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FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. 
 
 BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 
 
 THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
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 SFIRITU^ APR 15 iS 
 
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 ?0R THE USE C? 
 
 RELIGIOUS ASSEMBLIES 
 
 AND 
 
 PRIVATE ^christians: 
 
 BEING A COLLECTION BY JgSHUA SmJTK, 
 
 Samson OccuMj and others. 
 
 TO WHICH ARE ADDED, IN AW 
 
 A P P E N.DrfJ ^.1^^ 
 
 A NUMBER OF HYMNS NEVER PUB- 
 LISHED IN THIS COLLECTION. 
 
 WILKESBARREj^-FENNSYLVANlA, ' 
 rrKJ^^TED BT ASHER ^ CHARLES MJKER^ 
 •1802. 
 
W-Z'S. 
 

 DIVINE HYMNS, 
 
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 SPIRITUAL SONGS, e?f. 
 
 H Y M N L 
 
 j1 Seng of Praife. 
 
 NOW in a forrg of grateful praife, 
 To my dear Lord my voice I'll raifc ; 
 With all the faints I'll Join to tell, 
 My Jefus has done all things well, 
 
 1 All worlds his glorious pow'r confcfi^ 
 His wifdom all his works cxprcfi, 
 But O ! his love, what tongue can tell, 
 I^y Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 3 How fovcreign, merciful and free. 
 Has been his love to finful me ; 
 
 He pluck'd me from the jaws of hell. 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 4 I fpurnM his grace, I broke his laws, 
 And then he undertook my caufc 5 
 To favc me tho* I did rebel. 
 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
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 5. And fincc my foul has known his love. 
 What blcflings hath he made mc prove ? 
 Mercy, which doth all praife excel ; 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 6 When eer my Savior or my God> 
 Hath on me laid his gentle rod ; 
 
 I know in all that has befcl, 
 
 My Jefus has done all things wclL 
 
 7 Tho* many flaming fi'ry darts. 
 Attempt their level at my heart ;. 
 With this I all their rage repel. 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 8 Sometimes the Lord his face doth hide» 
 To make me pray, and kill my pride, 
 Yet on my heart it (till doth dwell, 
 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 9 Soon I {hall pa fs this vak of death. 
 And in his arms refign my breath. 
 Yet then my happy foul ihall tell. 
 My Jefus has done all things v/ell, 
 
 10 And when to thofe bright worlds I rife. 
 And join the anthems in the fkies, 
 Above the reft this note Ihall fwell. 
 
 My Jefus has done all things well. 
 
 HYMN II. 
 
 Christ the /jppUtree, 
 
 THE tree of life my foul hath fecn, 
 L-Adeii with fruit, and always green, 
 
( 5 ) 
 
 The trees of nature fruitkfs be, 
 Compar'd with Chiiil the applctree. 
 a His beauty doth all things excel, 
 By faith I know, but ne'er can tell, 
 The glory which I now can fee, 
 Jn Jefus Chrift the appletrcc. 
 
 3 For happinefs I long have fought, 
 And pleafure I have dearly bought j 
 
 I mifs'd of all but now I fee ^* 
 
 'Tis found in Chrift the applctree. 
 
 4 rm weary 'd with my former toil, 
 Here I will {rt and reft awhile ; 
 Under the Ihadow I will be 
 
 Of Jefus Chrift the appletree. 
 
 5 With great delight I'll make my ftay^ 
 There's none ihall fright my foul away, 
 Among the fons of m;;n I fee. 
 There's none like Chrift the applctree. 
 
 6 Pll fit and cat this fruit divine, 
 
 It cheers my heart like fpirit'al wine. 
 And now this fruit is fweet to me. 
 That grows on Chrift the appletree. 
 
 7 This fruit doth make my foul to thrive, 
 It keeps my dying faith alive ; 
 
 Which makes n^^j^ul in hafte to be 
 "With Jefus Chriif the appletree. 
 
 H Y M N III. : 
 
 ^he FarewdL 
 
 FAREWELL, my brethren in the Lord, 
 The gcfpci founds a jubilee ; 
 
( 6 ) 
 
 My flamMng tongue fhall found aloud^^ 
 
 From land to land, from fca to iC<: 
 And as I preach from place to place, 
 I'll truft alone in God's free grace. 
 
 2 Farewell in bonds and un.on dear; 
 Like ftrings you twine about r^iy heart | 
 
 I humbly beg yoHr earneft pray'r, 
 TiMjpive fhall meet no more to prirt— 
 Till we (hall meet in worlds above, 
 
 Encircled in eternal love. 
 
 3 Farewell my earthly friends belovf, 
 Tho* ail fo kind and dear to mc , 
 
 My Jefus caliSj/and I muft go^ 
 
 To found the gofpcl jubilee — 
 To found the joys, and bear the new j;, 
 To gentile worlds, and royal Jews. 
 
 4 Farewell young people one and all; 
 While God fftall grant me breath to breathe 
 
 rii pray to the Eternal All, 
 
 That your dear fouls in Chrift may live |^ 
 That your dear fouls prcpar'd may be. 
 To reign in blifs eternally ! 
 
 5 Farewell to all below the fun ; 
 And as I pafs in tears below. 
 
 The path is ftraight my fc%fliall run ; 
 
 And God will keep me as I go — 
 And God will keep me in his hand. 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 ^ Farewell, farewell ! I look above ; 
 Jefus, my friend, to thee I call j 
 
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 My joy, my crown, my only love, 
 
 My fafeguard here, my heav'nly all 5 
 My theme to preach, my fong to fing, 
 My only joy till death— Amen. 
 
 HYMN IV. 
 Iht Savior's Merit. 
 
 SAVIOR, I do feel thy merit, 
 Sprinkled with redeeming blood. 
 And my weary, troubled fpirit. 
 
 Now finds reft with thee, my God. 
 t am fafc, and I am happy, 
 
 While in thy dear arms I lie ; 
 Sin nor Satan cannot hurt me. 
 While my Savior is fo nigh. 
 
 2 Glory, glory, glory, glory. 
 Glory be to God on high, 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory. 
 Sing his praifes thro' the (ky^. 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 Clory to the Father give. 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory. 
 Sing his praifes all that live \ 
 
 3 Now I'll fing my Savior's merit, 
 Tell the world of his dear name, 
 
 That if any want his fpirit, 
 
 He is ftill the very fame. 
 He that alketh, fqon rcceiveth. 
 
 He that feeks is furc to findj 
 Whofoe'er on him bclicveth, 
 
 5}? will never caft behindv 
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 4 Gloi'y, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Glorious Chrift of heav*nly birth : 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 Sing his praifes through the earth ; 
 
 Glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 Glory to the fpirit be, 
 
 Glpry, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 the facred One in Three. 
 
 5 Now our advocate is pleading, 
 With his father and our God, 
 
 And for us is interceding. 
 
 As the purchafe of his blood. 
 
 Now me thinks I hear him praying, . 
 <« Father ! fave them -, I have died :** 
 
 And the Father, anfwcrs, faying, 
 *' They are freely juftified." 
 
 6 Worthy, worthy, wtjrthy, worthy. 
 Worthy is the lamb of God, 
 
 Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy, 
 
 Wlio lov'd and vraftiM us in his blood ; 
 
 Holy, holy, holy, lioly. 
 Holy is the Lord of Hoft, 
 
 Holy, holy. holy, holy. 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft. 
 
 7 Soon we hope to fihg nlore fwectly. 
 At the marriage of the Lamb, 
 
 When the Bride is drefs'd completely, 
 
 Fit to celebrate the fame : 
 All our fhouts IhaH then be ringing. 
 
 Round the throne of God moil high, 
 
( . 9 ) 
 
 And in fwect melodious Cngin^, 
 
 Loud (hall echo through the {ky. 
 
 8 Glory, honor and thankfgiving. 
 Be unto the Lord our king i 
 
 O let every creature living 
 
 The redeemer's praifes fing : 
 Allelujah ! Allelujah ! 
 
 Novy the Lord Jehovah reigns j, 
 Allelujah ! Allelujah ! 
 
 Sing his praife in higher ftrains. 
 
 9 Bleffed, blefTed, blefled, blefledj 
 Bleffed be the God of heaven, 
 
 BlefTed, blefTed, blefTed, blefTed, 
 
 Who has all our fins forgiv'n ; 
 Praifed, praifed, praifcd, praifed, 
 
 Praifed be his holy name : 
 Praifed, praifed, praifed, praifed, 
 
 Now and evermore, Amen* 
 
 HYMN V. 
 
 The Hiding Place, 
 
 HAIL fovereign love ! that firfl b:gan 
 The fcheme to rcfcuc fallen man ! 
 Mail mafchlefs, free, eternal grace, 
 That gave my foul a hiding place. 
 
 2 Againfl the God that built the fky, 
 J foirght, with hands uplifted high ; 
 Defpis'd the manfions of -his grace. 
 Too proud to fi^ek a hiding place. 
 
 3 Env/rapt in dark Egyptian eight. 
 And fond of darknefs, more than lightj.^ 
 
Madly I ran the linfal race, 
 Secure without a hiding place I 
 
 4 But lo ! th* eternal council rang. 
 Almighty los'^ arreils the man ; 
 
 I felt the arrows of diftreis. 
 
 And found I had no hiding place ! 
 
 5 Vindiclive juftice ftood in view. 
 To Sinai's fi'ry mount I flew ; 
 
 But juftice cry'd with frowning face, 
 This mountain is no hidiilg place ! 
 
 6 But lo ! a heav'nly voice I heard. 
 And mercy's angel foon appeared ; 
 He led me en a jpleafing pace, 
 
 To Jefus Chrift, my hiding place. 
 
 7 Should iiv'n fold ftorms of vengeance roll, 
 And fliake this globe from pole to pole ; 
 No thunder-bolt fhall daunt my face, 
 WhiUl Jefus is my hiding place ! 
 
 8 On him almighty Vengeance fell, 
 Which elfe had funk a world to hell : 
 He bore it for his chofen race, 
 
 And thus became a hiding place ! 
 
 9 Roll on thou fun in rapid hafte, 
 And bring me to that conflant feaft, 
 Where mirthful fongs of fov'reign grace. 
 Are fung to him the hiding place. 
 
 HYMN VL—^TZv Christian Soldier, 
 
 O GLORIOUS hope of- perfeaiovc, 
 It lifts me up to things above 5 
 It bears on csgks wing'), 
 
( II ) 
 
 It gives my ravldi'd foul a taftc ; 
 And makes me for fome moments feaft 
 With Jcfus, priefts and kings^ 
 
 2 The things eternal I purfue, 
 A happinefs beyond the view. 
 
 Of thcfe that barely pant 
 For things by nature feit and feen, 
 THeir honor, wealth, and pieafures mean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 3 Nothing on earth I call my own, 
 A ftranger, to the world unknown 5 
 
 I all their goods defpife ; ^ 
 I trample on their whole delight. 
 And feek a country out of fight ; 
 
 A country in the iiies : 
 
 4 Then is my hcufe and portion fair. 
 My treafurc and my heart are there j 
 
 And my abiding home ; 
 For me rai^. elder brethren flay, 
 And angelsf 'beckon me away, 
 
 And Jefus bids me come. 
 
 5 I come, thy fervant, Lord, replicj, 
 I come to meet thee in the Ikies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly reft ; 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end^^ 
 Now O my Savior, brother, friend, 
 
 Receivf^mc to thybrealh 
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 HYMN VII, 
 
 Myjliries to be explained hereafier^ Jolin 13 , 6^ 
 
 ("1 RE AT God of providence ! thy waj$ 
 'J Arc hid from mortal fight ; 
 Wrapt in impenetrable fhadcs. 
 Or cloth'd with dazzling light. 
 
 ■X., 
 
 i, The wondVous nncthods of thy gricc,. 
 
 Evade the hunnan eye ; 
 The nearer we attempt t' ?vpproachj 
 
 The farther offHiey fly. 
 
 3 But in the world of blifs above, 
 "Where thou dSd ever reign, 
 
 Thefe myft*ries (hall be all unvcirdv 
 And not a doubt remain. 
 
 4 The fun of righteoufnefs ftiall there 
 His brighteft beams difplay, 
 
 And not a horering cloud obfcurc 
 That never-ending day. 
 
 HYMN VIII,,- 
 
 yf nvarning to fwnersy to fiee from the ivrath 
 to come. 
 
 WHEN pity prompts me to look round 
 Upon this fellow clay ; 
 Sec men reject the gofpcl found, 
 Good God ! what fhall I fay ? 
 
 2 My bowels yearn for dying men. 
 
 Doomed lo eternal woe ; 
 Fain would I fpeak, but 'tis in vain, 
 
 If God does not fpeak too. 
 
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 3 O I finners, finners, wont you hear, 
 When in God's name I come ? 
 
 Upon your peril don't forbear, 
 Left hell {hould be your doom. 
 
 4 Now is the time, th' accepted hour, 
 O ! finners come away ; 
 
 The Savior's knocking at your door, 
 Arife without delay. 
 
 5 O ! don't refufe to give him room, 
 I^eft mercy (hould withdraw ; 
 
 He'll then in robes of vengeince come 
 To execute his law. 
 
 6 Then where poor mortals, will you I.: 
 If deftitute of grace. 
 
 When you your injur'd judge {hall fee^ 
 And ftand before his face ? 
 
 7 O ! could you (hun that dreadful figh: 
 How would you wifli to fly ! 
 
 To the dark (hades of endlefs night. 
 From that aii-fearching eye ? 
 
 S Bit death and hell muft then give up 
 Their dead, who will appear 
 
 At the laft trumpet's awful found. 
 Their endlefs doom to hear. 
 
 9 No yearning bowels , pity then 
 
 Siiall not ^ucOi my heart j 
 No.. I (hall furely hv Amen, 
 
 WheiiChrid bico }ci. tjcpart. 
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 10 Let not thefe warnings be in vain, 
 
 But lend aliitenin^ ear ; 
 Lell you ihoiild meet them all again, 
 
 When wrapt In keen defpair. 
 
 H Y M N IX. 
 
 The Goldier of the d'ofs, 
 A Pvl I a folclier of the Crcfs, 
 -Z~JL ^ follower of the Lamb : 
 "Why Oioukl I fear to own his caufe. 
 Or bluih to fpsak his name ? 
 
 2 Are there no foes for me to face I 
 MuO: I not ftem the flood ? 
 
 Is this vain world a friend to grace, 
 To help us unto God ? 
 
 3 Should I be carry'd to the ficies, 
 On flow'ry bedr. of cafe ? 
 
 Vrhile others fight to win the prize. 
 And fail thro' bloody feas. ? 
 
 4 Yes I muft light if I would reign, 
 Increafe my courage. Lord, 
 
 To bear the crofs, endure the Hiame, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 The faints all in this glorious war. 
 Shall conquer though they die ; 
 
 They fee a triumph from afar. 
 And meet it with their eye. 
 
 6 "When that illuftrious day fliall rife, 
 And all the armies fliine, 
 
 \T'th rober» of vicl'ry thvo' the fKlcs, 
 The f^Iorv (hill hz thlncw 
 
( -^5 ) 
 
 H Y M N X. 
 
 The G/acs cf God ; or. Divine Ccr.defcenficn, 
 
 WHEN the Eternal bows the fkks, 
 Tovific earthly things, 
 With fccrn divine he turns his eyes, 
 From towers of haughty kings : 
 
 2 He bids the awful chariot roll. 
 Far downward from the (Icies, 
 
 To vi(it every humble foul. 
 With pleafure in his eyes. 
 
 3 Why fliouid the Lord that reigns above, 
 Difdain fo lofty kings ? 
 
 Say,Lord» and why fuch looks of love, 
 Upon fuch worthlefs things ? 
 
 4 Mortals, be dumb ; what creature dares 
 Difpute his awful will ? 
 
 Aflc no account of his afFairS) 
 But trcnr.ble, and be ftill. 
 
 5 Juft like his nature is his grace, 
 All fov'rcign and all free •, 
 
 Great God, how fearchlcfs are thy ways 
 How deep thy judgrrients be ! 
 
 HYMN XL 
 
 The 'Jujlice and Gcodnefs cf God^ 
 
 GREAT God, my maker, and my king, 
 " Of thee I'll fpeak, of thee I'll .iing ; 
 All thou haft done, and all thou doft. 
 Declare thee good, proclaim thee juft. 
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( «6 ) 
 
 i erf ancient thoughta, and firm decrees, 
 ,' threatnings and thy promifcs, 
 : joys of heaven, the pains of hell^ 
 :^t angels tafte, what devils feel. 
 "hy terrors and thy a£ls of grace, 
 
 ■y threatning rod, and fmiling facCt 
 y vou rifling and thy healing word, 
 • orld undone, a world reftor'd. 
 7hile thefe excite my fear and joy j 
 
 ' ik thefe my tuneful lips employ i 
 - ept O Lord, the humble fong, 
 
 i.c tribute of a trembling tongue. 
 
 II Y M N Xll. 
 
 Jn Evening Hyffm^ 
 
 T^HE day is paft and gone, 
 1 T\\'Z evening fhades appear j 
 -lay v/e all remember vvell, 
 i'hc night of death draws near. 
 
 We lay our garments by, 
 upon our beds to reft i 
 
 '. death will fopa difrobe us all. 
 Of what we here pofri:fs. 
 
 Lord, keep us fafe this night, 
 >ecurc from all our fears ;. 
 ■y angels guard us whTie we Hcep^^ 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 And when we early rife, 
 And view th* unweariM fun, 
 :y we fet out to vvin the prize-^. 
 And after glory run. 
 
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 5 And when our days are pad, 
 And we from time remove, 
 
 may we in thy bofom reft, 
 The bofom of thy love. 
 
 HYMN Xlir.- 
 
 A Hymn for Tcung Converts, 
 
 METHINKS I hear my Savior call. 
 His pleafant voice doth fay, 
 *< From tents of eafe, and fin, and thrall, 
 " My fair one come away." 
 
 1 God's fpirit doth his faints adorn. 
 Like cluilcrs on the vine j 
 
 O His a bright and glorious morn^ 
 To fee their graces (hine. 
 
 3 Dear Savior, here I panting lie. 
 And long to fee thy face ; 
 
 Lord, I pray do not deny 
 A vifit of thy grace. 
 
 4 Dear Savior come, fweet Jefus come, 
 I long to hear thy voice ; 
 
 Jefus ride on, thy povv«r afTume, 
 And make thy faints rejoice. 
 
 5 How long (hall that bright hour delay i 
 V/hen will my Lord appear ? 
 
 1 long to fee that happy day. 
 
 When Jefus will dra\r near. 
 CO howl long tj take my flight, 
 My faal is en the wing'j 
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( '8 ) 
 
 I lonjy to fee m^ heart's delight-, 
 And be with Chr ill my King. 
 
 Mod gracioijis King, 1 love thy name, 
 I long for to adore, 
 •ng to foun^l thy gracious fame , 
 ypon the blifsful (hore. 
 
 B Then let my foul abforbed be. 
 While Goa doth me furrouud, 
 i/i^s a fmali ~3rop in the vufl; fsa 
 Is lod and ca>n*t be found. 
 
 ;. I long; th^ coming to behold. 
 Then fliall thy faints adore •, 
 
 Lty ardent yaiCncs can't be told. 
 So I c^aj{?.Y no more* 
 
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 :H % M N XIV., 
 
 . fhe Heavenly jerufalem, 
 
 "^ERIJMBi/VLEM, my happy home, 
 ^ i hoiv ! long' for thee I 
 /hen will my forrows have an end ? 
 Thy. jois, whzn (hall I fee ? 
 
 '. rhy wMIs are all of precious flone, 
 
 Moil gllorious to behold ? 
 :^iiy gateB arc richly fet with pearl, 
 
 ^'hy fnreets are pav*d with gold. 
 
 ' ''7 S|^i"<ic'^ 2^^ ^^^y ple^'fant green 
 ; iio' |;orhely long have been j 
 ■ougji darh'iung light, by human Cght 
 I ivs/ncvcr vet bscrt fcen. 
 
( '9 ) 
 
 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 Why ftiould I fly from thence ? 
 
 What folly 'tis that I (hould dread 
 To die and go from hence ! 
 
 5 Reach down, reach dov^n thine arm of grace 
 
 And caufe me to afcend, 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And fabbaths never end. 
 
 6 Jefus my love to glory «$ gone, 
 Him will I go and fee, 
 
 And all my brethren here below. 
 Will foon come after me. 
 
 7 My friends, I bid you all adieu, 
 I leave you in God*"* care : 
 
 And if I never more fee you, 
 Go on, ni meet you there. 
 
 8 There we (hall meet and no more part, 
 And heav'n fhall ring u'ith praife," 
 
 While Jefus* love in every heart. 
 Shall tuns the Song, free grace. 
 
 9 Millions of years around may run, 
 Our fong fliall ftill go on j 
 
 To praife the father and the fon. 
 And fpirit Three in One. 
 
 10 Vv^hen we've been there ten thoufand years 
 Bright (hiningas the fun, 
 
 We've no lefs days to fer\'e our God, 
 Than when we firll begun. 
 
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 H T M N XV/ 
 
 *The Heavenly Lover, 
 
 HE dies, the heav'nly lover dies, 
 The tidings (Irike a doleful found ! 
 On my poor heart-ftrings, deep he lies, 
 Ii) the cold caverns of the ground. 
 
 2 Come faints, and drop a tear or two> 
 On the dear bofom of your God ; 
 
 He (bed a thoufand drops for you, 
 A thoufand drops of richeft blood 1 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 
 The Lord of glory dies for menj 
 
 But lo ! what fudden joys I fee, 
 Jefus the dead, revives again! 
 
 j^ The rifing God forfakes his tomb. 
 Up to his father's court he flies *, 
 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And fliout him welcome to the fkles. 
 
 HYMN XVI. 
 
 The Freenefs of the GofpeL 
 
 ITOW free and boundlcfs Is the grac^ 
 j^ Of our redeeming God, ^^ 
 
 ExLendlng to the Greek and Jew, '^ 
 And men of every blood ! 
 
 2 The mightiefl: king, and meaneft flavi,- 
 
 May hit) rich mercy taile ,- 
 He bids the beggar and the prince, 
 
 Unto the gofpel feaft. 
 
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 3 None arc excluded thence, but thofe, 
 Who do themfelves exclude ; 
 
 Welcome the learned and polite, 
 The ignorant and rude. 
 
 4 Come then, ye men of every name, 
 Of erery rank and tongue ; 
 
 What you are willing to receive, 
 Poth unto you belong, 
 
 HYMN XVII. 
 
 Christ's Invitation, 
 
 COME brethren and fifters that love my 
 dear Lord, 
 
 1 pray give attention and ear to my word ; 
 V/hat a wonder of mercy f behol4*i3low I fee. 
 What a tender kind Savior has done for 
 
 poor me. 
 
 2 I was led by the devil till loft and diftrefs'd, 
 I tho't that in torments I foon ihould be cafl. 
 No peace to the wicked, but all miiery. 
 
 Till by faith I faw Jcfus hang, bleeding for me. 
 
 3 Oh (inner } faid Jefus, foT^^ou I havedy*d, 
 All glory to Jefus, my foul th«n repl;j;t*d : 
 The guilt was reaiOved, my foul did rejoice. 
 The blood was applied, the witnefs and voice. 
 
 4 On my low bending knees before God I 
 
 did fall, 
 All glory to Jefus, for he's all in all ; 
 The heart of this rebel was burfbed in twain, 
 Al fight cf Chrift Jefus on Calvary (lain.. 
 
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 5 There was peace now in heaven and peace 
 
 upon earth. 
 The angels rejoice at a poor fmner's birth : 
 Your fins are forgiven, my Savior did fay, 
 Oh ! witnefs kind heav'n, on this my birth 
 day. 
 
 6 My foul it was humbled, I fell to the ground 
 The time of refreihing at length I have found, 
 Oh Lord, thou haft ravifh'd my foul vvhh thy 
 
 charms, 
 Let mc die like Simeon, with Chiift in my 
 arms. 
 
 H Y M N XV ill. 
 
 Chrtflian under Darkmfs, 
 
 HOW tedious and taftelefs the hours, 
 When Jcfus no longer I fee ; 
 bwcct profpe£ls, fvireet birds and fweet flow'r«. 
 Have loit all their fweetnefs to me. 
 
 2 The mild fummcr fun fhincs but dim. 
 The fields ftrive in vain to look gay. 
 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December is plcafant as May, 
 
 3 His name yields the richeft perfume, 
 And fweeter than mufic his voice ; 
 
 His prefence difperfes my gloom ; 
 And makes all within me rejoice. 
 
 4 I (hould view him always thus nigh. 
 Have nothing to wifli and to fear ; 
 
 No monarch fo happy as I, 
 
 My fumme? would laft all the year. 
 
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 ^ Content with beholding his face. 
 
 My all to his pleafure relign ; 
 No changes of feafons or place, 
 
 Would make any change in my mind. 
 
 6 While hlefs'cl with a fenfe of his love, 
 A palace of joy would appear, 
 
 And prifons would palaces prove, 
 If Jefus would dwell with me there. 
 
 7 Lord if indeed I now am tlilne. 
 And thou art my fun and my fong, 
 
 Say why do I ianguifh and pine, 
 And why is my winter fo long ? 
 
 8 O drive thofe dark clouds from the (ky, 
 Thy foul-cheering prefence redorc. 
 
 Or take me unto thee on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
 H Y M N XiX. 
 
 T/:e peace of a young ChriJ}ian*s life and death ^ 
 
 BLEST door of blifa to weary faints. 
 Thou art, grim Death, become ; 
 Secur*'d as in a cabinet. 
 Their dufl: is in the tomb. 
 
 2 By death they enter to thofe joys. 
 Prepared for them above ; 
 
 There they are ever fv^allow'd up 
 Xxv tr\.d\zh life and love. 
 
 3 Lo { there they fee as they are fcen, 
 With clear unclouded views : 
 
 And here thev hear of ncthinr elfe 
 
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 But joyful glorious news. 
 
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 4 Anthems of joy and praifc are there, 
 With hallelujahs fung : 
 
 Who would be fond of ihis vain world, 
 This drofs, this dirt, this dung ? 
 
 5 The faints forever do behold 
 Their deareil Jefus' face; 
 
 There always they admiring are 
 Eternal, boundlefs grace. 
 
 6 They're in the houfe not made with hands, 
 In heaven eternally 
 
 They dwell, and with the rays of Chrift 
 They fiiine moft glorioufly. 
 
 7 They're freed from labor, forrow, fin, 
 From cumbrance, peril, pain ; 
 
 Then we (hall find whate'cr we did 
 For Chrift was not in vain. 
 
 8 Now heaven's work is here begun, 
 The work of finging praife — 
 
 The work and will of God in Chrift, 
 Which there will laft always. 
 
 HYMN. XX. 
 
 The Weary Traveller. 
 
 COME all ye weary travellers, 
 Now let us join and fing 
 The everlafting praifes 
 
 Of Jefus our great king. 
 We've had a tedious journey, 
 
 And very tircfome too ; 
 But fee how many dangers 
 The Lord ha? brought us through. 
 
( -^5 ) 
 
 2 At firft when Jcfus found us,. 
 He cali'd us unto him, 
 
 And pointed out the danger 
 
 Of falling into fin, 
 The world, the fleili and Satan, 
 
 Would prove a fatal fnare, 
 Unlefs v/e did reject them 
 
 By faith and humble prayer* 
 
 3 But by our dlfobedience, 
 With forravv we corifei's. 
 
 We have had long to wander. 
 
 In a dark wildcrnefs ; 
 Where wc might long have fainted^ 
 
 In that enchanted ground, 
 But now and then a clufter 
 
 Of plcafant grapes we found. 
 
 4 The pleafant fruits,of C^naan^ 
 Give life, and, joy, and peace — 
 
 Revive our drooping fplrits — 
 And love and (Irengih increafe^ 
 
 T* confcfs our Lord and mailer, 
 And run at his command. 
 
 And haften on cur journey 
 Unto the promised land. 
 
 5 With faith and hope, and. patience. 
 We *re made for to rejoice ; 
 
 And Jefus and his people 
 
 Forever are our- choice, 
 In peace and confohtion 
 
 Wc now are going on, 
 
( '^6 ) 
 The plcafing v/ay to Canaan, 
 Where Jefus Chrid is gone. 
 
 6 Sinners, why (land you idle. 
 While we do march along •, 
 Has confcience never told you 
 
 That you are going wrong, 
 Down the broad road to davknefSj 
 
 To bear an endlefs curfe ? 
 Forfakc your ways of finning. 
 
 And come and go with us. 
 
 7 But if you will refufe it, 
 We bid you all farewell ; 
 
 We*re on the road to Canaan 
 
 And you the road to hell; 
 We<re forry for to leave you. 
 
 We'd rather you would go ; 
 Come try a bleeding Savior, 
 
 And fee the waters fiow'. 
 
 o Now to the King Immortal 
 
 Be cvcrlafting praife. 
 For in his holy fervice 
 
 We long to fpend our days. 
 Till \vc arrive at Canaan 
 
 The celeflial world above. 
 With cverlafling wonder 
 
 To praife redeeming love. 
 
 H Y M N XXI. 
 
 Tie E7ijoyment of Heaven* 
 
 THINE earthly Sabbaths Lord, we lorc^ 
 ^^^x. there's a nobler reft aboTC j 
 
•( 27 ) 
 
 To that our laboring fouls afnire, 
 With ardent pangs of ftrong defire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more diftrefs. 
 Nor fin, nor hell fhall reach the place ; 
 No groans to mingle with the fongs 
 Which warble from immortal tongues, 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
 No cares to break our long repofe ; 
 No midnight fhade, no clouded fun, 
 But facrcd light, eternal noon. 
 
 HYMN XXII. 
 
 A Morning H^mn, 
 
 NOW the (hades of night are gone, 
 Now the morning light is come. 
 Lord, we would be thine to-day, 
 Drive the fhades of fin away. 
 
 2 Make our fouls as noon-day clear,. 
 Bani(h every pain and fear; 
 
 In thy vineyard Lord, to-day 
 We would labor, we would pray. 
 
 3 Keep our haughty palfions bound, 
 Rifing up and fitting down. 
 
 Going out and coming in, 
 Keep us fafc from every fin. 
 
 a When our work cf life is pafl, 
 O ! receive us then at lad : 
 Labor then will all be o*er. 
 Night of fin will be no more. 
 
( 23 > 
 HYMN XXIII. 
 
 A Hymn for Baptism. 
 
 COME yc redeemed of the Lord, 
 _ Come and obey his facred word; 
 lie dy'd and rofc again for you ; 
 What more could the Redeemer do ? 
 
 ^ We to this place are come to (how 
 What we to boundlefs mercy owe ; 
 The Savior's footfteps to explore, 
 And tread the path he trod before. 
 
 3 Eternal fpirit, heavenly dove. 
 On tlicfe baptifmal waters -nove ; 
 That we. through energy divine, 
 Hay have the fabftance with the figH,. 
 
 HYMN XX IF, 
 
 On the jvjifiness of Timg. 
 
 MY days, my weeks, my months, my years 
 Fly rapid, like the whirling fphercs, 
 Around the fteady pole : 
 Time like the tide., its motion keeps, 
 Sdll I (hall launch thofe boundlefs. deeps 
 Where endlefs sgcs roll. 
 
 2 The grave is near tlic cradle feen ; 
 Howfwift the moments pafs between, 
 
 And whifper as they fly. 
 Unthinking man] .remember thisi 
 " Thou, midft thy fublunary bllfs, 
 Mu;l groan, und gafp, and die I 
 
( 29 ) • 
 
 3 My foul attend the folcmn call 5 
 Thine earthly tents muft quickly fallj 
 
 And thou muft take thy flight 
 Beyond the vaft extenfive blue, 
 To love and fing as angels do. 
 
 Or fink in endlefs night. 
 
 4 Eternal blifs, eternahvos, 
 Hangs on this inch of time below ^ 
 
 On this precarious breath , 
 The God of nature only knows 
 Whether another year may clofe. 
 
 Ere I expire in death, 
 
 5 Long ere the fun fliall run its round. 
 I may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there in filence rot ! 
 Alas ! one hour may clofe the fcenc, 
 And ere twelve months (hall roil between 
 
 My name be quite forgot. 
 
 6 But (hall my foul be then extinct, 
 Or ceafe to live, or ceafs to think { 
 
 It cannot, cannot be ; 
 Thou, my immortal, cannot die, 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fiy. 
 
 When death (hall fet thee free ? 
 
 7 Will mercy then its arm extend ? 
 Will Jefus be thy guardian friend. 
 
 And heaven thy dwelling-place ? 
 Or (hall iiifulting fiends appear 
 To drag thee down to dark defpair. 
 
 Beyond the reach of grace ? 
 
( 30 ) 
 
 8 A heaven or hell and thefc aloncj, 
 Beyond this mortal ftatc are known, 
 
 There is no middle (late : 
 •To-day attend the call divine. 
 To-morrow maybe none of thine. 
 
