lines ! Spread through eternity, thy fame With rising lustre shines. 5 These lower works that swell thy praise, High as our thoughts can tower, Are but a portion of thy ways, — The hiding of* thy power. 6 Millions before thy presence stand, Who feel, while they adore, Fulness of joy, at thy right hand, And pleasures evermore. Us. Tlie Mer -y of God. 21. 1 THY mercy my God ! is the theme or my song. The joy of my heart, an I the boast of my tongue; Free grace hath alone, from the first to the last, Secured my affections, and bound my soul fast 2 Thy mercy, has vanquished my obdurate hearU That wonders to feel its own hardness depart: 14 HYMNS. Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the ground, And weep to the praise of the mercy I 've found. 3 The door of thy mercy stands open all day, To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way No sinner shall ever a place be denied, Who comes seeking mercy through Jesus that died, 4 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell j Its glories I '11 sing, and its wonders I '11 tell : 'T was Jesus, my friend, when he hung on the tree, Who opened the fountain of mercy for me. 22. S. M. God, all and in all 1 MY God, my life, my love ! To thee, to thee I call ; I cannot live, if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 3 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 4 Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford ; No, not a drop of real joy. Without thy presence, Lord ! 5 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll, The circle, where my passions move, And centre of my soul. c. M Confiding in God. TO thee, my God ! my heart shall bring The lively, grateful song ; Attending kings shall hear me sing, With rapture on my tongue. Amid the glories of thy name, Thy truth exalted shines ; GOD. 15 A faithful God Ihy words proclaim, In everlasting lines. 3 When, in the day of deep distress. To thee, my God ! I cried, With strength divine, thy powerful grace My fainting soul supplied. 4 Thou, Lord ! wilt all my hopes fulfill, To thee the work belongs ; Let endless mercy guide me still, And tune my grateful songs. 9 A f! M ^ HH • The Mercy- Seat. 1 DEAR Father! to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter Hies: 'T is here 1 rind a safe retreat, When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my God ! art near ; Thy grace can raise my comforts high. And banish every fear. 5 My great Protector, and my Lord ! Thy constant aid impart ; Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 Oh ! never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. OA c M 4/^/» Prayer for quicktmns; Grac* 1 PERMIT me, Lord ! to seek thy face, Obedient to thy call ; To seek the presence of thy grace, My strength, my life, my ail ! 2 All I can wish is thine to give : My God ! I ask thy love- That greatest boon I can receive, — The bliss of heaven above. 3 To neaven my restless heart aspires; Oh ! for a quickening ray, 16 HYMNS. To wake and warm my faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way, 4 The path to thy divine abode Through a wild desert lies ; A thousand snares beset the road, — A thousand terrors rise. 5 Satan and sin unite their art To keep me from my Lord : Dear Saviour ! guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 6 My Guardian, my almighty Friend ! On thee my soul would rest ; On thee alone my hopes depend ; Be near, and I am blest. Oft «• M - & \J • Perpetual Praise. 1 TO thee, great Source of light ! My thankful voice I '11 raise ; And all my powers unite To celebrate thy praise ; And, till my voice is lost in death, May praise employ my every breath. 2 And when this feeble tongue Lies silent in the dust, My soul shall dwell among The spirits of the just * Then, with the shining hot>\s above, In nobler strains I '11 sing thy love. £\YJ C. M. W I • God's Presence is Light in Darkness. 1 MY God ! the spring of all my joys. The life of my delights ; The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights. 2 In darkest shades, if he appear, My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's sweet morning-star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine, With beams of sacred bliss, GOD. IT While Jesus shows his heart is mine. And whispers I am his. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay. At that transporting word ; Run up with joy the shining way, T' embrace my dearest Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death I 'd break through every foe ; The wings of love, and arms of faith. Should bear me conqueror through. ?8 8 M. ^v-/« God, my Creator and Benq ictor. 1 MY Maker and my King ! To thee my all I owe ; Thy sovereign bounty is the s-pring Whence all my blessings fit w. 2 The creature of thy hand, — On thee alone I live ; My God ! thy benefits demand More praise than life can give, 3 Shall I withhold thy due ] And shall my passions rove ? Lord ! form this wretched heart inew And till it with thy love. 4 Oh ! let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; Let all my powers to thee aspire And all my days bo thine pa c "• w kJ • Thatiksfor Providence and Grace. 1 ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, Kind guardian of my days ! Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thine indulgent care ; Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Yet I adore thee, gracious Lord ! For favors more divine; — 2 30. 18 HYMNS. That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 4 When blest with that transporting view, That Jesus died for me, For this sweet hope, what praise is due, O God of grace ! to thee 1 5 Now shall my joyful powers unite, In more exalted lays, Till I shall join the sons of light, In everlasting praise. L.M. Imploring divine Influence 1 MY God ! whene'er my longing heart Its grateful tribute would impart, In vain my boldest thoughts arise, — I sink to earth, and lose the skies. 2 Thy name inspires the harps above, With harmony, and praise, and love ; That grace, which tunes th* immortal strings, Looks kindly down on mortal things. 3 Oh ! let thy grace guide every song, And fill my heart and tune my tongue ; Then shall the strain harmonious flow, And heaven's sweet work begin below Q -s C. M. Ls -L • Thanks for providential Favors. 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God ! My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I 'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts, on my soul, Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps, I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ , GOD. 19 Nor is tnc least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my liie, Thy goodness 1 '11 pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme rent w. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song 1 '11 raise : But Oh I eternity 's too short To utter all thy praise. do LM# *J.&» Song of Gratitude a)ui Prai.se. 1 GOD of my life ! through all my days, I '11 tune the grateful notes of prai The song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent night. 2 WL.^i anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast. The notes of praise, ascending high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break. And mean the thanks 1 cannot speak. 4 But Oh ! when that last conflict 's o'er, And I am chained to earth no more, — With what glad accents shall 1 rise To join the music of the skies. 5 Then shall I learn th' exalted strains That echo through the heavenly plains. And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs' round thy throne. *S* J • PruioK tu Jehovah. 1 SAINTS ! with pious zeal attending, Now a grateful tribute r Joyful songs, t«» heaven ascending, Join the universal praif 2 Round Jehovah's footstool kneeling, Lowly bend with contrite souls ; 20 HYMNS. Here his milder grace revealing, Here his wrath no thunder rolls. 3 Every secret fault confessing, Deed unholy — thought of sin, — Seize, Oh ! seize the proffered blessing,- Grace from God, and peace within. 4 Heart and voice with rapture swelling, Still the song of glory raise ; On the theme immortal, dwelling, Join the universal praise. L. M. Retirement and Devotion. 34. 1 MY God ! permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth 1 Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; One sovereign word can draw me thence I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn Let noise and vanity be gone ; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven — and there my God, I find. O^ C. M. tJ %J • Godj our Refuge. 1 DEAR refuge of my weary soul ! On thee, when sorrows rise, — On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief. For every pain I feel. 3 But Oh ! when gloomy doubts prevail, J fear to call thee mine ; GOD. 1 The springs of comfort sc cm to fail. And all my hopes decline. 4 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? And shall I seek in vain ] And can the c<».r oi sovereign grace Be deaf when 1 complain } 5 No, — still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer: Oh ! may 1 ever find access To breathe my sorrows there ! 6 Thy mercy-seat is open still : Here let my soul retreat ; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy P Q£J C M. OD. Thirsting after God. 1 WHEN fainting in the sultry waste, And parched with thirst extreme, The weary pilgrim longs to taste The cool refreshing stream : — 2 So longs the weary, fainting mind, Oppressed with sin ind w Some soul-reviving spring to find, Whence heavenly comfort flows. 3 O 1 * for thec, my God ! With ardent, strong desire ; And still, through all this desert road, To taste thy grace aspire. 4 Then shall my prayer to *.Lo c ascend, A grateful sacrifice ; My mourning voice wilt thou attend, And grant me full supplies. ivy c. m. *J i • God. a* seen in Nature. 1 T SING th* almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spnad the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 1 sing ihe wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day ; 22 HYMNS. The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord ! how thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, ■ Or gaze upon the sky ! 5 There 's not a plant nor flower below, But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne. 6 Creatures that borrow life from thee. Are subject to thy care ; There 's not a place where we can flee, But God is present there. 38. C. M. Rejoicing in God, our Father. 1 COME, shout aloud the Father's grace* And sing the Saviour's love ; Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains above. 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends ; Calls you his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 3 My Father, God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear 1 Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. 4 Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow ; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 39. L. M Perfections of God in his Government. 1 JEHOVAH reigns — hie throne is high, His robes are light and majesty ; GOD. 23 His glory shines, with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; His justice guards his holy law ; His love reveals a smiling face ; His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines. And baffles Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to f 111 till The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend J Then let my songs with angels join: Heaven is secure, if God be mine. C. M God, all in all. 40. 1 MY God, my portion and my love, My everlasting all ! I 've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 What empty things are all the skies, And this inferior clod ! There 's nothing here deserves my joys : There 's nothing like my God. 3 In vain the bright, the burning sun Scatters his teeble light : 'T is thy sweet beams create my noon ; If thou withdraw, — 't is night. 4 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared with thee ! Or what 's my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me ? 5 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, — Without thy graces and thyself, I were a wretch u idone. o Let others stretch thuir arms like seas. And grasp in all the sh< i Grant me the visits oi thy face. And I desire no more. 24 HYMNS 41. L. M. God's Condescension. 1 UP to tne Lord, who reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. *2 He over-rules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs : On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. 3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God ; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy load. 4 Oh ! could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace — To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise |0 s ■ M- P/W • Exhortation to Praise. 1 STAND up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ! Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name. And laud, and magnify 1 3 Oh ! for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wing to heaven our thought. 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed, With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up, and bless the Lord, — The Lord, your God, adore, Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth, for evermore. 43 GOD. 25 L. M. Men not comparable with God. 1 SHALL the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator, God ! Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just, than he 1 2 Behold ! he puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne ; Their natures, when compared with his, Are neither holy, just nor wise. 3 But how much meaner things are they, Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay ' Touched by the finger of thy wrath, We faint, and vanish like the moth. 4 Almighty Power ! to thee we bow ; How frail are we — how glorious thou ! No more the sons of earth shall dare, With an eternal God, compare. U. L M. Praise to God. 1 PRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid To him, who earth's foundation laid : Praise to the God, whose strong decrees Sway the creation, as he please. 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, Who rules his people by his word; And th'Mv, as strong as his decrees, He sets his kindest promises. 3 Whence, then, should doubts and fears arise 1 Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes'? Slowly, alas ! our mind receives The comforts that (Mir Maker gives. 4 Oh ! for a strong, a lasting faith, To credit what th' Almighty saith ; T* embrace the message of his Son, And call the joVs of heaven our own. 5 Then, should the earth's old pillars shaKe, And all the wheels of nature break. Our steady souls would fear no more, Than solid rocks when billows roar. 26 HYMNS. € -fiU • Goodness of God seen in his Works. 1 HAIL, great Creator, wise and good ! To thee our songs we raise ; Nature, through all her various scenes Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our view ; And while we gaze, our hearts exult, With transports ever-new. 3 Thy glory beams in every star Which gilds the gloom of night ; And decks the smiling face of morn, With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill — the humble lawn, With countless beauties shine ; The silent grove — the awful shade, Proclaim thy power divine. 5 And while, in all thy wondrous ways, Thy varied love we see ; Oh ! may our hearts, great God ! be led Through all th} r works to thee. L. M. Wisdom cmd Knowledge of God. 1 AWAKE, my tongue ! thy tribute bring To him, who gave thee power to sing ; .(Praise him, who is all praise above, — The source of wisdom and of love. • 2 How vast his knowledge — how profound i A depth, where all our thoughts are drowned The stars he numbers ; — and their names He gives to all those heavenly flames. . 3 Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold : Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, To speak his wisdom all divine. 4 But in redemption, Oh ! what grace ! — Its wonders, Oh ! what thought can trace ! Here wisdom shines for ever bright ; — Praise him, my soul ! with sweet delight. GOD. 27 irv cm. lit Sot eretgnty and Dominion of God. 1 KEEP silence, all created things ! And wait your Maker's nod ; My soul stands trembling, while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 Chained to his throne, a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds his book, And makes his counsels shine , Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfills some deep design. # > My God ! f would not long to see My fate, with curious eyes, — What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 6 In thy fair book of life and grace, Oh ! may I find my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord — the Lamb. iO h.m. ** O • Faithfulness of God. 1 THE promises I sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke \ Nor will th' eternal King HJ6 words of grace revoke : They stand secure And steadfast still ; Not Zion's hill Abide? so sure. 2 The mountains melt away* When once the Judge appears; And sun and moon decay. That measure mortal years ; 28 HYMNS. But still the same, In radiant lines, The promise shines Through all the flame. 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres ; Mid all the shock Of that dread scene, I stand serene ; — Thy word, my rock. 1Q ° M ^Jbxs 9 The glories of Redemption. 1 FATHER ! how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs,— By thousand through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power, Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour, We read thy patience still. 3 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join. In their divinest forms, — 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess, — Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains : Bright seraphs learn ImmanuePs name, And try their choicest strains. 6 Oh ! may I bear some humble part, In that immortal song : Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. U\s* The God of Mercy and Justice. 1 THE Lord on high proclaims His Godhead from his throne ; — 51 GOD. 29 "Mercy and justice aire the names, By which I will be known. 44 Ye dying souls, that sit In darkness and distress ! Look from the borders of the pit, To my recovering grace." Sinners shall hear the sound ; Their thankful tongues shall own, — Our righteousness and strength is found In thee, the Lord, alone. In thee shall Israel trust, And see their guilt forgiven ; God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. c. M. Almighty Poicer and Majesty of God. 1 THE Lord, our God, is full of might, The winds obey his will ; He speaks, — and, in his heavenly height, The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves ! and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar ; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; Without his hiiz;n behest, Ye shall not, in the mountain-pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies ; He yolyes the whirlwind to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 6 Ye nations ! bend — in reverence bend, Ye monarchs ! wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate your God. CM. God, holy, juaty and aoxereign. 1 HOW should the sons of Adam's race Be pure before their God ? 52. 30 HYMNS. If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; What vain presumers dare, Against their Maker's hand to rise, Or tempt th' unequal war 1 3 Mountains, by his almighty wrath, From their old seats are torn ; He shakes the earth, from south to norm, And all her pillars mourn. 4 He bids the sun forbear to rise — TV obedient sun forbears : His hand with sackcloth spreads the skiea, And seals up all the stars. 5 He walks upon the stormy sea, Flies on the stormy wind : There 's none can trace his wondrous way, Or his dark footsteps find. C. M. 7Vie divine Purpose and Providence. 53. 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep, in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his.bright designs* And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints ! fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence. He hides a smiling face. s 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. GOD. 31 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 54. C. M • Love of God. 1 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord ! And raise your souls above ; Let every heart and voice accord, To sing that — God is love. 2 This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove ; While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears, To show that — God is love. 3 Behold his loving-kindness waits, For those who from him rove, And calls of mercy reach their hearts, To teach them — God is love. 4 The work begun is carried on, By power from heaven above , And every step, from first to last, Proclaims that — God is love. 5 Oh ! may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove ; Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, Shall shout that — God is love. 55. C M Tht Sovereignty of God. 1 THY way, O God ! is in the sea ; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround ; Mysterious deeps of providence My inward thoughts confound. 3 As, through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of thy love, How little do I know of thee, Or cf the joys above ! 32 HYMNS. 4 Though but in part I know thy will, I bless thee for the sight : When will thy love the whole reveal In glory's clearer light 1 5 In rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. 56. 7s. Universal Praise to God. 1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, — When he spake, and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass away, — Songs of praise shall crown that day : God will make new heavens and earth,— Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious morning come 1 No ! — the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice, Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death : Then, amid eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. 57 C. M. A faithful God. BEGIN, my tongue ! some heavenly theme. And speak some boundless thing, — The mighty works, or mightier name Of our eternal King. GOD. 33 2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 Proclaim — '• Salvation from the Lord, For wretched, dying men ;" His hand has writ the sacred word, With an immortal pen. 4 Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines, Nor can the powers of darkness raze, Those everlasting lines. 5 His word of grace is sure and stiong, As that which built the skies : The voice that roils the stars along Speaks all the promises. 6 Oh ! might I hear thy heavenly tongue But whisper, — "Thou art mine ;" Those gentle words should raise my soDg To notes almost divine. l/v_7« Thanksgiving. 1 SWELL the anthem, raise the song ; Praises to our God belong : Saints and angels ! join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. 2 Blessings from his liberal hand Flow around this happy land : Guarded by his watchful eye, Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, May we cheerfully obey, Never feel oppression's rod, Ever own and worship God. 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings Praises to the King of kings ; Jx*t us join the choral song, And the grateful notes prolong. CQ C. M. Is «. / • Endhss Praise. 1 YES— I will bless thee, my God ! Through all my mortal days, '3 34 HYMNS. And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honors of my God ; My life, with all its active powers, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 3 Not death itself shall stop my song Though death will close my eyes : My thoughts shall then to nobler height* And sweeter raptures rise. 4 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay : The theme demands an angel's tongue, And an eternal day. p/\ L. M. UV>/« God acknowledged in national Blessings. 1 GREAT God of nations ! now to thee Our hymn of gratitude we raise ; With humble heart, and bending knee, We offer thee our song of praise. 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God ! For all the kindness thou hast shown To this fair land the pilgrims trod, — This land we fondly call our own. 3 Here, Freedom spreads her banner wide, And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; — Here, thou our fathers' steps didst guide In safety, through their dangerous way, 4 We praise thee, that the gospel's light, Through all our land, its radiance sheds ; Dispels the shades of error's night, And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 5 Great God ! preserve us in thy fear ; In dangers still our guardian be ; Oh ! spread thy truth's bright precepts here,- Let all the people worship thee. L. P. M. National Praise and Prayer. 1 WITH grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs ; His power and mercy we proclaim : 61 CHRIST. 35 Through every age, Oh ! may we own, Jehovah here has fixed his throne, — And triumph in his mighty name. Long as the moon her course shall run, Or men behold the circling sun, Lord ! in our land, support thy reign ; Crown her just counsels with success, With truth and peace her borders bless, And all thy sacred rights maintain. CHRIST. 62 C. M. CtvrisVs Nativity. 1 MORTALS ! awake ; with angels join, And chant the solemn lay : Joy, love, and gratitude, combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began. And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew, And loud the echo rolled ; The theme, the song, the joy was new, *T was more than heaven could hold 4 Down through the portals of the sky Th' impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good will and peace are heard throughout Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 6 With jov the chorus we repeat — "Glory to God on high !" Good-will and peace are now complete ; Jesus is born to die. 36 HYMNS. 