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COMPILATION" 
 
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 HYMNS 
 
 FOR THE USE OF 
 
 THE CHURCHES 
 
 CHRISTIAN UNION 
 
 COMPILED BY ORDER OF 
 
 THE GENERAL COUNCIL. 
 
 "Speaking to yourselves in Psalms and Hymns, and 
 Spiritual Songs, singing and making melody in your 
 hearts unto the Lord."— Eph. v. 19. 
 
 COLUMBUS, OHIO: 
 
 Christian Union Printing and Publishing Association. 
 
 1871. 
 

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PREFACE. 
 
 This compilation of Hymns, approved and 
 ordered to be published by the General Coun- 
 cil of the Christian Union, which convened at 
 Zionsville, Indiana, May 26th, A. D. 1870, is 
 submitted to our people, in the hope, and with 
 the belief, that it will be found to contain a 
 choice selection, and a sufficient variety of 
 hymns for public, private and select devotions : 
 and fully meet the demands of all our churches 
 everywhere. The hymns and spiritual songs 
 will be found to be deeply imbued with the 
 Spirit of the Gospel ; and it is humbly hoped, 
 that this compilation will be accompanied with 
 the Divine blessing in the devotional aild 
 spiritual edification of our worshiping assemblies. 
 
 VIRGIL E. SHAW,") 
 
 J. W. DURANT, f Committee. 
 
 O .H. P. ABBETT. J 
 
PLAN OF ARRANGEMENT. 
 
 1. God in Nature: Commences with Hymn No. 1 
 
 9 
 
 Divine Attributes: 
 
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 3. 
 
 Divine Government and Providence: 
 
 3G 
 
 4. 
 
 Christ: 
 
 
 
 
 Birth of Christ, 
 
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 58 
 
 
 Life of Christ, 
 
 ...... 78 
 
 
 Passion and Death of Christ, 
 
 89 
 
 
 Resurrection oi Christ, 
 
 108 
 
 
 Ascension of Christ, 
 
 CI 
 
 114 
 
 
 Mediation of Christ, 
 
 123 
 
 
 Reign of Christ, 
 
 127 
 
 
 Second Coming of Christ 
 
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 135 
 
 
 The Holy Spirit: 
 
 II 
 
 140 
 
 6. 
 
 Invocation of the Trinity: 
 
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 158 
 
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 The Holy Scriptures: 
 
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 163 
 
 8. 
 
 Institutions of the Gospel: 
 
 
 
 
 The Sabbath, 
 
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 173 
 
 
 • The Church, 
 
 189 
 
 
 The Ministry, 
 
 tt 
 
 209 
 
 
 Baptism, 
 
 " 
 
 214 
 
 
 Lord's Supper, 
 
 (t 
 
 225 
 
 9. 
 
 Man: 
 
 
 
 
 Sinful Nature, 
 
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 217 
 
 
 Warnings, 
 
 245' 
 
 
 Provision and Call, 
 
 it 
 
 259 
 
 
 Penitence, 
 
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 2S2 
 
 
 Forgiveness, 
 
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 313 
 
 
 Justification by Faith, 
 
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 321 
 
PLAN OF ARRANGEMENT. 
 
 9. Man : 
 
 Communion with God 
 
 Conflicts and Trials, 
 
 Supplication, 
 
 Trust and Patience, 
 
 Devotion and Purpose, 
 
 Unfaithfulness Mourned, 
 
 Peace and Joy, 
 
 Prospect of Heaven, 
 
 10. Means of Grace: 
 
 Public Worship, 
 
 Social Worship, 
 
 Family Worship, 
 
 Prayer, 
 
 11. Extension of the Gospel: 
 
 12. Dedication of a Church: 
 
 13. Special Church Services: 
 
 Fasts, 
 
 Thanksgiving, 
 
 Watch Night, 
 
 New Year, 
 
 Sunday Schools, 
 
 Meetings for the Poor, 
 
 14. Death, Resurrection and Judgment : 
 
 15. Doxologies: 
 
 16. Miscellaneous and Spiritual Songs : 
 
 Com. with Hymn No. 337 
 
 384 
 
 427 
 
 434 
 
 447 
 
 455 
 
 472 
 
 480 
 
 ..511 
 ..591 
 ..615 
 ..651 
 ..670 
 ..690 
 
 ..701 
 
 ..708 
 ..711 
 ..715 
 ..720 
 
 ..728 
 ..730 
 ..784 
 ..785 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 I. GOD IN NATURE. 
 
 1 There is a God, L. M. 
 
 There is a God — all nature speaks, 
 
 Through earth and air, and sea and skies ; 
 
 See, from the clouds his glory breaks, 
 When earliest beams of morning rise. 
 
 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, 
 
 Throughout the world's extended frame, 
 Inscribes in characters of light 
 
 His mighty Maker's glorious name. 
 
 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 
 
 And trace creation's wonders o'er, 
 Confess the footsteps of your God ; 
 Bow down before him, and adore. 
 
 2 All his works praise him. C. M. 
 
 There is a voice in every gale, 
 
 A tongue in every flower, 
 Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale 
 
 Of thy almighty power; 
 The birds, that rise on quiv'ring wing, 
 
 Proclaim their Maker's praise. 
 And all the mingling sounds of spring 
 
 To thee an anthem raise. 
 
GOL> IN NATURE. 
 
 2 Shall I be mute, great God, alone 
 
 'Midst nature's loud acclaim ? 
 Shall not my heart, with answ'ring tone, 
 
 Breathe forth thy holy name? 
 All nature's debt is small to mine, 
 
 Nature shall cease to be ; 
 Thou gavest — proof of love divine — 
 
 Immortal life to me. 
 
 His name is glorious. S. M. 
 
 Almighty Maker, God, 
 
 How wondrous is thy name ; 
 Thy glories how diffused abroad 
 
 Through the creation's frame. 
 
 2 Nature in every dress 
 
 Her humble homage pays, 
 And finds a thousand ways t' express 
 Thine undissembled praise. 
 
 3 My soul would rise and sing 
 
 To her Creator too ; 
 Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
 And pay the worship due. 
 
 4 Create my soul anew, 
 
 Else all my worship's vain ; 
 This wretched heart will ne'er be true 
 Until 'tis formed again. 
 
 5 Descend, celestial fire, 
 
 And seize me, from above ; 
 Melt me in flames of pure desire, 
 A sacrifice to love. 
 
GOD IN NATURE. 9 
 
 6 Let joy and worship spend 
 The remnant of my days, 
 And to my God my soul ascend 
 In sweet perfumes of praise. 
 
 Exhortation to ivorship. S. M. 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad, 
 
 And hymns of glory sing! 
 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 
 The universal king. 
 
 2 He formed the deeps unknown, 
 
 He gave the seas their bound ; 
 The wat'ry worlds are all his own, 
 And all the solid ground. 
 
 3 Come, worship at his throne ; 
 
 Come, bow before the Lord ; 
 We are his work, and not our own, 
 He form'd us by his word. 
 
 4 To-day attend his voice, 
 
 Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
 Come like the people of his choice, 
 And own your gracious God ! 
 
 I ! 
 
 Praise for the mercies of God. L. M. 
 
 Give to our God, immortal praise ! 
 Mercy and truth are all his ways. 
 Wonders of grace to God belong : 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
10 GOD IN NATURE. 
 
 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, 
 The King of kings with glory crown ; 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When lords and kings are known no more. 
 
 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
 And fix'd the starry lights on high. 
 Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
 4 He fills the sun with morning light, 
 He bids the moon direct the night : 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When suns and moons shall shine no more. 
 
 5 He sent bis Son, with power to save 
 From guilt, and darkness, and the grave. 
 Wonders of grace to God belong: 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
 6 Through this vain world he guides our feet y 
 And leads us t ) the heav'nly seat ; 
 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When this vain world shall be no more. 
 
 6 The Maker Divine. L. M. 
 
 The spacious firmament on high, 
 With all the blue ethereal sky, 
 And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
 Their great Original proclaim. 
 
 2 The unwearied sun from day to day, 
 Doth his Creator's power display, 
 And publishes in every land 
 The work of an almighty hand. 
 
GOD IN NATURE. 11 
 
 3 Soon a3 the evening shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
 And nightly to the listening earth 
 Kepeats the story of her birth : 
 
 4 While all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 5 What though, in solemn silence, all 
 Move round the dark terrestrial ball ? 
 What though no real voice nor sound 
 Amid the radiant orbs be found ? 
 
 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever singing as they shine, 
 The hand that made us is divine. 
 
 All things created for His glory. C. M. 
 
 Gkeat First of beings ! mighty Lord 
 
 Of all this wondrous frame ! 
 Produce by thy creating word, 
 
 The world from nothing came. 
 
 2 Thy voice sent forth the high command 
 
 'Twas instantly obeyed ; 
 And through thy goodness all things stand 
 Which by thy power were made. 
 
 3 Lord ! for thy glory shine the whole ; 
 
 They all reflect thy light : 
 For this in course the planets roll, 
 And day succeeds the night. 
 
12 GOD IN NATURE. 
 
 4 For this the sun dispenses heat 
 
 And beams of cheering day ; 
 And distant stars, in order set, 
 By night thy power display. 
 
 5 For this the earth its produce yields; 
 
 For this the waters flow ; 
 And blooming plants adorn the fields, 
 And trees aspiring grow. 
 
 6 Inspired with praise, our minds pursue 
 
 This wise and noble end — 
 That all we think and all we do, 
 Shall to thine honor tend. 
 
 8 The God of Nature and of Grace. C. M. 
 
 The God of nature and of grace 
 
 In all his works appears ; 
 His goodness through the earth we trace, 
 
 His grandeur in the spheres. 
 
 2 Behold this fair and fertile globe, 
 
 By him in wisdom planned ; 
 'Twas he who girded, like a robe, 
 The ocean round the land. 
 
 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye, 
 
 Thither his path pursue ; 
 His glory boundless as the sky, 
 O'erwhelms the wondering view. 
 
 4 How excellent, O Lord, thy name 
 
 In all creation's lines ; 
 Spread through eternity, thy fame 
 With rising lustre shines. 
 
GOD IN NATURE. 13 
 
 5 Millions before thy presence stand, 
 Who feel, while they adore, 
 Fullness of joy at thy right hand, 
 And pleasures evermore. 
 
 9 The heart's attestation, C. M. 
 
 We need not soar above the skies, 
 
 Leave suns and stars below, 
 And seek Thee, with unclouded eyes, 
 
 In all that angels know ; — 
 The very breath we now inhale, 
 
 The pulse in every heart, 
 Attest with force that cannot fail, 
 
 Thou art, O God ! Thou art! 
 
 2 If 'midst the ever-during songs 
 
 Of universal joy, — 
 The chime of worlds and chant of tongues, - 
 
 The praise that we employ 
 May breathe its music in thine ear, 
 
 Its meaning in thy heart, 
 Our glad confession deign to hear, — 
 
 Thou art, O God ! Thou art! 
 
 10 Nature invites our Praise. C. M. 
 
 Hail, great Creator, wise and good ! 
 
 To thee our songs we raise ; 
 Nature, through all her various scenes, 
 
 Invites us to thy praise. 
 
 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, 
 Fresh wonders strike our view, 
 And while we gaze our hearts exult 
 With transports ever new. 
 
14 GOD IN NATURE. 
 
 3 Thy glory beams in every star 
 
 Which glides the gloom of night, 
 And decks the smiling face of morn 
 With rays of cheerful light, 
 
 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn, 
 
 With countless beauties shine ; 
 The silent grove, the awful shade, 
 Proclaim thy power divine. 
 
 5 Great nature's God! still may these scenes 
 
 Our serious hours engage ; 
 Still may our grateful hearts consult 
 Thy works' instructive page. 
 
 6 And while in all thy wondrous w T orks 
 
 Thy varied love we see, 
 Still may the contemplation lead 
 Our hearts, O God, to thee! 
 
 II Creation prompts to Gratitude. C. M. 
 
 Lord ! when my raptured thought surveys 
 
 Creation's beauties o'er, 
 All nature joins to teach thy praise 
 
 And bid my soul adore. 
 
 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, 
 
 Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
 Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
 And speak their source divine. 
 
 3 On me thy providence hath shone 
 
 With gentle, smiling rays, 
 Oh, let my lips and life make known 
 Thy goodness and thy praise. 
 
GOD IN NATURE. 15 
 
 4 All bounteous Lord, thy grace impart, 
 
 Oli, teach me to improve, 
 Thy gifts with ever grateful heart, 
 And crown them with thy love. 
 
 12 All things dependent on God. 
 
 We sing th' almighty pow'r of God, 
 
 Who bade the mountains rise, 
 Who spread th' flowing seas abroad, 
 
 And built the lofty skies. 
 
 2 We sing the wisdom that ordain'd, 
 
 The son to rule the day ; 
 The moon shines full at his command 
 And all the stars obey. 
 
 3 We sing the goodness of the Lord, 
 
 Who fills the earth with food ; 
 Who formed his creatures by his word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 
 4 Lord, how thy w r onders are display'd 
 
 Where'er we turn our eyes : 
 Whether we view the ground we tread, 
 Or gaze upon the skies ! 
 
 5 There's not a plant nor flow'r below. 
 But makes thy glories known ; 
 
 Arid clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
 By order from thy throne. 
 
16 
 
 II. DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 13 Unity of God. L. M. 
 
 When God — neglected or denied — 
 
 From ancient tribes withdrew his grace, 
 
 How soon the erring m) riads strove 
 With phantom forms to fill his place! 
 
 2 On every hill, by every stream, 
 
 All homes within, all waysides near, 
 The hallowed idols senseless stood, — 
 The helpless suppliants bowed with fear. 
 
 3 With gods for every foot of land, 
 
 And every pause of passing time, 
 In life no soothing peace they found, 
 In death no heavenly hope sublime. 
 
 4 O Thou, the true and living God ! 
 
 Maker of all above, below, 
 Eternal, self-existent One! 
 
 How blest are we thy name to know ! 
 
 5 One God — enlightened faith adores ; 
 
 One God — harmonious nature cries ; 
 One God — our common Sire and Lord, 
 The brotherhood of mind replies. 
 
 6 To thee, Supreme ! — to Thee alone, 
 
 Be hymns of highest glory song ; 
 The source of joy to every heart, 
 
 The theme of praise to every tongue. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 17 
 
 14 God Omnipotent and Everlasting. L. M. 
 
 All-powerful, self-existent God, 
 Who all creation dost sustain, 
 
 Thou wast, and art, and art to come ; 
 And everlasting is thy reign. 
 
 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, 
 
 Each glorious attribute divine, 
 Through ages infinite, shall still 
 With undiminished lustre shine. 
 
 3 Fountain of being ! Source of good ! 
 
 Immutable dost thou remain ; 
 Nor can the shadaw of a change 
 Obscure the glories of thy reign. 
 
 4 Nature her order shall reverse, 
 
 Revolving seasons cease their round ; 
 
 Nor spring appear with blooming pride, 
 
 Nor autumn be with plenty crowned, 
 
 5 Yon shining orbs forget their course, 
 
 The sun his destined path forsake, 
 And burning desolation mark 
 
 Amid the world his wand'ring track ; 
 
 6 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, 
 
 If such the great Creator's will : 
 But thou forever art the same ; 
 'I am' is thy memorial still. 
 
18 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 15 Majesty of God, L. M. 
 
 Eternal Power, whose high abode 
 Becomes the grandeur of a God, 
 Infinite lengths beyond the bounds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds ; 
 
 2 Thee while the first archangel sings, 
 He hides his face behind his wings ; 
 And ranks of shining thrones around 
 Fall worshiping, and spread the ground. 
 
 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? 
 We would adore our Maker, too ; 
 From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
 The great, the holy, and the high. 
 
 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, 
 And worms have learned to lisp thy name ; 
 But, oh, the glories of thy mind 
 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 
 5 God is in he wen, and men below ; 
 Be short our tunes, our words be few ; 
 A solemn reverence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 16 Omniscience. L. M. 
 
 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me thro'; 
 Thine eye commands, with piercing view, 
 My rising and my resting hours, 
 My heart and flesh with all their powers. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES 19 
 
 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
 Are to my God distinctly known : 
 
 He knows the words I mean to speak, 
 Ere from my opening lips they break. 
 
 3 Within thy circling power I stand, 
 On every side I find thy hand ; 
 Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 
 
 1 am surrounded still with God. 
 
 4 Amazing knowledge ! vast and great ! 
 What large extent ! what lofty height ! 
 My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
 Is in the boundless prospect lost. 
 
 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; 
 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare 
 Consent to sin, for God is there. 
 
 1 7 Omniscience. C. M. 
 
 Lord, all I am is known to thee ; 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence, or to flee 
 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 The secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're formed within ; 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 Thou know'st the sense I mean. 
 
20 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge ! deep and high ! 
 
 Where can a creature hide? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on every side ! 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To guard my soul from every ill, 
 Secured by sov'reign love. 
 
 18 Omniscience. C. M. 
 
 Almighty God ? thy piercing eye 
 
 Strikes through the shades of night, 
 And our most secret actions lie 
 All open to thy sight. 
 
 2 There's not a sin that we commit, 
 
 Nor wicked work w 7 e say, 
 But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ, 
 Against the judgment day. 
 
 3 And must the crimes that I have done 
 
 Be read and published there ? 
 Be all exposed before the sun, 
 While men and angels hear? 
 
 4 Lord, at thy feet ashamed I lie, 
 
 Upward I dare not look ; 
 Pardon my sins before I die, 
 And blot them from thv book. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 21 
 
 19 God Benevolent and Merciful. C M. 
 
 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, 
 
 Unmerited and free, 
 Delights our evil to remove, 
 
 And help our misery. 
 
 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still ; 
 
 Thou dost with sinners bear ; 
 That, sav'd we may thy goodness feel, 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 
 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, 
 
 To every soul, abound ; 
 A vast, unfathomable sea, 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
 
 So plenteous is the store ; 
 Enough for all, enough for each, 
 Enough for evermore. 
 
 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are; 
 
 A rock which cannot move : 
 A thousand promises declare 
 Thy constancy of love. 
 
 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 
 
 Unalterably sure ; 
 And, while the truth of God remains, 
 His goodness must endure. 
 
 20 Creator and Redeemer. C. M. 
 
 Father how wide thy glory shines, 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 
 By thousands through the skies. 
 
22 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power; 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill ; 
 And on the wings of every hour 
 We read thy patience still. 
 
 3 Part of thy name divinely stands 
 
 On all thy creatures writ ; 
 They show the labor of thy hands, 
 Or impress of thy feet. 
 
 4 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 In their divinest forms, — 
 
 5 Here the whole Deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess 
 Which of the glories brighter shone, 
 The justice or the grace. 
 
 6 Now 7 the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heavenly plains : 
 Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 And try their choicest strains. 
 
 7 may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 21 Poiver, Wisdom and Goodness. C. M. 
 
 I sing th' almighty power of God, 
 That made the mountains rise, 
 
 That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
 And built the lofty skies. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 23 
 
 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained 
 
 The sun to rule the day ; 
 The moon shines full at his command, 
 And all the stars obey. 
 
 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 
 
 That filled the earth with food; 
 He formed the creatures with his word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 
 4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, 
 
 Where'er I turn mine eye — 
 If I survey the ground I tread, 
 Or gaze upon the sky ! 
 
 5 There's not a plant or flower below 
 
 But makes thy glories known ; 
 And clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
 By order from thy throne. 
 
 6 Creatures, as numerous as they be, 
 
 Are subject to thy care ; 
 There's not a place where we can flee 
 But God is present there. 
 
 22 God Eternal C. M. 
 
 Great God ! how infinite art thou 
 What worthless worms are we ! 
 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 Ere seas or stars were made ; 
 Thou art the ever-living God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
24 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 3 Eternity, with all its years, 
 
 Stands present in thy view ; 
 To thee there's nothing old appears, 
 To thee there's nothing new. 
 
 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, 
 
 And vexed with trifling cares ; 
 While thine eternal thought moves on, 
 Thine undisturbed affairs. 
 
 5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 
 
 What worthless worms are we! 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 23 T1 ie Divine Omnipresence. C. M. 
 
 Jehovah God ! thy gracious power 
 
 On every hand we see; 
 O may the blessings of each hour 
 
 Lead all our thoughts to thee, 
 
 2 If, on the wings of morn, we speed 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 Thy right hand will our footsteps lead, 
 Thine arm our path surround. 
 
 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, 
 
 And reaches to the skies ; 
 Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, 
 Thy goodness never dies. 
 
 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve, 
 
 The hand of God we see ! 
 And all the blessings we receive, 
 Ceaseless, proceed from thee. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 25 
 
 In all the varying scenes of time, 
 
 On thee our hopes depend ; 
 In every age, in every clime, 
 
 Our Father and our Friend. 
 
 \ Holiness of God. C. M. 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name 
 
 Of our eternal King ; 
 " Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry ; 
 
 " Thrice holy " let us sing. 
 
 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, 
 
 Pay, O, my soul, to God ; 
 Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart 
 To his sublime abode. 
 
 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 
 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
 A contrite heart shall please him more 
 Than noblest forms of speech. 
 
 4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul 
 
 From all pollution free; 
 The pure in heart are thy delight, 
 And they thy face shall see. 
 
 5 Great in Mercy. 8. M. 
 
 My soul, repeat his praise 
 
 Whose mercies are so great ; 
 Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
 
 So ready to abate. 
 
26 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 2 God will not always chicle ; 
 
 And when his strokes are felt, 
 His strokes are fewer than our crimes, 
 And lighter than our guilt. 
 
 3 High as the heavens are raised 
 
 Above the ground we tread, 
 So far the riches of his grace 
 Our highest thoughts exceed. 
 
 4. His power subdues our sins ; 
 
 And his forgiving love, 
 Far as the east is from the west, 
 Doth all our guilt remove. 
 
 5. Our days are like the grass, 
 
 Or like the morning flower ; 
 If one sharp blast sweeps o'er the field, 
 It withers in an hour. 
 
 6 But thy compassions, Lord, 
 To endless years endure ; 
 And children's children ever find 
 Thy words of promise sure. 
 
 26 Goodness and Mercy. C. M. 
 
 Let every tongue thy goodness speak, 
 
 Thou sovereign Lord of all ; 
 Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, 
 
 And raise the poor that tall. 
 
 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, 
 When virtue lies distressed 
 Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, 
 Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 27 
 
 3 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel, 
 
 Thou hear'st thy cnildren's cry, 
 And their best wishes to fulfill, ^ 
 Thy grace is ever nigh. 
 
 4 Thy mercy never shall remove 
 
 From men of hearts sincere ; 
 Thou sav'st the soul whose humble love 
 Is joined with holy fear. 
 
 5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, 
 
 And spread thy fame abroad ; 
 Let all the sons of Adam raise. 
 The honors of their God. 
 
 J Omnipresence of God. L. M. 
 
 Where can we hide, or whither fly, 
 Lord, to escape thy piercing eye? 
 With thee it is not day and night, 
 But darkness shineth as the light. 
 
 2 Where'er we go, whatever pursue, 
 Our ways are open to thy view; 
 
 Our motives read, our thoughts explored, 
 Our hearts revealed to thee, O Lord. 
 
 3 Is there, throughout all worlds, one spot, 
 One lonely wild, where thou art not? 
 The hosts of heaven enjoy thy care, 
 And those of hell know thou art there. 
 
 4 Awake, asleep, where none intrude, 
 Or 'midst the thronging; multitude, 
 In every land, on every sea, 
 
 We are surrounded still with thee. 
 
28 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 5 Search us, O God, and know each heart; 
 With every idol bid us part ; 
 Make us to keep thy holy ways, 
 And live to utter forth thy praise. 
 
 28 G°d is Love. 8s & 7s. 
 
 God is love; his mercy brightens 
 All the path in which we rove ; 
 
 Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens : 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 2 Chance and change are busy ever; 
 
 Man decays, and ages move ; 
 But his mercy waneth never : 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 
 
 Will his changeless goodness prove ; 
 From the gloom his brightness streameth : 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
 
 Hope and comfort from above ; 
 Every where his glory shineth : 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 29 Goodness of God. L. M. 
 
 High in the heavens, eternal God, 
 Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
 
 Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
 That veils thy just and wise designs. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 29 
 
 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 
 
 As mountains their foundations keep; 
 Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
 Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 
 
 3 O God, how excellent thy grace ! 
 
 Whence all our hope, our comfort springs; 
 The sons of Adam, in distress, 
 Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 
 
 4 From the provisions of thy house 
 
 We shall be fed with sweet repast ; 
 There mercy, like a river, flows, 
 And brings salvation to our taste. 
 
 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, 
 
 Springs from the presence of my Lord ; 
 And in thy light our souls shall see 
 The glories promised in thy word. 
 
 God is Love. C. M. 
 
 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
 
 And lift your souls above ; 
 Let every heart and voice accord, 
 
 To sing that god is love. 
 
 2 This precious truth his word declares, 
 And all his mercies prove; 
 Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears, 
 To show that God is love. 
 
 8 Sinai, in clouds and smoke and fire, 
 Thunders his dreadful name ; 
 But Zion sings, in melting notes, 
 The honors of the Lamb. 
 
30 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 4 In all his doctrines and commands, 
 
 His counsels and designs — 
 In every work his hands have framed, 
 His love supremely shines. 
 
 5 Angels and men, the news proclaim 
 
 Through earth and heaven above, 
 The joyful and transporting news, 
 That God, the Lord, is love. 
 
 31 Canst thou find out the Almighty. L. M. 
 
 O God, eternal, infinite 
 
 Thee to perfection who can know ? 
 O height immense ! what words suffice 
 
 Thy countless attributes to show? 
 
 2 Greatness unspeakable is thine; 
 
 Greatness, whose undiminished ray, 
 When short-lived worlds are lost, shall shine, 
 When earth and heaven are fled away. 
 
 3 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, 
 
 Essential life's unbounded sea, 
 What lives and moves, lives by thy word, 
 It lives and moves and is from thee. 
 
 4 High is thy power above all height ; 
 
 Whate'er thy will decrees is done ; 
 Thy wisdom, equal to thy might, 
 Only to thee, O God, is known ! 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 31 
 
 2 God's Goodness. CM. 
 
 Ye humble souls, approach your God 
 
 With songs of sacred praise ; 
 For he is good, immensely good, 
 
 And kind in all his ways. 
 
 2 All nature owns his guardian care — 
 
 In him we live and move ; 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 
 
 To ransom rebel worms ; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
 
 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come— 
 
 'Tis here our hope relies : 
 A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
 When storms of trouble rise. 
 
 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 
 
 The souls who trust in thee ; 
 Their humble hope thou wilt reward 
 With bliss divinely free. 
 
 6 Great God, to thy almighty love 
 
 What honors shall we raise ? 
 Not all the raptured songs above 
 Can render equal praise. 
 
32 DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 
 
 33 God the Judge. C, M. 
 
 With my whole heart I'll raise my soDg, 
 
 Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; 
 Thou sovereign judge of right and wrong, 
 
 Wilt put my foes to shame. 
 
 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; 
 
 My God prepares his throne 
 To judge the world in righteousness, 
 And make his vengeance known. 
 
 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 
 
 For all who are oppressed, 
 To save the people of his love, 
 And give the weary rest. 
 
 4 The men who know thy name will trust 
 
 In thine abundant grace ; 
 For thou dost ne'er forsake the just, 
 Who humbly seek thy face. 
 
 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, 
 
 Who dwells on Zion's hill ; 
 Who executes his threatening word, 
 And doth his grace fulfill. 
 
 34 God present with his people. C. M. 
 
 The heaven of heavens cannot contain 
 
 The universal Lord ; 
 Yet he in humble hearts will deign 
 
 To dwell and be adored. 
 
DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. 33 
 
 2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice 
 
 Of fervent praise and prayer, 
 Or on the earth, or in the skies, 
 The God of heaven is there. 
 
 3 His presence is diffused abroad 
 
 Through realms and worlds unknown ; 
 Who seek the mercies of our God 
 Are ever near his throne. 
 
 35 Truth. L. M. 
 
 Can truth divine fulfilment fail? 
 
 Sooner shall star-crowned nature die ! 
 Truth is the very breath of God — 
 
 Part of his own eternity. 
 
 2 Earth's every pulse may cease to flow, 
 
 And every voice be heard no more ; 
 The forest crumble on the mount — 
 The sea corrupt upon the shore ; 
 
 3 The moon's supply of light expire, 
 
 The sun itself grow dense with gloom, 
 And fairer systems, sphered afar, 
 Dissolving, own the common doom ; 
 
 4 But long as stands Jehovah's throne, 
 
 Long as his being shall endure, 
 So long the truth his lips proclaim 
 Remains inviolably sure. 
 
34 
 
 III. DIVINE GOVERNMENT AND 
 P&OVIDENCE. 
 
 36 God over all L. M. 
 
 Greatest of beings, Source of life, 
 Sovereign of air, and earth and sea! 
 
 All nature feels thy power ; but man 
 A grateful tribute pays to thee. 
 
 2 Subject to wants, to thee he looks, 
 
 And from thy goodness seeks supplies ; 
 And when oppres.-ed with guilt, he mourns, 
 Thy mercy lifts him to the skies. 
 
 3 Children, whose little minds, unformed, 
 
 Ne'er raided a tender thought to heaven, 
 And men whom reason lifts to God, 
 
 Though oft by passion downward driven. 
 
 4 Those, too, who bend with age and care, 
 
 And faint and tremble near the tomb, 
 Who, sickening at the present scenes, 
 Sigh for that better state to come : 
 
 5 All, great Creator, all are thine, 
 
 All feel thy providential care; 
 An4 through each varying scene of life, 
 Alike thy constant pity share. 
 
 6 And whether grief oppress the heart, 
 
 Or whether joy elate the breast, 
 Or life still keep its little course, 
 Or death invite the heart to rest, — 
 
DIVINE GOVERNMENT. 35 
 
 7 All are thy messengers, and all 
 
 Thy sacred pleasure, Lord, obey: 
 And all are training man to dwell 
 Nearer to bliss and nearer thee. 
 
 37 Providential care. CM. 
 
 When all thy mercies, my God, 
 
 My rising soul surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 O how shall words, with equal warmth, 
 
 The gratitude declare 
 That glows within my ravished heart ! 
 But thou canst read it there. 
 
 3 To all my weak complaints and cries 
 
 Thy mercy lent an ear, 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned 
 To form themselves in prayer. 
 
 4 When in the slippery paths of youth 
 
 With heedless steps I ran, 
 Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe. 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 5 Through hidden dangers, toils and deaths, 
 
 It gently cleared my way ; 
 And through the pleasing snares of vice 
 More to be feared than they. 
 
 6 When nature fails, and day and night 
 
 Divide thy works no more, 
 My ever grateful heart, O Lord, 
 Thy mercy shall adore. 
 
36 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 7 Through all eternity, to thee 
 A joyful song Fll raise ; 
 But oh ! eternity's too short 
 To utter all thy praise. 
 
 38 God's Sovereignty. C. M. 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs. 
 And works his sovereign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take — 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercy, and will break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 37 
 
 39 Trust in God. L. M. 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need's not fear ! 
 Thy great Provider still is near ; 
 Who fed thee last, will feed thee still ; 
 Be calm, and sink into his will. 
 
 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky, 
 In mercy stoops to hear thy cry ; 
 
 His promise all may freely claim, 
 "Ask and receive in Jesus' name." 
 
 3 His stores are open all, and free 
 To such as truly upright be ; 
 Water and bread he'll give for food, 
 With all things else which he sees good. 
 
 4 Your sacred hairs, which are so small, 
 By God himself are numbered all; 
 This truth he's published all abroad, 
 That men may learn to trust the Lord. 
 
 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, 
 
 And sends them food as they have need ; 
 Although they nothing have in store, 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more. 
 
