■4 FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY ! MuCUv I — * [export bookseller's 32. gay street . BATH .- THE UNION COLLECTION HYMNS AND SACRED ODES, ADDITIONAL 10 THE palms antr i^mns of Wx. OTatis. Price 5s. 6d. — Common, 4s. 6d. C'LLEn, PRINTER; BIUS10L. THE UNION COLLECTIO HYMNS AND SACRED ODES, ADDITIONAL palms an* f^gmns of Br. eBatts : ADAPTED TO THE USE OF THE CHURCH AND THE SOCIAL CIRCLE, THE FAMILY AND THE CLOSET. " Speaking to yourselves, in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs ; singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord." " Teaching and admonishing one another, in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs ; singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord." Sontion : PUBLISHED BY B. J. HOLDS WORTH, ST. PAUL'S CHURCH YARD; AND IN BRISTOL, BY J. G. FULLER, 50, WINE STREET; AND SOLD BY ALL BOOKSELLERS. MDCCCXXVII. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/unionnoOOcurt PREFACE. CHRISTIAN PSALMODY combines, in the most interesting union, the duties and pleasures of piety and devotion. Its attractions at once captivate the mind, and excite the holiest affections to the Supreme Object of veneration and love. This delightful exercise heightened the devotional enjoyments of the primitive Christians, in circumstances of tranquillity and peace ; and in seasons of persecution and distress, it proved their solace, and cheered the gloomiest hour. In this work of joy and praise, ..poetry and music appear to have been united in that harmony of interest which had been preserved unbroken from the remotest antiquity.* During the middle ages of the church, their connexion was in a great measure dissolved ; and, prose becoming a common associate with music, little encouragement was afforded for the cultivation of sacred poetry. The period of the Reformation, reviving an attention to metrical psalmody, gave birth to several versions of the Psalms of David, and to many other compositions in rhyme, which were chiefly paraphrases of particular portions of scripture : but this season of poetical effort afforded little fruit of lasting flavor, till the time of the illustrious Watts, whose *" Pare composition," say? a Musical Professor, "unites music and poetry in indissoluble bonds ; and so intimate is their connexion, so equal their value, so indispensable the strictness of their union, that the rules of sense and propriety render them the echo of each other." Nathan's Essay on the History and Theory of Music. PREFACE. mighty spirit, kindling with the inspirations of a happier region, pro- duced those fruits of surpassing genius which still retain their taste and sweetness. The " Psalms and Hymns " of this truly Christian Poet, notwithstanding the lapse of a century since their first publication, remain unrivalled ; and, with even increasing popularity, obtain the common patronage of almost every denomination of professing Christians. This excellent work has created a new impulse in the churches, and led the way to very general and important improvements in the duty of psalmody. No individual has yet succeeded so eminently as Dr. Watts, in this department of sacred literature. The va- ried talents, however, of many distinguished writers have greatly enriched its stores ; and from hence materials have been obtained for numerous Supplementary Collections, the respective merits of which must be referred to the public tribunal. That no one Collection has obtained very general use, may be attributed, in part, to the views by which their publication has been circumscribed : these appear to have been frequently confined to an individual church and congregation of professing Christians, and very rarely to have extended beyond the limits of a particular denomination. It seems, likewise, to have been a principle too commonly assumed, that psalmody is a duty almost exclusively designed for public worship, though there appears to be no justifiable reason for dispensing with its general obligation, any more than with that of other acts of Christian virtue, which engage the attention, and beautify the deportment of its professors, in the more private walks of life. The "Union Collection of Hymns and Sacred Odes" is published with the view of encouraging the most unlimited practice of this interesting duty ; which it is hoped will be promoted by its distinguishing characters of — Union, Variety, and Selection. Among the various denominations which compose the Christian world, there are none which, from their general agreement in faith and practice, might be expected more readily to patronize the same Collection of hymns in divine worship, than the Baptists and the Independents : but the insertion of a small number of hymns, which distinguish the peculiar views of each party on the ordinance of baptism, has long proved a barrier to their use of the same volume, in addition to that of Dr. Watts; although his " Psalms and Hymns" have obtained their united patronage. Certainly, the attainment of the most desirable object will not justify the least sacrifice of Christian truth, or Christian obligation : but it is not necessary that every requisite for the obedience of faith, or the practice of duty, should be PREFACE. included in one book. The few hymns on baptism, in harmony with the views of Baptists, and of Paedobaptists, the use of which, is, comparatively, of very infrequent occurrence, may advantageously form, for each community, a separate publication. This mode of accommodation will imply no unworthy concession — no unchristian sacrifice : and, on these principles, such compositions are excluded from this Collection, in the hope of pro- moting the increased intercourse and fellowship of those Christians, who, in every particular of moral obedience, can cordially co-operate ; and of advancing the general extension of that Union among the followers of the Redeemer, which forms so distinguishing and so lovely a feature of the present state of the church. While the pleasing result of union is contemplated, the work is intended to supply suitable Variety of matter for the exercise of devotion, and for promoting the heart-felt pleasures of religion in every state of life, and in every frame of spirit. It is compiled with the view of affording an ac- ceptable companion to the Christian — in the season of retirement, in the devotional enjoyments of domestic life, at stated meetings for prayer and praise, and in the more select circle of friendly intercourse, no less than in the public services of the sanctuary. Many pieces will be found in this Collection, different in character from the usual materials of a hymn-book ; but all, it is hoped, will be found to harmonize with the principles and practice of the sincere professors of Christianity. While immediate addresses to the great Object of worship, and especially hymns of praise, have the first place in their estimation, to them, "whatsoever things are lovely," — combined with the charms of poetry and music, appear in their loveliest form, and obtain an influence over the conduct and the heart, proportioned to their lively impressions and their lasting recollections. Hence, the Apostle enjoins the duty of teaching and admonishing one another, and of speaking to ourselves, in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs: and the amplitude of subject, and the variety of address, comprehended in the sublime lays of the sweet singer of Israel, and of other holy men, recorded in the sacred volume, furnish a divinely inspired precedent for our imitation. The claims of vaiiety, however, have not been permitted to rival the supenor claims of Selection. It is remarked, by a writer in the Eclectic Review, that, " either poetry is growing more religious, or religion more poetical." * The professors of religion, and the admirers of poetry are certainly becoming increasingly amicable : the claims of the one, and the * October, 1825. PREFACE. fascinations of the other, are more reciprocally and more justly estimated • and the time seems fast approaching, when the charms of religion and the attractions of science shall be united in one grand interest, and all will be bright and beautiful. Had the majestic mind of Johnson been familiar with the sublime discoveries and the transcendant excellencies of the Christian revelation, he would never have conceived the idea, that contemplative piety could not be poetical. Religion first kindled the fire of poetic genius, and recorded its sublimest strains in the volume of inspiration ; and though her splendors have been obscured, by writers more distinguished for the fervor of their piety than for the correctness of their taste, her native loveliness and her unrivalled beauty are undiminished. To present the great realities and the inestimable blessings of religion, in connexion with the refinements of cultivated taste, is a leading object in this Selection ; which, as a whole, it is hoped, may in some measure be proportioned to the present advanced state of sacred literature. In attempting to bring into one view the beauties of the best Composers, good pieces on subjects generally useful have been increased, in preference to multiplying others, on special occasions, of inferior worth. Evangelical sentiment combined with the charms of poetry, and ardor of devotional feeling with becoming dignity of expression, have been regarded as the chief requisites in their composition. By the general accompaniment of the names of authors, and of pub- lications, it will be seen that tbe materials have been drawn from numerous and diversified sources, without regard to sect or party. In selecting those materials it would have afforded peculiar pleasure to have preserved the writings of every author entire, in their original form ; but the impossibility of a rigid adherence to this course, consistently with unity of design, in gleaning from so wide a field, must be obvious to all who are conversant with such an undertaking. The religious sentiments expressed in every composition have been treated as sacred ; and the very rare occur- rence of an alteration, or addition, interfering with these, is distinguished from the original by inverted commas : occasional minor deviations are seldom noticed. A few of these, which, at first sight, might not appear to be justified by poetical taste, have been- found necessary from principles of grammatical accuracy, or the more imperious claims of truth. In one or two instances, a slight alteration has been made for the purpose of rendering a composition more generally useful. This is the case with No. 21, which originated in a thought on the sea-shore — " Beyond — beyond that boundless sea." Its original appropriation gives it peculiar interest j but it is PREFACE. thought too beautiful to be restricted to a circumstance, which few, com- paratively, may have the privilege to enjoy. A tribute of grateful remembrance is due to the many kind friends who have encouraged the undertaking; and especially to J. Montgomery, Esq. for his liberality in forwarding its objects, notwitbstanding Lis interest in a similar -publication. The selection of many valuable compositions, from other interesting writers, has incurred great obligation to their respective authors, among whom, J. Bowring, Esq. has a distinguished claim to particular acknowledgment. In 6ending the little volume into the world, which has proved no inconsiderable cost of time and thought, the Compiler has not the insin- cerity to avow his indifference to its reception, by an impartial and discerning public. Far, however, from being himself insensible to its imperfections, he feels that it would be no less vain than fruitless, to anti- cipate from others, less interested, expressions of unmingled approbation : whatever be its destiny, if the Great Head of the church smile on the humble effort, and make it instrumental in the promotion of his glory, it will obtain its highest, and its happiest end. J. CURTIS. Bristol, May, 1827. ARRANGEMENT OF SUBJECTS God : No. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters 1—31 The Dominion, Government, and Works of God 32—50 Jesus Christ: History of Jesus Christ 51—69 The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ 70—93 Holy Spirit 94—97 Scriptures : The Excellencies of the Scriptures 98—100 Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises 101—114 Religion: The Excellence and Importance of the Christian Religion 115 — 118 The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion 119—137 Family Religion 138—150 Good and Evil : Sources of Suffering and Sorrow 151 — 154 False and True Sources of Blessedness 155 — 185 The Kingdom and Church of Jesus Christ 186— 202 Worship : Prayer and Praise 203 — 269 Private Worship 270—273 Public Worship 274—280 Christian: The Young Convert, and Christian Profession 281—316 Christian Graces 317—367 Christian Privileges , 368—381 Christian Experience 382—432 Christian Course and Prospects 433—467 Seasons and Circumstances : Seasons of the Year 468—479 Seasons of Life 4S0— 485 Morning and Evening 486 — 520 Lord's Day 521—532 Lord's Supper 533—537 Providences 538—563 Social Meetings 564—580 Circumstances of Public and National Interest 581—596 Death : Various Views and Anticipations of Death 597 — 020 Funeral Occasions 621 — 635 The Present and the Future Stats: Time and Eternity 636—652 The Resurrection and Judgment 653—659 Heaven 660—670 Varieties 671—714 Single Verses, and Fragments : Praise 715-723 Miscellaneous 724—786 INDEX. First Lines of Hymns and Odes. A Birth-day ! — what a joyful sound . . . 480 A glory gilds the sacred page 99 A voice comes from Raman 679 Absent from flesh ! oh ! blissful thought 467 Acquaint thee, O mortal 102 Adieu to all my fond pursuits 374 Again the Lord of life and light 523 Ah ! who would rashly quit the nest. . 321 Ah ! why should this immortal mind. . 392 Ah ! why should this mistaken mind. . 319 Alas, how fast our moments fly 395 Alas ! this adamantine heart 387 All hail! incarnate God, divinely fair 266 All hail the Great Immanuel's name.. 188 All that I possess is thine 303 Almighty Father! Gracious Lord 249 Almighty Maker of my frame 637 Almighty Maker, God 241 Am I a soldier of the cross 445 Amazing, beauteous change 202 Amid these various scenes of ills 549 Amidst the harmony of thousand stars 725 An heir of grief and pain and shame. . 24 And art thou with us, gracious Lord.. 113 And can my heart aspire so high 359 And must I part with all I have 300 And thou must die — my darling boy. . 147 And will the Judge descend 657 And will th' ottended God again 371 And will the Lord thus condescend. . . 73 Angels, assist to sing 235 Angels ! from the realms of glory .... 51 Another day is past 512 Another six days' work is done 522 Arise, my soul ! thy fetters burst 326 Around Bethesda's healing wave 57 As a beam o'er the face of the waters 162 As down in the sunless retreats 272 As much have I of worldly good 560 As the sun's enliv'ning eye 576 Awake, awake, my sluggish soul 598 Awake, my dormant zeal. 724 Awake, my drowsy soul 489 Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve. . 437 Awake, the soft, harmonious lays .... 582 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes 454 B Beautiful, sublime, and glorious 39 Before the pow'r of love divine 550 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 231 Begin, my soul, the heav'nly song.... 131 Begin the high, celestial strain 234 Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near 367 Behold a stranger at the door 74 Behold the gloomy vale 608 Behold the great Eternal God 25 Behold the sons, the heirs of God 343 Beneficent Hearer of pray'r 507 Beset with snares on ev'ry hand 296 Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth.. 481 Beyond— beyond the boundless sea .. 21 Beyond the glitt'ring, starry skies. . . . 69 Blameless as pleasing 699 Bleak winter is subdu'd at length 473 Blessed be thy name for ever 715 Blest be the tie that binds 566 Blest is the man whose soft'ning heart 363 Blest Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts 306 Blest was the time 726 Blest who far from all mankind 727 Blinded in youth, by satan's arts .... 283 Bright morning-star of bliss. 692 INDEX. First Lines of Hymns and Odes. Bright Source of everlasting love 581 Brightest and best of the sons 53 But art thou thus indeed alone 091 C Call not earth a barren spot 37 : Can I bid thee, little stranger 139 ] Can immortal, new-born spirits 447 Can we hope for crowns on high 383 Care no longer for the morrow 5 703 389 230 672 58 127 740 210 ?j> 6KQ 337 304 r a :;± 443 033 716 653 356 733 330 4J3 555 U77 IBS 179 INDEX. First Lines of Hymns and Odes. In vain t lie cid ly world inquires 155 In vain the world's alluring charms.. 156 In vain the world's alluring smile 220 In youth's fair morn, when first I threw 529 Indulgent Lord, thy goodness reigns. . 9 Infinite God, thy counsels stand 690 I Pow'r! Eternal Lord 332 In ; ire, ye pilgrims, for the way 280 Interval of grateful shade 509 Is there a time when moments flow.. 532 I ■ no kind, no lenient art 117 Is this the same heart which I knew.. 152 It is not that my lot is low C90 It seems as if the summer sky 742 J Jehovah reigns! let ev'ry nation hear 238 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious name 427 Jesus, and didst thou condescend 5(i Look up, look up, and weep not so .. 149 Look! ye saints, — the sight is glorious 187 Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie 213 Lord, at thy table we hehold 536 Lord, he merciful to me 397 Lord, hear a penitent that prostrate lies 346 Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare 594 Lord! I am pain'd; but I resign 540 Lord, let my trembling soul be still .. 546 Lord of lieav'n and earth and ocean.. 591 Lord of \\o-\s, how lovely, fair 277 Lord of my life ! oh, may thy praise.. 497 Lord, pour thy spirit from on high... 199 Lord! lend the veil from Israel's eyes 743 Lord, search, obi search 747 Lord ! shed a beam of heav'nly day.. 38S Lord, smile ou each, divine attempt .. 198 Lord, subdue our selfish will. Jesus ! and shall it ever be 299 Lord, thou hast been thy people's rest Jesus, at thy command 43S Jesus died ! — 'twas he drank deepest.. 743 Jons, full of all compassion 214 Jesus; I love thy charming name 310 Jesus, I love thy charming name 612 Jesus, King of love and grace 223 Jesus, I see a thousand charms 140 Jesus! in thy transporting name . 262 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace.. 584 Jesus, my Saviour and my God 744 Jesus, Refuge of my soul 85 Je«us; the Friend of man 537 Jesus, the spring of joys divine 88 Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes 315 Jesus, where'er thy people meet 504 K Keep silence, all created things 42 I Know'st thou the value of a soul 745 L Land, where the bones of our fathers 194 Language is weak, to paint the joy. . . 140 j Leaves have their time to fall 73 i Let ev'ry creature join 230 Let others boast their ancient line 3fti Let others bow at fashion's shrine 141 Let party names no more 508 Let the sea swell Jehovah's praise ... 237 Let worldly minds the world pursue.. 292 Lit'.', is a span, a fleeting hour 626 Like the rivers time is gliding 746 Lo ! a fire of destruction 658 Lo! he cometh, countless trumpets. . . 658 Lo! he comes \.i .. clouds descending 654 Lo! I behold the scattered shades 653 Lo! the bright, the ros) morning 503 Lo! wisdom stan Is, with timling face 103 Looh around thee — see Decay 7'>. Lord, though my way be dark, I feel.. 416 Lord, 'tis an infinite delight 615 Lord, to thee my sighs ascend 462 Lord ! whatever in mortal eyes 429 Lord! when my thoughtful soul 749 Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove 535 Lord, when our raptm'd thought 243 Lord! when we see a saint of thine .. 61S Lord, where thy radiant beams 178 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb 718 Lovely is the face of nature 185 M Many storms our ship has weather'd. . 592 Mark the righteous man, and see 617 Mark the soft-falling snow 124 | Morning breaks upon the tomb 65 Mortals, awake ! with an»els join 52 Must friends and kindred droopand die 631 My Captain sounds th' alarm of war.. 444 Mj Col, all nature owns thy sway... 34 My God, amid the suffering hour 403 My God, I bow before thy feet 206 My God, my Father, blissful name... 364 My God, my King, to thee I'll raise.. 259 My God, shall ev'ry creature join... My God, thy boundless love I prajse. My gracious Redeemer I love My Guardian's watchful care My heart, no more distre Mj times of sorrow and of joy 354 My waken'd soul, extend thy wings.. G55 390 18 430 496 42.-, INDEX. First Lines of Hymns and Odes. Nature, — with all her countless throng 239 Never shall deluges of woe 120 Night spreads her mantle o'er the sky 541 No! I will cleave to earth no more.. 290 No idle passion fills my breast 153 No more, dear Saviour, will I boast. . 133 No strength of nature can suffice 344 No! — think not lean ever be 562 Not a broken, brief obedience 345 Not the rich world of minds above... 307 Nothing is breathing below, above... CS5 Now let a true ambition rise 433 Now let our hearts conspire to raise.. 478 Now let our mourning hearts revive. . 632 Now let our souls on wings sublime.. 330 Now let our voices join 436 Now ltt us repose from our labor 521 Now to him who lov'd us— gave us. . . 719 Now, we see, beyond the portal 652 O O dearer to my thankful heart 310 O Holy Lord ! I love thy truth 323 O Lord, another day is flown 513 O Lord! I would delight in thee 318 O Lord ! in sorrow, I resign 353 O Lord! my best desires fulfil 352 O my soul, what means this sadness. . 419 O my soul, what means this sadness.. 420 O Pleasure! thine aspect is bright. . . 282 O sweet abode of peace and love 753 O th' immense, th' amazing height... 41 O thou great Arbiter of life and death 755 O thou, my all 756 O thou, my soul, forget no more 267 O thou, who driest the mourner's tear 169 O thoa, whose favorable eye 332 O thou whose mercy guides my way. . 547 O thou whose sacred charms 334 O thou whose tender mercy hears 400 O ye, who, with the silent tear 623 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness .... 200 Of all the gifts thy hand bestows 122 Of all the joys we mortals know 341 Oft have I sat in secret sighs 5il Oft have I turn'd my eye within 3£3 Oh ! calm the tumults that invade 561 Oh! come with thine olive-branch... 55 Oh ! could we read our int'rest here.. 456 Oh ! do not grieve, tho' men of guile 676 Oh ! for a closer walk with God 229 Oh ! for a joy, that weaves with art. . 757 Oh, for a messige from above 754 Oh! for a sweet, inspiring ray 667 Oh, how cheating! oh, how fleeting. . 160 Oh! how delightful, oh ! how sweet.. 492 Oh, how wise thtt God hath hidden.. Oh, praise the Lord, ye ocean waves. . Oh ! say, hast thou watch'd Oh ! say no more, There's nought Oh ! speak to my spirit, sweet harp.. Oh ! strike the harp : 'twill soothe. . . Oh ! sweet as vernal dews that fill Oh, that I knew the secret place Oh ! that I may keep thy word Oh, the hour when this material Oh! 'tis sweet to th'nk — hereafter ... Oh! weep not for the joys that fade.. Oh, what a eroan was there Oh ! what can be more frail Oh ! what is life ? — 'Tis like a flow'r. . Oh ! whence is the freshness Oh ! who is it comes from the field. . . Oh ! who, that has an eye to see Oh ! why, by pa-sing clouds oppress'd Oh ! why should we seek to anticipate On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. . . . One ray of solid hope Onward — lieav'n-ward let us press... Onr day calmly closes Our dying friends are pioneers Our God is love Ours is a lovely world ! How fair P Peace, my complaining, doubting heart Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand.. People of the living God Perfect love has pow'r to soften Plead Thou— oh, plead my cause Pleasing spring again is here Praise ! flow for ever, if astonishment Praise the Lord, ye hosts above Praise the Saviour, all ye nations Praise to God ! immortal praise Praise to thee, thou great Creator Praise to thy name, Eternal God Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir. .. Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet Pure and undefil'd religion R Rejoice ! the Saviour reigns Retir'd from noise, my silent thoughts Return, thonwish'd and welcome guest Return, ye v and'rers, — oh! return... Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. . Round us, o'er us, is there aught S Sacred raptures cheer my breast Sad pris'ners in a house of clay Sages of old bewail'd their birth Salvation ! oh ! melodious sound 4S 720 8 164 673 408 144 393 494 651 579 563 758 158 678 684 759 760 663 761 !43 516 762 763 545 630 2S8 33C 764 474 721 233 195 248 722 322 232 203 212 350 100 270 765 112 329 648 432 45S 603 2i a INDEX. First Lilies of Hymns and Odes. Saviour, hear my early vow 495 Say, sinner, wilt thou go with me.... 108 Searcher of hearts ! to thee are known 22 See, gracious God, before thy throne. . 593 See how rude winter's icy hand 472 See, Lord, thy willing subject bows.. 264 See the glorious Cherubim 240 See the leaves around us falling 479 Seize the fair minutes 76G Shall I forsake the blessed cross 342 Shall the least shadow of a change... 411 She is fall'n ! she is fall'n 201 Should famine o'er the mourning field 170 Should Nature's scenes to please 70 Since all the downward tracks of time 351 Since first thy word awoke my heart.. 767 Sinner, oh! why so thoughtless grown. . 101 Sinners, will you scorn the message.. 279 Sleep, downy sleep 504 Sleep— sleep to day, tormenting cares 520 So fades the lovely, blooming fiow'r.. 768 Soft season of repose 505 Sound the loud timbrel 246 Source of Love, and Light of Day.... 361 Sovereign of all the worlds on high. .. 218 Sov'reign Ruler of the skies 381 Star of my hope ! depart not 91 Stay, stay, my lab'ring pow'rs, aw r ake 506 Stein winter throws his icy chains . . . 471 Still do the wheels of time revolve. . . 491 Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 60 Sure I must love the Saviour's name.. 385 Sweet as the Shepherd's tuneful reed 105 Sweet glories rush upon my sight .... 466 Sweet hour ! it seems 76J Sweet is creation's incense, giv'n 680 Sweet is the last, the parting ray 619 Sweet is the scene when Christians die 616 Sweet peace of conscience 373 Sweet the hour of tribulation 171 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing.. 426 T Talk they of morals 770 Tell me no more of earthly toys 29* Tell me, thou dust beneath my feet... 694 Tell me, wand'rer! wildly roving i76 The Assyrian came down like the v.olf 675 The billows swell, the winds arc high 3!io The bird, let loose in Eastern skier... 695 The birds have their home CG7 The cold wind strips the yellow leaf.. 515 The fabric of nature is fair 539 The fair smile of morning 681 The llow'ry meads, the verdant vales. . 475 The glorious things of licav'nly birth.. C47 The gospel is prcach'd to the poor 378 The grave in which Jesus was laid ... 62 The heav'ns invite my eye 325 The insect that, with puny wing 46 The King of heav'n his table spreads. . 109 The labors of the day are done 508 The last! — how gloomy are the thoughts ?04 The Lord, how fearful is his name... 44 The Lord is my Shepherd 29 The Lord my pasture shall prepare... 28 The Lord of Glory reigns 43 The Lord our God is cloth'd with might 19 The Lord will happiness divine 349 The mighty Conqu'ror leaves the dead 67 The morning hours of cheerful light.. 486 The morning is breaking 686 The off 'rings which to thee arise 208 The peaceful fruit? of righteousness. . . 172 The Saviour calls — let ev'ry ear 104 The Saviour's praise, all human tongues 723 The secret sigh, the silent pray'r 773 The serpent of the field, by art 154 The soul, immortal and sublime 644 The spacious firmamenton high 2 The swift, declining day 643 The taper has quivei'd its last 542 The taunts and frowns of men on earth 300 The weary trav'ller, lost in night 130 The week is past ! and has it brought. . 520 The willow that droops 583 The wisdom of the Lord 118 Thee, dearest Lord, my heart adores. . 302 Then is there no sunny isle 702 There is a beam upon the hill 51S There is a calm for those who weep.. 710 There is a fountain fill'd with blood.. 123 There is a God, all nature speaks 1 There is a land of living joy 660 There is a land where everlasting suns 771 There is a region, lovelier far 661 There is a thought can lift the soul... 125 There is an hour of peaceful rest 666 There i> an hour that all must feel 101 There's not an echo round me 273 These are thy glorious works 772 These mortal joys, how soon they fade 586 They are not gone 634 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 5i8 Thine is the ev'ning's twilight ray.... 774 This is the feast of heav'nly wine 534 This is the hour when nature owns... 614 This time, how lovely and how still.. 531 This world is all a fleeting show 163 This world, that we so highly prize .. 174 Thou art, O Lord, the life and light .. 35 Thoa dear Redeemer, dying Lamb... 20U Thou didst, O might j God, exist 6 INDEX. First Lines of Hymne and Odes. Thou, Lord, »rt about me 20 Thou lovely Source of true delight . . . 227 Thou only centre of my rest 543 Thou only Sov'reign of my heart 166 Thou Prince of Glory, slain for me . . 61 Thou Sacred One, Almighty Three... 14 Thou soft-flowing Kedron 59 Thou that dost my life prolong 49S Though clouds arise, and dim the sight 415 Though sometimes my way 455 Though traveling through a wilderness 575 Thro' sorrow's night, and danger's path 600 Though the worn mariner prevail.... 558 Through the skies, when the thunder. . 205 Thrice happy nation ! where the Lord 589 Thrice happy, who on earth beheld . . 340 Thy glory, O Babel, shall vanish away 674 Thy mansion is the Christian'i heart. . 207 Thy names, how infinite they be 16 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea 50 Thy will be done ! In devious way. . . 225 Tidings .' glad tidings from above .... 54 Time is winging uj away 636 'Tis a point I long to know 339 'Tis done! the darling idol I resign... 250 'Tis false, thou vile accuser! — go 412 'Tis midnight — 'tis midnight 671 'Tis my happiness below 448 'Tis not thy wrath 77-J Tis past — the dreadful, stormy night. . 422 'Tis religion that can give 775 'Tis sweet to think — 'tit passing sweet 580 'Tis the fair dawn of heav'nly day 27S 'Tis vain with eager heart to grasp... 159 To Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue. . 71 To die in faith, is to begin 610 To heav'n my restless heart aspires. . . 440 To Jesus, the crown of my hope 461 To lay the soul that loves him, low. . . 45 To me remains nor place nor time. . . 182 To me 'tis equal whether Love ordain 30S To our Redeemer's glorious name 265 To tell my Saviour all my wants 372 To that fair world of light and bliss. . . 459 To thee, great God, with thankful heart 4S9 To thee, my God, and Friend 499 To thee, my God, to thee I bring.... 487 To thee, my gracious God, I sigh .... 224 To thee, my Saviour and my Lord ... 268 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord.. CO To-morrow, Lord, is thine 641 True! visions haunt the gen'ral breast 115 'Twas in an hour when sin prevail'd. . 418 U Unnumber'd systems, suns, and worlds 33 Up to thy seat, Eternal God 96 Vain, delusive world, adieu 301 Vain world, begone, nor vex my heart 324 Vexatioui world! thy flatt'ring snares 384 Vital spark of heav'nly flame 708 W Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will. . . 31 Watchmau ! tell us of the night 106 We know not what is right 47 We walk a narrow path, and rough . . 460 Weary of these low scenes of night. . . 356 Welcome, now, each thorn I find.... 450 Welcome, returning day of rest 524 What are all the charms of earth 138 What are meetings, here, but partings 573 What awakens new-born joy 502 What dost thou, O wandering dove . . 698 What hath God wrought 245 What if death my sleep invade 511 What is our God, or what his name. . 30 What is life ? 'tis but a vapor 638 What jarring natures dwell within . . . 446 What! shall whole ages wear away.. 327 What soft delight the peaceful bosom 476 What though downy slumben flee 510 What, though o'er my mortal tomb .. 604 What though the momenta fly 640 What though we wade in wealth 778 What thousands never knew the road 297 What various hindrances we meet. . . . 204 Whatever speaks the Godhead great.. 779 When all that most we cherish'd .... 650 When all thy mercies, O my God.... 256 When bending o'er the brink of life.. 607 When blooming youth is snatch'd away 627 When darkness long has veil'd my mind 423 When, dearest Saviour, when shall I.. 529 When death and everlasting things... 557 When death appears before my sight. . 605 When disciplin'd by long distress 548 When fancy spreads her boldest wings 180 When fill'd with grief 312 When first its pious herald 193 When first the God of boundless grace 129 When gath'ring clouds around I view 76 When hours of shade are ending 424 When I can trust my all with God... 355 When in dark and dreadful gloom... 40 When in the darkness deep and dull. . 780 When, in the hour of lonely woe 409 When languor and disease invade.... 554 When life as op'ning buds is sweet .. 613 When many a tempest blew 701 When marshall'd on the nightly plain 92 When musing sorrow weeps the past. . 357 When, my soul 777 INDEX. First Lines of Hymns and Odes. When, o'er trodden paths of life 251 When, rising from the bed of death.. 216 When shall we meet again 574 When sickness shakes 553 When sins and fears prevailing rise.. 114 When, soon or late, we reach the coast 782 When the fierce north-wind 712 When the sad, parting word we hear. . 577 When the sun shines forth 3 When the wintry storm, o'ershading. . 151 When these transientscenes of pleasure 705 When through the torn sail 215 When we pass through yonder river.. 451 Where, beneath heav'n's spreading... 281 Where burns the fire-side brightest. . . 142 Where shall the tribes of Adam find. . 72 Where'er my flutt'ring passions rove.. 145 Which is the happiest death to die... 714 While days and weeks pass gently by 645 While earth-born strifes are swelling 571 While my Redeemer's near 89 While on the verge of life I stand. . . . 457 While Sinai roars, and round the earth 116 While through this changing world... 435 While to the grave our friends 624 Whither — whither shall we go 165 Who dares attempt th' Eternal Name 12 Why art thou cast down, my soul 421 Why do we shed the silent tear 578 Why dost thou linger in thy cell 394 Why droops my soul 82 Why is this heav'n-descended mind.. 391 Why, O my soul, with cares oppress'd 413 Why, O my iouI, why weepest thou. . 410 Why, on the bending willows hung .. 197 Why should dreams so dark 417 Why should my pining spirit be 365 Why those fears? behold 'tis Jesus... 439 Why, thou never-setting Light 401 With minds serene 781 With transport, Lord, our souls 78 Within these walls be peace 587 Woe and wailing shall be o'er then .. 713 Ye angels, who stand round the throne 261 Ye earthly vanities, depart 228 Ye gay deceivers of the mind 289 Ye glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu 81 Ye hearts, with youthful vigor warm. . 483 Ye heav'nly gates 659 Ye humble souls, approach your God 10 Ye humble souls, complain no more.. 379 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord.. 66 Ye objects of sense 464 Ye sons of men, with joy record 244 Ye transient scenes of earth, farewell 465 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor.. 110 Yes ! God is love— a thought like this 783 Yes— 1 will bless thee, O my God 258 Yes— since God himself has said it... 366 Yes, the Lord shall be my joy 784 Yes, the Redeemer rose 64 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love.. 533 Yet, gracious God 785 Yon sapphire clouds 786 THE UNION COLLECTION HYMNS AND SACRED ODES GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. L. M. Steele. The Divine Being manifested in the Works of Creation. Ps.xiv. 1. xix. 1— 6. liii. 1. Rom. i. 20. THERE is a God, all nature speaks, Thro' earth and air and seas and skies See, from the clouds his glory breaks, As the first beams of morning rise. 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. 3 Diffusing life, his influence spreads, And health and plenty smile around ; And fruitful fields and verdant meads Are with a thousand blessings crown'd. 4 Almighty goodness, pow'r divine, The fields and verdant meads display; And bless the Hand which made them shine With various charms, profusely gay. 5 For man and beast, here, daily food, In wide, diffusive plenty grows ; And there, for drink, the crystal flood, In streams meand'ring, gently flows. 6 By cooling streams and soft'ning show'rs The vegetable race are fed ; And trees and plants and herbs and flow'rs Their Maker's bounty, smiling, spread. 7 Their flow'ry tribes, all blooming, rise Above the weak attempts of art : Their bright, inimitable dyes Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 8 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of The God, And bow before him, and adore. D. L. 11. A. Marvel. The Heavens declare the Being and Glory of God. Ps. xix. 1—6. Rom. i. 20. THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue, ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their Great Original proclaim: Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r display; And publishes to ev'ry land, The work of an Almighty Hand. Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And, nightly, to the list'ning earth, Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their tnrn, Confirm their tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What, though in solemn silence all Move round the dark, terrestrial ball? What, though no real voice, nor sound, Amid their radiant orbs be found 1 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine — " The Hand that made ns is Divine." GOD. Tlie Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. O. 11.10. 11.10. B.Barton. The Heavens declare the Being and Glory of God. Ps. xix. 1—6. Rom. i. 20. WHEN the sun shines forth from the gates of the morn, Giving light and life to the landscape round ; When the dews of ni«lit are empearl'd on the thorn, And with joyful songs the echoes resound ; — 2 Oh! His is the splendor whose beauty makes dim All that art can frame to enchant the ej e ; And the music we hear is the matin hyinu Of unconscious praise to the Deity ! 3 When the silence of night o'er the earth is spread, And the moon and the stars in their courses shine, The stillness around, and the pomp overhead, Alike, to the heart have a voice divine. r:x. L. M. Watts. The God of Glory. 11. 2 Sam. vii. 22. Ps. xxix. Acts vii. 2. CREATOR God, Eternal Light, Fountain of Good, Tremendous Pow'r, Ocean of wonders, Blissful sight! Thy love and beauty I adore. 2 Thy glorious nature is unknown In the dark region where I dwell! And partial glimpses from thy throne, Thy name in feeble whispers tell ! 3 In yonder world shall all be new — Myself — my God: oh, blest amaze! Not my best hopes or wishes know To form a shadow of this grace ! 4 Fix'd on my God, my heart, adore ! My restless thoughts, forbear to rove ! Ye meaner passions, stir no more! But all my pow'rs be joy and love ! 3- CM. Sterle. The Condescension of God. 1 Kings viii.27. 2Chr.vi.18. Ps. cxiii. 5, 6. ETERNAL Pow'r, Almighty God ! Who can approach thy throne ? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel-eyes unknown. Before the radiance of thine eye The heav'ns no longer shine; And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. 3 Great God ! and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below — To this vile world thy notice bend — These seats of sin and woe ? 4 And wilt thou show thy smiling face, And bring thy glories near? Oh! what immeasurable grace, To dwell with mortals here- ! 5 How strange, how wondrons is thy love VS ith trembling we adore ; Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. 6 While golden harps and angel-tongues Resound immortal lay», Great God, permit our humble songs To rise, and mean thy praise. O. C. M. Rowe. The Eternity of God. Ps. xc. 2. I?a. xliv. 6. lvii. 15. Rev. xi. 17. xvi. 5. THOU didst, O mighty God, exist Ere time began it? race, Before the ample elements Fill'd up the voids of space :— GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. Before the pond'rous earthly globe In fluid air was stay'd ; Before the ocean's mighty springs Their liquid stores display'd : — 3 Ere men ador'd, or angels knew, Or prais'd thy wondrous name ; Thy bliss, O sacred Spring of life ! And glory, were the same. 4 And when the pillars of the world, With sudden ruin, break ; And all this vast and goodly frame Sink in the mighty wreck ;— 5 When from her orb the moon shall start, Th' astonish'd sun roll back ; And all the trembling, starry lamps Their ancient course forsake ; 6 For ever permanent and fix'd, From agitation free, Unchang'd, in everlasting years, Shall thine existence be. I • 8.7. 8.7. 8.8.7. Montgomery. The Eternity of God, contrasted with the Mortality of Man. Ps. xc. cii. 24—27. ciii. 15—18. LORD, thou hast been thy people's rest, Through all their generations, Their refuge when by danger press'd, Their hope in tribulations : Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth, Or ever thou hadst form'd the earth, Art God, from everlasting. 2 The sons of men return to clay, When thou the word hast spoken ; As with a torrent borne away, Gone — like a dream when broken : A thousand years are, in thy sight, But as a watch amid the night, Or yesterday departed. 3 At morn we flourish, like the grass With dew and sunbeams lighted ; But ere the cool of ev'ning pass : The rich array is blighted : Thy visitations, Lord, consume Youth's tender leaf and beauty's bloom; We fade at thy displeasure. Our life is like the transient breath, That tells a mournful story, Early or late, cut short by death ; And where is all our glory ? Our days are threescore years and ten, And if the span be lengthen'd then, Their strength is toil and sorrow. 5 Lo ! thou hast set before thine eyes All our misdeeds and errors ; Our secret sins from darkness rise At thine awak'ning terrors : Who shall abide the trying hour? Who knows the thunder of thy power ? We supplicate thy mercy. 6 Lord, teach us so to mark our days, That we may prize them duly ; So guide our feet in wisdom's ways, That we may love thee truly : Return, O Lord, our griefs behold, And with thy goodness, as of old, Oh ! satisfy us early. 7 Restore our comforts as our fears, Our joy as our affliction; Give to thy church, through changing years. Increasing benediction ; Thy glorious beauty there reveal, And with thy perfect image seal Thy servants and their labors. 8. 10.7. 10.7. D. From Bowring. The Divine Faithfulness. Is. xlix. 15, 16. Deut. vii. 9. Is. liv. 10. Lam. iii. 23. 1 Cor. i. 9. OH ! say, hast thou watch'd the maternal care So smiling on infancy ? Hast thou ever beheld the joy-born tear So bright in a mother's eye 1 [mild, Hast thou mark'd the babe on her bosom Slumb'ring so tranquilly yet ? Oh ! she may forget her loveliest child, But God can never forget. 2 Iu infinite love, our Father has weigh'd Our share of evil and good ; And blended our portion of light and shade In a wise vicissitude : Our sunshine he tempers with sober gloom, Lest light should dazzle our sense ; And gives, in mercy, a voice to the tomb, To summon our thoughts from hence. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. With thee are my times, in whom I confide, Secure in thy gracious hand ; And oh, to my spirit be sanctified Whate'er thy wisdom has plann'd ! In tempests and gloom the sun may descend, The shades of death may appear — My Father is there, my guardian and friend, Then what should my spirit fear ! 9- L. M. Doddridge. The Goodyiess of God. Ex. xxxiv. 6. Ps. xxxiii. 5. cxlv. 7 — 9. INDULGENT Lord, thy goodness reigns Through all the wide, celestial plains; And thence its streams redundant flow, And cheer th' abodes of men below. 2 Through nature's works its glories shine ; The cares of providence are thine ; And grace erects our ruin'd frame, A fairer temple to thy name. 3 Oh ! give to ev'ry human heart To taste and feel how good thou art ! With grateful love and holy fear, To know how blest thy children are. 4 Let nature burst into a song ; Ye echoing hills, the notes prolong; Earth, seas, and stars, your anthems raise, All vocal with your Maker's praise ! 5 Ye saints, with joy the theme pursue ; Its sweetest notes belong to you; Chosen by this Celestial King For ever round his throne to sing. 10. c. M. Steele. The Goodness of God. Ex. xxxiv. 6. Ps. cxlv. 7 — 9. Nah. i. 7. YE humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 'Tis here our hope relies ; A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds with kind regard The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free. 6 Great God, to thine almighty love What honors shall we raise 1 Not all the rapturM songs above Can render equal praise. 11. 7-. Francis. The Greatness of God. Ex. xv. 11. 2 Sam. vii. 22. 1 Chr. xxix. 11, 12. Ps. civ. 1. cl. 2. GLORY to th' Eternal King, Cloth'd in majesty supreme ! Let all heav'n his praises sing, Let all worlds his pow'r proclaim. 2 Through eternity he reigns, In unmeasur'd realms of light ; He the universe sustains, As an atom in his sight. 3 Suns on suns, through boundless space, With their systems, move or stand ; Or, to occupy their place, New orbs rise at his command. 4 Kingdoms flourish, empires fall, Nations live, and nations die ; All forms nothing — nothing all — At the movement of his eye. 5 Oh ! let my transported soul Ever on his glories gaze ; Ever yield to his control, Ever sound his lofty praise ! 12 CM. Watts. With God is terrible Majesty. Job xxxvii. 22. Ps. xviii. 7—15. Hab. iii. 3—6. Nah. i. 2— C. WHO dares attempt th' Eternal Name With notes of mortal sound ? Dangers and glories guard the theme, And spread despair around. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. Destruction waits t' obey his frown, And heav'n attends his smile : A wreath of lightning arms his crown, But love adorns it still. 3 Celestial King, our spirits lie, Trembling, beneath thy feet ; And wish, and cast a longing eye, To reach thy lofty seat. 4 When shall we see the Great Unknown, And in thy presence stand ? Reveal the splendors of thy throne, Bat shield us with thy hand. 5 In thee what endless wonders meet ! What various glory shines ! The crossing rays too fiercely beat Upon our fainting minds. 6 Angels are lost in sweet surprise, If thou unveil thy grace ; And humble awe runs through the skies, When wrath arrays thy face. 7 When mercy joins with majesty To spread their beams abroad, Not all the fairest minds on high Are shadows of a God. 8 Thy works the strongest seraph sings In a too feeble strain ; And labors hard, on all his strings, To reach thy thoughts in vain. 9 Created pow'rs, how weak they be ! How short our praises fall ! So much akin to nothing, we, And thou, th' Eternal All ! 13. L. M. D0DDRIDG£. The Immutability of God, and the Muta- bility of the Creation* Ps. cii. 26, 27. xc. 2 — 1. GREAT Former of this various frame, Our souls adore thine awful name, And bow and tremble while they praise The Ancient of Eternal Days. 2 Before thine unsarpris'd survey Nature arose but yesterday ; And as to-morrow shall thine eye See earth and stars in ruin lie. B2 Around thy throne of dazzling light, Beyond an angel's vision bright, Thy glory shines, with peerless ray, While suns and worlds in smoke decay. 4 Our days a transient period run, And change with ev'ry circling sun ; And, in the firmest state we boast, A moth can crush us into dust 5 But let the creatures fall around, Let death consign us to the ground ; Let the last geu'ral flame arise, And melt the earth, and burn the skies : 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we Can all the wreck of nature see ; While grace secures us an abode Unshaken as the throne of God. 14. L. M. Watts. The Incomprehensibility of God, Job v. 9. ix. 10. xi. 7—9. xxxvii. 23. THOU Sacred One, Almighty Three, Great Everlasting Majesty ! What lofty numbers shall we frame, Equal to thy tremendous name ? 2 Seraphs, the nearest to the throne, Begin, and speak the Great Unknown : Attempt the song, attune your strings To notes untried, and boundless things. 3 You, whose capacious pow'rs survey- Largely beyond our eyes of clay, Yet what a narrow portion, too, Is seen, or known, or thought by you ! 4 How short your highest praises fall Below th' immense Original ! Weak creatures, we, that strive in vain To reach an uncreated strain. 5 Great God ! forgive our feeble lay*, And sound thine own immortal prais* : A song so vast, a theme so high, Calls for the voice that tun'd the sky. lO. L. M. Watts. The Incomprehensibility of God. Job v. 9. ix. 10. xi. 7 — 9. xxxvii. 23. GOD is a name my soul adores, Th* Almighty Three, th' Eternal One ; Nature and grace, with all their pow'rs, Confess the Infinite Unknown. GOD. The Dirine Being, Perfections, and Characten From thy great self thy being springs ; Thou art thine own original ; Made up of uncreated things, And self-snfikience bears them all. 3 Thy voice produc'd the seas and spheres, Bade the ware? roar, and planets shine ; Bat nothing like Thyself appears, Tbroogh all these spacions works of thine. I 4 Still, restless nature dies and grows ; From change to change the creatures run : Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 5 Thy piercing glance darts through the globes, | Rules the bright worlds, and moves their ; frame : Broad sheets of light compose thy robes ; Thy guards are form'd of living name. 6 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, And worship in submissive forms ; Thy presence shakes this lower ball, This little dwelling-place of worms. 7 How shall affrighted mortals dare To sing thy glory or thy p i Beneath thy feet we lie so far, And see but shadow* of thy face ! S Who can behold the blazing light ! ±n approach consuming flame ! None but thy wisdom knows thy might, :t thy word can speak thy name. 16. C. M. Watts The Infinite. Ps. cxlvii. 5. Job v. 9. ix. 10. xi. 7. xxxvii. 23. THY names, how infinite they be, Great Everlasting One ! Boundless thy might and rr. And unconfin'd thy throne, 2 Thy glories shine of wondrous size, And wondrous large thy grace ; Immortal day breaks from thine • And Gabriel veils his face. 3 Thine essence is a vast ■! Which angels cannot sound ; An ocean of infinities, BC all our thoughts are drown'd. The myst'ries of creation lie Beneath enlighten'd minds : Thoughts can ascend above the sky, And fly before the winds ; 5 Reason may grasp the massy hills, And stretch from pole to pole ; But half thy name our spirit fills, And overloads our souL 6 In vain our haughty reason swells. For nothing's found in Thee But boundless inconceivable*, And vast eternity. -W • L. M. Bbddome. The Justice and Goodness of God. Ps. lxxxv. 10. lxxxix. 14. ha. xxx. IS. GREAT God, my Maker and my King, Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing ; All thou hast done, and all thou dost, Declare thee good, proclaim thee just : 2 Thine ancient thoughts, thy firm decrees. Thy threat'nings, and thy promises, The joys of heav'n, the pains of hell, What angels taste, what devils feel : 3 Thy terrors, and thine acts of grace, Thy threat'ning rod, thy smiling face, Thy wounding, and thy healing word, A world undone, a world restored : 4 While these excite my fear and joy ; While these my tuneful lips employ ; Accept, O Lord, the humble song, The tribute of a trembling tongue. 18. 8.S.6. 3.S.6. Ret. H. Moore. The Love of God. John iii. 16. 1 John iv. 9 — 10. 10. MY God, thy boundless love I praise How bright on high its glories blaze ' How sweetly bloom below! It streams from thine eternal throne ; Through heav'u its joys for ever run, And o'er the earth they flow. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds, in air upborne, Their senial drops distil ; In ev'ry vernal beam it glows, And breathes in ev'ry gale that blows, And glides in ev'ry rill. 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flow'ry beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale ; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile on ev'ry vale. 4 But in the gospel it appears In sweeter, fairer characters, And charms the ravuh'd breast : There, love immortal leaves the sky, To wipe the drooping mourner's eye, And give the wean" rest. 5 Then let the love that makes me blest. With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude ; And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good. 6 Dart from thine own celestial flame One vivid beam, to warm my frame With kindred energy ; Mark thine own image on my mind, And teach me to be good and kind. And love and bless like thee ! 19- C. M. Whitz. The Power of God. 1.3,4. lsii. 11. sxxvi. 5. Job ix. 10. TH E Lord our God is cloth'd with might, The winds obey his will ; He speaks, and in his heav'nly height The rolling sun stands sti.i. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threat'ning aspect roar ! The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night ! your fore* combine S Without his high behest Ye shall not, in the mountain-pine, Disturb the sparrow's Best 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies ; He yokes the whirlwinds to hi* car, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations, bend — in rev'renoe ben d j Y-: monarehs, wait his nod ; And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. 20. Byrom. The Omn 'pr-:sen<:- of G ■.:. Vs. exxxix. 1—12. Jer. radii. 23. 24. THOU. Lord, art about me, go whither I will ; All the paths that I take to, I meet with thee still : I go forth abroad, and am under thine eye ; I retire to myself, and behold thou art by. How is it that thou hast encompassM me so, That I cannot escape thee, wherever I go ? Such knowledge as this is too high to attain, Tis a truth which I feel, though I cannot explain 2 Whither, then, shall I flee, from thy Spirit, Lord! Waal shelter c in space from thy presence afford ? If I climb up to he-av'n, lo ' there is thy throne : If I go down to hell, ev c n there thou art known ; If, for wings, I should mount on the morning's swift ray. And remain in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there, let the ret w wide, Thy hand would support me, thy right hand would guide. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. If I say, " Peradventure the dark may conceal What distance, though boundless, is forc'd to reveal ; *' Yet the dark at thy presence would vanish away, And my cov'ring, the night, would be turn'd into day. 'Tis myself, — myself only, who could not then see ; For the darkness, O Lord, is no darkness to thee : The night and the day are alike in thy sight ; And the darkness to thee is as clear as the light. 21. ,6. 3.6. 8.6. Conder. That they should seek the Lord, — though lie be not far from every one of us. Acts xvii. 27. BEYOND— beyond the boundless sea, Above the lofty sky, Further than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high : Yet, dear the awful thought to me, That thou, my God, art nigh :— 2 Art nigh, and yet my lab'ring mind Feels after thee in vain ; Thee, in these works of pow'r to find, Or to thy seat attain : Thy messenger, the stormy wind — Thy path, the trackless main. 3 These speak of thee with loud acclaim, They thunder forth thy praise— The glorious honor of thy name, The wonders of thy ways : But thou art not in tempest flame, Nor in day's glorious blaze. 4 We hear thy voice when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air ; The waves obey thy dread control ; Yet still thou art not there : Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is ev'ry where 1 Oh ! not in circling depth or height ; But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veil'd from sight — There does his Spirit rest : Oh '. come, thou Presence Infinite, And make thy creature blest. 22. il2th. Montgomery. The Omniscience and Omnipresence of God. Ps. cxxxix. Jer. xxiii. 23, 24. SEARCHER of hearts ! to thee are known The inmost secrets of my breast : At home, abroad, in crowds, alone, My rising hours, my peaceful rest, My thoughts far off, through ev'ry maze,— Thine all-discerning eye surveys. 2 How from thy presence should I go, Or whither from thy Spirit flee ; Since all above, around, below, Exist in thine immensity? If up to heav'n I climb my way, I meet thee in eternal day : 3 If in the grave my bed I make, With worms and dust, lo ! thou art there ; Or if the morning's wings I take, And to the utmost sea repair; I feel thine all-controlling will, And thy right hand upholds me still. In me thy workmanship display'd, V miracle of pow'r I stand ; Fearfully — wonderfully made, A.ud fram'd in secret by thy hand ; I liv'd, ere into being brought, Through thine eternity of thought. How precious are thy thoughts of peace, O God, to me ! how great the sum ! New ev'ry morn, they never i They were, they are, and yet shall come : In number, and in compass, more Than ocean's sand, or ocean's shore. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. Search me, O God, and know my heart ; Try me, my secret soul survey : Oh I warn thy servant to depart From ev'ry false and treach'rous way; And guide me, by thy watchful eye, To life and immortality. 23. 112th. Phes. Daties. The Pardoning God. Micah vii. 18. Ps. lxxxvi. 5. Dan. ix. 9. GREAT God of wonders ! all thy ways Are matchless, godlike, and divine ; But the fair glories of thy grace More godlike and unrivall'd shine : Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! Or who has grace so rich and free ! 2 Crimes of such horror to forgive, Such guilty, daring worms to spare, This is thy grand prerogative, And none shall in the honor share : Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! Or who has grace so rich and free ! 3 Angels and men, resign your claim To pity, mercy, love, and grace ; These glories crown Jehovah's name With an incomparable blaze : Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! Or who has grace so rich and free ! 4 In wonder lost, with trembling joy We take the pardon of our God, — Pardon for crimes of deepest dye, — A pardon bought with Jesus' blood : Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! Or who has grace so rich and free ! 5 Oh '. may this strange, this matchless grace, This godlike miracle of love, Fill the wide earth with grateful praise, And all th' angelic choirs above ! Who is a pard'ning God like thee ! Or who has grace so rich and free ! Convicted by thy righteous law, A criminal, condemn'd to die, No cheering ray had pierc'd the gloom, Had not thy pity, Lord, been nigh. 3 Consign'd to everlasting death, No friendly refuge where to fly ; I had in hopeless mis'ry dwelt, Had not thy pity, Lord, been nigh. 4 Thy pity sent thine only Son ; That we might live, he came to die ! He bore our guilt, he paid our debt, Because thy pity, Lord, was nigh. 24. L. M. A. Divine Pity. Is. lxiii. 9. James v. 11. AN heir of grief and pain and shame, A mourner, born to weep and die ; Ne'er had I liv'd to bless thy name, Had not thy pity, Lord, been nigh. 25. L13tb. Doddridge. The Eternal God his People's Refuge and Defence. Deut. xxxiii. 27. 29. Ps. lxii. 2. 6, 7. lxiii. 7. BEHOLD, the great Eternal God Spreads his protecting arms abroad, And calls our souls to shelter there : Wonders of mingled pow'r and grace To all his children he display;.. Guarded from danger, and from fear. 2 The shadow of th' Almighty's wings Composure, unmolested, brings, While tlneat'ning horrors round me crowd : In vain the storms of rattling hail This all-secure retreat assail, And the wild tempest roars alond. 3 In loftier strains my fearless tongue Shall warble its victorious song, My Father's graces to proclaim : He bears his tender offspring on, To glory radiant as his throne, And joys eternal as his name ! 26. D. L. M. Montgomery. God is our Refuge and Strength. Ps. xlvi. 1—5. xlviii. 1—3. Heb. xiii. <5. GOD is our refuge and defence ; In trouble our unfailing aid ; Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid? Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurl'd ; His people smile amid the shock : They look beyond this transient world. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. There is a river, pure and bright, [plains ; Whose streams make glad the heav'nly Where, in eternity of light, The city of our God remains : Built by the word of his command, With his unclouded presence blest, Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand ; There is our home, our hope, our rest. 3 Thither let fervent faith aspire ; Our treasure and our heart be there ; Oh, for a seraph's wing of fire ? No, — on the mightier wings of prayer We reach at once that blest retreat ; And, rang'd among the ransom'd throng, Fall with the Elders at His feet, Whose name alone inspires their song. 27. L. II. Wesley's Col. He delivereth and rescueth. Dan. vi. 27. Ps. xxxiv. 7. 17. 19. xxxii. 7. GOD of my life, whose gracious pow'r Thro' varied deaths my soul has led, Or turn'd aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my fainting head. 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see ; Assist me still my course to run — Still to repose my trust in thee. 3 Dangers have oft confess'd thy pow'r, And giv'n me back to thy command ; Nor could they, Lord, my life devour, Safe in the hollow of thy hand. Oft from the margin of the grav3 Thy love has lifted up my head ; And still I found thee near to save ; Diseases own'd ihy touch, and fled. 5 Whither, oh ! whither should I fly, But to my Heav'nly Father's breast t Secure within his arms to lie, And safe beneath his wings to rest ! -^O. 112th. Addison. TJm Lord is my Shepherd. Ps. xxiii. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant; To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary, wand'ring steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray ; Thy presence shall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. 4 Though in the vale of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My stedfast heart shall fear no ill ; For thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. 29- 11. 10. 11. 10. Knox. 77c* Lord is my SJwpherd. Ps. xxiii. THE Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me repose Where the pastures of beauty are growing ; And leads me afar from the world and its woes, Where, in peace, the still waters are flowing. 2 He strengthens my spirit, — he leadeth my path Where the arms of his love shall enfold me ; And when I walk through the dark valley of death, His rod will be there to uphold me. GOD. The Divine Being, Perfections, and Characters. 30. L. M. Watts. The Supreme and Self-sufficient God. Ps. lxxxix. 6—9. Rom. xi. 34—36. WHAT is our God, or what his name, Nor men can learn, nor angels teach ; He dwells conceal'd in radiant flame, Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach. 2 The spacious worlds of heav'nly light, Compar'd with him, how short they fall ! They are too dark, and he too bright : Nothing are they, and God is all. 3 He spake the wondrous word, and lo ! Creation rose at his command ! Whirlwinds and seas their limits know, Bound in the hollow of his hand. 4 There rests the earth, there roll the spheres, Thsre nature leans, and feels her prop ; But his own self-sufficience bears The weight of his own glories up. 5 The tide of creatures ebbs and flows, Meas'ring its changes by the moon : No ebb his sea of glory knows; His age is one eternal noon. 6 Then fly, my song ! an endless round ; The lofty tune let angels raise; All nature dwell upon the sound ; But we can ne'er fulfil the praise. 31. L. M. Beddomb. God Wise and Gracious. Ps. lxxxix. 14. xcvii. 2. Rom. xi. 32, 33. WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will ; Tumult'ous 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 Jus methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat : And, 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. 32. D. C. M. Watts. A Song to Creating Wisdom. Ps. civ. 24. Jer. x. 12. ETERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise, To thee our songs we bring ; While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heav'n's high arches, ring : Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly dye, And starr'd with sparkling gold ! 2 There, thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circles run ; There, the pale planet rules the night, And day obeys the sun : The stormy winds stand ready there, Thine orders to obey ; With sounding wings they sweep the air, To make thy chariot way. 3 On the thin air, without a prop, Hang fruitful show'rs around ; At thy command they sink, and drop Their fatness on the ground : Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and sclid ground, With terror and delight. 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder — God : But the sweet beauties of thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pity divine in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love. OO. c. M. Bowring. All thy Works shall praise thee. Ps. cxlv. 10. Neh. ix. 6. Ps. xix. 1—6. UNNUMBER'D worlds, Unite to worship thee, Whose uncreated glory fills A vast eternity. systems, suns, anrl GOD. The Dominion, Gove rnm e n t, and Works of God. Natare,— a temple worthy thee,— T-i~ : -- ; ~ - --' '--■'-- ■ ■■ Whose flow ' : • k «oom below, Whose stars rejoice above ;— 3 Her sobs of gratitude is sang By ipaQ awak'ning hoars ; Her snmmer offers, at thy shrine, lb earliest, loveliest flow'rs : 4 Her autumn brings its ripenM in li z. :. . .5 . :z '-■ ..- - .Ightness hack to heav'n ! Bat oft, as on their charm- ' Allare the wond'ring soal to praise ; And be the joys that most we prize, . The joys that from thy favor rise- 35. ::. :. 7. M::se. 34. D. L. M. H. M. Williams. The day is thine, the night also is thine : thorn hast prepared the light and the sun. Thtm hast set all the borders of the earth : them hast made summer and winter. Ps. lxxiv.16. 17. cx.v. io. faa. vi. 3. MY God, all narare owns thy sway '. The night is thine, and thine the day ! When all thy lov'd creation wa^. Wit- morning rich in lustre breaks, And bathes in dew the opening fiow'r. To thee we owe her fragrant boar ; And when she poors ber choral song, Her melodies to thee belong ! 2 -, in paler tints array'd, The eVning slowly spreads her shade, Tint soothing shade, that grateful gloom, Can, more than day's eciiv'ning bloom, Still ev*ry fond and vain desire, And calmer, purer thoughts inspire ; Prom earth the pensive spirit free, And lead the soften'd heart to thee. 3 In ev'ry scene thy hands have drest, la Tv'ry form by thee imprest, V; i •_-.- -. .::;::': \-~.~.. i-il. Or where the shearing woods are spread; — In ev'ry note that swell* the gale, Or marm*rin» stream that cheers the vale ; The cavern's depth, or echoing grove ; A voice is heard of praise and 1 . 4 As o'er thy works the seasons roll, And soothe, with change of bliss, the soal, Oh ! never may their smiling train «y their Maker's love in vain ; The daw is thine, the night aim is thine : "J ■•*"•-■•-; :.: :-■-"■: /v..: I": . .-. . Thou hast set all the borders of the earth : thou hast made summer and winter. Ps. lxxiv. 16, 17. cslv. 10. Isa. vi. 3. THOU art, Lord, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are bat reflections caught from m -- er -wre turn, thy glories shine, -— - -- ---■ :~ : -_ -. ':.-..._: i_--_ -_.--:. 2 When day, with parting beam, delays I Among the op'ning cloads of ev'n ; ' And we can almost think a* Throngh golden vistas into heav'n : I Those hues, that make the Ban's decline % so radiant,Lord ! are thine. 3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, idows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beanteoas bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumber'd dyes :— That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord ! are thine. 4 When youthful spring around as breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; -y flow'r the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye : i ram, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. 36. 113th. I nu i . The Beauties of Creation manifested u% our World. Ps. viii. 1. EccL iii. 11. Isa. vi. 3. OURS is a lovely world ! How fair TV- beaaties, ev'n on earth, a: The seasons in their courses fall, And bring succ-. -e sea, The earth, the sky, ar- rc—'g""*, glorious Lord of GOD. Tie Dtmadan, Government, and Work* There's beaady in the break of cay ; There'3 glory in the noon-tide ray ; There's sweetness in the twilight shades Magnificence in ni=;ht : thy love Arch'd the grand heav'n of bine ■ And all our smiling earth pervades. 3 And if thy glories here be found Bin n ..anee all around, What Ens: the Fo:.m :.- GljF.y :e! In Thee « ■■-'.. a:;e.— ::: Thee confide, Thoa mercy's w lvu- 4 Ta: 1. '• e'f unfathc . 37 KWUSWOW. He hath made twerg :.!".; tet ntitftf ill : Bed. iii. 11. Gen. i. 31. Pa. EKSin. civ. ML 38. C. M. T V J M 7. . The Werk zding the soul to the Creator. Pa, d . 24. cxlv. Bed. .... 11. M. HOW fair the page :: narare' b m and earth an irmi Ike ara:-.: While hi it j charms the eye* T...e s 'in Lis M Throa gk 1 f i rids of light ; Dm :..'• net : ri his command, TH^mf* the realms of night. 3 To him the warblers on the spray Attune the sprightly song ; H _ a:le zephyrs' breezy wings V. .:: their soft notes alone. CALL not earth a barren s: ■:■: Pas? it mat a: _: -.rul by ! Til :: man a lovely lot, Though a lovelier rests on Li.:.. I Were the w o a da and hills and stn Earth'- - ire bine All the radiance of its beams, Pcrm'd by God in vain k i 3 We perceive a ad, ^ithio, 4 irer skies. fid fa : deal -...::.? : Hia ; Yet aritk pal • 5 it for amis as d - As the ■ atain snow ; Yet each hallow'd pk ....:: : . el. vr. The blearin; Docks, the lowing herds, Ihaftia . tke-BM 'er, Uncons:. bounty call, A:: a ha . :;.-.:: at::::. s:::e. 5 would I learn, for all I have, To sound his : And on his kind, paternal care, For all I 6 IkaSj far and near. • send Our r road, The var. all conspire T. .-. _ ::: .- : G i : — 7 Thai G:d. whose word all . Whose eye all nature se;s : | Whose hand all nature rules, sustains, Or crushes., as he please . — 8 Before whose high and dazzling throne .as of angels bow ; Wk< Ki ■ - ■ i Whose Grow ■ Epdlaai woe. I barren spot .' by ! 'Tis to man a lovely I Though 1 1 bsea hiirh. C Low at his fee:. • soul, In pr*: 4 Efege fall ; a: thy fear, thy love, thy trust, 7 • ■ > . thy God- :-. GOD. The Dominion, Government, and JVorks of God. d\j. 8.7. 8.7. Barton. The Ocean. Ps. civ. 24, 25. cvii. 23, 24. BEAUTIFUL, sublime, and glorious, Mild, majestic, foaming, free ; Over time itself victorious, Image of eternity ! 2 Epithet-exhausting ocean, 'Twere as easy to control, In the storm, thy billowy motion, As thy wonders to unrol. 3 Sun, and moon, and stars, shine o'er thee, See thy surface ebb and flow ; Yet attempt not to explore thee, In thy soundless depths below. 4 Whether morning's splendors steep thee With the rainbow's glowing grace, Tempests rouse, or navies sweep thee, 'Tis but for a moment's space. 5 Earth — her valleys and her mountains, Mortal man's commands obey; Thine unfathomable fountains Scoff his search, and scorn his sway. 6 Such art thou, stupendous ocean ! But, if overwhelm'd by thee, Can we think, without emotion, What must thy Creator be! 40. Montgomery. Thunder and Lightning. Ps. xviii. 13—15. lxxvii. 18, 19. WHEN in dark and dreadful gloom, Clouds on clouds portentous spread, Black, as if the day of doom Hung o'er nature's shrinking head — When the lightning breaks on high, God is coming — God is nigh! Then we hear his chariot wheels As the mighty thunder rolls ; Nature — startled nature, reels From the centre to the poles : Then the ocean, earth, and sky, Tremble as he passes by ! 3 Darkness, wild with horror, forms His mysterious hiding-place ; Should he, from his ark of storms, Rend the veil and show his face, — At the judgment of his eye, All the universe would die ! 4 God of vengeance ! from above, While thine awful bolts are hurl'd. Oh ! remember thou art love ! Spare, — oh, spare a guilty world! Stay thy flaming wrath awhile, Let the bow of promise smile ! 5 When the last dread day appears, Bursting wide from pole to pole ; When, amid the shiv'ring spheres, Twice ten thousand thunders roll ; — When the dream of time shall end ; May I find the Judge ray Friend ! 41. L. M. Watts. Thunder and Lightning. Ps. xviii. 13—15. lxxvii. 18, 19. OTH' immense, th' amazing height, The boundless grandeur of our God, Who treads the worlds beneath his feet, And sways the nations with his nod 1 2 He speaks, and lo ! all nature shakes, Heav'n's everlasting pillars bow ; He rends the clouds with hideous cracks., And shoots his fiery arrows through. 3 Well, let the nations start and fly At the blue lightning's horrid glare ; Atheists and emp'rors shrink and die, When flame and noise torment the air : 4 Let noise and flame confound the skie<. And rend the spacious realms below ; Vet will we ging the Thund'rer's praise, And send our loud ho-annas through. GOD. The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. Celestial King, thy blazing pow'r Kindles our hearts to flaming joys ; We shout to hear thy thunders roar, And echo to our Father's voice. 6 Thus shall the God, our Saviour, come, And lightnings round his chariot play : Ye lightnings, fly to make him room ; Ye glorious storms, prepare his way. 42. C. M. Watts. God's Dominion and Decrees. 1 Chr. xxix. 11. Dan. iv. 24,25. 32. 34, 35. EEP silence, all created things, K' 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 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men ; With ev'ry angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his councils shine : Each op'ning leaf, and ev'ry stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 5 Here, he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown ; And there, the following page, he turns, And treads the monarch down, 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; Nor dares the fav'rite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes ; What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 8 In thy fair book of life and grace Oh ! may I find my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb ! 43. Old 50th. Doddridge. The Lord of Glory Reigns. Ps. lxvi. 7. ciii. 19. 1 Chr. xxix. 11. 2 Chr. xx. 6. THE Lord of Glory reigns supremely great; High in the heav'ns he builds his royal seat; Through worlds unknown his sov'reign sway extends; Nor space nor time his boundless empire ends : His eye beholds th' affairs of ev'ry nation, And reads each thought through his immense creation. 2 Lightnings and storms his mighty word obey, And planets roll where he has mark'd their way : Unnumber'd cherubs, veil'd, before him stand, Waiting the signal of his high command ; His praise gives harmony to all their voices, And ev'ry heart through the full choir rejoices. Rebellious mortals, cease your tumults vain, Nor longer such unequal war maintain ; Let clay with fellow-clay in combat strive, But dread to dare the Pow'r by which you live : With contrite hearts, fall prostrate and adore him, For if he frown, ye perish, all, before him. GOD. The Dominion, Government, and JVorks of God. 44. C. M. Watts. The Divine Sovereignty and Grace. Isa. xlvi. 10. lxvi. 1, 2. Dan. iv. 25. 32. 34, 35. THE Lord, how fearful is his name ! How wide is his command I Nature, with all her moving frame, Rests on his mighty hand. 2 Immortal glory forms his throne, And light, his awful rohe ; Whilst, with a smile or with a frown, He manages the globe. 3 A word of his almighty breath Can swell or sink the seas ; Build the vast empires of the earth, Or break them, as he please. 4 Adoring angels round him fall, In all their shining forms ; His sov'reign eye looks through them all, And pities mortal worms. 5 His bowels to our worthless race In sweet compassion move ; He clothes his looks with softest grace, And takes his title — Love. 6 Then let the Lord for ever reign, And sway us aS he will ; Sick or in health, in ease or pain, We are his children still. 7 No more let peevish passions rise, Nor let our tongues complain; 'Tis sov'reign love that sends our joys, And love resumes again. 4<0. C. M. Cowper's Guion. God hides his people. Deut. viii. 2, 3. 2 Cor. xii. 7. TO lay the soul that loves him, low, Becomes the Only Wise ; To hide beneath a veil of woe The children of the skies. 2 Man, though a worm, would yet be great, Though feeble, would be strong; Assume an independent state By sacrilege and wrong. 3 Strange the reverse when once abas'd, The haughty creature proves ! He feels his soul a barren waste, Nor dares affirm he loves. 4 Scorn'd by the thoughtless and the vain, To God he presses near ; Superior to the world's disdain, And happy in its sneer. 5 Oh ! welcome in this heart, he says, Humility and shame ! Farewell the wish for human praise, The music of a name. 6 Come then, my soul, and leave the Lord To rule thee, and dispose ; Sweet is the mandate of his word, And gracious all he does. 7 He draws from human littleness His grandeur and renown ; And gracious hearts, with joy, confess The tribute all his own. 3 Down, then, with self-exalting thoughts, Thy faith and hope employ To welcome all that he appoints, Of sorrow or of joy. 46. 112th. Cunningham. But tlie very hairs of your head are all numbered. Matt. x. 29— 31. vi.25— 34. Luke xii. 6, 7. 22—31. THE insect that, with puny wing, Just shoots along one summer ray; The flow'ret which the breath of spring Wakes into life for half a day ; The smallest mote, the tend'rest hair — All feel our Heav'nly Father's care. 2 Ev'n from the glories of his throne He bends to view this earthly ball; Sees all, as if that all were one — Loves one, as if that one were all ; Rolls the swift planets in their spheres, And counts the sinner's lonely tears. 47- S. M. Edmeston. Our Ignorance of the Divine Proceedings acknowledged. Job xlii. 3. xxxviii. 2. WE know not what is right! The storm that rends the air Disperses, in its raging flight, The hurtful vapours there. GOD. The Dominion, Government, and Works of God. The sickness that may shoot Through ev'ry nerve and vein, But stifles, in the early root, Some death, or deeper pain. 3 We know not what is right ! In ev'ry seeming ill Mercy is God's supreme delight ; He acts in kindness still. 4o. 8.7. 8.7. D. Bow ring. Futurity wisely concealed. Matt. vi. 34. 25. OH, how wise that God hath hidden All the future from us here ! Oh, how kind that 'tis forbidden We should feel to-morrow's care ! If time's page of hurrying fleetness Were unveil'd to readers here, Joy itself would lose its sweetness, Sorrow would become despair. 2 Now, if storms the ocean cover, Hope declares a calm is near ; When discordant tones are over, Soften'd music meets the ear : If the shadows of affliction Round us gather as we go, Soon some heav'nly benediction Wakens peace from slumb'ring woe. 49- CM. COWPER. Light shining out of Darkness. Ps. lxxvii. 19. cxii. 4. Mic. vii. 9. 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, With 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. C 2 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet v\ ill be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 50. CM. Fawcett. The Mysteries of Providence to be ex- plained hereafter. 1 Cor. xiii. 9 — 12. John xiii. 7. THY way, Lord, is in the sea; Thy paths I cannot trace ; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. Here, the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround ; Mysterious deeps of providence My wand'ring thoughts confound. 3 When I behold thine awful hand My earthly hopes destroy, In deep astonishment I stand, And ask the reason why? 4 As through a glass I dimly see The wonders of thy love ; How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above ! 5 'lis but in part I know thy will; I bless thee for the sight: — When will thy love the rest reveal. In glory's clearer light ? 6 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. 51 S.7. 4.7. Montgomery. .1 Call to Celebrate the Saviour's Birth. Matt. ii. 1—11. Luke ii. 7—14. ANGELS ! from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth ; Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds ! in the fields abiding, Watching o'er your flock by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the glorious light ! Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Sages ! leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar! Seek the great Desire of Nations, Ye have seen his natal star ; Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4 Saints ! before the altar bending, Waiting long, with hope and fear, Suddenly, the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear ; Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 5 Sinners ! bow'd with true repentance, Doom'd by guilt to endless pains, Justice now repeal* your sentence, Mercy calls you, — breaks your chains ! Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. OO . li.io. O -~ • C. M. Ascribed to Medlby. The Song of Angels at the Saviour's Birth. Luke ii. 7—14. MORTALS, awake ! with angels join, And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love, and gratitude, combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began ; And sweet, seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tun'd the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll'd ; The theme, the song, the joy, was new — 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky, Th' impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Wrapt in the silence of the night, The world in darkness lay; When sudden, glorious, heav'nly light Burst in a flood of day. 6 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good will and peace are heard throughout Tli' harmonious, heav'nly throng. 7 With joy the chorus we repeat, " Glory to God on high ! " Good will and peace are now complete, Jesus was born to die. 8 Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail ! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Though earth, and time, and life, shall fail. Thy praise shall never end. in. Hebeti. The Star of the East. Matt. ii. 1, 2. BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! Cold, on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offrings divine ; Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine 4 Vainly we offer each ample ohlation, Vainly with gifts would his favor secure : Richer, hy far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 54 S.7. S.7. 8.3.7. Montgomery. A Visit to Bethlehem, in Spirit. Matt. ii. 1—11. Luke ii. 7—16. TIDINGS ! glad tidings from above, To ev'ry age and nation ! Tidings ! glad tidings !— God is love ; To man he sends salvation : His Son— his own— his only Son, The work of mercy hath begun ; Give to his name the glory. 2 Through David's city I am led ; Here all around are sleeping ; A. light directs to yon poor shed, There lonely watch is keeping : I enter ; oh, what glories shine ! Is this Immanuel's earthly shrine ? Messiah's infant temple 1 3 It is — it is ! and I adore This stranger, meek and lowly, As saints and seraphs bow before The throne of God thrice holy : Faith through the veil of flesh can see The face of thy Divinity, My Lord, my God, my Saviour ! OD. CM. Doddridge. The Saviour' 3 Mission. Is. lxi. 1, 2. Luke iv. 18, 19. HARK, the glad sound ! the Savior comes, The Saviour promh'd long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. 2 He comes, the pris'ners to release, in Satan's bond-i^e held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; And on the eyes oppress'd with night To pour celestial day. 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 heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 56. C. M. Am- The Miracles of Jesus Christ. Matt ix. 35. xiv. 30, 31. xv. 30. JESUS, and didst thou condescend, When veil'd in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away *? 2 DiJst thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see? Jesus, thou Son of David, hear ; Have mercy, too, on me ' 3 And didst thou pity mortal woe, And sight and health restore 1 Pity, Lord, and save my soul, Which needs thy mercy more ! 4 And didst thou save a trembling frame When sinking in the wave ? I perish, Lord ! oh, save my soul ! For thou alone canst save. JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. 57. 112th. Barton. The Pool of Bethesda. John v. 2 — 9. AROUND Bethesda's healing wave, Waiting to hear the rustling wing Which spoke the angel nigh, who gave Its virtues to that holy spring, — With earnest, fix'd solicitude, Were seen th' afflicted multitude. 2 Among them there was one, whose eye Had often seen the waters stirr'd, Whose heart had often heav'd the sigh, The bitter sigh of hope deferred; Beholding, while he sufifer'd on, The healing virtue giv'n — and gone ! 3 No pow'r had he ; no friendly aid To him its timely succour brought; But, while his coming he delay'd, Another won the boon he sought ; — Until the Saviour's love was shown, Which heal'd him by a word alone ! Had they 'who watch'd and waited there Been conscious who was passing by, With what unceasing, anxious care Would they have sought his pitying eye ; And crav'd, with fervency of soul, His sov'reign pow'r to make them whole. 59- lis. But habit and tradition sway'd Their minds to trust to sense alone ; They only sought the angel's aid ; While in their presence stood, unknown, A greater, mightier far, than he, With pow'r from ev'ry pain to free. 6 Bethesda's pool has lost its pow'r ! No angel, by his glad descent, Dispenses that diviner dow'r \\ hich with its healing waters went : But He, whose word surpass'd its wave, Is still omnipotent to save. OO. 9.9. 8.8. Cunningham. Jesus walking on the Waves, and stilling the Tempest. Matt. xiv. 24—32. Mark vi. 48—51. John vi. 18 — 21. I WAS toss'd on the billows of life ; I endeavour'd their rage to control : More fierce grew the turbulent strife ; The waters went over my soul. 2 In the midst of the pitiless storm One appear'd, who was mighty to save : The darkness was chas'd by his form ; He trod on the fathomless wave. 3 In his looks, in his'words, was a charm Which commanded the tempest to cease; The billows were hush'd to a calm ; — Within and without there was peace. M. De Fleury. Matt. xxvi. 36—46. Mark xiv. 32—12. John xviii. 1, 2. Luke xxii. 39 — 16. THOU soft-flowing Kedron ! by thy limpid stream Our Saviour, at night, when the moon's silver beam Shone bright on thy waters, would oftentimes stra\ , And lose in their murmurs the toils of the day : Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet ; Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet ! Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skits ! 2 How damp were the vapors that fell on his head ' How hard was his pillow ! how humble his bed ! The angels beholding, amaz'd at the sight, Attended their Master with solemn delight : JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. Come, saints, and adore him, come bow at his feet ; Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet I Let joyful hosannas unceasiug arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies ! O garden of Olivet! dear, honor'd spot ! The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot .' The theme most transporting to seraphs above, The triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love! Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet Oh ! give him the glory, the praise that is meet! Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies ! 60. L. M. Steele. A Dying Saviour. Matt, xxvii. 35—50. Mark xv. 25—38. Luke xxiii. 33—46. John xix. 18—30. STRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviom dies; Hark! his expiring groans arise ! See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Descends the sacred crimson tide ! But life attends the deathful sound, And flows from ev'ry bleeding wound ; The vital stream, how free it flows, To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! To suffer in the traitor's place, To die for man — surprising grace! Yet pass rebellious angels by, — Oh! why for man, dear Saviour, wh; And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed ? Anrl could the sun behold the deed? No, he withdrew his cheering ray, And darkness veil'd the mourning day. Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling grief and wonder flow, And yet my heart unmov'd remain, Insensible to love or pain ? Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impart, To warm this cold, this stupid heart, Till all its pow'rs and passions move In melting grief, and ardent love. 61. 8.8. 8.8.4. COLLYER. A Dying Saviour. Matt, xxvii. 35—50. Mark xv. 25—38. Luke xxiii. 33-46. John xix. 18—30. THOU Prince of Glory, slain for me, Breathing forgiveness in thy pray'r ; That loving, melting look I see, That bursting sigh, that tender tear, For mnrd'rers shed ! 2 Oh! while I gaze, in wonder lost, Upon that livid, mangled form, Teach me to calculate the cost, To shelter from the rising storm This guilty head ! 3 Can I behold that closing eye, Still fix'd on me, still beaming love ! And can I see my Saviour die, Nor feel one holy passion move Within this heart? 4 Those temples wounded by the thorn, That visage marr'd by lines of woe, Shall teach me to encounter scorn, — In ail that thou didst undergo, To bear my part. 5 Let me but hear thy dying voice Pronounce forgiveness in my breast ; My trembling spirit shall rejoice, And feel the calm of heav'nly rest, In all its woes. 6 Lord, thine atoning blood apply, And life or death is sweet to me ; In life's last hour, thy presence, nigh, From fear shall set my spirit free, And give repose. JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. 62 COLLYER. Beflections on the Saviour's Grave. Matt, xxvii. 59, 60. Mark xv. 46. Luke xxiii. 53. John xix. 40—42. THE grave in which Jesus was laid Has buried my guilt and ray fears; And while I contemplate its shade The light of his presence appears. 2 Oh ! sweet is the season of rest When life's weary journey is done, The blush that spreads over its west, — The last, ling'ring ray of its sun ! 3 Though dreary the empire of night, I soon shall emerge from its gloom, And see immortality's light Arise on the shades of the tomb. 63 L. M. Watts. The Saviour Dying, Rising, and Reigning. Rom. xiv. 9. Heb. x Luke xxiii. 27. xxiv. 26. 12, 13. 1 Pet. i. 11. 64. 143th. Doddridge. HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies! A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groan'd beneath your load ; He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood. 3 . Here's love and grief beyond degree — The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo, what sudden joys we see! Jesus, the dead, revives again! 4 The mighty conqu'ror leaves the tomb; Up to his Father's courts he (lies ! Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies ! 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high your great Delh'rer reigns; Sing hovv he t-poil'd the hosts of hell, And led the monster Death in chains. 6 Say, "Live for ever, wondrous King! " Born to redeem and stiong to save!" Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting V And, "Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?' The Resurrection of Jesus Christ. Matt, xxviii. 1—7. YES, the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead; And o'er our hellish foes High rais'd his conqu'ring head : In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Behold th' angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet: Joyful, they come, And wing their way, From realms of day, To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heav'n they fly, The joyful news to bear: Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air! Their anthems say : " Jesus, who bled, " Has left the dead ;— " He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, Redeem'd from sin and hell; And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell : Transported cry : " Jesus, who bled, " Has left the dead, " No more to die." 65 7s. COLI.YKR. Jesus Rising. Matt, xxviii. 1 — 7. MORNING breaks upon the tomb, Jesus dissipates its gloom ! Day of triumph through the skies, See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Christians, dry your flowing tears; Chase your unbelieving fears; Look on his deserted grave; Doubt no more his pow'r to save. JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. Ye who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scatter'd shade ; Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay. 4 So the rising sun appears, Shedding radiance o'er the spheres; So returning beams of light Chase the terrors of the night. 66. CM. Doddridge. The Angel's Reply to the Women tvho sought the Saviour on the Morning of the Resurrection. Matt, xxviii. 5 — 7. YE humble souls that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away ; And bow with pleasure down, to see The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought— Such wonders love can do ! Thus cold in death that bosom lay Which throbb'd and bled for you. 3 A moment give a loose to grief, Let grateful sorrows rise ; And wash the bloody stains away With torrents from yonr eyes. 4 Then dry your tears, and tune your song3, The Saviour lives again ; Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqu'ror could detain. 5 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears His once dishonor'd head ; And through unnumber'd years He reigns Who dwelt among the dead. 6 With joy like his shall ev'ry saint His empty tomb survey : Then rise, with his ascending Lord, To realms of endless day. 61. L. M. C. Wesley. The Ascension. Vs. xxiv. 7—10. Acts i. 9. THE might}- Conqu'ror leaves the d« Jesus the Lord ascends on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, DraggM to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates; Ye everlasting doors, give way. 