 Or it may be too late. 
 
 9 O I do not pa fs this life in drcami, 
 Vad is the change, whatever it feems. 
 
 To poor unthinking men : 
 Lord, at this footftool I would bow^ 
 Bid confcience tell me plainly now, 
 
 What it will tell me then. 
 
 TD If in dcrLru£lion*s roads I ftray,^ 
 Help me to choofe that better way. 
 
 Which leads to joys on high ; 
 Thy grace impart, my guilt forgive. 
 Nor, let me ever dare to live, 
 
 Such as I dare not die, 
 
 HYMN XXV. 
 
 A ProspeB of ChrISt's Churchy 
 EHOLD a lovely vine, 
 
 Here in this defcrt ground, 
 The bloiToms (boot and promife fruit,^^ 
 Tlie tender grapes are found. 
 
 2 Its circling branches rife, 
 
 And fhade the neighboring lands.; 
 With lovely charms (lie fpreads her arms^ 
 With clufters in her handj. 
 
 3 This city can't be hid 
 Its built upon a hill ; 
 
( 3J ) 
 
 Tfic dazzling light it fliines fo bright- 
 It doth the vailies fill. 
 
 4 Ye trees which lofty ftand, 
 And ftars with fparkling light, 
 
 Tf* chriltians hear, both far and near, 
 'Tis joy to fee the fight, 
 
 5 Yc infects, feeble race. 
 
 And fifh that glide the ftream-— . 
 Ye birds that fly fecure on hi^h. 
 Repeat the joyful thcnae. 
 
 6 Ye beads that feed at home, 
 Or roam the vallies round, 
 
 With lofry voice proclaim the joy»> 
 And join the plealant found. 
 
 7 Shall feeble nature fing. 
 And man not join the lays ? 
 
 O may th/jir throats be fwell'd with noteJi. 
 And fiU'd with fongs of praifc. 
 
 S Glory to God on high. 
 
 For hh redeeming grace : 
 The bieiTed dove comes fyom above. 
 
 To feai it to our race. 
 
 H Y M N XXVI. 
 
 J^hs Chrisilans Invitation atid Dsterminathu. 
 
 COME now poor (inner, (hare a part, 
 And give the bleiTed Chriil your heart^^ 
 Come, we \7ill take you by the haric, * 
 
 Come, go with us to Canaan's land. 
 
C 3- ) 
 S hcAvc all'ycui' carnal lores and toys, 
 And feck with us thofc folid joys : 
 Per ibon in glory we (liall rife, 
 And there enjoy the lafting prize. 
 
 3 But if with us ye will not go, 
 And feck this Jefus Chrill to know j 
 Then we muft bid you all adieu, 
 Por by his grace we'll him purfuc. 
 
 H Y M Tn^ XXVIL 
 
 7he Pressure of Sin, 
 
 OTHAT my load of fm were gone — 
 O that I could at laft fubmic, 
 At Jefus' feet to lay me down, 
 To lay my foul at Jefus' feet. 
 
 2 When fhall mine eyes behold the Xamb^ 
 The God of my falvation fee ? 
 
 Weary, O Lord, thou know'il I am, 
 Yet fcill 1 cannot come to thee. 
 
 3 Reft for my foul I long to find ; 
 Savior, if mine indeed thou art. 
 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And ftamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 4 I would (but thou raufi; give the pow'r) 
 My heart were from its (ins released j 
 
 O let me fee that happy hour, 
 
 'Twill fill my foul with hcavVtIy peace* 
 
 5 Gdm^e Lord the drooping fmner cheer, 
 Let^not my Jefus long delay. 
 
 Appear in my poor heart, appear. 
 My God, my Savior, come I pray. 
 
( 33 ) 
 H Y M N XXVIir. 
 
 The rcturnlncr Peniieni's Pet'illon, 
 
 EARY of ftruggling with my pain, . 
 Hopelefs to buril my nature's chain. 
 Hardly I give the coritefi: o'er, 
 I leek to free myfelf no more. 
 
 1 From my own wc^rdjat lafl; I ceafe — 
 God that creates muft feal my peace j. 
 Fruitlefs my toil and vain my care, 
 And all my fitnefs is defpair. 
 
 3 Lord, I defpair myfelf to heal, 
 I fee my fin b^it cannot feel j 
 
 I cannot, till my fpiric bow, 
 And bid th' obedient. walsrd fiovv. 
 
 4 'Tis thine* a heart of flcfh to give, 
 Thy gifts 1 only can receive ; 
 
 Here then to thee I all reOgn.; 
 To draw, redeem' and feai is thine. 
 
 5 "With fimpis truth to thee I call. 
 My light, my life, my Lord, my all ; 
 I wait the moving of the pool— 
 
 I wait the word that fpcaks me whole. 
 
 6 Speak, gracious Lord, my ficknefs curf» 
 Make my infected nature pure ; 
 
 Peace, righteoufnefs and joy impart>. 
 And pour thyfclf into my heart. 
 
( 34 ) 
 // r M N XXIX. 
 
 Hymn for Baptism. 
 
 LET heay-fi and earth rejoice. 
 And facred anthems raife, 
 To Father, Sen, ar.d tloly Ghoft, 
 For free and fovTclgn grace, 
 
 2 Behold the fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Defcending from above, 
 
 To bring the earthly ftrangcr home. 
 Upon the wings of love, 
 
 3 O may our fouis rejoice, 
 His precepts to obey ; 
 
 Who to fulfil all righteoufnefs, 
 Marked out the humble way, 
 
 4 Thus Jefds did defcend 
 Into the liquid ftream ; 
 
 Which teaches fmncrs not to fcorn 
 V/hat him fo \ft\\ became. , 
 
 5 O may we then march on. 
 Nor fear what men (hail fay ; 
 
 Deny ourfclves and take our crcfs, 
 Since Jefus leads the tvay. 
 
 6 We dare no longer (land, 
 As neuters to the caufc ; 
 
 But by the help of grac^, we'll yield 
 ,Obcdic:n'se to thy laws. * 
 
 7 Into the vvat'ry tomb, 
 We cheerfully dcfcend i 
 
( 3S ) 
 
 III token of our faith and love, 
 To our ccleftial friend. 
 
 8 Lord meet us here this day. 
 Who come to do thy will ; 
 
 Grant us thy prefcnce, dcarcft Lord, 
 Thy promis'd grace fulfil. 
 
 9 Defcend, O heav'nly dove. 
 And wing our fouls away. 
 
 Up to that bright and happy fhore 
 Of everlafting day. 
 
 £o This day I'll make my choite 
 
 To fcrve the Lord moft high ; 
 Deny myfelf, take up the crofs. 
 
 And do it cheerfully. 
 
 H r M N XXX. 
 PRATER, 
 
 PRAYER was appointed to convey 
 The bleffings God defign'd to give 5 
 Long as they live ihould chriftians pray, 
 For only %» hile they pray they live. 
 
 2 The Chriftian's prayer, 'tis God indites, 
 He fpcaks as prompted from within, 
 
 The fpirit his petition writes. 
 
 And Chrifl receives, and gives it in. 
 
 3 And wilt thou in dead f.lence lie, 
 When Chriit ftands waiting for thy prayer ? 
 
 My foul thou hall a friend on high, 
 Arifc and try thy intcreit there. 
 
(■ 36 ) 
 
 4 If pains afni£lj if wrongs cpprefs. 
 If cares cii(tra(^^, if fears difmay, 
 
 If guilt dejects, if fins dlflrers, 
 Thy remedy's before thee — pray. 
 
 5 Tis prayer fupports the foul that's weak^ 
 Tho' thought be broken, language lame^* 
 
 Pray, if thou canft or canft not fpcak. 
 But pray with faith in Jefus* name. 
 
 ^ Depend en hini, thou canft not fail. 
 Make all thy wants and wifhes known } 
 
 Fear not, his merits mufl prevail, 
 Aflc what thou wilt, it fhall be done. 
 
 H T M N XXZl 
 
 Invitation to Sinners. 
 
 O INNERS obey the gofpcl word, 
 )^ Hifte to the fupper of your Lord : 
 Be wife to know your gracioiis day 5 
 All things are ready, come away, 
 
 2 Ready the father is to own, 
 And kifshio late returning fon : 
 Ready the loving Savior Itands, 
 
 And fpreads for you his bleeding hands. 
 
 3 Ready the fpirit of his love. 
 Is now, the ftony heart to move ; 
 T' apply and witnefs Jefus* blood 
 And wafii and fea: you fons of God.. 
 
 4 Ready for you the Angels wait, 
 To triumph in your bleft eftate ; 
 
C 37 ) 
 
 Tuning their harps by which they praifc. 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 5 Come then ye finners, to the Lord, 
 To happinefs in Chrifc reflor'd ; 
 His profferd benefits embrace. 
 
 The plenitude of gofpel grace. 
 
 6 O quit this world's delufive charms^, 
 And quickly fly to Jefus' arms ; 
 Wreftle until your God is known. 
 Till you can call the Lord your own, 
 
 HYMN XXXIL 
 
 Chri/l All-Sujicient. 
 
 LORD, whither (hall I flee. 
 That I may be fecure, 
 The law proclaims de{lru£^ion near. 
 And thunders round me roar. 
 
 2 My guilty confcience fpes-ks. 
 And tells me of my crime ; 
 
 How foolifli I have fpent my davs, 
 And wafted all my time. 
 
 3 And Satan he prefents, 
 That 'tis too late to pray : 
 
 The time and means of grace are fpent, 
 And I have loft my day. 
 
 4 Now horrors feize my m.ind, 
 With darknefs and defpair, 
 
 I muft be driv'n from earth to hell, 
 Lo where the damned are. 
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( 38 ) 
 
 5 Thefe tbo'ts diftrefs my mind, 
 And I am filled with fear, 
 
 While I am held in hard fufpence, 
 Prefumption or defpair* 
 
 6 If I continue, here, 
 I furely (hall be loft. 
 
 If I go back to fin again. 
 Damnation will be juft. 
 
 7 1*11 riik my *ternal all — 
 
 I'll proilrate on the ground, 
 Dear Jefus for one fov'reign word^. 
 To heal my mortal wound. 
 
 8 Unto thy feet I fall. 
 
 And fov^reign mercy crave, 
 Dear Jefus thou, and thou alone^ 
 Art able for to fave. 
 
 9 And whilft the Lord delays, 
 My heart begins to break. 
 
 Yet fuddenly fome joys I feel, 
 I hear a Savior fpeak : 
 
 10 " Cheer up, for I have di'd, 
 *' My precious blood is fpilt ; 
 
 •■< Behold my flowing crimfon ftreara, 
 To wafh away your guilt.'** 
 
 1 1 My fears and grief and guilt. 
 Bid inftantly depart, 
 
 Strange and furprifingly I felt, 
 Wrapt in my Savior's heart, 
 
 1 2 Strangely my ftate was chang^dv 
 And i began to fing, 
 
( 39 ) 
 
 All glory to thCvGod of love. 
 Who doth fuch f«rectnefs bring, 
 
 13 I'll praifc thee while I live — 
 I'll praife thee when Idle — 
 
 1*11 praife thee when I rife again, 
 And to eternity, 
 
 H Y M N XXXI I L 
 
 The Chryiian's Enquiry ^^ 
 
 ^rir^lS a point I long to know, 
 J_ Oft it caufes anxious thought. 
 
 Do 1 love the Lord or no^ 
 Am I his or am I not ? 
 
 2 If I love, why am I thus ? 
 
 Why this dull and lifelefs frame ? 
 Hardly fure can they be worfe, 
 Who have never heard thy name. 
 
 3 Could my heart fo hard remain, 
 Pray*r a talk and burden prove, 
 
 Ev'ry trifle give me pain, 
 If I knew a Savior's love. 
 
 4 When I turn my eyes within, 
 All is darknefs, vain and wild, 
 
 lFill*d with unbelief and fin, 
 Can I deem myfelf a child ? 
 
 5 If I pray, or hear, or read. 
 Sin is mix^d with all I do ; 
 
 You v/ho love the Lord indeed. 
 Tell rne — is it thus with you ? 
 
 B2 
 
( 40 ) 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my ftubborn will, 
 Find my fin a grief and thrall^ 
 
 Should I grieve at what I feel. 
 If I did not love at all ? 
 
 7 Should I joy his faints to meet, 
 Choofe the way I once abhor'd. 
 
 Find at times the promife fweet. 
 If I did not love the Lord ? 
 
 8 Lord decide this doubtful cafe. 
 Thou who art the people^s fun. 
 
 Since upon thy work of grace. 
 If indeed it be begun. 
 
 9 Let me love thee more and more, 
 If I love at all. Ml pray. 
 
 If I have not lov'd before, 
 Help me to begin this day, 
 
 H r M N XXXIV. 
 
 Hymn to clofe Public Worjhip^ 
 
 DISMISS us with thy bleffing Lord, 
 Help us to feed upon thy word ; 
 All that has been amifs forgive. 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2 Tho' we are evil, thou art good ; 
 Wafh all our works in Jefus' blood ; 
 Give every fetterM foul releafe. 
 And bid us all depart in peace, 
 
 3 O ! let a lafting union join 
 My foul to Chrift the living vine : 
 
( 41 ) 
 
 Arid faints below and faints above, 
 JoinM by his fpirit and his love. 
 
 HYMN XXXV, 
 
 The Judgment Hymn, 
 
 THE great tremendous day's approaching, 
 That awful fcene is drawing nigh j 
 Was long foretold by ancient prophets, 
 Decreed from all eternity. 
 
 2 But, O ! my foul, reflecl and wonder t 
 That awful fcene is drawing near. 
 
 When you (hail fee* that great tranfat^ion. 
 When Chrift in judgment (hall appear, 
 
 3 See nature ftand all in amazement. 
 To hear the laft loud trumpet found, 
 
 Arife ye dead and come to judgment ! 
 Ye nations of the world around. 
 
 4 Loud thunder rumbling thro* the concave ; 
 Bright forked lightnings part the (kies ; 
 
 The heavens a (haking, the earth a quaking, 
 The gloomy fight attrarts mine eyes. 
 
 5 The orbit lamps all veil'd in fackcloth. 
 No more their fhining circuits run ; 
 
 The wheel of time ftopt in a moment ; 
 Eternal things are now begun. 
 
 6 Huge mofly rocks and tow'ring mountains 
 . Over their tumbling bafes roar j 
 
 The raging ocean all in commotion, 
 Is hov'ring round her frighted fliorc, 
 B 3 
 
( 42 ) 
 
 7 Green turfy grave-yards, & tombs of marble^ 
 Give up their dead, both fmall and great i 
 
 See the whole world both faints and finners, 
 Are coming to the judgment feat. 
 
 8 See Jefus on the throne of juftice. 
 Come thundering down the parted fkies. 
 
 With countlefs armies of fhining angels, 
 With Hallelujahs, fhout for joy, 
 
 9 Bright fhining ftreams from his awful 
 
 prefence, 
 His face ten thouCand (iins out-fhine. 
 Behold him coming in pow'r and glory, 
 Tq meet him ail his faints combine. 
 
 10 Go forth ye heralds with fpccd like lighte- 
 
 ning, 
 Cail in your faints from diftant lands, 
 Thofe that my blood from hell hath ranfom'ci, 
 Whofe names in life's fair book do iland. 
 
 1 1 O come ye blefTed of my father. 
 The purchafe of m.y dying love ; 
 
 Receive the crowns of life and glory 
 Which are laid up for you above. 
 
 12 For your dear fouls which have contlnu'J 
 With me, and my temptations bore, 
 
 I have provided for you a kingdom. 
 To reign with me for evermore. 
 
 13 There's flowing fountains of living water^ 
 No ficknefs, pain, nor death to fear ; 
 
 No forrow, fighing, no tears, no weeping 
 Shall ever have admittance here. 
 
( 4J ) 
 
 14 But how will finners (land and tremble, 
 Vv'hen juftice calls them to the bar ; 
 
 Thofe that rtjeS: his ofFer'd mercy, 
 Their everlaftitig doom to hear. 
 
 15 See juftice now with indignation, 
 Calling aloud for finners blood ; 
 
 Thoie that have flighted ofFer'd mercy, 
 And cTUcify'd the fon of God. 
 
 16 Depart from me ye curfed finners ! 
 My face you never more {hall fee : 
 
 Be banifh'd from my peaceful prefence. 
 To endlefs woe and mifery. 
 
 1 7 Each guihy foul then ftruck^with horror 
 And anguifh throbbing in their brcafts. 
 
 Forever doom'd to endlefs forrow, 
 And never more to hope for reft. 
 
 18 Come finners here's a faithful warning ! 
 Return to Jefas while you may ; 
 
 For he is ready to forgive you. 
 Or elfe you muft depart away. 
 
 HYMN XXXVI. 
 
 Gethsemane. 
 
 GREAT high prieft we view the ftooplng 
 V/ith our names upon thy breaft ; 
 In the garden groaning, drooping, 
 To the ground, with forrow preft. 
 
 2 "Weeping angels ftood confounded, 
 To behold their maker thus j 
 B 4 
 
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 ( 44 ) 
 
 And can we remain unwounded, 
 When we know 'twas all for us f 
 
 3 On the crofs thy body broken 
 Cancels every penal tie ; 
 
 Tempted fouls produce the token. 
 All demands to fatisfy. 
 
 4 All is finiih'd, do not doubt it, 
 But believe your dying Lord, 
 
 Never reafon more about it, 
 Only take him at his v/ord. 
 
 5 Lord we fain would truft thee folely, 
 *T\vas for us thy blood was fpilt ; 
 
 Bruifed bridegroom, take us wholly. 
 Take and make us what thou wilt. 
 
 6 Thou haft borne the bitter fentence 
 Paft on man's devoted race ; 
 
 True belief and true repentance. 
 Are thy gifts, thou God of grace. 
 
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 HYMN XXXVIL 
 
 The true Penitent, 
 ARK ! hear the found on earth is found. 
 
 My foul delights to hear 
 Of dying Icve, that's from above, 
 Of pardon bought fo dear. 
 
 2 God's minifters like flames of fira 
 Arc paffing through the land, 
 
 The voice is hear " repent and fear> 
 " King Jefus is at hand." 
 
_ _ ( 45 ) 
 
 3- God's chirlots they, no longer {l:ay, 
 They're mounted on the truth ; 
 
 The faints in pray'r, cry Lord draw near, 
 Have mercy on the youth. 
 
 4 Young converts fing and praifc their king 
 And blsfs God's holy name ; 
 
 Whilft older faints, true penitents 
 Rejoice to join the theme. 
 
 5 God grant a fhower of his great pciv^r 
 On .every aching heart, 
 
 Who linQerely to Gcd do cry. 
 That they m^y have' a part. 
 
 6 Come lovely youth embrace the truth, 
 Azrec with one accord, 
 
 And ufe your tongues v/nue you are young. 
 In praifing of the Lord. 
 
 H Y M N XXXVm. 
 
 AHymnfcr a young Convert. 
 "VT" J'HEN converts firft begin to fing 
 
 V ▼ 7 heir happy fouls are on the wing ! 
 Their theme is all redeeming love. 
 Fain would they be with Chrift above. 
 2 With admiration they beheld, 
 The love of Chrift that car.*t be told. 
 They view themfelves upon the fhore, 
 And think the battle all is o'er. 
 , 3 They feel themfelves quite free from pain, 
 And think their enemies are flaiii, 
 
( 46 ) 
 
 They make no doubt but all is v/eli. 
 And Satan is caft down to hell. 
 
 4 They wonder why old faints don't fing^ 
 And make the heav'nly arches ring — 
 Ring v;ith melodious joyful foun4, 
 Becaufe a prodigal is found. 
 
 5 But 'tis not long before they feel 
 Their feeble fouls begin to reel, 
 
 1 hey think their former hopes are vain-, 
 For they are bound in Satan's chain. 
 
 6 The morning that did (bine fo bright, 
 Is turned to the (hades of night j 
 Their harps that did with mufic iing, 
 Are now untun'd in ev'ry firing. 
 
 7 Oh ! fcclifh child, why didfi: thou boafl 
 In the enlargement of thy coaft, 
 
 Why dofc thou think to fly away, 
 Before thou leav'ft this feeble clay ? 
 
 3 Come take up arms and face the field. 
 Come gird on harnefs, fword and fliield, 
 »Stand fall in faith, fight for your king, 
 And foon the vi£l'ry you fhall win. 
 
 9 When Satan comes to tempt your, j«inds, 
 Then meet him with thefe biefled lines — 
 For Chrill our Lord has fwept the field^ 
 And we're determin'd not to yield. 
 
( 47 ) 
 H Y M N XXXIX. 
 
 ChnJTs Invitation to his Spouse. 
 
 \ RISE my dear love, my undefil'ddove, 
 ^/~j|^ I hear my dear Jefus to fay, 
 The winter is pail, the fpring*s come at laft, 
 
 My love, my dove come away. 
 
 2 The earth that is green is fair to be feen, 
 The little birds chirping do' fay, 
 
 That they do rejoice in each other's voice, 
 My love, ray dove come away. 
 
 3 All fmiling in iove the young turtle dove 
 The flower appearing in May, 
 
 All fpeak forth the praife of th« ancient of 
 days, 
 My love my dove come away. 
 
 4 Come away from th' world^s cares, thofe 
 
 troublefome fnares 
 That follow by night and by day — 
 That you may be free from the troubles, 
 
 that bej 
 My love, my dove, come away. 
 
 5 Come away from all fear that troubles you 
 
 * .; here. 
 Come into my arms he doth fay. 
 That you may be clear from the trotibles ^o.n 
 fear — 
 My lave my dove come away. 
 
 B i 
 
/ 
 
 ( 48 ) 
 
 6 Come away from all pride, from ihzt ra- 
 
 ging tide. 
 That makes you fall out by the way — 
 Come learn to be meek and your Jefcs tofeek, 
 Ivly love, my dove come away. 
 
 7 As t* you that are old, and wliofe heart* 
 
 are grown coid, 
 Your Jefus inviting doth fay- 
 That he's heard your cries in the north coun- 
 My love, my dove come away. (tries, 
 
 8 As t* you that are young, your hearts they 
 
 are (Irong, 
 Your Jefus invites you away ; 
 From antichrifi's charms to your Jefus' kind 
 
 arms. 
 My love, my dove come away. 
 
 9 And as to-the youth that have known the 
 
 truth/ 
 Whofe hearts they have led you aftray, 
 Come hear to his voice and your hearts fhal' 
 
 rejoice, 
 My love, my dove come away. 
 
 I o My dear children all come hear to my call. 
 
 While I Hand knocking and fay — 
 My head's wet with dew ray children for you, 
 My Icve, my dove come away. 
 
 I I My fatlings are kill'd, my table is filled, 
 My maidens attending do fay — 
 
 There's wine on the lees as much as ybu pleafe. 
 My love, my coye com-; away. 
 
( 49 ) 
 12 Come travel the road that leads you to 
 
 God. . , ; 
 
 For it is a bii'^ht fhining way ; 
 Come run up aiul down my errands upon, 
 My love my dove come av/ay. 
 
 H Y M N XL, 
 
 The Union. 
 
 'T~^ROM whence doth this union arife, 
 £/ That hatred is conquer'd by love ? 
 It fadens our fouls in fuch ties. 
 
 That nature and time can't remove. 
 
 1 It cannot in Eden be found. 
 
 Nor vet in a Paradife loil ; 
 It grows on Immanuel's ground. 
 
 And Jefus' denr blood it did coft; 
 
 3 My friends are fo dear unto me, 
 Our hearts all united in love ; 
 
 Where Jefus is gone we ihall be. 
 In yonder bleft manfions above. 
 
 4 O ! why then io loath for to part 
 Since we (hall ere long meet agaiu, 
 
 Engrav'd on Jmmanul's heart, 
 A dillance we cannot remain 
 
 5 And when we (Iiali fre that bright day^ 
 And join with the angels above. 
 
 Leaving thoK vile bodies of cli", 
 United with Jefus in lovi, 
 
 B.7 
 
' . ( so ) 
 
 5 With Jefas we ever (hall reign, 
 
 And all his bright glory fhall fee, 
 Singing hallelujahs, amen, 
 Amen, even ib let it be. 
 
 HYMN XLL 
 
 Christ's Refurre^ion. 
 
 CHRIST our Lord is rifen to-dr.y 
 Our triumphant holy way — 
 Who fo lately on the crofs, 
 Suffer''d to redeem our iofs. 
 
 2 In our pafchal joys arirl feafi: 
 Let the Lord of life be bleft, 
 Let the holy three be prais'd, 
 And to heav'n our fongs be raisMj, 
 
 3 Chriii our Lord is rifen to-day, 
 Chrifc our light, our life cur way. 
 The objeti of our love and faith. 
 Who by dying conquered death. 
 
 4 The holy mari'yrs early came 
 To weep o'er the Savior*s tomb \ 
 Two bright angels did appear, 
 \Vho faid Jefus is not here, 
 
 5 Where is he, O tell us where, 
 His bicfled relidence declare \ ^ 
 Jefus fcek among the dead, 
 
 Far from thefe dark regions fled« 
 
 6 Fird the facred place behold, 
 
 In rapture your dear Lord unfold ; 
 Then lift your eyes and raife your voice^ 
 li) fongs of praife we will rejoice. 
 
( 5' ) 
 
 7 Hafteye fen- ales from the fighfj* 
 Make to Gallike your flight. 
 And to his difciplf s fay, 
 Jefas Chriil is ris'n to-day. 
 
 '8 Heralds of our joy to you, ; 
 Grateful thanks and love arc due ; 
 With fongs to God and praifes high. 
 We'll together magnify. 
 9 The crofs is pad the crown is won. 
 The ranfom paid and death's (ling gone ^ 
 Let us feaft, and fing, 2«d fay, 
 "jefus Chrift is ris'n to-day. 
 
 HYMN XLII. 
 
 ChriJTs Sufferings^ 
 
 THRO'OUT our Savior's life we trace 
 Nothing but (hame and deep dii*grac-i 
 No period ^\(c was feen. 
 Till he a fpotlefs vi£lim fell, 
 Tafting in foul a painful hell, 
 Caus'd by the creature fm. 
 
 2 On the cold ground methinks I fecj, 
 My Jefus kneel and pray for me ; 
 
 V For this I'll him adore ; 
 Seiz'd with a chilly fvveat thro'out, 
 Blood drops did force their palTage out^ 
 Thro' ev'ry opening pore. 
 
 3 A crown of thorns his temples borei 
 His back with lafhes all was tore, 
 
 B 8 
 
( s^ ) 
 
 Till one the bones might fee ! 
 Mocking they pufh'd him here and thcrCj 
 Marking his way with blood and tears, 
 
 Prefs'd by fin's heavy tree. 
 
 4 Thus up the hill he painful came. 
 Round hini they mock'd and made their gamc^ 
 
 At length his crofs they rear — 
 And can you fee the mighty God 
 Cry out beneath (in^s heavy load. 
 
 Without one thankful tear ? 
 
 5 Thus veiled in hurrianity, 
 
 He dies with anguifn on the tree ; 
 
 What tongue his grief can tell ? 
 The {hudd*ring rocks their heads decline, 
 The morning fun refused to (hirie. 
 
 When the redeemer itll. 
 
 6 Shout brethren, (hoxit with fongsdivinej 
 He drank the gall to give us wine 
 
 To quench our parching thirft r 
 Seraphs advance your voices high'r. 
 Bride of the Lamb, unite the choir, 
 
 To praifc your precious Chrift. 
 
 H Y M N XLIIL 
 
 Onginal Sift ; cr, the jirjl and second Adam. 
 
 ADAM, our father and our head, 
 Tranfgrefs'd, and juflice doom'd u% 
 dead, 
 The fiery law fpeaks ail defpair. 
 
 There's no reprieve nor pardon therec 
 
( 53 ) 
 
 2 Call a bright council in the ikies ; 
 Seraphs the mighty and the wife, 
 
 Speak ; are you ftrong to bear the load. 
 The weighty vengeance of a God. 
 
 3 In vain v;s aflc ; for all around 
 
 . Stand filent througji the heavenly ground-) 
 There's not a glorious mind above, 
 Has half the ftrength or half the love. 
 
 4 But O ! unmeafurabje grace ! . . 
 The eternal fon takes Adam's place; 
 
 Down to our world the Savior. flies. 
 Stretches his naked arms and dies. 
 
 5 Amazing work I look down ye ficies. 
 Wonder and gaze with all your eyes ; 
 
 Ye faints below and faints above, 
 All bow to this myfterious love. 
 
 -"h y m n xuv. 
 
 Running the Chrifl'ian race. Phil. iii. 12, 14, 
 
 AWAKE, my foul flretch every nerve. 
 And prefs with vigor on : 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 a Tis God's all animating voice, 
 
 That calls thee from on high: 
 Tis his own hand prefents the prize 
 
 To thine afpiring eve. 
 
 J A cloud of witueiTcs around 
 Hold thee ia full furvev ; 
 B 9* 
 
( 54 ) 
 Fcrget the fteps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Blefs^d Savior, introduced by th£Ci> 
 
 Have we pur race begun ; 
 And crown'd with vi6tory, zt thy feet 
 
 We lay our laurels down. 
 
 HYMN XLV. 
 
 j4 Sottas FarewelL 
 
 T HEAR the gofpel',3 joyful found, 
 |_ An organ I iTiall be, 
 For to found forth redeeming: l-ove. 
 And iinner's mifery. 
 
 2 Honored parents fare you well, 
 
 My Jefus doth me call ; ^y^ 
 
 I leave you here w;th GoA until ^^r 
 I meet you once for all. 
 
 3 Vv'ith due afre£lions Til forfak^ 
 My parents z\\<^ their houfe. 
 
 And io the wildernefs betake. 
 To pay the Lord my vows. 
 
 4 Then thro' the wildernefs I'll run, 
 Preaching the gofpel free j 
 
 O be not anxious for your fen, 
 The Lord will comfort me. 
 
 ^ And if through preaching I {liall gain 
 
 True fubjecls to my Lord, 
 'T'^'ii! more than recompenfe my pain, 
 
 Xq Ice them love his word, 
 
( 55 ) 
 
 6 My foul doth wifh Mount Sion well. 
 
 Whatever becomes of me : 
 There my bed friends and kindred dwell, 
 
 Aiid there I long to be. 
 
 HYMN XLVI. 
 
 Hymn for the Lord^s Supper. 
 
 JESUS once for finners flain. 
 From thie dead was raisM again, 
 And in heaven is now fat down, 
 "With his father on the throne. 
 
 2 There he reigns a king fupreme. 
 We (hall alfo reign with him ; 
 Feeble fouls be not difmay'd, 
 Truft in his Almighty aid. 
 
 3 He has made an end of fin, 
 AndJ^ blood has wa{li*d us clean ; 
 Fe^BPet, he is ever near, 
 
 Now, e'en now he's with us here. 
 
 4 Thus afiembling, we by faith, 
 Till he come, fhow forth his death 5 
 Of his body bread's the fign, 
 
 And we drink his blood in wine. 
 
 5 Bread thus broken aptly (hews. 
 How his body God did bruife : 
 "When the grape's rich blood we fee, 
 Lord, we then remember thee. 
 
 6 Saints on earth and faints above, 
 Celebrate his dying love, 
 
 And let every ranfom'd fou), 
 Sound his praife from pole to pole. 
 
/ , ( 5§ ) 
 HYMN XLVIT. 
 
 Come and welcome to Jesus Christ. 
 
 COME ye Tinners poor and wretched. 
 Weak and wounded, fick and fore, 
 Jefus ready ftands to fave you. 
 
 Full of pity joined with power : 
 He is able, he is aWe, he is able. 
 He is willing, doubt no more, 
 
 2 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, 
 God*s free bounty glorify, 
 
 True belief and true repentance. 
 Every grace that brings us nigh ; 
 
 Without money, without money, without 
 money, . 
 Come to Jefus Chrifl and buy. 
 
 3 Let not confcience make you Hnge^^J 
 Nor of fitnefs fondly dream ; 
 
 All the fitnefs he requireth, 
 
 Is to fell your need of him ; 
 This he gives you, this he gives you, this he 
 
 pives vou, 
 'Tis the fpirit's rifing beam. 
 
 4 Come ye weary he?.vy laden. 
 Bruis'd and mangled by the fall ; 
 
 If you tarry till you're ])etter. 
 
 You will v.ftvQX come at all ; 
 Not the ri;:'hteous, not the riohteou?. not the 
 
 righteous, 
 Sinners Jefus come to Call, 
 
( 57 ) 
 
 ^ View him grov*ling In the garden, 
 
 Lo your maker proftratc lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him. 
 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 It is finifti'd, it is finiftiM, it is finifh'd I 
 Sinners will not this fuffice ? 
 
 6 Lo th' Incarnate God afcended. 
 Pleads the merits of his blood *, 
 
 Venture on liim, venture wholly, 
 
 Let no other truft intrude, 
 None but Jefus, none but Jefus, none but 
 
 Jefus, 
 Can do helplefs finners good. 
 