 6 Then do not seek, with anxious care, 
 What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear ; 
 Your heavenly Father will you feed, 
 
 He knows that all these things you need. 
 
38 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 40 Safe in God. C. M. 
 
 O thou, my light, my life, my joy, 
 
 My glory and my all ! 
 Unsent by thee, no good can come, 
 
 No evil can befall. 
 
 2 Such are thy schemes of providence, 
 
 And methods of thy grace, 
 
 That I may safely trust in thee, 
 
 Through all this wilderness. 
 
 3 'Tis thine outstretched and powerful arm 
 
 Upholds me in the way, 
 And thy rich bounty w T ell supplies 
 The wants of every day. 
 
 4 For such compassions, O my God, 
 
 Ten thousand thanks are due; 
 For such compassions, I esteem 
 Ten thousand thanks too few. 
 
 41 God the Shepherd. 6 8s. 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my w r ants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye : 
 My noon-day walks he shall attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on a thirsty mountain pant, 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads 
 My weary wandering steps he leads, 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 39 
 
 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
 Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, 
 The barren wilderness shall smile, 
 
 With sudden greens and herbage crowned, 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread. 
 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me still : 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
 And guide me through the dreadful shade. 
 
 42 God our Shepherd. S. M. 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is ; 
 
 I shall be well supplied : 
 Since he is mine and I am his, 
 
 What can I want beside ? 
 
 2 He leads me to the place 
 
 Where heav'nly pasture grows, 
 Where living waters gently pass, 
 And full salvation flows. 
 
 3 If e'er I go astray, 
 
 He doth my soul reclaim, 
 And guides me, in his own right way, 
 For his most holy name. 
 
 4 While he affords his aid, 
 
 I cannot yield to fear; 
 Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, 
 My shepherd's with me there. 
 
40 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 5 In sight of all my foes, 
 
 Thou dost my table spread ; 
 My cup with blessings overflows, 
 And joy exalts my head. 
 
 6 The bounties of thy love 
 
 Shall crown my future days; 
 
 Nor from thy house will I remove, 
 
 Nor cease to speak thy praise. 
 
 43 Confidence in God. S. M. 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
 
 Hope, and be undismayed: 
 God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, 
 
 God shall lift up thy head. 
 
 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 
 He gently clears thy way : 
 Wait thou his time — so shall this night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 Still heavy is thy heart ? 
 
 Still sink thy spirits down ? 
 Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
 Bid every care be gone. 
 
 4 What though thou rulest not? 
 
 Yet heaven, and earth, and hell 
 Proclaim God sitteth on the throne, 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
 5 No profit canst thou gain 
 
 By self-consuming care ; 
 To him commend thy cause — his ear 
 Attends the softest prayer. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 41 
 
 6 Thy everlasting truth, 
 
 Father, thy ceasless love, 
 Sees all thy children's wants, and knows 
 What best for each will prove. 
 
 7 Thou every where hast sway, 
 
 And all things serve thy might, 
 Thy every act pure blessing is, 
 Thy path unsullied light. 
 
 8 When thou arisest, Lord, 
 
 What shall thy work withstand ? 
 What'er thy children want, thou giv'st ; 
 And who shall stay thy hand ? 
 
 44 Our Leader. C. M. 
 
 O God of Abram, by whose hand 
 
 Thy people still are fed, 
 Who, through this weary pilgrimage, 
 
 Hast all our fathers led, — 
 
 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present 
 
 Before thy throne of grace ; 
 God of our fathers, be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 3 Through each perplexing path of life 
 
 Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
 Give us each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 4 O spread thy covering wings around, 
 
 Till all our wanderings cease, 
 And at our Father's loved abode 
 Our feet arrive in peace. 
 
42 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 5 Now, with the humble voice of prayer, 
 Thy mercy we'll implore ; 
 Then, with the grateful voice of praise, 
 Thy goodness we'll adore. 
 
 45 Preserver. C. M. 
 
 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes. 
 
 There all my hopes are laid ; 
 The Lord that built the earth and skies 
 
 Is my perpetual aid. 
 
 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall, 
 
 Whom he designs to keep ; 
 His ear attends the sofest call, 
 His eyes can never sleep. 
 
 3 He will sustain our weakest powers 
 
 With his almighty arm, 
 And watch our most unguarded hours 
 Against surprising harm. 
 
 4 Israel, rejoice and rest secure, 
 
 Thy keeper is the Lord ; 
 His wakeful eyes employ his power 
 For thine eternal guard. 
 
 5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, 
 
 Shall have its leave to smite ; 
 He shields thy head from burning noon, 
 From blasting damps at night. 
 
 6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, 
 
 Where thickest dangers come ; 
 Go and return, secure from death, 
 Till God commands thee home. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 43 
 
 46 Trust in the Promises of God. C. M. 
 
 And art thou with us, gracious Lord, 
 
 To dissipate our fear? 
 Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, 
 
 Our God for ever near. 
 
 2 Doth thy right hand, which form'd the earth, 
 
 And Dears up ail the skies, 
 Stretch from on high its friendly aid, 
 When dangers round us rise ? 
 
 3 And wilt thou lead our weary souls 
 
 To that delightful scene 
 Where rivers of salvation flow, 
 Through pastures ever green ? 
 
 4 On thy support our souls shall lean, 
 
 And banish every care ; 
 The gloomy vale of death shall smile, 
 If God be with us there. 
 
 5 While we his gracious succor prove, 
 
 'Midst all our various ways, 
 The darkest shades through which we pass 
 Shall echo with his praise. 
 
 47 Fear not, C. M. 
 
 Ye trembling souls! dismiss your fears; 
 
 Be mercy all your theme ; 
 Mercy, which like a river flows 
 
 In one continued stream. 
 
44 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell : 
 
 God will these powers restrain ; 
 His mighty arm their rage repel, 
 And make their efforts vain. 
 
 3 Fear not the want of outward good : 
 
 He still for his provides, 
 Grants them suppli s of daily food, 
 And gives them heaven besides. 
 
 4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, 
 
 Or leave his work undone ; 
 He's faithful to his promises, 
 And faithful to his Son. 
 
 5 Fear not the terrors of the grave, 
 
 ISTor death's tremendous sting : 
 He will from endless wrath preserve, 
 To endless glory bring. 
 
 6 You in his wisdom, power and grace, 
 
 May confidently trust : 
 His wisdom guides, his power protects, 
 His grace rewards the just. 
 
 48 Our Refuge. L. M. 
 
 He that has made his refuge God, 
 Shall find a most secure abode — 
 Shall walk all day beneath his shade, 
 And there at night shall rest his head. 
 
 2 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
 Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare — 
 Satan, the tempter, who betrays 
 Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 45 
 
 3 If burning beams of noon conspire 
 To dart a pestilential fire, 
 
 God is their life, his wings are spread, 
 To shield them with a healthful shade. 
 
 4 If vapors with malignant breath 
 Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, 
 Israel is safe — the poisoned air 
 Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 
 
 5 What though a thousand at thy side, 
 At thy right hand ten thousand died, 
 Thy God his chosen people saves, 
 Among the dead, amid the graves. 
 
 6 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, 
 Receive commission from the Lord, 
 To strike his saints among the rest, 
 Their very pains and deaths are blest. 
 
 49 Dark Providence. C. M. 
 
 Thy way, O God, is in the sea, 
 
 Thy paths I cannot trace, 
 ISTor comprehend the mystery 
 
 Of thine unbounded grace. 
 
 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense 
 
 My captive soul surround ; 
 Mysterious deeps of providence 
 My wand'ring thoughts confound. 
 
 3 As through a glass, I dimly see 
 
 The wonders of thy love, 
 How little do I know of thee, 
 Or of the joys above ! 
 
46 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 4 'Tis but in part I know thy will : 
 
 I bless thee for the sight ; 
 When will thy love the rest reveal 
 In glory's clearer light? 
 
 5 With raptures shall I then survey 
 
 Thy providence and grace; 
 And spend an everlasting day 
 In wonder, love and praise. 
 
 50 Prosperity from God. C. M. 
 
 Shine on our souls, eternal God ! 
 
 With rays of mercy shine : 
 O let thy favor crown our days, 
 
 And their whole course be thine. 
 
 2 Did we nor raise our hands in thee, 
 
 Our hands might toil in vain : 
 Small joy success itself could give, 
 If thou thy love restrain. 
 
 3 Tis ours the furrows to prepare, 
 
 And sow the precious grain : 
 'Tis thine to give the sun and air, 
 And to command the rain. 
 
 4 With thee let ev'ry week begin, 
 
 With thee each day be spent, 
 For thee each fleeting hour improv'd, 
 Since each by thee is lent. 
 
 5 Thus cheer us through this toilsome road 
 
 Till all our labors cease ; 
 And thus prepare our weary souls 
 For everlasting peace. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 47 
 
 51 Petition for daily food. L. M. 
 
 Father, 'tis thine each day to yield 
 Thy children's wants a fresh supply : 
 
 Thou clothist the lillies of the field, 
 And hearest the young ravens cry. 
 
 2 On thee we cast our care, we live 
 
 Through thee, who know'st our every need ; 
 O feed us with thy grace, and give 
 Our souls this day our living bread! 
 
 52 God's People Blessed. C. M. 
 
 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord ! 
 
 How sure is their defence ! 
 Eternal wisdom is their guide — 
 
 Their help, Omnipotence. 
 
 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, 
 
 Supported by thy care, 
 Through burning climes they pass unhurt, 
 And breathe in tainted air. 
 
 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne 
 
 High on the broken wave, 
 They know thou art not slow to hear, 
 Nor impotent to save. 
 
 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 The sea that roars at thy command, 
 At thy command is still. 
 
48 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 
 
 Th) r goodness we'll adore ; 
 We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
 6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, 
 
 Thy sacrifice shall be ; 
 And death, when death shall be our lot, 
 Shall join our souls to thee. 
 
 53 The Author of every Good Gift. C. M. 
 
 Father, to thee my soul I lift, — 
 
 My soul on thee depends, — 
 Convinced that every perfect gift 
 
 From thee alone descends. 
 
 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 
 
 And power and wisdom too ; 
 Without the Spirit of thy Son, 
 We nothing good can do. 
 
 3 We cannot speak one useful word, 
 
 One holy thought conceive, 
 
 Unless, in answer to our Lord, 
 
 Thyself the blessing give. 
 
 4 His blood demands the purchased grace ! 
 
 His blood's availing plea 
 Obtained the help for all our race, 
 And sends it down to me. 
 
 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought; 
 
 Our good is all divine ; 
 The praise of every virtuous thought 
 And righteous word is thine. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 49 
 
 6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive 
 The power on thee to call, 
 In whom we are, and move, and live ; 
 Our God is all in all. 
 
 54 Ghd the Supporter. C. M. 
 
 God, my Supporter and my Hope, 
 
 My help for ever near, 
 Thine arm of mercy holds me up, 
 
 And saves me from despair. 
 
 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 
 
 Through this dark wilderness ; 
 Thy hand conduct me to thy seat, 
 To dwell before thy face. 
 
 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 
 
 'Twould be no joy to me ; 
 And whilst this earth is my abode, 
 I long for none but thee. 
 
 4 What if the springs of life were broke 
 
 And flesh and heart should faint? 
 God is my soul's eternal Rock, 
 The Strength of every saint! 
 
 5 Behold, the sinners that remove 
 
 Far from thy presence, die ; 
 Not all the idol-gods they love 
 Can save them when they cry. 
 
 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, 
 
 Shall be my sweet employ; 
 My tongue shall sound thy works abroad 
 
 And tell the world my joy. 
 3 
 
50 DIVINE GOVERNMENT 
 
 55 God the Everlasting Help. C. M. 
 
 O God ! our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
 
 And our eternal home : 
 
 2 Under the shadow of thy throne 
 
 Still may we dwell secure; 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
 And our defence is sure. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order stood, 
 
 Or earth received her frame, 
 From everlasting thou art God, 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 4 A thousand ages in thy sight 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night 
 Before the rising sun. 
 
 5 The busy tribe of flesh and blood, 
 
 With all their cares and fears, 
 Are carried downward by the flood 
 And lost in following years. 
 
 6 Time like an ever rolling stream, 
 
 Bears all its sons aw r ay ; 
 They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the opening day. 
 
 7 O God ! our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Be thou our guide while life shall last, 
 And our eternal home. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 51 
 
 56 Our Fathers Love, C. M. 
 
 Since all the varying scenes of time 
 
 God's watchful eye surveys, 
 Oh who so wise to choose our lot 
 
 Or to appoint our ways ? 
 
 2 Good when he gives, supremely good, 
 
 Nor less when he denies ; 
 E'en crosses from his sovereign hand 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 
 
 So constant and so kind? 
 To his unerring, gracious will, 
 Be every wish resigned. 
 
 4 In the fair book of life divine, 
 
 My God inscribe my name ; 
 There let it fill some humble place 
 Beneath my Lord, the lamb. 
 
 57 Taste and see that the Lord is Good. C. M. 
 
 Thro' all the changing scenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 2 Of his deliv'rance I will boast 
 Till all who are distressed, 
 From my example, comfort take, 
 And charm thy grief to rest. 
 
52 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Oh, make but trial of his love — 
 
 Experience will decide 
 How blest are they, and only they, 
 Who in his truth confide. 
 
 4 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear: 
 Come, make his service your delight, 
 He'll make your wants his care. 
 
 IV. CHRIST. 
 
 BIRTH OF CHRIST. 
 
 58 Inefficiency of the Types. S. M. 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 
 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace 
 
 Or wash away our stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To feel the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
 And trust his bleeding love. 
 
BIRTH. 53 
 
 59 Types withdrawn. C. M. 
 
 The true Messiah now appears, 
 The types are all withdrawn ; 
 
 So fly the shadows and the stars 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 
 2 No smoking sweets, or bleeding lambs, 
 
 Nor kid, nor bullock slain ; 
 Incense and spice of costly names 
 Would all be burnt in vain. 
 
 3 He took our mortal flesh to show 
 
 The wonders of his love ; 
 
 For us he paid his life below, 
 
 And prays for us above. 
 
 4 "Father," he cries, "forgive their sins, 
 
 For I myself have died ;" 
 And then he shows his opened veius, 
 And pleads his wounded side. 
 
 60 The promised Savior. CM. 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promised long ; 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 On him the Spirit, largely poured, 
 
 Exerts his sacred lire ; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 
 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
54 CHRIST. 
 
 3 He comes, the prisoners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held : 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice, 
 
 To clear the mental ray, 
 And on the eyes, oppressed with night, 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The wounded soul to cure, 
 And with the treasures of his grace 
 To enrich the humble poor. 
 
 6 The sacred year has now revolved, 
 
 Accepted of the Lord, 
 When heaven's high promise is fulfilled, 
 And Israel is restored. 
 
 7 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace ! 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 61 Good tidings of great joy. P. M. 
 
 Angels ! from the realms of glory, 
 Wing your flight o'er all the earth : 
 
 Ye, who sang creation's story, 
 Now proclaim Messiah's birth : 
 Come and worship — 
 
 Worship Christ the new-born King. 
 
BIRTH. 55 
 
 2 Shepherds! in the fields abiding ; 
 
 Watching o'er your flocks by night : 
 God with man is now residing, 
 
 Yonder shines the heav'nly light : 
 Come and w T orship — 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King;. 
 
 3 Sages ! leave your contemplation ; 
 
 Brighter visions beam afar ; 
 Seek the great Desire of nations, 
 
 Ye have seen his natal star; 
 Come and worship — 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
 
 4 Saints ! before the altar bending, 
 
 Watching long in hope and fear, 
 Suddenly, the Lord, descending, 
 
 In his temple shall appear : 
 Come and worship — 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King. 
 
 62 Hosanna to Christ C. M. 
 
 Hosanna to the royal Son 
 
 Of David's ancient line ! 
 His nature two, his person one, 
 
 Mysterious and divine. 
 
 2 The root of David here we find, 
 
 And offspring is the same ; 
 Eternity and time are joined 
 In our Immanuel's name. 
 
 3 Blest he that comes to wretched man 
 
 With peaceful news from heav'n ; 
 Hosannas of the highest strain 
 To Christ, the Lord, be given. 
 
56 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take 
 " Hosanna" on their tongues, 
 Lest rocks and stones should rise and break 
 Their silence into songs. 
 
 63 Glory and goodness in Christ's mission. C. M. 
 
 High let us raise our tuneful notes 
 And join th' angelic throng ; 
 
 For angels no such love have known, 
 To wake a cheerful song. 
 
 2 Good-will to guilty men is shown, 
 
 And peace on earth is given ; 
 For lo ! th' incarnate Savior comes, 
 A messenger from heav'n. 
 
 3 Justice and grace, with sweet accord, 
 
 His rising beams adorn ; 
 Let heav'n and earth in concert join, 
 Now such a child is born. 
 
 4 Glory to God, in highest strains, 
 
 In highest worlds be paid ! 
 His glory by our lips proclaimed, 
 And by our lives displayed ! 
 
 64 Glory to God in the highest. C. M. 
 
 Mortals awake, with angels join, 
 
 And chant the solemn lay ; 
 Joy, love and gratitude combine, 
 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
BIRTH. 57 
 
 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 And strung and tuned the lyre. 
 
 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
 
 And loud the echo roll'd ; 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new — 
 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
 
 4 Down through the portals of the sky, 
 
 Th ? impetuous torrent ran ; 
 And angels flew, with eager joy, 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5 With joy the chorus we repeat, 
 
 Glory to God on high ! 
 Good-will and peace are now complete — 
 Jesus was born to die. 
 
 6 Hail, Prince of life, forever hail ! 
 
 Redeemer, Brother, Friend! 
 Though earth, and time, and life shall fail, 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 7 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song, 
 Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
 Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 
 
 65 Glad tidings of great joy. C. M. 
 
 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 
 And glory shone around. 
 
58 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind,) 
 Glad tidings of great joy I bring, 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 To you, in David's town, this day, 
 
 Is born, of David's line, 
 The Savior, who is Christ the Lord, 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 
 4 The heav'nly babe you there shall find, 
 
 To human view displayed, 
 All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid. 
 
 5 Thus spoke the seraph ! and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God on high, 
 Who thus addressed their song : 
 
 6 All glory to the God on high, 
 
 And to the earth be peace ! 
 Good- will henceforth, from heaven to men, 
 Begin and never cease ! 
 
 66 The Sun of righteousness. P. M. 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing, — 
 Glory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
 God and sinners reconciled. 
 
 2 Joyful all ye nations rise, — 
 Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
 With angelic hosts proclaim, 
 Christ is born in Bethlehem. 
 
BIRTH. 59 
 
 3 Christ by highest heaven adored, — 
 Christ, the everlasting Lord ; 
 Veil'd in flesh, the God-head see, 
 Hail, the incarnate Deity ! 
 
 4 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace : 
 Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! 
 Light and life to all he brings, — 
 Risen with healing in his wings. 
 
 5 Come, Desire of Nations, come ! 
 Fix in us thy humble home ; 
 Second Adam from above, 
 Reinstate us in thy love. 
 
 67 Christmas day. P. M. 
 
 All hail! happy day, 
 
 When, enrobed in our clay, 
 The Redeemer appear'd upon earth ; 
 
 How can we refrain 
 
 To unite in the strain, 
 And to hail our ImmanueFs birth ! 
 
 2 Ye angels of God, 
 Sound his praises abroad, 
 
 And acknowledge him J AH, and I AM : 
 
 We also will join 
 
 In a hymn so divine, 
 Giving glory to God and the Lamb ! 
 
 3 O may the return 
 
 Of this once blessed morn 
 Be forever remembered with joy ! 
 
 Sweet accents of praise 
 
 All our voices shall raise ; 
 Hallelujahs shall be our employ ! 
 
60 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Let echo prolong 
 
 The harmonious song, — 
 Hallelujuhs again and again: 
 
 He kindles the fire, 
 
 Whom the nations desire, 
 And to him we devote the glad strain. 
 
 68 Wonderful Counselor. P. M. 
 
 Bright and joyful is the morn, 
 For to us a child is born ; 
 From the highest realms of heaven, 
 Unto us a Son is given. 
 
 2 On his shoulder he shall bear, 
 Power and majesty, and wear, 
 On his vesture and his thigh, 
 Names most awful, names most high. 
 
 3 Wonderful in counsel He, 
 Christ the incarnate Deity ; 
 Sire of ages ne'er to cease ; 
 
 King of Kings and Prince of Peace. 
 
 4 Come and worship at his feet; 
 Yield to him the homage meet; 
 From the manger to the throne, 
 Homage due to God alone. 
 
 69 Christ, the Savior, born. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Hail, thou long-expected Jesus ! 
 
 Born to set thy people free; 
 From our sins and fears release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
BIRTH. 61 
 
 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints thou art; 
 Long-desired of every nation, 
 , Joy of every waiting heart. 
 
 3 Born, thy people to deliver, — 
 
 Born a child, yet God our King, — 
 Born to reign in us forever, — 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 70 The nativity of Christ S. M. 
 
 Behold the grace appear — 
 
 The blessing promised long! 
 Angels announce the Savior near, 
 
 In their triumphant song : — 
 
 2 "Glory to God on high, 
 
 And heavenly peace on earth; 
 Good-will to men — to angels joy, 
 At the Redeemer's birth." 
 
 The will of God is done, 
 Salvation's full and freo 
 
 Glory to God, the Son,] 
 My song shall ever be. 
 
62 CHRIST. 
 
 71 Thanhs for the Unspeakable Gift S. M. 
 
 Father, our hearts we lift 
 
 Up to thy gracious throue, 
 And thank thee for thy precious gift 
 
 Of thine incarnate Son. 
 
 2 His infant cries proclaim 
 
 A peace 'twixt earth and heaven : 
 Salvation, through his only name, 
 To all mankind is given. 
 
 72 -4 joyous Event C. M. 
 
 Calm on the listening ear of night 
 Come heavens melodious strains, 
 
 Where wild Judea stretches far 
 Her silver mantled plains. 
 
 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 
 
 Shed sacred glories there, 
 And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
 Make music on the air. 
 
 3 The joyous hills of Palestine 
 
 Send back the glad reply, 
 And greet, from all their holy heights, 
 The day-spring from on high. 
 
 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee 
 
 There comes a holier calm, 
 And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, 
 Her silent groves of palm. 
 
BIRTH. 63 
 
 5 "Glory to God !" the sounding skies 
 Aloud with anthems ring; 
 "Peace to the earth, good will to men, 
 From heaven's eternal King ! " 
 
 73 Christ comes to destroy Sin. C. M. 
 
 Joy to the world ! the Lord has come ! 
 
 Let earth receive her King : 
 Let every heart prepare him room, 
 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth ! the Savior reigns, 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He comes to make his blessinge flow 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 
 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 74 The Saviour Bom. S. M. 
 
 We come with joyful song, 
 
 To hail this happy morn : 
 Glad tidings from an angel's tongue, 
 
 " This day is Jesus born ! " 
 
64 CHRIST. 
 
 2 What transports doth his name 
 
 To sinful men afford! 
 His glorious titles we proclaim — 
 A Saviour — Christ — the Lord ! 
 
 3 Glory to God on high, 
 
 All hail the happy morn : 
 We join the anthems of the sky, 
 And sing — "The Saviour's born !" 
 
 75 Song of the Angels. C. M. 
 
 "Shepherds, rejoice — lift up your eyes, 
 
 And send your fears away ; 
 News from the regions of the skies — 
 
 A Saviour's born to-day. 
 
 2 "Jesus, the God whom angels fear, 
 
 Comes down to dwell with you ; 
 To-day he makes his entrance here, 
 But not as monarchs do. 
 
 3 "No gold, nor purple swaddling bands, 
 
 Nor royal shining things ; 
 A manger for his cradle stands, 
 And holds the King of kings. 
 
 4 "Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, 
 
 And see his humble throne ; 
 With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
 Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 
 
 5 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around 
 
 The heavenly armies throng ; 
 They tune their harps to lofty sound, 
 * And thus conclude the song : 
 
BIRTH. 65 
 
 6 " Glory to God, that reigns above — 
 
 Let peace surround the earth ; 
 Mortals shall know their Maker's love, 
 At their Redeemer's birth." 
 
 7 Lord! and shall angels have their songs, 
 
 And men no tunes to rise? 
 O may we lose these useless tongues 
 When we forget to praise! 
 
 76 The Promise fulfilled. C. M. 
 
 The race that long in darkness pined 
 Have seen the glorious light ; 
 
 The people now behold the dawn 
 Who dwell in death and night. 
 
 2 Hail thy rising, Sun of life, 
 
 The gathering nations come, 
 Joyous as when the reapers bear 
 
 Their harvest treasures home. 
 
 3 For thou our burden hast removed — 
 
 Th' oppressor's reign is broke ; 
 Thy fiery conflict with the foe 
 Has burst its cruel yoke. 
 
 4 To us the promised child is born, 
 
 To us the Son is given ; 
 Him shall the tribes of earth obey, 
 And all the hosts of heaven. 
 
 5 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, 
 
 Forevermore adored — 
 The Wonderful, the Counsellor, 
 The mighty God and Lord. 
 
66 CHRIST. 
 
 6 His power, increasing still, shall spread, 
 His reign no end shall know ; 
 Justice shall guard his throne above, 
 And peace abound below. 
 
 77 Peace on Earth — Good will to Men. 8s & 7s 
 
 Hark! what mean those holy voices, 
 Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
 
 Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices, 
 Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 
 
 2 Listen to the wond'rous story, 
 
 Which they chant in hymns of joy : — 
 Glory in the highest, glory, 
 Glory be to God most high. 
 
 3 Peace on earth, good will from heaven, 
 
 Reaching far as man is found ; 
 Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ! — 
 Loud our golden harps shall sound. 
 
 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 
 
 Heaven and earth his praises sing ; 
 O receive whom God appointed 
 
 For your Prophet, Priest and King. 
 
 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore him ; 
 
 Learn his name and taste his joy; 
 Till in heaven ye sing before him, — 
 Glory be to God on high ! 
 
67 
 
 LIFE OF CHRIST. 
 
 78 The Love of the Father. S. M. 
 
 Raise your triumphant s mgs 
 
 To an immortal tune ; 
 Let all the earth resound the deeds 
 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal Love 
 
 Its chief Beloved chose, 
 And bade him raise our ruined race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 His hand no thunder bears, 
 
 No terror clothes his brow, 
 No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
 To fiercer flames below. 
 
 4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, 
 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 When Christ was sent with pardons down 
 To rebels doomed to die. 
 
 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears — 
 
 Let hopeless sorrows cease ; 
 
 Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
 
 And take the offered peace. 
 
 6 Lord, we obey thy call — 
 
 We lay an humble claim 
 To the salvation thou hast brought, 
 And love and praise thy name. 
 
68 CHRIST. 
 
 79 Miracles of Jesus. C. M. 
 
 And didst thou, Jesus, condescend, 
 When veiled in human clay, 
 
 To heal the sick, the larue, the blind, 
 And drive disease away? 
 
 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, 
 
 And cause the blind to see ? 
 Thou Son of David, hear — O, hear — 
 Have mercy . too, on me. 
 
 3 And didst thou pity mortal woe, 
 
 And sight and health restore ? 
 
 pity, Lord, and save my soul, 
 Which needs thy mercy more. 
 
 4 Didst thou thy trembling servant raise, 
 
 When sinking in the wave ? 
 
 1 perish, Lord; O, save my soul ; 
 
 For thou alone canst save. 
 
 30 Oar Exemplar. CM. 
 
 In duties and in sufferings too, 
 Thy path, my Lord, I'll trace; 
 
 As thou hast done, so would I do, 
 Depending on thy grace. 
 
 2 Inflamed with zeal, 'twas thy delight 
 To do thy Father's will ; 
 O may that zeal my soul excite, 
 Thy precepts to fulfil J. 
 
LIFE. 69 
 
 3 Meekness, humility and love, 
 
 Through all thy conduct shine ; 
 O may my whole deportment prove 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 81 Infancy of Christ. C. M. 
 
 Abashed be all the boast of age — 
 
 Be hoary learning dumb; 
 Expounder of the mystic page, 
 
 Behold an infant come. 
 
 2 Oh, Wisdom, whose unfading power 
 
 Beside the Eternal stood, 
 To frame in nature's earliest hour 
 The land, the sky, the flood, — 
 
 3 Yet didst not thou disdain awhile 
 
 An infant form to wear — 
 To bless thy mother with a smile, 
 And lisp thy faltered prayer. 
 
 4 But in thy Father'^ own abode, 
 
 With Israel's elders 'round, 
 Conversing high with Israel's God, 
 Thy chiefest joy was found. 
 
 5 So may our youth adore thy name — 
 
 And Saviour, deign to bless 
 With fostering grace and timid flame 
 Of early holiness. 
 
70 CHRIST. 
 
 82 Christ our Pattern. C. M. 
 
 Behold where in a mortal form 
 
 Appears his grace divine! 
 The virtues all, in Jesus met, 
 
 With mildest radiance shine. 
 
 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 
 
 To give the mourner joy, 
 To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
 Was his divine employ. 
 
 3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends 
 
 A friend and servant fond ; 
 He washed their feet, he wiped their tears, 
 And healed each bleeding wound. 
 
 4 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, 
 
 Patient and meek he stood ; 
 His foes, ungrateful, sought his life — 
 He labored for their good. 
 
 5 To God he left his righteous cause, 
 
 And still his task pursued, 
 While humble prayer and holy faith 
 His fainting strength renewed. 
 
 6 In the last hours of deep distress, 
 
 Before his Father's throne, 
 With soul resigned he bowed and said, 
 "Thy will, not mine, be done." 
 
 7 Be Christ our pattern and our guide, 
 
 His image may we bear ; 
 O may we tread his holy steps, 
 His joy and glory share. 
 
LIFE. 71 
 
 83 Christ our Example. L. M. 
 
 And is the Gospel peace and love ? 
 
 So let our conversation be ; 
 The serpent blended with the dove, 
 
 Wisdom and meek simplicity. 
 
 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 
 
 And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, 
 On Jesus let us fix our eyes, 
 
 Bright Pattern of the Christian life. 
 
 3 O how benevolent and kind! 
 
 How mild ! how ready to forgive ! 
 Be his the temper'of our mind, 
 And his the rule by which we live. 
 
 4 To do his heavenly Father's will 
 
 Was his employment and delight ; 
 Humility and holy zeal 
 
 Shone through his life divinely bright. 
 
 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, 
 
 The labors of his life were love; 
 If then we love our Saviour's name, 
 By his example let us move. 
 
 84 Devotion of Christ. L. M. 
 
 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
 I read my duty in thy word ; 
 But in thy life the law appears 
 Drawn out in living characters. 
 
72 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
 Such deference to thy Father's will, 
 Such love — and meekness so divine, 
 I would transcribe and make them mine. 
 
 3 
 
 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
 Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer; 
 The deserts thy temptations knew, 
 Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 
 
 4 Be thou my pattern — make me bear 
 More of thy gracious image here; 
 Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
 Among the followers of the Lamb. 
 
 85 Joy in Christ L. M. 
 
 When at a distance, Lord, we trace 
 The various glories of thy face, 
 What transport pours o'er all our breasts, 
 And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 
 
 2 With thee, in the obscurest cell, 
 
 On some bleak mountain would I dwell, 
 Rather than pompous courts behold, 
 And share their grandeur and their gold. 
 
 3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy; 
 Raptures divine my thoughts employ ; 
 I see the King of glory shine, 
 
 And feel his love, and call him mine. 
 
 4 On Tabor thus his servants viewed 
 His lustre, when transformed he stood ; 
 And, bidding earthly scenes farwell, 
 Cried, "Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell." 
 
LIFE. i 6 
 
 5 Yet still our elevated eyes 
 
 To nobler visions long to rise ; 
 That grand assembly would we join, 
 Where all thy saints around thee shine. 
 