63 86 and 7s. *-J« Christ, the Saviour, born. 1 HAIL, thou long-expected Jesus ! Born to set thy people free ; From our sins and fears release us, Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the saints, thou art ; Long-desired of every nation, Joy of every waiting heart. 3 Born, thy people to deliver, — Born a child, yet God our King, — Born to reign in us for ever, — Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. f\A c M \J^fcl« The Redeemer's Message. 1 HARK the glad sound ! the Saviour comes*— The Saviour, promised long : Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 On him the Spirit, largely poured, Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes, — the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before him burst — The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes,-the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure ; And, with the treasures of his grace, T' enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace ! Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. CHRIST. 37 DO. The Nativity if Christ 1 BEHOLD the grace appear— The b!<'ssi.ig promised long ! An^ i viour near, In their triumphant song : — 2 "Glory to God on high, y peace on earth ; L-will to men — to angels joy, At th< R< deemert birth. 3 In worship bo divine saints employ their tongues; With tl \ celestial hosts we join, And ioud repeat their songs : — 4 " I (iod on high, Andfheavi ily peace on earth; will to men — to angels joy, • mer's birth." 66 Songs of t)ie Avgels. I HARK ! the herald-angels sing, — M I i, >ry U i : i." D w-born King rth, and mercy mild, — God an I sinners reconciled." rise, triumph of the skies ; With • im, — u i rn in Bethlehem." glory by, more may die ; f earth ; l to giv< them second birth. 4 1 .-horn Prince of peace! ousness! ight and life to all ne brings, n with healing in his wings. *> L % — -. -':>< >l 11 iVi.'tg J Pe< md mercy mild, — sinners reconciled." 67 HYMNS. H. M. Joy at Immanuefs Birth. 1 HARK ! hark ! — the notes of joy Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains ; Some new delight in heaven is known ; Loud sound the harps around the throne 2 Hark ! hark ! — the sounds draw nigh, The joyful hosts descend ; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps "bend ; He comes to bless our fallen race ; He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ; Let every mortal know What love, in God is found, What pity he can show ; Ye winds that blow ! ye waves that roll i Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, T") great Emanuel's name ; Arise, ye sons of men ! And all his grace proclaim ; Arbgels and men ! wake every string, 'T is God the Saviour's praise wo sing. £*Q 8s and 7s. DO. The Songs of Angela. 1 HARK ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices — Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story Which they chant in hymns of joy ; — " Glory in the highest, glory — Glory be to God most high ! ..3 " Peace on earth, good-will from heaven. Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ; — Loud our golden harps shall sound. CHRIST. 3fl ** Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth ! his praises sing : Oh ! receive whom God appointed, For your prophet, priest, and king. 44 Hasten, mortals ! to adore him ; Learn his name, and taste his joy ; Till in heaven ye sing before him. — Glory be to God most high !" \ H. ftf. /• The Birth of Chritt. 1 HARK ! what celestial notes, What melody we hear ! Soft on the morn it floats, And fills the ravished ear : The tuneful shell, The golden lyre, And vocal choir The concert swell. 2 Th' angelic hosts descend, With harmony divine ; See how from heaven they bend, And in full chorus join ! "Fear not," say they, 44 Great joy we bring ; — Jesus, your King, Is born to-day. 3 44 He comes, from error's night, Your wandering feet to save ; To realms of bliss and light, He lifts you from the grave : This glorious morn, Let all attend ; Your matchless friend, Your Saviour 's oorn. 4 4 < Glory to God on high ! Ye mortals ! spread the sound. And let your raptures fly, To earth's remotest bound : For peace on earth, From God in heaven, To man is given, a\ Jesus' birth." 40 HYMNS. 70. 8s and 7s. The Incarnation 1 SHEPHERDS ! hail the wondrous stranger; Now to Bethle'm speed your way ;' Lo ! in yonder humble manger, Christ, the Lord, is born to-day : — 2 Christ, by prophets long-predicted Joy of Israel's chosen race ; Light to Gentiles long-afflicted, Lost in error's darkest maze. 3 Bright the star of your salvation. Pointing to his rude abode ! Rapturous news for every nation : — Mortals ! now behold your God \ 4 Glad* we trace th' amazing story Angels leave their bliss to tell ; Theme sublime, replete with glory — Sinners saved from death and hell 5 Love eternal moved the Saviour Thus to lay his radiance by ; Blessings on the Lamb for ever — Glorv be to God on high ! 71 7s. The Star in the Basi Had the long-expected star ; — Jacob's star, that gilds the nighi. Guides bewildered nature right. Never fear, that hence should fiov* Wars or pestilence below : Wars it bids, and tumults, cease, Ushering in the Prince of peace. Mild it shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shades of death,- Scattering error's wide-spread night, Kindling darkness into light. Nations all ! far off and near, Haste to see your God appear ; Haste, for him your hearts prepare, Meet him manifested there. 72 73 CHRIST. 41 C M. Joy of Angels at the Savii/ur's Bii th WHILE shepherds watched their flocks b\ night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, "Glad tidings of great joy I bring, To you and all mankind. " To you, in David's town, tnis day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, tie Lord, And this shall be the sign ; — "The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." Thus spake the seraph — and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song : — - All glory be to God on high, And lo the c.p M O U • The Excellency of Chriit. 1 OH ! could I speak the matchless worth,— Oh ! could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine ; I 'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings, In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne ; In lofti' fi Psweetest praise, I would, to everlasting days, Make all his glories known. 3 Soon the delightful day will coir.e. When my dear Lord wi\\ bring me homei And I shall see his face ; Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, A blest eternity I '11 spend — Triumphant in his grace. unr c. m. O I • Christ, the living Fountain. 1 THERE is ft fountain tilled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood. Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy [lowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I '11 sing thy power to save. When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the gr 4 50 HYMNS. OO C. M. (D(D9 Sun of Righteousness. 1 RISE, glorious Sun ! supremely bright Diffuse thy rays abroad ; Scatter the shades of gloomy night. And show the heavenly road. 2 With healing in thy wings, arise On this dark soul of mine ; Oh ! pour thy glories from the skies, And give me life divine. 3 Though thorns and briers, pits and snares, Beset the path I go, One ray of thine dispels my fears, And guides me safely through. 89 90 S. M. Christ, suffering for our Sins LIKE sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God ; Each wandering in a different way But all the downward road. How dreadful was the hour, When God our wanderings laid. And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the shepherd's head ! How glorious was the grace, When Christ sustained the stroke i His life and blood the shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock. But God shall raise his head, O'er all the sons of men, And make him see a numerous seed To recompense his pain. ** 1 '11 give him," saith the Lord, " A portion with the strong ; He shall possess a large reward, And hold his honors long." L. M. The Teaching of Jesus. 1 HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, CHRIST. 51 While listening thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence tilled the place ! 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 Come, wanderers ! to my Father's home, Come, all ye weary ones ! and rest: — Yes, sacred Teacher ! we will come, Obey, and be for ever blest. 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust! Pillars of earthly pride! decay; A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way. in SM »/i» Preserving Grace. 1 TO God, the only-wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints, below the skies, Their humble praises bring. 2 'T is his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death. And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Bef^^e ihe glory of his face, \Viuj ^oys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne ; Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known 5 To our Ki'deemer-God, Wisdom, with power, belongs. Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs. 92. L M. Love of CJirist. 1 I WAS a traitor doomed to die. Bound to endure eternal pains ; 93 52 HYMNS. When Jesus saw me from on high, Was moved by love, and broke my chains. 2 Did melting pity stoop so low, The Lord from heaven pour out his blood, To save our rebel-race from wo, And be our advocate with God 1 3 Infinite mercy ! boundless love ! Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies I The Son of God, his grace to prove, Hangs on a tree, and groans, and dies * S. Bt. The Light of the World. 1 HOW heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ, with his reviving light, Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of heaven : But in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways ; His hands infected nature cure, With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls in vain : He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the cursed chain. 5 Lord ! we adore thy ways To bring us near to God ; Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace And thine atoning blood. QA 7s £/ti» Sun of Righteousness. 1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies,— Christ, the true, the only light, — Sun of Righteousness ! arise, Triumph o'er the shades of nigh* • Day-spring from on high ! be near, Day-star ! in my heart appear. CHRIST 53 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If thy light is hid from me ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see ; Till they inward light impart, — Peace and gladness to my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and griet ; Fill me, Radiancy divine ! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. C. M. Praise to the Redeemer. 95. 1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despau We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope* Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and — Oh ! amazing love ! — He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels ! assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. 96. C M. Pearl of great Price. I YE glittering toys of earth ! adieu ; — A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view,— A treasure all divine. 64 HYMNS. 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, Ye flattering baits of sense ! Inestimable worth appears, — The pearl of price immense. 3 Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted stores resign, With joy I would renounce them all, For leave to call thee mine. 4 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed, I 'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever blessed. 5 Dear Sovereign of my souPs desires ! Thy love is bliss divine ; Accept the praise that grace inspires Since I can call thee mine. 97 98 CM. Christ, our Support in Death. 1 JESUS ! the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms : Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, While in the Saviour's arms. 2 And while ye hear my heart-strings break, How sweet the minutes roll ! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul. L.M. Christ, our Wisdom and our Righteousness 1 BURIED in shadows of the night, We lie, till Christ restores the light ; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. 2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears. Till his atoning blood appears ; Then we awake from deep distress, And sing the Lord, our righteousness. 3 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, Binding his slaves in heavy chains : He sets the pris'ners free, and breaks The iron bondage from our necks CHRIST. 55 4 Poor helpless worms in thee possess Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness : Thou art our mighty All — and we Give our whole selves, O Lord ! to thee. QQ SM 79 %J • All Things in Christ. 1 THOU very-present Aid In suffering and distress ! The mind, which still on thee is stayed, Is kept in perfect peace. 2 The soul, by faith reclined On the Redeemer's breast, Mid raging storms, exults to find An everlasting rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone, Whene'er thy face appears; It stills the sighing orphan's moan, And dries the widow's tears. 4 It hallows every cross, It sweetly comforts me ; It makes me now forget my loss, And lose myself in thee. 5 Jesus, to whom I fly, Will all my wishes fill ; What though created streams are dry * I have the fountain still. 6 Stripped of my earthly friends, I find them all in one : And peace, and joy which never ends, And heaven, in Christ, begun. 1 00 L M 1 \J\J • The Mercy of God in Christ 1 NOT to condemn the sons of men, Did Christ, the Son of God,appear; No weapons in his hands are seen, No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He loved the race of man so well. He sent his Son, to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 56 HYMNS. 3 Sinners ! believe the Saviour's word, Trust in his mighty name and live ; A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. 1 01 L M Ivli Love of Christ in the Heart. 1 COME, dearest Lord ! descend and dwell, By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength ; Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length, Of thine eternal love and grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done By all the church, through Christ, the Son. 102 S. M. Vital Union to Christ. DEAR Saviour ! we are thine By everlasting bonds ; Our names, our hearts, we would resign : Our hearts are in thy hands. 2 To thee we still would cleave, With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh ! let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head ; Shall form us to thine image brigh That we thy paths may tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay ; But love shall keep us near thy side Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt and fear ? If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He '11 fix his members there. CHRIST. 57 1 03 c M JL \J*J» God's Lent in Christ. 1 THE Saviour !— Oh ! what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sw ej peace around. 2 Hare p irdon, life, and joys divine. In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doomed to endless wo. 3 Oh ! the rich depths of love divine, Of Miss a boundless stoic \ Dear Saviour ! lei me call thee mine, I cannot wish for more 4 On thai alone mv hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Savioi ,r, and my all ! i r\4 h m I \J*-*m Mission of Christ. 1 COME, every pious heart, That loves the Saviour's name ? Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame ; Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He 1 ft his starry crown, And laid his robes aside ; On wings of love, came down, And wept, and bled, and died : What he ofHfored no tongue can tell, To save our souls from death and hell 3 From the dark grave he rose, — The mansion of the dead ; And thence his micrhtv foes In glorious triumph led : Up through the sky the conqueror rode. And reigns on high, the Saviour-God. I From ttienee ho Ml quickly come, — His chariot will not stay, — 58 HYMNS. And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day : There shall we see his lovely face, And ever be in his embrace. 1 ( V? ° M J KJtS* King of Saints. 1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known ! The sovereign of your hearts proeia**.. And bow before the throne. 2 Behold your King, your Savkmr, crownea With glories all-divine ; And tell the wondering nations round, How bright these glories shine. 3 Infinite power and boundless grace, In him unite their rays ; Ye that have e'er beheld his face 1 Can ye forbear his praise ] 4 When in his earthly courts we view The beauties of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord ! teach our songs to rise ; Thy love can animate the strain. And bid it reach the skies. 1 C\fl c M l v'Uf A new Song to the Lamb. 1 BEHOLD tne glories of the Lamb, Amidst his Father's throne ! Prepare new honors for his name, And songs, before unknown. us priests and king**. And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning priest, To Jesus, our superior king, Be everlasting power confessed, And every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move: Though with our sins we piera d him once, Then he displays his pard'ning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail. While we rejoice to see the day : Come, Lord! nor let thy promise fail, * let thv chariot long delay. 64 HYMNS. 1-1 /"» 8s and 7s. Peculiar. .1 Ui Chrisl, the Lamb, enthroned and worshiped. 1 HARK ! — ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above, Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; — Jesus reigns, the God of love : See ! he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus ! hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life ! thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth : When we think of love like thine, Lord ! we own it love divine. 3 King of glory ! reign for ever — Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing, from thy love, shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own ;- Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. " 4 Saviour! hasten thine appearing ; Bring — Oh ! bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing. Heaven and earth shall pass away : — Then, with golden harps, we '11 sing, — " Glory, glory to our King." 1-1 ry 8s and 7s. X I • Praise to God, the Saviour. 1 MIGHTY God ! while angels bless thee, May a mortal lisp thy name ? Lord of men, as well as angels ! Thou art every creature's theme : Lord of every land and nation ! Ancient of eternal days ! Sounded through the wide creation, Be thy just and lawful praise. 2 For the grandeur of thy nature, — Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; — For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought r For thy providence, that governs Through thine empire's wide domain, CHRIST. 65 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; — Blessed be thy gentle reign. 3 For thy rich, thy foee redemption, Bright, though veiled in darkness long;-- Thought is poor, and poor expression, Who can sing that wondrous song ? Brightness of tne Father's glory ! Shall thy praise unutten-d lie ? Break, my* tongue! such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die : — 4 From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest wo, Came to ransom guilty captives ! — Flow, my praise ! for ever flow : Re-ascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne , Thence return and-reign for ever; — Be the kingdom all thine own ! HO s * I l O. Moses and Christ. 1 THE law by Moses came ; But peace and truth and love Were brought by Christ, a nobler name. Descending from above. 2 Amidst the house of God. Their different works were done, Moses a faithful servant stood, But Christ a faithful Son. 3 Then to his new commands Be dience paid ; O'er all li is Father's house he stands. The sovereign and the head. 4 The man, who durst despise The law that Moses brought — Behold! how terribly he dies For bis presumptuous fault. 5 But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious race, Who hate to hear when Jesus calls, And dare resist his grace. 5 66 HYMNS. 1 1 Q c M •L ± *J • Various Success oj the Gowpet. 1 CHRIST and his cross is all our theme ; The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, A.nd folly to the Greek. 2 But souls, enlightened from above, With joy receive the word ; They see what wisdom, power, and lova, Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores their fainting breath ; But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair, and dealh. 4 Till God diffuse his graces down, Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Apollos sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. J Qf\ 8s and 7s. I & V/« The Light of the World. 1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death ! Come, and, by thy love revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : The new heaven and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise, — Sca^ering all the night of nature, Pouring eye-sight on our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing ; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart : Come, and manifest thy favor To the ranomed, helpless race ; Come, thou g orious God and Saviour * Come, and hring the gospel-grace. 3 Save us, in th )' great compassion, O thou mild, pacific Prince ! Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pan ion of our sins; By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release ; CHRIST. W Ev3ry weary, wandering spirit Guide into thy perfect p< 191 " * 1 ** JL • ChrisL our King 1 REJOICE J the Lord is King!— Your God and King adore ; Mortals! give thanks, and sing, And triumph evermore : Lift up tiie heart, — lift up the voice. — Rejoice aloud, ye saints ! rejoice. 2 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rules o'er earth and heaven; The keys of death and hei! Are to our Jesus given : Lift up the heart, — lift up the voice, — Rejoice aloud, ye saints ! rejoice. 3 He all his foes shall quell, — Shall all our sins destroy, And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy : Lift up the heart, — lift up the voice, — Rejoice aloud, ye saints ! rejoice. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope ; Jesus, the judge, shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home: We soon shall hear tlv archangel's voice , The trump of God shall sound, — Rejoice. 1 /w -~ • Ood 1 tfie Son, equal \cith the Futhrr. 1 BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God! Our spirits bow before thy seat ; To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful feet. 2 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright. Stand round the glorious Deity; But who, among the sons of light, Pretends comparison with thee ! 3 Yet one there is, of human frame, — Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood. — 68 HYMNS. Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality with God. 4 Their glory shines with equal beams, Their essence is for ever one : Though they are known by different names, The Father-God, and God, the Son. 5 Then let the name of Christ, our king, With equal honors be adored ; His praise let every angel sing, And all the nations own him — Lord. 1 QQ 12s L&tJ* The Voice of free Jrace. 1 THE voice of free grace cries — " Escape to the mountain !" For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncleanness, and every transgression, His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb ! he hath purchased our pardon, We '11 praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded ! Oh ! flee to the Saviour ; He calls you in mercy, — 't is infinite favor Your sins are increasing, — escape to the mountain,— His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. 3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly glorious, O'er sin, death and hell, thou art more than victorious; Thy name is the theme of the great congregation, While angels and saints raise the shout of salvation 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore With harps in our hands, we Ml p raise Jiirn the more We '11 range the sweet plains on the bank of the river And sing of salvation for ever and ever ! 124 C. M. Christ precious. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. / CHRIST 69 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And carl ins the troubled breast ; T is manna to the hungry soul, And, to the weary, rest. 3 Jesus ! — my shepherd, husband, friend, My prophet, priest, and king, My Lord, my life, my way, my end.— Accept the praise I bring. 4 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought , Bjt, when I see thee as thou art, I '11 praise thee as I ought. 5 Till then, I would thy love proclaim, With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. L /£D» Life in Christ 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus ! to thee I lift mine eyes, — To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here let me build, and rest secure. 