 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert, 
 Sing the praifes of the Lamb ; 
 
 blifsful feats of heaven 
 echo with his name, 
 1^ hallelujah, hallelujah, 
 Sinners Ecrt may fing the fame, 
 
 HYMN XLVIIL 
 
 Tk<: cor,defcending Love and Mercy of God in 
 fallen mans redemption. 
 
 GOD'S power and wifdom is difplay'd 
 In ev^ry thing his hancj^ have made ; 
 But mere his mercy and his grace, 
 In faving fallen Adam's race. 
 
 2 The matchlefs grace and love of God| 
 Appears in fhedding of his Wood, 
 For poor apoftate Adam's feed, 
 ^Tis condefcending love indeed. 
 
^ 58 ) 
 
 3 Methlnks I heard his father fay, 
 •■* The utmoft farthing you fliall pay • 
 *« My injur'd juftice mult have right, 
 *' I can't abate one fmglc mite. 
 
 4 '< Since you efpoufe the fmner's caufe, 
 ** You muft fulfil my righteous laws •, 
 " Altho' you are my darling fon, 
 *' I will have right and juftice done." 
 
 5 Hark ! how the Savior then reply'd j 
 *' Since juftice muft be fatisfy'd, 
 ** I am your moft obedient fon : , 
 ** My father let thy will be done I 
 
 6 " I give myfelf into thy hands, 
 ** Let juftice have its full demands ; 
 <* If all my blood will pay the debt, 
 " Man fha'nt be loft for want of thajjj, 
 
 7 *' If that my life will but atone 
 •* For the offence that man has done 
 ** I freely will refign my breath, 
 
 *' To fave their precious fouls from death.'" 
 
 8 Amidft his forrows for a fpace, 
 His father hid his fmiling face. 
 Which did extort fuch bitter cries 
 As fill'd all nature with furprife. 
 
 9 Thofe piercing words, Eliy Eli, 
 Likewife Lama sahachthtni ! 
 Which our expiring Lord did fpeak, 
 They made the univerfe to fhake. 
 
 10 Well might the fun its glory veilj 
 And ev'ry thing in nature faiU 
 
( 59 ) 
 
 >4nd blufh, had they but eyes to fee 
 Their maker hanging on a tree. 
 
 1 1 What adamantine hearts of flone 
 Could hear our Savior's dying groan, 
 And not lament in any fliape, 
 Except fome harden'd reprobate ? 
 
 12 How could the fpotlefsLamb cf God, 
 Confent to fpill his precious blood : 
 
 To fave a ftubborn guilty wretch ? 
 'Twas love indeed without a match ! 
 
 13 O ! what is fin, that fpawn of hell ? 
 Its dreadful nature who can tell ? 
 
 No man on earth, nor Gabriel's tongue. 
 Can e'er exprefs what fin has done. 
 
 14 Gods' grace and love to fallen mari, 
 Ourhunjan reach can never fcan ! 
 
 An iJ^el's tongue can fay no more, 
 •It i^^iea without a ihore. 
 
 15 Arife ye ftupid fouls, and view 
 What your dear Lord has done for you j 
 And fpend the remnant of your days 
 In ftriving to advance his praife, 
 
 J 6 The Father, Son and Spirit too, 
 All praife and honor are their due, 
 From fpotlefs angels round the throne. 
 And human creatures ev'ry one. 
 
 H T M N XLIX. InvitatiQiu 
 
 c 
 
 OME and tafle along with mc, 
 Confohtions running free , 
 
( 6o ) 
 
 From ray Father's worthy home, 
 Sweeter than the honey comb. 
 
 2 Wherefore fhould I thirfl: alone. 
 Two are better flill than one j 
 More that comes of free good will, 
 Makes the bargain fweeter ftill, 
 
 3 Saints in glory fmg aloud. 
 For toffee an heir of God ; 
 Coming in at heaven's door. 
 Making up the number more. 
 
 4 Goodnefs running like a ftream, 
 Through the new Jerufalem ; 
 
 By it=j conftant breaking forth, 
 Sweetens earth and heaven both. 
 
 5 Though my body do its beft. 
 For to keep me off from Chrift 5 
 See the trcafure coming in, 
 Deftin'd to the port of fin, 
 
 6 Sinful nature, lurking vice, 
 Cannot flop the run of grace ; 
 Whilft there is a God to give. 
 And a finner to receive. 
 
 7 When I go to heaven's ftore, 
 Afivlngfor a little more; 
 Jofeph gives a double fliare, 
 Calling me a gleaner there. 
 
 8 Then I go rejoicing home. 
 From the banquet of perfume y 
 Gleaning manna on the road. 
 Dropping from the mouth of God, 
 
( 6r ) 
 
 9 Heaven here and heaven there, 
 Comforts growing every where 
 This I boldly can atteft, 
 That my foul has got a tr.de. 
 
 H Y M. N L. 
 
 The iruU cnllghlcned foul in the valley of httrfiU' 
 laiion^ humhhj r?jignsd at the foot <cf a fove- 
 
 THE man that.vie^vs his guilt and Cm 
 "\7ith clear enllghten'd eyes, 
 Ke feec.how vile a v/retch he*s been, 
 And down in dud he lies, 
 
 2 "vVith humble, low fubmifnon 'tis 
 His foul is bro*t to fay, 
 
 That God the fov'reign pot'er is, 
 And he but worthlefs ci.iy. 
 
 3 His views are juil and adequate. 
 He fees it would be right. 
 
 If God fliould fix his future ilate 
 In black, eternal night. 
 
 4 He gives it in both free and frank, 
 His all he then refigr.s, 
 
 He's willirpr row to lign the I^'ank, 
 And God fnculd write the^ lines. 
 
 5 But yet he^ can t defpair of grace. 
 He wrefiles with his God, 
 
 ^nd begs his preclou? foul might taile 
 The merits of his blood. 
 
( 62 ) 
 
 6 He pleads the merits of the Laml^j 
 That his poor foul may live ; 
 
 He can't be willincy to be damn'd. 
 Such language he doth give. 
 
 7 '« The fouls condemn'd to endiefs flames 
 " Blafpheme the God above, 
 
 «•' While heav'nly faints in highed drains, 
 '* Do praife redeeming love. 
 
 8 '< Should I be doom'd to endiefs woe, 
 " To burn forever more, 
 
 ** 'T would never pay the debt I owe, 
 ." Nor cancel all the fcore. 
 
 9 " Ten million years in fire and fmoke=, 
 " Amidft the livid flame, 
 
 '•^ Will gain no credit on thy book, 
 <• The debt is ftill the fame. 
 
 10 <' But if by Ghrift my foul is freed. 
 He will my furety ftand, 
 
 And every mite will then be paid, 
 "'• V^^hich juftice can demand. 
 
 11 ^« If fuch a brand of fire as I, 
 
 '* Should now be pluck'd from hellj, 
 <' How would the wmged feraphs fly, 
 *' Such bleffed news to tell. 
 
 12 '^ To Father Son, and Holy Ghoft, 
 «' What Glory would redound ? 
 
 Hovt^ wcm:! i the fporlefs heav'nly hoft, 
 "•* i'hcn- golden trumpets found ? 
 
 13 «' Muft I defpair of future blifs, 
 <* And i'o withdraw my fuit ? 
 
 4C 
 
( 63 ) 
 
 ^« No, God forbid, fince mercy is 
 «' Thy darling attribute. 
 
 14 *« My ardent cries (liall ftili afcend, 
 '^ While I have ppwer to fpeak, 
 
 " And if I perifli in the end, 
 «« I'll die beneath thy feet." 
 
 15 The man that's brought to fuch a cafe, 
 God won't his fuit deny j 
 
 But he will give him faving grace, 
 And lift his foul on high. 
 
 16 The one in three, and three in one, 
 All glory is their due, 
 
 From beings far above the fun, 
 And human creatures too. 
 
 HYMN LI. 
 
 Fieius cf Heavenly Glory, 
 
 NO pen can write that fweet delight. 
 Nor human tongue exprefs ; 
 There's none believes, nor can conceive 
 That joy and happinefs. 
 
 2 That great degree now fliewn to me, 
 Of future joy and peace ; 
 
 When they're reveal'd and not conceal'^ 
 My life doth almoft ceafe. 
 
 3 r.icrnal {ongo cf praifc belong 
 To Chrift my Savior dear ; 
 
 And I mull fing to Chrift my king, 
 And honor him with fear. 
 
( 64 ) 
 
 4 When I (it down, to view that erov/n , 
 Laid up for mc above. 
 
 To meditate and contemplate . 
 On God's eternal love. — 
 
 5 My foul doth leap to think how deep. 
 My Savior*s love hath been ; 
 
 I'm carry 'd out in thoughrs devout. 
 On things that are unfeen., 
 
 6 This real view appears fo true, 
 That Jefus is- the man 
 
 That did agree with God for mc, 
 Before the world began. 
 
 7 Lord when (hall we like angels be. 
 And travel thro* the air ; 
 
 And all thy hod travel this courfe, 
 And meet together there ? 
 
 H Y M N Lll. 
 
 A Prcfpeci of Heaven. 
 
 r THEN. God on high fhall magnify, 
 V His everlafting love ; 
 And fend for m.c to let me fee 
 My heritage above — 
 
 2 Then I (hall rife above the ftciec, 
 In praifing God with fongs ; 
 
 The feraphs they'll (hew us the v.-ay, 
 Where all the angels throng. 
 
 3 \ Then I (hall fiiine in light divine, 
 
 iMore than the morning fair, 
 
The Father, Son, and Spirit one^ 
 And I<m a chofen heir. 
 
 4 There fee and feel what they'l reveal^ 
 
 With pleafure and delight 5 
 Then furely theyl their joys unveil. 
 
 And treafures infinite. 
 
 CONTINUED, 
 
 HYMN UII. 
 
 LORD, when fliall we mount up to thee 
 J Upon the wings of grace. 
 And fee thy bright and lilly white, 
 And ruddy, rofy face — 
 
 2 And be fo near that we can hear 
 Thy ravifhing fweet voice, 
 
 And talk with thee forever free 
 And in thy love rejoice. 
 
 3 And dwell above in flames of love, 
 Where heart and all fliall melt — 
 
 Where love like ftrcams and light like beams, 
 Through ages fliall be felt. 
 
 4 Where thou art fcen and I fiiall kan. 
 Forever on thy breaft, 
 
 And dwell above in flames of love. 
 And be thy heav'nly gueft. 
 
 5 Where heart and mind fliall all be joined 
 With thoufands round thy throne, 
 
 And fliall unite in fweet delight. 
 That now is much unknown. 
 
( 66 ) 
 
 6 In that bright place where we thy face- 
 Shall fee in glory (hine, 
 
 And drink new wine frefli from the vine. 
 And be forever thine. 
 
 7 Amen, amen, the angels cry, 
 Salvation is his due, 
 
 And we to all eternity. 
 His praifes fhall renew, 
 
 HYMN LTV. 
 
 Death and Eternity, 
 
 MY thoughts, that often mount the Ikies, 
 Go fearch the world beneath. 
 Where nature all in ruin lies, 
 And owns her fovereign death. 
 
 2 The tyrant how he triumphs here. 
 His trophies fprcad around ! 
 
 And heaps of duft awd bones appear 
 Through all the hollow ground, 
 
 3 Thofe fkulis, what ghaftly figures now ! 
 How loathfome to the eyes ! 
 
 Thofe are the heads we lately knew 
 So beauteous and fo wife. 
 
 4 But where the fouls thofe deathlefs things 
 That left their dying clay ? 
 
 My thoughts now ftretch out all your wingSj^ 
 And trace eternity I i 
 
 5 O that unfathomable fea f 
 Thofe deeps without a (hore ! 
 
 V/here living waters gently play, 
 Or fiery billows roat. 
 
( 67 ) 
 
 6 There we fball fwim in heavenly blifsj, 
 Or (ink in flaming waves. 
 
 While the pale carcafe breathlefs lies 
 Among the iilent graves. 
 
 7 "Prepare Up Lord, for thy right hand, 
 *' Then come the joyful day, 
 
 V Come death, and fome celellial band , 
 '* To bear our fouls away.'' 
 
 H Y M N LY. 
 
 ^he Loving Kindness ofth^ Lord, Ifai. Ixiii. 7° 
 
 A WAKE my foul, in joyful lays, 
 ,r\^ And fing the great redecm^er's praife 3 
 He juilly clAini3 a long from me, 
 His lQ.ving kindneii, O how free i 
 
 2 He favv me ruin'd in the Fail, 
 Yet loy*d me notwithftandlng all ; 
 He favM me from my ioO: eftate. 
 His loving kindnefs, O how great I 
 
 3 Tho' numerous holls of mighty foes, 
 Tho" eartji and hell my v^.rf oppofe, 
 He fafely leads my foul along, 
 
 His loving kindnefs, O hov/ ilrong N 
 
 4 When trouble like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gather'-d thick, and thunder'd loudj 
 He near my foul hasaUvays flood. 
 
 His loving kindnefs, O how good! 
 
 5 Often I feel my Hnful h'^art, 
 •"^fonefrom my Jefii-s to depart j 
 
.( 63 ) 
 But tho' I have him oft forgot, 
 His loving kindneTs changes not, 
 
 6 Soon fliall I pafs the gloomy vale, 
 Soon uli my mortal pov/ers muft fail 5 
 Oh ! may my Lill expiring breath, 
 His loving kindnei's fing iii death ! 
 
 7 Then let me mount and foar away. 
 To the bright v/or Ids of endlcfs day ; 
 And lii:g with rapture and furprife. 
 His loving kindnefs in the fkics. 
 
 HYMN LVI. 
 
 GOD^S Love to Vis Saints. 
 
 '7k iTY God above with fmiles of love, 
 ^^Vj. -^"d bHfsful vi'ords will fay, 
 «• Thoftf faints of mine did once incline, 
 « From my commands to llray : 
 
 2 " But Chriit my fon, my only one, 
 " Was wounded for their (ins j 
 
 «' So for his fake Ml pity take, 
 " And make them v/elcome in. 
 
 3 '^Tll make . them heirs and give them 
 
 Ihares, 
 <' And they fhall live with me : 
 " I'll give them crowns inftead of frov/ns, 
 " And joys eternally." 
 
 4 I have a robe above the globe, 
 Which Jefus gave to me ; 
 
 *Tis clean and white, it's pure and bright, 
 And thas his gift was free. 
 
( 69 ) 
 
 5 It coft him dear^ bat he was freei^ 
 Than I was to receive ; 
 
 And he's got more laid up in flora 
 For all that will believe. 
 
 6 It any thofe fhoiild want to know 
 Where Jefus g^vs me this, 
 
 And aflc if he eleded rr.e. 
 Then I could teli them yc?. 
 
 y If Chrift made known unto his O'svn^ 
 What t'ley'i receive at death, '^ 
 
 There's not a faint but whst v/ould faint-, / 
 And breathe their dying breath. f 
 
 H Y M N LVII. / 
 
 LoTigings for Heaven and Ght^* J 
 
 JESUS, I thirft, and go I muft, 
 I long to be above — 
 
 1 long to fing tr Chrill my king, ^ 
 
 Where oceaiio Aov/ with love. 
 
 2 Ye happy fouls that always roll 
 In love and joy and pe^icc, 
 
 Which always run thro* God's dear for* 
 Whofe iove will never ccafe. 
 
 3 You're bieft I fay and you (hill ftajr 
 With Jefus Chrift above -, 
 
 And always fv/irn aionj with him 
 In occanj full of love. 
 
 4 Glory to God the father be, 
 Glory to God the fon, 
 
 Glory to God the Holy Ghoft, 
 Glcry to God alone. 
 
( 70 ) 
 H Y M N LVIII. 
 
 The Holinejs cf God^ Ifaiah 8. 13. 
 
 "TOLY and reverend is the name 
 J^ Of our eternal King ; 
 Thrice holy Lord I the angels cry, 
 Thrice holy, kt us fing. 
 
 2 Hcav'n'b bri^htefl lamps with him compar*(l) 
 How mean they look and dim ! 
 
 The faireit angels have their fpots 
 W^hen once compaflJd with him. 
 
 T Holy is he in sU his works, 
 
 And truth Is his delight j 
 But fimiers and their v.itked v/ay^ 
 
 Shall pciitli from his fjght. 
 
 4 The deepeft reverence of the mindj, 
 
 Pay O my foul to God : 
 tAft with thy hands a holy heart 
 
 To his uibllme abode. 
 
 ^ With facred awe pronounce hia name. 
 Whom words nor thout'hts Can reach 5 
 
 A brokefl heart (hail pisafe him more 
 Than the beft forms of fpeech. 
 
 6 Thou holy God ! preferve my fou? 
 
 From all pollation free ; 
 Ti r pare i.i heart are thy deliglit, 
 
 Aod they thy face Ihall kt. 
 
( 71 ) 
 HYMN LIX. 
 
 Faith Cofiqueritig. 
 
 THE moment a fiimer believes, 
 And trufts in his crucify'd God^ 
 His pardon at once he receives, 
 Redemption in full thro« his blood. 
 Tho* thoufands and thoufands of foes, 
 Againft him in malice unite. 
 Their rage he thro' Chrift can oppofe,' 
 Led forth by the fpirit of light. 
 
 2 The faith that unites to the Lamb, 
 And brings fuch falvation as this. 
 
 Is more than mere notion or name. 
 
 The work of Gcd's fpirit it is ; 
 
 A principle a6live and young. 
 
 That lives under prcflure and load, 
 
 That makes one of weaknefs more ftrong. 
 
 And draws the foul upwards to God. 
 
 3 It treads on the world and on hell , 
 It vanifiies earth and defpair, 
 
 And O let us wonder to tell. 
 It overcomes heaven by prayer. 
 Permits a vile worm of the duft, 
 "With God to commune as a friend. 
 To hope his forgivenefs as juft, 
 And look for his love to the end. 
 
 -.4 It fays to the mountains depp.rt, 
 Thrit Hand between God and tl:e foul -, 
 It binds up the broken in heart. 
 And makes v.xunded confciences whole ; 
 
( 72 ) 
 
 Bids fins of a crlmfon like dle^ 
 Be fpotlefs as fnow and as white. 
 And raifes the finncrs on high. 
 To dwell with the angels of light. 
 
 HYMN LX, 
 
 The Soul in the Exerc'ife of Faith, 
 
 YOU faints of light that (hine fo bright, 
 Above the lofty Ikies, 
 Come fing aloud fince you're endowed 
 With holy exercifc. 
 
 2 My fou! doth long to fing a fong 
 Unto my Lord above ; 
 
 And there unite in fweet delight. 
 With all the faints in love. 
 
 3 And fpend away eternal day, 
 In lofty fongs of praife, 
 
 And thus engage throughout the age 
 Of everlafting days. 
 
 4 When I get grace and ftrength of face. 
 To ftrike thefe heavenly notes, 
 
 I'll praife him too as angels ^Oy 
 With their fweet warbling throats. 
 
 HYMN LXI. 
 
 Ckrist^s coming to Judgment, 
 IT T THEN Chrift fhall rend from end to 
 
 The regions of the air ; 
 
( 7J. ) 
 
 And fplit the ikies In twain like wif?. 
 Then he'll himfelf appear. 
 
 2 Then he^ll appear a drawing near 
 In armies broad and long, 
 
 In rank and file ten thoufand miles, 
 Methinks I fee the throng. 
 
 3 Then he will tell the archangel 
 To blow the trumpet loud. 
 
 That all might hear both far and near. 
 And then you*il fee the croud. 
 
 4 Then he will call both great and fniall^ 
 The beggar and the drudge ; 
 
 The high, the low, the poor alfo. 
 To come before the judge. 
 
 y The fheep fhall ilsnd at hiG right iiand, 
 
 But goats on his left fide : 
 Then he will call both great and fmail 
 
 To have their cafes -fry *d, 
 
 5 Then will he fay, *' depart away, 
 " Ye goats go down to hell, 
 
 «< And wander, therein black dcfoair, 
 '< And bid all hope farewell.'* 
 
 7 But to the red ^romc np ye bleft, '- 
 
 My fweet redcemer'U fay, 
 *' And dvveii on high with God and I^ 
 
 <'' And fing my praife for aye/' 
 
 G 
 
. ( 74 ) 
 HYMN LXXI. 
 
 The love of CHRIST to his Saints. 
 
 NOW who are they who dare to fay, 
 I've be^n too kind to thefe, 
 A right I have to damn or fave, 
 If men will not believe. 
 
 2 Thofe robes they wear tliat jfhine fo fair, 
 And dazzle like the fun, 
 
 I've kept above wrapt up in love 5 
 And angels ne*er had one. 
 
 3 Dear faints but I was forc*d to die. 
 Or you muft naked gdrie ; 
 
 They're made for you, I know they'll do/ 
 For I have tr/d them on. 
 
 4 Lord when ftiall we like angels bey 
 And travel thro' the air ; 
 
 And all thy ho ft travel this coaft, 
 And meet together there. 
 
 HYMN LXriL 
 
 At the meeting of Friends.* 
 
 WELLmet, dear friends in Jefus* name, 
 Come let us now rejoice j 
 While we our Savior's praife proclaim. 
 With chterfal hearts and voice 
 
 ^ But O ! dear Jefus Lamb of Gsd, 
 
 Send down the heav'nly dove ; 
 His graces to diffufe abroad, 
 
 To warm our hearts with love. 
 
( 7J ) ■ 
 
 3 In vain, dear Savior here we m^et^ 
 Except thy face we fee ; 
 
 Thy piefeace makes a heav'n moft fweet^ 
 When e*€r we meet with thee, 
 
 4 A dungeon (hews a heaV'nly dawn, 
 When there with thee we dwell j 
 
 But when thy grefence is withdrawn, 
 A palace proves a hell. 
 
 5 Then O ! dear Jefus, candefccnd 
 To meet us with a fmile ; 
 
 Thy fpirit's quick'ning influence fend. 
 And purge our hearts from guile — 
 
 6 That at the clofe each one may fstyf 
 "< We meet not here in vain j 
 
 <' For we have tafted heav'n to day, 
 «'■ Nor could We more cdntarn." 
 
 HYMN LXIV. 
 
 At Parting of Friendx* 
 
 LORD, when together here we meet|' 
 And tafte thy heavenly grace ; 
 Thy fmiles'are fo divinely fwect. 
 We're loth to leave the place, 
 
 2 But father, fihce it is thy willj 
 
 That we muft part again ; 
 Yet let thy fpeciai prefence llill, 
 
 With cv'ry one remain. 
 
 ^ Let us all in Chrift be one, 
 Bound with thq cords of iovc j 
 
( 76 ) 
 Till we before the glorious throne 
 Shall joyful meet above. 
 
 4 There void »f all diftratling palnf. 
 Our fpirits ne'er (hall tire ; 
 
 But in feraphic, endlefs ftrains, 
 Redeeming love admire. 
 
 5 All fm and forrow from each htztt^ 
 Shall then forever ^y ; 
 
 Nor (hall a thought that we muft part, 
 Once interrupt our joy. 
 
 6 And thus to all ctcmityy 
 Upon the heav'nly (hore, 
 
 The great myfterious One in Threc^ 
 Jehovah we'll adore. 
 
 H Y M N L.XV. 
 ANOTHER, 
 
 NOW, Ltard, tho' we muft part av.hlle. 
 Upon the facred road ; 
 Yet let thy face upon us fmile, 
 And keep us clofe to God. 
 
 a And if again on earth we«ieet. 
 
 Lord let us meet with thee ; 
 And let thy gracious prefence fwecfe 
 
 From bondage fet us free. 
 
 3 Thic- only this we humbly crave, 
 
 While earth is our abode ; 
 That we with Chrift and faints may have^ 
 
 Communion on the road. 
 
C 77 •) 
 
 4 For fince otfr fellowfhip below, 
 Affords luch joy and love j 
 
 We long its full extent to know. 
 When we (hall meet above. 
 
 5 And Lord, let this excite us on. 
 To keep the narrow way ; 
 
 Till we ihall meet around thy throne, 
 To fpend an endlefs day. 
 
 6 Celeftial dove our fouls infpire. 
 Maintain this flame of love ; 
 
 Till we fliall meet that glorious choir, 
 Of worlhipjpers above. 
 
 n Y M N LXVL 
 
 Advici' fc Touth^ from Eccl. xii. 
 ■^TOW is the time, O lovely youth^ 
 J^^ To think on your Creator God, 
 Attend the words of facrcd truth. 
 While in the days of youthful blood. 
 
 2 This is-the only way to find^ ^ 
 
 The patlis of peace and endlefs joy — ^ 
 The way to ftove your youthful mind 
 With pleafure that will never cloy. 
 
 3 But if you fooli(hly delay, 
 
 And hearken to the tenipter's breathy 
 To v;alk in the deftructive way. 
 
 Till age comes on, or fudden death — ^ 
 
 4 O think what dreadful rilk you run— - 
 You hazard your immortal foul. 
 
( 7? ) 
 
 Tp be eternally unoone. 
 
 And plung'd where cndlcfs forrbws rolL 
 
 c Behold the wretch advanced in years, 
 And with his years grown old in fm j 
 
 No more repentance now appears, 
 Than when his life did firft begin. 
 
 P Lo ftill upon the horrid brink 
 Of cvcrlafting wrath he goes ; 
 
 Anon with horror down to fink. 
 Into the gulf of endlcfs woes. 
 
 7 Young finners then a warning take, 
 Now in your precious days of youth i^ 
 
 All Hatt'ring vanities fqrfake* 
 
 And take th* advice of faqrcd truth. 
 
 ri Y M N LXVII. 
 
 j^ dying Sain f J view of H/ave». 
 
 WHY was unbelieving I, 
 Trembling fo afraid to die ; 
 Now iT»y feet in fafety ftand. 
 Here within the promis'd land. 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 2 O what wond'rous grace is here. 
 Now I*m fafe from ev'ry fear ; 
 
 Sin and doubts are ever gone, 
 Sighing (hall no more be known : 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 3 Henceforth neither grief nor pain. 
 Here fucceflive pleasures reign j, 
 
( 79 ) 
 
 Aii things our Hofannah raifc, 
 O the glories of this place : 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 4 O ye perfc£l happy ones. 
 Let me try to join your tunes 
 
 Come let us exalt the Lamb, 
 Singing ever to his name : 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 5 He our full redemption wrought. 
 He for us his glory bought ; 
 
 From the earth he calls us home. 
 To our father's houfe we're come 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 6 Oft in Kedar's tents I {trove. 
 When his, lovely fn :e was hid ; 
 
 With my friends to raife the fong,^ 
 But it languifliM on my tongue j 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 7 Jcfus now unveils his face, 
 Here I fliout with fov'reign grace 
 
 Fiird with love, inccflant cry. 
 To his praife in raptures high : 
 Halleiujahv 
 
 8 O my drooping friends below, 
 Did you half this glory know i 
 
 ^aily would ye ftretch the wing, 
 Here to fly and thus to fing i 
 Halleluiah. 
 
 C4 
 
( 8o ) 
 
 HYMN LXVIII. 
 0« GRACE. 
 
 IJJEAVENLY thoughts create my fong, 
 ;.£ And fet my foul on fire ; 
 ' And glide my pleafing thoughts along, 
 To join the heav'nly choir. 
 
 2 While trav'ling thro' this defart land. 
 My weary foul fliall reft ; 
 
 Guided by Jefus'* gehtk hand, 
 To lean upon his breait. 
 
 3 Here I will eafe my burdened mind. 
 And tell him all my grief 5 
 
 From Jefus' blood iry foul fliali find 
 The ftreams of fweet relief. 
 
 4 rU lay me down within his arms 
 And view his lovely face ; 
 
 As one overcome by fov'reign charms, 
 And ioft in his embrace. 
 
 5 Here Til behold with joy divine, 
 The fprings of rinng blifs, 
 
 And joy to fee that Chrift js mine 
 And view that I am his. 
 
 6 The views of my dear bleeding King,. 
 Strike an im.mortal flame ; 
 
 Raptur'd with joy my foul'lhan fing 
 The pralfe of Jefus' name,-*- 
 
 7 Shall fing like the redeeming throng, 
 Of my incarnate God j 
 
( 8i ) 
 
 Hit love fhall be my ccafelcfs foiig, 
 Who wafhM me in his blood. 
 
 8 High on the throne my Savior reigns ^ 
 
 Angels adore my King; 
 In lofty, fv/eet feraphic (trains, 
 
 My Savior*s praife they fing. 
 
 ^ There I'll adore my dying God, 
 
 And bow before his face ; 
 ril fmg of Jefus' wounds and blood, 
 
 And praife vi^lorious grace. 
 
 10 Amidft th' eternal facredlruc— ■. 
 Among the flarry plains 5 
 
 My foul (hall fing as angels da, 
 
 In fweet QelefUal drains. I 
 
 1 1 The lieavenly flame fhall ftill afpire. 
 Before my Savior's throne ; 
 
 Jlis love ffiaU feed the facred fire. 
 To praife the Holy One. 
 
 HYMN LXiX. 
 
 4 Joules viizu : Or, partaking nf the Lord s Sup* 
 per. 
 
 THE tables fpread, my foul there 'fpies 
 The vi£lims bleed, the Savior dies, 
 In anguifh on the tree ! 
 I hear his dying groans ! I prove 
 His bleeding heart, his dying love, 
 He dy'd, my foul, for thee. 
 
( 82 ) 
 
 2 The table's fp^" -: —the royal food 
 Is Jefu:>' fi:-:-.:d£jih and blood, 
 
 A 1 - jve divine : a 
 
 Ills bkcuiiig heart \ his dying groans 1 '| 
 Hi'; ^jcred blood for fin atones — 
 ^.^-^pnes, my foul fcr thine. 
 
 3 The fcaft is fpread v/ith bleeding hands, 
 Bedew'd with blood, and lo, it ftands 
 
 To fill the huFigry mind ; 
 'Tis free, nnd n'hofoever will, 
 May feaft his foul, and drink his fill, 
 
 Artf^ grace and glory find. 
 
 4 Vvhilil at the table fits the King, 
 •AapturM with j )y, my foul fiiall fing^ 
 
 With an immortal flame ; 
 My Savior's grace 111 flill adore, 
 With joy I'll love him more and morCj,^ 
 
 And blefs his facred name ; 
 
 5 O facred fiefh 1 O folemn fcaa ! 
 When Chrifl: my Lord, the royal gueft, 
 
 Is at his table found ; 
 This adds new glories to. my joy-— 
 It bids me fing and well I may, 
 
 It makes my blifs abound. i 
 
 6 *Tis thus m.y foul by faith is fed, ^ 
 On angel's fooii with living bread. 
 
 And manna from above — 
 On facred flefh, on dying blood ! ^ 
 
 Ifcaft till I am full of God, 
 
 And drink tlit v/inc of love. 
 
( 83 ) 
 
 7 It is an early antipaft, 
 Of heavenly blifs it is a taftc, 
 
 A tafte on earthly ground : 
 \£ here (o fvveet — if here we prove 
 Seraphic joy— celeflial love, 
 
 In heaven what will be found ? 
 
 HYMN LXX. 
 
 Rcdempttoh found in Jes US, under thi idea of 
 an anchor in ajlorm. Heb. iv. 19. 
 
 NOW I have found the ground, wherein 
 My foul*s fare anchor may remain 5 
 The wounds of Jefus for my fin, 
 ' Before the world's foundation lain ; 
 VVhofe mercy (hall unlhaken ftay, 
 AYhen heav'n and earth arc fled away. 
 
 2 Father, thine everlafling grace. 
 Our fcanty thoughts furpafles far ; 
 
 Thy heart ftill melts with tendernefs^ — 
 
 Thy arms of love ftill open are. 
 Returning finners to receive, 
 That mercy they may tafte and live. 
 
 3 ^^^y faith I plunge me in this fea. 
 Here is my hope, my joy and reft \ 
 
 flp?is here, when hell afraults, I flee, 
 ^^ And Jook into my Savior^s breaft j 
 
 Aw-sy fad doubts and anxious fear j 
 
 Mercy is all that*s written there. 
 
 4 Tii9* graves and ftorms go. o<er my Her.d — 
 Tho^ ftrength and health and friends k 
 
 gone — ■ C 6 
 
C 84 ) 
 
 Tbo^ joys be withered all, and dead-;-^ 
 
 Tho* every comfort be withdrawn, 
 On thee my ftedfaft foul relies ; -^ 
 
 Father thy mercy never dies. i ™ 
 
 5 Fix'd on this ground, I will remain, 
 Tho* my heart fail and flefii decay, 
 
 This anchor (hall my foul fuftain. 
 
 When earth's foundation melts away ; 
 Mercy^s fullpow<r I then fiiall prove, 
 Lov'd %yith an everlafting love. 
 
 6 \7hat in thy Icve poflefs I not ? ** 
 My flar by night, my fun by day — 
 
 My fprings of life, when parch'd withi 
 drought, 
 My wine to cheer, my bread to flay — 
 My fhield, my ftrength, my fafe abode — 
 My palace. Savior and rny God. 
 