 6 That mount, how bright ! those forms, how fair, 
 'Tis good to dwell for ever there ! 
 
 Come, death, dear envoy of my God, 
 And bear me to that blest abode. 
 
 86 Forgiveness from the Example of Jesus. C M. 
 
 God of my mercy and my praise ! 
 
 Thy glory is my song ; 
 Though sinners speak against thy grace 
 
 With a blaspheming tongue. 
 
 2 When in the form of mortal man 
 
 Thy Son on earth was found, 
 With cruel slanders, false and vain, 
 They compass' d him around. 
 
 3 Their mis'ries his compassion mov'd ; 
 
 Their peace he still pursued : 
 They render'd hatred for his love, 
 And evil for his good. 
 
 4 Their malice rag'd without a cause ; 
 
 Yet with his dying breath 
 He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, 
 And bless'd his foes in death. 
 
 5 O may his conduct, all-divine, 
 
 To me a model prove ; 
 Like his, O, God! my heart incline 
 My enemies to love. 
 
74 CHRIST. 
 
 87 "He beheld the City, and ivept over U" S. M. 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, 
 And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 2 The Son of God in tears, 
 
 The wond'ring angels see; 
 Be thou astonished, O my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep ; 
 
 Each sin demands a tear : 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 88 Gethsemane. L. M. 
 
 'Tis midnight — and on Olives' brow 
 The stars is dimm'd that lately shone 
 
 'Tis midnight in the garden now 
 The suff'ring Saviour prays alone. 
 
 3 'Tis midnight — and from all remov'd 
 Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears ; 
 E'en the disciple that he lov'd 
 
 Heeds not his Master's griefs and tears. 
 
 3 'Tis midnight — and, for others' guilt 
 
 The man of sorrows weeps in blood ; 
 Yet he that hath an anguish knelt, 
 Is not forsaken by his God. 
 
 4 "Tis midnight — and from ether plains 
 
 Is borne the song that angels know : 
 Unheard by mortals are the strains 
 That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 
 
75 
 
 PASSION AND DEATH. 
 
 89 Sorrows for the sufferings of Jesus. C. M. 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 
 And did my Sov'reign die? 
 Would he devote that sacred head, 
 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I have done 
 
 He groaned upon the tree? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
 For man the creature's sin ! 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears ; 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 Tis all that I can do. 
 
 90 The love of a dying Savior. C. M. 
 
 Behold the Savior of mankind 
 Nailed to the shameful tree ! 
 
 How vast the love that him inclined 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
76 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
 The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 
 And solid marbles rend. 
 
 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid, 
 
 "Keceive my soul !" he cries: 
 See where he bows his sacred head ! 
 He bows his head and dies ! 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain 
 
 And full of glory shine ; 
 O Lamb of God ! was ever pain, 
 Was ever love like thine ! 
 
 91 Reflection on the passion of Christ. 7s. & 6s. 
 
 O Sacred Head, now wounded, 
 
 With grief and shame weighed down! 
 New scornfully surrounded 
 
 With thorns — thine only crown ! 
 O sacred Head, what glory, 
 
 What bliss till now, was thine! 
 Yet though despised and gory, 
 
 I joy to call thee mine. 
 
 2 How art Thou pale with anguish, 
 
 With sore abuse and scorn ! 
 How does thy visage languish 
 
 Which once was bright as morn ! 
 Thy grief and thy compassion 
 
 Were all for sinners' gain ; 
 Mine, mine was the transgression, 
 
 But thine the deadly pain. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH 77 
 
 3 What language shall I borrow 
 
 To thank thee, dearest Friend, 
 For this thy dying sorrow, — 
 
 Thy pity without end! 
 Lord, make me thine forever, 
 
 Nor let me faithless prove ; 
 O let me never, never 
 
 Abuse such dying love. 
 
 4 Forbid that I should leave thee ; 
 
 Jesus leave not me ; 
 
 By faith I would receive thee ; 
 
 Thy blood can make me free ; 
 When strength and comfort languish 
 
 And I must hence depart, 
 Release me then from anguish, 
 
 By thine own wounded heart. 
 
 92 Glorying only in the Cross. L. M. 
 
 When I survey the wond'rous cross 
 On which the Prince of glory died, 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And poor contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it Lord that I should boast, 
 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 
 1 sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love How mingled down : 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
78 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 s That were a present far too small : 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. k 
 
 93 The hidings of the Father's face. L. M. 
 
 From Calvary the cry was heard, — 
 A bitter and heart-rending cry ; 
 
 My Savior ! every mournful word 
 Bespeaks thy soul's deep agony. 
 
 2 A horror of great darkness fell 
 
 On thee, thou spotless, holy One! 
 And all the swarming hosts of hell 
 Conspir'd to tempt God's only Son. 
 
 4 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace, 
 These thou couldst bear, nor once repine; 
 But when Jehovah veil'd his face, 
 Unutterable pangs were thine, 
 
 4 Let the dumb world its silence break ; 
 
 Let pealing anthems rend the sky; 
 Awake my sluggish soul, awake! 
 He died, that we might never die. 
 
 5 Lord ! on the cross I fix mine eye ; 
 
 If e'er I 1- se its strong control, 
 O let that dying, piercing cry, 
 
 Melt and reclaim my wand 'ring soul. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 79 
 
 94 The mystery of the cross. P. M. 
 
 God of unexampled grace, 
 
 Redeemer of mankind, 
 Matter of eternal praise 
 
 We in thy passion find ; 
 Still our choicest strains we bring ; 
 
 Still the joyful theme pursue ; 
 Thee, the Friend of sinners, sing, 
 
 Whose love is ever new. 
 
 2 Endless scenes of wonder rise, 
 
 With that mysterious tree, — 
 Crucified before our eyes, 
 
 Where we the Savior see : 
 Jesus, Lord, what hast thoa done? 
 
 Publish we the death divine ; 
 Stop, and gaze, and fall and own 
 
 Was never love like thine ! 
 
 3 Never love nor sorrow was 
 
 Like that my Jesus show'd ; 
 See him stretch'd on yonder cross, 
 
 And crushed beneath our load ; 
 Now discern the Deity ; 
 
 Now his heav'nly birth declare; 
 And Faith cries out — 'Tis he — 
 
 My God that suffers there? 
 
 95 The expiring Savior. 8s, 7s & 4s. 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 
 See! — it rends the rocks asunder — 
 Shakes the earth — and veils the sky : 
 
 "It is finished !"— 
 
 Hear the dying Savior cry. 
 
80 CHRIST. 
 
 2 " It is finished ! " — Oh what pleasure 
 
 Do these charming words afford! 
 Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
 
 Flow to us through Christ, the Lord : 
 " It is finished!"— 
 
 Saints ! the dying words record. 
 
 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ! 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
 All in earth and heaven uniting, 
 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name; 
 Hallelujah ! — 
 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 96 Praise for Redemption. C. M. 
 
 Plunged in the gulf of dark despair 
 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheering beam ef hope, 
 
 Or spark of glimmering day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief; 
 He saw, and — oh, amazing l6ve ! — 
 He ran to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above 
 
 With joyful haste he fled— 
 Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 4 O for this love let rocks and hills < 
 
 Their lasting silence break! 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 81 
 
 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told ! 
 
 97 Christ our Peace. C. M. 
 
 In vain we seek for peace with God 
 
 By methods of our own : 
 Blest Saviour, nothing but thy blood 
 
 Can bring us near the throne. 
 
 2 The threat'nings of thy broken law 
 
 Impress the soul with dread : 
 If God his sword of vengeance draw, 
 It strikes the spirit dead. 
 
 3 But thy atoning sacrifice 
 
 Hath answered all demands, 
 And peace and pardon from the skies 
 Come to us by .thy hands. 
 
 4 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ! 
 
 'Tis on thy cross we rest ; 
 
 For ever be thy love adored, 
 
 Thy name for ever blest. 
 
 98 "Behold the Man" L. M. 
 
 Ye that pass by, behold the man ! 
 
 The man of grief, condemned for you, 
 The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
 
 Weeping, to Calvary pursue. 
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82 CHRIST. 
 
 2 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, 
 
 With nails they fasten to the wood ! 
 His sacred limbs — exposed and bare, 
 Or only covered with his blood. 
 
 3 See there ! his temples crowned with thorns. 
 
 His bleeding hands extended wide, 
 
 His streaming feet transfixed and torn, 
 
 The fountain gushing from his side. 
 
 4 O, thou dear suffering Son of God, 
 
 How doth thy heart to sinners move ! 
 Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, 
 And melt us with thy dying love. 
 
 5 At thy last grasp, the graves displayed 
 
 Their horrors to the upper skies ; 
 O, that our souls might burst the shade, 
 And, quickened by thy death, arise ! 
 
 6 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, 
 
 And tremble, and asunder part; 
 O rend, with thy expiring breath, 
 The harder marble of our heart ! 
 
 99 Subdued by the Cross. C. M. 
 
 In evil long I took delight, 
 
 Unawed by shame and fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight, 
 
 And stopp'd my wild career. 
 
 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 In agonies and blood, 
 Who fix'd his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 83 
 
 3 Sure, never to my latest breath 
 
 Can I forget that look ; 
 It seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, 
 
 And plunged me in despair; 
 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 
 5 A second look he gave, which said, 
 
 " I freely shall forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
 I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 6 Thus, while his death my sin displays 
 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 Such is the mystery of grace, 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 100 The Passion of Christ L. M. 
 
 Come, let our mournful songs record 
 The dying sorrows of our Lord, 
 When he expir'd in shame and blood, 
 Like one forsaken of his God. 
 
 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 
 
 And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn; 
 " He rescued others from the grave, 
 Now let him try himself to save." 
 
 3 They wound his head, his hands his feet, 
 Till streams of blood each other meet ; 
 By lot his garments they divide, 
 
 And mock the pangs in which he died. 
 
84 CHRIST. 
 
 4 But gracious God ! thy power and love 
 Have made his death a blessing prove : 
 Though once upon the cross he bled, 
 Immortal honors crown his head. 
 
 5 Through Christ, the Son, our guilt forgive, 
 And let the mourning sinner live ! 
 
 The Lord will hear us in his name, 
 Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. 
 
 ]Q1 A dying Saviour. L. M. 
 
 Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies ! 
 Hark ! his expiring groans arise ; 
 See — from his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Fast flows the sacred crimson tide ! 
 
 2 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from every bleeding w r ound : 
 The vital stream, how free it flows, 
 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 
 
 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, 
 Where mingling grief or wonder flow, 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain ? 
 
 4 Come, blessed Lord ! thy grace impart 
 To w T arm this cold, this stupid heart; 
 Till all its powers and passions move, 
 In melting grief and ardent love. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 85 
 
 1 02 Efficacy of the Atoning Blood, C. M. 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood, 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
 
 And sinners, plunged beneath the flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 And there my I, though vile as he, 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
 3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransom'd church of God 
 Are saved to sin no more. 
 
 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme, 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing thy power to save, 
 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue, 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 103 Wonders of the Cross, L. M. 
 
 Nature with open volume stands 
 
 To spread her Maker's praise abroad ; 
 
 And every labor of his hands 
 
 Shows something worthy of a God. 
 
86 CHRIST. 
 
 2 But in the grace that rescued man 
 
 His brightest form of glory shines ; 
 Here on the cross 'tis fairest drawn 
 In precious blood and crimson lines. - 
 
 3 O ! the sweet wonders of that cross, 
 
 Where God, the Saviour, loved and died ! 
 Her noblest life my spirit draws 
 
 From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 
 
 4 I would for ever speak his name, 
 
 In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 
 
 With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
 
 And worship at his Father's throne. 
 
 104 Rock of Ages, 6 7s. 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee ; 
 
 Let the water and the blood 
 
 From thy wounded side which flowed, 
 
 Be of sin the double cure — 
 
 Save from wrath, and make me pure. 
 
 2 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 Could my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone — 
 Thou must save, and thou alone : 
 In my hand no price I bring — 
 Simply to the cross I cling. 
 
 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyes shall close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown, 
 And behold thee on thy throne, 
 Bock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 87 
 
 105 "It is Finished." L. M. 
 
 Tis finished ! so the Saviour cried, 
 And meekly bowed his head and died : 
 'Tis finished — yes, the work is done, 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 'Tis finished ! — all that heaven decreed, 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 
 Is now fulfilled, as long designed, 
 In me the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 'Tis finished ! — Aaron now no more 
 Must stain his robes with purple gore ; 
 The sacred veil is rent in twain, 
 
 And Jewish rites no more remain. 
 
 4 'Tis finished ! — this, my dying groan, 
 For sins of every kind atone ; 
 Millions shall be redeemed from death 
 By this, my last expiring breath. 
 
 5 'Tis finished ! — heaven is reconciled, 
 And all the powers of darkness spoiled : 
 Peace, love, and happiness again 
 Return and dwell with sinful men. 
 
 6 'Tis finished! — let the joyful sound 
 Be heard from all the nations 'round ; 
 'Tis finished ! — let the echo fly 
 
 Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky. 
 
88 CHRIST. 
 
 106 "R is Finished: 7 L. M. 
 
 'Tis finished ! The Messiah dies, 
 Cut off for sins, but not his own ! 
 
 Accomplished is the sacrifice, 
 
 The great redeeming work is done. 
 
 2 'Tis finished ! All the debt is paid ; 
 
 Justice divine is satisfied ; 
 The grand and full atonement made ; 
 Christ for the guilty world hath died. 
 
 3 The veil is rent in Christ alone ; 
 
 The living way to heaven is seen ; 
 The middle wall is broken down, 
 And all mankind may enter in. 
 
 4 The types and figures are fulfil I'd, 
 
 Exacted is the legal pain ; 
 The precious promises are seal'd ; 
 The spotless Lamb of God is slain. 
 
 5 Saved from the legal curse I am, 
 
 My Saviour hangs on yonder tree ; 
 
 See there the meek, expiring Lamb ! 
 
 'Tis finished ! He expires for me. 
 
 6 Death, hell, and sin, are now subdued ; 
 
 All grace is now to sinners given ; 
 And, lo! I plead th' atoning blood, 
 And in thy right I claim thy heaven. 
 
PASSION AND DEATH. 89 
 
 107 @°d manifested in the Flesh, C. M. 
 
 With glorious clouds encompass'd round, 
 
 Whom angels dimly see, 
 Will the Unsearchable be found, 
 
 Or God appear to me ? 
 
 2 Will he forsake his throne above, — 
 
 Himself to worms impart? 
 Answer, thou Man of grief and love, 
 And speak it to my heart. 
 
 3 In manifested love explain 
 
 Thy wonderful design ; 
 What meant the suffering Son of man, — 
 The streaming blood divine ? 
 
 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, 
 
 And live and die below, 
 That I might now perceive thee near, 
 And my Redeemer know ? 
 
 5 Might view the Lamb in his own light, 
 
 Whom angels dimly see, 
 And gaze, transported at the sight, 
 To all eternity ? 
 
90 
 
 RESURRECTION. 
 
 108 " The Lord has risen indeed." S. M. 
 
 " The Lord is ris'n indeed." 
 
 And are the tidings true ? 
 Yes, we beheld the Savior bleed, 
 
 And saw him living too. 
 
 2 "The Lord is ris'n indeed." 
 
 Then justice asks no more ; 
 
 Mercy and truth are now agreed, 
 
 Which stood opposed before. 
 
 3 "The Lord is ris'n indeed.'' 
 
 Then is his work performed ; 
 The captive surely now is freed, 
 And death, our foe, disarmed, 
 
 4 "The Lord is ris'n indeed," 
 
 Attending angels, hear ; 
 Up to the courts of heav'n with speed, 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
 5 Then take your golden lyre, 
 
 And strike each tuneful chord ! 
 Join, all the bright celestial choirs, 
 To sing our ris'n Lord. 
 
 109 Exulting in Christ's resurrection. P. M. 
 
 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
 Sons of men and angels say ; 
 Raise your joys and triumphs high : 
 Sing, ye heavens, — and, earth, reply. 
 
RESURRECTION. 91 
 
 2 Love's redeeming work is done, — 
 Fought the fight, the battle won ; 
 Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
 
 Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 
 
 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ has burst the gates of hell ; 
 Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
 Christ hath open'd Paradise. 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious King ! 
 Where, O death, is now thy sting? 
 Once he died. our souls to save ; 
 Where's thy victory, boasting grave ? 
 
 5 Soar we now w r here Christ has led, 
 Follow our exalted Head; 
 
 Made like him, like him we rise ; 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
 1 1 Christ the first fruits. P.M. 
 
 Sing praise ! the tomb is void 
 
 Where the redeemer lay ! 
 Sing of our bonds destroy'd, 
 
 Our darkness turned to day ! 
 
 2 Weep for your dead no more ! 
 
 Friends, be of joyful cheer! 
 Our star moves on before ! 
 
 Our narrow path shines clear. 
 
 3 He who, so patiently, 
 
 The crown of thorns did wear, — 
 He hath gone up on high ; 
 Our hope is with him there. 
 
92 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Now is his truth reveal' d, 
 
 His majesty and might ; 
 The grave has been unseal'd ; 
 Christ is our life and light. 
 
 5 He who for men did weep, 
 
 Suffer, and bleed, and die — 
 
 First-fruits of them that sleep, 
 
 Christ has gone up on high. 
 
 6 His vict'ry hath destroy'd 
 
 The shafts that once could slay : 
 Sing praise ! the tomb is void 
 W here the Eedeemer lay ! 
 
 11] Christ triumphant 8s 7s & 4. 
 
 Come, ye saints ! look here and wonder ; 
 
 See the place where Jesus lay ; 
 He has burst the bands asunder, — 
 
 He has borne our sins away ; 
 Joyful tidings ! — 
 
 Yes, the Lord is ris'n to-day. 
 
 2 Jesus triumphs! sing ye praises ; — 
 
 'T was by death he overcame : 
 Thus the Lord his glory raises ; 
 
 Thus he fills his foes with shame : 
 Sing ye praises — 
 
 Praises to the Victor's name. 
 
 3 Jesus triumphs ! — countless legions 
 
 Come from heaven, to meet their King ; 
 Soon in yonder happy regions, 
 
 They shall join his praise to sing : 
 Songs eternal 
 
 Shall through heaven's high arches ring. 
 
RESURRECTION. 93 
 
 112 Resurrection and Ascension. 7s. 
 
 Angels ! roll the stone away ; 
 Death ! yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See ! the Savior leaves the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise 
 Louder notes of joyful praise; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Echo with the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints ! lift up your eyes, 
 See him high in glory rise ! 
 Hosts of angels, on the road, 
 Hail him — the incarnate God. 
 
 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide, 
 
 See the conqueror through them ride ! 
 King of glory ! mount thy throne — 
 Boundless empire is thine own. 
 
 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs ! 
 Tune, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Eaise, O earth, your noblest songs, 
 From ten thousand thousand tongues. 
 
 113 The Resurrection. 7s. 
 
 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 
 Jesus scatters all the £loom ; 
 Day of triumph through the skies, — 
 See the glorious Saviour rise! 
 
94 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Ye, who are of death afraid, 
 Triumph in the scattered shade ; 
 Drive your anxious cares away ; 
 See the place where Jesus lay ! 
 
 3 Christian! dry your flowing tears, 
 Chase your unbelieving fears ; 
 Look on his deserted grave ; 
 Doubt no more his power to save. 
 
 ASCENSION. 
 
 ||4 "He is Risen." CM. 
 
 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord, 
 
 Cast all your fears away ; 
 Come with adoring faith and see 
 
 The place where Jesus lay. 
 
 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought — 
 
 Such wonders love can do : 
 Thus cold in death that bosom lay 
 Which throbbed and bled for you. 
 
 3 But raise your eyes and tune your songs, — 
 
 The Saviour lives again ; 
 Not all the bolts and bars of death 
 The Conqueror could detain. 
 
 4 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 
 
 His once-dishonored head ; 
 And through unnumbered years he reigns 
 Who dwelt among the dead. 
 
ASCENSION. 95 
 
 5 With joy like his shall every saint 
 His vacant tomb survey, 
 Then rise with his ascending Lord 
 To realms of endless day, 
 
 115 S.M. 
 
 Joy from the certainty of His resurrection. 
 
 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
 
 The grave hath lost its prey ; 
 With him shall rise the ransom' seed, 
 
 To reign in endless day. 
 
 2 The lord is risen indeed ; 
 
 He lives to die no more ; 
 He lives his people's cause to plead, 
 Whose curse and shame he bore. 
 
 3 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
 
 Attending angels, hear ! 
 Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
 4 Then take your golden lyres, 
 
 And strike each cheerful chord ; 
 Join, all ye bright celestial choirs, 
 To sing our risen Lord. 
 
 ||6 Grief and Joy L. M. 
 
 He dies — the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies — 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
96 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Come, saint?, and drop a tear or two 
 
 For him who groaned beneath your load ; 
 He shed a thousand drops for you, 
 A thousand drops of richer blood ! 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree : 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see! 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again. 
 
 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb, 
 
 In vain the tomb forbids his rise ; 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 
 How high our great deliverer reigns, 
 Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
 And led the monster death in chains. 
 
 6 Say, "Live for ever, wondrous King ! 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save ! " 
 Then ask the monster, "Where's thy sting? 
 And where's thy victory, boasting grave?" 
 
 ||7 Ascension of Christ L. M. 
 
 Lord, w 7 hen thou didst ascend on high, 
 Ten thousand angels filled the sky; 
 Those heavenly guards around thee wait, 
 Like chariots that attend thy state. 
 
 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
 More glorious when the Lord was there, 
 While he pronounced his holy law, 
 And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 
 
ASCENSION. 97 
 
 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
 When the rebellious powers of hell, 
 That thousand souls had captive made, 
 Were all in chains like captives led. 
 
 4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
 He sent his promised Spirit down, 
 With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
 That God might dwell on earth again. 
 
 ||8 Paradise Opened. C. M. 
 
 The Son of righteousness appears, 
 
 To set in blood no more ; 
 Adore the Scatt'rer of your fears, — 
 
 Your rising Sun adore. 
 
 2 The saints, when he resigned his breath, 
 
 Unclosed their sleeping eyes ; 
 He breaks again the bands of death, — 
 Again the dead arise. 
 
 3 Alone the dreadful race he ran, 
 
 Alone the wine-press trod ; 
 He dies and suffers as a man, 
 He rises as a God. 
 
 4 In vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 
 Forbid an early rise 
 To him, who breaks the gates of hell, 
 And opens Paradise. 
 
 ||9 Love of an Ascended Saviour. L. M. 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring, 
 I could for ever think and sing ; 
 Arise, ye needy, — he'll relieve ; 
 Arise, ye guilty, — he'll forgive. 
 6 
 
98 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given, 
 Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven ; 
 Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
 Jesus, the balm will make it whole. 
 
 3 To shame our sins he blush'd in blood ; 
 He closed his eyes to show us God : 
 Let all the world fall down and know, 
 That none but God such love can show. 
 
 4 "lis thee I love, for thee alone 
 
 I shed my tears and make my moan ; 
 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
 Ascended Saviour, thee I love. 
 
 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 
 I drink, and yet am ever dry : 
 
 Ah ! who against thy mercy's proof? 
 Ah ! who that loves can love enough ? 
 
 |20 The King of Glory. L. M. 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 
 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky ; 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay — 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, 
 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 
 2 Loose ail your bars of massy light, 
 
 And wide unfold th' ethereal scene : 
 He claims these mansions as his right ; 
 
 Receive the King of glory in ! 
 Who is the King of glory? Who? 
 
 The Lord, that all our foes o'ercame, 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew, 
 
 And Jesus is the Conqu'ror's name. 
 
ASCENSION. 99 
 
 3 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, 
 
 Ye everlasting doors give way ! 
 Who is the King of glory? Who? 
 
 The Lord, of glorious power possess'd, 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 
 God over all, for ever blest! 
 
 |2| King of kings and Lord of lords. C. M. 
 
 The head that once was crowned with thorns 
 
 Is crowned with glory now ; 
 A royal diadem adorns 
 
 The mighty Victor's brow. 
 
 2 The highest place that heaven affords, 
 
 Is to our Jesus given ; 
 The King of kings, and Lord of lords, 
 He reigns o'er earth and heaven — 
 
 3 The joy of all who dwell above, 
 
 The joy of all below, 
 To whom he manifests his Iwe, 
 And grants his name to know. 
 
 4 To them the cross with all its shame, 
 
 With all its grace is given ; 
 Their name — an everlasting name, 
 Their joy — the joy of heaven. 
 
 5 They suffer with their Lord below,— 
 
 They reign with him above ; 
 Their everlasting joy to know 
 The myst'ry of his love. 
 
100 CHRIST. 
 
 122 Christ glorified. 4s. & 7s. 
 
 Jesus, our triumphant Head, 
 Ris'n victorious from the dead, 
 To the realms of glory gone, 
 To ascend his rightful throne. 
 
 2 Cherubs on the Conqueror gaze, 
 Seraphs glow with brighter blaze ; 
 Each brighter odor of the sky 
 Hails him as he passes by. 
 
 3 Heav'n its King congratulates, 
 Opens wide her golden gates ; 
 Angels' songs of victory bring ; 
 All the blissful regions ring. 
 
 4 Sinners, join the heav'nly pow'rs, 
 For redemption all is ours, 
 Humble patients shall prove 
 Blood-bought pardon, dying love. 
 
 5 Hail, thou dear, thou worthy Lord ! 
 Holy Lamb ! incarnate Word ! 
 Hail thou suff'ring Son of God ! 
 Take the trophies of thy blood. 
 
101 
 
 MEDIATION. 
 
 123 Oar great High Priest P. M- 
 
 See where our great High Priest 
 
 Before the Lord appears, 
 And on his loving breast 
 
 The tribes of Israel bears ; 
 Never without his people seen, 
 The Head of all believing men. 
 
 2 With him, the Corner stone, 
 
 The living stones conjoin ; 
 Christ and his Church are one, — 
 
 One body and one vine ; 
 For us he uses all his pow'rs, 
 And all he has, or is, is ours. 
 
 3 The path of Christ our Head 
 
 The members all pursue, 
 By his good Spirit led 
 
 To act and suffer too. 
 Like him, the toil, the cross, sustain, 
 Till, glorious all, like him we reign. 
 
 124 My Redeemer lives. L. M. 
 
 I kncw that my Kedeemer lives — 
 What joy the blest assurance gives! 
 He lives, he lives, who once was dead ; 
 He lives, my everlasting Head! 
 
102 CHRIST. 
 
 2 He lives, to bless me with his love ; 
 He lives, to plead for me above ; 
 He lives, my hungry soul to feed ; 
 He lives, to help the time of need. 
 
 3 He lives, and grants me daily breath ; 
 He lives and I shall conquer death ; 
 He lives, my mansion to prepare ; 
 He lives, to bring me safely there. 
 
 4 He lives, all glory to his name; 
 He lives, my Savior, still the same ; 
 What joy the blest assurance gives, — 
 I know that my Redeemer lives. 
 
 125 Sis sympathizing love. C. M. 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
 2 Toueh'd with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean, 
 For he hath felt the same. 
 
 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Pour'd out strong cries and tears, 
 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
 4 He'll never quench the smoking flax. 
 
 But raise it to a flame ; 
 The bruised reed he never breaks, 
 Nor scorns the meanest name. 
 
MEDIATION. 103 
 
 5 Then let our humble faith address 
 His mercy and his power ; 
 We shall obtain deliv'ring grace 
 In every trying hour. 
 
 [26 His speaking blood. P. M. 
 
 Father, hear the blood of Jesus, 
 Speaking in thine ears above ! 
 
 From impending wrath release us ; 
 Manifest thy pard'ning love. 
 
 2 O receive us to thy favor, — 
 
 For his only sake receive ; 
 Give us to the bleeding Savior, — 
 Let us by his dying live. 
 
 3 To thy pard'ning grace receive them, 
 
 Once he prayed upon the tree; 
 Still his blood cries out — Forgive them, 
 All their sins are laid on me. 
 
 4 Still our Advocate in heaven, 
 
 Prays the prayer on earth begun, — 
 Father, show our sins forgiven ; 
 Father, glorify thy Son ! 
 
104 
 
 REIGN. 
 
 127 Crown him Lord of all. C. M. 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 Ye ransomed from the fall, 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crow^n him Lord of all. 
 
 5 O that w T ith yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at his feet may fall ; 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 128 The Redeemer on his throne. S. M. 
 
 Enthroned is Jesus now 
 
 Upon his heav'nly seat ; 
 The kingly crown upon his brow, 
 
 The saints are at his feet. 
 
REIGN. 105 
 
 2 In shining white they stand, — 
 
 A great and countless throng ; 
 A palmy sceptre in each hand 
 On every lip a song. 
 
 3 They sing the Lamb of God, 
 
 Once slain on earth for them ; 
 The Lamb, through whose atoning blood. 
 Each wears his diadem. 
 
 129 P. M. 
 
 The Lamb once despised, but now exalted. 
 
 Hail, thou once despised Jesus! 
 
 Hail, thou Galilean Kiug ! 
 Thou didst suffer to release us ; 
 
 Thou didst free salvation bring. 
 Hail, thou agonizing Savior, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 By thy merits we find favor, 
 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid ; 
 By almighty love annointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made. 
 All thy people are forgiven, 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
 Open'd is the gate of heaven ; 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 
106 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
 
 There forever to abide ; 
 All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father's side : 
 There for sinners thou art pleading ; 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare; 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 4 Worship, honor, power and blessing, 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudest praises without ceasing, 
 
 Meet it is for us to give ; 
 Help, ye bright angelic spirits; 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
 Help to sing our Savior's merits ; 
 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 
 
 130 La ! Se Reigns. 4 lines, 8s. 
 
 Hear the royal proclamation, 
 The glad tidings of salvation, 
 Published now to every creature, 
 To the ruin'd sons of nature. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, he reigns victorious ; 
 Over heaven and earth, most glorious, 
 Jesus reigns. 
 
 2 See the royal banner flying, 
 Hear the heralds loudly crying, 
 " Rebel sinners, royal favor 
 Now is offer'd by the Saviour." 
 Lo ! he reigns, &c. 
 
REIGN. 107 
 
 3 Ho ! ye sons of wrath and ruin, 
 Who have wrought your own undoing, 
 Here are life and free salvation, 
 Offer'd to the whole creation. 
 
 Lo! he reigns, &c. 
 
 4 Here are wine, and milk, and honey, 
 Come and purchase without money; 
 Mercy, like a flowing fountain 
 Streaming from the holy mountain. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, &c. 
 
 5 For this love let rocks and mountains. 
 Purling streams and crystal fountains, 
 Roaring thunders, lightning blazes, 
 Shout the great Messiah's praises. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, &c. 
 
 131 Praise to our Prophet, Priest and King, P.M. 
 
 Join all the glorious names 
 Of wisdom, love, and power, 
 
 That mortals ever knew, 
 Or angels ever bore ; 
 
 All are too mean to speak his worth — 
 
 Too mean to set the Savior forth. 
 
 2 Great Prophet of our God, 
 
 Our tongues shall bless thy name ; 
 By thee the joyful news 
 
 Of our salvation came, — 
 The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
 Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
 
108 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Jesus our great High Priest, 
 
 Has shed his blood and died ; 
 The guilty conscience needs 
 
 No sacrifice beside ; 
 His precious blood did once atone, 
 And now it pleads before the throne. 
 
 4 O thou Almighty Lord, 
 
 Our Conqueror and King, 
 Thy sceptre and thy sword, 
 
 Thy reigning grace w 7 e sing ; 
 Thine is the power, behold we sit, 
 In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 
 
 132 Glory to glory's King. P. M. 
 
 God is gone up on high, 
 
 With a triumphant noise, — 
 The clarions of the sky 
 
 Proclaim the angelic joys ; 
 Join all on earth, rejoice and sing ; 
 Glory ascribe to glory's King. 
 