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims these mansions as his right, Receive the King of Glory in." 4 " Who is the King of Glory, who ? " " The Lord that all our foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell, o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name." 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ; Ye everlasting doors, give way." 6 " Who is the King of Glory, who ? " " The Lord of boundless pow'r possest, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blest." 68. L. M. Heginbothom. The Saviour's Advent, Exaltation, and Second Appearing. Heb. ix. 28. 1 Tim. iii. 16. COME, saints, and shont the Saviour's praise, To him your grateful tribute bring; Let angels hear the notes you raise, And strike their golden harps, and sing. 2 Sing how he left the heav'nly throne, And laid his splendid robes aside, — Put all our mortal weakness on, And groan'd and labor'd, wept and died ! 3 Now lift your songs to nobler strains, High let your ardent passions soar; See where the great Redeemer reigns, And all the hosts of heav'n adore. 4 Again he comes,— a mighty cloud Bears him in sacred triumph down ; Th' archangel's trumpet sounds aloud, And seraphs shout his high renown. JESUS CHRIST. History of Jesus Christ. From realms of death beneath the ground, The saints in countless millions rise : Cherubic armies wait around, And view the change with vast surprise. 6 Hail, mighty Prince ! thy kingdom, now, Thy blias and triumph, are complete ; To thee the ransom'd myriads bow, And lay their glories at thy feet. 7 Oh, could I hope my guilty soul Might share the honors of that day ! Then, let thine awful chariot roll, I'll fly to meet thee on tby way. 09« C. M. Turner. Jesus CJirist seen of Angels. 1 Tim. iii. 16. BEYOND the glitt'ring, starry skies, Far as th' eternal hills, There, in the boundless worlds of light, Our dear Redeemer dwells. 2 Immortal angels, bright and fair, In countless armies shine : At his right hand, with golden harps, They offer songs divine. 3 Hail ! Prince, they cry, for ever hail ! Whose unexampled love Mov'd thee to quit these glorious robes And royalties above. Whilst, here, our gracious Lord vouchsaf d To suffer rude disdain, They cast their honors at his feet, And waited in his train. 5 In all his toils and conflicts here, Their Sov'reign they attend ; And pause — and wonder how at last, This scene of love will end ! 6 When all the pow'rs of hell combin'd To fill his cup of woe, Their wond'ring eyes beheld his tears In blood and anguish flow. 7 As on the torturing cross he hung, And darkness veil'd the sky, Amaz'd, they saw that awful sight, — The Lord of Glory Die ! 8 Anon, he bursts the gates of death,— Subdues the tyrant's pow'r; They saw th' illustrious conqu'ror rise, And hail'd the blissful hour ! 9 They brought his chariot from above, To bear him to his throne ; Clapp'd their triumphant wings, and cried, " The glorious work is done ! " 10 My soul the joyful triumph feels, And thinks the season long Ere she her gracious Saviour see, And join the rapt'rous song. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 70. C. M. Steele. Jesus Christ the Supreme Beauty. Is. xxxiii. 17. Cant v. 10—16. Matt. xvii. 2. Rev. i. 16. SHOULD Nature's scenes, to please the eye, In sweet assemblage join, Her loveliest charms would droop and die, Jesus, compared with thine. 2 Vain were her fairest beams display'd, And vain her blooming store ; Her glories languish into shade, Her beautv is no more. But ah, how far from mortal sight The Lord of glory dwells ! A veil of interposing night His radiant face conceals. 4 Oh ! could my longing spirit rise On strong, immortal wing, And reach thy palace in the skies, My Saviour and my King! — 5 There myriads worship at thy feet, And there, (divine employ! J The triumphs of thy love repeat In son?* Of endleaa joy. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. Thy presence beams eternal day, O'er all the blissful place : Who would not drop this load of clay, And die to see thy face ! 71 C. M. S. Stennett. Chief among Ten Thousand ; or, the Sa- viour's Excellencies. Cant. v. 10—16. TO Christ, the Lord, let ev'ry tongue Its noblest tribute bring : When he's the subject of the song, Who can refuse to sing ! 2 Survey the beauties of his face ; On all his glories dwell ; Think of the wonders of his grace, And all his triumphs tell. 3 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd Upon his sacred brow ; His head with peerless light is crown'd ; His lips with grace o'erflow. 4 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men ; Fairer he is than all the fair That fill the heav'nly train. 5 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 6 His hand a thousand blessings pours Upon my guilty head ; His presence gilds my darkest hours, And guards my sleeping bed. 7 To him I owe my life, my breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 8 To heav'n, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 9 Since from thy bounty T receive Such proofs of love divine ; Had I a thousand hearts to zivc, Lord, they should all be thine ! 72. L.M. Watt: The Eternal Life. John xiv. 6. x. 10. Col. iii. 4. WH ERE shall the tribes of Adam find The sov'reign good to fill the mind ? Ye sons of moral wisdom, show The spring whence living waters flow. 2 In vain I ask — for Nature's pow'r Could only reach this mortal hour: 'Twas but a poor relief she gave Against the terrors of the grave. 3 Jesus, our kinsman and our God, Array'd in majesty and blood, Thou art our life ! our souls in thee Possess a full felicity ! 4 All our immortal hopes are laid In thee, our Surety and our Head ; Thy lowly cross, thy lofty throne, Are big with glories yet unknown. 5 Then let my soul for ever lie Beneath the blessings of thine eye : 'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above, To see thy face, to taste thy love. 73, CM. Steele. The Heavenly Guest. Rev. iii. 20. AND will the Lord thus condescend To visit sinful worms ? Thus at the door shall Mercy stand, In all her winning forms ? 2 Surprizing grace ! — and shall my heart Unmov'd and cold remain? Has it no soft — no tender part ? Must Mercy plead in vain ? 3 Shall Jesus for admission sue, His charming voice unheard ? And shall my heart, his rightful due, Remain for ever barr'd 1 4 'Tis sin, alas ! with tyrant pow'r The lodging has possess'd ; And crowds of traitors bar the door Against the Heav'nly Guest. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. Dear Lord, exert thy conqu'ring grace : Thy mighty pow'r display : One beam of glory from thy face Can drive my foes away. 6 Ye treach'rous inmates, hence - depart; Dear Saviour, enter in ; And guard the passage to my heart, And keep out ev'ry sin. 74. L. M. Grigg. The Heavenly Guest. Rev. iii. 20. BEHOLD a Stranger at the door! He gently knocks, has knock'd before; Has waited long, is waiting still : You use no other friend so ill. Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and open hands ; Oh, matchless kindness ! and he show3 This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine ; Turn out that hateful monster, Sin, And let the Heav'nly Stranger in. 4 Yet know, nor of the terms complain, Where Jesus comes, he comes to reign — To reign with universal sway : Ev'n thoughts must die that disobey. 5 Sov'reign of souls ! thou Prince of Peace 2 Oh, may thy gentle reign increase ! Throw wide the door, each willing mind ; And be his empire — all mankind. 75. Old 150th. Doddridge. The Head of Saints and Angels. Col. ii. 10. Eph. i. 22. HAIL ! great Immanuel, ever honor'd name ! Spread it, ye angels, through heav'n's sacred frame: Ye sceptred cherubim before his throne, And flaming seraphim, bow humbly down : He is your Head ; with prostrate awe adore him, And lay, with joy, your radiant crowns before him. 2 Array'd in his refulgent beams ye shine, And draw existence from his source divine ; Grateful, ye wait the signal of his hand, Pleas'd to obey your Sov'reign's high command ; In Him th' indwelling Deity admiring, To bear his brighter image still aspiring. 3 Mortals with you in cheerful homage join, — Their sweetest songs of praise with yours combine : Mean as we are, with sius and griefs beset, We glory that in him we stand complete : He is our Head, and we with you adore him, And pour our wants, our joys, our hearts before him. 7() 112th. Grant. The Sympathizing High Priest. Heb. iv. 15. WHEN gathering clouds around view, And days are dark, and friends are few On Him I lean, who not in vain Experienc'd ev'ry human pain : He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 When vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismay 'd, my spirit dies; Then He, who once vouchsaf'd to bear Our load of guilt, our load of care, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. And oh ! — when I have safely pass'd Through ev'ry conflict but the last ; Unchanging still, he'll watch beside My dying bed, — for he has died : Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away. / /• 8.8. 8.8. 10.10. COLLYEH. The Sympathizing High Priest. Heb. iv. 15. DEAR Lord, 'tis known to thee — the sigh That softly from the bosom steals ; Grief's dew-drop trembling in the eye, — The anguish that the spirit feels: Each human woewas once sustain'd by thee, And still is felt in tend'rest sympathy. 2 The thorns that pierc'd thy bleeding brow, Wound, as I pass, my pilgrim feet ; A stranger I, like thee below, Seek in the grave my last retreat : There shall I slumber, free from rude alarms, From pain's sharp conflict, and from life's deep harms. 3 Safe from the false world's summer smiles, Safe from the winter's angry frown, Safe from the tempter's cruel wiles, With thee, my Lord, I lay me down, Low in the grave, — till angels bid me rise, To share thy triumphs in thy native skies. 78 L. M. Doddridge. The Saviour's Immutability. Heb. i. 12. xiii. 8. WITH transport, Lord, our souls pro- claim Th' immortal honors of thy name : Assembled round thy gracious throne, We make thy matchless glories known. 2 High on his Father's royal seat, The Saviour shone divinely great, Ere Adam's day with life was warm'd, Or Gabriel's nobler spirit foim'd. 3 Through all succeeding ages, he The same has been, the same shall be : Immortal radiance crowns his head, Though stars and suns wax old and fade : The same his pow'r his saints to guard, The same his bounty to reward ; The same his faithfulness and love, To saints on earth and saints above. 5 Let nature change and sink and die; Jesus shall raise his follow'rs high ; And fix them near his stable throne, In glory changeless as his own. Y9* L. M. Steele. Intercessor. Heb. vii. 25. 1 Tim. HE lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! What joy the blest assurance gives ! And now, before his Father God, He pleads the merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And Justice arm'd with frowns appears ; But, in the Saviour's lovely face, Sweet Mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence then, ye black, despairing thoughts Above our fears, above our faults, His pow'rful intercessions rise ; And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In ev'ry dark, distressing hour, When sin and Satan join their pow'r, Let this bright hope repel the dart — That Jesus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate ! Almighty Friend ! On him our humble hopes depend : Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 80. C. If. Newton. The Name of Jesus. Matt. i. 21. Luke i. 31. ii. 21. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In the believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. Dear name ! the rock on which I build My shield, my hiding place ; My never-failing treasury, fill'd With boundless stores of grace ! 4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend; My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End ; Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, — Too cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as fliou art, Pll praise thee as I ought. C Till then, I would thy love proclaim With ev'ry fleeting breath : Oh ! may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death ! 81 CM. Steele. The Pearl of Great Price. Matt. xiii. 46. 1 Pet. ii. 7. YE glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu ; A nobler choice be mine : A real prize attracts my view, — A treasure all divine. 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, Ye specious baits of sense : Inestimable worth appears, — The Pearl of price immense ! 3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, O name divinely sweet ! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 4 Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted .-tores resign ; With joy I would renounce them all For leave to call thee mine. 5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possess'd, I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever blest. C Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desirt s. Thy love IS bliai divine ; Accept the wish that low iaspjveB, And bid me call thee mine. 82. L.M. Scott. The Great Physician. Jer. viii. 22. Numb. xxi. S, 9. Ps. xlii. 11. John iii. 14, 15. WHY droops my soul, with grief oppress'd ? Whence these wild tumults in my breast 1 Is there no balm to heal my wound, — No kind physician to be found ? 2 Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ; Behold, the Prince of Glory dies ! He dies, extended on the tree, And sheds a sov'reign balm for thee. 3 Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie, Here to receive a cure, or die ; But grace forbids that painful fear, — Infinite grace, which triumphs here. 4 Thou wilt extract the poison'd dart, Bind up and heal the wounded heart ; With blooming health my face adorn, And change the glaomy night to morn. 5 Now give a loose, my soul, to joy ; Hosanuas be thy blest employ, Salvation thine eternal theme, And swell the song with Jesus' name. 83. 7.6. Newton. The Great Physician. Jer. viii. 22. Numb. xxi. 8, 9. John iii. 14, 15. HOW lost was my condition Till Jesus made me whole ! There is but one Physician Can cure a sinful soul ! 2 The worst of all diseases Is light, compar'd with sin ; On ev'ry part it seizes, But rages most within. 3 A dying, risen Jesus, Seen by the eye of faith, At once from anguish frees us, And saves the soul from death. 4 Come, then, to this Physician, His help he'll freely gire ; He makes no hard condition, — 'Tis onlv— Look and live. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfection*, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 84. L. M. Steele. The Great Physician. Jer. viii. 22. Num. xxi. 8, 9. John iii. 14, 15. DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; Where shall the sinner find a cure? In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; The work exceeds air nature's pow'r. 2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns With fatal strength, in ev'ry part ; The dire contagion fills the veins, And spreads its poison to the heart. 3 And can no sov'reign balm be found 1 And is no kind Physician nigh, — To ease the pain, and heal the wound, Ere life and hope for ever fly! 4 There is a Great Physician near; Look up, fainting soul, and live ! See in his heav'nly smiles appear Such ease as nature cannot give. 5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, Life, health, and bliss abundant flow ! 'Tis only this dear, sacred flood, Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 6 Sin throws in vain its poison'd dart, For here a sov'reign cure is found ; A cordial for the fainting heart, A balm for ev'ry painful wound. 85. 7s. Refuge. Is. xxxii. 2. Heb. vi. 18. JESUS, Refuge of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly ; While the raging billows roll, While the tempest still is high : All my trust on thee is stay'd ; All my help from thee I bring : Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 2 Other refuge have I none, — Hangs my helpless soul on thee! Leave, oh ! leave me not alone ! Still support and comfort me! Hide me, O my Saviour ! hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last ! D2 86. S. M. Miss E. M. Jesus the Believer's Rest. Matt. xi. 28, 29. DELUSIVE world, farewell ! By grief and sin distress'd, On one delightful thought I dwell, — That thou art not my rest. 2 Once thou wert all I sought To fill this anxious breast ; And then it was a mournful thought, That thou wert not my rest. 3 But oft would guilt appear, In legal horrors drest ; Aud many a sad, foreboding fear Denied my hope of rest. 4 And long, with heart-felt pain, By inward foes oppress'd, Some friendly hand I ask'd in vain, To point a place of rest : 5 Till, hast'ning from above, A self-invited guest, The Saviour, with a smile of love, Proclaim'd himself my Rest. 87. C. M. Saviour. Steele. Luke ii. 11. Acts v. 31. xiii. 23. 1 John iv. 14. COME, heav'nly love, inspire my song With thine immortal flame ; And teach my heart, and teach my tongue, The Saviour's lovely name. 2 The Saviour! oh, what endless charms Dwell in that blissful sound ! Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, And spreads delight around. 3 Here, pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich etfusion flow, For guilty rebels, lost in sin, And doom'd to endless woe. 4 Wrapt in the gloom of dark despair, We, helpless, hopeless lay ; But sov'reign mercy reach'd us there, And smil'd despair away. JESUS CHRIST. . • • . . pS • - tee I) Forsook hi* throne at . And. swift to - He flew on wi -- 6 TV almighty Former of tlu Stoop'd to our vile abode; While ... _ with wond'ring eye?, And hail'd th' incarnate ( Oh, the rich depth? of love divine ! Of bliss, a - - re ! V:\iour. let me call thee mine, — I cannot wish for more ! On thee alone my hope relies ; Beneath thy cross I fall ; My L;rd. my lite, my saeri My Saviour, and my all '. SS. L. M. Steele. The Only Saviour. Acts iv. 1-2. John xiv. 6. JESUS, the spring of joys divine, [flow, Whence all our hopes and comforts Jesus, no other name but thine Can save us from eternal « •2 In vain would boasting Reason find The way to happiness and God ; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewilder'd, in a dubious road. 3 No other name will Heav'n approve ; Thou art the true, the living way, (Ordain'd by everlas'ing h To tht - . sday. 4 Here h t I feet abide, \ : nt: - Direc: 1 cheer our heart. 5 Oh ! snide us thror,»h this world 89- : ,erd. Ps. xxiii. John x. 11. "XT _ ▼ ? ; Mv wants are all applied. Where rich abuud.uice _ His gracious hand, indnlgeut, leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Along the lovely scene C\*>1 ' . ■ roll, Transparent, sweet, and all serene, To cheer my fainting soul. 4 Here let my spirit rest : How sweet a lot is mine ! W ith pleasure, food, and safety blest: Beneficence divine ! 5 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My \\ and'ring feet restore ; And guard me with thy watchful eye, And let me rove no more. 90. C. M. Heginbothom. / am the good Shepherd : the good Shep- herd gireth his life for the sheep. John x. 11. Ps. xxiii. TO thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, • nil song I'll raise; Oh ! let the feeblest of thy flock Attempt to speak thy praise. > But how shall mortal tongues express - ?ject so divine ? Do jnstice to so vast a tK Or praise a love like thine ? 3 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe u 1 comforts here, bier bliss above. 4 To thee my trembling spin' With sin and grief opprt And b . 5 Nay, should I walk thro' death's dark vale, With double horrors spread ; Thy rod"Would guide my doubtful steps. And guard my drooping bead. Lead on, dear Shep: thee, i I reach thy fold above, And praise thee bf.ter there. JESUS CHRIST. The Perfections, Characters, and Offices of Jesus Christ. 91 7.6. 7.6. Edmeston. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, g t ! From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, — Rev. xxii. 16. Luke i. 78, 79. \ j. t i s _ t he Star of Bethlehem ! STAR of my hope ! depart not ; My soul's unclouded light ; 'Tis darkness where thou art not — Worse than Egyptian night. 2 2 Once on the raging seas I rode ; The storm was loud, the night was dark ; The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blowM The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark Though many a star of splendor ! M y vital energies were froze ; Around the concave shine ; I Hopeless, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; Their beams no comfort render, , When suddenly a star arose,— Till lighted up by thine. i II was— the Star of Bethlehem ! 3 92 . D. L. M. White. j Fairest of all the stars of light, __ _. -„_.-,- Il bade m >" dark forebodings cease; The Star of Bethlehem. ». f t,„ rt „ . , K ,. ~, . , J | And, through the terrors ot the night, Matt. ii. 2. 9, 10. Luke i. 78, 79. | It led me to the port of peace : H EN marshall'd on the nightly plain • ^ ow > safel >" moorM, my perils o'er, The glitt'ring host bestud the sky, j Pl1 S1 ' n => first in night's diadem, One star alone, of all the train, i For ever > and for evermore,— Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye : 1 The Star— the Star of Bethlehem f w 93 10s. Steele. Sun of Righteousness. Mai. iv. 2. 2 Cor. iv. 6. Rev. i. 16. GREAT Sun of Righteousness ! thy beams impart, And cheer my eyes, and warm my languid heart Thou Source of Beauty ! Everlasting Fair ! In thee ten thousand thousand charms appear. 2 Where'er I turn, thy glories are display'd : The morn, the noon, the grateful ev'ning shade, Present thy matchless beauties to my sight, And strike with wonder, or inspire delight. 3 Thy pow'r and love, in plenty's smiling form, O'er the wide fields, each grateful bosom warm : From thee the gentle ev'ning's breezes spring, And waft refreshment on their balmy wing : 4 Thy beauty glitters in the pearly dew ; And smiles amid the bright, ethereal blue, Which paints yon spacious arch ; and charms our eyes In ev'ning's soft, inimitable dyes. 5 Jesus, thy glory, beaming from afar, Great Source of light, illumines ev'ry star: Thy word inform'd the planets where to roll, And station'd ev'ry orb that gilds the pole. 6 To thee, 'midst all the glories of the skies, To thee alone, I raise my longing eyes ; Let me but dwell beneath thy light divine, And all the charms of nature I resign. HOLY SPIRIT. The Influences of the Holy Spirit. 94. C. M. Steele. The Necessity of the Holy Spirit's Influ- ences to renew the Heart. Ezek. xxxvi. 26, 27. Johniii.5. Tit.iii.5. HOW helpless guilty Nature lies, Unconscious of her load ! The heart unchang'd can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a pow'r divine The stubborn will subdue 1 'Tis thine, Eternal Spirit, thine, To form the heart anew. 'Tis thine, the passions to recall, And upwards bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fall From reason's darken'd eyes ; — 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live : A beam of heav'n, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 5 Oh ! change these wretched hearts of oars, And give them life divine ! Then shall our passions and our pow'rs, Almighty Lord, be thine. . c/3» lis. Cunningham. The Influences of the Holy Spirit Desired. Ps. li. 10—12. John xiv. 16, 17. Gal. v. 22, 23. OH ! come, with thine olive-branch, Spirit of love ! With all thy sweet graces, descend from above : Bring with thee the purity, concord, repose, Thy peaceful and permanent presence bestows. 2 As days of " clear shining" that follow the rain, Thy heart-soothing presence can cheer me again : In tenderness visit this sorrowing breast, And make it for ever the seat of thy rest. 96. L. M. Heginbothom. The Influences of the Holy Spirit Desired. Ps. li. 10—12. John xiv. 16, 17. Gal. v. 2? f 23. UP to thy seat, Eternal God 1 Now would my ardent passions soar ; Fain would I view thy bright abode, And love, and wonder, and adore. 2 Spirit of peace ! Immortal Dove ! Here let thy gentle influence reign : Come, fill my soul with heav'nly love, And all the graces of thy train. 3 Not all the sweets beneath the sky, Nor corn, nor oil, nor richest wine, Could raise my tuneful song so high, Or yield me pleasures so divine. 4 Blest with thy presence, I could meet Death, though in all his terrors drest; Nor, while I taste a joy so sweet, One fear disturb my peaceful breast. 97. L. M. Steele. The Influences of the Holy Spirit Ex- perienced. John xiv. 16, 17. 1 Cor. iii. 16. vi. 19. DEAR Lord ! and shall thy Spirit rest In this polluted heart of mine 1 Unworthy dwelling ! glorious Guest! Favor astonishing, divine ! 2 Yes, the blest Comforter is nigh ! 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; Else would my hopes for ever die, And ev'ry cheering ray depart 3 What less than thine almighty word, Can raise my heart from earth and dust ? And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust? 4 Oh! let thy Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, thou God of love ! And light and heav'nly peace impart,— Sweet earnest of the joys above 1 SCRIPTURES. The Excellencies of the Scriptures. 98. C. M. Steele. The Excellencies of the Scriptures. Ps. xix. 7—10. John v. 39. 2 Tim. iii. 15—17. FATHER of mercies ! in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name adorM For these celestial lines. 2 Here, mines of heav'nly wealth disclose Their bright, unbounded store : Earth's glitt'ring gem no longer glows, And India boasts no more. 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a rich repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. 4 Amid these gloomy wilds below, When dark and sad we stray, Here, heav'nly beams relieve our woe, And guide to endless day. 5 Here, springs of consolation rise, To cheer the fainting mind ; Here, thirsty soub receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. 6 When guilt and terror, pain and grief, United, rend the heart ; Here, sinners meet divine relief, And cool the raging smart. 7 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 8 Oh ! may these heav'nly pages be My soul's sincere delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 9 Divine Instructor ! gracious Lord ! Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 99* C. M. Cow PER. The Light and Glory of the Scriptures. Ps. xliii. 3. cxix. 105. Prov. vi. 23. 2 Pet. i. 19. A GLORY gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It gives a light to ev'ry age ; It gives — but borrows none. 2 The Pow'r that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat : Its truths upon the nations rise ; They rise — but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heav'nly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 100. L. M. Heginbothom. Thou hast magnified thy Word above all thy Xame. Ps. cxxxviii. 2. xix. 7 — 10. GREAT God ! the heav'ns thy pow'r proclaim ; Earth echoes back thy mighty name ; Thy glory gilds returning days, And nights in silence speak thy praise. 2 i All nature sings thy boundless love, J In worlds below, and worlds above ; I But in thy glorious word I trace | Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 ; There, what delightful truths I read ! 1 There, I behold a Saviour bleed : Hi? names salutes my list'ning ear, j Revives my heart, and checks my fear. I 4 i There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease, ' And gives my lab'ring conscience peace; i Raises my grateful passions high, I And points to mansions in the sky. 5 Hail, great Immanuel! let my song i Through endless years thy praise prolong ; And distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. SCRIPTURES. Scripture Warnings, hivitaiions, and Promises. 101. L. M. Watts. Why will ye Die ? Ezek.xviii.31. xxxiii. 11. Jer. xxvii. 13. SINNER, oh! why so thoughtless grown? Why in such dreadful haste to die? Daring to leap to worlds unknown ! Heedless against thy God to fly! 2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate, Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams ? Madly attempt th' infernal gate, And force thy passage to the flames ? 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains; And hear the Lord of life unfold The glories of his dying pains — For ever telling, yet untold ! 102, us. Knox. Acquaint note thyself with him, and be at peace. Job xxii. 21. Prov. iii. 21—26. ACQUAINT thee, O mortal! acquaint thee with God ; And joy, like the sunshine, shall beam on thy road ; And peace, like the dew-drop, shall fall on thy head ; And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. 2 Acquaint thee, O mortal! acquaint thee with God; And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad : Thy safeguard, in danger that threatens thy path, — Thy joy, in the valley and shadow of death. 103. CM. The Invitation of Wisdom. Prov. viii. ix. 1—6. i. 20—23. LO! Wisdom stands, with smiling face, And courts us to her arms ; Who can resist the wondrous grace, Or slight her pow'rful charms ! 2 Eternal pleasures fill her train,— Pleasures that never cloy ; Come, drink ofbliss, unmix'd with pain, And taste celestial joy. 104. C. M. Steele. The Saviour's Invitation. John vii. 37. Isa. lv. 1. Rev. xxi. 6. THE Saviour calls— let ev'ry ear Attend the heav'nly sound ; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear; Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart, Here, streams of bounty flow; And life, and health, and bliss impart, To banish mortal woe. Ye sinners, come, 'tis Mercy's voice The gracious call obey ; Mercy invites to heav'nly joys, — And can you yet delay ? Dear Saviour ! draw reluctant hearts To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink, and never die. 105. 112th. L. H. Col. The Saviour's Invitation. Matt. xi. 28. Jer. viii. 22. SWEET as the shepherd's tuneful reed, From Zion's mount I heard the sound : Gay sprang the flow'rets of the mead, And gladden'd nature smil'd around : The voice of peace salutes my ear, And speaks the Lord, my Saviour, near: — 2 [moan " Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive Has taught these rocks the notes of woe ; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow: Behold the precious balm is found, That lulls thy pain, and heal? thy wound. SCRIPTURES. Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. As spring, the winter,— day, the night- Peace, sorrow's gloom shall chase away ; And smiling Joy, a seraph bright, Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay ; While Glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own." 106. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. Hart. Come and welcome to Jesus Christ. Matt. xi. 28. COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched Come— 'tis mercy's welcome hour ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, join'd with pow'r : He is able, He is willing ; doubt no more. 2 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requirelh Is to feel your need of him : This he gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, Lost and ruin'd by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all : Not the righteous — Sinners, Jesus came to call. 4 Agonizing in the garden, Lo! the Saviour prostrate lies; On the bloody tree behold him ; Hear him cry, before he dies, " It is finished!" — Sinners, will not this suffice ? 5 Lo! th' incarnate God, ascended, Pleads the merits of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of glory Sweetly echo with his name ; Hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same. 10/. Ts. Kaweis. Come and welcome. John xix. 30. Matt. xi. 28. FROM the Mount of Calvary, Where the Saviour deign'd to die, What melodious sounds I hear, Bursting on my ravish'd ear ! " Love's redeeming work is done ! Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan ? All thy sins on me are laid, Justice owns the ransom paid: Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come ! Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stor'd ; To thy Father's bosom press'd, Once again a child confest, Never from his house to roam ; Come and welcome, sinner, come! " 108. D. L. M. G. Clayton. Hearken, daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear ; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house ; so shall the King greatly desire thy beauty ; for he is thy Lord, and worship thou him. Ps. xlv. 10, 11. 2. Prov. viii. SAY, sinner, wilt thou go with me, And leave yon gay, delusive scene ; Where dang'rous snares are laid for thee, And ruin smiles with treach'rous mien ? Ah ! quit awhile the flatt'ring bait, While I my gracious suit declare: AH heav'nly charms around me wait, For I am Fairest of the fair. For thee I left the realms of light, Nor cast one sorrowing look behind ; For thee endur'd the darkest night, And bore the blast of winter's wind : I cloth'd myself in mortal clay, Humble my birth, and hard my fare, Thy hopeless sorrows to allay, Though I am Fairest of the fair. SCRIPTURES. Scripture Warnings, Invitations, a.id Promises. Come, and I'll pardon all thy sin, And take thy load of guilt away ; Will make thy spotted nature clean, And turn thy darkness into day ; Through life I'll guide thee with mine eye, And make thee my perpetual care ; For ev'ry want there's rich supply In me, the Fairest of the fair. 4 And in the shade, when thou must die, I will receive thy parting breath ; Will soften each expiring sigh, And cheer with smiles the bed of death : Angels shall watch thy breathless clay, And dry the fond survivor's tear ; And waft thee on their wings away, T' embrace the Fairest of the fair. 109. CM. Doddridge. Invitation to the Gospel Feast. Luke xiv. 16—23. Isa. lv. 1. THE King of heav'n his table spreads, And dainties crown the board ; Not paradise, with all its joys, Could such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life, are giv'n, Through the rich blood that Jesus shed To raise the soul to heav'n. Ye hungry poor, who long have etray'd In sin's dark mazes, come ; Come from your most obscure retreats, And grace shall find you room. 4 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here ; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 5 Yet is his hou*e and heart so large, That millions move may come; Nor could the whole assembled world O'er-fill the spacious room. 6 All things arc ready, — s-inners, come ; Nor weak excuses frame : Crowd to the glorious gospel-feast, And bless the Founder's name. 110. CM. Steels. Invitation to the Gospel Feast. Luke xiv. 1&— 23. Isa. lv. 1. YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast ! Where Mercy spreads her bounteous store, For ev'ry humble guest. 2 There, Jesus stands with open arms; He calls, he bids you come : Guilt holds you back, and fear alarm*; But see, — there yet is room : — 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; There love and pity meet; Nor will he bid the soul depart That trembles at his feet. 4 In him the Father, reconcil'd, Invites your souls to come ; The rebel shall be call'd a child, And kindly welcom'd home. 5 Oh ! come, and, with his children, taste The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast, Of nobler joys above. 6 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown. 7 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come : Ye longing souls, the grace adore, And enter while there's room. 111. 8.7. 8.7. 7.7. Montgomery. Sinners invited to the Fountain opened for .Sin and Uncleanness. Zech. xiii. 1. John xix. 34. Rev. xxi. 6. COME to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruin'd by the fall ; Here, a pure and healing fountain Flows to you — to me — to all, In a full, perpetual tide, — Open'd when the Saviour died. SCRIPTURES. Scripture Warnings, Invitations, and Promises. Come, in sorrow an 1 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; 'Tis a soul-reviving flood : God is faithful ;— God will never Break his covenant in blood ; — Sign'd, when our Redeemer died, — Seal'd, when he was glorified. 112. L. M. Colly er. Return, ye backsliding children. Jer. iii. 22. 12. 14. Hos. xiv. 1. 4. RETURN, ye wand'rers,— oh ! return : And seek a Father's melting heart Whose pitying eyes your griefs discern, Whose tender hand can heal your smart. 2 Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return ; He heard the deep, repentant sigh ; He saw the soflen'd spirit mourn, When no relieving tear was nigh. 3 Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return ; Your Saviour calls, — he bids you live : Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, ye wand'rers, — oh ! return, And wipe away the falling tear: Your Father calls, — no longer mourn, — 'lis Mercy's voice invites you near. 5 Return, ye wand'rers, — oh! return; Regain your lost, lamented rest : Jehovah's melting bowels yearn To clasp his children to his breast. 113. CM. Doddridge. Fear thou not ; for I am with tliee. Is. xli. 10. 14. Josh. i. 9. k ND art thou with us, gracious Lord, V To dissipate our fear? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, — Our God for ever near? Dost thou a Father's bowels feel, For all thy humble saints ? And in such friendly accents speak, To soothe their sad complaints ? 3 Why droop our hearts— why flow our tears, While such a voice we hear ? Why rise our sorrows and our fears, While such a Friend is near ? To all thine other favors, add A heart to trust thy word ; And death itself shall hear us sing While resting on the Lord. 114. L. M. Steele. Because I live, ye shall lite also. John xiv. 19. vi. 57. ~VT7"HEN sins and fears prevailing rise, H And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes, To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? And can ray hope, my comfort die, — Fix'd on thine everlasting word, — That word which built the earth and sky ? 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure : His word a firm foundation gives; Here let me build, and rest secure. Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; Immovable the promise stands: Not all the pow'rs of earth, or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bauds. Here, my soul, thy trust repose ! If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself,— that last of foes. Shall break a union so divine. RELIGION. The Excellence and Importance of the Christian Religion. 115. 112th. BOWRING. Life and Immortality brought to light by the Gospel : or, Christianity superior to the Light of Nature. 2 Tim. i. 10. 1. Rom. xvi. 25, 20. 1 Cor. xv. 19, 20. 1 Pet. i. 3. TRUE! visions haunt the gen'ral breast Of man — of worlds beyond the skies: But that may be a dream, at best, Like other dreams and vanities ; For man is but a breath, betray'd By ev'ry sense, by ev'ry shade. 2 Around him, o'er him, he creates A thousand fancies, to delude ; Which time — (truth-trier) — dissipates, Bright though they be, and fair, and good: They are but dreams at last — that leave Our disappointed hopes to grieve. 3 But infinitely happier he, Who, from the waste of grief and care, Assur'd of immortality, Retreats, and builds securely there ; And smiles, as from a splendid star, To see the shadows disappear. 4 Yes 1 happier, who, from earthly woes, Turns his tix'd vision to the skies, And knows and -feels that Jesus rose, And is assur'd that he shall rise— With faith, whose energy sublime Can triumph over death and time. 5 All else is vain :— the days to come Are shrouded in obscurity ; But Jesus burst his mortal tomb, And rose to set the pris'ner free : There's bliss enough in this, to cheer The deepest shades of misery here. Yes I Jesus rose, — and while the wreck Of nature leaves that thought to bless, The sigh of bursting grief I'll check. And calm the tumult of distress :— For Jesus rose, and I BhalJ rise, To endless life, and boundless joys. 116. L. M. Watts. Sinai and Calvary: or, The Superiority of the Gospel to the Law of Moses. Heb. xii. 18—24. Act3 xiii. 38, 39. Gal. ii. 10. "¥"W7~HILE Sinai roars, and, round the TT earth, Thunder and tire and vengeance flings; Jesus, thy dear, expiring breath, And Calvary, speak gentler things : — 2 Pardon, and peace, and boundless love, Streaming along a Saviour's blood ; And life, and joys, and crowns above, Purchas'd by our redeeming Lord. 3 Hark ! how he prays— (the charming sound Dwells on his dying lips!)— Forgive ! And ev'ry groan, and ev'ry wound, Cries— Father, let the rebels live ! 4 Go, you that rest upon the law, And toil, and seek salvation there; Look to the flames that Moses saw, And shrink, and tremble, and despair! 5 But Pll retire beneath the cross ; Saviour, at thy clear feet Pll lie ; And the keen sword that Justice draws, Flaming and red, — shall pass me by. 117- L. M. Steele. Religion the Source of Consolation and Hope. 1 Tim. iv. 8. vi. 6. Rom. v. -. r ). IS there no kind, no lenient art, To heal the anguish of the heart ? To ease the heavy load of care, Which nature must, but cannot bear? 2 Should Reason's dictates be obey'd, — Too weak, alas! her strongest aid ! Oh! let Religion, then, be nigh!— Her consolations never die. 3 Hit pow'rful aid supports the soul, And nature owns her kind control : While she unfolds the sacred page, Our fiercest griefs resign their rage. RELIGION. The Excellence and Importance of the Christian Religion. Then, gentle patience smiles on pain ; The fainting soul revives again ; Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, And faith points upward to the sky. 5 The promise guides her ardent flight ; And joys unknown to sense, invite Those blissful regions to explore, Where pleasure blooms to fade no more. 118. 148th. J. B. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. Prov. iii. 13—18. viii. ix. 1—6. i. 20—23. THE Wisdom of the Lord, Descending from above, Invites the sons of men In language full of love : Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are paths of peace. Her riches are divine ; Her treasures, always full, Brighter than rubies shine, And satisfy the soul : Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are paths of peace. She is a tree of life, And fruit celestial yields — Fruit — sin can never give, In all its blasted fields: Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are paths of peace. In Wisdom's pleasant ways The sun will always shine, To cheer the soul with peace, And prospects all divine : Oh ! come, and try her pleasant ways, And you shall find her paths are peace. The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. J-J-Jy* lis. Cunningham. The Ministry of Angels. Heb. i. 14. Luke xvi. 22. HOW cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliss Should bow their bright wings to a world such as this! And leave the sweet songs of the mansions above, To breathe o'er our bosom some message of love. 2 They come— on the wings of the morning they come, To convoy the stranger in peace to his home ; The pilgrim to waft from this stormy abode, And lay him to rest in the arms of his God. 120. L. M. Doddridge. The Rainbow around the Throne : or, The Divine Covenant Unchangeable. Rev. iv. 3. Gen. ix. 13—17. Is. liv. 9, 10. Ez. i. 28. NEVER shall deluges of woe The new-created world o'erflow : Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays, And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays Around thy throne the rainbow shines, Fair emblem of thy kind designs ; Bright pledge, that speaks thy cov'nant sure, Long as thy kingdom shall endure. 3 No gems so bright, no forms so fair, — Mercy and truth still triumph there : Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign, When stars and suns forget to ? hine, RELIGION. The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 121. CM. Turner. The Power of Faith. 1 John v. 4. Acts xv. 9. Heb. xi. 1. 1 Pet. i. 8, 9. FAITH adds new charms to eartlilybliss, And saves me from its snares ; Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, And softens all my cares : — 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heav'nly things, And feeds the pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r The healing balm to give : That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign ; And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain : — 5 Shows me the precious promise, seal'd With the Redeemer's blood; And helps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 6 There — there unshaken would I rest, Till this frail body dies ; And then, on faith's triumphant wings, At once to glory rise. 122. C. M. COWPER. Faith the Gift of God. Eph. ii. 8. 1 Cor. xii. 9. Gal. v. 22. Heb. xii. 2. OF all the gifts thy hand bestows, Thou Giver of all good, Not heav'n itself a richer knows Than my Redeemer's blood. 2 Faith, too,— th' appropriating grace, From the same hand we gain ; Else, sweetly as it suits our case, That gift had been in vain. 3 We praise thee, and would praise thee more: To thee our all we owe: — The precious Saviour, — and the pow'r That makes him precious too. 123. CM. Cowper. The Fountain Opened. Zech. xiii. 1. 1 John i. 7. Rev. i. 5. vii. 14. THERE is a fountain, fill'd with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoie'd to see That fountain, in his day ; And there 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 ransom'd church of God Be sav'd, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 And when this lisping, stamm'riug tongue Lies silent in the grave ; Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy pow'r to save. 124, 148th. DODDRIDGI Fruitful Showers, Emblems of the salutary Effects of the Gospel. Is. lv. 10, 11. MARK the soft-falling snow, And the diffusive rain : To heav'n, from whence it fell, It turns not back again; But waters earth through ev'ry pore, And calls forth all its secret store. 2 Array \1 in living green, The hills and valleys shine ; And man and beast is fed By Providence divine: The harvest bows its golden ears, — The copious seed of future yean. 3 " So, (saith the God of grace,) My gospel shall descend ; Almighty to effect The purpose I intend : Millions of souls shall feel its pow'r, And bear it down to millions more." RELIGION. The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. 125. A. A, Watts. Hope. Rom. xv. 4. 1 Cor. xv. 19. Tit. i. 2. THERE is a thought, can lift the soul Above the narrow sphere that bounds it, — A star, that sheds its mild control Brightest, when grief's dark cloud sur- rounds it; And pours a soft, pervading ray, Life's ills can never chase away. 2 When earthly joys have left the breast, And ev'n the last fond hope it chei ish'd Of mortal bliss — too like the rest — Beneath woe's with'ring touch has perish'd, With fadeless lustre streams that light — A halo on the brow of night. 3 And bitter were our sojourn here, In this dark wilderness of sorrow, . Did not that rainbow beam appear, — The herald of a brighter morrow, — A friendly beacon from on high, To guide us to Eternity. 126. S. M. BOWRING. In hope of eternal life ; which God, that cannot lie, promised before the world began. Tit. 2. Rom. xv. 4. 1 Cor. xv. 19. HOW dark— how desolate Would many a moment be, Could we not spring on Hope's bright wing, O Lord ! to heav'n and thee ! 2 The cheering morn will dawn, When ev'ning shades are o'er, Whose smiling ray shall wake a day, That night shall cloud no more. 3 Blest hope ! — and sure as blest ! Life's shades of misery Shall soon be past, — and joy, at last, Waft us to heav'n and thee. E2 ±Z ( * D. L. M. From Bowrikb. The hope of the righteous shall be gladness. Pr. x. 23. Rom. xii. 12. 1 Cor. xv. 19. IF all our hopes, and all our fears, Were prisou'd in life's narrow bound ; — If, trav'llers through this vale of tears, We saw no better world beyond ; — Oh ! what could check the rising sigh, When nothing earthly could relieve ? Oh ! who could venture then to die? Oh ! who could then endure to live f 2 And such were life, without the ray From Hope's delightful prospects giv'n : 'Tis this that makes our darkness clay : 'Tis this that makes our earth a heav'n : Bright is the golden sun above, And beautiful the flow'rs that bloom, — And all is joy, and all is love, Reflected from a world to come ! 12b. c. M. Steele. Pardoning Love. Jer. iii. 12. 22. Hos. xiv. 1. 4. Mic. vii. 18, 19. HOW oft, alas ! this treach'rons heart Has wander'd from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word .' 2 Yet Sov'reign Mercy calls, Return ! Dear Lord, — and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn : Oh ! take the wand'rer home. 3 And canst thou — wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove ? And shall a pardon'd rebel live To speak thy wondrous love ? 4 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore : Oh ! keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. 129- C. M. Scott. Mercy and Truth met together. Ps. lxxxv. 10. John i. 17. Rom. iii. 25, 26. WHEN first the God of boundless grace Disclos'd his kind design, To rescue our apostate race From misery, shame, and sin ; — RELIGION. The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Jiel igwn. Quick, thro' the realms of light and bliss, The joyful tidings ran ; Each heart exulted at the news, That God would dwell with man. 3 Yet, 'midst their joys, they paus'd awhile, Anl ask'd, with strange surprise, — " But how can injur'd Justice smile, Or look with pitying eyes? 4 Will the Almighty deign again To visit yonder world ; And hither bring rebellious men, Whence angels once were hurl'd 1 5 Their tears, and groans, and deep distress, Aloud for mercy call ; But, oh ! must truth and righteousness To mercy, victims fall?" 6 So spake the friends of God and man, Delighted, yet surpris'd ; Eager to know the wondrous plan That Wisdom had devis'd. 7 The Son of God, attentive, heard, And quickly thus replied : — " In me let Mercy be rever'd, And Justice satisfied. S Behold ! my vital blood I pour, A sacrifice to God ; Let injur'd Justice now no more Demand the sinner's blood." 9 He spake, — and heav'n's high arches ring; Praise ev'ry tongue employs; — He died, — th' admiring angels sing, Nor cease their rapt'rous joys. 130. Col. i. 14. C. M. Steele. Redeeming 3fercy. Rom. iii. 24, 25. Eph. John x. 11. THE weary traveller, lost in night, Breathes many a longing sigh ; And marks the welcome dawn of light, With rapture in his eye. 2 Thus sweet the dawn of heav'nly day, Lust, weary sinners find ; When mercy, with reviving ray, Beams o'er the fainting mind. To slaves oppress'd with cruel chains, How kind, how dear the friend, Whose gen'rous hand relieves their pains, And bids their sorrows end ! 4 Thus kind, thus dear, that Friend Divine, Who ransoms captive souls ; Unbinds the cruel chains of sin, And all its pow'r controls. 5 Jesus ! to thy celestial light, My dawn of hope I owe ; Once wand'ring in the shades of night, And lost in helpless woe. 6 Thy gracious hand redeem'd the slave, And set the pris'ner free : Be all I am, and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee. 7 Here at thy feet I wait thy will, And live upon thy word : Oh ! give me warmer love and zeal, To serve my dearest Lord. 131 L. M. Watts. The Wonders of Redemption. Phil. . 8, 9. Col. i. 20. ii. 14, 15. Heb. ii. 14, 15. BEGIN, my soul, the heav'nly song, — A burden for an angel's tongue: When Gabriel sounds these awful things, He tunes and summons all his strings. 2 Proclaim inimitable love ! — Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, Puts off the beams of bright array, And veils the God in mortal clay ! 3 He that distributes crowns and thrones, Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans ! The Prince of Life resigns his breath ! The King of glory bows in death .' 4 But see the wonders of his pow'r, — He triumphs in the dying hour! And while by Satan's rage he fell, He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 5 Thus were the hosts of death subdued, And peace proclaim'd thro' Jesus' blood : Now, Lord of all, he reigne above, And conquers tinners by bis love. RELIGION. The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Religion. Who shall fulfil this boundless song! The theme surmounts an angel's tongue How low, how vain are mortal airs, When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs! 132. 8,7. 8.7. 4.7. F. It is finished. John xix. SO . 28 xvii. 4. Rom. Heb. ix. 86- -28. x. 10. 12. 14 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 finish'd!" Hear the dying Saviour cry ! 2 It is finish'd ! — oh, what pleasure Do these charming words afford ! Heav'nly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord ! It is finish'd ! Saints, the dying words record! — ■ 3 Finish'd — all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law : Finish'd — all that God had promis'd : Death and hell no more shall awe : It is finish'd ! Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, — Join to sing the pleasing theme : All in earth and heav'n uniting, Join to praise Immanuel's name : Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 133. L. M. S. Stennett. The Triumphs of the Cross. Gal. vi. 14. NO more, dear Saviour, will I boast Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause; The world has all its glories lost, Amid the triumphs of thy cross. 2 In ev'ry feature of thy face, Beauty her fairest charms displays ; Truth, wisdom, majesty, and graee, Shine thence in sweetly-mingling rays. 3 Thy wealth the pow'r of thought transcends ; 'Tis vast, immense, and all divine : Thine empire, Lord, o'er worlds extends ; The sun, the moon, the stars are thine. 4 Yet— (oh, how marvellous the sight!) I see thee on a cross expire ! Thy godhead veil'd in sable night! And angels from the scene retire ! 5 But why from Calvary retreat s Why with your wings your faces hide ? He ne'er appeal 'd so good, so great, As when he bow'd his head and died. 6 Those triumphs of stupendous grace Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart: Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, Nor would I ever thence depart. 134. C. M. Watts. Salvation : or, God glorious and Sinners saved. Is. xliv. 23. Rom. i. 16. Heb. ii. 10. Luke v.8- . 14. -11. FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known thro' the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r, Their motions speak thy skill; And on the wings of ev'ry hour We read thy patience still. 3 Part of thy name divinely stands On all thy creatures writ ; They show the labor of thy hands, Or impress of thy feet. 4 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divines! forms ; — 5 Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe: We love, and we adore : The first archangel never saw So much of God before, RELIGION The Doctrines and Blessings of the Christian Heliyion. Here the whole Deity is known; Nor dans a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone — The ju.-tice or the grace. 7 When sinners break the Father's laws, The dying Son atones: Oh, the dear lnyst'ries of his cross! The triumph of his groans! 8 Now, the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heav'nly plains; Archangels learn Iimnanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 9 Oh, may I bear some humble part In that immortal song! A\ onder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 135, S. M. Doddridge. Salvation by Grace. Eph. ii. 5. 8. 2 Tim. i. 9. Tit. iii. GRACE! 'tis a charming sound ! Harmonious to the ear! Heav'n with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contriv'd a way, To save rebellious man; And all its steps, that yruce display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my roving feet To tread the heav'nly road : And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days: It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. ' 136. C. M. Evan. Mag. Till thou appear, the wounded soul, In agonizing pain, The way of peace intensely seeks, But finds her etloits vain. 3 Philosophy and moral sense, Willi high, officious pride, Condnrt to labyrinths of woe \\ horn they presume to guide. 4 Jesus! thy word, with friendly aid, Restores our wand'ring feet; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. 5 Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad, In all their radiant blaze; And bid th' admiring world adore The glories of thy grace. 6 The banner of thy cross display — (Dear signal of thy love !)— Till ev'ry tongue confess thy sway, And ev'ry heart approve. Sacred Truth. Ps. xliii. 3. John i. 17. viii. 32. HAIL, Sacred Truth! whose piercing raj s Dispel the shades of night ; Diffusing o'er the mental world, The healing beams of light. 137 L. M. Doddridge. The IVattrs of the Sanctuary. Ez. xlvii. 1—1-2. Rev. xxii. 1, 2. GREAT Source of being and of love ! Thou wat'iest all the worlds above ; And all the joys which mortals know, From thine exhanstless fountain flow. 2 A sacred spring, at thy command, From Sion's mount, in Canaan's land, Beside thy temple cleaves the ground, And pours its limpid stream around. This gentle stream, with sudden force, Swells to a river in its coarse ; Through desert realms its windings play. And scatter blessings all the way. 4 Close by it.- banks, in order fair, The blooming trees of life appear; Their blossoms fragrant odors give, And on their fruit the nations live. 5 Flow, wondrous stream! with glory crown'd, Flow on to eai th's remotest bound ; And bear OS, on thy gentle wave, To him who all thy virtues gave. RELIGION. Family Religion. 138. From Rev. T. Grinfield. The Marriage Union. Gen. ii. 18. WHAT are all the charms of earth, All its pride, its treasure worth, No companion at our side, Thoughts and feelings to divide ! Friends divide the weight of trouble, Make the sweetest pleasures double: Parted floods more calmly flow, Parted flames more brightly glow. 2 In the nuptial tie, we find Love the loveliest in its kind ; Two in one united whole, One in body, one in soul : Virtuous and delightful feeling, — Joy promoting, sorrow healing; While the love of joys above, Heightens all the joys of love! 3 Ev'ry earthly joy excels, Where the Saviour's spirit dwells : Heav'n is shadow'd in his word, As the bridal of the Lord : 'Tis the Saviour's sweet communion Sweetens nature's tend'rest union : 'Tis the Saviour's dying love Fits us for the joys above. l^y» 8.7. 8.7. Steele. Address to an Infant. CAN I bid thee, little stranger, Welcome to a world of care 1 Where attends thee many a danger, Where awaits thee many a snare 1 2 Hence away, ye dark surmises, Hope presents a fairer scene ; Many a blooming pleasure rises, Many a sunbeam shines serene. 3 Oh, may Providence defend thee ! Circled in his guardian arms, Dangers shall in vain attend thee, — Safe amid surrounding harms. j Shall I wish the world caressing ? Wish thee pleasure, grandeur, wealth ? No— but many a nobler blessing- Wisdom, virtue, friendship, health. 5 May'st thou know the gracious Donor ; Early know, and love, and praise ! Then shall real wealth and honor, Peace and pleasure, crown thy days. 140. CM. S. Stennett. Jesus blessing little Children. Mark x. 16. JESUS, I see a thousand charms Spread o'er thy lovely face, While children in thy tender armi Receive the smiling grace. 2 " I take these little lambs, (said he,) And lay them in my breast : Protection they shall find in me, — In me be ever blest. 3 Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, And mould with heav'nly skill ; I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, And hands to do my will." 4 His words the happy parents hear, And shout, with joys divine — " Dear Saviour, all we have and are Shall be for ever thine." 141. L. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. LET others bow at fashion's shrine, And thro' the maze of pleasure roam ; The calmer joys of life be mine, — My cheerful hearth, my quiet home ! 2 The brightest cheek that ever bloom'd, Is turn'd, by dissipation, pale : The heart's best feelings are entomb'd In scenes where guilty joys prevail. 3 Let others shine in gay attire, And range through fashion's giddy round; Give me the calm, domestic fire, Where peace and holy joys abound! RELIGION. Family Religion. 142. Barton. Home. WHERE burns the fire-side brightest, Cheering the social breast ? Where beats the fond heart lightest, Its humble hopes possess'd ? Where is the hour of sadness With meek-eyed patience borne ? Worth more than those of gladness, Which mirth's gay cheeks adorn ! Pleasure is mark'd by fleetness, To those who ever roam ; While grief itself has sweetness, At home — sweet home ! 2 There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief, — The silver links that lengthen Joy's visits, when most brief: There, eyes, in all their splendor, Are vocal to the heart ; And glances, bright and tender, Fresh eloquence impart : Then, dost thou sigh for pleasure 1 Oh ! do not widely roam ; But seek that hidden treasure At home — sweet home ! 3 Does pure Religion charm thee Far more than ought below ? Wouldst thou that she should arm thee Against the hour of woe 1 Her dwelling is not only In temples built for prayer ; For home itself is lonely, Unless her smiles be there : Wherever we may wander, 'Tis all in vain we roam, If worshipless her altar At home — sweet home ! 143. From Montgomery. Domestic Duties and Enjoyments. Gen. xviii. 19. ONWARD — heav'nward let us press, Through the path of duty ; Virtue is true happiness, — Excellence, true beauty. Minds are of celestial birth ; Let us make a heav'n on earth. 2 Sweetest bonds of friendship, here, Bind our hearts together ; Where our fire-side comforts cheer, In the wildest weather : Oh! they wander wide, who roam, Fur the joys of life, from home ! 3 Bonds of everlasting love Draw our souls in union, To our Father's house above, To the saints' communion : Thither may our hopes ascend ; There may all our labors end. 144. 8 .s.7. s.8.7. Knox. Family Harmony. Ps. cxxxiii. OH! sweet as vernal dews that fill The closing buds on Zion's hill, When ev'ning clouds draw thither, — So sweet, so heav'nly 'tis, to see The members of one family Live peacefully together. 2 The children, like the lily flow'rs, On which descend the suns and show'rs, Their hues of beauty blending; — The parents, like the willow boughs, On which the lovely foliage grows, Their friendly shade extending. 3 But leaves the greenest will decay, — And flow'rs the brightest fade away, When autumn winds are sweeping; And be the household e'er so fair, The hand of death will soon be there, And turn the scene to weeping. Yet leaves again will clothe the trees, And lilies wave beneath the breeze, When spring comes smiling hither ; And friends who parted at the tomb, May yet renew their loveliest bloom, And meet in heav'n together. RELIGION. Family Religion. 145. C. M. Watts. The Danger of Inordinate Earthly Affections. Matt. x. 37. Luke xiv. 26. WHERE'ER my flutt'ring passions rove, I find a lurking snare : 'Tis dang'rous to indulge our love Beneath th' Eternal Fair. 2 Souls -whom the tie of friendship binds, And partners of our blood, Seize a large portion of our minds, And leave the less for God. 3 Nature has soft, but pow'rful bands, And reason she controls ; While children, with their little hands, Cling closely to our souls. 4 Thoughtless, they act th' old serpent's part : What tempting things they be ! Lord, how they twine about the heart, And draw it off from thee ! 5 Our hasty wills rush blindly on, Where rising passion rolls ; And thus we make our fetters strong, And bind our captive souls. 6 Dear Saviour ! break these fetters off, And set our spirits free ; Thou in thyself art bliss enough, For we have all in thee. 146. C. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. A Mother's Retrospect. LANGUAGE is weak, to paint the joy The youthful mother knows, When first she clasps her blooming boy, Or lulls him to repose. 2 What golden visions then will fill That scheming world — her breast ; As o'er his cradle-bed she leans, To watch his rosy rest ! 3 Long, smiling years, in bright array, Glide swiftly through her mind ; That all life's sunny hours display, — Bat leave its storms behind. But when pale sickness dims his eye, And veils that orb of light ; Oh ! then she feels — acutely feels- Hope's chill and with'ring blight. 5 She sees, beneath the touch of pain, Each earth-born prospect flies ; And learns hope's visions to restrain, Or fix them in the skies. 147. 8.6. 8.6. 8.8. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. Parental Reflections, by the Death-bed of a Pious Youth. AND thou must die — my darling boy I see the fatal shade, That o'er thy blooming cheek of joy The hand of death has laid ; And soon th' appointed hour must come, To bear thy ransom'd spirit home ! 2 I lov'd to gaze upon thy face, And mark thine open brow ; Where care as yet had stamp'd no trace To picture human woe ; Where all was peaceful, all was fair, — Like the calm smile that rested there ! Must I no more behold that smile, Nor feel thy hand entwine, In fond, endearing love, awhile, Its gentle clasp in mine ? Or see thine ardent spirit glow With joys that only youth can know ? Ah ! I shall miss thee in my train, When spring's first flow'rets bloom ; When summer clothes the verdant plain, Or autumn breathes perfume ; And by the winter fire, will be An empty space, once fill'd by thee ! But these are selfish thoughts- — that wrong A Christian parent's love ; Yain thoughts, that suit the worldly throng, Who never look above [sphere, Earth's bounded scene — earth's narrow- But centre all their treasures here. RELIGION. Family Religion. Let me not mourn that thou wilt be A tenant of the sky ; — Escap'd from life's tumultuous sea, And frail mortality : When storms arise, and tempests blow, No adverse gale thy bark shall know. 7 Let me rejoice to think, that thou Hast early join'd the blest; Before thy youthful heart could know Ought to disturb its rest; — Before earth's chilling storms had giv'n A blight to fruit prepar'd for heav'n. 148. 8.7. 8.7. Cecil. A Dying Child's Address to its Mother. CEASE here longer to detain me, Fondest mother, drown'd in woe : Now thy kind caresses pain me, — Morn advances — let me go ! 2 See yon orient streak appearing ! Harbinger of endless day ; Hark ! a voice, the darkness cheering, Calls my new-born soul away ! 3 Lately launch'd, a trembling stranger, On the world's wide, boist'rous flood ; Pierc'd with sorrows., toss'd with danger, Gladly I return to God. 4 Now my cries shall cease to grieve thee, Now my trembling heart shall rest ; Kinder arras than thine receive me, — Softer pillow than thy breast. 5 Weep not o'er these eyes that languish, Upward turning to their home ; They will soon forget all anguish, While I wait to see thee come. 6 There, my mother, pleasures centre : Weeping, parting, care, or woe, Ne'er our Father's house shall enter — Morn advances !— let me go! 7 Through this calm, this holy dawning, Softly glides my parting breath, To an everlasting morning :— Gently close my eyes in death. Though to leave thee sorrowing, grieve me, Yet again the voice I hear! — See ! the op'ning heav'ns receive me! Rise— and seek to meet me there ! 149. T.C.M. AlaricA.Watts. Address to a Parent, on the Death of a Child. LOOK up, look up, and weep not s Thy darling is not dead ; His sinless soul has enter'd now Yon sky's empurpled bed : His spirit drinks new life and light, 'Mid bow'rs of endless bloom ; It is but perishable stuff That moulders in the tomb: Then hush, oh! hush the swelling sigh, And dry the falling tear ! Look upward, to the bliss of heav'n, And joy that he is there. Already he has gain'd the goal, And tasted of the bliss, — The peace that God's eternal love Prepares for souls like his : He hovers round the throne of thrones On light and airy wings ; Attending with unmingled joy Upon the King of kings ! Then calm thy sorrow-stricken heart, And smile away despair: Think of the home thy child has won, And joy that he is there ! When summer ev'ning's golden hues Are burning in the sky ; And odorous gales, from balmy bow'rs. Are breathing softly by ; — When earth is bright with sunset-beam?, And flo'w'rs are blushing near; And grief, all chasten'd and subdued, Is gathering to a tear ; — How sweet 'twill be, at such an hour. And 'raid a sceue so fair, To lift thy tearful eyes to heav'n, And think that he is there ! RELIGION. Family Religion. 150. 10S. PvOWE. The Resignation. Job i. 21. Ps. lxxiii. 25. 9rTlIS done ! the darling idol I resign, J_ Unfit to share a heart so justly thine : I see the hand — I worship and adore; And justify the great Disposing Pow'r. 2 Whate'er the restless mind of man desires, Whate'er an angel's loftier thought admires, — In thee 'tis found in its sublimest height, Thou First Great Spring of beauty and delight ! 3 Ye gay varieties of earth, adieu ! However soft and pleasing to the view : Ye sparkling skies ! your blandishments are vain Nor can created good my soul detain. 4 Oh ! come, ye sacred gusts, ye pure delights, Ye heav'uly sounds, ye intellectual sights, Ye gales of Paradise that lull to rest, And fill with silent calm my peaceful breast- 5 Tis done at last — with ev'ry joy I part, — To live to thee, to give thee all my heart : It triumphs in the change — it fixes here, Nor needs another separation fear. 6 No scenes to come, no change of time or place, Shall e'er thine image from my soul efface ; Nor all the pow'rs below, nor pow'rs above, Nor life, nor death, shall part me from thy love. GOOD AND EVIL. Sources of Suffering and Sorrow. lOl. S.7. 8.7. D. COLLYEK. The Frown of Jesus. Ps. xxx. 7. WHEN the wintry storm, o'ershading, Veils the brightness of the sky ; Nature's beauteous flow'rets, fading, Hang their drooping heads and die ;— So my choicest comforts languish, Like a lily overblown ; And my heart is fill'd with anguish, When I see my Saviour frown. Nipping frosts, the wave congealing, Bind the gently-flowing stream, Where, across the meadow stealing, Lately fled the sultry beam : But the stream of life more slowly Creeps along, with lingering pace, If the frown of Jesus wholly Hide the beauties of his face. 3 Oft, in summer, pealing thunder Threatens, as it gathers near ; Lightnings cleave the cloud asunder, Filling guilty man w ith fear : But no sky by tempests shrouded, Half so desolate can be, As this dreary bosom clouded, Jesus ! by a frown from thee. GOOD AND EVIL. Sources of Suffering and Sorrow. Sad is death to shrinking nature Sad, the last, the parting sigh ; Sad, the pale, distorted feature ; Sad, the slowly-closing eye : 152. Summer's storms, and winter's horrors, Death's sad tear, and long-drawn groan, All are bitter — but more sorrows, Jesus! gather in thy frown. 8. 9. 11. 8. Cunningham. Backsliding. Matt. xxiv. 12. Rev. ii. 4, 5. IS this the same heart which I knew, So awake to the tidings from heav'n ? The branch of the morn, which so loftily grew, Has shed its fair blossoms at ev'n ! O Lord ! when I'm tempted to rove, — When I'm tempted thy name to disown ; Aronnd my frail heart throw the cord of thy love, And fix me, and make me thine own. 153. L. M. Mrs. C. B. Wilson. Despondency. Job vi. 11. xiii. 26—28. xvii. 15. NO idle passion fills my breast, The phantom of youth's thoughtless day ; The grief that robs my soul of rest, No time — no art can steal away .' 2 It haunts me through each varied scene, It shades the present and the past : Light griefs may fade; but fresh and green My sorrow all through life will last ! 3 It is a deep and silent wound, That knows no rest, — that finds no cure ; Like streams that wander underground, Unseen it flows, and must endure ! 4 Talk not to hearts like mine, of peace, Nor say that joy will soon return : Who can bid Memory's scorpions cease, Or heal the hopeless wound I mourn? 5 Memory — sad memory — still will bloom On soils whence other plants have flown ; As cypress blossoms on the tomb, In mournful majesty, alone-' Yes, — now, life's fairest scenes most be- A weary waste of tedious hours ; A gloomy, cheerless blank to me, Where thorns usurp the place of flow'rs 7 The past, — it now might almost seem The phantom of a feverish brain, — But that, to prove 'twas not a dream, Its image and my griefs remain ! 8 The future,— 'tis a cheerless gloom, That has no ray of hope fpr me, — Save what is veil'd beyond the tomb And shrouded in eternity ! 154. 8.7. 8.7. Byron. T The Venom of Sin. Ps. lviii. 4. Prov. xvfii. 32. HE serpent of the field, by art Is tam'd, and won from harming ; But that which coils aronnd the heart — Oh ! who hath pow'r of charming ? 2 It will not list to wisdom's lore, Nor music's voice can lure it ; But there it >tincs, for evermore, The soul that must endure it ! GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. 155. C. If. S. Stennett. 11 ho trill shoic us any good ? Pa. iv. 6. Eccl. vi. 11, 12. IN vain the giddy world inquires, Forgetful of their God, 41 Who will supply our vast desires, Or show us any good?" 2 Through the wide circuit of the earth Their eager wishes rove, In chase of honor, wealth, and mirth, The phantoms of their love. 3 But oft these shadowy joys elude Their most intense pursuit ; Or, if they seize the fancied good, There'3 poison in the fruit. 4 Lord, from this world withdraw my love ; Set my affections right ; Bid me aspire to joys above, And walk no more by sight. 156. C. M. Steele. The Pleasures of the World transitory and unsatisfying. Job xxx. 15. IN vain the world's alluring charms Our fond pursuits invite ; Pleasure still mocks th' extended arms, — False shadow of delight J 2 Unsatisfied and tired, at last We must resign our breath, life's empty cares and follies past, And ev'ning close in death. 3 Thus children, weary of their play, With fretfulness oppress'd, Throw ali their little toys away, And gently sink to rest. 4 Happy the mind by heav'n inspired To scorn earth's empty toys ; And, with divine ambition fired, Pursue sublimer joys. 5 Then, when the cares of life are o'er, The parting soul shall rise ; And scenes of happiness explore, Immortal, in the skies. 157» CM. Gospel Mag. The Insufficiency of all created Good to satisfy the Soul. Ps. iv. Eccl. vi. 11, 12. HIGH-BORN, immortal is the soul Not the creation yields An equal, a sufficient bliss, In all its ample fields. 2 Let honor deck the brow with crowns, Or gild it with her rays ; Unsatisfied the mind remains, And sighs amid the blaze. 3 Let gold, in mountains of Peru, Or India's wealth, be ours ; Our souls in wretchedness would groan, And starve amid their stores. 4 Father of spirits ! in thy love Spirits alone are blest ; Thy presence makes eternal day, And gives eternal rest. 158. All is vanity. Eccl. i. 2. 14. xiL 8. OH ! what can be more frail, Than all this world can grant r.« Why should its pow'r avail So often to enchant us? 2 In vain the chase, when won, Declares our hopes defeated ; Lured by fresh objects on, We cherish what has cheated .' 3 If rapture's brightest hour Be soon by sorrow shaded ; If pleasure's fairest flow'r Scarce bloom before 'tis faded; — 4 If wealth, with all its toys, Shrink at death's stern ordeal ; If Fancy's boasted joys, Be, like herself, unreal ; — 5 What can this world bestow. That should enchain us to it ; Or compensate the woe All feel, who journey through it? GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. -LOy. s.9. 8.9. Knox. All is vanity. Ecci. i. 2. 14. xii. 8. Ps. xvi. 11. 'TB^IS vain, with eager heart to grasp JL At earthly joy, or earthly treasure ; For time shall still thy hand unclasp, And dash away thy cup of pleasure. 2 Honor is vain — the voice of fame Is changeful as the changeful breezes ; Now, fans thy glowing heart to flame, And now, thy stream of comfort freezes. 3 And wealth is vain — the ev'ning gale Oft strips the bough that bloom'd at morning ; As quickly may thy riches fail, With 1 all the pomp of wealth's adorning. 4 And love is vain — for she, so fair, So full of joy, so free from sorrow, So fond, so sweet — thy bliss, thy care — May leave thee for the grave, to-morrow. 5 Yet, while, through each deceitful dream, Time bears thee, like a rapid river, Religion's beauteous prospects beam With pleasures that endure for ever. 160. S. 6. 8.8. 8. From the German, by Bowrinc. All is vanity. Eccl. i. 2. Job xiv. 2. Prov. xxxi. 30. OH, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting Is our earthly being ! 'Tis a mist in wintry weather, Gather'd in an hour together, And as soon dispers'd for ever. 2 Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting Are the world's enjoyments ! All the hues of change they borrow, Bright to-day, and dark to-niorrow — Ever mingling joy and sorrow ! Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting Is all earthly beauty ! Like a summer's flow'ret flowing, Scatter'd by the breezes blowing O'er the bed on which 'twas growing. Oh, how cheating ! oh, how fleeting Ev'ry thing that's earthly ! All below is fading — flying — Man is mortal— earth is dying : Christian ! live, on Heav'n relying. lOl. L.M. Mrs.CB.Wii.ion. When I looked for good, then evil came unto me : and when I waited for light, there came darkness. Job xxx. 26. xvii. 12. Eccl. xi. 9. THERE is an hour that all must feel, A pang that ev'ry heart most know, — A wound all study to conceal, That thro' life's lingering years must flow. 'Tis when the magic veil's remov'd; And, gazing round with startled eye, We see the world, once so much lov'd, Appear in stern reality : — Stript of the dazzling hues that youth, Love, fancy, hope, had o'er it thrown: And, by the clear, cold light of truth, In all its real mis'ry shown ! When ev'ry joy young bosoms prize, Tint after tint dissolves away ; As sun-beams in the western skies. That vanish with departing day ;— Then falls a blight upon the heart, • When thus it finds its hopes were vain : Like the cruah'd flow'r — no time, no art (.'an ever make it bloom again ! GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. 162. T. Moore. Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful ; and the end of that mirth is heaviness. Prov. xiv. 13. Esth. v. 13. AS a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow, While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below ; So the cheek may be ting'd with a warm, sunny smile, Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while. 2 One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes ; To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm, and affliction no sting! — Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay, Like a dead, leafless branch, in the summer's bright ray ; The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain, — It may smile in his light, but it blooms not again ! 163. 6. 8.8.6. T. Moore. Every thing Earthly transitory and delusive. I Cor. vii. Pet. i. 24. 1 John ii. 17. THIS world is all a fleeting show, A vain illusion giv'n : The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow — There's nothing true but heav'n ! 2 Poor wand'rers of a stormy day, From wave to wave we 're driv'n ; And fancy's flash, and reason's ray, Serve but to light the troubled way— There's nothing calm but heav'n!. 3 And false the light on glory's plume, As fading hues of ev'n ; And love, and hope, and beauty's bloom, Are blossoms gather'd for the tomb — There's nothing bright but heav'n ! 164 8.6. Anonymous. Heavenly Joys on Earth. Rom. xiv. 17. OH ! say no more, There's nought but heav'n That's calm, and bright, and true ; F2 Say not our only portion's care, — That man is ever doom'd to wear The cypress wreath of woe. 2 Are there not pleasures of the soul To feeble mortals giv'n? Feelings so pregnant with delight, — A joy so pure, so calm, so bright, So near allied to heav'n — 3 That the rapt spirit has forgot Its tenement of clay ; And fondly wish'd its conflict o'er, To gain the tranquil, happy shore Of never-ending day? 4 Oh ! say no more, There's nothing true But the bright scenes of heav'n : There's truth in mercy's cheering page ; Directing youth, consoling age, Declaring sin forgiv'n. 5 Oh ! say no more, There's nought but heav'n That's calm, or true, or bright : Bright are the beams the Saviour sheds, — The radiance that the gospel spreads, Amid this realm of night. 6 Though loud the blast, though dark the day, We oft have peace at ev'n : And if we here have such delight, A bliss so sacred, and so bright, How calm — how bright is lieav'n .' GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. 165. BOWRING. Lord, to whom shall u-e go? thou hast the words of eternal life. John vi. 6S. WHITHER— whither shall we go? Lord, the word of life is thine ! Nothing of our way we know, If thy light refuse to shine : We are wand'rers lost and lone, If thy hand refuse to guide ; Toiling on our path, forlorn, Up life's dreary mountain's side. 2 But, with thee to lead us on — Light above, and peace below — We no longer lost and lone Up life's dreary mountain go: — Verdure decks the springing ground, Nature smiles in joy and love : Sweetest pleasures here abound — Heav'n and glory wait above ! 166. L. M. Steele. Lord, to whom shall we go ? thou hast the words of eternal life. John vi. 68. * THOl only Sov'reign 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 wand'rer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford ? Eternal life thy words impart ; On these my fainting spirit lives : Here, sweeter comforts cheer my heart • Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine, While thou art near in vain they call; One smile, one blissful smile of thine, My dearest Lord ! outweighs them all. 5 Thy name my inmost pow'rs adore ; Thon art my life, my joy, my care : D< part from thee ? — 'tis death, — 'tis more! 'lis endl«SS ruin — deep despair.' Low at thy feet my soul would lie : Here safety dwells, and peace divine Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life— eternal life is thine. 167 C. M. Steele. Refuge and Strength in the Mercy of God. Ps. ix. 9. xxxvii. 39, 40. xlvi. 1. Nah. i. 7. DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'Tis here I find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise. 2 'Tis here my faith resolves to dwell ; Nor shall I be afraid Of all the pow'rs of earth or hell. If thou vouchsafe thine aid. 3 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my God, art near; Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish ev'ry fear. 4 My great Protector, and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart ; Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart 5 Oh ! never let my soul remove From this divine retreat; Still let me trust thy pow'r and love, And dwtll beneath thy feet. 168. CM. Steele. God the only Refuge of the troubled Mind. Ps. ix. 9. xxvii. S. 1. 15. DEAR Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, — On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 While hope revives tho' press'd with fears, And I can say, " My God ;" Beneath thy feet I spread my cares. And pour m\ woes abroad. 3 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For ev'ry pain I feel. GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. But oh ! when gloomy doubt* prevail, I fear to call thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 5 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee 1 Thou art my only trust : And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 6 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? And shall I seek in vain I And can the ear of sov'reign grace Be deaf when I complain? 7 No — still the ear of sov'reign grace Attends the mourner's prayer : Oh, may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there ! 3 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; Here let my soul retreat ; With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. 169- CM. T. Moore. God the God of all Comfort. 2 Cor. i. 3, 4. Is. li. 12. Ps. ix. 9. xxvii. 10. 2 Thes. ii. 16, 17. OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceiv'd and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flo« n ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal the wounded heart; Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And ev'n the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! — 5 Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, One peace-branch from above .' Then, sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by dav. 170. L. M. God an unfailing Source of Consolation amid Scenes of the deepest Distress. Hab. iii. 17, IS. SHOULD famine o'er the mourning field Extend its desolating reign ; Nor Spring her blooming beauties yield, Nor Autumn swell the golden grain r — 2 Should lowing herds, and bleating sheep, Around their famish'd shepherd die ; And hope itself despairing weep, While life deplores its last supply r— 3 Amid the dark, the dismal scene, If I can say, "The Lord is mine ;" The joy shall triumph o'er the pain, And glory dawn, though life decline. 4 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, Though ev'ry earthly comfort die ; Thy smile can bid my pains depart, And raise my sacred pleasures high. 5 Oh ! let me hear thy blissful voice, Inspiring life and joys divine : The barren desart shall rejoice— 'Tis Paradise if thou art mine ! -W-l-' 3.7. 8.7. Montgomery, The Joy of Grief . SWEET the honr of tribulation, When the heart can freely sigh ; And the tear of resignation Twinkles in the mournful eve. 2 Have you felt a kind emotion Tremble through your troubled breast, Soft as ev'ning o'er the ocean, When she charms the waves to rest? 3 Have you lost a friend— a brother? Heard a father's parting breath ? Gazed upon a lifeless mother Till she seem'd to wake from death ?— GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. O'er the yielding brow of sadness, One faint smile of comfort stole ; One soft pang of tender gladness Exquisitely thrill'd your soul. 5 While the wounds of woe are healing, While the heart is all resigned, 'Tis the solemn feast of feeling, 'lis the sabbath of the mind. 6 Pensive memory then retraces Scenes of bliss for ever fled ; Lives in former times and places; Holds communion with the dead. 7 You have seen a friend — a brother ; Heard a dear dead father speak ; Prov'd the fondness of a mother ; Felt her tears upon your cheek ! 8 Then, to heav'n your wishes bending, Rose in extacy sublime ; Thither all your hopes ascending, Triumph'd over death and time. 172 Bartox. Affliction yields the peaceable Fruits of Righteousness. Heb. xii. 11. THE peaceful fruits of righteousness, A prize beyond expression ! Have far more pow'r the heart to bless Than earth's most proud possession. 2 What though, amid life's lovely bloom, Our path be darkly shaded By sorrow's clouds, beneath whose gloom Some brighter tints have faded : — 3 Still may we trust in Hm whose love Can turn each pain to pleasure ; Then ev'n the darkest clouds shall prove Replete with richest treasure. 4 The rose, which in the sun's bright rays Might soon have droop'd and perish'd, With grateful scent the show'r repays, By which its life is cherish'd. 5 And thus have ev'n the young in years Found flow'rs within— that flourish, And yield that fragrance, fed by tears, Joy's sunshiue could not nourish. 173 C. M. Addisox. Safety in God. Ps. cvii. 4—8. 23—31. HOW are thy servants blest, Lord, How sure is their defence .' Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 Thy mercy sweetens ev'ry soil, Makes ev'ry region please ; The hoary, frozen hills it warms, And smooths the boist'rous seas. 4 When, by the dreadful tempest, borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 5 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will ; The sea that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 6 In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 174. L. M. Raffles. Broken Cisterns, and the Fountain of Living Water. Jer. ii. 13. x\ii. 13. John iv. 14. THIS world, that we so highly prize, And seek so eagerly its smile — What is it ?— vanity and lies — A broken cistern all the while. 2 Pleasure — with her delightful song, That charms, th' unwary to beguile— What is it?— the deceiver's tongue— A broken cistern all the while. 3 And earthly friendships, fair and gay, That promise much, with artful wile— What are they t — only treachery—. A broken cistern all the while. GOOD AND EVIL. False and True SoiCcet of Blessedness. Riches, that so absorb the mind In anxious care, and ceaseless toil — What are they ?— faithless as the wind — A broken cistern all the while. 5 Yes— all are broken cisterns, Lord ! To those that wander far from thee : The living stream is in thy word, Thoa Fount of ImmortalityI 175- CM. Steele. FalM and True Pleasure. HOW vain a thought ia bliss below ! 'Tis all an siry dream : How empty are the joys that flow On pleasure's smiling stream ! 2 Transparent now, and all serene, The gentle current flews; While fancy paints the flatt'ring scene, How fair the landscape show;, ! 3 But soon its transient charms decay, When ruffling tempests blow ; The soft delusions fleet away, And pleasure ends in woe. 4 let my nobler wishes soar Beyond these seats of night ; In heav'n substantial bliss explore, And permanent delight ! 5 There, pleasure flows for evSr clear ; And, rising to the view, Such dazzling scenes of joy appear A3 fancy never drew. 6 No fleeting landscape cheats the gaze, Nor airy form beguiles : But everlasting bliss displays Her undissembled smiles. 7 Adieu to all below the skies ! Celestial guardian, come ! On Faith's bright wing my soul would rise To her eternal home. 176. S.7. 8.7. Mrs. C B.Wilson. Transient and Lasting Happiness. T ELL me, wand'rer ! wildly roving From the path that leads to peace, Pleasure's false enchantments loving, — When will thy delusion cease! 2 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded, I, too, knelt at pleasure's shrine ; Once, too, all my hopes were fonnded In delights as false as thine ! 3 Then, — the moments flew unheeded As the wave that rolls along ; Soon as one bright hope succeeded, Came another smiling on! 4 But those cloudless hours that blest me, Vanish'd as a dream when o'er ; f».nd the world that once caress'd me, Charm'd me with its smiles no more. 5 " Such is pleasure's transient story ! — Lasting happiness is known Only in the path to glory — In the Saviour's love alone." 177« L. M. E. God the Source of all Good. Jam. i. 17. Rom. xi. 36. 1 Tim. vj. 17. FATHER of Lights ! thoa Greet Su- preme ! Our spirits live beneath thy beam : Whate'er is great, or good, or fair, Buds at thy feet, and blossoms there. 2 On all life's changing seasons shine; In winter let thy light be mine : Though storms arise, and tempest: blow, Thy smiles can gild each scene of woe. I/O* L. M. Bowsing. In thy light shall we see light. Ps. xxxvi. 9. LORD, where thy radiant beams arc shed, The stars are brighter o'er our head ; And brighter is the sunny glow, O'er all above — around — below. 2 And ev'ry stream more gently flows ; And ev'ry breeze more softly blows ; And ev'ry flow'r more freshly smells ; And ev'ry note more sweetly swells. GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. Ev'n darkness has a cheering smile, Each heart-felt sorrow to beguile : Visions of Eden round ns play, And darkness kindles into day. 17y« CM. Steele. The Chief Good. Ps.iv.6,7. Eccl.vi. 11,12. Ps.xvi.ll. xxx. 5. lliii. 3. Is. lv. 2. IN vain the erring world inquires For some substantial good ; While earth confines their low desires, They live on airy food. 2 Illusive dreams of happiness Their eager thoughts employ ; They \fake, convinc'd their boasted bliss Was visionary joy. 3 Begone, ye gilded vanities ! I seek some solid good : To real bliss my wishes rise— The favor of my God. 4 Immortal joy thy smiles impart, Heav'n dawns in ev'ry ray ; One glimpse of thee will cheer my he«rt, And tarn my night to day. 5 Not all the good which earth bestows Can fill the craving mind ; Its highest joys have mingled woes, And leave a sting behind. 6 Should boundless wealth increase my store, Can wealth my cares beguile? I should be wretched still, and poor, Without thy blissful smile. 7 Grant, gracious God, this one request : — Oh ! be thy love alone My ample portion— here I rest, For heav'n is in the boon. In vain I trace creation o'er In search of solid rest ; The whole creation is too poor — Too mean to make me blest. 3 Let earth and all her charms depart, Unworthy of the mind ; In God alone this restless heart An equal bliss can find. 4 Thy favor, Lord, is all I want ; Here would my spirit rest : Oh ! seal the rich, the boundless gra^it, And make me fully blest. 180 C. M. Steele. True Happiness in God alone. Ps. xvi. 11. xxx. 5. lxiii. 3. WHEN fancy spreads her boldest wings, And wanders, unconfin'd, Amid the boundless scene of things Which entertain the mind ; — 181 L. M. Steels. True Happiness in God alone. Ps.xvi.ll. xx£. 5. lxiiL. 3. HOW barren of sincere delight Are all the fairest scene? below! Though beauteous colors charm the sight, They only varnish real woe. 2 Were I to mount the flying wind, And search the wide creation round, — There's nothing here to Euit the mind ; No solid happiness is found. 3 Oh ! could my weary spirit rise, And, panting with intense desire, Reach the bright mansions in the skies, And mingle with the blissful choir ; — 4 How should I look with pitying eye, On earth's low scenes of gloomy care ; And wonder how my soul could lie Wrapp'd up in shades and darkness there ! 5 Say, happy natives of the sky, What is it makes your heav'n above ? You dwell beneath your Father's eye, And feast for ever on his love. 6 My God ! thy presence can impart A glimpse of heav'n to earth and night ; Oh ! smile, and bless my mournful heart. Sweet foretaste of sincere delight ! 7 So shall my soul contented stay, Till my Redeemer call me home : And then with holy transport say, " Come, my Lord— my Saviour, com*!" GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. lo^. L. M. Cowper's Guion. Happiness in God every where. TO me remains nor place nor time ; My country is in ev'ry clime ; I can be calm and free from care On ev'ry shore, since God is there. 