8 Here Let my faith unshaken dwell, For ever firm the promise stands ; Not ali the powers of earth and hell Can e'er dissolve tne sacred bands 4 Here, O my soul ! thy trust repose ; If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself — that last of foes — Shall break a union so divine. 126 L. M. Communion icith Christ. OH ! that I could for ever dwell, D< lighted at the Saviour's feet, Behold the form I love so well, And all hib tender words repeat : 70 HYMNS. 2 The world shut out from all my soul, And heaven brought in with "all its bliss : Oh ! is there aught, from pole to pole, One moment, to compare with this ] 3 This is the hidden life I prize, — A life of penitential love ; When most my follies I despise, And raise my highest thoughts above : 4 When all I am, I clearly see, And freely own, with deepest shame ; When the Redeemer's love to me Kindles within a deathless flame. 5 Thus would I live, till nature fail, And all my former sins forsake ; Then rise to God, within the veil, And of eternal joys partake. I'V I » Christ, the supreme God and King. 1 AROUND the Saviour's lofty throne, Ten thousand times ten thousand sing ; They worship him as God alone, And crown him — everlasting King. 2 Approach, ye saints ! this God is yours ; "T is Jesus, fills the throne above : Ye cannot want, while God endures , Ye cannot fail, while God is love. 3 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! To thee the praise of heaven belongs; Yet, smile on us who fain would bring The tribute of our humble songs. 4 Though sin defile our worship here, We hope e're-long thy face to view ; And, when our souls in heaven appear, We '11 praise thy name as angels do. 1 9& 78 ' I /WW« Jesus, the Refuge. 1 JESUS, lover of my soul ! Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; CHRIST. 71 Hide me, O my Saviour ! hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh ! receive my soul at last 2 Other refuge have I none, — Hangs my helpless soul on thee Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me : All my trust on thee is stayed ; All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head, A'ith the shadow of thy wing. 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found,— Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within , Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 1 OQ L M LA^kJ • Christ, the only Refuge. 1 THOU only Sovereign of my heart, My refuge, my almighty friend ! And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend ) 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go. A wretched wanderer from my Lord Can this dark world of sin and wo One glimpse of happiness afford 1 3 Eternal life thy words impart, On these my fainting spirit lives ; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine ; While thou ar{ near, in vain they call ; One smile — one blissful smile of ihine, — My dearest Lord ! outweighs them all. 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, — Here safety dwells and peace divine : 12 HYMNS. Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life— eternal life — is thine 130 C. M. Je$u#i seen of Angels. 1 BEY< >r*i D tiie glittering, starry skies, Par as r.h' eternal hills, Their, i the b amdless worlds of light, Our ti Redeemer dwells* 2 Legions f angels round his throne, I i i < ■ . . 1 1 1 1 ess a rmies shine ; And sw< > his praise with golden harps, Attuw to songs divine. 3 "Hast, gl' -nous Prince of peace !" they cry " v\ hos& unexampled love Moved ihv : to quit these glorious realms. And re y ..It.its above." 4 Through all his travels here below, They did his steps attend ; Oft woudv .-ring how, or where, at last The mystic scene would end. 5 They saw his heart transfixed with wounds, And viewed the crimson gore ; They saw him break the bars of death, Which none e'er broke before. 6 They brought his chariot from above, To bear him to his throne ; Clapped their triumphant wings, and cried, — " The glorious work is done !" 131. 7s and 6s. Praise to the Saviour. TO thee, my God and Saviour! My heart exulting sings, Rejoicing in thy favor, Almighty King of kings ! } 11 celebrate thy glory, With all thy saints above, And tell the joyfhl story Of thy redeeming love. Soon as the morn, with roses, Bedecks the dewy east, CHRIST. 13 And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast ; My voice, in supplication. Well-pleased the Lord shall hear : Oh ! grant me thy salvation, And to my soul draw near. 3 By thee, through life supported, I '11 pass the dangerous road, With heavenly hosts escorted, Up to thy bright abode ; Then cast my crown before thee, And, all my conflicts o'er, Unceasingly adore thee : — What could an angel more ? 1 tJ&» Glory and Grace in Christ. 1 NOW to the Lord a noble song ! Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! Hosanna to th' eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, — The brightest image of his grace ! God, in the person of his Son, Has Jill his mightiest works outdone. 3 Grace ! — 't is a sweet, a charming theme , My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name: Ye angels : dwell upon the sound ; Ye heavens ! reflect it to the ground. 4 Oh : may I reach that happy place Where he unveils his lovely face ; When- all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold. 1 33 L M ■ tJ^Jm The Pretence of (he Saviour. 1 LORD ! what a heaven of saving grace Shines through the beauties of thy face, And lights our passions to a flame! Lord ! how we love thy charming name i 2 When I can say,— my God is mine, — When I can feel thy glories shine, U HYMNS. I tread the world beneath my feet, And all that earth calls good or great 3 While such a scene of sacred joys Our raptured eyes and souls employs. Here we could sit and gaze away A long, an everlasting day. * Well, we shall quickly pass the night, To the fair coasts of perfect light ; Then shall our joyful senses rove O'er the dear object of our love. 5 Send comforts down from thy right hand, While we pass through this barren land, And in thy temple let us see A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. 1 OA C. M. J^iJi Christ, our Example. 1 BEHOLD ! where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine : The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3 Mid keen reproach ari cruel scorn, He, meek and patient, stood ; His foes, ungrateful, sought his life, Who labored for their good. 44 When, in the hour of deep distress, Before his Father's throne, With soul resigned, he bowed, and said, — " Thy will, not mine, be done !" 5 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide, His image may we bear ; Oh ! may we tread his holy steps, — His joy and glory share. lor cm. L O O • The Glory of Christ in Heaven. I OH'! the delights, the heavenly joys.; The glories of the place, CHRIST. Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams Of his overflowing grace ! 2 Sweet majesty and awful love Sit smiling on his brow ; And all the glorious ranks above, At humble distance bow. 3 Archangels sotind his lofty praise, Through every heavenly street; And lay their heavenly honors down. Submissive, at his feet. 4 This is the man, th' exalted man, Whom we, unseen, adore ; But when our eyes behold his face, Our hearts shall love him more. 5 Lord ! how our souls are all on fire, To see thy blest abode ; Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise To our incarnate God. lOU. Prophet. Priest, ai\d King. 1 JOIN all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore : All are too mean to speak his worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 2 Great Prophet of our God ! Our tongues would bless thy name ; By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came ; — The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. B Jesus, our great High-Priest, Hath shed his blood and died ; My guilty conscience needs No sacrifice beside : His precious blood did once atone , And now it pleads before the throne. 4 O thou almighty Lord, Our conqueror and our King ! 76 HYMNS. Thy sceptre and thy sword, Thy reigning grace we sing ; Thine is the power ; Oh ! make us sit. In willing bonds, beneath thy feeU i o*t L M It) I • Loving- Kindness. 1 AWAKE, my soul ! in joyfvtl lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me ; — His loving-kindness, — Oh ! how free ! 2 He saw me ruined by the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate ; — His loving-kindness, — Oh ! how great ! 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick, and thundered loud. He near my soul has always stood : — His loving-kindness, — Oh ! how good ! 4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale — Soon all my mortal powers shall fail • Oh ! may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. 5 Then let me mount, and soar away To the bright world of endless day ; And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies. 1 *3ft S M * «- wO# Christ, our Sacrifice. 1 NOT all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace. Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; — A sacrifice of nobJer name, And richer blood than the^* 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While, like a penitent, I stand, And there confess my sin. CHRIST. 77 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on th* accursed tree, — And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lain I), with cheerful voice. And sing his bleeding love. 1 3Q 8a L Now, sinners ! dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrows cease ; Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offered peace. 6 Lord ! we obey thy (jail ; We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought^ And love and praise thy name. 1 A E\ c M L ^htJ 9 Chief among ten thousand. 1 MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crowned* His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he, than all the fair Who fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath. And all the joys I have : He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode. He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my ^od. And makes my joys complete. CHRIST. 81 6 Since from thy bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord ! they should all be thine. 1 4i • Love of Christ celebrated. 1 TO our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song ! Oh ! may his love — immortal flame — Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach * What mortal tongue display 1 Imagination's utmost stretch, In wonder, dies away. 3 Dear Lord ! while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say. — 44 The Saviour died for me !" 4 Oh ! may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. 147 6* and 4s. Christ, our Confidence MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary ! — Saviour divine ! Now hear me, while I pray, Take all my guilt away, Oh ! let me, from this day, Be wholly thine. May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; As thou hast died for me, Oh ! may my love to thee, Pure, warm/and changeless ^>c,— A living fire. While life's dark maze I tread. And griefs around me spread. Be thou my guide ; 6 82 HYMNS. Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour ! then, in love, Fear and distrust remove ; Oh ! bear me safe above, — A ransomed soul. 1 AR L M J- *"xiO« Christ's Sufferings and Glory 1 NOW for a tune of lofty praise To great Jehovah's equal Son ! Awake, my voice ! in heavenly lays, Tell the loud wonders he hath done. 2 Sing — how he left the worlds of light, And the bright robes he wore above,— How swift and joyful was his flight. On wings of everlasting love. 3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, Th' almighty captive pris'ner lay ; Th' almighty captive left the earth", And rose to everlasting day. 4 Among a thousand harps and songs, Jesus, the God, exalted reigns ; His sacred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heavenly plains I 4 c/ • The Rock of Ages. 1 ROCK of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side that flowed. Be of sin the perfect cure ; Save me, Lord ! and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone : CHRIST. 83 In my hand no price I bring ; Simply to thy cross I cling. 8 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eye-lids close in death. When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me ! Let me hide myself in thee. t t)\J 9 Christ, the Way. the Truth, and the Life. 1 THOU art the Way ;— to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he, who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord ! in thee. 2 Thou art the Truth ; — thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life ; — the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Not death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ;— Gran{ us to know that Way, That Truth to keep, that Life to win Which lead to endless day. XfJL* Christ, tlie Physician of the Soul. 1 DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; Where shall the sinner rind a cure] In vain, alas ! is nature's aid : The work exceeds her utmost power. 2 But can no sovereign balm be found 1 And is no kind pnysician nigh To ease the pai'i, and heal the wound, Ere life and hope for ever fly 1 3 There is a great physician near; Look up, my fainting soul ! and live ; See, — in his heavenly smiles appear Such help as nature cannot give. 84 HYMNS. 4 See, — in the Saviour's dying blood, Life, health, and bliss abundant flow, *T is only that dear sacred flood, Can ease thy pain, and heal thy wo. 1 ^9 7s I t-//W • Christ, our Example in Suffering. 1 GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power \ Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour , Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 2 Follow to the judgment-hall. View the Lord of life arraigned ; Oh ! the wormwood and the gall ; Oh ! the pangs his soul sustained : Shun not suffering, shame, nor loss; Learn of him to bea r the cross. 3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb ; There — adoring at his feet, Mark that miracle of Time — God's own sacrifice complete : "It is finished" — hear him cry ; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 4 Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid his breathless clay ; All is solitude and gloom, Who hath taken him away]— Christ is risen — he meets our eyes ; Saviour ! teach us so to rise. 153. 1 'T IS midnight — and, on Olive's brow, The star is dimmed u;at lately shone , 'T is midnight — in the garden now The suffering Saviour prays alone. 2 'T is midnight — and, from all removed, Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears ; E'en the disciple that he loved Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. L. M. Gethsemane. CHRIST. 85 3 *T is midnight — and for others' guilt The man of sorrows weeps in blood; ¥et he, who hath in anguish knelt, Is not forsaken by his God. 4 'T is midnight — and, from ether-plains, Is borne the song that angels know j Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe I he Saviour's wo. ■J p~i 8s and » s . 1 04fc. The Gar dm oj Agony. 1 BEHOLD, where Cedron's waters flow, — Behold the suffering Saviour go, To sad Gethsemane ! His countenance is all divine, Yet grief appears in every line. 2 He bows beneath the sins of men, He cries to God, and cries again, In sad Gethsemane ; He lifts his mournful eyes above — " My Father ! can this cup remove 1 " 3 With gentle resignation still, He yielded to his Father's will, In sad Gethsemane ; — "Behold me here, thine only Son, And, Father ! let thy will be done." 4 The Father heard, — and angels there Sustained the Son of God in prayer, In sad Gethsemane ; He drank the dreadful cup of pain, Then rose to life and joy again. 5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep. And scenes of anguish make us weep, To sad Gethsemane We 'U look, and see the Saviour there, Then humbly bow, like him, in prayer. 1 ^ c "• 1 Is *-J • Christ, dying on the Cross. 1 BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind, Nailed to the shameful I How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for me. 86 HYMNS. 2 Hark ! how he groans, while nature shaken, And earth's strong pillars bend ! The temple's veil asunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 "T is done ! the precious ransom 's paid, "Receive my soul !" he cries : See — how he bows his sacred head ! He bows his head and dies ! 4 But soon he '11 break death's iron-chain, And in full glor\ shine ; O Lamb of God ! was ever pain — Was ever love like thine ] 1 ^fi L M It/Ui Christ on the Cross. 1 'T IS finished ! — so the Saviour cried, And meekly bowed his head, and died ; *T is finished ! — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the vict'ry won. 2 'T is finished ! — this his dying groan Shall sins of every kind atone ; Millions shall be redeemed from death, By this his last expiring breath. 3 *T is finished ! — Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled : Peace, love, and happiness, again Return, and dwell with sinful men. 4 'T is finished ! — let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round : 'T is finished ! — let the echo fly, [sty. Through heaven and hell, through earth arid i ^7 L M J. < / I • Christ dying, rising, and retgmng. 1 HE dies ! — the friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep arcund ? A solemn darkness veils the skies — A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Here 's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But, — lo ! what sudden joys we see * Jesus, the dead, revives again. CHRIST. 87 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him — welcome to the skies. 4 Break off your tears, ye saints ! and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns ; Sing. — how he spoiled the hosts of hell, And led the tyrant, death, in chain* 5 Say, — " Live for ever, glorious King ! Born to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask, — " O death ! where is thy sting ] And where thy vict'ry, boasting grave ! ,s 158. 8s, 7s and 4. 77i€ expiring Saviour 1 HARK ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! — it rends the rocks asunder — Shakes the earth — and veils the sky : "It is finished !"— Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 "It is finished !" — Oh ! what pleasure Do these charming words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ, the Lord: "It is liuished ■"— Saints ! the dying words record. 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ! Join to sing the pleasing theme : All in earth and heaven, uniting, Join to praise In manuel's name . Hallelujah !— Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 1 ^Q L M 1- *J *J • Salvation by the Cr<*s. 1 HERE at thy cross, incarnate God ! I lay my soul beneath thy love, — Beneath the droppings of thy blood, Jesus ! — nor shall it e'er remove. 2 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, Moveless and firm this heart should lie : 88 HYMNS. Resolved, — for that 's my last defence, — If I must perish, here to die. 3 But speak, my Lord ! and calm my fear; Am I not safe beneath thy shade ] Thy vengeance will not strike me here, Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 4 Yes, I 'm secure beneath thy blood. And all my foes shall lose their aim ; Hosanna to my Saviour-God, And my best honors to his name ! 1 f\0 L M JL \JV/» ChrisVs Passion. 1 THE morning dawns upon the place, Where Jesus spent the night in prayer ; Through yielding glooms behold his face Nor form, nor comeliness is there. 2 Brought forth to judgment, now he stands Arraigned, condemned, at Pilate's bar ; Here, spurned by fierce praetorian bands, There, mocked by Herod's men of war 3 He bears their buffeting and scorn, Mock-homage of the lip, the knee — The purple robe, the crown of thorn, — The scourge, the nail, th' accursed tree. 4 No guile within his mouth is found, He neither threatens nor complains ; Meek, as a lamb for slaughter bound,— Dumb, mid his murderers he remains. 5 But hark ! he prays ; — 't is for his foes ; He speaks ; — 't is comfort to his friends Answers, — and paradise bestows : He bows his head ; — the conflict ends. 6 Truly this was the Son of God — Though in a servant's mean disguise : And, bruised beneath the Father's rod, Not for himself, — for man he dies. 1 fil L M IU1» A dying Saviour. 1 STRETCHED on the cross, the Saviour dies Hark ! his expiring groans arise : CHRIST. 89 See — from his hands, his feet, his side, Fast flows the sacred crimson tide ! 2 But life attends the deathfui sound, And flows from every bleeding wound : The vital stream, — how free it flows* To save and cleanse his rebel-toes ! 3 Can I survey this scene of wo, Where mingling grief and wonder flow, And yet my heart unmoved remain. Insensible to love or pain ! 4 Come, dearest Lord ! thy grace impart To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; Till all its powers and passions move, In melting grief and ardent love. Ifi9 LM ■■ \J*m/* Love inscribed on the Cross. 1 WE sing the praise of him who died — Of him who died upon the cross ; The sinner's hope let men deride, For this we count the world but loss. 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see, In shining letters, — " God is Love :" He bears our sins upon the tree, He brings us mercy from above. 8 The cross ! — it takes our guilt away, It holds the fainting spirit up ; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. 4 It makes the coward-spirit brave. And nerves the feeble arm for tight ; It takes its terrors from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of wo, The measure and the pledge of love; T is all that sinners want below, *T is all that angels know above. 1 £JO L. M. Double. ■■ U O • Contrition at the Cross. 1 FAST flow, my tears ! the cause is great, This tribute claims an injured friend — 90 HYMNS. One whom I long pursued with hate, While he would love me to the end : When justice frowned above my head, And death its terrors round me spread, He interposed, the wounds he bore, And bade me live to die no more. 2 Fast flow, my tears ! yet faster flow ! Streams copious as yon purple tide : Who was it gave the deadly blow ? Who urged the hand that pierced his sidft My soul ! thy victim here behold, What pangs, what agonies untold, While justice, armed with power divine, Pours on his head what 's due to thine I 3 Fast and yet faster flow, my tears ! Now break this heart, and drown these eyes , - His visage marred toward heaven he rears, And, pleading for his murderers, dies ! My grief no measure knows, nor end, Till he appears the sinner's Friend, And gives me, in some happy hour, To feel the risen Saviour's power. 164 L. M. Christ crucified, the Wisddm and Power of Gcd. 1 NATURE with open volume stands, To spread her Maker's praise abroad , And every labor of his hands Shows something worthy of a God. 2 But, in the grace that rescued man, His brightest form of glory shines ; Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn, In precious blood and crimson lines. 3 Oh ! the sweet wonders of that cross, Where Christ, the Saviour, loved and iiied Her noblest life my spirit draws, From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 4 I would for ever speak his name, In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne 165 CHRIST. 91 L. M. Crucijixion to ihe U rid. 1 WHEN I Mlrvey the irondrous cross, On which the Prince <>f glory died, My richest gain I count but Losb, And pour contemj)t on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, — from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down: Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown 1 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love, so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 1DD. T)vt Hidingw of the Father 1 a Fact. 1 FROM Calvary a cry was heard — A bitter and heart-rending cry ! My Saviour ! every mournful word Bespeaks thy soul's deep agony. 2 A horror of great darkness fell On thee, thou spotless* holy One t And all the swarming hosts of hell Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace,— These thou could'st bear, nor once repine But when Jehovah veiled his face, Unutterable pangs were thine. 4 Let the dumb world its silence break ! Let pealing anthems rend the sky ! Awake, my sluggish soul ! awake ! He died, that we might never die. 5 Lord '. on thy cross I fix mine eye : If e'er I lose its strong control, Oh 1 let that dying, piercing cry, Melt and recla m my wandering soul. 92 HYMNS. 1 fi7 s M LU I » Redemption completed. 1 "THE Lord is risen indeed !"— Then is his work performed ; The mighty captive now is freed, And death, our foe, disarmed. 2 " The Lord is risen indeed !" — He lives to die no more ; He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 3 "The Lord is risen indeed !" — Then hell has lost his prey : With him is risen the ransomed seed. To reign in endless day. 4 " The Lord is risen indeed !" — Attending angels ! hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. 5 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs ! To sing our risen Lord. •I r*Q 8s. 7s. and 4. J. \JO» Christ triumphant. 1 COME, ye saints ! look here and wonder See the place where Jesus lay ; He has burst the bands asunder — He has borne our sins away : Joyful tidings ! — Yes, the Lord is risen to-day. 2 Jesus triumphs ! — sing ye praises ; — *T was by death he overcame : Thus the Lord his glory raises ; — Thus he fills his foes with shame : Sing ye praises — Praises to the victor's name. 3 Jesus triumphs ! — countless legions Come from heaven, to meet their King Soon, in yonder happy regions, They shall join his praise to sing : Songs eternal Shall through heaven's high arches ring. CHRIST. 