 2 All power to our great Lord 
 
 Is by the Father given ; 
 By angel hosts adored, 
 
 He reigns supreme in heaven ; 
 Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
 Glory ascribe to glory's King. 
 
 3 High on his holy seat, 
 
 He bears the righteous sway ; 
 His foes beneath his feet 
 
 Shall sink and die away ; 
 Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
 Glory ascribe to glory's King. 
 
EEIGN. 109 
 
 4 Till all the earth renewed 
 
 In righteousness divine, 
 With all the hosts of God, 
 
 In one great chorus join : 
 Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
 Glory ascribe to glory's King. 
 
 133 Tribute to the Lamb. C. M. 
 
 Come let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died/' they cry, 
 
 "To be exalted thus;" 
 " Worthy the Lamb/ 7 our hearts reply, 
 "For he was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and power divine ; 
 And blessings more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell below the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise. 
 
 134 Exaltation and power of Jesus. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, the name high over all, 
 
 In hell, or earth, or sky ; 
 Angels and men before it fall, 
 
 And devils fear and fly. 
 
110 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Jesus the name to sinners dear; — 
 
 The name to sinners given ; 
 It scatters all their guilty fear ; 
 It turns their hell to heaven. 
 
 3 Jesus the pris'ner's fetters breaks, 
 
 And bruises Satan's head : 
 Power into strengthless souls he speaks, 
 And life into the dead. 
 
 4 O that the world might taste and see 
 
 The riches of his grace ! 
 The arms of love that compass me, 
 Would all mankind embrace. 
 
 5 His only righteousness I show: — 
 
 His saving truth proclaim ; 
 'Tis all my business here below, 
 To cry, — Behold the Lamb ! 
 
 6 Happy, if, with my latest breath, 
 
 I may but gasp his name, 
 Preach him to all, and cry in death, 
 Behold, behold the Lamb ! 
 
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 SECOND COMING. 
 
 135 Behold! He eometh P. M. 
 
 Lo ! He comes with clouds descending, 
 Once for favored sinners slain ; 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 
 Swell the triumph of his train ; 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 
 God appears on earth to reign. 
 
 2 Every eye shall now behold him 
 
 Robed in dreadful majesty ; 
 Those who set at naught and sold him, 
 
 Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 3 All the tokens of his passion 
 
 Still his dazzling body bears ; 
 Cause of endless exultation 
 
 To his ransom'd worshipers ; 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars. 
 
 4 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thine eternal throne ; 
 Savior, take the power and glory ; 
 
 Make thy righteous sentence known : 
 Jah ! Jehovah ! 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own. 
 
112 CHRIST. 
 
 136 W e shall appear with him in glory. P. M. 
 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
 Partners in his patience here : 
 
 Christ to all believers precious, 
 Lord of lords shall soon appear : 
 
 Mark the tokens 
 Of his heavenly kingdom near. 
 
 2 Sun and moon are both confounded, 
 
 Darken'd into endless night, 
 When, with angel hosts surrounded, 
 In his Father's glory bright, 
 
 Beams the Savior, 
 Shines the everlasting light, 
 
 3 See the stars from heaven falling! 
 
 Hark, on earth the doleful cry ! 
 Men on rocks and mountains calling, 
 While the frowning Judge draws nigh, 
 
 Hide us, hide us, 
 Rocks and mountains, from his eye ! 
 
 4 With what different exclamation 
 
 Shall the saints his banner see ! 
 By the tokens of his passion, 
 
 By the marks received for me: — 
 
 All discern him : 
 All cry out with shouts, 'Tis he ! 
 
 5 Lo ! 'tis he ! our heart's Desire, 
 
 Come for his espoused below ; 
 Come to join us with his choir, 
 Come to make our joys o'erflow; 
 
 Palms of vict'ry, 
 Crowns of glory to bestow. 
 
SECOND COMING. 113 
 
 137 -Atod with the trump of God. S. M. 
 
 In expectation sweet, 
 
 We wait, and sing, and pray, 
 
 Till Christ's triumphant ear we meet, 
 And see an endless day. 
 
 2 He comes ! — the conqu'ror comes ; 
 
 Death falls beneath his sword, 
 The joyful pris'ners burst their tombs, 
 And rise te meet their Lord. 
 
 3 The trumpet sounds — Awake ! 
 
 Ye dead, to judgment come ! — 
 The pillars of creation shake, 
 J 7 hile hell receives her doom. 
 
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 4 Thrice happy man for those 
 Who love the ways of peace, 
 No night of sorrow e'er shall close 
 Or shade their perfect bliss. 
 
 138 The day of wrath. L. M. 
 
 That day of wrath ! — that dreadful day, 
 When heaven and earth shall pass away ! — 
 What power shall be the sinner's stay ? 
 How shall we meet that dreadful day, — 
 
 2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, 
 The flaming heavens together roll ; 
 And louder yet — and yet more dread, — 
 Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? 
 
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114 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Oh ! on that day — that wrathful day, 
 When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
 Be thou, O Christ ! the sinners' stay, — 
 Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 
 
 139 The Judgment in prospect. S. M. 
 
 And will the Judge descend ? 
 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 
 His all-discerning eyes? 
 
 3 How will my heart endure 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heaven before his face, 
 Astonished shrink away ? 
 
 3 But ere that trumpet shakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark ! — from the gospel's cheering sound 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 4 Ye sinners ! seek his grace, — 
 
 His wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 5 So shall that curse remove, 
 
 By which the Savior bled : 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
115 
 
 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 (40 The outpouring of the Spirit C. M. 
 
 Let songs of praises fill the sky ! 
 
 Christ, our ascended Lord, 
 Sends down his Spirit from on high, 
 
 According to his w rd. 
 
 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, 
 
 New life creates within ; 
 He quickens sinners from the death 
 Of trespasses and sin. 
 
 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 
 
 And to our heart reveals ; 
 
 Our body he his temple makes, 
 
 And our redemption seals. 
 
 4 Come, Holy Spirit from above, 
 
 With thy celestial fire ; 
 Come, and with flames of zeal and love, 
 Our hearts and tongues inspire. 
 
 141 Source of Blessings. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Holy Source of consolation, 
 
 Light and life thy grace imparts ; 
 
 Visit us in thy compassion ; 
 
 Guide our minds, and fill our hearts. 
 
116 HOLY SPIEIT. 
 
 2 Heavenly blessings without measure, 
 
 Thou canst bring us from above ; 
 Lord, we ask that heavenly treasure, 
 Wisdom, holiness, and love. 
 
 3 Dwell within us, blessed Spirit ; 
 
 Where thou art no ill can come ; 
 Bless us now, through Jesus' merit ; 
 Reign in every heart and home. 
 
 4 Saviour, lead us to adore thee, 
 
 While thou dost prolong our days ; 
 Then, with angel hosts before thee, 
 May we worship, love and praise. 
 
 142 Renewing Grace implored. C. M. 
 
 How helpless guilty nature lies, 
 
 Unconscious of its load ! 
 The heart, unchanged, can never rise 
 
 To happiness and God. 
 
 2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, 
 
 The stubborn will subdue ? 
 'Tis thine, eternal Spirit ! thine, 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 3 'Tis thine the passion to recall, 
 
 And upward bid them rise; 
 To make the scales of error fall 
 From reason's darkened eyes ; — 
 
 4 To chase the shades of death away, 
 
 And bid the sinner live ; 
 A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
 'Tis thine alone to give. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 117 
 
 5 Oh! change these wretched hearts of ours, 
 And give them life divine; 
 Then shall our passions and our powers, 
 Almighty Lord ! be thine. 
 
 143 The Spirit desired. C. M. 
 
 Great Father of each perfect gift, 
 
 Behold thy servants wait ; 
 With longing eyes and lifted hands, 
 
 We flock around thy gate. 
 
 2 Oh ! shed abroad that choicest gift, — 
 
 Thy spirit from above, 
 To cheer our eyes with sacred light, 
 And fire our hearts with love. 
 
 3 Blest Earnest of eternal joy ! 
 
 Declare our sins forgiven : 
 And bear, with energy divine, 
 Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 
 
 4 Diffuse, O God ! thy copious showers, 
 
 That earth its fruit may yield, 
 And change the barren wilderness 
 To C arm el's flowery field. 
 
 144 The Source of Consolation. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Holy Ghost ! dispel our sadness ; 
 
 Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; 
 Come, thou source of joy and gladness, 
 
 Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. 
 
118 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Hear, O hear our supplication, 
 
 Blessed Spirit ! God of peace ! 
 Rest upon this congregation, 
 With the fullness of thy grace. 
 
 3 Author of our new creation, 
 
 May we all thine influence prove ; 
 Make our souls thy habitation, — 
 Shed abroad the Saviour's love. 
 
 4 Source of sweetest consolation, 
 
 Breathe thy peace on all below ; 
 Bless, O bless this congregation ; 
 On each soul thy grace bestow ! 
 
 145 Light, Fire, Dew, Dove. C. M. 
 
 Spirit divine ! attend our prayer, 
 And make this house thy home ; 
 
 Descend with all thy gracious power, 
 Oh ! come, great Spirit, come ! 
 
 2 Come as the light ; to us reveal 
 
 Our emptiness and woe : 
 And lead us in those paths of life 
 Where all the righteous go. 
 
 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts 
 
 Like sacrificial flame; 
 Let our whole souls an offering be 
 To our Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 Come as the dew, and sweetly bless 
 
 This consecrated hour ; 
 May barren minds be taught to own 
 Thy fertilizing power. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 119 
 
 5 Come as the dove, and spread thy wings, 
 The wings of peaceful love ; 
 And let the church on earth become 
 Blest as the church above. 
 
 S46 Work of the Spirit L. M. 
 
 Eternal Spirit we comfess 
 And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
 Thy power conveys our blessings down 
 From God, the Father and the Son. 
 
 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 Our danger and our refuge too. 
 
 4 Thy power and glory work within, 
 
 And break the chains of reigning sin ; ! 
 Our wild, imperious lusts subdue, 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 
 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice ; 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
 147 Guide and Comforter. P. M. 
 
 Holy Spirit! Fount of blessing, 
 
 Ever watchful, ever kind, 
 Thy celestial aid possessing, 
 
 Prison'd souls deliv'rance find ; 
 Seal of truth, and bond of union, 
 
 Source of light, and flame of love, 
 Symbol of divine communion, 
 
 In the olive-bearing dove. 
 
120 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Heavenly Guide from paths of error, 
 
 Comforter of minds distressed, — 
 When the billows fill with terror, 
 
 Pointing to an ark of rest ; 
 Promised Pledge ! eternal Spirit ! 
 
 Greater than all gifts below, — 
 May our hearts thy grace inherit ; 
 
 May our lips thy glories show r . 
 
 148 ^ ie blessings of His grace. S. M. 
 
 Blest Comforter divine, 
 
 Let rays of heavenly love, 
 Amid our gloom and darkness, shine. 
 
 And guide our souls above. 
 
 2 Draw with thy still small voice 
 
 From every sinful way, 
 And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
 Though earthly joys decay ! 
 
 3 By thine inspiring breath, 
 
 Make every cloud of care, 
 And e'en the gloomy vale of death, 
 A smile of glory wear. 
 
 4 O fill thou every heart 
 
 With love to all our race ; 
 
 Blest Comforter ! to us impart 
 
 Thine all sufficient grace. 
 
 149 Influence of the Spirit 4s & 7s. 
 
 Gracious Spirit — Love divine ! 
 
 Let thy light within me shine ; 
 All my guilty fears remove ; 
 
 Fill me with thy heavenly love. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 121 
 
 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me ; 
 
 Set the burdened sinner free ; 
 Lead me to the Lamb of God ; 
 Wash me in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Life and peace to me impart ; 
 
 Seal salvation on my heart; 
 Dwell thyself within my breast, 
 Earnest of immortal rest. 
 
 4 Let me never from thee stray ; 
 
 Keep me in thy narrow way ; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine ; 
 Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 
 
 150 Spirit of holiness. C. M. 
 
 Spirit of holiness, look down. 
 
 Our fainting hearts to cheer ; 
 And when we tremble at thy frown, 
 
 O bring thy comforts near. 
 
 2 The fear which thy convictions wrought 
 
 O let thy grace remove ; 
 And may the souls which thou hast taught 
 To weep, now learn to love. 
 
 3 Now let thy saving mercy heal 
 
 The wound it made before ; 
 Now on our hearts impress thy seal, 
 That we may doubt no more. 
 
 4 Complete the work thou hast begun, 
 
 And make our darkness light, 
 That we a glorious race may run, 
 Till faith be lost in sight. 
 
122 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 5 Then as our wondering eyes discern 
 The Lord's unclouded face, 
 In fitter language we shall learn 
 To sing triumphant grace. 
 
 151 The Spirit's quickening power. C. M. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 
 Kindle the flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these earthly toys ; 
 Our souls, how heavily they go, 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on oar tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 A Father, and shall we ever live 
 At this poor dying rate ; 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 And thine to us so great? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 Come shed abroad a Savior's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 123 
 
 152 Sanctifying influence. S. M. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come; 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel the sorrows from our minds 
 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
 2 Convince us all of sin, 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood, 
 And to our wond'ring view reveal 
 The mercies of our God. 
 
 3 Kevive our drooping faith, 
 
 Onr doubts and fears remove, 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 To pour fresh life in ev'ry part 
 And new-create the whole. 
 
 5 O dwell within our hearts ; 
 
 Our minds from bondage free; 
 Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 
 The Father, Son and Three. 
 
 153 Pentecost L.M. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, rnise our songs, 
 To reach the wonders of the day 
 
 When with thy fiery cloven tongues, 
 
 Thou didst those glorious scenes display. 
 
124 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 2 O 'twas a most auspicious hour, 
 
 Season of grace and sweet delight, 
 When thou didst come with mighty power 
 And light of truth divinely bright. 
 
 3 By this the blest Disciples knew 
 
 Their risen Head had entered heaven ; 
 Had now obtained the promise due, 
 Fully by God the Father given. 
 
 4 Lord, we believe to us and ours 
 
 The apostolic promise given ; 
 We wait the Pentecostal powers, 
 
 The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven, 
 
 5 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below, 
 
 Or long for thy return to pine ; 
 
 Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow 
 
 And fix in us the Guest divine. 
 
 6 Assembled here with one accord, 
 
 Calmly we wait the promised grace, 
 The purchase of our dying Lord, — 
 Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 
 
 7 If every one that asks may find, 
 
 If still thou dost on sinners fall, 
 Come as a mighty rushing w T ind, 
 Great grace be now upon us all. 
 
 8 Behold, to thee our souls aspire, 
 
 And languish thy descent to meet : 
 Kindle in each the living fire, 
 And fix in every heart thy seat. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 125 
 
 154 "H is God that worketh in you," S. M. 
 
 Tis God, the Spirit, leads 
 
 In paths before unknown ; 
 The work to be performed is ours, 
 
 The strength is all his own. 
 
 2 Supported by his grace, 
 
 We still pursue our way, 
 And hope at last to reach the prize, 
 Secure in endless day. 
 
 3 'Tis he that works to will, 
 
 'Tis he that works to do ; 
 His is the power by w 7 hich we act, 
 His be the glory too. 
 
 155 Earliest of the Inheritance. C. M. 
 
 Why should the children of a King 
 Go mourning all their days ? 
 
 Great Comforter, descend and bring 
 The tokens of thy grace. 
 
 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
 
 And seal them heirs of heaven? 
 When wilt thou banish my complaints 
 And show my sins forgiven ? 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In my Redeemer's blood, 
 And bear thy witness with my heart 
 That I am born of God. 
 
126 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
 The pledge of joys to come ; 
 May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 
 Safely convey me home. 
 
 156 The Enlightener. L. M. 
 
 Come, blessed Spirit, Source of light, 
 Whose power and grace are unconfin'd ; 
 
 Dispel the gloomy shades of night, 
 The thicker darkness of the mind. 
 
 2 To mine illumined eves display 
 
 The glorious truth thy words reveal ; 
 Cause me to run the heavenly way, 
 Make me delight to do thy will. 
 
 3 Thine inward teachings make me know 
 
 The myst'ries of redeeming love, 
 The vanity of things below, 
 
 And excellence of things above. 
 
 4 While through this dubious maze I stray, 
 
 Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad, 
 To show the dangers of the way, 
 And guide my feeble steps to God. 
 
 157 The Guardian and Guide. L. M. 
 
 Come gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide — 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 127 
 
 2 To us the light of truth display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy way ; 
 Plant holy fear in every heart, 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
 3 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 
 Which we must take to dwell with God ; 
 Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 To be with him for ever blest ; 
 
 Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share — 
 Fullness of joy forever there. 
 
 INVOCATION OF THE TRINITY. 
 
 1 58 Invocation of the Trinity. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou Almighty King, 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise: 
 Father, all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
 Gird on thy mighty sword, 
 
 Our prayer attend ; 
 Come, and thy people bless. 
 And give thy word success ; 
 Spirit of holiness, 
 
 On us descend. 
 
128 INVOCATION OF THE TRINITY. 
 
 3 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy sacred witness bear 
 
 In this glad hour; 
 Thou who Almighty art, 
 Now rule in every heart, 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of power. 
 
 4 To the great One and Three, 
 Eternal praises be 
 
 Hence, evermore. 
 His sov'reign majesty, 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to all eternity 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 159 Sessions. L. M. 
 
 Father of all, whose love profound 
 A ransom for our souls hath found, 
 Before thy throne we sinners bend — 
 To us thy pardoning love extend. 
 
 2 Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, 
 
 Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
 Before thy throne we sinners bend — 
 To us thy saving grace extend. 
 
 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 
 
 The soul is raised from sin and death, 
 Before thy throne we sinners bend — 
 To us thy quickening power extend. 
 
 4 Jehovah — Father, Spirit, Son, 
 Mysterious God-head, Three in One, 
 Before thy throne we sinners bend — 
 Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 
 
129 
 
 VI. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 
 
 160 "Thou hast magnified thy word." L. M. 
 
 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, 
 In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 2 The rolling sun — the changing light, 
 
 And night and day thy power confess ; 
 But the blest volume thou has writ 
 Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 
 
 3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise 
 
 Round all the earth — and never stand ; 
 So when thy truth began its race, 
 
 It touched and glanced on every land. 
 
 4 Nor shall thy spreading Gospel rest, 
 
 Till through the world thy truth has run; 
 Till Christ has all the nations blest 
 That see the light, or feel the sun. 
 
 5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise ! 
 
 , Bless the dark world with heavenly light; 
 Thy Gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure — thy judgment right. 
 
 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
 
 In souls renewed and sins forgiven : 
 Lord, cleanse my sins — my soul renew, 
 And make thy word my guide to heaven. 
 
130 HOLY SCRIPTURES. 
 
 161 Sufficiency of the Scriptures. C. M. 
 
 Great God, with wonder and with praise 
 
 On all thy works I look ; 
 But still thy wisdom, power and grace, 
 
 Shine brightest in thy book. 
 
 2 Here are my choicest treasures hid ; 
 
 Here my best comfort lies ; 
 Here my desires are satisfied ; 
 And here my hopes arise. 
 
 3 Lord, make me understand thy law ; 
 
 Show what my faults have been ; 
 And from thy Gospel let me draw 
 The pardon of my sin. 
 
 162 The Counsels of Redeeming Grace. C. M. 
 
 The counsels of redeeming grace 
 
 The sacred leaves unfold. 
 And here the Savior's lovely face 
 
 Our raptured eyes behold. 
 
 2 Here light, descending from above, 
 
 Directs our doubtful feet ; 
 Here promises of heavenly love 
 Our ardent wishes meet. 
 
 3 Our numerous griefs are here red rest, 
 
 And all our wants supplied ; 
 Naught we can ask to make us blest 
 Is in this book denied. 
 
HOLY SCRIPTURES. 131 
 
 4 For these inestimable gains, 
 That so enrich the mind, 
 O may we search with eager pains, 
 Assured that we shall find. 
 
 163 Safety in keeping God's precepts. S. M. 
 
 How perfect is thy word, 
 
 Thy judgments all are just ; 
 And ever in thy promise, Lord, 
 
 May man securely trust. 
 
 2 I hear thy word in love, 
 
 In faith thy word obey ; 
 O send thy Spirit from above, 
 To teach me, Lord, thy way. 
 
 3 Thy counsels all are plain, 
 
 Thy precepts all are pure ; 
 And long as heaven and earth remain, 
 Thy truth shall still endure. 
 
 4 O may my soul, with joy, 
 
 Trust in thy faithful word ; 
 Be it through life my glad employ, 
 To keep thy precepts, Lord. 
 
 1 64 The Word a sword. S. M. 
 
 Thy word, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Where'er it enters in, 
 Is sharper than a two-edged sword 
 
 To slay the man of sin. 
 
132 HOLY SCRIPTURES. 
 
 2 Thy word is power and life, 
 
 It bids confusion cease, 
 And changes envy, hatred, strife, 
 To love, and joy, and peace. 
 
 3 Then let our hearts obey 
 
 The Gospel's glorious sound, 
 And all its fruits from day to day, 
 Be in us and abound. 
 
 165 The Bible precious. C. M. 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration given ; 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 
 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 Life, light and joy it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 3 This lamp through all the tedious night 
 
 Of life shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 166 Glory °f M ie Scriptures. C, M. 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endless glory shines ; 
 Forever be thy name adored 
 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
HOLY SCRIPTURES. 133 
 
 2 Here may the wretched sons of waut 
 
 Exhaustless riches find, 
 Riches above what earth can grant, 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 
 And yields a free repast ; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around, 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 5 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight, 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Savior there. 
 
 167 Glory of the Scriptures. C. M. 
 
 The Spirit breathes upon the word, 
 And brings the truth to sight; 
 
 Precepts and promises afford 
 A sanctifying light. 
 
 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
 Majestic like the sun ; 
 It gives a light to every age, 
 It gives — but borrows none. 
 
134 HOLY SCRIPTURES. 
 
 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of him I love, 
 Till glory breaks upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 168 -4. choice Heritage. L. M. 
 
 God, in the Gospel of his Son, 
 Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Here sinners of an humble frame 
 
 May taste his grace and learn his name ; 
 'Tis shown in characters of blood, 
 Severely just, immensely good. 
 
 3 Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, 
 His soul-attracting charms displays ; 
 Recounts his poverty and pains, 
 And tells his love in melting strains. 
 
 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 
 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts; 
 Its influence makes the sinner live, 
 It bids the drooping saint revive. 
 
 5 Our raging passions it controls, 
 And comfort yields to contrite souls ; 
 It brings a better world in view, 
 
 And guides us all our journey through. 
 
HOLY SCRIPTURES. 135 
 
 6 May this blest volume ever lie 
 
 Close to my heart and near mine eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
 169 Value of the Scriptures, C. M. 
 
 Laden with guilt, and full of fears, 
 
 I fly to thee, my Lord ; 
 And not a gleam of hope appears, 
 
 But in thy written word. 
 
 2 The volume of my Father's grace 
 
 Does all my grief assuage ; 
 Here I behold my Savior's face 
 In almost every page. 
 
 3 This is the field where hidden lies 
 
 The pearl of price unknown ; 
 That merchant is divinely wise 
 Who makes this pearl his own. 
 
 4 Here consecrated water flows, 
 
 To quench my thirst of sin ; 
 'Tis here the tree of knowledge grows, 
 No danger dwells therein. 
 
 5 This is the judge that ends the strife 
 
 Where wit and reason fail, 
 My guide to everlasting life 
 Through all this gloomy vale. 
 
 6 O, may thy counsels, might) God, 
 
 My roving feet command, 
 Nor I forsake the happy road 
 Which leads to thy right hand. 
 
136 HOLY SCRIPTURES. 
 
 170 C. M. 
 
 Perfection of the Law and Testimony. 
 
 Thy law is perfect, Lord of light ; 
 
 Thy testimonies sure ; 
 The statutes of thy realm are right, 
 
 And thy commandment pure. 
 
 2 Let these, O God, my soul convert, 
 
 And make thy servant wise ; 
 Let these be gladness to my ears, — 
 The day-spring to mine eyes. 
 
 3 By these may I be warn'd betimes ; 
 
 Who knows the guile within ? 
 Lord, save me from presumptious crimes; 
 Cleanse me from secret sin. 
 
 4 So may the words my lips express, 
 
 The thoughts that throng my mind, 
 O Lord, my strength and righteousness, 
 With thee acceptance find. 
 
 171 Praise to God for the Bible. L. M. 
 
 Let everlasting glories crown 
 
 Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord ; 
 
 Thy hands have brought salvation down, 
 And writ the blessing in thy word. 
 
 2 In vain our trembling conscience seeks 
 Some solid ground to rest upon ; 
 With long despair our spirit breaks, 
 Till we apply to thee alone. 
 
HOLY SCRIPTURES. 1 3 
 
 3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 
 
 How wise and holy thy commands ! 
 Thy promises how firm they be ! 
 
 How firm our hope and comfort stands ! 
 
 4 Should all the forms that men devise 
 
 Assault my faith with treach'rous art, 
 I'd call them vanity and lies, 
 
 And bind thy Gospel to my heart. 
 
 172 Thy Word is Good. L. M. 
 
 how I love thy holy word, 
 Thy gracious covenant, O Lord ! 
 It guides me in the peaceful way, 
 
 1 think upon it all the day. 
 
 2 What are the mines of shining wealth, 
 The strength of youth, the bloom of health? 
 What are all joys compared with those 
 Thine everlasting word bestows. 
 
 3 Long unafflicted, undismayed, 
 
 In pleasure's path secure I strayed : 
 Thou mad'st me feel thy chastening rod, 
 And straight I turned unto my God. 
 
 4 What though it pierced my fainting heart? 
 I bless thy hand that caused the smart ; 
 
 It taught my tears awhile to flow, 
 But saved me from eternal woe. 
 
 5 Oh! hadst thou left me unchastised, 
 Thy precepts I had still despised : 
 And still the snare, in secret laid, 
 Had my unwary feet betrayed. 
 
138 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 6 I love thee, therefore, O my God, 
 And breathe towards thy dear abode, 
 Where, in thy presence, fully blest, 
 Thy chosen saints for ever rest. 
 
 VII. INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 THE SABBATH. 
 
 173 "A day in thy courts" &c. S. M. 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest 
 
 That saw the Lord arise, 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 
 Which Jesus dwells within, 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 
 la such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
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 174 Sabbath Morning. L. M. 
 
 My opening eyes with rapture see 
 The dawn of thy returning day ; 
 
 My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, 
 While thus my early vows I pay. 
 
 2 I yield my heart to thee alone, 
 
 Nor would receive another guest; 
 Eternal King! erect thy throne, 
 
 And reign sole monarch in my breast. 
 
 3 bid this trifling world retire, 
 
 And drive each carnal thought away ; 
 Nor let me feel one vain desire, 
 
 One sinful thought through all the day. 
 
 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, 
 
 My soul shall rise on joyful wing, 
 The wonders of thy love declare, 
 
 And join the strains which angels sing. 
 
 175 Public Worship on the Sabbath. C. M. 
 
 With joy we hail the sacred day, 
 Which God has called his own ; 
 
 With joy the summons we obey 
 To worship at his throne. 
 
 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord ! how fair ! 
 Where willing vot'ries throng, 
 To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 
 And pour the choral song. 
 
140 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 Spirit of grace! O deign to dwell 
 
 Within thy church below ; 
 Make her in holiness excel — 
 With pure devotion glow. 
 
 4 Let peace within her walls be found ; 
 
 Let all her sons unite 
 To spread, with grateful zeal, around, 
 Her clear and shining light. 
 
 176 I n the Sanctuary. L. M. 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world be gone, 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see ; 
 I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 
 
 2 O warm my heart with holy fire, 
 And kindle here a pure desire; 
 Come, sacred Spirit, from above, 
 And fill my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 3 Blest Savior, what delicious fare ! 
 How sweet thine entertainments are ! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 Redeeming grace and dying love. 
 
 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! 
 In thee thy Father's glories shine ; 
 Thy glorious name shall be adored, 
 And every tongue confess thee Lord. 
 
 (77 The Day improved. C. M. 
 
 This day the Lord hath call'd his own ; 
 
 Let us his praise declare, 
 Fix our desires on him alone, 
 
 And seek his face with prayer. 
 
THE SABBATH. 141 
 
 2 Lord, in thy love we would rejoice, 
 
 Which sets the sinner free, 
 And, with united heart and voice, 
 Devote these hours to thee. 
 
 3 Now let the world's delusive things 
 
 No more our thoughts employ, 
 But faith be taught to stretch her wings 
 Toward heaven's unfailing joy. 
 
 4 let these earthly Sabbaths, Lord, 
 
 Be to our welfare blest, 
 The purest comfort here afford, 
 And fit us for our rest. 
 
 178 Waiting on God. 6 7s. 
 
 Safely through another week 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 
 Let us now a blessing seek, 
 Waiting in his courts to-day : 
 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 2 While we seek supplies of grace 
 
 Through the dead Redeemer's name, 
 Show thy reconciling face, 
 
 Take away our sin and shame ; 
 From our worldly cares set free, 
 May we rest this day in thee. 
 
 3 Here we come thy name to praise, 
 
 Let us feel thy presence near ; 
 May thy glory meet our eyes, 
 
 While we in thy house appear; 
 Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
 Of our everlasting feast 
 
142 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 4 May the Gospel's joyful sound 
 
 Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 
 
 Make the fruits of grace abound, 
 Bring relief from all complaints : 
 
 Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, 
 
 Till we join the church above. 
 
 179 "In the Spirits C. M. 
 
 May I, throughout this day of thine, 
 
 Be in thy spirit, Lord, 
 Spirit of humble fear divine, 
 
 That trembles at thy word. 
 
 2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 
 And fix on things above ; 
 Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 
 Of holiness and love. 
 
 180 Sabbath Devotion. C. M. 
 
 Frequent the day of God returns 
 To shed its quick'ning beams ; 
 
 And yet how slow devotion burns, 
 How languid are its flames ! 
 
 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, 
 
 Our frailties, Lord, forgive; 
 We would be like thy saints above. 
 And praise thee while we live. 
 
 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, 
 
 And fit us to ascend 
 Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 
 And Sabbath ne'er shall end. 
 
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 4 There we shall breathe in heavenly air, 
 With heavenly lustre shine ; 
 Before the throne of God appear, 
 And feast in love divine. 
 
 181 Hohj Enjoyment anticipated. L. M. 
 
 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun ; 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day that God hath blest. 
 
 2 O may our thoughts and thanks arise, 
 As grateful incense, to the skies, 
 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
 Which- none but he that feels it knows ! 
 
 3 A heavenly calm pervades the breast, 
 The earnest of that glorious rest, 
 Which for the church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 With joy, great God, thy works we view, 
 In various scenes, both old and new ; 
 With praise we think on mercies past, 
 With hope we future pleasures taste. 
 
 5 In holy duties let the day 
 In holy pleasures pass away, 
 
 How sweet the Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end. 
 
 182 "The Lord's Day." CM. 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made — 
 
 He calls the hours his own ; 
 Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
144 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead, 
 
 And Satan's empire fell ; 
 To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 
 
 To David's holy Son ; 
 Help us, O Lord — descend, and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace, 
 Who comes, in God his Father's name, 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 
 
 The church on earth can raise, 
 The highest heavens, in which he reigns, 
 Shall give him nobler praise. 
 
 183 The Heavenly Sabbath. L. M. 
 
 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows 
 On this thy day, in this thy house, 
 And own, as grateful sacrifice, 
 The songs which from thy servants rise. 
 
 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
 But there's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that our laboring souls aspire, 
 With ardent pangs of strong desire. 
 