2 At home, abroad, what sweets they prove Whose souls are fired with sacred love ! In heav'n, in earth, or on the sea, — Where'er they dwell, they dwell with thee. 3 While place we seek, or place we shun, The soul finds happiness in none ; But if thy smiles attend our way, 'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 4 Could I be cast where thon art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot ; But regions none remote I call, Secure of finding God in all. 5 Oh ! then, to his embrace repair, My soul — thou art no stranger there ! There, love divine shall be thy guard, And peace and safety thy reward. 183. 7s. Edmeston. An ever-present God the Christian's Happiness. Ps. xlvi. 7. Jer. xxiii. 23, 24. GOD is here — how sweet the sound ! All I feel, and all I see, — Nature teems — 'above — around, With the present Deity. 2 Is there danger ? Void of fear, Though the death-wing'd arrows fly, I can answer, — God is here : I am safe beneath his eye ! 3 When I pray, he hears my pray'r j When I weep, he sees my grief ; If I wander, he is there, Ready to afford relief. 4 Could I for a moment deem God is not in all I see, Oh ! how dreadful were the dream Of a world devoid of thee ! But, since thou art ever near, Ruling all that falls to me, I can smile at pain or care, Since it comes in love from thee. 184. 7s. ToPLADY. True Happiness in Jesus Christ alone. Phil. i. 21. HAPPINESS, thou lovely name, Where's thy seat ? Oh ! tell me where ! Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame, All exclaim, " It is not here." Not the wisdom of the wise Can inform me where it lies ; Not the grandeur of the great Can the bliss I seek create. 2 Object of my first desire, Jesus ! crucified for me, — All to happiness aspire, Only to be found in thee : Thee to praise, and thee to know, Constitute our bliss below ; Thee to see, and thee to love, Constitute our bliss above. 3 While I feel thy love to me, Ev'ry object teems with joy: Here, oh ! may I live to thee, Then to thee, dear Saviour, die f Let me but thyself possess, Total sum of happiness, Real bliss I then shall prove, — Heav'n below, and heav'n above. 185. COLLYEK, The Smile of Jesus. LOVELY is the face of nature, Deck'd with spring's unfolding; flow'rs ; While the sun shows ev'ry feature, Smiling through descending show'rs ; Birds, with songs the time beguiling, Chaunt their little notes with glee — But to see a Saviour smiling Is more soft, more sweet to me. GOOD AND EVIL. False and True Sources of Blessedness. Morn, her melting tints displaying, Ere the sluggard is awake ; Evening zephyrs gently straying O'er the surface of the lake; Melting hues, and whisp'ring breezes, All have pow'rful charms for me — But no earthly beauty pleases When, my Lord ! compar'd with thee. 3 Soft and sweet are show'rs, descending On the parch'd, expecting ground ; Fragrance to the meadows lending, Aa their drops distil around : These, with ev'ry earthly blessing, Loudly for thanksgiving call ; But, one smile of thine possessing, Jesus! far exceeds them all. 4 Sweet is sleep to weary nature- Sweet to labor is repose : Sweet is life to ev'ry creature — Sweet the balm that hope bestows: But, though spring, and ev'ning's breezes, Sleep, and hope, and life, to me All are pleasant — nothing pleases, Jesus ! like a smile from thee. THE KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. 186. c. M. Steele. Jesus the King of Saints. Matt. xxi. 5. John i. 49. COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known ; The sov'reign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crown'd With glories all divine ; And tell the woud'ring nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 While majesty's effulgent blaze Surrounds his sacred brow ; Ev'u angels tremble, as they gaze, And, veil'd, adoring bow, 4 But love attempers ev'ry ray, — Love, how divinely sweet ! That stoops to view the sons of clay, And calls them to his feet ! 5 Infinite pow'r, and boundless grace, In him unite their rays : You that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise ? 6 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. And shall we long and wish in Tain Lord, teach our songs to rise ! Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. Oh, happy period ! glorious day ! When heav'n and earth shall raise, With all their pow'rs, the raptur'd lay To celebrate thy praise. 187. 7. 8.7. 4.7. Kelly. And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh, a name written, Kino op kings and Lord of lords! Rev.xix. 16. Phil. ii. 10, 11. lTiin.vi. 15. Rev. xvii. 14. LOOK ! ye saints,— the sight is glorious ; See " the man of sorrows" now ; From the fight return'd victorious, Ev'ry knee to him shall bow : Crown him .' crown him ! Crowns become the victor's brow. Hark! those bursts of acclamation- Hark ! those loud triumphant chords — • Jesus takes the highest station : Oh, what joy the sight affordi ' Crown him ! crown him ! King oi ki.nus. and Lord of lords ! KINGDOM AXD CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. 188. C. M. Shrubsole. He is Lord of all. Acts x. 36. Phil. ii. 10, 11. ALL hail the great Immanuel's name I Let angels prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 6 Oh ! that, with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ; And join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. J-Oy. -.6. 7.6. Montgomery. The Saviour's Glorious Reign. Ps. lxxii. csxxii. 18. Is. ix. 6, 7. Zech. ix. 9, 10. Luke i. 32, 33. HAIL to the Lord's anointed ! Great David's greater Son; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! 2 He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 3 Before him, on the mountains, Shall Peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. G Arabia's desart-ranger To him shall bow the knee, — The Ethiopian stranger, His glory come to see. 5 With offerings of devotion, Ships from the Isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at his feet. 6 Kings shall fall down before him, And gold and incense bring ; All nations shall adore him, The universal King. 7 For him shall pray'r unceasing, And daily praise, ascend; His kingdom still increasing — A kingdom without end. 8 O'er ev'ry foe victorious, He on his throne shall rest ; From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest. 190. 14Sth Dr. Ryland. The Saviour's Triumphant Reign. Zech. ix. 9, 10. Ps. Lxxii. 8. Matt. xiii. 31—33 Luke xiii. 19—21. REJOICE! the Saviour reigns Among the sons of men ; He breaks the pris'ners chain;, And makes them free again : Let hell oppose God's only Son ! In spite of foes his cause goes on. 2 All pow'r is in his hand, His people to defend ; To his most high command Shall millions more attend : All heav'n with smiles approves his caiue , And distant isles receive his laws. 3 The little seed from heav'n Shall soon become a tree ; The ever-blessed leav'n Shall spread from sea to sea : Till God the Son shall come again, It must go on ! Amen — amen ! KINGDOM AXD CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. lyl. -.0. 7.G. D. HEBER. Come over, — and help us. Acts xvi. 9. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand — From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What, though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; Though ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile? — In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strewn : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Shall we, to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! oh, salvation .' The joyful sound proclaim ; Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story ; And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till, o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb, for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss return to reign. 192. 8.7. 8.7. 7.7. Kelly. Thou shalt cause the Trumpet of the Jubilee to sound. Lev. xxv. 9. Matt. x. 8. xxviii. 19. Mark xvi. 15. Luke xxiv. 47. HARK ! the solemn trumpet sounding, Loud proclaims the jubilee: 'Tia the voice of grace abounding, — Grace to sinners, rich and free : Ye who know the joyful sound, Publish it to all around. Is the name of Jesus precious? Does his love your spirits cheer ? Do you find him kind and gracious, Still removing doubt and fear? Think, that what he is to yon, Such he'll be to others too. 3 Were you once at awful distance, Wand'ring from the fold of God ? Could no arm afford assistance, — Nothing save but Jesus' blood ? Think, how many still are found, Strangers to the joyful sound. 4 Brethren, join in supplication ; Join to plead before the Lord : 'Tis his arm that brings salvation ; He alone can give the word : Father, let thy kingdom come ; Bring thy wand'ring outcasts home. 5 Brethren, let us freely offer ; All we have is from above : Let us give, and act, and suffer : What is this to Jesus' love ! Did he die our souls to save ? Then we 're his, and all we have. 6 Hark ! the saints' triumphant chorus ! " Worthy is the Lamb," they cry : They have gain'd the prize before us ; Soon we hope to share their joy : But while here, remember still, They who love him do his will. 7 Till we reach the wish'd-for vision, Till we see him as he is, Let us scorn the world's derision, Let us prove that we are his : Let us sound through all the earth, Christ's inestimable worth. 193. 7.6. 7.0. D. M. M. E. Britain's grateful Beturnfor Missionary Blessings. Matt. x. 8. WHEN first its pious herald, To Britain's happy shore, The tidings of a Saviour, Willi lieav'nly triumph, bore ; How dreary waa the prospect Presented to their view! For missionary labors, What horrors to subdue! KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. On ev'ry side around them, What darkness they beheld ! The curse of man's transgression On all his race entaiFd : Engulph'd in superstition, Our rude forefathers lay, Till heav'n's bright Orb of glory Turn'd darkness into day. 3 But, soon as Jesus' banner, — Which o'er the heathen world Was marching on in triumph, — In Britain was unfurl'd ; The idol altars trembled, Unable to withstand ; And long-benighted Britain Became a Christian land. Now, grateful for the blessings Britain to strangers owes, She lends her pious labours To soften others woes : Their darkness she enlightens, Their ignorance dispels; And pours the oil of gladness Wherever woe prevails. 5 To Europe's farthest bound'ry, And India's distant shores ; To Iceland's chilly regions, She sends her heav'nly stores : The swarthy sons of Afric Her gen'rous bounty share ; And prove no race or nation Beneath her tender care. 194. 11.11. 11.12. An American Hymn. The Missionaries' Farewell. LAND, where the bones of our fathers are sleeping ! Land, where our dear ones and fond ones are weeping Land, where the light of Jehovah is shining! We leave thee, lamenting, but not with repining. 2 Land of our fathers ! in grief we forsake thee ! Land of our friends ! may Jehovah protect thee ! Land of the church ! may the light shine around thee ; Nor darkness, nor trouble, nor sorrow confound thee ! 3 God is thy God! thou shalt walk in his brightness ! Gird thee with joy ! let thy robes be of whiteness ! God is thy God ! let thy hills shout for gladness! But ah ! we must leave thee — we leave thee in sadness. 4 Dark is our path o'er the dark, rolling ocean ; Dark are our hearts ; but the lire of devotion Kindles within ; — and a far distant nation Shall learn from our lips the glad song of salvation. 5 Hail to the land of our toils and our sorrows ! Land of our rest ! — when a few more to-morrows Pass o'er our heads, we shall seek our cold pillows, And rest in our graves, far away o'er the billows. 6 Jesus, we pray for thy Spirit to lead us ; Jesus, we pray for thy pow'r to succeed us ; Then, when thy grace from our toils shall release us, Thy love in the mansions of glory shall bless us. KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Eeiyn, and Missionary Interests. iyO. 7s. Francis. Missionary Collection. Matt. x. S. PRAISE the Saviour, all ye nations : Praise him, all ye hosts above; Shout, with joyful acclamations, His divine, victorious love. 2 See — how beauteous on the mountains Are their feet, whose grand design Is to guide us to the fountains That o'erflow with bliss divine ! 3 Be his kingdom now promoted ; Let the earth her Monarch know ; Be my all to him devoted ; To my \Lord my all I owe. 4 With my substance will I honor My Redeemer and my Lord ; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word. 5 While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim, Let his friends of ev'ry nation Gladly join to spread his fame. 196. BOWRING. Watchman ! what of the ?iight ? Is. xxi. 11. WATCHMAN! tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are : Trav'ller ! o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star ! Watchman ! does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretel ? Trav'ller! yes: it brings the day, — Promis'd day of Israel ! 2 Watchman ! tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends : Trav'ller ! blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman ! will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth 1 Trav'ller! ages are its own, And it bursts o'er all the earth. Watchman! tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn: Trav'ller ! darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman ! let thy wand'rings cease ; Hie thee to thy quiet home : Trav'ller! lo ! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 197* L. M. Method. Mag. Bemonstrance to the Jews. Ps. cxxxvii. 1 — 6. WHY, on the bending willows hung, Israel ! still sleeps thy tuneful string 1 — Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, And Zion's song denies to sing ? 2 Awake ! thy sweetest raptures raise ; Let harps and voice unite their strains : Thy promis'd King his sceptre sways ; Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns ! 3 No taunting foes the song require ; No strangers mock thy captive chain : But friends provoke the silent lyre, And brethren ask the holy strain. 4 Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong, If other lands thy triumph share : A heav'nly city claims thy song ; A brighter Salem rises there. 5 By foreign streams no longer roam, Nor, weeping, think of Jordan's flood : In ev'ry clime behold a home, — In ev'ry temple sec thy God. 198. CM. Rev. W. Ward. Prayer for Missionaries, and the Success of Missionary Undertakings. Ps. lxvii. 1, 2. LORD, smile on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays; And build, on sin's demolish'd throne, The temple of thy grace. 2 Oh ! charge the waves to bear our friends In safety o'er the deep: Let the rough tempest speed their way, Or bid its fury sleep. KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reign, and Missionary Interests. Whene'er they preach the Savionr's word Beneath the Banian's shade, Let the poor Hindoo feel its pow'r, And grace his soul pervade. 4 Oh ! let the heav'nly shaster spread ; Bid the new caste arise; And Brahmans preach the gospel-word ; And India taste its joys. 199. C. M. Gibbons. The Out-pouring of the Holy Spirit implored. Is. xxxii. 15—17. xliv. 3. xlv. 8. lv. 11—13. LORD, pour thy Spirit from on high; Then shall the desart rise, With sudden greens and fruits array'd, A blooming paradise. 2 Peace, with her olive-branch, shall stretch Her wings from shore to shore ; No trump shall raise the rage of war, — No murd'rous cannon roar. 3 The dawnings of these glorious days Our cheerful songs inspire ; Oh ! haste their full meridian blaze, And bid the world admire. 4 Amen ! with joy divine, let earth's Unnumber'd millions cry : Amen .' with joy divine, let heav'n's Unnumber'd choirs reply ! 200. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. P.Williams. The earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord. Hab. ii. 14. Ps. xliii. 3. lx. 1—5. O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul,— be still, and gaze See the promises advancing To a glorious day of grace .' Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude Barbarian, see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtain'd on Calvary : Let the gospel Loud resound, from pole to pole I 3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; And, from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night ; And redemption, Freely purchas'd, win the day ! 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; Win and conquer — never cease .' May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply, and still increase : Sway thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around ! 201. J. E. Giles. Babylon the Great is fallen, is fallen ! Rev. xviii. 2—23. 2 Thes. ii. 8. Rev. xiv. 8. xvi. 19. xix. 1—3. SHE is fall'n ! she is fall'n ! from the height of her glory! And lowly in ruin she lies : — No more shall her greatness be sounded in story- No more shall her praises arise. 2 One moment beheld her in brightness and beauty, Erecting her head undefied ; 'Tis past— and the storm, in the zeal of its duty, Has^blasted the bloom of her pride. G2 KINGDOM AND CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST. The Saviour's Reiyn, and Missionary Interests. In the red flames of vengeance her temples are blazing The smoke of her torment ascends ; The scythe of destruction her glory is razing, And widely her ruin extends. 4 Bewailing and wonder, distraction and weeping, At once from her millions arise ; While the breath of Jehovah is suddenly sweeping Their fav'rite, their joy, from their eyes. 5 But shout, O ye heav'ns ! with rapture and gladness Your harps and your voices employ; And light, in the flames of her ruin and sadness, The torch that shall kindle your joy. 6 The flatt'ring deceiver, the harlot of nations, So shameless;, so wanton before, Like a millstone has sunk, by her own fornications: — Her glory shall dazzle no more. 202. 148th. Doddridge. The Wilderness transformed ; or, The Happy Effects of the Gospel. Is. xi. 6—9. xxxv. 1, 2. xli. 18—20. Iv. 13. lxv. 17. AMAZING, beauteous change ! A world created new ! My thoughts with transport range, The lovely scene to view : In all I trace, Saviour divine, The work is thine, — Be thine the praise. 2 See crystal fountains play Amid the burning sands ; The river's winding way Glides through the thirsty lands : New grass is seen, And o'er the meads Its carpet spreads, Of living green. 3 Where pointed brambles grew, Entwin'd with piercing thorn, Gay flow'rs, for ever new, The painted fields adorn : The blushing rose And lily, there, In union fair, Their sweets disclose. Where the bleak mountains stood All bare and disarray'd, See the wide-branching wood Diffuse its grateful shade : Tall cedars nod, — And oaks and pines And elms and vines Confess the God. The tyrants of the plain Their savage chase give o'er : No more they rend the slain ; They thirst for blood no more: But infant hands Fierce tigers stroke, And lions yoke In flow'ry bands. G Oh ! when, Almighty Lord, — When shall these scenes arise, To verify thy word, And bless our wond'ring eyes T That earth may raise, With all its tongues, United songs #f ardent praise ! WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 203. CM. Montgomery. Praying always, with all prayer. Eph. vi. 18. Acts ix. 11. PRAY'R is the soul's sincere desire, Utter'd or unexpress'd ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Pray'r is the burthen of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near. 3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Pray'r, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, " Behold he prays." 5 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watch-word at the gates of death : — He enters heav'n with pray'r. 6 In pray'r, on earth, the saints are one, In word, in deed, and mind ; When with the Father and his Son Sweet fellowship they find. 7 Nor pray'r is made on earth alone ; — The Holy Spirit pleads ; And Jesus, on th' eterual throne, For sinners intercedes. 8 thou by whom we come to God — The life, the truth, the way ! The path of pray'r thyself hast trod : Lord, teach us how to pray. 204. L. M. COWPER. The Worth of Prayer. Matt. xxi. 22. Phil. iv. 6, 7. WHAT various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who, that knows the worth of pray'r, But wishes to be often there? Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud withdraw Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love ; Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 3 Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight ; Pray'r makes the Christian's armour bright; And Satan trembles, when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? ah ! think again ; Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, To heav'n in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, — " Hear what the Lord has done for me ! " Z\)3. 9.8. 9.8. Cunningham. Hindrances to Prayer surmounted. Matt. xx. 31. THRO' the skies, when the thunder is hurl'd, The child to its parent will flee ; Thus, amid the rebukes of the world, I turn, O my Father, to thee. 2 All in vain would they bid me retire ; In vain would they silence my pray'r ; 'Tis my eye-sight — 'tis life I require ; I seek to be snatch'd from despair. 3 In this valley of sorrow and strife, Pray'r shall rise with my earliest breath : It shall mix in the business of life, And soften the struggles of death. 200. L. M. Watts. Drawing near to God in Prayer. Ps. lxxiii. 28. Job xxiii. 3, 4. Jam. iv. 8. MY God, I bow before thy feet ; When shall my soul approach thy seat 1 When shall I see thy glorious face With mingled majesty and grace 1 2 How should I love thee, and adore, With hopes and joys unknow,n before ! And bid this trifling world be gone, Nor tease my heart so near thy throne. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. My soul should pour out all her cares In flowing words, or flowing tears ; Thy smiles would case my sharpest pain, Nor should I seek my God in vain. 2\J I • L. M. Cow PER. The House of Prayer. Matt. xxi. 13. Mark xi. 17. Luke xix. 46. THY mansion is the Christian's heart ; O Lord, thy dwelling place secure ! Bid the unruly throng depart, And leave the consecrated door. 2 Devoted as it is to thee, A thousand foes frequent the place ; They steal away my joys from me, And rob my Saviour of his praise. 3 I know them, and I hate their din, — Am weary of the bustling crowd ; For while their voice is heard within, I cannot serve thee as I would. O for the joy thy presence gives! What peace shall reign when thou art here! Thy grace can make this den of thieves A calm, delightful house of pray'r. 208. C. M. BOW R I KG. Sincere Worship* John iv. 23, 24. THE offerings which to thee arise, Of mingled praise and pray'r, Are but a worthless sacrifice Unless the heart be there. 2 My offerings will indeed be blest If sanctified by thee ; — If thy pure spirit touch my breast With its own purity. 3 Oh ! may that spirit warm my heart To gratitude and praise ; And ev'n to earth's low vale impart The rapture of the skies ! ^Oy. 11.11. 11.5. .From Bowring. Humble Devotion. Job xxxvii. 19. Acts ix. 11. Rom. viii. 26. FROM the recesses of a lowly spirit, My humble pray'r ascends — O Father, hear it ! Borne on the trembling wings of fear and meekness : Forgive its weakness ! 2 I know — I feel how mean, and how unworthy The lowly sacrifice I pour before thee : What can I oft'er thee, O Thou most holy ! But sin and folly. 3 Lord, in thy sight, who ev'ry bosom viewest, Cold are our warmest vows, and vain our truest ; Thoughts of a hurrying hour — our lips repeat them— Our hearts forget them ! 4 We see thy hand— it leads us— it supports us : We hear thy voice — it counsels, and it courts us ; And then we turn away !— and still thy kindness Pardons our blindness 5 Who can resist thy gentle call, appealing To ev'ry gen'rous thought and grateful feeling ! Oh ! who can hear the accents of thy mercy, And never love thee ! WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. Kind Benefactor! plant within this bosom The seeds of holiness, and bid them blossom, In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal, And spring eternal. 7 Then place them in those everlasting gardens, Where angels walk, and seraphs are the wardens; Where ev'ry flow'r, brought safe through death's dark portal, Becomes immortal. Z 10. 104th. Bowring. The Pleasures of Devotion. Ps. lxv. 4. IF ever on earth the visions of heav'n, Of glory and beauty, to mortals are giv'n, 'Tis when on the wings of devotion we soar, And trnit in the Godhead we humbly adore. 2 Though faint be the ray that breaks from above, Its smile is the brightness of peace and of love, — The pledge and the promise of glory to come, When joy shall be harbour'd secure in its home. 211. CM. H.M. Williams. Habitual Devotion. Phil. iv. 6. 212, CM. S. Stinnett. Prayer for Divine Forgiveness. Ps. xxv. 11. 18. FATHER, in all my comforts here Thy gracious hand I see ; Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferrM by thee. 2 Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd- To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd— That mercv I adore. "PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet A guilty rebel lies; And upwards to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. When gladness wings my favor'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lour, My soul shall meet thy will. In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, In ev'ry pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in pray'r. But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears, but those which thou has shad, — No blood, but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord, And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word, WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 213. C. M. Browne. Sinners pleading for Mercy. Luke xviii. 13. LORD, at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door ; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 On us the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love ; Take all our heinous guilt away; This heavy load remove. 3 'Tis mercy — mercy we implore ; We would thy pity move ; Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 4 Oh ! for thine own, for Jesus' sake, Our num'rous sins forgive ; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And, breaking, soon relieve. 5 Thus melt us down, thus make us bend, And thy dominion own ; Nor let a rival more pretend To re-possess thy throne. 214. 215. 12s. 8.7. 8.7. Turner. Jesus, thou Son of David, have mercy on me. Mark x. 47. JESUS, full of all compassion, Hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; Let me know thy great salvation, Ere I languish, faint, and die. 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelm'd with helpless grief, Prostrate at thy feet, repenting, Send — oh, send me quick relief ! 3 Without thee, the world possessing, I should be a wretch undone, — Search through heav'n, the land of blessing, Seeking good, and finding none. 4 In the world of endless ruin, Let it never, Lord, be said, " Here's a soul, that perish'd, suing " For the boasted Saviour's aid ! " 5 Sav'd !— the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love ! HE3ER. Lord, save us : ice perish ! Matt. viii. 25. Luke viii. 24. WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning i3 gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Master : " Lord ! save, or we perish." 2 O Jesus ! once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Arous'd by the shriek of despair from thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, W r ho cries, in his anguish, " Lord ! save, or we perish." 3 And oh ! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is waging, Then send down thy grace, thy redeera'd ones to cherish, Rebuke the destroyer : " Lord ! save, or we perish." WORSHI] Prayer and Praise. 216. C. M. 218. Judgment anticipated, and Mercy implored. 2 Tim. i. 18. Jude 21. WHEN", rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face — Oh, how shall I appear! 2 If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; — 3 When thou, O Lord ! shalt stand disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear .' 4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord ; Let mercy set me free ; Whilst in the confidence of pray'r My heart takes hold on thee. 5 For never shall my soul despair Thy mercy to procure ; Since thy beloved Son has died, To make that mercy sure ! 217 RAFFLiS. C. M. Doddridge. Abba, Father. Rom. viii. 15. Gal. iv. 6. 2 Cor. vi. 13. SOV'REIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim; Nor, while a worm would raise his head, Disdain a Father's name. 2 My Father, God ! how sweet the sound ! How tender, and how dear ! Not all the harmony of heav'n Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, Sacred Spirit, seal the name On my expanding heart ; And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheer'd by a signal so divine, Unwav'ring I believe ; And, " Abba, Father," humbly cry ; Nor can the sign deceive. 219- C. M. Doddridge. Prayer for Divine Consolation. Ps. xxxi. 16. FATHER of mercies, God of love, Oh ! hear a humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty : Oh ! deign to listen to my voice, And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 2 I urge no merits of my own. No worth, to claim thy gracious smile : No — when I bow before the throne, — Dare to converse with God awhile, — Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, — The dearest, sweetest name to me ! 3 Father of mercies, God of love ! Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty : One pard'ning word can make me whole. And soothe the anguish of my soul. Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. Ps. xxxv. 3. SALVATION ! oh ! melodious sound, To wretched, dying men ! i Salvation, that from God proceeds, And leads to God again ! — 2 j That saves from hell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains ; And gives a paradise of bliss, Where love triumphant reigns .' 3 But may a poor, bewilder'd soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine 1 4 My Saviour, God, no voice but thine These dying hopes can raise ; Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my pray'r to praise. 5 " My Saviour, God," this broken voice Transported shall proclaim ; j And call on all th' angelic harps To sound so sweet a name. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 220. L. M. Steele. Desiring Assurance of the Divine Favor. Vs. iv. 6. xxxv. 3. IN vain the world's alluring smile Would my unwary heart beguile : Deluding world ! its brightest day, Dream of a moment, fleets away. 2 To nobler bliss my soul aspires; Come, Lord, and fill these vast desires With pow'r, and light, and love divine : Oh ! speak, and tell me thou art mine. 3 The blissful word, with joy replete, Shall bid my gloomy fears retreat; And heav'n-born hope, serenely bright, Irradiate my darkest night. 4 So shall my joyful spirit rise, On wings of faith, above the skies ; — Then dwell for ever near thy throne, In joys to mortal thought unknown. 221 C. M. Steele. Desiring Assurance of the Divine Favor. Ps. iv. 6. xxxv. 3. ETERNAL Source of joys divine, To thee my soul aspires; Oh ! could I say, ** The Lord is mine ! " 'Tis all my soul desires. 2 Thy smile can give me real joy, Unmingled and refin'd ; Substantial bliss, without alloy, And lasting as the mind. 3 Thy smile can gild the shades of woe, Bid stormy trouble cease ; Spcead the fair dawn of heav'n below, And sweeten pain to peace. 4 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love ; Oh ! speak the kind, transporting word, And bid my fears remove. 5 Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice, And triumph in my God ; Till heav'uly rapture tune my voice To spread thy praise abroad. 222. 7s. Newton. Prayer for the Lord's promised Presence. John xiv. 18. GRACIOUS Leader ! now appear— Shine upon us with thy light! Like the spring, when thou art near Days and suns are doubly bright ! 2 As a mother counts the days, Till her absent child she see, — Longs and watches, weeps and prays — So our spirits long for thee ! 3 Come, and let us feel thee nigh ; Then thy sheep shall feed in peace ; — Plenty bless us from on high ; Evil from among us cease ! 4 Let thy light be ne'er withdrawn ; Golden days afford us long ! Thus we pray at early dawn — This shall be our ev'ning song. 223, Dr. Ryland. There be many that say, Who will show us any good ? Lord, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us. Ps. iv. G. JESUS, King of love and grace, Oh ! reveal thy smiling face ; Break through ev'ry cloud, and shine ; Cheer me with thy light . 4. si. 13. 14. BEGIN the high, celestial strain, My ravish'd soul, and sing A solemn hymn of grateful praise To heav'n's almighty King. 2 Ye curling fountains, as you roll "\ our silver waves along, Murmur to all your verdant shores The subject of my song. 3 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings, To distant climes away ; And round the wide extended world The lofty theme convey. 4 Take the glad burthen of his name, Ye clouds, as you arise To decorate the golden morn, Or shade the ev'ning skies. 5 Long let it tremble round the spheres, And echo through the sky, Till angels, with immortal skill, Improve the harmony : — 6 While we, with sacred rapture fir\l, The blest Creator sing; And chant our consecrated lays, To heav'n's Eternal King. ~0*J. 6.6. C. 6. 7.7. Christian Guardian. Invocation to Praise. Ps. xcviii. 7—9. cxlviii. 1, 2. 8. 11—13. ANGELS, assist to sing The honors of your God ; Touch ev'ry tuneful string, And sound his name abroad : Pour the trembling notes along; Swell the grand, immortal song. 2 And ye of meaner birth, Your joyful voices raise ; Inhabitants of earth, Your great Redeemer prais< : Let your lou i bosannaa i i Shake the earth, add pierce the skies ! WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. Let day and dusky night, In solemn order, join His praises to recite, And speak his pow'r divine : Ev'ry hill, and ev'ry vale, Echo with the sacred tale. 4 Ye winds and raging seas, With wild, tempestuous roar, Resound, in mightier lays, His name from shore to shore : Thunders, spread his name abroad Lightnings, flash before your God. 5 Let ev'ry creature sing The honors of our God ; — Touch ev'ry tuneful string, And spread his praise abroad : Bour the trembling notes along ; Swell the universal song. 236. IM every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Ps. cl. 6. LET ev'ry creature join To bless Jehovah's name ; And ev'ry pow'r unite To swell th' exalted theme : Let nature raise, From ev'ry tongne, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. 2 But oh ! from human tongues Should nobler praises flow ; And ev'ry thankful heart With warm devotion glow : 14Sth. Your voices raise, Ye highly ble.^t ; Above the rest Declare his praise. 3 Assist me, gracious God ; My heart, my voice inspire ; Then shall I humbly join The universal choir : Thy grace can raise My heart and tongue ; And tune my song To lively praise. 237 8.7. 8.7. E. W. B. The Works of Nature invoked to praise the Lord. Ps, xcviii. 7—9. cxlviii. 7—9. LET the sea swell Jehovah's praise ; Yea, let the floods adore him : Let ev'ry lofty mountain raise The song of joy before him. 2 Ye zephyrs, let the heav'nly \z\ , Borne on your gentle pinions, The great Creator's fame convey Throughout his vast dominions. 3 Let the wild wind's tremendous roar, The mighty chorus swelling, Fly through the world, from shore to shore, Jehovah's goodness telling. 4 Ye dreadful caverns of the deep, Send back the joyful story ; Nor longer let your echoes sleep, Unmindful of his clory. 238. Old 50th. Bakbauld. Praise ye the Lord. — Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to 7iis excellent greatness. Ps. cl. 1,2. H2 JEHOVAH reigns! let ev'ry nation hear, And at his footstool bow with holy fear ; Let heav'n's high arches echo with his name ; Let the wide peopled earth his praise proclaim ; Then send it down to hell's deep gloom resounding, Through all her cavea in dreadful murmurs sounding. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 2 He rules with wide and absolute command O'er the broad ocean and the steadfast land : Jehovah reigns unbounded and alone, And all creation hangs beneath his throne : He reigns alone ; let no inferior nature Usurp, or share the throne of the Creator. 3 He saw the struggling beams of infant light Shoot through the massy gloom of ancient night; His spirit hush'd the elemental strife, And brooded o'er the kindling seeds of life : Seasons and months began their long procession, And measur'd o'er the year in bright succession. 4 The joyful sun sprung up th' ethereal way, Strong as a giant, as a bridegroom gay ; The feebler moon diffus'd her shadowy light Superior o'er the dusky brow of night ; Ten thousand glitt'ring lamps the skies adorning, Num'rous as dew-drops from the womb of morning. 5 Earth's blooming face with rising flow'rs he dress'd, And spread a verdant mantle o'er her breast ; Then, from the hollow of his hand, he pours The circling waters round her winding shores, The new-born world in their cool arms embracing, And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing. 6 At length — she rose complete in finish'd pride, All fair and spotless, like a virgin bride Fresh with untarnish'd lustre : — as she stood, Her Maker bless'd his work, and call'd it good : The morning stars, with joyful acclamation, Exulting sang, and hail'd the new creation. 7 Yet this fair world, the creature of a day, Though built by God's right hand, must pass away ; And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things, The fate of empires, and the pride of kings : Eternal night shall veil their proudest story, And drop the curtain o'er all human glory. 8 The sun himself, with weary clouds oppress'd, Shall in his silent, dark pavilion rest ; His golden urn shall broke and useless lie, Amid the common ruins of the sky ; The stars rush headlong in the wild commotion, And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean. 9 But fix'd, O God ! for ever, stands thy throne ; Jehovah reigns, a universe alone : Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame, Collected or ditfus'd, is still the same : He dwells within his own unfathom'd essence, And fills all space with his unbounded presence. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 10 But oh ! our highest notes the theme debase, And silence is our least injurious praise : Cease— cease your songs, the daring flight control; Revere him in the stillness of the soul : With silent duty meekly bend before him, And deep within your inmost hearts adore him. 239- 112th. BOWRING. All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord ; and thy saints shall bless thee. Ps. cxlv. 10. NATURE— with all her countless throng, And sun, and moon, and planet's song, And ev'ry flow'r that light receives, And ev'ry dew-drop on the leaves, And ev'ry murmur of the sea — Tunes its sweet voice to worship Thee. 2 So may we tune our cheerful voice, While all our hearts in thee rejoice, And love, and praise, and worship thee, Thou infinite Divinity ! And hold, above inferior things ; Communion with the King of kings. 240. From Bowring's Russian Poets. The Song of the Cherubim. Rev. iv. 6—8. Is. vi. 1—3. SEE the glorious Cherubim [throne ; Thronging round th' Eternal's Hark ! they sing their holy hymn To the unknown Three in One : All-supporting Deity, Praise — eternal praise to thee ! 2 Rest, ye worldly tumults, rest ! Here let all be peace and joy ; — Grief, no longer rend our breast ; Tears, no more bedew our eye : All-supporting Deity, Praise — eternal praise to thee ! 3 Heav'n-directed spirits, rise To the temple of the skies ! Join the ranks of angels bright, Near th' Eternal's dazzling light : All-supporting Deity, Praise — eternal praise to thee ! 241. s. M. Watts. Obligations to Praise. ALMIGHTY Maker, God ! How wondrous is thy name ! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad, Through the creation's frame! 2 Nature, in ev'ry dress, Her humble homage pays; And finds a thousand ways t' express Her undissembled praise. 3 In native white and red The rose and lily stand ; And, free from pride, their beanties spread; To show thy skilful hand. 4 The lark mounts up the sky, With unambitious song ; And bears her Maker's praise on high Upon her artless tongue. 5 My soul would rise and sing Her great Creator too ; Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the tribute due. 6 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days ; And to my God my soul ascend, In sweet perfumes of praise. 242. 7.7. 7.7. 8.7. Bowring. What is man, that thou art mindful of him ! Vi. vni. 4. FATHER! Source of light and love ! Thou, whose throne of majesty, From the glorious realms above, Gladdens all the earth with joy, — Mercy streaming, piomise beaming, — Let thy praise my soul employ. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. What is man, that he should share Goodness bright and blest as thine ? What is man, that heav'nly care, Heav'nly kindness, pow'r divine, — Ever guiding, joy providing, — Should be his, and should be mine 1 3 From this narrow vale of clay, Let me waft my thoughts to thee ; — Waft them to the realms of day ; And in thy benignity Seek my pleasures — find my treasures : Earth can be no home to me. 4 On thy holy name I call ; On thy lovely footstool stand ; All sprung forth from good — and all Tends to good, beneath thy hand : Streams the purest, joys the surest, Flow and smile at thy command. 243. CM. Steele. Praise for Creation and Providence. Ps. cvii. 8. 15. 21. 31. exxxix. 14—18. LORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 The living tribes, of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air; The meanest flies, the smallest worms, Almighty pow'r declare. 4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear: And, oh ! let man thy praise record, — Man — thy distinguish'd care ! 5 From thee the breath of life he drew ; That breatli thy pow'r maintains ; Thy tender mercy, ever new, His brittle frame sustains. Yet nobler favors claim his praise, Of reason's light possess'd ; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinely blest. 7 Thy providence, his constant guard When threat'ning woes impend, Will the impending danger ward, Or timely succour lend. S On us that providence has shone, With gentle, smiling rays ; Oh, let our lips and lives prolong Thy goodness and thy praise ! 244. L. M. Doddridge. Praise to God for his wonderful Work* to the Children of Men. Ps. cvii. 8. 15. 21. 31. YE sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the Lord ; And let his pow'r and goodness sound Through all your tribes, the earth around. 2 Let the high heav'ns your songs invite, Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd ; Thy herbs and flow'rs, thy fruits and shade ; Peopled with life of various forms, Offish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns ; That band remotest nations joins, And on each wave his goodness shines. 5 But oh ! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns Incarnate Love ! — God's only Son, in flesh array'd, For man a bleeding victim made ! 6 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar ; There, in the land of praise, adore ; The theme demands an angel's lay,— Demands an everlasting day. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 24<5, h. M. Gibbons. What hath God wrought ! Numb, xxiii. 23. WHAT hath God wrought! might Israel say, When Jordan roll'd its tide away, And gave a passage to their bands, Safely to march across its sands. 2 What hath God wrought! might well be said, When Jesus, rising fiom the dead, Scatter'd the shades of pagan night, And bless'd the nations with his light. What hath God wrought ! y e Britons, see- Freed from the plagues of popery, — Its tenfold night, its iron chains, Its galling yoke, its cruel pains. 4 What hath God wrought ! the glad surprise Shall fill the earth, and rend the skies, When, like a mill-stone in the main, Proud Rome shall sink, nor rise again. 5 [theme! What hath God wrought ! oh, blissful Are we redeeiu'd, and call'd by him ? Shall we be led the desart through — And safe arrive in glory too ? 6 The news shall ev'ry harp employ, — Fill ev'ry tongue with rapt'rous joy ! When shall we join the heav'nly throng, To swell the triumph and the song ? 246. 10.11. ll.li. 12.11. 10.11. T. Moore. The Song of Miriam. Ex. xv. 1—21. SOUND the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! Sing — for the pride of the tyrant is broken ; His chariots, his horsemen, all splendid and brave, — How vain Avas their boasting ! the Lord hath but spoken, And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave ! Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! Praise to the Conqueror ! praise to the Lord ! His word was our arrow — his breath was our 6Word ! Who shall return, to tell Egypt the story Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? The Lord hath look'd out from his pillar of glory, And all her brave thousands are dash'd in the tide : Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! Jehovah hath triumph'd ! his people are free ! 24/. L. M. C.Wesley. The Mariner's Song of Praise. Ps. cvii. 23—31. GLORY to Thee, whose pow'rful word Bids the tempestuous wind arise ; Glory to Thee, thou Sov'reign Lord Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies. Let air, and earth, and skies obey, And seas thine awful will perform : From them we learn to own thy sway, And shout to meet the gath'ring storm. 3 What, though the floods lift up their voice? Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; They cannot damp thy children's joys, Or shake the soul when God is nigh. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 248. iAUBAULD. Praise to God under all the circumstances of Life. Hab. iii. 17, 18. PRAISE to God! immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy, Let thy praise onr tongues employ. 2 For the blessings of the field ; For the stores the gardens yield ; For the vine's refreshing juice ; For the gen'rous olive's use : — 3 Flocks that whiten all the plain ; Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain ; Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews ; Suns that temp'rate warmth diffuse : — 4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that lib'ral Autumn pours From her rich, o'erflowing stores: — 5 These, to that dear Source we owe Whence our sweetest comforts flow ; These, through all my happy days, Claim my cheerful songs of praise. 6 Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear From its stem the rip'ning ear; Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot Drop her green, untimely fruit; — 7 Should the vine bud forth no more, Nor the olive yield her store ; Though the sick'ning flocks should fall, And the herds desert the stall : — 3 Lord, to thee my soul should raise Grateful, never-ending praise ; And, when ev'ry blessing 's flown, Love thee— for thyself alone. 249. C. M. Steele. Praise for the Blessings of Providence and Grace. Ps. ciii. 2. ALMIGHTY Father! Gracious Lord ! Kind Guardian of my days! Thy mercies let my heart record, In songs of grateful praise. In life's first dawn my tender frame Was thine indulgent care ; Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the youthful pray'r. 3 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turn'd my eye ! How many pass'd almost unknown, Or unregarded by ! 4 Each rolling year new favors brought From thine exhaustless store ; But oh! in vain my lab'ring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 5 While sweet reflection through my days Thy bounteous hand would trace ; Still dearer blessings claim thy praise,— The blessings of thy grace. 6 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord ! For favors more divine; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 7 But frail mortality in vain Attempts the blissful song ; The high, the vast, the boundless strain, Claims an immortal tongue. 8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And ev'ry weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 9 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite In more exalted lays ; And join the happy sons of light In everlasting praise. 250. L. M. Heginbothom. The Divine Goodness acknowledged in prolonging Life and Happiness. Ps. cxxxv. 3. Jer. xxxiii. 11. GREAT God ! let all my tuneful pow'rs Awake, and sing thy mighty name : Thy hand revolves my circling hours— Thy hand, from whence my being came. 2 Seasons and moons, still rolling round In beauteous order, speak thy praise; And years, with smiling mercy crown'd, To thee successive honors raise. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. My life, my health, my friends, I owe, All to thy vast, unbounded love ; Ten thousand precious gifts below, And hope of nobler joys above. 4 Thus will I sing till nature cease, Till sense and language are no more ; And^after death thy boundless grace Through everlasting years adore. 251 CM. BOYCE. Life reviewed, and the Divine Goodness acknowledged. Deut. viii. 2. WHEN, o'er the trodden paths of life, Backward I turn my eyes, What varied scenes, throughout the road, Awaken my surprise ! 2 Thousands, to whom my natal hour Imparted vital breath, Just look'd on life — then clos'd their eyes, And slept the sleep of death. 3 Thousands, who climb'd to manhood's stage Safe through unnumber'd snares, Travell'd not far, before they sunk Amidst its thorns and cares. 4 Followed, through ev'ry changing scene, With goodness all my days, Deny me not a heart to love, — A tongue to speak thy praise. 5 Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee Echo along the road : Oh ! may I join those endless songs That till thy blest abode. 252. L. M. Scott, The Barren Fig-Tree spared. Luke xiii. 6—9. GOD of my life, to thee belong The grateful heart, the joyful song; Touch'd by thy love, each tuneful chord Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 2 Thon hast preserv'd my fleeting breath, And chas'd the gloomy shades of death ; The venom'd arrows vainly fly, While God, our great deliv'rer, 's nigh. Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care? Why does thy hand so kindly rear A useless cumb'rer of the ground, On which so little fruit is found 1 4 Still may the barren fig-tree stand ; And, cultivated by thy hand, Verdure, and bloom, and fruit afford, — A grateful tribute to its Lord. 5 So shall thy praise employ my breath Through life ; and in the arms of death My soul the pleasant theme prolong ; Then rise to aid th' angelic song. 253. 8.7. 8.7. D. Robinson. Eben-ezer. 1 Sam. vii. 12. COME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ! Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Here I raise my Eben-ezer ; Hither by thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. 2 Jesus sought me, when a'stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd his precious blood. Oh ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrain'd to be! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! 254. C. M. Heginbothom. Bless the Lord, O my soul ; and forget not all his benefits. Ps. ciii. 2. FATHER of mercies ! God of love! My Father, and my God ! I'll sing the honors of tny name, And spread thy praise abroad. 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, Thy various love surveys : Where shall my grateful lips begin, Or where conclude thy praise ? WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. In ev'ry period of my life Thy thoughts of love appear; Thy mercies gild the transient scene, And crown each passing year. 4 In all these mercies, may my soul A Father's bounty see ; Nor let the gifts thy love bestows Allure my heart from thee. 255. 7s. BOWRING. Grateful Recollection and Praise. Ps. ciii. 2. FATHER ! thy paternal care— Thine alone, has been my guide ; Ev'ry hallow'd wish and pray'r Has thy hand of love supplied : Thine is ev'ry thought of bliss Left by hours and days gone by ; Thine, my ev'ry hope of joys Beaming from futurity. 2 Ev'ry sun of splendid ray ; Ev'ry moon that shines serene ; Ev'ry morn that welcomes day; Ev'ry ev'ning's twilight scene ; Ev'ry happy hour that brings Joy, and peace, and love divine ; — These, and all life's holiest things, — All its loveliest — Lord, are thine ! 3 May my sweetest hymns arise, Daily, to thy gracious throne : Thither let my asking eyes Ever turn to thee alone ! Still, through life's vicissitude, There reposing ev'ry care ; Thence expecting ev'ry good; Losing ev'ry sorrow there ! 256. CM. Addison. Bless the Lord, O my soul ; and forget not all his benefits. Ps. ciii. 2. WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, Pin lost In wonder, love, and praise. Unnumber'd comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 3 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently clear'd my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, — More to be fear'd than they. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through ev'ry period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious {heme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise ; But oh ! eternity 's too short To utter all thy praise. 257. L. M. Doddridge. Never-ending Praise. Ps. cxlvi. 2. cxlv. 1,2. lii. 9. GOD of my life, through all its days My grateful pow'rs shall sound thy praise ; The song shall wake with op'ning light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And sorrow tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praise I'll raise on high, And check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the pow'rs of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But when — (that awful conflict o'er) — When I am chain'd to flesh no more, How shall my happy spirit rise To join the music of the skies! 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains Which echo through the heav'nly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round thy throne. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. The cheerful tribute will I give, Long as a deathless soul can live ; A work so sweet, a theme so high, Demands and crowns eternity. 258. CM. Heginbothom. Never-ending Praise. Ps. cxlvi. 2. cxlv. 1, 2. lii. 9. YES— 1 will bless thee, O my God ! Through all my mortal days ; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 In ev'ry smiling, happy hour, Be this my sweet employ ; Thy praise refines my earthly bliss, And doubles all my joy. 3 When gloomy care and keen distress Atflict my throbbing breast, My tears shall learn to speak thy praise, And lull each pain to rest. 4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honors of my God ; My life, with all its active pow'rs, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 5 Not death itself shall stop my song, Though death will close my eyes: My thoughts shall then to nobler heights, And sweeter raptures rise. 6 How will my happy spirit mount, Confin'd in flesh no more, Up to thy courts, where kindred minds In countless ranks adore ! 7 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay : The theme demands an angel's tongue, And an eternal day. 259- C. M. Steele. Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue While suns shall set and rise; And tune my everlasting song When time and nature dies. 260. L. M. Watts. God exalted above all Praise. Neh. ix. 5. Ps. cvi. 2. ETERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God; Infinite length, beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 The lowest step above thy feet Rises too high for Gabriel's seat; In vain the tall archangel tries To reach the height, with wond'ring eyes. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too : From sin and dust to thee we cry, — The Great, the Holy, and the High. 4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name ; But oh ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heav'n, but man below ; Be short our tunes — our words be few : A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praises languish on our tongues. Every day mil I bless thee ; and I will praise thy name for ever and ever. Ps. cxlv. 2. 1. cxlvi. 2. lii. 9. MY God, my King, to thee I'll raise My voice and all my pow'rs ; Unwearied songs of sacred praise Shall fill the circling hours. I 261. M. De Fleury. Invocation to the Heavenly Inhabitants to praise the Redeemer. YE angels, who stand round the throne, And view my Immanuel's face, In rapturous songs make him known ; Tune all your sweet harps to his praise. 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at his feet, His grace and his glory display, And all his rich mercy relate. 3 He snatch'd you from hell and the yrave ; He ransom'd from death and despair ; For you he was mighty to save — Almighty to take you safe there. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. I too would put on my attire, Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb I too would be one of your choir, And tune my sweet harp to his name. 262. C. M. Steele. Jesus Christ the Supreme Object of Admiration and Praise. JESUS .' in thy transporting name What blissful glories rise ! Jesus ! the angels' sweetest theme ! The wonder of the skies ! 2 Well might the skies with wonder view A love so strange as thine ! No thought of angels ever knew Compassion so divine! 3 Jesus ! and didst thou leave the sky For miseries and woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die, For vile, rebellious foes ? 4 Victorious love ! what tongue can tell The wonders of thy pow'r ; Which conquer'd all the force of hell, In that tremendous hour! 5 Is there a heart that will not bend To thy divine control? Descend, O Sovereign Love, descend, And melt that stubborn soul. 6 Oh ! may onr willing hearts confess Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ; Glad captives of thy matchless grace, Thy pleasing rule obey. 7 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign, Till rebels rise no more ; Thy praise all nature then shall join, And heav'n and earth adore. 263. Turner. Praise to the Redeemer. HOLY wonder, heav'nly grace, Come, inspire our humble lays ; While the Saviour's love we sing, Whence our hopes and comforts spring. Though the form of God he bore, Great in glory, great in pow'r ; See him in our flesh array'd, Lower than the angels made. ' 3 Through the shining hours of day Toils and dangers mark his way; Lonely mounts and chilling air Witness oft his midnight pray'r. 4 Now, the Lord of glory dies ! Darkness veils the mid-day skies ! Angels, from the world above, See and sing th' amazing love. 5 Pow'rs unseen earth's bosom heave ; Rocks and tombs asunder cleave; While the temple's rending veil Tells the priest the awful tale. 6 But, the third day's dawning come, Lo! the Saviour leaves the tomb ! Re-ascends his native sky, — Where he lives no more to die. 7 On his cross he builds his throne, Whence he makes his glories known,- Sends his Spirit down, to give Dying sinners grace to live. 264. L. M. Steele. Praise to the Redeemer. SEE, Lord, thy willing subject bows, Adoring, low before thy throne : Accept my humble, cheerful vows ; Thou art my Sov'reign — thou alone. 2 Smile on my soul, and bid me sing In concert with the choir above, The glories of my Saviour, King, — The condescensions of his love. 3 Amazing love ! that stoop'd so low, To view with pity's melting eye A wretch deserving endless woe ! Amazing love ! — did Jesus die 1 — 4 He died, to raise to life and joy The vile, the guilty, the undone : Oh, let his praise my hours employ Till hours no more their circles run! WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. He died ! — ye seraphs, tune your songs ! Resound, resound the Saviour's name ! For nought below immortal tongues, Can ever reach the wondrous theme. 265. C. M. Steele. Praise to the Redeemer. TO oar Redeemer's glorious name, Awake the sacred song ! Oh ! may his love (immortal flame!) Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 2 His love — what mortal thought can reach ! What mortal tongue display ? 266. Imagination's utmost stretch ' In wonder dies away. 3 Let wonder still with love unite, And gratitude and joy ; Jesus be our supreme delight, — His praise our best employ. 4 Jesus! who left his throne on high, — Left the bright realms of blus, And came to earth to bleed and die ! — Was ever love like this ! 5 Oh ! may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill ev'ry heart and tongue ; Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. 10s. Praise to the Redeemer. 267. ALL hail! incarnate God, divinely fair; Around thy throne bright beams of glory play, Beyond the stars, above the rolling spheres, Amid the blaze of one eternal day. 2 Oh, for a thousand hearts to love thy name .' A thousand tongues to sound thy glories high! To spread abroad thine everlasting fame, And join the hallelujahs of the sky ! 3 There, in the realms of bright, celestial day, My soul shall bless thee in sublimer lays ; Shall see thy glories in their full display, And sing a nobleT, sweeter song of praise. L. M. A Hymn in memory of the Saviour, by Kbishnu,th^ first baptized Hindoo. From the Bengalee. t Tim. ii. 8. Luke xxii. 19. 1 Cor. xi. 24, 25. OTHOU, my soul, forget no more The Friend who all thy sorrows bore ; Let ev'ry idol be forgot ; But, O my soul, forget Him not. Lo ! God for thee a body takes, Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks, Discharging all thy dreadful debt ; — And canst thou e'er such love forget 1 3 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, And fly to this divine relief; Nor Him forget, who left his throne And for thy life gave up his own, 4 Infinite truth and mercy shine In Him, and he himself is thine : And canst thou then, with sin beset, Such charms, such matchless charms forget? 5 Oh ! no— till life itself depart, His name shall cheer and warm my heart ; And lisping this, from earth I'll rise, And join the chorus of the skies. WORSHIP. Prayer and Praise. 268. C. M. Heginbothom. Never-ending Praise to the Redeemer. Rev. i. 5, G. TO thee, my Saviour and my Lord, A lofty song I'll raise, While life inspires my glowing heart, And forms my lips to praise. 2 Worthy for ever is the Lamb, That took my sins away : But oh ! what tribute can I give, — What equal honors pay ? 3 Millions of saints thy grace proclaim, In nobler strains above ; But not an angel's tongue can tell The wonders of thy love. 4 Blest seraphs sing thy matchless love, And shout thy high renown ; Archangels, at thy sacred feet Lay their bright honors down. 5 Reign, mighty Prince, for ever reign, Till Death himself be dead ; And let eternal ages show'r Their blessings on thy head. Thus will I sing till nature fail, Till sense and language die ; And then resume the pleasing theme In happier worlds on high. 269 C. M. C EN NICK. Christ the Burden of the Song. Rev. v. 11—13. THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb ! We love to hear of thee : No music's like thy charming name, Nor half so sweet can be. 2 let us hear thy pard'ning voice In mercy to us speak ; And in our Priest we will rejoice, — Thou great Melchisedec ! 3 Jesus shall ever be our theme While in this world we stay ; We'll sing of Jesus' lovely name W T hen all things else decay. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all thy favor'd throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud,- Aud Christ shall be our song. Private Worship. 270. C. M. E. Retirement and Meditation. Gen. xxiv. 63. RETIR'D from noise, my silent thoughts On things celestial muse ; Reflection calmly looks behind, While faith the future views. 2 Here, all is rest and sweet repose ; Here, all my sorrows cease ; For Jesus meets my spirit here, And kindly whispers peace. 2>(l. c. M. Cowper. Retirement and Devotion. Matt.vi. 6. xiv.23. Acts x. 9. FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, — From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. The calm retreat, the silent shade, With pray'r and praise agree ; And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her 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) — My Saviour, — thou art mine ! C What thanks I owe thee, and what love ! A boundless, endless store Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. WORSHIP. Private Worship. 272. 12.11. 12.11. T.Moore. Private Devotion. Matt. vi. 6. xiv. 23. Acts x. 9. AS down in the sunless retreats of the ocean Sweet flow'rets are springing no mortal can see; So, deep in my soul, the still pray'r of devotion, Unheard by the world, rises silent to thee. 2 As still to the star of its worship, though clouded, The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea ; So, dark as I roam, in this wintry world shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns, trembling, to thee. 2(i3. 7.6. 7.6. COWPER'SGUION. Solitude and Love. THERE'S not an echo round me But I am glad should learn How pure a fire has found me, — The love with which I burn. But few attend with pleasure To what I would reveal ; They slight me out of measure, And laugh at all I feel ! 2 The rocks receive less proudly The story of my flame ; When I approach, they loudly Reverberate his name : I speak to them of sadness, And comforts at a stand ; — They bid me look for gladness, And better days at hand. 3 Far from all habitation I heard a happy sound, Big with the consolation My soul has often found : I said, " My lot is sorrow, My grief has no alloy ; " — The rocks replied, " To-morrow, — To-morrow brings thee joy." 4 These sweet, these heav'nly tidings What bliss it is to hear .' In all my griefs and chidings, My weakness and my fear : No sooner I receive them, Than I forget my pain ; And, happy to believe them, I love as much again. 5 In this sequestered corner None hear what I express ; Deliver'd from the scorner, What peace do I possess ! No troubles here surprise me ; I sing my cares away ; While Providence supplies me, And guards me all the day. Public Worship. ^/4. HSth. Francis. On opening a Place of Worship. 1 Kings viii. 27—29. 2 Chr. vi. IS— 20. GREAT King of glory, come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy home, This people as thine own : 12 Beneath this roof, oh ! deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 2 Here, may thine ears attend Our interceding cries ; And grateful praise ascend Like incense to the skies : Here, may thy word melodious ioimc.. And spread celestial joys around. WORSHIP. Public Worship. Here, may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise ; And shine, like polish'd stones, Through long succeeding days : Here, Lord, display thy saving pow'r, While temples stand, and men adore. Q fo. C. M. Steele. Iiiireatiny tlie Presence of Christ in his Churches. Hag. ii. 7. Mai. iii. 1. Matt, xviii. 20. John xx. 19. 26. COME, thou Desire of all thy saints, Our humble tribute own, While with our praises and complaints We bow before thy throne. 2 How should onr songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the 6kies ! 3 But aii ! the song how faint it Mows ! How languid our desire ! How cold the sacred passion glows, Till thou the heart inspire ! 4 Dtar Saviour, let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here ; Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heav'n on earth appear. 5 Then shall onr hearts, enraptur'd, say, Come, great Redeemer, come ; And bring the bright, the glorious day, That calls thy children home. 276. S. M. S. Stennltt. The Pleasures of Social Worship. Ps. lxxxiv. I. HOW charming is the place Where my Redeemer, Gotl, Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad. 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort Are once to be compar'd with this. Where Jesus holds his court. Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crown'd, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 4 To him their pray'rs and cries Each humble soul presents : He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their want? 5 Give me, O Lord, a place Within thy blest abode ; Among the children of thy grace- The servants of my God. 277- 7s. TCRNER. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts ! Ps. lxxxiv. 1. LORD of hosts, how lovely, fair, Ev'n on earth thy temples are ! Here thy waiting people see Much of heav'n, and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flows Bliss that softens all our woes ; While thy Spirit's holy fin Warms our hearts with pure desire. 3 Here, we supplicate thy throne; Here, thy pard'ning grace is known ; Here, we learn thy righteous ways, — Taste thy love, and sing thy praise. 4 Thus with sacred songs of joy We the happy hours employ : Love, and long to love thee more, Till from earth to heav'n we soar. 278. L.M. | God present in his Chun-Jus ; i>r. Dtliyht in Ordinances. Ex. xx. 24. I Kings i\. 3. 2 Chr. vii. 15,16. Ps. xxvi. 8. xxvii. 4. lxxxiv. 10. *nr!IS the fair dawn of heav'nh I To heav'nly bliss the shining wa> When to his temple God descends, And there converses with his friei WORSHIP. Public J for ship. With beams of smiling majesty, He awes, and yet invites them nigh ; — His glory and his grace displays, And shines with bright, but friendly rays. 3 While hov'ring o'er the happy place, The Spirit sheds his heav'nly grace ; To fix our thoughts, our hearts to raise, And tune our souls to love and praise. 4 'Tis here we learn the blessed skill To know and do our Maker's will ; And, while we hear, and sing, and pray, With heav'nly joy we soar away. 5 These are the dearest hours I know, — The sweetest joys of all below : Here I would choose my fix'd abode, And dwell for ever near my God. 279- Allen's Col. 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel News from Sion's King proclaim To each rebel sinner — pardon — Free forgiveness in his name. The Gospel Message. 2 Cor. v. 20. 280. C. M. Watts. Appearing before God, here and hereafter. Ps. xlii. 2. xvii. 15. I LOVE to see my Lord below ; His church displays his grace ; But upper worlds his glory know, And view him face to face. 2 I love to worship at his feet, Though sin annoy me there ; But saints exalted near his seat, Have no assaults to fear. 3 I'm pleas'd to meet him in his court, And taste his heav'nly love ; But still I think his visits short, Or I too soon remove. SINNERS, will you scorn the message Sent in mercy from above 1 Ev'ry sentence, oh, how tender ! Ev*ry line is full of love ! He shines, and I am all delight ; He hides, and all is pain : When will he fix me in his sight, And ne'er depart again ! CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 281. S. 7. S.7. NoajiJN. The Hounded Sinner. Lam.iii. 13. 1 Kings viii. 33. Rom.vii.24. WHERE, beneath heav'n's spreading azure, Breathes the hopeless wretch like me ? Whose distresses know no measure, And no wish'd cessation see. 2 Had I but one hope, reviving, That these wounds would ever heal ; Prom that hope, new life deriving, Oh, what transports should I feel ! Can I, — may I, — loathsome, wounded,- Turn these guilty eyes to heav'n; Hope, — thus wretched and confounded, Healing will to ue be'giv'n ! 4 On my mis'ry, kind Physician, Turn thy sympathizing eye ; Nor reject with stern dismission One that to thy cross would fly. 5 Here, my guilty state deploring, At thy feet I'll cast me down ; Here, resolv'd to die imploring, — (If I die,) — before thy throne. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. aOA* The Investigator. The Shipwrecked Sinner Saved. O PLEASURE! thine aspect is bright, And sweet is the sound of thy voice : — I saw thee, I heard thee, with heedless delight, And made thee my earliest choice ! Youth urg'd me, with ardour, along — Health freshen'd the air with his breath — Prosperity gladden'd my ears with her song, And Glory displayed his bright wreath : — Joy's river flow'd smooth — on its margin there stood Young Rapture, inviting— I plung'd in the flood! 2 How grateful the waves were at first, As, fearless, I lav'd in the stream ! But lo ! a wild hurricane over me burst— I woke from my perilous dream ! What terrors had gather'd around ! What horrors of darkness unknown! The train that ensnar'd me, no longer was found — Heav'n's smile was exchang'd for a frown ! The scenes of delight I had view'd were no more : — The music was drown'd in the hurricane's roar! 3 Some guardian, invisible hand Bore me up on the treacherous tide : Deserted I lay on the desolate strand, With Misery crouch'd at my side : Rude — rude was her hated embrace ; I struggled in vain to get free : Save Danger and Ruin, no form could I trace, Flames only — red flames — could I see, Ascending, approaching — their prey to devour — I shrunk — but my limbs were divested of pow'r ! 4 Dark — dark was the tempest without — Keen — keen was the torture within : By the terrors of hell I was compass'd about — I felt them already begin : — Despair was advancing, to gnaw The spring of- my spirit away- Each (lash to my sight plac'd the curse of the law.. And my sins, in their dreadful array : Fear shook ine — astonishment sat on my eye, While conscience extorted the heart-rending sigh ! 5 When lo! in that moment of fear, Broke, mildly, Hope's tremulous ray ; The accents of Mercy fell soft on my ear, And thus seem'd the seraph to say : — CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 283 " Look — look to thy crucified Lord I See where he lies bleeding for thee ! Hark ! — ' Come, I will save thee ! ' — Believe on his word Flee — flee to the refuge — oh, flee ! " I heard, I obey'd — for his love drew me on — I clung to his cross — and my terrors were gone ! 6 Oh ! sweet was the peace he bestow'd ! Oh! pure were the raptures I knew! My blood-ransom'd spirit with gratitude glow'd— To serve — to obey him, I flew : All — all I had once long'd to gain Was now but accounted as dross ; Earth's riches, and honors, and pleasures — how vain ! I gloried alone in his cross ! For Jesus alone it was pleasure to live — My life for his sake I was ready to give ! 7 That life I at length shall resign, And a better receive at his hand: He will raise me, to shine in his image divine, — With him in his glory to stand ! Already the gloom is withdrawn ; Already has Misery fled ; • . Already the day is beginning to dawn, And the crown is approaching my head : I shall see him, and dwell with him — ever shall see, — For ever shall dwell, dearest Saviour, with thee ! 8 Religion ! — I make thee my choice : Thine aspect to me is more bright, — Far sweeter to me is the sound of thy voice, Than ever was earthly delight : Repentance may stand at thy side, — Affliction may walk in thy train, — But Faith, at thy bidding, my footsteps shall guide, And Hope my faint spirit sustain ; And charity— love which for ever shall glow — Shall fill me with rapture earth cannot bestow. 8.8.6. 8.8.6. Cowper. The Enchantment dissolved. 2 Cor. v. 17. BLINDED in youth, by Satan's arts, The world, to our unpractis'd hearts, A flatt'riug prospect shows ; Our fancy forms a thousand schemes Of gay delights, and golden dreams, And undisturb'd repose. 2 But, while we listen with surprise, The charm dissolves, the vision dies,— 'Tis but enchanted ground : And if the Lord our spirit touch, The world, which promis'd us so much, A wilderness is found. 3 At first we start, and feel distress'd, Convinc'd we never can have rest In such a wretched place ; But he, whose mercy breaks the charm, Reveals his own almighty arm, And bids us seek his face. 4 Then we begin to live indeed, When from our sin and bondage freed, By this beloved Friend ; We follow him from day to day, Assur'd of grace through all the way, And glory at the end. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 284. C. M. COWPER. Commencement of Spiritual Life ; or, the Happy Change. 2 Cor. v. 17. HOW blest thy creature is, O Lord, When with a single eye He views the lustre of thy word, — The day-spring from on high ! 2 Through all the storms that veil the skies, And frown on earthly things, The Sun of righteousness he eyes, With healing on his wings. 3 The soul, a dreary province, once, Of Satan's dark domain, Feels a new empire form'd within, And owns a heav'nly reign. 4 The glorious orb, whose golden beams The fruitful year control, Since first, obedient to thy word, He started from the goal — 5 Has cheerM the nations with the joys His orient rays impart; But, Jesus, 'tis thy light alone Can shine upon the heart ! 285. D. L. M. Cunningham. Enjoyments unattainable in the World, found in God. Matt. vii. 11. Luke xi. 13. HOW oft the world's alluring smile Has tempted, only to beguile ! It promis'd health — in one short hour Perish'd the fair, but tender flow'r ; It promis'd riches — in a day They made them wings and fled away ; It promis'd friends — all sought their own, And left my widow'd heart alone. 2 Lord I with the barren service spent, To thee my suppliant knee I bent : And found in thee a Father's grace, — His hand, his heart, his faithfulness; — The voice of peace, the smile of love, The bread that feeds thy saints above ; And tasted in this world of woe, A joy its children never know. JbO. c. M. Doddridge. Asking the Way to Sion. Jer. 1. 5. INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way That leads to Sion's hill ; And thither set your steady face, With a determin'd will. 2 Invite the strangers all around Your pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel, Of faith and love divine. 3 Oh ! come, and to his temple haste, And seek his favor there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour your fervent pray'r. 4 Oh ! come, and join your souls to God, In everlasting bands ; And seize the blessings he bestows, With thankful hearts and hands. 287. 148th. From Jane Taylor. Desiring to part with the World for the Saviour. Matt. xix. 21. Mark x. 21. Luke xviii. 22. COME, my fond, flutt'ring heart,— Come, struggle to be free : Thou and the world must part, However hard it be : My trembling spirit owns it just, But still lies cleaving to the dust. 2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear— Ye dearest idols, fall : My love ye must not share ; Jesus shall have it all : Though painful and acute the smart, His love can heal the bleeding heart. 3 Ye fair, enchanting throng, Ye golden dreams, adieu ! Earth has prevail'd too long ; Too long I've cherish'd you : Forbidden joys of early years Demand my penitential tears. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. In Gilead there is balm, A kind Physician there, My fever'd mind to calm, And save me from despair : Aid me, dear Saviour ! set me free ; My all I would resign for 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 earthly joys depart, And reign unrivall'd in my heart ! 288. L.M. Watts. Farewell to tlte World. 1 John ii. 15. DEAD be my heart to all below ; To mortal joys and mortal cares ; To sensual bliss, that charms us so, Be dark, my eyes, — and deaf, my ears. 2 All earthly joys are overweigh'd With mountains of vexatious care ; And Where's the sweet that is not laid A bait to some destructive snare ? 3 Begone for ever, mortal things ! Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell ! Angels aspire on lofty wings, And leave the globe for ants to dwell. 4 Come, heav'n, and fill my vast desires; My thoughts, pursue the sov'reign good : My soul was made of heav'nly fires, Nor can she live on meaner food. 289- L. M. Steele. Bidding adieu to Earthly Pleasures. 1 John ii. 15. YE gay deceivers of the mind, Ye dreams of happiness, adieu : No more your soft enchantments bind ; This heart was never made for you. 2 The brightest joy your smile can boast Is but a moment's glitt'ring light; It sparkles now, and now 'tis lost — Extinguish'd in the shades of night. Begone, with all your soothing charms : Pleasure on earth ! — empty name ! Superior joy my bosom warms, And Heav'n approves the sacred flame. 4 To perfect bliss my soul aspires, That shines with never-fading ray ; Nothing can satiate my desires But full delight, and endless joy. 5 Blest be the kind, the gracious pow*r. That gently call'd, and bade me rise; And taught my nobler thoughts to soar To happiness beyond the skie3. 290. CM. Heginbothom. Resigning the World for Heaven. Matt. xix. 21. Mark x. 21. Luke xii. 33. xviii. 22. NO !— I will cleave to earth no more No more its joys pursue : My heart disdains the flatt'ring snare, And bids the world adieu. 2 Farewell, vain world ! to all thy bliss, To all thy glitt'ring store ; Thine airy dreams, thy specious charms. Delude my eyes no more. 3 To nobler realms my ardent hopes With sweet ambition rise ; No thief can steal, no rust devour, Nor moth corrupt my joys. 4 My soul, by pow'r divine securM From ev'ry painful fear, Shall see eternal ages roll, And still be happy there. 291 L. M. B. Seward. Deadness to the World. Gal. vi. 14. COME, blessed Jesus, quickly come, And mark the bright, celestial way Within my breast erect thy throne, Nor let me faint through long delay. 2 I'm weary of these earthly toys,— The world, and all its flatt'ring charms ; My heart aspires to purer joys, And Christ alone my bosom warms. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. With coldness and contempt I view These vain, these transitory scenes ; Since grace has form'd my heart anew, And wak'd me from delusive dreams. 4 My hope, my treasure, and my rest, My heart — my all is fix'd above ; The kingdoms of the world possess'd Are vain without my Saviour's love. 292. CM. Newton. Old things are passed away. 2 Cor. v. 17. 1 John ii. 15. ET worldly minds the world pursue, I It has no charms for me ; 293. Once I admir'd its trifles too, But grace has set me free. 2 Its pleasures now no longer please ; No more content afford : Far from my heart be joys like these, Now I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of op'ning day The stars are all conceal'd ; So earthly pleasures fade away When Jesus is reveal'd. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice ; I bid them all depart : His name, his love, his gracious voice, Have fix'd my roving heart. Old 50th. Parting with all for Christ. Matt. xix. 27. Mark x. 2S. Luke xviii. 28. v. 11. FREELY, for thee, dear Saviour, I forego All earthly joys, and welcome want and woe : For thee the world's contempt and shame sustain, And count reproach and poverty my gain : The rich and great may boast their proud possession ; I'm rich and happy with thine approbation. 2 Were all the worlds of light and glory mine, Blest with thy smiles, I could the whole resign : Worldlings, for me, might seize the mighty store ; If thou art mine, I never can be poor: Thou art my never-failing spring of pleasure, My boundless bliss, my never-wasting treasure. ^94. 8.8.6. 8.8.6. Scsannah Harrison. The Christian's Choice. Ps. cxix. 111. 173. TELL me no more of earthly toys, Of sinful mirth, of carnal joys, — The things I lov'd before : Let me but view my Saviour's face, \n\ feel his animating grace, And I desire no more. Tell me no more of fame and wealth ; Tell me no more of ease and health ; For these have all their snares : Let me but know my sins forgiv'n,— But see my name enioll'd in heav'n,- An(] I am free from cares. Tell me no more of loftj Um'rs, Delightful gardens, fragrant bow'rs For these are trifiine things : Tin- little room for me deslgn'd Will suit as well my easj mind As palaces of king! CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. Tell me no more of crowding guests, Of sumptuous feasts and gaudy dress, Extravagance and waste : My little table, only spread [bread, With wholesome herbs and wholesome Will better suit my taste. 5 Give me a Bible in my hand, — A heart to read and understand That sure, unerring word ; — I'd urge no company to stay, But sit alone from day to day, And converse with the Lord. ^cM. C. M. Doddridge. The Choice of Moses. Heb. xi. 24—26. MY soul, with all thy waken'd pow'rs, Survey the heav'nly prize ; Nor let these glitt'ring toys of earth Allure thy wand'ring eyes. 2 The splendid crown which Moses sought Still beams around his brow ; Though soon great Pharaoh's sceptred pride Was taught by death to how. 3 The joys and treasures of a day We cheerfully resign ; Rich in that large, immortal store, SecurM by grace divine. 4 Let fools our wiser choice deride ; Angels and God approve ; Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell, Our steadfast souls shall move. 5 With ardent eyes, that bright reward We daily would survey; And in the blooming prospect lose The sorrows of the way. Engage this roving, treach'rous heart To fix on Mary's better part ; To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storm3 arise ; Let tempests mingle earth and skies; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasure with me bear. 4 If thou, my Saviour, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. Q 96. L. M. Doddridge. Mary's Happy Choice. Luke x. 42. BESET with snares on ev'ry hand, In life's uncertain path I stand : Saviour divine, diffuse thy light, To guide mv doubtful footsteps right. K " 297 L. H. Cowper. Choosing the Harrow Way. Matt. vii. 13, 14. Luke xiii. 24. WHAT thousands never knew the road ! What thousands hate it when 'tis known ! None but the chosen tribes of God Will seek or choose it for their own. 2 A thousand ways in ruin end ; One only leads to joys on high : By that my willing steps ascend, Pleas'd with a journey to the sky. 3 No more I ask, or hope to find, Delight or happiness below : Sorrow may well possess the mind That feeds where thorns and thistles grow. 4 The joy that fades is not for me ; I seek immortal joys above : There glory without end shall be The bright reward of faith and love. -^yo. 7s. Montgomery. Choosing the Portion of God's Heritage. Ruth i. 16, 17. Is. xliv. 5. 2 Cor. viii. 5. Jer. 1. 5. PEOPLE of the living God ! I have sought the world around.— Paths of sin and sorrow trod, — Peace and comfort nowhere found. 2 Now, to yon my spirit turns, — Turns — a fugitive unblest : Brethren, where your altar burns, There, with you I long to rest. CHRISTIAN. The Yovmg Convert, and Christian Profession. Lonely I DO longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; Where yon dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave: — 4 Mine the God whom you adore; Your Redeemer shall be mine : Earth can fill my heart no more; Ev'ry idol I resign. Oh ! they are things of little worth, Weigh'd with one smile from Thee Thy sniffings, Lord, were deeper, far, Than all these stingless trifles are ! 299- L. M. GlUGG. Xot ashamed of Christ. Mark viii. 38. Luke ix. 26. Acts v. 41. JESUS ! and shall it ever be— A mortal man asham'd of thee? Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise? Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Asham'd of Jesus? sooner far Let ev'ning blush to own a star ! He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus 1 just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon! — 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star! bid darkness flee. 4 Asham'd of Jesus ? that dear friend On whom my hopes of heav'n depend? No ! when I blush, be this my shame,— That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus? yes, I may When I've no guilt to wash away, — No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save ! 6 Till then — (nor is my boasting vain) — Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! And oh ! may this my glory be, — That Christ is not asham'd of me ! Ah ! should I fear to own thy name, And shudder at a frown, — How could I bear the martyr's flame, And win the martyr's crown ? Shame ! in this day of peace, to fear The sinner's jest, the scorner's sneer. 3 If while on earth I feel no shame To own my Saviour's love, He will confess my worthless name Before the hosts above : Oh, happy barter! — to have giv'n Earth's fading fame for that of heav'n 300. 8.6. S.8. Edmeston. Whosoever shall confess me before men, him shall the Son of man also confess before the angels of God. Luke xii. 8, 9. Matt. x. 32, 33. Heb. xiii. 13. TH E taunts and frowns of men on earth, What are thev all to me J 301. 7.6. 7.6. 7.7. 7. Toplady's Col. / determined not to know any thirty among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified. 1 Cor. ii. 2. Gal. vi. 14. VAIN, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good ; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me w ith his blood ; All thy pleasures I forego, — All thy wealth, and all thy pride : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2 Turning to my rest again, The Saviour I adore ; He relieves my grief and pain, And bids me weep no more : Rivers of salvation flow From his head, his hands, his side : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3 Him to know, is life and peace, And pleasure without end ; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend, — Daily in his grace to grow, In his favor to abide: Only Jesus will I know And Jesus crucified. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. Him, in all my works, I seek, Who hung upon the tree ; Only of his love I speak Who freely died for me : While I sojourn here below Nothing I desire beside ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 302 L. M. STEELi Self-surrender to the Lord. Is. xliv. 5. Zech. xiii. 9. 2 Cor. viii. 5. THEE, dearest Lord, my heart adores ; I would be thine, and only thine ; To thee my heart, and all its pow'rs, I would with full consent resign. 2 But ah ! this weak, inconstant mind, How frail ! how prone from thee to stray ! Trifles, as empty is the wind, Can tempt my roving thoughts away. 3 Sure I am thine — or why this load When earthly vanities beguile 1 Why do I mourn an absent God, And languish for thy cheering smile ? 4 If thou return, how sweet the joy ! Though mix'd with penitential smart : Then I despise each tempting toy, And long to give thee all my heart. 5 Come, Lord, thy sov'reign pow'r display, — Resistless pow'r of love divine ! — And drive these hated foes away, And make me thine — entirely thine ! 303. 7a. BOWRING. Self surrender to the Lord. Is. xliv. 5. Zech. xiii. 9. 2 Cor. viii. 5. ALL that I possess is thine ; All I have to thee I owe; Dare I call my being mine? Life, or breath, or comfort 1 — No ! Lord ! I dedicate to thee All that thou hast giv'n to me. Thou wilt be my Father yet, Kind as thou hast ever been ; Can thy love thy child forget, Wand'ring through this twilight scene I Never! — oh! how sweet to me Tis to trust my all with thee ! 3 Should my heart a moment fail, Should my steps a moment stray, — Traveling through this tearful vale, — Guide me in the narrow way ; In the way that leads me on, To thy glory, to thy throne. 304. CM. Watts. The Heart given auay. ' Pr. xxiii. 20. IF there be passions in my soul, — (And passions sure there be l) Now they are all at thy controul, My Jesus, all for thee. 2 If love, that pleasing pow'r, can rpst In hearts so hard as mine, — Come, dearest Saviour, to my brea«t, For all my Jove is thine. 3 Let the gay world, with treach'rons art, Allure my eyes in vain ; I have convey'd away my heart, Ne'er to return again. 4 I feel my warmest passions dead To all that earth can boast : This soul of mine was never made For vanity and dust. 5 Now, I can fix my thoughts above, Amid these flatt'ring charms ; Till the dear Lord that has my love Shall call me to his arms. OUO. CM. Doddeidce. Sincere Love to Jesus Christ. John xxi. 15 — 17. DO not I love thee, my Lord ? Behold my heart, and see; And turn each cursed idol out, That dares to rival thee. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. Do not I love thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to ev'ry joy When Jesus cannot move. 3 h not thy name melodious still To ray attentive ear 1 Does not each pulse with pleasure bound .My Saviour's voice to hear? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed ? Hast thou a foe, before whose face I fear thy cause to plead 1 5 Would not my ardent spirit vie With angels round the throne, To execute thy sacred will, And make thy glory known 1 G Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; But oh ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. 306. CM. Heginbothom. Supreme Love to Jesus Christ. John xxi. 15—17. BLEST Jesus .' when my soaring thoughts O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost — In wonder, joy, and love ! 2 Not softest strains can charm my ears Like thy beloved name ; Nor aught beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame. 308. 10a Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes Unnumber'd blessings see; But what is life, with all its bliss, If once compar'd with thee ? 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? Search, Lord, for thou canst tell If aught can raise my passions thus, Or please my soul so well. 5 No — thou art precious to my heart, My portion and my joy : For ever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. 6 When nature faints ; — around my bed Oh ! let thy glories shine : And Death shall all his terrors lose, In raptures so divine. OK) { . 8.8.G. 8.8. 8.6. Watts. Love to Christ stronger than Death. Cant. viii. 6. NOT the rich world of minds above Can pay the mighty debt of love I owe to Christ my God : With suff'rings none but he could feel, He sav'd my guilty soul from hell : Not the first seraph's tongue can tell The value of his blood. 2 Kindly he seiz'd me in his arms, From the false world's delusive charms, With force divinely sweet: Had I ten thousand lives my own, At his demand, with cheerful hand, I'd pay the vital treasure down In tributes at his feet, Cowper's Giion. / delight to do thy will, my God. Ps. id. 8. TO me 'tis equal whether Love ordain My life or death— appoint me pain or er My soul perceives no real ill in pain ; In ease or health no real good she sees. One good she covets, and that good alone, To choose thy will, from selfish bias free ; And to prefer a cottage to a throne, And grief to comfort— if it pleases thee. CHRISTIAN. Tlie Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 309. C. M. Steele. Jesus Christ the Christian's best Beloved. Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 1 Pet. ii. 7. DEAR centre of my best desires, And sovereign of my heart ! What sweet delight thy name inspires! What bliss thy smiles impart ! 2 Too oft, alas ! my passions rove In search of meaner charms; Trifles, unworthy of my love, Divide me from thine arms. 3 Ye teasing vanities, depart ; I seek my gracious Lord : No balm to heal my aching heart Can all your joys afford. 4 Come, dearest Lord, with pow'r divine, And drive thy foes away ; Oh ! make my heart, my passions thine, Nor ever let me stray. 310. L. M. Stkele. Jesus Christ the Christian's best Portion. Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 1 Pet. ii. 7. O DEARER to my thankful heart Than all the circling sun surveys ! Thy presence only can impart Light, peace, and gladness, to my days. 2 Beneath thy soul-reviving ray, Ev'n cold arfliction's wintry gloom Shall brighten into vernal day, And hopes and joys immortal bloom. 3 Vain world, begone, with all thy toys; I have no room for trifles here : My heart aspires to nobler joys ; Thy fairest glories disappear. 4 Bright realms of bliss, where Jesus reigns, My wish, my care, my hope invite ; Where rapturM seraphs tune their strains To themos of infinite delight. K2 311. 8.7. 8.7. Jesus Christ the Christian's best Portion. Ps. Ixxiii. 25. John xv. 18, 19. Phil. iii. 7, 8. GRACIOUS Saviour, smile upon me ; Arm me with thy Spirit's might ; Foes may hate, and friends may scorn me — Show thy face, and all is bright. 2 Let the world despise and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too : Human hearts and looks deceive me ; Thou art not like them— untrue. 3 Go, then, — earthly fame and treasure ; Come, — disaster, scorn, and pain : In thy service, pain is pleasure ; With thy favor, loss is gain. 312. C. M. Steele. God my only Happiness. Ps. xvi. 11. xxx. 5. lxiii. 3. WHEN, fill'd with grief, my anxious heart To thee, my God, complains,— Sweet pleasure mingles with the smart, And softens all my pains. 2 Earth flies, with all her soothing charms, Nor I the loss deplore ; No more, ye phantoms, mock my arms, Nor teaze my spirit more. 3 I languish for superior joy To all that earth bestows ; For pleasure which can never cloy, Nor change, nor period knows. 4 Still must the scenes of bliss remain Conceal'd from mortal eyes ? And must my wishes rise in vaiu, And never reach the skies? 5 My God, oh ! could I call thee mice, Without a wav'ring fear, This would be happiness divine — A heav'n of pleasure here ! 6 This joy my wishes long to find ; To this my heart aspires ; A bliss, immortal as the mind, And vast as its desires ! CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. OXkJ. ios. Whom have I in heaven but thee ? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. Ps. lxxiii. 25. GOD of my life ! to thee my soul aspires ; Thou blissful centre of my chief desires! Thy love alone has fix'd my steadfast choice ; Thou art my hope, the spring of all my joys. 2 The midnight echoes at thy name shall wake, And on their -wings the joyful burthen take ; While one bright smile from thee, one pleasing ray, Through the still shades shall dart celestial day. 3 In vain the tempting world its glory shows ; Its highest bliss can yield me no repose : Thou art my rest, my vain pursuits are o'er; Here let me fix, and never wander more. 314. Newton. Whom have I in heaven but thee ? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. Ps. lxxiii. 25. 1 Pet. ii. 7. HOW tedious and tasteless the hours When Jesus no longer I see ! Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flow'rs, Have lost all their sweetness with me : The midsummer sun shines but dim ; The fields strive in vain to look gay : — But when I am happy in him December 's as pleasant as May. 2 His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice : I should, were he always so nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear ; No mortal 60 happy as I, — My Euminer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resign'd, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind : While blest with a sense of his love A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove If Jesus should dwell with me there. Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song; Say, why do I languish and pine, And why are my winters so long 1 Oh ! drive these dark clouds from my sky Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; Or take me, dear Saviour, on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. 315. 3.8.8. or 113th. Whom hare I in heaven but thee ? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. Ps. lxxiii. 25. 1 Pet. ii. 7. JESUS, to thee I lift ray eyes; For whom have I beneath the skies, Compar'd with thee, I so much prize 1 2 The mid-day sun is dark to me, Tempest and gloom is all I see, While I am absent, Lord, from thee. 3 When, with the closing day, I rest, From all its toils and cares releas'd, Lord, without thee I'm still nnblest. 4 But if my Saviour be with me, 1 shall enjoy whate'er I see,— Thyself in all— and all in thee. CHRISTIAN. The Young Convert, and Christian Profession. 316. C. M. Doddridge. Jesus Christ precious to them that believe. 1 Pet. ii. 7. Ps. lxxiii. 25. JESUS, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to my ear ; Fain would I sound it out so load That earth and heav'n might hear. 2 Yes, — thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust ! Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. All my capacious pow'rs can wish In thee most richly meet; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, — The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last, lab'ring breath ; And, dying, clasp thee in my arms, — The antidote of death. Christian Graces. O 1 / . 8.8. 8.8.8. Bowring. Building upon a Rock. Matt. vii. 24—27. Luke vi. 48, 49. HE builds his house upon the sand Who builds, Lord ! on aught but thee: He is a wand'rer in the land, Who seeks for any guiding hand But thine — our best security. 2 He builds his house upon a rock Who makes thy word his hope and trust ; And flood and flame and tempest-shock In vain may rage ; — they cannot rock The steadfast temple of the just. 318. CM. Dr. Ryland. Delight in God. Ps. xxxvii. 4. Is. lviii. 14. OLORD ! I would delight in thee, And on thy care depend ; To thee in ev'ry trouble flee, — My best, my only friend. 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fulness is the same ; May I with this be satisfied, And glory in thy name ! 3 Why should the soul a drop bemoan, Who has a fountain near; — A fountain, which will ever run With waters sweet and clear ? No good in creatures can be found But may be found in thee ; I must have all things and abound While God is God to me. 5 Oh ! that I had a stronger faith, To look within the veil, — To credit what my Saviour saith, Whose word can never fail ! 6 He that has made my heav'n secure Will here all good provide : While Christ is rich can I be poor ? What can I want beside ? 7 Lord ! I cast my care on thee ; I triumph and adore : Henceforth, my great concern shall be To love and please thee more. 319 C. M. Steele. Faith. Luke xvii. 5. 2 Cor. v. 7. AH ! why should this mistaken mind Still rove with restless pain 1 Delight on earth expect to find, Yet still expect in vain? 2 Faith, rising upward, points her view To regions in the skies There, lovelier scenes than Eden knew In bright perspective rise. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. Oh ! if this heav'n-born grace were mine, Would not my spirit soar? — Transported, gaze on joys divine, And cleave to earth no more ? 4 If in my heart true faith appear, How weak the sacred ray ! Feebly aspiring, press'd with fear, Almost it dies away ! 5 Thou from whose almighty breath It first began to rise, Disperse these mists, these dregs of earth, And bid it reach the skies. 6 Let my bewilderM mind no more On earth delight to rove; But with celestial ardor soar To endless joys above. yjZ.\J» L. M. CONDER. Following the Redeemer. Matt. xix. 21. Mark x. 21. Luke xviii. 22. HOW shall I follow him I serve ? How shall I copy him I love 1 Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve Which lead me to his seat above ? 2 Privation. 8 , sorrows, bitter scorn, The toil of life, the mean abode, The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,— Ace these the consecrated road? 3 Oli ! should my path through snrTring lie, Forbid it I should e'er repine ! Still let me turn to Calvary, Nor heed my griefs, rememb'rLug thine. oJtX. L. M. Cunningham. Forsaking all for Cmist. Matt. xix. 21—29. Mark x. 21—30. Luke xviii. 22—30. AH ! who would rashly quit the nest | Where oft the heart has sunk to rest; And through the gloomy skies of night Attempt the lone, and needless Bight ? 2 Yet, when the voice which rules the skies Calls to my heart, and bids it rise, No earthly love my flight shall stay : 1 quit the nest, and break away. Domestic bonds — these, these are dear As aught that soothes the spirit here ; Yet, Lord, from all, the heart shall flee, Which chains the struggling soul from thee. 322, L. M. DODDBIDGE. Growing in Grace. Ps. xcii. 12. Hos. xiv. 5. Eph. iv. 15. 2 Pet. iii. 18. PRAISE to thy name, Eternal God, For all thy grace diffus'd abroad, — For all thine influence from above, To warm our souls with sacred love. 2 Blest be thy hand, which from the skie* Brought down this plant of paradise ; And gave its heav'nly beauties birth To deck this wilderness of earth. 3 But why does that celestial floVr Open, and thrive, and shine no more 1 Where are its balmy odors fled? And why reclines its beauteous bead 1 4 Too plain, alas ! the languor shows Th' unkindly soil in which it grows ; Where the black frost and beating storm Wither and rend its tender form. 5 Unchanging Sun ! thy beams display, To drive the frost and storms away ; Make all thy potent virtues known, To cheer a plant so much thine own. 6 And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow Fresh gales of heav'u on shrubs below ; So shall they grow, and breathe abroad A fragrance grateful to our God. OZo. L. M. Cow per. Hatred of Sin. Prov. viii. 13. OHOLY Lord ! I love thy truth, Nor would the least commandment slight ; Yet, pieic'd by sin, the serpent's tooth, I mourn the anguish of the bite. o But, though the poison lurks within, Hope bids me still with patience wail, Till death shall sit me free from sin, — Free from the only thing I hate. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. Had I a throne above the rest, Where angels and archangels dwell, One sin, unslain within my breast, Would make that heav'n as dark as hell. 4 The pris'ner, sent to breathe fresh air, And blest with liberty again, Would mourn, were he condemn'd to wear One link of all his former chain. 5 But oh ! no foe invades the bliss, When glory crowns the Christian's head ; One view of Jesus as he is Will strike all sin for ever dead. 324. C. M. Steele. Aspiring toward Heaven. Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. VAIN world, begone, nor vex my heart With thy deluding wiles ; Hence, empty promiser, depart, With all thy soothing smiles. 2 Superior bliss invites my eyes, Delight unmix'd with woe ; Now let my nobler thoughts arise To joys unknown below. 3 Yon starry plains, how bright they shine, With radiant specks of light ; Fair pavement of the courts divine, That sparkles on the sight ! 4 'Tis distance lessens ev'ry star : Could I behold them nigh, Bright worlds of wonder would appear To my astonish'd eye ! 5 Thus heav'nly joys attract my eyes ; My heart the lustre warms : But, could I reach those upper skies, How infinite their charms! 6 Come, heav'n-born faith, and aid my flight, And guide my rising thought, Till earth, still less'ning to my sight, Shall vanish quite forgot. 325. S. M. Watts. Looking Upward. Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. THE heav'ns invite my eye ; The stars salute me round ; Father, I blush, I mourn to lie Thus grov'lling on the ground. 2 My warmer spirits move, And make attempts to fly ; Oh ! for the wings of faith and love, To raise my soul on high ! — 3 Beyond those crystal vaults, And all their sparkling balls : They 're but the porches to thy courts, The paintings on thy walls. 4 Vain world ! farewell to yon ; Heav'n is my native air : I bid my friends a short adien, Impatient to be there. 326. L. M. From a Translation of Watts's Latin- Ode. Excitation of the Heart toward Heaven. Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. ARISE, my soul ! thy fetters burst ; The world despise, with all its joys : Oft are its richest bounties cnrs'd, And all its charms are gilded toys. 2 Leave the dull clay, and soar above ; For there He dwells — thy bliss, thy crown, Thy life, the centre of thy love ; — Jesus, a name of blest renown ! 3 Should hell's black legions all arise, Or Sinai's thunders round thee roar; Mercy will lead thee to the skies, And shield thee from their utmost pow'r. 4 Rise then, my soul, — by faith ascend, And now begin thy heav'nly joy ; One smile from thine Almighty Friend Will a whole world of cares destroy. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 327 8.8.8. or 113th. From Watts's Latin Ode ; translated by Dr. Gibbons. .Excitation of the Heart toward Heaven. Col. iii. l, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. WHAT ! shall whole ages wear away, And I, a willing pris'ner, stay Immur'd within these walls of clay ? 2 The porch, the open door, I see : Shall both conspire to set me free, And I start back from liberty? 3 Shall 1 not pant t' ascend the road That leads to yon sublime abode, — The palace of my Father, God ? 4 From this vile flesh, what countless ills Arise ! now, fear my bosom chills, Now, grief in trickling tears distils. 5 On this poor spot, where can 1 find Pleasures of such exalted kind, To fill the wishes of the mind? 6 Jesus, my love, far — far from sight, Midst stars and seraphs, pure and bright, Dwells, high ehthron'd ia worlds of light. 7 Thither should I attempt to go, Th' Almighty would no thunders throw; Nor would one cloud obscure his brow. 8 Himself invites me to the skies ; Wings of swift flame his love supplies : — From sin and all its sorrows rise! 328. 8.8.6. Watts's Latin Ode translated* From New Evan. Mag. Jactitation of the Heart toward Heaven. Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. HOW long, my soul, wilt thou delay In this vile tenement of clay, Nor burst thy prison door ? Why dost thou thus refuse the flight ; Nor pant to climb th' ethereal height, And tread thy Father's floor ? Born from the flesh, a thousand foes Conspire to rob thee of repose, And ceaseless tumult bring : Sorrow and fear fly round thy heart ; And sin essays her utmost art To plunge her venom'd sting. 3 No pleasures on this earth appear : Thy dearest friend — he is not here, — Thy Saviour, far away : Bright angels guard his flaming car, As round he visits ev'ry star, And pours celestial day. 4 [wide : Then plume thy wings, and stretch them Wings are not now to man denied ; But he may cleave the sky : — To heav'n's eternal summit soar, Nor fear the thunder's angry roar, — For God invites thee nigh. 3<£[)' 7. C. 7.6. 7.7. 7.6. Madan's Col. Rising Heavenward. Col. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings ; Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things To heav'n, thy native place : Sun and moon aud stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove: Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepar'd above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun, — Both tending to their source : So a soul that 's born of God Pants to view his glorious face, — Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; Press onward to the prize ; Soon the Saviour will return, Triumphant, in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be giv'n; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchang'd for heav'n. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 330. L. M. Gibbons. Htiiny to God. Col. iii. 1,2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. NOW let our souls, on wings sublime, Rise from the vanities of time ; Draw back the parting veil, and see The glories of eternity. 2 Born by a new, celestial birth, Why should we grovel here on earth ? Why grasp at transitory toys, So near to heav'n's eternal joys 1 3 Shall anght beguile us on the road, When we are walking back to God ? For strangers into life we come, And dying is but going home. 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge, That sets our longing souls at large ! Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, And gives us with our God to dwell. 5 To dwell with God, to feel his love, Is the full heav'n enjcy'd above ; And the sweet expectation now Is the young dawn of heav'n below. There, beaming from his radiant throne, Immortal splendors, joys unknown, With never-fading lustre shine O'er all the blissful plains. 4 1 Ten thousand times ten thousand tongues There join in rapture-breathing songs, And tune their golden lyres To Jesus, their exalted Lord : Dear name ! how lov'd, and how ador'd ! His love awakes the heav'nly strain, And ev'ry note inspires. 5 | No short-liv'd pleasure there beguiles, But perfect bliss for ever smiles, With undeclining ray : ■ Thither my thoughts would fain ascend, 1 But ah ! to dust and earth they bend, \ Fetter'd with empty vanities, And chain'd to lifeless clay. 6 Dear Lord, and shall I ever be So far from bliss, so far from thee,— An exile from the sky? Oh ! break these chains, my wishes fire, And upward bid my heart aspire : Without thine aid I cannot rise ; Oh ! give me wings to fly. 331. 332. 8.8.6. 8. Steele. Divine Contemplation. Co4. iii. 1, 2. 2 Cor. iv. 18. HOW blest the minds which daily rise To worlds unseen, beyond the skies, And lose this vale of tears .' On heav'a-taught pinions while they soar, And joys unknown to sense explore, How lo*.v the care of mortal life ! How mean its bliss appears .' 2 Oh! for the vsin^s of faith and love, To bear my thoughts and hopes above These little scenes of care — Above these gloomy mists which rise, And pain my heart, and cloud my eyes, — To see the dawn of heav'nly day, And breathe celestial air. 3 Fain wonld I soar and stretch my flight, To reach the sacred courts of light, Where my Redeemer reigns : C. M. Cowper. Holy Joy. 1 Cor. xiii. 6. OTHOU, whose favorable eye The contrite sonl revives, j Holy and heav'nly is the joy Thy shining presence gives. 2 Transgressors, sunk in fatal sleep. Can sin and yet rejoice ! Were they indeed the Saviour's shoe They 'd hear the Saviour's voice. 3 Be mine the comforts that reclaim The soul from Satan's povv'r ; That make me blush for what I am, Aud hate my sin the more. 4 'Tis joy enough, my All in All, Low at thy feet to lie ; Thou wilt not let me lower fall, And higher none can fly. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. ijOO. C. M. Doddridge. Living by Faith in the Son of God. Gal. ii. 20. Phil. i. 21. DEAR Jesus, while in mortal flesh I hold my frail abode, Still would my spirit rest on thee, My Saviour and my God. 2 On thy dear cross I fix my eyes, Then raise them to thy seat ; Till love dissolves my inmost soul, At my Redeemer's feet. 3 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms ; Be dead to ev'ry sin ; And tell the boldest foe without, That Jesus reigns within. 334. S.M. From Cowper's Guion Love Unfeigned. 2 Cor. vi. 6. OTHOU! whose sacred charms These hearts too seldom love, — Although thy peerless glory warms, And blesses all above,— 2 How slow are human things To choose their happiest lot ! O thou all glorious King of kings, Say, why we love thee not. 3 This heart, that cannot rest, Would thine for ever prove— Peaceful and happy, when distress'd, In thine unchanging love. 4 And should it even break Beneath thy chast'ning hand, Tlio' speechless, Lord, its sighs would speak What thou canst understand. 'JOD. 8.8.8.10. Cowper's Guion. Love without Fear. 1 John iv. 18. FOR uncreated charms I burn, Oppress'd by slavish tear no more ; For One in whom I may discern, Kv'n when he frowns, a sweetness I adore. Love causes grief, but 'tis to move And stimulate the slumb'ring mind; And he has never tasted love Who shuns a pang so graciously design'd. 3 Sweet is the cross above all sweets, To souls enamour'd with his smiles ; The keenest woe life ever meets, Love strips of all its terror, and beguiles. 336. 8.7. 8.7. Cowper's Guion. The Comfort of Love. Phil. ii. 1. 1 John iv. 17, 18. PERFECT love has pow'r to soften Cares that might our peace destroy: Nay, does more — transforms them often, Changing sorrow into joy. 2 Sov'reign Love appoints the measure And the number of our pains ; And is pleas'd when we take pleasure In the trials he ordains. 3 Oh ! then, with supreme affection, His paternal will regard ; If it cost us some dejection, Ev'ry sigh has its reward. 337 L.M. Cowper's Gcio.n. The Lore of God, the End of ovrr Existence. 1 Cor. xiii. xiv. 1. 1 Tim. vi. 11. IF life in sorrow must be spent, So be it — I would be content, And meekly wait my last remove, Desiring only growth in love. 2 No bliss I seek, but to fnlfil In life, in death, thy lovely will ; No succors in my woes I want, But what my Lord is pleas'd to grant. 3 Our days are number'd, — let us spare Our anxious hearts a needless care 'Tis thine, to number out our days ; 'Tis ours, t;> give them to thy praise. 4 Love is our only business here ; Love, simple, constant, and sincere : 0!i ! blessed days thy servants see I Thus sweetly spent in pleasing Thee. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 338. COW PER. Lovest thou me ? John xxi. 15—17. HARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 'Tis thy Savionr, hear his word Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; " Say, poor sinner — lov'st thou me ? 2 I delivered thee when bound, And when wounded heal'd thy wound Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light. 3 Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above ; Deeper than the depths beneath ; Free and faithful, strong as death. 4 Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner— lov'st thou me ? " 5 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee, and adore, Oh, for grace to love thee more ! 339. Newtox. Lovest thou me ? John xxi. 15 — 17. TTHIS a point I long to know, JL Oft it causes anxious thought ; Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his, or am I not ? 2 If I love, why am I thus? Why this dull, this lifeless frame ? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name ! 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burthen prove, Ev'ry trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love 1 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild ; Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? L If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do : You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me — is it thus with you? 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sins my grief and shame ; Should I grieve for what I feel If I never lov'd his name ? 7 Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorr'd, Find, at times, the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case ! Thou who art thy people's Sun, Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day. 340. CM. Steele. Loving an Absent Saviour. 1 Pet, i. 8. THRICE happy, who on earth beheld The dear Redeemer's face ; And happy we, who in his word His lovely image trace. 2 Amaz'd, we traverse o'er the scenes Through which the Saviour pass'd ; Each rising proof of love adore, But scarce support the last. 3 Around the cross his glory shines With such refulgent rays, Our feeble faith can scarce sustain Th' unsufferable blaze. 4 We catch the fire, — these icy breasts Are kindled to a flame : Seraphs, describe the love we bear An absent Saviour's name. 5 Love, gratitude, and joy, beat high In ev'ry ravish'd breast; While, with these glimpses of his face By faith our souls are blest. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 341. L.M. Watts. Love to Christ, present or absent. Cant. iii. 1. OF all the joys we mortals know, Jesus, thy love exceeds the rest ! Love! — the best blessing here below, — The nearest image of the blest. 2 Sweet are my thoughts, and soft my cares, When the celestial flame I feel; In all my hopes, in all my fears, There's something kind and pleasiug still. 3 While I am held in his embrace There'3 not a thought attempts to rove ; Each smile he wears upon bis face Fixes, and charms, and fires my love. 4 If he withdraw a moment's space, He leaves a sacred pledge behind ; Here, in this breast, his image stays, The grief and comfort of my mind. 5 While of his absence I complain, And long and weep, as lovers do, There's a strange pleasure in the pain, And tears have their own sweetness too. 6 Jcsos, my God ! yet rather come ; Mine eyes would dwell upon thy face : 'Tia best to see my Lord at home, And feel the presence of his grace. 342. CM. Lying at the Foot of the Cross. SHALL I forsake the blessed cross, Where Jesus hangs for me 1 No, dearest Saviour, I would die Sooner than flee from thee. 2 Let floods and flames, and hail and storms, Their maddest fury try ; In vain they rage, and beat, and roar: Firm and unmov'd I lie. 3 Let men of blood unsheath the sword, And wield the thr*at'ning spear, And wreak their vengeance «n my bead- I can but perish here. Pity a wretched suppliant, Lord, Clasping the sacred tree, Who begs — nor can thy grace deny— One look of love from thee. 5 Then will I bathe thy feet in tears, And kiss each bleeding wound, Whence flows salvation's copious stream*, In which my fears are diown'd. 6 With heav'nly life my soul inspire, And tune my thankful tongue ; So shall a pardon'd sinner's praise Vie with an angel's song. 343. Watts. Nonconformity to the World. Rom. xii. 2. Eph. iv. 1. 17. v. 15. Phil. i. 27. iii. 17—20. 1 Tim. ii. a. BEHOLD the sons, the heirs of God, So dearly bought with Jesus' blood ! Are they not born to heav'nly joys? And shall they stoop to earthly toy»! 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind ? ' Were spirits of celestial kind Made for a jest — for sport, and play, — To wear out time, and waste the day! 3 Does rain discourse, or empty mirth, Well suit the honors of their birth! Shall they be fond of gay attire, Which children love and fools admire ! 4 What, if we wear the richest veM T — Peacocks and flies are better drest : This flesh, with all its gaud) forms, Must drop to du&t and feed the worim, 5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher; Touch our vain souls with sacred fire ; Then, with a heav'n-directed eye, We'll pass these gliit'ring trifles by. 6 We'll look on all the toys below With such disdain as angels do ; And wait the call that bids us ri»e To brighter mansion* in the skie». CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 344. C. If. CoAVPER. Legal Obedience followed by Evangelical. Rom. vii. 6. Gal. iv. 31. NO strength of Nature can suffice To serve the Lord aright ; And what she has she misapplies, For want of clearer light. 2 How long beneath the law I lay In bondage and distress ! And toil'd, the precept to obey — But toil'd without success. 3 Then, to abstain from outward sin Was more than I could do ; Now, if I feel its pow'r within, I feel I hate it too. 4 Then, all my servile works were done A righteousness to raise ; Now, freely chosen in the Son, I freely choose his ways. 5 • What shall I do,' was then the word, 'That I may worthier grow J* • What shall I render to the Lord V Is my inquiry now. 6 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, And hear his pard'ning voice, Changes a slave into a child, And duty into choice. 345. 8.7. 8.7. 7.7. Bowbi.hc. The Obedience of an Undivided Heart. Matt. vi. 24. Pr. iv. 23. Luke xvi. 13. NOT a broken, brief obedience Does the Lord of heav'n demand ; He requires our whole allegiance, Words and deeds, and heart and hand : God will hold divided sway With no deity of clay. 2 Wealth and pomp and pow'r are idol* Worshipp'd by their devotees ; But religion's influence bridles All esteem for things like these : They are trappings, meant to hide The deformities of pride. 3 He who onward moves, pursuing Patiently his heav'nward road, Midst the rocks and midst the ruin Which perplex the path to God — Not by hope or fear betrayed, Not allur'd by vain parade : — 4 He, who, midst the world's delusions, Keeps his heart serene and free, Sheltei J d safe from the intrusions Of unhallow'd vanity ; — He earth's brightest bliss shall share, He heav'n's crown of glory wear. 346. 10s. Joseph Stennett. Penitence. Ps. xxxviii. 18. LORD, hear a penitent, that prostrate lies, And at thy feet for pard'ning mercy cries: To be reveng'd on sin implores thine aid, Bathing with tears the wounds his sins have made. 2 Can he who died for sinners yet despise A sinner's broken heart, and flowing eyes ? Oh, let thy bleeding hands their balm apply ! Thy smile is life — thy frowns would make me die. 3 Kindly resolve my doubts, dispel my fears, Suppress my sighs, and wipe away my tears ; Or, while thy charms my wond'ring thoughts employ, Turn floods of sorrow into tears of joy. " CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 347. 7s. John Taylor. Penitence. Ps. xxxviii. 18. Is. lix. 12. GOD of mercy, God of love, Hear our penitential eong ; Grief should dwell on ev'ry heart, Sorrow rest on ev'ry tongue : Deep remorse for follies past — Talents wasted — time mispent — Hearts debas'd by worldly cares — Thankless for the blessings lent: — 2 Foolish hearts, and fond desires — Vain regrets for things as vain — Lips too seldom us'd to praise — Oft, to murmur and complain : — These, with ev'ry secret fault, Fill'd with shame and grief, we own Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon through thy Son. 348. C. M. Steele. Penitence and Hope. Ps. xxxii. 5 — 7. DEAR Saviour ! when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet, asham'd, I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid? Ah ! vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares detain'd — betray'd From Jesus to depart: — 3 From Jesus, — who alone can give True pleasure, peace, and rest : When absent from my Lord, I live Unsatisfied, unblest. 4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, My wand'ring soul restores : He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 5 Oh ! while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, With pity in thine eye ! Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek thy face; And, grateful, own how kind — how sweet Thy condescending grace. 349. C. M. CoWPBR. The Contrite Heart. Ps. xxxiv. 18. li. 17. Is. lvii. 15. Ixvi. 2. THE Lord will happiness divine On contrite hearts bestow : Then tell me, gracious God, is mine A contrite heart, or no 1 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel ; If aught is felt, 'tis only pain To find I cannot feel. 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd To love thee, if I could ; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that's good. 4 My best desires are faint and few ; Fain would I strive for more ; But, when I cry " My strength renew," Seem weaker than before. 5 Thy saints are comforted, I know, And love the house of pray'r; I therefore go where others go, But find no comfort there. 6 Oh ! make this heart rejoice or ache ; Decide this doubt for me ; And if it be not broken, break, — And heal it, if it be. ODV. 8.7. 8.7. D. Bowrixg. Pure Religion, and Lndefiled. Jam. i. 27. PURE and undefil'd religion, In our Heav'nly Father's sight, Is, to pour on helpless orphans Balm of healing and delight: 'Tis to visit cheerless widows In their darkness and distress : This is undefil'd religion, In its pow'r of blessedness. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. Pure and undefil'd religion, Is, amid the tainted scene, To preserve a heart untainted— Viceless, spotless, and serene : — Still, amid the world's allurements, Fixing all our hopes on high :— This is undefil'd religion, In its true felicity. 351. CM. Hervey. Resignation. Ps. xlvii. 4. Ixxiii. 24. SINCE all the downward tracks of time, God's watchful eye surveys, Oh ! who so wise to choose our lot, And regulate our ways? 2 Good when he gives, supremely good ; Nor less when he denies; Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, Unmeasurably kind 1 To his unerring, gracious will Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 352. C. M. Cowper. Resignation. Acts xxi. 14. OLORD ! my best desires fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort, to thy will ; And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ? 3 No— let me rather freely yield What most I prize, to thee ; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favor all my journey through Thou art engag'd to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, *Tis better still to want. L 2 Wisdom and mercy guide my way ; Shall I resist them both ?— A poor, blind creature of a day, And crush'd before the moth ! G But ah ! my inward spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway ; Else the next cloud that veils my skies Drives all these thoughts away. 353. 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. Cowfer's Guiox. Resignation. 1 Sam. iii. 18. Ps. xvi. 5. OLORD ! in sorrow, I resign My soul to that dear hand of thine, Without reserve or fear ; That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes. Or into smiles of glad surprise Transform the falling tear. 2 I My sole possession is thy love ; In earth beneath, or heav'n above, I have no other store ; And though with fervent suit I pray, And importune thee night and day, I ask thee notiiing more. 3 My hours, with undimiuish'd force And speed, pursue their destin'd course, Obedient to thy will ; Nor would I murmur at my doom, Though still a suff'rer from the womb, And doom'd to sutler still. 4 | By thy command, where'er I stray, \ Sorrow attends me all my way, [ A never-failing friend ; j And if my suff 'rings may augment | Thy praise, behold me well content — j Let sorrow still attend ! I It costs me no regret, that she i Who follow'd Christ should follow me ; And though, where'er she goes, Thorns spring, spontaneous, at her feet. I love her — and extract a sweet From all my bitter woes. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. Jo4. c. If. Beddome. Resignation ; or, God our Portion. 1 Sam. iii. 18. Job i. 21. Ps. xvi. 5. 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 [f thou shouklst take them all away, Yet would I not repine ; Before they were possess'd by me They were entirely thine. 3 Nor would I drop a murm'ring word, Though the whole world were gone ; But seek enduring happiness In thee — and thee alone. 4 What is the world, with all its store ? 'Tis but a bitter sweet : When I attempt to pluck the rose, A pricking thorn I meet. 5 Here, perfect bliss can ne'er be found ; The honey's mix'd with gall : 'Midst changing scenes, a«id dying friends, Be thou my all in all. ODD' 8.6. 8.6. S.S. Conder. ft is the Lord : let him do what seemeth him good. 1 Sam. iii. 18. Job i. 21. WHEN I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, — Bow, all resigned, beneath his rod, And bless his sparing pow'r ; A joy springs up amid distress, — A fountain in the wilderness. 2 Oli ! to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though sorrows fix me there, Ic still a privilege ; and sweet The energies of pray'r, Though sighs and tears its language be, If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. 3 Oh ! blessed be the hand that gave ; Still blessed when it takes : Blessed be He who smites to save, Who heals the heart he breaks: Perfect and true are all his ways, Whom heav'n adores, and death obeys. ODD l. M. Steele. Resignation. Job vii. 16. WEARY of these low scenes of night, My fainting heart grows sick of time; Sighs for the dawn of sweet delight, — Sighs for a distant, happier clime f 2 Ah! why that sigh? — peace, coward heart! And learn to bear thy lot of woe; Reflect — how easy is thy part To what thy fellow-suff'rers know. 3 'Tis just, 'tis right — thus he ordains i Who form'd this animated clod, — That needful cares, instructive pains, Should bring the restless heart to God. 4 In God, my soul, behold thy rest, Nor hope for bliss below the >ky : Come, resignation, to my breast, And silence ev'ry plaintive sigh. 5 Come, faith and hope, celestial pair! Calm resignation waits on you ; Beyond these gloomy scenes of care, Point out a soul-enliv'ning view. 6 Parent of Good ! 'tis thine to give These cheerful graces to the mind ; Smile on my soul, and bid me live, Desiring, hoping, yet resign'd. 7 Thy smile, sweet dawn of endless day! Can make my weary spirit blest; While on my Father's hand I stay, And in his love securely rest. 8 My Father ! dear, delightful name ! Replete with life and joy sincere ! Oh ! wilt thou kindly seal my claim, And banish ev'ry anxious fear I 9 Then shall my cheerful heart survey The toils and dangers of the road ; And, patient, keep the heav'nly way That leads me homeward to my God. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. 3o7« CM. Noel. Resignation and Hope. Job vii. 16. Phil. i. 21. WH EN mnsing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 lis not that murm'ring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will; 'Ti3 not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still : — 3 It is — that harass'd conscience feels The paugs of struggling sin ; And sees, though far, the hand that heals : And ends the strife within : — 4 It is — that heav'n-born faith surveys The path that leads to light ; And longs her eagle-plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight: — 5 It is— that hope with ardor glows, To see him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. JOO. CM. Fawcett. Resignation and Hope. Ps. xxxi. 15. FATHER, my times are in thy hand; My soul submissive lies, Waiting for thy divine command To call me to the skies. 2 The regions of eternal peace Ere long I hope to see : When wilt thou sign my sweet release, And take me home to thee 1 3 Why should I be of death afraid ? If thou art with me there, Though I walk through the darkest shade, I will not yield to fear. 4 Supported by thy sov'reign love, And safe in thine embrace, My willing soul shall mount above, To see thy blissful face. Yet, if thy gracious will ordain My stay on earth awhile, Dear Lord, my fainting heart sustain, And cheer me with thy smile. 6 If thou my soul with lively faith And heav'nly comfort fill, In health or sickness, life or death, I'll welcome all thy will. 3o9« C. M. Steele. Filial Submission. Heb. xii. 5—7. AND can my heart aspire so high, To say, " My Father, God ! " Lord, at thy feet I long to lie, And learn to kiss the rod. 2 I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise ; Let ev'ry anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, And bid me wait serene ; Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 4 My Father! — oh! permit my heart To plead her humble claim; And ask the bliss those words impart, In my Redeemer's name. 360. C. M. Self Denial. Matt. xix. 21. Luke xiv. 33. xviii. 22. Mark x. 21. AND must I part with all I have, My dearest Lord, for thee? It is but right! since thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go !— one look from thee Will more than make amends For all the losses I sustain, Of credit — riches — friends. 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives- How worthless they appear, Compar'd with thee — Supremely Good! Divinely Bright and Fair ! CHRISTIAN, Christian Graces. Saviour of souls ! could I from thee A single smile obtain, Though destitute of all things else, I'd glory in my gain. 361. 7i. CowrER's Guion. Self Diffidence. Pr. xxviii. 26. SOURCE of Love, and Light of Day, Tear me from myself away ; Ev'ry view and thought of mine, Cast into the mould of thine. 2 Can I grieve thee, whom I love,— Thee, in whom I live and move 1 If my sorrow touch thee still, Save me from so great an ill ! 3 Oh! tli' oppressive, irksome weight Felt in an uncertain state ! Comfort, peace, and rest, adien, Should I prove at last untrue ! 4 Still I choose thee, follow still Ev'ry notice of thy will ; But, unstable, strangely weak, Still let slip the good I seek. 5 Trusting self, a broken reed, Is to be deceiv'd indeed ; Save me from this harm and loss, Lest my gold be turn'd to dross. 362. Montgomery. Sympathy. Rom. xii. 15. 'ITjT O'W sweet is the tear of regret, JO. That drops from humanity's eye! How lovely the cheek that is wet— The bosom that heaves with a sigh .' This world is a sorrowful stage, A valley of weeping and woe ; From childhood to tremulous age, The tear, uninvited, will flow. 2 Our own, or another's distress, Will force the soft lustres to fall ; Nor can the mild bosom do less Than grieve for the sorrows of all : For he who has nought to impart May, at least, give the wretched a tear; 'Twill comfort the sorrowful heart, When no other comfort is near. 3 The Saviour in sympathy wept, And gave the divinest relief, AVhen he in mortality slept Whose sisters were hopeless in grief: He sorrow'd for Solyma's doom, While sitting on Olivet's steep; He thought on her judgment to come, And pity constrain'd him to weep. 363. CM. Barbauld. Sympathy and Benevolence. Rom. xii. 15. Luke x. 30—37. BLEST is the man whose soft'ning heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never rais'd in vain : — 2 [warmth, Whose breast expands with gen'rou* A stranger's woes to feel ; And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the pow'r to heal. 3 He spreads his kind, supporting armi To ev'ry child of grief ; His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unask'd relief. 4 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow ; He views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 To him protection shall be shown ; And mercy, from above, Descend on those who thus fulfil The perfect law of love. 364. C. M. Steele. Humble Reliance upon God, our Father. Is. xxvi. 3. 2 Cor. vi. 18. MY God, my Father, blissful name ! Oh! may I call thee mine? May I, with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. This only can rny fears controul, And bid my sorrows fly : Wliat harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye ? 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, I cheerfully resign; For thou art good, and just, and wise Oh ! bend my vrill to thine. 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh f give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 365. L. M. Steele. Hwnble Trust. Is. 1. 10. xxvi. 3, 4. WHY should my pining spirit be So long a stranger to my Lord ; Whose promises, diviuely free, Invite me to his sacred word t 2 Does he not bid the weary come, And call the wretched sons of grief To him, their refuge and their home, — Their Heav'nly Friend, their sure relief? 3 Yes, by the kindest, tend'rest names, My Lord invites my humble trust : My diffidence he kindly blames : How soft the censure, and how just! 4 Though all the pow'rs of nature fail, And life's pale, trembling lamp decline ; Thy grace can bid my faith prevail, And give me fortitude divine. 367. 104th. That grace, which bids my hope aspire, Can er'ry anxious fear remove ; And give me all my soul's desire — The full assurance of thy love. 366. Nkwton. Confidence founded on Divine Authority. Gen. xxviii. 15. Josh. i. 5. Is. xli. 10, Heb. xjii. 5. YES— since God himself has said it, On his promise I rely ; His good word demands my credit : What can unbelief reply ? He is strong, and can fulfil : He is truth, and therefore will. 2 As to all the doubts and questions Which my spirit often grieve, These are Satan's dark suggestions, Tempting me to disbelieve : He would fain destroy my hope, But the promise bears it up. 3 Sure the Lord thus far has brought me, By his watchful, tender care ; Sure 'tis he himself has taught me How to seek his face by pray'r : After so much mercy past, Will he give me up at last ? 4 In my Saviour's intercession Still unwav'ring I'll confide : Lord, accept my free confession — I have sinn'd, but Jesus died : This is all I have to plead — This is all the plea I need. Newton. / will trust, and not be afraid. Is. xii. 2. xli. 10. BEGONE, unbelief! my Saviour is near; And for my relief will surely appear : By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform : With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide : Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word he has spoken 6hall surely prevail. CHRISTIAN. Christian Graces. His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through. 4 Why should I complain of want, or distress, Temptation, or pain 1— he told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know, from his word, Through much tribulation must follow their Lord. 5 How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up, that sinners might live 1 His way was much rougher and darker than mine- Did Christ, my Lord, suffer— and shall I repine { 6 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food : Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then — oh, how pleasant the conqueror's song! Christian Privileges. 368. 8.6. 8.6. 8.8. CBUTTENDBN. Adoption, I John iii. 1, 2. LET others boast their ancient line, In long succession great ; In the p»-oud list let heroes shine, And monarchs swell the state: Descending from the King of kings, Each saint a nobler title sings. 2 Pronounce me, gracious God, thy son; Own me an heir divine ; I'll pity princes on the throne When I can call thee mine : Sceptres and crowns unenvied rise, And lose their lustre in mine eyes. 3 Content on earth I pass my days, To all the world unknown ; And wait till thou thy child shalt raise, And seat me near thy throne : No name, no honors, here I crave, Well pleas'd with those beyond the grave, 4 Jesus, my Elder Brother, lives ; With him I too shall reign ; Nor sin, nor death, while he survives, Shall make the promise vain : In him my title stands secure, And shall while endless years endure. 5 When he, in robes divinely bright, Shall once again appear, Thou too, my soul, shalt shine in light, And his full image bear : Enough!— I wait tb' appointed day; Blest Saviour, haste, and come away! 369. 8.8.6. 8.8.6. Cowper's GlION. The Testimony of Divine Adoption. Rom. viii. 14—16. GaL iv. 6. HOW happy are the new-born race, Partakers of adopting grace I How pure the joys they share 1 Hid from the world and all its eyes, Within their heart the blessing lies, And conscience feels it there. 2 The chaste and pure, who fear to grieve The Holy Spirit they receive, His work distinctly trace; And, strong in undissembled love, Boldly assert, and clearly prove Their hearts his dwelliDg-place. CHRISTIAN. Christian Privileges. messenger of dear delight, Whose roice dispels the deepest night, Sweet peace-proclaiming Dove ! With thee at hand to soothe our pains, No wish unsatisfied remains, No task — but that of love. 4 'Tis love unites what sin divides, The central point where bliss resides; To which the soul once brought, Reclining on the First Great Cause, From his abounding sweetness draws Peace, passing human thuught. 5 Sorrow foregoes its nature there ; And life assumes a tranquil air, Divested of its woes : There, sov'reign goodness soothes the breast, 'Till then incapable of rest, In sacred, sure repose. 370. D. L. M. J.S.Harvey. Say ye to the righteous, it shall be well uith him. It. iii. 10. * Kings iv. 26. Ps. cxix. 65. DESERTED by each faithless friend, When fortune's smiles no more attend, Submissive to his Father's will, The patient Chri>tian trusts him still ; — Still walks in wisdom's pleasant way, And loves to hear, and praise, and pray : His joy and peace, oh, who can tell! In wealth or want — with him " all's well ! " 2 Or passing through death's gloomy vale, When fears invade, and doubts assail, While leaning on the staff and rod Of his unchanging, faithful God, A gleam of heav'nly light appears; The Saviour wipes away his tears : Triumphant over death and hell, In life or death — w ith him " all's well ! " 371. L. M. S. Stennett. Our Bodies the Temples of the Holy Spirit. 1 Cor. vi. 19. John xiv. 17. 1 Cor. iii. 16. 2 Cor. vi. 16. AND will th' offended God again Return, and dwell with sinful men? Will he within this bosom raise A living temple to his praise? Transporting news ! Celestial Guest ! Come, take possession of my breast : Lift up your heads, ye pow'rs within, And let the King of Glory in. 3 Enter, dear Lord, with all thy train; Here live, and here for ever reign ; Thy sceptre o'er my passions sway ; Let love command, and I'll obey. 372. C. M. Cowpbb. Communion with the Saviour. 1 John i. 3. TO tell the Saviour all my wants, How pleasing is the task ! Nor less to praise him, when he grant* Beyond what I can ask. 2 My lab'ring spirit vainly seeks To tell but half the joy ; With how much tenderness he speaks, And helps me to reply. 3 But this, with boldness, I proclaim; Nor care if thousands hear, — Sweet is the odour of his name, Nor life is half so dear. 4 Trust me, I draw the likenese true, And not as fancy paints ; Such honor may he give to you, For such have all his saints. 0(0» L. M. Hbginbothom. A Good Conscience. Acts xxiii. 1. xxiv. 16. 2 Cor. i. 12. 1 Pet iii. 16. SWEET peace of conscience, heav'nly gnest ! Come, fix thy mansion in my breast ; Dispel my doubts, my fears controul, And heal the anguish of my soul. 2 Come, smiliug hope, and joy sincere; Come, make your constant dwelling here; Still let your presence cheer my heart, Nor sin compel you to depart. CHRISTIAN. Christian Privileges. 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 my eyes, without a tear, See death, with all its terrors, near : My heart should then in death rejoice, And raptures tune my falt'ring voice. 5 Nay, should the frame of nature fall, And flames surround this earthly ball ; Ev'n then, my soul without dismay The mighty ruin -would survey. 6 Yes, for beyond these lower skies New worlds salute my longing eyes ; Blest worlds ! where peace her throne maintains, And everlasting glory reigns. 374. CM. Heginbothom. The Christian's Feast. 1 Cor. v. 8. ADIEU to all my fond pursuits ! Ye vain delights, adieu ! My heart to nobler bliss aspires, And better joys than you. 2 Not all the sweets of earth and sen»e Can please th' immortal mind ; Delusive sweets ! that mock our taste, And leave a sting behind. 3 Author of life and endless joy, To thee— to thee I come ; Thou art the centre of my heart, My portion and my home. 4 Give me to taste that sacred food Thy favor'd children eat; Not earth, with all its stores, can yield Such soul-refreshing meat. 5 Let sweet devotion be my feast ; Oh ! teach my heart to pray ; — With thee to hail the morning light, With thee to end the day. (i Let faith, and zeal, and ardent love, Still bear me on their winga ; And smiling hope still lift my heart Above terrestrial things. 375. C. M. Hudson. The Christian's Happiness. Ps. exxviii. 2. cxlvi. 5. HOW happy is the Christian's state ! His sins are all forgiv'n ; A cheering ray confirms the grace, And lifts his hopes to heav'n. 2 Though in the rugged path of life He heaves the pensive sigh ; Yet, trusting in the Lord, he finds Deliv'ring grace is nigh. 3 If, to prevent his wand'ring step*, He feels the chast'nlng rod ; The gentle stroke sha'l bring him back, To a forgiving God. 4 And when the welcome message comes, To call his soul away ; His soul in raptures shall ascend To everlasting day. 0(0. c. M. Heginbothom. Good hope, through grace. 2 Thea. ii. 16. Rom. xv. 13. 1 Th«s. v. 8. COME, humble souls ; ye mourners, come ; And wipe away your tears ; Adieu to all your sad complaints, Your sorrows and your fears. 2 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace ; The Saviour's dying love ; Soon you shall sing the glorious theme In loftier (strains, above. 3 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends ; Calls you his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 4 My Father, God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could heav'n's sweet harmony Delight my list'ning ear. 5 Thanks to my God, for ev'ry gift His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal, for that love Whence all those comforts flow. CHRISTIAN. Christian Privileges. For ever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore, Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bids me hope for more. 7 Transporting hope ! shine on my soul, — With radiant glories shine, 'Till thou thyself art lost in joys Immortal and divine. 0({. 8.3.6. 8.8.S.6. C. The Christian's Peace. John xvi. 33. Phil. iv. 7. HOW peaceful is the Christian's breast! Tho' by distressing cares oppress'd, How bright his prospects shine! If comforts fly, or friends decay, Or clouds obstruct the cheering ray Which lights him on his heav'nly way, He sees the hand divine. 2 He knows, in heav'n there dwells a Friend, Who lives, though life and time shall end, And nature's reign be o'er ; Whose smiles the weary soul shall share ; Whose love shall crown the pilgrim there ; Nor aught of anguish, aught of care, Disturb his passions more. 378. 8.8. 8.8. 8.8. 9.9. Bowring. The poor have the gospel preached to them. Matt. xi. 5. THE gospel is preach'd to the poor, Who long were abandon'd and lone : The poor are forgotten no more — The light of the gospel 's their own : No longer they wander distrest, Amidst a disconsolate road : They are blest — for all nations are blest — With the life-giving glory of God. 2 The gospel is preach'd to the poor, To them are its promises giv'n ; For Jesus has open'd the door Which leads them to hope and to heav'n : He owns them — he claims them as his; He'll never more leave them to woe : They shall share in eternity's bliss— In eternity's prospects below. M O /9« L. M. Steele. Happy Poverty. Luke vi. 20. Jam. ii. 5. YE humble souls, complain no more Let faith survey your future store ; Hope points to your dejected eyes A bright reversion in the skies. 2 In vain the sons of wealth and pride Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; In vain they boast their little stores ; Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours : — 3 A kingdom of immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy, unite ; Where undeclining pleasures rise, And ev'ry wish has full supplies. 4 Jesus, to thee I breathe my pray'r ; Reveal, confirm my int'rest there ; Whate'er my humble lot below, This — only this, I long to know ! 5 Oh, let me hear that voice divine Pronounce the glorious blessing mine ! Enroll'd among thy happy poor, My largest wishes ask no more. 380. CM. Doddridge. The Security of the Saviour's John x. 28. IN one harmonious, cheerful song, Ye happy saints, combine ; Loud let it sound from ev'ry tongue, The Saviour is divine. 2 The least, the feeblest of the sheep, To him the Father gave ; Kind is his heart the charge to keep, And strong his arm to save. 3 That hand which heav'n and earth sustains, And bars the gates of hell, And rivets Satau down in chains, Shall guard his chosen well. 4 Now let th' infernal Lion roar : How vain his threats appear ! When he can match Jehovah's pow 't We may begin to fear. CHRISTIAN. Christian Privileges. OOL. 7s. Dr. Rvland. My times are in thy hand. Ps. xxxi. 15. SOV'REIGN Ruler of the skies ! Ever gracious, ever wise ! All my times are in thy hand, — All events at thy command. 2 He that form'd me in the womb, He shall guide me to the tomb : All my times shall ever be Order'd by his wise decree. 3 Times of sickness, times of health, Times of penury and wealth ; Times of trial and of grief; Times of triumph and relief;— 4 Times the tempter's pow'r to prove ; Times to taste a Saviour's love : All must come, and last, and end, As shall please my Heav'nly Friend. 5 Plagues and death around me fly ; Till he bids I caunot die : Not a single shaft can hit Till the God of love sees fit. 6 thou Gracious, Wise, and Just ! In thy hands my life I trust : Have I somewhat dearer still? — 1 resign it to thy will. Christian Experience. 382. CM. Watts. The Comparison and Complaint. INFINITE Pow'r ! Eternal Lord ! How sovereign is thy hand! All nature rose t' obey thy word, And moves at thy command. 2 With steady course thy shining sun Keeps his appointed way ; And all the hours, obedient, run The circle of the day. 3 But ah ! how wide my spirit flies, And wanders from her God ; My soul forgets the heav'nly prize, And treads the downward road. 4 Great God! create my soul anew; Conform my heart to thine ; Melt down my will, and let it flow, And take the mould divine. 5 Take my whole frame into thy hand ; Here all my pow'rs I bring; Manage the wheels by thy command, And govern ev'ry spring. 6 Then shall my feet no more depart, Nor wand'ring senses rove : Devotion shall be all my heart, And all my passions love. 383. Steele. My soul cleaveth unto the dust : quicken thou me. Ps. cxix. 25. CAN we hope for crowns on high, Yet content in bondage lie, Exiles from the blest abode, Far from glory, far from God ? 2 Oh, for one celestial ray From the shining seats of day! Sun of Righteousness, arise ; Chase the slumbers from our eyes. 3 Thou canst bid our spirits rise Free and joyful to the skies : Liberty and joy divine, Sun of Righteousness, are thine ! 384. i. 8.4. Steele. My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quickei. thou me. Ps. cxix. 25. VEXATIOUS world ! thy flatt'ring snares Too long have held my easy heart ; And wilt thou still engross my cares? Vain world, depart. 2 I want delights thou canst not give: Thy joys are bitterness and woe; ' My pining spirit cannot live On ausht below. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. Enchanting prospects court the eye, And gay, alluring pleasures smile ; But in the fond pursuit they die : Ah, fruitless toil ! 4 Look, Sov'reign Goodness, from the skies, Look down, with gentle, pitying eye ; Oh I bid my fainting spirit rise : To thee I sigh. 5 With beams of sweet, celestial light Dispel the dark, oppressive gloom ; Display the mansions of delight, And bid me come. 6 Those shining realms of endless day Could I one happy moment view, Then should my soul with transport say, " Vain world, adieu.* 1 385. L. M. Steele. Cold Affections. SURE I must love the Saviour's name Or is the heav'n-born passion dead 1 Extinguish'd the celestial flame, And all my joys for ever fled 1 2 At the sweet mention of his love, How should the sacred ardor rise ! And ev'ry thought, transported, move In grateful joy, and glad surprise ! 3 Jesus demands this heart of mine, Demands my wish, my joy, my care; But ah ! how dead to things divine, How cold, my best affections are ! 4 What death-like lethargy detains My captive pow'rs with cruel art; And spreads its unrelenting chains, Heavy and cold, around my heart ! 5 'Tis sin, alas! with dreadful pow'r Divides my Saviour from my sight; Oh ! for one happy, shining hour Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 6 Come, dearest Lord, thy love can raise My captive pow'rs from sin and death ; And fill my heart and life with praise, And tune my last, expiring breath 386. COWPEK. Sinful Dispositions Lamented. Matt. xv. 19, 20. Mark vii. 21—23. Jam. iv. 1. DEAR Lord! accept a sinful heart, Which of itself complains ; And mourns, with unavailing smart, The evil it contains. 2 There, fiery seeds of anger lurk, Which often hurt my frame; And wait but for the tempter's work To fan them to a flame. 3 Legality holds out a brihe To purchase life from thee ; And Discontent would fain prescribe How thou shalt deal with me. 4 While Unbelief withstands thy grace, And puts the mercy by ; Presumption, with a brow of brass, Says, " Give me, or I die." 5 How eager are my thoughts to roam In search of what tbey love ! But ah ! when duty calls them home, How heavily they move ! 6 Oh ! cleanse me in a Saviour's blood ; Transform me by thy pow'r; And make me thy belov'd abode, And let me rove no more. <3o/. c. M. Scott. Hardness of Heart Lamented. Ez. xi. 19. xxxvi. 26. ALAS I this adamantine heart, This icy rock within! Alas! these active pow'rs, congeal'd By the deceits of sin ! 2 What! cannot all the melting charms Of a Redeemer's love, Nor thunderbolts of wrath divine, This flinty bosom move ? 3 Canst thon, my soul, to heav'n allied, A native of the sky, Thus, in ignoble fetters bound, A willing captive lie ! CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. Oh ! burst these bands, or disavow The honorable name ! Nor dare but with a sinful world Affinity to claim. 5 Vain efforts these, no mortal pow'rs Can reigning sin subdue ; Thine, Sacred Spirit, is the work To form the heart anew. 6 Oh ! let the rock asunder break Before thine awful face ; Or rather melt away, beneath Thy milder beams of grace. 388. L. M. Hart. Hardness of Heart Lamented. Ez. xi. 19. xxxvi. 26. LORD ! shed a beam of heav'nly day, To melt this stubborn stone away; And thaw, with rays of love divine, This heart, — this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake The seas can roar; the mountains shake; Of feeling all things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine ! 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, All but an adamant would melt : Goodness and wrath in vain combine To move this stupid heart of mine. 4 But One can yet perform the deed ; That one, in all his grace, I need ; Thy Spirit can from dross refine, And melt this stubborn heart of mine. 5 O Breath of Life ! breathe on my soul ; Here let the streams of mercy roll ; And thaw, with rays of love divine, This heart,— this frozen heart of mine. 389. L. M. Watts. Inconstancy Lamented. Hos. x. 2. I LOVE the Lord ! but ah ! how far My thoughts from the dear object are ! This treach'rous heart, how wide it roves ! And fancy meets a thousand loves. I often long to see my God, And tread the courts of his abode ; But troops of rivals throng the place, And tempt me oft before his face. 3 Would I enjoy my Lord alone, I bid all earthly charms be gone, — Nor dare intrude ; and charge my will To bar the door, and guard it still. 4 But cares and trifles make or find Their secret inlets to the mind ; Till I with grief and wonder see Huge crowds betwixt my Lord and me. 5 Look gently down, Almighty Grace : Prison me round in thine embrace ; Pity the soul that would be thine, And let thy pow'r my love confine. 390. 8. 10.10. Steele. Ingratitude Reproved. Ps. cxlv. 10. MY God, shall ev'ry creature join In praises to thy glorious name, And this ungrateful heart of mine Refuse the universal theme ? [flow'rs, Well may the stars and winds, the birds and Reprove the heart that brings not all its pow'rs. 2 Thy grace this languid heart can raise, These dissipated pow'rs unite; Can bid me pay my debt of praise, With love sincere, and true delight : Oh ! let thy grace inspire my heart, my tongue, And ev'ry pow'r shall join the gen'ral song. <->yi. 8.S. 10. 8.8.10. Steele. The Complaint of the Mind. Rom. vii. 24. Col. iii. 1, 2. WHY is this heav'n- descended mind, For nobler purposes design'd, So closely bound to frail, unthinking clay? F.iin would she taste the joys of light, And meditate her upward flight, But her weak partner cannot bear the day. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. If now and then a ray divine With sweet, attractive lustre shine, And upward tempt her half-expanded wings ; The pains or appetites of sense Retard her flight, with fair pretence, And chain her, joyless, down to trifling things. 3 How blest th' unbodied minds above, Who still desire, delight, and love, And nought impedes their work, or clouds their joy ! No listless inattention there, No tempting toy, no gloomy care : Celestial pleasure smiles without alloy ! 4 Oh, happy period ! blissful day ! Hope hails the distant, beauteous ray; To those fair scenes I lift my longing eyes, When this dull, heavy clay, retiu'd, A fit companion for the mind, To active, joyful, endless life shall rise! 5 Jesus, to thee alone I owe Each cheering glimpse of heav'n below; And thou canst bid the longing mind ascend: Though dull mortality impede, She spurns the weight if thou but lead : On thee alone her strength and hope depend. 6 Oh ! speak the word ; her joyful wings Shall leave this little scene of things For the fair regions of immortal light! One kind, assuring word of thine Confirms the bright reversion mine, And faith shall bid adieu to earth and night. 392. 8.8.6. 8. The Fettered Mind. Steele. Col. AH ! why should this immortal mind, Enslav'd by sense, be thus confin'd And never, never rise? Why, thus amus'd with empty toys, And sooth'd with visionary joys, Forget her native skies ? M 2 The mind was form'd to mount, sublime, Beyond the narrow bounds of time, To everlasting things; But earthly vapours cloud her sight, And hang, with cold, oppressive weight, Upon her drooping wings. 3 The world employs its various snares, Of hopes and pleasures, pains and cares, And chain'd to earth I lie : When shall my fetter'd pow'rs be free, And leave these seats of vanity, And upward learn to fly ? 4 Bright scenes of bliss, unclouded skies, Invite my soul : oh ! could I rise, Nor leave a thought below ; I'd bid farewell to anxious care ; And say to ev'ry tempting snare, " Heav'n calls, and I must go." 5 Heav'n calls, and can I yet delay ? Can aught on earth engage my stay? Ah! wretched, liug'ring heart! [light, Come, Lord, with strength, and life, and Assist and guide my upward flight, And bid the world depart. 6 One word of thy resistless pow'r Can bid my joyful spirit soar, And scorn the feeble chain : Come, bear my raptur'd thoughts above, On pinions of seraphic love, And earth shall tempt in vain. 393. L.M. S. Ste.nnet'i, Pride Lamented. Job xxxiii. 17. Prov. Mark vii. 22. viii. 13. OFT have I turn'd my eye within, And brought to light some latent sin : But pride, the vice I most detest, Still lurks securely in my breast. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. There, with a thousand art?, she tries To dress me in a fair disguise ; To make a guilty, wretched worm Put on an angel's brightest form. She hides my follies from my eyes ; She lifts my virtues to the skies ; And, while the specious tale she tells, Her own deformity conceals. Rend, O my God ! the veil away ; Bring forth the monster to the day; Expose her hideous form to view, And all her restless pow'r subdue. 5 So shall humility divine Again possess this heart of mine ; And God — the condescending God, Make it his Spirit's lov'd abode. 394. From Watts's Latin Ode. 395. C. M. Doddridge. Translated by Dr. Gibbons. Self Reproof. Unfruitfulness Confessed. Jer. viii. 20. ALAS, how fast our moments fly ! How short our months appear! How swift the various seasons haste The still-revolving year 1 — 2 Seasons of grace, and days of hope, While Jesus waiting stands ; And spreads the blessings of his love With wide-extended hands. 3 But oh, how slow our stupid souls These blessings to secure ! Blessings, which through eternal years Unwith'ring shall endure. 4 Beneath the word of life we die ; Perish amidst our store ; And what salvation should impart Heightens our ruin more. 5 Pity this madness, God of love, And make us truly wise ; So, from the pregnant seeds of grace, Shall glorious harvests rise ! WHY dost thou linger in thy cell, My soul, contented here to dwell? What are the charms of sinful clay, To court and entertain thy stay ? A thousand ills thy body feels : In weakness now the fabric reels ; And now the crimson currents roll In poison, and infect the soul : Sorrow and pleasure mix their strife, And break the harmony of life. 2 How criminal his fond delight In earth, who still delays his flight; When Satan, and the pains of sense, Try all their pow'rs to drive him hence ! See, how the stars their beams unite To point thy course, and guide thy flight, To the fair temple of thy God,— The purchase of Immanuel'a blood : Seraphic legions bid thee come — Jesus, in smiles, invites thee home. 396. L. M. The Storm. Cowper. Ps. xviii. 4. xlii. 7. lxix. 1, 2. 15. Lam. iii. 54. Jonah ii. 3. THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky ; Lord, from the depths, to thee I call ; My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 Amid the roaring of the sea, Jesus, my hope still hangs on thee : Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. 3 Dangers, of ev'ry shape and name, Attend the foll'wers of the Lamb; Who leave the world's deceitful shore, And leave it to return no more. 4 Though tempest-toss'd, and half a wreck, My Saviour through the floods I seek : Let neither winds nor stormy main Force back my shatterM bark again. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. 397- Montgomery. Save me, O God, for the waters are come in unto my soul. Ps. lxix. 1—3. 13—15. LORD, be merciful to me, Still my spirit trusts in thee; Still to thee, her Refuge, springs : Be the shadow of thy wings Round the trembling sinner cast, Till the storm be over-past. 2 Now the water-floods prevail ; Hope, and strength, and courage fail : Turn not from thy servant's grief; Grant — oh ! grant me quick relief : Save me, Lord — in mercy save, Lest I sink below the grave. <39o. c. M. Beddome. Complaint and Prayer in Deep Distress. Ps. lxix. 17. cxix. 81. cxlii. 7. Lam. iii. 2. HOW many doubts and fears prevail In this distracted mind I What sad anxieties I feel ! My chains, how fast they bind ! 2 Ten thousand griefs, ten thousand cares, Like billows round me roll ; While 6carce a ray of light appears, To cheer my drooping soul. 3 Almighty God, reveal thy grace ; From bondage set me free ; Thy mercy-seat, thy smiling face, I long, I faint to see. 399. CM. Watts. Sins and Sorrows laid before God. Job xxiii. 3—6. 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 leaves my heart in pain. He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God ; I'd plead for his own mercy's sake— I'd plead 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. Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish ev'ry fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrows there. 400. C. M. Steele. Absence from God. Is. I. 10. OTHOU, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ;— 2 See ! low before thy thron* of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said, Return? And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet ? Lord, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light, Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 5 Oh .' shine on this benighted heart — With beams of mercy shine ; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. Thy presence only can bestow Delights which never cloy : Be this my solace here below, And my eternal joy. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. 401. Translated from Bobrov, by Bowring. Midnight Hymn nf the Russian Churches, sung at Easter. Matt, xxvii. 45. Mark xv. 33. WHY, thon never-setting Light, Is thy brightness veil'd from me? Why does this unusual night Cloud thy blest benignity ? 2 I am lost without thy ray ; Guide my wand'ring footsteps, Lord ! Light my dark and erring way To the noon-tide of thy word. 402. C. M. Rev. Oliver Hart. Longing to be released. 1 Kings xix. 4. Job iii. 20—22. vii. 16. x. 1. FOREBODING thoughts and gloomy fears Crowd thick into my breast ; Perplexing doubts and anxious cares Forbid my soul to rest. 2 Happy, ye saints above the skies, Beyond the reach of woe ! Dear Lord, command my soul to rise- Wiih joyful haste I'll go. 3 The world in sackcloth and distress I'll leave beneath my feet ; And mount in Jesus' righteousness My dearest Lord to meet. 403. 404. 10s. Entreating the Presence of God in Affliction. Job xxix. 2, 3. Ps. cxix. 82. MY God, amid the suff'ring hour I wait thy grief-subduing pow'r, To calm my ruffled breast ; By varying passions made to know The chilling damp, the fev'rish glow, A stranger still to rest. 2 Amid the gloomy scenes of life, Its servile care and vulgar strife, 'Tis thee I long to find ; — 'Tis thee, my God, whose smile alone, When gently through my soul it shone, Restor'd my fainting mind. 3 Once and again that bliss impart! Still let thy presence cheer my heart, And bid my sorrows cease ; Once more, blest Sun of Glory, spread Thy healing wings, and o'er me shed The balmy light of peace ! Anonymous. When wilt thou comfort me . Ps. cxix. 82. HEAR, gracious Lord, and heal the woes I mourn Assuage the anguish of my bleeding heart; And bid the comforts of thy love return, And never from my anxious breast depart. Oft hav^> I rais'd my trembling hands to ll When words have sunk, and tears refus'd to flow Oft have I locik'd to heav'n — oh ! look on me, And one endearing, gracious smile bestow! CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. 405. 8 6s. & 2 Ss. Raffles. Prayer for Peace of Mind. Numb. vi. 26. COME, heav'nly peace of mind, I sigh for thy return ; I seek, but cannot find, The joys for which I mourn : Where is my Saviour now, Whose smiles I once possess'd ? 'Till he return, I bow, By heaviest grief oppress'd : My days of happiness are gone ; And I am left to weep alone. 2 I tried each earthly charm ; In pleasure's haunts I stray'd ; I sought its soothing balm ; I ask'd the world its aid : But, ah ! no balm it had, To heal a wounded breast ; And I, forlorn and sad, Must seek another rest : My days of happiness are gone, And I am left to weep alone. 3 Where can the mourner go, And tell his tale of grief? Ah ! who can soothe his woe, And give him sweet relief? Jesus, thy smiles impart; My dearest Lord, return, And ease my Mounded heart, And bid me cease to mourn : Then shall this night of sorrow flee, And peace and heav'n be found in thee. 406. C. M. Steele. Walking in Darkness, and Trusting in God. Is. 1. 10. HEAR, gracious God, my humble pray'r ; To thee I breathe my sighs ; When will the cheering morn appear? And when my joys arise? 2 My God ! — oh ! could I make the claim — My Father and my Friend ! And call thee mine by ev'ry name On which thy saints depend ! By ev'ry name of pow'r and love I would thy grace intreat ; Nor should my humble hopes remove, Nor leave thy mercy-seat. 4 Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns, Thy word is all my stay ; Here would I rest till light returns : Thy presence makes my day. 5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace Relieve my aching heart ; Oh ! smile, and bid my sorrows cease, And bid the gloom depart. 6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, And bless thy healing rays ; And change these deep, complaining sighs For songs of sacred praise. 407 143th. Beddohe. Who can tell ? Jon. iii. 9. 2 Sam. xii. 22. GREAT God, to thee I'll make My various sorrows known ; And with a humble hope Approach thine awful throne : Though by my sins deserving hell, I'll not despair— for " who can tell 1" 2 'Tis thine, Lord, by a word My drooping heart to cheer ; And by thy Spirit form Thy glorious image there : My foes subdue, my fears dispel ; To thee I'll seek— for " who can tell ?' 3 In times of deep distress, To thee alone I'll fly ;— Implore thy pow'rful aid, — Beneath thy footstool lie : — My case deplore, my wants reveal, And calmly wait— for " who can tell ? ; 4 Satan and sin condemn, And conscience frowns within : One gracious look of thine Can make it all serene : ! My fears suggest that I shall dwell 1 In endless flames — but " who can tell 1 CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. Vile unbelief, begone ! Ye doubts, fly swift away ! God has an ear to hear, While I've a heart to pray : If he be mine, all will be well — For ever well— and " who can tell ? " 408. Vernon. / will lift up mine eyes to tlie hills, from wlience cometh my help. Ps. cxxi. 1. OH! strike the harp: 'twill soothe the soul To sing of woe : Ponr forth the strain without controul, — But soft and slow. 2 Time was, when quicker notes could charm; But it is past — The winds were hush'd — so sweet a calm Could never last. 3 The night is passing— fled the dream— 'Twill soon be day : From yonder hill the sun will beam In bright array. My flesh is hast'uing to decay ; Soon shall the world have pass'd away ; And what can mortal friends avail, When heart and strength and life shall fail 1 6 But, oh ! be thou, my Saviour, nigh, Then shall I triumph while I die : My strength, my portion is divine ; And Jesus is for ever mine ! 409- L.M. CONDER. / am continually with thee. Ps. lxxiii. 23. WHEN, in the hour of lonely woe, I give my sorrows leave to flow ; And anxious fear, and dark distrust, Weigh down my spirit to the dust : 2 When not ev'n friendship's gentle aid Can heal the wounds the world has made,- Oh ! this shall check each rising sigh — That Jesus is for ever nigh. 3 His counsels, and his tender care, My safety and my comfort are ; His eye shall guide me all my days, Till glory crown his work of grace. 4 Jesus ! in whom but thee above, Can I repose my trust, my love ? And shall an earthly object be Lov'd in comparison with thee ? 410. C. M. Beddome. Why neepest thou ? John xx. 13. WHY, my soul, why weepest thou ? Tell me — from whence arise Those briny tears that often flow, Those groans that pierce the skies 1 2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint! Or the chastizing rod? Dost thou an evil heart lament, And mourn an absent God ? 3 Lord, let me weep for nought but sin, And after none but thee ; And then I would — (oh ! that I might I) — A constant weeper be. 411 L. M. Scott. The Covenant-keeping God, the Christian's Solace in Distress. Is. liv. 7—10. SHALL the least shadow of a change Becloud the Origin of light! Or can the hopes which truth has rais'd Lie buried in eternal night ? 2 Sooner may nature's laws reverse ; Revolving seasons cease their round ; Nor spring appear with blooming pride; Nor autumn be with plenty crowu'd ;— 3 Yon shining orbs forget their course ; The sun his destin'd path forsake ; And burning desolation mark, Amid the world, his devious track. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. Earth may, with all her pow'rs, dissolve, (If such her great Creator's will,)— But thou for ever art the same ; I am is thy memorial still. 5 Take courage, then, my trembling soul; Fix all thy thoughts and hopes above : Trust thou in God; he'll yet return, And make thee sing surprising love. 412. L. M. Cruttexdex. Satan Repulsed ; or, Despair Prevented, by Views of the Divine Mercy. Jam. iv. 7. 1 Pet. v. 9. >rT!IS false X Iseett Ise, thon vile accuser! — go! through all thy thin disguise :— Back, to thy native realms below, Thou parent of deceit and lies ! 2 Think not to drive my trembling soul, Laden with guilt, to black despair: Hast thou survey'd the sacred roll, And found my name not written there 1 3. Presumptuous thought ! to fix the bound, To limit mercy's sov'reign reign : What other happy souls have found, I'll seek, nor shall I seek in vain. 4 I own my guilt, thy charge confess, Nor can thy malice make it more ; Of crimes, already numberless, Vain the attempt to swell the score. 5 Set the black list before my sight:— While I remember Jesus died, 'Twill only urge my speedier flight To seek salvation at his side. 6 Low at his feet I'll cast me down ; To him reveal my grief and fear ; And, if he spurn me from his throne, I'll be the first who perish'd there. 413 CM. Beddome. His acts may change, but not his heart,— He loves, ev'n when he frowns ; And, by affliction's heaviest strokes, Trains for immortal crowns. 3 Withdrawn awhile, he'll yet return, And chase away thy fears : Thus midnight clouds and mists are gone When morning light appears. 4? 14k. 7.6. 7.6. Montgomery. Will the Lord cast off for ever? Ps. lxxvii. 7—19. HATH God cast off for ever? Can time his truth impair ? His tender mercy, never Shall I presume to share ? 2 Has he his loving kindness Shut up in endless wrath 1 — No ; — this is my own blindness, That cannot see his path. 3 I call to recollection The years of his right hand ; And, strong in his protection, Again through faith I stand. Thy deeds, Lord, are wonder; Holy are all thy ways ; The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth thy praise. 415, 8.6. 8.8. Gospel Mao. Hope in Darkness. Ps. xlii. 8. WHY, my soul,with cares oppress'd, Indulge thyself in grief? Will not thy gracious Father's word Afford some kind relief? Wait on tlie Lord : be of good courage. Ps. xxvii. 14. THO' clouds arise, and diiri the sight, And dreadful storms impend, Our God will yet restore the light ; He'll make the rising moment bright, And show himself our Friend. 2 What though a thousand foes invade, And aim to break our peace ; Let but our pray'rs to him be made, He'll swiftly bring resistless aid, And make the tumult cease. CIIll'STIAN, Christian Experience. Then let us yield no more to grief; A gracious God will rise : On wings of love he'll bring relief, Exceed our hope, assuage our grief, And dry our weeping eyes. 416. 10.6. 10.6. From tlie Spanish o/Melendez. The Divine Presence and Goodness, the Christian's Consolation. Is. 1. 10. LORD, though my way be dark, I feel and know That thou art ev'ry where ; And worms and worlds— the lofty and the low, All — all thy pow'r declare : 2 All — all thy love proclaim : thy pow'r and love, Obvious to ev'ry sense, Is heard in all, around, beneath, above, In varied eloquence. 3 I see thee in the fiow'r — perceive thee still In ev'ry breath of air : I hear thee in the music of the rill ; And feel myself thy care. 4 This is enough all sadness to control, All doubts and fears to chase Enough to calm the tumult of my soul, And bid my sorrows cease. 417- 1.8. 8.6.8. Bowring. Joy comcth in the morning. Ps. XXX. 0. WHY should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought ? Is there nought,— Nought to soothe and bless the weary 1 Night may wrap the arch of heaven — Soon a ray, bright with day, Cheers the morn, and gilds the even. 2 Is the sun in heav'n no longer When the rain sweeps the plain? Soon he blazes brighter— stronger: Is the flow'ret's sleep eternal When its cirp, folded up, Waits the smiles and breezes, vernal? Why should man, then— child of sorrow, Mourn his doom 1 present gloom Will be light and bliss to-morrow : Why should Christians bound their vision To the cell where they dwell, Strangers to the bliss of heaven ! 4 Even here, all pain is fleeting; Even here, joy and care Join in constant, earnest greeting : But, where all our hopes are tending, Peace and love reiijn above :— Bliss unbroken— joy unending ! 418, CM. Gospel Mag. The Penitent Restored. VllWAS in an hour when sin prevail'd.. _1_ And sore temptations press'd, A sudden groan my ear assail'd, And pierc'd my shivering breast. 2 I turn'd in haste ; and, as I stood, My wond'ring eyes survey'd A Prince, expiring in his blood, High on a cross display'd. 3 I knew him, though his thorny crown Dimm'd his majestic air; And turn'd, demanding, with a frown, What traitor fix'd him there 1 4 No answer to my voice I heard, Nor could discern a foe ; When, lo ! his fainting head he rear'd, And spake in words of Woe : — 5 " Mortal, from vain inquiry rest ; My cruel murd'rer see : Thy crimes have rent my bleeding breast. And nail'd me to the tree." 6 Trembling, I fell ! I kiss'd his wounds, And wept the gore away ; I saw him smooth his killing frowns, And heard him gently say — 7 " Rise ! let thy heart its grief compose, Thy Saviour can forgive ; He feels the burthen of thy woes, And dies to bid thee live." CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. 41^. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. Fawcett. Cast down, yet hoping in God. Ps. xlii. 5. 11. xliii. 5. John xvi. 20. OMY soul, what means this sadness ? Wherefore art thou thus cast down? Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness, Bid thy restless fears be gone : Look to Jesus— And rejoice in Calvary. 2 What, though Satan's strong temptations Vex and teaze thee, day by day ? And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay ? Thou shalt conquer, Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, — Foes without, and fears within ; Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee, But redeem from hell and sin : He is faithful To perform his gracious word. 4 Though distresses now attend thee, Trav'lling through life's thorny road ; His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon he'll bring thee home to God : Hallelujah ! Praise the great Redeemer's name. 5 Oh ! that I could now adore him, Like the heav'nly host above, — Who for ever bow before him, And, unceasing, sing his love ! Happy songsters ! When shall I your chorus join ? 420. 8.7. 8.7. S. E- If hy art thou cast down, O my soul? Ps. xlii. 5. 11. xliii. 5. John xvi. 20. OMY soul, what means this sadness? Why di^tress'd from day to day? Look to Christ, thy gracious Saviour; He can chase the clouds away. 2 In this land of sin and sorrow Think not always to have peace ; Grace and sin will still be warring, But the conflict soon shall cease. N Soon shall Jesus, crown'd with glory, Burst the clouds, and mount his throne ; And, to thine unbounded comfort, He shall claim thee for his own. 4 In a rich, unfading mansion, With him thou shalt ever dwell ; — But the glory of that station, Oh, — no mortal tongue can tell ! **^i. 7 S . Montgomery. Why art thou cast doun, O my soul ? Ps. xlii. 5. 8. 11. xliii. 5. WHY art thou cast down, my soul ? God, thy God, shall make thee whole : Why art thou disquieted? God shall lift thy drooping head : And his countenance benign Be the saving health of thine. 2 Once the morning's earliest light Brought his mercy to my sight ; Once my wakeful song was heard Later than the ev'ning bird ; Still his countenance shall shine Through the clouds that darken thine. 3 Why, my soul, art thou perplex'd ? Why with faithless trouble vex'd ? Hope in God, whose saving name Thou shalt joyfully proclaim, When his countenance divine Sheds the light of heav'n on thine. 422. c. M. Newtox. The Storm hushed. Ps. lix. 16. Is. xii. 1. ?r|^IS past — the dreadful, stormy nieht JL Is gone, with all its fears! And now I see returning light, The Lord, my Sun, appears. 2 Oh, wondrous change! but just before, Despair beset me round ; I heard the lion's horrid roar, And trembled at the sound. 3 Before corruption, guilt, and fear, My comforts blasted fell ; And unbelief discover'd near The dreadful depths of hell. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. But Jesus pitied my distress; He heard my feeble cry; Reveal'd his blood and righteousness, And brought salvation nigh. 5 Dear Lord, since thou hast broke my bands And set the captive free, I would devote my tongue, my hands, My heart, my all, to thee. 423, L. M. COW PER. Light succeeding Darkness. Ps. lix. 1G. Is. xii. 1. WHEN darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears; Then, my Redeemer, then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart, And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbor one hard thought of thee ! 3 Oh ! let me then at length be taught — What I am still so slow to learn — That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn : — 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! But when my faith is sharply tried, 1 find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. But, my Lord, one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will ; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive As I am ready to repine; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive : Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. 424. 7. C. 7.6. Edmeston. Light succeeding Darkness. Ps. lix. 16. WHEN hours of shade are ending, And morning chases night, The glorious sun, ascending, Makes all creation bright. So gloom, and doubt, and sadness, V> hen faith's fair sun appears, Are turn'd to hope and gladness, And joy breaks through our tears. 3 The sunbeam of the morning Appears a brighter ray, Since, ere his welcome dawning. The world in darkness lay. 4 So peace and love, appearing, Their sweetest gifts bestow, — Shiue brightest, most endearing, Through deepest shades of woe. 425, S. M. Rejoicing in Gospel Privileges. Phil. iii. 1. iv. 4. 1 Thes. v. 10. MY heart, no more distress'd, Shall lose unhallow'd fear : God is my portion and my rest — His will my only care. 2 Amid the storms below, In him I find a calm ; For ev'ry pang that sense can know He gives a sov'reign balm. 3 Blest with his wondrous love, In peace I spend my days, And, waiting for my crown above, I sing my Saviour's praise. 4 Death, with his icy hand, Shall only lead me nigh My perfect rest, and safely land My weary soul on high. 5 For this I lift my voice, For this my God adore : Rejoice, my soul, again rejoice — Rejoice for evermore. 426'. 3. 7. 8. 7. R0B1N.V)\ Rejoicing before the Cross. Phil. iii. 3. 1 Pet. i. *. SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the Burner's dying Friend. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. Truly blessed is this station, Low before his cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Beaming in his gracious eye. 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I'll bathe ; Constant still, in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 4 May I still enjoy this feeling, Still to my Redeemer go : — Prove his wounds each day more healim And himself more deeply know. 427 C. M. Doddridge. The Lord is my strength, and my song ; and is become my salvation. Ps. cxviii. 14. 1 Sam. xxx. 6. Rom. viii. 31. JEHOVAH! 'tis a glorious name! Still pregnant with delight ; It scatters round a cheerful beam, And gilds the darkest night. 2 What though our mortal comforts fade, And droop like with'ring flow'rs? Nor time, nor death, can break that band Which makes Jehovah ours. 3 My cares — I give them to the wind, And shake them off like dust: Well may I trust my all with him, With whom my soul I trust. 4r~.0. 7.6. 7.6. D. Montgomery The Lord is my light, and my salvation. Ps. xxvii. 1—3. 5. 14. cxviii. 14. Is. xii. 2. Rom. viii. 31. GOD is my strong salvation, What foe have I to fear 1 In darkness and temptation, My light, my help, is near: Though hosts encamp around me, Firm to the fight I stand ; What foe shall dare confound me, With such a Friend at hand ? On him, in full reliance, My soul, with courage wait; His truth be thine affiance When faint and desolate : His might thine heart shall strengthen, His smile thy joy increase, — Thy days of pleasure lengthen, And give thee endless peace. 429. r.6. 7. 7.7. C'ONDER. The Christian Happy in Realizing the Divine Scrutiny. Ps. xxxvii. 18. LORD ! whate'er in mortal eyes Thy servant may appear, Seen beneath that fair disguise Which veils the most sincere; Thine all-penetrating view Searches all my spirit through. 2 But if thine approving smile, My Father, cheer my breast, Let the world account me vile, It shall not break my rest : Strong in weakness I shall be; Rich, however poor, in thee. 430. Francis. Rejoicing in Jesus Christ. Phil. iii. 3. 1 Pet. i. S. MY gracious Redeemer I love ! His praises aloud I'll proclaim And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name : To gaze on his glories divine, Shall be my eternal employ- To feel them incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. 2 He freely redeem'd, with his blood, My soul from the confines of hell ; To live on the smiles of my God — In his presence and glory to dwell ; To shine with the angels of light; With saints and with seraphs to sing; To view, with eternal delight, My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. CHRISTIAN. Christian Experience. In Meshech, as yet, I reside, — A darksome and restless abode! Molested with foes on each side, And longing to dwell with my God : Oh ! when shall my spirit exchange This cell of corruptible clay, For mansions celestial, and range Through realms of ineffable day ? My glorious Redeemer ! I long To see thee descend on the cloud, Amid the bright, numberless throng, And mix with the triumphing crowd Oh ! when wilt thou bid me ascend, To join in thy praises above ; To gaze on thee, world without end, And feast on thy ravishing love? Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain, Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear, Shall ever molest me again : — Perfection of glory reigns there : This soul and this body shall shine In robes of salvation and praise; And banquet on pleasures divine, Where God his full beauty displays. Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns, Your pride with disdain I survey : Your pomps are but shadows and sounds And pass in a moment away : The crown that my Saviour bestows Yon permanent sun shall outshine : My joy everlastingly flows — My God, my Redeemer, is mine! 431. Rejoicing in Jesus Christ. Phil. iii. 3. 1 Pet. i. 8. GRACIOUS Jesus, thee I love ; Thou, my hope, my joy, my reet : All thy ways my thoughts approve; I'm in thee for ever blest. 2 'Tis thy presence, Jesus, thine, Makes my cheerful pow'rs rejoice ; Saving mercy, love divine, Tunes my heart, and tunes my voice. 3 Jesus! Source of excellence ! All thy glorious love reveal : Kingdoms shall not bribe me hence, While this happiness I feel. 4 Take my heart, 'tis all thine own ; To thy will my spirit frame: Thou shalt reign, and thou alone, Over all I have and am. 432. Joy unspeakable, and full of glory. 1 Pet. i. 9. SACRED raptures cheer my breast, Rushing tides of hallow'd zeal ; Joys too vast to be express'd In this swelling heart I feel. 2 Warm, enthusiastic fires In my panting bosom roll ; Hope of bliss that ne'er expires Dawns upon my ravish'd soul. Christian Course and Prospects. 433. C. M. Doddridge. Seek ye first the kingdom of God. Matt. vi. 33. Luke xii. 31. NOW let a true ambition rise, And ardor fire our breast, To reign in worlds above the skies, In heav'nly glories die -t. Behold Jehovah's royal hand A radiant crown display, Whose gems with vivid lustre shine, While stars and SUM decay. Away each grov'lling, anxious care. Beneath a Christian's aim ! We spring to seize immortal joys, In our Redeemer's name. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 434. 8.3.6. 8.8.6. J. Wesley. The Christian Pilgrim. Ps. xxxix. 12. cxix. 19. 1 Chr. xxix. 15. Heb. xi. 8—10. 13—16. xiii. 14. HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot! How free from ev'ry anxious thought,— From worldly hope and fear! Confin'd to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, — He only sojourns here. 2 His happiness in part is mine, Already sav'd from self-design, From ev'ry creature love ! Blest with the scorn of finite good, My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above, 3 The things eternal I pursue; And happiness, beyond the view Of those who basely pant For things by nature felt and seen : Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, I neither have nor want. 4 Nothing on earth I call my own ; A stranger, to the world unknown, I all their goods despise : I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight — A country in the skies. 5 There is my house, and portion fair ; My treasure and my heart are there, And my abiding home: For me my elder brethren stay, And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come. 6 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, I come to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heav'nly rest : Soon shall the pilgrim's journey end; Then, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, Receive me to thy breast ! N2 435. C. M. Montco:.iert. For here have ice no continuing city, but ue seek one to come. Heb. xiii. 14. xi. 8—10. 13—16. WHILE through this changing world we roam, Through each succeeding age, Heav'n is the Christian pilgrim's home— His rest at ev'ry stage. 2 Thither his raptur'd thought ascends, Eternal joys to share ; There his adoring spirit bends, While here he kneels in pray'r. 3 From earth his freed affections rise, To fix on things above ; Where all his hope of glory lies, And love is perfect love. 436. S. M. Doddridge. The ransomed of the Lord shall return, and come to Zion, with songs and ever- lasting joy upon their heads. Is, xxxv. 10. Ps. exxxviii. 5. NOW let our voices join To form a sacred song ; Ye pilgrims in Jehovah's ways, With music pass along. 2 How straight the path appears ! How open and how fair ! No lurking gins t' entrap our feeV — No fierce destroyer there. 3 But flow'rs of paradise In rich profusion spring ; The sun of glory gilds the path, And dear companions sing. 4 See Salem's golden spires, In beauteous prospect rise ; And brighter crowns than mortals wear, Which sparkle through the skies. 5 All honor to his name, Who marks the shining way ; To him, who leads the pilgrims on To realms of endless day. CHRISTIAX. Christian Course and Prospects. 437. C. M. Doddridge. The Christian Race. 1 Cor. ix. 24, 25. Phil. iii. 12—14. Heb. xii. 1. AWAKE, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve, And press with vigor on : A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 4 Blest Saviour, introduc'd by thee, Have we our race begun ; And, crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet We'll lay our laurels down. 438. 148th. Toplady's Col. The Christian's Spiritual Voyage. JESUS, at thy command, I launch into the deep ; And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep : For thee I would the world resign, And sail to heav'n with thee and thine. 2 Though rocks, and quicksands deep, Through all my passage lie, Yet Christ will safely keep, And guide me with his eye : 1 trust his faithfulness and pow'r To save me in the trying hour. 3 Whene'er becalm'd I lie, And storms forbear to toss, Be thou, dear Saviour, nigh, Lest I should suffer loss ; For more the treach'rous calm I dread Than tempests bursting o'er my head. By faith I see the land,— The port of endless rest : My soul, thy wings expand, And fly to Jesus' breast I Oh ! may I reach the heav'nly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more. 40y. 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. Kelly. The Christian's Spiritual Voyage. Matt. xiv. 24—32. Mark vi. 43--51. John vi. 18—21. WHY those fears? behold I 'tis Je»u* Holds the helm and guides the ship : Spread the sails, and catch the breezes Sent to waft us o'er the deep, To the regions Where the mourners cease to weep. 2 Can we stay where death is hov'ring ? Can we rest on such a shore t No ! the awful truth discov'ring, We can linger there no more : We forsake it, Leaving all we lov'd before. 3 Though the shore we hope to land on Only by report is known ; Yet we freely all abandon, Led by that report alone ; And, with Jesus, Through the trackless deep move on. 4 Led by faith, we brave the ocean ; Led by faith, the storms defy ; Calm, amid the wild commotion, Knowing that our Lord is nigh : Waves obey him, And the storms before him fly. 5 Render'd safe by his protection, We shall pass the wat'ry waste ; Trusting to his wise direction, We shall gain the port at last ; And with wonder Think on toils and dangers past. 6 Oh, what pleasures there await u; . There the tempests cease to roar ; There the enemies who hate ns Shall molest our peace no more; Trouble ceasi - On that tranquil, happy shore. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 440. C. M. Steele. Quicken thou me in thy way. Ps. cxix. 37. TO heav'n my restless heart aspires, Oh ! for a quick'ning ray, To animate my faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way ! 2 Satan and sin unite their art To keep me from my Lord ; Dear Saviour, guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 3 Whene'er the tempting foe alarms, Or spreads the fatal snare, I'll fly to my Redeemer's arms, For safety must be there. 44 1 . 8. 7. 8. 7. From the Welsh of Rev. \V. Williams. Entreating the Saviour's Guidance. Luke i. 79. GREAT Redeemer, Friend of sinners, Thou hast glorious pow'r to save : Grant me light, and still conduct me Over each tempestuous wave .' 2 May my soul, with sacred transport, View the dawn while yet afar : Till the radiant sun arises, Lead me by the morning star ! 3 Oh ! what folly, oh ! what madness, That my thoughts should go astray, After toys and empty pleasures — Pleasures only of a day. 4 This vain world, with all its trifles, Soon, alas ! shall be no more : There's no object worth admiring But the God whom I adore. 442. 8.7. 8 . 7 . 4.7. Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory. Ps. lxxiii. 24. GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land : I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy pow'rfui hand ; Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. Open thou the crystal fountain, Whence the living waters flow ; Let the fi'ry, cloudy pillar Guide me all my journey through: Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside : Death of deaths, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 443. CM. Dr. Ryland, Difficulties in the Way of Duty Surmounted. Gen. xxiv. 56. IN all my Lord's appointed ways, My journey Pll pursue ; " Hinder me not," ye much-lov'd saints, For I must go with you. 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesue lead, Pll follow where he goes ; " Hinder me not," shall he my cry, Though earth and hell oppose. 3 Through duty, and through trials too, Pll go at his command : " Hinder me not," for I am bound To my Immanuel's land. 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, My joyful cry shall be, " Hinder me not ; " come, w«lcome death Pll gladly go with thee. 444. L. M. S. Steknbtt. The Christian TJ arfare, and Christian Armour. 2 Cor. vi. 7 . Eph. vi. 10—17. 1 Thes. v. S. 1 Tim. vi. 12. MY Captain sounds th' alarm of war: Awake ! the pow'rs of hell are near ! To arms ! to arms .' I hear him cry ; 'Tis yours to conquer, or to die ! 2 Rous'd by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around ; Make haste to gird my armour on, 1 And bid each trembling fear be gone. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. Hope is my helmet, faith my shield ; Thy word, my God, the sword I wield With sacred truth my loins are girt; And holy zeal inspires my heart. 4 Thus arm'd, I venture on the fight, Resolv'd to put my foes to flight; While Jesus kindly deigns to spread His conqu'ring banner o'er my head. 5 In him I hope, in him I trust ; His bleeding cross is all my boast : Through troops of foes he'll lead me on To vict'ry, and the victor's crown. 445, CM. Watts. Fight the good fight of faith, 1 Tim. vi. 12. Eph. vi. 12. AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb 1 And shall T fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flow'ry beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prize, And sail'd through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face 1 Must I not stem the flood ? la this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain. Supported by thy word. 5 Thy followers in this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die : They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine In robes of vict'ry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. 446. L. M. Crcttendbn. Sin and Holiness. Rom. vii. 21—25. WHATjarringnaturesdwell within- Imperfect grace, remaining sin ! Nor this ran reign, nor that prevail, Though both by turns my heart assail. 2 Now, I complain, and groan, and die; Now, raise my songs of triumph high ; Sing a rebellious passion slain, Or mourn to feel it live again. 3 One happy hour beholds me rise, Borne upwards to my native skies ; While faith assists my soaring flight, To realms of joy, and worlds of light. 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; I feel its sympathetic force, And headlong urge my downward course. 5 Great God ! assist me through the fight ; Make me triumphant in thy might : Thou the desponding heart canst raise; The vict'ry mine, and thine the praiee. 447, 3.7. 8.7. TCBKER. Sin and Holiness. Rom. vii. 21—25. CAN immortal, new-born spirits, Feel, like me, such strange extremes ? Can the soul that grace inherits Thus abuse its healing beams ? 2 Did I feel that blessed freedom, Which the heirs of glory know, When celestial guidance leads them, — Would my soul be fetter'd so ? 3 Now, aloft I rise, believing, — To the realms of glory fly : Joy, my heart from grief relieving, Bears me upward to the sky. 4 Then, the chain of this low dungeon Round in > wretched bosom twines; Down I sink, in mis'ry plunging; Earth again my hope confines. CHRISTIAX. Christian Course and Prospects. Now, I view with detestation Sin's alluring, fatal charms; Then, with hank'ring inclination, Take the monster in my arms. 6 Now, my love's supremely burning For the God of endless day : Then, from him, inconstant, turning To some form of dying clay. 7 Hear me, thou bleeding Saviour! Shall I come to thee in vain ? In thy blood, that heav'nly laver, Wash my soul from ev'ry stain. 8 la the paths of sin and ruin, Oh ! forbid my feet should tread : At thy footstool keep me suing — Guilt has horrors that I dread. 9 O thou Source of ev'ry blessing ! Guide a trembling sinner on, Till in heav'n, thy smiles possessing, Grace shall be my endless song ! 448. 7:. COWPER. Welcoming the Cross. Heb. jii. 5—6. 9rm iIS my happiness below, I Not to live without the cross ; But the Saviour's pow'r to know, Sanctifying ev'ry loss : Tiials must and will befall ; But, with humble faith, to see Love inscrib'd upon them all, — This is happiness to me, 2 God, in Israel sows the seeds Of affliction, pain, and toil ; These spring up, and choke the weeds, Which would else o'erspread the soil : Trials make the promise sweet; Trials give new life to pray'r ; Trials bring me to his feet, — Lay me low, and keep me there. 3 Did I meet no trials here, No chastisement by the way ; Might I not with reason fear, I should prove a cast-a-way ? Aliens may escape the rod, Sunk in earthly, vain delight ; But the true-born child of God Must not — would not, if he might. 449. C. M. Doddridge. The Christian Warrior Animated and Crowned. Rev. ii. 10. iii. 21. H ARK! 'tu Heav'nly Leader's voice, From his triumphant teat : 'Midst all the war's tumultuous noise, How pow'rful, and how sweet ! 2 " Fight on, my faithful band," he cries, " Nor fear the mortal blow : " Who first in such a warfare dies " Shall speediest vict'ry know. 3 " I have my days of combat known, " And in the dust was laid ; u But thence I mounted to my throne, " And glory crowns my head. 4 " That throne, that glory you shall share " My hands the crown shall give ; " And you the sparkling honors wear, " While God himself shall live." 5 Lord, 'tis enough ! — our souls are fir'd With courage and with love ; Vain are the frowns of earth and hell, — Our hopes are fix'd above. 450. Edxeston. The Hope of Heaven the Christian's Con- solation under the Sorrows of Life. 2 Cor. iv. 17. WELCOME, now, each thorn I find, Since it comes from heav'nly love ; Planted here, to turn the mind To the bow'rs of bliss above. 2 Soon these suff 'rings will be past ; Soon this pilgrimage be o'er; I shall reach a home at last, Where these sorrows shade ho more. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 451. ,7. 3.7. 7.7. Kellt. The Egyptians, uhom ye have seen to-day, ye shall see them again no more for ever. Ex. xiv. 13. Rev. xxi. 7. WH EN we pass through yonder river ; When we reach the further shore i There's an end of war for ever ; We shall see our foes no more : All our conflicts then shall cease, Follow'd by eternal peace. 2 After warfare, rest is pleasant ; Oh, how sweet the prospect is ! Though we toil and strive at present, Let us not repine at this : Toil and pain and conflict past, All endear repose at last. 3 When we gain the heav'nly regions ; When we touch the sacred shore ; Blessed thought ! no hostile legions Can alarm or trouble more : Far beyond the reach of foes, We shall dwell in sweet repose. 4 Oh, that hope ! how bright! how glorious 'Tis his people's blest reward : In the Saviour's strength victorious, They at length behold their Lord : In his kingdom they shall rest — In his love be fully blest. 452. C. M. Steele. The Christian's Prospect. 2 Cor. iv. 18. HAPPY the soul whose wishes climb To mansions in the skies .' He looks on all the joys of time With undesiring eyes. 2 In vain soft pleasure spreads her charms, And throws her silken chain ; And wealth and fame invite his arms, And tempt his ear, in vain. 3 He knows that all these glitt'ring things Must yield to sure decay ; And, sees, on time's extended wings, How swift they fleet away. To things unseen by mortal eyes, A beam of sacred light Directs his views — his prospects rise All permanent and bright. 5 His hopes still fix'd on joys to come, — Those blissful scenes on high, — Shall flourish in immortal bloom, When time aud nature die. 6 Oh ! were these heav'nly prospects mine — These pleasures could I prove ; Earth's fleeting views I would resign, And raise my hopes above. *±00. 7.6. 7.6. D. New Bapt. Mag. Looking Forward. 2 Cor. iv. 13. FROM ev'ry earthly pleasure, From ev'ry transient joy, From ev'ry mortal treasure That soon will fade and die ; No longer these desiring, Upwards our wishes tend, To nobler bliss aspiring, And joys that never end. 2 From ev'ry piercing sorrow That heaves our breast to-day, Or threatens us to-morrow, Hope turns our eyes away ; On wings of faith ascending, We see the land of light, And feel our sorrows ending In infinite delight. 3 'Tis true, we are but strangers And sojourners below; And countless snares and dangers Surround the path we go : Though painful and distressing, Yet there's a rest above ; And onward still we're pressing, To reach that land of love. 454. CM. D0DD2IDGK. Salvation Approaihirg. Rom. xiii. 11. AWAK E, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And lift your voices high ! Awake, and praise that sov'reign love That shows salvation nigh. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Projects. 2 Swift on the wings of time it flies ; Each moment brings it near : Then welcome each declining day, And each revolving year I 3 Not many years their round shall ran, Not many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand reveal'd To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course ; Ye mortal pow'rs, decay ; Fast as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day. 455, 8. 9. 8. O. P. Anticipation of Endless Enjoyment. Heb. iv. 0. Rev. iii. 12. THOUGH sometimes my way has been dreary, And toilsome the path I have trod ; Soon — soon I shall be where the weary Find rest in the arms of their God. 2 How blissful will there be the meeting Of all the redeem'd of the Lord ! ComparM with its raptures, how fleeting The pleasures the world can afford ! 3 Oh ! sweet is the thought, — that I never Shall leave the bright city above : I shall dwell with my Saviour for ever, — For ever be blest in his love ! No darkness there shall cloud the sight These now dejected, feeble eyes Shall gaze with infinite delight On the full glories of the skies. 4 There shall we see thy lovely face, And, chang'd to purity divine, Partake the splendors of the place, And in thy glorious likeness shine. 5 Yes, dearest Lord, to dwell with thee,- Thy praise our endless, sweet employ,— Must be immense felicity, — A full infinitude of joy. G Oh! let thy Spirit now impart The kind assurance of thy iove ; And bear sweet witness to our part In those immortal joys above. Doddridge. 457. l.m. The Conflict of the Flesh and Spirit, in the Anticipation of being with the Saviour. Phil. 22—24. 2 Cor. v. S. 456. L. M. Steele. Father , I will that they also, whom thou hast given me, be with me where J am, that they may behold my glory. John xvii. 24. OH ! could we read our int'rest here, Jesus, in these dear words of thine, A heav'n of pleasure would appear, A blissful view of joys divine. 2 Dear Saviour, let thy boundless grace Remove our guilt, our fears remove ; Then shall our thoughts with rapture trace The radiant mansions of thy love. WHILE on the verge of life I stand, And view the scene on either hand , My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And longs my much-lov'd Lord to see : Earth, twine no more about my heart, For 'tis far better to depart. 3 Come, ye angelic envoys, come ; ! And lead the willing pilgrim home : Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 That blissful interview, how sweet ! To fall transported at his feet ! Rais'd in his arms, to view his face, Through the full beamings of his grace !— 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing! To fly a> on a cherub's wing! Performing, with unwearied hands, The present Saviour's high commands ! 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight; For, while thy service we pursue, We find a heav'n in all we do. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 458. L. M. Steele. Longing for Immortality. 2 Cor. v. 4. SAD pris'ncrs in a house of clay, With sins, and griefs, and pains, op- press'd, We groan the Lingering honrs away, And wish and long to be releas'd. 2 Nor is it liberty alone Which prompts our restless, ardent sighs ; For immortality we groan, — For robes and mansions in the skies. 3 Eternal mansions ! bright array ! Oh, blest exchange! transporting thought! Free from th' approaches of decay, Or the least shadow of a spot ! 4 Bright world of bliss! oh .' could I see One shining glimpse, one cheerful ray — Fair dawn of immortality — Break through these tott'ring walls of clay ! 5 Jesus, in thy dear name I trust; My light, my life, my Saviour, God : When this frail house dissolves in dnst, Oh, raise me to thy bright abode ! 459 • CM. B. B. Longing for Heaven. TO that fair world of light and bliss, Above the starry skies, Tir'd with the sins and griefs of this, I lift my longing eyes. 2 Immortal crowns of purest gold For conqu'rors there await ; Honors immense — treasures untold, And joys that ne'er abate. 3 There, Jesus — that unsetting Sun — Darts forth his brightest rays; And ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, Unite to love and praise. 4 'Tis there the weary are at rest, And all is peace within ; The mind with guilt no more oppress'd, The conscience all Berene. Discord and strife those regions fly ; Distrust and slavish fear No longer heave the pensive sigh, Nor drop the briny tear. 6 And can I longer wish to stay, So far from heav'n and God 1 Come, death, and bear my soul away To that divine abode. 460. C. M. Cennick. Longing for Heaven. WE walk a narrow path, and rough, And we are tir'd and weak ; But soon we shall have strength enough, In those bright courts we seek. 2 Soon, in the chariot of a cloud, By flaming angels borne, I shall mount up the milky way, And back to God return. 3 My soul has tasted Canaan's grapes, And now I long to go Where my dear Lord the vineyard keeps And where the clusters grow. 461. Bs. COWPEK. Longing to be with the Saviour. 2 Cor. v. 8. Phil. i. 23. TO Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone ; Oh! bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to hi? throne. 2 My Saviour, whom absent I love ; Whom, not having seen, I adore ; Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion, and pow'i ; — 3 Dissolve thou the bond that detains My soul from her portion in thee : And strike ott the adamant chains. And make me eternally free .' 4 When that happy era begins, \rra\'d in thy heaut\ I'll shine; Nor pierce any more, by my sins, The bosom on which I recline. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. Oh! then shall the veil be remov'd, And round me thy brightness be pour'd ; I shall meet him whom, absent, I lov'd ; I shall see whom, unseen, I ador'd. 6 Then — then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 7 Or, if they're remember'd above, Remembrance no sadness shall raise ; They'll be but new subjects of love, New themes for my wonder and praise. 8 The stroke which from sorrow and pain Shall set me eternally free, Will strengthen and rivet the chain Which binds me, dear Saviour, to thee. 462. Fawcett. When shall I come, and appear before God ? Ps. xlii. 2. 2 Cor. v. 8. Phil. i. 23. LORD, to thee my sighs ascend : To my humble suit attend ; Bid me leave this world in peace ; Sign, oh ! sign my sweet release. 2 When shall I thy beauties trace ? When behold thee face to face 1 Drop this load of flesh, and rise To thy palace in the skies ? 3 Faint, beneath the toils of life, Pain and sorrow, sin and strife, Gladly would my spirit rest On my dear Redeemer's breast. Blissful period of repose ! Happy day, that ne'er shall close ! Gracious Saviour! quickly come: Take me to thy peaceful home. 5 Here, benighted and forlorn, Waiting for the smiling morn, Oft I chide the hours away, Wishing for the dawn of day. 6 Pilgrims in the noontide heat Long to find a cool retreat ; Captives languish to be free, — So, my Lord, I long for thee. 463. Edmeston. The Christian's Farewell, in the Prospect of Eternity. Rev. xxi. 23. xxii. 5. FAREWELL, thou orb of splendor, I need thy light no more ; Thy beams no brilliance render The world to which I soar. 2 Nor sun nor moon-beam brightens Those regions with a ray ; But God himself enlightens Their one eternal day. 3 Farewell, the dearest union That blest my earthly hours ; We yet shall hold communion In heav'n's unfading bow'rs, 4 The harps of heav'n steal o'er me ; I see the jasper wall, — Jesus, who pass'd before me, And God, the Judge of all ! 464. U.S. 11.8. Francis. The Christian taking his Leave of the JForld. YE objects of sense, and enjoyments of time, Which oft have delighted my heart, I soon shall exchange you for views more sublime, And joys that shall never depart. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 2 Thou lord of the day, and thou queen of the night, To me shall no longer be known; I soon shall behold, with increasing delight, A sun that shall never go down. 3 Ye wonderful orbs, that astonish my eyes, Your glories recede from my sight ; I soon shall contemplate more beautiful skies, And stars more transcendently bright. 4 Ye mountains and vallies, groves, rivers, and plains ; Thou earth, and thou ocean, adieu ! More permanent regions, where righteousness reigns, Present their bright hills to my view. 5 My lov'd habitation and garden, adieu ! No longer my footsteps ye greet ; A mansion celestial stands full in my view, And paradise welcomes my feet. 6 My weeping relations, my brethren and fiiends, Whose souls are entwin'd with my own, Adieu for the present! my spirit ascends Where friendship immortal is known. 7 My cares and my labors, my sickness and pain, My sorrows are now at an end ; The summit of bliss I shall speedily gain, — The heights of perfection ascend. S The vale of affliction, my footsteps have trod, With trembling, with griefs, and with tears, I joyfully quit, for the mountain of God : There! there! its bright summit appears. 9 Thou torturing seat of diseases and pain, Adieu ! my dissolving abode ; Till I shall behold and possess thee again, A beautiful building of God. 10 No lurking temptation, defilement, or fear, Again shall disquiet my breast; In Jesus' fair image 1 soon shall appear, For ever ineffably blest. 11 My sabbaths below, that have been my delight, And thou, the blest volume divine, You have guided my footsteps, like stars during night Adieu, my conductors benign. 12 The sun that illumines the regions of light Now shines on my eyes from above : But, oh ! how transcendently glorious the sight : My soul is all wonder and love. CHRISTIAN. Christian Course and Prospects. 13 Come, come, my Redeemer, and sweetly release The soul thou hast bought with thy blood ; And bid me ascend the fair regions of peace, To feast on the smiles of my God! 465. C. M. Doddridge. Thy sun shall no more go down ; neither shall thy moon withdraw itself: for the Lord shall be thine everlasting light ; and the days of thy mourning shall be ended. Is. lx. 20. 19. Rev. xxi. 23. xxii. 5. YE transient scenes of earth, farewell ; No more attract my sight : Farewell, thou ever-changing moon, Pale empress of the night. 2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, In brighter flames array'd ; My soul, that mounts beyond thy sphere, No more demands thine aid. 3 Ye stars, that pave the shining way To his divine abode, I count you dust beneath my feet, Ascending to my God. 4 There shall I dwell in perfect light, Beneath his heav'nly ray; Nor can one moment's darkness mix With that unvaried day. 5 No more the drops of piercing grief Shall swell my rapturM eyes; Nor the meridian sun decline Amid those brighter skies. 6 There all the millions of his saints Shall in one song unite ; And each the bliss of all partake, With infinite delight. 466. CM. Evan. Mag. A Realizing View of Approaching Glory. Acts vii. 55, 56. SWEET glories rush upon my sight, And charm my wond'ring eyes ; The regions of immortal light — The beauties of the skies .' All hail ! ye fair, celestial shores ! Ye lands of endless day ! Swift on my view your prospect pours, And drives my griefs away. 3 'Tis a delightful clearness now ; Each threat'ning cloud is gone ; Fied is my former darkness too — My fears are all withdrawn. 4 Short is my passage— short the space Between my home and me : There! there !— behold the radiant place! How near the mansions be ! 5 Immortal wonders ! boundless things ! In those bright worlds appear : Oh ! for a flaming seraph's wings, To mount my spirit there ! 467. L. M. Watts. Absent from the Zody. 2 Cor. v. 8. ABSENT from flesh ! oh ! blissful thought! What unknown joys this moment brings ! Freed from the mischiefs sin has wrought, From pains, and tears, and all their springs. 2 Absent from flesh ! illustrious day ! Surprising scene ! triumphant stroke, That rends the prison of my clay, And I can feel my fetters broke .' 3 Absent from flesh ! then rise my soul, Where feet or wings could never climb ; Beyond the heav'ns where planets roll, Measuring the cares and joys of time. 4 I go where God and glory shine : His presence makes eternal day : My all that's mortal I resign ; For angels wait, and point my way. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seasons of the Year. 468. C. M. Heginbothom. New Year's Hymn. Ps. lxv. 11. GOD of our life ! thy various praise Let mortal voices sound : Thy hand revolves our fleeting days, And brings the seasons round. 2 To thee shall annual incense rise, Our Father and our Friend ; While annual mercies from the skies In genial streams descend. 3 In ev'ry scene of life, thy care, In ev'ry age, we see ; And constant as thy favors are, So let our praises be. 4 Still may thy love, in ev'ry scene, To ev'ry age appear ; And let the same compassion deign To bless the op'ning year. 5 Oh ! keep this foolish heart of mine From anxious passions free ; Teach me each comfort to resign, And trust my all to thee. 6 If mercy smile, let mercy bring My wand'ring soul to God ; And in affliction I shall sing, If thou wilt bless the rod. 469. L.M. Doddridge. Thy hand in autumn richly pours, Through all our coasts, redundant stores: And winters, soften'd by thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 5 Seasons and months, and weeks and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the grateful homage paid, With morning light, and ev'ning shade. 6 Lord, in thy house let incense rise, And circling sabbaths bless our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. New Year's Hymn. Ps. lxv. 11. Acts xiv. 17. ETERNAL Source of ev'ry joy ! Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy presence we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole : The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. 3 The flow'ry spring, at thy command, Perfumes the air, and paints the land : The summer rays resplendent shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 470. 48th. Dr. Dwight. The Providence of God in the Seasons. Ps. lxv. 11. Acts xiv. 17. HOW pleasing is the voice Of God, our heav'nly King, Who bids the frosts retire, And wakes the lovely spring! Bright suns arise, The mild wind blows, And beauty glows Through earth and skies. 2 The morn, with glory crown'd, His hand arrays in smiles: He bids the eve decline, Rejoicing o'er the hills : The ev'ning breeze His breath perfumes : His beauty blooms In tlow'rs and trees. 3 With life he clothes the spring, — The earth with summer warms : He spreads th' autumnal feast, And rides on wintry storms : His gifts divine Through all appear ; And round the year His glories shine. 471. C. M. Winter. Steele. STERN winter throws his icy chains, Encircling nature round : How bleak, how comfortless the plains So late with verdure crown'd ! SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seasons of the Year. The sun withdraws his vital beams, And light and warmth depart ; And drooping, lifeless nature seems An emblem of my heart. 3 My heart — where mental winter reigns, In night's dark mantle clad — Confin'd in cold, inactive chains, How desolate and sad! 4 Ere long, the sun, with genial ray, Shall cheer the mourning earth ; And blooming flow'rs, and verdure gay, Renew their annual birth. 5 So, if my soul's bright Sun impart His all-enliv'ning smile, The vital ray shall cheer my heart, — Till then a frozen soil. 6 Then, faith, and hope, and love shall rise, Renew'd to lively bloom ; And breathe, accepted, to the skies, Their humble, sweet perfume. 7 Return, O blissful Sun, and bring Thy soul-reviving ray ; Thi3 mental winter shall be spring — This darkness, cheerful day. 8 Oh, happy state ! divine abode ! Where spring eternal reigns; And perfect day, the smile of God, Fills all the heav'nly plains. 9 Great Source of light, thy beams display; My drooping joys restore ; And guide me to the seats of day, Where winter frowns no more. 472, L.M. Winter. Newton. SEE how rude winter's icy hand Has stripp'd the trees, and seal'd the ground ! But spring shall soon his rage withstand, And spread new beauties all around. 2 My soul a sharper winter mourns ; Barren and fruitless I remain : When will the gentle spring return, And bid my graces grow again 1 2 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise ! Tis thine the frozen heart to move ; Oh ! hush these storms, and clear my skies, And let me feel thy vital love. 4 Dear Lord, regard my feeble cry ; I faint and droop till thou appear : Wilt thou permit thy plant to die ! Must it be winter all the year 1 5 Be still, my soul, and wait his hour, With humble pray'r, and patient faith; Till he reveals his gracious pow'r, Repose on what his promise saith. 6 He, by whose all-commanding word Seasons their changing course maintain, In ev'ry change a pledge aflords, That none shall seek his face in vain. 4fO. c. M, Newton. Spring. Cant. ii. 11—13. BLEAK winter is subdued at length, Compell'd to yield the day : The sun, returning in his strength, Drives all the storms away. 2 Behold ! the youthful spring is come : How alter'd is the scene ! The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom, The earth array'd in green. 3 Where'er we tread, beneath our feet The flow'rs spontaneous spring ; And warbling birds, in concert sweet, Invite our hearts to sing. 4 But, ah ! in vain I strive to join, Oppress'd with sin and doubt ; I feel 'tis winter still within, Though all is spring without. 5 Oh ! would my Saviour, from on high, Break through these clouds, and shine! No creature, then, more blest than I, — No song more sweet than mine. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seasons of the Year. 474. Newton. Spring. Cant. ii. 11—13. PLEASING spring again is here ! Trees and fields in bloom appear ! Hark ! the birds, with artless lays, Warble their Creator's praise ! Where, in winter, all was snow, Now, the flow'rs in clusters grow ; And the corn, in green array, Promises a harvest-day. 2 Lord, afford a spring to me ! Let me feel like what 1 see : Ah ! my winter has been long ; Chili'd my hopes, and mute my song : Winter threaten'd to destroy Faith, and love, and ev'ry joy : If thy life was in the root, Still 1 could not yield thee fruit. 3 Speak, and, by thy gracious voice, Make my drooping soul rejoice : Oh ! beloved Saviour, haste — Tell me all the storms are past : On thy garden deign to smile ; Raise the plants, enrich the soil : Soon thy presence will restore Lite to what seem'd dead before. 476. Lord, I long to be at home, Where these changes never come; Where the saints no winter fear; Where 'tis spring throughout the year : How unlike this state below! There, the flow'rs unwith'ring blow : There, no chilling blasts annoy ; All is love, and bloom, and joy ! 475. L. M. Scott. Tlie Chorus of Spring. Cant. ii. 12, 13. THE flow'ry meads, the verdant vales, The bleating flocks, the lowing kine, The springing herb, the blooming trees, All in their Maker's praises join. 2 Hark! how the sacred theme resounds! Whilst the sweet warblers of the grove Wing through the air their track^s way, With soft, harmonious notes of love. 3 My soul, and canst thou silent lie, Beneath the bounties of thy God ? Awake, my heart ; awake, my tongue ; And spread your Maker's praise abroad ! s. Steele. Spring : a Rural Meditation. Cant. ii. 12, 13. ~WX7"HAT soft delight the peaceful bosom warms, ▼ V When nature, drest in all her vernal charms, Around the beauteous landscape smiles serene, And crowns with ev'ry gift*the lovely scene. 2 Here woodbines climb, dispensing odors round ; There smiles the pink, with humble beauties crowu'd The fragrant tribes display their sweetest bloom, And ev'ry airy whisper breathes perfume. But this delightful season must decay; The year rolls on, and steals its charms away : Swiftly the gay, the transient pleasure flies : Stern winter comes, and ev'ry beauty dies ! 4 While pensive thought the fleeting bliss deplores, The mind in search of nobler pleasure soars ; And seeks a fairer paradise on high, Where beauties rise and bloom,— and never die. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seasons of the Year. 477 Oratorio of Abel. Gratitude and Praise to the Author of Nature. A Rural Hymn. Cant. ii. 12, 13. HOW cheerful, along the gay mead, The daisy and cowslip appear ; The flocks, as they carelessly feed, Rejoice in the spring of the year. 2 The myrtles that shade the gay bow'rs, The herbage that springs from the sod, Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flow'rs, All rise to the praise of my God. 3 Shall man, the great master of all, The only insensible prove ? Forbid it, fair gratitude's call ; Forbid it, devotion and love. 4 The Lord, who such wonders could raise, And still can destroy with a nod, My lips shall incessantly praise, — My soul shall be rapt in my God. He bade the soft, refreshing gale, Blow gently down the teeming vale, Nor hurt the peeping grain : But, wheu the ear began to rise, To him we rais'd our anxious eyes : Oft, from the cisterns of the skies, He sent, in mercy, rich supplies; — Early and latter rain. 4 And now his hand has crown'd our toil, We joy like those who share the spoil, The harvest-home to bear .' With shouts the laughing pastures ring ; With grateful hearts, ye reapers, sing The praise of heav'n's eternal King, i Through whose paternal care ye bring The produce of the year! 479- Dr. Doud, 478. Autumn. Is. lxiv. 6. 8.8.6. 8.8. 8.8.6. COLLYER. Harvest. Ps. lxv. 9— 13. cxxvi. 5, 6. NOW let our hearts conspire to raise A tribute of united praise To nature's bounteous King ; Whose voice, loud sounding from the pole, In thunder oft is heard to roll; And oft has melted down the soul, When, murm'ring soft along, it stole The zephyr's silken wing. 2 With bread, the heart of man to cheer, See, bending low, the ripen'd ear Bow its luxuriant head ! In vain, ye swains, had been your care, Had not he cans'd the blight to spare The promise of the summer fair; And bid the sun, the rain, the air, Their kindly influence shed. SEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and wither'd to the ground Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound : — " Youths, on length of days presuming, Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. 3 What, though yet no losses grieve you,- Gay with health, and many a grace 1 Let not cloudless skies deceive you; Summer gives to autumn place. 4 Yearly, in our course, returning, Messengers of shortest stay, We proclaim the solemn warning, — Heav'n and earth shall pass away." 5 On the tree of life eternal, Let our highest hopes be staid ! This alone, for ever vernal, Bears a leaf that shall not fade. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seaso?is of Life. 4o0. 8.8. 8.8. 8.6. Barton. A Birth- Day. Eccl. vii. l. A BIRTH-DAY!— what a joyful sound Those words possess'd to childhood's ear, When Fancy shed her sunshine round, And Hope, the flatt'rer, still was near, With balm for ev'ry trifling wound, A smile for ev'ry tear. 2 What is a birth-day now ? — a sound To shake ev'n manhood's sterner heart ; Fancy no sunshine sheds around, And Hope has lost her healing art, While from the world's enchanted ground Its brighter hues depart. 3 But these are only passing things ; The transient things of time and earth — Happy is he whose spirit clings To thoughts of more enduring worth, To whom the day of death but brings More joy than that of birth! 481. C. M. COWPER. Youth prayed for and addressed. Eccl. xii. Ps. xxxiv. 11. 2 Tim. iii. 15. Pr. viii. 17. BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, The gift of saving grace ; And let the seed of sacred truth Fall in a fruitful place. 2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, Of pure and heav'nly root; But fairest in the youngest shows, And yields the sweetest fruit. 3 Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes The voice of saving love ! Your youth is stain'd with num'rous crimes, But mercy reigns above. 4 True, you are young, — but there's a stone Within the youngest breast ; Or half the crimes which you have done Would rob you of your rest. For you the public praj'r is made ; Oh, join the public pray'r! For you the sacred tear is shed ; Oh, shed, yourselves, a tear! 6 We pray that you may early prove The Saviour's quick'ning grace : Too young you cannot taste his love, Or seek his smiling face. 482 CM. Watts. Remember now thy Creator, in the days of thy youth. Eccl. xii. 1. Ps. xxxiv. 11. Prov. viii. 17. CHILDREN, to your Creator, God, Your early honors pay ; While vanity and youthful blood Would tempt your thoughts astray. 2 Be wise, and make his favor sure, Before the mournful day When youth and mirth are known no more. And life and strength decay. 3 The mem'ry of his mighty name Demands your first regard ; Nor dare indulge a meaner flam* Till you have lov'd the Lord. 483. C. M. Doddridge. The Young encouraged to aeeh and love the Saviour. Prov. viii. 17. YE hearts, with youthful vigor warm, In smiling crowds draw near ; And turn from ev'ry earthly chaim, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lavs his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 " The soul that longs to see my face, " Is sure my love to gain ; " And those that early seek my grace, " Shall never geek in vain." SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Seasons of Life. What object, Lord, onr souls should move, If once compar'd with thee? What beauty should command our love Like what in Christ we see ? 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys,— Vain tempters of the mind ! Here may we fix our lasting choice ; For here true bliss we find. 484. L. M. Heginbothom. 77;e Youth's Prayer. 1 Kings iii. 7—9. 2 Chr. i. 7—10. HARK! 'tis your heav'nly Father's call, How soft the charming accents fall ! " Ask and receive, my sons," he cries, With longing heart and melting eyes. 2 Lord, I accept thine offer'd grace ; I come to seek my Father's face : Nor will he turn his ear away Who taught my heart and lips to pray. 3 I ask not wealth, nor pomp, nor pow'r, Nor the vain pleasures of an hour : My soul aspires to nobler things Than all the pride and state of kings. 4 I seek for blessings more divine Than corn, or oil, or richest wine : If those be sent, I'll praise thy name, — Withheld — thy grace I'll still proclaim. One thing I ask, — and wilt thou hear, And grant my soul a gift so dear ? — Wisdom descending from above, The sweetest token of thy love : 6 Then, should'st thou grant me length of days My life shall still proclaim thy praise ; Or early death my soul convey To realms of everlasting day. 485. .8. 8.8.6. Knox. The hoary head is a croun of glory, if it be found in the way of righteousness. Prov. xvi. 31. HOW beauteous are the hoary hairs, That round the with'ring temples wave, Of him, who, free from earthly cares, Descends, amid life's toils and snares, Serenely, to his grave ! 2 What though his tott'ring limbs be weak, To bear him through his downward road? Immortal aid his wishes seek, Who, with a soul resign'd and meek. Leans on the word of God. 3 What though his dearest friends have died, And left him in the wilds to roam ? Yet well he knows where they abide, And longs to cross the darksome tide That keeps him from his home. Morning and Evening. 486. 8.8. 8. PSALMO DOXOLOGIA. Morning and Evening Devotion. Ps. xcii. 1, 2. 1 Chr. xxiii. 30. THE morning hours of cheerful light Of all the day are best; But, as they speed their hasty flight, If all those hours are spent aright, We sweetly sink to sleep at night, And pleasant is our rest. The morning hours again arise, And call our thoughts above : To God we raise our waking eyes, Our humble songs ascend the skies, Our hearts an early sacrifice, And praise redeeming love. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 487. Morning and Evening. 112th. BOWRING. Morning and Evening Worship ; or, Ii bless the Lord at all times. ■ill Ps. xxxiv. lv. 17. TO thee, my God ! to thee I bring My daily grateful offering ; From thee, the Source of joy above, Flow everlasting streams of love ; And all the rays of light that shine, And bless creation, Lord ! are thine. 2 In all below— in all above, We trace thy goodness and thy love : In ev'ry wand'ring rill that flows, In ev'ry gentle breeze that blows, In ev'ry rising, setting sun, We see the High and Holy One. 3 Yes .' in the mid-day's fervid beams, In midnight's visionary dreams, In action and repose, we see, We recognise, and worship thee : To thee our sweetest songs we give, — To thee, Lord, delight to live* 488. C. M. Rowe. Longing for the Presence of Christ : Morning Hymn. Ps. cxliii. 8. John viii. 12. IN vain the dusky night retires, And sullen shadows fly ; In vain the morn with purple light Adorns the eastern sky : — 2 In vain, dispensing vernal sweets, The gentle breezes play ; In vain the birds, with cheerful song9, Salute the new-born day: — 3 In vain, — unless my Saviour's face The gloomy clouds control ; And dissipate the sullen shades, That press my drooping soul. 4 Oh ! visit, then, my spirit, Lord, With favor from on high ; Arise, thou bright, immortal Sun ! And all these shades shall die. Lord, when shall I behold thy face, All radiant and serene, Without those envious, dusky clouds, That make a veil between ? 6 When shall that long-expected day Of sacred vision be, When my enraptur'd soul shall make A near approach to thee? 489. S. M. Scott. Grateful Morning Worship. Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 10. AWAKE, my drowsy soul, These airy visions chase ; Awake, my active pow'rs, renew'd, To run the heav'nly race. 2 See how the mounting sun Pursues his shining way; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, With ev'ry bright'niug ray. 3 Thus would my rising soul Her Heav'nly Parent sing; And to her great Original Her humble tribute bring. 4 Serene, I laid me down Beneath his guardian care : I slept, and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near ! 5 Oh ! how shall I repay The bounties of my God? This feeble spirit pants beneath The pleasing, painful load. 6 Dear Saviour, to thy cross I bring my sacrifice ; Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend With fragrance to the skies. 7 My life I would anew Devote, Lord, to thee ; And in thy blissful service spend A long eternity. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. 490 148th. Mead's Sel. Grateful Morning Worship. Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 16. TO thee, my God, and Friend, I wake my grateful tongue : Still does thy pow'r defend, And claim my morning song : Though many foes Beset me round, Yet sweet repose From thee I found. 2 Though sleep pervade my frame, Still I am safe in sleep; For angels, in thy name, Their watchful stations keep : How rich and great Thy mercies prove : Thine angels wait On men, in love ! 3 Now, blest with morning light, To thee I give the day ; And with renew'd delight Pursue my heav'nly way, Till thou shalt raise My soul above, Where all is praise, And all is love. 4yl. CM. Heginbothom. God the Guardian of our Sleeping Hours, And does the King of Glory wake To guard my sleeping head ? And shining seraphs pitch their tent So near a mortal's bed ? 5 Great God of hosts ! accept the song I own thy wondrous grace ; Oh! may the Guardian of my nights Delight to bless my days. 492. 113th. BOWRING. Morning Worship. Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 16. OH ! how delightful, oh ! how sweet, Again to feel life's pulses beat ; j Again life's kindly warmth to prove ; ! To drink anew of pleasure's spring ; Again our morning song to sing To the Great Cause of light and love .' 2 Thou ! who didst wake me first from nought, And lead my heav'n-aspiring thought To some faint, feeble glimpse of thee : Thou ! who didst touch my slumb'ring heart With thine own hand— and there impart The image of thy Deity : — 3 Oh, teach me, Father ! while I feel The impress of thy glorious seal, — And whence I came,— and whither tend,— Teach me to live — to act — to be Worthy my origin and thee, ,And worthy my immortal end. Ps. iii. 5. lix. 16. STILL do the wheels of time revolve, And bear this life along ; With thanks I end the fleeting days, And hail them with a song. 2 Oh ! what is man when lost in sleep, Amid the shades of night 1 Yet from this lost, defenceless state I rise with new delight. 3 But not defenceless, O my soul ! Observe that guardian hand, Which plac'd those watchful angels there- There set the heav'nly band. 493 L. M. Hawkesworth / laid me down and slept : I auaked ; for the Lord sustained me. Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 16. Is. xxxiii. 2. IN sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely pass'd the silent night ; Again I see the breaking shade, And hail again the morning light. 2 Oh ! guide me through the various maze My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread ; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze When dangers press around my head. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. A deeper shade shall soon impend, A deeper sleep my eyes oppress ; Yet then thy strength shall still defend, Thy goodness still delight to bless. 4 That deeper shade shall break away ; That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; Thy light shall give eternal day ; Thy love — the rapture of the skies. 494. TOPLADY. In the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up. Ps. v. 3. OH ! that I may keep thy word, Taught by thee to watch and pray ! To thy service, dearest Lord, Sanctify the present day : Swift its fleeting moments haste ; Doom'd perhaps, to be my last ! 2 Crucified to all below, Earth shall never be my care ; Wealth and honor I forego, This my only wish and pray'r — Thine in life and death to be, Now and to eternity ! 4y0. 7S. COLLYER. / will sing aloud of thy mercy, in the morning. Ps. lix. 16. v. 3. SAVIOUR, hear my early vow ; Let my praises rise to thee ; Source of all my pleasures thou, Life, and health, and all, to me ; From thy gracious throne on high, Listen, Jesus, to my cry. 2 O'er this morn's unclouded face Storms of darkest grief will roll, If thy brighter beams of grace Visit not my waiting soul : In the sunshine of thine eye Live the splendors of my sky. 3 Rising from the bed of rest, All the strings of life new strung, With thy saving presence blest, Joy shall tune my thankful tongue ; But, except thy face I see, Life itself is death to me. I will praise thee, day by day, Till life's number'd hours shall cease ; Till this spirit soars away, To a world of perfect peace ; Where no ev'ning spreads its shade, Where the day shall never fade. 496. S. M. Berridge. / will sing aloud of thy mercy, in the morning. Ps. lix. 16. iii. 5. v. 3. Lam. iii. 23. MY Guardian's watchful care Preserv'd me through the night ; His providential arm was near Till morn's returning light. 2 No pains upon my bed Prevented my repose ; But, laying down my weaiy head, Refresh'd with sleep I rose. 3 From thee my mercies flow ; In pearly drops they fall ; Oh ! give a thankful bosom too, The sweetest pearl of all. 497« C. M. Steele. Morning Praise and Prayer. Ps. iii. 5. v. 3. lix. 16. Is. xxxiii. 2. LORD of my life! oh, may thy praise Employ my noblest pow'rs ! Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours. 2 Preserv'd by thine almighty arm, I pass'd the shades of night Serene, and safe from ev'ry harm, And hail returning light. 3 While numbers spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes, And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep (death's image) o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay, Thy watchful care was round my bed, To guard my feeble clay. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. Oh ! let the same almighty care My waking hours attend ; From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; And let thy goodness fill my ?oul With gratitude and praise. 498* 7s. Fawcett. Morning Thanksgiving and Prayer. Ps.iii.5. lix. 16. Is.sxxiii. 2. THOU that dost my life prolong, Kindly aid my morning song ; Thankful from my couch I rise, To the God that rules the skies. 2 Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry ; Thy preserving hand was nigh ; Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, Grateful to my weary head. 3 Thou hast kept me through the night: 'Twas thy hand restor'd the light : Lord, thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew. 4 Still my feet are prone to stray ; Oh ! preserve me through the day : Dangers ev'ry where abound ; Sins and snares beset me round. 5 Guard me by thy heav'nly care, From the fowler's lurking snare ; Save me from the tempter's pow'r ; Keep me in the trying hour. 6 Gently, with the dawning ray, On my soul thy beams display; Sweeter than the smiling mora, Let thy cheering light return. 499- C. M. Turner. With gratitude my eyes behold The sun's enliv'ning beams : I might have wak'd in wild surprise, Amid devouring flames. 3 Numbers, this night, great God, have met Their long, eternal doom; And lost the joys of morning light In death's tremendous gloom. 4 Many, ev'n dear to thee, oppvess'd With cares, and fears, and pain, Sleepless, have wish'd returning day, And day returu'd in vain. 5 Still on their restless beds they lie, Their woes bewailing still ; Whilst I, refresh'd by soft repose, A thousand pleasures feel. 6 Amid the various cares of day, Through ev'ry scene I pass, Oh ! grant me, in each needful hour, Thine all-sufficient grace. The dark illume, th' afflicting cheer AVith thy paternal love ; Nor let my earthly pleasures spoil My taste for those above. Morning Thanksgiving and Prayer. Ps.iii.5. v. 3. lix. 10. Ii. xxxiii. 2. TO thee, great God, with thankful heart. My morning song shall rise; Thy goodness makes my slumbers sweet, And cheers my waking eyes. P 500. .-. BOWRING. His greatness is unsearchable. Ps. cxlv. 3. lxv. 8. EXTINGUISK'D now is the last, lone star, The shadows of night are gone ; And lo ! in the east, day's golden car Is fill'd by the glorious sun : And hark ! for a thousand voices call — The spirits of life and love — Attune your hymns to the Father of all, The Sov'reign who reigns above. 2 'Tis He who opens the eastern gates, Who kindles the morning's ray ; His Spirit all nature animates, And the darkness and the day : The field and its glories, all are his, And the music of the sky ; The light of hope, and the smile of bliss, And the bimtiug song of joy. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. His temple is yonder arch sublime ; Its pillars, th' eternal hills; His chorus, the solemn voice of time, Which the wide creation rills : His worshippers are the countless train Which the lap of nature bears — The boisterous wind, and the raging main, And the silence of the spheres. 4 He rides unseen on the harrying storm; He sits on the whirlwind's car; He wraps in the cloud.-, his awful form, And travels from star to star : A thousand messengers wait his will, And a million heralds fly ; And their Sovereign's high behests fulfil, Through a vast eternity. 5 He smiles— and new worlds spring forth to birth, And suns in new glory rise; He frowns — and darkness covers the earth, And mantles the frighted skies : He speaks in the thunder's dreadful roar ; He shines in the lightning's beam : — But, oh ! no mortal thought can soar To any conception of Him ! 501. BOWRING. The Charms of Nature: a Morning Hymn. Ps. xix. 4—6. lxv. S. COME forth in thy purple robes again, Thou brightest star of heav'n ! Another day the Guardian of men Has to his children giv'n : Receive the gift with gratitude; My soul, to thy Maker ascend ; And bear thy songs to the Source of good) To thy Father and thy Friend. 2 I look around, — a thousand things Enjoy the sunny beam ; And Nature her million voices brings To form an anthem to Him : Oh! j< in the songs of the air, the grove, And the chorus of the sea ; For, hark ! the spirits of light above Re-echo the harmony. The senses indeed must be dark and dull, That in nature no charms can see : For beauty's self is more beautiful To the eye of piety : And deaf indeed is the clay-cold car, That no sounds of music greet ; Though nought, as the music of praise and pray'r, Is half so excpiisite. 4 But brighter and fairer than star or sun Is the light that beams from on high — A light that conducts its pilgrims on To the hav'n of endless joy : And thither our tow'ring thoughts shall soar, And there the tir'd spirit shall rest ; While hope bursts open the heav'nly door Of the mansions of the blest. 0\JZ. 7.s. 8.7. From the Russian of Zhukoosky. Morning Aspiration : a Rural Hymn. Ps. v. 3. lix. 16. WHAT awakens new-born joy — Joy and hope thus sweetly mingling ? 'Tis the morn's bright beams, enkindling, Nature's loveliest charms display. 2 Lo! heav'n's temple, bright, serene, \ Where the busy clouds are blending, j Sinking now, and now ascending, Far behind the forest green ! 3 See, the restless swallow flies Through the clouds — his own dominion : Could I reach, on hope's strong pinion, Where that laud of beauty lies ! — 4 Oh ! how sweet — how blest to be Where heav'n's shelter might protect me ! Lord of life ! in love direct me To that bright futurity ! 503. Fawcktt. Spring Morning : a Rural Hymn. Ps. lix. 16. LO ! the bright, the rosy morning, Calls me forth to take the air: Cheerful spring, with smiles returning, I shcrsJin the new-born year. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. Nature now, in all her beanty, With her gently-moving tongue, Prompts me to the pleasing duty Of a grateful morning song. 3 Yonder rise the lofty mountains, Clad with herbage fresh and green ; Playing round the crystal fountains, There the living herds are seen. 4 There the stately forest bending Thrives amid the limpid streams, Whilst the source of day ascending, Crowns it with his mildest beams. 5 Now, their vernal dress assuming, Leafy robes adorn the trees ; Odors now, the air perfuming, Sweetly swell the gentle breeze. 6 See the early blossoms springing ; See the jocund lambkins play ; Hear the lark and linnet singing, Welcome to the new-born day. 7 Vernal music, softly sounding, Echoes through the vocal grove ; Nature now, with life abounding, Swells with harmony and love. 8 Praise to thee, thou great Creator! Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue : Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature — Join the universal song ! 504. L. M. Flex max. Evening Hymn. Ps. iv. 8. cxli. 2. SLEEP, downy sleep, come close my eyes, Tir'd with beholding vanities : Welcome, sweet sleep, that drives away The toils and follies of the day. 2 On thy soft bosom will I lie, Forget the world, and learn to die : O Israel's watchful Shepherd, spread Thine angel-tents around my bed. 3 Clouds and thick darkness veil thy throne, Its awful glories all unknown : Oh ! dart from thence one cheering ray T , And turn my midnight into day. Thus, when the morn, in crimson drest, Breaks from the chambers of the east, My grateful songs of praise shall rise Like fragrant incense to the skies. OUO. s. M. Scott. Evening Hymn. Ps. iv. 8. cxli. 2. SOFT season of repose, Thy sable curtains spread ; Come, downy sleep, and stretch thy wing* Around my weary head. 2 But oh ! the lawless range With which mj thoughts have stray'd, Through mazy paths of sense and sin, From morn to ev'ning shade ! 3 Ah ! born to nobler ends, My soul, no more pursue These fleeting vanities of life, But bid the world adieu. 4 Thy pity, gracious God, Thy pardon 1 implore ; Oh ! heal these follies of my mind, And aid me with thy pow'r. 5 Be thou my friendly guard, While slumb'ring on my bed ; And with thy sacred teachings fill The visions of my head. 6 When morning's cheerful rays Salute my waking eyes, All vig'rous may my soul to thee In grateful songs arise ! 7 Devoted to thy fear, Thy service and thy praise ; My God, I would be wholly thine The remnant of my days. 506. CM. Heginbothom. Evening Trihute and Reflections. Ps. cxli. 2. STAY, stay, my lab'ring pow'rs,awake j To praise awhile your God ; — The God who rules the lightsome day, And spreads these shades abroad. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. The hand which fills my daily cap, And gives me daily bread, Preserves my ev'ning comforts too, And makes my nightly bed. 3 Past, my soid, for ever past, Is an important day ! Its sorrows and its joys are gone, — The serious and the gay. 4 And life itself, that chequer'd scene, Dies with the morning riow'r ; Each scheme dissolves, and ev'ry hope Shall perish in an hour. 5 This night, perhaps, the hand of death May snatch my soul away ; And send it to the shades of woe, Or to eternal day. G My soul, come, meditate the dread; Or, oh ! indulge the joy ; And let the praise of love divine Thy sweetest thoughts employ. 7 'Tis this which cheers my midnight hours. And dissipates the gloom ; Adds a fresh lustre to the light, And glory to the tomb. 8 Thus, while I feel my heav'n-born soul To its own mansions soar, Fearless I give my eyes to sleep, Though 1 should wake no more. 507 TOPLADY. God the Guardian of our Sleeping Hours. Ps. xci. 5, G. 11. BENEFICENT Hearer of pray'r, Thou Feeder and Guardian of thine. My all to thy covenant care I sleeping and waking resign : If thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And fast as my moments roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. 2 Thy minist'ring spirits descend, And watch while thy saints are asleep ; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep : Bright seraphs, dispatch'd from thy throne, Fly swift to their stations assign'd; And angels elect are sent down, To guard the elect of mankind. 3 Thy worship no interval knows ; Their fervor is still on the wing; And, while they protect my repose, They chaunt to the praise of my King : I too, at the season ordain'd, Their chorus for ever shall join ; And love and adore, without end, Their gracious Creator and mine. 508. L. M. From Bow ring. I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep ; for thou, Lord, only makest me to dwell in safety. Ps. iv. S. THE labors of the day are done ; And oh ! how exquisitely blest, Who, with the calm, declining sun, Retires in holy peace to rest. 2 Thrice blest, beneath theirGuardian's smile, And tranquil as the heav'ns above, To sleep— securely sleep, awhile, In the kind arms of heav'nly love : 3 With no reproaching voice within, To break upon the calm of bliss ; As ev'ning's earliest dews serene, And gentle as the twilight is. 4 Alas ! the brightest and the best Of earthly pleasures soon decay ; The sweetest and the loveliest Glide, like a passing breeze, away. 5 But saints from death itself shall rise, Renew'd by heav'n's eternal spring ; And, in the garden of the skies, In endless beauty bloom again. 509. Doddridge. Happy Confidence in the Divine Favor. Ps. iv. 8. INTERVAL of gratefal shade, Welcome to m\ weary head ; Welcome slumbers to my eyes, Tir'd with glaring vanities! SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. Still my gracious God allows Needful periods of repose : By my heav'nly Father blest, Thus I give my pow'rs to rest. 3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name ! Day and night thy love's the same : Far be each suspicious thought, Ev'ry anxious care forgot. 4 Thine indulgence, bounteous God ! Crowns my days with various good : Thy kind eye, that cannot sleep, These defenceless hours shall keep. 5 By my heav'nly Father blest, Thus I give my pow'rs to rest: Sweet vicissitude to me, Day and night I'm still with thee. 510. 7<. Doddridge. Sappy Confidence in the Divine Favor. Ps. iv. 8. WHAT though downy slumbers flee, Strangers to my couch and me ? Sleepless, well I know to rest, Leaning on my Father's breast. 2 While the empress of the night Mildly sheds her silver light ; While the vivid planets stray. Various, through their mystic way : — 3 While the stars nnnnmber'd roll Round the ever-constant pole ; Far beyond these spangled skies, All my soul to God shall rise, — 4 'Midst the silence of the night, Mingling with those angels bright, Whose harmonious voices raise Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise. 5 Through the throng, his gentle ear Shall my tuneless accents hear : His kind presence shall impart Secret comfort to my heart. 6 He, in these serenest hours, Guides my intellectual pow'rs,— Bears my sweetest thoughts above, On the wings of faith and love. P2 Happy who are call'd to share Such a tender Parent's care! Blest alternative to me, Thus to sleep or wake with thee. Oil. 7 S . Doddridge. Happy Confidence in the Divine Favor. Ps. iv. 8. WHAT if death my sleep invade ? Should I be of death afraid 1 While encircled by thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. 2 What if beams of op'ning day Shine around my breathless clay ? Brighter visions from on high Shall regale my mental eye. 3 Tender friends my loss may mourn, From their kind embraces torn : — Dearer, better friends I have, In the realms beyond the grave. 4 See the guardian angels nigh Wait to waft my soul on high ! See the golden gates displayed ! See the crown to grace my head ! 5 See a flood of sacred light, Which shall yield no more to night! Transitory world, farewell! Jesus calls with him to dwell. 6 With thy heav'nly presence blest, Death is life, and labor rest : Welcome life or death to me ! Still secure, for still with thee. 512. S. M. Reliance on the Care of our Heavenly Fatlier. Ps. iv. 8. ANOTHER day is past, The hours for ever fled ; And time is bearing me away, To mingle with the dead. 2 My mind in perfect peace My Father's care shall keep; I yield to gentle slumbers now. For thou canst never sleep. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. Happy the souls alone On thee securely Btay'd ! Nor shall they be in life alarm'd, Nor be in death disraay'd. 513. CM. H. K. White. Thy blood and thy merits I sing, Which hide my transgressions from view : Thy grace and thy Spirit, my King, 1 Shall ev'ry corruption subdue : j Till death with his message shall come, ; My heart of thy favor assure ; j Then take me to dwell near thy throne, Evening Hymn, for Family Worship. Where sorrow and sin are no more Ps. cxli. 2. OLORD, another day is flown ; And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fost'ring hand. 2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear To praises low as ours 1 Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. 3 Oh ! let thy grace perform its part, And let contention cease ; And shed abroad, in ev'ry heart, Thine everlasting peace. 4 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led, The Sun of righteousness shall shine In glory on our head. 514. 8s. A Night Song, written in an Hour of Temptation. Ps. cxviii. 13. IMMACULATE Saviour and Friend, My Guardian by night and by day, With comforts and gladness descend, And speak my opposers away : Thy presence alone can dispel These monsters of hell from my breast, — Can only salvation reveal, And hush my temptations to rest. 2 My eyelids refuse their repose, And slumbers depart from my eyes : My Sun, in the darkest extreme With beams of salvation arise ; Thy Spirit of wisdom impart, My ev'ry desire to control ; Thy likeness impress on my heart, To cleanse and to perfect my soul. 515. BOWRIKG. A Star-light Evening's Devotion. Ps. viii. 3. TH E cold wind strips the yellow leaf ; The stars are twinkling faintly o'er us ; All Nature wears her garb of grief, While day's fair book is clos'd before us. 2 Oh 1 in an hour so still as this, From care, and toil, and tumult stealing, I'll consecrate an hour to bliss — To sweet devotion's holy feeling : 3 And rise to Thee— to Thee, whose hand Unroll'd the golden map of heaven ; Mantled, with beauty, all the land ; Gave light to morn, and shade to eveu : 4 Being, whose all-pervading might The laws of countless worlds disposes: Yet gives the sparkling dews their light, Their beauty to the blushing roses. 5 Tho' dark may be earth's vale, and damp, Ten thousand stars shine sweetly o'er us ; And immortality's pure lamp Gladdens and gilds our path before us. 516. 6.5. 7.5. Miss Bowles. Evening Tranquillity. OUR day calmly closes In joys pure and deep: Peace again strews with roses The pillow of sleep. 2 His eye is still waking, To guard us from ill, At the word of whose speaking The tempest is still. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. 517- W&TTS. A Summer's Evening. HOW fine has the day been ! how bright was the ean ! How lovely and joyful the course that he run ! Though he rose in a mist, when his race he begun, And there follow'd some droppings of rain : But, now the fair traveller's come to the west, His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best ; He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest, And foretels a bright rising again. 2 Just such is the Christian ! — His course he begins, Like the sun, in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears : — then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace ; And gives a sure hope at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array. 518. 8.8.4. S,8.4. Roby. Evening an Emblem of Death. THERE is a beam upon the hill ; There is a light that lingers still On ocean's breast : There is a blush of rosy light Steals o'er the diadem of night, Far in the west. 2 Though setting now the smiling ray, And falling softly round my way Eve's parting glow ; It tells of days to come, as bright As that which now has turn'd its flight To skies below. 519. 112th. American Monthly Mag. Saturday Evening. SWEET is the last, the parting ray, That ushers placid ev'ning in; When, with the still, expiring day, The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin: How grateful to the anxious breast The sacred hours of holy rest! Hush'd is the tumult of the day, And worldly cares and business cease, While soft the vesper breezes play, To hymn the glad return of peace : Delightful season ! kindly giv'n To turn the wand'ring thoughts to heav'n. So, when life's changing hour has pass'd, And death's cold shades are gath'ring fast Around my head ; A ray of heav'n will pierce the gloom, And shed its lustre round my tomb, When day is fled. Oft as this peaceful hour shall come, Lord, raise my thoughts from earthly things, And bear them to my heav'nly home, On faith and hope's celestial wings, — Till the last gleam of life decay In one eternal Sabbath-day ! SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Morning and Evening. 520. 112th. BOWRING. Saturday Evening. It has not wingM its flight in vain, Though it should ne'er return again. And who would sigh for its return? We are but pilgrims, born to mourn ; THE week is past ! and has it brought Some beams of sweet and soothing And moments, as they onward flow, thought ! Cut short the thread of human woe, If it has left some mem'ry dear I And bring us nearer to the scenes Of heav'nly raptures tasted here, I Where sorrow ends, and heav'n begins. Lord's Day. 521 12.11. 12.11. Edmeston. Lord's Day Morning. Rev. i. 10. NOW let us repose from our labor and sorrow ; Let all that is anxious and sad pass away ; The rough cares of life lay aside till to-morrow; But let us be tranquil and happy to-day. 2 To-day on the mount, we would seek for thy blessing ; O Spirit of holiness, meet with us there ! Our hearts then will feel— (thy sweet influence possessing,) The rapture of praise and the fervor of pray'r. OjtJi' L. M. Jo6. Stennett. Lord's Bay Morning. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11. ANOTHER six days' work Is done; Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; Improve the day thy God has blest. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; Provides an antepast of heav'n, And gives this day the food of 6ev'n. 8 Oh ! that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense, to the skies: And draw from heav'n that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it knows. 4 This heav'nly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains,— The end of cares, the end of pains. With joy, great God, thy works we view, In varied scenes, both old and new ; With praise, we think on mercies past ; With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day— In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 523. CM. Babdauld. Lord's Day Morning. Ps. cxviii. 24. Is. lviii. 13. AGAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes ihe kindling ray ; Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pouts increasing day. 2 Oh ! what a night was that, which wrapt A sinful -world in gloom ! Oh ! what a Suu, which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb ! SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Lord's Day. This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung; Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, And praise on ev'ry tongue. 4 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 524. 8.8. O. P. Lord's Day Morning. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11. Is. lviii. 13. WELCOME, returning day of rest, Welcome to soul's by sin oppress'd, Welcome to this reviving breast, Sweet Sabbath day! 2 United hymns of pray'r and praise, To Him whose love still guides our ways, We hasten, at thy dawn, to raise, Sweet Sabbath day ! 3 Oh I may we feel that Saviour near Whose presence dries the mourner's tear, And makes thy hallow'd hours more dear, Sweet Sabbath day ! 4 May thy delightful season prove How much we owe our Saviour's love ; And tit us for the joys above, Sweet Sabbath day ! 525. L. M. Miss Tuck. Lord's Day Morning. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11. Is. lviii. 13. H AIL) sacred day of holy thought, Sweet Sabbath of serene repose; 527. 10s. Be earth's low pleasures all forgot In joys the worldling never knows. 3 The peaceful strains that fill the grove, Now, with increasing sweetness flow, In notes of harmony and love, Like Paradise renew'd below. 3 And now more pure the dew-drop seems, And lovelier is the flow'ret's bloom, And brighter are the morning's teams, And richer is its sweet perfume. 4 Fair emblem of eternal rest! Where nothing earthly shall control, Nor sin nor grief nor care molest, Or cloud that sabbath of the soul. 5 There uas a Sabbath once, below, Brighter than fancy's loveliest dream ; Free from the canker-worm of woe ; Unsullied as the solar beam : 6 And such a Sabbath, bright and pure, In all its beauty shall return,— In all its glory to endure : — Who would not greet that Sabbath morn ! 020. CM. Barbacld. The Rest of the Holy Sabbath. Ex. xv i. 23. SL EEP — sleep to-day, tormenting cares, Of earth and folly born ! Ye shall not dim the light that streams From this celestial morn. 2 To-morrow will be time enough To feel your hareh control ; Ye shall not violate this day, — The sabbath of my soul. Browne. This is the day which the Lord hath made ; us uitl rejoice and be glad in it. Ps. cxviii. 24. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 8—11. is. lviii. 13, HAIL, happy day ! the day of holy rest, When saints assemble, and on dainties feast When all in smiles the God of grace descends, Opens his stores, and entertains his friends. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Lord's /Jay. Let earth and all its vanities be gone, Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone ; Its flatt'ring, fading glories I despise, And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 3 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies, And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : Oh! meet my rising soul, thou God of love, And waft it to the blissful realms above! 4 Or, if I may not climb the starry height, And see thee blazing on a throne of light ; If still the veil betwixt us must divide, And still my Saviour's matchless glories hide ; — 5 Yet here display the wonders of thy grace; Look through the skies, and show thy smiling face ; Stoop down, blest King of glory, from above, And earth shall kindle with seraphic love. 528. L. M. DODDKIDGE. The Eternal Sabbath. Heb. iv. 9. THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above; To that our lab'ring souls aspire With ardent pangs of strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place; No groans to mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose; No midnight shade, no clouded sun ; But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our lab'ring souls aspire With ardent pangs of strong desire. 529. CM. Cennick. Lord's Day Evening. Heb. iv. !). WHEN, dearest Saviour, when shall I Behold thee all serene ; Blest in perpetual sabbath day, Without a veil between '? Assist me while I wander here, Amidst a world of cares; Incline my roving heart to pray, And then accept my pray'rs. 3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give, To be my guide and friend; To light my path to ceaseless joys, — To sabbaths without end. DoO. C. M. Browne. Lord's Day Evening. Heb. iv. 9. FREQUENT the day of God returns To shed its quick'niug beams ; And yet how slow devotion burns ! How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, Our frailties, Lord, forgive ; We would bo like thy saints above, Unlike them as we live. 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend Wluie the assembly ne'er breaks up, The sabbath ne'er jhall end :— 4 Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air, With heav'nly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine :— SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Lord's Day. Where we, in high, seraphic strains, Shall all our pow'rs employ ; Delighted range th' ethereal plains, And take our fill of joy. 531 L. M. Edmeston. The Calm of a Sabbath Eve. Is. lviii. 13. THIS time, how lovely and how still ! Peace shines and smiles on all below The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with ev'ning's setting glow ! 2 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels thy sweet calm, and melts in love ; And, while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heav'n above. 532 Edmestox. A Summer Lord's Day Evening. Gen. ii. 3. Ex. xx. 11. Is. lviii. 13. IS there a time M'hen moments flow More peacefully than all beside? It is, of all the times below, A Sabbath eve in summer's tide. Oh ! then the setting sun smiles fair: And all below and all above, The different forms of nature, wear One universal garb of love. And then the peace that Jesus beams, The life of grace, the death of sin, With nature's placid woods and streams, Is peace without, and peace within. 4 Delightful scene ! a world at rest, A God all love, no grief, no fear, A heav'nly hope, a peaceful breast, A smile unsullied by a tear. 5 If heav'n be ever felt below, A scene so heav'nly, sure, as this, May cause a heart on earth to know Some foretaste of celestial bliss. 6 Delightful hour! how soon will night Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ! And soon the morn's returning light Will call us to the world again ! 7 Yet will there dawn, at last, a day ; A sun, that never sets, shall rise ; Night will not veil his glorious ray : — The heav'nlv sabbath never dies. Lord's Supper* 533. This L. M. in remembrance of me. Luke xxii. 19. 1 Cor. xi. 24, 25. 2 Tim. ii. 8. YES, we'il record thy matchless love, Thou dearest, tend'rest, best of friends ; Thy dying love the noblest praise Of long eternity transcends. 2 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give, Thy beauties through these veils to see ; Celestial food thy table yields, And happy they who sit with thee ! 534. C. M. COWPER. Welcome to the Table. Matt. xxvi. 20—28. Luke xxii. 19, 20. Mark xiv. 22—24. 1 Cor. xi. 23—26. THIS is the feast of heav'nly wine : Jesus invites to sup; The juices of the living vine Were press'd to fill the cup. 2 Oh! bless the Saviour, ye that eat, With royal dainties fed ; Not heav'n affords a costlier treat, For Jesus is the bread. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Lord's Supper. The vile, the lost, — he calls to them ! Ye trembling souls, appear ! The righteous iu their own esteem Have no acceptance here. 4 Approach, ye poor, no more refuse The banquet spread for you : Dear Saviour ! this is welcome news,- Then I may venture too ! 535. L. M. Steele. A View of the Redeemer's Sufferings. Is. liii. 3—12. Matt. viii. 17. LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove Amid the wonders of thy love, Sweet hope revives my drooping heart, And bids intruding fears depart. 2 But while thy suff'rings I survey, And faith enjoys a heav'nly ray, These dear memorials of thy pain Present anew the dreadful scene. 3 I hear thy groans with deep surprise, And view thy wounds with weeping eyes ; Each bleeding wound, each dying groan, With anguish fraught, with pains unknown. 4 Repentant sorrow fills my heart, But mingling joy allays the smart; Oh .' may my future life declare The sorrow and the joy sincere. 5 Be all my heart, and all my days Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; And let my glad obedience prove How much I owe, how much I love. 536. C. M. Jos. Stennett. The Riches of the Saviour's Banquet. Matt. xxvi. 26—28. Luke xxii. 19, 20. Mark xiv. 22—24. 1 Cor. xi. 23—2(3. " Eat, my friends," the Saviour cries, " The feast was made for you ; For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, And rose in triumph too." 3 With trembling faith and contrite hearts Lord, we accept thy love : 'Tis a rich banquet we have had, — What will it be above! 4 Ye saints below, ye hosts of heav'n, Join all your praising pow'rs ; No theme is like redeeming love, No Saviour is like ours. 5 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, I'd give them all to thee ; Had I ten thousand tongues, they all Should join the harmony. 537. S. M. LORD, at thy table we behold The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire, that we Should find a welcome place .' Ascribed to Doddbidge. Christian Fellowship at the Lord's Table. Matt. xxvi. 26—28. Mark xiv. 22—24. Luke xxii. 19, 20. lCor. x. 16, 17. xi. 23—26. JESUS, the Friend of man, Invites us to his board ; The welcome summons we obey, And own our gracious Lord. 2 Here we survey that love Which spoke in ev'ry breath ; Crown'd ev'ry action of his life. And triuniphM in his death. 3 Here let our pow'rs unite, His honor'd name to raise ; Pleasure and joy till ev'ry mind, Aud ev'ry voice be praise. 4 And while we share the gifts His bounteous hands bestow, Let ev'ry heart, in friendship join'd, \\ ith kind affections glow. 5 Our souls, expanded wide By our Redeemer's grace, Shall, in the arms of fervent love, All luav'n and earth embrace. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. 53b. C. M. Leech. For a Time of General Sickness. Rom. viii. 10. DEATH, with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms ; In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2 Attendant plagues around him stand, And wait his dread command; And pains and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3 With mighty force he scatters round His shafts of deadly pow'r ; While the grave waits its destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail ; Eternal life is your reward, When life on earth shall fail. 5 The arrows that shall wound your flesh Were giv'n him from above, Dipp'd in the great Redeemer's blood, And feather'd all with love. 6 These with a gentle hand he throws, And saints lie gasping too ; But heav'nly strength supports their souls, And bears them conqu'rors through. 7 Joyful, they stretch their wings abroad, And all in triumph rise To the fair palace of their God, — To mansions in the skies. 5<3y. S. Pearce. For a Sick Chamber. Written ivhen deprived by Sickness of attending Public U or ship. Ps. xlii. 4. fl^HE fabric of nature is fair, A But fairer the temple of grace ; To saints 'tis the joy of the earth, The most glorious and beautiful place. 2 To this temple I once could resort, With crowds of the people of God ; Enraptur'd we enter'd his courts, And hail'd the Redeemer's abode. Q The Father of mercies we prais'd, And prostrated low at his throne ; The Saviour we lov'd and ador'd, Who lov'd us and made us his own. 4 How oft to the message of peace, To sinners address'd from the sky, We listen'd — extolling that grace Which sets us, once rebels, on high ! 5 Faith clave to the crucified Lamb ; Hope, smiling, exalted its head; Love warm'd at Emmanuel's name, And vow'd to observe what he said. C What pleasure appear'd in the looks Of the brethren and sisters around ! With transport all seem'd to reflect On the blessings in Jesus they found. 7 Sweet moments ! if aught upon earth Resembles the joy of the skies, It is when the hearts of the flock, Conjoin'd, to their Shepherd arise. 8 But ah ! these sweet moments are fled ! Pale sickness compels me to stay Where no voice of the turtle is heard, As the moments are hasting away. 9 My God ! thou art holy and good ; Thy plans are all righteous and wise : Oh! help me, submissive, to wait Till thy love shall command me to rise :- 10 If to follow thee here in thy courts, May it be with fresh ardor and zeal ; With success, and increasing delight, Performing the whole of thy will : — 11 Or .should'st thou in bondage detain, To visit thy temples no more, Prepare me for mansions above, ) Where nothing exists to deplore ! — 12 | Where Jesus, the Sun of the place, ! Refulgent, incessantly shines ; j Eternally blessing his saints, And pouring delight on their minds. 13 There — there are no prisons, to hold The captive from tasting delight : There — there the day never is clos'd With shadows, or darkness, or night. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. 14 There, myriads and myriads shall meet, In our Saviour's high praises to join; While, transported, we fall at his feet, And extol his redemption divine. 15 Enough then — my heart shall no more Of its present bereavements complain : Ineffable joys are in store, And a blissful eternity's mine ! 540. CM. Watts. Complaint and Hope, under great Pain. Job vii. 3, 4. Ps. vi. 6. LORD ! I am pain'd ; but I resign To thy superior will : 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While those that love thee groan : Thy reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God ; Lest the o'erburthen'd heart should break Beneath thine heavy rod. 4 These groans and sighs and flowing tears Give my poor spirit ease ; While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With peace upon its wings ? Give it, God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. 541. 9.7. 8.7. I). Dale. Wearisome nights are appointed to me. Job vii. 3, 4. Ps. vi. 6. NIGHT spreads her mantle o'er the sky, And all around are sleeping, While I, in tears of agony, My restless couch am steeping : I sigh for morn— the rising ray Awakes the earth to gladness; I turn my sick'ning soul away — It smiles upon my sadness. The wave so sparkling in the beam That trembles o'er the river, A moment sheds its quiv'ring gleam, Then shuns the sight for ever : So soft a ray can pleasure shed, \\ hile secret snares surround it ; So Bwift that faithless hope is fled Which wins the heart to wound it. 3 But though all earthly hope be fled, A brighter hope remaiueth ; Ev'n while these storms hang o'er my head, I know my Saviour reigneth : [clay, Though worms may waste this with'ring When flesh and spirit sever ; My soul shall see eternal day, And dwell with God for ever. 542, CONDER. Blindness. THE taper has quiver'd its last: hope ! must I bid thee farewell? I must ! for the mandate is pass'd, That consigns me in darkness to dwell. 2 In vain on my eyeballs shall play The blaze of meridian skies; No sun shall e'er gladden my day, No moon on my midnight arise. 3 No more at the glories of dawn Shall my bosom with ecstasy heave ; Farewell to the blush of the morn, And the blush of fond, lingering eve .' 4 Farewell to the sweets of the spring, Which she throws from her mantle of green! The gales all their fi ngrancy bring ; But, alas! they all blossom unseen ! 5 Farewell to the light of the eye! To the heart-cheering smile of a friend! Now, beaut)— (and why should I si^h?) — Thine enchantments are all at an end ! C But ah! there existed a few — Shall I see their lov'd face? no more! — There was one— oh, how dear was the view! — For ever, alas ! is it o'er? SEASOXS AXD CIRCUAISTAXCES. Providences. Ah ! fio 'tis a feverish dream ; My eyes are but clos'd for the night : At the dawn of eternity's beam I shall wake into transport and light ! 8 And still, though the day-light is fled, Does mem'ry the twilight prolong : Bright visions encircle my head, And wake into rapture my song. 9 The sun that gilds memory's fields Dispenses perpetual day ; The spring of the fancy ne'er yields, Deflow'ring, to winter's stern sway. 10 The forms that once lovely appear'd Still lovely in memory bloom; The flow'rets which fancy has rear'd Still blossom and smile on the tomb. 11 My friend shall grow wrinkled and old ; All v% ither'd ev'n beauty shall be : The change 1 shall never behold, And age shall be beauty to me. 12 And time shall so silently steal When I sink into peaceful decay, That the ev'ning I scarcely shall feel, But fancy it still to be day. 13 Death's footsteps around I shall hear, But view not the frown on his face ; Nor the features of those who are dear Ever start in a stranger to trace. 14 But why should terrestrial ties Round my heart and my fancy entwine ? faith ! lend me wings to arise, And make bright futurity mine ! 15 And o'er me thy radiance pour, Thou world of pure day-light and bliss ! My soul shall then murmur no more To be shut out for ever from this. 16 This life's but a feverish dream, And short is mortality's night : — At the dawn of eternity's beam 1 shall wake into transport and light! 17 Oh, the wonders that hour shall unfold ! What glories around me shall blaze! Oh 1 the bliss when that sun I behold, And for ever rejoice in his rays! j43. C. M. Steele. Desiring the Presence of God in Affliction. Jam. v. 13. THOU only centre of my rest, Look down with pitying eye, While, with protracted pain oppress'd, I breathe the plaintive sigh. 2 Thy gracious presence, my God, My ev'ry wish contains; With this, beneath affliction's load, My heart no more complains. 3 This can my ev'ry care control, And gild the gloom with light ; This is the sunshine of the soul, — Without it all is night. 4 My Bord, my life, oh ! cheer my heart With thy reviving ray; And bid these mournful shades depart, And bring the dawn of day^ ! 5 Oh ! happy scenes of pure delight ! Where thy full beams impart Unclouded beauty to the sight, And rapture to the heart. 6 Her part in those fair realms of bliss My spirit longs to know ; My wishes terminate in this, Nor can they rest below. 7 Lord, shall the breathings of my heart Aspire in vain to thee ? Confirm my hope, that where thoa art I shall for ever be. 8 Then shall my cheerful spirit sing The darksome hours away ; And rise, on faith's expanded wing, To everlasting day. 544. 112th. From the German : translated by BOWRIXG. Consolation in Distress. 2 Kings iv. 26. Neh. ix. 33. Ps. cxix. 75. 1 Thes. iii. 2, 3. W vain are sighs ! how vain regret ! Complaint could ne'er subdue die- tress : H SEASONS AXD CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. Ev'n though with grief our couch be wet, We shall not therefore weep the less:— No ! tears but add a gloom the more To that which was so dark before. 2 When joy should dawn, our God decrees; But only sends that joy to bless : And oft his searching vision sees Joy in apparent wretchedness : He comes unlook'd for — and whene'er He comes, both peace and joy are there. 3 Then di-em not, in thy gloomiest hour, That God abandons thee to woe : Wilt thou mistrust his awful pow'r, Or wilt thou doubt his goodness? — No! Yet a few hours— and time shall prove His changeless, countless, matchless love. 4 His rule is wondrous — at his will This mighty universe, with all Its beings, vibrates, or is still — And kingdoms rise, and kingdoms fall : He lifts the lowly, sinks the high, In his uncounseli'd majesty. 5 Ob ! then be calm — and tread serene, With pray'r and praise, life's varying road ; 'Tis gay with flow'is — its paths are green, And thou art guided by thy God : Be calm — for thine eternal rest Is near— and heav'n will make thee blest. Yes, Lord, I own thy sov'reign hand, Thou just and wise and kind : Be ev'ry anxious thought suppress'd, And all my soul resign'd. 546. 112th. BOWMNG. Be still, and know that I am God. Ps. xlvi. 10. 2 Kings iv. 2G. LORD, let my trembling soul be still, While darkness veils this mortal eye ; And calmly wait thy holy will, Though wrapt in fears and mystery : Thy purposes I cannot see, Yet all is well — since rul'd by thee. 2 When, mounted on thy clouded car, Thy wisdom sends affliction down, I can discern thy light afar, Still sweetly beaming through thy frown; And, should 1 faint a moment — then I think of thee, and smile again. So, trusting in thy love, I tread The narrow path of duty on : What, tho' some chei ish'd joys are fled ? What, tho' some flatt'ring dreams are gone ? Yet purer, brighter joys remain : Why should my spirit, then, complain ! 545. C. M Steele. Submission to the Divine Will under Affliction. 1 S; IS. PEACE, my complaining, doubtii heart ; Ye busy cares, be still ; Adore the just, the sov'reign Lord, Nor murmur at his will. 2 Unerring wisdom guides his hand ; Nor daies my guilty fear, Amid the sharpest pains I feel, Pronounce his hand severe. 3 Let me reflect, with humble awe, Whene'er my heart complains, — Compar'd with whit my sins deserve, How easy arc my pains .' 547. C. M. Eduesto.w I know, O Lord, that thy judgments are right, and that thou in faithfulness hast afflicted me. Ps. cxix. 75. OTHOU whose mercy gnides my way ! Though now it seem severe, Forbid my unbelief to say There is no mercy here ! 2 Oh ! grant me to desire the pain That comes in kindness down, More than the sweetest earthly gain Succeeded by a frown. 3 Then, though thou bend my spirit low, Love only shall I see ; The gracious hand that strikes the blow Was wounded once for me. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. 548. L. M. BOWRING. Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth. Heb. xii, 6. Ps. cxix. 75. WHEN disciplin'd by long distress, And led thro' various paths of woe, Say, dost thou love thy children less 1 No, ever-gracious Father! no. 2 No distance can outreach thine eye, No night obscure thine endless day : Be this my comfort when I sigh, Be this my safeguard when I stray. 549. L.M. Cotton. Affliction Sanctified. Ps. xciv. 12. cxix. 71. 75. Heb. xii. 6. AMID these various scenes of ills, Each stroke some kind design fulfils ; And shall I murmur at my God, When sov'reigu love directs the rod 1 2 Peace, rebel thoughts! I'll not complain : My Father's smiles suspend my pain ; Smiles — that a thousand joys impart, And pour the balm that heals the smart. 3 Though heav'n afflicts, I'll not repine ; Each heart-felt comfort still is mine ; Comforts — that shall o'er death prevail, And journey with me through the vale. 4 Dear Jesus, smooth that rugged way, And lead me to the realms of day ; To milder skies, and lighter plains, Where everlasting sunshine reigns. 550. C. M. Cowper's Goon. Love Increased by Suffering. Ps. xciv. 12. cxix. 71. BEFORE the poiv'r of love divine Creation fades away, Till only God is seen to shine In all that we survey. Q2 In gulphs of awful night, we find The God of our desires ; 'Tis there he stamps the yielding mind, And doubles all its fires. 3 Flames of encircling love invest, And pierce it sweetly through ; 'Tis fill'd with sacred joy, yet press'd With sacred sorrow too. 4 Fresh causes of distress occur Where'er I look or move ; The comforts I to all prefer, Are — solitude and love. 5 Exile, nor prison do I fear ; Love makes my courage great ; I find a Saviour ev'ry where, — His grace in ev'ry state. 6 There, sorrow for his sake is found A joy beyond compare; There, no presumptuous thoughts abound ; No pride can enter there. 7 Nor castle walls, nor dungeons deep, Excimie his quick'ning beams ; There I could sit, and sing, and weep, And dwell on heav'nly themes. 551. C. M. Watts. A Sight of Heaven in Sickness. Ps. xciv. 12. cxix. 71. OFT have I sat in secret sighs, To feel my flesh decay ! Then groan'd aloud, with frighted eyes, To view the tott'ring clay. 2 But I forbid my sorrows now; Nor dares the flesh complain : Diseases bring their profit too, — The joy o'ercomes the pain. 3 My cheerful soul, now, all the day Sits waiting here, and sings: Looks through the ruins of her clay, And practises her wings. 4 Faith almost changes into sight, While, from afar, she spies Her fair inheritance, iu light, Above created skies. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. 552 64 C. M. Watts. I Happy Frailty. 2 Cor. v. 1—8. HOW meanly dwells th' immortal mind ! How vile these bodies are ! Why was a clod of earth design'd T' enclose a heav'nly star ! 2 Weak cottage, where our souls reside ! This flesh, a tott'ring wall ! With frightful breaches gaping wide, The building bends to fall. 3 Around it storms of trouble blow, And waves of sorrow roll ; Cold waves and winter storms beat thro', And pain the tenant-soul. 4 Alas! how frail our state I" said I, And thus went mourning on ; Till, darting from the cleaving sky, A gleam of glory shona. 5 My spirit felt the glory come, And breath'd her native air ; Then she remember'd heav'n her home, And she a pris'ner here. 6 Straight she began to change her key ; And, joyful in her pains, She sung the frailty of her clay In pleasurable strains. 7 " How weak the prison where I dwell ! Flesh but a tott'ring wall ! The breaches cheerfully foretel The house must shortly fall. 8 No more, my friends, shall I complain, Though all my heart-strings ache ; Welcome disease, and ev'ry pain That makes the cottage shake. 9 Now let the tempest blow around ; Now swell the surges high ; And beat this house of bondage down, To let the stranger lly. 10 I have a mansion built above, By the eternal hand : And should the earth's old basis move, My heav'nly house must stand." 553, CM. Heginbothom. Comfort in Sickness. Ps. xli. 3. WHEN" sickness shakes the languid frame, Each dazzling pleasure flies ; Phantoms of bliss no more obscure Our long-deluded eyes. 2 Then the tremendous arm of death Its fatal sceptre shows ; And nature faints beneath the weight Of complicated woes. 3 The tott'ring frame of mortal life Shall crumble into dust ; Nature shall faint ; but learn, my soul, In nature's God to trust. 4 He whose believing heart is fix'd Securely on his God, From ev'ry frown may draw a joy, And kiss the chast'ning rod. 5 Nor him shall death itself alarm ; On heav'n his soul relies; With joy he views his Saviour's love, And with composure dies. 554. C. M. TOPLADY. Sickness Sweetened. Ps. civ. 34. ~¥"W7"HEX languor and disease invade TT This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look bej oncl the cage, And lone to fly away : — 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward, to the place Where Jesus pleads above : — 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name In life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own : — 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid; Sweet to remember that his blood My debt of sutt'iing paid :— SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. Sweet in his righteousness to stand, Which saves from second death ; Sweet to experience, day by day, His Spirit's quick'ning breath : — 6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend :— 7 Sweet in the confidence of faith To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. 8 If such the sweetness of the stream, What must the fountain be ; Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee ! ODD. 3.7. 8.7. 4.7. S. Peircb. Sweet Affliction. — A Song in a Storm. Ps. xciv. 12. civ. 34. cxix. 71. IN the floods of tribulation, While the billows o'er me roll, Jesus whispers consolation, And supports my fainting soul : Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord. 2 Thus the lion yields me honey ; From the eater food is giv'n : Strengthen'd thus, I still press forward, Sinking, as I wade to heav'n, — Sweet affliction ! Aad my sins are all forgiv'n. 3 'Mid the gloom, the vivid lightnings With increasing brightness play ; 'Mid the thorn-brake, beauteous flow'rets Look more beautiful and gay : Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 4 So, in darkest dispensations Does my gracious Lord appear, With his richest consolations, To re-animate and cheer : Sweet affliction ! Thus to bring my Saviour near. Floods of tribulation heighten ; Billows still around me roar : Those that know not Christ ye frighten ; But my soul defies your pow'r : Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord. 6 In the sacred page recorded, Thus his word securely stands : " Fear not, I'm, in trouble, near thee ; Nought shall pluck thee from my hands. Sweet affliction ! Ev'ry word my love demands. 7 All I meet, I find assists me In my path to heav'nly joy ; Where, though trials now attend me, Trials never more annoy : Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 556. Jervis. Gratitude and Praise for Recovery from Sickness. Ps. ciii. 2, 3. HOW vast is the tribute I owe, Of gratitude, homage, and praise, To the Giver of all I possess, The life and the length of my days ! 2 Thou alone, the Great Author of all ! The faithful, unchangeable Friend ! Thou alone all our griefs canst remove, Thou alone from all sorrows defend. 3 When the ills I foreboded were come, I pour'd out my sighs and my tears ; And to him who alone can relieve My soul breath'd its vows and its pray'rs. 4 [pain, When my heart throbb'd with anguish and When paleness my cheek overspread, When sickness pervaded my frame, Then my soil on my Maker was stay'd. 5 When death's awful image was nieh, And no mortal was able to save, Thou didst brighten the valley of death, And illumine the gloom of the grave. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. In mercy, thy presence dispels The shades of affliction's dark night ; And turns the sad scene of despair To a morning of joy and delight. 7 Great Source of my comforts restor'd Thou healer and balm of my woes ! Thou hope and desire of my soul ! On thy mercy I'll ever repose. 8 How boundless the gratitude due To thee, O thou God of my praise ! The fountain of all I possess, The life and the light of my days 1 Though all creation round thee smile, Wait for thy change in solemn fear ; Lest Satan blind thy soul the while, And death, when least in thought, be near: Happy, if ready,— then, in love The invitation will be giv'n, From thorns below to thrones above, j " And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n :" — ; The rivulets of life pass'd by, J Safe launch'd into eternity. 557. CM. Watts. Prayer for Zeal, after Recovery from Sickness. WHEN death and everlasting things Approach and strike the sight, The soul unfolds itself, and brings Its hidden thoughts to light : 2 The timid Christian speaks for God, With courage owns his name ; And spreads the Saviour's grace abroad, — The zeal subdues the shame. 3 Lord, shall my soul again conceal Her faith — if death retire? Shall shame subdue the lively zeal, And quench th' ethereal fire ? 4 Oh 1 may my thoughts for ever keep The grave and heav'n in view; Lest, if my zeal and courage sleep, My lips grow silent too. 558. 10 8s. On a Sudden and Afflictive Providence. Prov. xxvii. 1. THOUGH the worn mariner prevail, When tempest-tost on many a wave ; The stream that ripples through the vale May be the cotter's wat'ry grave : Though age his shalter'd bark may buoy, Amid the tempest of disease ; The skirt of youth, and health, and joy, May sink benealh the softest breeze : Youth bears no talisman to charm; Nor health, the conqu'ror to disarm. 559- 8.8. 8.9. 8. Le Breton's Sel. The Child of Sorrow. IN youth's fair morn, when first I threw My eyes across life's chequer'd road, On airy pinions fancy flew ; With gay delight my bosom glow'd ; And while its varied sweets I shar'd, And hope still promis'd bliss to-morrow, I liv'd in ease, and little fear'd I should become the child of sorrow. 2 But soon those transient visions fled, And life's realities arose ; Affliction, frowning o'er me, shed Her bitter cup of mingled woes : And oft, to hide the grief that prey'd Upon my heart, a smile I'd borrow : The starting tear the cheat betray'd, And shovv'd me still the child of sorrow. 3 Though painful long the lesson prov'd, 'Twas salutary in the end : My mind, from earthly joys remov'd, With ardor Bought a heav'nly Friend ; Nor sought in vain ; for soon I found Faith could discern a brighter morrow; — Calm resignation heal each wound, And hope still cheer the child of sorrow. 4 What, though the tempest o'er me rise, And threat'ning clouds around me lour? The Friend on whom my soul relies Will guide me through each trying hour: Still in his word will I confide, And thence my sweetest comforts borrow : He who has all my wants supplied Will ne'er forsake the child of sorrow. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Providences. 560. S.6. 8.6. 3.8. Conder. The Poor Man's Consolation. Luke vi. 20. Jam. ii. 5. AS much have I of worldly good As e'er my Master had ; I diet on as dainty food, And am as richly clad, [board, Though plain my garb, though scant my As Mary's son, and nature's Lord. 2 As much the world's good-will I share, Its favors and applause, As He whose blessed name I bear, — Hated without a cause ; Despis'd, rejected, mock'd by pride, Betray'd, forsaken, crucified. 3 Why should I court my Master's foe 1 Why should I fear its frown? Why should I seek for rest below, Or sigh for brief renown ? — A pilgrim to a better land, An heir of joys at God's right hand. 561 D. L. M. M. La Source. Translated by H. M. Williams. .4 Prison Hymn. Heb. xi. 36. OH ! calm the tumults that invade Our souls, and lend thy pow'rful aid : Great Source of mercy ! soothe our pains. And break — oh ! break our cruel chains ! To Thee the captive pours his cry ; To Thee the mourner loves to fly : The incense of our tears receive— - 'Tis all the incense we can give. 2 Eternal Pow'r ! our cause defend : O God .' of Innocence the friend ! With Thee for ever she resides ; In Thee for ever she confides : Thou know'st the secrets of the breast ; Thou know'st th' oppressor and th' opprest : Lord ! our wrongs with pity see, While we, adoring, look to Thee ! 562 112th. Dale. N The Martyr to his Apostate Judge. !— think not I can ever be False to my Saviour's hallow'd name, I For aught that thou could'st offer me — A little life— a little fame : 'Twere weak ipdeed, to lose for them A bright, unfading diadem. 2 Hear, then, my firm resolve— and now The guards, the racks, the flames prepare ; And brand me false and frail as thou, If I retract or tremble there : Go thou, thy bleeding Lord disown ; Be mine the faithful martyr's crown ! 3 Aye, thou may'st smile,— but not in scorn, Proud minion of a despot's will ; Thy direst vengeance have I borne, And stand prepar'd to bear it still : My pride, my glory it shall be To die for Him who died for me .' 4 And if one passing pang I feel, Deluded crowd ! 'tis felt for you : Ev'n thus resolv'd the truth to seal, I would that ye were martyrs too! Blest Saviour!— Lord of earth and heav'n— Oh ! be their sins and mine forgiv'n ! From Knox. TJie days of thy mourning shall hz ended. Is. Is. 20. OH ! weep not for the joys that fade Like ev'niiig lights away — For hopes that, like the stars decay'd, Have left thy mortal day ; For clouds of sorrow will depart, And brilliant skies be giv'n ; And though on earth the tear may start, Yet bliss awaits the holy heart Amid the bow'rs of heav'n. 2 Oh ! weep not for the friends that pass Into the lonesome grave, As breezes sweep the witherM grass Along the restless wave ; For though thy pleasures may depart, And darksome days be giv'n, — And lonely though on earth thou art, Yet bliss awaits the holy heart When friends rejoin in heav'n. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Social Meeti)igs. 564. L. M. COWPER. Where two or three, are gathered toge- tlier in my name, there am I in the midst of tliem. Matt, xviii. 20. JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat ; Where'er they seek thee thou art found, And ev'ry place is hallow'd ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confin'd, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the pow'r of pray'r, To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heav'n before our eyes. Nor shall the glowing flame expire When nature droops her sick'ning fire; Then shall they meet in realms above, A heav'n of joy, a heav'n of love. 565. L. M. Barb.vuld. Christian Friendship. Ps. It. 14. cxxxiii. 1. HOW blest the sacred tie, that binds In sweet communion kindred minds ! How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes To each the soul of each how dear ! What jealous love ! what holy fear! How does the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt and mortal woe ; Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together they frequent the place Where God reveals his smiling face : How high, how strong their raptures swell, There's none but kindred souls can tell. 566. S. M. Fawcett. Christian Love. Ps. cxxxiii. 1. John xiii. 34. 1 Pet. iiu 8. BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love! rhe fellowship of kindred minds Resembles that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent pray'rs ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one, — Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burthens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we are call'd to part, It gives us mutual pain; But we shall still be join'd in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. 567 CM. Swain. Christian Love. Ps. cxxxiii. 1. John xiii. 34. 1 Pet iii. 8. HOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, When those that love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And thus fulfil his word :— 2 When each can feel his brother sigh, And with him bear a part ; When sorrow Hows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart : — SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Social Meetings. When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love : — 4 When love, in one delightful stream, Through ev'ry bosom flows ; And union sweet, with dear esteem, In ev'ry action glows. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heav'n, that finds His bosom glow with love. 568. S. M. Beddome. Ye are all one in Christ Jesus. Gal. iii. 28. LET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread : Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their Head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd. 3 Thus will the church below Resemble that above ; Where streams of endless pleasure flow, And ev'ry heart is love. 569- C. Weslet. The Harmony of Love. Eph. v. 2. Col. ii. 2. 1 Pet. iii. 8. LORD, subdue our selfish will ; Each to each our tempers suit, By thy modulating skill, Heart to heart, as lute to lute. 2 Sweetly on our spirits move ; Gently touch the trembling strings; Make the harmony of love Music for the King of kings ! Of\J. 143th. Montgomery. Christian Unity. Ps. cxxxiii. HOW beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree In friendship to unite, And bonds of charity : Tis like the precious ointment sh6d O'er all his robes from Aaron's head. 2 'Tis like the dew that fills The cups of Hermon's flow'rs, Or Zion's fruitful hills, Bright with the heav'nly show'rs, When mingling odors breathe around. And glory rests on all the ground. 3 For there the Lord commands Blessings, a boundless store, From his unsparing hands — Yea, life for evermore : Thrice happy they who meet above, To spend eternity in love ! 571 7.6. D. S. M. Waring. Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity ! Ps. cxxxiii. WHILE earth-born strifes are swell- How cheering to behold Peace, love, and concord dwelling In God's own gather'd fold ! Though climes or names may sever, Though wide the pasture spread, That flock is one, for ever, In its immortal Head. 2 What spicy odors, blended, O'er Aaron's locks were roll'd ! — O'er Aaron's robes descended, Down to the flinging gold ! But there are sweets more holy Than eastern groves may yield ; Or laden gales waft slowly From Sheba's fragrant field. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Social Meetings. Perfum'd with costlier treasure, Our Priest anointed praj s : 'Twas poui'd beyond all measure On Him of endless days : His people, too, shall share it ; For still it downward flows : His robe, whoe'er may wear it, Sheds sweetness as it goes. 572, As blooms the lowly flower, On Hennun's mighty side ; And drinks the dew's soft shower, To distant plains denied — They bloom, a home possessing Where Zion's summits soar : For there — there rests the blessing Ev'ii life for evermore. 11.11. 10.10. 10.10. From the Dutch. Christian Union. 's. cxxxm HOW sweet to see the joy-conferring union Of friends and brothers bound in fond communion ! Who not by force of birth or blood alone, But by their mutual sympathies are known ; And ev'ry heart and ev'ry mind relies On the endearments of fraternal ties. 573. Oh ! blest abode, where love is ever vernal ; Where tranquil peace and concord are eternal ; Where none usurp or seek the highest claim, But each, in love, asserts the others' fame : Oh ! what are all earth's joys, compar'd to thee- Lovely, fraternal unanimity! 8. 8. 7. 7. 7. 7. Rev. T. Grinfield. What are meetings, here, but partings ? "TfXTHAT are meetings, here, but part- VV ings? What are ecstasies, but smartings? Unions what, but separations ? What attachments, but vexations? Ev'ry smile but brings its tear, Love its ache, and hope its fear; All that's sweet must bitter prove ; All we hold most dear — remove! 2 Foes may harm us ; but the dearest, Ever, here, are the severest : Sorrows wound us ; but we borrow From delight the keenest sorrow: 'Tis to love our farewells owe All their emphasis of woe : Most it charms that most annoys ; Joys are griefs, and griefs are joys .' 3 [ness, Heav'nward rise !— 'tis Heav'n, in kind- Mars our bliss, to heal our blindness ; Hope from vanity to sever ; Off'ring joys that bloom for ever, In that amaranthine clime, Far above the tears of time, Where nor fear nor hope intrude, Lost in pure beatitude ! 574. 6.5. 5. 6. 6. 6. 5. Alaric A. Watts. When shall we meet again . WHEN shall we meet again? Meet ne'er to sever? When will peace wreathe her chaii Round us for ever | Our hearts will ne'er repose Safe from each blast that blows In this dark vale of woes, — Never — no, never ! SEASONS AND CIECUMSTANCES. Social Meetings. But where no storms can chill, Friends ne'er deceive as ; Where, with protracted thrill, Hope canuot grieve us : — Theie, with the pure in heart, Far from sin's venom'd dart, There we may meet, to part Never — no, never ! 575. 3.7. 3.7. T. G. The Christian Pilgrimage cheered by the Star of Hope. THO' traveling through a wilderness, Where duty's call divides us, — Though many a wintry storm distress, — The star of hope shall guide us. 2 And this shall cheer the lonely way, And gild the gloom of sorrow ; And, through the shades of parting day, Point to a brighter morrow. 3 Ev'n should this star be clouded here, And should we meet — ah! never, The transient juys or life to share, — 'Twill not be dimm'd for ever. 4 No ! —we shall meet, though parted here, To part again — oh, never ! But, joyful, with our Saviour there To spend a long for ever ! 576. Newton. A Parting Hymn. AS the sun's en'.iv'rjing eye Shines in ev'ry place the same, So the Lord is always nigh To the souls that love his name. 2 For a season call'd to part, Let us, then, ourselves commend To the gracious eye aud heart Of our ever present Friend. 3 Jesus, hear our humble pray'r, Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ; Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. R In thy strength may we be strom Sweeten ev'ry cross and pain : Give us, if we live, ere long Here to meet in peace again. j77- 8. S. 3.4. The Farewell. Acts xx. 25. 33. WHEN the s:;d, parting word we hear, That seems of past delights to teli, Who then, without a sacred tear, Can say Farewell ? 2 And are we ever doom'd to mourn That ev'n our joys may lead to pain ? Alas ! the rose without a thorn We seek in vain. 3 Yet hope may charm our grief away, And pour her animating strain, That friends belov'd— some future day- Shall meet again. 4 While friendship weeps, her aid she lends The deep-inflicted wound to heal; And calms the sorrow which attends The last farewell. 578. 3. 3. 8. 3. M:ss E. M. T7ie Hope of Christian Friendship, in the Anticipation of Parting. WHY do we shed the silent tear, That kindred minds, no longer neaT, Perhaps no more shall mingle here Together? 2 Ere bow'd beneath affliction's rod, The peaceful paths of life we trod, And journey'd to the house of God Together. No separate wish our thoughts employ 'd, No separate care our bliss alloy'd, Ever we sorrow 'd or enjoy 'd Together. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Social Meeting* Let not that gentle heart repine, Inestimably dear to mine, Should heav'n no more our lot assign Together. 5 We have a fairer home on high, Where we shall dwell for ever nigh, And spend a blest eternity Together. 579- T. Moore. 580. Miss Bowles. Meeting of Christian Friends in Heaven. OH ! 'tis sweet to think — hereafter, When the spirit leaves this sphere, j Love, with deathless wings, shall waft her I To those she long hath mouru'd for here. J 2 Hearts from which 'twas death to sever, Eyes the world can ne'er restore, There, more warm, more bright than ever Shall meet us, and be lost no more. TJie Hope of Christian Friendship, in the Anticipation of Parting. 'railS sweet to think — 'tis passing sweet, I That friends, long-sever'd friends, shall meet ; That kindred souls, on earth disjoin'd, Shall meet from earthly dross refin'd, Their mortal cares and frailties o'er, And mingle hearts, to part no more. 2 But for this hope, this blessed stay, When earthly comforts fade away, Oh! who could view th' expiring eye, Nor wish with those they love to die ? Who could receive their parting breath, Nor long to follow them in death 1 3 But we have brighter hopes — we know How short this pilgrimage of woe : We know that our Redeemer lives ; We trust the promises he gives ; And part, in hope to meet above, Where all is joy, and all is love. Circumstances of Public and National Interest. 581 C. M. BODLN. For Societies for the Relief of the Distressed. Job xxix. 13. Ps. xvi. 2, 3. cxvi. 12. BRIGHT Source of everlasting love ! To thee our souls we raise ; And to thy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life With ev'ry cheering ray ; Kindly restrain* the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. 3 When, sunk in guilt, our souls approach'd The borders of despair ; Tin >i ace, through Jesus' blood, proclaim'd A free salvation near. 4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord, For thy benignity 1 The goodness sinful worms can yield Extendeth not to thee. To tents of woe, to beds of pain, Our cheerful feet repair ; And with the gifts thy hand bestows Relieve the mourner's there. 6 The widow's heart shall sing for joy ; The orphan shall be glad: And hung'ring souls we'll gladly point To Christ, the living bread. DO 2. 8.8. 8.8. 10.10. Stockport Col. Charity. 1 Cor. xiii. AWAK E the soft, harmonious lays ! And let the sweetest songs aiise ! 'Tis heav'n-born charity we praise, The source of all our earthly joya : Hail, charity ! what heart but glows with thee— I Bright emanation of the Deitj ! SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Circumstances of Public and National Interest. Compassion's voice salutes the ear, Hark ! how she pours the gentle sigh : How softly steals the lucid tear From sympathizing pity's eye ! Hail, charity ! what heart but glows with thee — Bright emanation of the Deity ! 3 To thee the widow's cheerful song, With joy, the grateful tribute pays : To thee the helpless orphan's tongue Aspi/es in artless notes of praise Hail, charity ! what heart but glows with thee — Bright emanation of the Deilv! 583 C. If. Doddridge. The Good Samaritan. Luke x. 30—37. FATHER of mercies, send thy grace, All-pow'rful, from above ; To form in our obedient souls The image of thy love. 2 Oh ! may our sympathizing breasts That gen'rous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe. 3 When the most helpless sons of grief In deep distress are laid ; Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 585. So Jesus look'd on dying man, When thron'd above the skies ; And, 'midst th' embraces of his God, He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground ; And shed the richest of his blood, A balm for ev'rv wound. 584. C. M. Doddridge. Relieving Christ in his Members. Matt. xxv. 35—40. Ps. xvi. 2, 3. JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace Thy bounties, bow complete ! How shall I count the matchless ?nm ! How pay the mighty debt ! High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine : What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thine ! 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace ; Whose humble names thou wilt confess Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, And visited and cheer'd ; And in their accents of distress, My Saviour's voice is heard. Ediiesto.v. Relieving Christ in his Members. Ps. xvi. 2, 3. Matt. xxv. 35—40. THE willow that droops by the side of the river, And drinks all its life from the stream that flows by. In return, spends that life in the cause of the giver, And shadows the stream from the heat of the sky. 2 My Saviour, my God, it is thou, — I adore thee ! — Yes, thou art this life-giving fountain to me : But I am all weakness — a suppliant before thee ; I cannot return this protection to thee. 3 But ah I thou ha»t many a lov'd one, in sorrow, Who wanders along this bleak world all alone : For such, from the good thou hast sent, would I borrow ; And this my Redeemer will graciously own. SEASONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. Circumstances of Public and National Interest. 586. C. M. DODDRIUCL. Providing a Heavenly Treasure. Luke xii. 33. THESE mortal joys, how soon they fade ! How swiftly pass away ! The dying flow'r reclines its head, The beauty of a day. 2 But there are joys that cannot die, With God laid up in store ; Treasure, beyond the changing sky, Brighter than golden ore. 3 To that my rising soul aspires, Secure to find her rest ; And glories in such wide 1 desires, Of all her wish possess'd. 4 The seeds, which piety and love Have scatter'd here below, In the fair, fertile fields above To ample harvests grow. 5 The mite my willing hands can give At Jesus' feet I lay ; Grace shall the humble gift receive, And heav'n at large repay. 587 S.M. Montgomery. J 'or Sunday Schools. \JKJlTHiy, these walls be peace, If Love through our borders found ; In all our little palaces Prosperity abound. 2 God scorns not humble things : Here, though the proud despise, The children of the King of kings Are training for the skies. 588. C. M. Montgomery. \Vi re* you not children once ? — Renew The time when young as we : Think of the friends that nourish'd you, And hearken to our plea. 3 Are there not feelings from above, In ev'ry heart, that reign 1 The pulse, the voice, the look of love : — Shall nature plead in vain ? 4 Have you no dear ones round your hearth, As weak and young as we ? Think— if like ours had been their birth, Could you resist their plea ? 5 Have you not known a Saviour's grace, For man's redemption slain ? Behold that Saviour in our place:— Shall Jesus plead in vain 1 G No ! — by his early griefs and tears, When poor and young as we, — By all his woes in after years, Accept your Saviour's plea. 589. L. M. Heginbothom. National Mercies. Ps. xxxiii. 12. cxliv. 15. THRICE happy nation ! where the Lord The banners of his love displays ; Reveals the secrets of his word, And gives the blessings of his grace. 2 Around our coasts, by thy command, The seas, a mighty bulwark, roar: Our mightier bulwark is thy hand; Thy hand defends our favor'd shore. 3 Still let the Lord on Britain smile, While we with grateful hearts adore ; Nor ever leave his chosen isle Till time and nature are no more. Appeal from Poor Children. FRIENDS of the poor, the young, the weak, Regard our humble train ; Compassion at your hands we seek : — Shall children plead in vain? 590. L. M. Waits. Vationai Thanksgiving. Numb, xxiii. 23. 2 Cor. i. 10. T I Like mountains ol eternal brass Pillars to prop ,ml " &inldltg \eath will invite our souls to go Where our best kindred dwell. S 2 632. C M. Doddridge. Comfort under the Loss of Ministers. Josh. L 2. 5. "J^TOW let our mourning hearts revive 1_tI And all our tears be dry ; [grief t Why should those eyes be drown'd in Which view a Saviour nigh 1 g What, though the arm of conq'ring death Ev'n God's own house invade ? What, though the prophet and the priest Be number'd with the dead ? 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, — The aged and the young, — The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, And mute th' instructive tongue ; — 4 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 5 : ' Lo ! I am with you," saith the Lord, " Your safeguard and your guide ; Your Saviour still— and happy they Who in my love confide ! " 6 Through ev'ry scene of life and death, Thh promise is our trust ; And this shall be our children's song, When we are cold in du^t. 633 CM. Dals. Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end le like his. Numb, xxiii. 10. DEAR as thou wert, and justly dear, I would not weep for thee ; One thought shall check the starting tear, — It is — that then art free. 2 And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r The tears of love restrain ; Oh ! who that saw thy parting hour Could wish thee here again ! 3 Gently the passing spirit fled, Sustain'd by grace divine : Oh ! may such grace on me be .-bed, An I make mv end like thine. DEATH. Funeral Occasions. 634. BoWRING. Whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall never die. John xi. 26. [shroud TH E Yare not gone — whom death's dark Has curtain'd from our mortal eye ; They are not gone : Down to their bed of rest they bow'd — It was their portal to the sky — The pathway to their throne. 2 They cannot die — " whose spirits here Were one with Christ, their living Head :" They cannot die : Though the time-wasted sepulchre, In which their vestiges are laid, Crumbled in dust may lie. 3 They are not dead — whose ashes fill That melancholy house of clay : They are not dead : They live in brighter glory still, Than ever cheer'd their earthly way, Full beaming round their head. 635. i. 7. 8. 7. COLLYER. The Happiness of Departed Saints, the Consolation of Survivors. Rev. xxi. 3, 4. 23. 25. CEASE, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those yoa love ; Pain, and death, and night, and anguish, Enter not the world above. 2 While our silent steps are straying, Lonely, through night's deep'ning shade, Glory's brightest beams are playing Round the happy Christian's head. 3 Light and peace at once deriving From the hand of God most high, In his glorious presence living, They shall never — never die ! 4 Endless pleasure, pain excluding, Sickness, there, no more can come ; There, no fear of woe, intruding, Sheds o'er heav'n a moment's gloom. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and Eternity. 636. 7.G. 7.6, 7.7. 7.C. BURTON. Tim Flight of Time, and the Brevity of Life. Job vii. 6. ix. 25, 26. Ps. cii. 11. cxliv. 4. rrVME is winging us away JL To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the tomb : Youth and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms ; All that's mortal soon shall be Enclos'd in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the tomb : But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty, soon, above ; Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. 637. L. M. Steele. The Shortness of Time, and the Frailty of Man. Ps. xxxix. ALMIGHTY Maker of my frame, Teach ine the measure of my days ! Teach me to know how frail I am, — To spend the remnant to thy praise. 2 My days are shorter than a span ; A little point my life appears : How frail, at best, is dying man .' How vain are all his hopes and fears 1 THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and Eternity. Vain his ambition, noise, and show ! Vain are the cares which rack his mind ! He heaps up treasures, mix'd with woe, And dies, and leaves them all behind. 4 Oh, be a nobler portion mine! My God ! I bow before thy throne : Earth's fleeting treasures I resign, And fix my hope on thee alone. 638. 3.7. 8.7. 7.7. Kelly. Oh ! what is life 1— 'Tis like the bow That glistens in the sky : We love to see its colors glow — But while we look they die : Life fails a3 soon : to-day 'tis here — To-morrow it may disappear. 3 Lord, what is life ? — If spent with thee. In humble praise and pray'r, How long or short our life may be, We feel no anxious care : Though life depart, our joys shall last When life and all its joys are past. If hat is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and then canisheth away. Jam. iv. 14. Ps. cxliv. 4. 640. 6.4. 6.4. Mrs. Fkt. WHAT is life? 'tis but a vapor; Soon it vanishes away : Life is but a dying taper : my soul, why wish to stay ? Why not stretch thy wings, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy ! 2 See that glory! — how resplendent! Brighter far than fancy paints : There, in majesty transcendent, Jesus reigns, the King of saints : Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy. 3 Joyfnl crowds, his throne surrounding, Sing with rapture of his love : While his glorious praise, resounding, Fills the blissful courts above : Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy. Ooy. 8.6.8.6.8.8. Jane Taylor. What is your life ? Jam. iv. 14. Is. si. 6—8. OH ! what is life 1— 'Tis like a flow' That blossoms — and is gone : It flourishes its little hour, With all its beauty on : — Death comes — and, like a wintry day, It cuts the lovely flow'r away. The Swiftness of Time, and the Trials of Life, terminate in the Christian's Joy. 2 Cor. iv. 17. WHAT though the moments fly ? Mourn not their speed ; Sweet shall thy portion be Whither they lead. 2 Though sorrow count the hours, Hoping the last, Let not thy spirits faint Ere they be past. 3 Smile when the moments fly — Smile when they stay — Life's longest, shortest night Closes in day. 641 S. M. Doddridge. Boast not thyself of to-morrow. Prov. xxvii. 1. Jam. iv. 13 — 16. TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, Lodg'd in thy sov'reign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away : Oh ! make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this fleeting hour Eternity is hung, Waken, by thine almighty pow'r, The aged and the young. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and Eternity. One thing demands or.r care ; Oh, be it still pursued! Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renew'd. 5 To Jesus may we fly, Swift as the morning light ;" Lest life's young, golden beams should die In sudden, endless night. 642. 8.7. 8.7. Take no thou yht for the morrow. Matt. vi. 34. CARE no longt r for the morrow ; Ask not what it will bestow : Haply it conceals a sorrow Better we should never know. 2 But should unexpected pleasure From succeeding moments rise, Doubly sweet would be the treasure- Doubly welcome the surprise. 643. S. M. Doddridge. Give glory to the Lord your God, before he cause darkness. Jer. xfii. IC. John ix. 4. xii. 35. THE 6wift, declining day, How fast its moments fly ! While ev'ning's broad and gloomy shade Gains on the western sky. 2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, And use the hours of light ; For know, its Maker can command An instantaneous night. 3 His word blots out the sun, In its meridian blaze ; And cuts from smiling, vig'rous youth The remnant of its days. 4 Give glory to the Lord, Who rules Xhe whirling sphere ; Submissive, at his footstool bow, And seek salvation there. Then shall new lustre break Through all the horrid gloom; And lead you to unchanging light, In your celestial home. 644. 8.3. 8.8. 9.9. Miss Tuck. TJiis is not your rest. Mic. ii. 10. THE soul, immortal and sublime, Was never form'd to rest on earth ; No — it shall spurn the wrecks of time, Exulting in its loftier birth : Rejoicing in a nobler union, Where spirits hold sublime communion. This world, in all its glories drest, — Its riches, honors, pow'r, and fame, With all it reckons dear and blest, — Must vanish as a baseless dream ; Fleeting as those bright hues, adorning The earliest visits of the morning. 3 How beautiful the vernal day I Its mingling tints and flow'rets bloom : How dear is autumn's chasten'd ray! How peaceful ev'ning's sweet perfume ! But while we fondly stay, admiring, The transient beauties are expiring! 4 Friendship with kindred souls how deai ! The kindling interchange of mind, — Affection's precious smile, or tear, — And sympathy, for ever kind : Death shows his soul-appalling token — Life's sweetest charm at once is broken ! 5 Who has not felt the restless glow— The wish — the feeling undefin'd — For something still— unknown below, To satisfy th' immortal mind ? To more enduring joys aspiring, — A brighter, " belter world desiring T " 6 The soul, immortal and sublime, Was never form'd to rest on earth; No— it shall spurn the wrecks of time, Exulting in its heav'nly birth : Rejoicing in a nobler union, Where spirits hold sublime communion. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and Eternity. 645. L.M. Bow.-.ixg. The Present and the Future Compared. "¥"W7"*nk;E days and weeks pass gently How little do we deem that the;e Are germs of immortality — The buds of mightiest destinies! 2 Time's visions are but treachery, Soon wreck'd on dark oblivion's wave ; ■ Its paths, however bright they be, Lead to one common spot — the grave. 3 A higher destiny is mine, And brighter hope?, and holier cares ; — Thoughts, stretching on to joys divine : Hours, pregnant with eternal years ! -: My thoughts ascend above the earth, And seek their primal, high abode, — The country of their heav'nly birth — The glorious paradise of God ! 646. C. M. Steele. The Vanities of Time, compared with unseen Realkies. . hr. 13. HOW long shall earth's alluring tcys Detain our hearts and eyes ; Regardless of immortai joys, And strangers to the skies ? 2 These transient scenes will soon de:ay ; They fade upon the sight ; And quickly will their brightest day Be lost in endless night. 3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain ! With conscious sighs we own ; While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, O'ershade the smiling noon. 4 Oh ! could our thoughts and wishes fly — Above these gloomy shades, To those resplendent worlds on high Which sorrow ne'er invades! — 5 There, joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever-blooming prospect rise, Unconscious of decay. 647 7 83. From the Spanish : translated by E0WRi.,G. The th\rgs ichich are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal. 2 Cor. iv. 18. rjpKE glorious things of heav'nly birth _1_ Lnchang'd, eternal, shall remain; While the most steadfast things of e:.rth Are all unstable— trembling— vain :— The sport of mutability, The things of earth, though fair thsy be, Will fade and perish speedily. 2 The things we ?ee above ire bright, Unfading, pure, and beautiful ; While all below is dark as night,— Umnreilectual, selfish, dull : I know not what the senses see To wean us from eternity, Tc. scenes that fade so speedily. 3 The spirit has its native seat In the celestial heights above; Earth is its prison — its retreat, — Where, lost in mists, 'tis doom'd to rove ; Feeble and dim, and tremblingly, Man wanders on, perplex'd to be 'Mid things of earth, that fade and flee. 4 The things of earth are like a river, — A summer river, swiftly dry ; The things above endure for ever, — Their ocean is immensity : There, streams of joy, which ne'er shall be Exhausted, roll eternally ; And thither let our spirits flee. 648. 5 7s. EOWEIMG. The Aspect of Immortality to the Christian. Rom. ii. 7. ITS OUND u», o'er us, is there aught jL\ Which can fill oir highest thought' Aught which may deserve to be With our noblest aims inwrought? Yes! 'tis Immortality! TEE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and El- , Is there, when around the sonl All the waves of trouble roll, — Is there aught, whose energy Can that rolling tide control ? Yes ! 'tis Immortality ! 3 Whither may the soul repair, When the blast of worldly care 640. Snaps the flow'r, and blights the tree? Where is comfort ? — tell me where, But in Immortality ! 4 Immortality shall cheer All my path, however drear ; Still its holy light shall be Sunshine, blessed sunshine, &ere : Welcome, Immortality .' 12.11. 12.11. P&RXEN. To-morrow. HOW sweet to the heart is the thought of to-morrow, When hope's lively pictures bright glories display! How sweet, when we can from futurity borrow A balm for the griefs that afflict us to-day. 2 When six days of labor, each other succeeding, With hurry and toil have my spirit oppress'd ; What pleasure to think, as the last is receding, To-morrow will be a sweet sabbath of rest I 650. And when the vain shadows of time are retiring, — When life is fast fleeting, and death is in sight, — The Christian, believing, exulting, expiring, Beholds a to-morrow of endless delight. 7.6. Edmeston. The Prospect of a Happy Eternity, a Balm for the Sorrows of Time. 2 Cor. iv. 17, 18. WHEN all that most we cherish'd Of earthly joys is gone ; When all we lov'd has perish'd, And we are left forlorn :— 2 If still the heart is clinging To flow'rs that bloom below,— That languish in their springing, And wither ere they blow: — 3 What disappointments cover The path-way that we tread ! Dark clouds around it hover, And all its sun has fled. 4 But if eternal gladness To faitl^s keen eye appear, That beam dispels our sadness, — That prospect calms our fear. 651. 8.7. 0.7. D. Con dm. Anticipation of the Future State. OH, the hour when this material Shall have vanish'd like a cloud ! When, amid the wide ethereal, All th' invisible shall crowd; And the naked soul, surrounded With realities unknown, Triumph in the view unbounded, — Feel herself with God, alone. 2 In that sudden, strange transition, By what new, and liner sense Shall she grasp the mighty vision, And receive its influence ! Angels guard the now immortal, Through the wonder-teeming space, To the everlasting portal,— To the spirit's resting place. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Time and Eternity. Will she, there, no fond emotion, Nought of earthly love retain 1 Or, absorb'd in pure devotion, Will no mortal trace remain 1 Can the grave those ties dissever With the very heart-strings twin'd ? Must she part, and part for ever, With the friends she leaves behind ? No! the past she still remembers : Faith and hope, surviving, too, Ever watch those sleeping embers, Which must rise and live anew : For the widovv'd, lonely spirit, (Incomplete till cloth'd afresh,) Longs perfection to inherit,— Longs to triumph in the flesh. Angels, let the ransom'd stranger In your tender care be blest ; Hoping, trusting, free from danger, Till the trumpet end her rest : Till the trump which shakes creation Through the circling heav'ns shall roll Till the day of consummation, Till the bridal of the soul. Can I trust a fellow-being, Can I trust an angel's care 1 O thou merciful All-seeing ! Beam around my spirit there. Jesus, blessed Mediator, Thou the airy path hast trod : Thou, the Judge, the Consummator, Shepherd of the fold of God ! Blessed fold ! no foe can enter, And no friend departeth thence ; Jesus is their Sun, their Centre, And their shield— Omnipotence. Blessed !— for the Lamb shall feed thei All their tears shall wipe away ; To the living fountains lead them, Till fruition's perfect day. 8 Lo ! it comes— that day of wonder ; Louder chorals shake the skies: Hades' gates are burst asunder ; See the new-cloth'd myriads rise ! Thought, repress thy weak endeavor; Here, must reason prostrate fall : Oh! th' ineffable For Ever,— And the eternal All in all! 652 S.7. B. Barton. Now, tve see through a glass, darkly. 1 Cor. xiii. 12. NOW, we see, beyond the portal Of the grave's brief resting place, Glimpses of those joys immortal Which await the heirs of grace. 2 Now, we feel, at times, in sorrow, Hopes whereon the heart can stay, — Preludes of a brighter morrow, Which shall chase our griefs away. 3 Oh! if such the hopes attendant While by faith we darkly see, — How unspeakably transcendent Must the full fruition be ! The Resurrection and Judgment. OOO. c. M. Watts. A Prospect of the Resurrection. 1 Thes. iv. 16, 17. LO ! I behold the scatter'd shades ; The dawn of heav'n appears ; The sweet, immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres. I see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around ; The skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 3 I hear the voice — " Ye dead arise ! ' : And lo! the graves obey; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th' expected day. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. The Iicsurrection and Judgment. They leave Ihe dust, and oil the wing Rise to the midway air, — In shining garments meet their King, And low adore him there. 5 Oh! may our humble spirits stand Among them, cloth'd in white ! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. 6 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our victorious King Shall bear us homeward through the skies, On love's triumphant wing ! 654. 8.7. 4.7. The Day of Judgment. Rev. i. 7. LO ! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favor'd sinners slain! Twice ten thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah! Boundless glory to the Lamb ! 2 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, — Heav'n and earth — shall flee away ; All who hate him, must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day : "Come to judgment! Come to judgment! come away!" 656. i2s. Now, redemption, long-expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints, by man rejected, Now, shall meet him in the air! Hallelujah! See the Son of God appear ! 65 j. L. M. DODDKIDGE. The Day of Judgment. 2 Pet. iii. 10—12. MY waken'd soul, extend thy wing! Beyond the verge of mortal things ; See this vain world in smoke decay, And rocks and mountains melt away ! 2 Behold the fiery deluge roll, Thro' heav'n'sw ide arch, from pole to pole : Pale sun, no more thy lustre boast ; Tremble and fall, ye starry host! 3 This wreck of nature all around, — The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound, — All, the descending Judge proclaim, And echo his tremendous name. 4 Children of Adami all appear With rev'rence round his awful bar ; For, as his lips pronounce, ye go — To endless bliss, or endless woe ! 5 Lord, to my wond'ring eyes display The pomp of that tremendous day ; And let thy grace lr.y soul prepare To meet its full redemption there. Knox. The Day of Judgment. 2 Pet. iii. 10—12. Rev. i. 7. LO! a fire of destruction shall compass the earth, From the east to the west, from the south lo the north And to ashes the labors of man shall be turn'd, And the beauties of nature be blasted and burn'd. 2 And the heav'ns and their glories shall all pass away, Like the morn-dews that shine on the green, leafy spray; And a trump shall be blown — and the dead shall awake From their long, silent sleep, that no morning could break. 3 And the Judge shall descend, on his chariot — the cloud ; And the awe shall be deep, and the wail shall be loud ; And, with justice, the race of mankind shall be giv'n To the terrors of hell, or the glories of heav'n. 657 THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. The Resurrection and Judgment. S. M. Doddridge. The Day of Judgment. 1 Thes. iv. 16. AND will the Judge descend 1 And must the dead arise 1 And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes 1 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heav'n before his face, Astonish'd, shrink away? 3 But ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead ; Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread ! 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; Flee to the shelter of his cross, And find salvation there. 658. 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. Come, ye blessed of my Father. Matt. xxv. 31—34. 1 Thes. iv. 16, 17. LO ! he cometh, countless trumpets Blow to raise the sleeping dead ; 'Midst ten thousand saints and angels See their great, exalted Head : Hallelujah! Welcome, welcome, Son of God. 2 Full of joyful expectation, Saints behold the Judge appear; Truth and justice go before him, — Now the joyful sentence hear : Hallelujah ! Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. " Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into life and joy ; Banish all your fears and sorrows ; Endless praise be your employ :" Hallelujah ! Welcome, welcome to the skies .' 659. Watts. L. M. Come, Lord Jestis. Rev. xxii. 20. chains ! YE heav'nly gates, loose all your Let the eternal pillars bow ! Blest Saviour, cleave the starry plains, And make the crystal mountains flow. 2 Put thy bright robes of triumph on ; And bless our eyes, and bless our ears, — Thou absent Love, thou dear Unknown, Thou Fairest of ten thousand fairs. 3 Oh ! may our spirits shake their wings, Eager to meet thy flying throne ; Oh ! may we rise from mortal things, T' attend thy shining chariot down ! 4 Serenely may our eyes survey The blazing earth, and melting hills ; And smile to see the lightnings play, And flash along before thy wheels ! 5 Oh ! for a shout of violent joys, To join the trumpet's thund'ring sound, — When the last herald shakes the skies, Awakes the graves, and tears the ground ! 6 Ye slumb'ring saints, a heav'nly host Stands waiting at your gaping tombs; Let ev'ry particle of dust Leap into life, for Jesus comes ! Heaven. 660. CM. Browne. Heaven. Col. i. 12. Rev. xv. 3. 11 HERE is a land of living joy, . Beyond the utmost skies ; T Where scenes of bliss, without alio) In boundless prospects rise. 2 High seated on a blazing throne Tli' eternal God appears ; Puts all his smiling glories on, And awes, at once, and cheers. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Heaven. At his right hand, the slaughter'd Lamb Assumes his royal seat ; Adoring angels round him stand, Hi3 ministers of state. 4 Each breast with strong devotion glows ; Love ev'ry heart inspires ; Whilst God's own Spirit gently blows, And fans the holy fires. 5 In strains celestial, ev'ry tongue Shall God's high praise proclaim ; And all in concert join the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 661. L. M. Miss Tuck. Heaven. Col. i. 12. THERE is a region, lovelier far Than sages tell, or poets sing ; Brighter than summer's beauties are, And softer than the tints of spring. 2 It is not fann'd by summer's gale ; 'Tis not refresh'd by vernal show'rs ; It never needs the moon-beam, pale, — for there are known no ev'ning hours. 3 No — for this world is ever bright With a pure radiance all its own : The streams of uncreated light Flow round it, from th' eternal throne. 4 It is all holy and serene, The land of glory and repose : No cloud obscures the radiant scene — There, not a tear of sorrow flows. 5 In vain the philosophic eye May seek to view the fair abode, Or find it, in the curtain'd sky : It is — The dwelling-place of God! 662. C. M. Steele. Fair, distant land ! could mortal eyes But half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more! 3 There, pain and sickness never come; And grief no more complains : Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And endless pleasure reigns ! 4 There, rich varieties of joy For ever feast the mind ; Pleasures which fill, but never cloy, Immortal and refin'd. 5 No factious strife, no envy, there, The sons of peace molest ; But harmony and love sincere Fill ev'ry happy breast. 6 No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ! For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there. 7 There, no alternate night is known. Nor moon's faint, sickly ray : But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. 8 Oh ! may the heav'nly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith and strong desire Bear ev'ry thought above. 663. C. M. S. Sten.vltt. The Promised Land. Is. xxxiii. 17. I "7^ AR from these narrow scenes of night, \ nbonaded glories rise ; And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. T7»e Promised Land. Lev, xx. 24. Is. xxxiii. 17. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand. And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh ! the transporting, rapt'rous scene, That ri^os to m\ sight ! Sweet fields anaj'd in living green, And rivers of delight I 3 There, gen'rous fruits thai never fail, On trees immortal grow; There, rpeka and hills and brooks and VtJei With milk and honev flow. THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Heaven. O'er all those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There, God the Sun for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds — no pois'nons breath, Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and fear'd no more. 6 When shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blest ? When shall I see ray Father's face, And in his bosom rest? 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul Would here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless, I'd launch away. 664. L. M. Dr. Rylaxd. Paradise. Rev. ii. 7. FAIR are the flow'rs, and fair the trees, And sweet the groves of paradise ; And rills of love unceasing flow, To water all the garden through. 2 There is no thorn, no briar seen, But all is beautiful and green : No barren spot, no stony ground In all that garden can be found. 3 Jesus, the Sun of Righteousness, Shines on it with his cheering rays ; And vivifies the lovely flow'rs With dews of grace and heav'uly show'rs. 665. L. M. From H. K. White. The Inheritance of the Saints, in Light. Col. i. 12. HAIL, heav'nly scenes of endless peace ! Where all the storms of passion cease ; Life's suflf'rings and its struggles o'er, The wearied spirit weeps no more : But wears th' eternal smile of joy, Attaining bliss without alloy! Welcome ! thrice welcome! happy bow'rs, Where no distressing tempest lours : 3 Where the pure, azure heav'ns display The everlasting beams of day ; A\ here the transporting seraph choirs Pour their sweet strains from golden lyres : 4 Where the calm spirit sinks to ease, Lull'd by angelic symphonies ! Oh ! then to think of meeting there The friends whose graves receiv'd our tear ! 5 The child long lost, the friend bereav'd, Back to our sorrowing hearts receiv'd, Shall meet in bliss, with Christ to reign, Never to grieve nor part again. 666. 8. 6. 8. 8. 6. The Heavenly Rest. Heb. iv. 9. THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wand'rers giv'n j There i? a joy for souls distress'd, . A balm for ev'ry wounded breast — 'Tis found above — in heav'n. 2 There is a soft, a downy bed, 'Tis fair as breath of ev'n ; I A couch for weary mortals spread, Where they may rest the aching head, And find repose, in heav'n ! 3 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driv'n ; When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear but heav'n ! 4 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye To brighter prospects, giv'n ; And views the tempest passing by, The ev'ning shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heav'n ! i There, fragrant flow'rs, immortal, bloom, And joys supreme are giv'n : : There, rays divine disperse the gloom : — I Beyond the confines of the tomb, | Appears the dawn of heav'n ! THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Heaven. 661. L. M. Steele. The Glorious Presence of Christ in Heaven. John xvii. 24. OH! for a sweet, inspiring ray, To animate our feeble strains, From the bright realms of endless day, — The blissful realms where Jesus reigns ! 2 There, low before his glorious throne, Adoring saints and angels fall ; And with delightful worship own His smile their bliss, their heav'n, their all. 3 Immortal glories crown his head, While tuneful hallelujahs rise; And love and joy and triumph spread Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs To boundless rapture, while they gaze : Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues Resound his everlasting praise. 5 There, all the fav'rites of the Lamb Shall join, at last, the heav'nly choir: Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme Awake our faith and warm desire ! 6 Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal Our int'rest in that blissful place ; Till death remove this mortal veil, And we behold thy lovely face. 668. C. M. Steele. The Joys of Heaven. COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart ; Inspire each lifeless tongue : And let the joys of heav'n impart Their influence to our song. 2 Then, to the shining seats of bliss The wings of faith shall soar; And all the charms of paradise Our raptur'd thoughts explore. 3 Pleasures unsullied flourish there, Beyond the reach of time : Not blooming Eden smil'd so fair In all her tlow'ry prime. Sorrow and pain, and ev'ry care, And discord, there, shall cease ; And perfect joy, and love sincere, Adorn the realms of peace. 5 The soul, from sin for ever free, Shall mourn its pow'r no more ! But, cloth'd in spotless purity, Redeeming love adore. 6 There, on a throne, (how dazzling bright J) Th' exalted Saviour shines ; And beams ineffable delight On all the heav'nly minds. 7 There, shall the foll'wers of the Lamb Join in immortal songs ; And endless honors to his name Employ their tuneful tongues. 8 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love ; Our feeble notes inspire ; Till, in thy blissful courts above, We join th' angelic choir. 669. Raffles. The Glory of Heaven, and the Happinet* of Glorified Saints. Rev. 15—17. xxi. 4. 16-21. HIGH in yonder realms of light, Far above these lower skies, Fair and exquisitely bright Heav'n's unfading mansions rise : (Had, within these blest abodes, Dwell the raptur'd saints above, Where no anxious care corrodes, Happy in Emmanuel's love! 2 Once, the big, unbidden tear, Stealing down the furrow'd cheek, Told, in eloquence sincere, Tales of woe they could not speak : But, these days of weeping o'er, Pass'd this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more, Never — never weep again! 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid th' angelic Ivies above. Hark ! — their songs melodious rise, — Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! THE PRESENT AND THE FUTURE STATE. Heaven. Happy spirits ! — ye are fled — Ev'ry sorrow left behind ; Lull'd to rest the aching head, Sooth'd the anguish of the mind ! 4 All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturb'd repose : There, no cloud can intervene ; There, no angry tempest blows ! Ev'ry tear is wip'd away ; Sighs no more shall heave the breast Night is lost in endless day — Sorrow, in eternal rest ! 670. C. M. Watts. The Song of A ngels. EARTH has engross'd my love too long ; 'Tis time to raise my eyes Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There, the blest man, my Saviour, sits, — The God, how bright he shines 1 And scatters infinite delights O'er all the happy minds. 3 Seraphs with elevated strains Circle the throne around ; And move and charm the starry plains With an immortal sound. 4 Je5us, the Lord, their harps employs, — Jesus, my love, they sing ! Jesus, the name of both our joys, Sounds sweet from ev'ry string. 5 Hark ! how, beyond the narrow bounds Of earth and time, they run ; And speak in most majestic sounds The Godhead of the Son. 6 And now they sink the lofty tone, And gentler notes they play; And bring th' Eternal Godhead down To dwell in humble clay. 7 Oh, sacred beauties of the man ! (The God resides within I) His flesh all pure, without a stain— His soul without a sin, T2 Then, how he look'd, and how he smil'd What wondrous things he said ! Sweet cherubs, stay, — dwell here awhile, And tell what Jesus did. 9 At his command the blind awake, And feel the gladsome ra\s; He bids the dumb attempt to speak. — They try their tongue; in praise. 10 He sheds a thousand blessings round, Where'er he turns his eye : He speaks, — and at the sov'reign sound The hellish legions fly. 11 While thus with unambitious strife Th' ethereal minstrels rove Through all the labors of his life, And wonders of his love, — 12 In the full choir a broken string Groans with a strange surprise; The rest in silence mourn their King, That loves, and bleeds, and dies ! 13 Seraph and saint, with drooping wings, Cease their harmonious breath ; Xo blooming trees, nor bubbling springs, While Jesus sleeps in death. 14 Then, all at once, to living strains They summon ev'ry chord ; Break up the tomb, and burst his chains, And show their rising Lord. 15 Around, the flaming army throngs, To guard him to the skies ; With loud hosannas on their tongues, And triumph in their eyes. 16 In awful state the conqu'ring God Ascends his shining throne ; While tuneful angels sound abroad The vict'ries he has won. 17 Now let me rise, and join their song, And be an angel too ; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, Here's joyful work for you. 18 I would begin the music here, And so my soul should rise : Oh ! for some heav'iily notes, to bear My spirit to the skies i VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 071» H. Rogers. The last Plague of Egypt. Ex. xii. 29, 30. TT1IS midnight — 'tis midnight o'er Egypt's dark sky, _I_ And in whirlwind and storm the Sirocco sweeps by : All arid and hot is its death-breathing blast, — Each sleeper breathes thick, and each bosom beats fast. 2 And the young mother wakes and arouses from rest, And presses more closely her babe to her breast ; But the heart that she presses is death-like and still, And the lips that she kisses are breathless and chill. 3 And the young brother clings to the elder in fear, As the gust falls so dirge-like and sad on his ear ; But that brother returns not the trembling embrace : He speaks not — he breathes not — death lies in his place. 4 And the first-born of Egypt are dying around ; 'Tis a sigh — 'tis a moan — and then slumber more sound : They but wake from their sleep, and their spirits have fled — They but wake into life, to repose with the dead. 5 And there, lay the infant still smiling in death, That scarce heav'd its breast as it yielded its breath ; And there lay the boy, yet in youth's budding bloom, With the calmness of sleep — but the hue of the tomb ! 6 And there, fell the youth in the pride of his prime, In the morning of life — in the spring-tide of crime : And unnerv'd is that arm, and fast clos'd is that eye, And cold is that bosom which once beat so high. 7 And the fond mother's hope, and the fond father's trust, And the widow's sole stay, are returning to dust: Egypt has not a place where there is not one dead, From the proud monarch's palace to penury's shed. 8 And the hearths of that country are desolate now, And the crown of her glory is struck from her brow : BHt while proud Egypt trembles, all Israel is free — Unfetter'd — unbound as the wave of the sea. 672 8.8. 8.6. 8.6. 8.4. Montgomery. Manifestations of the Divine Benignity. Ex. xvii. 6. xxxiv.6. 1 John iv. 8. 16. I SEEK the valley :— all alone I setm in this sequester'd place: Not so; I meet unseen, yet known, My Maker face to face ; My heart perceives his presence nigh, And hears his voice proclaim — While, bright, his glory passes by — His noblest name. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. Love is that name, — for God is love! Here, where, unbuilt by mortal hands — Mountains below, and heav'u above — His awful temple stands, I worship :— " Lord ! though I am dust And ashes in thy sight, Be thou my strength; in thee I trust; Be thou my light." 673. Edmeston. And it came to pass, when the evil spirit from God was upon Saul, that David took an harp, and played with his hand : so Saul was refreshed, and was well, and the evil spirit departed from him, 1 Sam. xvi. 23. Hither, of old, th' Almighty came ; Olouds were his car, his steeds the wind ; Before him went devouring flame, And thunder roll'd behind : At his approach the mountains reel'd, Like vessels, to and fro : Earth, heaving like a sea, reveal'd The gulphs below. 4 Borne through the wilderness in wrath, He seem'd in pow'r alone a God ; But blessings follow'd in his path, For Mercy seiz'd his rod : She smote the rock, — and, as he pass'd, Forth gush'd a living stream : The fire, the earthquake, and the blast, Fled as a dream. OH I speak to my spirit, sweet harp of heav'u ! For the waves of sorrow swell ; To the pow'r of chords like thine 'tis giv'n The rising storm to quell : Sorrow and gloom and fear depart, As thy chords, harmonious, ring; Like the demon that fled at the lovely art Of Israel's minstrel-king. 2 Were I doom'd to tread a weary course, Of ev'ry joy bereft ; Still — still I should have a sweet resource, If only my harp were left : In the thorny road, on the stormy sea, In the gloomy vale of care, I could rise, as to heav'n, in ecstasy, And fly from my sorrows, there ! 674. Congregational Mag. The Doom of Babylon. Is. xiii. 19—22. THY glory, O Babel, shall vanish away, With thy pride, and thy pomp, and thy battle array : Thou light of Chaldea, thy light shall burn pale ; And thy joys, and thy pleasures, and beauty shall fail. 2 Thou glory of kingdoms, thy glory shall fall, With the pomp and the splendor of palace and hall ; Not ev'n the wild Arab or shepherd shall dare To stretch for a moment their tent-curtains there. In the scenes of thy revels, the halls of thy pride, The beasts of the desart in covert shall hide; And the lion shall find in thy ruins his lair, And the brood of the serpent shall nestle them there. 4 And the dragon shall dwell in thy palace of state, And the bittern and owl shall exult o'er thy fate ; And the brightness of ages shall vanish away, And still thou shalt dwell in the gloom of decay. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 676. 675. Byron. The Destruction of Sennacherib. 1 Kings xix. 35. 2 Chr. xxxii. 21. Is. xxxvii. 36. THE Assyrian came down, like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. 2 Like the leaves on the forest when summer is green, That host, with their banners, at sunset were seen : Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and sti own : — 3 For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast, And breath'd in the face of the foe a* he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heav'd, and for ever grew still ! 4 And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolPd not the breatli of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray on the rock-beating surf. 5 And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 6 And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord. 112th. Emily Taylor. The different Destinations of the Righteous and the Unrighteous. Its aim — its end — its destinies. 2 Thine own appointed path pursue* Ps. xxxvii. | With calm reliance on thy God OH ! do not grieve, though men of guile j These evil days are short and few; In all their pride may flourish now; And ev'ry thorn in meekness trod Though patient worth may droop awhile, | Shall be a pledge of peace to thee And pine in want, distress'd and low : ! A pledge of blessings yet to be. 677. Knox. Dreams of the Past. Is. xxix. 8. IN the watches of night, when the blessings of slumber On the eyes of the weary have fall'n, like the dew, My spirit, reliev'd from its care and its cumber, Returns to the joys that its infancy knew : VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. I hear the sweet words of my father and mother ; I sport on the plain, with my sister and brother ; I feel that the love which we bear for each other Is an union of bliss that will ever be true. Oh ! blest are the visions in which we recover The joy to our youth and our infancy giv'n ; When the sunshine no shadow of darkness comes over, No arrow of pain to the bosom is driv'n .' Bat, at morning, I wake from the dreams I had cherish'd, And alas! from the land of existence have perish'd The brethren that lov'd me, the parents that nourish'd ; And I weep, and I long to be with them — in heav'n. 678. H. Rogers. The Conqueror from Edom and Bozrah. Is. lxiii. 1 — 5. OH ! who is it comes from the field of the slain, Array'd in his garb of the dark crimson stain? Who is it that passeth thus wrathfully by, With his raiment so deeply empurpled in dye? 2 " It is I — It is I, who have risen, at length, In the day of my wrath, with the sword of my strength ; It is I, who have spoken, nor spoken in vain, Now return'd with the spoils from the field of the slain." 3 And why, thou Victor — oh ! why thus imbue Thy garments of snow with the deep crimson hue ? And why, mighty Victor, thy raiment thus red, As though thou hadst trodden where thousands had bled ? 4 " I have trodden the wine-press of Edom alone ; Yet their armies are scatter'd, their banners are strown ; And still will I tread o'er the hosts of their pride, Till in crimson yet deeper my raiment is dyed. 5 There was not a helper in Israel, that day, No arm that could save from the hostile array : I look'd — but alas ! there was no one to save, No hand that could snatch from the grasp of the grave. 6 But I have aris'n in my glory, at length, In the day of my wrath — with the sword of my strength, AVith the seal on my arm, and the stain on my vest ; And where I have fought shall my people be blest!" VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 079- Knox. Rachel Weeping. Jer. xxxi. 15—17. A VOICE comes from Ramah, a voice of despair- For death's gloomy angel is triumphing there : The children of beauty his arrows have smote, And Rachel is weeping for hers that are not. 2 Alas ! for the parent whose hope and whose trust Are wither'd and broken, and hid in the dust- Where the blossom of summer all lovely appears ; But the dew-drops of ev'ning are mingled with tears. 3 A voice comes from Ramah, a voice of dismay — But the words of Jehovah can soothe it away : They tell of a region where grief is forgot — And Rachel is solac'd for those that are not. 680. S. M. Waring. Libera nos Domine. In all time of our tribulation ; in all time of our wealth ; in the hour of death ; and in tlie day of judgment — Good Lord, deliver us. Litany. Ps. iv. 1. SWEET is creation's incense, giv'n Back to its source, all-bounteous heav'n ! Lo, fiow'ry vales break forth in song, And sunny hills the strain prolong!— Whence heard we, then, the note of pain, Or groaning elements complain 1 * Child of mortality, for thee, 'Tis nature's voice of sympathy : From thine, her kindred sorrows grew ; For she has lost her Eden too : Hark! that sigh from sea to sea! Libera nos Domine ! 2 Bring, then, the solemn harp, and share In nature's hope, and nature's pray'r: And thou, her Lord, for whom did flow Deep draughts of more than nature's woe — By all the paschal moon did see, In shades of sad Gethsemane; By all that was on Calv'iy done, Beneath the horror-clouded sun; By thine ascent to heav'n's high seat ; By thy thence-mission'd Paraclete; Hear, whene'er we cry to thee, Libera nos Domine! * Rom. If thou dost trace o'er pleasant ground Our path, with bloom and verdure crown'd, Forbid the exile's feet to roam, Unmindful of his heav'nly home, Till darken'd joys, or closing day, O'ertake the pilgrim on his way : If trouble, wave on wave, shall seem To cross his steps, an endless stream; And strings, erewhile with joy that rang, Mute o'er those willow'd waters hang ; Thou who art where we would be, Libera nos Domine ! But there's a tide remains, at last To pass, when all the rest are pass'd ; And deep to deep proclaims afar How mighty death's dark billows are : Yet thou — omnipotent to save — Didst cross that Jordan's parted wave; And bear into the land of rest The graven jewels on thy breast : Where thou hast trod, we too will go; For there no floods shall overflow : With us in the waters be : Libera nos Domine ! And since once more thou wilt appear, \\ ith trump that ev'n the dead shall hear. Stamp now thine image in this clay; And own it in that awful day, viii. 22. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. When, wide unfurl'd, all flesh shall see Thy perfect law; and ev'ry knee Shall bend, and ev'ry tongue avow, Thou, Lord, art righteous — only thou ! If then the voice of pray'r we raise, Ere pray'r shall quite dissolve in praise, Faith shall breathe that latest plea, Libera nos Domine ! 681. lis. D. L. Richardson. Nature. THE fair smile of morning, the glory of noon, The bright stars adorning the path of the moon, — The mist-cover'd mountain, the valley and plain, The lake and the fountain, the river and main, — Their influence combining, illume and control The care and repining that darken the soul. 2 The timid spring, stealing through light and perfume ; The summer's revealing of beauty and bloom; The rich autumn, glowing with fruit-treasures crown'd ; The pale winter, throwing his snow-wreaths around; — All widely diffusing a charm on the earth, Wake loftier musing, and holier mirth. 3 There is not a sorrow that has not a balm From nature to borrow, in tempest or calm ; There is not a season, there is not a scene, But virtue and reason may gaze on, serene ; And own it possessing a zest for the glad, — A solace and blessing to comfort the sad ! 682. 7.6 7.6. S. M. Waring. The God of Nature. Ps. xiv. 1. xix. 1—6. Rom. i. 20. COME, leave these vales below thee : Come, stretch thine eagle eye ; And nature more shall show thee Of Him thou canst not spy. 2 Gaze on the fire-stream, pouring Down Etna's viny steep ; Co where the billows' roaring Is loudest on the deep : 3 Where thunders roll before him, And where his lightnings shine, Bow, tremble, and adore him; For God— this God is thine. Now, round his footsteps springing, What wreaths embalm the air! While hills break forth in singing, Go, trace his footsteps there : 5 When morn's first beam from slumber* Awakes the dewy flow'rs ; Or with that bird whose numbers Charm starry midnight hours : 6 To him let rapture wing thee, From heights where eagles dwell Or let the glad bee bring thee Home to her thymy cell. 7 Where'er thon wilt, observe him In things that fairest shine; Then, joyful, fly to serve him, For God— that God is thine. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 683. 11.6. 11.6. D. Bowking. The God of Nature. Ps. xiv. 1. xix. 1—6. Rom. i. 20. GREAT All in All! I bend in dust before thee : Ev'n so veil'd cherubs bend : In calm devotion, lowly I adore thee, All-wise, all-present Friend ! Thou to the earth its emerald robes hast giv'n, Or curtain'd it in snow ; And the bright sun, and the soft moon, in heav'n, Before thy presence bow. 2 Thy pow'r and wisdom spread the map of nature, — That map so fair and bright; — Rear'd the vast arch of heav'n — on ev'ry creature Pouring its streams of light : Thine influence feeds the early spring-rose, glowing, Quickens the teeming sea : Thine is the storm through the dark forest blowing,— Thine, heav'n's soft harmony. Thine is the beam on ocean's bosom glancing, Thine is the thunder-cloud : Thine are the lamps that light our steps, advancing To the tomb's solitude : Thou speakest — and all nature's pregnant bosom Heaves with thy mighty breath : Thou frownest — man, ev'n like a frost-nipp'd blossom, Drops in the lap of death. 4 A thousand worlds, which roll around us brightly, Thee in their orbits bless : Ten thousand suns, which shine above us nightly, Proclaim thy righteousness : Thou didst create the world — thy sov'reign mandate First woke it into day; And the same pow'r that measur'd, weigh'd, and spann'd it. Shall bid that world decay. 5 Thou Pow'r sublime! whose throne is firmly seated O'er stars and glowing suns, Oh ! could I praise thee— could my soul, elated, Wafl thee seraphic tones! Had I the lyres of angels— could 1 bring thee An off'ring worthy thee, In what bright notes of glory would I sing thee! — Blest notes of ecstasy ! VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 684. B. Barton. The Beauties of Xature. OH ! who, that has an eye to see, A heart to feel, — a tongue to bless, — With cold insensibility Can gaze on nature's loveliness? — 2 The bright sun's animating beams; The pale moon's mild and pensive ray ; The living freshness of the streams ; The glories of a new-born day. 3 [vice Sweet are her charms! oh! why should Unwisely, impiously destroy them ! Even this world were paradise, Would man but virtuously enjoy them. 685. BOWKIXG. A Tranquil Rural Scene. NOTHING is breathing below, above, But the spirit of harmony, joy, and love: Nothing is seen or heard around But beauty's smiles and music's sound — Music re-echo'd in earth and air, Beauty that's visible every where : Join the concert and share the joy ; Why should the cares of earth alloy Pleasures which heav'n itself has giv'n, — Heav'nly pleasures, which lead to heav'n 1 686. 6.11. Barton. The Dawning of Day. THE morning is breaking, The day is awaking, And beauty and glory are beaming around : Bright flciw'rets are blowing, Cool streamlets are flowing, [resound. And meadows and woodlands with music 2 The lark, upward winging, His matin is singing, Delighted the homage of nature to pay ; And thus man's devotion, With hallow'ri emotion, [day. Should ri*e to his God with the dawning of U 687. BOWRING. Reflections on the Starry Heavens. Ps. viii. 3, 4. xix. 1. GENTLY the shades of night descend ; Thy temple, Lord ! is calm and still ; A thousand lamps of ether blend, A thousand fires that temple fill — To honor thee: — 'Tis bright and fair, As if the very heav'ns, imprest With thy pure image smiling there, In all their loveliest robes were drest; Yet thou canst turn thy friendly eye From that immeasurable throne ; Thou, smiling on humanity, Dost claim earth's children for thine own. 688. Newton. A Thought on the Sea-shore. IN ev'ry object here, I see [thee : Something, O Lord, that leads to Firm as the rocks thy promise stands ; Thy mercies, countless as the sands; Thy love, a sea immensely wide ; Thy grace, an sver-tlowing tide. 2 In ev'ry object here, I see Something, my heart, that points to thee : Hard as the rocks that bound the strand, Unfruitful as the barren sand, Deep and deceitful as the ocean, And like the tides in constant motion. 689. Edmeston. Heavenly Influence. OH ! whence is the freshness that gives the ilow'r Its scent and its summer hue? It came in the dark and the miduight hour, In drops of heavenly dew : So, often, in sorrow, the soul receives An influence from above, [gives That beauty and sweetness and freshness To patience and faith and love. 2 But the sun is high, and the dew is dry. And the fiow'r has lost its bloom ; Its bell droops low, and the passer by Perceives no sweet perfume ; VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. So, like, again, to the drooping flow'r, Is the sunshine of fortune's ray ; — The graces that bloom'd in a darksome hour Have faded and pass'd away. 690. L. M. Solitude. H. K. White. THE COMPLAINT. IT is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flow ; It is not grief that bids me moan, It is— that I am all alone. 2 In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tir'd hedger hies him home ; Or by the wood-land pool to rest, When, pale, the star looks on its breast. 3 Yet, when the silent ev'ning sighs With hallow'd airs and symphonies, My spirit takes another tone, And sighs that it is all alone. 4 The autumn leaf is sear and dead ; It floats upon the water's bed: I would not be a leaf, to die Without recording sorrow's sigh ! The woods and winds, with sudden wail, Tell all the same unvaried tale; I've none to smile when I am free, And when I sigh, to sigh with me ! G When, lost in thought, a friend I view, That thinks on me, and loves me too ; I start, and, when the vision's flown, I weep that I am all alone. 691 L. M. CONDF.K. Solitude. THE REMONSTRANCE. BUT art thou thus indeed alone ? Quite nnbefriended — all unknown? And hast thou, then, His name forgot Who form'd thy frame, and fix'd thy lot ? 2 Is not His voice in ev'ning's gale ? Beams not with Him the star so pale? Is there a leaf can fade and die Unnotic'd by His watchful eye ? 3 Each flutt'ring hope, each anxious fear — Each lonely sigh, each silent tear, To thine Almighty Friend is known, — And say'st thou— thou art " all alone " I 692. 10.10. 6.6. Hope. Rom. xv. 4. CONDER. Tit. i. 2. BRIGHT morning-star of bliss! whose cheering ray Shines through the mist of dark futurity, Illumes the night of woe, And gilds the clouds of care ; 2 Thou art the pulse of nature: urg'd by thee Each diff'rent member acts his little part ; Life through the system flows, And animates the world. 3 Kindled by thee, the world's bright meteors blaze : Thy magic name is on the hero's shield : The universe itself Is pension'd on thy smiles. 4 And when from paradise an exile driv'n, Man, silent, weeping, solitary, roam'd, Before him thou didst fly, And strew his path with flow*rs« VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 694. 5 And oft thy syren voice would charm his grief, Like the sweet minstrel in the court of Saul, And sin;; of promis'd bliss, — Au Eden iu the skies. 6 Thy voice is like the wild Eolian harp, Or distant music to the list'ning ear, Whose indistinctness charms, And steals away delight. 7 When life's frail vessel drinks the briny wave, Chill penury blasts, and storms of care descend, Anchor'd on thee, secure, She weathers out the storm. 8 The dungeon knows thy voice : nor gates nor bars Can Hope exclude, — the poor man's comforter, The antidote to pain, The conqueror of death : — 9 For when this frame decays, and death appears, Reclin'd on thee the suff'rer breathes his last; And on thy wings he soars To stand before his God. 693. lis. BOWRISG. The Contrast of Sinful Folly and Christian Virtue. IN folly and error the godless one reigns ; The dark grave of terror receives his remains; The tempest beats o'er him, no port can he find — Perdition before him and horror behind. 2 But placid and peaceful is virtue's control ; No tumult distressful rolls over its soul : Its morning is greener than spring-tide array; Its ev'ning serener than summer's decay. 3 There's brightness around it, there's glory above ; Religion hath bound it with meekness and love : Nor transient nor mortal its influence is ; Eternity's portal receives it to bliss. 2 ). M. Montgomery. Thoughts on a Mole-hill in a Church-yard. TELL me, thou dust beneath my feet, Thou dust that once had breath ! Tell me, how many mortals meet In this small hill of death 1 The mole that scoops, with carious toil, Her subterranean bed, Thinks not she ploughs a human soil, And mines among the dead. 3 But oh ! where'er she turns the ground My kindred earth I see : Once, ev'ry atom of this mound Liv'd, breath'd, and felt like me. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. Like me, these elder-born of clay Enjoy'd the cheerful light ; Bore the brief burthen of a day, And went to rest at night. 5 The tow'rs and temples crush'd by time, — Stupendous wrecks! — appear To me less mournfully sublime Than the poor mole-hill here. 6 Once in this dust, that heav'd with breath, What countless pulses beat! Tell me— in this small hill of death How many mortals meet? 7 And now their fleeting day is past:— Beyond it, who can tell In what mysterious region cast Their living spirits dwell? 8 I know not— but I soon shall know, When life's sad conflicts cease ; And this warm, beating heart lies low, In their cold bed of peace. 695. D. C. M. T. Moore. The Flight of the Carrier Pigeon Improved.* THE bird, let loose in Eastern skies, When hast'niug fondly home, Ne'er -toops to earth her wing, nor fliee Where idle warblers roam; But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay ; Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. 2 So, grant me, Lord, from ev'ry care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through virtue's purer air, To hold my course to thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My soul, as home she springs ; — Thy sunshine on her joyful way, — Thy freedom on her wings ! 696. COWPER'S GUION. The Swallou: I AM fond of the swallow; I learn from her flight, Had I skill to improve it, a lesson of love : How seldom on earth do we see her alight ! She dwells in the skies, — she is ever above. 2 It is on the wing that she takes her repose, Suspended and pois'd in the regions of air ; 'Tis not in our fields that her sustenance grow , It is wing'd, like herself, — 'tis ethereal fare. She come3 in the spring, — all the summer she stays; And, dreading the cold, still she follows the sun : — So, true to our love, we should covet his rays, And the place where he shines not, immediately shun. 4 Our light should be love, and our nourishment pray*r; It is dangerous food that we find upon earth : The fruit of this world is be.-et with a snare ; In itself it is hurtful, as vile in its birth. 5 Let us leave it ourselves, — 'tis a mortal abode, — To bask in the sunshine of infinite love : Let us fly the dark winter, and follow the road That leads to the day-spring of glory above. * The Carrier Pigeon, it is well known, flies at an elevated pitch, in order to BBrmoant every obstacle between her and the place to which she is destined. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 697. 698. 104th. COXDER. The sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself. Ps. lxxxiv. 3. THE birds have their home ; they fix on their nest : Wherever they roam, they return to their rest : Prom them fondly learning, my soul would take wing; To thee so returning, my God and my King ! 2 Oh, happy the choirs who praise thee above ! What joy tunes their lyres ! — their worship is love: Yet safe, in thy keeping, and happy, they be, In this world of weeping, whose strength is in thee. S. M. Waring. What dost thou, O wandering dove ? Partially imitated from Domenico Cerasolu. WHAT dost thou, O wandering dove, From thy home in the rocks' riven breast? 'Tis fair — but the falcon is wheeling above : Ak, fly to thy sheltering nest! [nest! To thy nest! — wand'ring dove — to thy 2 Frail bark, on that bright summer sea, That the breezes now curl but in sport- Spread swiftly thy sail, nor, though pleasant it be, E'er linger till safe in the port : For the port!— little bark— for the port! 3 Tir"d roe, who the hunter dost flee, While his arrow ev'n now's on the wing — In yon deep, green recess there's a fountain for thee : Go, rest by that clear, secret spring : To the spring! — panting roe — to the spring ! 4 My spirit, still hov'ring unblest, 'Mid shadows so fleeting and dim, — Ah ! know'st thou thy rock, and thy haven of rest, [Him! And thy pure spring of joy ? — then to Then to Him !— flutt'riug spirit — to Him ! 699- 10.11. 10.11. B. Barton. On the Glory usually depicted round the Head of the Saviour. BLAMELESS as pleasing might the fancy be, That first with glory's radiant halo crown'd thee : Art's reverend homage should rejoice to see The majesty of Godhead beaming round thee. 2 But had thy mien to outward sight been such, In Godlike splendor to the sense appealing, — What mortal hand had dar'd thy form to touch, Though conscious ev'n the touch was fraught with healing ? 3 More truly, but more darkly, prophecy Thy vesture of humanity had painted ; Uncomely, and repulsive to the eye, A man of sorrows, and with grief acquainted ! T2 Saviour and Lord ! if in thy human hour Evangelists alone might teli thy story ; Oh ! how shall painter's art, or poet's pow'r, Pourtray thee coming in thy promis'd glory ! VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 700. T. C. M. B. Barton. The Vale of Tears. Eccles. xii. 1 — 7. HOW beautiful life's op'ning scenes Appear to childhood's viewl The flow'rs are bright, the turf is green, The sky above is blue : A blast may blight, a beam may scorch, A cloud may intervene ; But lightly mark'd, and soon forgot, They mar not such a scene : Fancy still paints the future bright, And hope the present cheers; Nor can we deem the path we tread Leads through a vale of tears. 2 But soon the lovely flow'rs, that deck'd Our early path-way side, Have droop'd and wither'd in their bloom, And one by one have died : The turf by noon's fierce heat is searM, The sky is overcast ; There's thunder in the torrent's tone, And tempest in the blast : Fancy is but a phantom found, And hope a dream appears ; And soon — too soon, our hearts confess This life a vale of tears. 3 Then wasting pain and sickness trace Their furrows on the brow ; The grasshopper, alighting down, Is felt a burthen now : The silver cord shall soon resign Its feeble, slender hold ; The pitcher at the fountain break, And bowl of purer gold : Oh! were it not for hope's bright ray, Which even death endears, How weary were our pilgrimage Through this dark vale of tears .' 701. Edmestox. False Land. 1 Cor. xv. 33. WH EN many a tempest blew, And hope was almost past, The worn and weary new Hail'd distant land at last. Far o'er the lee it lay ; Its arms seem'd spreading wide, To form a quiet bay, Where ships might safely ride. 3 That refuge from the storm, That distant bay, so fair, Was but a cloudy form, And melted into air ! 4 So earthly hope deceives The heart that trusts it most ; So all the beauty leaves Some eeeming happy coast. 5 But faith can look before, And see the land of light : That is the only shore That never mocks the sight. 702. S. H. Waring. Sunny Isle. A Thought in Horace Improved. Come, seek we, on the mighty ocean's breast, Those favor' d fields, those islands of the blest. Epod. 16. THEN is there no sunny isle In seas so bright and fair, Where the storms come not, and the green shores smile, Undash'd by waves of care 1— No auminit so near the skies, Where weary feet may fleet — Where sorrow's dark deluge can never rise? Ah, no ! — it may not be ! 2 Yet an ark is on the tide, For anxious bosoms giv'n ; [side And the flood that whelms each refuge be- But lifts it nearer heav'n : The celestial hills appear, In visions of ecstasy: — But may it be wreck'd ere it anchor there I Oh, no!— it cannot be! 3 The hues of the faithful bow Shall fade unmourn'd away ; For the tints in that lovely sky shall glow More bright and warm than they : In that hav'n so bright and fair, Beyond the stormy sea, Nor pain shall enter, nor sorrow, nor care— Oh, no! — it cannot be ! VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. (\JOm Mrs. Hemans. The Better Land. Is. xxxiii. 17. 66 T HEAR thee speak of the better land ; JL Thou callest its children a happy band : Mother! oh! where is that radiant shore? — Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? — Is it where the flow'r of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs ? " — " Not there — not there, my child ! " 2 " Is it where the feath'ry palm-trees rise, And the date grows ripe under many skies? — Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas, Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze ; And strange bright birds, on their starry wings, Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ? " — " Not there — not there, my child ! " 3 " Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother — that better land? " — " Not there— not there, my child ! 4 Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy .' Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair — Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom ; For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, It is there — it is there, my child I" 704. D. C. M. From Perct Rolle. The Last. THE LAST I— how gloomy are the thoughts These simple words convey ; How deep they speak of joys to cease, Or pass'd, like dreams, away ;— Of happy hours too swiftly flown, Like winter sunshine o'er ; Of flow'rs that sprung within the heart, But blossom there no more. 2 The last.'