93 1 \JtJ • Christ's Ascension. 1 HAIL the day which tees him rise Glorious to his native ski* ! Christ, awhile to mortals gr -n. Enters now the gates of h< iven. 2 There the glorious triumph \\ tits :- Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Christ hath vanquished death and sir; Take the King of glory in. 3 See, — high heaven its Lord receives; — Yet he loves the earth he leaved : Though returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own. 4 Still for us he intercedes ; His prevailing death he pleads; Near himself prepares our place, — Great Forerunner of our race. 5 What though parted from our sight, Far above yon starry height ! May our warm affections rise, Foll'wing him beyond the skies. 17f) Cf.M. *- • v/» Our risen Lord. 1 HOW calm and beautiful the morn Thai gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veiled in midnight-gloom ' Oh ! weep no more the Saviour slain : The Lord is risen — he lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints ! dry every tear For your departed Lord ; " Behold the place — he is not there," The tomb is all unbarred : The gates of d ath were closed in vain , The L 'id is risen — he Lives again. 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer ps bend, The Saviour will himself be there, Your advocate and friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain, 3u: now in Christ ye live again. 94 HYMNS. 4 How tranquil now the rising day ! 'T is Jesus still appears, A risen Lord, to chase away Your unbelieving fears : Oh ! weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen — he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shine upon the soul, How blissful then to die : Since he has risen who once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. m7s. • Resurrection and Ascension of Christ 1 ANGELS ! roll the rock away ; Death ! yield up thy mighty prey ; See ! the Saviour leaves the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 Hark ! the wondering angels ra^se Louder notes of joyful praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo with the blissful sound. 3 Now, ye saints ! lift up your eyes, See him high in glory rise ! Hosts of angels, on the road, Hail him — the incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide, See the Conqueror through them ride f King of glory ! mount thy throne, — Boundless empire is thine own. 5 Praise him. ye celestial choirs ! Tune, and sweep your golden lyres ; Raise, O earth : your noblest songs, From ten thousand thousand tongues. 172 L. M. TJie Resurrection of Christ. " COME, see the place where Jesus lay ! For he hath left his gloomy bed ; — What angel rolled the stone away 1 What spirit brought him from the dead ? CHRIST. 95 2 By his omnipotence he rose! By his own Spirit lived again ; To crush for ever all his foes, — To raise for ever ruined men. 3 They, who his image here partake, — Though long in dust their flesh consume,— Shall sleep in Jesus, and awake To life eternal, frum the tomb. 7s. The Resurrection. 173. 1 MORNING breaks upon the tomb, Jesus scatters all its gloom ; Day of triumph through the skies, — See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Ye who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay ! 3 Christian ! dry your flowing tears, Chase your unbelieving fears ; Look on his deserted grave ; Doubt no more his power to save. H. M. Jesus rising and reigning. 1 YES, the Redeemer rose ; The Saviour left the dead ; And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conquering head : In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands, In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands. And worship at his feet : Joyful they come, And wing their way. From realms of day, To Jesus' tomb. 174 96 HYMNS. 3 Then back to heaven they fly, The joyful news to bear : Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air ! Their anthems say, — "Josus, who bled, Hath left the dead;— He rose to-d.ty." 4 Ye mortals ! catch the sound, — Eedeemed by him from hell ; And send the echo round The globe, on which you dwell Transported, cry, — "Jestits, who bled, Hath left the dead, No more to die," 5 All hail ! triumphant Lord ! Who sav'st us with thy blood : Wide be thy name adored, . Thou rising, reigning God ! With thee we rise, With thee we reign, And empires gain, Beyond the skies. 175. 8s and 7s. Love divine. LOVE dmne, all love excelling, — Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling; All thy faithful mercies crown ; Jesus ! thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art; Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. Breathe, — Oh ! breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast ; Let us all thy grace inherit, Let us find thy promised rest : Take away the love of sinning, Take o*ir load of guilt away ; End the work of thy beginning,— Bring us to eternal day. CHRIST 97 3 Carry on thy Dew creation, Pure and holy may we be; Let ilvation, Perfectly Change from glory into glory. Till in heaven we take our place; Till we east our croi is before thee, Lust in wonder, love, and praise. 1 tys* U. M 1 / Ui The On** celebrated. 1 YE saints! your music bring, And swell the rapturous sound, Strike every trembling string, Till earth and he iven resound : The triumphs <>t' the cross we sing,— Awaki g j • .H-ii j v tul string. 2 The cross — the cross alone — Subdued the powers of hell : . Like lightning from his throne. The prince of darkness fell : The triumphs of the cross we sing, — Awake, ye saints ! each joyful string. 3 The hand of wrath is stayed, In its pursuit of blood ; The cross our debt has paid, And made our peace with God: The triumphs of the cross we sing, — Awake, ye saints ! each joyful string. 4 The cross hath power to save, From all the foes that rise : The cross hath made the grave A passage to the skies : Angels and saints its power shall sing, Till heaven's eternal arches ring. •I rjr^ L M 1 I / • 77?* Resurrection of Christ 1 WHEN I the holy grave survey, Where once my Saviour deigned to lie, e fulfilled what prophets say, And all the power of death defy. 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim, How weak the bands of conquered death: 178 98 HYMNS. Sweet pledge that all who trust his nan>3 Shall rise, and draw immortal breath 3 Jesus, once numbered with the dead, Unseals his eyes, to sleep no more : And ever lives their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore, 4 Thy risen Lord, my soul ! behold ; See the rich diadem he wears ! Thou too shalt bear a harp of gold, — A crown of joy, when he appears. 5 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God ! thou wilt not leave My flesh for ever with the dead, Nor lose *hy children in the grave. 8s, 7s and 4. Coronation of the King of kings. 1 LOOK, ye saints ! the sight is glorious ; See the man of sorrows now, From the fight returned victorious ; — Every knee to him shall bow : Crown him — crown him ! — Crowns become the victor's brow. 2 Crown the Saviour, angels ! crown him Rich the trophies Jesus brings : In the seat of power enthrone him, While the vault of heaven rings : Crown him — crown him ! — Crown the Saviour, King of kings, 3 Sinners in derision crowned him. — Mocking thus the Saviour's claim : Saints and angels ! crowd around him, Own his title, praise his name : Crown him — crown him ! — Spread abroad the victor's fame. 4 Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! Hark ! those loud triumphant chords Jesus takes the highest station ; — Oh ! what joy the sight affords ! Crown him — crown him, — King of kings, and Lord of lords ' CHRIST. 9» 1 7Q 8 M 1 I v« Song of Moses and the I^amb. 1 AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and tne Lamb ; Wake, every heart and every tongue! To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying lo\ Sing of his rising power; Sing — how he intercedes above For tiiose whose sins he bore. 3 Ye pilgrims! on the road To Zion's city, sing ! Rejoice ye in the Lamb of G )d, — In Christ, th' eternal king. 4 Soon shall we hear him say, — M Ye blessed children ! come;" Soon will he call us hence away. And take his wanderers home. t 5 There shall each raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim ; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 1 Qft C M L Ovy» Reigning Kith Christ. 1 THE head, that once was crowned with tnorns. Is crowned with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is his, by sovereign right ; The King of kings, and Lord oi lords, He reigns in glory bright : — 3 The joy ot all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love. And grants his name to know. 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given ; Their Nome, — an everlasting name; Their joy, — the joy of heaven. 100 HYMNS. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with him above; Their profit and their joy — to know The mystery of his love. 6 The cross he bore is life and health. — Though shame and death to h]m ; His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. 181. Christ unseen, yet beloved. 1 NOT with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord ; Yet we rejoice to hear his name, And love him in his word. 2 On earth we want the sight Of our Redeemer's face ; Yet, Lord ! our inmost thoughts deligh- To dwell upon thy grace. 3 And when we taste thy love, Our joys divinely grow Unspeakable, like those above, And heaven begins below. 1 99 c M L \JAJ • Access to God by Christ. 1 COME, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the courts above, And smile to see our Father there, Upon a throne of love. 2 Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood, That calmed his frowning face, That sprinkled o'er the burning throne* And turned the wrath to grace. 3 Now we may bow before his feet, And venture near the Lord ; No fiery cherub guards his seat, Nor double-flaming sword. I The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss Are opened by the Son ; High let us raise our notes of praise, And reach th* almighty throne. CHRIST. 101 5 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, Great Advocate on high ! And glory to th' eternal King Who lays his fury by. 1 QQ L M lOO, IVie good Sfiepherd 1 THOU ! whom my soul admires above All earthly joy, and earthly love, — Tell me, dear Shepherd ! let me know — Where do thy sweetest pastures grow ] 2 Where is the shadow of that i*ock, That from the sun defends thy rlock ! Fain would I feed among thy sheep, — Among them rest, among them sleep. 3 Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown ? My constant feet would never rove, — Would never seek another love. 4 The footsteps of thy flock I see ; Thy sweetest pastures here they be ; A wondrous feast thy love prepares, Bought with thy wounds, and groans, and tears. 5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, And bids me drink his richest blood : Here to these hills my soul will come, Till my beloved leads me home. 1 Q/1 L M l^« Worthy the Lamb 1 WORTHY the Lamb of boundless sway,— In earth and heaven, the Lord of all ! Let all the powers of earth obey, ■ i low before his footstool fall. 2 Higher — still higher, swell the strain, lull's voice the note prolong! Jesus, the Lamb, shall ever reign: — bot hallelujahs crown the song. 1 Q £T 6s and 4s. 1 0«J • Praise to (he Redeemer. 1 COiME, all ye saints of God ! Wide through the earth abroad, Spread Jesus' name ; 102 HYMNS. Tell what his love has done, Trust in his grace alone ; Shout to his lofty throne, — "Worthy the Lamb!" 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ? Dry up your mournful tears ; Swell the glad theme ; Praise ye our gracious King, Strike each melodious string, Join heart and voice to sing, — "Worthy the Lamb!' 3 Hark ! how the choirs above, Filled with the Saviour's love, Dwell on his name ! There, too, may we be found, With light and glory crowned, While all the heavens resound, — "Worthy the Lamb!" 1 Rf\ ° M 1 Ov» Coronation of Christ. 1 ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him — Lord of all. 2 Crown him, — ye morning-stars of light. - Who formed this floating ball ; Now hail the strength of Israel's migni* And crown him — Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Adam's race, — Ye ransomed from the fall ! Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him — Lord of all. 4 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, — Come, spread your trophies at his feet; And crown him — Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him — Lord of all. CHRIST. W* 1 ftT C M lOl i Our High- Priest in Heaven. 1 NOW let our cheerful eyes survey Our great high-priest above; And celebrate his constant care, His sympathetic love. 2 Though raised to a superior throne, Where angels bow around, And high o'er all the shining train, With matchless honors crowned ; — 3 The names of all his saints he bears Deep graven on his heart ; Nor shall the meanest Christian say, That he hath lost his part. 4 Those characters shall fair abide, — Our everlasting trust, — When gems, and monuments, and crown* Are mouldered down to dust. 5 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast. May thy dear name be worn, A sacred ornament and guard, — To endless ages borne. ■I QQ L M. 6 Lines. Jt OOi Our compassionate High- Priest. 1 WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly virtue's narrow way, — To fly the good I would pursue. Or do the sin I would not do,— Still he, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 When sorr'wing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers all that was a friend ; And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me, for a little while, — 104 HYMNS. My Saviour sees the tears I shed, For Jesus wept o'er Laz'rus dead. 4 And Oh ! when I have safely past Through every conflict, but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, — for thou hast died ; Then point to realms of cloudless day. Arid wipe my latest tear away. 189 190 L. M. 6 Lines. Hope of Heaven through Christ. AND art thou, gracious Master ! gone A mansion to prepare for me 1 Shall I behold thee on thy throne, And there for ever dwell with thee ! Then, let the world approve or blame, I '11 triumph in thy glorious name. What transport, Lord ' shall fill my heart, When thou my worthless name shalt own ! When I shall see thee as thou art, And know, as 1 myself am known ! From sin, and fear, and sorrow flee, My soul shall find its rest in thee. 7s. Chrtst, our Hope. 1 CHRIST, of all my hopes the ground, — Christ, the spring of all my joy ! Still in thee let me be found, Still for thee my powers employ. 2 Let thy love my heart inflame ; Keep thy fear before my sight, Be thy piaise my highest aim ; Be thy smile my chief delight. 3 Fountain of o'erflowing grace ! Freely from thy fullness give: Till I close my earthly race, Be 11 Christ for me to live !" 4 Firmly trusting in thy blood, Nothing shall my heart confound ; Safely I shall pass the flood, Safely reach ImmanuePs ground. CHRIST. 105 5 When I touch the blessed shore, Back the closing waves shall roll ; Death's dark stream shall never more Part from thee my ravished soul. 6 Thus, — Oh ! thus an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky ; Having Known it, " Christ to live," Let me know it, " gain to die/' 1 Al 8s and 7s. I *J JL • Jesus, exalted to Vve Throne. 1 JESUS ! hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 2 There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive : Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. . i Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays , l - i • - o - - " • x ~ ---*l--» — Hulp to chant Immanuel's praise. L. M. Ckruty the Lard of Angels. 1 GREAT God ! to what a glorious h?ign„ Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son ! Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 2 Before his feet their armies wait, And swift as finmes of lire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance, or of love. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet. Up to the gates of thine abode, Through all the dangers that we meet, In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 192. 106 HYMNS. 4 Lord ! when we leave this mortal ground, And thou shalt bid us rise and come, — Send thy beloved angels down Safe to conduct our spirits home. mq L. M. «, J • The Way to Heaven. 1 JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, — He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I '11 pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, — " Come hither, soul ! I am the way." 3 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb ! Shalt take me to thee as I am ; My sinful self to thee I give — Nothing but love shall I receive. 4 Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found ; I '11 point to thy redeeming blood, And say, — "Behold the way to God l" ma m. • Christ's Intercession. 1 YES, the Redeemer 's gone, T' appear before our God ; To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne, With his atoning blood. 2 No fiery vengeance nows — No burning wrath comes down ; If justice calls for sinners' blood, The Saviour shows his own. 3 Before his Father's eye Our humble suit he moves ; The Father lays his thunder by,. And looks, and smiles, and loves. 4 Now may our joyful tongues Our Maker's honors sing ; Jesus, the priest, receives our songa, And bears them to the King. CHRIST. 107 5 We bow before his ft And sound his glories high : Hosanna to the God of grace, Who lays his thunder by. 6 On earth thy mercy reigns, And triumphs all above : But, Lord! how weak our mortal strains. To speak immortal love ! J. kJ tJ • Tht Dominion of Christ. 1 HAIL to the Prince of life and peace, Who holds the keys of death and bell ! The boundless world unseen is his, And sovereign power becomes him well 2 In shame and anguish once he died ; — But now he lives for evermore : Bow down, ye saints ! around his seat, And, all ye angel-bands ! adore. 3 Live — live for ever, glorious Lord ! To quell thy foes— and guard thy friends ; While all ihy chosen tribes rejoice, That thy dominion never ends. 4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys. Guided by wisdom, and by love ; Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, O'er worlds below, and worlds a Dove. 5 For ever reign, victorious King ! Wid peopli f o plead : He stands in heaven, their great mgh-priest, And bears their names upon his breast 2 No temple made with hands His place of service is : 108 HYMNS. In heaven itself he stands, — A heavenly priesthood his : In him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw, 3 And though awhile he be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great high-priest again : In brightest glory he will come, And take his waiting people home. 1 *J • • Our Great High-Priest. 1 COME, let us join our songs of praise To our ascended Priest ; He entered heaven, with all our names Engraven on his breast. 2 Below he washed our guilt away, By his atoning blood ; Now he appears before the throne, And pleads our cause with God. 3 Clothed with our nature still, he knows The weakness of our frame, And how to shield us from the foes Whom he himself o'ercame. 4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quencb The fervors of his love ; For us he died in kindness here, And intercedes above. 5 Ojfi ! may we ne'er forget his grace, Nor blush to bear his name ; Still may our hearts hold fast his faitf* - Our lips his praise proclaim. HOLY SPIRIT. 1 Oft c * *• t/O. Breuihing after the Holy Sptrxt. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove I With all thy quickening powers, — HOLY SPIRIT. 109 Kindle a flame of sacred love, In these cold hearts of ours. * Look — how we grovel here below. Fond of these trifling toys ! Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great 1 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With alfthy quickening powers; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 199 S M Convicting and sanctifying Influenc*. 1 COME, Holy Spirit ! come, Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us or our sin, — Then lead to Jesus' blood ; And, to our wondering view, reveal The secret love of God. 3 'T is thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life in every part, And i lew-create the whole. \ i( ■■' hre our drooping faith ; Our doubti and fears remove; And kindle in our breast the flame Of never-dying iove. 7, ^oV/, Influences of t/ie Spirit. 1 GRACIOUS Spirit ! Love divine! Let thy light within me shine: 110 HYMNS. All my guilty fears remove, Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, — Earnest of immortal rest. 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord ! for ever thine. 201. L. M. The Spirit grieved. THE Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flies from the realms of noise and strife Why should we vex and grieve his love, Who seals our souls to heavenly life 1 Tender and kind be all our thoughts, Through all our lives let mercy run . .So God forgives our numerous faults, For the dear sake of Christ, his Son. H. M. Pleading the Promise of the Spirit. 1 O THOU that hearest prayer ! Attend our humble cry ; jAnd let thy servants share Thy blessing from on high : "We plead the promise of thy word ; Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry ; If they, with love sincere, Their varied wants supply ; Much more wilt thou thy love display And answer when thy children pray. *% Our Heavenly Father, thou ; — We, children of thy grace : HOLY SPIRIT. Ill Oh ! let thy Spirit now Descend, and fill the place: So shall we feel the heavenly flame* And all unite to praise thy name. 4 Oh ! send thy Spirit down On all the nations, Lord ! With great success to crown The preaching of thy word, Till heathen lands shall own thy sway, And cast their idol-gods away. 903 8 M *-* \JU* The indwelling Influences of the Spirit. 1 'T IS God, the Spirit, leads In paths before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all his own. 2 Supported by his grace, We still pursue our way ; And hope at last to reach the prize, Secure in endless day. 3 'T is he that works to will, *T is he that works to do ; His is the power by which we act, — His be the glory too. L M. Teachings of the Spirit. 1 COME, blessed Spirit ! source of light, Whose power and grace are uncon fined, Dispel the gloomy shades of night, — The thicker darkness of the mind. 2 To mine illumined eyes display The glorious truth thy word reveals, Cause me to run the heavenly way, Thy book unfold and loose the seals. 3 Thine inward teachings make me know The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity pf things below, And excellence of things "above. 4 While through this dubious maze I stray, Spread, like the sui, thy beams abroad, 204 112 HYMNS. To show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God. OfiA 8s and 7s - ^ \J*-J • Prayer for comforting Influences. \ HOLY GHOST ! dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; Come, thou source of joy and gladness i Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. 2 Author of our new creation ! Bid us all thine influence prove ; Make our souls thy habitation ; Shed abroad the Saviour's love. on« L M ^ \J v/ • Prayer for spiritual Enjoyment. 1 COME, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind, And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought, And lead me to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire ? Oh ! kindle now the sacred flame, Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see ; Oh ! SO^h pln d n ^ , '°' r,T * mnTr T-\iiT*rlor>prj ^^SJ, 11 "* And bid my spirit rest in thee. o(77 « M wl. Ttie Sight of God and Christ in Heaven. 1 DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove ! Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, And mount, and bear us far above The reach of these inferior things ; — 2 Beyond — beyond this lower sky, Up where eternal ages roll, Where solid pleasures never die, And fruits immortal feast the soul. 3 Oh ! for a sight, a blissful sight Of our almighty Father's throne ! There sits the Saviour, crowned with light, Clothed in a body like our own. HOLY SPIRIT. 113 4 Adoring saints around him stand, And thrones and powers before him fall ; The God shines gracious through the man. And sheds sweet glories on them all. 5 Oh ! what amazing joys they feel, While to their golden harps they sing, And sit on every heavenly hill, And spread the triumph of their King ! fc'UUt Prayer for Light and Sanctificat ion 1 HOLY GHOST! with light divine, Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost ! with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. S Holy Ghost ! with joy divine, Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart 4 Holy Spirit ! all-divine, Dwell within this heart of mine; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme, — and reign alone. 5>0Q c M WV/i/« Various Influences desired. 1 ETERNAL Spirit !— God of truth I Our contrite hearts inspire ; Kindle ;>. flame of heavenly love, And feed the pure desire. 2 'T is thine to soothe the sorr'wing mind* With guilt and fear oppressed ; 'T is thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be ; That we, in singleness of heart, May worship only thee. 210. 114 HYMNS. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, That we are sons of God ; Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell, Through Christ's atoning blood. s. M. Prayer for the Spirit. 1 BLEST Comforter divine ! Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine, To guide our souls above. 2 Draw, with thy still small voice, From every sinfifl way ; And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay. 3 By thine inspiring breath, Make every cloud of care, And e'en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 Oh ! fill thou every heart With love to all our race : Great Comforter ! to us impart These blessings of thy grace. Ol 1 L M W JL X • Prayer for Light and Guidance. 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove f With light and comfort from above ; Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 To us the light of truth display, And make us know and choose thy way ; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart 3 Lead u& .o holiness — the road That we must take to dwell with God : Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from his precepts stray. 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with him for ever blessed; Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share, And drink our fill of pleasure there. 212 HOLY SPIRIT. 115 CM. The Sealing of the Spirit. 1 WHY should the children of a king Go mourning all their days 1 — Great Comforter ! descend, and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heaven 1 When wilt thou banish my complaints. And show my sins forgiven } 3 Assure my conscience of her part In. the Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come ; And thy soft wings, celestial Dove ! Will safe convey me home. 01 O L.M. Ht -L fJm Prayer against grieving the Spirit. 1 STAY, thou insulted Spirit ! stay. Though I have done thee such despite , Cast not a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace received , Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ;— 3 Yet, Oh ! the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High-Priest ; Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 My weary soul, O God ! release, Uphold me with thy gracious hand ; Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. 214 L. M. The Comforter. I SURE, the blest Comforter is nigh ; 'T is he sustains my fainting heart ; 116 HYMNS. Else would my hope for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 Whene'er, to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires, — Can it be less than power divine. That animates these strong desires] 3 And, when my cheerful hope can say, — I love my God and taste his grace, Lord ! is it not thy blissful ray, That brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love ! And light and heavenly peace impart— Sweet earnest of the joys above. «vlt/« The Necessity of renewing Grace. 1 HOW helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load ! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue ? 'T is thine, eternal Spirit ! thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'T is thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fall, From reason's darkened eyes; — 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live ; A beam of heaven — a vital ray, 'T is thine alone to give. 5 Oh ! change these wretched hearts of our* And give them life divine ; Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord ! be thine. £>1fi CM & ± \J» The Spirit desired. 1 GREAT Father of each perfect gift ! Behold thy servants wait ; HOLY SPIRIT 117 With longing eyes, and lifted hands, We flock around thy gate. £ Oh ! shed abroad that choicest gitc, — Thy Spirit from above, To cheer our eyes with sacred light, And tire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy ! Declare our sins forgiven : And bear, with energy divine. Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, O God ! thy copious showers That earth its fruit may yield, And change the barren wilderness, To CarmePs flowery field. rw X I • The Outpouring of tlie Spirit. 1 LET songs of praises fill the sky ! Christ, our ascended Lord, Sends down his Spirit, from on high, According to his word. 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, New life creates within : He quickens sinners, from the death Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And to our heart reveals : Our bodies he his tempie makes, And our redemption seals. 4 Come, Holy Spirit ! from above. With thy celestial fire ; Come, and, with flames of zeal and love, Our hearts and tongues inspire. 5>1R LM wlU, The Operations of the Holy Spirit 1 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess, And sing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy power conveys our blessings down, From God, the Father, and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to" day : 118 HYMNS. Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger, and our refuge too. 3 Thy power and glory work within. And break the chains of reigning sin ; Do our imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice , Thy cheering words awake our joys ; Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. oi q c M ^ A *J • Prayer for the promised Spirit. 1 ENTHRONED on high, almighty Lord ■ The Holy Ghost send down : Fulfill in us thy faithful word, And all thy mercies crown. 2 Though, on our heads, no tongues of fire Their wondrous powers impart, Grant, Saviour ! what we more desire, Thy Spirit in our heart. 3 Spirit of life, and light, and love ! Thy heavenly influence give ; Quicken our souls — born from above — In Christ, that we may live. 4 To our benighted minds reveal The glories of his grace, And bring us, where no clouds conceal The brightness of his face. 5 His love within us shed abroad, — Life's ever-springing well, — Till God in us. and we in God, In love eternal dwell. 990 c M ^&\J* Regeneration by the Spirit. 1 NOT all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given ; Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace, HOLY SPIRIT. HO Born in the image of his Son, A new peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly winl. Breathes on the sons of flesh ; Creates anew the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake, and rise, From the long sleep of death : On heavenly things we fix our eye*, And praise employs our breath. TRINITY. 221, 6» and 4s. Invocation. 1 COME, thou almighty King ! Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father ! all-glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of days ! 2 Come, thou incarnate Word i Gird on thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success ; Spirit of holiness ! On us descend. 3 Come, holy Comforter ! Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour : Thou, who almighty art, iSow rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power ! 4 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! 120 HYMNS. His sovereign majesty May we in glory see*, And to eternity Love and adore. 999 CM -W/W/W* Praise to the Godhead. 1 LET them neglect thy glory, Lord ! Who never knew thy grace ; But our loud songs shall still record The wonders of thy praise 2 We raise our shouts, O God ! to thee, And send them to thy throne ; All glory to th' united Three, — The undivided One. 3 'T was he — and we '11 adore his name- That formed us hy a word ; *T is he restores our ruined frame ; — Salvation to the Lord ! 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound ; Rocks, hills, and vales reflect the voice, In one eternal round. 990 c - M - O/C' tJ • Praise to the Trinity. 1 FATHER of glory ! to thy name Immortal praise we give, Who dost an act of grace proclaim, And bid us rebels live. 2 Immortal honor to the Son, Who makes thine anger cease : — Our lives he ransomed with his own, And died to make our peace. 3 To thine almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given ; Whose influence brings us near to thee, And trains us up for heaven. 4 Let men, with their united voice, Adore th' eternal God, And spread his honors and their joys, Through nations far abroad. TRINITY. 121 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join One general song to raise ; Let saints, in earth and heaven, combine. In harmony and praise. 99 A L M C/4/*±U Prayer to the Trinity. 1 FATHER of heaven ! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, — Before thy throne we sinners bond; To us thy pard'ning love extend. 2 Almighty Son — incarnate Word — Our prophet, priest, redeemer, Lord ! Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, — Before thy throne we sinners bend , To us thy quickening power exteiid. 4 Jehovah ! — Father, Spirit, Son ! — Mysterious Godhead — Three in One ! Before thy throne we sinners bend ; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. OO^ 6s and 4s. •W-w *J • Prayer iv the Tnune Jr.hovaJi. 1 THOU ! whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard. And took their flight, — Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the gospel s day Sheds not its glorious ray, — "Let there be light !" 2 Thou ! who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight, — Health to the sick in mind. Sight to the inly blind, — Oh ! now to all mankind "Let there be light !" 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving holy Dove ! Speed forth thy flight : 122 HYMNS. Move on the waters' face, Bearing the lamp of grace, And in earth's darkest place "Let there be light !" 4 Holy, holy, holy, Most glorious Trinity, — Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride, O'er the earth, far and wide — "Let there be light!" 99fi LM &&VJ* Praise to the Father, Son and Spirit 1 BLEST be the Father and his love, To which celestial source we owe Rivers of endless joy above, And rills of comfort here below. 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God ! From whose dear wounded body rolls A precious stream of vital blood — Pardon and life for dying souls. 3 We give thee, sacred Spirit ! praise, Who in our hearts of sin and woe, Mak'st living springs of grace arise, And into boundless glory flow. 4 Thus God, the Father,— God, the Son,— And God, the Spirit, we adore ; — That sea of life and love unknown. Without a bottom, or a shore. 997 7s V/vli Christians praising the Trinity. J GREAT the joy when Christians meet ; Christian fellowship, how sweei, — When, their theme of praise the same, They exalt Jehovah's name ! 2 Sing we then eternal love ; Such as did the Father move : — He beheld the world undone ; Loved the world, and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's unbounded love ; — How be left the realms above ; TRINITY. 123 Took our nature and our place, — Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sing we too the Spirit's love ; — With our stubborn hearts he strove ; Chased the mists of sin away, — Turned our night to glorious day. 5 Great the joy, the union sweet, When the saints in glory meet ; Where the theme is still the same ; Where they praise Jehovah's name. 7s Communion icith the Triune God. 228. 1 IN thy presence we appear ; Lord ! we love to worship here, When, within the veil, we meet Thee upon thy mercy-seat 2 While thy glorious name is sung, Touch our lips, and loose our tongue; Then our joyful souls shall bless Thee, the Lord, our righteousness. 3 While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend ; Hear us, for thy Spirit pleads , Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 4 While thy word is heard with awe, And we tremble at thy law, Let thy gospel's wondrous love Every doubt and fear remove. 5 While thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon through thy name, In their voices, let us own Jesus, speaking from the throne. 6 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn ; That, at evening, we may say, — " We have walked with God to-day." OQQ 8 s and 7s. ^ ^ i/ • Praise to Father, Son and Spirit. 1 TO the source of every blessing, Grateful anthems let us raise ; 124 HYMNS. Holy joy, our souls possessing, Swells the tribute of our praise. 2 Glory to th' almighty Father, Fountain of eternal love, Who, his wandering sheep to gather, Sent a Saviour from above. 3 To the Son all praise be given, Who, with love unknown before, Left the bright abode of heaven, And our sins and sorrows bore. 4 Equal strains of warm devotion Let the Spirit's praise employ ; Author of each pure emotion, — Source of wisdom, peace, and joy. 5 Thus — our joyful hearts ascending, — Glorify Jehovah's name ; Heavenly songs with ours are blending,- There, the theme is still the same. S. M. The Father, Son and Holy Glio»t. 1 WHILE all the angel-throng Give thanks to God on high, Let earth repeat the joyful song, And echo to the sky. 2 Father ! in whom w r e live, In whom we are and move, — The glory, power and praise receive Of thine eternal iovt>. 3 Incarnate Deity ! Let all the ransomed race Render in thanks their lives toine^ For thy redeeming grace. 4 Spirit of holiness ! Let all thy saints adore Thy sacred energy, and bless Thy heart-renewing power. 5 Eternal, glorious Lord ! Let all the saints above, Let all the sons of men, record, And celebrate thy love. 230 231 TRINITY. 8s and 6s Peculiar. Hallelujah to the Triune God. 1 SING— Hallelujah ! praise the. Lord! Sing with a cheerful voice ; Exalt our God with one accord, And in his nam-' rejoice : Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host ! To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Till in the realms of endless light, Your praises shall unite. 2 There we to all eternity, Shall join th' angelic lays, And sing, in perfect harmony, To God our Saviour's praise ; He hath redeemed us by his blood, And made us kings and priests to God : For us — for us the Larnb was slain, — Praise ye the Lord ! — Amen. ALARMING. QOO 7» and 6s. Peculiar. £0<£» The Alarm. 1 SINNER ! stop— Oh ! stop and think. Before you farther go : Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting wo? On the verge of ruin stop ; — Now the friendly warning take ; Stay your footsteps, ere you drop Into the burning lake. 2 Say — have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose \ Fear you not that iron-rod With which he breaks, his foes 1 Can you stand in that dread day, Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt away, Like wax before the flame 1 126 HYMNS. 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to his bar : Then you '11 hear your awful doom, And sink in deep despair ! All your sins will round you crowd ; You will mark their crimson die, Each for vengeance crying loud, And then — no refuge nigh ! oqq l m ^tJtJm The Sinner exhorted. 1 SINNER ! Oh ! why so thoughtless grown Why in such fearful haste to die ] Why speed thy flight to worlds unknown, — Regardless of thy destiny 1 2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God, Led on by sin's delusive dreams 1 Madly despise the Saviour's blood, And force thy passage to the flames 1 3 Sinner ! Oh ! lift thy thoughts above, And hear the Lord of life unfold The glories of his dying love — For ever telling, yet untold I & t^TD • The Sinner warned. 1 HASTE, O sinner ! to be wise, Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Wisdom warns thee, from the skies, All the paths of death to shun. 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Thy probation may be o'er, Ere this evening's work is done. 8 Haste, O sinner ! now return ; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Haste, while yet thou canst be blest? Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Death may thy poor soul arrest, Ere the morrow is begun ALARMING, 127 oq* »•• ^fjfj Dangf.ru/DeUiy. 1 DELAY not, delay nut; O sinner! draw near, The waters of lite are now flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is tree. 2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God 1 A fountain is opened, — how canst thou refuse To wash, and be cleansed in his pard'nincr blood 1 8 Delay not, delay not, O sinnc ! to come, For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day ; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,— Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not ; the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight ; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, — To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 93fi L M ** *J \J • One Thing needful. 1 WHY will ye waste, on trifling cares, That life which God's compassion spares, While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot] 2 Shall God invite you from above! Shall Jesus urge his dying love? Shall troubled conscience give you pain, And all these pleas unite in vain ) 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue ; Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart : Nor let us waste, on trifling cares, That life which thy compassion spares- OO7 C. M &tJ i * Exhortation to Repentance. 1 REPENT ! the voice celestial crie? , No longer dare delay : 128 HYMNS. The soul that scorns the mandate dies, And meets a fiery day. 2 No more the sovereign eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men ; His heralds now are sent abroad To warn the world of sin. 3 O sinners ! in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess; Accept the offered Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 4 Soon, will the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar ; His mercy knows th' appointed bound, And yields to justice there. 5 Amazing love — that yet will call, And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts subdued by goodness fall v And weep* and love*, and praise. &tJ{J 9 The Sinner meeting God. 1 SINNER ! art thou still secure 1 Wilt thou still refuse to pray ] Can thy heart or hand endure, In the Lord's avenging day ] 2 See, — his mighty arm is bared ; Awful terrors clothe his brow ! For his judgments stand prepared j— Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes, Earth affrighted hastes to flee , Solid mountains melt like wax : What will then become of thee 1 4 Who his coming may abide 7 You that glory in your shame !— Can you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapt in flame ! r\ 6) r\ 8s, 7s and 4. vOi/» TVie Voice of Mercy. 1 HEAR, O sinner ! mercy hails you ; Now with sweetest voice she calls; ALARMING. 120 Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, Ere the hand of justice i Hear, () sinner ! 'T is the voice of mercy calls. 2 See! the storm of vengeance gatheriug O'er the path yon dare to tread ! Hark: the awful thunder rolling Loud and Louder <>'er your b< Turn, sinner ! L^st the lightning strike you <)< ad. 3 Haste, O sinner ! to the Saviour; k his mercy while you ma) . Soon the day of grace is over ; — Boon your lite will pass away ; Haste, () sinner ! You must perish if you stay. PztO c P M C'^rvy* Present and future Realities. 1 LO '. on a narrow neck of land, Between two boundless seas i stand, — Yet how insensible ! A point of time — a moment's space — Removes me to yon heavenly placet Or — sinus me up in hell! 2 O God ! my inmost soul convert, And, deeply on my thoughtless heart, Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight. And save me, ere it be too late ; — Wake me to righteousn 3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day. When thou with clouds shah come To judge the nations at thy bar; — And tell me, Lord '. shall I b Tj in b1 a joyful doom .' 4 Be this my one great business lure With holy trembling, holy fear, To make 1 1 iv calling sure ! Thin* utmost counsel to fulfill, To s:;:ier all thy righteous will. And to the end endure ! 9 130 HYMNS. 5 Then, Saviour ! then my soul receive, Transported from the earth, to live And reign with thee above : Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope, in full supreme delight, And everlasting love. 9AA L M <%•*"* J- • Life, the Day of Grace and Hope. 1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward ; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God has given, To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven ; The day of grace, — and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 3 The living know that they must die, But all the dead forgotten lie ; Their mem'ry and their sense are gone, Alike unknowing and unknown. 4 Then, what my thoughts design to do, My hands ! with all your might pursue ; Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground 5 There are no acts of pardon past, In the cold grave to which we haste ; But darkness, death, and long despair, Reign in eternal silence there. 9A9 c M> ^TJ/Vi Expostulation with Sinners. 1 YE ! who despise the Saviour's grace, And scorn his gospel, here, — How can you meet his angry face, Or at his bar appear ? 2 When every earthly hope shall fail,— When storms of wrath are nigh,- How will your souls affrighted quail, Beneath his burning eye ! 3 Why will you madly rush on deatn, And force your way to wo 1 L. M Advice to Youth. ALARMING. 1*1 Why tempt the God, that holds your breath, To strike the fatal blow. 4 Turn, guilty sinners ! quickly turn ; Oh ! come to Jesus now ; — Ere the fierce flames around you burn, To your Redeemer bow. 243. 1 NOW, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God ; Behold ! the months come hastening on, When you shall say — " My joys are gone 2 Behold ! the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head. 3 The dust returns to dust again ; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God — not there to dwell, — But hears her doom, and sinks to hell 4 Eternal King ! I fear thy name ; Teach me to know how frail I am ; And when my soul must hence remove. Give me a mansion in thy love. QAA a M & li li» Grieving the Spirit. 1 AND canst thou, sinner ! slight The call of love divine 1 Shall God, with tenderness invite, And gain no thought of thine 1 2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve The Spirit from thy breast, Till he thy wretched soul shall leave With all thy sins oppressed? 3 To-day, a pard'ning God Will hear the suppliant pray; To-day, a Saviour's cleansing blood Will wash thy guilt away. 4 But, grace so dearly bought If yet thou wilt despise, 132 HYMNS. Thy fearful doom, with vengeance fraught, Wiii till thee with surprise. 245 C. M. Frailty and Sin 1 HOW sh.)rt and hasty is our life ! How vast our souPs affairs ! Yet senseless mortals vainly strive To lavish out their years. 2 Our (1 n s run thoughtlessly along, Without a moment's stay ; Just like a story, or a song, We pass our* lives away 3 God fr«-»m on high invites us home, But wo march heedless on, And, ever hastening to the tomb, Stoop downward as we run. 4 How we deserve the deepest hell, Who slight the joys above ! What chains of vengeance should we fe*?i Who break such cords of love J 5 Draw us, O God ! with sovereign grace And lift our thoughts on high, That we may end this mortal race, And see salvation nigh. <& 4ti • Brevity of Life. 1 LET others boast how strong they be, Nor death nor danger fear ; But we'll confess, O Lord! to thee, What feeble things we are, 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs. And dies, if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 't is our God supports our frame, — The God who bdiit as first ; ALARM ING. 133 Salvation to th' almighty Name That reared us from the dust 247 U M. The lioad to Lift- and to Drath. 1 BROAD is the road lhat |e*ds to death, And thousands walk together there; But wisdom shows a narrow path. With here and there a traveller. 2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross," — Is the Redeemer's great command: Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain tins heavenfy land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne'er attain; — Which false ^r>r»c*- ..._. never knew. CtOi Uncertainty of Life. 1 TO-MORROW, Lord ! is thine,— Lodged in thy sovereign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine. It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; Oh ! make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since, on this fleeting hour, Eternity is hung, Awaken, by thy mighty power, The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care ; — Be that one thing pursued ; tic-, the season fair Should never be renewed. 5 To v we rly, Swift as the morning-light, 134 HYMNS. Lest life's young golden beams should die, In sudden, endless night CONVICTION. v4it/# The Sinner arrested. 1 MY former hopes are fled, My terror now begins ; My guilty soul, alas ! is "dead In trespasses and sins." 2 Ah ! whither shall I fly]— Where seek for mercy's door 1 The law proclaims destruction nigh. And justice armed with power. 3 When I review my ways, I dread th' impending doom ; While yet some friendfy whisper say v "Flee from the wrath to come ¥'' 4 Oh ! that I now might see Some glimmering from afar,— Some beam of hope to dawn on me, And save me from despair. O^A 7s and 6s * w Is \J • The Sinner disquieted. 1 WHY sinks my soul desponding? Why fill my eyes with tears 7 While nature all-surrounding The smile of beauty wears : Why, burdened now with sorrow, Is every lab'ring thought 1 Each vision that I borrow, With gloom and sadness fraught? 2 The pleasures that deceived me My soul no more can charm ; Of rest they oft bereaved me, And filled me with alarm ; The objects, I have cherished, Are empty as the wind ; My earthly joys have perished ; — What comfort shall I find 1 CONVICTION. 135 d If inward, still inquiring, I turn my searching eye, Or upward, now aspiring, I raise my feeble cry, No heavenly lighl is reaming To cheer my troubled breast, No ray of comfort gleaming To give my spirit rest 4 My soul ! from this dread anguisn Is there no refuge nigh I 'T is guilt that makes thee languish, And leaves thee thus to die : Renounce thy sin and folly Before the throne of grace ; And make the Lord, most holy, Thy strength and righteousness. 