 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 Nor sin, nor hell shall reach the place; 
 No sighs shall mingle with the songs 
 Which w T arble from immortal tongues. 
 
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 4 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
 No cares to break the long repose; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
 5 long-expected day, begin ; 
 
 Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; 
 Fain would we leave this weary road, 
 And sleep in death, to rest with God. 
 
 134 The Sabbath a Delight L. M. 
 
 Sw t eet is the work, my God, my King, 
 To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, 
 To show thy love by morning light, 
 And talk of all thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 
 No mortal cares disturb my breast ; 
 O may my heart in tune be found. 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound. 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, 
 And bless his works and bless his word: 
 Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
 How deep thy counsels, how divine ! 
 
 4 Some never raise their thoughts so high ; 
 Like brutes they live, like brutes thy die ; 
 Like grass they nourish, till thy breath 
 Dooms them to everlasting death. 
 
 5 But I shall share a glorious part, 
 When grace has well refined my heart, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed 
 Like holy oil to cheer my head. 
 
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146 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
 All I desired and wished below, 
 And every power find sweet employ- 
 In that- eternal world of joy. 
 
 185 "Let all the people praise thee." L. M. 
 
 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see 
 
 A whole assembly worship thee ! 
 
 At once they sing, at once they pray ; 
 
 They hear of heaven and learn the way. 
 
 2 I have been there, and still would go, 
 'Tis like the dawn of heaven below ; 
 Not all that careless sinners say 
 Shall tempt me to forget this day. 
 
 3 O write upon my memory, Lord, 
 The truths and precepts of thy word, 
 That I may break thy laws no more, 
 Bat love thee better than before. 
 
 4 With thoughts of Christ and things divine, 
 Fill up this foolish heart of mine, 
 
 That finding pardon through his blood, 
 I may lie down and wake with God. 
 
 186 The Hour of Prayer. L. M. 
 
 Blest hour, when mortal man retires 
 To hold communion with his God ; 
 
 To send to heaven his warm desires, 
 And listen to the sacred word. 
 
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 2 Blest hour, when earthly cares resign 
 
 Their empire o'er his anxious breast, 
 While, all around, the calm divine 
 Proclaims the holy day of rest. 
 
 3 Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh, 
 
 Well pleased his people's voice to hear, 
 To hush the penitential sigh, 
 
 And wipe away the mourner's tear. 
 
 4 Blest hour ! for where the Lord resorts, 
 
 Foretastes of future bliss are given, 
 And mortals find his earthly courts 
 The house of God, the gate of heaven. 
 
 187 The Sabbath of the soul C. M. 
 
 O Father, though the anxious fear 
 
 May cloud to-morrow's way, 
 Ner fear, nor doubt shali enter here, 
 
 All shall be thine to-day. 
 
 2 We will not bring divided hearts 
 
 To worship at thy shrine ; 
 But each unholy thought departs, 
 And leaves the temple thine. 
 
 3 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, 
 
 Of earth and folly born ; 
 Ye shall not dim the light that streams 
 From this celestial morn. 
 
 4 To-morrow will be time enough 
 
 To feel your harsh control ; 
 Ye shall not violate this day, 
 The Sabbath of my soul. 
 
148 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 5 Sleep, sleep for ever, guilty thoughts ; 
 Let fires of vengeance die ; 
 And purged from sin, may I behold 
 A God of purity. 
 
 188 The weekly Jubilee. 8 & 7s. 
 
 Hallelujah! Lord, our voices 
 Kise in choral strains to thee : 
 
 Son of man, thy church rejoices 
 In her weekly jubilee. 
 
 2 Hallelujah ! mercy beaming, 
 
 Lights the path that leads to God : 
 Herald lips divinely teeming, 
 
 Publish blessings bought with blood. 
 
 3 Hallelujah ! praise ascending, 
 
 Shall our faith-wing' d breathing stay? 
 Lord, Tbefore thine altar bending, 
 Let the heathen hail the day! 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! Savior, hear us ! 
 
 Downward send thy quickening Dove; 
 May his silver pinions bear us 
 To the realms of rest and love. 
 
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 THE CF1URCH. 
 
 189 Glorious tilings spoken of Zion. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God; 
 He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 
 
 Chose thee for his own abode. 
 
 2 Lord, thy church is still thy dwelling, 
 
 Still is precious in thy sight — 
 Judah's temple far excelling, 
 
 Beaming with the Gospel's light. 
 
 3 On the Rock of ages founded, 
 
 What can shake her sure repose? 
 With salvation's wall surrounded, 
 She can smile at all her foes. 
 
 4 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God; 
 He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 
 Chose thee for his own abode. 
 
 190 Love for the Church. S. M. 
 
 I loye thy kingdom, Lord, 
 
 The house of thine abode, 
 The church our blest Redeemer bought 
 
 With his own precious blood. 
 
 2 I love thy church, O God ! 
 
 Her walls before thee stand, 
 Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
 And graven on thy hand. 
 
150 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 If e'er to bless her sons 
 
 My voice or hands deny, 
 These hands let useful skill forsake, 
 This voice in silence die. 
 
 4 If e'er my heart forget 
 
 Her welfare or her woe, 
 Let every joy this heart forsake, 
 And every grief o'erflow. 
 
 5 For her my tears shall fall, 
 
 For her my prayers ascend ; 
 To her my cares and toils he given, 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 6 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways, 
 Her sweet comnmriion solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 7 Jesus, thou Friend divine, 
 
 Our Savior and our King, 
 Thy hand from every snare and foe 
 Shall great deliverence bring. 
 
 8 Sure as thy truth shall last, 
 
 To Zion shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield, 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
 191 God the Refuge of His People. 8. 8. 6. 8 8. 6. 
 
 Thou little flock, be not afraid, 
 Though foes against thee stand arrayed 
 
 And ready to destroy ; 
 Although thy ruin they prepare, 
 And fill thee oft with anxious care, 
 
 They shall not long annoy. 
 
THE CHURCH. 151 
 
 2 Thy cause is God's ; this comfort thee ; 
 And his not thine, the vengeance be; 
 
 Let him perform his will ; 
 The needful help thou shalt obtain, 
 Thee, in distress, he will sustain ; 
 
 His word, through Christ, fulfill. 
 
 3 As God is God, and true his word, 
 Fierce Satan and his hellish herd, 
 
 The world and all their powers, 
 Shall reap but shame beneath his rod ; 
 God is with us, and we with God ; 
 
 The vict'ry must be ours. 
 
 192 Prayer for Zion. L. M. 
 
 Forsake us not — Oh Lord ! be near, 
 Thy Church, when low'ring clouds appear ; 
 That heav'nly light, thy word divine, 
 Continue in our midst to shine. 
 
 2 While sin and death around to see, 
 Oh ! grant that we may constant be, 
 And pure retain, till life is spent, 
 Thy precious word and sacrament. 
 
 3 Dear Savior! help — thy Church uphold; 
 For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold — 
 Indue thy word with pow'r and grace, 
 And spread its truth in ev'ry place. 
 
 4 Yes — leave us but thy word, we pray ; 
 The fatal wiles of Satan stay — 
 
 Oh ! smile upon thy Church — give grace, 
 And courage, patience, love and peace. 
 
152 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 193 Prayer for the Church's extension. P.M. 
 
 On thy Church, O Power divine, 
 Cause thy glorious face to shine, 
 Till the nations from afar, 
 Hail her as their guiding star, 
 
 2 Then shall God, with lavish hand, 
 Scatter blessings o'er the land : 
 And the world's remotest bound 
 With the voice of praise resound. 
 
 194 The Church a home. S. M. 
 
 Like Noah's weary dove, 
 
 That soared the earth around, 
 
 But not a resting place above 
 The cheerless waters found : 
 
 2 O cease, my w r ondering soul, 
 
 On restless wing to roam ! 
 All the w T ide world to either pole, 
 Has not for thee a home. 
 
 3 Behold the Ark of God, 
 
 Behold the open door ; 
 Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
 And rove, my soul, no more. 
 
 4 There safe thou shalt abide ; 
 
 There sweet shall be thy rest, 
 And every longing satisfied, 
 With full salvation blest. 
 
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 And when the waves of ire 
 
 Again the earth shall fill, 
 The ark shall ride the sea of fire, 
 
 Then rest on Zion's hill. 
 
 195 God is in the midst of her. S. M. 
 
 Great is the Lord our God, 
 
 And let his praise be great ; 
 He makes the churches his abode. 
 
 His most delightful seat. 
 
 2 In Zion God is known, 
 
 A refuge in distress ; 
 How bright has his salvation shone ! 
 How fair his heavenly grace ! 
 
 3 When kings against her joined, 
 
 And saw the Lord was there, 
 In wild confusion of the mind, 
 They fled with hasty fear. 
 
 4 Oft have our fathers told, 
 
 Our eyes have often seen, 
 How well our God has kept the fold 
 Where his own flock has been. 
 
 5 In every new distress 
 
 We'll to his house repair ; 
 Recall to mind his wondrous grace. 
 And seek deliverance there. 
 
154 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 196 " Walk about Jerusalem:' S. M. 
 
 Far as thy name is known, 
 The world declares thy praise ; 
 
 Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne 
 Their songs of honor raise. 
 
 2 With joy the people stand 
 
 On Zion's chosen hill, 
 Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
 And counsels of thy will. 
 
 3 Let strangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Compass and view thy holy ground, 
 And mark the building well, — 
 
 4 The order of thy house, 
 
 The worship of thy court, 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, 
 And make a fair report. 
 
 5 How decent and how w T ise, 
 
 How glorious to behold 
 Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
 And rites adorned with gold. 
 
 6 The God we worship now 
 
 Will guide us till we die 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the sky. 
 
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 197 "Salvation will God appoint" &e. S. M. 
 
 How honored is the place 
 
 Where we adoring stand — 
 Zion, the glory of the earth, 
 
 And beauty of the land. 
 
 2 Bulwarks of grace defend 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 While walls, of strong salvation made, 
 Defy th' assaults of hell. 
 
 3 Lift up th' eternal gates, 
 
 The doors wide open fling 
 Enter ye nations that obey 
 The statutes of your King. 
 
 4 Here taste unmingled joys, 
 
 And live in perfect peace, 
 You that have known Jehovah's name, 
 And ventured on his grace. 
 
 5 Trust in the Lord, ye saints, 
 
 And banish all your fears; 
 Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
 Eternal as his years. 
 
 198 "I was glad when they said " &e. CM. 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear 
 
 My friends devoutly say, 
 "In Zion let us all appear, 
 
 And keep the solemn day ! " 
 
156 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 I love her gates — I love the road ; 
 
 The church, adorned with grace, 
 Stands like a palace built for God, 
 To show his milder face. 
 
 3 Up to her courts, with joy unknown, 
 
 The holy tribes repair : 
 The Son of David holds his throne, 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints, 
 
 And while his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints, 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 5 Peace be within this sacred place, 
 
 And joy a constant guest; 
 With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
 Be her attendants blest. 
 
 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
 
 While life or breath remains ; 
 Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
 Here God my Savior reigns. 
 
 199 Zion's enemies confounded. P. M. 
 
 Zion stands with hills surrounded, 
 
 Zion, kept by power divine : 
 All her foes shall be confounded, 
 
 Though the world in arms combine ; 
 Happy Zion, — 
 
 What a favor'd lot is thine ; 
 
THE CHURCH. 157 
 
 2 Every human tie may perish ; 
 
 Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 
 Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 
 Heaven and earth at last remove ; 
 
 But no changes 
 Can attend Jehovah's love. 
 
 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 
 
 Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 
 But can never cease to love thee ; 
 Thou art precious in his sight : 
 
 God is with thee, — 
 God, thine everlasting light. 
 
 200 Witnesses for Jesus. L. M. 
 
 O might my lot be cast with these, 
 The least of Jesus' witnesses ; 
 O that my Lord would count me meet 
 To wash his dear disciples' feet ! 
 
 2 This only thing do I require : 
 
 Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire, 
 Freely what I receive to give, — 
 The servant of thy Church to live : — 
 
 3 After my lowly Lord to go, 
 And wait upon thy saints below ; 
 Enjoy the grace to angels given, 
 And serve the royal heirs to heaven. 
 
 4 Lord, if I now the drawings feel, 
 And ask according to thy will, 
 Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, 
 And speak the answer to my heart. 
 
158 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 5 Tell me, or thou shalt never go, — 
 Thy prayer is heard; it shall be so; 
 The word hath passed thy lips, and I 
 Shall with thy people live and die. 
 
 201 Security and safety. P. M. 
 
 See the Gospel Church secure, 
 
 And founded on a rock ; 
 All her promises are sure ; 
 
 Her bulwarks who can shock ? 
 Count her every precious shrine ; 
 
 Tell, to after-ages tell, — 
 Fortified by power divine, 
 
 The Church can never fail. 
 
 2 Zion's God is all our own, 
 
 Who on his love rely ; 
 We his pard'ning love have known, — 
 
 And live to Christ, and die; 
 To the new Jerusalem 
 
 He our faithful Guide shall be; 
 Him we claim, and rest in him, 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 202 "How amiable are thy Tabernacles.'" L. M. 
 
 How pleasant — how divinely fair, 
 O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ; 
 With long desire my spirit faints 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 
 
 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, 
 My panting heart cries out for God ; 
 My God, my King, why should I be 
 So far irom all my joys and thee ? 
 
THE CHURCH. 159 
 
 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, 
 Around thy throne of majesty; 
 Thy brightest glories shine above, 
 And all their work is praise and love. 
 
 4 Blest are the souls who find a place 
 Within the temple of thy grace ; 
 Here they behold thy gentler rays, 
 And seek thy face and learn thy praise. 
 
 5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
 To find the way to Zion's gate ; 
 
 God is their strength, and through the road 
 They lean upon their helper, God. 
 
 6 Cheerful they walk, with growing strength, 
 Till all shall meet in heaven at length, 
 Till all before thy face appears, 
 
 And join in nobler worship there. 
 
 203 The Mercy Seat S. M. 
 
 How charming is the place 
 
 Where my Redeemer God 
 Unveils the glories of his face, 
 
 And sheds his love abroad. 
 
 2 Not the fair palaces, 
 
 To which the great resort, 
 Are once to be compared with this, 
 Where Jesus holds his court. 
 
 3 Here, on the mercy seat, 
 
 With radiant glory crowned, 
 Our joyful eyes behold thee sit, 
 And smile on all around. 
 
160 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 4 To thee our prayers and cries 
 
 Each humble soul presents ; 
 Oh ! listen to our broken sighs, 
 And grant us all our wants. 
 
 5 Give us, O Lord, a place 
 
 Within thy blest abode, 
 Among the children of thy grace, 
 The servants of our God. 
 
 204 The Lord a Sun and a Shield, L. M. 
 
 Great God, attend while Zion sings 
 The joy that from thy presence springs; 
 To spend one day with thee on earth, 
 Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 
 
 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
 Within thy house, O God of grace, 
 Nor tents of ease, nor thrones of power 
 Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 
 
 3 God is our sun, he makes our day; 
 God is our shield, he guards our w r ay 
 From all th' assaults of hell and sin, 
 From foes without, and foes within. 
 
 4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
 And crown that grace with glory too ; 
 He gives us all things, and withholds 
 No real good from upright souls. 
 
 5 O God, our King, whose sov'reign sway 
 The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
 And devils at thy presence flee; 
 
 Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 
 
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 205 -P^ on thy beautiful garments, L. M. 
 
 Awake, Jerusalem, awake! 
 
 No longer in thy sins lie down, 
 The garment of salvation take ; 
 
 Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 
 
 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, 
 
 And hides the promise from thine eyes ; 
 Arise and struggle into light ; 
 
 The great Deliverer calls, — Arise ! 
 
 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair ; 
 
 Zion, assert thy liberty ; 
 Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
 And God shall set the captive free. 
 
 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, 
 
 Be purged from every sinful stain ; 
 Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 
 Nor bear his hallowed name in vain. 
 
 206 G°d resorted to in trouble. C. M. 
 
 The Lord of glory is my light, 
 
 And my salvation too ; 
 God is my strength, nor will I fear 
 
 What all my foes can do. 
 
 2 One blessing, Lord, my heart desires ; 
 O, grant me mine abode 
 Among the churches of thy saints, 
 
 The temples of my God. 
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162 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 There shall I offer my requests, 
 
 And see thy glory still ; 
 Shall hear thy messages of love, 
 And learn thy holy will. 
 
 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 
 
 There may thy children hide; 
 God has a strong pavilion, where 
 He makes my soul abide. 
 
 5 Now shall my head be lifted high 
 
 Above my foes around, 
 And songs of joy and victory 
 Within thy temple sound. 
 
 207 Joining the Church. 7s. 
 
 People of the living God, 
 
 I have sought the world around, 
 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort no where found. 
 
 2 Now to you my spirit turns, 
 Turns a fugitive unblest; 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 O receive me into rest. 
 
 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; 
 Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 
 Where you die shall be my grave. 
 
THE CHURCH. 163 
 
 4 Mine the God whom you adore, 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
 Earth can fill my soul no more, 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
 5 Tell me not of gain or loss, 
 
 Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power; 
 Welcome, poverty and cross, 
 
 Shame, reproach, affliction's hour. 
 
 6 "Follow me !" — I know thy voice, 
 
 Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see ; 
 
 Now I take thy yoke by choice, 
 
 Light thy burden now to me. 
 
 208 Welcome. L. M. 
 
 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, 
 Enter in Jesus' precious name ; 
 
 We welcome thee with one accord, 
 And trust the Savior does the same. 
 
 2 Those joys which earth cannot afford, 
 
 We'll seek in fellowship to prove, 
 Joined in one spirit to our Lord, 
 Together bound by mutual love. 
 
 3 And while we pass this vale of tears, 
 
 We'll make our joys and sorrows known, 
 We'll share each other's hopes and fears, 
 And count a brother's cares our own. 
 
 4 Once more our welcome we repeat, 
 
 Receive assurance of our love: 
 O may we all together meet 
 
 Around the throne of God above. 
 
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 209 "Sow beautiful upon the mountains" S. M. 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 
 
 Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues 
 
 And words of peace reveal ! 
 
 2 How charming is their voice ! 
 
 How sweet their tidings are ! 
 "Zion, behold thy Savior, King, 
 He reigns and triumphs here." 
 
 3 How happy are our ears 
 
 That hear this joyful sound, 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 And sought, but never found ! 
 
 4 How blessed are our eyes 
 
 That see this heavenly light ! 
 Prophets and kings desired it long, 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voices, 
 
 And tuneful notes employ ; 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad ! 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Savior and their God. 
 
THE MINISTRY. 165 
 
 210 u Comfort ye my people. L. M. 
 
 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 
 Comfort the people of ' your Lord ; 
 
 lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the Gospel word. 
 
 2 Go, into every nation go, 
 
 Speak to their trembling hearts and cry, 
 Glad tidings unto all we show ; 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 3 Hark, in the wilderness a cry, 
 
 A voice that loudly calls, Prepare, 
 Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
 And means to make his entrance there, 
 
 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come, 
 
 Sinners, repent, the call obey ; 
 Open your hearts to. make him room, 
 Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 
 
 5 The Lord shall clear his way through all, 
 
 Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in vain ; 
 The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, 
 Crooked be straight, and rugged plain. 
 
 6 The glory of the Lord displayed, 
 
 Shall all mankind together view ; 
 And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
 His own almighty hand shall do. 
 
166 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 211 The Great Commission. L. M. 
 
 Go preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, 
 Bid my whole world my grace receive ; 
 
 He shall be saved that trusts my word, 
 He shall be damned that won't believe. 
 
 2 I'll make your great commission known, 
 
 And ye shall prove my Gospel true, 
 By all the works that I have done, 
 By all the wonders ye shall do. 
 
 3 Teach all the nations my commands, 
 
 . I'm with you till the world shall end ; 
 All power is trusted in my hands, 
 I can destroy, and I defend. 
 
 212 u Quit yourselves like men " S. M. 
 
 Hark, how the watchmen cry, 
 
 Attend the trumpet's sound : 
 Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh, 
 
 The powers of hell surround : 
 Who bow to Christ's command, 
 
 Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
 The day of battle is at hand, 
 
 Go forth to glorious war. 
 
 2 See on the mountain top 
 
 The standard of your God ; 
 In Jesus' name I lift it up, 
 
 All stained with hallowed blood : 
 His standard-bearer, I 
 
 To all the nations call ; 
 Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; 
 
 He bore the cross for all. 
 
THE MINISTRY. 167 
 
 3 Go up with Christ, your Head, 
 
 Your Captain's footsteps see ; 
 Follow your Captain, and be led 
 
 To certain victory : 
 All power to him is given, 
 
 He ever reigns the same; 
 Salvation, happiness, and heaven 
 
 Are all in Jesus' name. 
 
 213 Holy Courage. L. M. 
 
 Shall I, for fear of feeble man, 
 The Spirit's course in me restrain? 
 Or, undismayed in deed and word, 
 Be a true witness for my Lord? 
 
 2 Awed by a mortal frown, shall I 
 Conceal the word of God most high ? 
 How then before thee shall I dare 
 To stand, or how thine anger bear ? 
 
 3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, 
 Soften thy truths, and smooth my tongue, 
 To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 
 
 The cross, endured, my Lord, by thee ? 
 
 4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
 Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? 
 A man, an heir of death, a slave 
 
 To sin, a bubble on the wave ! 
 
 5 Yea, let men rage, since thou wilt spread 
 Thy shadowing wings around my head, 
 Since in all pain thy tender love 
 
 Will still my sure refreshment prove. 
 
168 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 214 Adult Baptism, L. M. 
 
 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Honor the means ordained by thee ; 
 
 Make good our apostolic boast, 
 And own thy glorious ministry. 
 
 2 We now thy promised presence claim, 
 
 Sent to disciple all mankind ; 
 Sent to baptize into thy name, 
 
 We now thy promised presence find. 
 
 3 Father, in these reveal thy Son, 
 
 In these, for whom we seek thy face ; 
 The hidden mystery make known, 
 The inw 7 ard, pure, baptizing grace. 
 
 4 Jesus, with us thou always art, 
 
 Effectuate now the sacred sign, 
 The gift unspeakable impart, 
 And bless the ordinance divine. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit, descend from high, 
 
 Baptizer of our spirits thou ! 
 The sacrn mental seal apply, 
 
 And witness with the water now. 
 
 6 O that the souls baptized herein 
 
 May now thy truth and mercy feel, 
 May rise, and wash away their sin ! 
 Come, Holy Ghost their pardon seal. 
 
BAPTISM. 169 
 
 215 Holy dedication to God. 7s. 
 
 Father, now thy Spirit give, 
 
 Now in us reveal thy Son, 
 Quicken us in Him to live ; 
 
 Lord in us thy will be done. 
 
 2 Through the hallowed outward sign 
 
 Give the cleansing grace within, 
 Seal and make us wholly thine : 
 Wash, and keep us pure from sin. 
 
 3 Called to bear the Christian name, 
 
 May our vows and life accord; 
 And our ev'ry deed proclaim 
 "Holiness unto the Lord !" 
 
 216 P. M. 
 
 Baptism : In the name of the Father, Son, and 
 Holy Ghost. 
 
 Baptized into thy name, 
 
 Mysterious One in Three, 
 Our souls and bodies claim 
 
 A sacrifice to thee : 
 And let us live our faith to prove, 
 The faith which works by humble Jove. 
 
 2 O that our light may shine, 
 And all our lives express 
 The character divine, 
 The real holiness ; 
 And then receive us up to adore 
 The triune God for evermore. 
 
170 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 217 The covenant ivith Abraham. C. M. 
 
 How large the promise, how divine, 
 To Abrah'm and his seed, — 
 
 I am a God to thee and thine, 
 Supplying all their need. 
 
 2 The words of his unbounded love 
 
 From age to age endure ; 
 The angel of the Cov'nant proves* 
 And seals the blessing sure. 
 
 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 
 
 To our great father given ; 
 He takes our children to his arms, 
 And calls them heirs of heaven. 
 
 4 O God, how faithful are thy ways ! 
 
 Thy love endures the same ; 
 Nor from the promise of thy grace 
 Blots out our children's name. 
 
 218 The opened Fountain. S. M. 
 
 Call'd from above, I rise, 
 
 And wash away my sin ; 
 The stream to which my spirit flies, 
 
 Can make the foulest clean. 
 
 2 It runs divinely clear, 
 
 A fountain deep and wide ; 
 'Twas open'd by the soldier's spear, 
 In my Redeemer's side. 
 
BAPTISM. 171 
 
 219 Infant Baptism. S. M. 
 
 Great God, now condescend 
 
 To bless our rising race ; 
 Soon may their willing spirits bend 
 
 To thy victorious grace. 
 
 2 what a pure delight 
 
 Their happiness to see ! 
 Our warmest wishes all unite 
 To lead their souls to thee. 
 
 3 Now bless, thou God of love, 
 
 This holy rite divine ; 
 Send thy good Spirit from above, 
 And make our children thine. 
 
 220 "Suffer little Children to come. 9 ' C. M. 
 
 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 
 
 With all-engaging charms: 
 Hark how he calls the tender lambs, 
 
 And folds them in his arms. 
 
 2 "Permit them to approach," he cries, 
 
 "Nor scorn their humble name ; 
 For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
 The Lord of angels came." 
 
 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 
 
 And yield them up to thee ; 
 Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
 Thine let our offspring be. 
 
172 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 221 Infant Baptism. L. M. 
 
 O Lord ! encouraged by thy grace, 
 We bring our infant to thy throne ; 
 
 Give it within thy heart a place, 
 Let it be thine and thine alone. 
 
 2 Wash it from every stain of guilt, 
 
 And let this child be sanctified ; 
 Lord ! thou canst cleanse it, if thou wilt, 
 And all its native evils hide. 
 
 3 We ask not for it earthly bliss, 
 
 Or earthly honors, wealth or fame : 
 The sum of our request is this — 
 
 That it may love and fear thy name. 
 
 4 This infant we, by faith, commit 
 
 To thy kind love and guardian care ; 
 We lay it at the Savior's feet, 
 He will not let it perish there. 
 
 222 Christ blessing Children. S. M. 
 
 The Saviour kindly calls 
 
 Our children to his breast ; 
 He holds them in his gracious arms, 
 
 Himself declares them blest. 
 
 2 "Let them approach," he cries, 
 "Nor scorn their humble claim ; 
 The heirs of heaven are such as these, — 
 For such as these I came." 
 
BAPTISM. 173 
 
 3 With joy we bring them, Lord, 
 Devoting them to thee, 
 Imploring that, as we are thine, 
 Thine may our offspring be. 
 
 223 "A Fountain for Sin." S. M. 
 
 My Savior's pierced side 
 
 Poured out a double flood : 
 By water we are purified, 
 
 And pardoned by his blood. 
 
 2 Called from above, I rise 
 
 And wash away my sin ; 
 The stream to which my spirit flies 
 Can make the foulest clean. 
 
 3 It runs divinely clear, 
 
 A fountain deep and wide ; 
 'Twas opened by the soldier's spear 
 In my Redeemer's side. 
 
 224 "Baptized into his death" C. M. 
 
 Baptized into your Savior's death, 
 
 Your souls to sin must die ; 
 With Christ, your Lord, ye live anew, 
 
 With Christ ascend on high. 
 
 2 There by his Father's side he sits 
 Enthroned, divinely fair, 
 Yet owns himself your brother still, 
 And your forerunner there. 
 
174 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 Rise from these earthly trifles, rise 
 On wings of faith and love ; 
 Above your choicest treasure lies, 
 And be your hearts above. 
 
 LORD S SUPPER. 
 
 225 Grateful remembrance. C. M. 
 
 According to thy gracious word, 
 
 In meek humility, 
 This will I do, my dying Lord, — 
 
 I will remember thee. 
 
 2 Thy body broken for my sake, 
 
 My bread from heaven shall be: 
 Thy testamental cup I take, 
 And thus remember thee. 
 
 3 Gethsemane can I forget? 
 
 Or there thy conflict see, 
 
 Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
 
 And not remember thee ? 
 
 4 When to the cross I turn my eyes, 
 
 And rest on Calvary, 
 O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice, 
 I must remember thee ! 
 
 5 Remember thee and all th\ pains, 
 
 And all thy love to me ; 
 Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
 Will I remember thee. 
 
lord's supper. 175 
 
 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 
 And mind and memory flee, 
 When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
 Jesus, remember me. 
 
 226 Christ our Passover. S. M. 
 
 Let all who truly bear 
 
 The bleeding Savior's name, 
 
 Their faithful hearts with us prepare 
 And eat the Paschal Lamb. 
 
 2 This eucharistic feast 
 
 Our every want supplies, 
 And still we by his death are blest, 
 And share his sacrifice. 
 
 3 Who thus our faith employ 
 
 His sufferings to record, 
 E'en now we mournfully enjoy 
 Communion with our Lord. 
 
 4 We too with him are dead, 
 
 And shall with him arise ; 
 The cross on which he bows his head 
 Shall lift us to the skies. 
 
 227 Discerning the Lord's body. 7s. 
 
 Jesus, all-redeeming Lord, 
 Magoify thy dying word ; 
 In thine ordinance appear ; 
 Come, and meet thy followers here. 
 
176 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 In the rite thou has enjoined, 
 Let us now our Savior find ; 
 Drink thy blood for sinners shed, 
 Taste thee in the broken bread. 
 
 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare ; 
 Thou thy pardoning grace declare : 
 Thou that hast for sinners died, 
 Show thyself the Crucified ! 
 
 4 All the power of sin remove ; 
 Fill us with thy perfect love ; 
 Stamp us w T ith the stamp divine ; 
 Seal our souls forever thine. 
 
 228 The Supper of the Lamb. S. M. 
 
 Thee, King of saints, we praise 
 
 For this our living bread ; 
 Nourished by thy preserving grace, 
 
 And at thy table fed. 
 
 2 Yet fctill a higher seat 
 
 We in thy kingdom claim, 
 
 Who here by faith begin to eat 
 
 The supper of the Lamb. 
 
 3 That glorious, heavenly prize, 
 
 We surely shall attain, 
 And, in the palace of of the skies, 
 With thee forever reign. 
 
 229 The Sacred Feast C. M. 
 
 The King of heaven his table spreads, 
 And blessings crown the board ; 
 
 Not Paradise, with all its joys, 
 Could such delight afford. 
 
lord's supper. 177 
 
 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, 
 
 And endless life, are given, 
 Through the rich blood that Jesus shed, 
 To raise our souls to heaven. 
 
 3 Millions of souls, in glory now, 
 
 Were fed and feasted here, 
 And millions more, still on the way, 
 Around the board appear. 
 
 4 Yet are his house and heart so large, 
 
 That millions more may come ; 
 Nor could the wide o'erspreading world 
 Q'erfill the spacious room. 
 
 5 All things are ready, come away, 
 
 Nor weak excuses frame ; 
 Crowd to your places at the feast, 
 And bless the Founder's name. 
 
 230 Grateful Remembrance. C. M. 
 
 If human kindness meets return, 
 
 And owns the grateful tie, 
 If tender thoughts within us burn, 
 
 To feel a friend is nigh. — 
 
 2 Oh, shall not warmer accents tell 
 
 The gratitude we owe 
 To him who died, our fears to quell, 
 And save from death and woe ? 
 
 3 While yet in anguish he surveyed 
 
 Those pangs he would not flee, 
 What love his latest words displayed — 
 
 "Meet, and remember me." 
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178 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 4 Remember thee ! thy death, thy shame, 
 Our sinful hearts to share ! 
 O memory, leave no other name 
 But his recorded there. 
 
 231 Its Design. C. M. 
 
 That doleful night before his death, 
 The Lamb, for sinners slain, 
 
 Did, almost with his dying breath, 
 This solemn feast ordain. 
 