 H Y M N LXXL 
 
 Qofpel mwijier^s call, or commtffton. — From fev- 
 ital fcriptures. 
 
 THUS faith the Lord, yourmafter dear, 
 O ye, his fervants, whom he fends 
 To preach his gofpel, far and nenr. 
 E'en to the world^s remoteft ends. 
 
 2 Go forth ye heralds in my name, 
 *' Sweetly the gofpel trumpet found j 
 
 '« The glorious jubilee proclaim, 
 
 <'-iViiere.er the human race is found. 
 
 3 " Convince 9. world of flnners blind, 
 ";' And flie'i^'thenii where their danger lies 
 
 I 
 
^. ( 85 ) . , 
 
 '''^ The broken hearted careful bind, 
 
 *" And wipe the tcara from weeping eyes* 
 
 4 '* Be wife as. ferpcnts where you go, 
 
 . '• Yet harmlefs as the peaceful dove ; 
 ** And let your whole deportment (how, 
 '* That you'r commiffionM from above. 
 
 5 ". And as you freely have receiv*d, 
 " E*en fo to others freely give J 
 
 *» So Ihal^ your mciTage be believM, 
 *< And many dying finncrs live." 
 
 6 *" Mailer, thy word we have obey'd, , 
 
 , (Said Chriil's fwcet mefiengersof peace) 
 And lo, the devils are difmay'd, 
 
 " Trembling they flee before our face.<^ 
 
 7 Oh ! if I had an angel's voice, 
 
 , And could be heard from pole to pole, 
 I would to. all the lift'ning world, 
 Proclaim his goodnefs to my foul. 
 
 8 O happy fervants of the Lord, 
 Who thus their m^ftcr's will obey 5 
 
 Immcnfely great is the reward, 
 They ihall receive another day. 
 
 HYMN LXII. 
 
 Divine Fortituc^. 
 
 DIDST thou, dear Jefus fuffer fhame, 
 And bear the crofs for me ? 
 And ihiii I i*ear to own thy name. 
 Or thy difciple be ? 
 
 C7 
 
( S6 ) 
 
 2 Forbid it liordthat I fftould dread, 
 To fufFer {hame or lofs ; 
 
 But in thy footHeps let rr<e tread, 
 And glory in thy crofs, 
 
 3 Infpire my foul with life divine. 
 And hcly courage bold ; 
 
 Let knowledge, faith and meeknefs fninc. 
 Nor love, nor zeal erow cold. 
 
 4 Say to my foul, why doil thou fear 
 The fact of feeble man ? 
 
 Behold thy heavenly captain's hcre^ 
 Before thee in the van. 
 
 5 O ho v7 my foul would up and run. 
 At this reviving word ; 
 
 Nor any painful iufFTings (hun, 
 To follow thee, my Lord. 
 
 6 For this let men reproach, defame. 
 And call v/e what they will ; 
 
 Lb, 1 may glorify thy name, 
 And be thy fervant ftill. * 
 
 7 To thee I cheerfully fubmit, 
 x\nd all my pow'rs refign ; 
 
 Let wifdom point cut what is fit, 
 And 1*11 no more repine, 
 
 F A U S E, 
 
 8 ril cheerfully take up the crofs. 
 And follow thee, my Lord, 
 
 r^ubiTiit to tortures, fname and lofs, 
 At thy commanding word. 
 
(_ 87 )_ 
 
 9 But this I promife, to fuldl, 
 Through thy affilUng grace. 
 
 For I'm powerlefsj and a weak will, 
 I mull with (hame confcfs. 
 
 10 But let thy grace fuiticieat be. 
 In every time of need ; 
 
 Then, Lord, Ml boldly fight for thee, 
 And every time fucceec!, 
 
 H Y M N LXXIIL 
 
 The rich P/ov'fon of the Gcppd. 
 
 TESUS, thy bkiTings ate not f-.v. 
 Nor is thy gofpel weak ; 
 Tliygvacecan useit the rtuhborn Jc:*/.^ 
 And heal t]ie dying Greek. 
 
 2 Wide ^s the reach of Sataii^s ragCj 
 Does thy falvation flow ; 
 
 It's not conlin'd to fex or age. 
 The lofty or the low. 
 
 3 While grace is ofter'd to the pi hice, 
 The poor may take their fhare j 
 
 No mortal has a jud pretence, 
 To perlfli in defpair. 
 
 4 Come, all ye wretched fmners come,. 
 He<Il form your fouls anew : 
 
 His gofpel and his heart, have room 
 For rebels fuch as you. 
 
 5 His doctrine is almighty love ; 
 There's virtue in his name, 
 
 C 8 
 
( 8? ) 
 
 To turn a raven to a dove, 
 The Hon to a lamb. 
 
 6 O could we ralfe a fong of pralfc, 
 
 Half equal to his love : 
 The heav'ns would ring while wc fhould fing 
 
 Thro' all the courts above. - 
 
 H T M N LXXIV. 
 
 The Pilgrim^s Song, 
 
 CHILDREN of your heavn'ly King, 
 As you journey fweetly fing 5 
 Sitng: your Savioi^s worthy praife, ' 
 Glorious in his works and ways; 
 
 2 Ye are traveling home to God, 
 In the v^^ay's your fathers trod j ' 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happinefs (liall fee. 
 
 3 Oh ! yebanifhed feed be gladj, 
 Chrift your advocate is made ; ' 
 Us to fave otir fiefli afTu-mes, ' 
 Birother to our fouls becomes. 
 
 4 Shout ye little flocks and blefs. 
 You on Jefus* arms (hall reft ; 
 There your feat is now- prcpar'd, 
 There's j;o"ur kingdom and reward. 
 
 5 O ! ye brethlxn joyful ftand. 
 On the borders of your land 5 
 Jefus Chrift your Father's Sorfj 
 Bids you undifmay'd go on. 
 
( 89 ) 
 
 6 Lord obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below •, 
 Only thou our leader be. 
 And we (till will follow thee. 
 
 H r M N LXXV. 
 
 Celejlial TVatering. 
 
 SAVIOR, vifit thy plantation, 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain. 
 All will come to diflblution, 
 Unlefs thou return again. 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a diftance. 
 Shine upon us from on high ; 
 
 Lell for want of thy afliftance, 
 Ev'i-y plant fiiould droop and die. 
 
 3 Surely once thy garden flourifh<d, 
 Ev^ry part locked gay and green : 
 
 Then thy word our fpirits nourifr/d, 
 Happy feafona we have feen, 
 
 4 But a drought has fince fucceedcd, 
 And a fad decline we fee ; 
 
 Lord thy help is greatly needed. 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 5 Where are thofe we counted leaders, 
 Fir'd with zeal and love and truth \ 
 
 Old profeflbrs tall as cedars, 
 Bright examples to our youth ? 
 
 ^ Sonie in whom our fouls delighted. 
 We {liall meej; no more belov/ ; 
 
 C9 
 
' ' ( 90 > 
 
 Some^ alas ! we fear arc blighted. 
 Scarce ai finglc leaf they (how. 
 
 7 Yourijger plants to fight how plcafant, 
 Cover*d thick with bloflbms ftood 5 ' 
 
 BtK they caufc us grief at prefent, 
 Froit has hip*d them in the bud. 
 
 8 Dearcfl Savior, haften hither, 
 Thou caTid make them bloom again ; 
 
 O ! permit them not to wither, 
 Lei: not all our hopes be vain. 
 
 9 Let our mutual love be fervent. 
 Make us pjcvalent in prayr ; 
 
 Let each one efteem the fervant^ 
 
 And fhun the world's bewitching fnare. 
 
 10 Break the tempter's fatal power. 
 Turn the ftony hearts of f!e£h ; 
 
 Now begin from this good ho^:r, 
 To revive thy work afreih- 
 
 B r ?A N LXXVI, 
 
 The J!i)iv Travelhr. 
 
 OH ! \'\'^X^^y_ ^on\ how fail ycti go. 
 And leave me here'behind ; ' 
 Don't flop for me for now I fee. 
 The Lord isjufland kind. 
 
 2 Co on, go on, my foul f '^y^ go, 
 
 And I'll come after vou ; 
 T:io' l^ft behind, yet IxTir. find., 
 
 I*U Gng Hofannah tuo. 
 
( 9' 1 
 
 3 God give you ftrength that you may run. 
 And keep your foot -ftcps right ; 
 
 Tho< faft you go, and I foilow. 
 You are not out of fight. 
 
 4 When you get to thofc worlds above, 
 And all their glories -fee ; 
 
 When you get home your journey's donc^ 
 Then look you out for me. 
 
 5 For I will come faft as I can, 
 Along the way 1*11 ftcer ; 
 
 Lord give me ftrength, I fhall at length 
 Be one among you there. 
 
 6 There altogether we fiiall be. 
 Together we ftiall fing ; 
 
 Together (hall we praife pur God 
 And everlafti ng king. 
 
 7 When we've been there t^n thoufand year^ 
 Bright fhining like the fun ; 
 
 We've no lefsdays to fing God's prai(e 
 Then when we'd firft bfgun. 
 
 U T M N LXXVhL 
 
 *The Fair Alan/tons, 
 
 WE in this tabernacle mourn> 
 For immortality j 
 3'4rden'Q wit^» ^n we daily groatij 
 And loi>gj \^\k fet fre?. 
 
 % We vie^ this «irorid f^^ ?.€ r^^r U<>^i^i 
 Btit fojoiirn in 9 ^ale ■ ' ' 
 
C 9^ )) 
 
 We fcek 4 city yet to come, 
 Where joy fhall never fail* 
 
 3 We have an houfe above the fky. 
 In heaven's unmeafur'd fpace 5 
 
 Where we fhall dwell eternally, 
 To fee our Savior*s face. 
 
 4 Roll on, roll on our peaceful years. 
 And bring our fouls to reft j 
 
 Where troubles end, and doubts and fearsj 
 No more difturb our brcaft. 
 
 5 Then we fliall bid a long farewell, 
 To all thofe fleeting things ; 
 
 Our clay in earth we leave to dwell, 
 To mount on facred wings, 
 
 6 Swifter than thought we foar on high^ 
 Above thofe twinkling ftars ; 
 
 Fafs through the regions of the flcy, 
 And all thofe rolling fpheres. 
 
 7 The fun ere long will difappear. 
 And finners feel their lofs ; 
 
 While we afcend through yielding air, 
 And fleer th' eternal courfe. 
 
 S New winged time is known no more, 
 
 Eterniry begins ! 
 Our fouls have gained the heavenly' (liorc, 
 
 And view th* amazing fcenes. 
 9 Their fcr.g^ begin to found fo f.rcet, 
 
 Our raptur-'d fouls on fire, 
 To bow around our Savior's feet, 
 
 Ar.d join the heavenly choir, 
 
( 93 ) 
 
 ip Unnumber'd years (hall gently roll. 
 
 And each increafe their blifs ; 
 When God Oiall fay untc each foul, 
 
 Come dwell where Jefus is. 
 
 1 1 Then will your blefied Jefus come, 
 And bid the dead arife ; 
 
 And call his weary'd childjcen home. 
 To raai^ons in the flcies. 
 
 1 2 Where fin and forrow all (hall ceafe, 
 And tears be urip'd away •, 
 
 An4 nothing (hall difturb our peace, 
 To one eternal day. 
 
 HYMN LXXVIII. 
 
 Love to ye/usm 
 
 THEE will! love my Lord, my towV, 
 Thee will I love roy joy my crown. 
 Thee will J love with all my powV 
 
 Of mind, and ftrength, arid heart alone. 
 
 2 Thee will I love, my joy, my throne. 
 Thee will I love, my Lord, my God : 
 
 Tjice will I love beneath thy frown, 
 Th)[ fmiles, thy fceptre or thy rod. 
 
 HYMN LXXIX. 
 
 Praise to Redeeming Qraee, 
 
 DIFFUSE thy beams and teach my hearts> 
 Now with genial warmth to glow ; 
 Tor Ip ! without thy heav'niy art, 
 ' In vain my lofty numbers flow, 
 
( 94 1 
 
 1 Mag^nificcnt, free grace arift, 
 
 Out fliine the thoughts of (liallow man^ 
 
 Sovereign, preventing all divine, 
 To him that neither wiU'dnor ran. 
 
 3 drand is the bofom whence thou flowed. 
 Kind is the heart that gave thee vent \ 
 
 Rich is the gift that God beftow'd, 
 Lovely and fo like Ghrift be fent. 
 
 4 Gtace by a righteoufnefs doth reign, 
 Wrought by the facred life of God ;. 
 
 Where fin is fpoilM, grace (hall maintain, 
 Its righto in Jefus* facred blood. 
 
 5 Who counts the fands that bounds the fea, 
 Not half his fins can number o*er ; 
 
 And ah ! what millions yet but fee 
 
 Grace hath ten thoufand mercies more. 
 
 6 Infinite grace how full of God, 
 
 In cv'ry work of thine — there glows 
 New glories in thy facred blood, 
 There life divine eternal flows, 
 
 7 We bowing fing thy death fo ftrong 
 Which all our fouls from death defends 5 
 
 Shout ye rcdeemM— for here your fong 
 Begins, and never — never ends. 
 
 I J 
 
 HYMN LXXX, 
 
 Chrifl the Glorious Lover. 
 
 ET Chrift the glorious Lover, 
 Have everlafting pniife, 
 
( 95 ) 
 
 He comes for to difcover. 
 The riches of his grace. 
 
 z Ke courts a wretched finner. 
 To be his loving bride ; 
 
 llcfolving for to win her. 
 And will not be deny'd, 
 
 3 "When fir ft he calls upon her, 
 Herfelf for to deny. 
 
 To caft away her honor. 
 And lay her pleafures by, 
 
 4 To part with ev*ry notion, 
 That pufts her up with pride. 
 
 To take him for her portion 
 And b? his loving bride. 
 
 5 The offers he makes to her, 
 Is whatfhe can't endure. 
 
 She thinks it will undo her 
 To part v/iih all her (lore. 
 
 6 She wilfully refufes, 
 To yield unto his will ; 
 
 And in her heart fhe choofes, 
 Her former lovpr ftilL 
 
 7 She bolts the door upon her, 
 And bids her Lord depart ; 
 
 No more will fcrve his honor. 
 Nor give to him her heart, 
 
 8 But Jems loves the finncr, 
 And will not leave the door ; 
 
 E'Jt cries, O charming creature, 
 Rejedl my fuit no more, 
 
C 96 ) 
 
 p My love, my clo\r^, my ^Iwcl; 
 
 Arife and let me in ; 
 How can you l>e fo crael, 
 
 To bar your h€a|t w^h fin, 
 
 10 If calls and invitation^ 
 Will not excite your lav^c ; 
 
 Prepare for condemnation. 
 For I will not remove. 
 
 11 He then difpkys his pow'r. 
 By an almighty word ; 
 
 And threatens to devour, 
 
 And ihcws his flaming fword. 
 
 i 2 She now begins to tremble 
 At what (he fees and hears : 
 
 And feign ihe would be. humble^ 
 And waih her crimes with tearsi 
 
 13 She does not yet difcovcr, 
 The filth of her infide ; 
 
 But hopes the Lord will love her. 
 And take her for his biide. 
 
 14 But like refiners' fire, 
 That fearches ev'ry part ;' 
 
 Convi£lion«s rifing higher, 
 3hc feels a wrf tched heart. 
 
 15 She now begins to languifh. 
 And none can her relieve , 
 
 Her heart is fullof angyifo, 
 To find ihe can't believe. 
 
 16 Her Savior has departed. 
 And left her full of woe / 
 
( 97 ) 
 
 j^nd being broken hearted. 
 She cries, what fiiall I do f 
 
 17 But Jefus has compaflioii, 
 Still moving in his breaft ; 
 
 Intends to g.ive falvation. 
 And eafe the foul dillrefs'd. 
 
 38 One glimpfepf love and pov;er 
 Makes her forget her pain ; 
 
 She cries, O happy hour, 
 Is Jefus come again. 
 
 19 Is he 'J^hom I rcjcftcd, 
 Stoop'd down to me fo low ; 
 
 Good newG, but unexpecled. 
 It hardly C2n be true. 
 
 20 And rtlll ftic cries more fervent, 
 Lord don*t thy mercy hide ; 
 
 Maylbecome a fervanr, 
 And fit to be a bride. 
 
 2 7 The msvriage is made ready, 
 The parties ?re a;3:reed ; 
 
 The holy fon of David, 
 And Adam's wicked feed. 
 
 22 The finncr is ndcrned 
 
 With raim.ent clean and vi-hite 
 
 Her {jns are freely pardpn'd. 
 And (he's her love's delight. 
 
 li They eat and drink tcgcthefj, 
 
 And m.'jtuaily embrace -, 
 pEcth faints and apjjels wonder* 
 At thts furprlfing grace, 
 
 ^U: 
 
(98 ) 
 
 24 This union fhall continue, 
 
 For evermore the fame 5 
 And nothing part afundeF, 
 
 The Chriftian and the Lamb. 
 
 -H Y M N LXXXI. 
 
 The Fight of Faith. 
 
 OMNIPOTENT Lord, my Savior, and 
 king, 
 Thy fiiccor afford, thy rightcoufncfs brings 
 Thy promifes bind thee conipafHon to have, 
 
 now let me find thee mighty to fave. 
 
 2 Rejoicing in hope and patient in grief, 
 
 To tiiee I look ud for certain relief; 
 i. ' 
 
 1 fear no denial, no daiiger I fear, 
 
 Nor fcart from th« trial if Jcfus is near. 
 
 3 I every hour in jeopardy ftand, 
 
 But thou art my pow'r, and holdeft my hand 5 
 I wait, I am calilng, thy fuccor I feel, 
 It faves me from fallings or plucks me front 
 hell. 
 
 4 On Jefus my Savior I then will rely, 
 All evil bdfoie Isis prefence (hall fly ; 
 
 When I find my Savior, my fears (hall de- 
 part, 
 And Jefus forever iliall reign in my heart. 
 
 H Y M N LXXXII. 
 
 lo he su;i^ hcjorz g^ing i?:i} public ivprshij)^ 
 
 TPIE Savior meets his flock today. 
 Shall I in fioth abide at home ^ 
 
( 99 ) 
 
 Shall I behind the people ftay ? 
 
 When Jefus calls there ftill is room, 
 I'll go — it is a place of pray'r, 
 Who knows but God may meet me there ? 
 
 2 To day Immanucl feeds his faints, 
 
 And here the Chriftians find their King-*- 
 They lay open their complaints, 
 
 And here the Savior's praife they fmg ; 
 Into their number I'll prefume, 
 Since Jefus kindly bids me come. 
 
 3 How long did faithful Anna wait, 
 
 And fought the Lord full four fcore years. 
 Both day and night, at th* temple gate ; 
 
 She vvatch'd with many fighs and tears, 
 And fcarcely left the houfe of pray'r 
 Till God vouchfaf'd to meet her there. 
 
 4 Dear Savior, then permit me pow'r, 
 And like the faints Til watch for thee^ 
 
 Content till the appointed hour. 
 
 When thou (halt be reveal'd in me > 
 Daily my foul within thy gate,' 
 Shall for thy gracious prefence wait, 
 
 t; Remove temptation, O my Lord, 
 
 And let my enemies be fiain, 
 Who v/ould v/ithdraw me from thy word, 
 
 And plunge.^nie in the v/orld 3gain : 
 
 And wen the Bridegrcom rnallapt-'sr, 
 O imv my foui be found in pray'r. 
 
( ^00 ) 
 
 HYMN LXXXIII. 
 
 Guiil and diflrefs infeparable ccmpanions. 
 
 SIN is the fatal caufe of woe, 
 The fpring from whence our troubles^ 
 \ct when we take a view [floW| 
 
 Of thofe who fin in cv'ry breath, 
 Yet feel no checks in life and death, 
 We fcarce believe it true. 
 
 2 Thoufands around feem highly blcfs'd. 
 Who treat religion as a jeft, 
 
 A fable cr a fong,; 
 Down lifers impet*Qus ftijeam they glide, 
 Favor'd with canvas, wii;id and ti^?. 
 
 And fmoothly float along. 
 
 3 By pleafure's flow'ry baijk they (leer, 
 ]^o troubles feel, nor can they fear 
 
 But laugh, and fing, and play ; 
 Till deep tney plunge in endlefs night 
 Without one drop of fweet delight, 
 
 Or glimpfe of op*ning^day. 
 
 4 O fad exchange ! O wretched (late ? 
 Now they can feel (when *tis too late) 
 
 What they have heard in vain ; -- 
 Defpair and angui(h dwtW within, 
 The bitter, bitter fruits of fin, 
 
 And make them roar with pain ! 
 
 J Their groans emphatic, loud cor^iplaln, 
 *.Twas guilt that caused their guilt and (bai^s 
 And<free!j they conf ^"^ 
 
( 101 ) 
 
 The bitter pill was candy^d o*cr> 
 'Twas all indulgence juft before, 
 But now *tis all diftrefs. 
 
 6 More they would own — but I forbear^ 
 And quit thofe regions of defpair j 
 
 And now would afk the fainta, 
 *' If guilt be harmlefs tell me why 
 " Thofe trickling tears, that heaving figb, 
 •* And whence thofe fad complaints/' 
 
 7 When fm, that viper, you carefs 
 Striking remorfe and keen diftrefs 
 
 Speedily make you fmart 5 
 'Tis that which hides the Savior's facc^ 
 Incurs his frowns, fufpends his grace. 
 
 And wounds you to the heart. 
 
 8 Then grief like heavy tortentij roll. 
 Till the poor agonizing foul 
 
 Lies bleeding on the rack 5 
 The round of duty's trodden ittll, 
 But 'tis like laboring up a hill, 
 
 With mountains on the back. 
 
 9 One guilty fcene fuch anguifh brings. 
 Clogs the poor foul and clips its wings. 
 
 And drags it from the Ikies 5 
 'Till Jefus drefs'd in white appears, 
 Forgives the guilt, and wipes tlie tears 
 
 From the beclouded eyes. 
 
 10 O Chriftians ! never hope to meet^ 
 In pleafures finful, tailing fweet, 
 
 But bid them all adieu ; 
 
( 10- ) 
 Sdngs from forbidden plcafures grow, 
 At lead my foul hath found it fo, 
 And owns th' aflertion true. 
 
 1 1 Reftraining grace dear Jefus grant, 
 Make me like nature's nobleft plant ; 
 
 And may my fear be fuch^ 
 That when temptaticns lie in wait> 
 I may difdain the gilded bait, 
 
 And (hrinking, ihun the touch. 
 
 HY M N LXXXIV. 
 
 c 
 
 ^he Sinner's callrejeEled. 
 OME all whoVe fpent your blooming days, 
 
 In your own lulls, and Satan's ways 5 
 Bow down to God, confefs your fin, 
 Left you fhould never enter in — 
 
 2 In thro' the gate that is on high. 
 Which leads to joys above the fky ; 
 Where all the faints their voices raife, 
 B.ejoice and fing their maker's praife. 
 
 3 All who ^o vvifh to pafs this gate, 
 Muft walk upright and very ftraight ; 
 If you (hould mifs this gate I know, 
 Down to a burning hell ypu^il go. 
 
 4 There endlefs forrow, endlefs pain^ 
 Without 2 hope of peace again ; 
 
 Oh ! then your aching fouls will fay, 
 " Why did we God fo difobey," 
 
 5 His hand was ftretch'd forth all the day^ 
 We cannot have one word to fay 5 
 
( J03 ) 
 ■?or wc have had many a call, 
 An4 "we like fools rcjetled all. 
 
 6 One word of caution to the young, 
 V/ho never have God's praifss fung 5 
 Give up to chriH; before too late, 
 
 Or elfe in hell vou'U have vour fate. 
 
 7 Down with tf.e heliifh devils there, 
 LockM do'vvn in horror and defpair ; 
 But oh ! the formidable cries, 
 That Gil the earth and reach the fKies. 
 
 S 1 hey turn theii: <;yes to heaven and fcc^ 
 Where all the righteous people be ? 
 Look down into a gaping hell. 
 Set where the devils hoii doth dweil> ,, 
 
 9 This heaven is a h?.ppy place, 
 ^Vhere all the people's filled with grace > 
 This hell it is z place of fpite. 
 Where forrow are that^s infinite. 
 
 10 Come mind the words v/hich I have penn d^ 
 Left down to hf 11 God (hould you fend ; 
 The place I v/ill defcrlbe once more, 
 
 'Tis where the deyils always roar. 
 
 H r M N LXXXV, 
 
 The foul's cotifidsnce w God^s. falthfidnef:, 
 
 THIS God is the God we adore, 
 Our faithful, unchangeable friend, 
 Whofe love is as large as his pow% 
 ^jjTho knows neither meafures ncr tr\^. 
 
C 1^4 ) 
 
 a <Ti3 Jefus the-firft and the laft, 
 
 Whofe fpirit (hall guide us fafe horne 3 
 
 We'll praife hi.11 for all that is pall, 
 And trull him faralithat^s to con^e. 
 
 H T M N LXXXVL 
 
 ^0 all faints ivho put their truji in the Lord 
 Jefus Chrlfl. 
 
 MY ^erhren a.U remember well, 
 That )our fweet Jefus is your all ; 
 Of grace and truth brim full he is. 
 For thofe who feel their einprinefs- 
 
 2 Chrift is your \i?if4om, right'oufnefs, 
 Your ^rength, your holinefs and peace, 
 Your neadj-your hope, your joy alfo, ,^ 
 Your all to God, your all to you. 
 
 3 His fulnefs yours, what can you need ? 
 Nothing but faith thereon to feed ; 
 
 And faith to you hirofelf will give, 
 Rely on him, and to him live. 
 
 4 Then oh ! be free with this your friend, 
 His fulnefs you can never fpend ; 
 
 Let all your wants be laid on him. 
 And he will fill you to the brim. 
 
 5 The more by faith on Chriit you live, 
 The more to him your glory give ; 
 The more with Chrift your foul is free, 
 The more to him you'll welcome be. 
 
 6 Such is his boundlefs grace and love, 
 Ke*ll joy that you his fulnefs prove j 
 
( 105 ) ■' ■ 
 
 So (hall your joy in him be lull, 
 Who is your everlaftli)g all. 
 
 H T M JSl LXXXVIL 
 
 Buy the truth^ and fell it not, 
 
 THE worth of truth no tongue can tell;, 
 • Tnili do to buy arhi not to fell : 
 A hrgz eftaie that foul has got, ^ 
 Who buys the truth and feils it not* 
 
 2 Truth like, a diamond (hlnes mod fair, 
 M&re rich than pearls and rubies are — 
 More worth than gold and Giver coin ; 
 
 O ! may it alwa^ys in us (bine. " ' ^ 
 
 3 *Ti3 truth that binds, and truth makes free 
 And fets the foul at liberty, 
 
 From (in arid Sat?-n's heavy cha' n, 
 And then within the hesh doth rci^n, 
 
 4 They have a freedom then indeed. 
 That doth all freedom elfe exceed — 
 Freedom from guilt, freedom from woe» 
 And never more fliall bondage know. 
 
 r^ O ! happy they v/ho in their youth. 
 Arc brought to know and love the truth. 
 For none but they whom truth makes free, 
 E'er can enjoy true liberty. 
 
 6 Truth like a girdle 'et us wear. 
 And always keep it clean and fair j 
 And never let it once be told. 
 
 The truth by- UG W2S ever fold. 
 
( ic6 )■ 
 // r M N LXXX'VIIL 
 
 The happy Man, 
 
 HAPPY the man whofe will is bow<d 
 And fpirit daly aW«d — 
 Who is refign^d in heart and mind, 
 Unto the will of God. 
 
 ^ Happy the man that humble is, 
 
 And doth not one difdain, 
 That ne*e^ envies nor doth defpife 
 
 One of his fellow men. 
 
 3 Happy t!ie man that wears Chrifl's yokej 
 And has. a lowly mind ; 
 
 Who is not eafily provoke. 
 Great peace then he iliall find. 
 
 4 Happy the man that is not mov*d. 
 With all the ups and downs j 
 
 Of this vain world but lives above 
 Its flatteries and frowns. 
 
 5 Happy the man that's wingjd with faitfe/ 
 "Whofe heart is fir'd with love — 
 
 Who ran and fled to take the prize. 
 That is laid up above. 
 
 H Y M N XC. 
 
 The name of Chr'ijl^ mojl fweet. 
 
 THAT name to me founds ever fwect. 
 Where grace and truth doth always 
 meet, 
 Where right'oufnefs doth peace embrace. 
 And opens wide a llore of grace. 
 
(• 107 ) 
 
 2 A meeting place it is indeed, 
 Where mercy meets the finner's lieeJ, 
 And op-jns wide a gracious ftore. 
 Sufficient to relieve the poor. 
 
 3 Hark ! doii't you hear the heavenly call, 
 It Toundeth loud, it is to ail- 
 To high and low, to bond and free, 
 
 That none may fay, *' tis not for me." 
 
 4 '« Ho ! ev'ry one that thirfls (he cries) 
 
 -* Here's wine and milk, and large fupplies j 
 *■« Come now to me and drink your fill, 
 '^ <Tis free for whofoevcr will. 
 
 5 « Come now receive, I a(k no pay, 
 ••' But freely give it all away. 
 
 To all that do my word believe. 
 And freely now tnf grac6 receive/^ 
 
 HYMN XCI. 
 
 God hlejjedfor all things. 
 
 BLESSED be God for all. 
 For all things here below j 
 For pain, and grief, and joy, and thraii, 
 To my advantage grow'. 
 
 z Blefled be God for ftiamc. 
 
 For flander and difgrace, 
 tVelcome reproach for Jefds* name. 
 
 Like ilinf. Lord let niy face. 
 
 3 Blefled be God for lofs. 
 For lofs of earthly things , 
 
( io8 ) 
 
 For every fcourge and every crofs 
 ..;: M-e nearer Jefus brings. 
 
 4 BlefTed be God for v/ant. 
 For want of health and food ; 
 
 I live by faith and fcorn to faint. 
 For all things work for good, 
 
 5 Blefled be God for pain, 
 Which tears my flefh like thorns ; 
 
 It crucifies my carnal mind. 
 To God my foul returns, 
 
 6 BlefTed be God for doubts, 
 Wiiich he hath overcome ; 
 
 My foul in full afftirance (houts. 
 Of being foon at home. 
 
 7 BlefTed be God for fears. 
 Of fin a!]d death and hell ; 
 
 When Chriil who is my life appears, 
 In glory I fhall dv/elL 
 
 8 BlefTed be God for friends, 
 BlefTed be God for foes, 
 
 Eleffbd be God whofe gracious ends, 
 No finite creature knov/s, 
 
 9 BlefTed be God for life, 
 BlefTed be God for death, 
 
 BlefTed be God for joy and grief, 
 I Vv'clcome ail through faith. 
 
 H Y M N XCn. 
 
 Chrtjl^ the AU-fufficient Savi(if\ 
 
 AM that I am, - 
 
 Saith Chrifl the dear Lamb j 
 
(' 109. > 
 
 What think yc, O finners; 
 Of this wond'rouq name ;, 
 
 ' 2 If now you enquire 
 With etirneft dcfirc, 
 md fay O to know him. 
 Our hearts are on fire — 
 
 ^ My mafter replies, 
 
 I am will fulTice 
 iliy wants O poor Civ.ncx -, 
 
 Who unto him flies. 
 
 4 I am to the biind 
 The light of the mind *, 
 L And feet to the cripple. 
 
 And flrength fftail tiicy find. 
 
 " 5 If fin is thy grief, 
 lam thy relief ; 
 A Savior I ani, to 
 
 l*6or ur.ners the chief. 
 
 r 6 O fi nners, give ear, 
 Y*^hat fulnefs is here ? 
 O !v/iio would not come to' 
 A Savior 10 deaf ^ ' 
 
 He faw frojii his tUron!, 
 
 Poor finners undone ; 
 And th.eir lives to ranfon?, • 
 
 He gave iijihis own. 
 G He c:iiTie from above, 
 
 The caufe to rGmov^c ; 
 
 D 
 
( 1 ro ) 
 
 And yet fhall we flight fuch 
 Unfpeakable love ? 
 
 9 If we like the Jews, 
 His kindnefa refufe, 
 
 'Tis plain that de{tru£lion 
 We wilfully chufe. 
 
 10 But O ye opprefs'd 
 Whom fin hath diftrefs'd. 
 
 Come, come unto Jefus, 
 And you Ihrdl have reft. 
 
 1 1 Methinks one doth cry, 
 '* Such a finner am I> 
 
 I dare not, I dare not 
 To Jcfus draw nigh,**^ 
 
 12 Chrift anfwers again, 
 Thy doubting refrain. 
 
 Come, come unto me, and 
 1*11 purge ev'ry ftain. 
 
 13 Whatever is thy cafe, 
 Come now arid embrace 
 
 My precious falvation, 
 
 ,And thou fhalt have peace." 
 