9^1 c M &tJ J. • Convict w?i by the Law. 1 LORD ! how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and brighi ; "But since the precept came, With a convincing power and light, I find how vile 1 am. 3 My guilt appeared but small before, Till terribly 1 saw — How perfect, holy, just, and pure. Is thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load, My sins revived again : — I have provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes are slain. 5 My God! I cry with every breath For some kind power to save, — To break the yoke of sin and death And thus redeem the sla wl//0« Strivings of the Sj>iru. 1 SAY, sinner ! hath a voice within Oft whispered to thy a cret soul, 136 HYMNS. Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control * 2 Sinner ! it was a heavenly voice, — It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 3 Spurn not the call to life and light ; Regard, in time, the warning kind ; That call thou may'st not always slight. And yet the gate of mercy find. 4 God's Spirit will not always strive With hardened, self-destroying man ; Ye, who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 5 Sinner ! perhaps, this very day, Thy last accepted time may be : Oh ! should'st thou grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thea 253. S. M. Man condemned before God. 1 AH ! how shall fallen man Be just before his God 1 If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 If he our ways should mark, With strict inquiring eyes, Could we, for one of thousand faults, A just excuse devise ? 3 All-seeing, powerful God ! Who can with thee contend 1 Or who, that tries th' unequal strife. Shall prosper in the end ] 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake ; The trembling earth deserts her place, Her rooted pillars shake. 5 Ah ! how shall guilty man Contend with such a God ] None — none can meet him, and escape But through the Saviour's blood. CONVICTION. IS* ^04. The evil Heart. 1 ASTONISHED and distressed, I turn mine eyes within ; — My heart with loads of guilt oppressed, The seat of every sin. 2 What crowds of evil thoughts, What vile affections there ! Distrust, presumption, artful guile, Pride, envy, slavish fear ! 3 Almighty King of saints ! These hateful sins subduej Dispel the darkness from my mind, And all my powers renew. 4 This done, — my cheerful voice Shall loud hosannas raise ; My soul shall glow with gratitude, — My lips pronounce thy praise. INVITING. 255. CM. T.'ie Saviour's Invitatton 1 THE Saviour calls — let every ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubting souls ! dismiss your fear, Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, llun- streams of bounty flow, And life, and health, and bliss impart, To banish mortal wo. I Ye dinners! come ; 't is mercy's voice. The gracious call obey ; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, — And can you yet delay? 4 Dear Saviour! draw reluctant hearts, To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink, and never die. l?o HYMNS. P^fi LM *mt *J \J • Rest for the weary Penitent 1 COME, weary souls ! with sin distressed, Come, and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; Pardon and life, and endless peace, — How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 3 Lord ! we accept, with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart ; We come, with trembling ; yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, — our fears remove ; Oh ! sweetly reign in every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. o/V7 CM - vt^l • The Gospel- Trumpet 1 LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds, With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls. That feed upon the wind. And vainly strive with earthly toils To fill th' immortal mind ! — 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die ! Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy, here, In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. INVITING. 13* 6 'Hie happy gates of gospel-grace Stand open night and day ; — Lord ! we are come to seek supplies And drive our wants away. P^O KM. *W1/V^J» Christ's Invitation to Sinnert. 1 * COME hither, all ye weary souls ! Ye heavy-laden sinners ! come ; I '11 give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 "They shall find rest, who learn of me, — I'mofa meek and lowly mind; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 " Blessed is the man, whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus ! we come at thy command ; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits, to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thy will. 9^Q LM wt/t/i Living Waters. 1 HO ! every one that thirsts ! draw nigh ; — *T is God invites the fallen race ; Mercy and free salvation buy, Buy wine, and milk, and gospel-grace. 2 Ye nothing in exchange can give, — Leave all ye have and are behind ; Freely the gift of God receive, — Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 3 Come to the living waters, come ; Sinners! obey your Maker's voice; Return, ye weary wanderers ! home, And in redeeming love rejoice. C M. The Resolve. COME, trembling sinner ! in whose breast, A thousand thoughts revolve ; 260 261. 140 HYMNS Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed And make this last resolve : — 2 fc 1 '11 go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose ; I '11 seek his courts, and enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 m Prostrate I '11 fall before his throng And there my guilt confess ; 1 '11 tell him, I 'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace. 4 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But, if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 5 " I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; For if 1 stay away, I know I must for ever die." 8s and 7s. PecuhaT A Fountain set open 1 COME to Calv'ry's holy mountair Sinners, ruined by the fall ! Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, — to me, — to all, — In a full perpetual tide, Opened when the Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind ; Here the guilty, free remission, — Here the troubled, peace may find ; Health this fountain will restore ; He that drinks shall thirst no more :— 3 He that drinks shall live for ever, — 'T is a soul-reviving flood : God is faithful — God will never Break his covenant in blood ; — Signed, when our Redeemer died, Sealed, when he was glorified. Ol^O 8s and 7s. &\J&/* False and true Pleasure. 1 TELL us, wanderer ! wildly roving From the path that leads to peace, INVITING. Ul Pleasure's false enchantment loving, — When will thy delusion cease ! 2 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded, We could kneel at pleasure's shrine ; Then our brightest hopes were bounded, By delights as false as thine. 3 But those visions never blessed us, — Soon their fleeting day was o'er; Then the world, that had caressed us, Charmed us with its smiles no more. 4 Such is pleasure's transient story ; Lasting happiness is known Only in the path to glory, — In the Saviour's love alone. )pO L M • O O • The happy Choice. 1 TO-DAY — if ye will hear his voice, Now is the time to make your choice ; Say — will you to Mount Zion go 1 Say — will you have this Christ, or no ! 2 Ye wandering souls, who find no rest ! Say — will you be for ever blest] Will you be saved from sin and hell? Will you with Christ in glory dwell 1 3 Come now, dear youth ? for rain bound, Obey the gospel's joyful sound ; Come, go with us, and you shall prove The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 4 Once more we ask you in his name, — For yet his love remains the same, — Say — will you to Mount Zion go ? Say — will you have this Christ or no! •)PA c M vUtt* Pardon and Sanctification in Christ. 1 HOW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin — how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds, Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there 's a voice of sovereign grace, Sounds from the sacred word ; — 142 HYMNS u Ho ! ye despairing sinners ! come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys th* almighty call, And runs to this relief : ] would believe thy promise, Lord ! Oh ! help my unbelief. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God ! I fly ; Here let me wash my spotted soul, From stains of deepest die. £ A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. & U *J • The Way to Zion. 1 INQUIRE, ye pilgrims ! for the way That leads to Zion's hill, And thither set your steady face, With a determined will. 2 Oh ! come, and to his temple hasie, And seek his favor there ; Before his footstool, humbly bow, And pour your fervent prayer. 3 Oh ! come, and join your souls to God In everlasting bands ; Accept the blessings he bestows, With thankful hearts and hands. 9(\(\ CM WvU» Invitation to the Gospel-Feast. 1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor ! Behold a royal feast, — Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 Here Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you, come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; But see ! there yet is room : — 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; — There love and pity meet ; INVITING. 143 Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his tout. 4 Oil ! come, and, with his children, taste The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 5 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, In songs on earth unknown. 26 -" C. M. i. The Fountain of living Waters. 1 OH ! what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found, Suited to every sinner's case Who hears the joyful sound ! 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring ; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, — A deep celestial spring. 3 This spring with living water flows, And heavenly joy imparts ; Come, thirsty souls ! your wants disclose, And drink, with thankful hearts. 4 Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace : Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. ^ \J\J» Sinners w ged to accept the Invitation. 1 YE ! who in his courts are found, Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and helpless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, — Glorify thr King of kin^s, Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyed, View this bleeding sacrifice; , in him, your sins forgiven, Pardon, holiness, and heaven ; H4 HYMNS. Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings ^ \J d stand. •272. h, 7- ;tnd 4. >n to Sinner* I COME, ye sinners ! heavy-) I.ost and ruined by the fall, — 10 146 HYMNS. If you wait till you are better, You will never come at all : Sinners only, Christ, the Saviour, came to call. 2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you. Nor of fitness fondly dream; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him : This he gives you ; — 'T is the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold him, There he groans, and bleeds, and dios 9 " Tt is finished" — Heaven accepts the sacrifice. 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, — venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 5 Saints and angels, joined in' concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb ; While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name ; Hallelujah ! — Sinners here may sing the same. ,970 l. M. & I £>• The Sinner entreated. 1 RETURN, O wanderer ! now return, And seek thine injured Father's face , Those new desires that in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer ! now return, He hears thy deep repentant sigh ; He hears thy softened spirit mourn, When no intruding ear is nigh. '3 Return, O wanderer! now return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live : Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive INVITING. 14: 4 Return, O wanderer ! now return, And wipe away the falling tear ; Thv Father calls — "No longer mourn !" ' r is mercy's voice invites thee near. 97 A c M VI 4J. The heavenly Guest. 1 AND will the Lord thus condescend To visit sinful worms ? Thus at the door shall mercy stand. In all her winning forms) 2 Shall Jesus for admittance plead, His charming voice unheard \ And this vile heart, for which he bled, Remain for ever barred 1 3 'T is sin, alas ! with tyrant-power, The lodging has possessed ; And crowds of traitors bar the door, Against the heavenly guest. 4 Lord ! rise in thine all- conquering grace Thy mighty power display ; One beam of glory from thy face Can drive my foes away. 5 Ye vile seducers ! hence depart ; Dear Saviour ! enter in ; Oh ! guard the passage to my heart, And keep out every sin. 2ry/~ Ss, 7s and 4. / O • Glad Tidings. 1 SINNERvS ! will you scorn the message Coming from the courts above ) Mercy s; very passage ; Every iin«' is full of love ; Oh ! believe it, — Every line is full of love. 2 Now, the heralds of salvation Joyful oewa from heaven proclaim . — Sinn from condemnation, Through the all-atoning Lamb! Life receiving — Through the all-atoning Lamb. U8 HYMNS. 3 Who hath their report believed ? Who received the joyful word 1 Who embraced the news of pardon, Freely offered by the Lord 1 Life immortal, — Freely offered by the Lord. 4 O ye angels ! hovering round us, — Waiting spirits ! speed your way, Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay, — Rebel-sinners — Glad the message will obey. 97 ft SM - vi Uo The accepted Time. 1 NOW is th' accepted time, Now is the day of grace ; O sinners ! come, without delay, And seek the Saviour's face, 2 Now is th' accepted time, The Saviour calls to-day ; To-morrow it may be too late ;— Then why should you delay ] 3 Now is th' accepted time, The gospel bids you come ; And every promise, in his word, Declares there yet is room. 4 Lord ! draw reluctant souls, And melt them by thy love ; Then will the angels speed their way To bear the news above. Qryry 8s and 4. W f • • The Gospel-Trumpet. 1 HARK — hark ! the gospel-trumpet sounds- Through the wide earth the echo bounds ; Pardon and peace by Jesus' blood ! Sinners are reconciled to God. By grace divine. 2 Come, sinners ! hear the joyful news. Nor longer dare the grace refuse ; INVITING. 149 Mercy and justice here combine, Goodness and truth harmonious join, T' invite you near. 3 Ye saints in glory ! strike the [y Ye mortals ! catch the sacred nre; Let both the Saviour's k>ve proclaim; — Foi ever worthy is the Lamb Of endless praise. r>7Q c * w 4 O* The Young exhorted, ■ 1 VE hearts with youthful vigor warm! In smiling crowds draw near ; And turn from every mortal charm, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 The soul, that longs to see his face, Is sure his love to gain ; And they, who early seek his grace, Shall never seek in vain. 4 What object, Lord ! my soul should move, If once compared with thee? What beauty should command my love, Like what in Christ I see] B Away, ye false delusive toys ! Vain tempters of the mind; T is here I fix my lasting choice, For here, true bliss 1 find. 79. I CHILDREN! hear the melting story Of the Lamb that once was slain ; T is the Lord of life and glory ; Shall he plead with you in vain? Oh : him, And salvation now obtain. Id no more to sin and folly, So displeasing in his sight ;" 8s. 7s and 4. ■iren exhorted. 150 HYMNS. Jesus loves the pure and holy, They alone are his delight ; Seek his favor, And your hearts to him unite. 3 All your sins to him confessing Who is ready to forgive ; Seek the Saviour's richest blessing, On his precious name believe ; He is waiting, — Will you not his grace receive 1 &(D\J* Children invited to Christ. 1 CHILDREN ! listen to the Lord, And obey his gracious word ; Seek his face with heart and mind — Early seek, and you shall find. 2 Sorrowful, your sins confess ; Plead his perfect righteousness ; See the Saviour's bleeding side ; — Come — you will not be denied. 3 For his worship now prepare ; Kneel to him in fervent prayer ; Serve him with a perfect heart ; Never from his ways depart. PENJTENTIAL. i)Q1 c M - But floods of tears can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord ! I give myself away ; — 'T is all that I can do. 285 L. M. 6 Lines. Backslider's Return through Christ. 1 WEARY of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return, I Lear, and bow beneath the rod ; To him, with penitence, I mourn: I have an advocate above, — A friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesus ! full of truth and grace, More full of grace than I of sin, — Yet once again I seek thy face, Open ihine arms and take me in , Oh ! freely my backslidings heal, And love the dying sinner still. PENITENTIAL. 153 Ah ! give me, Lord ! the tender hean, That trembles aft th' approach oi sin; A godly fear of sin impart, Implant, and root it deep within; That 1 may fear thy gracious power, And nevci dare V offend thee more. 286. C. M. Penitence and Hope. 1 DEAR Saviour ! when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet ashamed I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Oh • while I breathe to thee, my Lord \ The penitential sigh, Confirm the kind forgiving word, With pity in thine eye. 3 Then shall the mourner, at thy feet, Rejoice to seek thy face ; And grateful own — how kind, how sweet, Thy condescending grace. 99!7 7 '- ^\~J I • Confession and Entreaty. 1 SOVEREIGN Ruler, Lord of ail ! Prostrate at thy feet 1 fall ; Hear, Oh ! hear my earnest cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die. 2 Vilest of the sons of men, — Chief of sinners I have been ; Oft abused thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace. 3 Justly might thy righteous dart Pierce this bleeding, broken heart; Justly might thine angry breath Blast mo in eternal death. 4 But witl th*'e there 's mercy found,— Balm to beal my every wound : Soot: ©the the troubled breast. Give the weary wanderer i 154 HYMNS, OQQ c - M <£>(DkD* Penitence. 1 PROSTRATE, dear Jesus ! at ihy teet, A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards, to thy mercy-seal, Presumes to lift his eyes*. 2 Imtanre. in Vieir of Chi isfs Compassion. 1 DID Christ o'er sinners weep .' — And shall our cheeks be drv ] 156 HYMNS. Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears The angels wondering see ! Be thou astonished, O my soul ! He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept — that we might weep ;■ — Each sin demands a tear ; — In heaven alone no sin is found, — There is no weeping there. OQO CM &*J *J • The Soul casting itself on Christ. X APPROACH, my soul ! the mercy-seat Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh : Thou callest burdened souls to thee, And such, O Lord ! am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, That, sheltered near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him— "Thou hasl died." 5 Oh ! wondrous love,— to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name ! 9QA c M - vt/TPi In-dicelhng Sin lamented. 1 WITH tears of anguish, T lament, Before thy feet, my God ! My passion, pride, and discontent, And vile ingratitude. 2 Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been ; PENITENTIAL. 157 So faithless to its promises. — So prone to bvgtj sin. 3 How long, dear Saviour ! shall I feel These struggles in my breast x When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest I 4 Break, sovereign grace ! Oh ! breaK the charm And set the captive fn Reveal, great God ! thy mighty arm, And haste v«/nng, Your streams hud e'en conveyed me there. 3 Lord! I adore thy matchless gr That warned me of that dark abyss; That drew me from those treacherous seas. And bade me seek superior bliss. 4 Now to the shining realms above, I stretch my hands, and glance mine eves ; Oh ! for the pinions of a duve, To bear me to the upper skies. 5 There, from the bosom of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll; There would I fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. t '\J\Jm Rejoicing. 1 NOW let our voices join Tu raise a sacred song ; Ye pilgrims ! in Jehovah's ways, With music pass along. 2 See — flowers of paradise, In rich profusion, spring ; The sun of glory gilds the path, And dear companions sing. 3 See — Salem's golden spires, In beauteous prospect, rise ; And brighter crowns than mortals wear$ Which sparkle through the skies. 4 All honor to his name, Who marks the shining way, — To him who leads the pilgrims on To realms of endless day. 307 ( M U\S i • Salvation velcomed. 1 SALVATION! Oh! the joyful sound ; 'T is pleasure to our ears ; — A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; 164 HYMNS. But we arise, by grace divine. To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! — let the echo fly The spacious earth around ; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 308. 7s. Darkness turned to Light. 1 BOUNDLESS glory, Lord ! be thine , Thou hast made the daikness shine ; Thou hast sent a cheering ray ; Thou hast turned our night to day 2 Darkness long involved us round, Till we knew the joyful sound ; Then our darkness fled away, — Chased by truth's effulgent ray. 3 They are blessed, and none beside, — They, who in the truth abide ; Clear, the light that marks their way — Leading to eternal day. 4 Guide us, Saviour ! through the road, Till we reach the saints' abode ; Till we see thee throned above, As thou art, — the God of love. Qf\Q c. m. *J\J*Jm Reluming to Zion. 1 SING, all ye ransomed of the Lord I Your great Deliverer sing : Ye pilgrims ! now, for Zion bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 See the fair way his hand, hath made :— How peaceful and how plain ! The simplest traveler need not err. Nor seek the path in vain. 3 A hand divine shall lead you on, Through all the blissful road ; Till to the sacred mount you rise. And see your smiling God. 4 Bright garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on everv head ; CONVERSION. 105 While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows, all arc fed. 5 March on, in your Redeemer's strength ; Pursue h ill; With joyfttl hope, still fix your eve On Zion's heavenly hill. «-/ J v '• Wubwumim to Christ. 1 JESUS! I come to Ih aer doomed to die ; My onl\ - thy cross, — Here at thy feet I lie. 2 Can mercy reach my case, And all my sins remove ) Break, O my God ! this heart of stone, And melt it by thy love. 3 Too long my soul has gone, Far from my God, astr, I 've sported on the brink of hell, In sin's delusive way. 4 But, Lord ! my heart is fixed, — I hope in thee alone ; Break off the chains of sin and death, And bind me to thy throne. 5 Thy bl ty heart. Thy hand can wipe my Oh ! send thy blessed Spirit down. To banish all my i 6 Then shall my soul arise, From sin and Satan free; Redeemed from hell and every foe, I'll trust alone in thee. mi rM */ 1 1 • Sflf-Dedicntuni. 1 WELCOME, O Saviour! to my heart; line humble throne; Bid every rival hence depart, And claim me for thine own. 2 The world and Satan 1 forsake, — To thin ;<> sing The growing empire <»i their king. f / i. O. Th>: Smg of the Saved n% ' 1 PR( >M Egypt's bondn Where death and darkness reign, We seek a new, a better n< Where we our rest shall gain. 2 To Canaan's sacred bound. We baste with joy, Where peace and liberty are i'ound, And sweets that never cloy. 3 There sin and sorrow cease, And every conflict 's o'er: There we shall dwell in endless peace, Nor thirst nor hunger more. 4 There, in celestial strains, Enraptured myriads sing ; And love in • <>m reigns, — For God himself is king. . r > We hope to join the throng, And soon their pleasures share: — To sing the everlasting song, With all the ransomed there. 6 How sweet the prospect i- ! It cheers the pilgrim's breast.; We 're journeying through the wilderness, To our eternal rest. mo |M U ± *J • A Youth, srekinir heavenly Wisdom. 1 I ASK not wealth, nor pomp, nor power, >r fleeting <>f an hour : My soul ings Than all the pride and state of kings. 2 One thing I ask : — Lord ! wilt thou hear. And era dear?— Wisd nding from above, of thy l" - 3 Wisdom, betimes to know the Lord, To fear his name, and keep his word: 1 TO HYMNS. To lead my feet in paths of truth, And guide and guard my wandering youth, 4 Then shouldst thou grant a length of days, My life shall still proclaim thy praise ; Or early death my soul convey To realms of everlasting day. 490 HM tJAJ\J% Renouncing the World. 1 COME, my fond fluttering heart ! Come, struggle to be free ; Thou and the world must part, However hard it be : My trembling spirit owns it jusU But cleaves yet closer to the dust. 2 Ye tempting sweets ! forbear; Ye dearest idols ! fall ; My love ye must not share, Jesus shall have it all : 'T is bitter pain, — 't is cruel smart — But, ah ! thou must consent, my heart ' 3 Ye fair enchanting throng ! Ye golden dreams ! farewell ! Earth has prevailed too long, And now I break the spell : Farewell, ye joys of early years ! — Jesus ! forgive these parting tears. 4 In Gilead there is balm, A kind Physician there, My fevered mind to calm, And bid me not despair : Aid me, dear Saviour ! set me free « My all I would resign to thee. 5 Oh ! may I feel thy worth, And let no idol dare, — No vanity of earth, With thee, my Lord ! compare : Now bid all worldly joys depart, And reign supremely in my heart CHRISTIAN. 171 CHRISTIAN. 321 Rejoicing in Jesua. 