 2 To keep the feast, Lord, we have met, 
 
 And to remember thee ; 
 Help each poor trembler to repeat, — 
 For me he died, for me ! 
 
 3 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign 
 
 To our remembrance brings: 
 We eat the bread, and drink the wine, 
 But think on nobler things. 
 
 4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame 
 
 Each heart that pants for thee, 
 To sing Hosanna to the Lamb, 
 The Lamb that died for me ! 
 
 232 "D° this in remembrance of meP S. M. 
 
 Come, listen spirit, come! 
 
 Good angels guide thy way ; 
 Our Shepherd bids thee to his fold, 
 
 The gracious call obey. 
 
lord's supper. 179 
 
 2 No more the cold grey stone 
 
 His sepulchre doth seal ; 
 'Tis rolled away — our Lord is risen ; 
 He stoops our wounds to heal. 
 
 3 Come, waiting spirit, come! 
 
 His hallowed board is spread ; 
 Turn from the false delights of earth, 
 And take the living bread ; 
 
 4 And, in that strength divine, 
 
 Pass on thy pilgrim way ; 
 Make him thy pole-star through the night, 
 Thy sunbeam all the day. 
 
 5 And guard with faithful hand 
 
 The promise of his love, 
 To share his banquet here below, 
 And be his guest above. 
 
 233 My flesh is meat indeed. C. M. 
 
 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet 
 
 To feast on heavenly food : 
 Thy body here, in Spirit, eat 
 
 And drink thy mystic blood. 
 
 2 He that prepares this rich repast, 
 
 Himself comes down and dies ; 
 And then invites us to the feast 
 Upon the sacrifice. 
 
 3 Sure there was never love so free, 
 
 Dear Savior, so divine ! 
 Well thou may'st claim the heart of me 
 Which owes so much to thine. 
 
180 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 4 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart, 
 My soul, my strength, my all ; 
 With life itself I'll freely part, 
 My Jesus, at thy call. 
 
 234 Christ the Bread of Life. C. M. 
 
 Come, humble soul, receive the food 
 
 Your Savior offers here, 
 Believe, and taste that he is good 
 
 And fain each soul would cheer. 
 
 2 Deem not tiiat you to heav'n can rise, 
 
 To meet your Savior there, 
 He comes in mercy from the skies, 
 That yon his bliss may share. 
 
 3 Here we commune with him who died, 
 
 Us pow*r o'er death to give, 
 The life of him now glorified 
 We here receive, and live. 
 
 4 Take then and eat, that you may live 
 
 In him who cannot die, 
 Take then and drink, the draught will give 
 You immortality. 
 
 235 The Lord's Supper. S. M. 
 
 Jesus, we thus obey 
 
 Thy last and kindest word ; 
 Here, in thine own appointed way, 
 
 We come to meet our Lord. 
 
lord's supper. 181 
 
 2 The way thou hast enjoin'd, 
 
 Thou wilt therein appear; 
 We come with confidence to find 
 Thy special presence here. 
 
 3 Whate'er th' Almighty can 
 
 To pardon'd sinners give, 
 The fullness of our God made man, 
 We here with Christ receive. 
 
 236 The Lord's Supper: Approaching the table. 
 
 Jesus, at whose supreme command, 
 
 We now approach to God, 
 Before us in thy vesture stand, 
 
 Thy vesture dipp'd in blood. 
 
 2 The tokens of thy dying love, 
 
 O let us all receive, 
 And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 
 And sensibly believe. 
 
 3 The cup of blessing, blest by thee, 
 
 Let it thy blood impart ; 
 The bread thy mystic body be, 
 To cheer each languid heart. 
 
 4 The living bread send down from heaven : 
 
 In us vouchsafe to be : 
 Thy flesh for all the world is given, 
 And all may live by thee. 
 
182 
 
 MAN. 
 
 SINFUL NATURE. 
 
 237 The evil heart S. M. 
 
 Astonished and distressed, 
 
 I turn mine eyes within ; 
 My heart with heavy guilt oppressed, 
 
 The seat of ev'ry sin. 
 
 2 What crowds of evil thoughts, 
 
 What vile affections there ! 
 Distrust, presumption, artful guile, 
 Pride, envy, slavish fear. 
 
 3 Almighty King of saints, 
 
 These hateful sins subdue ; 
 Dispel the darkness from my mind, 
 And all my powers renew. 
 
 4 Then shall my cheerful voice 
 
 To thee hosannas raise ; 
 My soul shall glow with gratitude, 
 My lips pronounce thy praise. 
 
 238 Lord, help my unbelief. C. M. 
 
 How sad our state by nature is; 
 
 Our sin, how deep it stains ; 
 And Satan binds our captive souls 
 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
SINFUL NATURE. 183 
 
 2 But there's a voice of sov'reign grace 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word ; 
 Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
 And trust a faithful Lord. 
 
 3 My soul obeys the precious call, 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord ; 
 O help my unbelief! 
 
 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate God, I fly ; 
 Here let me wash my guilty soul 
 From sins of deepest dye. 
 
 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 
 Into thine arms I fall ; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 My Jesus, and my all. 
 
 239 Sinful Inclinations. C. M. 
 
 Blest with the joys of innocence, 
 
 Adam, our father stood, 
 Till he debased his soul to sense, 
 
 And ate the unlawful food. 
 
 2 Now we are born a sensual race, 
 
 To sinful joys inclined ; 
 Reason hath lost its native place, 
 And flesh enslaved the mind. 
 
 3 While flesh and sense and passion reign, 
 
 Sin is the sweetest good ; 
 We fancy music in our chain, 
 And so forget the load. 
 
184 MAN. 
 
 4 Great God, renew our ruined frame, 
 
 Our broken powers restore ; 
 Inspire us with a heavenly flame, 
 And flesh shall reign no more. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit, write thy law 
 
 Upon our inward parts, 
 And let the second Adam draw 
 His image on our hearts. 
 
 240 Moral Disease. C. M. 
 
 Sin, like a venomous disease, 
 
 Infects our vital blood ,- 
 The only help in sovereign grace, 
 
 And the physician, God. 
 
 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, 
 
 And we draw near to death ; 
 But Christ, the Lord, recalls the dead 
 With his almighty breath. 
 
 3 Madness by nature reigns within, 
 
 The passions burn and rage, 
 Till God's own Son, with skill divine, 
 The inward fire assuage. 
 
 4 We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, 
 
 And solid good despise ; 
 
 Such is the folly of the mind, 
 
 Till Jesus makes us wise. 
 
SINFUL NATURE 185 
 
 241 Sin Deceitful C. M. 
 
 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts 
 
 To practice on the mind ; 
 With flattering looks she tempts our hearts, 
 
 But leaves a sting behind. 
 
 2 With names of virtue she deceives 
 
 The aged and the young, 
 And while the heedless wretch believes, 
 She makes his fetters strong. 
 
 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, 
 
 And gives a fair pretence, 
 But cheats the soul of heavenly things, 
 And chains it down to sense. 
 
 4 So on the tree divinely fair 
 
 Grew the forbidden food ; 
 Our mother took the poison there, 
 And tainted all her blood. 
 
 242 Sin Hereditary. L. M. 
 
 Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin, 
 And born unholy and unclean ; 
 Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
 Corrupts the race and taints us all. 
 
 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
 The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 
 Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
 But we're defiled in every part. 
 
186 MAN. 
 
 3 Great God, create my heart anew, 
 And form our spirit pure and true ; 
 O make me wise betimes to see 
 My danger and my remedy. 
 
 4 Behold, I fall before thy face, 
 My only refuge is thy grace ; 
 
 Xo outward forms can make me clean, 
 The leprosy lies deep within. 
 
 5 Xo bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
 Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, 
 Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
 Can wash this dismal stain away. 
 
 6 Jesus, my Lord, thy blood alone 
 Hath power sufficient to atone ; 
 
 Thy blood can make me white as snow, 
 Xo Jewish types could cleanse me so. 
 
 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, 
 Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease, 
 Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, 
 And make my broken heart rejoice. 
 
 243 Sin Destructive, C. It 
 
 When Adam sinned, through all his race 
 
 The dire contagion spread ; 
 Sickness and death and deep disgrace 
 
 Sprang from our fallen head. 
 
 2 Satan in strong and heavy chains 
 Binds the deluded soul, 
 And every furious passion reigns 
 Without the least control. 
 
SINFUL NATURE. 187 
 
 3 From God and happiness we fly, 
 
 To earth and sense confined, 
 Lost in a maze of misery, 
 Yet to our misery blind. 
 
 4 Whene'er the man begins his race, 
 
 The criminal appears, 
 And evil habits keep their pace 
 With our increasing years. 
 
 5 Corruption flows through all our veins, 
 
 Our moral beauty's gone, 
 The gold is fled, the dross remains — 
 O sin, what hast thou done! 
 
 5 Je^us, reveal thy pardoning grace, 
 And draw our souls to thee ; 
 Thou art the only hiding place 
 Where ruined souls can flee. 
 
 244 Abhorrence of Sin. L. M. 
 
 could I find some peaceful bower, 
 Where sin has netiher place nor power; 
 This traitor vile I fain would shun, 
 But cannot from his presence run. 
 
 2 When to the throne of grace I flee, 
 He stands between my God and me ; 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, 
 
 1 feel him working in my breast. 
 
 3 When I attempt to soar above, 
 To view the heights of Jesus' love, 
 This monster seems to mount the skies, 
 And veil his glory from mine eyes. 
 
188 MAN. 
 
 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe, 
 Which keeps my faith and hope so low ; 
 I long to dwell in heaven, my home, 
 Where not one sinful thought can come. 
 
 WARNING. 
 
 245 " Whatsoever* thy hand find eth to do" L. M. 
 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord, 
 The time to insure the great reward, 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 The vilest sinner may return. 
 
 2 Life is the hour that God hath given 
 To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven, — 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 3 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands with all your might pursue, 
 Since no device or work is found, 
 
 Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 
 
 246' "No peace to the uricked" CM. 
 
 Sinners, the voice of God regard, 
 
 'Tis Mercy speaks to-day ; 
 He calls you by his sacred w r ord 
 
 From sin's destructive w r ay. 
 
 2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, 
 You live devoid of peace ; 
 A thousand stings within your breast 
 Deprive your souls of ease. 
 
WARNING. 189 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; 
 
 Why will you presevere ? 
 Can you in endless torments dwell, 
 Shut up in black despair ? 
 
 4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
 
 Of sin and folly go ? 
 In pain you travel all your days 
 To reap eternal woe ! 
 
 5 But he that turns to God shall live, 
 
 Through his abounding grace ; 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive 
 Of those that seek his face. 
 
 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing every sin ; 
 Submit to him, your sov'reign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 247 The broad road and the narrow.. S. M. 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death, 
 And thousands walk together there, 
 
 But wisdom shows a nariow path, 
 With here and there a traveler. 
 
 2 Deny thyself, and take thy cross, 
 
 Is the Redeemer's great command; 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 
 And walks the ways of God no more, 
 Is but esteemed almost a saint, 
 
 And makes his own destruction sure. 
 
190 MAN. 
 
 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain, 
 Create my heart entirely new, — 
 Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
 Which false apostates never knew. 
 
 2:48 Expostulation with Sinners, 0. M. 
 
 Ye ! who despise the Savior's grace, 
 And scorn his gospel here, — 
 
 How can you meet his angry face, 
 Or at his bar appear? 
 
 2 When every earthly hope shall fail, 
 
 When storms of wrath are nigh, 
 How will your souls affrighted quail, 
 Beneath his burning eye ! 
 
 3 Why will you madly rush on death, 
 
 And force your way to woe? 
 Why tempt the God, that holds your breath, 
 To strike the fatal biow ? 
 
 4 Turn, guilty sinners! quickly turn; 
 
 Oh ! come to Jesus now ; — 
 Ere the fierce flames around you burn, 
 To your Redeemer bow. 
 
 249 The Sinner exhorted, L. M. 
 
 Sinner ! Oh ! why so thoughtless grown ? 
 
 Why in such fearful haste to die? 
 Why speed thy flight to worlds unknown, 
 
 Regardless of thy destiny? 
 
WARNING. 191 
 
 2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God, 
 
 Led on by sin's delusive dreams ? 
 Madly despise the Savior's blood, 
 And force thy passage to the flames ? 
 
 3 Sinner ! Oh ! lift thy thoughts above, 
 
 And hear the Lord of life unfold 
 The glories of his dying love, 
 For ever telling, yet untold ! 
 
 250 The danger of delay. P. M. 
 
 Hasten, sinner, to be wise ! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
 Wisdom if you still despise, 
 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Hasten, mercy to implore ! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 Lest thy season should be o'er 
 Ere this evening's stage be run. 
 
 3 Hasten, sinner, to return! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 Lest the lamp should fail to burn 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blessed ! 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 Lest perdition thee arrest 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
192 MAN. 
 
 251 The accepted time. L. M. 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light, 
 Mercy is found and peace is given ; 
 
 But soon, ah soon approaching night 
 Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 
 
 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
 Come, sinner, haste, O haste away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God is found. 
 
 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
 
 Shall death command you to the grave, — 
 Before his bar your spirit bring, 
 And none be found to hear or save. 
 
 4 In that lone land of deep despair, 
 
 No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
 No God regard your bitter prayer, 
 No Savior call you to the skies. 
 
 5 Now God invites ; how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
 Come, sinner, haste, O haste away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God is found. 
 
 252 To-day the accepted time. S. M. 
 
 Now T is the accepted time, 
 
 Now is the day of grace, 
 Now sinners come without delay 
 
 And seek the Savior's face. 
 
WARNING. 193 
 
 2 Now is the accepted time, 
 
 The Savior calls to-day ; 
 To-morrow it may be too late — 
 Then why should you delay ? 
 
 3 Now is the accepted time, 
 
 The gospel bids you come ; 
 
 And every promise in his word 
 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 253 While we have light C. M. 
 
 There is a time, we know not when, 
 A point, we know not where, 
 
 That seals the destiny of men 
 To glory or despair. 
 
 2 There is a line, by us unseen, 
 
 That crosses every path ; 
 The hidden boundary between 
 God's patience and his wrath. 
 
 3 To pass that limit is to die, 
 
 To die as if by stealth.; 
 It does not quench the beaming eye, 
 Or pale the glow of health. 
 
 4 The conscience may be still at ease, 
 
 The spirits light and gay ; 
 That which is pleasing still may please, 
 And care be thrust away. 
 
 5 But on that forehead God has set 
 
 Indelibly a mark, 
 Unseen by man, for man as yet 
 
 Is blind and in the dark. 
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194 MAN. 
 
 6 And yet the doom'd man's path below 
 
 May bloom as Eden bL omed ; 
 He did not, does not, will not know, 
 Or feel that he is doomed. 
 
 7 He thinks, he feels that all is well, 
 
 And every fear is calmed ; 
 He lives, he dies, he wakes in hell, 
 Not only doomed, but damned. 
 
 254 While it is called to-day repent. C. M. 
 
 O where is the mysterious born 
 By which our path is crossed, 
 
 Beyond which, God himself hath sworn, 
 That he who goes is lost? 
 
 2 How far may we go on in sin ? 
 
 How long will God forbear? 
 Where does hope end, and where begin 
 The confines of despair. 
 
 3 An answer from the skies is sent: 
 
 "Ye that from God depart, 
 While it is called to-day repent, 
 And harden not your heart " 
 
 255 The brink of fate. 8,8,6,8,8,6. 
 
 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
 Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, 
 
 Secure, insensible: 
 A point of time, a moment's space, 
 Removes me to that heavenly place, 
 
 Or shuts me up in hell. 
 
WARNING. 195 
 
 2 O God, mine inmost soul convert, 
 And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And tremble on the brink of fate, 
 
 And wake to righteousness. 
 
 3 Before me place in dread array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day 
 
 When thou with clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
 And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom? 
 
 4 Be this my one great business here, 
 With serious industry and fear 
 
 Eternal bliss t ? insure ; 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
 And suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure. 
 
 5 Then, Savior, then my soul receive, 
 Transported from this vale, to live 
 
 And reign with thee above, 
 Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
 And hope in full, supreme delight, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 256 Tender expostulation P. M. 
 
 Sinners, turn, while God is near ; 
 Dare not think him insincere ; 
 Now, e'en now, your Savior stands ; 
 All day long he spreads his hands ; 
 Cries, — Ye will not happy be ; 
 No, ye will not come to me, — 
 Me, who life to none deny ; 
 Why will ye resolve to die. 
 
196 MAN. 
 
 2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners, turn : 
 By his life, your God hath sworn, 
 He would have you turn and live ; 
 He would all the world receive. 
 
 If your death were his delight, 
 Would he you to life invite ? 
 Would he ask, beseech, and cry, — 
 Why will ye resolve to die? 
 
 3 What could your Kedeemer do, 
 More than he hath clone for you ? 
 To procure your peace with God, 
 Could he more than shed his blood ? 
 After all his flow of love, — 
 
 All his drawings from above, — 
 Why will ye your Lord deny? 
 W 7 hy will ye resolve to die ? 
 
 257 Why will ye die t P. M. 
 
 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 
 God, your Maker, asks you why? 
 
 God who did your being give, 
 
 Made you with himself to live, 
 
 He the fatal cause demands ; 
 
 Asks the work of his own hands, — 
 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 
 Will ye cross his love and die ? 
 2 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die ? 
 
 God, your Savior, asks you why? 
 
 He, who did your souls retrieve, 
 
 Died himself, that you might live. 
 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 
 Why, ye ransomed sinners, why 
 • Will ye slight his grace and die? 
 
WARNING. 197 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
 God, the Spirit asks you why ? 
 He, who all your life hath strove, 
 Urged you to embrace his love. 
 "Will you not his grace receive? 
 Will you still refuse to live? 
 O ye dying sinners, why, 
 Why will ye forever die? 
 
 258 Sinful Joys delusive. C. M. 
 
 How vain are all things here below, 
 How false, and yet how fair ! 
 
 Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
 And every sweet a snare. 
 
 2 The brightest things below the sky 
 
 Give but a nattering light * 
 We should suspect some danger nigh 
 Where we possess delight. 
 
 3 Our dearest joy and nearest friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wavering minds, 
 And leave but half for God. 
 
 4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
 
 How strong it strikes the sense ! 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor can we call them thence. 
 
 5 O Savior, let thy beauties be 
 
 My sours eternal food, 
 And grace command my heart away 
 From all created good. 
 
198 
 
 PROVISION AND CALL. 
 
 259 The invitation. P. M. 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; 
 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity love and power ; 
 He is able, 
 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome ; 
 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief and true repentance, — 
 Every grace that brings you nigh, — 
 
 Without money, 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger ; 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All the fitness he requireth 
 Is to feel your need of him ; 
 This he gives you, — 
 'Tis the Spirit's glimmering beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 
 
 If you tarry 'till you're better, 
 
 You will never come at all ; 
 
 Not the righteous, — 
 
 Sinners, Jesus came to call. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 199 
 
 5 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Your Kedeemer prostrate lies ; 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 Hear him cry, before he dies, 
 
 It is finished ! 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 
 6 Lo ! the incarnate God ascending, 
 
 Pleads the merits of his blood ; 
 Venture to him — venture freely ; 
 Let no other trust intrude; 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 7 Saints and angels, joined in concert, 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb ; 
 While the blissful seats in heaven 
 Sweetly echo with his name : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
 260 My son, give me thy heart. C. M. 
 
 What language now salutes the ear ! 
 
 And 'tis our Father's voice ? 
 
 Let all the world attentive hear, 
 
 And every soul rejoice. 
 
 2 Sinner, he kindly speaks to thee, 
 However vile thou art; 
 Here's grace and pardon, rich and free. 
 My son, give me thy heart. 
 
200 MAN. 
 
 3 Though thou hast long my grace withstood 
 
 And said to me "Depart/' 
 
 1 claim the purchase of my blood — 
 My son, give my thy heart. 
 
 4 I'll form thee for thyself alone, 
 
 And every good impart ; 
 I'll make my great salvation known — * . 
 My son, give me thy heart. 
 
 5 Come, Lord, and conquer now my heart, 
 
 Set up in me thy throne ; 
 Bid sin and Satan hence depart, 
 And claim me as thine own. 
 
 261 The resolution. C. M. 
 
 Come, humble sinner in whose breast 
 A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
 And make this last resolve :— 
 
 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 Like mountains round me close ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone 
 
 Without his sov'reign grace. 
 
 - 4 Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
 But, if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 201 
 
 5 I can but perish if I go — 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 I shall forever die. 
 
 252 The Voice of Mercy. 8s, 7s, & 4. 
 
 Hear, sinner, mercy hails you ! 
 
 Now with sweetest voice she calls, 
 Bids you haste to seek the Savior, 
 
 Ere the hand of justice falls : 
 Hear, O sinner ! 
 
 ? Tis the voice of mercy calls. 
 
 2 See the storm of vengeance. gathering 
 
 O'er the path you dare to tread ! 
 Hark! the awful thunder rolling 
 Loud and louder o'er your head ! 
 
 Turn, O sinner! 
 Lest the lightning strike you dead. 
 
 3 Haste, sinner, to the Savior ! 
 
 Seek his mercy while you may ; 
 Soon the day of grace is over ; 
 Soon your life will pass away ; 
 
 Haste, sinner ! 
 You must perish if you stay. 
 
 263 Salvation Free. C. M. 
 
 The Savior calls — let every ear 
 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
202 MAN. 
 
 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 Here streams of bounty flow, 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 
 
 To ease your every pain ; 
 Immortal fountain ! full supplies ! 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice, 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys, 
 And can you yet delay? 
 
 5 Bless'd Savior, draw reluctant hearts, 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 And drink and never die. 
 
 264 "Come unto me all ye that labor." 7s. 
 
 Come, ye weary sinners, come, 
 
 All who groan beneath your load, 
 Jesus calls his wanderers home, 
 
 Hasten to your pardoning God ; 
 Come, ye guilty souls, opprest, 
 
 Answ T er to the Savior's call, 
 "Come, and I will give you rest, 
 
 Come, and I will save you all." 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 203 
 
 2 Jesus, full of truth and love, 
 
 We thy kindest word obey ; 
 Faithful let thy mercies prove, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away: 
 Fain we would on thee rely, 
 
 Cast on thee our every care, 
 To thine arms of mercy fly, 
 
 Find our lasting quiet there. 
 
 3 Burdened with a world of grief, 
 
 Burdened with our sinful load, 
 Burdened with this unbelief, 
 
 Burdened with the wrath of God, 
 Lo ! we come to thee for ease, 
 
 True and gracious as thou art ; 
 Now our groaning souls release, 
 
 Write forgiveness on our heart. 
 
 265 "Ho! every one that thirtieth." C. M. 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice; 
 The trumpet of the Gospel sounds 
 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 
 That feed upon the wind, 
 And vainly strive, with earthly toys, 
 To fill an empt}^ mind ; 
 
 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetite 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
204 MAN. 
 
 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die, 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 5 Rivers of love and mercy, here, 
 
 In a rich ocean join ; 
 Salvation in abundance flows, 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 
 6 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day : 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 266 Invitation to the Gospel Feast C. M. 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 
 Behold a royal feast, 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 2 Here Jesus stands with open arms ; 
 
 He calls, he bids you come; 
 O stay not back, though fear alarms, 
 For yet there still is room, — 
 
 3 Room in the Savior's bleeding heart; 
 
 There love and pity meet ; 
 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart 
 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
 4 Oh ! come, and with his children taste 
 
 The blessings of his love, 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 205 
 
 There, with united heart and voice, 
 
 Before th 5 eternal throne, 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 
 In songs on earth unknown. 
 
 267 Knocking at the Door. L. M. 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door! 
 He gently knocks — has knocked before ; 
 Has waited lono; — is waiting still ; 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 2 Oh! lovely attitude — he stands 
 With melting heart and loaded hands ; 
 Oh ! matchless kindness — and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes. 
 
 3 But w T ill he prove a friend indeed ? 
 He will — the very friend you need ; 
 The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis he, 
 With garments dyed on Calvary. 
 
 4 Rise — touched with gratitude divine, 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, — 
 That soul-destroying monster, sin, — 
 And let the heavenly stranger in. 
 
 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn ; 
 His feet, departed, ne'er return; 
 Admit him, and thy soul shall prove 
 The fullness of thy Savior's love. 
 
206 MAN. 
 
 268 The Spirit inviting. S. M. 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts 
 
 Is whisp'ring, "Sinners come;" 
 
 The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
 To all his children, "Come!" 
 
 2 Let him that heareth say 
 
 To all about him, "Come," 
 Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
 To Christ the fountain come. 
 
 3 Yes, whosoever will, 
 
 O, let him freely come, 
 And freely drink the stream of life ; 
 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 
 
 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, 
 
 Declares, "I quickly come." 
 Lord even so ; we wait thine hour ; 
 O, blest Redeemer, come. 
 
 269 The voice of free grace. P. M. 
 
 The voice of free grace cries, — Escape to the 
 mountain; 
 
 For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a 
 fountain : 
 
 For sin and uncleanness, and every trans- 
 gression, 
 
 His blood flows most freely, in streams of 
 salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has purchased 
 
 our pardon : 
 We will praise him again when we pass 
 over Jordan. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 207 
 
 2 Now glory to God in the highest is given; 
 Now glory to God is re-echoed in heaven ; 
 Around the whole earth let us tell the glad 
 
 story, 
 And sing of his love his salvation and glory. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c. 
 
 3 O, Jesus, ride on — thy kingdom is glorious, 
 O'er sin, death and hell, thou w T ilt make us 
 
 victorious : 
 
 Thy name shall be praised in the great con- 
 gregation, 
 
 And saints shall ascribe unto thee their sal- 
 vation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c. 
 
 4 When on Zion we stand, having gained the 
 
 blest shore, 
 With our harps in our hands, we wdll praise 
 
 evermore ; 
 We'll range the blest fields on the banks of 
 
 the river, 
 And sing of redemption forever and ever. 
 Hallelujuh to the Lamb, &c. 
 
 270 Proclaiming the universal Gospel. P. M. 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree, 
 
 Angels and men be joined, 
 To celebrate with me 
 
 The Savior of mankind ; 
 To adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
 And bless the sound of Jesus's name. 
 
208 MAN. 
 
 2 Jesus ! transporting sound ! 
 
 The joy of earth and heaven ; 
 No other help is found, 
 
 No other name is given, 
 By which we can salvation have ; 
 But Jesus came the world to save. 
 
 3 Jesus ! harmonious name ! 
 
 It charms the hosts above ; 
 They evermore proclaim, 
 
 And wonder at his love ; 
 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, — 
 'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 
 
 4 His name the sinner hears, 
 
 And is from sin set free : 
 'Tis music in his ears ; 
 
 ? Tis life and victory ; 
 New songs do now his lips employ, 
 And dances his glad heart for joy. 
 
 5 O unexampled love ! 
 
 all redeeming grace ! 
 How swiftly didst thou move 
 
 To save a fallen race ? 
 What shall I do to make it known, 
 What thou for all mankind hast done? 
 
 6 for a trumpet voice, 
 
 On all the world to call, — 
 To bid their hearts rejoice 
 
 In him who died for all ; 
 For all my Lord was crucified ; 
 For all, for all, my Savior died. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 209 
 
 271 The plenitude of Graee. L. M. 
 
 Come, O ye sinners, to your Lord, 
 In Christ to paradise restored ; 
 His proffer'd benefits embrace, 
 The plenitude of gospel grace : 
 
 2 A pardon written with his blood, 
 The favor and the peace of God ; 
 The seeing eye, the feeling sense, 
 The mystic joys of penitence : 
 
 3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, 
 The meltings of a broken heart; 
 The tears that tell your sins forgiven ; 
 The sighs that waft your souls to heaven. 
 
 4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, 
 Th' unutterable tenderness ; 
 
 The genuine, meek humility ; 
 
 The wonder, "Why such love to me ! " 
 
 5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace, 
 The sight that veils the seraph's face ; 
 The speechless awe that dares not move, 
 And all the silent heaven of love. 
 
 272 "I will in no wise cast out." L. M. 
 
 Hark ! 'tis the Savior's voice I hear ; 
 Come, trembling soul, dispel thy fear ! 
 He saith, and who his word can doubt? 
 He will in no wise cast you out ! 
 13 
 
210 MAN. 
 
 2 Doth Satan fill you with dismay, 
 And tell you, Christ will cast away ? 
 It is the truth, why should you doubt; 
 He will in no wise cast you out ! 
 
 3 Doth sin appear before thy view, 
 Of scarlet or of crimson hue? 
 
 If black as hell, why should you doubt ? 
 He will in no wise cast you out ! 
 
 4 The publican and dying thief 
 Applied to Christ, and found relief, 
 Nor need you entertain a doubt, 
 He will in no wise cast you out ! 
 
 5 Approach your God, make no delay, 
 He waits to welcome you to-day ; 
 His mercy try, nor longer doubt ; 
 He will in no w T ise cast you out ! 
 
 273 The Wanderer recalled. C M. 
 
 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 And seek thy Father's face ; 
 Those new desires w T hich in thee burn 
 
 Were kindled by his grace. 
 
 2 Return, O wanderer, return; 
 
 He hears thy humble sigh : 
 He sees thy soften'd spirit mourn, 
 When no one else is nigh. 
 
 3 Return, O wanderer, return ; 
 
 Thy Savior bids thee live : 
 Come to his cross, and, grateful, learn 
 How freely he'll forgive. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 211 
 
 4 Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 And wipe the falling tear ; 
 Thy Father calls, — no longer mourn ; 
 Tis love invites thee near. 
 
 5 Eeturn, O wanderer, return ; 
 
 Regain thy long-sought rest ; 
 The Savior's melting mercies yearn 
 To clasp thee to his breast. 
 
 274 The Jubilee trumpet P. M. 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 The gladly solemn sound; 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 The year of jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 2 Jesus our great High Priest, 
 
 Hath full atonement made; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest ; 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad ; 
 The year of Jubilee hath come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of God, — 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim : 
 The year of jubilee hath come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
212 MAN. 
 
 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell. 
 
 Your liberty receive, 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 
 And blest in Jesus live ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 5 Ye who have sold for naught 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love ; 
 The year of jubilee has come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 6 The gospel trumpet hear, — 
 
 The news of heavenly grace ; 
 And saved from earth, appear 
 
 Before your Savior's face ; 
 The year of jubilee has come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 275 The precious Name. C. M. 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ; 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the w T ounded spirit whole, 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary, reast. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 213 
 
 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding place ; 
 My never failing treasure, filled 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Savior, Friend, 
 
 My Prophet, Priest and King, 
 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5 I would thy boundless love proclaim 
 
 With every fleeting breath ; 
 So shall the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 276 P. M. 
 
 Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish ; 
 
 Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; 
 Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell 
 your anguish ; 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot 
 heal. 
 
 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
 Hope of the penitent;, fadeless and pure — 
 Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying. 
 Earth has no sorrow that heaven can not 
 cure. 
 
214 MAN. 
 
 3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing 
 Forth from the throne of God, pure from 
 above; 
 Come to the feast of love ; come ever know- 
 ing— 
 Eearth hath no sorrow but heaven can 
 remove. 
 
 277 Come and Welcome. L. M. 
 
 Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 
 'Tis God invites the fallen race, 
 
 Mercy and free salvation buy ; 
 
 Buy wine and milk, and gospel grace. 
 
 2 Come to the living waters, come! 
 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 
 
 Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
 
 And find my grace is free for all. 
 
 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise — 
 
 For you in healing streams it rolls ; 
 Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
 Ye laboring, burdened, sin-sick souls. 
 
 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, 
 
 Leave all you have and are behind ; 
 Frankly the gift of God receive, 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 278 Believe, and be at "peace. C. M. 
 