 II Y M N XCIIL 
 
 The IVandcnng Pi/grjf^n. 
 
 "^^jfTAND^RING pilgrims, mourning 
 VV Chridians, 
 Weak and tempted lambs of Chrift, 
 
 o endure great tribulation, 
 And with fius arc much dillrcfs^d : 
 
( 1". ) 
 
 Chrift has fmt me to invite yoa^ 
 
 To a rich and colli y feaft ; 
 Let not ihame nor pride prevent you; 
 
 Come, the fweet provifion tafbe. 
 
 2 If you have a heart lamenting. 
 
 And bemoan your wretched cafe i 
 Come to Jefus Chrift repenting, 
 ■I He will give you gofpel grace ; . 
 lii you want a heart to fear him, 
 f ; ; Love and ferve him all your days, 
 Only come to Chrift and alk him, 
 He will guide your fee: always, 
 
 ^3 If your heart is unbelieving, 
 I Doubting Jefus* pardoning love, 
 ^Lay hard by Bethefday waiting, 
 I, Till the troubled waters move -, 
 [^ no man appears to help you, 
 h'; All their efforts prove but talk ; 
 Jefus. Jefus he will cleanfe you, 
 Pvife take up yoiir bed and walk* 
 
 4 If like Peter you are finking, 
 In the ^ea of unbelief ; 
 
 Wait with patience, always prayingi 
 Chrift will fend you fweet relief ; 
 He v/iJl give you grace and glory, 
 ' • All y.our wants fhiU be fupply'd, 
 CanaUi, Cana'n lies before you, 
 Rife and crcfs the fwelling tide. 
 
 5 Death ihall not deflroy your comfcr*, 
 Chrift fliall guard ycu thro* the glooni 
 
 D 2 
 
C ^ i - ) 
 
 Down hc^ll fend a heav'nly convoy, 
 To convey you to his home ; 
 
 There you'll fpend your days in plcafurc,. 
 Free from ev*ry want and care : 
 
 Come, oh ! come, my bleffed Savior, 
 Fain my fpirit would be there, 
 
 H Y M N XCIV. 
 
 Aft Itiviiation to Sinngrs. 
 
 COME to the glorious gofpel feaPL 
 Ho evry one tliat will 1 
 O come ye ftarving fouls and taRe 
 Thofe joys that none can tell. 
 
 2 Arife ye mortals that are fad 
 And bordering on defpair, 
 
 Lo there is balm in Gllead, 
 And a Phyfician there. 
 
 3 Look to the Savior's bleeding fidr,. 
 Behold the purple gore ; 
 
 It was for wounded fouls he dyM,. 
 The hn-fick to reftore. 
 
 4 Behold liim on the curfed tree, 
 With arms extended wide. 
 
 For finners fuch as you and me, 
 The bleeding Savior dy<d. 
 
 5 'Tis finifli'd, faid his dying breath, 
 And conquerM death and hell. 
 
 That rebels, doom'd to cndlefs death, 
 Might in his bofom dwell. 
 
( «i3 ) 
 
 ^6 Come then receive his grace and tcH 
 
 The woiulers of his love j 
 'Till we arifc with him to dwell, 
 
 In the bright worlds above, 
 7 No (in nor foe (hall there annoy. 
 
 Or wound your peaceful breait ; 
 But boundlefs love, unmingled joy, 
 
 And everlailing rcit, 
 
 H Y M N XCV. 
 
 Fareivell to all but Cbri/r, 
 
 FAREWELL vain vcorld, I bid adieu, 
 Your glories I defpife -, 
 Your friendship I no more purfue, 
 Your flatt'ries are but lies. 
 
 2 You promife happinefs in vain. 
 Nor can you fatisfy ; 
 
 Y'our higheO: pleafures turn to pain, 
 And all your treafures die. 
 
 3 Had I the- Indies, Eaft and Weft, 
 And riches of the fca -, 
 
 Without my God I could not reft, 
 
 For he is all to ftie. 
 '4 T hen let my foul rife fai- above i 
 
 By faith I'll take tr.y wing, 
 To the eternal realms cf love, 
 
 Where faints and angels Cii\g, 
 
 -5 There^s iove and* joy that wiU not wafte j 
 There*« treafures that endure j 
 
 D3 
 
( 114 > 
 There's pleafure that will always laft. 
 When time ftiall be no more. 
 
 HYMN XCVI. 
 
 J Mornmg Songs 
 
 LORD, in the morning I, will fend. 
 My cries, to reach thine ear ; 
 Thou art my father and my friend. 
 My help forever near. 
 
 2 O lead me, keep me all this day, 
 Near thee' in perfe£t peace ; 
 
 Help rpe to watch, to watch and pray. 
 To pray and navpr ceafe. 
 
 3 I know my roving feet wil] err^ 
 Unlefs thou be my guide ; 
 
 "Warn me of ev'ry foe and fnare^ 
 And keep' me near thy fide. 
 
 4 Then fhall I pafs all dangers fafe^ 
 And tread the tempter down -, 
 
 My truft, my hope, joy and reliefj 
 Shall be in thee alone. 
 
 ^ Then let my moments fmoothly rua 
 
 And fing my hours away; 
 'Till ev'ning ihades and fetting funs 
 
 Conclude in endlefs day. 
 
 H Y M N; XGVIL 
 
 A Morsel for Pi/grims. 
 
 O on ye Pilgrims,- while below^ 
 In rbf f:ire p?fbf of p:' * 
 
X 1^5 ) 
 
 Determin'd nothing elfe to know. 
 But Jefus and his grace. 
 
 2. Obferve your leader, follow him y 
 
 He thro' this world has been. 
 Often revird ; but like a Lamb. 
 
 Did ne'er revile again, 
 
 3 O take the pattern he has giv'n, 
 And love your enemies ; 
 
 And learn the only way to heav'n. 
 Thro' felf denial lies. 
 
 4 Remember you mull watch and pray^ 
 While journeying on the road ; 
 
 Left you fhould fall out by the way. 
 And wound the caufe of God. 
 
 5 Contend for nothing but the fruit. 
 That f-eeds the immortal mind j 
 
 For fruitlefs leaves no more difpute. 
 But leave them to the wind. 
 
 6 Go on rejoicing night and day> 
 Your crown is yet before j 
 
 Defy the trials of your way, 
 The ftorm will foon be o'er. 
 
 7 Then you (hall reach the promis'd hnd> 
 With all the ranfom^d race. 
 And join with all the glorious band. 
 To fing redeeming grace. 
 
o 
 
 ( 5i5 ) 
 H Y M N XCVIII. 
 
 Lcfiging for Chi-yi. 
 
 COULD I fmg from day to day, 
 A nearnefs to my God ; 
 
 Then (liould my hours glide fwect awava 
 And live upon thy word. 
 
 2 Lord I dcfire with thee to live, 
 Anew from day to day j 
 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 O Jefus come and rule my, heart, 
 And I'll be wholly thine •, 
 
 And never, never more depart, 
 For thou art wholly mine, 
 
 4 Thus till my lad expiring breath, 
 Thy gocdncfs I'll adore ^ 
 
 And when my flefh diflblves in death, 
 My foul fliall love ihec more. 
 
 5 Thro' boundlefj grace I theu fliall fpcnd 
 An everlalting day, 
 
 In the embraces of my friend^ 
 Wiio took my guilt away. 
 
 6 That worthy r/ame ihall have the praife, 
 To whom all praife is due j 
 
 While angels and archangels gaze, 
 On Icenes forever new. 
 
 II Y M N XCIX. 
 
 ^ke Bachjlider returfiing, 
 WHAT k cruel w^etcli am I, 
 
 OWHAT icru( 
 To leave r^ J 
 
 ^efus fo ! 
 / 
 
f I '7 ) 
 And now without his fmiles I lie. 
 And know not where to go. 
 
 2 Once I enjoy'd his fmiling face •, 
 But did not think fo foon 
 ^fhouid gamourning in difirefs. 
 And all my comforts gone. 
 
 3, Not sll the glories of this earth, 
 
 Can do me any good ; 
 My foul abhors ail carnal mirth. 
 
 And groans to fmd my God. 
 
 4 O fhould I fee his face again, 
 I'd tell him all my woe. 
 
 Confefs how guilty I have been 
 To leave my Jefus fo. 
 
 5 Then I will clafp him in my arms. 
 And he fhall have my heart ; 
 
 And earth, wlih all her treacherous charms, 
 Fosrever (hall depart. 
 
 H Y M N C. 
 
 Complainings — The good that 1 would I do n:-. 
 Rom. vii. rp. 
 
 I WOULD, but cannot ling, 
 I would, but cannot pray j 
 For Satan meets me when I try, 
 And frights my foul away. 
 
 2 I would but can't repent, 
 Tivy I endeavor cfc ; 
 
 ^ 5 
 
( '^8 ) 
 
 ihis flcny heart can ne'er relent, 
 
 'Till Jcfus makes it foft, 
 
 3 I would but cannot love, 
 Tho' woo'd by love divine ; 
 
 No arguments have power to move 
 A foul To bafe as mine, 
 
 4 I would, Iwit cannot reil 
 In God's moft holy will ; 
 
 I know what he appoints is bed, 
 Yet murmur at it ftiil. 
 
 5 O could I Kut believe ! 
 Then all would eafy be ; 
 
 I v/ould but cannot — Lord, relieve ^ 
 My help mull come from thee ! 
 
 6 But if indeed I would, 
 Tho' I can nothing do ; 
 
 Yet the defire is i'omtihine Sfood, 
 For which my praife is due. 
 
 7 By nature prone to ill, 
 <Till thine appointed hour, 
 
 I was as deftitute of will, 
 As now I am of power. 
 
 8 Wilt thou not crown at length, 
 The work thou haft begun ? 
 
 And with a will allbrd me llrength. 
 In all thy ways to run. 
 
 HYMN CI. 
 
 ^poft'ify- — '• Will ye alfo go aivay.^^ 
 
 WHEN any turn from Zion's way, 
 (Alas I what numbers do !) 
 
( I '9. ). 
 
 Mcthinks I hear my Savior lay, 
 
 '* Wilt thou forfake mc too ?'" 
 
 2 Ah Lord ! with fuch a heart as miac, 
 Unlcfs thou hold mc fafe ; 
 
 I feci I muft, I (liall decline. 
 And prove like them at laft. 
 
 3 Yet thou alone haft power, I l>now. 
 To fave a wretch like me ; 
 
 To whom or whither could 1 go. 
 If I fliould turn from thee ? 
 
 4 Beyond a doubt I reft aiTur'd 
 Thou art the Chrift of God ; 
 
 Who haft eternal life fecur'd 
 By nromife and by blood. 
 
 5 The help of men and angels joinM, 
 Could never reach my cafe ; 
 
 Nor can I hope relief to find, 
 But in thy boundii^fi grace, 
 
 6 No voice but thine can give mc reft, 
 And bid my fears depart; 
 
 No love but thine can make me blefs'J^ 
 And fatifify my heart* 
 
 7 What anguifli has that queftion ftirr-d. 
 If 1 will alfo go ? 
 
 Yet, Lord relying on thy word, 
 I humbly aiifwer No ! 
 
 H Y M N CII. 
 
 The Co in plainer icfoimed. 
 
 I SET myfclf againft the Lord, 
 Dsfpis'd his fpirit and his word. 
 
(. 1 20 ) 
 And wifli^d to take his place 5, 
 
 It vex'd me fore that I muft die/ 
 
 And pefirfi too eternally. 
 Or elfe be fav'dby grace. 
 
 51 Of ev'ry preacher I'd complain, 
 One fpoke thro*, pride and one for gain, 
 
 Anothet^s learning's fmall : 
 This fpoke too faft and that too flow, 
 One pr^yM too loud and one too low, 
 
 The other had no call. 
 
 3 With no profeflbrs could 1 join, 
 Some drefs'd too mean and forne too fme. 
 
 And fome did talk too long; 
 Some had a tone, fome had no gift, 
 Some talked fo w'eak and fome fo fvvift. 
 
 That all of them were wrong. 
 
 4 I tho't they'd better keep at home. 
 Than to exhort wheie e^er they come, 
 
 And tell us of their joys ; 
 They'd better keep their gardens free 
 From weeds, than to examine me, 
 
 And vex me v/ith their noife. 
 
 5 Kindred and neighbors all were bad. 
 And no true friends were to be had — * 
 
 My rulers were too vile : 
 At length I was brought for to fee. 
 The fault did moftly lie in me. 
 
 And had done all the while. 
 
 6 The horrid loads of guilt and fhame^ 
 (Being confcious too I was to blame^) 
 
. Did ^oand my frighted foul 5, 
 I^ve linnM fo much againft my God| 
 I'm cruftiM fo low beneath his rod. 
 How can I be made whole ? 
 
 7 But there is Balm in Gilead, 
 And a phyfician to be had, 
 
 A balfam too moft free ; 
 Only believe on God's dear fon, 
 Th^o' him the vidlory is won, 
 
 Chriit Jefus dy'd for me. 
 
 8 For Chrift's free love's a boundlefs fea ; 
 What ! to expire for fuch as me ? 
 
 Yes, 'tis a truth divine; 
 My heart did melt, my foul o^errurx 
 With love, to fee what Gvd had done^ 
 
 For fouls as mean as mine. 
 
 9 Now I can hear a child proclaim 
 The joyful news, and praife the name 
 
 Of Jefus Chrifl my king ; 
 I know no fe£t, Chriflians are one ; ,* 
 With my complaints I now have done^ 
 
 And God's free grace I (ing. 
 
 10 Glory to him v/ho gave his Son, 
 To die for crimes which v/e have done, 
 
 And made falvation mine -, 
 For 35 v.e'ti fold ourfdre-^ for nought, 
 ti'O without money we aVe bought^ 
 
 A bleiiird truth divine. 
 
 D 7 
 
( »2i ) ^ 
 
 11 Co iTiC faints rej<Jifce-in Chrifi: our king, 
 His fojemn praifcs i'weetjy Hng, 
 
 And teli the world his love ; 
 Sinners invite for to receive 
 Of God's free grace, and not to grieve 
 
 The holy facred dove. 
 
 12 Ail thofc who do an intercft gain, 
 In the bicfs'd Lamb that once was flain^ 
 
 Will furcly happy be ; 
 Their loud hofannas they (liallraife, 
 A monument of God's high praife. 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 H Y M N cm. 
 
 ce^j- denial : cr iak'/ng up the Crofs. 
 Mark, viii. 38. Luke, ix. 26. 
 
 A CHAM'D of Chrift^-my foul difdains 
 .r\. The mean ungenerous thought j 
 ohail J difown that friend vvhofe blood 
 
 To man falvation brought ? 
 
 1 With tlie glad news of love and peace. 
 From heaven to earth he came \ 
 
 For us cndur*d the painful crofs, 
 For U3 defpis'd the ftiame. 
 
 3 At his command we muft take up 
 Our crofs without delay ; 
 
 Our lives, and thoufand lives like cure, 
 His love can ne*er repay. 
 
 4 Each -^ithful fufFerer Jefus vlcwc 
 With infinite ddight , 
 
lY: 
 
 ( 123 ) 
 
 Their lives to hjm are dear, their dsati 
 Are precious in his fight, 
 
 5 To bear his name, his crois to bear • 
 Our higheft honor this ! 
 
 Who nobly. fufFers now for him, 
 Shall rei^rn with him in blifs. 
 
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 6 But fhould we in the evil day. 
 From our profeflion fly, . 
 
 Jcfus the judge, before the world. 
 The traitor will deny. 
 
 H T M N GIF. 
 
 Th: Pearl cf great Price. — ^^Mat. siii. 4 
 
 ''TT'E glittering toys of earth, adieu^ 
 
 j[_ A nobler choice be mine ; 
 A real prize attrads my view, 
 A treafure all divine. 
 
 2 Begone unworthy of my cares. 
 Ye fpecious baits of fenfe j — 
 
 Ineltimable worth appears, 
 The pearl of price immenfe ! 
 
 3 Jefus to multitudes unknown, 
 O name divinely fweet ! 
 
 Jcfus on thee, in thee alone. 
 Wealth, honor, pleafurc meet, 
 
 4 Should both the Indies, at my caDj 
 Their boafted ftores refign ; 
 
 With joy I would renounce them all 
 For leave to call thee mine. 
 
 D « 
 
 6 
 
( 1^4 ) 
 
 5 Should earth's vain treafurcs all dspartj 
 Of this dear gift pofTefs'd, 
 
 I'd clafp it to my joyful Heart, 
 And be forever blefs'd. 
 
 6 Dear fov'reign of my foul's dcHre?, 
 Thy Icve is blifs divine ; 
 
 Accept, the \vi{h that love infpirea, 
 And bid ne call thee mine. 
 
 Not cjham'd of. Chrifl.. 
 
 SHA^M<D of Jefus ! that dear friend 
 .11. ^^ whom my hopes of heaven deperid5 
 ro ! when I blu(h-^be this my fhame, ' 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 :; Afliam'd of Jefas ! yes I may. 
 When I*ve no guilt to wafh away ; 
 No tear to vvirjej no good to crave. 
 No fears to quell, no foul to fave. 
 
 3 *Tili then— nor is my boafting vain-"- 
 Till then, I boafl: a Savior ilain I 
 
 And O, may this my glory be, 
 That Chrift is not afham'd of me. 
 
 4 (His infliiiitions would I prize. 
 Take up my crofs — the fhame defpife, 
 Darr. to defend his noble caufe, 
 
 And yield obedience tp his laws) 
 
C VM ) 
 
 H Y M N CVI, 
 
 On Ifrad's Fall 
 
 DOES it not grief and wonder move, 
 To thinl; of Ifrael^s dreadful fall, 
 Who needed miracles to prove, 
 
 Whether the Lord was God or Baal. 
 
 2 Methinks I fee Elijah (land. 
 
 His features glow with love and zeal, 
 In faith and pray'r he lifts his hand, 
 And makes to heav'n his great appeal. 
 
 3 O God if I thy fcrvant am, 
 
 If 'tis thy mcfTige fills my heart, 
 Now glorify thy holy name, 
 
 And fhew this people who thou art. 
 
 4 He fpoke , and lo ! a fudden fiamc, 
 Confum'd the wood, the duft, the Hon?, 
 
 The people ftruck, at once proclaim, 
 *^ The Lord is God, the Lord aione." 
 
 J Like him we mourn an awful day, 
 When more for Baal than God appear, 
 
 Like him, believers, let us pray, 
 And m^y the God of luVl hear. 
 
 6 Lord if thy fcrvant fpeaks the truth, 
 If he indeed is feat by thee, 
 
 Confirm the wor4 to all our vouth. 
 And Jet tlieni chy Uivacion fee. 
 
 7 Now may the fpirit's holy fire. 
 Pierce ey*ry heart that hccirs thy worJ^ 
 
( 126 ) 
 
 Confuir.e each hurtful vain defire, 
 
 And make them knew, thou art the Lord. 
 
 HYMN CVIL 
 
 The Corofiaiion of Chrij}. 
 
 \ LL hail the pow'r cf Jefus* name, 
 x\^ Let angels proftrate fall : - 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And crown him Lord cf all. 
 
 2 Crowri him ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from the altar call, 
 Extol the flem of JelTe's rod, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 '^ Ye chofcn feed of ifr'els race, 
 
 A remn?nt weak and fmali, 
 ii'c>.il him v/ho faves you hy his grace, 
 
 An;l .:rovv'n him Lord cf all. 
 
 4 Ye Gehtile fihners, ne'er forget, 
 
 1 he wormwood and the gall, 
 Go fpread your trophies at his i^tt^ 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 i' Youn^ men and old who know his love. 
 
 Who feel your fm and thrall, 
 Nov/ joy with all the hofts above. 
 
 And crown him Lord of all* 
 
 6 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tongue, 
 
 On this tcrreftrial ball, 
 To him all maiefty afcribe, 
 
 And crovvn him liOrd of all, 
 
( 127 ) 
 
 7 O that v/Ith yonder facred throng) 
 
 We at his feet may fall, 
 We'll join the everlafting fong, 
 
 And grown hliU Lord of all. 
 
 H Y M N CVIII. 
 
 The Preacher^s Farewell' 
 I3RETHREN, I bid you 111 farewell^, 
 J3 ^^^ from my vei"y heart, 
 AlFe£lionately I do tell. 
 That you and I muft part. 
 
 2 And if I fee you not again, 
 I trufb that I can fay, 
 
 My labor ihall not be in vain. 
 That I have fpent this day. 
 
 3 I truft I can to record call, 
 All you that hear me now, 
 
 I have declared God's counfels all, 
 As he did me endow. 
 
 4 I now depart, I leave you here, 
 r leave you with the Lord, 
 
 And may we all hencefor^ appear, 
 To be of one accord. 
 
 5 And if we never meet again, 
 While we on earth remain, 
 
 O may we meet on Canaan's ihore, 
 And never part again. 
 
 6 There we fhall join to fing God's praiK',. 
 And all his wonder§ tell. 
 
 And triumph in his holy ways, 
 3o brethren fare you well. 
 
( '28 ) 
 HYMN CIX. 
 
 The CJiriflian^s Warranto 
 
 THO' troubles affall and dangers affright, 
 Tho' friends all fhould fail and foes all 
 unite, 
 Yet one thing fecures us whatever befidc. 
 The prcmlfe aiTures us, the Lord will provide. 
 
 2 The birds without barn or ilorc-houfe are 
 
 fed, 
 From them let us learn to truft in our head ; 
 His faints, what is fitting (hall ne'er be deny'd 
 So long as *tis written, the Lord will provide* 
 
 3 We all may like (hips, by tcmpefts be toft 
 On perilous deeps, but (hall not be loft : 
 Tho* Satan enrages the wind and the tide. 
 Yet fcripturc engages, the Lord will provide, 
 
 4 His call wc*ll obey, like Abra'am of old, 
 We know not the way, but faith makes U3 
 
 bold ; J 
 
 For tho' v/e are ftrangers we have a furc guide 
 And truft in all dangers the Lord will provide. 
 
 5 When Satan appears to flop up the path, 
 And fill us with fears» we'll triumph by faith. 
 He cannot take from us (tho' oft he has try'd) 
 This heart cheering pionjlfc, the Lord vifiii 
 
 provide. 
 
 6 Ke tells us we're weak, our hope ii in vain 
 The good that wc feck we ne'er (hall obtain y 
 
( 129 ) 
 
 ^ut when fuch fuggeftions our graces have 
 try'd, 
 
 This anrwcrs all queftions, the Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 7 No ftrcTigth of our own, or goodnefs we 
 
 claim. 
 Our tra(^ is ail thrown on Jefus' dear name *, 
 In this cur llrong tower, for fafety we hide. 
 The Lord is oar powV, the Lord will provide. 
 
 8 When life finks apace and death is in view, 
 The vjrord of his grace (hall comfort us thro* 
 Nor fearing, nor doubting, with Chrift on our 
 
 fide. 
 We hope to die fhcuting, the Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 H Y M N ex. 
 
 23^ attraBion of the Crofs.— John, xii. 32. 
 
 YONDER— amazing fight ! I fee 
 Th< incarnate Son of God, 
 Expiring on th' accurfed tree. 
 And welt'ring in his blood. 
 
 2 Behold a purple torrent run 
 Down from his hands and head I 
 
 The crimfon tide puts out the fun — 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 3 The tremhling earth, the darkenM {k)\ 
 Proclaim the truth aloud, 
 
 And with th'amaz'd Centur'on cry> 
 «» This is the Son of God." 
 
( '33 ) 
 4 Sogreat^fo vaO: a facrifice, 
 
 May well my hope revive ; 
 If God's own Son thus bireds and dic5« 
 
 The finncr fure may live. 
 
 ^ O that thefe cords of love divine. 
 Might draw me. Lord to thee ; 
 
 Thou haft my heart, it (hall be thine, 
 Thine it fhall ever be. 
 
 H Y M N CXI. 
 
 Precicus Protnifes. — 2 Peter, iii. 4. 
 
 I "TOW firm a foundation, yc faints of the 
 1 Lord, 
 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ? 
 What more can he fay than to you he hath 
 
 faid, 
 You who unto Jefus for refuge have fled ? 
 
 ■z In ev'ry condition, in fickncfs and health, 
 III poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth. 
 At home and abroad, on land or at fca, 
 x^s thy days may demand, ftiall thy flrcngth 
 ever be. -.- • 
 
 3 Fear not, I am with thee,. O be not dif- 
 
 may'd, 
 I, I am thy God, and ftill will give thee aid ; 
 141 ftrcngt-hen thee, help thee, and caufe thee 
 
 to {land,- 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 
 4 When thro' the deep waters I call thcc to 
 
 go,-' • 
 The rivers of woe, fliall not thee overflovir, 
 
( '31 ) 
 
 For I wiilbe with thee, thy troubles to bicff., 
 And fan^tify to thccthydeepeft diitrels. 
 
 5 When thro' fi'ry trials thy patli wzy Hu' 
 
 My grace, all fuificient ftall be thy fupply ; 
 The flame lh?.Il not hurt thee, I only deflgn 
 Thy drofs toco nfuntCjaad thy gold to refine. 
 
 6 Even down to old age, all my people (hal; 
 
 prove 
 My fovereign, eternal, unchangeable love: 
 And when hoarf hair (hall their temples adorn 
 Like lambs they iliall Hill in my bofom be 
 
 borne. 
 
 7 The foul that on Jefus hath leaned for re - 
 
 pofc, 
 I will not, I v/ill not dcfcrt to his foes ; 
 That foul, tho' all hell fliould endeavor to 
 
 flinke, 
 I'll never — no never — no never forfake. 
 
 H Y M N CXII. 
 
 Pleading ivith God urJer affl'icllon. 
 HY fnould a living man compiling 
 
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 Of deep diftrefs within ; 
 Since ev'ry figh and ev'ry pain* 
 Is but the fruit of fm. 
 
 2 No Lord, MI patiently fubmlt, 
 
 Nor ever dare rebel ; 
 Yet fure I may, here at thy . feet. 
 
 My painful feelings t*'li. 
 
( Oi ) 
 
 3 Thou feed what floods of forrow rife. 
 And beat upon my foul ; 
 
 One trouble to another cries. 
 Billows on billows roll, 
 
 4 From fear to hope, and hope to fear, 
 My (hip-wreck'd foul is toft j 
 
 'Till I am tempted in defpair, 
 To give up all for loft. 
 
 5 Yet thro' the ftormy clouds I'll lock, 
 Once more to thee, my God ; 
 
 O fix my foul upon a rock, 
 Beyohci the raging flood. 
 
 6 One look of mercy from thy face. 
 Would fet my heart at eafe, 
 
 One all creating word of grace, 
 Will make the tempeft ceafe. 
 
 HYMN CXIIL 
 
 The Gofpel Trumpet. 
 
 HARK, how the gofpel trumpet founds, 
 Thro' all the world the echo bounds^ 
 And Jefus Chrift's redeeming blood 
 Is bringing finners home to God, 
 And guides him fafely by his word 
 
 to endlefs day, 
 2 Hall all victorious, conq^ring Lord, 
 By all the henv'niy hofts adorM, 
 Who undertook for fallen man. 
 And bro*t falvation thro* thy name, 
 That we with thee might live and reign 
 
 in endlefs day. 
 
( ^33 ) 
 
 3 ^ig^* cfi ye conquering faints, figHt on. 
 And when the conqueft you have won, 
 Then pa}ms of vi£lory,' you fhaii bear, 
 And in his kingdom have a fhare. 
 
 And crowns, of glory you fhnll wear 
 in endlefs day. 
 
 4 Thy blood dear Jefus, once was fpiit, 
 To fave our fouls from fin and guilt; 
 Andfiivicrs now may come to God, 
 And find falvation through his word, 
 And fail by fa^h upon that flood 
 
 to endlefs. day. 
 
 5 Thro' (lorms and calms by faith we ftecr, _ 
 By feeble hopes and gloomy fears, 
 
 'Till we arrive at Canaan's fhore, > 
 
 Where fin and forrcw are more. 
 We fhout our ti bis, there ail o^er 
 to endlefs cay. 
 
 6 Then we fliall in f\^'eet choru3 join. 
 With faints and angels all combine. 
 To fmg of his redeeming love, 
 When rolling years fhali ceafe to move^^ 
 And this fhall be our theme above 
 
 in endlefs day. 
 
 H Y M N CXIV. 
 
 A ivcra of ccmfori to the Lambs of Chr-J}. 
 
 "T^LESS'D be my God that I was bcrn 
 \l^ To heal the joyful found j 
 That I was born to be baptiz'd 
 Where gofptl truths abound. 
 
( 134 ) 
 
 2 BlcfsM be my God lor what I fee. 
 My God for what I hear ; 
 
 I hear fuch bU Tied aews from hcav'n, 
 Nor earth, nor hell I fear. 
 
 3 I hear my= Lord for me was born. 
 My Lord for me did die, 
 
 My Lord for nic did lifc again, 
 And did afcend on liigh. 
 
 4 On high he (lands to plead my ca'afe> 
 And will return again : 
 
 And ff t rne on a glorious tlironc. 
 That 1 with him may reign. 
 
 5 Glory to God the Father be, 
 Glory to God the fon, 
 
 Glory to God the holy ghoft, 
 Glory to God alone. 
 
 HYMN CXV. 
 
 Soul thit'Jtings from Heaven. 
 
 TILL out of the deepeft abyfs 
 Of trouble I mournfully cry ; 
 And pine to recover my peace, 
 And fee my Redeemer and die. 
 
 1 cannot, I cannot forbear 
 
 Thefe paflionate longings for home ; 
 O ! when (hall my fpirlts be there ; 
 O ! \yhen will the meiTenger come. 
 
 2 Thy nature I long to put on, 
 Thine image on earth to regain : 
 
 And then in the grave to lay down, 
 This burden of body and pain. 
 
( '35 ) 
 O ! Jcfus in pity draw near, 
 
 And lull me to llcep on thy brcafl:, 
 Appear to my refcue, appear 
 
 And gather me into thy reft. 
 
 3 To take a poor fugitive in 
 
 The arms of thy mercy difplay, 
 And give me to reft from all fin. 
 
 And bear me triumphant av/ay > 
 Away from a world of diftrefs, 
 
 Away to the manfions above ; 
 A heaven of feeing thy face — 
 
 A heaven of feeling thy love. 
 
 H r M N CXVL 
 
 A Parting Hymn. 
 
 LORD difmifs us with thy blefiing, 
 Send it to us from above ; 
 May we all go home a praiang, 
 
 And rejoicing in thy love ; 
 Farewell brethren, farewell niter,!, 
 •"Till we all fhall meet above. 
 
 2 Pardon Lord now all our follies, 
 While together we have been ; 
 
 INIake us humble make us holy, 
 Cleanfe us all from ev ry fm. 
 
 Farewell brethren, farewell fifters, 
 ' rill wc all fhall meet again. 
 
 3 May thy prefence, Lord go with uSj 
 To each one's refpcclivc home •, 
 
 And the prefence of our Jcfas, 
 Reft upon us ev'ry one 5 
 
 / 
 
( '36 ) 
 
 Karewell brethren farewell fifcera* 
 'Till we all (hall meet at home. 
 
 H X M N CXVII. 
 Prayer anfiaered by CrcJJes. 
 
 IASK'D tht Lord that I might grow, 
 In faithj and love, and every grace, 
 Might more of his falvation know, 
 And feek more earnePiJy his face. 
 
 2 ' Twas he who taught me thus to pray, 
 And he I trulthas anfwer'd. prayer 5. 
 
 But ii: has been in fuch a way, 
 As almoft drove nje to deipdir. 
 
 3 I hop'd that in fome favorM hour^ 
 At once he'd anfwer my requeft j 
 
 And by his love's conftrainlng power, 
 liubdue my fms, and give me reft. 
 
 4 Inflead of this, he made me feci 
 'The hidden evils of m.y heart ; 
 
 And let the angry powers of hell 
 Aflault my foul in every part. 
 
 5 Yet more, with his own hand he feem*d 
 Intent to aggravate my woe ; 
 
 Crcfs'd all the fair defigns I fchem'd, 
 Blalled my gourds, and laid me low. 
 
 6 Loi d, v.'hy is this, I trembling cry<d. 
 Wilt thou purfue thy worm, lo der.th ? 
 
 ris in this way^^' the Lord reply'd, 
 I anfwer prayer fof grace and faith. 
 
 U ( 
 
{ ^37 ) 
 
 7 Thcfc inwKrd trials I employ, 
 
 From felf and pride, to fet thee free 5 
 
 And break thy fchemes 6f earthly joy, 
 That thou may'ft feek thy all in me.'* 
 
 " HYMN CXVIIL 
 
 Difficulties in the ivay ofdntyfiirmounied^ — 
 Hinder me not.— Gen. xxiv. 56. 
 
 WHEN Abram's fcrvant to procure 
 A wife for Ifaac went, 
 He met Rebekah — told his wifii, — 
 Her parents gave confent. 
 