1 NOW begin the heavenly theme, Sing aloud in Jesus 1 Dame ; Ye, who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love 2 Ye, who see the Father's Beaming in the Saviour's fa As to Canaan on ye move, Praise, and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls ! dry up your tears; Banish all your sinful tears; See your guilt and curse remove, — Cancelled by redeeming love. 4 Welcome all, by sin oppressed, — Welcome to his sacred i Nothing brought him from above, — Nothing but redeeming love. 5 Hither, then, your music bring ; Strike aloud each joyful string; Mortals! join the hosts abov< , — Join to praise redeeming io\e. 6 When his Spirit leads us home, When we to his glory c< We shall all the fulness prove Of the Lord's redeeming love. 822 8s and 7s. Joyful Hoj'C KNOW, my soul : thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear and care, }jy to find, in every station. Something ^ill to do or bear : Think, what spirit dwells within tl Think, what I' miles are thine; Think, what Jesus did to win thee ; — Child of heaven ! canst thou repine ? 172 HYMNS 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed with faith, and winged with prayer Heaven's eternal day 's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there : Soon shall close thine earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim-days : Rape shall change to glad fruition, — Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. QOQ sm Is&zJm Salvation by Grace. 1 GRACE ! — 't is a charming sound, — Harmonious to the ear ; Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display, Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It. lays in heaven the topmost stone. And well deserves the praise. 324. C. M. Filial Obedience. 1 GRACE, like an uncorrupted seed. Abides and reigns within ; Immortal principles forbid The sons of God to sin. 2 Not by the terrors of a slave, Do they perform his will ; But, with the noblest powers they have, His sweet commands fulfill. 3 They find access, at every hour. To God, within the veil ; Hence they derive a quickening power, And joys that never fail. CHRISTIAN. 4 Oh! happy »il '— (>h! glorious stale Of overflowing grace, — To dwell s<. near their Fatto r And see his Lovely I 5 Lord ! I address thy heavenly throne; ( '.ill me a child of thine : Send down the Spirit of thy Son To form my heart divine. 6 There shed thy choicest love abroad. And make mv comforts strong : Then shall 1 say, — "My Father, God!" With an unwavering tongue. ttgfj ** tJ^mif^F • Fi'.th encourage*! >>y ancient Example* \ RISE, my soul ! pursue the path, By ancient worthies trod; Aspiring, view those holy men, Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear. And in example live ; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds. Still fresh instruction give. 3 *T was through the Lamb's most preeious blood. They conquered every foe ; And to his power and matchless grace, Their crowns of life they owe. 4 Lord ! may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given ; And ne'er forsake the blessed road> That led them safe to heaven. l/VUi Salrutiun through Christ 1 XOYY, to the power of God supreme Be everlasting honors given ; He saves from hell, — we bless his nan* ,- He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 2 Not for our duti its, But of his own abounding g II»' works salvation in our h- And forms a people for 1 174 HYMNS. 3 'T was his own purpose that begun To rescue rebels, doomed to die ; He gave us grace in Christ, his Son, Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, And makes his Father's counsels knowu ; Declares the great transaction pas., And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies, — and, in that dreadful night, Did all the powers of hell destroy ; Rising — he brought our heaven to Light, And took possession of the joy. 327 CM. 77*e Hope of Hecuven. WHEN I can read my title, clear, To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. Should earth against my soul engage, And hell's fierce darts be hurled : Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frc vvning world. Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ; — There shall I bathe my weary soul, In seas of heavenly rest ; And not a wave of trouble roll, Across my peaceful breast. 328. 7s and 6s. Peculiar. Pilgrim's Song. RISE, my soul ! and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Toward heaven, thy native place : Sun, and moon, and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul ' and haste away, To seats prepared above. CHRISTIAN 175 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun, — Both speed them to their source; So a soul, that \s born of God, Pants to view his glorious lace; Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn. Press onward to the prize ; Soon the Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies: Vet a season, — and you know, Happy entrance will be given; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. " ** *J • Salvation by Grace. I LORD ' we confess our numerous faul;* ; How great our guilt has been ! Foolisu and vain were all our thoughts. And all our lives were sin. I But C my soul ! for ever praise, F*"_ ever love his name, Wno turns thy feet from dangerous w^yg Of folly, sin, and shame. i 'T is not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done: But we are saved by sovereign grace. Abounding through his Son \ *T is from the mercy of our God, That all our hopes begin : *T is by the water, and the blood, Our souls are washed from sin. 5 *T is through the purchase of his death Who hung upon the \v< The Spirit is sent down, lo breathe On such dry bones as we. 6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ; And, justified by gv We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father's face. 116 HYMNS. OOr) S M. UtJVJ* Heavenly Joy on Earth 1 COME, ye who love the Lord ! And let your joys be known : Join in a song of sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We 're marching through Immanuei's ground To fairer worlds on high. qq-i CM. Ot)l« Redemption and Protection. 1 ARISE, my soul ! my joyful powers \ And triumph in my God ; Awake, my voice ! and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad. 2 He raised me from the deeps of sin. — The opening gates of hell ; And fixed my standing more secure, That 't was before I fell. 3 The arms of everlasting love. Beneath my soul he placed ; And on the rock of ages set My slippery footsteps fast. 4 The city of my blest abode Is walled around with grace ; Salvation for a bulwark stands, To shield the sacred place. CHRISTIAN. 177 5 Arise, my soul ! awake, my voice ! And tunes of pleasure sing ; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Saviour and my King. *-' t*& • Pleasures unseen. 1 OH ! could our thoughts and wishes fly, Above those gloomy shades. To those bright worlds, beyond the sky, Which sorrow ne'er invades ! — 2 There, joys, unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever-blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. 3 Lord ! send a beam of light divine, To guide our upward aim ; With one reviving touch of thine, Our languid hearts inflame. 4 Oh ! then, on faith's sublimest wing, Our ardent hope shall rise To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring, Immortal, in the skies. »JQ9 C. M. OOO* TJie Robe of Righteousness. 1 AWAKE, my heart ! arise, my tongue » Prepare a tuneful voice ; In God, the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 2 'T is he adorned my naked soul. And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor polluted worm, He makes his graces shine. 3 And, lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around. 4 How far the heavenly robe exceeds What earthly princes wear ! These ornaments— how bright they shine ! How white the garments are ! 12 334 178 HYMNS. 5 Strangely, my soul ! art thou arrayed By the great sacred Three ! In sweetest harmony of praise, Let all thy powers agree. L M. The Christian Race. 1 AWAKE, our souls ! away, our fears ! Let every trembling thought be gone , Awake — and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, — 't is a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint ;- 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new, and ever young, / And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a full supply ; While such as trust their native strength, Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We '11 mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love, our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. IJtJtJ* The Christian Race. 1 AWAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerv^ And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 *T is God's all-animating voice, That calls thee from on high ; *T is he, whose hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. CHRISTIAN. 179 4 Blest Saviour ! introduced by thee, Our race have we begun : And, drowned with We '11 lay our trophies down. OOU. ng in Hope. 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King! • journey, sweetly - Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and w 2 V lling home to God, In the way the lathers trod ; They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock ! and blest j You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; Th- \a now prepared, — There, your kingdom and reward. 1 Fear not, brethren ! joyful stand :: the bord ir land ; Jesus Christ, your Father'* Son, Bids you undismayed go on. 5 Lord ! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below; Only th ader be, And we still will follow thee. 337 L. M. fare. iii : shake off thy fi And gird the gospel-armor on ; Mar* Where Jesus, thy great Captain 's gone, 2 Hell and thy s - .— But : Thy J si s nail d Lh< to the en \nd sung the triumph, when he rose. 3 Tli» . soul march boldly on. Press forward to the heavenly gal There, peace and And glittering robes for conquerurs wnii. 180 HYMNS. 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace ; While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious leader's praise OQQ cm. 000» Holy Imt. 1 HAPPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, — alas ! 't is all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign. If love be absent there. 3 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease ; 'T is this shall strike our joyful strings, In the sweet realms of bliss. 4 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away To see our smiling God. QQQ LM UU*J • Love to God and Man. 1 HAD 1 the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, — If love be absent, I am found Like tinkling brass — an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach, and tell All that is done in heaven and hell, — Or could my faith the world remove, Still — I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the hungry — clothe the poor ; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name ; — 4 If love to God, and love to men, Be absent, all my hopes are vain : Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfill. 340. CHRISTIAN. 181 L. M W?io on earth are blessed. 341 1 BLEST are the humble souls, that see Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; The blood of Christ divinely flows — A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar From rage and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great. 4 Blest are the souls, that thirst for grace,— Hunger and long for righteousness; They shall be well-supplied, and fed, With living streams and living bread. L M. WJio on earth are blessed. 1 BLEST are the men, whose hearts do move And melt with sympathy and love; From Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again. 2 Blest are th<- pure, whose hearts are clear From the defiling power of sin , Wi:h endless pleasure, they shall se* A God of spotless purity. 3 Blest are the men of peaceful lire, Who quench the coals of growing strife; They shall be called the heirs of bliss, — The sons of God, the God of peace. 4 Blest are the sufferers, who partake I ►f pain and shame, tor .h'su^' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the I ord r — Glory and joy arc their reward. • 14O c. M UtV*< • Brotherly Lore. 1 HOW sweet and heavenly js .he sight, When those whu lose the Lord 182 HYMNS. In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word ! 2 Oh ! may we feel each brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ; May sorrows flow from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flow ; Let union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action, glow. 4 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he 's an heir of heaven who finds His bosom glow with love. t-lTD£-/« Christian Union and Love. 1 JESUS, Lord ! we look to thee, Let us in thy name agree ; Show thyself the Prince of peace, Bid all strife for ever cease. 2 Make us one in heart and mind, Courteous, pitiful, and kind, Lowly, meek, in thought and word. Wholly like our blessed Lord. 3 Let us each for others care, Each his brother's burden bear, To thy church a pattern give, Showing how believers live. 4 Let us, then, with joy, remove To thy family above ; On the wings of angels fly, — Showing how believers die. * IJ L M'"Ji 9 Christian Union. 1 /BLEST be the tie, that binds Our hearts, in chrislian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne, We pour cur ardent prayers ; CHRISTIAN. 183 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, — Oui comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes. Our mutual burdens bear ; And often, for each other, flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward p;iin ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. ft This glorious hope revives Our courage, by the way ; While each, in expectation, lives, And longs to sec the day. 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign, Through all eternity. •VJ/T 8.M. OHfiO . All, one in Christ. 1 LET party-names no more The christian world o'er spread : Gentile and Jew. and bond and free. Are one, in Christ, their head. 2 Among the saints on earth, Let mutual love abound ; — Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crowned. 3 Thus will the church below Resemble tnat above; Where streams of endless pleasure flow v And every heart is love. O *-± U • Parting of Christiana. 1 FOR a season called to part, Let us now ourselves commend, To the gracious eve and heart Of our ever-present friend. 2 Jesus ! bear our humble pray t ; Tender shepherd of thy she- 184 HYMNS. 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 : Grant, that, if we live, ere-long We may meet in peace again. 4 Then, if thou thy help afford, Joyful songs to thee shall rise, And our souls shall praise the Lord Who regards our humble cries. t-'TD i • Love to our Neighbor. 1 FATHER of mercies ! send thy grace, All-powerful from above, To form, in our obedient souls, The image of thy love. 2 Oh ! may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know, . Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' wo. 3 When the most helpless sons of grief, . In low distress, are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus looked on dying men, When throned above the skies ; And mid th' embraces of thy love, He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground ; x\nd gave his own most precious blood, A balm for every wound. OAQ c - M *J^b(D» Compassion and Charity. 1 BLEST is the man, whose softening heart Feels all another's paiu ; To whom the supplicating eye Is never raised in vain ; — 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth, A brother's woes to feel, C. It Fur benevolent Societiea. CHRISTIAN. 18." And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He warns the power to heal. 3 He spr< ads his kmd supporting arms To every child of griei; His mty largely flows, And brings unasked relief. -1 To gentle offices of love, His feet are never slow ; He views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 fie, from the bosom of his God, Shall present peace receive ; And, when he kneels before the throne, His trembling soul shall live. 349. 1 BRIGHT Source of everlasting love! To thee our souls we raise ; And to :hy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy giids the path of life, With every cheering ray; Kindly restrains the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. 3 When sunk in guilt, our souls approached The borders of despair, Thy grace, through Jesus' blood, proclaimed A free salvation near. 4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord ! For all the grace we seel Alas ! th js, worms can yield, Bxtendeth not to thee. > To tents of wo, to beds of pain, Our cheerful feet repair; And, with the gifts thy hand bestows, Relieve the mourners there. 6 The widow's heart shall sing for joy, The orphan shall be fed ; The hungering soul, we '11 gladly point To Christ, the living bread. 186 HYMNS. 350 C. M. Charitable Appropriations. 1 JESUS, our Lord !~how rich thy grace ! Thy bounties — how complete ! How shall we count the wondrous sum. Or pav the mighty debt % 2 Hig . on a throne of radiant light, Dost thou exalted shine ; What can our poverty bestow, Since all the world is thine. 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The children of thy grace, Whose humble names thou wilt confess, Before thy Father's face. 4 In them may'st thou be clothed and fed, Be visited and cheered ; And, in their accents of distress, The Saviour's voice be heard. 5 Whate'er our willing hands can give, Lord ! at thy feet we lay ; Grace will the humble gift receive, And grace at length repay. *-s €-/ -i- • Supports of Religion. 1 WHEN gloomy doubts and fears The trembling heart invade, And all the face of nature wears A universal shade ; — 2 Religion can assuage The tempest of the soul ; And every fear gives up its rage At her divine control. 3 Through life's bewildered way. Her hand unerring leads ; And o'er the path, her heavenly ray A cheering lustre sheds. 4 When reason, tired and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid ; Thou blest supporter of the mind ! How powerful is thine aid ! CHRISTIAN. IS? 5 Oh ! let me feel thy power Ana find thy sweet relief, To cneer rny every gloomy hour, And calm my every grief. q^9 c « *-s*J Aj • Contnticm and Prayer. 1 OH ! for that tenderness of heart, That bows before the Lord ; That owns how just and good thou art, And trembles at thy word. 2 Oh ! for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow; That sense of guilt, which, trembling, fears The long-suspended blow ! 3 Saviour ! to me, in pity give, For sin, the deep distress : The pledge thou wilt, at Last, receive, And bid me die in peace. 4 Oh ! lilt my soul with faith and love. And strength to do thy will ; Raise my desires and hopes above, — Thyself to me reveal. Q^TQ 8s. 7s and 4. t) * ) O • Hope encou raged. 1 O MY soul ! what means this sadness! Wherefore art thou thus cast down ] Let thy grief be turned to gladness, Bid thy restless fear begone ; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his dear name. 2 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, Though thy heart is stained with sin, Jesus lives, he '11 ne'er forget thee, He will make thee pure within , He is faithful To perform his gracious word. 3 Though distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road ; His right hand shall still defend thee ; Soon he '11 bring thee home to God ; Thou shalt praise him, — Praise the great Redeemer's name. 188 HYMNS. 4 Oh ! that I could low adore him, Like the heavenly host above, Who for ever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love ! Happy spirits ! When shall I your chorus join ! OKA C. M. t ' £./ t4 « Strength from Heaven. 1 WHENCE do our mournful thoughts arise ? And where 's our courage fled ] Have restless sin, and raging hell, Struck all our comforts dead j 2 Have we forgot th' almighty name, That formed the earth and seal And can an all-creating arm Grow weary, or decay ? 3 Treasures of everlasting might In our Jehovah dwell ; He gives the conquest to the weak, And treads their foes to hell. 4 Mere mortal powers shall fade and die. And youthful vigor cease ; But we, that wait upon the Lord, Shall feel our strength increase. 5 The saints shall mount on eagles' wmgs, And taste the promised bliss , Till their unwearied feet arrive, Where perfect pleasure is. H. M. Spiritual Desertion. 1 WHERE is my Saviour now, Whose smiles I once possessed ? Till he return, I bow, By heaviest grief oppressed : My days of happiness have gone, And I am left to weep alone. 2 Where can the mourner go, And tell his tale of grief] Ah ! who can soothe his wo, And give him sweet relief! CHRISTIAN. 189 Earth cannot heal the wounded breast, Nor give the troubled sinner rest. 3 Jesus ! thy smiles impart ; My dearest Lord ! return, And ease my wounded heart, And bid me cease to mourn : Then shall this night of sorrow flee, And peace and heaven be found in thee. Q^ LM KJ *~J \J • Askiiig divine Consolation. 1 SWEET peace of conscience, heavenly guest ! Come, fix thy mansion in my breast, Dispel my doubts, my fears control, And heal the anguish of my soul. 2 Come, smiling hope ! and joy sincere ! Come, make your constant dwelling here . Still let your presence cheer my heart, Nor sin compel you to depart. 3 Thou God of hope and peace divine ! Oh ! make these sacred pleasures mine ; Forgive my sins, my fears remove, And send the tokens of thy love. 4 Then should mine eyes, without a tear, See death with all its terrors near ; My heart should then in death rejoice, And raptures tune my faltering voice. q/rrv C. If. OlJ i • Beatific Vision of Christ. 1 FROM thee, my God ! my joys shall rise. And run eternal rounds, Beyond the limits of the skies, And all created bounds. 2 The holy triumphs of my soul Shall death itself out-brave, Leave dull mortality behind, And fly beyond the grave. & There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, In heaven's unmeasured space, I '11 spend a long eternity In pleasure, and in praise. C. M. Heaven on Earth. 190 HYMNS. 4 Blest Jesus ! every smile of thine Shall fresh endearments bring, And thousand tastes of new delight From all thy graces spring. 5 Haste, my Beloved ! fetch my soul Up to thy blest abode ; Fly— for my spirit longs to see My Saviour, and my God. 358. 1 WHILE through this changing world we roani From infancy to age, Heaven is the christian pilgrim's home. His rest at every stage. 2 Thither, his raptured thought ascends, Eternal joys to share ; There his adoring spirit bends, While here, he kneels in prayer. 3 From earth his freed affections rise, To fix on things above, Where all his hope of glory lies, — Where all is perfect love. 4 There too may we our treasure place, There let our hearts be found ; That still, where sin abounded, grace May more and more abound. 5 Henceforth, our conversation be, With Christ before the throne ; Ere long we, eye to eye, shall see, And know as we are known. 359. C. P. M. Worldliness lamented. 1 THE mind was formed, to mount sublime Beyond the narrow bounds of time, To everlasting things ; But earthly vapors dim her sight, And hang, with cold oppressive weight, Upon her drooping wings. 2 Blight scenes of bliss, — unclouded skies. Invite my soul ; — Oh ! could I rise, Nor leave a thought below, CHRISTIAN. 191 [ 'd bid farewell to anxious care, And say, to every tempting snare, — Heaven calls, and I must go : — Heaven calls, — and can I yet delay 1 Can aught on earth engage my stay] Ah ! wretched lingering heart ! Come, Lord ! with strength, and life, and light Assist and guide my upward flight, And bid the world depart. 360. Backsliders invited to return. 1 RETURN to the guide of thy youth,—' Thy Maker, thy Father, thy Friend! Behold him prepared to receive The child who has dared to offend : Return — the Redeemer invites ; Full oft he hath sought thee before ; But, lo ! with unspeakable grace, He deigns to entreat thee once more. 2 Return, — and enjoyments are thine, Too vast for the heart to conceive ; — Enjoyments which only belong To those who repeat and believe: A love which for ever expands ; Unceasing composure of heart; A crown of unfading delight, A kingdom which cannot depart. Ofil C M. \J\J .1. • God, the Author of Mercies and Afflictioiw. 1 NAKED, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with the dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are only favors borrowed now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God, who lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave ; He gives, and — blessed be his name ! — He takes but what he gave. 192 HYMNS. 4 Peace, all our angry passions ! then ; Let each rebellious sigh Be silent, at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread ; And we '11 adore the justice too. That strikes our comforts dead. Q(*Q 8s and 7s. O \J& • Eternity. 1 IN this world of sin and sorrow. Compassed round with every care, From eternity we borrow Hope that banishes despair. 2 Thee, triumphant God and Saviour ! In the glass of faith we see, Oh ! assist each faint endeavor, Raise our earth-born souls to thee. 3 Bring that awful scene, before us-, Of the last tremendous day, When to life thou wilt restore us ;— Lingering ages ! haste away. 4 Then this vile and sinful nature Incorruption shail put on ; Life-renewing, glorious Saviour ! Let thy gracious will be done. 363. S. M. Trust in God. 1 YOUR harps, ye trembling saints' Down from the willows take : Loud to the praise of love divine, Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above, We every moment come. 3 His grace will, to the end, Stronger and brighter shine ; Nor present things — nor things to come Shall quench this spark divine. CHRISTIAN. 