 O why should gloomy thoughts arise, 
 And darkness fill the mind ? 
 
 Why should thy bosom heave with sighs, 
 And yet no refuge find ? 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 215 
 
 2 Hast thou not heard of Gilead's balm — 
 
 The great Physician there, 
 Who can thine every fear disarm, 
 And save thee from despair? 
 
 3 Still art thou overwhelm'd with grief, 
 
 And filFd with sore dismay ? 
 Still looking downward for relief, 
 Without one cheering ray ? 
 
 4 Lift up thy streaming eyes to heaven ; 
 
 The great atonement see ; 
 And all thy sins shall be forgiven : — 
 Believe, and thou art free. 
 
 5 For thee the Savior suffer'd shame, 
 
 And shed his precious blood : 
 Believe, believe in Jesus' name, 
 And be at peace with God. 
 
 279 Sufficiency of Christ 7s. 
 
 Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin, 
 Jesus Christ can make you clean ; 
 Contrite souls, with guilt oppress'd, 
 Jesus Christ can give you rest. 
 
 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, 
 Precious hours and years laid waste, 
 Turn to God, O turn and live, 
 Jesus Christ can still forgive. 
 
 3 You that oft have wandered far 
 From the light of Bethleh'm star, 
 Trembling, now your steps retrace, 
 Jesus Christ is full of £ race. 
 
216 MAN. 
 
 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, 
 Griev'd, afflicted, tempest-worn, 
 Now in Israel's Rock confide, 
 Jesus Christ for man has died. 
 
 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour 
 Yield not to the tempter's power ; 
 On the risen Lord rely, 
 
 Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 
 
 280 Whosoever willy let him come. CM. 
 
 O what amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found : 
 Suited to every sinner's case 
 
 Who knows the joyful sound. 
 
 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls 
 
 Are freely welcome here ; 
 
 Salvation, like a river, rolls 
 
 Abundant, free and clear. 
 
 3 Come, then , with all your wants and wounds, 
 
 Your every burden bring ; 
 Here, love, unchanging love, abounds 
 A deep celestial spring! 
 
 4 Whoever will, (O gracious word !) 
 
 Shall of this stream partake ; 
 Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, 
 And drink for Jesus' sake. 
 
 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
 
 Have here found life and peace: 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
 And drink, adore and bless. 
 
PROVISION AND CALL. 217 
 
 281 The Gospel Feast. L. M. 
 
 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast, 
 Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; 
 Ye need not one be left behind, 
 For God hath bidden all mankind. 
 
 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
 The invitation is to all : 
 
 Come, all the world, come, sinner, then ; 
 All things in Christ are ready now. 
 
 3 Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, 
 Ye restless wanderers after rest, 
 
 Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind, 
 In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
 
 4 My message as from God receive, 
 Ye all may come to Christ and live : 
 O let his love your hearts constrain, 
 Nor suffer him to die in vain. 
 
 5 See him set forth before your eyes, 
 That precious bleeding sacrifice ! 
 His offered benefits embrace, 
 And freely now be saved by grace. 
 
 6 This is the time — no more delay, 
 Th' accepted time — salvation's day ; 
 Come in, this moment, at his call, 
 And live for him who died for all. 
 
218 
 
 PENITENCE. 
 
 282 Lamb of God, I come. P. M. 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea, 
 Save that thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that thou bidst me come to thee, 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
 
 To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 3 Just as I am, though tossed about, 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 Dread fears within and strife without, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; 
 Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
 Yea, all I want — in thee I find, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive, 
 
 Wilt pardon, comfort, cleanse, relieve, 
 Because thy promise I believe, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
 6 Just as I am, for love unknown 
 Has broken every barrier down, 
 Now to be thine, and thine alone, 
 
 O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 
 
PENITENCE. 219 
 
 283 A Litany. 7s— 8 
 
 Savior, when in dust to thee, 
 Low we bow the adoring knee, 
 When, repentant, to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes, 
 O by all thy pain and woe, 
 Suffered once for man below, 
 Bending from thy throne on high, 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 2 By thy birth and early years, 
 By thy human griefs and fears, 
 By thy fasting and distress 
 
 In the lonely wilderness ; 
 By thy vie' try in the hour 
 Of the subtle tempter's power ; 
 Jesus, look with pitying eye ; 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 3 By thine hour of dark despair, 
 By thine agony of prayer, 
 
 By the purple robe of scorn, 
 
 By thy wounds, thy crown of thorn, 
 
 By thy cross, thy pangs and cries, 
 
 By thy perfect sacrifice, 
 
 Jesus look with pitying eye ; 
 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 4 By thy deep expiring groan, 
 By the sealed sepulchral stone, 
 By thy triumph o'er the grave, 
 By thy power from death to save, 
 Mighty God, ascended Lord, 
 
 To thy throne in heaven restored — 
 Prince and Savior, hear our cry, 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
220 MAN. 
 
 284 Help or I perish. P. M. 
 
 By thy birth and by thy tears, 
 By thy human griefs and fears, 
 By thy conflict in the hour 
 Of the subtle tempter's power, — 
 Savior look with pitying eye, 
 Savior, help me, or I die. 
 
 2 By the tenderness that wept 
 
 O'er the grave where Laz'rus slept ; 
 By the bitter tears that flowed 
 Over Salem's lost abode ; 
 Savior, look with pitying eye, 
 Savior, help me, or 1 die. 
 
 3 By thy lonely hour of prayer, 
 By thy fearful conflict there, 
 By thy cross and dying cry, 
 By thy one great sacrifice, — 
 Savior, look with pitying eye, 
 Savior, help me, or I die 
 
 4 By thy triumph o'er the grave, 
 By thy power the lost to save ; 
 By thy high majestic throne, 
 By the empire all thine own, — 
 Savior, look with pitying eye, 
 Savior, help me, or I die. 
 
 285 Sin bewailed. P. M. 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer pray'r ; 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Rise and ask without delay. 
 
PENITENCE. 221 
 
 2 With my burden I begin ; 
 Lord, remove my load of sin! 
 Let thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 3 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There thy sovereign right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 4 Show me what I have to do, 
 Ev'ry hour my strength renew ; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 286 Mercy for the chief of sinners. P. M. 
 
 Depth of mercy ! can there be 
 Mercy still reserved for me ? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear? 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 
 
 2 I have long withstood his grace ; 
 Long provoked him to his face; 
 Would not hearken to his calls ; 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 3 Now incline me to repent ; 
 Let me now my sins lament ; 
 Now my foul revolt deplore, 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
 4 Kindled his relent in gs are ; 
 Me he now delights to spare ; 
 Cries, how shall I give thee up ? — 
 
 * Lets the lifted thunder drop. 
 
222 MAN. 
 
 5 There for me the Savior stands ; 
 
 Shows his wounds and spreads his hands ; 
 God is love ! I know, I feel ; 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
 287 Unwearied earnestness. C. M. 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to thee ; 
 
 No other help I know ; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 
 Ah ! whither shall I g-> ? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ? 
 What pain, what labor to secure 
 My soul from endless death ! 
 
 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 
 
 I now should feel thy power ; 
 And all my wants thou wouldst relieve, 
 In this accepted hour. 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes ; 
 O let me now receive that gift, — 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
 
 O speak, and I shall live ; 
 
 And here I will unwearied lie, 
 
 Till thou thy Spirit give. 
 
 6 How would my fainting soul rejoice, 
 
 Could I but see thy face ; 
 Now let me hear thy quickening voice, 
 And taste thy pard'ning grace. 
 
PENITENCE. 223 
 
 283 L. M. 
 
 Deprecating the withdraival of the Spirit 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 
 Though I have done thee such despite; 
 
 Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart, 
 
 And shaken off my guilty fears ; 
 
 And vexed, and urged thee to depart, 
 
 For many long rebellious years. 
 
 3 Though I have most unfaithful been, 
 
 Of all whoe'er thy grace received ; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved. 
 
 4 Yet, O ! the chief of sinners spare, 
 
 In honor of my great High Priest ; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 
 To exclude me from thy people's rest. 
 
 $89 Condemned, but pleading the j^romises. L. M. 
 
 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live, 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not the sinner trust in thee ? 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, — 
 So let the pard'ning love be found. 
 
224 MAN. 
 
 3 wash my soul from every sin, 
 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
 Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
 I am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
 I must pronounce thee just, in death : 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope still hovering round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 290 The only refuge. P. M. 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to thy bosom fly, 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high ; 
 Hide me, O my Savior, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life is past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 O receive my soul at last. 
 
PENITENCE. 225 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none ; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
 Leave, leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me ; 
 All my trust on thee is stayed ; 
 
 All my help from thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; 
 
 More than all in thee I find ; 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
 Just and holy is thy name ; 
 
 I am all unrighteousness ; 
 False and full of sin I am ; 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found — 
 
 Grace to cover all my sin ; 
 Let the healing stream abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within. 
 Thou of life the fountain art ; 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 Spring thou up within my heart ; 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 291 Humility and contrition, P. M. 
 
 Jesus, let thy pitying eye 
 
 Call back a wand'ring sheep ; 
 False to thee, like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep ; 
 Let me be by grace restored ; 
 
 On me be all long suff 'ring shown ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
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226 MAN. 
 
 2 Savior, Prince, enthroned above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart; 
 Give what I have long implored, 
 
 A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 3 For thy own compassion's sake, 
 
 The gracious wonder show ; 
 Cast my sins behind thy back, 
 
 And wash me white as snow ; 
 If thy bowels now are stirred, 
 
 If now I do myself bemoan, 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 292 The broken heart P. M. 
 
 Savior, see me from above, 
 
 Nor suffer me to die ; 
 Life and happiness and love, 
 
 Drop from thy gracious eye : 
 Speak the reconciling word, 
 
 And let thy mercy melt me down : 
 Turn and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 2 Look as when thine eye pursued 
 
 The first apostate man, — 
 Saw him welt'ring in his blood, 
 
 And bade him rise again ; 
 Speak my paradise restored ; 
 
 Redeem me by thy grace alone ; 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
PENITENCE. 227 
 
 3 Look, as when thy languid eye 
 
 Was closed that we might live ; 
 Father, (at the point to die, 
 
 My Savior prayed,) forgive ! 
 Surely with that dying word 
 
 He turns, and looks, and cries — "Tis done! 
 O, my bleeding, loving Lord, 
 
 Thou break'st my heart of stone. 
 
 293 The Sinner yielding. S. M. 
 
 And can I yet delay 
 
 My little all to give ? 
 To tear my soul from earth away, 
 
 For Jesus to receive ? 
 
 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield, 
 
 I can hold out no more ; 
 I sink, by dying love compelled, 
 And own thee conqueror. 
 
 3 Though late, I all forsake, 
 
 My friends, my all resign ; 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
 And seal me ever thine. 
 
 4 Gome, and possess me whole, 
 
 Nor hence again remove ; 
 Settle and fix my wavering soul 
 With all thy weight of love. 
 
 5 My one desire be this, 
 
 Thy onlyl. /vet. & know, 
 To seek and taste no other bliss, 
 No other good below. 
 
228 max. 
 
 6 My life, my portion, thou, 
 Thou all-sufficient art ; 
 My hope, my heavenly treasure now 
 Enter, and keep my heart. 
 
 294 "-^ broken and a contrite heart" S. M. 
 
 Now to thine altar, Lord, 
 
 A broken heart I bring, 
 And wilt thou graciously accept 
 
 Of such a worthless thing? 
 
 2 To Christ, the bleeding Lamb, 
 
 My faith directs her eyes ; 
 All other offerings are vain, 
 But not his sacrifice. 
 
 3 That moment he expired 
 
 The law was satisfied, 
 And now to its severest claims 
 I answer, " Jesus died ! " 
 
 295 Penitence desired. S. M. 
 
 O that I could repent, 
 
 With all my idols part, 
 And to thy gracious eye present 
 
 An humble, contrite heart ; 
 A heart with grief oppressed 
 
 For having grieved my God, 
 A troubled heart that cannot rest 
 
 Till sprinkled with thy blood. 
 
PENITENCE. 229 
 
 2 Jesus, on me bestow 
 
 The penitent desire ; 
 With true sincerity of woe 
 
 My aching breast inspire; 
 With softening pity look, 
 
 And melt my hardness down ; 
 Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
 
 And break this heart of stone. 
 
 296 Contrition desired. C. M. 
 
 O for that tenderness of heart 
 Which bows before the Lord, 
 
 Acknowledging how just thou art, 
 And trembling at thy word! 
 
 2 O for those humble, contrite tears 
 
 Which from repentance flow, 
 That consciousness of guilt which fears 
 The long-suspended blow ! 
 
 3 Savior, to me in pity give 
 
 The sensible distress ; 
 The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, 
 And bid me die in peace. 
 
 4 Wilt from the dreadful da;y remove, 
 
 Before the evil come ; 
 My spirit hide with saints above, 
 My body in the tomb. 
 
 297 Comfort sought C. M. 
 
 O thou, whose tender mercy hears 
 
 Contrition's humble sigh, 
 Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
 
 From sorrow's weeping eye, — 
 
230 MAN. 
 
 2 See ! low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wanderer mourn ; 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 Hast thou not said, return ? 
 
 3 Absent from thee, my Guide, my Light, 
 
 Without one cheering ray, 
 Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
 How desolate my way ! 
 
 4 O shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine, 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 298 Ood dwells with the contrite. C. M. 
 
 Thus speaks the high and lofty One: 
 My throne is fixed on high — 
 
 There, through eternity I hear 
 The praises of the sky. 
 
 2 Yet, looking down, I visit oft 
 
 The humble, hallowed cell, 
 And with the penitent who mourn, 
 J Tis my delight to dwell. 
 
 3 My presence heals the wounded heart, 
 
 The sad in spirit cheers ; 
 My presence, from the bed of dust, 
 The contrite sinner rears. 
 
PENITENCE. 231 
 
 4 I dwell with ail my humble saints 
 While they on earth remain ; 
 And they, exhalted, dwell with me, 
 With me forever reign. 
 
 299 Confession. C. M. 
 
 With tears of anguish I lament, 
 
 Here at thy feet, my God, 
 My passion, pride, and discontent, 
 
 And vile ingratitude. 
 
 2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, 
 
 So false as mine hath been, 
 So faithless to its promises, 
 So prone to every sin ! 
 
 3 My reason tells me thy commands 
 
 Are holy, just and true ; 
 Tells me whate'er my God demands 
 Is his most righteous due. 
 
 4 Reason I hear, her counsels weigh, 
 
 And all her words approve ; 
 But still I find it hard t' obey, 
 And harder yet to love. 
 
 5 How long, dear Savior, shall I feel 
 
 These stragglings in my breast? 
 When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, 
 And give my conscience rest ? 
 
 300 Mournful recollections — Hope. L. M. 
 O Lord, my God, in mercy turn, 
 
 In mercy hear the sinner mourn ! 
 
 To thee I call, to thee I cry, 
 
 O leave me, leave me not to die ! 
 
232 MAN. 
 
 2 I would not yield when thou didst draw, 
 I spurned thy grace, I mocked thy law; 
 The hour is past — the day's gone by, 
 And I am left alone to die. 
 
 3 O pleasures past, what are ye now 
 But thorns about my bleeding brow ! 
 Spectres that hover round my brain, 
 And aggravate and mock my pain. 
 
 4 For pleasure I have given my soul ; 
 Now, justice, let thy thunders roll ! 
 Now, vengeance, smite, and with a blow 
 Lay the rebellious ingrate low ! 
 
 5 Yet, Jesus, Jesus ! there I'll cling, 
 
 111 crowd beneath his sheltering wing ; 
 I'll clasp the cross, and, holding there, 
 E'en me, O bliss ! his wrath may spare. 
 
 301 Confessions. 7s. 
 
 God of mercy ! God of grace ! 
 
 Hear our sad, repentant songs ; 
 restore thy suppliant race, 
 
 Thou to whom our praise belongs ! 
 
 2 Deep regret for follies past, 
 
 Talents wasted — time misspent ; 
 Hearts debased by worldly cares, 
 Thankless for the blessings lent ; 
 
 3 Foolish fears, and fond desires, 
 
 Vain regrets, for things as vain, 
 Lips too solemn taught to praise, 
 Oft to murmur and complain, — 
 
PENITENCE. 233 
 
 4 These, and every secret fault, 
 
 Filled with grief and shame, we own ; 
 Humbled at thy feet we lie, 
 
 Seeking pardon from thy throne ! 
 
 5 God of mercy ! God of grace ! 
 
 Hear our sad repentant songs ; 
 O restore thy suppliant race, 
 
 Thou to whom our praise belongs. 
 
 302 "Like sheep have gone astray." C. M. 
 
 Almighty Father ! God of grace ! 
 
 We all, like sheep astray, 
 In folly from thy paths have turned, 
 
 Each to his sinful way. 
 
 2 Sins of omission and of act 
 
 Through all our lives abound ; 
 Alas ! in thought, and word, and deed, 
 No health in us is found. 
 
 3 O spare us, Lord ! in mercy spare ! 
 
 Our contrite souls restore, 
 Through him who suffered on the cross, 
 And man's transgressions bore. 
 
 4 And grant, Father, for his sake, 
 
 That we, through all our days, 
 A just and godly life may lead, 
 To thine eternal praise. 
 
234 MAN. 
 
 303 Exercise of Faith. S. M. 
 
 Ah ! whither should I go, 
 
 Burdened, and sick, ^nd faint? 
 To whom should I my troubles show, 
 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 My Savior bids me come, 
 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
 He calls the weary sinner home, 
 
 And yet from him I stay ! 
 
 2 What is it keeps me back, 
 
 From which I cannot part, 
 Which will not let my Savior take 
 
 Possession of my heart ? 
 Some cursed thing unkuown 
 
 Must surely lurk within, 
 Some idol w T hich I will not own, 
 
 Some secret bosom-sin. 
 
 3 Jesus, the hindrance show, 
 
 Which I have feared to see, 
 And let me now consent to know 
 
 What keeps me out of thee. 
 Searcher of hearts, in mine 
 
 The trying pow r er display ; 
 Into its darkest corners shine, 
 
 And take the veil away. 
 
 304 The Refuge. S. M. 
 
 Jesus ! I come to thee, 
 
 A sinner doomed to die ; 
 My only refuge is thy cross, 
 
 Here at thy feet I lie. 
 
PENITENCE. 235 
 
 2 Can mercy reach my case, 
 
 And all my sins remove ? 
 Break, O my God ! this heart of stone, 
 And melt it by thy love. 
 
 3 Too long my soul has gone 
 
 Far from my God astray ; 
 I've sported on the brink of hell, 
 In sin's delusive way. 
 
 4 But, Lord ! my heart is fixed, 
 
 I hope in thee alone ; 
 Break off the chains of sin and death, 
 And bind me to thy throne. 
 
 5 Thy blood can cleanse my heart, 
 
 Thy hand can wipe my tears ; 
 Oh ! send thy blessed Spirit down 
 To banish all my fears. 
 
 6 Then shall my soul arise, 
 
 From sin and Satan free ; 
 Redeemed from hell and every foe, 
 I'll trust alone in thee. 
 
 305 Confession and Entreaty. S. M. 
 
 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, 
 Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; 
 Hear, oh ! hear my earnest cry, 
 Frown not, lest I faint and die. 
 
 2 Vilest of the sons of men, — 
 Chief of sinners I have been ; 
 Oft abused thee to thy face, 
 Trampled on thy richest grace. 
 
236 MAN. - 
 
 3 Justly might thy righteous dart 
 Pierce this bleeding, broken heart ; 
 Justly might thine angry breath 
 Blast me in eternal death. 
 
 4 But with thee there's mercy found, 
 Balm to heal my every wound : 
 Soothe, oh ! soothe the troubled breast, 
 Give the weary wanderer rest. 
 
 306 Entreaty. C. M. 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 
 
 A guilty sinner lies ; 
 And upward, to thy mercy-seat, 
 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 2 Let not thy justice frown me hence ; 
 
 Oh ! stay the vengeful storm ; 
 Forbid it, that Omnipotence 
 Should crush a feeble worm. 
 
 3 If tears of sorrow could suffice 
 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 Tears should, from both my weeping eyes,. 
 In ceaseless currents flow. 
 
 4 But no such sacrifice I plead 
 
 To expiate my guilt ; 
 No tears, but those which thou hast shed, 
 No blood but thou hast spilt. 
 
 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! 
 
 And all my sins forgive ; 
 Then justice will approve the word 
 That bids the sinner live. 
 
PENITENCE. 237 
 
 307 Hardness of Heart lamented. L. M. 
 
 O for a glance of heav'nly day, 
 To take this stubborn heart away, 
 And thaw with beams of love divine 
 This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 
 
 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake 
 The seas can roar ; the mountains shake ; 
 Of feeling all things show some sign, 
 But this unfeeling heart of mine. 
 
 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
 O Lord, an adamant might melt ; 
 But I can read each moving line, 
 And nothing moves this heart of mine. 
 
 4 Thy judgments, too, which devils fear, 
 Amazing thought! unmov'd I hear: 
 Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
 To stir this stupid heart of mine. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit ! mighty God ! 
 Apply to me the Savior's blood ; 
 'Tis his rich blood, and his alone, 
 
 Can move and melt this heart of stone. 
 
 308 Mourning on account of Sin. L. M. 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone ! 
 
 O that I could at last submit 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down, 
 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 
 
238 MAN. 
 
 2 When shall mine eyes behold the Lamb ? 
 
 The God of my salvation see? 
 
 Weary, Lord, thou know'tt I am, 
 
 Yet still I cannot come to thee. 
 
 3 Rest for my soul I long to find ; 
 
 Savior of all, if mine thou art 
 Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 4 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
 
 And fully set my spirit free ; 
 I cannot rest till pure within, 
 Till I am wholly lost in thee. 
 
 5 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 
 
 Thy light and easy burden prove, 
 The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, 
 The labor of thy dying love. 
 
 6 I would, but thou must give the power, 
 
 My heart from every sin release; 
 Bring near, brins: near the joyful hour, 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace ! 
 
 7 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; 
 Appear, in my poor heart, appear ! 
 My God, my Savior, come away. 
 
 309 Pleading the 'promises. C. M. 
 
 Mercy alone can meet my case ; 
 
 For mercy, Lord, I cry : 
 Jesus, Redeemer, show thy face 
 
 In mercy, or I die : — 
 
PENITENCE. 239 
 
 2 I perish, and my doom were just ; 
 
 But wilt thou leave me ?— No : 
 I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust ; 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 3 Still sure to me thy promise stands, 
 
 And ever must abide ; 
 Behold it written on thy hands, 
 And graven in thy side. 
 
 4 To this, this only will I cleave ; 
 
 Thy word is all my plea : 
 That word is truth, and I believe ; 
 Have mercy, Lord, on me. 
 
 310 The Soul casting itself on Christ CM. 
 
 Approach, my sou], the mercy seat, 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this I venture nigh ; 
 Thou callest burdened souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord, am I. 
 
 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely pressed, 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 
 
 That, sheltered near thy side, 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him, Jesus died. 
 
240 MAN. 
 
 5 Oh ! wondrous love, to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 That guilty rebels, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name ! 
 
 311 The only Plea. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee, 
 Lost and undone, for aid I flee ; 
 Weary of earth, myself and sin : 
 Open thine arms, and take me in. 
 
 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 
 
 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; 
 Dark, till in me thine image shine, 
 And lost, I am, till thou art mine. 
 
 3 At last I own it cannot be 
 
 That I should fit myself for thee : 
 Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 
 Thine is the work, and only thine. 
 
 4 What shall I say thy grace to move ? 
 Lord, I am sin, — but thou art love : 
 I give up every plea beside, — 
 Lord, I am lost — but thou hast died. 
 
 312 Lying at the Cross. S. M. 
 
 Father, I dare believe 
 
 Thee merciful and true ; 
 Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, 
 
 My fallen soul renew. 
 
PENITENCE. 241 
 
 2 Come then, for Jesus' sake, 
 
 And bid my heart be clean, 
 An end of all my troubles make, 
 An end of all my sin. 
 
 3 I cannot wash my heart, 
 
 But by believing thee, 
 And waiting for thy blood t' impart 
 The spotless purity. 
 
 4 While at thy cross I lie, 
 
 Jesus, thy grace bestow ; 
 Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, 
 And I am white as snow. 
 
 FORGIVENESS. 
 
 313 Happy. P. M. 
 
 How happy are they 
 
 Who their Savior obey, 
 And have laid up their treasure above ! 
 
 Tongue cannot express 
 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 Of a soul in it earliest love. 
 
 2 That comfort was mine 
 
 When the favor divine 
 I first found in the blood of the Lamb, 
 
 When my heart it believed, 
 
 What a joy I received, 
 What a heaven in Jesus' name ! 
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242 MAN. 
 
 3 'Twas a heaven below 
 My Redeemer to know ; 
 
 The angels could do nothing more 
 
 Then to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat, 
 And the Lover of sinners adore. 
 
 4 Jesus, all the day long, 
 Wa6 my joy and my song: 
 
 O that all his salvation might see: 
 He hath loved me, I cried, 
 He hath suffered and died 
 
 To redeem such a rebel as me. 
 
 5 On the wings of his love 
 I was carried above 
 
 All sin and temptation and pain : 
 I could not believe 
 That I ever should grieve, 
 
 That I ever should suffer again. 
 
 6 I rode on the sky, 
 Freely justified I, 
 
 Nor did envy Elijah his seat; 
 
 My soul mounted higher, 
 
 In a chariot of fire. 
 And the moon — it was under my feet. 
 
 7 O the rapturous height 
 Of that holy delight 
 
 Which I felt in the life-giving blood 
 
 Of my Savior possessed, 
 
 I was perfectly blest, 
 As if filled with the fullness of God. 
 
FORGIVENESS. 243 
 
 314 Love to the Savior. P. M. 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord ; 
 'Tis thy Savior — hear his word : 
 Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee — ■ 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? 
 
 2 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
 That my love is, still so faint, 
 Yet I love thee and adore ; 
 
 for grace to love thee more ! 
 
 315 The highway of holiness. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven has gone, — 
 He, whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue ; 
 The narrow way I'll keep in view : 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 
 The road that leads from banishment, — 
 The King's highway of holiness, 
 I'll go for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourned because I found it not ; 
 My grief a burden long had been, 
 Because I was not saved from sin. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 
 1 felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
 Till late I heard my Savior say, 
 Come hither, soul, I am the way. 
 
244 MAN. 
 
 5 La! glad I come; and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shalt take me to thee, as I am ; 
 Nothing but sin have I to give, 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 6 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Savior I have found ; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And say, Behold the way to God. 
 
 316 Voivs remembered and renewed. L. M. 
 
 O happy day that fixed my choice 
 
 On thee, my Savior and my God ! 
 Well may this glowing heart rej ice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
 
 To Him who merits all my love ; 
 Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
 While to that sacred shrine I move. 
 
 3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done : 
 
 I am my Lord's and he is mine ; 
 He drew me, and I followed on, 
 
 Charmed to confess the voice divine. 
 
 4 Now rest, my long divided heart ; 
 
 Fixed on this blissful center, rest ; 
 Nor ever from my Lord depart ; 
 With him of every good possessed. 
 
 5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
 
 That vow renewed shall daily hear, 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
FORGIVENESS. . 245 
 
 317 "Abba Father." P.M. 
 
 Arise, my soul arise; 
 
 Shake off thy guilty fears, 
 The bleeding sacrifice, 
 
 In my behalf appears ; 
 Before the throne my Surety stands, 
 My name is written on his hands. 
 
 2 He ever lives above, 
 
 For me to intercede ; 
 His all-redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood, to plead; 
 His blood atoned for all our race, 
 And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears 
 
 Received on Calvary; 
 They pour effectual prayers, 
 
 They strongly plead for me : 
 Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, 
 Nor let that ransomed sinner die. 
 
 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed One ; 
 He cannot turn away 
 
 The presence of his Son ; 
 His Spirit answers to the blood, 
 And tells me I am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconciled ; 
 
 His pard'ning voice I hear ; 
 He owns me for his child ; 
 
 I can no longer fear ; 
 With confidence I now draw nigh, 
 And, Father, Abba, Father, cry. 
 
246 MAN. 
 
 318 The bliss of assurance. L. M. 
 
 Lord, how secure and blest are they 
 Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ; 
 
 Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 
 Their minds have heaven and peace within. 
 
 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
 
 Made up of innocence and love ; 
 And soft and silent as the shades, 
 Their nightly minutes gently move. 
 
 3 Quick as their thoughts, their joys come on 
 
 But fly not half so swift away ; 
 Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
 And calm as summer evenings be. 
 
 4 How oft they look to th' heavenly hills, 
 
 Where groves of living pleasures grow; 
 And longing hopes and cheerful smiles, 
 Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 
 
 5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys, 
 
 But spend the day and share the night, 
 In numbering o'er the richer joys 
 
 That heaven prepares for their delight. 
 
 319 God reconciled in Christ CM. 
 
 Dearest of all the names above, 
 
 My Jesus and my God, 
 Who can resist thy heavenly love 
 
 Or trifle with thy blood ? 
 
FORGIVENESS. 247 
 
 2 Tis by the merits of thy death 
 
 The Father smiles again; 
 'Tis by thine interceding breath 
 The Spirit dwells with men. 
 
 3 Till God in human flesh I see, 
 
 My thoughts no comfort find; 
 The holy, just, and sacred Three 
 Are terrors to my mind. 
 
 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, 
 
 My hope, my joy, begius; 
 His name forbids my slavish fear, 
 His grace removes my sins. 
 
 5 While Jews on their own law 7 rely, 
 
 And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
 I love the incarnate mystery, 
 And there I fix my trust. 
 
 320 Penitential gratitude. C. M. 
 
 Eise, O my soul, the hours review, 
 When awed by guilt and fear, 
 
 To heaven for grace thou durst not sue, 
 Nor foundest rescue here. 
 
 2 Thy tears are dried, thy griefs are fled, 
 Dispelled each bitter care ; 
 For heaven itself has lent its aid 
 To save thee from despair. 
 
248 MAN. 
 
 3 Here, then, O God ! thy work fulfill, 
 
 And from thy mercy's throne, 
 Vouchsafe me strength to do thy will, 
 And to resist my own. 
 
 4 So shall my soul each power employ, 
 
 Thy mercy to adore; 
 While heaven itself proclaims with joy- 
 "One pardoned sinner more!" 
 
 JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 
 
 321 "The substance of things hoped for." CM. 
 
 Faith is the brightest evidence 
 
 Of things beyond our sight ; 
 It pierces through the veil of sense, 
 
 And dwells in heavenly light. 
 
 2 It sets time past in present view, 
 
 Brings distant prospects home, 
 Of things a thousand years ago, 
 Or thousands yet to come. 
 
 3 By faith we know the world was made 
 
 By God's almighty word ; 
 We know the heavens and earth shall fade, 
 And be again restored. 
 
 4 Abra'm obeyed the Lord's command, 
 
 From his own country driven ; 
 By faith he sought a promised land, 
 But found his rest in heaven. 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 249 
 
 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, 
 The promise in our eye ; 
 By faith we walk the narrow way, 
 That leads to joy on high. 
 
 322 Faith must be operative. C. M. 
 
 Mistaken souls! that dream of heaven, 
 And make their empty boast 
 
 Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, 
 While they are slaves to lust. 
 
 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 
 
 If faith be cold and dead ; 
 
 None but a living power unites 
 
 To Christ, the living Head. 
 
 3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart, 
 
 'Tis faith that works by love, 
 
 That bids all sinful joys depart, 
 
 And lifts the thoughts above. 
 
 4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell, 
 
 By a celestial power ; 
 This is the grace that shall prevail 
 In the decisive hour. 
 
 5 Faith must obey her Father's will, 
 
 As well as trust his grace ; 
 A pard'ning God is jealous still 
 For his own holiness. 
 