 2 Yet for ten days, they urg*d the man. 
 His journey to delay : 
 
 Hinder me not, he quick rcply'd, 
 Since God hath crown'd my way. 
 
 3 *Twas thus I cry*d when Chrifl the Lord^ 
 My foul to him did wed ; 
 
 Hinder me not, nor friends, nor foes, 
 Since God my way hath fped. 
 
 4 Stay, fays the world, and tafle a wliilcj 
 My ev*ry pleafant fweet i 
 
 Hinder me not, my foul replies, 
 Becaufe the wav is crreat. 
 
 5 Stay, Satan, my old maftcr cries. 
 Or force ihall thee detain ; 
 
 Hinder me not, I will be gone. 
 My God has broke thy chain: 
 
 6 In all my Lord's appointed wayi, 
 My journey Ml puriuc j 
 
( 138 ) 
 
 Hinder me not, ye much lov*d hints. 
 For I muft go with you. 
 
 7 Thro' floods and flames, if Jefus lead, 
 I'll follow where he goes ; 
 
 Hinder me not, (hall be my cry> 
 Tho' earth and hell oppofe, 
 
 8 Thro* duty, and through trials too, 
 I'll go at his command j 
 
 Hinder me not, for I am bound. 
 To my Immani;el*s l^nd. 
 
 9 And when my Savior calls me home. 
 Still this my cry {hall be -, 
 
 Hinder me not, come w;eicome de^th, 
 ril gladly go with thee. 
 
 H T M N CXIX, 
 
 GccJhj^firrow^ arijing from the fufferings of Chrif}^_ 
 
 ALAS ! and did my Savior bleed ? 
 And did my fov<reign die ? 
 Would he devote that facred head . 
 For fuch a worm as I ? 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Thanks to the Lamb, the loving Lamb, 
 
 Who dy'd on Calvary ; 
 The Lamb was flain, from heav*n he came^ 
 
 To bleed and die for me : 
 The Lamb was flain, yet lives again, 
 
 To intercede for me. ^.. 
 
 2 [Th^ body flain, fweet Jefus thine,. > 
 
 And bathed in its own liloor! 
 
C «J9 ) 
 "WJji^c all expofcd to wrath divine, 
 The glor'ous fuilrer ilocd.} 
 
 3 "Was it for crimes that I had done, 
 He groan 'd upon the tree ? 
 
 An^azing pity ! grace uriknovvn ! 
 And love beyond degree !. 
 
 4 Well might the ian la darknefs hide. 
 And fhut his glories in, 
 
 V/hen God the mighty maker dy'd 
 For man the crea^iire'^s fin, 
 
 5 Thus might I. hide my bluiliing face, 
 While his dear crofs appears, 
 
 Diffolve my heart in thaiikfulnefs. 
 And melt my ey.e? to tears. 
 
 6 But drops orgrief c^P ne'er rep«;:. 
 The debt of Jove I owe *, 
 
 Here, Lord, 1, give my felf away, 
 'Pis all that we can do. 
 
 H X m:m cxx. 
 
 The Brethren* s Fareivell, 
 
 BRBTHRSM far-nveli,! do you tell, 
 That you and I meft part ; 
 „igoaway, and here yoti itayj • 
 But fiill yo4 join ill heart. 
 
 2 Your love tb-^riC has run mofl; free^ 
 
 Your converfctiorifweet ; 
 How could,! ba,re Co journey where 
 
 V/ith you I cannot rr'^et. 
 
 -^ ^at ftiil I XiTid.^ my heart's inclinM 
 
( I40 ) 
 VVhcn Chrift doth call, I truit I ihali 
 Be ready for to go. 
 
 4 I Ica^^c you all, both great and fmall, 
 In Chriit's encircled arms *, 
 
 Who will you fave from death and th* grave 
 And fhield you from all harm. 
 
 5 I truft you'll pray, both night and day. 
 And keep your garments white j 
 
 For you and me, that we may be 
 The Children of the light, 
 
 6 If you go firft, amen you mufl:, 
 The will of God be done •, 
 
 I hope the Lord will you reward, 
 With an immortal crown. 
 
 7 If I'm call*d home while I am gone, 
 Indulge no tears for me ; 
 
 I hope to fmg and praife my king, 
 To all eternity. • 
 
 8 I long to go, fo farewell woe, 
 My foul ihall be at reft ; 
 
 No more ihall I complain or figh, 
 But be forever bleft. 
 
 p O may we meet and be complete, 
 
 And long together dwell ; 
 And ferve the Lord with one accord, 
 
 So brethren all farewell. 
 
 HYMN CXXI. 
 
 The Toutli's Refolutlon. 
 HILE I am bleft with youthful bloom? 
 I will adore the Sacred Lamb 
 
< '41 ) 
 That bled and dy'd for me ; 
 If God infpire my heart with grace. 
 And lets me fee his fliining face, 
 A pilgrim I will be. 
 
 2 1*11 leave this world with all its toys^ 
 And feck thofc far fuperior joys, 
 
 That do in Jefus dwell *, 
 If Jefus be my God and kinjj. 
 Immortal triumph I will fing, 
 
 O'er all the powers of hell. 
 
 3 A frowning world I will defy, 
 And all thofe flatt'ring charms deny, 
 
 If Jefus (lands my friend : 
 Not long I have this dorm to ftand, 
 On this enfnaring barren land ; 
 
 My conflict loon will end. 
 
 4 Jefus my friend, my caufe will plead, 
 Condu^l my ilcps, fupply my need, 
 
 And never let mc fall ^ 
 Jefus will all my foes dedroy— 
 Will be my life, my Itrcngtli, my joy •, 
 
 Jefus is all in all, 
 
 !^ With joy I'll fpend my tlcctinp; days^ 
 To fc^nd abroad his hear'nly praife, 
 
 And tell the world his love ; 
 And when I quit this mortal flagc, 
 I (l^allin facred ftrains engage, 
 
 Among the faints above, 
 
 6 Where I Oiall with my Jefus dr/cl!, 
 1.1 joy$ beyond what tongue can icii, 
 
( u: ) 
 
 On that imtriortal fliorc ; 
 Jefus my love fliali 6e my joy, 
 His praifes bs my (\vtct employ, 
 
 And part from him no more. 
 
 FI Y M N CXXII, 
 
 UNI T r. 
 
 LET ftrife forever ceafe. 
 And envy quit the field. 
 Come join and live in love and peace, 
 And to the gofpei yield. 
 
 2 Let bitter words no more, 
 Among the fiints remain ; 
 
 Let ev'ry member cv'ry hour. 
 Submit to Tefus' reip^n. 
 
 ** o 
 
 3 One Lord wc have to fear. 
 One faith tve all confefs ; 
 
 To the fame baptifm adhere, '-'' j 
 
 And magnify free grace. ^ 
 
 4 Then why (hould v/c Cvontend, 
 For meat and drink and drefs. 
 
 And criicify the Lord again, 
 And pierce his v/ounds afreil:. 
 
 5 When bitter v/ords arife, 
 Then Satan has his en ''.3 : 
 
 Vic vvound the he-art and hands of Chrift/ 
 Amidft his chofen friends. 
 
 6 l\o more we'll feci the flame, 
 Nor judg-e ourfeives too wife j 
 
( ^4J ) 
 liut icArch with care to find the beam^ 
 
 That lurks within our eyes. 
 7 Unto the world we prove, 
 
 Th^t we difciplcs are ; 
 They fhall behold us walk in love, 
 
 And fay the Lord is there. 
 S Then we will live like thofe 
 
 Who now agree in love ; 
 And when our eyes by death (hall clofe, 
 
 We'll join with then! above. 
 
 HYMN CXXIII. 
 
 The Christian's Noble]} Refoluticu. 
 
 f\ H ! wretched fouls, who ftrive in vain. 
 ;~\ Slaves to the %vorld, and (laves to fin 
 A nobler toil may I fuftaln, 
 A nobler fatisia^lion win. 
 
 : May I tefolve with all my heart, 
 With all my powers to ferve. the Lord ; 
 xior from his precepts e'er dejjart, 
 "WhoXe fervice is a rich reward. 
 
 3 O I be his fervice all my jof , 
 Around let my example fliine. 
 Till others love the blefs'd employ, 
 And join in labors fo divine. 
 
 4 Be this the purpofe of my foul'. 
 My folema my determin'd choice, 
 To yield to his fupreme control, . 
 
 cc>mmands rejoice. 
 
 •. . • ■ J . . .. u 
 
( 144 ) 
 
 5 O may I never faint nor tire. 
 Nor wandering learc his facrtd ways ; 
 Great God, accept niy fovil-s eleHrc, 
 And give me (Irengtti iQ:.l^pvc thy, prairc. 
 
 HYMN CXXIV. 
 
 The Chri/lianU Warfare. 
 
 MY Captain founds the alarm of war, 
 *' Awake, the powers of hell arc near \ 
 *' To arms ! to arms !" I hear him cry, 
 <Tis your«s to conquer,, or to die. 
 
 2 Rous'd by the afltmating found;. 
 I caft my eager eyes around ; 
 Made hafte to gird my armor on, 
 And bid each trcmb'iing fear be gciit. 
 
 3 Hope is my lielmet, faith my fivleld, 
 Thy word, my God, the fvvord I wield j 
 "With facred truth my loins are girl:, 
 And holy zeal infpircs my heart. 
 
 4 Thus arm^d I venture on the fight : 
 Kefolvd to put my foes to flight : 
 While Jefus kindly deigns to fprcad 
 ills conquering banner o*crrr:y head. 
 
 ^, In him I hope in him I trull. : 
 His bleeding crofs is all my boafl : 
 Thro* troops of foes he'll lead me on, 
 I'o vicL-ry 7S,i \\\c v'Qor's cror/n. 
 
( i4S ) 
 H Y M N CXXV. 
 
 Iimll not let thee go except thou hlep me- 
 Gen. xxxii. 26. 
 
 LORD I cannot let thee go, 
 *TiIl a blefling thou beftow \ 
 Do not turn away thy i^c^ '^.' 
 Mine's an urgent prclFing cafe. 
 
 2 Doft thou a(k me who I am ? -> 
 Ah, my Lord, thoukncw'd my name ! 
 Yet a queftlon gives a plea, 
 
 To fupport my fuit with thee, 
 
 3 Thou didft once a wretch behold. 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy power defy. 
 That poor rebel,' Lord was I, 
 4' Once a (inner near defpa;r. 
 Sought thy mercy feat by prayer ; 
 Mercy heard and fet him free. 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Many days have paft fince then. 
 Many changes I have feen ; 
 
 Yet haifs been upheld nill now, 
 Who could hold me up but thou ? 
 
 6 Thou hail helped in €v^ry nztii^ . 
 This emboldens me to pffead ; 
 After fo much mercy paft, 
 Qin*{l thou let me fink at lad ? 
 
( 146 ) 
 
 ^ No —I muft maintain my hold j 
 « ris thy goodnefs makes me bold, 
 I can no denial take, 
 "When I plead for Jefus* fake. 
 
 H Y M N CXXVI. 
 
 ^he Sinner ^s felf refleBion . 
 
 H Lord ! ah Lord ! \diat have I done ? 
 What will become of me ? 
 What (hall I fay, what fhall I do ? 
 Or whither (hall 1 flee ? 
 
 2 By wand'ring I have loHi myfcif. 
 And here I make my moan : 
 
 O whither, whither have I ftray'd ! 
 Ah ^ Lord v/hat have I done ? 
 
 3 Thy candle fearches all my rooms. 
 And now I plainly fee. 
 
 The num'rous fins of earth and hell 
 Are fummed up in me. 
 
 4 The ittdi^ cf all the ills that grow. 
 Are in my garden fown, 
 
 And multitudes of them are fprung ; 
 
 Ah { Lord what have I done ? 
 z, I have been Satan's willing fiJive, 
 
 And his moft eafy^rcy : 
 ' le was riot readier to command 
 
 Than I was to obey : 
 
 J Or, if at times he left my foul, 
 Yet itiii his works weat on ; 
 
( 147 ) 
 
 1 y/as a tempter to myfelf ; 
 
 Ah, Lord ! what have I done ! 
 
 7 I puft at all the threats of hcav'ii. 
 
 And flighted all its charms : 
 Nor Satan*s fetters would I leave 
 
 For Chrift's inviting arms. 
 S I had a foul but priz'd it not ; 
 
 And nov/ my foul is gone, 
 My forced cries do pierce the fkies i 
 
 Ah, Lord ! what have I done ! 
 
 // r M N CXXVIL 
 
 The Pilgr'wis mutual Conference, 
 
 HAIL ! happy Pilgrims, whence came ye 
 And whither are you bound ? 
 Who from the land of Egypt flee, 
 'Tis Cana'n we have found. 
 
 2 Ho-vv come ye firft to walk this way ? 
 Were you alarm'd with fear ? 
 
 A fchool-maftcr appcar'd one diJijy 
 With countenance fevere : 
 
 3 His prefencc flruck our hearts with awe } 
 His eyes appear'd like flame ; 
 
 I am faid he, the holy law ; 
 And from mount Sinai came. 
 
 4 Then lo, our fentencs' he dcclar'd 
 Was evcrlafting dcith : 
 
 For 'till he had his full demand, 
 We were cxpos'd to v/rath. 
 E 2 
 
( 148 ) 
 
 5 Atlaft a mefTcngcr of peace, 
 Everlafting by name, 
 
 AppearM and gave us f\y€et relcafe. 
 From that devouring flame. 
 
 6 He pointed to the lamb of God, 
 In that diftrefiing day^ 
 
 And faid, behold his precious blood, 
 That takes your guijt aw^y, 
 
 7 Thus were w^e from our bondage freed 
 And fet at liberty ; 
 
 Come then dear brethren, well agreed, 
 For thusredeem'd were we. 
 
 8 Come let us then together walk, 
 Together let us iing ; 
 
 Be this the fubje£l of our talk^ 
 To praife the Lamb our King, 
 
 B Y M N CXXVIIL 
 
 Jnviiaticn to Sinners, 
 
 COME finners to the gofpel fejifl. 
 Let ev'ry foul be Jefus' gueft *, 
 Ye need not one be left behind. 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 " Have me excus'd" why will you fay ; 
 From healdi, and life, and liberty 5 
 From ail that is in Jefi^s giv'n, 
 
 From oardon, holinefs and heav'n. 
 
 3 Come then you fouU by fin oppreft, 
 Ye weary wanderers after reft ♦, 
 
( M9 ) 
 Yc poor and mnimed, halt and blindp 
 In Chrift a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 See him fet forth before your eyes, 
 Behoid the bleeding facrifice j 
 His offer'd love let all cn-xbracc. 
 And freely now be fav'd by grace. 
 < Ye who believe his record true, 
 Shall fup with him and he with you ; 
 Come to the feaft be favM from fin, 
 For Jefus waits to take you in. 
 
 6 This is the time, no more delay 5 
 This is the glorious gofpel day ; 
 Come in this moment at his call. 
 And live to him who dy'd for all. 
 
 H T M N CXXIX. 
 
 Joy in the Hcly Ghofl. 
 
 MY foul doth magnify the Lord> 
 My fpirit doth rejoice 
 In God my Savior and my God, 
 I hear his joyful voice. 
 
 2 I need not go abroad for joy. 
 Who have a feafl at home ; 
 
 My fighs are turned into fongs. 
 The comforter is conae. 
 
 3 Down from above, the blcfied dove 
 Is come into my breaft. 
 
 To witnefs God's eternal love ; 
 This k my heavenly feaft, 
 
 E 3 
 
( '50 ) 
 
 4 This makes me Abba Father cry, 
 V/ith confidence of foul •, 
 
 It makes mc cry, my Lord, my God, 
 And that without controul. 
 
 5 There is a dream tvhich ilTucs fortli 
 From God's eternal throne, 
 
 And from the L^mb, a Jiving ftream. 
 Clear as the chryftal. ftone, 
 
 6 The ftreams do water paradife. 
 It makes the angels fing : 
 
 One cordial drop revives my heart, 
 Hence all ray joys do fpring. 
 
 7 Such joys as are unfpeakable, 
 And full of glory too j 
 
 Such hidden manna, hidden pearls, ■ 
 As worldhngs do not know. 
 
 8 Eye hath not feen, nor car hath heard. 
 From fancy 'tis concealed, 
 
 What thou, Lord, Iiaft laid up for thine. 
 And haft to me reveal'd. 
 
 9 I fee thy face, I hear thy voice, 
 I tafte thy fives tell love ; 
 
 My foul doth ksp : But O £or wings. 
 The wings of Noah's dave. 
 
 10 Then flioald I fiec, far hence away, 
 Leaving this world of Hn : 
 
 Then fb^ould my Lord, put forth his liand, 
 And kindly take me in, 
 
 1 1 Then ihould my foul with angels feaft, 
 Qn joys that always laft ; 
 
( >5i ) 
 
 BlefsM be my God, the God of J07, 
 Wlio givey me here a taile. 
 
 H Y M N CXXX. 
 
 Chrijlians rejoicing in the hope and glory of God, 
 
 LO ! wc are journeying home to God, 
 Bid by- the fpirit ccmc ; 
 And in the way his cliildren trod, 
 We feck our Father's home. 
 
 2 Wc walk a narrow path, and rough, 
 And we are tir'd and weak : 
 
 Yet we (hail foon have red enough, 
 In thofe blefs'd courts we feek. 
 
 3 Nigh to the country wc appear, 
 
 Stor'd with eternal blifn ; ^ 
 
 We know we quickly (hall be there, 
 In fight our city is. 
 
 4 Upon Mount Zion's diftant top, 
 A Lamb,, our eyes behold ; 
 
 'Tis Jefus, look ye children up. 
 He calls us to his fold. 
 
 5 We fee him with his raiment red. 
 As tho' befmear'd with blood. 
 
 As newly flain he ftands ; he bled. 
 Us to redeem to God, 
 
 6 About him clad with fnowy vefls, 
 Appears a countlefs throng 5 
 
 Thefe are his faints, his kings, his prieus, 
 Who Hng til' eternal fong. 
 
 E 4 
 
( «5^ ) 
 7 How bleft, how more than happy thelcj 
 
 Who thus their Lord attend; 
 We, brethren, in their hofts fhall praife, 
 
 We foon fhall there afcend. 
 
 HYMN CXXXI. 
 
 Delight of Praife for the Holy Scriptures. 
 
 I BLESS the Lord, 
 Who gives his word. 
 To rule and guide me right ; 
 To hear him fay, 
 Love and obey, 
 Affords fupreme delight, 
 
 2 A holy joy, 
 V/ithout alloy, 
 
 With facred tranfport flows j 
 
 From truth divine, 
 
 I feel it mine, 
 To give my foul repofe. 
 
 3 With facred love. 
 My pafTions move, 
 
 I burn with ftrong defire ; 
 
 With holy aim. 
 
 And inward flame, 
 1 feel my foul on fire. 
 
 4 By grace refin-d, 
 My foul inclined, 
 
 Shall confecrate my days, 
 
 As due to none 
 
 But God alone. 
 And give him all the praife. 
 
C 153 ) 
 
 HYMN CXXXII, 
 
 Longing after ChriJ}. 
 
 COMPANIONS of thy lltde fioc'-, 
 Dear Lord, we fain would be j 
 Our helpIeTs hearts to thee look up. 
 To thee, our Shepherd lice. 
 
 2 O might we lean upon that bread. 
 Which love and pitjT fill, 
 
 And now become thofe lambs cared. 
 That in thy bofom dwell. 
 
 3 Howfweet that voice, how fweet ihathand 
 Which leads to paitures fair. 
 
 Shews Canaan's milk and honey land. 
 Lot of thy flock fo dear. 
 
 4 Rich grace, free grace, moil fwectly cali, 
 Direclly come who will, 
 
 Jull as you are ; for Chrifl receives 
 Poor helplefs fmners ftiii. 
 
 5 'Tis grace each day that feeds our fouls 5 
 Grace keeps us only pure ; 
 
 And O ! thar nothing clfe but grace 
 ■ May rule for evermore. 
 
 5 As one iq heart, let's all rejoice 
 
 The finncr's friend to praife ; 
 1 he Shepherd died ; Oh ! 'tis his voice j_' 
 
 iic'U us to glory raife. 
 
 E 5 
 
C IS4 ) 
 fl Y M N CXXXItl. 
 
 Meat and Drink indeed* 
 
 TO-day Immanuel feeds his fheep, 
 The purchafe of his blood ; 
 To-day Jehovah keeps a fend, 
 For all the fens of God. 
 
 2 The bread of Gcd is freely giv*n, 
 The food for fslnts above ; 
 
 The living bread fent dov/n from heav'ti. 
 The fruit of pardoning love. 
 
 3 Lo ! Chrift bur Hiepherd, gave us life. 
 To anfwer all our need 5 
 
 His body crucifi'd, is meat, 
 His blood is drink indeed. 
 
 4 Ye hungry, thirfly fouls draw near. 
 And living bread receive ; 
 
 Tafle the provifions of your God, 
 And freely eat and iivt. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXIV. 
 
 Another. 
 
 ARISE, my foul, with wonder fee 
 What love divine for thee hath done 
 Behold thy forrow, fin and grief, 
 Ara laid on Gcd*3 eternal Son. 
 
 2 See from his head, his hands, his feet. 
 Sorrow and grief flow mingling down ; 
 
 I>id e*cr fuch love, fuch forrow meet, 
 Q. - -^- rnn:iDofe fo bright ?. c'^"'* I 
 
( 1 55 ) 
 
 3 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a prefent far too fmall ; 
 
 Love fo amazing, fo divine. 
 
 Demands my foul, my life, my alJ, 
 
 HYMN CXXXV. 
 
 The remembrance ^f Chriji in the Supper^ 
 
 CHRIST in that night he was betray'd. 
 Took bread, gave thanks, it break and 
 My broken body here you fee, (faid, 
 
 Take, eat it, and remember me. 
 
 2 Thus alfo, he the cup did take ; 
 Here's fealing blood (hcd for your fake. 
 Which doth my tell'menc ratify; 
 
 Let all drink and remember me. 
 
 3 Your pardon, with what's for your good. 
 Is purchased with my deareft blood : 
 
 My blood to you makes pardon free ; 
 In drinking then remember me. 
 
 4 For hungry fouls here's manna rare, 
 God fends fiom heaven for your fare j 
 This manna falls now plenteoully j 
 
 In eating then remember me. 
 
 5 Here ,God (its on a throne of grace ; 
 Where finful man may fee his face ; 
 My blood procures your accefs free, 
 
 In drinking then remember me. 
 
 6 See here the tree of life with fruit, 
 
 And leaves whithheal, andftrcngth recruit 
 E < 
 
( 156 ) 
 
 ihefe I (hake down poor foul to thee 5 
 Eat freely and remember me. 
 
 7 Sse jacob*s ladder here fet up, 
 A covenanting God at top ; 
 
 Climb and God will tranfadl with thee, 
 In doinpj this remember me. 
 
 8 Hfence runs of life the river pure, 
 Which our foui&* wounds doth cleanfe and 
 
 cure, 
 It freely runs to all you fee : 
 Drink by faith, and remember me. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXVI. 
 
 Marriage Hymn. 
 
 1r ORD, from thy throne of flowing grace 
 _}x 4 Thy choiced blelTing give ; 
 
 And en thy fervants caufc thy f^ce 
 To fliine, and they fliail live, 
 
 2 Enrich them with thy heavenly grace. 
 Unite their hearts in love ; 
 
 May they, in all thy holy ways, 
 To thee themfelves approve. 
 
 3 Let harmony and holy love. 
 And fricndlhip ever run, 
 
 Thro' all their thouglits and life to prove, 
 Of twain they now are one. 
 
 4 Allure them, Jcfus ! whh thy charriis, 
 And joyfully they'l flee, 
 
 By faith and love into thine arms. 
 And thus be one in thee. 
 
( 157 ) 
 
 5 Adorn their houfe, adorn their v/ays, 
 
 With fruit, divinely fair ; 
 So in this world they'l (hew thy praifc. 
 
 In th' next thy glory (liars. 
 
 HYMN CXXXVII. 
 
 The Beggar^s Prayer. 
 
 NCOURAG'D by thy word 
 ■_j Of promife to the poor, 
 khold a beggar, Lord, 
 Waits at thy mercy-door -, 
 Ko hand, no heart, dear Lord but thine. 
 Can help, or pity v/ants like mine, 
 
 2 The beggar's ufual plea, 
 Relief from intn to eaiii. 
 
 If ofFer'd unto thee 
 
 I know thou wouldft difdain : 
 But thofe which move thy gracious ear, 
 Are fuch as rnen would fcora to hear. 
 
 3 I have no right to fay 
 That tho' I now am poor. 
 
 Yet once there was a day 
 When I pollcded rnorc ; 
 Thou knowcll from my very birth 
 Fve been the pooreft wretch on earth. 
 
 As Beggars often do, 
 Tho' grearis my diftrsfj, 
 
 Mv faults have' been but few : 
 
 E 7 
 
( '53 ) 
 
 If thou fhouldft leave my foul to ftarve. 
 It would be v/hat I (hould deferve. 
 
 5 Nor dare I to pretend 
 I never begg'd before. 
 
 And if thou now befriend, 
 ril trouble thee no more ; 
 Thou often huft reliev'd my pain. 
 And I muft often come again. 
 
 6 Tho* crumbs are much too good 
 For fuch a wretch as I, • 
 
 No lefs than children's food 
 My foul can fatisfy : 
 
 do rot frown and bid me ^o ', 
 
 1 mufb have all thou canft beflovr. 
 
 7 Nor can I willing be 
 Thy bounties to conceal 
 
 From others, who like me, 
 
 Their wants and burger (ce] ; 
 Til tell them of thy mercy's fiore. 
 And try to fend a thcufand more, 
 
 S Thy ways, thcu only wife, 
 Cur thot's and ways tranfcend, 
 
 Far 2.3 the: arched (kics ' 
 
 Above this earth extend :. 
 
 Such pieas as mine, micn would nothearj, 
 
 I>ut God receives a beggar's prayer. 
 
 II Y M N CXXXVIII. 
 
 Cctvp'-ft'd en the death cf a Wife, 
 y TOV/ vain are the picafures of timCj. 
 £l^ ric-*7 fond are vain, mortals of life,' 
 
( 159 ) 
 
 Xherefs nought of the heav-nly fublime, 
 There^s nought but confufioii and ftrife, 
 
 ^ My bride, the dear wife of my youth, 
 Lies panting and gafping for breath. 
 
 More pleased with tht; beauties of truth. 
 And blefs*d in th* embraces .of death. 
 
 3 Her druggies are long and fevere, 
 
 While llruggling and coughing, (he fmiles^ 
 Sa*ing, Jefus has made me his care, 
 
 I foon fnall forget all my toils. 
 ^4 She calls for the chariot of Chriil, 
 
 How flowly it moves on the way. 
 How long, my Lord Jefus, fhe cries. 
 
 How long have I here, yet to ftay ? 
 
 5 Yet Jefus is faithful to me, 
 He pities the pain I now fed ; 
 
 I (hall not outftay his decree. 
 He gives me his love as his fsal. 
 
 6 Farewell my dear hu{band,fays flie. 
 Now from your kind bofom I leap. 
 
 With Jefus my bridegroom to be. 
 My flefh in the cold tomb fhall lleep'o 
 
 7 And thus Ci\Q continued to cry 
 For patience to wait for the word. 
 
 Till from us flic leap d and did ily. 
 Forever co dwell with tlie Lord. 
 
 8 Now like a difconfolate dove, 
 I'm left all alone here to mourn ; 
 
 O may the land powers above 
 
 Shew pity to me \vhile alone. E 8 
 
( i6o ) 
 
 9 I look through the rooms of my houfe, 
 Each door on its hinges doth turn, 
 
 Wiiile fcnrching I find not my fpoufe, 
 Nor will (lie to me e'er return. 
 
 10 How lonefome my table to me, 
 How empty the pbce where flic fat. 
 
 What lonefome devotion I pay, 
 Y/hsre together i"o happy we met. 
 
 1 1 And (lillfor to heighten my grief, 
 My fons, a kind mother have loft, 
 
 They can't go to her for relief, 
 
 O may they in God put their trufl. 
 
 12 And fiiall I indulge my complaint, 
 And ttllyou how lonefonie my bed ; 
 
 And try all my feelings to painr. 
 And fix to each note a dark (liade ? 
 
 13 There's none that can learn my complain^ 
 Uniefs it is ftamp'd on his heart j 
 
 Not all that gay heathens can paint. 
 Can tell how true lovers do part. 
 
 14 Butthcfe vvho have loft their beft part. 
 Torn from thern ftill leaving the wound, 
 
 Ivlay guefs how I feel at my heart, 
 And notes of this kind can be found. 
 
 15 My paflions will lead me too far ; 
 My grief I will leave with the Lord,-- 
 
 I triift I fhall fliortly go where 
 
 Vain pafhon can't lead from his, word.. 
 
 16 My lyric I now will conclude. 
 
 And pleas'd with the tho'ts of releafe 
 
^ . (.«6. ) 
 
 From troubles that do me furround. 
 To dwell in the regions of peace. 
 
 17 While I think of concluding my fon?, 
 
 Methinks fhe bends downwards her wingis 
 And whifpers you*re not to ftay long, 
 You*ll ihortly come home to our king. 
 
 is She now views more wonders at once. 
 Than ages on earth can relate. 
 
 From nation to nation fhe runs, 
 Then mounts to the heavenly feat. 
 
 79 Thei-e waiting for further cemmands. 
 
 At length fi^.e's dirc6ted to fly 
 To further inhabited lands, 
 
 New glories and v/onders to fpy, 
 
 20 And while fhe their beauties beholds, 
 She having her lyre well itrung. 
 
 Mounts up in the chariots of gold. 
 And ftrikes an eternal new fong. 
 
 21 How long my dear Jefus, hov/ long. 
 Ere I fliaii come home to my king. 
 
 And join that eternal new fong. 
 And with my kind Efther to ling ? 
 
 22 It is but a moment or two, 
 
 I have in this v/orid for to flay, 
 Bcf-r^I itiall leap 2.nd mud go 
 roHng in the legiQfis of day. 
 
 25 With patience 1*11 wait for the morn. 
 Nor think the dark moments are long- 
 E 9 
 
( i62 ) 
 
 IJntii niy Lord Jefus return. 
 Then join the angelical (erg. 
 
 H Y M N CXXXIX. 
 
 O/i ihe great duty cf Prayer. 
 
 '^'~'^y^Vli\T various hindrances v/e meet, 
 
 i/V J- coming to the mercy feat; 
 " et who that knows the worth of T^rav'r 
 But v/ifhes to be often there. 
 
 Prsy'r maker; the davlcc^ clouds withdrav.'y 
 iVay'r climbs the ladder Jacob faw ; 
 Gives cxercife to faith and lo'/e, 
 liri.igs ev*ry blelTing from sbove. 
 
 -1 R-cftraining prayer, ^rc ccafe to fip:hi : 
 rray'r m^kes the chriftian armor bright ; 
 /'^nd Satan trembles when lie fees 
 "'he weakcd faint upon his knees. 
 
 V.'hfnMcfes flood with arms fpread wide, 
 • "7,!^ found en Ifr'cl's fide; 
 •hen through wcarinefr. they fail'd, 
 :. monient Amcleck prcvaii'd. 
 
 Have YOU no words ? Ah, think ajiain, 
 drds ■flo'vv npifcs when you comphin, 
 '.d f;!! yout felloW'creaturcs' ears 
 . ith the fad t/'e of all your cares. 
 
 :• Were hair our breath, thus vainly ^^cwt^ 
 'Vo l\p;>v'n in fnpplication fent, 
 
 whecrful fongs would often be, 
 . ^; ]: '!ic Lord h^s done fcr me. 
 
( 1^3 ) 
 II y IvI N GXL. 
 
 l^he *LVorh. of a Miniflrr. 
 
 EFORE thy throne Eternal King, 
 Thy minifters their tribute bring ; 
 Their tribute of united praife, 
 For heav'nly news and peaceful days. 
 
 2 We fing the conqueft of thy fword, 
 And publifh loud thy healing word ; 
 While angels found thy glorious name, 
 Thy faying grace our iips proclaim. 
 
 3 Thy various fcrvice we efteem, 
 Our fweet employ, our blifs fupreme, 
 And while we feel thy heavenly love, 
 We burn like feraphims above. 
 
 4 Nor feraphs there can ever raife, 
 With us an equal fong of praife ; 
 They are the noblefl work of God, 
 J3ut we the purchafe of his blood. 
 
 5 Still in thy work would wc abound, 
 Still prune the vine or plow the ground ; 
 Thy fliecp with wholefome pafture feed, 
 And watch them witli unweari'd heed. 
 
 (^ Thou art our Lord, our life our love, 
 Our care below, our crown above; 
 Thy praife fhall be our blelt employ, 
 Thy prefence our eternal joy. 
 
( ^^4 ) 
 
 H r M N cxii. 
 