— its bitterness of grief All earthly-born must know ; But oh ! there is a brighter world Where cares are not, nor woe ; Aod he who knows his home is there, When life itself is past, May calmly smile, and welcome death, His happiest hour— the last! VARIETIES. Alisi-cllaneoas Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 705. 8.8.4. 8.8. 9.4. From Dale. Weep not for me. these transient scenes of ieasure Vanish as a dream, for ever, Weep not for me ! WHEN pie 706. When the feeble pnlse is ceasing ; Start not at its swift decreasing ; 'Tis the fetter'd soul's releasing: Weep not for me ! 2 Though the pangs of death assail me, Christ is mine — he cannot fail me : Weep not for me ! Yes, though 6in and death endeavor From his love my soul to sever, Jesus is my strength, for ever : Weep not for me ! 3. 10. 10. 10. Mrs. Hemaks. The Hour of Death. LEAVES have their time to fall, And fiow'rs to wither at the north-wind's breath; And stars to set : — but all — •' All own, alike, th' unsparing hand of death." 2 Day is for mortal care ; Eve for glad meetings round the joyful hearth ; Night for the dreams of sleep, the voice of pray'r — But all for thee, thou mightiest of the earth ! 3 Youth and the op'ning rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee ! — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey ! 4 We know when moons shall wane ; When summer-birds from far shall crots the sea ; When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee 1 Is it when spring's first gale Comes forth to whisper where the violet- lit I Is it when roses in our path grow pale ? They have one season — all are ours, to die ! 6 Thou art where billows foam ; Thou art where music melts upon the air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home ; And the world calls us forth, and thou an there ! 7 Lcraves have their time to fall, And fiow'rs to wither at the north-wind's breath stars to set :— but all— " All own; dike, th' unpitying hand of death." VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual So?igs. 707 7.9. 7.9. 7.7.9. BOWRING. The Ravages of Death. Pb. lxzxix. 49. Eccl. viii. 9. LO()K around thee— see Decay, On her wing of darkness, sweeping Earth's proud monuments away : — See fond Memory, musing, weeping, O'er the ruins time has made — Strength in dust and ashes laid ! Virtue in oblivion sleeping ! 2 Look around thee — wisdom, there, Careless Death confounds with folly In a common sepulchre ! See th' unrighteous and the holy Blended in the gen'ral wreck ! Well those tears may wet thy cheek- Tears of cheerless melancholy! 3 Look around thee— beauty's light Is extinguish'd ; — Death assembles Youth's gay morn, and age's night ; And the steadfast mountain trembles At his glance, like autumn's leaf: 'Tis in vain to seek relief ; Death, the tyrant, ne'er dissembles. 4 Look behind thee — men whose frown Made whole nations quake before them — What is left of their renown ? Wrecks around, oblivion o'er them : Kings and conqu'rors, where are they 1 Ask those worthless heaps of clay — Oh ! despise not, but deplore them ! 5 Look before thee — all the glare, All the pomp around thee glowing, All that charms the eye or ear, Strains of softest music flowing, Grace and beauty — all are sped Swiftly onward to the dead : Thither thou, and thine are going. 6 Look before thee — at that vault, Where time's ravage is recorded, Thou wilt be compell'd to halt : Thou wilt be no more regarded Than the meekest, meanest slave, Sleeping in a common grave, Unrespected — unrewarded. Look above thee — there, indeed, May thy thoughts repose delighted : If thy wounded bosom bleed, If thy fondest hopes are blighted, There a stream of comfort flows ; There the sun of splendor glows : Wander, then, no more, benighted. 9 Look above thee — never eye Saw such pleasures as await thee ! Thought ne'er reach'd such scenes of joy As are there prepaid to meet thee .' Light undying— seraph-lyres— Angel-welcomes — cherub-choirs — Smiling thro' heav'n's doors to greet thee ! 708. Pope. The Dying Christian to his Soul. 1 Cor. xv. 55—57. VITAL spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh ! quit this mortal frame; Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, Oh ! the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife ; And let me languish into life ! Hark ! they whisper, — angels say, " Sister spirit, come away: " — What is this absorbs me quite ? — Steals my senses — shuts my sight, — Drowns my spirits — draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul — can this be death ? The world recedes — it disappears ; — Heav'n opens on my eyes — my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount! I fly! O grave ! where is thy victory ? O death ! where is thy sting ? 709- Rev. G. Ceolby. A Solemn Dirge Eccl. xii. 7. 6f TTTIARTH to earth, and dust to dust! I A Here, the evil and the ju»t, Here, the youthful and the old, Here, the fearful and the bold, Here, the matron and the maid, In one silent bed are laid; Here, the vassal and the king Side by side lie withering ; Here, the sword and sceptre rust — " Earth to earth, and dust to dust ! " VARIETIES. Miscellaneous iS'acrtd Odes, and Spiritual So?igs. Age on age shall roll along O'er the pale and mighty throng ; Those that wept, and those that weep, With those sleepers all shall sleep, Brothers, sisters of the worm : Summer's sun, or winter's storm, Song of peace, or battle's roar, Ne'er shall break their slumbers more ; Death shall keep his sullen trust — " Earth to earth, and dust to dust ! " 3 But a day is coming fast, Earth, thy mightiest, and thy last ! It shall come in fear and wonder, Heralded by trump and thunder ; It shall come in strife and toil, It shall come in blood and spoil, It shall come in empire's groans, Burning temples, trampled thrones : Then, ambition, rue thy lust — " Earth to earth, and dust to dust!" 4 Then shall come the judgment sign ; In the east the King shall shine, Flashing from heav'n's golden gate, Countless myriads round his state, Spirits with the crown and plume : Tremble, then, thou sullen tomb ! 'Mid the blaze of living light, Heav'n shall open on our sight! Kingdom of the ransom'd just — " Earth to earth, and dust to dust ! " 710. 8.8. 8.4. From Montgomery. The Grave. THERE is a calm for those who weepj A reet for weary pilgrims found : They softly lie, and sweetly sleep, Low in the ground. 2 The storm that wrecks the wintry sky No more disturbs their deep repose Than summer ev'ning's latest sigh That shuts the rose. 3 I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, To slumber, in that dreamless bed, From all my toil ! 4 But wait, my soul, and cherish still The sweet remembrance of the past: Rely on heav'n's unchanging will For peace at last. 5 Though long of winds and waves the sport, Condemn'd in wretchedness to roam, Soon thou shalt reach a shelt'ring port, — A quiet home. 6 Seek the true treasure, seldom found, Of pow'r the fiercest griefs to calm, And soothe the bosom's deepest wound With heav'nly balm. 7 There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And, while the mould'ring ashes sleep Low in the ground, — 8 The soul, of origin divine, God's glorious image, freed from clay, In heav'n's eternal sphere shall shine, A star of day ! 711 10s. Steele. Elegy. Thes. iv. 13. FORGIVE, blest saint, the tributary tear, That mourns thine exit from a world liki this Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stay'd thy progress to the seats of bliss. 2 No more confin'd to grov'lling .scenes of night ; No more a tenant pent in mortal clay; N„« Bhoald we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 713 712. Watts. The Day of Judgment. Attempted in English Sapphics. Thes. iv. 16. 2 Thes. i. 7—10. 2 Pet. iii. 10—12. Rev. i. 7. WHEN the fierce north-wind, with his airy forces, Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury ; And the red lightning, with a storm of hail, comes Rushing amain down ; 2 How the poor sailors stand amaz'd, and tremble i While the hoarse thunder, like a bloody trumpet, Roars a fierce onset to the gaping waters, Quick to devour them. 3 Such shall the noise be, and the wild disorder, (If things eternal may be like those earthly) — Such the dire terror, when the great archangel Shakes the creation : 4 Tears the strong pillars of the vault of heaven ; Breaks up old marble, the repose of princes ; While the dread summons thunders through death's caverns, " Come all to judgment." 5 See the sky parting, and the Judge descending! Now let our praises all arise to Jesus : How he sits God-like ! and the saints around him Thron'd, yet adoring. 6 Oh ! may I sit there, when he comes triumphant, Dooming the nations ! then ascend to glory, While our hosannas all along the passage Shout the Redeemer ! 1. 8.7. Tht Land of the Blessed. In Imitation qfBvmas, Rev. xxi. 4. WOE and wailing shall be o'er, then; Weeping shall be heard no more, then ; Let us quickly, sweetly soar, then, To the land of the bles«ed : Not an ese shall shed a tear, there ; None shall feel or grief or fear, there ; Ev'ry face a smile shall wear, theie, In the land of the blessed. They, whose wounded, bleeding heart, here, Learn'd how hard it was to part, here, Hop'd, amidst the sharpest smart, here, For the land of the bles«ed : Softest zephyrs o'er them blow, there ; Streams of life immortal flow, there ; Those they lost they'll love and know there, In the land of the blessed. 3 Finest radiance smiling round them, Still increasing joy hath found them. Ever since death's angel crown'd them For the land of the blessed: Woe and wailing shall be o'er, then ; I Weeping shall be known no .More, theu ; j Let us quickly, sweetly soar, then, To the land of the blessed. VARIETIES. Miscellaneous Sacred Odes, and Spiritual Songs. 714. Edmeston. Sudden Death. The following remarkable circumstance occurred in a circle of friends, who were debating what might be considered the happiest departure. One of the party thus suddenly expired. WHICH is the happiest death to die ? "Oh ! " said one," if I might choose, Long at the gate of bliss would I lie, And feast my spirit, ere it fly, With bright, celestial views. Mine were a ling'ring death without pain, A death which all might love to see, And mark how bright and sweet would be The vict'ry I should gain! Fain would I catch a hymn of love From angel-harps that ring above, And sing it as my parting breath Quiver'd and expir'd in death ; So that those on earth might hear The harp-notes of another sphere ; And mark, when nature faints and dies, What springs of heav'nly life arise ; And gather from the death they view A ray of hope, to light them through, When they should be departing too." " No," said another, " so not I : Sudden as thought is the death 1 would die ; I would suddenly throw my shackles by, Nor bear a single pang at parting, Nor see the tear of sorrow starting, Nor hear the quiv'ring lips that bless me, Nor feel the hands of love that press me, Nor the frame with mortal terror shaking, Nor the heart where love's soft bauds are breaking: ., T .. . So would I die I All bliss, without a pang to cloud it ! All joy, without a pain to shroud it! Not slain, but caught up, as it were, To meet my Saviour in the air ! So would I die ! Oh ! how bright were the realms of light, Bursting at once upon the sight! Even so I long to go — These parting hours how sad and slow! " His voice grew faint, and fix'd was his eye, As if gazing on visions of ecstasy ; The hue of bis cheek and lips decay'd ; Around Ids mouth a sweet smile play'd : — They look'd— he was dead !— His spirit had fled, Painless and swift as his own desire : The soul, undress'd From her mortal vest, Had stepped in her car of heav'nly fire, And prov'd how bright Were the realms of light, Bursting at once upon the sight! SINGLE VERSES. Praise. 715. Hogg. Blessed be his glorious name for ever. Ps. lxxii. \9. BLESSED be thy name for ever .' Thou of life the guard and giver : Thou canst guard thy creatures, l| Heal the heart long broke with weeping: Thou who slumb're_st not, nor steepest, Blest are they thou kindly keep Thon of ev'ry good the giver, Blessed be thy name for ever! 716. D. L. M. BoWRISG. All thy works shall praise thee, O Lord , and thy saints shall bless thee. Ps. cxlv. 10. rill, IN ev'ry softly whis In ev'ry flow'r, on ev'ry tree ; In ev'ry vale, on ev'ry hill, There is a voice of nielodj He pours the dew, who fill'd the sea— : Breathes from the flow'r, who rules the »torm : Him we may worship — not conceive ; See not, and heai not— yet adore. SINGLE VERSES. Praise. 717. 7s. Montgomery. Hallelujah. HALLELUJAH !— earth and sky, To the joyful sound reply : Hallelujah! — hence ascend Pray'r and praise till time shall end. 718. L. M. Beddome. Worthy is the Lamb. Rev. v. 12, 13. LOUD hallelujahs to the Lamb, From all below and all above In lofty songs exalt his name, — In songs, as lasting as his love ! 719 8.7. 8.7. 4.7. From S. M. Waring. Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in his own blood — to him be glory and dominion for ever and ever. Rev. i. 5, 6. NOW to him who lov'd ns — gave us Ev'ry pledge that love could give ; — Freely shed his blood, to save us; — Gave his life that we might live — Be the kingdom, And dominion — Glory be for evermore. 720. D. L. M. From Knox. Universal Praise. OH, praise the Lord, ye ocean waves! Ye winds that drift the arrowy snow ! Ye hills o'er which the tempest raves! Ye trees that in the valley blow! Ye beasts that through the valley go ! Insects, and birds, with one accord ! Angels above, and men below ; In joyful concert praise the Lord. 721. UK Young. Ardent and Everlasting Praise. PRA [S E ! flow for ever (if astonishmen t Will give thee leave :) my praise for ever flow ! [heav'n : — Praise, ardent, cordial, constant, to high More fragrant than Arabia sacrific'd, And all her spicy mountains in a flame! 722. 8.7. 8.7. Fawcett. Universal Praise. PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator! Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue : Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature — Join the universal song ! 723. D. L. If. Watts's Latin Ode: translated by Dr. Gibbons. Universal Praise to the Saviour. THE Saviour's praise, all human tongues, Resound, and tune the noblest songs: His praises, ye seraphic choirs, Resound, and sweep your golden lyres; While the glad stars, that round the pole, 'Twixt heav'n and earth, unceasing roll, Seize from both worlds the tuneful sound, And waft th' immortal echoes round. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 724. 10s. Zeal for Immortal Souls. Gal. iv. 19. AWAKE, my dormant zeal ! for ever flame With gen'rous ardor for immortal souls ; And may my head, and tongue, and heart, and all, Spend and be spent in service so divine. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 725. BOWRING. A Star-light Meditation. AMIDST the harmony of thousand stars I see thy glory. Oh, transporting dreams ! Beautiful visions of that land of joy Reveal'd by God, and clad in starry light ! Delightful moment ! when the gates of heav'n Glitter resplendently upon my view. In that soft light, so sweetly shining now, Amidst those visions, through the shades of time, Beneath those stars which so serenely smile — My heart shall be devoted, Lord! to thee. 726. 10s. Rowe. The Retrospect. BLEST was the time, and sweetly fled the hours, While holy love employ'd my noblest pow'rs ! The heav'ns appear'd, and the propitious skies Unveil'd their inmost glories to my eyes. " Oh, stay ! " I cried, " ye happy moments, stay ; Nor, in your flight, snatch these delights away : I ask no more the rising sun to view ; To mortals and their hopes I bid adieu." 727- 7s. Cowper's Guion. Christian Blessedness. BLEST who, far from all mankind, This world's shadows left behind, Hears from heav'n a gentle strain, Whisp'ring love, and loves again. 728. 112th. BOWRING. Come, ye blessed of my Father. Matt. xxv. 34. COME, wand'ring sheep ! no alarms — Thy shepherd calls thee to his arms : No more fatigue— no more distress, Shall overwhelm- thy helplessness ; Nor raging storm— nor chilly rain. Disturb thy calm of peace again. I ^C7» 8.9. 9.8. D. Cunningham. Longing to be with the Saviour. DEAR Saviour, I long for the hour When my spirit, transported, shall soar From her prison to the light of thy throne, And know thee as here I am known. When— when will the clouds roll away, And this twilight dissolve into day, And the visions of brightness endure, And joys be as lasting as pure ? 730. BOWRING. E 1 The Grave of the Righteous. IV'N in the shadiest, darkest night, The stars shine on unseen ; And the sun is clad in his robes of light Though mists intrude between : [deep, And the grave, though dreary, and dull, and Is bright with a heav'n-born ray ; And its long and seemingly listless sleep Shall be crown'd with eternal day. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 731. Translation by Bowring. Sapphic Ode. Let thy tender mercies come unto me. Ps. cxix. 77. cxlv. 9. EV'N the plum'd songster, wand'ring through creation, Ev'n the poor insect, living in the sunbeam, Ev'n the scorn'd earth-worm, at our feet extended — All share thy mercy. Deign, then, to hear me, Father! deign to bless me ! Nought is too lowly for thy smiles benignant — Nothing too trifling for thy care, thy kindness — I, too, may share them. (OZ. 3. 6 . s.S.6. 8.6. A. The Transient Nature of Earthly Beauty. Job xiv. 2. FAIRER than morning's early tear, Or lily's snowy bloom, Shines beauty in its vernal year; Bright — sparkling— fascinating — clear — Gay — thoughtless of its doom : Death breathes a sudden poison near, And sweeps it to the tomb ! 733. ' 7s. Fear not. Bowring. FEAR not, faint not:— tho' thou stray In thy doubts, and thy distress, God can make a fiow'ry way Even through the wilderness. Faint not, fear not: — what if woe Devastate thy path around ? God can make the streamlet flow Even o'er the barren ground. 734. ies. Watts. Abounding Grace. Rom. v. 20, 21. GRACE rules below, and sits enthron'd above: How few the sparks of wrath ; how slow they move, And drop and die in boundless seas of love! 735. New 50th. D. L. Richardson. 736. Recollections and Anticipations. HAIL, twilight memories of past delight ! Hopes of the future blending in my dreams ! Your mingled forms of loveliness and light, Fair as the summer morning's orient gleams, Chase the dull gloom of sorrow's cheerless night, And gild the soul with bliss-reviving beams I MlLMAN. H Anticipation of Heaven. ALLELUJAH ! Praise to God ! Now our earthly path is trod ; Pass'd are all our cares and fears ; Now we quit this vale of tears. Hallelujah ! King of kings ! Now our spirits spread their wings To the mansions of the blest, To thine everlasting reet. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 737 D. L. Richardson. The Beauties of Morniny. HOW fair and gay The scene appears I All nature wears A smile of joy : The dewy mountain, The crystal fountain, Are glilt'ring bright In orient light. Oh ! who could rove At such an hour By shrub and flow'r, In mead or grove, Without revealing Responsive feeling, While nature's voice Bids man rejoice 1 (OO. 4.10. 10.6. Young. / am the uay, and the truth, and the life. John xiv. AN his blest life I see the path, and in his death the price, And in his great ascent the proof supreme Of Immortality. 739. C. M. Montgomery. Paradise. Rev. ii. 7. IF God has made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound ; How beautiful, beyond compare, Will paradise be found ! 740. New 50th. Rowe. Thy loviny kindness is better than life. Ps. lxiii. 3. IF all the monarchs, whose command supreme Divides the wide dominion of this ball, Should otfer each his boasted diadem, I w ould not quit thy favor for them all : These trifles with contempt I would resign; The world's a toy while I can call thee mine. 741 New 50th. Rowe. / am a stranyer in the earth. Ps. cxix. 19. xxxix.12. 742. I'M but a stranger and a pilgrim here, In these wild regions, wand'ring and forlorn ; Restless, and sighing for my native home : — Longing to reach my weary space of life, And to fulfil my task. Oh ! haste the hour Of joy and sweet repose: transporting hope! 8.6. 8.6. 8.8. EOMESTON. The Latter-day's Glory. "T seems as if the summer sky . Assum'd a purer blue ; It seems as if the flow'ret's dye Put on a brighter hue : A loveliness so soft, so fair, Pervades the earth, the sea, the air: Peace dwells below, and all above Bespeaks the heav'nly reign of love. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 743. 8.7. 8.7. 7.7. S. M. Waring. Why weepest thou ? John xx. 13. Jer. viii. 22. JESUS died!— 'twas he drank deepest Of the woes that grieve us now : Jesus lives ! — thou who weepest, Hark ! he says, " Why weepest thou? Gilead's fragrant bleeding tree Sheds its tears of balm for thee." 744. D. L. M. Watts. Whom have I in heaven but thee ? and there is none upon earth that 1 desire beside thee. Ps. lxxiii. 25. JESUS, my Saviour and my God ! In thee the passions of the mind, i With joys and freedom unconfin'd, I Exult and spread their pow'rs abroad : Not all the glitt'ring things on high | Can make my heav'n if thou remove : — i I should be tir'd, and long to die ; i Ev'n life were pain without thy love. 740. Youxg. The Worth of the Soul. Matt. xvi. 26. Mark viii. 36, 37. KNOW'ST thou the value of a soul immortal 1 Behold this midnight glory : worlds on worlds ! Amazing pomp! Redouble this amaze! Then thousand add; add twice ten thousand more ; Then weigh the whole:— one soul outweighs them all; And calls th' astonishing magnificence Of unintelligent creation poor. 746. 8.8.7. 4.4.7. Watts. Time flying. Job vii. 6. ix. 25, 26. LIKE the rivers, time is gliding; Brightest hours have no abiding ; Use the golden moments well : Life is wasting, Death is hasting ; Death consigns to heav'n or hell. 748. L. M. S. Davis. Prayer for the Jeus. 2 Cor. iii. 14—16. 747. L. M. Search me, O God. Steele. Ps. cxxxix. 23, 24. LORD, search, oh ! search my inmost heart, And light, and hope, and joy, impart : From guilt and error set me free, And guide me safe to heav'n and thee. X 2 LORD ! rend the veil from Israel's eyes ; Dispel the gloomy shades of night: Thou lovely Star of Jacob, rise, And let his children see thy light. 749- Watts. Thou canst do every thing. Job xlii. 2. LORD! when my thoughtful soul surveys Fire, air, and earth, and stars, and seas, I call them all thy slaves : Commission'd by my Father's will, Poisons shall cure, or balm shall kill : — Vernal suns or zephyr's breath May burn or blast the plants to death That sharp December saves. What can winds or planets boast But a precarious pow'r? The sun is all in darkness lost ! Frost shall be fire, and fire be frost, When he appoints the hour. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 750. CM. Watts. Love the Sovereign Grace. 1 Cor. xiii. 8. 13. MY passions hold a pleasing reign While love inspires ray breast; Love, the divinest of the train, The sov'reign of the rest. This is the grace must live and sing, When faith and fear shall cease ; And sound from ev'ry joyful string Through the sweet groves of bliss. 752. J Ox. D. L. M. Beddome. Desiring Communion with God. Ps. Ixiii. 1. MY rising soul, with strong desires, To perfect happiness aspires, — With steady steps would tread the road That leads to heav'n — that leads to God. I thirst to drink unmingled love From the pure Fountain-head above : My dearest Lord, I long to be Emptied of sin, and full of thee. New 50th. Bow RING. / am thine ; save me. Ps. cxix. 94. xxxu 15. MY lot is in thy hand — the night, the day, The moon's pale glimm'ring, as the sunny ray, Are thine— and thine the midnight of the grave :— Oh ! be thou there to strengthen and to save ; To light death's valley with thy beam of love, And smile a welcome to thy throne above ! 753, D. L. M. Kllly. Oh ! that I had wings like a dove ; for then would I fly away, and be at rest. Ps. Iv. 6. O SWEET abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blest! Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd fly to thee, and be at rest. But hush, my soul, nor dare repine ! The time my God appoints is best : While here, to do his will be mine, And his to fix ray time of rest. 755. 10s. 754. Watts. Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. Ps. xxxv. 3. OH, for a message from aborc To bear my spirits jp . Some pledge of my Creator's love To calm my terrors and support my hope ! Let waves and thunders mix and roar, Be thou my God, and the whole world is mine : While thou art Sov'reign, Pm secure : I shall be rich till thon art poor ; For all I fear, and all I wish— heav'n, earth, and hell, are thine. You NO. J know whom I haw believed. 2 Tim. i. 12. OTHOU Great Arbiter of life and death ! Thy call I follow to the land unknown I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust ; Or life or death is equal ; neither weighs ; 111 weight iu this— oh, let mc live to thee I SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. .Miscellaneous. 756, Young. God my All. Ps. lxxiii. 25. o THOU, my all ! My theme, my inspiration, and my crown ! My strength in age! my rise in low estate! My soul's ambition, pleasure, wealth — my world My light in darkness ! and my life in death ! My boast through time ! bliss Ln eternity! — Eternity, too short to speak thy praise, Or fathom thy profound of love to man ! 757. 10s. Young. Joy and peace in believing. Rom. xv. 13. OH 1 for a joy, that weaves with art divine The richest prospect into present peace : A joy high privileged from chance, time, death ! A joy which death shall double, judgment crown 758. 109. Young. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me ? Matt, xxvii. 46. 50. Mark xv. 34. 37. Luke xxiii. 46. OH, what a groan was there ! a groan not His : He seiz'd our dreadful right ; the load sustained, And heav'd the mountain from a guilty world: — A thousand worlds so bought were bought too dear ! 759- 112th. Bowdleu. Unfailing Resource under every Trial. OH ! why, by passing clouds oppress'd, Should vexing thoughts distract thy brea9t t Turn, turn to him, in ev'ry pain, Whom never suppliant sought in vain ; Thy strength in joy's extatic day, — Thy hope, though joy should pass away. 760. 12.11. 12.11. Take no thought for the morrow. Matt. vi. 34. OH ! why should we seek to anticipate sorrow, And throw the sweet flow'rs of the present away Oh ! why should we muse on the cares of to-morrow, And lose in its gloom the bright sun of to-day ? SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. /Ol. (5.10. 10.10. STEEkE. God the Chief Good. Ps. iv. G. \_s NE ray of solid hope That thou art mine, is worth a thousand worlds : Thy presence, Lord, can gild the shades of death, And turn the darkness to celestial day. 762. LOs Young. Dying Friends. OUR dying friends are pioneers, to smooth Our rugged pass to death ; to break those bars Of terror and abhorrence nature throws 'Cross our obstructed way, — and thus to make Welcome, as safe, our port from ev'ry storm. 763. LOs. From Bow ring. God is love. 764. 1 John iv. 8. 16. OUR God is love ! repeats the youthful spring, Our God is love .' the summer days proclaim Our God is love! th' autumnal valleys sing, And winter sweetly echoes to his name. 5. 5. 4. 5. 5. 4. S. M. \V a ui n < We have an Advocate with the Father- Jesus Christ the righteous. 1 John ii. 1. PLEAD Thou— oh, plead my cause ! Each self-excusing plea My trembling soul withdraws, And flies to thee 1 Where Justice rears her throne, Ah ! who, save thee alone, May stand, thou Righteous One % Plead thou my cause ! 765. L. M. Rev T. Grinfif.ld. it The Welcome Sabbath. [guest ; ETURN, thou wisli'd and welcome Thou day of holiness and res! .' Thou best, the dearest of the sev'n, Emblem and harbinger of heav'n ! Yv)0. 8.8.8. 6. 8.8.8.6. Watts. .Vow is the day of salvation. i Cor. vi. 2. SEIZE the fair annates wmg'd with haste ; The now that flics may be the last : Seize the salvation ere 'tis past, Nor mourn the blessing sone: A thought's delay is ruin here ; A closing eye, a gasping breath, Shuts ap th« gol len scene in death, And drowns you in despair. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. it)/ • 8. 7. 8.7. 8.7. 7.7. D. T. Moore. When thou saidst, Seek ye my face ; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, Lord, will I seek. Ps. xxvii. 8. SINCE first thy word awoke my heart — Thy brightness beaming o'er me, — Where'er I turn my eyes, thou art All light and love before me : And, while thy smiling face I see, All bonds of earth I sever — Thee, Lord! and only thee, I live for, now aud ever. 769- Like him, whose fetters dropp'd away When light shone o'er his prison, My spirit, touch'd by mercy's ray, Has from her chains arisen : And shall a spirit thus made free Return to bondage 1 — Never ! Thee, O Lord ! and only thee, I live for, now and ever. 768. L. M. Steele. 10s. On the Death of an Infant. Job xiv. 2. SO fades the lovely, blooming flow'r, Frail, smiling solace of an hour ; So soon our transient comforts fly, And pleasure only blooms to die. Ret. J. East. Sabbath Evening. SWEET hour ! it seems the Sabbath's own repose ! Its gentle breeze feels like the breath of heav'n ! Its twilight, as the dawn of glory, beams With soften'd radiance ; while the whisp'ring air* Swell on the ear as echoes from the blest : My Saviour, let me give the hour to thee. 770. Young, Christian Morality. TALK they of morals, O thou bleeding Lo I Thou maker of new morals for mankind The grand morality is love of thee. 771' 8 10s. & 6. Bowring. The glorious Land of Rest. Heb. iv. 9. ri^HERE is a land where everlasting suns 1 Shed everlasting brightness — where the soul Drinks from the living streams of love, that roll By God's high throne!— myriads of glorious ones Bring their accepted off 'ring: oh ! how blest To look from this dark prison to that shrine, T' inhale one breath of paradise divine — And enter into that eternal rest Which waits the sons of God! SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 772. 10s. Milton. The Glory of God in the Works of Creation. THESE are thy glorious works, Parent of good Almighty, thine this universal frame : Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! IP' L. M. Bowring. Acceptable Worship. THE secret sigh, the silent pray'r, The contrite spirit wafts above, Will meet with sweet acceptance there, And bloom around the throne of love. / I ^** Bowring. The day is thine, the night also is thine. Ps. lxxiv. 16. THINE is the ev'ning's twilight ray, And thine the veil that shades the day : Thine is the music, Father! thine The morning's minstrel's songs divine. 776. Thy footsteps imprint the morning hills Thy voice is heard in the music of rills, In the song of birds and the heav'nly chorns That nature utters, around us, o'er us : Dead is the sense, and dull the ear, That cannot perceive thee every where. 775. Mrs. Masters. 10s. The Pleasures of Religion. 1 Tim. iv. 8. vi. 6. TiniS religion that can give J_ Sweetest pleasures while we live: 'Tis religion must supply Solid comfort when we die : After death its joys will be Lasting as eternity ! Bowring. Disinterested Obedience. 'finiS not thy wrath — 'tis not thy dreadful frown, I Which keeps my step in duty's narrow way : Lord ! I would fear thee, though I fear'd not hell ; And love thee, though I had no hopes of heav'n. ill* 3.10.10.6. Rowe. / would not live alway. Job vii. 16. w, HEN, my soul, Oh! when shall thy release from cumbrous flesh Pass the great seal of heav'n ? What happy hour Shall give thy thoughts a loose to soar, and trace The intellectual world ? SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 1 i b. 10s. Young. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was. Eccl. xii. 7. WHAT though we wade in wealth, or soar in fame ? Earth's highest station ends in—" Here he lies ; " And " Dust to dust" concludes her noblest song. 779. 5.6. 8.8.6. Watts. In him dicelleth all the fulness of the Godhead bodily. Col. ii. 9. WHATEVER speaks the Godhead great, And fit to be adorM — Whatever makes the creature sweet, And worthy of my passions, meet Harmonious in my Lord. 780. 112th. BOWRING. 781. ins Evening Communion uith God. WHEN in the darkness, deep and dull, The shining stars look beautiful; When the blue heav'ns that we behold Are sprinkled o'er with living gold, And the calm breeze speaks whisp'ringly — We hold communion, Lord ! with thee. J. H. 782, Be careful for nothing. Phil. iv. 6. WITH minds serene, quit ev'ry anxious care, And ev'ry cross with sweet submission bear ; Your Father's care to all your wants extends, And wisely sent is ev'ry cross he sends. CM. Family Prayer. Burns. [coast, WHEN, soon or late, we reach the O'er life's rough ocean driv'n; May we be found, no wand'rer lost, A family in heav'n. 783. 784. 8. 8.4. Bow RING. God is love. 1 John iv. 8. 16. YES ! God is love— a thought like this Can ev'ry gloomier thought remove, And turn all tears, all woes to bliss — For God is love. Bowring. Our heart shall rejoice in him. xxxin. 21. Phil. iii. 1. iv. 4. YES, the Lord shall be my joy ! He shall be my hope, my strength My rejoicing he shall be ! He will lead my soul at length To his own felicity. SINGLE VERSES, AND FRAGMENTS. Miscellaneous. 785. Watts. Hope in Darknest. Ps. xlii. 8. Cant. ii. 16. YET, gracions God, Yet will I seek thy smiling faee : What, though a short eclipse his beauties shroud, And bar the influence of his rays? 'Tis but a morning vapor, or a summer cloud : He is my Sun though he refuse to shine ; Though for a moment he depart, I dwell for ever on his heart — For ever he on mine. 786. S. M. Waring. The Setting Sun an Emblem of a Glorious Futurity. YON sapphire clouds and those gleams divine — Oh ! they tell of a rest far brighter than mine : — A land of all that is hallow'd and dear; A land of love undash'd with a tear ; Of spring whose warblers no winter shall dread ; Of flow'rs ne'er braided to die o'er the dead ; " Of glories unknown in a world such as this ; Of transports untold in an Eden of bliss! " INDEX. First Lines of Verses. A cloud of witnesses around 437 A deeper shade shall soon impend. . . . 493 A dying, risen Jesus 83 A higher destiny is mine 645 A kingdom of immense delight 379 A moment give a loose to grief 66 A sacred spring, at thy command 137 A thousand ways in ruin end 297 A thousand worlds 683 A voice comes from Ramah 679 A word of his almighty breath 44 Absent from flesh ! illustrious day. . . . 467 Absent from flesh ! then rise, my soul. . 467 Absent from thee, my guide, my light 400 Accept our faint attempts to love 530 Acquaint thee, O mortal 102 Adieu to all below the skies 175 Adoring angels round him fall 44 After warfare, rest is pleasant 451 Again he comes, — a mighty cloud 6S Age on age shall roll along 709 Agonizing in the garden 106 Ah ! born to nobler ends 505 Ah! I shall miss thee in my train 147 Ah ! no, 'tis a feverish dream 542 Ah ! should I fear to own thy name . . 300 Ah ! why that sigh 356 Alas ! for the parent 679 Alas! how f i ail our state! said 1 552 Alas! the brightest and the best 508 All — all thy love proclaim 416 All earthly joys are overweigh'd 288 All else is" vain— the days to come . .. 115 All hail ! ye fair, celestial shores 466 All honor to his name 436 All I meet, I find assists me 555 All in vain is winter gone 223 All in vain would they bid me retire.. 205 All is tranquil and serene 669 All my capacious pow'rs can wish 316 All nature owns his guardian care 10 All nature sings thy boundless love .. 100 All our immortal hopes are laid 72 All pow'r is in his hand 190 All that Spring, with bounteous hand 248 All things are ready, — sinners come.. 109 Almighty God, reveal thy grace 398 Almighty goodness, pow'r divine 1 Along the lovely scene 89 Already he has gain'd the goal 149 Y Amaz'd, we traverse o'er the scenes.. 340 Amazing love ! that stoop'd so low 264 Amen ! with joy divine 199 Amid the dark, the dismal scene 170 Amid the gloomy scenes of life 403 Amid the roaring of the sea 396 Amid the storms below 425 Amid the various cares of day 499 Amid these gloomy wilds below 98 Among the saints on earth 568 Among them there was one, whose eye 57 And are we ever doom'd to mourn... 577 And bitter were our sojourn here .... 125 And can I longer wish to stay 459 And can no sov'reign balm be found 84 And can*t thou— wilt thou yet forgive 128 And didst thou bleed, for sinners bleed 60 And didst thou pity mortal woe 56 And didst thou save a trembling frame 56 And does the King of Glory wake 491 And earthly friendships, fair and gay 174 And ev'ry stream more gently flows . . 178 And false the light on glory's plume.. 163 And if one passing pang I feel 562 And if thy glories here be found 36 And in the shade, when thou must die 108 And life itself, that chequer'd scene.. 506 And long, with heart-felt pain. S6 And love is vain— for she, so fair .... 159 And must we leave the banks of life. . 599 And now his hand has crown'd our toil 478 And now more pure the dew drop seems 525 And now their fleeting day is past 61/4 And now they sink the lofty tone 670 And o'er me thy radiance pour 542 And oft thy syren voice would charm 692 And oh! — when I have safely pass'd. . 76 And oh ! when the whirlwind of passion 215 And rise to Thee — to Thee whose hand 515 And shall my guilty fears prevail 400 And shall we long and wish in vain.. 186 And should it even break 334 And since once more thou wilt appear 680 And still, though the day-light is fled 542 And such a Sabbath, bright and pure 525 And such were life, without the ray.. 127 And the dragon shall dwell in thy palace 674 And the firstborn of Egypt are dying 671 And the fond mother's hope 671 And the hearths of that country 671 INDEX. First Lines of J'erses. And the heav'ns and their glories 656 Anil the Judge shall descend 656 And the widows of Aslmr 675 And the young brother clings 671 And the young mother wakes 671 And then the peace that Jesus beams 532 And there fell the youth ... k 671 And there lay the infant 671 And there lay the rider 675 And there lay the steed 675 And this shall cheer the lonely way.. 575 And thou, beloved claj ". . . 608 And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow 322 And thou, refulgent orb of ^ay 465 And thus have ev'n the young in years 172 And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r 633 And time shall so suddenly steal 542 And wealth is vain— the ev'ning gale 159 And when from paradise an exile driv 'n 692 And when my Saviour calls me home 443 And when the pillars of the world 6 And when the vain shadows of time 649 And when the welcome message comes 375 And when this lisping 123 And while the meaner creatures sing 32 And while we share the gift? 537 And who would sigh for its return... 520 And why, thou Victor 678 And wilt thou bend a lisfning ear 513 And wilt thou show thji smiling face.. 5 And ye of meaner birth 235 And yet ten thousand thousand more. . 110 Angels and men, resign your claim... 23 Angels are lost in sweet surprise 12 Angels, let the ransom'd stranger .... 651 Anon, he bursts the gates of death 69 Approach, ye poor, no more refuse... 534 Arabia's desart-ranger 189 Are there no foes for me to face 445 Are there not feelings from above 588 Are there not pleasures of the soul . .. 164 Arise, my soul, from deep distress 399 Around him, o'er him, he creates.... 115 Around it storms of trouble blow 552 Around our coasts, by thy command.. 589 Around the cross his glory shines 340 Around thy throne of dazzling light.. 13 Around thy throne the rainbow shines 120 Array'd in his refulgent beams ye shine 75 Array'd in living green 124 Art nigh, and yet my lab'ring mind.. 21 Art thou not mine, my living Lord... 114 As a mother counts the days 222 As blooms the lowly rlow'r 571 As by the light of op'ning day 292 As days of clear shining 95 As much the world's good-will I share 560 As o'er thy works the seasons roll 34 As on the torturing cross he hung 69 A.s spring, the winter,— day, the night 105 As -till to the star of its worship 272 As brougha glass Idimly see 50 As io all the doubts and questions 366 As with a Beraph's voice to sing 457 Asham'd of Jesus \ just as soon 299 Asham'd <>t Jesus >. sooner tar 299 Asham'd of Jesus ? that dear friend .. 299 Asham'd of Jesus ? yes, I may 299 Assist me, n racious God 236 Assist me, while 1 wander here 529 Assume, mj tongue, a nobler strain.. 590 At first we start, and feel di-tress'd .. 283 At his right hand the slaughter'd Lamb 660 At home, abroad, what sweets 182 At length — .-he rose, complete 238 At morn we flourish like the grass ... 7 At the sweet mention of his love. 385 Attend, ye -on- of wealth and pomp.. 621 Attendant plagues around him stand.. 538 Author and Guardian of my life 271 Author of life and endless joy 374 Awake! thy sweetest raptures raise.. 197 Away, each grov'lling, anxious care.. 433 Away, these interposing day » 618 Aw ay , y e false, delusive toys 483 Aye, thou mav'st smile, but not in scorn 562 B Be all my heart, and all my days 535 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms 333 Be his kingdom now promoted 195 Be mine the comforts that reclaim... 332 Be still, my soul, and wait his hour.. 472 Be thou my friendly guard 505 Be thou our comfort, mighty God 631 Be wise, and make his favor sure.. .. 482 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings 231 Before corruption, guilt, and fear 422 Before him, on the mountains 189 Before our Father's throne 566 Before the pond'rous earthly globe... 6 Before the radiance of thine eye 5 Before thine uijmii pris'd surv ey 13 Before whose high and dazzling throne 38 Begone for ever, mortal things 288 Begone, unworthy o\ my cares 81 Begoni , with all your soothing charms 2S9 Begone, ye gilded vanities 179 Behold Jehovah's royal hand 433 Behold! little children, he cries 625 Behold, my. vital blood 1 pom 120 Behold th' angelic bands 1.4 Behold the fiery deluge roll 655 Behold! the youthful spring is come.. 473 Behold your King 186 Being, whose all-pervading might 515 Beneath the hostile, dreadful sword.. 590 Beneath the senate and the throne... 590 Beneath the word Of life we die 195 Beneath thy soul-reviving ray 310 Bethesda's pool has lost its pow'r.... 57 Bewailing and wonder 201 Beyond those crystal vaults 3*>5 Birds, on wings of rapture soar 233 Blessed fold I no foe can entei 651 Blest be the kind, the gracious pow'r 2S9 Blest be thy hand, which from the skies 322 Blest hope ! — and sun- as blest 126 Blest Jesus ! let this awful scene 59S Blest Saviour, introdue'd by thee 437 Blest seraphs sing thy matchless love 26S Blest with hi- VlondrOUS love 425 Bl«st with thy presence, I could meet 96 Blind unbelief is sine to err 49 Blissful period of repose 462 Bond- of everlasting love 143 Bom bj a new, celestial birth 330 Born from '.lie flesh, a thousand foes.. 32.8 Borne through the wilderness in wrath 672 1 Break oil your tears, ye saints, and tell 83 Brethren, join in supplication 192 IXDEX. First Lines of Verses. Brethren, let u- freel) offer 192 Brigades of angels lin'd the way 590 Bright realms or bliss 310 Bright scenes of bliss, unclouded skies 392 Bright tenors guard thine awful seat 594 Bright world oi bliss .' oh, could I see 4.58 Brightest and best of the sons 53 Bring, then, the solemn harp, and share 680 Britain's God, ye shores, resound it.. 592 Burst thy shackles— drop th\ clay 619 But a day is coming fast 709 But ah, how tar from mortal sight ... 70 But ah! how wide in\ - pi* it flies 382 But ah ! in vain I strive to join 473 But ah! my inward spirit cries 352 But ah ! the song how faint it flows.. 275 But ah ! there existed a few 542 But ah ! these sweet moments are fled 539 But ah! this weak, inconstant mind.. 302 But ah ! thou hast many a lov'd one.. 585 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene.. 227 But brighter and fairer than star or sun 501 But cares aud trifles make or find 389 But down to earth, alas ! in vain 624 But ere that trumpet shakes 657 But faith can look bt fore 701 But fix'd, O God ! for ever stands 23S But flow'rs of paradise 436 But for this hope, this blessed stay... 580 But frail mortality in vain 249 But gentler things shall tune his name 232 But habit and tradition sway'd 57 But had thy mien to outward sight... 699 But he, for his own mercy's sake 348 But how shall mortal tongues express 90 But I forbid my sorrows now 551 But I have aris'nln mj glory at length 678 But if eternal gladness 650 But if my Saviour be with me 315 But if thine approving smile 429 But I'll retire beneath the cross 116 But in the gospel it appears 18 But infinitely happier lie 115 But Jesus pitied my distress 422 But leaves the greenest will decay... 144 But let the creatures fall around 13 But life attends the deathful sound. . . 60 But lo ! the great Deliv'rer sails 500 But love attempers ev'ry raj 186 But may a poor, bewilder'd soul 219 But no such sacrifice I plead 212 But not defenceless, O my soul 491 But, O my Lord, one look from thee 423 But oft these shadowy joys elude — . 155 But oft would guilt appear 86 But oh ! be thou, my Saviour, nigh .. 409 But oh ! from human tongues 236 But oh ! how slow our stupid souls — 395 But oh ! no foe invades the bliss 323 But oh! our highest notes the theme.. 238 But oh! that brighter world above ... 244 But oh ! that vast transition 620 But oh ! the law less range 505 But oh ! when gloomy doubts prevail 168 But oh ! where'er she turns the ground 694 But One can vet perform the deed.. 588 But placid and peaceful 693 But saints from death itself shall rise 508 But see, a ray of light 608 But see the wonders of his pow'r 131 But should unexpected pleasure 642 Bit shout, () ye heavens 201 But, since thou ait ever near 183 But, soon as Jesus' banner 193 But soon its transient charms decay.. 175 But soon the los ely flow 'rs that deck'd 700 But soon those transient visions fled.. 559 But the monitory sti a in 597 But the sun is high, and the dew is dry 6s!) But, the third day's dawning come... -ids But there are joys that cannot die 586 But there's a tide remains, at last.... 680 But these are only passing things 4yn But these are selfish thoughts 147 But tliis delightful season must decay 476 But this, with boldness, 1 proclaim .. 372 But those cloudless hour- that blest me 176 But thou hast brethren here below... 584 But thou wiit heal tin- wounded heart 160 But though all earthly hope be tied.. 541 But thougti the poison bancs within .. 323 But wait, my soul, and cherish still. . 710 But wait the interposing (.'loom (V26 But we have brighter hopes — we know 580 But wears th' eternal smile of joy ... 665 But when pile sickness dims his eye 146 But when — that awfui conflict o'er... 257 But when we view thy strange design 134 But where no storms can chill 574 But where the souls 599 | But while thj sufferings I survey 535 I But, while we listen with surprise.... 283 ; But why dots that celestial flow'r 322 ! But why should terrestrial ties 542 I But why from Calvary retreat 133 ' Bui, with thee to lead us on 165 1 By cooling streams and soft'ningshow'rs l By ev'ry name of pow'r and lo\e 406 By faith I see the land 438 B> foreign streams no longer roam. .. 197 By my heav'nly Father blest 509 By thy command, where'er 1 stray... 353 C Call not earth a barren spot 37 Calm as the summer's oceau, we 13 Calm was the setting of that summer 621 Can aught beneath a pow'r divine ... 94 Can he who died for sinners 346 Can 1 behold that closing eye 61 Can 1 grieve thee, whom 1 love 361 Can 1— may I — loathsome, wounded.. 281 Can 1 my bleeding Saviour view ... . 228 Can 1 survey this scene of woe 60 Can 1 trust a fellow-being 651 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind 343 , Can we stay where death is hov'ring 439 Canst thou, my soul, to heav'n allied 387 Cease, then, fond nature 626 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn... 3.9 Celestial King, thy blazing pow'r 41 Cheer'd by a signal so divine 218 Cheer'd with thy light, the gloomy vale 612 Children of Adam ! all appear Christians, dry your flowing tears Close by its banks, in order fair Clouds and thick darkness veil Cold on his cradle the dew-drops.... Come, and I'll pardon all thy sin .... I Come, and let us feel thee nigh Come, and view his mortal grave .... 655 65 137 504 53 108 222 617 INDEX, First Lines of Verses. Come and see his dying bed 617 Come, bless the Lord 522 Come, come, my Redeemer 46-1 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign 262 Come, dearest Lord, thy love can raise 383 Come, dearest Lord, thy pow'r impart 60 Come, dearest Lord, with pow'r divine 309 Come, faith and hope, celestial pair. . 3j(j Come, heav'n, ami till my vast desires 268 Come, heav'n-born faith 324 Come, in sorrow and contrition Hi Come, Lord, thy sov'reign pow'r 302 Come, Sacred Spirit, seal the name.. 218 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 63 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace 376 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere 373 Come, sov'reign Lord, dear Saviour.. 622 Come, then, my soul, and leave 45 Come, then, to this Physician 83 Come, ye angelic envoys, come 457 Come, ye blessed of my Father 658 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden 106 Compassion's voice salutes the ear... 582 Consign'd to everlasting death 24 Content, on earth I pass my days 368 Content with beholding his face 314 Convicted by thy righteous law 24 Could I be cast where thou art not. .. 182 Could I for a moment deem 183 Could I joy his saints to meet 339 Could my heart so hard remain 339 Created pow'rs, how weak they be... 12 Creatures no more divide my choice 292 Crimes of such horror to forgive 23 Crown, gracious God, thy gifts 596 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God.. 188 Crucified to all below 494 D Daily visitations come 597 Dangers have oft confess'd thy pow'r 27 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name 396 Dark are thy ways of providence 540 Dark — dark was the tempest without 282 Dark is our path 194 Darkness, wild with horror, forms... 40 Dart from thine own celestial flame.. 18 Day is for mortal care 706 Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 123 Dear Jesus, smooth that rugged way. . 549 Dear Lord, and shall I ever be 331 Dear Lord, exert thy conqu'ring grace 73 Dear Lord, forbid ! oh ! bind this heart 228 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine 314 Dear Lord, regard my feeble cry 472 Dear Lord, since thou hast broke 422 Dear name ! the rock on which I build SO Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie 82 Dear Saviour, break these fetters off 145 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts.. 404 Dear Saviour, let thy boundless grace 456 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine 275 Dear Saviour, let thy Spirit seal 667 Dear Saviour, thy victorious love ... 601 Dear Saviour, to thy cross 489 Dear Shepherd, if 1 stray 89 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few 564 Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires.. 81 Death and judgment, heav'n and hell 597 Death came not clad in form of fear.. 621 Death spreads like winter's frozen arms 626 Death! 'tis an awful, solemn sound .. 59S Death, with his icy hand 425 Death's footsteps around I shall hear 542 Deep in unfathomable mines 49 Delightful hour! how soon will night 532 Delightful scene! a world at rest 532 Destruction waits t' obey his frown.. 12 Devoted as it is to thee 207 Devoted to thy fear 505 Did 1 f,el that blessed freedom 447 Did I meet no trials here 448 Did woe their " life of life" consume 603 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry... 56 Diffusing life, his influence spreads.. 1 Di-cord and strife those regions fly.. 459 Dissolve thou the bond that detains.. 461 Divine Instructor! gracious Lord 98 Do not I love thee from my soul 305 Do we not dwell in ciouds below ... 609 Does he not bid the weary come .... 365 Does pure Religion charm thee 142 Does vain discourse, or empty mirth 343 Domestic bonds — these, these are dear 321 Dost thou a Father's bowels feel 113 Down, then, with self-exalting thoughts 45 Down through the portals of the sky 52 E Each breast with strong devotion glows 660 Each flutt'ring hope, each anxious fear 691 Each rolling year new favors brought 249 Earth flies, with all her soothingcharms 312 Earth from afar has heard thy fame.. 260 Earth — her vallejs and her mountains 39 Earth may, with all her pow'rs, dissolve 411 Earth's blooming face 238 Eat, O my friends — the Saviour cries 536 E'er since, by faith, 1 saw the stream 123 Enchanting prospects court the eye.. 384 Endless pleasure, pain excluding.. .. 635 Engage this roving, tieach'rous heart 296 Enough, then — mj heart shall no more 539 Enter, dear Lord, with all thy train.. 371 Ere bow'd beneath affliction's rod... 578 Ere long, the sun, with genial ray ... 471 Ere men ador'd, or angels knew 6 Eternal life thy words impart 166 Eternal mansions ! bright array 458 Eternal pleasures fill her train 103 Eternal Pow'r! our cause defend 561 Epithet-exhausting < cean 39 Ev'u darkness has a cheering smile.. 178 Ey'n from the glories of his throne .. 46 Even here, all pain is fleeting 417 Ev'n should this star be clouded here 575 Ev'ry earthly joj « seela 138 Ev'rj island, sea, and mountain 654 Ev'ry sun of splendid ray 255 Exile, nor prison do I fear 550 Extinguishes the thirst of sin 121 Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy.. 703 F Fain would I mount and penetrate... 527 Tain would I soar and Btretch in\ flight 331 Faint, beneath the toils of life 462 Fair, distant land! could moital eyts 662 Fair emblem of eternal rest 525 Fair garlands of immortal bliss 630 Fairest of all ihe stars of light 92 Faith almost changes into sight 551 Faith clave to the crucified Lamb 539 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Faith, rising upward, points her view 319 Faith, too, — th' appropriating grace.. 122 Far from all habitation 273 Far o'er the lee it lay 701 Farewell, the dearest union 463 j Farewell to the light of the eye 542 | Farewell to the sweets of the spring.. 542 Farewell, vain world ! to all thy bli-s 290 Father ! glorify thy name 226 Father of mercies, God of love 217 Father of spirits ! in thy love 157 Fight on, my faithful band— he cries.. 449 ] Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul.. 663 Finest radiance smiting round them.. 713 Finish'd — all the types and shadows. . 132 Fix'd on my God, my heart, adore... 4 i Flames of encircling love invest 550 I Flocks that whiten all the plain 243 ' Floods of tribulation heighten 555 i Flow, wondrous stream 137 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel 200 ' Foes may harm us; but the dearest .. 573 Follow'd, through ev'ry changing scene 251 j Foolish hearts and fond desires 347 j For a season call'd to part 576 ; For ever let my grateful heart 376 ' For ever permanent and fix'd 6 j For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart 104 j For him shall pray'r unceasing 189 ! For man and beast, here, daily food.. 1 i For never shall my soul despair 216 i For the angel of death spread his wings 675 For the blessings of the field 248 For thee 1 left the realms of light 1GS For there the Lord commands 570 For this I lift my voice 425 For thou, within no walls confin'd... 564 ! For you the public pray'r is made 4S1 j For when this frame decays .« 692 j Frail bark, on that bright summer sea 698 Fregfa causes of distress occur 550 | Friendship with kindred souls how dear 644 ' From earth his freed affections rise . . 435 j From ev'ry piercing sorrow 453 Prom Jesus,— who alone can give 348 ' From realms of death beneath 68 j From sorrow, toil, and pain 566 Pfom thee my mercies flow 490 ' From thee the breath of life he drew 243 From this narrow vale of clay 242 i From this vile flesh, what countless ills 327 From thy gracious presence flows 277 ' From thy great self thy being springs 15 Full of joyful expectation ]. 658 Gaze on the fire-stream, pouring 6S2 Gently the passing spirit fled 633 Gently, with the dawning ray 498 Give glory to the Lord t; 13 Give me a Bible in my hand 294 Give me a calm, a thankful heart 230 Give me, O Lord, a place ^76 Give me to taste that sacred food .... j;4 Go, then, — earthly fame and treasure 311 Go, you that rest upon the law llo God, in Israel, sows the seeds 448 God is in heav'n, but man below 260 God is thy God ! thou shait walk 194 God of vengeance ! from above 40 Y 2 God scorns not humble things God, the eternal, mighty God God's only Son (stupendous grace)... Good when he gives, supremely good Grace all the work shall crown Grace first contriv'd a way Grace is a plant, where'er it grows. . . Grace taught my roving feet Grant, gracious God, this one request Great Advocate! almighty Friend!... Great God ! and wilt thou condescend Great God ! assist me through the fight Great God ! create my soul anew .... Great God ! forgive our feeble lays... Great God of hosts ! accept the song. . Great God thy sov' reign giace impart Great God, to thine almighty love Great Source of life and joy supreme Great Source of light, thy beams display Great Source of my comforts restor'd Guard me by thy heav'nly care Guilty, but with heart relenting H Had I a throne above the rest Had 1 but one hope, reviving Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord Had they who watch'd and waited there Hail, great Immanuel ! let my song . . Hail, mighty Prince! thy kingdom... Hail, Prince of life ! for ever hail. . . . Hail, Prince ! they cry, for ever hail. . Hail to the land of our toils Happy the mind by heav'n inspir'd .. Happy the souls alone Happy who are call'd to share Happy, ye saints above the skies Hark ! how, beyond the narrow bounds H ark ! how he prays Hark : how the sacred theme resounds Hark ! the cherubic armies shout Haik ! the saints' triumphant chorus Hark ! those bursts of acclamation Has cheei J d the nations with the joys Has he his loving kindness Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock Hast thou a rival in my breast Hast thou not bid me seek thy face . . Have you felt a kind emotion Have you lost a fiiend — a brother Have you no dear ones Have you no words? ah ! think again Have you not known a Saviour's grace He bade the soft, refreshing ;_ale He buikls his house uj on a rock He, by whose all-commanding word. . He comes, from thickest films of vice He conies, the broken heart to bind.. He comes, the pris'ners to release . . . He comes, to break oppression He died, to raise to lite and joy He died! — ye seraphs, tune your songs He draws from human littlenes> He freely redeem'd, with his blood .. He gave his Son, his only Son He in the thickest darkness dwells... He, in these serenest hours He knows in heav'n there dwells He knows that all these glitt'ring things He knows what arguments I'd take.. He, Lord of all the worlds on high. . . £87 sro 87 3il 13.5 135 481 135 179 79 5 446 382 14 491 627 10 607 471 556 498 214 323 281 536 57 100 68 52 69 194 156 512 510 402 670 116 475 52 19-2 187 284 4i4 305 306 li» 171 171 588 204 588 478 317 4J2 55 1SJ> 264 2tJ4 45 430 10 31 .: io 377 452 399 ^83 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Is not some smiling hour at hand 540 Is sin the cause of thj complaint .... -I'l-i Is not thy name melodious still 305 Is the name .of Jesus piecious 102 Is the suu in heav'n no longer 417 Is there a heart that will not bend 262 Is there danger i Void of fear 183 Is there nothing to comfort us then .. 625 Is there, when around the soul 648 It costs me no regret, that she 353 It haunts me through each varied sceue 153 It is a deep and silent wound 153 It is all huly and serene C61 It is nnish'd !— oh, what pleasure 132 It is I — it is I, who have ris'n at length 678 It is— it is ! and I adore 54 It is not fann'd by summer gale 6(51 It is on the wing T 696 It is — that harass'd conscience feels.. 357 It i. — that hea\\i-boru laith surveys.. 357 It is — that hope with ardor glows.... 357 It makes the wounded spirit whole .. 80 It robes in cheerful green the ground 18 It will not list to wisdom's lore 154 Its pleasures now no longer please... 292 J Jesus! and didst thou leave the sky.. 262 Jesus demands this heart of mine 385 Jesus, hear our humble pray'r £76 Jesus, in thy dear name I trust 45$ Jesus! in whom but thee above 409 Jesus, my Elder Brother, lives 368 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise 472 Jesus, my God ! yet rather come 341 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light.... 227 Jesus, my love, far — far from sight. . . 327 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend 80 Jesus, our kinsmau, and our God .... 72 Jesus shall ever be our theme 26.9 Jesus sought me when a stranger 233 Jesus! Source of excellence 431 Jesus, the Lord, their harp> employs.. 670 Jesus, the Sun of Righteousness 664 Jesus! then purge my crimes away.. Gts> Jesus, thy glory, beaming from afar.. 93 Jesu-^ thy word, with friendly aid 136 Jesus, to multitudes unknown 81 Jesus, to thee alone I owe 381 Jesus, to thee I breathe my praj'r . . . 379 Jesus, to thy celestial light 130 Jesus, we pray for thy Spirit to lead us 134 Jesus, who left his blest abode 6:4 Jesus, who left his throne on high.. . . 265 Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir 231 Joyful crowds, his throne surrounding f>3»< Joyful, they stretch their wings abroad 538 Judge not "the Lord bj feeble sense... 49 Just such is the Christian 517 K Kind Benefactor! plant within 209 Kind peace ! from thy propitious smiles 596 Kind Shepherd, lead me on 608 Kindled by thee 692 Kindly he seiz.'d me in his arms 307 Kindly resolve m\ doubts 346 Kingdoms flourish, empires fall 11 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkuest . . 21 King 5 shall fall down before him 1-9 Kings, your Sov'reutn serve with awe 233 Land of our fathers 194 Lately launch'd, a trembling stranger 148 Lay thy supporting, gentle hand 607 Lead on, dear Shepherd! led by thee 90 Led by faith, we brave the ocean 439 Leaning on thy dear, faithful breast.. 607 Leave the dull cla> , and soar above.. 326 Leaves have their time to fall 706 Legality holds out a bribe 386 Let air, and earth, and skies obey ... 247 Let day and dusky night 235 Let earth and all her charms depart.. 180 Let earth and all its vanities be gone 527 Let earth's alluring joys combine 166 Let everlasting thanks be thine 99 Let ev'ry creature sing 235 Let ev'ry element rejoice 231 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe 18S Let faith and zeal and ardent love . . . 374 Let floods and flames 342 Let fools our wiser choice deride 295 Let gold, in mountains of Peru 157 Let honor deck tin brow with crowns 157 Let joy and worship spend 241 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd.. 231 Let me but hear thy dying voice 61 Let me love thee more and more 339 Let me rejoice to think that thou 147 Let me not mourn that thou wilt be.. 147 Let me reflect with humble awe 545 Let men of blood r.r.sheath the sword 342 Let my bewilder'd mind no more ... 319 Let nature burst into a song 9 Let nature change and sink and die.. 7S Let noise aud flame confound the skies 41 Let not conscience make you linger.. 106 Let not thatgtutle heart repine £78 Let others shine in uay attire 141 Let past experience of thy care 594 Let sweet devotion he my feast 374 Let the gay world, with treach'rous art 304 Let the high heav'n; your songs invite 244 Let the In iian, let the Negro 200 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 23)1 Let the wild wind's tremendous roar 237 Let the world des] ise aud leave me.. 311 Let this vain world allure no more... 627 Let tin light be ne'er withdrawn 222 Let thy name be glorified 226 Let us be wean'd from all below . — 631 Let us leave it ourselves G96 Let wonder still with love unite 265 Life, death, and fell 42 Light and peace at ouce deriving.... 635 Lightning and storm- 43 Like me, these elder-born of clay 694 Like the leaves on the forest 675 Lo ! God lor thee a body takes 267 Lo! he spake, and forth from Bight.. 233 Lo! heav'n's temple, bright, serene .. 502 Lo! lis triumphal chariot waits 67 Lo! I am with >on, saith the Lord... G32 Lo! it comes— that of wonder .. . 65l Lo ! th' incarnate God, ascended 106 Lo! thou hast set before thine eyes.. 7 Lone I) I no longci roam 298 Long i«-t it tumble round the spheres 234 Long, smiling years, in bi ight array.. 146 Look above thee— nevei eve 707 IXDEX. First Lines of Verses. Look above thee — there, indeed 707 Look around thee — beauty's light ... 707 Look around thee — wisdom there ... 707 Look before thee — all the glare 707 Look before thee — at that vault 707 Look behind thee— men whose frown 707 Look gently down, almighty grace. . . 389 Look, Sov'reign Goodness 384 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy 533 Loose all your bars of ma-sy light 67 Lord, afford a spring to me 474 Lord, decide the doubtful case 339 Lord, from this world •• *. 155 Lord, I accept thine offer'd grace..;. 484 Lord, I long to be at home 474 Lord, in thy house let incense rise ... 669 Lord, in thy sight 209 Lord, it is my chief complaint 338 Lord, let me weep for nought but sin 410 Lord, raise our hearts and pas-ions .. 343 Lord, shall my soul again conceal.... 557 Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 543 Lord, teach us so to maik our days.. 7 Lord, thine atoning blood apply 61 Lord, 'tis enough ! — our souls are fir'd 449 Lord, to my wond'ring eyes display.. 655 Lord, to thee my soul should raise . . . 248 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love 668 Lord, what is life ? — if spent with thee 639 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do.. 260 Lord, when shall I behold thy face. . . 488 Lord, when this mortal frame decays 249 Lord ! with the barren service spent. . 285 Love and grief my heart dividing 426 Love causes grief, but 'tis to move... 335 Love, gratitude, and joy, beat high. . . 340 Love is our only business here 337 Lov£ is that name,— for God is love 672 Love is the golden chain that binds.. 567 Low at his feet I'll cast me down 412 Low at his feet, then, O my soul 38 Low at thy feet my soul would lie... 166 M Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd 71 Man, though a worm 45 Many, ev'n dear to thee, oppress'd .. 499 May I still enjoy this feeling 426 May my soul, with sacred transport.. 441 May my sweetest hymns arise 255 May thy delightful season prove 524 May'st thou know the gracious Donor 139 Mem'ry— sad mem'ry, still will bloom 153 'Mid the chorus of the skies 669 'Mid the gloom, the vivid lishtnings.. 555 'Midst the silence of the night... T... 510 Millions of saints thy grace proclaim. . 268 Millions of souls in glory now 109 Mine is an unchanging love 338 Mine the God whom you adore 298 More truly, but more darkly, prophecy 699 Morn, her nitlting tints displacing... 185 Mortal, from vain inquiry rest. ...... 418 Mortals with you in cheerful homage 75 Must I be carried to the skies 445 Must I no more behold that smile 147 My best desires are faint and few 349 My cares and my labors 464 My cares — I eive them to the wind.. 427 My cheerful hope can never die 167 My cheerful soul, now, all the day... 551 My days are shorter than a span 637 My eyelids refuse their repose 514 My Father! dear, delightful name ... 356 My Father, God ! and may these lips 376 My Father, God! how sweetthe sound 218 My Father ! — oh ! permit my heart. . 359 My flesh is hast'ning to decay 409 My friend shall grow wrinkled and old 542 My glorious Redeemer! I long 430 My God, I would not long to see 42 My God!— oh! could I call thee mine 312 My God!— oh ! could I make the claim 406 My God ! thou art holy and good 539 My God ! thy presence can impart... 181 My God will pity my complaints .... 399 My great Protector and my Lord.... 167 My heart, where mental winter reigns 471 My hope, my treasure, and my rest.. 291 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord 221 My hours, with nndiminish'd force... 353 My lab'ring spirit vainly seeks 372 My life I would anew 489 My life, my health, my friends, I owe 250 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe .... 90 My Lord, my life, oh ! cheer my heart 543 My lov'd habitation and garden 464 My mind in perfect peace 512 My offerings will indeed be blest.... 208 My sabbaths below 464 My Saviour, God, no voice but thine 219 My Saviour, God, this broken voice.. 219 My Saviour, my God, it is thou 585 My Saviour, whom absent I love.... 461 My sole possession is thy love 353 My soul a sharper winter mourns 472 My soul, and canst thou silent lie.... 475 My s benighted heart ... 400 Oh; should my path through sufi'ring 320 Oh! speak the word ; her joyful wings 3;>1 Oh ! gweet is the season of rest 02 Oh ! gweet is the thought — that I never 455 Oh ; sweet was the peace he bestow'd 282 Oh! never kt my soui remove 1(37 Oh ! no— till life itself depart 267 Oh ! not in circling depth or height.. 21 Oh , that hope ! how bright 451 Oh! t hat I could now adore him 419 Oh ! that I had a stronger faith 3lS Oh ! that our thoughts and thanks 522 Oh ! that unfathomable sea 599 Oh! that with yonder s«,cred throng. . 1S8 Oh! th' oppressive, irksome weight.. 361 Oh ! the rich depths of love divine ... 87 Oh! the transporting, rapturous scene 663 Oh ! the wonders that hour 542 Oh ! teach me, Father, while I feel.. 4;>2 Oh ! then, be calm— and tread serene 544 Oh 'then, ere the turf or tomb 597 Oh ! then shall the veil be removed .. 461 Oh; then the setting sun guiles fair.. 53x Oh; then, to his embrace repair 182 Oh, then, w ith supreme affection 336 Oh i this thought in the midst 162 Oh I to be brought to Jesus' feet 35;/ Oh! turn us— turn us, mighty Lord .. 593 Oh! \isit then, my spirit, Lord 438 Oh ! weep not for the friends that pass 563 Oh ! welcome in this heart, he says, . 4-5 Oh ! what a night w .is that 523 Oil! what folly, oh! what madness.. 441 Oh ! what is life I 'lis .ike the bow. . C30 Oh! what is man, when lost in sleep 491 Oh! what pleasures there await us... 439 Oh ! were these heav'nly prospects .. 452 Oh! when, Almighty Lord 202 Oh! when shall time the period bring 594 Oh! while I breathe to thee, my Lord 348 Oh! while I gaze, in wonder lost.... 61 Oh! who could bear life's stormy doom 169 Oh, wondrous change! but just before 422 Oh ! would my Saviour, from on high 473 On all life's changing seasons shine.. 177 On ev'ry side around them 193 Ou him, in full reliance 428 On his cross he builds his throne 263 On my mis'ry, kind Physician 281 On seraph wings, the new-born spirit 628 On the thin air, without a prop 32 On the tree of life eternal 479 On thee alone my hope relies 87 On this poor spot, where can I find.. 327 On thy dear cross I fix my eyes 333 On thy holy name I call 242 On thy soft bosom will I lie 504 On us that providence has shone 243 On us the vast extent display 213 On wings of love the Saviour flew... 583 Once and again that biiss impart.... 403 Once in this dust, that heav'd 694 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded.. 176 Once on the raging seas I rode 92 Once the big, unbidden tear 669 Once the morning's earliest light .... 42 1 Once thou wast all 1 sought 86 One fatal remembrance 162 One good she covets 308 One happy hour beholds me rise 446 Oue moment beheld her in brightness 20i One thing demand> our care 641 One thing 1 ask,— and wilt thou hear 484 One word of thy resistless pow'r 39-2 Open thou the crystal fountain 442 Or, if I may not climb 527 Or, if they're remember'd above 461 ! Or passing through death's gloomy vale 370 ! Or should'st thou in bondage detain.. 539 Or when in paler tints array'd 34 Other refuge have I none S5 Our days a transient period run 13 Our days are number'd, — let us spare 337 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace. . 55 Our hasty wills rush blindly on 145 Our labors done, securely laid... 6uo Our life is like the transient breath.. 7 Our light should be love 6!Xj ; Our own, or another's distress 362 ! Our souls are rising on the wing 618 ! Our souls, expanded wide . 537 j Our thoughts are lost in rev'rend awe 134 P Pardon, and grace, and boundless love 11<5 Pardon and peace to dying men 109 Parent of good ! 'lis thine to give .... 356 Part of thy church, by thy command 590 Part of thy name divinely stands .... 134 Past, O my soul, for ever past 506 Peace, rebel thoughts, I'll not complain 549 Peace, troubled soul 105 Peace, with her olive-branch 199 Pensive memory then retraces 171 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Perfuni'd with costlier treasure 571 Philosophy and moral sense 136 Pilgrims in the noontide heat 462 Pity a wretched suppliant, Lord 342 Pity this madness, God of love 395 Plagues and death around me fly 381 Pleasure — with her delightful song... 174 Pleasure's call attention wins 597 Pleasures unsullied flourish there 668 Poor wand'rers of a stormy day 163 Pow'rs unseen earth's bosom heave.. 263 Praise him, all ye hosts above 233 Pray'r is the burthen of a sigh 203 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath.. 203 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice.. 203 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech 203 Pray'r makes the darken'd cloud 204 Say, shall we yield him 53 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll... 446 Scorn'd by the thoughtless and the vain 45 Search me, U God, and know my heart 22 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul 531 Seasons, and months, and weeks 469 Seasons and moons, still rolling round 250 Seasons of grace, and days of hope. .. 395 See a flood of sacred light 511 See crystal fountains play 202 See — how beauteous on the mountains 195 See how the mounting sun 489 See, in the Saviour's dying blood.... 84 See ! low before thy throne of grace. . 400 See Salem's golden spires 436 See that glory ! — how resplendent 638 See the early blossoms springing.... 503 Praise to the Conqueror 246 ! See the guardian angels nigh 511 Praise to thee, thou great Creator 503 See the haven full in view 619 Precious the faith that lifts the soul.. 602 See, the restless swallow flies 502 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand 599 See the sky parting 712 Preserved by thine almighty arm .... 497 See yon orient streak appearing 148 Presumptuonsthought,tolix the bound 4l2 Seek the true treasure seldom found.. 710 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn 320 Seraphs, the nearest to the throne ... 14 Proclaim inimitable love 131 Seraphs with elevated strains 670 Pronounce me, gracious God, thy son 368 Pure and undefil'd religion 350 Put thy bright robes of triumph on. . . 659 Q Quick through the realms of light. . . . 129 R Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ... 82 Reason may grasp the massy hills. . . . 16 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land . . 19 Rebellious mortals, cease your tumults 43 Reign, mighty Prince, for ever reign 268 Religion ! — I make thee my choice . . 282 Rend, O my God! the veil away 393 Render'd safe by his protection 439 Renounce thy works and ways 267 Repeated crimes awake our fears 79 Repentant sorrow fills my heart 535 Restore our comforts as our fears 7 Restraining pray'r, we cease to tight. . 204 Return, O blissful Sun, and bring.... 471 Return, O Holy Dove ! return 229 Return, ye wand'rers, — oh! return... 112 Serene, I laid me down. Serenely may our eyes survey 659 Set the black list before my sight 412 Shall aught beguile us on the road ... 330 Shall I not pant t' ascend the road... 327 Shall I wish the world caressing 139 Shall Jesus for admission sue 73 Shall love like thine be thus repaid.. 348 Shall man, the great master of all 477 Shall we whose souls are lighted 191 She comes in the spring 696 She hides my follies from my eyes... 393 She i? a tree of life 118 She sees beneath the touch of pain... 146 Shepherds ! in the fields abiding 51 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies 232 Short is my passage — short the space 466 Should both the Indies, at my call. . . . 81 Should boundless wealth increase.... 179 Should earth's vain treasures 81 Should hell's black legions all arise.. 326 Should lowing herds 170 Rest, ye worldly tumults, rest 240 Should my heart a moment fail 303 Riches, that so absorb the mind 174 , Should Reason's dictates be obey'd.. 117 Rise! letthy heart its grief compose,. 418 Rise then my soul, — b> faith ascend.. 326 Rise, thou Sun of Righteousness 223 Rise, tonch'd with gratitude divine .. 74 Rising from the bed of rest 495 Rivers to the ocean run 329 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart 1 10 Rous'd by the animating sound 444 S Sad is death to shrinking nature 151 Safe from the false world's 77 Sages! leave yorur contemplations 51 Saints and angels, join'd in concert. Saints! befoie the altar bending.... Should the vine bud forth no mote .. 248 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas. . . 23*2 Show me thy face, and I'll away 615 Shows me the precious promise seal'd 121 Shudder not to pass the stream 619 Silent, we own Jehovah's name 630 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 84 Sin throws in vain its peison'd dart.. 84 Since all that I meet 367 Since from thv bounty I receive 71 Since on this fleeting hour 641 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd 244 106 Sing how he left the heav'nly throne 6S 51 I Sinners! bow'd with true repentance 51 Satan and sin condemn 407 Smile on my minutes as thev roll 497 Satan and sin unite their art 440 \ Smile on my soul, and bid me sing.. 264 Sav'd! the deed shall spread new glorj -;14 Smile when the moments fly 640 Saviour and Lord 699 1 So earthly hope deceives 701 Saviour of souls ! could 1 from thee., 360 So fades a summer clond away 616 Say, happy natives of the sky 1^1 j So gloom, and doubt, and sadness 424 Say, Lire forever, wondrous king. . . . 63 So grant me, Lord, from ev'ry care. . 695 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. So, if my soul's bright Sun impart... 471 So, in darkest dispensations 5.5.5 So Jesus look'd on dying man 583 So may we tune our cheerful voice.. 239 So peace and love, appearing 424 So, (saith the God of grace,) 124 So shall humility divine :i93 So shall my joyful spirit rise 220 So shall my soul contented stay lSl So shall my walk be close with God. . 229 So shall thy praise employ my breath 2.52 So spake the friends of God and man 129 So the risiDg sun appears 65 So, trusting in thy love, I tread 546 So when life's changinghour has pass'd 518 Soft and sweet are show'rs, descending 185 Softly his faintiag head he lay 615 Some guardian, invisible hand 282 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail. . . 2 Soon, in the chariot of a cloud 460 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains. . 257 Soon shall Jesus, crown'd with glory 420 Soon these suff 'rings will be past 4.50 Sooner may nature's laws reverse. ... 411 Sorrow and pain, and ev'ry care 663 Sorrow foregoes its nature there 369 Souls whom the tie of friendship binds I45 Sov'reign love appoints the measure. . 336 Sov'reign of souls, thou Prince of peace 74 Speak, and by thy gracious voice 474 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace.. 406 Spirit of peace ! Immortal Dove 96 Spread for thee, the festal board I07 Sprinkled now with blood the throne 107 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains loi Still I choose thee, follow still 361 Still let the Lord on Britain smile... 589 Still may the barren fig-tree stand 252 Still may thy love in ev'ry scene 46S Still may we trust in Him whose love 172 Still must the scenes of bliss remain. . 3I2 Still my feet are prone to stray 493 Still my gracious God allows 509 Still on their restless beds they lie... 499 Still, restless nature dies and grows.. 15 Straight I upbraid my wand'ring heart 423 Straight she began to change her key 552 Strange the reverse when once abas'd 45 Stript of the dazzling hue? that youth 161 Such art thou, stupendous ocean 39 Such is pleasure's transient story 1/6 Such shall the noise be 712 Sun, and moon, and stars 39 Sun3 on suns through boundless space n Superior bliss invites my eye? 324 Supported by thy sov'reign love 353 Sure I am thine— or why this load... 302 Sure I must fight, if I would reign... 44.5 Sure the Lord thus far has brought me 366 Surprizing grace ! — and shall my heart 72 Survey the beauties of his face 71 Sweet are her charms 684 Sweet are my thoughts 341 Sweet in his righteousness to stand .. 554 Sweet in the confidence of faith 554 Sweet is sleep to weary nature 185 Sweet is the cross above all sweets . . 335 Sweet moments ! if aught upon earth 539 Sweet on his faithfulnesss to rest 554 Sweet to look back, and »ee my name 554 Sweet to look inward, and attend.. . . 554 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 554 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat 423 Sweet was the journey to the sky.... 615 Sweetest bonds of friendship here.... 143 Sweetly on our spirits move 569 Swift on the wings of time it flies 454 Swift through the vast expanse it flew 52 T Take courage, then, my trembling soul 41 1 Take my heart, 'tis all thine own 431 Take my whole frame into thy hand. . 382 Talk not to hearts like mine of peace 153 Take the glad burthen of his name... '234 Tears the strong pillars 712 Tell me no more of crowding guests. . 294 Tell me no more of fame and wealth 294 Tell me no more of lofty tow'rs 2.04 Tell the haughty foe that threatens ... 592 j Ten thousand griefs, ten thousand cares 398 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join. . 023 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 256 Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee 251 Ten thousand times ten thousand 331 Ten thousand worlds, tenthousand lives 360 Tender friends my loss may mourn. . . 511 Thanks to my God for ev'ry gift 376 Thanks to thy name, thou God of love 612 That blissful iuterview how sweet 457 That deeper shade shall break away.. 493 That God, whose word all nature form'd 38 That grace, which bids my hope aspire 30-5 That hand which heav'n and earth ... 380 That life I at length shall resign 2>2 That refuge from the storm . . ." 701 That saves from hell's eternal gloom. . 219 That the rapt spirit has forgot 164 That throne, that glory you shall share 449 Th' Almighty Former of the skies 87 The arrows that shall wound your flesh 538 The autumn leaf is sear and "dead 690 The banner of thy cross display i35 The bleating flocks, the lowing herds. . 38 The blissful word, with joy replete .. 220 The bright sun's animating beams. . . . 684 The brightest cheek that ever bloom'd 141 The brightest joy your smile can boast 289 The calm retreat, the silent shade 271 The chaste and pure, who fear to grieve 369 The cheerful tribute will I giveT 257 The cheering morn will dawn 126 The child long lost, the friend bereav'd 665 The children like the lily flow'rs 144 The dark illume, th' afflicting cheer.. 499 The dawnings of these glorious days.. 199 The dearest idol I have known 229 The dungeon knows thy voice 692 The dying thief rejoic'd to see 122 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives .. 632 The Father of mercies we prais'd 539 The fiatt'ring deceiver 201 The flow'ry spring, at thy command. . 469 The forms that once lovely appear'd. . 542 The friends who in our sunshine live. . 109 The future, — 'tis a cheerless gloom .. 153 The glorious orb, whose golden beams 284 The gospel is preach'd to the poor. . . . 378 1 The hand which fills my daily cup. . . 506 The happy day and happy year 590 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. The harps of heav'n steal o'er me 463 The horrors of the bloody field 596 The hues of the faithful bow 702 The joy that fades is not for me 297 The joyful sun sprung up 238 The joys and treasures of a day 295 The lark mounts up the sky 241 The lark upward winging 686 The last! — its bitterness of grief 704 The least, the feeblest of the sheep ... 380 The little seed from heav'n 190 The living tribes, of countless forms.. 243 The Lord, who such wonders 477 The lowest step above thy feet 260 The mem'ry of his mighty name 482 The mid-day sun is dark to me 31 5 The rrfidnight echoes at thy name 313 The mighty Conqueror 63 The mind was form'd to mount 392 The mite my willing hands can give.. 586 The mole that scoops with curious toil 694 The morn with glory crown'd 670 The morning hours again arise 486 The myrtles that shade the gay bow'rs 477 The myst'ries of creation lie 16 The news shall ev'ry harp employ 245 The night is passing— tied the dream.. 408 The once lov'd form, now cold and dead 626 The past,— it now might almost seem 153 The peaceful strains that fill the grove 525 The pillow by affection's hand 614 The porch, the open door, I see 327 The Pow'r that gave it, still supplies. . 99 The present moment Hies 641 The pris'ner, sent to breathe fresh air 323 The promise guides her ardent flight. . 117 The regions of eternal peace 358 The rising sun, serenely bright 1 The rocks can rend 388 The rocks receive less proudly....... 273 The rose, which in the sun's bright rays 172 The same his pow'r his saints to guard 78 The Saviour in sympathy wept 362 The Saviour ! oh, what endless charms 87 The senses indeed must be dark 501 The seeds, which piety and love 586 The shadow of th' Almighty's wings. . 25 The sickness that may shoot 47 The storm that wrecks the wintry sky 710 The Son of God. attentive, heard 129 The sons of men return to clay 7 The soul, a dreary province, once 284 The soul, from sin for ever free 668 The soul, immortal and sublime 644 The soul, of origin divine 710 The soul that longs to see my face ... 4S3 The spacious worlds of heav'nly light 30 The spirit has its native seat 647 The splendid crown 295 The storm is laid, the winds retire ... 173 The stroke which from sorrow and pain 461 The sun himself 238 The sun his Maker's glory spreads 38 The sun that gilds memory's fields 542 The gim that illumines the regions 464 The sun withdraws his vital beams... 471 The sunbeam of the morning 42-i The things eternal I pursue 434 The things of earth are like a river... 647 The things we see above are bright... 647 The thorns that piere'd 77 The tides of creatures ebbs and flows 30 The timid Christian speaks for God.. 557 The timid spring 681 The tott'ring frame of mortal life .... 553 Thetovv'rsand temples crush'd by time 694 The tyrant, how he triumphs here.... 599 The tyrants of the plain 202 The vale of affliction * 464 The vile, the lost, — he calls to them.. 534 The voice of this alarming scene 627 The wave so sparkling in the beam .. 541 The widow's heart shall sing for joy.. 581 The woods and winds with sudden wail 690 The world employs its various snares 392 The world in sackcloth and distress .. 402 The worst of all diseases 83 The wounded conscience 121 Thee, with humble adoration 591 Their brightest day, alas, how vain... 646 Their feeble frames 140 Their flow'ry tribes, all blooming rise 1 Their Saviour shall receive them .... 620 Their streaming eyes together flow. . . 565 Their tears, and groans 129 Then, all my servile works were done 344 Then back to heav'n they fly 64 Then deem not, in thy gloomiest hour 544 Then dry your tears 66 Then faith, and hope, and love 471 Then falls a blight upon the heart!... 161 Then fly, my song ! an endless round. . 30 Then, gentle patience smiles on pain. . 117 Then let our hearts repine no more . . 624 Then let the Lord for ever reigu 44 Then let the love that makes me blest 18 Then let my soul for ever lie 72 Then let the wildest storms arise 296 Then let us to Jesus repair 625 Then let us yield no more to grief 415 Then, love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye.. 600 Then, mighty God, the earth shall know 590 Then peace returns with balmy wing 595 Then place them...., 209 Then plume thy wings 328 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord.. 216 Then shall come the Judgment sign . . 709 I Then shall my cheerful heart survey.. 356 ' Then shall my cheerful spiiit sing 543 : Then shall my drooping spirit rise . . . 406 Then shall my feet no more depart... 382 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite ... 249 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 227 Then shall my thankful pow'rs rejoice 221 Then shall new lustre break 643 Then shall our hearts, enraptur'd, say 275 Then shall the joyful spirit soar 601 Then shall the mourner at thy feet... 348 Then, should insulting foes invade 593 Then should my eyes, without a tear.. 373 Then, should'st thou grant me 484 Then, sorrow, touch'd by thee 169 Then, the chain of this low dungeon.. 447 Then, — the moments flew unheeded .. 176 Then the tremendous arm of death... 553 Then — then, never more shall the fears 461 Then, though thou bend my spirit low 547 Then, to abstain from outward sin 344 Then, to heav'n your wishes bending. . 171 Then, to the shining seats of bliss 668 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Then wasting pain and sickness trace Then we begin to live indeed Then we hear his chariot wheels Then, when the cares of life are o'er.. Then, when the king of terror comes.. Then will I bathe thy feet in tears . .. There, all the fav'rites of the Lamb .. There, all the millions of his saints... There, blend the ties that strengthen.. There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye. . There, fiery seeds of anger lurk There, fragrant flow'rs immortal bloom There, gen'rous fruits, that never fail. . There, glory sits on ev'ry face There, his triumphal chariot waits.... There, if thy Spirit touch the soul.... There, in the realms There is a calm fur those who weep.. There is a Great Physician near There is a home for weary souls There is a river pure and bright There is a soft, a downy bed There, is my house and portion fair . . There is no thorn, no briar seen There is not a sorrow There, Jesus bids my sorrows cease.. There, Jesus stands with open arms.. There, Jesus — that unsetting sun There, joys unsee«n by mortal eyes . . . There, like the nightingale, she pours There, low before his glorious throne There, my mother, pleasures centre .. There, myriads and myriads shall meet There, myriads worship at thy feet... There, no alternate night is known... There, on a throne, how dazzling bright There, paiu and sickness never come There, pleasure flows for ever clear .. There, rest s the earth There, rich varieties of joy There, shall I dwell in perfect light .. There, shall my lips in endless praise. . There, shall the foll'wers of the Lamb There, shall we see him face to face.. There, shall we see thy lovely face . . . There, sorrow for his sake is found . . There, the blest man, my Saviour, sits There, the stately forest bending There — there are no prisons, to hold. . There — there unshaken would I rest.. There, thou hast bid the globes of light There was a Sabbath once, below. . . . There was not a helper in Israel There, what delightful truths I read .. There, we shall swim in heav'nly bliss There, when the cares of life are o'er There, with a thousand arts, she tries There, with united heart and voice... There's beauty in the break of day . . . . There's brightness around it There's room in the arms of my love. . These are the dearest hours 1 know . . These are the mighty things I crave.. These ashes too, this little dust These groans and sighs These speak of thee with loud acclaim These sweet, these heav'nly tidings... These to that dear Source we owe... These transient scenes will soon decay These with a gentle hand he throws.. They are not dead — whose ashes fill.. 644 They brought his chariot from above.. 69 l'hey cannot die — whose spirits here.. 634 They come — on the wings 119 They died, and thro' a world of gloom 629 They leave the dust, and on the wing 653 They whose wounded, bleeding heart 713 Thine ancient thoughts thy firm decrees 17 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 528 Thine essence is a vast abyss 16 Thine eye beholds with kind regard.. 10 Thine indulgence, bounteous God .... 509 Thine is the beam 683 Thine own appointed path pursue 676 Think not to drive my trembling soul 412 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord .. 212 This can my ev'ry care control 543 This day be grateful homage paid 523 This Gabriel knows, and sings thy name 615 This garment of the flesh 611 This gentle stream, with sudden force 137 This glorious hope revives 566 This heart, that cannot rest 334 This heav'nly calm within the breast.. 522 This is enough all sadness to control.. 416 This is the hour when nature lies .... 614 This joy my wishes long to find 312 This life's but a feverish dream 542 This night, perhaps, the hand of death 506 This only can my fears control 364 This vain world, with all its trifles. . . . 441 This world, in all its glories drest .... 644 This wreck of nature all around 655 Thither his raptur'd thought ascends.. 435 Thither let fervent faith aspire 26 Thither should I attempt to go 327 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar .. 244 Those blissful, those transporting smiles 224 Those eyes, indeed, are rayless now.. 623 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r 134 Those shining realms of endless day.. 384 Those skulls, what ghastly figures now 599 Those temples wounded by the thorn 61 Those triumphs of stupendous grace.. 133 Thou alone, the Great Author of all.. 556 Thou art the pulse of Nature 692 Thou art as ready to forgive 423 Thou art where billows foam 706 Thon canst bid our spirits rise 383 Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry 498 Thou glory of kingdoms 674 Thou God of hope and peace divine.. 373 Thou good and wise and righteous Lord 595 Thou hast kept me through the night. . 