4 VY'ni-n \\( in darkneM walk, fee] the h< me ; m Ins nan trol ; His- loving-kindn< 'hr«»ugb The mid night There, on a green and flowery mount, Our weary souls shall sit, And, with transporting joys, recount The labors of our feet. 6 Eternal glory to the King, Who brought us safely through, Our tongues shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. 376. C. M. Filial Submission. 1 AND can my heart aspire so high, To say— " My Father, God?" Lord ! at thy feet I fain would lie, And learn to kiss the rod. 2 I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise ; Let each rebellious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. 3 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom. And bid me wait serene ; Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 200 HYMNS. 4 " My Father, God !" permit my heart To plead her humble claim, And ask the bliss those words impart, In my Redeemer's name. *J i i • Unfruitf ulness. 1 LONG have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord ! But still, how weak my faith is found And knowledge of thy word I 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain ; How small a portion of thy grace My mem'ry can retain ! 3 How cold and feeble is my love ! How negligent my fear ! How low my hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! 4 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success ; Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way, That leads to joys on high ; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 378 S. M. Ingratitude to divine Goodness. IS this the kind return 1 Are these the thanks we owe] Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow ! To what a stubborn frame Hath sin reduced our mind ! What strange, rebellious wretches we, And God as strangely kind ! Turn, turn us, mighty God ! And mould our souls afresh ; Break, sovereign grace ! these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. CHRISTIAN. 201 4 Let past ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes; And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. q7 Q C M tJ I *J • Rfpentance in Vine of thrum Patience. 1 AND are we, wretches, yet alive J And do we yet rebel ! 'T is boundless — 't is amazing love, — That bears us up from hell ! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to flames ; And threatening vengeance rolls above To crush our feeble frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries — " Forbear!'' — And straight the thunder stays ; And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace 1 4 Lord ! we have long abused thy love, — Too long indulged our sin ; Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see What rebels we have been. 5 No more, ye lusts ! shall ye command ; No more will we obey : Stretch out. O God ! thy conquering hand* And drive thy foes away. c. M. Badeslidings and Returns. 1 WHY is my heart so far from thee, .My God ! my chief delight 1 Why are my thoughts no more, by day,— With thee, no more by night 1 2 Why should my foolish passions rove! Where can such sweetness be. As I have tasted in thy love, — As 1 have found in thee ? 3 When my forgetful soul renews The savor of thy grace, My heart presumes, I cannot lose The relish all my days. 380, 202 HYMNS. 4 But ere one fleeting hour is past. The flattering world employs Some sensual bait, to seize my taste* And to pollute my joys. 5 Wretch that I am, to wander thus, In chase of false delight ! Let me be fastened to thy cross, Rather than lose thy sight. Make haste, my days ! to reach the goal. And bring my heart to rest On the dear centre of my soul, — My God, my Saviour's breast. DOI CM. OO JL • Watchfulness and Prayer. 1 ALAS \ what hourly dangers rise, What snares beset my way ! To heaven, Oh ! let me lift mine eyes, And, hourly, watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain. And melt in flowing tears ! I strive against my foes in vain, — - I sink amid my fears. 3 O Lord ! increase my faith and hope, When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 4 Oh ! keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And never, never let me stray From happiness and thee. L. M. Hardness of Heart lamented. 1 OH ! for a glance of heavenly day, To chase the shades of night away ; To melt, with beams of love divine, This unrelenting heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend, the earth can qua«e, The ocean roar, the mountain shake ; All nature feels, and gives the sign ; But not this stubborn heart of mine. CHRISTIAN. 203 Dear Lord ! the sorrows, thou hast felt, Might cause a heart of stone to melt ; Yet, I can read each sacred line, And nothing melt this heart of mine. But power supreme the soul can move, And purify, and melt to love ; Come, Holy Spirit ! Power divine ! Oh ! come, subdue this heart of mine. S. M. Dead to Sin by the Cross of Christ. 1 SHALL we go on to sin, Because thy grace abounds? Or crucify the Lord again, And open all his wounds? 2 Forbid it, mighty God ! Nor let it e'er be said, That we, whose sins are crucified, Should raise them from the dead. 3 We will be slaves no more, Since Christ has made us free, Has nailed oui tyrants to the cross. And bought our liberty. 384. 1 'T IS by the faith of joys to come, We walk through deserts dark as night Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; She makes the pearly gates appear ; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ray ; Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abr'am, by divine command, Left his own home to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promised land, And fired his zeal along the road L M. Faith, our Guide. 204 HYMNS. OOP. c. M. CJ V_J £/ • Faith of Tilings unseen. 1 FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight ; Breaks through the clouds of flesh and sens*" And dwells in heavenly light. 2 It sets times past, in present view, Brings distant prospects home — Of things a thousand years ago, Or thousand years to come. 3 By faith, we know the worlds were made By God's almighty word : Abr'am, to unknown countries led. By faith, obeyed the Lord. 4 He sought a city fair and high, Built by th' eternal hands ; And faith assures us, though we die, That, heavenly building stands. 386 CM. The Power of Faith. 1 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, And saves me from its snares ; Its aid, in every duty, brings, And softens all my cares. 2 The wounded conscience knows its power The healing balm to give ; That balm the saddest heart can cheer And make the dying live. 3 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign ; And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain. 4 It shows the precious promise, sealed With the Redeemer's blood ; And helps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 5 There — there unshaken would 1 rest, Till this vile body dies ; And then, on faith's triumphant wings, To endless glory rise. CHRISTIAN. qcvj c m LjCD I • Justification ; or, Lair and Q% 1 VAIN are the hop msofmen On their own works nave built; — Their hearts, by nature, all unci' And all their actions, guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a inurm'ring word ; And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before' the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now ; Since to convince, and to condemn, Is all the law can do. 4 Jesus ! how glorious is thy grace ! — When in thy name we trust. Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. Q£Q L M tJ\D HYMNS. From scenes, where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She then communes with God. 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and guardian of my life, — Sweet source of light divine, — And — all harmonious names in one — Blest Saviour ! — thou art mine. 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love ! And praise, an endless store, Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. 390. 7s. Privileges of Adoption. BLESSED are the sons of God ; They are bought with Jesus' blood ; They are ransomed from the grave ;- Life eternal they shall have : With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity. They are justified by grace ; They enjoy the Saviour's peace ; All their sins are washed away ; They shall stand in God's great day : With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity. They produce the fruits of grace, In the works of righteousness ; They are harmless, meek and mild, Holy, blameless, unde filed : CHRISTIAN. 207 With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity. 4 They are lights upon the earth, — Children of a heavenly birth, — One with God, with Jesus one; Glory is in them begun : With them numbered may we be, Here, and in eternity, '401 CM l'*/ -L • Hope of Heaven through Chritt. 1 BLEST be the everlasting God. The Father of our Lord ; Be his abounding mercy praised, — His majesty adored. 2 When from the dead he raised his Sod, And called him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope, That they should never die. 3 What though our inbred sins require Our flesh to see the dust ; Yet, as the Lord, our Saviour, rose, So all his followers must. 4 There 's an inheritance divine, Reserved against that day ; 'Tis uncorrupted, undefiied, And cannot waste away. 5 Saints, by the power of God, are kept Till the salvation come; We walk by faith, as strangers here. Till Christ shall call us home. oqo * m *JfnJAmf» AdojJtum. 1 BEHOLD ! what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed, On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God. 2 'T is nu surprising thing, That we should be unknown , The Jewish world knew not theii king*— God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made : 20$ HYMNS. But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our head. 4 A hope, so much divine, May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 5 If, in my Father's love, I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie, Like slaves, beneath the throne ; Our faith shall— "Abba, Father '."—cry And thou the kindred own. OQO CM *J *J *-J • The Fearful encouraged. 1 YE trembling souls ! dismiss your fears, Be mercy all your theme ; Mercy — which, like a river, flows, In one perpetual stream. 2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell ; — Those powers will God restrain ; His arm shall all their rage repel, And make their efforts vain. 3 Fear not the want of outward good { For his he will provide, Grant them supplies of daily food, And all they need beside. 4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, Or leave his work undone ; He 's faithful to his promises, And faithful to his Son. 5 Fear not the terrors of the grave, Nor death's tremendous sting ; He will, from endless wrath, preserve — To endless glory bring. QQA c M tJ t/^dy • Saints in the Hands of Christ. 1 FIRM as the earth, thy gospel stands, My Lord, my hope, my trust ! 395 CHRISTIAN. 209 If 1 am found in Jesus' hands, My suui can ne'er be lost. His nonor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep ; All, whom his heavenly Father gave, His hands securely keep. Nor death, nor hell shall e'er remove His fa v 'rites from his breast ; In the dear bosom of his love, They must for ever rest L. M. Hope in the Covenant. 1 HOW oft have sin and Satan strove To rend my soul from thee, my God ! But everlasting is thy Love, And Jesus seals it with his bio ■)&. 2 The oath and promise of the Lord Join to confirm the wondrous grace , Eternal power performs the word, And fills all heaven with endless praise 3 Amid temptations, sharp and long, My soul to this dear refuge flies ; Hope is my anchor, firm and strong, While tempests blow, and billows rise. 4 The gospel bears my spirit up ; A faithful and unchanging God Lays the foundation for my hope, In oaths, and promises, and blood. OJU* St curily of the Saints. 1 WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn ! — 'T is God. who justifies their souls; And mercy, like a mighty stream O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ! — 'T is Christ, who suffered in their stead And, the salvation to fulfill, Behold him, rising from the dead ! 3 He lives ! — he lives, and reigns above, For evftr interceding there y 210 HYMNS. Who shall divide us from his love 1 ? — Or what shall tempt us to despair 1 4 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor powers on high, nor powers below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love, 397 8s, 7s and 4- God, the Pilgrim's Guide GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah ! Pilgrim through this barren land ; 1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven ! Feed me till I want no more. Open, Lord ! the crystal fountain, Whence the healing waters flow ; Let the fiery cloudy pillar i Lead me all my journey through : Strong deliverer ! Be thou still my strength and shield. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Death of death, and helPs destruction i Land me safe on Canaan's side * Songs of praises — I will ever give to thee. c. M. Joys departed. 1 SWEET was the time, when first I felt The Saviour's pard'ning blood, Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed. His praises tuned my tongue ; And, when the evening-shade prevailed. His love was all my song. 3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. 4 But now, when evening-shade prevails. My soul in darkness mourns ; 398 CHRISTIAN. 211 And, when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 5 Rise, Saviour ! — help me to prevail, And make my soul thy care ; J know thy mercy cannot fail, — Let me that mercy share. QQO CM IJ%J*J» Seeking God. 1 OH ! that I knew the secret place, Where I might find my God ; I 'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, — What sorrows I sustain ; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leave my heart in pain. 3 He knows what arguments I ? d taKe To wrestle with my God ; I 'd plead for his own mercy's sake, And for my Saviour's blood. 4 My God will pity my complaints, And heal my broken bones ; He takes the meaning of his saints, — The language of their groans. 5 Arise, my soul ! from deep distress, And banish every fear ; He calls thee, to his throne of grace To spread thy sorrows there. 4ur-God ! Did I my soul resi In firm reuance on that truth raiae. the grave, At • Nor wnl I ask a speedier flight in.-. ode. For, in t:, . life, An 412 i n Chriat ace' Glo 218 HYMNS. Meekly beaming in my face, May the world thine image see* 2 Happy only in thy love, Poor, unfriended, or unknown; Fix my thoughts on things above,— Stay my heart on thee alone. 3 Humble, holy, all-resigned To thy will : — thy will be done ! Give me, Lord ! the perfect mind Of thy well-beloved Son. 4 Counting gain and glory loss, May 1 tread the path he trod ; Die with Jesus on the cross, — Rise with him, to thee, my God ! /LI 3 L M Hb JL tJ m Holiness and Grace. 1 SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel, we profess ; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine ali-divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Saviour-God ; When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, — The bright appearance of the Lord ;— And faith stands leaning on his word, AAA CM T^ JL *~i4m Hope in Affliction. 1 WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past^ And mourns the present pain, How sweet to think of peace at last. And feel that death is gain ! 2 'T is not that murm'ring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; . *T is not that meek submission flies. And would not suffer still ; — B It is that heaven-taught faith surveys The path to realms of light, And longs her eagle-plumes to raise* And lose heiself in sight. CHRISTIAN. 219 4 It is that hope with ardor glows To see him face to face. Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. 5 It is that harrasse 1 conscience feels The pangs of struggling sin ; Sees, though afar, the hand that heals And ends her war within. 6 Oh ! let me wing my hallowed flight, From earth-born wo and care, And soar beyond these realms of night, My Saviour's bliss to share. /LI ^ c L M H^ J tJ t Faith struggling in Darkness. 1 OH ! let my trembling soul be still, While darkness veils the sky ; And wait thy wise, thy holy will, Wrapt yet in mystery : I cannot, Lord ! thy purpose see, But all is well since ruled by the^ 2 Thus trusting in thy love, I tread The path of duty on : What though some cherished joys are lied, Some flattering dreams are gone ? Yet purer, brighter joys remain ; Why should my spirit then complain 1 til fi C M 't 1 \J • Presence of God in Afflictions. 1 THY gracious presence, O my God ! Can soothe my inward pains : With this, beneath affliction's load, My heart no more complains. « This can my every care control, And gild each scene with light ; This is the sunshine of the soul ; Without it, all is night. 3 My Lord ! my Life ! Oh ! cheer my heart, With thy reviving ray ; Oh ! bid these mournful shades depart, And bring the dawn of day. ■i. Ch ! happy scenes of pure delight, Where thv fall beams arise * 417 220 HYMNS. Unclouded beauty to the sight, — Sweet rapture and surprise ! 5 Lord ! shall these breathings of my heart Aspire, in vain, to thee ? Confirm my hope, that, where thou art, I shall for ever be. 6 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing The darkest hours away, And rise, on faith's expanding wing, To everlasting day. L. M. Submission to the WHl of God. 1 WAIT, O my soul ! thy Maker's will ; Tumultuous passions ! all be still ! Nor let a murm'ring thought arise,— His ways are just, — his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, — the cause conceals But, though his methods are unknown. Judgment and truth support his throne 3 Wait then, my soul ! submissive w 7 ait,- Prostrate before his awful seat : Mid all the terrors of his rod, Still trust a wise and gracious God. no c. m. raH X O • The christian Soldier. 1 AM 1 a soldier of the cross, — A foll'wer of the Lamb % And shall 1 fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name) 2 Are there no foes for me to face 2 Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace To help me on to God ? 3 Sure 1 must fight, if I would reign ; increase my courage, Lord ! I '11 bear the toil — endure the pain,— Supported by thy word. 4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die ; CHRISTIAN. 221 They s?e the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine, In robes of vict'ry, through the skies,— The glory shall be thine. 419, C. M. Christian Assurance. 1 I 'M not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, — The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! — I know his nam*. , 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. 7s. The three Mounts. 120. 1 WHEN on Sinai's top I see God descend, in majesty, To proclaim his holy law, — All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When in ecstacy sublime, Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too-transporting light. Darkness rushes o'er my sight 3 When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest, Shi.ies in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here, I would for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away ; 222 HYMNS. Thou art heaven on earth to me, — Lovely, mournful Calvary ! /( Q 1 8s and 7s. tp/v J • Hope in God encouraged. 1 WHY, when storms around you gathei, Should your trembling spirit sink 1 Look to God, your heavenly Father, And of his sweet promise think. 2 Fancy will be often painting Scenes, in dark and fearful shade : Yet why should thy soul be fainting, Of prospective woes afraid 1 3 Cease that dark anticipation ! Still let love and faith abound ; For the day of tribulation, Strength sufficient will be found. 4 God is love, and will not leave you, When you most his kindness need ; God is true — nor can deceive you, — Though your faith be weak indeed. 422 The Promise of God sure. 1 HOW sweet on thy bosom to rest, When nature's affliction is near ! The soul that can trust thee is blest,-— Thy smiles bring deliverance from fear : The Lord has, in kindness, declared, That those who will trust in his name. Shall in the sharp conflict be spared, His mercy and love to proclaim. 2 This promise shall be, to my soul, A messenger sent from the skies, — An anchor when billows shall roll, — A refuge when tempests arise : O Saviour ! the promise fulfill, Its comfort impart to my mind, Then calmly I '11 bow to thy will, — To the cup of affliction resigned. CHRISTIAN. 223 493 C P. M T/^ tJ • Resignation. 1 O LORD ! in sorrow I resign, And bow to that dear hand of thine, — While yet the rod appears ; That hand can wipe these streaming eyes Or, into smiles of glad surprise, Transform these falling tears. 2 My sole possession is thy love ; On earth beneath, in heaven above, I have no other store : And though, with fervor, now I pray. And importune thee night and day — I cannot ask for more. 424. C. L. M. Submission in Trials. 1 WHEN T can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, — Bow all resigned beneath his rod. And bless his sparing power ; — A joy springs up amid distress, — A fountain in the wilderness. 2 Oh ! to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though trials fix me there, Is still a privilege most sweet ; For he will hear irv prayer ; Though sighs and teais its language be, The Lord is nigh to answer me. 3 Then, blessed be the hand that gave, Still blessed when it takes ; Blessed be lie who smites to save, Who heals 'the heart he breaks: Perfect and true are all his ways, Whom heaven adores and death obeys. ^r /w *J • Depending on Grace. 1 AMAZTNG grace ! — how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me ! 1 once was lost, but now am found, — Was blind, but now I see. 224 HYMNS. 2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come ; 'T is grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 Yea — when this flesh and heart shall faiL And mortal life shall cease ; I shall possess, within the vail, A life of joy and peace. 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine ; But God, who called me here below, Will be for ever mine. Hki& \J « Submission in Trials. 1 MY times of sorrow and of joy, Great God ! are in thy hand ; My choicest comforts come from thee, And go at thy command. 2 If thou should'st take them all away, Yet would I not repine ; Before they were possessed by me, They were entirely thine. 3 Nor would I drop a murrn'ring word. Though the whole world were gone But seek enduring happiness, In thee, and thee alone. PRAYER. A 97 c M *?b& I • Habitual DevoiuAt. 1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. PRAYER. ^5 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed : To thee my thoughts would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed. — That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Eecause conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wiugs my favored hour, Thy love my breast shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no tear, — That heart shall rest on thee. AOQ 7s - t'ivOi A Blessing humbly requested. 1 LORD ! we come before thee now ; At thy feet we humbly bow ; Oh ! do not our suit disdain ; — Shall we seek thee, Lord ! in vain ! 2 Lord ! on thee our souls depend, In compassion, now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee, here we stay ; Lord ! we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow 4 Send some message, from thy word, That may joy and peace afford : Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; Let the time of joy return ; 15 226 HYxMNS. Those, who are cast down, lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope. 6 Grant, that all may seek and find Thee, a God supremely kind : Heal the sick, the captive free — Let us ail rejoice in thee. 429. L. M. Forgiveness sought. 1 FORGIVE us, Lord ! to thee we cry, Forgive us through thy matchless grace ? On thee alone our souls rely, Be thou our strength and righteousness. 2 Forgive thou us, as we forgive The ills we suffer from our foes ; Restore us, Lord ! and bid us live ; Oh ! let us in thine arms repose. 3 Forgive us, for our guilt is great, Our wretched souls no merit claim ; For sovereign mercy still we wait, And ask but in the Saviour's name. 4 Forgive us, — O thou bleeding Lamb ! Thou risen — thou exalted Lord ! Thou great High-Priest ! our souls redeem, And speak the pardon-sealing word. 430 C. M. The God of Bethel. 1 O GOD of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed, Who, through this weary pilgrimage, Hast all our fathers led : — 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present, Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life, Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. PHA¥£R. Oil ! spread thy covering wings around, Til! all <>ur wanderings And at our Father's Loved al»< ( )ur souls arrive 1 1 1 pea Such I from thy gracious hand, Our humble prayers unpin, i And thou shalt be our chosen (lod, — Our portioo everm 431 Christ's Prw ncc in- 1 LIGHT of lit"- !— seraphic ftn — ire divine ! — thyself impart \ y fainting soul inspire ; Shine in every drooping heart. 2 Every mourning sinner cheer; •r all our guilty gloom : Saviour — Soi appear ; To thy living tempi 3 Come, in this accepted hour. Bring thy heavenly kingdom in: Fill us with thy glorious power — Rooting out the love of sin. 4 Nothing more can we require, • nothing I Be thou all our heart's desire — All our joy and ah our peace. L39 v M V *J&*