 Chrtjfs Crucifixion, 
 
 JESUS drinks the bitter cup. 
 The wine prefs treads alone, 
 Tears the graves and mountains up. 
 
 By his expiring groan : 
 Lo ! the powers of heaven he fhakcs. 
 
 Nature in convulfion lies, 
 Earth^s profoundeft centre quakes. 
 The great Jehovah dies. 
 
 2 Dies the glorious caufe of ail, 
 The true eternal plan, 
 
 Falls to raife us from our fail. 
 
 To ranfom linful man 5 
 Well may Sol withdraw his light, 
 
 With the fufF-rcr fympathize. 
 Leave the world in Tudden night, 
 
 While his Creator dies. 
 
 3 O my God, he dies for me, 
 I ffeel the mortal fmart ! 
 
 See him hanging on a tree, 
 
 A fight that breaks my heart I 
 
 O that all to thee might turn ; 
 Sinners ye may love him too j 
 
 Look on him ye piefc'd, and mourn 
 For one who Lkd for you, 
 
 4 Weep o'er your deiire and hop? 
 With tears of humble ft love ; 
 
 Sing for Jefus is gone up, 
 And reigns enthroned above } 
 
( i65 ) 
 
 Lives our head to die no more, 
 
 Pow^r is ail to Jcfus giv'n, 
 Worfhip'd as he was before. 
 
 The immortal King of heav'n. 
 
 H r M N CXLIL 
 
 Chrijl's Afcenfton^ 
 
 HAIL the day that fees him rife, 
 Ravifh'd from our wifhful eyes 5 
 Chrift a while to mortals giv'n, 
 Re-afccnds his" native heaven. 
 There the pompous triumph waits \ 
 " Lift up your heads, eternal gates ! 
 '■'- Wide unfold the radiant fcene, 
 " Take the King of glory in !" 
 
 2 Him tho* higheft heaven receives. 
 Still he loves the earth he leaves; 
 Tho' returning to his throne. 
 
 Still he calls the world his own ; 
 Still for us he intercedes, 
 PrevalvCnt his death he pleads ; 
 Next himfelf prepares our place, 
 Harbinger of human race. 
 
 3 Mafter (may we ever fay) 
 Taken from our head to day ; 
 Sic thy faithful fervants, fee, 
 Ever gazing upon thee ! • 
 Grant, tho' parted from our fight : 
 High above yon azure height, 
 Grant our hearts m:iy thither rife, 
 ^oU'wing thee beyond the Ikies. 
 
( i66 ) 
 4 Ever upward let us move, 
 Wafted on the wings of love ; 
 Looking, when our Lord (hall come 
 Longing, gafping after home ; 
 There we (hall with thee remain, 
 Partners of thine cndlcfs reign, 
 There thy face unclouded fee, 
 Find our heav*n of heav'ns in thee. 
 
 HYMN CXLIII. 
 
 For a perfon under temptations^ 
 
 JESUS, lover of my foul. 
 Let me to thy bofom fly, 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tcmpeffc ftill is high 5 
 Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 
 Till the ftorm of life is pad : 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 O receive my foul at laft ! 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none ^ 
 Hangs my helplefs foul on thee— 
 
 Leave, oh ! leave me not alone. 
 Still fupport and comfort me ; 
 
 All my truft on thee is ftay'd. 
 All mine help from thee I bring, 
 
 Cover my defencelefs head. 
 With the {hadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, O Chrift, art all I want, 
 More than all in thee I find : 
 
 Raife the fallen, cheer the faint. 
 Heal the fick and lead the blind> 
 
. ( i67 ) 
 
 Juft and holy is thy name ; 
 
 I am all unrighteoufnefs ! 
 Vile and full of fin I am, 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee I founds 
 
 Grace to pardon all my Cn ; 
 Let the healing ftreams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let ms take of thee, 
 Spring thou up within my heart. 
 
 Rife to all eternity. 
 
 HYMN CXLIV. 
 
 The ChriftianiT complaint^ and prayer fir the. 
 Impenitent. 
 
 AH ! woe is me, conftrainM to dwell 
 Among the fons of night ; 
 Poor finners drcpping into hell, 
 
 "Who hate the gofpel light : 
 Wild as the untam'd Arab's race, 
 
 Who from their Savior fly j 
 And trample on his pard'ning grace, 
 And all his threats defy. 
 
 2 Yet here alas ! in pain I live. 
 
 Where Satan keeps his feat, 
 And day by day for thofe I grieve, 
 
 Who will to fin fubmit ; 
 With gufhing eyes their deeds! fee. 
 
 Their punilhment is nigh, 
 I aflc with him who ranfomM me. 
 
 Why will you fin and die ? 
 
( i68 ) 
 
 3 Jefus, Redeemer of mankind 
 
 Difplay thy faving pow«r ; 
 Thy mercy let thofc outcafts find. 
 
 To know their gracious hour : 
 Ah ! give them Lord a longer fpace j 
 
 Nor fuddenly confume. 
 But let thcrn take the proffered grace, 
 
 And flee the wrath to come. 
 5 Open their eyes and cars to fee 
 
 Thy crofs, to hear the cries. 
 Sinner thy Savior weeps for thee, 
 
 For thee he weeps and dies. 
 All the day long he meekly (lands, 
 
 His rebels to receive j 
 And (hews his v/ounds, and fpreads his hands, 
 
 And bitia you turn anil live. 
 
 H Y M N CXLV. 
 
 The Tear of Jubilee. 
 
 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 The gladly folemn found ; 
 Let all the nations know 
 
 To earth's remcteft bound : 
 The year of Jubilee is come, 
 Return ye ranfoai*d Tinners home ! 
 'j; The gofpcl trumpet hear, 
 
 The ae;vs of heav'niy grace -, 
 Ye happy fouls draw near, 
 
 Bthcld your Savior's face j 
 The year of Jubilee is come, 
 Return ta your eternal home ! 
 
C >69 }: 
 3 Extol the Lamb of Goo, 
 
 The f|!l atonln:^ Lamb ; 
 Redemption, in his blood 
 
 Throi^hour the world proGlaim >^ 
 The yeat of Jubilee is come. 
 Return y(e ranl'oni'd finnershome. 
 
 H Y M N CXLVf. 
 
 .Prcy't j'or the- hcfe cf Glory 
 
 T SOJOTJP.M ill a, vale of tears, 
 _|_ Alas how can I fing ! 
 My harp doth on the willows hang» 
 Diftua'd in ev'ry (Iring. 
 
 2 My niuGc is a captive's chair»3 ; 
 Horlh founds my ears to fill % 
 
 How (halM fm,:: fv/eet Zion's foiigs, 
 ■ On this fide Zion^s hill ? 
 
 3 Yet ]o ! I ficar the joyful found. 
 Surely 141 quickly come I 
 
 Eacii v/ord rruch fv^'eetnefs doth diftii, 
 Like a i\}^X honey comb. 
 
 4 And dofl thoa come my dearefc Lord r^ 
 And doft thou furely come ? 
 
 And dofl thou furelv quickly come ? 
 Ivlethinivs I am at home. 
 
 5 Come then my dcarcft, dearefl Lord, 
 My fwcctefi: furcO: friend ; 
 
 Come, for I loath thefc Kedar tents I 
 The tieiy chariot i^vA, 
 
 6 What have I- in this birr-^n land ? 
 My Jcfu3 is net here \ 
 
( 170 ) ^ 
 Mine eyes will ne'er be bleft until 
 My Jeius doth appear. 
 
 7 My Jefus is gone up to heav*n 
 To get a place for me ; 
 
 For 'tis his will, that where he is 
 There {hould his fervants be. 
 
 8 Canaan I view from Pifgah's top, 
 Of Canaan's grapes I talle ; 
 
 My Lord who fends unto me here. 
 Will fend for me at laft. 
 
 9 I h?.ve a God that changeth ncty 
 V/hy (hould I be perplext ? 
 
 My God that owns me in this world 
 
 Will own me in the next. 
 ID My dearell friends they dwell above,^ 
 
 Them will I go to let : 
 And all my friends i.i ChriH belov/ 
 
 Will foon com.e after me. 
 
 // r M N CXLVIL 
 
 Tkc Sinner s Fear, 
 \ LAS I for I have feen the LorH, 
 Xj^ With a drawn fword he (lood j 
 Now might he flieathe it in my Sefh, 
 And bathe it in my blood. 
 
 2 I've dar'd him with my mighty fins, 
 
 As if he was to:' [Imv ; 
 But now he corneal both arm'd and girt. 
 As an enr;iged foe. 
 
 3 What fhall a guilty finn - ' -, 
 ^Vl--" i'^dice does apps... ■' 
 
( V7» ) 
 
 O whither (hall I See from himfj 
 Whofe place is ev*ry -where ? 
 
 4 As I can neither (land nor fly. 
 So neither can 1 bear 
 
 The mighty hand which grinds the rocks, 
 And doth foundations tear. 
 
 5 My pale, my poor, my trembling foul, 
 Does ftart at ev'ry thing ; 
 
 It hourly fears huge hofts of wrath 
 From this incenfed King. 
 
 6 Should he but his commiffion grant. 
 Ail creatures would engage 
 
 Againft me as their foe profefs'd, 
 With an united rage. 
 
 7 My fears are juft ; I defervehell, 
 And 'tis my proper hire ; 
 
 But who can dwell •, O ! who can dwell 
 With everlafting fire ? 
 
 H r M N CXLVIIL 
 
 The unknown World, — Coinpofed on the tolling of 
 a Bell. 
 
 HAH.K ! my gay Triends, that folemn tol^ 
 Speaks the departure of a foul \ 
 'Tis gone, that's all v/e know — not where, 
 Orhu// th* unbody'd foul doth fare, 
 
 2 In that iP.yfter'ous world none knows 
 But God alone, to who.m it goes ; 
 To whom departed fouls return, 
 'i'o take their doom, to fmile or mourn. 
 
( 172 )• 
 
 '. Oh ! by what glimmering light we vicw^- 
 The unknown world we're haft'ning to I 
 God has lock'U up the myftic page. 
 And curtalnM darkacfs round the flase I 
 
 4 Wife heav'n to render fearch perplest. 
 Has drawn 'f.vixt this world and the next 
 A dark impenetrable kztcn^ 
 
 III behind which, is yet unfeen ! 
 
 5 We talk of heav'n, we talk of hell; 
 But whit they|mean no tongue can tell , 
 Heavn is the realm where angels, are, 
 And hell the cha:)s of defpair ! 
 
 6 But what thefe awful v/orxis imply,. 
 None of UG know until we die ! 
 Whether we will or no, we muft 
 Take the fucceedin^ vrcrld on truft. 
 
 7 This hour perhaps our friend is well, 
 Death (Iruck the next, he cries farewell ! 
 J die — and tiien, for ought v;e fee, 
 Ceafes at once tr. breathe and be. 
 
 8 Thus launch*d from life's ambiguous {hore»- 
 IngulphM Ivx death, appears no more ; 
 Then undirecl-ed to repair 
 
 To diilant worlds we know not where. 
 
 9 Swift flies the foul, perhaps 'tis gone 
 A thoufand leagues beyond the fun ; . 
 Or twice ten thoufand more thrice told, 
 Ere the forfaken clay is ccld ! 
 
 10 And yet who knows, if friends vvs loy'd, 
 Tiio' dear, may be fo far removM ; 
 
( 173 ) 
 
 ' Only a veil of fielh bttw een , 
 Perhaps they watch us tho* unfeen. 
 
 11 Whilft we their lofs lamenting faya 
 They're out of hearing, far away , 
 Guardians to us perhaps they^re iiear. 
 Concealed in vehicles of air. 
 
 1 2 And yet no notices they give , 
 Nor tell U3 where or how they live 5 
 Tho' confcious, whilft with us below, 
 How much themfelves defir'd to know i 
 
 1 3 As if bound up by folemn fate. 
 To tell the fecret of their ftate : 
 Tg tell their joys or pains to none, 
 That man might live by faith alone. 
 
 14 Well, let my foy'reign, if he pleafe. 
 Lockup his marvellous di^icrees : 
 
 Why fliauld I wifli him to reveal 
 What he thinks proper to conceal ? 
 
 15 It is enough that I believe. 
 Heaven's brighter than I can conceive. 
 And he that makes it all hie care 
 
 To ferve God here,fhall fee hiin there ! 
 
 16 But Oh ! what worlds fhall I furvey. 
 The moment that I leave this clay ! 
 How fudden the furprife, how new- i 
 
 -•X.et it my God be happy too. 
 
APPENDIX. 
 
 I. ^he True Chrijlian. 
 
 ALL we who have known the Law'st 
 dreadful fentencc 
 Should put on the armor the gofpel prepares, 
 Uy faith, love and patience, and living repen- 
 tance, 
 Commit to ths Lord all our caufes and cares, 
 We'll die to this world, and all its falfe pleaf- 
 
 urcs, 
 And in our Lord's Kingdom we'll lay up our 
 
 treafure, 
 Where fafety, and honor, and love without 
 meafurc, 
 Invite U3 to join the bleft enfign of life." 
 
 2 Oh ! then may I never forget the great 
 
 bleffing. 
 Of him who hath purchafM my life with his 
 
 blood, 
 And to iiis great father now makes in terceflion 
 That thofc who believe may become fons of 
 
 God, 
 What tho' while below we do meet with 
 
 temptation, 
 Xhrough faith we fliall conq[uer, Oh fwceft 
 
 ^^onfolation. 
 
( '75 ) 
 
 For Jefas liatli told us thro* great tribulation. 
 His fervants mud enter the Kingdom of 
 rea. 
 
 3 May each 'with fincerc and unfeign'd refo- 
 
 lutlon, 
 
 Purfue the {Iraight path that our favior hath 
 trod, 
 
 Nor world, fiefli, nor devil can make a difun- 
 ion» 
 
 Twixt Cnrifl: and the foul that k born of God, 
 
 Forfp.king this world, and all things that arc 
 carnal, 
 
 Religion that's luke'vvarm,and iifelefsand for- 
 mal, 
 
 Purfue thofe bright truths that may lail us 
 eternal, (fear. 
 
 In heaven where pcrfe£^ love caftsth out 
 
 4 My Savior is gone to his kingdom in glcry, 
 To build me ?. mahfioa houfe there without 
 
 hanc-f^^ 
 And my feebly fpliit: here v^aits till he call mcj 
 To fing his loud praifes in that promised land. 
 There lliall I behold creation's great father. 
 Encircled with glorious perfections eternal. 
 Whom anr;elic fpirits, nor Gabriel can fath- 
 om, (due. 
 'or Keav^ns high harpers fulfil the praife 
 
 II. An Evening Hymn. 
 
 GAIN the circling hours difclofe. 
 '^he happy time for fv/eet repcf;! 
 
( i7'5.) 
 Then let us free from anxious caw, 
 Addrefs.the throne of grace by prJiy^r 
 
 :. Thou great firll caufe Isafl underftood, 
 Thou only wife, and great, aad good. 
 Almighty ruler of the fl:ies. 
 Accept our evening facrifice. 
 
 3 With willing hearts, and thankful fongs, 
 Praife God to whom -all praife belongs, 
 And for the favors of the day, 
 
 Our gratitude in fcngs difplay. 
 
 4 That Gcd who hid, let there be light, 
 And from the ebon throne of night, 
 Shot thro' the gloom a vivid ray. 
 
 Hath kept us through another day, 
 
 5 Oh ! may thefe thoughts poflefs cur breaft, 
 While we on downy pillows reft, 
 
 Each dull defponding murmur ceafe, 
 And every dream, 2nd thought bep<racc. 
 
 III. Chriftian Felhii-fhip. 
 
 WHEN Zion«s hunablc pilgrims meet, 
 Their converfaticn will be fwect j 
 Faftiion and faults, envy, and pride. 
 And anxious cares are laid afide. 
 
 2 Time is too precious to be fpent, 
 An formal founds of cornplimcHt, 
 Their eager fpirits wil'h to kno^. 
 How Zion flourilhes belov/, 
 
 3 They mourn their faults' with broken hcarUr 
 Defcribe the tempter*s wiles, and arts, 
 
( 177 ) 
 
 Then (itg how Chrlft their living head. 
 Reclaims the loi\, and raife the dead. 
 
 4 We'll fcareh his word, and tell its pcMv*V>. 
 How itfupports ii> hour by hour, 
 Cifpels, the {Iiades— ^car fouls revive, 
 
 And gives us food to cat and lire. 
 
 5 This food is light, this food io love, 
 Tii truth d^fcenuingfrom above, 
 
 *Tis words of grace from hirn who reigns? 
 O'er death, and hell, ^nd broke their chains* 
 
 6 Trufcli, what a bafe cm which to build, 
 Truth h the great foundation feal'd ; 
 The rock unmov'd though Satan raves, 
 Built here, we'll fing amidft the waves. 
 
 7 Then let our fpirits joyful fing, 
 All c;lory to our conquering King; 
 
 Eor tho* vve*re dea^l, and blind and lame^ 
 Thro* kirn v/iS n^ore than vi'Slory gain. 
 
 Chr'-p our Life, 
 
 INCE brethren wc are one, 
 _ \\\ Jefus Chrift our head ; 
 The fiifi begotten fon, 
 
 Who raised us from the dead, 
 Com-:! let us now. ouv vows renew,. 
 And holinefs* high way purfue. 
 
 2 Tiic path is raavkd fo plain 
 That he that runs may read \ 
 
 Secure fromi death and pain, 
 \S.h.Q in this way prcceedj 
 
( '78 ) 
 Why then in difputations ftray, \ 
 
 Since Chrift hath laid I am the waj. 
 
 3 I am the way to God, 
 The vulture's eye can^t fee, 
 
 The lion's whelp ne'er trod. 
 But thofe who come to me, 
 For he that doth believe in mc, 
 From the (irft fentence, death, is ii'cc. 
 
 4 The new and living way, 
 In v;hich there is no death ; 
 
 Then let us praife, and pray. 
 With cv'ry fiecting breath. 
 And on the promiic lafe rely, 
 Which faith believers (hall not die. 
 
 V. What think ye of Chrljl. \ 
 
 'HAT think ye of ChriH ? is the tcfi: 
 To try both your ftatc and your 
 fcheme ; 
 You cannot be right in the reft, 
 
 Unlefs you think rightly of him ; 
 As Jefus appears in your view, 
 
 As he is beloved or not, 
 ^0 God is difpofcd to you, 
 And mercy, or wrath are your lot. 
 
 2 Some take him a creature to be, 
 
 A iinii, cr an ang;;! u: mofl : 
 Sure thefe have not feelings like rac. 
 
 Nor knov/ thcmfelves wretched, and loH ', 
 So guilty, fo helplefs, am I, 
 
 I durfl; not confidq ia his blood ; 
 
( . 179 ) 
 
 Nor on his protection rely, 
 Unlcfs I were fure he is God, 
 
 3 Some call him a Savior in word. 
 
 But mix their own works with their plan 
 And hope he his help will afford, 
 
 When they have done all that they can j 
 If fayings prove rather too light, 
 
 (A little they own they may fail) 
 They purpofc to make up full wei^Iit, 
 By calling his name in the fcalc, 
 
 4 Some ftyle him the pearl of great price, 
 And fay he^s the fountain of joys, 
 
 Yet feed upon folly and vice, 
 
 And cleave to the world and its toys j 
 
 Like Judas, the Savior they kifs. 
 And while they falute him, betray 5 
 
 Ah ! what will profcfTions like this 
 
 Avail in his terrible day. 
 
 5 If afield what of Jefus I think, 
 Although my bed thoughts are but poor ■■ 
 
 I fay he's my mccit and my drink. 
 
 My life, and my ftrcngth, and my ftore, 
 
 My fnepherd, my hufbaiid, my friend, 
 My favior from fin, and from thrall, • 
 
 My hope from beginning to end, 
 
 I^Iy pcrrion, my Lord, and my all. 
 
 Ki"0\V lowly is the way, 
 |_ OurSavior^s feet have trod 
 AVhere Jefas' icepter fways, 
 We fed a nrefent God. 
 
 bi 
 
 9 
 
( i8o ) 
 
 His councils 'mark, his word we pri^re^ 
 And bear our crofs, the fname dcfpife. 
 
 2 When Chrift to earth came down > 
 To be his peopIe^s guide ; 
 
 Refus'd an earthly crown, 
 
 And check'd bis foil' wers pride ; 
 Then nvarkM a new and hving way. 
 To his bright throne in endlefs day. 
 
 3 Beneath old Jordan's flood,. 
 He meekly laid his head ; 
 
 Thus teaching that his blood 
 
 Has pow'r to raife the dead : 
 The holy Spirit like a dove, 
 Proclaims, .and feals a Father^s love. 
 
 4 The triune God w^e fee, 
 The Father, Spirit, Son, 
 
 U^i^cd one in three, 
 
 Baptifin's right doth own : 
 Believers we (hould follow him, 
 And thus put, on the chriRian name> 
 
 5 Lord we obey thy call 
 And humbly thus repair r 
 
 Thou facred ail in all, 
 
 O ! hear cur earned pray 'r, 
 Lord by thy fpirifs quickening pow-r, 
 Reft, and remain from this glad hour. 
 
 6 Ye lofty trees u-'hofs (hade, 
 Bend o>cr this hallowed brink ; 
 
 And purling iireams whofe glide, 
 iltiTefn the world with drink. 
 
( iSi ) 
 
 Let men, and beafls, and floods, and plains, 
 Each in tlieir fpbere, fay Jefus reigns. 
 
 7 Yes we will join, and Ting, 
 
 With folemn fvveet accord ; 
 Till hill and valley ring* 
 
 Loud praifes to the Lord, 
 With heart and voice wc thus proclaim. 
 The captain of falvation reigns. 
 
 -VIL T/jttnks. 
 
 WE thank thy name oh Lord, 
 That we are ftill thy care. 
 That thou haft fpread the board. 
 Again with frugal fare, 
 And fed us richly v^ath thy food. 
 Oh ! may it do our natures good. 
 
 2 Oh ! may our fouls be fed. 
 With manna from above, 
 That pure celeftial bread, 
 And faith that works by love, 
 That we may daily grow in grace. 
 And run with joy the heavenly race. 
 
 VIIL Claiming a Blejjlng. 
 
 ONCE more dear brethren here we meet, 
 To fall before the mercy feat ; 
 And faints whom Jefus deigns to own. 
 May claim a blefling from his throne. 
 
 2 If \vc have met in Jefus' name, 
 Our wants, our hopes, and prayers the fa.Ticj 
 
 F 
 
( 182 ) 
 
 Our favior in the midft will be, 
 And make each cloud of darknefs flee. 
 
 3 A bledlng that we can't receive, 
 And fuch alone as God can give ; 
 If then to day we ftand in want. 
 Our Savior promifes to grant, 
 
 4 Then let us in our needy cafe. 
 Come boldly to the throne of grace ; 
 And for thofe favors that we need, 
 Pevoutly at the altar plead. 
 
 5 Grant us thy blcffing while we (lay ; 
 Blcfs all the duties of the day ; 
 
 That at the clofe, with hearts fincere, 
 We'll fay 'twas good that we were here, 
 
 6 Pardon Oh 1 Lord our every fin, 
 Blefs us wkhout, blefs us within, 
 Porgive our crimes, our country fpare^ 
 And make each houfe, a houfe of prayer. 
 
 IX, The Lamb of God. 
 
 r^. OD of my falvation hear, 
 J And help me to believe ; 
 Humbly do I now draw near, 
 Thy blcfling to receive ; 
 Full of guilt aias ! I am, 
 liut to thy wounds for refuge flee, 
 Friend of finners> fpotlefs Lamb, 
 Thy blood was fhed for me. 
 2 Standing now as newly fiain^ 
 To chee I lift mine eye j 
 
( iS3 ) 
 
 Balm of all my grief, and pain, 
 Thy blood is always nigh. 
 Now as yefterday the fame. 
 Thou art, and wilt forever be 5 
 Friend of finners, &c, 
 
 3 Nothing have I Lord to pay, 
 Or can thy grace procure ; 
 Empty fend me not away. 
 For thou knoweft I am poor, 
 Duft iand aftics is my name. 
 My all is fin, and mifery ; 
 Friend of finners, &c. 
 
 4 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 Bring I to buy thy grace ; 
 
 Pardon I accept unbought. 
 Thy profFer I embrace ; 
 Coming as at firft I came, 
 To take, abd not beftow on thee, 
 Friend of finners. Sec. 
 
 5 Savior from thy v/ounded fide, 
 I never will depart ; 
 
 Here will I my fpirit hide. 
 When I am pure in heart, 
 Till my place above I claim. 
 This only (hall be ail my plea, 
 Friend of finners, &c. ^ 
 
 X. Lord's Day Morn'mg* " 
 REAT God of bound lefs might, 
 Accept our morning lays, 
 F 2 
 
 G 
 
( iS4 ) 
 
 And for the favors cf the night, 
 Receive our humble prciife. 
 
 2 Let thankful fonrs arife. 
 For this aufpicious day. 
 
 Emblem of heav'n when earth and {kies 
 Shall melt in fi-amcs away. 
 
 3 This morn our God arofe, 
 Triumphnnt from the dead, 
 
 Death, hsUf and nn, and air our^ focs^. 
 As conquer'd captives led 
 
 4 Lift lip your heads, ye gates. 
 Ye everlafting doors ; 
 
 For lo I he comes in regal ftate^ 
 Clad with Almighty power. 
 
 5 Who is this glorious King, 
 That rifcs through the air ? 
 
 Ilark ! hear the heavenly arches ring. 
 The fair eft of all fair. 
 
 6 The bright, and morning ilar, 
 That bids all darknefs ceafe ; 
 The wonderful, the counfeilor, 
 The glorious prince cf peace. 
 
 7 Since we have met this day. 
 Oh may we meet. with thee ! 
 %VhetIver we fmg, or praife or pray. 
 May \^^, Cy glory fee, 
 
 S Oh may we fee thy power ; 
 Dead Tinners here to raife, 
 Sure they vrill blefs the happy hour. 
 That taught their tongues thy praife, 
 
( 185 ) 
 
 5? Then let us join and fing, 
 'fhc praifes of our God, 
 The praifcs of our prieft, and king, 
 'Who bought us with his blood. 
 
 XI. Gospel Ministers. 
 
 1ET it the ccnftant fludy be, 
 ^^^__j Of lum call'-d to the miniftry ; 
 Wnom gifts, and grace completely arm. 
 Old Satan's Citadel to florm. 
 
 ?, Regardlefs of the praife of men, 
 If they approve, or if condemn ; 
 Appro'/d of God, a workman namM 
 Tliat needcth not to be afham'd. 
 
 3 Dividing right the word of truth, 
 A part for age, and part ion youth j 
 For chriftians young and old a treat, 
 With ijaiik the firft, the laft with meat. 
 
 4 'Twixt faint and finner draw a line. 
 The firft v^ith radiatnt crowns fhall (hine, 
 "While thofc funk deep in endlefs night, 
 Conf efs the fentencc juft and right. 
 
 5 For all fhall bow beneath the rod 
 And every tongue confefs to God ; 
 The law of judice and of grace, 
 Divides at laft the human race. 
 
 6 Grant we may hear the truth to day. 
 And every foul the call obey, 
 
 Oh may the thunders of thy v^ord ! 
 •Awake our fouls to praife the Lord. 
 F 3 
 
( i86 ) 
 
 XIL Praise to God, 
 
 THOU great firft caufe of every beings 
 Wifdom power and glory's fon ; 
 Thine arm fuftain thine eye all feeing, 
 Both things paft, and things to come, 
 Thou felf- fufficicnt mighteft fland. 
 Nor ilumb'ring eye, nor wearied hand. 
 
 2 Come all who own this God of nature, 
 For your Maker, Lord and King 5 
 
 And ye who truft this mediator, 
 With your hearts his praifes fing. 
 Sing him who triumphed o*er cur foes, 
 Spoil'd death, and hell, then conquering rofe* 
 
 3 When a loft race thou cam*ft to purchafe. 
 Pay our debt of guilt and thrall. 
 
 Then death enclos'd thee, hell refoundcd, 
 Chriftians mourn'd their (hepherd's fall. 
 Then death our great high prieft refigned. 
 How impotent all pow'r to thine. 
 
 4 Praife him whofc love forgives our follies^, 
 bhews his pierced hands, and feet, 
 
 His wounded heart relieves our forrows, 
 Makes us f.or his kingdom meet ; 
 Praife Father, Son and Spirit three. 
 We'll praife the triune Deity. 
 
 XIII. Saul^s Armor. 
 
 WHEN firft my foul enlifted. 
 My Savior's foes to fight ^ 
 Miftaken friends infifted, 
 I was not arm'd aright, 
 
So Saul advifed David, 
 He certainly would fail ; 
 Nor could his life be faved. 
 Without a coat of Mail. 
 
 2 But David tho' he yielded, 
 To put the armor on ; 
 
 Soon found he could not wield it^ 
 And ventur*d forth with none, 
 With only fling and pebble, 
 He fought the fight of faith ; 
 The weapon feem'd but feeble. 
 Yet prov'd Goliah's death. 
 
 3 Had I by him been guided. 
 And quickly thrown away 
 The armor men provided, 
 
 I might have gain'd the day, 
 But arm'd as they advised me^ 
 My expe£tations fail'd, 
 The enemy furpris^d me. 
 And had aimoft prevail'd. 
 
 4 Furnifli'd with books andnotionsj. 
 And arguments and pride, 
 
 I practised all my motions 
 And Satan's pow'r defi'd : 
 But foon perceiv'd with trouble. 
 That thefe would do no good, 
 Iron to them is (lubbie, 
 And brafs like rotten wood. 
 
 5 I triumph'd at a diftance. 
 While he was out of fight > 
 
 ^4, 
 
( 188 ) . 
 
 But faint was my refiftance, 
 V/hcn forcM to join in fight, 
 He broke ray Arord in fhivers. 
 And pierc'd my boafted fhieldj 
 Laugh'd at my vain endeavors. 
 And drove me from the field. 
 
 6 Satan v/iW not be braved 
 By fucli a worm as "X : 
 Then let ji^^c learn with David, 
 To trnll in tlie MoR High •, 
 To plead the name of Jefus, 
 And ufe the fling of pray'r ; 
 Thus arm'd, when fatan fees us, 
 He'll tremble, anddefpair. 
 
 XIV. Gideon's Fkece. 
 
 ^^■"T^HE figns which God to Gideon gave, 
 ^ His holy fovereignty make known j 
 That he alone has power to favc;, 
 And claims the glory as his own. 
 
 2 The dew which firft the fleece had fill'd, 
 "When all the earth was. dry around ; 
 
 Was from it afterwards withheld. 
 And only fell upon the ground. 
 
 3 To Ifracl thus the heav'nly dew, 
 
 Of faving truth, was long reflrain'd ; 
 Of which the gentiles nothing knew. 
 But dry, and defolate remained. 
 
 4 But now the gentiles have receiv'd 
 The balmy dew of gofpel grace ; 
 
( '89 ) 
 
 And Ifrael, who his fpirit griev'd. 
 Is left a dry, and empty fleece. 
 
 5 This dew (till falls at his command, 
 To keep his chofen plants alive, 
 
 They (hall, tho'in a thirfty land. 
 Like willows by the waters thrive. 
 
 6 But chiefly when his people meet. 
 To hear his word, and feek his face : 
 
 The gentle dew, with influence fweet, 
 Defcends, and nourifhes their grace. 
 
 7 But ah I what numbers ft ill are dead, 
 Tho' under means of grace they lie. 
 
 The dev/ ftill falling round their head. 
 And yet their hearts untouched, and dry. 
 
 8 Dear Savior, hear us when we call ; 
 To wreftling prayer an anfwer give ; 
 
 Pour down thy dew upon us all, 
 That all may feel, and all may live. 
 
 XW The Throne of Grace. 
 
 WHEN Hannah prefs'd with grief, 
 Pour'd forth her foul in prayer ; 
 She quickly found relief. 
 
 And left her burthen there : 
 Like her in every trying cafe. 
 Let us approach the throne of grace. 
 
 2 When (he began to pray, 
 Her heart was pain'd and fad ; 
 
 But ere flie went away. 
 Was comforted, and glad : 
 Fs 
 
( J90 ) 
 
 In trouble what a refting place 
 
 Have they who know the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Though men, and devils rage, 
 And threaten to devour ; 
 
 The faints from age to age, 
 
 Are fafe from all their pov/r ; 
 Frelh ftrcngth they gain to run their race, 
 By waiting at the throne of grace. 
 
 4 Eli her cafe miflook, 
 Hcv/ was her fpirit mov'd, 
 
 Ey his unkind rebuke ? 
 
 But God her caufe approv'd^ 
 We need not fear a creature*s face, 
 While welcome at the throne of grace. 
 
 5 She was not fiU«d with wine. 
 As Eli rafiily thought ; 
 
 But with a faith divine, 
 
 And found the help fne fought : 
 Though men defpife and call us bafc. 
 Still let us ply the throne of grace. 
 