498 Thou hast preserv'd my fleeting breath 252 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode 231 Thou king of dread ! my faith and hope 612 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord 305 Thou lord of the day 464 Thou Pow'r sublime 683 Thou restless globe of golden light 232 Thou shalt see my glory soon 338 Thou torturing seat of diseases 464 Thou who didst wake me 492 Thou wilt be my Father yet 303 Thou wilt extract the poison'd dart . . 82 Though all creation round thee smile. . 558 Though all the pow'rs of nature fail .. 365 Though dark be my way 367 Though dark may be earth's vale 515 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Though distresses now attend thee ... 419 Though dreary the empire of night... 62 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust C32 Though faint be the ray 210 Though heav'n afflicts, I'll not repine 549 Though in a baie and rugged way 28 Though in the rugged path oi life ... 375 Though in the vale of death I tread .. 28 Though long of winds and waves 710 Though loud the blast 104 Though love approach 614 Though many a star of splendour 91 Though painful long the lesson prov'd 559 Though rocks and quicksand- deep .. 438 Though rough the path appears Gil Though setting now the smiling ray.. 518 Though sleep pervade mj frame 490 Though sorrow count the hours ()40 Though tempest-toss'd 396 Though ten thousand ills beset thee .. 419 Though the form of God he bore 2C3 Though the pangs of death assail me.. 705 Though the shore we hope to land on.. 439 Though to leave thee sorrowing 148 Thoughtless^ they act 141 Thousands, to whom my natal hour .. 251 Thousands, v. ho climb'd 251 Thrice blest, beneath 508 Thrones and dominions 15 Through all eternity, to thee 256 Through all succeeding ages, he 78 Through all the storms 284 Through David's city I am led 54 Through duty, and through trials too.. 443 Through eternity he reigns 11 Through ev'ry period of my life 2.16 Through ev'rj scene of life and death 632 Through floods and Barnes, if Jesns lead 443 Through hidden dangers 256 Through nature's works 9 Through the shining hours of day 263 Through the throng, his gentle ear 510 Through the wide circuit ol the earth 155 Through this calm, this holy dawning 148 Thunder, and ha, I, and fires" 232 "Thus arm'd, 1 venture on the fight 444 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine 513 Thus children, weary of their (day... 156 Thus, far and near, where'er we send 38 Thus heav'nly joys attract my eyes... 324 Thus kind, thus dear 130 Thus low the Lord of life was brought 66 Thus mell us down, thus make us bend 213 Thus shall the God, our Saviour, come 41 Thus sweet the dawn of heav'nlj day.. 130 Thus the lion yields me honey 555 Thus were the hosts of death subdued 131 Thus, when the morn in crimson drest 504 Thus, while I feel mj heav'n-born soul 506 Thus -will I sing till nature cease 260 Thus will I sim: till nature fail 268 Thus will the cnurch below 5tis Thus with sacred song* Ol JOJ 277 Thus would my rising soul 4S<) Thy beautj glitters in the pearly dew 93 Thj bio. dand thy merits I sing 514 Thj deeds, O Lord, are wonder 414 Thy favor all in; journej through 352 Thy favor, Lord, is all I want 180 Thy followers in this glorious war 445 Thy glories shine of wondrous size . . . Thy glorious nature is unknown Thj glory o'er creation shines Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart Thy grace this languid heart can raise Thj gracious hand redeem'd the slave Thy gracious presence, O my God Thy hand in autumn richly pours Thy love — a sea without a shore Thy love beheld the black design Thy love can cheei the darksome gloom Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow 'd Thy mercy gilds the path of life Thj mercj sweetens ev'ry soil Thj mercy-seal is open still Thj minist'ring spirits descend Tbj name mj inmost pow'rs adore... Thj name shall dwell upon my tongue Tbj pard'ning lo\e, so free, so sweet.. Thj piercing glance Thy pity, gracious God Thy pity sent thine only Sou Thj pow'r and love Thy | ow'r and wisdom Thj presence beams eternal day 'Jhs presence, Lord, can cheer Thy presence only can bestow Thy providence, his constant guard .. Thy saints are comforted, 1 know.... Thy smile can gild the shades of woe Thy smile can give me tealjoy Thj smile, sunt dawn of endless day Thy sov'reign eye looks calmly down Thy Spirit, O my Father, give Thy terrors, and thine acts of mace .. Thj voice is like the wild seolian harp Thy voice produe'd the seas and spheres Thj wealth the pow'r of thought Thy will be done ! If o'er us shine Thy will be done! Though shrouded o'er Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord Thj works the strongest seraph sings. . Thy worship no interval knows Till, hast'ning from above Till then, I would thy love proclaim.. I Till then— (nor is mj boasting vain).. Till ihou an near, the wounded soul.. Till we reach the wish'd-for vision... Time is winging us away Time was, when quicker notes Times of sickness, times of health Times the tempter's pow'r to prove .. Tinn'.- visions are but treachery Tir'd roe, who the hunter dost flee ... 'lis a delightful clearness now 'lis best— 'tis infinitely best Tis lint in part 1 know thy will 'lis distance lessens ev'rj star Tis done at last — with ev'rj JOJ 1 part 'Tis done .' they cried ' 1 is God's all-animating voice 'lis guilt alone provokes the tiown... 'Tis he, the Potentate supreme 'Tis He who opens the eastern gates.. 'Tis he, whose justice might demand., 'lis here my faith resolves to dwell .. TiS here we learn the blessed skill... 'lis here, when er my comforts droop Tisjoj enough, mj All in All 'Tis just, 'tis right— thus he ordains . . \6 4 227 316 390 130, 543 469 615 590 359 211 581 173 168 507 166 259 128 15 505 24 93 683 70 170 400 243 34U 221 221 356 595 529 17 692 15 133 225 225 243 12 507 86 80 299 136 192 636 408 381 381 645 50 324 150 590 437 601 630 500 630 167 278 227 332 356 INDEX. First Lines of f'erses. 'Tis like the dew that fills 570 'Tis love that paints the purple morn 18 Tis love unites what sin divides 369 'Tis mercy— mercy we implore 213 'Tis not that reurm'ring thoughts arise 357 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give 533 'Tis sin, alas! with dreadful pow'r... 385 'Tis sin, alas ! with tyrant pow'r 73 'Tis there the weary are at rest 459 'Tis thine, Lord, by a word 407 'Tis thine, the passions to recall 94 'Tis this which cheers 506 'Tis thy presence, Jestis, thine 431 'Tis true, we are but strangers 453 'Tis when the magic veil's remov'd .. 161 To all thine other favors, add ...... . 113 To hear the Borrows thou hast felt. . . . 3SS To chase the shades of death away. .. 94 To die in hope, is to receive 610 To each the soul of each how dear 565 To dwell with God, to feel his love... 330 To Europe's farthest bound'ry 193 To ever-fragrant meads 89 To gentle offices of love 363 To Jesus may we fly 641 To heav'n, the place of his abode .... 71 To him I owe my life, my breath 71 To him let rapture wing thee 682 To him protection shall be shown 363 To him the warblers on the spray 38 To him their pray'rs and cries 276 To him, ye graceful cedars, bow 231 To nobler bliss my soul aspires 220 To nobler realms my ardent hopes 290 Too oft, alas ! my passions rove 309 To perfect bliss my soul aspires 289 Too plain, alas! the languor shows... 322 To see the law by Christ fultill'd 344 To slaves oppress'd with cruel chains 130 To suffer in the traitor's place 60 To tents of woe, to beds of pain 581 To that my rising soul aspire- 586 To thee I tell each rising grief 16S To thee, 'midst all the glories 93 To thee my trembling spirit flies 90 To thee shall annual incense rise 408 To thee the widow's cheei fol song 532 To thee we pay onr grateful songs 595 To things unseen by mortal e\ es 452 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come . . 10 To this temple I once could resort ... 539 To-day, on the mount 521 Together they frequent the place 565 To-morrow will be time enough 526 Transgressors, sunk in fatal sleep 332 Transparent now, and ail serene 175 Transporting hope! shine on my . ol 376 Transporting news! Celestial Guest. . 371 Trembling, I fell! 1 kiss'd his wounds 4ls Tremendous judgments from thy hand 593 Triumphant, smiles the victoi's brow. . 616 True, indeed, the stain of sin 37 True, you are young -181 Truly blessed is this station 426 Trust me, I draw the likeness true . . . 372 Trusting self, a broken reed 361 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs... 132 Turning to my rest again 30] *Twas Jesus, Prince of life 611 Z 2 Unchanging Sun ! tin beams display. . Unerring wisdom guides his hand.... United hymns of pniy'r and praise. . . Unnumbered comforts 10 my soul Unsatisfied and tir'd, at last V Vain efforts these, no mortal pow'.s.. Vain his ambition, noise, and show .. Vain were her fairest beam- displayed i Vain world, begone, with all thy toys j Vain world ! farewell to yon ; Vainly we offer each ample oblation. . \ Vales and mountains, burst in song .. ; Vernal music, softly sounding j Victorious love ! thy wondrous pow'r Victorious love! what tongue can tell View the broad sea's majestic plains.. Vile unbelief, begone W Waft — waft, ye winds, his story Wait then, my soul, submissive wait. . Wake, all ye mounting tribes, and sing I Warm, enthusiastic fires j Watchman ! tell us of the night Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines.. I We catch the fire, — these icy breads. . | We have a fairer home on high I We hear thy voice when thunders roll I We know not what is right We know when moons -hall wane... 1 We may wish for purer skies We may wish for souls as chaste I We praise thee ; We pray that you may early prove .. We see thy hand — it leads us "We share our mutual woes | Weak cottage where our souls reside I Weak is the effort of my heart I Wealth and pomp and pow'r are idols ' Weep not o'er these ey es that languish i Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge i Well, let the na'ions start and fly Well might the skies with wonder view We'll look on all the toys below Were all the worlds of light Were half the bre:ith thus vainly spent i Were 1 doom'd to tread a weary course V. ere I to mount the flying wind Were the woods and hills and streams I Were you not children once I — Renew ; Were you once at awful distance .... ' What can this world bestow ! What! cannot all the melting charms What death-like lethargy detains What disappointments cover What golden visions then will fill V\ hat hath God wrought V\ hat if beams of op'ning day What, if we wear the richest vest. . . . I What is a birth-day now ? — a sound.. I What is man, that he should share... 1 What is the world, with all its store. . ' What less than thine almighty word.. What object, Lord What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd.. ; W hat pleasure appear'd in the looks. . i What shall I do i was then the word, . j What shall we render, bounteous Lord 322 545 524 253 156 3S7 637 70 310 325 53 233 503 601 262 244 407 191 31 231 432 196 232 340 578 21 47 706 37 37 122 481 209 566 552 8D 315 143 330 41 262 343 293 204 673 181 37 588 192 158 387 ses 650 146 2i5 511 343 480 242 354 97 433 229 539 344 5* 1 INDEX. First Lines of Verses, What! shall we run to gain the crown 609 What spicy odors, blended 57 1 What thanks I owe thee .. 27 1 What though a thousand foes invade. . 415 What though, amid life's lovely bloom 172 What tho' his dearest friends have died 485 What tho' his tott'ring limbs be weak 485 What, though in solemn silence all . . 2 What though our mortal comforts fade 427 What, though Satan's 4I9 What tho' the arm of conqu'ring death 632 What tho' the floods lift up their voice 247 What, though the spicy breezes l'Jl What tho' the tempest o'er me rise.. 559 What, though yet no losses grieve you 479 Whale'er a blooming world contains.. 231 Wbate'er the restless mind of man... 150 "H hate'er thy providence denies 364 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains 304 When ail created streams are dried .. 318 When all the pow'rs of hell combin'd 69 j When angry nations rush to arms.... 595 When anxious cares would break 257 I When, by the dreadful tempest, borne 173 When day, with parting beam, delays 35 I W hen death o'er nature shall prevail 257 When death's awful image was nigh.. 556 When each can feel his brother sigh.. 567 When earthly joys have left the breast 125 When ev'ry joy young bosoms prize., 161 When ev'ry loug-lov'd scene of life .. 607 W hen faith is firm aud conscience clear 613 When, free from envy 567 When from her orb the moon 6 When gladness wings my favor'd hour 211 When gloomy care and keen distress 25S When guilt and terror, pain and grief 98 When he, in robes divinely bright 368 When hope to those bright courts 624 When I behold thine awful hand 50 When I pray, he hears my pray'r 183 When I tread the verge of Jordan 442 When I turn my eyes within 339 When in his earthly courts we view.. 186 When in the shades of gloomy night.. 612 W hen in the sultry glebe I faint 28 When joy no longer soothes or cheers I69 When joy should dawn 544 W hen laden with the weight of years 607 W hen life's frail vessel drinks 692 When lo! in that moment of fear 282 When, lost in thought, a friend I view 690 When love, in one delightful stream. . 567 When mercy joins with majesty 12 When morning's cheerful rays 505 When morn's first beam from slumbers 682 W'hen, mounted on thy clouded car.. 546 When my heart throbb'd with anguish 556 W4ien nature faints ;— around my bed 306 When night, with wings of starry gloom 35 When not ev'n friendship's gentle aid 409 When, one by one, those ties are torn 613 When shall I reach that happy place. . 663 When shall I thy beauties trace 462 W hen shall that long-expected day. . . 488 When 6hall the gospel's healing ray.. 594 V- linn shall we see the Great Unknown 12 When sinners break the Father's laws 134 When six days of labor 649 W hen iluep, (death's image). 497 When summer ev'ning's golden hues 149 When, sunk in guilt 581 When that illustrious day shall rise .. 445 When that happy era begins 46l When the ills 1 foreboded were come 556 Winn tin; last dread day appears 40 When the most helpless sous of grief 583 When the silence of night 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand 216 When vexing thoughts within me rise 76 When we appear in yonder cloud.. . . 269 When we are call'd to part 566 When we gain the heav'nly regions.. 451 When we obtain some valued prize .. 613 When, with the closing day, 1 rest... 315 When youthfnl spring around us 35 Whene'er becalm'd Hie 438 Whene'er the tempting foe alarms. . . . 440 Whene'er they preach 198 Where can the mourner go 405 Where death in darkness reigns 608 Where is the blessedness I knew 229 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be 457 Where Jesii-, the Sun of the place.... 539 Where pointed brambles grew 202 Where the bleak mountains stood.... 202 Where the (aim spirit sinks to ease.. 665 "W here the pure, azure heav'ns 665 Where thunders roll before him 682 Where we, in high, seraphic strains.. 530 Where we shall breathe 530 Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes.. 306 Where'er 1 turn 93 Where'er thou wilt, observe him .... 682 Where'er we tread, beneath our feet. . 473 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes... 243 Whether morning's splendors steep . . 39 W hile friendship weeps 577 While golden harps and angel-tongues 5 W T hile here, like Gilead's drops of balm 629 , While hope revives 168 ^ hile hov'ring o'er the happy place. . 278 While 1 am held in his embrace 341 I While I feel thy love to me 184 While majesty's effulgent blaze 186 While numbers spent the night 497 While of his absence I complain 341 While our silent steps are straying... 635 While pensive thought 476 While place we seek, or place we shun 182 Wjiile pity prompts the rising sigh... 627 W hile sweet reflection thro' my days 249 While the empress of the night 510 While the heralds of salvation 195 W bile the stars unnomberM roll 510 While the wounds of woe are healing 171 While these excite my fear and joy.. 17 While Unbelief withstands thy grace 386 While we, with sacred rapture fn'd .. 234 Whilst, here, our gracious Lord 69 Whither, ah ! w hither shall I go 166 Whither may the soul repair 648 Whither, oh"! whither should 1 fly . . . 27 Whither, then, shall 1 flee 20 Whose breast expands 363 Y\ ho can behold the blu/.iug light 15 Who can resist thy gentle call 209 \\ ho has not felt the restless glow ... 644 Who is the King of Glory, who 67 Who shall fulfil this boundless song .. 131 INDEX. First Lines of Verses. Why droop our hearts 113 Why, my soul, art thou perplex'd 421 Why should I be of death afraid 358 Why should I complain of want 367 Why should I court my Master's foe.. 560 Why should I shrink at thy command 352 Why should man, then 417 Why should the soul a drop bemoan.. 318 Why should we doubt a Father's love 351 Wi;ie as the wheels of nature roll 469 Wide it unveils celestial worlds 121 Will she, there, no fond emotion 651 Will the Almighty deign again 129 Wilt thou despise eternal fate 101 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloi.d 232 Wisdom and mercy guide my way... 352 With all the boasted pomp of war ... 594 With ardent eyes that bright reward 295 With beams of smiling majesty 278 With beams of sweet, "celestial light.. 384 With bread the heart of man to cheer 478 With coldness and contempt I view.. 291 With gratitude my eyes behold 499 With heav'uly life my soul inspire .. 342 With joy, great God, thy works 522 With joy like his shall ev'ry saint 66 With joy the chorus we repeat 52 With life he clothes the spring 670 With mighty force he scatters round 538 With my substance will I honor 195 With no reproaching voice within ... 508 With rapture shall I then survey 50 With steady course thy shining sun . . 382 With thee are my times 8 With thy heav'nly presence blest .... 511 With trembling faith 536 Withdrawn awhile, he'll yet return .. 413 Without thee, the world possessing .. 214 Worthy for ever is the Lamb 268 Would not my ardent spirit vie 305 Wrapt in the gloom of dark despair.. 87 Wrapt in the silence of the night 52 Y Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound .. 231 Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes... 481 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race 188 Ye curling fountains, as you roll 234 Ye dreadful caverns of the deep 237 | Ye fair, by nature form'd to move ... 231 Ye fair, enchanting throug 2S7 le fearful saints, fresh courage take. . 49 Ye fields of light, celestial plains . . 2Sl Ye flocks, that tread the humble vale 23l Ye gay varieties of earth, adieu I.jO Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 188 Ye hungry poor, who long have etray'd 109 Ye mortals, catch the sound 64 Ye mortals, mark its pace 643 Ye mountains and vallies 464 Ye nations, bend — in rev'rence bend 19 "V e palaces, sceptres, and crowns 430 Ye pleasing scenes, adieu 608 Ye saints below, ye hosts of heav'n . . 536 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they 261 Ye saints, with joy the theme pursue 9 Ye sinners, come, 'tis Mercy's voice 104 Ye sinners, seek his grace 657 Ye slumb'ring saints, a heav'nly host 659 Ye stars, return the honors paid 232 Ye stars, that pave the shining way.. 465 Ye teasing vanities, depart 309 Ye tempting sweets, forbear 287 Ye treach'rous inmates, hence depart 73 Ye wheels of nature, speed \ our course 454 Ye who are of death afraid 65 Ye whom the charms of grandeur. . . . 231 Ye winds and racing seas 235 Ye wonderful orbs, that astonish 464 Ye zephyrs, let the heav'nly lay 237 Yearly, in our course, returning 479 Yes — all are broken cisterns, Lord... 174 Yes, by the kindest, tend'rest names 365 Yes, dearest Lord, to dwell with thee 456 Yes, for beyond these lower skies. . . . 373 Yes ! happier, who, from earthly woes 115 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord .... 249 Yes! in the mid-day's fervid beams.. 487 Yes! Jesus rose, — and while the wreck 115 Yes, let it go! — one look from thee.. 360 Yes, Lord, I own thy sov'reign hand 545 Yes, — noiv, life's fairest scenes . .' 153 Yes, the blest Comforter is nigh 97 Yes, — thou art precious to my soul... 3l6 Yet an ark is on the tide 702 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee 168 Yet here display the wonders 527 Yet hope may charm our grief away 577 Yet I mourn my stubborn will 339 Yet, if thy gracious will ordain 358 Yet is his house and heart so large ... 109 Yet know, nor of the terms complain 74 Yet leaves again will clothe the trees 144 Yet, 'midst their joys, they paus'd. . . 129 Yet nature may have leave to speak. . 540 Yet nobler favors claim his praise ... 243 Yet not thu* lifeless, in the r^rave 600 Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear... 248 Yet Sov'reign Mercy calls, Retukn 128 Yet this fair world 238 Yet, tho' my soul in darkness mourns 406 Yet, when the silent ev'uing sighs. . . . 690 Yet, when the voice which rules 321 Yet, while, thro' each deceitful dream 159 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care 252 Yet will there dawn, at last, a day... 532 ^ et, with these prospects full in sight 457 Yon chamber 614 ^ on shining orbs forget their course. . 411 on starry plains 324 Yonder rise the lofty mountains 503 \ou have seen a friend— a brother... 171 ^ ou, whose capacious pow'rs survey. . 14 l outh an:! the op'ning rose 706 Youths, oe length of days presuming.. 479 INDEX Scripture Passages. Ch. Vcr. No. GENESIS. 1..31 37 2.. 3 522.524 2.. 3. 525.527 2.. 3 532 2. .18 138 5.. 24 229 9.. 13— 17 120 18. .19 143 24.. 56 443 24.. 63 270 28.. 15 366 49.. 33 618 EXODUS. 12.. 29, 30 671 14. .13 451 15.. 1—21 246 15. .11 4. 11 16.. 23 526 17.. 6 672 20.. 8— 11... 522. 524 20.. 8— 11... 525. 527 20.. 11 532 20.. 24 278 34.. 6. 9,10 672 LEVITICUS. 20.. 24. 25.. 9.. ..663 . . 192 NUMBERS. 6.. 26 405 21.. 8, 9 82. 83 21. .8,9 84 23.. 10 606.633 23.. 23 245.590 DEUTERONOMY. 7..0 ft s .2 251 8 .2, 3 45 '!! .16 611 02. 33. 3 \ .49,50 615 .27.29 25 .5 615 JOSHUA. .2.5 6J2 Ch. Ver. No. Ch. 1..5 366 9. 1..9 113 9. KITH. 1..16, 17 298 I SAMUEL. is.. .18.. ,12.. 32., 23 . 353.354 355.545 253 607 §73 427 II SAMUEL. 7. .22 4. 11 12.. 22 407 I KINGS. 3.. 7— 9... 8.. 27 8.. 27— 29. 8.-38 9. .3 19.. 4 II KINGS. 4.. 26 370.544 4.. 26 546.623 19.. 35 675 I CHRONICLES. 23.. 30 486 29.. II 29.. 11, 12 11 - •• 434 II CHRONICLES. I.. 7— 10 484 6. .18.... 6.. 18- 20 7. .15,16. 32.. 21 675 NEHEMIAH. 9.. 5 260 Ver. .6.... ,33... ESTHER. ,13 JOB ,21 .21... .20—2 .9 .9 .11... .3,4.. .6 .16... .16... .10... .10... .19... .25,28 .1 ,7.. ,7—! .26—28 .1,2.. .2 ,2 ,10... ,22... .12... .15... .21... .3—6. ,2,3.. .2—4, ,13... ,15.., ,26... ,3,4.. ,17... .5.... .19.. .'20.. .22.. 23.. 2... 150.354 . ... 355 . . . .402 .14. 15 .... 16 153 540.541 636.746 356.357 402.777 .14. 15 .... 16 .... 19 636.746 402 .... 16 .14. 15 ....153 ....626 160.732 788 599 606 ....Nil 5.614 .102 .399 .403 .229 .581 .156 ..161 .206 .393 . 19 .200 .614 . 12 i. 15 . 16 . 47 .749 . 47 Ps. Ver. No. PSALMS. 3.. 5 489.490 3.. 5 491.492 3.. 5 493.496 3.. 5 497.498 3. .5 499 4..1 680 4.. 6 155.220 4. .6 221.223 4.. 6 761 4. .6,7 157.179 4.. 8 504.505 4.. 8 508.509 4. .8 510.511 4.. 8 512 5.. 3 489.490 5.. 3 491.492 5.. 3 493.404 5.. 3 495.496 5.. 3 497.498 5.. 3 499.502 6.. 6 540.541 8..1 36 8.. 3. . 515 8.. 3, 4 687 8.. 4 242 ;>..!! 167.168 9. .9 169 14. .1 1.6S2.683 16.. 2, 3 581.584 16.. 2, 3 585 16.. 5 353.354 16. .11 159.179 16. .11 180.181 16. .11 312 17. .15 280 18.. 4 396 IS.. 7— 15 12 IS.. 13— 15... 40. 41 19..1 687 19..'— 6 1. 2 19.. 1—6 3. 33 19.. I— 6.... 682. 683 19.. 4— 6 501 19. .7—10 98. 1C0 23 23. 29 23 89. 90 23.. 4 60* INDEX. Scripture Pcssayes. Ps. Ver. No. 24.. 7— 10 67 25.. 11. 18 212 26.. S ,..278 27..?— 3 27.. i .278 27.. 5 428 27.. 8 168.767 27. .10 199 27..!4..,...4:5.42S 28.. 9 594 29. .3 4 30.. 5 179.180 30. .5 181.312 30. .5. 417 30. .7 151 31.. 15 358.381 31. .15 ,.-52 31.. 16 217 32.. 5— 7 348 32.. 7 27 33. .5 9. 3? 33.. 12 589 33.. 21 784 34.. 1 487 34.. 7. 17.19 27 34.. 11 4S1.482 34.. IS 349 35.. 3 219.220 35.. 3 221.754 36.. 9 178 37 676 37.. 4 318 37.. 18 429 37..37 616.617 37. .37 618.621 37.. 39, 40 167 38.. 18 346.347 39 637 39.. 12 434.741 40.. 8 308 41.. 3 553 42.. 2 280.462 42.. 4 539 42.. 5.8. 11 421 42.. 5. 11.... 419. 420 42.. 7 396 42.. 8 413.785 42.. 11 82 43. .3 99.136 43.. 3 200 43.. 5 419.420 43.. 5 421 45. .10, 11. 2 108 46. .1 167 46.. 1—5 26 46. .7 183 46.. 9 595.596 46.. 10.. 546.630 47.. 4 351 48.. 1—3 26 50. .15 168 51.. 10— 12. .95. 96 51. .17 349 52.. 9 257.258 52.. 9 259 53. .1 1 55.. 6 753 55.. 14 565 55.. 17 487 Ps. Ver. No. ffi .4 154 .v.). .16..... .422.423 59. .16 .424.489 .!('. .16 .490.491 59. .16 .492.493 .16 59. .16 .497.498 59. .16 .499.502 59. .16..... 503 62. .2.6,7. . 25 62. .11 19 6,1 .1 7.5 63. .179.180 63 .3 .181.312 63 -J-0 B3. . .8 .500.501 65. .9—13.. 478 65. .11 .468.469 m .11 470 66 .7 , 43 67. .1,2 198 69. .1,2.15. 396 69. .1—3... 397 .13—15. 397 69. .17 398 72. 189 72. .8 190 7-2. .19 715 73. .23 409 73. .24 .351.442 73. .25 .150.309 73. .25 .310.311 73. .25 .813.314 73. .25 .315.316 73. .25 .744.756 73. .28 206 74. .16 774 74. .16,17.. ..34. 35 77. .7—19.. 414 77. .18,19.. ..40. 41 77. .19 49 84 .] .276.277 S4 .3 697 84. .10 278 85. .10 ..17.129 m .5 23 88. .IS 629 m .6-9... 39 89. .14 ..17. 31 89. .48 707 90 Q0 .2 .10. .2—4... 13 90. .5,6 626 91. .5,6.11. 507 92. .1,2 4S6 92. .2 31 92. .12 322 93. .1.3,4.. 19 94. .12 .549.550 94. .12 .551.555 98. .7—9... .235.237 102 ..11.... 636 102 ..24—27 7 10-2 ..26,27. 13 103 ..2 .219.254 Ver. No. .2 255.256 .2.3 556 .15,16 626 .15—18 7 .19 43 .1 11 .24 32. 37 .24 38 .24,25 39 .34 554.555 .2 260 .4—8 173 .8. 15... 243. 244 .21, 31.. 243. 244 .23,24 39 .23—31 173 .23—31 247 .23—31 592 .4 49 .5,6 5 .1 556 .12 581 .13 514 .14 427.428 .21 556 .24 523.527 .19 434.741 .25 383.384 .37 440 .65 370 .71 549.550 .551.555 .544.547 .548.549 731 .71.. .75.. .75.. .77.. .81.. .82.. .94 .105.... .111.173 .1 .5,6.... .2 .18 398 403.404 ....752 .... 99 294 408 ....478 375 189 ....144 570.571 565.566 567.572 ....250 197 ....100 436 22 .... 20 243 747 .1—12. .14—18. .23,24., .2 504.505 .2 506.513 .7 398 .8 488 .4 636.638 .15 589 .1,2.... 257. 258 .1,2 259 .3 500 .7—9 9. 10 .9 731 .10 33. 34 .10 35. 38 Ps. Ver. No. 145.. 10 239.390 145. .10 716 146.. 2 257.258 146. .2 259 146 .5 375 147. .5 16 147. 11 595.596 148 231.232 148 233 148.. 1,2 235 148.-1,2.4 234 148.. 7— 9 237 148.. 8 234.235 148.. 11— 13 235 14S..13,14 234 150.. 1,2 238 150. .2 11 150.. 6 ..236 PROVERBS. I.. 20- 23.. 103. 118 3. .13— 18 118 3.. 21— 26 102 4.. 23 345 6.. 23 99 8 103.108 8 118 8. .13 323.393 8. .17... 8. .17... 9.. 1—6. 10.. 28... 11. .7 .481.482 483 103 127 614 14.. 13 162 14.. 32 604 16.. 31 485 18.. 32 154 20.. 1—6 118 23.. 26 304 27.. 1 558.641 28.. 26 361 31. .30 160 ECCLESIASTES. I.. 2 160 I.. 2. 14.... 158. 159 3. .11 36. 37 3. .11 38 6.. 11, 12... 155. 157 6. .11, 12 179 7..1. 480 8.. 8 707 11. .8 161 12.. 1 481.482 12.. 1—7 700 12.. 7 709.778 12.. 8 158.159 CANTICLES. 2.. 11— 13.. 473. 474 2.. 12,13... 475. 476 2.. 12, 13 477 2.. 16 785 3..1 341 5.. 10— 16... 70. 71 8.. 6 307 ISAIAH. 3. .10 6.. 1—3 .370 .240 INDEX. Scriptura Passages. Ch. Ver. No. 0..3 34. 35 6.. 3 36 0.-6,7 i«:> 11.. 6— 9 202 11.. 9 200 12.. 1 422.423 12. .2 367.428 13.. 19— 22 674 21. .11 196 26.. 3 364 26.. 3, 4 305 29.. 8 677 30. .18 17 32.. 2 85 32.. 15— 17 199 33.. 2 493.497 33.. 2 498.499 33.. 17 70.662 33.. 17 663.698 33. .17 703 35.. 1,2 202 35.. 4 733 35.. 9, 10 436 Ch. Ver. 66.. 2... No. ..349 JEREMIAH. 2. .13 174 3.. 12. 22 128 3.. 22. 12. 14 112 8. .20 8.. 22 8.. 22 8.. 22 10.. 12 13. .16 17.. 13 23.. 23, 24.. 23.. 23,24.. 27.. 13 30.. 10 31.. 15— 17. 33. .11 46. .27 Ch. Ver. No. 3. .17, 18. ..179. 248 HAGGAI. .733 .275 37. .36 675 40. .6— 8.... 626. 639 41. .10 366 41. .10 367 41. .10.13.14 733 41. .10.14 113 41. .18—20 202 43. .1.5 733 44. .2.8 733 44 .3 199 44. .5 298 395 ..82. 83 ,.84.105 743 32 643 174 ..20. 22 183 101 733 679 250 733 50.. 5 2S6.298 LAMENTATIONS ..398 ..281 3.496 ..396 ..733 EZEKIEL. ZECHARIAH. 9. .9,10. 13. A 13. .9.... 189.190 .111.123 .302.303 MALACHI. .275 . 03 MATTHEW. 3. .2 3. .13.... 3. .23 3.. 54.... 3. .57 44.. 5 302.303 44.. 6 6 44.. 23 134 45.. 8 199 46.. 10 44 49.. 15, 16 8 50.. 10 365.400 50.. 10 406.416 51. .12 169 53.. 3— 12 535 54.. 4 733 54.. 7— 10 411 54.. 9, 10 120 54. .10 8 55. .1 104 55.. 1 109.110 55.. 2 179 55. .10,11 124 55.. 11— 13 199 55. .13 202 57. .15 6.349 58.. 13 523.524 58.. 13 525.527 58. .13 531.532 58.. 14 318 59.. 12 347 60.. 1—5 200 60.. 19,20 465 60.. 20 563 61.. 1,2 55 63.. 1—5 678 63.. 9 24 64.. 6 479 65.. 17 202 66.. 1,2 44 1..28 11. .19.... 18. .31.... 33.. 11.... 36.. 26 36.. 26, 27. 47.. 1—12. 120 387.388 ....101 ....101 387.388 94 ....137 DANIEL. 4.. 24, 25. 4.. 32. 34. 4. .35 6. .27 •42. 44 •42. 44 •42. 44 .... 27 9. .9 23 HOSEA. 10.. 2 389 14.. 1.4 112.128 14. .5 322 JOEL. .... 80 .... 53 .51. 54 . ... 92 I. .21.... 2.. 1,2. . 2. .1—11. 2.. 2. 9, 10 6.. 6 271.272 6.. 10 225 6.. 24 345 6.. 25 48 6.. 25— 34 46 6. .33 6.. 34 6. .34 7. .11 7.. 13,14.. 7.. 24— 27. 8. .17 8. .25 9. .35 433 .48.642 760 285 297 317 535 215 56 .59;' I. .14,15. JONAH. 2.. 3 396 3.. 9 407 MICAH. 2. .10 6-14 7.. 9 49 7.. 18 23 7..18,1'J 128 NAHUM. I..2— C 12 I. .7 10.167 HABAKKUK. 10.. 8 192.193 10. .8 195 10.. 29— 31 46 10. .31 733 10. .32, 33 300 10.. 37 145 11. .5 378 11. .28 105.106 11. .28 107 11.. 28, 29 86 13. .31— 33 190 13. .46 81 14.. 23 271.272 14.. 24— 32... 58. 439 14.-30,31 56 15.. 19, 20 386 15.. 30 56 16.. 26 745 17.. 2 70 18.. 20 275.561 19.. 14 625 19.. 21 2S7.290 19.. 21 320.360 19.. 21— 29 321 19.. 26 749 19.. 27 293 20. .31 205 21.. 5 186 21.. 13 20 21.. 22 204 24.. 12 152 25. .1—18 598 Ch. Ver. No. 25.. 35 — 40.. 584. 585 26.. 26— 28.. 534. 536 26. ,26— 28 537 26. ."36— 46 59 20.. 42 225 27.. 35— 50... 60. 61 27.. 45 401 27..4<5.50 758 27. .59,60 62 28. .1—7 64. 65 28.. 5— 7 66 28.. 19 192 MARK. 6.. 48— 51... 58. 439 7.. 21— 23 386 7.. 22 393 8. .36, 37 745 8. .38 299 10.. 14 625 10. .16 140 10.. 21 287.290 10.. 21 320.360 10.. 21— 30 321 10.. 27 749 10.. 28 293 10. .47 214 11.. 17 207 14.. 22— 21.. 534. 536 14.. 22— 24 537 14.. 32— 42 59 14. .36 749 15.. 25- 3S... 60. 61 15. .33 401 15.. 34. 37 758 15.. 46 62 16. .15 192 ■1 . . 11 . . . . 3.. 3— 6.. .200 LUKE. I..31 80 I.. 32, 33 189 I. .78,79. ...91. 92 I. .79 441 2.. 7— 14.... 51. 52 2. .7— 16 54 2. .11 87 2. .14 134 2.. 21 80 4.-18,19 55 5.. 11 293 6.. 20 379.560 6. .48, 49 317 8. .24 215 9.. 26 299 10.. 30— 37.. 363. 583 10.. 42 296 11.. 2 225 11. .13 285 12.. 6, 7 46 12.. 7 733 12. .8. 9 300 12.. 22— 31 46 12.. 31 433 12.. 33 290.586 13.. 6-9 252 13.. 19— 21 190 13.. 24 297 25. .31—34 658 14. .16— 23. .109.110 12 J 25.-34. '28 1 14. .26.... .113 INDEX. Scripture Passages. Ch. Ver. No. 14.. 33 360 16. .13 345 16. .2-2 11!' 17. .5 319 18. .13 213 18.. 16 625 18.. 22 287.290 18.. 22 18.. 22— 30. 18. .28 19. .46 22.. 19 22.. 19,20.. 22.. 19,20.. 22.. 39 — 16. 22. .42 23. .27 23. .33 — 16. 23. .46 23. .53 24. .26 24.. 47 Ch. Ver. •20.. 19.26.. 21.. 15— 17. 21.. 15— 17. No. ....275 305.306 338.339 ACTS. ,18. 320 321 293 207 .267.533 .534.530 537 59 225 63 ..60. 61 758 62 63 192 JOHN. I. .17 129.136 I. .49 186 3. .5 3. .14,15.... 82 3. .14,15 3. .16 4.. 14 4.. 23,24 5. .2— 9 5.. 39 98 6. .18— 21... 5S. 439 6. .57... I. 4. 5. .31 5.. 41.... 7.. 2 7.. 55. 56. 9. .11. 10.. 9. . 10.. 36. 13.. 23. 13. 14. 15. 16. ir. 20. 21. 23. 24. 67 ,..87 , . .299 ... 4 Ch. Ver. 10. .16,17.. 11.. 23— 26. 11.. 23— 26. 11.. 24,25.. 12.. 9 13 13.. 6 13. .8. 13... 13.. 9— 12. . 13.. 12 ...466,14..!. ...203.209 ...271.272 l^S , 87 .38,39 116 .17 469.470 .9 121 • 9 191 •27 21 .25. 38 577 .14 225.352 .1 373 .16 373 1.-) 15 15 15 15. .55 15.. 56 1.5.. 57 19.... 19.... 19,20. 33.... No. 537 534.536 537 267.533 122 ,337.582 332 750 50 652 337 .125.126 127 115 701 708 601 .612.619 Ch. Ver. 5. .2... 5. .15.. 6 ROMANS. L.16.. I.. 20.. I.. 20.. 2.. 7. .. 134 1. 2. 3 .682.683 648 6.. 68. 7. .37. 8.. 12. 8.. 32. 9.. 4.. 10. .10. 10. .11. 10. .11. 114 .165.166 104 ....89. 130 380 634 226 643 50 ...566.567 72. 88 738 14. .10,17.. .95. DO 14.-16,17 97 ..24,2.5 130 ..25,26 129 • 1—5 117 ..8-11 134 ..20,21 734 ..6 344 ..21— 25.. 446. 447 ..24 281.391 ..10 538 ..14—16 369 14.. 17 14.. 18 14.. 19 15.. 18, 19. . 16.. 2C 16. .33... . 17.. 4 17.. 24 18.. 1,2.... 19.. IS— 30. 19..2S.30. . 19. .30 19. .34 19.. 40— 42. 20.. 13 371 8. .15.... 8.. 22.... 8.. 26 8. .31.... 10.. 4 11.. 32, 33. 11.. 34— 36 11.. 36.... 12.. 2 12.. 12.... 12.. 15.... 13.. 11.... 13.-11,12, 14. .9 14. .17.... ,.222 15.. 4. ....114 311 419.420 ....377 132 ,456.667 59 15.. 4 15.. 13.... 16. .25,26. 218 680 209 .427.428 132 31 30 177 343 127 ,.302.363 454 598 63 164 ,.125.126 092 ..376.757 115 I COR. ....132 107 HI] « .410.743 No. 569 343 10—17 444 S..12 445 E3..18 203 PHILIPPIANS. I I I I I 21 21 .21 .22—24. .23 .373 3 II COR. I.. 3, 4 I. .10 I.. 12 3-- 14— 16.... 4.-6 4. 4- 4. 4 4 4 4 4 5 5 5 5.. 8 457.461 5.. 8 462.467 5.. 17 283.284 5.. 17 292 5.. 20 279 .17.... .17,18. .18.... .18.... .18.... .18.... .18.... .18.... .1-6., .4 .7 .748 93 .450.640 650 .324.325 ,.326.327 ,.328.329 ..330.331 ..452.453 ..646.647 55-2 458 319 184.333 357.609 610.015 ....457 401.462 I. .23 602 I. .27 343 2..1 336 2.. 8,9 131 2. .10,11. ..187. 188 3..1 425.784 3. .3 426.430 3.. 3 431 3. .7, 8 311 12—14 437 17—20 343 4.. 4 425.784 4.-6 211.781 4.. 6, 7 204 4. .7 377 COLOSSIANS. .660.661 665 130 131 6. 6. .2 766 334 .6 fi .7 444 B. .16.... 371 !',. .18.... .21S 364 8. 8. .5 .298 302 .303 .5 12. .7 . 45 GALATIANS. 2. .18.... .116 2. .20.... .333 3. .28.... .568 4 - .6 . .218 .369 4 .19.... .724 4 .31.... .344 5 .22 .122 5 .22,23. ...95 . 96 2.. 2 301 3. .16 97.371 3.. 22 009.615 5.. 8 374 6.. 19 97.371 7. .31 163 9.. 24, 25 437) ..14 133.291 ..14 301 EPHESIAXS. I .7 I. .22 2.-5.8.... 2.-8 4. .1.17... 4. .15 130 75 135 122 343 322 12. 12. 14. 20 2 569 9 779 10 75 14,15 131 1,2 324.325 1,2 326.327 1,2 328.329 3.. 1,2 330.331 3.. 1,2 391.392 3.. 4 72 ITHESS. 3.. 2, 3 544 4. .13,14. ..603. 711 4.. 16 657.712 4. .10,17. ..653. 658 5.. 6 59S 5.. 8 370.144 5. .10 425 II THESS. I.. 7— 10 712 2.. 8 201 2.. 16 376 2.. 16, 17. .. .169 I TIMOTHY. 2.-1,2 591 2.-5 79 2.-9 343 :>..10 68. 69 4. .8 117.77.5 6.-6 117.775 6. .11 337 6.. 12 444.445 6. .15 1S7 INDEX. Script-are Passages. Ch. Ver. No. 6. .17 177 II TIMOTHY. 10.. ....115 135 603 602.755 216 267.533 .481 . 98 I. .10.... I. .12.... I..18.... 2.. 8 3..15.... 3.. 15— 17 TITUS. I.. 2 125.126 I.. 2 692 3. .5 94.135 HEBREWS. I.. 12 78 I. .14 119 2. .10 134 2. .14,15 131 4.. 9 455.528 4.. 9 529.530 4. .9 666.771 4.. 15 76. 77 6.. 18 85 7.. 25 79 9.. 26— 28 132 9.. 28 68 10.. 10. 12, 14.... 132 10.. 12, 13 63 11. .1 121 11. .8—10. ..434.435 11.. 13— 16.. 434. 435 11.. 24— 26 295 Ch. Ver. No. 11. .36 561 12.. 1 437 12.. 2... 122 12.. 5— 7.. 359 12.. 5— 8 44S 12.. 6 548. WJ 12. .11 172 12.. 18— 24 110 13. .5 366 13. .6 26 13.. 8 78 13. .13 300 13.. 14 434.435 JAMES. I.. 17.. I. .27.. 2.. 5... 4..1... 4. .7... 4. .8... 4.. 13— 4. .14.. 4. .14.. 5. .11.. 5. .13.. ..177 ..350 379.560 386 112 206 641 626.638 .639 . 24 .543 I PETER. I. .3 115 I.. 8 340.426 I.. 8 430.431 I.. 8 432 I. .8, 9 121 I. .11 63 I.. 24 163.626 2. .7 81.309 Ch. Ver. No. 2. .7 310.314 2. .7 315.316 3.. 8 566.567 3.. 8 503 3. .16 373 5..!/ 412 II PETER. I. .19 3.. 10— 12. 3.. 10— 12. 3. .18 I JOHN. I. .3 I. .7 2..1 2.. 15 2. .15 2. .17 3.. 1,2.... 4. .8.16... 4. .8.16... 4.. 8— 10.1 4. .14 4. .17, 18.. 4. .18 5.. 4 , 99 655.656 ...712 ...322 JUDE — 21. 372 123 764 288.289 .292 . 1 ii3 .368 672.763 ...783 ... 18 ... 87 ...336 ...335 ...121 .210 REVELATIONS. I. .5 123 I.. 5, 6 258.719 I.. 7 654.053 | Ch. Ver. No. I. .7 712 I. .10 521 I.. 16 70. 93 2.. 4,5 152 2. .7 664.739 2.. 10 449 3.. 12 455 3.. 20 73. 74 3. .21 449 4. .3 120 4.. 6— 8 240 5. .11 — 1" 269 5. .12,13 718 7.. 14 123 7. .15— 17 669 11. .17 6 14.. 8 201 14.. 13 609.620 15. .3 660 16. .5 6 16. .19 201 17. .14 187 18.. 2— 23 201 19. .1—3 201 19. .16 187 21. .3,4 635 21.. 4 669.713 21. .6 104.111 21. .7 451 21.. 16— 21 669 21.. 23 463.465 21.. 23. 25 635 22. .1,2 137 22.. 3 660 22.. 5 463.465 22. .16 91 22.. 20 659 INDEX. Subjects. ABBA, FATHER 218 I Abounding grace 734 ] Absence from God 400 from the body 467 Acquaintance with God the blessedness of mortals 102 Address of a dying child to its mother. .148 to a parent, on the death of a child 149 to an infant 139 to youth 481—483 Adieu, the missionaries' 194 j to a departed believer 622 j to the world — See Renunciation. to the world, in the prospect of ' eternity 463 - 465 , Admiration of the Divine goodness to man 242 i of the Saviour 262 Adoption 218. 36S. 369 testimony of divine adoption 369 testimony of divine adoption de- sired 218.3.39 Adoration of God 683 Advent of Jesus Christ 51 — 54 exaltation, and second appearing of Jesus Christ 68 Advocate, # Jesns Christ our 79.764 Affections', cold 3S5 danger of inordinate earthly 145 Affliction 538 — 583 comfort in — See Consolation. faithfulness and love of God in.. 8. 413 547—549 love increased by 550 prayer in.. .396-407. 543. 546. 547. 549 pre-ence of God desired hi 403. 404. 543 sanctified 549.559 sovereignty of God in 355.546.630 submission under 545 — 549 sweet 555 trust in God under 406.407 welcomed for the Saviour 293 vields the fruits of righteousness. . .172 Aa Age, old 706 the aged Christian 485 All is well 370.623 Angels attend the Saviour 69 their ministry 119 their sons 69.670 their song at the Saviour's birth 52 Anticipation of a happy futurity ..640.649 of an eternal home 450.636 of beholding the Saviour's glory ..456 of being with the Saviour 456.457 461 • 462 of endless enjoyment 290.455.650 of eternal glory • 465 of eternal peace 439.451 of heaven 290. 329. 330.433—439 449—467 . 638 . 644—652 . 662 . 663 665—6687.04.713.736.739 of immortality 458. 648 of meeting Christian friends in heaven 144. 148.563. 574. 575 577—580.665.713 of the future state 651 of the morning 417 of the resurrection ^..653 of the Saviour's appearing 659 of to-morrow 417. 649 Antidote of death 316.602 Anxiety, remedies against 46 — 48.336.337 642.760.781 respecting love to the Saviour 339 respecting our state 349 Appeal from poor children ■ 588 to Christians, in behalf of the hea- then 191.192 Appearing before God, here and here- after '280 Approaching glory 466 salvation 454 Ardent praise 6S3 and everlasting praise '. 721 Armour, the Christian 444 Ascension of . T *>«u* Christ 63.67 Asking the way to Sion 2S6 INDEX. Subjects. Aspect of death to the Christian. .602— 694 608—6 12.61 5—6 19.705.708 of death under varied circumstances 613 of immortality to the Christian.. ..648 Aspiring toward heaven 324 — 3:51 Assyrians, their destruction 675 Assurance of heaven desired 42.456 of the divine favor desired.. 180.220 221.312 Atonement 60.61.63.129—134.758 Autumn 479 13 BABYLON THE GREAT, fallen.. ..201 Babylon's doom 674 Backsliders invited to return 112.128 Backsliding 152 lamented 128 Barren fi g-tree 252 Beauty, Jesus Christ the supreme.. 70. 133 of Christian unity 570 transient nature of earthly 732 Beauties of creation — See Works of creation. of creation manifested in our world 86.37 of morning 737 of nature — See Nature. Being and glory of God manifested in the works of creation 1 — 3 perfections, and characters of God 1—31 Believer, a dying one to his soul. .619.708 farewell to a departed believer.. . .622 I Believing accompanied with joy and peace 757 Beloved, Jesus Christ the Christian's best 309 Benevolence 363.581—586 Benignity of God 672 Bereaving dispensations — See Funeral. Bethesda, the pool of 57 Bethlehem, a visit to, in spirit 54 Birds, the flight of the carrier pigeon improved , . .695 the swallow 696 their nestling improved 679 wandering dove 698 Birth-day 180 Birth of Jesus Christ 51—54 Bitterness of death 607 Blessedness, Christian. . .232—285.290.331 370.374.375.377.727 false and true sources of. 155 — 185 false sources of 155 — 163 288—290 in approaching salvation 454 in God 113.157.173.171.177—181 285.318.756.761 in religion 775 in the cross of Christ. JIG in the Saviour 71. 72. 81.87.8!*. 93. 165 166. 3L0. 316.360 in the Sun of righteousness 284 of a good conscience 373 of acquaintance with God 102 of adoption 368.1 69 of being at the divine disposal 381 of being with the Saviour 456.457 461.461—467 of communion with the Saviour . .372 Blessedness of devotional retirement. .271 of faith 1-21 . 122. 319 of heaven ...163.459.662.663.665.669 703.713.753 of immortality 458.648 of obedience 345 of pure religion 350 of redemption 130.132 of sacred truth 1 36 of salvation 135 of the benevolent 363 of the children of God 368.369 of the Saviour's reign 189 Of the scriptures 98—100.174.227 of those who die in the Lord 620 of walking with God 229 See also, Consolation, Encou- ragement, Happiness, Joy, Joys, Pleasure, Pleasures, Pejo icing. Blessing of death to saints 609.610 of God desired 230.680.754 of the Saviour desired 342 Blessings, missionary 193 of creation and providence 243 of providence and grace 249 Blindness 542 Bodies of Christians temples of the Holy Spirit 371 Body, absence from the 46T Bondage deplored 383 release from 767 Book of life 42 of providence 42 Breathing after heavenly things 224 Brevity of life 7.636—639.746 Britain, her grateful return for mission- ary blessings 193 her mercies 589—592 the Britannia safely brought to port 592 Broken cisterns, and the fountain of living water 174 Building upon a rock 317 Burial-ground, meditation in 599 thoughts on a mole-hill in 694 CALL to celebrate the Saviour's birth 51 to missionary labors 191.192 to praise the Saviour .... 1S6.261.723 to rejoice in the Sa\ iour 186 Calvary." 1 16. 132 Care banished 427 cast upon God 318 remedies against 46 — 43.336.337 642.760.781 Carrier-pigeon, her flight improved 695 Gael down, but hoping 419 — 121 Change, the happy 284.767 Charity 363.581—586 Charms of a happy eternity 650 of benevolence 582 of christian friendship 565 of christian love 567 of christian union 570 — 572 of devotion 210.258.374 of divine love 18.334.359 of divine grace 135.767 of early life 700 of earthly friendships transient and unsatisfying 573 INDEX. Subjects. Charms of evening 50S.516.5lr 519.687.flfc of eternal things 647 of faith 121 of family harmony 133. 143. 144 of heaven . . . 324. 331 . 433.458.459.465 466.633.631— 669. 703. 713.733. 786 o f h o me 141 — 143 of hope 125— 1-27. 376. 692 of immortality 643 of love 333.336. 341 . 750 of morning 417.500—503.686.737 of music 403.501.673 of nature— See Nature. of paradise 664. 663. 739. 771 of public worship 276—278 of religion 103. 1 17. 1 18. 164 282. 136.775 of solitude 271 . 273 - of sympathy 362.567 of the christian pilgrimage 436 of the cross 133.335.426.448 of the Divine presence. . .178. 179.181 182.183.221.302.313.615 of the Holy Spirit's influences. .95 — 97 of the latter-day glory 202.742 of the name of Jehovah 427 of the name of Jesus 80 of the pa-t 726 of the past and the future 735 of the sabbath .522.527 of the sabbath evening. . .531.532.769 of the sabbath morning 525 of the Saviour.. 58.70.71. 80.81. 87. 93 108. 184. 186. 267. 284. -292.301.306 309— 311 . 314—316. 334. 341 . 360. 372 430.431.483.495.612.744.779 of the Saviour's presence 222.223 314.315 of the Saviour's smile 185 of the scriptures 98.100.227 of the Sun of righteousness 93 of the world, transitory and un- satisfying . .155— 16l". 163. 174— 176 179- 1S1. 374. 384. 559 573.644.646.647.732 of the world broken. ..56.133. 150.282 283 . 285 . 288—292 . 294 . 295 . 304 324. 325. 374. 452. 453 . 559 of to-day 760 of to-morrow 649 of truth 136 of virtue 693 of wisdom 103.118 Cherubim, their song 240 Chief among ten thousand. . , 71 good 157. 179 . 76 1 Child", dying child's address to its mother 148 address to a parent on the death of 149 death of a child 625 death of a pious child 628 I of sorrow 509 Children, appeal from poor 588 blessed by Jesns Christ 140 ; Childhood 700 Choice, duty the Christian's. .303.337.344 j of Mary 296 , of Moses 295 j the Christian's 294—293.311.344 ! of heaven 660.C68.670 Chorus of nature 33.500.501 of spring 175 of the seasons 33.763 Christ— See Jesns Christ. Christian 231—467 a dying one to his soul 619.708 armour 444 aspect of death to the 602 — 604 603—612.615—619.705.708 aspect of iinmortaiity to the 6^8 blessedness 282—285.290.331.370 374.375.377.727 choice 294-298 . 3 1 1 . 344 complaint — See Lamenting. consistency 343 consolation — See Consolation. course and prospects 433 — 467 course terminates in glory 517 course terminates in joy 640 encouragement — See Encourage- ment. experience 3S2 — 432 fellowship at the Lord's table 537 Mbnds meet in heaven. .. 144.148.563 574.575.577—530.665.713 friendship 565 — 572 God the Christian's all 756 God his ojily happiness 312.313 graces ." 317—367 happiness inreaiizing the Divine scrutiny 429 his determination to know nothing but Christ crucified 301 his adieu to earthly pleasures — See Renunciaiion. his adieu to the world in the pros- pect of eternity 463—465 his best beloved 309 his best portion. ..81. 150. 310. 311. 312 3 IS. 354. 740. 744 his feast 374 his grave 730 his happiness — See Happiness. his life secure in the Saviour 114 his peace 377 bis peaceful death... 616— 619.621.633 his prospect 452 hh solace in a covenant-keeping God 411 his spiritual voyage 438.439 his supreme object of desire. .2-2— 224 313—315.744.751 his times in the hand of God 8. 358 381.752 his triumph over death 612.613 liberty 767 love 565— 572. 750 morality 350.770 not ashamed of Christ 299.31 -.1.415 pilgrimage 286.434r-436.74l pilgrim ise cheered 575 privileges 368—381 profession — See Profession. prospect- — See Anticipation. rare 437 religion — See Religion. resolution — See Resolution. soldier 445 the aged 485 the timid made bold 557 INDEX. Subjects. Christian the young convert, aud Chris- tum profession 281 — 316 unity 568—572 virtue, contrasted with sinful follj 693 warfare 144—44!) warfare, its termination . .439.449.451 ■warrior animated and crowned 449 Christianity superior to the light of nature 72.88.115.117.136 Christians one in Christ Jesus 56S their bodies temples" of the Holy Spirit .".371 Church, a union with one desired -298 a union with one encouraged 286 Churches, glories of the Saviour in 186 God present in 278 presence of Christ intreated in 275 Church-yard, thoughts on a mole-hill in 694 Circumstances and seasons 468 — 506 death under varied circumstances 613 of public and national interest 581 — 596 praise to God under all 248.258 Cisterns, broken, and the fountain of living water 174 City, no continuing one on earth 435 Cleaving to the dust 383.384 Cold affections 385 Collection for missionary objects 195 Comfort, God the God of 169 of love 335. 336 under affliction — See Consolation. Comforts, holy 332 Communion with God. ..271.272.278.780 with God desired 751 with the Saviour 372 Comparison and complaint. 382 of the dew with divine influence.. 689 Of the present and the future. .645— 647 Compassion of Jesus Christ 262 Complaint and hope under great pain 540.541 and prayer in deep distress 398 christian complaint — See Lamentbuj. of the mind 391 Condescension of God 5 of Jesus Christ 73. S7. 131.282 Confession of the Saviour 299.300.445 of unfruitf ulness 395 Confidence 364—367 founded on divine authority 366 in God, in seasons of distress 406.407 in God, in anticipation of death... 755 in the Divine favor 509—51 1 Confinement from public worship 539 Conflict of sin and holiness 446.447 of flesh and spirit, in anticipation of being with the Saviour 457 Conqueror from Erlom and Bozrah 678 Conscience, a good one 373 Consolation in a sympathizing high- priest 76.77 in a throne of grace. . 167. 168. ! in an ever-li\ ing Sa\ iour Ill in an ever-present Saviour 409 in approaching sah ation 454 in being at the Dh ine disposal. .s.;tH in God 113. 167—170.174.312.352 354.356.359.31,1. W7. 111.413—416 421.733.759.785 in looking upward 408 Consolation in past experience ..253.366 367.414 in religion 117.775 in sacred music 408.673 in solitude 273.691 in the io\enaiit-keeping God 411 in the Divine care 173. 781 in the Divine favor 220.221 in the Divine faithfulness and love.. 8 413.547—549.785 in the Divine government 49.544.546 in the Divine presence and good- ness 113.416 in the Divine promise 113. 114. 365.3(H) 370.380.417 in the Divine sovereignty 749.754 in the gospel 115 in the Holy Spirit 95.97 in the knowledge of Jesus Christ.. 301 in the ministry of angels 119 in the name of Jehovah 427 111 the name of Jesus 80 in the prospect of an eternal home 450.636 in the prospect of death 357.600—604 60S— 613.615— 620. 705. 707. 70S in the prospect of endless enjoy- ment 455.650 in the prospect of eternal peace 439.451 in the piospect of futurity 640.649 in the prospect of heaven 329.330.450 153—456 . 459—467 . 63S 640.666.704.713 in the prospect of immortality 648 in the prospect of judgment. .216.653 654.657.658 in the prospect of the grave. . .710.730 in the prospect of the morning 417 in the prospect of to-morrow. .417.649 in the Saviour. .79.80.82— 88.114.165 166.227.311.396.409.419.420.743 in the Saviour's care 380 in the Saviour's death 216.412.418 in the Saviour's grave 62 in the Saviour's presence 409 in the scriptures 98.100.174 in the Star of Bethlehem 92 in the Star of hope 91.5/5 in wailing upon God 415 Of hope. 125.1 26 on the loss of Christian friends 144.148 563. 622— 624.630— 635.665.713 on the loss of ministers 632 prayed for 217.403.404.543 to Christian friends, in parting 574 575—580 to mourners 171.172.563 to pilgrims 329 to prisoners 550 to the blind 542 to the fearful..., 49.62.113.733 to the poor 378.379.560 to the righteous 370 to the sick ....538—541.513.551—555 to the tried 448.550 Contemplation, divine 331 of God 4 Contentment 230.294. 308.337 Contrast of sinful foil) and christian virtue ". 883 INDEX. Subjects. Contrast of the present and the future 645— 647 Contrition — See Penitence. Contrite heart 349 Conversion 282—264.292.767 its necessity 94 Covenant of God unchangeable 120 Created good insufficient to satisfy the soul — See Vanity. Creation — See Works of Creation. Cross, glorying in 133.444 lying at the foot of the 342 rejoicing before the 420 safety in the 116 sweetness or the 33) . :,:. :•> triumphs of the 133 welcoming the 44S Crosses blessings 351.448 Crown him 188 of glory promised 449 D DANGER of inordinate earthly affec- tions 145 Darkness, hope in 1G?;— 1GS.407— 401) 411—417.419 — 121. 785 light shining out of 49 succeeded by light 422 — 424 walking in, and trusting in God 406 David's harp 673 Day and night the Lord's 34.35.774 birth-day 4S!; blessing God every day 259 dawning of 686 Lord's-day 521— 532.765.769 of judgment 653— 6J9. 7 12 of salvation 7(J6 the past. 506. 512 Days of man numbered 337 ! Deadness to the world 291.292.368 Death 597— 635.705— 709. 714. 746. 755. 70S a blessing to the saints 609.610 a dying child to its mother 148 a dying Christian to his soul.. 619. 708 a sleep 611 address to a parent on the death of a child 149 and eternity 5f*> approaching 59S.746 aspect of, to the Christian. . .602— 601 60S— 612.615— 619.705. 708 aspect of, under varied circum- stances 613 bitterness of 607 blessedness of those wdio die in the Lord 620 consolation on the d?ath of chris- tian friends — See Consolation. death-bed of a sinner 614 dust returning to dust .. .. 709. 77S dying exclamation of the Saviour 75S dying friends 7a2 evening an emblem of death 51S faith the antidote of death 602 forgotten 597 funeral occasions 621—635.709.711 happiness in death 617. 618 hope in... 602— 604. 60S— 613.616.617 61S. 624— 626.628.630.634 635.705.707.708.755 boar of. 706 A a 2 Death, interest in the Saviour desired, in the anticipation of death introduces the believer to glory 621. its ravages Jesus Christ the antidote of death meditation on death ami eterni j .. of a child of a pious child of an infant of mends 150.624.629—631. of kindred improved of ministers of Moses of the Saviour 60.6L.131 — i34. of youth 626. parental reflections by the death- bed of a pious youth peaceful death of the righteous 617—619.621. pleasing anticipation of 602— 608—613.615.618.619.705. prayer in the prospect o. 97. 605—( ■ ■ presence of God worth dying for.. ravages of resurrection and reign of Jesus Christ sin the sting of - sudden support in terminates human glory terrible to those unacquainted with divine revelation the great journey the vale of the welcome messenger triumph over 612. trust in God in the anticipation of views and anticipations of ..597— Deceitfulness of the heart 128.302. 348.389. Delight in duty 308.311.337. in God in ordinanci ;. Deliverance from all enemies 439. Deliverances 27. of the Israelites 245. national 245 . private Desire, suprema object of tl tian's. .222— 224. 313—315 . 744. various objects of — See Pi aj er. Despair prevented Despairing sinner's death-bed Despondency in of popery anticipated of the Assyrians of the 246. Devoteduess to Go i 302.303.308. ■ to God encouraged to the Saviour 71.130.304. Devotion , a star-light evening's 515. 6S7. ardent habitual humble morning and evening 486. pleasures of private 271. I 7 7 316 5 devotion SOS family worship 513 INDEX. 'Subjects. Evening praise 4S7. 504—507.509.515 prayer 504.505.513.514.519 prayer in temptation 514 prayer and praise 501.505 repose 504.505.508 Sabbath 529— 53-2. 769 Saturday 519. 520 security in God 491.507—509.516 star-light devotion 515.687. 725 summer 517 tranquillity 503—512.516 tribute and reflections 506 Evil 151—154. 161 hour 161 Exaltation of the Saviour 131.186—189.263 Excellencies — See Charms. of religion 103. 115— IIS. 775 of the Saviour 71.227 of the scriptures 98—100. 174.227 Excitation of the heart toward heaven 326—328. 394 Exhortation to backsliders 112 to Christians to spread the gospel 191.192 to glorify God 643 to improve time 643 to pray . . 204 to seek acquaintance with God 102 to seek salvation 643.657.766 to seek the kingdom of God 433 to seek the pleasures of religion. ..118 to the young to seek and love the Saviour 481.483 to the young to remember their Creator 482 to unite with the people of God. ..286 Experience, Christian 3S2 — 432 cheering 97. 166— 168. 312. 318 407—409 . 41 1—421 .429. 785 cheering in sickness 551.552 cheering in the prospect of death.. 604 608.705.708 distressing 396—421 . 785 happy 182—184.282.284.285 422— 43 1.4.11. 4-18 happy in sickness 555 happy in the prospect of death.... 612 humiliating 128. 302.399.347. 348 382—395.446.447 past, encouraging 27.253.366.367.414 transporting 432 Expostulation with sinners 101 F FAIREST of the fair 108 Faith 121 . 122. 319. 333.602 living by, in the Son of God , .333 power of 121 the antidote of death 602 the gift of God 122 Faithfulness of God 8.785 of God in affliction 413.517—549 Fall of Babylon the great 201 False and true pleasures 175 and true sources of blessednessl55 — 185 land 701 Family duties and enjoyments. ..138 — 146 harmony 138. 143. 144 prayer 7H2 religion 138—150 worship, an evening hymn 513 Famine, consolation under 170 love to God in 24S Farewell, final, to the world 463 — 465 the missionaries 194 to a departed believer 622 to earthly pleasures — See Renun- ciation. to friends 574—580 Father glorify thy name 226 God our 218. 356. 368 Favor of God, its assurance desired . ..180 220.221.312 Fear: I will trust and not be afraid 367 not 49.62.113.733 Feast, invitation to the gospel . . . .109. 1 10 the Christian's 374 Fellowship at the Lord's table 537 Christian 565—572 Fettered mind 392 Filial submission 359 Finished redemption 132 Flight of birds improved 695.(596 of time 636. 637 . 746 Following the Redeemer 320.4-13 Folly, sinful, contrasted with Christian virtue 693 Forgiveness prayed for 212. 213 Forsaking all for Christ 293.321. 360 Fortitude 305.445 Fount of glory 36 of immortality 174 Fountain, invitation to the Ill of living water 174 opened 123 Frailty, happy 552 of man/. 7.637—639.700 Freedom, Christian 76/ from popery 245. 590 from sin anticipated 323 prayer for 383 Friends, Christian, meet in heaven 144.148 563.574.575.577—580.685.713 death of — See Funeral Occasions. meeting and parting 564 — 580 their loss lamented 340 Friendship, Christian 565 — 572 earthly, transitory, and unsatisfying 573 Frown of Jesus 151 Fruitful showers emblems of gospel blessings 124 Fmitsof righteousness 172 Funeral occasions 621—635.709.711 a solemn dirge 709 comfort under the loss of friends 144 148. 563. 622—624. 630—635. 713 comfort under the loss of ministers 632 death of a child 625 death of a pious child 628 death of an infant 768 death of friends 150.624.629—631.762 death of kindred improved 631 death of youth 626.627 departed believers live in heaven.. 621 624.628.634.635.669 dying friends 762 elegy 711 farewell to a departed believer 622 happiness of departed saints. .624.628 635. 6C9 it is well « C23 INDEX. Subjects. Funeral occasions: loss of Friends lamented 340 peaceful death of a Christian. . Futurity anticipated Gil emblem of its glories in the Betting sun 786 its disclosures GO. 652 remedies against care for 43.642 760.751 wisely concealed 48 G GARDEN of Olivet 59 Glories of eternity 330 of the Saviour 70. .7 1.93. 186. 227 Glorious land of rest 771 presence of Christ in heaven.. 459. 667 Glory, approaching 466 everlasting, in prospect 465 fount of 36 give glory to God 643 of God beautifies the works of nature 178 of God in the work of salvation. ..134 of God in the works of creation — See Works of Creation. of heaven 661 .662.66*. 669 713.771.786 termination of human 778 the God of 4 the latter day usually depicted round the hea I of the Saviour G9H Glorying in a crucified Saviour. ..133.301 in the cross 133.444 Got), absence from 410 acquaintance with God lie blessed- ness of mortals 102 all in all amiableness of his house /.',! appearing before God l;eie and hereafter 2S0 assurance of his favor desired 180.220 221.312 choosing the portion of Lis heril communion with Goo 1 271.272. '■ '. communion with God desired 75i consolation in — See Consolation. contem plation of ■■! delight in 318 delighting to do his will ..308. ! devotedness to God devotedncss to God encouraged ... 286 drawing near to God in prayer 206 enjoyments unattainable in the world found in God 285 ever-present, the Christian's hap- pin< bs 183 exalted above all praise .'260 glorification > f hi nam \ dei ired . .■ 26 glorious, and sinners saved 134 harmony of his perfections 17.1 happiness in— See Happiness. hapi>} confidence in his favor 509 — 511 heaven his dwelling-place 661 hides his people 45 his being and gl I in the woi ks oi creation 1.2.3 his being, perfections, and cha- 1 — - ; i his benignity manifested o7. God , his blessing desired . . . .230.680.754 his condescension 5 his dominion 42.43.238 his dominion and decrees 42 his dominion, government, and works 32—50 his eternity 6 his eternity contrasted with the mortality of man 7 his faithfulness 8.785 his faithfulness and love in affliction 413 547—549 his favor the chief good 179 his favor the Christian's treasure.. 740 his glory 4 his glory beautifies the works of creation 17s his glory in creation — See Iforkg ofCrea his glory in the work of salvation 134 his goodness 9. 10. 242. 248— 251 253—256.731 his goodness and justice 17 his grace 44.135.249.253.322.734 his greatness 11.12.238.500.683 his greatness and glory 683 his greatness unsearchable 500 his immutabilty, and the mutability of the creation 13.238 his incomprehensibility 14.15 his infinity 16 his justice and goodness 17 his justice and mace 129.134 his love "....18.44.763.783.785 his love the end of our existence.. 337 his loving kindness better than life 740 his majesty 11.12.500 his mercy and truth met together. .129 his name our joy 427 his omnipotence 19.749 his omnipresence 20.21.22 his omniscience and omnipresence 22 his pardoning love 128 his pity 24 his power 19.749 his presence intreated in affliction. .403 404.543 his presence worth dying for 615 his providence — See Providence. his sovereignty 42.43.749 his sovereigi h . ad grace 44 his sovereignty in aiBiction355.546.634 his sovereignty over the wars and tumults of nations 595 his tender mercies overall his works 731 his will the Christian's delight... 308 his wisdom in creation 32 his wisdom i;i concealing futurity ..43 his word magnified above all his name 100 his works— .Sec W orks. is love 763.783 living to God 767 longing for a closer walk with God 229 longing for communion with God.. 751 love to Cod 334—337 QJJ all 756 out besl portion.. 150. 312. 318.354.740 our father 218.356.368 our ignorance of his proceedings. ..47 INDEX. Subjects. God our refuge 25.26.167. 16S our shepherd 28.29 our times in his hand ..8.358.381.752 praise to God — See Praise. prayer that God may be my God.. 754 present in his churches 27S present with his people 113 refuge and strength in his mercy.. 167 rejoicing in God 427.428.784 reliance on his care 512 safety in God 173 safety in God in sleep 491.493 507—509.516 sins and sorrows laid before God.. 399 supreme and self-sufficient 30 the chief good 157.179.285.761 the Christian's light and salvation 428 the Christian's supreme object of desire 224. 313. 751 the covenant-keeping Go!, the Christian's solace in distress 411 the fount of immortality 174 the God of all comfort 169 the God of glory 4 the God of nature 682.683 Uhe guardian of our sleeping hours 491 507.508 the infinite 16 the only refuge of the troubled mind 168 the pardoning God 23 the source of all good 177 the source of blessedness — See Blessedness. the source of light 178.428 trust in God 364—367. 406. 407 wise and gracious 31 Godhead of the Saviour 779 Good and evil 151—185 conscience 373 created good insufficient to satisfy the soul — See Vanity. God the chief 157.179.285.761 God the source of all 177 hope 376 inquiry after 155. 179 Lord, deliver us 680 Samaritan 583 Goodness of God 9.10.242.248—251 253—256.731 Gospel feast 109.110 its happy effects 124.202 its success anticipated 190.200 its success desired 200 jubilee 192 message/ 192.279.378 preached to the poor 378 rejoicing in its privileges 425 revelation 115.603 superior to the law 116 superior to the light of nature. ..72.88 115.117.136 Grace abounding 734 and providence 249.253 growing in, desired 322 growing in, promoted by trials 448.550 love the sovereign 750 of God 44.135.219.253.322.734 renewing, desired 94 salvation by 135 Grateful daily worship. .486.487.489— 492 495— 501 . 503. 504—507. 509. 515. 686 recollection and praise 255 return for missionary blessings.. . .193 Grave 710 of the righteous 730 of the Saviour 62 Gravity 343 Greatness of God 11.12.23S.500.683 Growing in grace 322 Growing in grace promoted by trials 448.550 Guidance of the Saviour desired. .441.442 H HAIRS of our head numbered 40 Hallelujah j]j Happiness, eternal 290 in an ever-present God 183 in communion with the Saviour ..372 in Divine wisdom 103.118 in God 170.178—183.285.312.313.374 in God every where 182 in heaven 156.331.638.646.660 667.668.707, ver. 7,8 in loving God 334—337 in loving the Saviour 306.340.341 in realizing the Divine scrutiny. ..429 in religion 103.118.159.164 282.436.775 in solitude 273 in the cross 335.353.44S in the favor of God 220.221 in the knowledge of Jesus Christ.. 301 in the Saviour 80.81.165.166.176.184 185.227.314—316.430.431.744 in the Saviour's presence 222.223 302.310.314.315.495 in the Saviour's service 311 in the Saviour's smile 185 in the ways of God 436 longing for , 312 looking upward for 156.175.586 of absence from the body 467 of being with the Saviour 456.457 461.462 of the Christian 375 of the Christian pilgrim 434 of glorified saints 624.828.6;> : >.(i6i) prolonged by the goodness of God 250.251 transient and lasting 176 Happy change 284.767 confidence 509 — 511 effects of the gospel 124.202 experience — See Experience. frai I ty 552 poverty 379 Hardness of heart 3S7.388 Harmony , Christian 565—572 family 138. 143. 144 of love 569 of the Divine perfections. .17. 129. 134 Harp of David 673 Harvest 478 Mailed of sin 323 Head of saints and angels 75 Health restored 556.557 Heart, conirite 349 deceitful 128.302.309.348.389.447 excited toward heaven ..32(3 — 328.394 IXDEX. Subjects. Heart, given ;t\\ay 294.431 hardness of 387.388 obedience of an undivided 345 Heaven 450.459.6.00— 070. 703. 713.73!) anticipated 290. 329. 330. 433—439 449 —467 . 838. 044 —652 . 602. 663 665— 60S. 704. 713 736.739 aspiring toward 324—331 consolation in its prospect— See Consolation. excitement of heart to ..326 — 328.394 glorious presence of Christ in 459.667 its glory 66K662.668.6e9-.713. 771. 786 its happiness 156.290.331.o38 646.660 its joys 290. 33 1 . 638 . 046. 660 607. 60S. 707. ver 7, 8 its worship. ..69.331.060.667.668.670 longing for 3.57.459.460.753 meeting of friends in 144.148.503.574 575. 577— 580. 665. 713 motives for desiring 3.-,7 parad ise 664. 668. 739. 77 1 providing treasure in 586 resigning the world for 290 rising heavenward 329 sight of, in sickness 551 the better land 703 the DwtLLixG-PLiCE of God. ..661 the glorious land of rest 771 the inheritance of the saints 665 the land of the blessed 713 the promised land 662.663 to dwell with God 330 welcome to 658.728 Heavenly Guest 73.74 influence (j$9 inhabitants invoked to praise the Redeemer 261 joys on earth 104 mindedness 324—331 . 695.696 rest C66 things desired 224 treasure 586 Heavens declare the being and glorv of God ' "....2.3 starry 515.687.725 Heritage of God chosen 298 High Priest 76.77 Hinder me not 443 Hindrances to prayer surmounted 205 History of Jesus Christ 51— 09 Hoary head 485 Holiness desired 322.323.4 17 Holy joy 332 Holy Spirit 94—97 his influences desired 94— 90 his influences experienced 97 joy in the Holy Spirit 96 necessity of his influences 94 outpouring of the Holy Spirit im- plored 199 Home 141 . 1 42 eternal 150.030 Hope 12:,- 127.376.692 good hope 376 in darkness 107—409 411—417.419—421.785 in death— See Death. in the parsing of Christian friends 574— 5S0 Hope of heaven our solace 450 Horace improved 702 Hour of death 706 of evil 101 House of prayer 207 Humility 45. 332 desired 393 I IGNORANCE of the Divine proceed- ings 47.48.50 Illness — See Sickness. Immortality desired 458 its aspect to the Christian 648 revealed by the gospel 115.603 Immutability of God, and the mutability of the creation 13.238 of Jesus Christ 78 of the Di\ine covenant 120 Imperfection of present knowledge 47 48.50 Impoitance of religion 103. 115—118 641 . 775 of time C41. 043 Improvement ef a thought in Horace. .702 of the birds' return to their nest. ..097 of the flight of birds 695.696 of time 7.643 Incomprehensibility of God 14. 15 Inconstancv lamented 128. 302. 309 348.3S9.447 Increase of faith and hope desired 530 of graces by trials 448 of knowledge and love to the Sa- viour desired 227 of lo\ e by suffering 550 Infant addressed 139 Infant'.- death 768 Infinity of God 16 Influence, Divine, desired 94—96 3S2— 38 5. 440. 47 1. 472. 474 Divine, experienced 97 Divine, its necessity 94 heavenly, compared to the dew. ..689 Ingratitude reproved 390 Inheritance of the saints 665 Inquiry after good 155. 179 Insufficiency of created good to satisfy the soul— See Vanity. of reason 72.88. 115.117.136 Intercession of Je-us Christ 79.764 Interest in the Saviour desired, in the prospect of death 605 Invitation of the Saviour 104.105.107.108 of wisdom 103.118 to backsliders 112. 128 to the fountain Ill to the gospel feast 109. 110 to the Saviour 104—108 Invocation to celebrate the Saviour's birth 51 to praise 231—238.720.722.723 to praise the Redeemer 261.723 Isle, sunny 702 .) ES I S CHRIST : a view of his suffer- ings tor his sacred supper 535 anticipation of beholding his glory 450 anticipation of being with him 456 457.401.402 blessing little children 140 INDEX. Subjects. Jesus Christ, communion with 372 confessed before men ....299.300.445 consolation in — See Consolation. crucified the Christian's glory 133 184. 299.301 devotedness to him 71. 130. 304. 305 307.309.431 dying, rising, and reigning 63 eternal life in 72. 165. 166 followed 320. 443 fulness of the Godhead in 779 happiness in— See Happiness. his advent 51 — 54 his advent, exaltation, and second appearing 68 his ascension 63. 67 his blood cleanses from sin 123 his charms— See Charms. his compassion 262 his condescension 73. 87. 131. 262 his death 60. 61. 63. 131—134. 758 his dying exclamation 758 his exaltation 131. 186—189.263 his excellencies 71. 227 his frown 151 his glories 70. 71. 93. 186. 227 his glorious presence in heaven 459. 607 his glorious reign 189 his grave 62 his guidance entreated 441. 442 his history 51—69 his immutability 78 his intercession 79. 764 his invitation 104. 105. 107. 108 his kingdom and church 186—202 his life the security of ours 114 his love 90. 262. 263—265. 267. 263 his love unchangeable 33S his mercy implored.. 212. 214.215. 342 his miracles 56—58 his mission 55 his perfections, characters, and offices 70—93 his prayer for his disciples 456 his presence desired 222. 223. 471 — 474 488. 564 his presence desired in hi- churches 275 his reign, and missionary interests 18(i— 202 his resurrection 63— 6o his second coming 653—652.712 his second coining triumphantly anticipated 659 his smile 185 his sympathy 362 his triumphant rt-ign 190 his triumphs 131 interest in him desired in the anti- cipation of death. . . 605 invitation to him 104— 10S knowledge of him desired . living by faith in him .'3:3 longing to he -with him 457. 461. 462. 729 Lord of all 188 love to him 227.228. 304—307. 309 333.338—341.430. 131 love to him desired . .227. 22S.338. 339 love to him professed. ..334 — 307.309 338. 340. 439. 431 not ashamed of him 299. 300.445 Jesus Christ: on the glory usually de- picted round his head 69!) our Advocate 79.764 our High-priest 76. 77 our Refuge 85 our Saviour 60.61.87.88 our Shepherd 89.90 parting with all for him . .293. 321.360 praise to him — See Praise. precious to believers 80.81.316 present with his worshipping peo- ple 564 rejoicing in 184.430.431 rejoicing in him encouraged 186 relieved in his members 584.585 remembered 267 remembered at his table 533.535 safety in 114. 165. 166. 380 seen of angels 69 stilling the tempest 58 the antidote of death 316 the believers' rest 86 the burden of the song 269 the chief among ten thousand 71 the Christian's best beloved 309 the Christian's best portion 81.310 311.744 the Christian's supreme object of desire 222. 223. 314. 315. 744 the conqueror from Edom 678 the eternal life 72 the Fairest of the fair 108 the great physician 82 — 84 the Head of saints and angels 75 the heart given to him 304. 431 the heavenly guest 73. 74 the King of kings, and Lord of lords 187 the King of saints 186 the name of Jesus 80 the only Saviour ' 88 the Pearl of great price 81 the riches of his banquet. . 109. 110. 536 the security of his sheep 380 the source of blessedness — See Blessedness. the star of Bethlehem 92 the star of my hopp 91 the supreme beauty 70. 133 the supreme object of admiration and praise 262 the Sun of righteousness 93.2S4 the way, the truth, and the life 88.738 the young encouraged to seek and love him 4S3 walking or. the sea 58 Jews prayed for 748 remonstrated with 197 Journey, the great 600 Jo;v and peace in belie\ing 757 cometh in the morning 417 crowns the Christian's course 640 holy 332 in death 757 in judgment 757 in the Holy Spirit 96 of worldly -mindedness ^6. JJvi Land, false l" 1 of the blessed * « the better. <;;; the glorious land of rest 771 the promised 66% %* Last plague of Eg> pt the last. Latter-day glory • • y • • Laughter accompanied with sorrow. . ..162 Legal and -evangelical obedience 344 Libera nos Domine wJJ Liberty, Christian Life a vapor ,'"'■', ni and happiness onlj in Jesus u 704 .202.742 767 . 638 165.106 oodness ...250.251 by the ....115 003 and happiness from the of God •• • and immortality revealed eommencement'of spiritual. -2sv-^J its uncertainty .641.643 ider all its circumstances 248.258 praise Life reviewed 251 seasons of 480 — 485 spiritual desired 382—385.440.471 472. 474 undesirable 350. 357. 402.459.777 Light and glory of the scriptures 99 from God 178.428 shining out of darkness 49 succeeding darkness 422 — 424 Litany 680 Living above the world 343 by faith in the Son of God 333 to God 767 Longing for a closer walk with God. . .229 for assurance of the Divine favor 180 220.221.312 for communion with God 751 for heaven 357. 459. 400.753 for immortality 458 for the presence of Christ 222.223.488 to be released 350. 357. 402.753.777 to be with the Saviour 457.401.402.729 Looking forward 453 upward 325 upward for happiness 156. 175. 586 upward in affliction 408 Lord of all 188 Lord's day 521—532. 705. 709 See Sabbath. supper. 533—537 Lot, ours i»i the hand of God 8. 358. 381.752 Love, and solitude 273 charms of 333 .336. 341. 750 christian 505—572. 750 comfort of 335. 330 disinterested 248. 776 God is love 703. 783 harmony of 569 increased by suffering 550 lovest thou me? 338.339 of God 18. 44. 703. 783. 785 of God the end of our existence. . .337 of Jesus Christ 90. 262.263—265 207. 268 pardoning 128 sweetens the Cl'OSS 335.336 the sovereign grace 750 to an absent Saviour 340 to God 334—337 to Jesus Christ.. 227.228. 304— 307. .309 333.338—341.430.131 to Jesus Christ desired 227. 228. 33S. 339 to Jesus Christ professed 304—307.309 338. 340. 430. 431 to Christ, present or absent 341 to Christ stronger than death 307 unfeigned 3a 4 without feat 33j L\ ing at the foot of the cross 342 M UKSTYof God 11.52.500 Man, his frailtj 7.637-639. 70Q what i:- man I -•*; Mariner's song '^ r M arriage union l""> Martyr to his judge 562 Man 's choice **» Meditation on death and eternity.... star-light .687.725 INDEX. Subjects. Meeting of friends in heaven.. 144. 148. 503 574.575.577—580.665.713 social meetings 564 — 580 social meetings transient 573 Memory of the Saviour 207 of the Saviour at his table 533.535 Mercies, national 589 — 592 of God over all his works 731 Mercy and truth met together 129 implored 212—216. 342. 731 redeeming 130 seat 167 . 168 . 206 . 399 sparing 252 Midnight hymn of the Russian churches 401 Mind, complaint of the 391 refuge of the troubled 168 the fettered 392 Ministers, comfort under their loss . . . .632 Ministry, gospel 192.279. 378 of angels 119 Miracles of Jesus Christ 56—58 Miriam's song 246 Miscellaneous 671—714.724—780 Mission of Jesus Christ 5,5 Missionaries' farewell 194 prayed for 198 Missionary blessings gratefully returned 193 call 191 . 192 collection 195 progress 196.200 prospects 200—202 undertakings prayed for 1 98 Mole-hill in a church-yard 694 Morality, Christian 350.770 Morning 488— 503. 686.737 and evening 486—520 and evening devotion 486. 487 aspiration : a rural hymn 602 contemplation of God 500 dawn 686 devotion to the Guardian of our nights 491.496 in spring 502. 503 its beauties 737 praise 486. 487 . 489—192 495—501 . 503. 080 praise and prayer . .491—493.496—499 prayer 488.491— 494.496— 499.502 sabbath 521—525 visit from the Saviour desired 488 Morrow : boast not of to-morrow 641 care not for the morrow 642.760 to-morrow 417.649 Mortality of man 7.637—639.700 Moses, his choice 295 hi* deaih 615 Mother's retrospect 146 Motives for desiring heaven 357 Mourners, consolation to 171.172.563 Mourning days shall be ended f.03 Music, its charms 408.501.073 Mutability of the creation 13.238 Mysteries of providence 49.50 of providence to be explained here- iftei ' 50 N NAME of Jesus 80 Narrow way 297 National deliverances 245.590 distress 593 . 594 Bb National mercies. 589 — 592 peace 596 prayer 589.591.593—596 thanksgiving 590—592.595.596 Nativity of Jesus Christ 51 — 54 Nature 681 and grace .32 Christianity superior to its light. .72.88 115.117.136 her charms 3.34—39.476.477 500—503.517.525.531.532.681 684— 6S7 . 725 . 737 . 739. 772 her charms : a morning hymn 501 her charms less sweet than the smile of Jesus 185 her charms resigned 93 her chorus 33.500.501 her tempests less bitter than the frown of Jesus 151 the God of nature 682.683 works of — See Works of Creation. New year 4GS.469 Night song 514 wearisome nights 541 Nonconformity to the world 343 Not ashamed of Christ 299.300.445 O OBEDIENCE, delightful 308.311.337.344 disinterested 776 legal and evangelical 344 of an undivided heart 345 zealous 443 Obligations to missionary exertions 191 . 192 to praise 241 Ocean S'J Old age 485.700 things passed away 292 Olivet, garden of 59 Omnipotence of God 19. 749 Omnipresence of God 20 — 22 Omniscience and omnipresence of God 22 Oneness of Christians 568 Opening a place of worship 274 Ordinances deliehted in 278 Orphans and widows 581.582 Outpouring of the Holy Spirit implored 199 P PAIN, complaint and hope under 540.541 Paradise 664.663. 739.771 Pardon prayed for 212.213 Pardoning God 23 love 128 Parent addressed on the death of a child .....149 Parental reflections by a death-bed 147 Parting of friends 574—580 with all for Christ 293. 321.360 Past day 506.512 dreams of the • - • 677 experience encouraging 27. 253 366.367.414 recollections of the 270.726.735 Peace, eternal 439.451 national, celebrated 5C6 national, prayed for 5!r>4 of mind prayed for 405 the Christian's 377 Peaceful death of the righteous ..010—619 621.633 Pearl of great price 81 INDEX. Subjects. Penitence.. 128. 212. 214. 340— .548. 410. 418 and hope 348 Penitent pardoned 418 Perfections, characters, and being of God 1—31 characters, and offices of Jesus Christ 70—93 harmony of the Divine 17. 129. 134 Physician, the great 82 — 84 Pilgrimage, the Christian 286.434— 436.741 the Christian, cheered by the star of hope 575 Pity 362. 363. 583 of God 24 Plague, the last, of Eg> pt 671 Pleading for mercy 212—214.216.731 Pleasing anticipation of death 602—604 608—613.615.618.619.705 Pleasures, adieu to earthly 133.150.282 287—290 . 292 . 294 . 295 . 304 . 324 325.374.438.453 false and true 175 of a good conscience 373 of devotion 210 of heaven — See Joys. of home ' 141—143 of hope .127 of religion. ..103.118.164.282.436.775 of religion everlasting 159.775 of the world — See Charms. of social worship 276—278.280 of wisdom 103. 118 unseen 646 vanity of earthly — See Vanity. Poor children's appeal 588 happiness of the Christian poor 379 man's consolation 560 the gospel preached to the 378 Popery, freedom from it celebrated 245.590 its destruction anticipated 215 Portion, God our best 150.312.318.354.740 Jesus Christ our best.. 81. 310. 311. 744 of God's heritage chosen 298 Poverty, happy 379 Pool of Bethesda 57 Power of faith 121 of God 19.749 Praise 23 L— 269 annual 463.469 ardent 6S3.721 evening 487.504—507.509.515 for creation and providence -243 for deliverances *i"t .245.246.590 for life and happiness 250.251 for national deliverances 245.590 for national peace 5!'(i for providence and grace 249.253 for recovery from sickness 556 for sparing mercy 252 for the Divine goodness 9. 10.242 248— 251.253— 25(5 for the gift of faith 122 God exalted above all 260 hallelujah' 717 invocation to. ..231—238.720.722.723 invocation to praise the Redeemer 261.723 invocation to universal 231—233 720.722.7 23 Jesus Christ the supreme object of 262 Praise, Miriam's 246 morning 486.487.489 — 492 495— 50 1.503. 686 national 590— 592. 505.596 never-ending . . .256.257—259.715.721 never-ending, to the Redeemer 26$. 269 obligations to 241 the mariner's song of. 247 to God for his wonderful works.... 11 238.244—247.500.683 to God for the works of creation 43.44 to God from all his works 33.239 500.501 to God from the works of creation — See I) orks of Creation. to God under all circumstances 248.258 to the God of nature 477.683 to the Redeemer... 59. 68. 90. 186— 189 261—269.430.495.612.718.719.723 to the Trinity 240 verses of 715—723 Pray er 203—230 and praise 203—269 drawing near to God in 206 encouragement to 204 evening . 504.505.513.514.519 family 782 for a closer walk with God 229 for a devotional spirit 374 for a renewed heart 387.388 for assurance of heaven 42. 456 for assurance of the Divine favor. .ISO 220.221.312 for consolation 217.403.404.543 for devotedness to the Lord. ..302.309 for devotedness to the Saviour J30.309 for Divine influence. .94— 96.382— 385 440.471.472.474 for freedom 3S3 for growth in crace 322 for heavenly-mindedness 325.331 695.696 for heavenly things 224 for humility 393 for love to the Saviour227.228.338.339 for mercy 212—216.342.731 for missionaries, and missionary success 198 for national peace 594 for pardon 212.213 for peace of mind 405 for quickening grace 382 — 385.440 471.472.474 for renewing grace 94 for resignation. ..225.352.356.359.364 for salvation 219.754 fi i sam tification 322.323.386.447 for the Divine blessing 230.6S0.754 for the Divine semtinj 7 17 for the harmony of love 569 for the Jews..! 748 for the king 591 for the knowledge bf Ihe Saviour. .2-:7 for the outpouring of Ihe Holy Spirit 199 for the presence of God in affliction 403.404.543 for the pleasures of a good con- science 373 for the Sax tour's blessing 342 for the Saviour's guidance 441.442 INDEX. Subjects. Prayer for the Saviour's presence 222 223.471 — 174.488.564 for the Saviour's presence in his churches 275 for the testimony of adoption. .218.359 for youth 4S1 for zeal, on recovery from sickness 557 hindrances to it surmounted 205 ill distress.. 396— 407.543.540.547.54!) in the prospect of death 597 . 599 605—607.609.752 in the prospect of judgment. ..216.655 its nature 203 its necessity 204 its success 204 its worth 204 Libera nos Domine 630 morning ..488.491—494.496-499.502 national 589. 591 . 593—596 that God may be my God 754 that the name of God mav be glo- rified 226 that the will of God may be done. .225 the house of 207 the youth's .484 to Jesus Christ, our Advocate 764 to the Saviour, to be enabled to part with the world for him 287 Preciousness of Jesus Christ to believers 80.81.316 Presence and goodness of God the Christian's consolation 416 of God desired in affliction 403.404.543 of God in his churches 278 of God worth dying for 615 of Jesus Christ desired 222.223 471-474.488.564 of Jesus Christ desired in his churches 275 of Jesus Christ in heaven 459.667 of Jesus Christ with his worshipping people 564 Presenfand future state 636—670 and future compared 645—647 state a vale of tears 700 state not our rest 644 Pride lamented 393 Priest, Christ our High Priest 76.77 Prison hymn 561 Prisoner's consolation 550 Private worship 270—273 Privileges, Christian 368— 3S1 rejoicing in gospel 425 Profession: God my all 756 God my all-sufficient good 170 God my best portion 150. 312 318.354.740 God my chief good 761 God my joy 784 God my supreme happiness ..179.180 181.312.313.374 Jesus Christ my all-sufficient good 71 . 81 Jesus Christ my best portion ..81.310 311.744 Jesus Christ my only refuge 85 Jesus Christ my supreme good. .71.87 165 166.316.360 Jesus Christ my supreme happiness 81 165. 166. 184. 314— 3 16. 430. 431 of a devotional spirit 211.257.258 Profession of contentment 294 of deadness to the world.. 291. 292. 368 of delight in communion with the Saviour 372 of delight in duty 308.337.344 of delight in God 318.784 of delight in loving the Saviour. ..341 of delight in lying before the cross 426 of delight in praise 258 of delight in public worship ..278.280 of delight in religion 282 of delight in the Holy Spirit 96 of delight in the name of Jesus 80 of delight in the Saviour 184.316 430.431 of delight in the Saviour's service. .311 of delight in the Saviour's smile. ..185 of devotedness to God 302.303.308 318.337.344.443.767 of devotedness to the Saviour . .71.130 304.305.307.431 of disinterested love to God. ..248. 776 of disinterested obedience 775 of enjoyment in an ever-present God 183 of enjoyment in God 285.313 of enjoyment in God every where 182 of glorying in a crucified Saviour 133.299.301 of glorying in the cross 133. 444 of gratitude 71. 256. 257. 307 340. 344. 612 of gratitude for daily mercies. .487. 489 490.499.503 of hatred of sin 323 of hope in darkness 166—168.407—409 411—417.419—421.785 of hope in the prospect of death.. 604 608.611.612.619.705.708.755 of love to an absent Saviour 340 of love to God 335 of love to the cross 353 of love to the sabbath 52s of love to the Saviour.. . .304 — 307.309 338.340.430.431 of motives for desiring heaven 357 of obligation to God 250.251 — 256.303 of obligation to the Saviour 71.130.307 of reliance on the Saviour 82.85.87.166 of repentance 128.212.214 346—348.410.418 of resignation 150. 353. 354. 358. 381 of sorrow at the frown of Jesus. . . .I51 of supreme desire after God 224 313.751 of supreme desire after the Saviour 222.223.314.315.744 of supreme regard for the Divine favor 180.220.221.312.740 of surrendering the heart to the Saviour 304.431 of the Saviour befoie men 299. 300. 445 of trust in God 366.367.381 of trust in God in the prospect of death 755 of unspeakable joy 432 of welcoming the cross 448 of zeal for the cau«e of Christ 305 of zeal in the path of duty 443 the child of sorrow's 559 the Christian pilgrim's.. . .434.439.741 INDEX. Subjects. Profession, the Christian soldier's 444 445.449 the martyr's 562 the poor man's 560 the Saviour's presence my supreme happiness 222. 223. 302 310.314.315.4D0 See also Choice, Renunciation, Resolution. Promise of being kept in peace 365 of blessedness to the righteous 370 of eternal lue 114.380 of joy in the morning 417 of the presence of God in affliction 113. 3Gii. 555.632 Promised land 662. 663 Promises of the world deceitful 285 Prospect of the resurrection 653 the Christian's 452 Prospects, Christian — See Anticipation. consolatory — See Consolation. missionary 200—202 Providence 27. 46. 243. 731 and grace 249. 253 creation and 243 its mysteries 49. 50 its mysteries to be explained here- after 50 of God in the seasons 468 — 478 particular and univeral 46. 731 sudden and afflictive 558 Providences 27.244—247.538—563.590 bereaving — See Funeral Occasions. Providing heavenly treasure 586 Public and national circumstances581— 596 distress 593. 594 worship 274 — 280 Pure and undented religion 350 Purification from sin by the blood of Christ 123 Q QUICKENING grace desired ..382—385 440.471.472.474 R RACE, the Chiistian 437 Rachel weeping 679 Rainbow 120 Ramah, a voice from 679 Ravages of death 707 Realizing view of approaching glory ..466 Reason, its insufficiency 72.88. 115.117.136 Recollections and anticipations. ..270.735 of the past 726 Recovery from sickness 556. 557 Redemption 60. 61. 63. 129—134.758 finished 132 triumphs of 131 . 133 wonders of 131. 133 Redeeming mercy 130 Reflections by the death-bed of a pious youth 147 on birds 695—697 on the glory usually depicted round the head of the Saviour 699 on the Saviour's grave 62 on the starry heavens 6S7.725 Refuge in God 25. 26. 167. 168 Jesus Christ our 85 Regeneration 282—284. 292. 767 its necessity 94 Reign, the Saviour's, and missionary interests , 186 — 202 Rejoicin_ r before the cross 426 in u'"-pel privileges 425 in .k'siis Christ 184.430.431 in Ji'sus Christ encouraged 186 in the Lord 427. 428. 784 in the ways of the Lord 436 with joy unspeakable 432 See Joy. Release from bondage 767 Reliance on God. . ..364— 367.406.407. 755 on God, an evening hymn 512 Relieving Christ in his members. .584. 585 Religion, family 138—150 its doctrines and blessings. . . .119 — 137 its excellence and impoitance 103 115—118.775 its importance 641 its pleasures 103.118.164.282.436.775 its pleasures everlasting 159.775 pure and undetiled 350 the source of consolation 117 Remedies ag linst anxiety . .46 — 48.336.337 642.760.781 against fear 49.62. 113.733 against unbelief 366.367.407 Remembering the Saviour 267 the Saviour at his table 533.535 Remonstrance to the Jews 197 Renewing grace desired 94 Renunciation of all for the Saviour 293 321.360 of the world 133.150.282.287—290.292 294.205.304.324.325.374.438.453 of unbelief. 367 Repentance 128.212.214.346—348.410.418 Repose, evening 504.505.508 Request 230 Resignation 31 .44.45. 150.225 351—359.364.381 and hope ^57. 358 and trust in the prospect of death.. 755 in affliction 545—549 the resignation 150 Resigning the world for heaven 290 the world for the Saviour 311 Resolution not to cleave to the world 290.494 not to quit the favor of God 740 the martyr's 562 to be devoted to God 318 to boast in nothing but the cross ..133 to cleave to the cross 133.342 to know nothing but Christ cru- cified 301 to live to God 767 to praise 250.256.257—259.468 to praise the Redeemer 268.269 430.495.612 to pray 205 to pursue the narrow way 297 to pursue the path of duty 443 to record the Saviour's love 533 to rejoice in the Lord 784 to sing redeeming love 123 to take refuge in the cross 116 to trust in God 366 Resurrection and judgment 653 — 659 of Jesus Christ C3— 66 INDEX. Subjects. Resurrection, prospect of the 653 Rest, heavenly 666 Jesus Christ the believer's 86 not on earth 64 1 of the sabbath 526 the glorious land of 771 Retirement 270. 271. 273 Retrospect 229.251.270.726.735 a mother's 146 Revelation of the gospel 115.603 Riches of the Saviour's banquet 10!) 110.536 Righteous and unrighteous 676 grave of the 730 peaceful death of the 616—619.621.633 well with the 370 Righteousness, its fruits in affliction. ..172 Rising heavenward 329 to God 330 Rural Subjects : a thought on the sea-shore 21.688 a tranquil rural scene 685 morning 500—503.686.737 morning and evening 487 nature 681 paradise 664. 739. 771 habbath evening 531 . 532.769 Sabbath morning 525 seasons 469.470.473—477.502.503 summer's evening 517 the charms of nature — See Nature. the charms of the latter-day glory 202.742 the chorus of nature 33.500.501 the chorus of spring 475 the chorus of the seasons 33. 763 the God of nature 682.683 the smile of Jesus sweeter than the charms of nature 185 the works of nature beautified by the divine glory 178 the works of nature invoked to praise God 231—235.237.720 the works of nature praise God. .33.239 241.475.477.500.501.716 Russian churches' midnight hymn 401 SABBATH 521—532. 765. 769 a delight 527 evening 529— 532. 769 evening tranquillity 531 . 532 morning 521—525 rest 526 summer evening 532 the eternal 528 the welcome 524.525.527.765 Sacred truth 136 Safety in God 173 in God in sleep 491.493.507—509.516 in Jesus Christ 114.165.166.380 in the cross of Christ 116 of the Saviour's sheep 380 Saints, death a blessing to them ..609.610 happiness of glorified 624.628.635.669 Jesus Christ the Head of 75 inheritance of the 665 Salvation 134 approaching 454 by grace 135 day of. 766 Salvation, exhortation to seek 643.657.766 God glorified in the work of 134 prayer for 219.754 Samaritan, the good 583 Sanctincation desired 322.323.386.447 Satan repulsed 412 Saturday evening 519.520 Saviour 60.61.87.88 a dying Saviour 60.61 only Saviour 88 Schools, Sunday 587 Scripture promises — See Promise. warnings, invitations, and promises 101—114 Scriptures 98—114. 174.227 their excellencies 98—100. 174.227 their light and glory 99 Scrutiny, happiness in the Divine 429 Sea 21.39.688 a thought on the sea-shore 21.688 Jesus walking on the 58 Seasons and circumstances 468 — 596 of life 430—485 of public and national interest 581 — 596 of the year 468—479 providence of God in the 470 their chorus K 33.763 Second appearing of the Saviour 653—659 712 appearing of the Saviour trium- phantly anticipated 659 Security — See Safety. Seeds of piety 586 Seeing through a glass darkly 652 Seeking things eternal 434 Self-denial 360 diffidence 361 reproof 394 sufficience of God 30 surrender to the Lord 302. 303 surrender to the Saviour 71 . 130 304.307.431 Sennecharib's destruction 675 Servile works 344 Shame on account of the Saviour dis- allowed 299.300.445 Sheep of Christ invited to rest 728 the security of Christ's . 380 Shepherd, God our shepherd 28.29 Jesus Christ our shepherd 89.90 Shortness of life 7.636—639.746 of time and frailty of man 636.637.746 Showers, emblems of the salutary effects of the gospel 124 Sickness 538—541.543.551—555 a time of general - 538 comfort in ....538—541.543.551—555 complaint and hope in 540.541 recovery from 556. 557 sick chamber 539 sight of heaven in 551 sweetened 554.555 Signs of the times 196 Sin and holiness 446.447 freedom from, anticipated 323 hatred of 323 its dominion lamented 446.447 purification from, by the blood of Christ 123 the sting of death , 601 INDEX. Subjects. Works of creation, thunder and light- ning 40.41 of grace CO. 61. 63. 129— 135 253. 322. 758 of nature and grace 32 of providence 27. 244—247 538—563.590 of providence and grace 249. 253 of providence in the seasons. .468 — 478 praise to God for his wonderful works 11.238. 244—247.500. 683 World, beauties of creation manifested in it 36.37 creation of it 233 deaduess to it 291. 292.368 desiring to part with it for the Sa- viour 287 enjoyments unattainable in it found in God 285 farewell to it 133. 150.282. 287—290.292 294. 295. 304. 324. 325. 374. 438. 453 farewell to it in the prospect of eternity 463 — 465 its destined end 238 its promises deceitful 285 its vanity — See Vanity. nonconformity to it 343 not our rest 644 resigning it for heaven 290 resigning it for the Saviour 311 Worldlv-mindedness lamented 383.384 Worship 203-280 acceptable 773 ardent 683.721 confinement from public .'39 evening 504-520.6S7.725.78U Worship, family, an evening hymn 513 humble 209 its pleasures 210.276— 278. 280 morning 488 — 503.686* morning and evening 486.487 of heaven 69.331.660.667.668.670 opening a place of 274 private 270—273 public 274—280 sabbath 521— 530. 769 sincere 208 star-light evening 515.687.725 Worth of prayer 204 of the soul 745 Worthy is the Lamb 269.718 Wounded sinner 281 Y YEAR, new 468.469 Young convert and christian profession 281—316 Youth addressed 481—483 death of 626.627 encouraged to seek and love the Saviour 483 exhorted to remember the Creator 482 parental reflections by the death- bed of a pious youth 147 prayed for and addressed 481 the youth's prayer 484 Z ZEAL for immortal souls 724 for the cause of Christ 305 in the path of duty 443 prayed for, on recovery from sick- ness 557 Zion, asking the way to 286 .fuller, IDrintcr, Bristol. / , / -