 6 Men have not pow'ror jfkiil, 
 AVith troubled fouls to bear. 
 
 Though they exprcfs good will, 
 
 Poor comforters they are : 
 But fvv'elling for rows fmk apace, 
 When v.'e approach the throne of grace. 
 
 7 Numbers before have try^d, 
 And found the prcmife true ; 
 
 Nor yet have been deny*d. 
 Then wliv (hculd I, or vou ? 
 
( 19' ) 
 
 vi,et us by faith, their foofteps trace, 
 And haften to the throne of grace. 
 
 8 As fogs obfcure the light, 
 And taint the morning air. 
 
 But foon arc put to flight. 
 If the bright fun appear •, 
 
 Thus Jefus will our troubles chafe, 
 
 By (hining from the throne of grace, 
 
 X VI . The Physician. 
 
 KrOW loft was my condition, 
 J^ *Tiil Jefus made me whole j 
 There is but one Phyhcian, 
 Can cure a fin-fick fcul. 
 Next door to death he found me. 
 And fnatch'd me from the grave, 
 To tell to all around me. 
 His wond^rous pow'r to fave. 
 
 2 The worft of all difeafes 
 Is light compared with fia ; 
 On every part it feizes. 
 But rages nioft within : 
 ••Tis paify, plague and fever. 
 And madncfs all Combin'-d \ 
 And hone but a believer 
 The leaft relief can find. 
 
 3 From men great (kiil piofciTing, 
 1 thought a cure to gain ; 
 
 But this prov'd more diilreffmg, 
 And added to my pain : 
 
( 192 ) 
 
 Some fald that nothing ail<d me, 
 Some gave me up for loft; 
 Thus cv*ry refuge fail'd me, 
 And all my hopes were crofs^d. 
 
 4 At length this great Phyfician, 
 How matchlefs is his grace j 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my cafe ; 
 Firft gave me fight to vievir him, 
 For fin my eyes had feal'd -, 
 Then bid me look unto him, 
 I looked and I was healed. 
 
 5 A dying rifen Jefus, 
 Seen by an eye of faith ; 
 From ev'ry danger frees us, 
 And faves the foul from death, 
 Come then to thisphyfician, 
 His help he'll freely give ; 
 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 *Tis only look, and live. 
 
 XVII. The glory of the Chunk, 
 
 XT EAR what God the Lord hath fpokea 
 JTI O my people faint and few j 
 Comfortlefs, afflicled, broken, 
 Fair abodes I build for you. 
 Themes of heartfelt tribulation. 
 Shall no more perplex your ways ; 
 You {hall name your walls, falvation, 
 And your gates fhnli all be praife. 
 
( >93 ) 
 
 % There like ftreams that feed the garden 
 Pleafures without end (hall flow ; 
 For the Lord your faith rewarding. 
 All his bounty {hall beftow : 
 J^till in undifturb^d pofleflion. 
 Peace, and righteoufnefs fhall reign ; 
 Never fhall you hear oppreflion, 
 Or the noife of wat again. 
 
 3 Ye, no more your funs defcended. 
 Waning moons no more fhall fee ; 
 But your griefs forever ended, 
 Find eternal noon in me : 
 God fhall rife, and fhining o'er you, 
 Change to day the gloom of night ; 
 He, the Lord Tnall be your glory, 
 God your evcrlafting light. 
 
 XVI n. R^ejolce the soul of thy servant, 
 
 WHEN my pray'rs arc a burden and 
 No wonder I little receive ; (talk, 
 
 Lord, make we willing to afk, 
 Since thou art fo ready to give, 
 
 Althoj I am bought with thy blood, 
 
 And all thy falvation is mine ; 
 
 At diftance from thee, my chief good, 
 
 1 wander and languifh, and pine. 
 
 2 Of thy goodnefa of old v/hen I read, 
 I'o thofe who were fmners like me ; 
 
 Why may I not wreftle, and plead, 
 With them a partaker to be ^ 
 F 7 
 
( ^94 ) 
 
 Th'itit arm is not fhorten'd fincc tlierr;,. 
 And thofe who believe in thy name j> 
 Ever find thou art yea, and amen. 
 Thro' all generations the fanae. 
 
 3 V/hile my fpirit v/ithin me is prefl, 
 With forrow, temptation, and fear. 
 
 Like John I would lean on thy bread. 
 And pour my complainfs in thine ear. 
 
 How happy and favored was he, 
 
 Who cou'd on tiiy bofom repofe ! 
 
 Might this favor be granted to me, 
 hd fmile at the rage of my foes. 
 
 4 1 have heard of thy wonderful namc^ 
 How great and exalted thou art j 
 
 But oh ! I Gonfefs to my lliam.e. 
 
 It fjn'ntly imurclTes my heart : 
 The beams of thy glory difplay, 
 As Feter once faw thee appear, 
 Tiiar tranfported like him J m^yfay, 
 
 It IF good for my foul to be here, 
 
 5 What a farrow and weight didft thou fee!^ 
 When nail'd for my fake to the tree ! 
 
 I,./ heart furc is harder than fteel. 
 
 To feel no more forrow for thee : 
 Oh let me with Thomas defcry, 
 The wounds in thy hands, and thy fide |^ 
 And have feelings like hi? when I rry. 
 My God, and my Savior hath dy'd. 
 
 6 If thcu haft appointed me fill/, 
 To wrcflle, and fuffcr^ and fight ; 
 
( ^9S ) 
 
 make me ref.gn'd to thy will, 
 
 For all thine appcinrments are right ^" 
 This mercy at icalt I entreat, 
 That knowing how vile I have been 5 
 
 1 with Mary, may wait at thy feet 
 And weep o'er the pardon of fin. 
 
 XIX. Welc:ime Cross. 
 
 ^rTr>IS rny happinefs below, 
 
 J^ Not to live without the crofs -^ 
 
 But the Savior's pow<r to know. 
 Sanctifying every lofs : 
 
 Trials muft, and will befal ; 
 
 But v»ith humble faith to fee. 
 
 Love infcrib'-d upon them ail, 
 This is happinefs to me. 
 
 2 God in Ifracl fdws the feeds. 
 Of a51i(£lions, pain and toil 5 
 
 Thcfe fpring up, and choke the weeds, 
 Which would €lfe o'erfpread-the foil ; 
 
 Trials make the promife fwect. 
 
 Trials give new life to pray*r 5 
 
 Trials bring me to his feet. 
 
 Lay me low, and keep me there, 
 
 3 Did I meet no trials 'here. 
 No chaftifement by the way ; 
 
 Might I not, with reafon fear, 
 I fhould prove a caft away : 
 Baftards may efcapc the rod. 
 Sunk in earthly vain delight ; 
 
 F 8 
 
( '96 ) 
 
 But the true born (on of God i 
 Mull not, would not, if he mights 
 
 XX. Bartimeus. 
 
 MERCY ; oh thou fon of David, 
 Thus the blind Bartimeus pray^ci % 
 Others by thy word are faved, 
 Now to me afford thine aid : 
 Many for his crying chid him. 
 But he called the louder ftiil -, 
 'X'lll the gracious Savior bid him, 
 ** Come and a{k me what you will.'*' 
 
 2 Money was not what he wanted, 
 Tho' by begging us'd to live 5 
 
 But he afk'd and Jefus granted, 
 Alms which only he could give : 
 ** Lord remove this grievous blindnefs^ 
 Let my eyes behold the day j" 
 Straight he faw, and won by kindnefs. 
 Followed Jefus in the way. 
 
 3 Oh I methinks I hear him praiGng, 
 Publifliing to all around 5 
 
 Friends is not my cafe amazing ? 
 What a favior I have found, 
 Oh ! that all the blind but knew him. 
 And would be advis'd by me ! 
 Surely would they haftento him. 
 He v/ould caufe them all tp fee. 
 
 XXL The Disciples at sea. 
 
 C10nstrain*d by their; Lord to embark, 
 \ And venture, without him to fea.. 
 
( '97 ) 
 
 Tht feafon tempeftuous and dark. 
 
 How grievM the difciples muft be ! 
 But tho' he reinain'd on the fliore, 
 He fpent the night for them in pray'r, 
 They ftill were as (die as before, 
 And equally under his care. 
 
 2 They ftrove, tho' in vain for awhile. 
 The force of the waves to vvithlland : 
 
 But when they were wearied with toil, 
 They fav/ their dear Savior at hand : 
 
 They gladly received him on board. 
 
 His prefence their fpirits revived ; 
 
 The fea became calm at his word, 
 And foon at their port they airlvM. 
 
 3 We, like the difciples are tofsM, 
 By ftorms on the perilous deep ; 
 
 But cannot be pcflibly loft, 
 
 For Jefus has charge of the fhip : 
 Tho'- billows, and winds are enraged. 
 And threaten to make us their fport ; 
 This pilot his word has engaged, 
 To bring us in fafety to port. 
 
 4 If fometimes we ftruggle alone, 
 And he is withdrawn from our view ; 
 
 It makes us more willing to own 
 We nothing without him can do : 
 
 Then Satan our horcs vv-oulu alLiIl, 
 
 But Jcfus is ftill Within call j 
 
 And when our poor efforts quite fail, 
 He comes in good time, aud does all. 
 
f ^98 > 
 
 5 Yet hot A, we are ready to ftirink, 
 Unlefs we thy prefence perceive ;. 
 
 O [tlvq us (v/e cry,) or we fink, 
 
 We v/ould but we cannot believe ^ 
 
 The night has been long, and feverf , 
 
 Thewind^^ and the feas are iiill high,. 
 
 Dear Savior this moment appear, 
 And fay to our foals it is I. 
 
 XXII. Ziofi. 
 
 GLORIOUS things of thee are fpoken-^ 
 Zion, city of our God ; 
 He whoTe word cannot be broken, 
 ForniM thee for his own abode : 
 On the rock of ages founded^ 
 What can fliake thy fure repofe ;. 
 With falvaticn<s wdlh furroundcd 
 Thou may*il: fmile at all thy foes. 
 
 2 See I the flrea.ms of living v/aters,. 
 Springing frcnii eternal love, 
 
 Well fupply thy fons, and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove : 
 Who can faint while fuch a river. 
 Ever flows thy thirft V affwage ? 
 Grace which like the Lord the givefj. 
 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Round ekjch habitation hov'ring. 
 See the clouds and fire appear ; 
 
 For a glory, and a covering. 
 
 Shewing that the Lord is nc:;! : 
 
( ^99 ) 
 
 Thus deriving from their banner. 
 Light by night and fliadc by day ; 
 Safe they feed upon the manna, 
 
 Which he gives them when they pray. 
 
 4 Bleft inhabitants of Zion, 
 V/afli'd in the Redeemer's blood j 
 
 Jefus, whom their fouls rely on, 
 
 Makes them kings, and priefts to God. 
 
 'Tis his love his people raifes, 
 
 Over felf to reign as king ; 
 
 And as priefts, his folemn praifes. 
 Each for a thank-offering bring. 
 
 5 Savior, if of Zion's city, 
 
 I thro* grace a member am ; 
 Let the world deride, or pity, 
 
 I will glory in thy name : 
 Fading is the worldling's pleafure. 
 All his boafted pomp and (how ; 
 Solid joys, and lafting treafure. 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
 XXIII. Little Gift. 
 
 CHRISTIANS attend the call, 
 My voice obey ; 
 Although your gift is fmall, 
 
 No more delay : 
 The Father, Spirit, Word, 
 Will each his help afford, 
 Prefs on to know the liOrd , 
 Improve your gift. 
 
( -co ) 
 
 2 When we left Egypt*s land. 
 Our fouls rejoiced : 
 
 The Father's great command, 
 
 *• Obey my voice :" 
 Was mufic in our ears, 
 But when the crofs appears, 
 We're fill'd v/ith doubts and fears, 
 Our gift's fo fmall, 
 
 3 This is the Lord's command. 
 When we begin : 
 
 Forfake both houfe and land. 
 
 To follow him ; 
 Take up your crofs each day. 
 Ever rejoice and pray, 
 And never more delay 
 To ufe your gift, 
 
 4 The Spirit fpeaks the fame. 
 Moves on the mind ; 
 
 Altho* we're deaf and lame. 
 
 And dumb and blind ; 
 He will work in, and for. 
 If we can felf abhor, 
 And follow that bright ftar. 
 Our little gift. 
 
 5 Nought can profefTors do, 
 Then why fo loath, 
 
 To fpeak that we do know ? 
 
 The fpirit doth 
 Indite what we muft fay, 
 Whether exhort or pray. 
 
( 20« ) 
 
 If we walk in the way 
 Where duty leads. 
 
 6 Zion arife and ftiine, 
 
 Thy light is come ; 
 Tis grace alone divine. 
 
 That brings us home : 
 Then do not one refufe. 
 Your talent for to ufe. 
 Lay by that old excufe, 
 My gilt's fo fmall. 
 
 XXIV, The. Word made Flefi. 
 
 SAVIOR defcend with pow'r divine, 
 And blefs the bread, and blefs the wine ; 
 Our hearts rejoice, be glad and fing, 
 Beneath the fhadow of thy wing. 
 
 2 The bread, fweet to our tafte become, 
 Like children ftarving long from home. 
 Returning* to our Father^s board. 
 
 May eat and drink, and praife the Lord. 
 
 3 The wine refrefh our hearts, that we 
 To run our race may ftrength'ned be ; 
 Become in' us a living fpring, 
 
 That as we journey, we may fing. 
 
 4 Thefe elements a token are. 
 
 Of what the Lord did for us bear ; 
 The bread his body reprefents, 
 Objeft of faith, but not of fenfc. 
 
 5 Behold the wine ! a type of blood. 
 Flowing from Chrift the Lamb of God, 
 
( 201 ) 
 And as we look, O ! may a tear 
 Bedew our cheeks, while God ws hear. 
 
 6 Eat, cat my friends, the bread is free. 
 And drink, yea drink abundantly. 
 Whoever drinks (the word is plain) 
 Chrift fays (hall never thirft again. 
 
 7 Brethren awake ! with one accord. 
 This is the fupper of the Lord ; 
 Beloved, rife, make hade away, 
 
 *Tis God that calls, God's voice obey. 
 
 8 To quench your third, my heart hath bled. 
 My body dy*d to raife the dead ; 
 
 That Chriftians all, from fin fct free. 
 While eating may remember me, 
 
 9 Oh ! may we never more forget 
 This bread of life, this heavenly treat, 
 Our fouls have fcaftcd on to day. 
 But always friends, rejoice and pray, 
 
 XXV. Baptism, 
 
 HUMBLE fouls who feck falvation, 
 Thro* the Lamb's redeeming bloody 
 Hear the voice of recollection. 
 
 Tread the path that Jefus trod: 
 Flee to him your only favior. 
 
 In his mighty name confide ; 
 Thro' the whole of your behavior. 
 Own him as your fovereign guide. 
 
 2 Hear the bleft redeemer call you, 
 Liften to his gracious voice ; 
 
( 203 ) 
 Dread no ills that can befal you, 
 
 While you make his ways your choice, 
 Jefus faith, let each believer, 
 
 Be baptifed in my name ; 
 He himfelf in Jordan's rivsr, 
 
 Was immers'd beneath the ftrcam, 
 
 3 Plainly here his footfteps tracing, 
 
 Foilov/ him without delay ; 
 Gladly his command embracing, 
 
 Lo ! your captain leads the way 5 
 View the rite with underftanding, 
 
 Jefus' grave before you lies. 
 Be inter'd at his commanding, 
 
 After his example rife. 
 
 XXVI. Another. 
 
 TESUS our triumphant head, 
 Ris'n vi£i:orious from the dead j 
 To the realms of glory gone 
 To afccnd his rightful throne. 
 
 2 Cherubs on the conqu'rer gaze : 
 Seraphs glow with brighter blaze; 
 Each bright order of the fky, 
 Hail him as he pafTes by. 
 
 3 Saints the glorious triumph meet ; 
 Strew their garments at liis feet ; 
 By h.is fears, his toils are view'd, 
 And his garm.ents roll'd in blood. 
 
 4 Keav'n its king congratulates ; 
 Opens wide her golden gates ; 
 
( 204 ) 
 
 Angels, fongs of vi6l*ry fing. 
 All the blifsful regions ring. 
 
 5 Sinners join the heav'nly powers^ 
 For redemption all is ours j 
 
 None but burden'd finners prove. 
 Blood-bought pardon, dying love. 
 
 6 Hail thou dear, thou vi^orthy Lord^ 
 Holy Lamb — incarnate Word ; 
 Hail! thou fuiF^ring Son of God, 
 Take the trophies of thy blood., 
 
 XXVII. Jftoihey, 
 
 UP.RISING from the dark-fome tomb. 
 See the vidtorious Jefus come ; 
 Th' almighty pris'ner quits the pris'n, 
 And angels tell the Lord is ris'n. 
 
 2 Ye guilty fouls that groan and grieve j 
 Hear the glad tidings ; hear and live j 
 
 God's righteous law is fatisfy'd, 
 And Juftice now is on our fide. 
 
 3 Your fafety thus releas'd by God, 
 Pleads the rich ranfom of his blood j 
 
 No new demand, no bar remains. 
 But mercy now in triumph reigns. 
 
 4 Believers hail your riling head. 
 The firft'begotten from the dead ; 
 
 Your refurreclion's fure thro' his, 
 To endlefs life, and endlefs blifs. 
 
( 205 > 
 
 XXVIII. Dywg Chrijlian. 
 
 VITAL fpErk cf heav'nly Hamc, 
 Quit, oh quit this mortal frame 5 
 Trembling, hoping, ling'ringj flying. 
 Oh ! the pain, the blifs of dying *> 
 Ct:i{Q fond nature, ceafe thy (Irife,. 
 Let me languiili into life, 
 
 2 Hark ! they whifper, angels hj^ 
 Sifter fpirit come away ! 
 
 What is this abforbs me quite ? 
 
 Steals my fenfes, ihuts my fight. 
 Drowns my fpirit, draws my breath ; 
 Tell me my foul can this be death ? 
 
 3 The world recedes, it difappears ! 
 Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears 
 
 With founds feraphic, ring. 
 
 Lord, lend your wings ; I mount, I fly i 
 Oh grave ! v/here io thy vivTiory ? 
 Oh death ! where is thy fling ? 
 
 XXIX, Faith, 
 
 AWAY my unbelieving fear j 
 Fear fliall in me no more take place,. 
 My Savior doth not yet appear ; 
 
 He hides the brightnefs of his face : 
 But (hall I therefore let him go, 
 
 And bafely to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the ftrength of Jefus, no 
 
 1 never will give up my fhield. 
 
 2 Altho' the vine its fruit deny, 
 Altho- the olive yield no oil j 
 
The Withering fig-tree droop and die — 
 The field iiiade the tiller's toil j 
 
 The empty ftall no herd afford* 
 And perifii all the bleating race j 
 
 Yet will I triumnh in the Lord, 
 
 The God of my falvation praife. 
 
 3 Barren altho' my foul remain 
 And no one bud of grace appear. 
 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But fin and only fin is here. 
 Altho* my gifts and comforts loft. 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I fee, 
 Yet will I in mv Savior trull, 
 And glory that he dy*d for me. 
 
 4 In hope believing, againft hope, 
 Jefus my Lord, my God 1 claim j 
 
 Jefus my Itrength fliall lift me up j 
 
 Salvation is in Jefus* name, 
 To me he foon lliall bring it nigh, 
 
 My foul fliall foon out-ttripthe windj 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 And leave the world and fin behind. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Love and Connueji of Chrijl our Kin*, 
 
 0\V great was that love. 
 Thai brought Chrid' from above, 
 Aiiu iiaii'd hii:; to that iiiamclui tree \ 
 What net I alcne, 
 But my fpecies arc known 
 To be all drell m ;;rms again ft thee. 
 
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 2 How Satan d6th rage. 
 And mod fiercely engage ; 
 
 Out of prilbn he comes forth to- reign ; 
 
 Will you ferve a bafe flavc, 
 
 Whofe bounty'3 the grave, 
 And whofe v/ages mud be endlefs pain ? 
 
 3 Come friends don't delay, 
 For 10 ! now is your day. 
 
 Let reafon all doubtings decide ; 
 
 Come let confcience fpcak, 
 
 It is right we (hould feek. 
 And fhould love him who made and provides. 
 
 4 Yea more, vaftly more, 
 I have treafur'd in (lore, 
 
 Which afFedlion would urge me to fpeak j 
 
 Shall God the Mod High, 
 
 Become human and die, 
 And we never his favor once feek. 
 
 5 But if you refufe. 
 
 This blefs'd lover who fues. 
 And rejetl all the offers he brings ; 
 
 Then his wrathful ire. 
 
 It will burn you like fire. 
 For Chrid will be known as yotir king. 
 
 6 Yes Chrid is my king, 
 
 ' r was himfclf that did brings 
 My foul out of daiknefs to ii^h: y 
 He forhi'd me again. 
 With himfelfl fliall reign, 
 ^ And overcome death through his might. 
 
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 7 Come faints we will fing, 
 
 Unto Chrift who did bring 
 Salvation from heaven to earth ; 
 
 It was publifli'd above 
 
 In the regions of love, 
 And was fung at Immanuel's birth. 
 
 XXXL T/je Paradox, 
 
 HOW ftrange is the courfe that a chrif- 
 tian muft fteer, 
 How perplexed is the path he muft tread 5 
 The hope of his happinefs rifcs from fear, 
 And his hie he receives from the dead. 
 
 2 His faireft pretenfions muft wholly be wavM 
 And his beft refolutions be crofs'd, 
 
 Nor can he expe£l to be perfedly fav'd, 
 Till he finds himfelf utterly loft! 
 
 3 When this, is all done and his heart well af- 
 
 fur'd, 
 
 Of the total remiffion of fin, 
 
 When his pardon is feal'd and peace is pro- 
 cured, 
 
 From that moment his conflicts begin. 
 
 XXXII. Redeeming Love. 
 
 T" ET us love, and fing, and wonder, 
 J J Let us praife the Savior's name, 
 
 He has hafh'd the law's loud thunder. 
 He bus quench*d Mount Sinai*s flame, 
 
 He has wafh'd us in his blood, 
 
 Hs has brought us nigh to God« 
 
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 i Let us love the Lord who bought us, 
 Who defcended from on high, 
 
 And from death ro life hath brought us^ 
 By his death on Calvary ; 
 
 He has walh'd us with his blood, 
 
 He prefents our fouls to God. 
 
 3 Let us fmgt tho* fierce temptations 
 Threaten hard to bear us down ; 
 
 For the Lord, our ftrong falvation 
 
 Holds in view the Conqu'ror's crown, 
 He who wafhM us with his blood, 
 Soon will bring us home to God. 
 
 4 Let us wonder — grace and juftice, 
 Join and point to mercy*s ftore, 
 
 When thro' grace, in Chrift our truft is, 
 
 Jufticc fmiles and allcs no more ; 
 He who waih'd us with his blood. 
 Has fecur*d our way to God. 
 
 5 Let uspraife and join the chorus, 
 Of the faints enthroned on high, 
 
 Here they trufted him before us. 
 Now their praifes fill the {ky ; 
 Thou haft walh'd us by thy blood, 
 Thou art worthy, Lamb of God. 
 
 6 Hark ! the name of Jefus founded 
 Loud, from golden harps above ; 
 
 Lord we bluish, and are confounded, 
 
 Faint our praife, and cold our love ; 
 Wafh our fouls and fongs with blood, 
 For by thee v/c come to God. 
 
 THM END, 
 
INDEX, 
 
 Page 
 
 AM I a foldier of the Crofs 14 
 Arife my dear love, my undefil^d 
 
 dove 47 
 
 Adam, our father and our head, 52 
 
 Awake my foul, ftretch every nerve 53 
 
 Awake my foul, in joyful lays 67 
 
 AQiamM of Chrift, my foul difdains I22 
 
 Afham^d of Jefus ! that dear friend 1 24 
 
 All hail the pow'r of Jefus^ name 126 
 
 Alas ! and did my Savior bleed 138 
 
 Ah ! wretched fouls, who flrive in vain 143 
 
 Ah Lord ! ah Lord 1 what have I done 146 
 
 Arife, my foul, with wonder fee 154 
 
 Alas ! for I have feen the Lord 170 
 
 Ah ! woe is me, conftrain'd to dwell 167 
 
 B 
 
 Blefs'd door of blifs to weary faints 23 
 
 Behold a lovely vine 50 
 
 Blefled be God for all 1 07 
 
 Brethren I bid you all farewell 127 
 
 Biefs*d.be my God that I was born 134 
 
 Brethren farewell, I do you tell 139 
 
 Before thy throne eternal king 163 
 
 Blow yc the trumpet, blow, i<58 
 
INDEX. 
 
 c 
 
 Came brethren and fiftcrs that love my 
 
 dear Lord ii 
 
 Come ail ye weary travellers 24 
 
 Corns ye redcerAcd of the Lord 28 
 
 Come now poor (inner, ftiare a part 3 1 
 
 Chrift our Lord is rifen to-day 50 
 
 Come ye finners poor and wretched, 56 
 
 Come and tafte along v/ith me 59 
 
 Children of your heavenly King 88 
 Come all who<ve fpent your blooming 
 
 days loa 
 
 Come to the glor'ous gofpel feaft; 112 
 
 Come finners to the gofpel feaft 148 
 
 Companions of thy littk flock 153 
 
 Chrift in that night he was betray 'd 155 
 
 D 
 
 Difmifs us with thy bleffing Lord 40 
 
 Didft thou, dear Jefus fufFer fhame 85 
 
 DifFufe thy beams and teach my heart 93 
 
 Does it not grief and wonder move 125 
 
 E 
 
 Encouraged by thy word 1 5 7 
 
 F 
 
 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord 5 
 
 From whence doth this union arife 49 
 
 Farewell vain world, I bid adieu 1 1 3 
 
 G 
 
 Great God of providence ! thy ways 12 
 
 Great God, my maker, and my king 15 
 
 Great high pricH we view thee ftooping 43. 
 
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 I N D H X. 
 
 ^eiod's po\fer and wifdom is difplay*d 
 
 Co on ye Pilgrims, while belov/ -114 
 
 II 
 
 Hail fov'reign iove ! that firfl began 9 
 
 He dies, the heavnly lover (ties 20 
 
 How free and boundlefG is the grace 20 
 
 How tedious and taftclefs the hours 22 
 
 Hark ! hear the found oil earth is found 44 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name, 70 
 
 Heavenly thoughts create my fong 80 
 
 Happy the man vi^hofe will is bovv'd lc5 
 How firm a foundation, ye faints of the 
 
 Lord 130 
 
 Hark, how the gofpel trumpet founds 132 
 
 Hail ! happy pilgrims/wihence came ye 147 
 
 Hov/ vain are the pleafu^es of time 158 
 
 Hail the dav that fees him rife i6c 
 
 Hark ! my gay friends, that fclemn toll 171 
 
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 I hear the gofpel's joyful found 54 
 
 1 am that I am 108 
 
 I v/ould, but cannot (ing 1 1 7 
 
 I fct rayfelf againft the Lord up 
 
 I ailcM the Lord that I might grow 136 
 
 i blefs the Lord 152 
 
 I foiourn in a vaie of tears 169 
 
 J 
 
 Jerufalem, my happy home 18 
 
 Jefus once for fmners flaiii $^ 
 
 Jefus, I thirft, and go I mud ♦ 69 
 
 Jefus, thybleffings are not few 87 
 
I IJ D E X. 
 
 JeTus, lover of my foul i66 
 
 J^fus drinks the bitter cup 164 
 
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 Lord, Vv'lien fiisll v/e mount up to thee 65 
 
 Let heaven and elFrtli rejoice 34 
 
 Lord, whither fliall I flee 37 
 
 Lord, wlien together here we meet 75 
 
 LetChriO: the glorious Lover 94 
 
 Lord, in the morning I vvili fend 114 
 
 Lord difoiifs us with thy blefiing 135 
 
 Let ftrife forever ceafe 142 
 
 Lord ! I cannot let thee go ^ 145 
 
 Lo ! we arc journeying home to God 15 r 
 
 Lord, from thy throne of flowing grace 156 
 
 M '-• ■ 
 
 Methinks I hear my Savior call 17 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my 
 
 years' 28 
 
 Ivfy thoughts, that ofr.cn rnc-unt the f^lcs 66 
 
 My God above with fmilcs of love 65 
 
 My brethren all' remember well ^ 104 
 
 Xvly Captain founds the alarm of v/a¥ 144 
 
 My foul doth magnify tlie Lord 149 
 
 N 
 
 New in 2 fong of grateful praifs -:; 
 
 Now the rn3der. of night are gone, 27 
 
 No pen can write that fweet delight 63 
 
 Nov/ vvho are they who dire to lay 74 
 
 Now, Lord, thd* we mufl part awhile 76 
 
 Now isthe time, O lovely youth 77 
 
 No'.V I iici'.-e foun J th^ ground^ \vhcv:in 03 
 
INDEX. 
 
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 O glorious hope of perfe£t Icve^ ro 
 
 O that iiiy load of iln were gone 32 
 
 Oh ! happy foul how faft: you go 90 
 
 Omnipotent Lord, rny Saviojj, and King 98 
 
 O could I fing from day to day 116 
 
 O what a cruel wretch am I 116 
 
 P 
 
 Prayer was appointed to convey 35 
 
 S 
 
 Savior, I do feel thy merit 7 
 
 Sinners obey the gofpel word 36 
 
 Savior, vifit thy plantation 80 
 
 Sin is the fatal caufe of woe 100 
 
 Still out of the deepeft abyfs 134 
 
 T 
 
 The tree of life my foul hath feen 4 
 
 Thine earthly Sabbaths Lord, we love, 26 
 
 The day is pall and gone, 16 
 
 «Tis a point I long to know 39 
 
 The great tremendous day's approaching 41 
 
 Thro'out our Savior's life we trace 5 r 
 
 The man that views his guilt and fin 61 
 
 The moment a linner Ireiieves 7 r 
 
 The tables fpread, my foul there 'fpies 8r 
 
 Thus faith the Lord, your mailer dear 84 
 
 Thee will I love my Lord, ray tow'r 93 
 
 The Savior mecJs iiis Hock to day 98 
 
 This God is the God we adore 103 
 
 The worth of truth no tongue can tell 105 
 
 That neme to me founds ever fwcet io6 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Tho^ troubles aflail, and clangers affright 128 
 
 To-day Immanael feeds his ftieep 154 
 
 W 
 
 When pity prompts me to look round 12 
 
 When the EtcrnaAows the fkies 15 
 
 Weary of ftruggling with my pain 3^ 
 
 When converts firft begin to fing 4^ 
 
 When God on high fhali magnify 64 
 
 When Chrift fliall rend from end to end 72 
 
 Well met, dear friends in Jefus' name 74 
 
 Why was unbelieving I 78 
 
 We in this tabernacle mourn 91 
 
 Wand'ring pilgrims, mourning chriftians 110 
 
 When any turn from Zion's way 118 
 
 Why {hould a living man complain I31 
 
 When Abram*s fervant to procure 137 
 
 While I am bleft with youthful bloom 140 
 
 What var-ous hindrances we meet 162 
 
 Y 
 
 You faints of light that (hine fo bright 72 
 
 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu 123 
 
 Yonder — amazing fight ! I fee 129 
 
 INDEX TO THE APPENDIX. 
 
 All we who have known the laws dreadful fen* 
 
 tcnce 174 
 
 A'*'ay my unbelieving fear - 205 
 
 Conftrain'd by their Lord to embark 196 
 
 ChrilUans attend the call 199 
 
INDEX, 
 
 God of my falvatlon hear r82 
 
 Great God of boundlefs miglit 183 
 
 Glorious things of thee are fpoken 198 
 
 How lOwly is the way ^7*7 
 
 How loft was my conditioid' 191 
 
 Hear what God tlie Lord hath fpoken 192 
 
 Humble fouls who feek falvatica 202 
 
 How great was that love 2c6 
 How ilrange is the courfe that a 
 
 Chriftian mult run 2cS 
 
 Jefus our triumphant head 203 
 
 Let it the conflant iludy be i8r 
 
 Let us love, and CiDgt and wonder 208* 
 
 Mercy, oh thou fon of David ic)6 
 
 Once more dear brethren here we meet 181 
 
 Since brethren we are one 177 
 
 Savior defceiid with pow*r divine 201 
 
 Thcu great Firft Caufecf every being i85 
 
 The f]gn which God to Gideon gave 188 
 
 'Tis my happinefs below 195 
 
 Up-rifing from the darkfome tci?ib 204 
 
 Vital fpark of heavenly flame 205 
 
 ■■^/hat think ye of Chriit ? is the tefl 178 
 
 Ylien Zicn^s humble pilgrims meet i']6 
 
 v^e thank thy name, oh Lord 181 
 
 When firft my foul enlifred 186 
 
 Vv^hcn Hannah, prefs'd w^th grief 189 
 
 V/"heh ray gravers are a burden and tafk 10^ 
 
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