 6 When from the curse he sets us free, 
 
 He makes our nature clean ; 
 Nor would he send his Son to be 
 The minister of sin. 
 
250 MAN. 
 
 7 His Spirit purifies our frame, 
 
 And seals our peace with God ; 
 Jesus, and his salvation, came 
 By water and by blood. 
 
 323 Faith inspires joy and courage. L. M. 
 
 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 
 
 We walk through deserts dark as night; 
 
 Till we arrive at heaven our home, 
 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2 The want of sight she well supplies, 
 
 She makes the pearly gates appear; 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 
 
 While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 
 Though lions roar and tempests blow, 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 4 So Abra'm, by divine command, 
 
 Left his own house to walk with God ; 
 His faith beheld the promised land, 
 And fired his zeal along the road. 
 
 324 Prayer for increase of faith. L. M. 
 
 Author of faith, eternal Word, 
 
 (Whose Spirit breathes the active flame, 
 
 Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, 
 To-day as yesterday the same.) 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 251 
 
 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
 
 And ask the gift unspeakable ; 
 Increase in us the kindred fire, 
 In us the work of faith fulfil. 
 
 3 By faith we know thee strong to save : 
 
 (Save us, a present Savior thou !) 
 
 Whate'er we hope, by faith we have, 
 
 Future and past subsisting now. 
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 4 To him that in thy name believes 
 
 Eternal life with thee is given ; 
 Into himself he all receives, 
 
 Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 
 
 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
 
 Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, 
 With strong commanding evidence, 
 Their heavenly origin display. 
 
 6 Faith lends its realizing light — 
 
 The clouds disperse, the shadows fly ; 
 Th' invisible appears in sight, 
 And God is seen by mortal eye. 
 
 325 Peace in believing, C. M. 
 
 Jesus, to thee I now can fly, 
 
 On whom my help is laid ; 
 Oppressed by sin, I lift my eye, 
 
 And see the shadows fade. 
 
 2 Believing on my Lord, I find 
 A sure and present aid ; 
 On thee alone my constant mind 
 Is every moment stayed. 
 
252 MAN. 
 
 3 Whate'er in me seems wise or good, 
 
 Or strong, I here disclaim ; 
 I wash my garments in the blood 
 Of the atoning Lamb. 
 
 4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest, 
 
 On thee will I depend, 
 Till summoned to the marriage feast, 
 When faith in sight shall end. 
 
 326 "Joy in heaven over one sinner" &e. C. M. 
 
 O how divine, how sweet the joy 
 
 When but one sinner turns, 
 And, with an humble, broken heart, 
 
 His sins and errors mourns. 
 
 2 Pleased with the news, the saints below 
 
 In songs their tongues employ ; 
 Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
 And heaven is filled with joy. 
 
 3 Well pleased, the Father sees, and hears 
 
 The conscious sinner's moan ; 
 
 Jesus receives him in his arms, 
 
 And claims him for his own. 
 
 4 Nor angels can their joys contain, 
 
 But kindle with new fire; 
 "The sinner lost is found!" they sing, 
 And strike the sounding lyre. 
 
 327 The Prodigal made welcome. L. M. 
 
 Who can describe the joys that rise 
 Through all the courts of Paradise, 
 To see a prodigal return, 
 To see an heir of glory born ? 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 253 
 
 2 With joy the Father doth approve 
 The fruit of his eternal love ; 
 
 The Son with joy looks down and sees 
 The purchase of his agonies. 
 
 3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
 The holy soul he formed anew, 
 And saints and angels join to sing 
 The growing empire of their King. 
 
 328 Holy Desires. S. M. 
 
 Jesus, my strength, my hope, 
 
 On thee I cast my care, 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 
 And know thou hear'st my prayer : 
 Give me on thee to wait, 
 
 Till I can all things do, 
 On thee, almighty to create, 
 
 Almighty to renew. 
 
 2 I want a sober mind, 
 
 A self-renouncing will, 
 That tramples down and casts behind 
 
 The baits of pleasing ill ; 
 A soul inured to pain, 
 
 To hardship, grief, and loss, 
 Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 
 
 The consecrated cross. 
 
 3 I want a godly fear, 
 
 A quick-discerning eye, 
 That looks to thee when sin is near, 
 
 And sees the tempter fly ; 
 A spirit still prepared, 
 
 And armed with jealous care, 
 For ever standing on its guard, 
 
 And watching unto prayer. 
 
254 MAN. 
 
 329 Flying to Jesus. C. M. 
 
 All glory to the dying Lamb, 
 
 And never-ceasing praise, 
 While angels live to know thy name, 
 
 Or men to feel thy grace. 
 
 2 With this cold, stony heart of mine, 
 
 Jesus, to thee I flee, 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renewed by thee. 
 
 3 O may the uncorrupted seed 
 
 Abide and reign within, 
 And thy life-giving word forbid 
 My new-born soul to sin. 
 
 4 Father, I wait before thy throne, 
 
 Call me a child of thine ; 
 Send down the Spirit of thy Son, 
 To form my heart divine. 
 
 5 There shed thy promised love abroad, 
 
 And make my comfort strong ; 
 Then shall I say, "My Father, God," 
 With an unwavering tongue. 
 
 330 " We shall see Him as he is." S. M. 
 
 Behold, what wondrous grace 
 
 The Father has bestowed 
 On sinners of the mortal race, 
 
 To call them Sons of God ! 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 255 
 
 2 'Tis no surprising thing 
 
 That we should be unknown ; 
 The Jewish world knew not their King, 
 God's well-beloved Son. 
 
 3 Nor doth it yet appear 
 
 How great we must be made ; 
 But when we see our Savior here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 
 4 A hope so much divine 
 
 May trials well endure, 
 May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
 As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 
 
 5 If in my Father's love 
 
 I share a filial part, 
 Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 6 We would no longer lie 
 
 Like slaves beneath thy throne ; 
 Our faith shall "Abba, Father," cry, 
 And thou the kindred own. 
 
 331 Witness of the Spirit. S. M. 
 
 How can a sinner know 
 
 His sins on earth forgiven ? 
 How can my gracious Savior show 
 
 My name inscribed in heaven ? 
 
 2 What we have felt and seen 
 With confidence we tell ; 
 And publish to the sons of men 
 The signs infallible. 
 
256 MAN. 
 
 3 We who in Christ believe, 
 
 That he for us hath died, 
 We all his unknown peace receive, 
 And feel his blood applied. 
 
 4 Exults our rising soul, 
 
 Disburthened of her load, 
 And swells unutterably full 
 Of glory and of God. 
 
 5 His love, surpassing far 
 
 The love of all beneath, 
 We find within our hearts, and dare 
 The pointless darts of death. 
 
 6 Stronger than death or hell 
 
 The sacred power w T e prove ; 
 And, conqu'rors of the world, we dwell 
 In heaven, who dwell in love. 
 
 332 Old things passed away. C. M. 
 
 Let carnal minds the world pursue; 
 
 It hath no charms for me; 
 Once I admired its trifles too, 
 
 But grace has set me free. 
 
 2 Its fading charms no longer please, 
 
 No more content afford ; 
 Far from my heart be joys like these, 
 Now I have known the Lord. 
 
 3 As by the light of opening day 
 
 The stars are all concealed, 
 So earthly pleasures fade away 
 When Jesus is revealed. 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 257 
 
 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, 
 
 I bid them all depart ; 
 His name, and love, and gracious voice 
 Have fixed my roving heart. 
 
 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, 
 
 And wholly live to thee ; 
 But may I hope that thou wilt own 
 A worthless worm like me. 
 
 6 Yes, though of sinners I am worst, 
 
 I cannot doubt thy will, 
 For if thou hadst not loved me first, 
 I had refused thee still. 
 
 333 Jesus precious, 8s & 7s. 
 
 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus, 
 
 Only thee I wish to sing : 
 To my soul thy name is precious, 
 
 Thou my prophet, priest, and king. 
 
 2 Oh, what mercy flows from heav'n, 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness ! 
 Love I much ? I've much forgiv'n — 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 3 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcern'd in sin I lay ; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Savior passed that way. 
 
 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n, 
 
 My Redeemer's tenderness ! 
 Love I much ? — I've much forgiv'n — 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
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258 MAN. 
 
 5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ; 
 
 Praise the Lamb enthron'd above ; 
 While astonish'd I admire 
 
 God's free grace and boundless love. 
 
 6 That bless'd moment I received him 
 
 Fill'd my soul with joy and peace ; 
 Love I much ? — IVe much forgiv'n — 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 334 The loving-kindness of the Lord. L. M. 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Kedeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from me, — 
 His loving-kindness, O how free! 
 
 2 He saw me ruined by the fall, 
 Yet loved me notwithstanding ail; 
 He saved me from my lost estate, — 
 His loving-kindness, O how great ! 
 
 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my w r ay oppose; 
 He safelv leads my soul along, — 
 
 His loving-kindness, O how strong ! 
 
 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathered thick and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood, — 
 His loving-kindness, O how good ! 
 
 5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart ; 
 But though I have him oft forgot, 
 His loving-kindness changes not. 
 
JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 259 
 
 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 
 
 may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 7 Then let me mount and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day, 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving kindness in the skies. 
 
 335 Dependence on Christ L. M. 
 
 My hope, my all, my Savior thou, 
 To thee my soul I humbly bow, 
 
 1 feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 
 I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way ; 
 Protect me through my life's short day : 
 In all my acts by wisdom guide, 
 
 And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 
 
 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ! 
 As I have need, my Savior be; 
 And, if I would from thee depart, 
 Then clasp me, Savior, to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
 Save me from sin and Satan's power ; 
 Tear every idol from thy throne, 
 And reign, my Savior, reign alone. 
 
 5 My suffering time shall soon be o'er, 
 Then shall I sigh and weep no more; 
 My ransom'd soul shall soar away, 
 To sing thy praise in endless day. 
 
260 MAN. 
 
 336 Amazing grace. C. M. 
 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 
 That saved a wretch like me ! 
 
 I once was lost, but now am found — 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
 
 And grace my fears reliev'd ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first believ'd. 
 
 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, 
 
 I have already come ; 
 'Tds grace that brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 I shall possess within the veil 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 
 
 337 Best from sin. C. M. 
 
 Lord I believe a rest remains 
 
 To all thy people known, 
 A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
 
 And thou art loved alone. 
 
 2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
 Is fixed on things above, 
 Where pride and unbelief expire, 
 Cast out by perfect love. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 261 
 
 3 O that I now the rest might know, 
 
 Believe and enter in ! 
 Now, Savior, now the power bestow, 
 And let me cease from sin. 
 
 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, 
 
 This unbelief remove ; 
 To me the rest of faith impart, 
 The Sabbath of thy love. 
 
 5 I would be thine, thou know'st I would, 
 
 And have thee all my own ; 
 Thee, O my all-sufficient Good, 
 I want, and thee alone. 
 
 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant— 
 
 This, only this be given ; 
 Nothing beside my God I want, 
 Nothing in earth or heaven. 
 
 338 Entire Sanctification. C. M. 
 
 My God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
 
 And will not quit my claim, 
 Till all I have is lost in thine, 
 
 And all renewed I am. 
 
 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
 
 And will not let thee go, 
 Till steadfastly by faith I stand, 
 And all thy goodness know. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine all-victorious love 
 
 Shed in my heart abroad ; 
 Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fixed in God. 
 
262 MAN. 
 
 4 that in me the saered fire 
 
 Might now begin to glow, 
 Burn up the dross and base desire 
 And make the mountains flow. 
 
 5 that it now from heaven might fall, 
 
 And all my sins consume ; 
 Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call, 
 Spirit of burning, come. 
 
 6 Refining fire, go through my heart, 
 
 Illuminate my soul ; 
 Scatter thy life through every part; 
 And sanctify the whole. 
 
 339 Prayer for Perfect Love, C. M. 
 
 O Jesus, at thy ieet we wait, 
 
 Till thou shalt bid us rise, 
 Restored to our un sinning state, 
 
 To love's sweet Paradise. 
 
 2 Savior from sin, we thee receive ; 
 
 From all indwelling sin 
 Thy blood, we steadfastly believe, 
 Shall make us throughly clean. 
 
 3 Since thou wouldst have us free from sin, 
 
 And pure as those above, 
 Make haste to bring thy nature in, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
 4 The counsel of thy love fulfil, 
 
 Come quickly gracious Lord ! 
 Be it according to thy will, 
 According to thy word. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 263 
 
 5 O that the perfect grace were given, 
 The love diffused abroad ! 
 O that our hearts were all a heaven, 
 For ever filled with God! 
 
 340 The only plea. CM. 
 
 For ever here my rest shall be, 
 
 Close to thy bleeding side ; 
 This all my hope and all my plea, 
 
 "For me the Savior died." 
 
 2 My dying Savior and my God, 
 
 Fountain for guilt and sin, 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
 And cleanse and keep me clean. 
 
 3 Wash me and make me thus thine own ! 
 
 Wash me, and mine thou art ! 
 Wash me, but not my feet alone, 
 My hands, my head, my heart ! 
 
 4 The atonement of thy blood apply, 
 
 Till faith to sight improve, 
 Till hope in full fruition die, 
 And all my soul be love. 
 
 341 Imvard Purity. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, my life, thyself apply, 
 
 The Holy Spirit breathe ; 
 My vile affections crucify, 
 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
264 MAN. 
 
 2 Conq'ror of hell, and earth, and sin, 
 
 Still with the rebel strive ; 
 Enter my soul, and work within, 
 And kill, and make alive. 
 
 3 More of thy life, and more, I have, 
 
 As the old Adam dies ; 
 Bury me, Savior, in thy grave, 
 That I with thee may rise. 
 
 4 Reign in me, Lord, thy foes control ; 
 
 Who w T ould not own thy sw r ay? 
 Diffuse thine image through my soul, 
 Shine to the perfect day. 
 
 5 Scatter the last remains of sin, 
 
 And seal me thine abode ; 
 O make me glorious all within, 
 A temple, built by God ! 
 
 342 Longing for Purity. C. M. 
 
 Jesus hath died that I might live, 
 
 Might live to God alone, 
 In him eternal life receive, 
 
 And be in spirit one. 
 
 2 Savior, I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift unspeakable, 
 And wait with arms of faith to embrace, 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 
 
 The perfect bliss to prove ; 
 My longing heart is all on fire 
 To be dissolved in love. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 265 
 
 4 Give me thyself! from every boast, 
 
 From every wish set free, 
 Let all I am in thee be lost, 
 But give thyself to me ! 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas, cannot suffice, 
 
 Unless thyself be given ; 
 Thy presence makes my Paradise, 
 And where thou art is heaven ! 
 
 343 For full Salvation, CM. 
 
 I ask the gift of righteousness, 
 
 The sin-subduing power, 
 Power to believe and go in peace, 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 2 I ask the blood-bought pardon sealed, 
 
 The liberty from sin, 
 The grace infused, the love revealed, 
 The kingdom fixed within. 
 
 3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray, 
 
 Thou seest my heart's desire ; 
 Made ready in thy powerful day, 
 Thy fullness I require. 
 
 4 My vehement soul cries out oppressed, 
 
 Impatient to be freed ; 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, 
 Till I am saved indeed. 
 
 5 Art thou not able to convert, 
 
 Art thou not willing too, 
 To change this old rebellious heart, 
 To conquer and renew ? 
 
266 MAN. 
 
 6 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe ; 
 So arm me with thy power, 
 That I to sin shall never cleave, 
 Shall never feel it more. 
 
 344 Joy in the prospect of Holiness. C. M. 
 
 O joyful sound of gospel grace ! 
 
 Christ shall in me appear ; 
 I, even I shall see his face, 
 
 I shall be holy here. 
 
 2 The glorious crown of righteousness 
 
 To me reached out I view ; 
 Conqueror through him, I soon shall seize 
 And wear it as my due. 
 
 3 The promised land from Pisgah's top 
 
 I now exult to see ; 
 My hope is full, O glorious hope! 
 Of immortality. 
 
 4 He visits now the house of clay, 
 
 He shakes his future home ; 
 O wouldst thou, Lord, on this glad day, 
 Into thy temple come ! 
 
 5 With me, I know, I feel thou art ; 
 
 But this cannot suffice, 
 Unless thou plantest in my heart 
 A constant Paradise. 
 
 6 Come, O my God, thyself reveal, 
 
 Fill all this mighty void; 
 Thou only canst my spirit fill — 
 Come, my God, my God. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 267 
 
 345 -4 closer walk. C. M. 
 
 for a closer walk with God — 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 Where is the soul refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ; 
 
 1 hate the sins that make thee mourn 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame ; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
268 MAN. 
 
 346 No joy without Christ P. M. 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours 
 
 When Jesus no longer I see ! 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers, 
 
 Have all lost their sweetness to me ; 
 The midsummer sun shines but dim, 
 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay : 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 
 December's as pleasant as May. 
 
 2 His name yields the sweetest perfume, 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice ; 
 His presence disperses my gloom, 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice ; 
 I should, were he always thus nigh, 
 
 Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 
 No mortal so happy as I, 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 3 Content with beholding his face, 
 
 My all to his pleasure resigned, 
 No changes of season or place 
 
 Could make any change in my mind ; 
 While blest with the sense of his love, 
 
 A palace a toy would appear ; 
 And precious would palaces prove, 
 
 If Jesus would dwell with me there, 
 
 4 My Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song, 
 Say, why do I languish and pine ? 
 
 And why are my winters so long ? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul cheering presence restore; 
 O take me to thee up on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 269 
 
 347 Seeking God. C. M. 
 
 Oh that I knew the secret place, 
 Where I might find my God ! 
 
 I'd spread my wants before his face, 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, — 
 
 What sorrows I sustain, 
 How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
 And leave my heart in pain. 
 
 3 He knows what arguments I'd take, 
 
 To wrestle with my God ; 
 I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
 And for my Savior's blood. 
 
 4 My God will pity my complaints, 
 
 And heal my broken bones ; 
 He takes the meaning of his saints, 
 The language of their groans. 
 
 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 
 
 And banish every fear ; 
 He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
 To spread thy sorrows there. 
 
 348 Delight in God. C. M. 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys, 
 
 The life of my delights, 
 The glory of my brightest days, 
 
 And comfort of my nights. 
 
270 MAN. 
 
 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ; 
 Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 
 And thou my rising sun. 
 
 3 The opening heavens around me shine 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss, 
 If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
 And whispers I am his. 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that transporting word, 
 Run up with joy the shining way, 
 To see and praise my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
 
 I'd break through every foe ; 
 The wings of love and arms of faith 
 Would bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
 349 Rejoicing in Jesus. P. M. 
 
 O thou God of m\ salvation, 
 
 My Redeemer from all sin ; 
 Moved by thy divine compassion, 
 
 Thou hast died my heart to win ; 
 I will praise thee; 
 
 Where shall I thy praise begin ? 
 
 2 Though unseen, I love the Savior ; 
 He hath brought salvation near; 
 Manifests his pard'ning favor ; 
 And when Jesus doth appear, 
 
 Soul and body 
 Shall his glorious image bear. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 271 
 
 3 While the angel choirs are crying 
 
 Glory to the great I AM, 
 I with them will still be vying — 
 Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious 
 Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 
 
 4 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 
 Unperceived amid the throng ; 
 Wondering at the love that crowned us, 
 Glad to join the holy song ; 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 Love and praise to Christ belong ! 
 
 350 Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above : 
 Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it ; 
 
 Mount of thy redeeming love ; 
 
 2 Here Til raise mine Ebenezer ; 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
272 MAN. 
 
 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be! 
 Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wond'ring heart to thee; 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love ; 
 Here's my heart, O take and seal it ; 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 351 Walking with God. C. M. 
 
 Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 
 While here on earth we rove ; 
 
 Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
 The kindling of thy love. 
 
 2 With thee conversing, we forget 
 
 All time, and toil, and care ; 
 Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
 If thou, my God, art here. 
 
 3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
 
 And bid my heart rejoice ; 
 My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 
 And echo to thy voice. 
 
 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; — 
 
 'Tis all I wish to seek ; 
 To attend the whispers of thy grace, 
 And hear thee only speak. 
 
 5 Let this my every hour employ, 
 
 Till I thy glory see ; 
 Enter into my Master's joy, 
 And find my heaven in thee. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 273 
 
 352 Hope of Perfect Love. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 glorious hope of perfect love ! 
 It lifts me up to things above, 
 
 It bears on eagles' wings ; 
 It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
 And makes me for a time to feast 
 
 With Jesus' priests and kings. 
 
 2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 
 
 1 stand and from the mountain top 
 See all the land below ; 
 
 Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
 And all the fruits of Paradise 
 In endless plenty grow. 
 
 3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
 Favored with God's peculiar smile, 
 
 With every blessing blest: 
 There dwells the Lord, our righteousness, 
 And keeps his own in perfect peace 
 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 4 O that I might at once go up, 
 No more on this side Jordan stop, 
 
 But now the land possess ; 
 This moment end my legal years, 
 Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears, 
 
 A howling wilderness. 
 
 353 Nearness to God. C. M. 
 
 O could I find, from day to day, 
 
 A nearness to my God, 
 Then should my hours glide sweet aw r ay, 
 
 While leaning on his word. 
 
274 MAN. 
 
 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live 
 
 Anew from day to day, 
 In joys the world can never give, 
 And never take away. 
 
 3 Oh, Jesus, come and rule my heart, 
 
 And make me wholly thine, 
 That I may never more depart, 
 Nor grieve thy love diviue. 
 
 4 Thus till my last expiring breath 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
 And when my flesh dissolves in death, 
 My soul shall love thee more. 
 
 354 " To whom shall we go f " C. M. 
 
 To whom, my Savior, shall I go, 
 
 If I depart from thee ? 
 My guide through all this vale of woe, 
 
 And more than all to me. 
 
 2 The world reject thy gentle reign, 
 
 And pay thy death with scorn ; 
 Oh, they could plat thy crown again, 
 And sharpen every thorn. 
 
 3 But I have felt thy aying love 
 
 Breathe gently through my heart. 
 To whisper hope of joys above, — 
 And can we ever part? 
 
 4 Ah, no, with thee I'll walk below, 
 
 My journey to the grave ; 
 To whom, my Savior, shall I go, 
 When only thou canst save? 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 275 
 
 355 "The chief est among ten thousand." C. M. 
 
 Compared with Christ, in all beside 
 
 No comeliness I see ; 
 The one thing needful, dearest Lord, 
 
 Is to be one with thee. 
 
 2 The sense of thy expiring love 
 
 Into my soul convey : 
 Thyself bestow ! for thee alone r 
 My all in all, I pray. 
 
 3 Less than thyself will not suffice, 
 
 My comfort to restore : 
 More than thyself I cannot crave ; 
 And thou canst give no more. 
 
 4 Whate'er consists not with thy love, 
 
 O teach me to resign : 
 I'm rich to all the intents of bliss, 
 If thou, O God, art mine. 
 
 356 "Lovest thou met" C. M. 
 
 Do not I love thee, my Lord ? 
 
 Behold my heart and see, 
 And turn each worthless idol out 
 
 That dares to rival thee. 
 
 2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? 
 
 Then let me nothing love ; 
 
 Dead be my heart to every joy, 
 
 When Jesus connot move. 
 
276 MAN. 
 
 3 Is not thy name melodious still 
 
 To mine attentive ear? 
 Doth not each pulse with pleasure thrill 
 My Savior's voice to hear ? 
 
 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 
 
 I would disdain to feed? 
 Hast thou a foe before whose face 
 I fear thy cause to plead ? 
 
 5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood 
 
 In honor of thy name? 
 And challenge the cold hand of death 
 To damp the immortal flame? 
 
 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord, 
 
 But, oh I long to soar 
 Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
 And learn to love thee more. 
 
 357 Groaning for deliver ence. S. M. 
 
 When shall thy love constrain, 
 And force me to thy breast? 
 
 When shall my soul return again 
 To her eternal rest ? 
 
 2 Ah ! what avail my strife, — 
 
 My wand'ring to and fro? 
 Thou hast the words of endless life, 
 Ah ! whither should I go ? 
 
 3 Thy condescending grace 
 
 To me did freely move ; 
 It calls me still to seek thy face, 
 And stoops to ask my love. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 277 
 
 4 Lord, at thy feet I fall ; 
 I groan to be set free ; 
 I fain would now obey the call, 
 And give up all for thee. 
 
 358 Longings of a pious soul. L. M. 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim, 
 Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
 
 The glories that compose thy name 
 Stand all engaged to make me blest. 
 
 2 Thou great a ad good, thou just and wise, 
 
 Thou art my Father and my God; 
 And I am thine by sacred ties, 
 
 Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 
 
 3 With fainting heart and lifted hands. 
 
 For thee I long, to thee I look, 
 As travelers in thirsty lands 
 
 Pant for the cooling water-brook. 
 
 4 Should I from thee, my God, remove, 
 
 Life could no lasting bliss afford ; 
 My joy, the sense of pardoning love, 
 My guard, the presence of my Lord. 
 
 5 I'll lift my hands, 111 raise my voice, 
 
 While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And fill the circle of my days. 
 
278 MAN. 
 
 359 Praise for Redeeming Grace. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Savior, source of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace : 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing 
 
 Call for ceaseless songs of praise : 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
 Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it, 
 
 Mount of thy redeeming love ! 
 
 3 Here I'll raise my Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I've come ; 
 And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 3 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be! 
 Let thy goodness like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wandering heart to thee. 
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love ; 
 Here's my heart, O take and seal it, 
 
 Seal it for thy courts above. 
 
 360 Self-dedication. C. M. 
 
 Welcome, O Savior ! to my heart ; 
 
 Possess thine humble throne; 
 Bid every rival hence depart, 
 
 And claim me for thine own. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 279 
 
 The world and Satan I forsake, 
 
 To thee I all resign ; 
 My longing heart, O Jesus ! take, 
 
 And fill with love divine. 
 
 3 Oh ! may I never turn aside, 
 Nor from thy bosom flee; 
 Let nothing here my heart divide, — 
 I give it all to thee. 
 
 361 Asking Divine Consolation. L. M. 
 
 Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest 
 Come fix thy mansion in my breast, 
 Dispel my doubts, my fears control, 
 And heai the anguish of my soul. 
 
 2 Come, smiling hope! and joy sincere! 
 Come, make your constant dwelling here ; 
 Still let your presence cheer my heart, 
 Nor sin compel you to depart. 
 
 3 Thou God of hope and peace divine ! 
 Oh ! make these sacred pleasures mine ; 
 Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
 And send the tokens of thy love. 
 
 4 Then should mine eyes, without a tear, 
 See death with all its terrors near, 
 My heart should then in death rejoice, 
 And raptures tune my faltering voice. 
 
280 MAN. 
 
 362 Self-consecration. S. M, 
 
 Lord, in the strength of grace, 
 
 With a glad heart and free, 
 Myself, my residue of days, 
 
 I consecrate to thee. 
 
 2 Thy ransomed servant, I 
 
 Restore to thee thine own ; 
 And from this moment live or die, 
 To serve my God alone. 
 
 363 Love the chief C. M. 
 
 Happy the heart where graces reign, 
 Where love inspires the breast ; 
 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 And perfects all the rest. 
 
 2 Knowledge, alas, 'tis all in vain, 
 
 And all in vain our fear ; 
 Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
 If love be absent there. 
 
 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 
 
 In swift obedience move ; 
 The devils know, and tremble too, 
 But Satan cannot love. 
 
 4 This is the grace that lives and sings 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease ; 
 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
 In the sweet realms of bliss. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 281 
 
 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, 
 Or leave this dark adode, 
 The wings of love bear us away 
 To see our gracious God. 
 
 364 A Perfect Heart C. M. 
 
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 O for a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free, 
 A heart that always feels the blood 
 
 So freely spilt for me. 
 
 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne, 
 JWhere only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart in every thought renewed, 
 
 And full of love divine, 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
 A copy, Lord, of thine. 
 
 365 • Ezekiel xxxvi, 31, 82. L. M. 
 
 Holy, and true, and righteous Lord, 
 I wait to prove thy perfect will ; 
 
 Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
 And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 
 
282 MAN. 
 
 2 Open my faith's interior eye, 
 
 Display my glory from above ; 
 And all I am shall sink and die, 
 Lost in astonishment and love ! 
 
 3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace, 
 
 I would be by myself abhorr'd ; 
 All might, all majesty, all praise, 
 All glory be to Christ my Lord. 
 
 4 Now let me gain perfection's height, 
 
 Now let me into nothing fall ; 
 As less than nothing in thy sight, 
 And feel that Christ is all in all ! 
 
 368 Confidence. C. M. 
 
 Firmly I stand on Zion's hill, 
 
 And view my starry crown ; 
 No power on earth my hope can shake, 
 
 Nor hell can pull me down. 
 
 2 The lofty hills and stately towers 
 
 That lift their heads on high, 
 Shall all be level in the dust — 
 Their very names shall die. 
 
 3 The vaulted heavens shall melt away, 
 
 Built by Jehovah's hands ; 
 But firmer than the heavens the Rock 
 Of my salvation stands. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 283 
 
 367 "I n a tt thy ways acknowledge Him" L. M. 
 
 God of my life whose gracious power 
 Through various deaths my soul hath led, 
 
 Or turned aside the fatal hour, 
 Or lifted up my sinking head. 
 
 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
 
 Thy ruling providence I see ; 
 Assist me still my course to run, 
 And still direct my paths to thee. 
 
 3 Whither, O whither should I fly, 
 
 But to my loving Savior's breast, 
 Secure within thy arms to fly, 
 
 And safe beneath thy wings to rest ? 
 
 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
 
 But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art; 
 I ever into ruin run, 
 
 But thou art greater than my heart. 
 
 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 Lead me a way i have not known ; 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room, 
 
 Enter and in me ever stay ; 
 The crocked then shall straight become, 
 The darkness shall be lost in day. 
 
284 MAN. 
 
 368 Conformity to Christ L. M. 
 
 Jesus, my Savior, let me be 
 More perfectly conformed in thee ; 
 Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, 
 And form my temper as thine own. 
 
 2 My foe, when hungry, let me feed, 
 Share in his grief, supply his need ; 
 The haughty frown may I not fear, 
 But with a lowly meekness bear. 
 
 3 Let the envenomed heart and tongue, 
 The hand outstretched to do me wrong, 
 Excite no feelings in my breast 
 
 But such as Jesus once expressed. 
 
 4 To others let me always give 
 What I from others would receive, 
 Good deeds for evil ones return, 
 
 Nor, when provoked, with anger burn. 
 
 5 This will proclaim how bright and fair 
 The precepts of the Gospel are ; 
 
 And God himself, the God of love, 
 His own resemblance will approve. 
 
 369 Perfect Love. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down, 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown; 
 Jesus, thou art all compassion, 
 
 Pure unbounded love thou art ; 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 285 
 
 2 Come, almighty, to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive ; 
 Suddenly return and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave; 
 Thee we would be always blessing, 
 
 Serve thee as thy hosts above, 
 Pray and praise thee without ceasing, 
 
 Glory, in thy perfect love. 
 
 3 Finish then thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and spotless let us be ; 
 Let us see thy great salvation, 
 
 Perfectly restored in thee, — 
 Changed from glory into glory, 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place, 
 Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. - 
 
 370 It shall be well with the righteous. S. M. 
 
 What cheering words are these ! 
 
 Their sweetness who can tell? 
 In time and to eternity, 
 
 'Tis with the righteous well. 
 
 2 In every state secure, 
 
 Kept by Jehovah's eye ; 
 'Tis well with them while life endures, 
 And well when called to die. 
 
 3 'Tis well when joys arise ; 
 
 'Tis well when sorrows flow ; 
 'Tis well when darkness veils the skies, 
 And strong temptations blow. 
 
286 MAN. 
 
 4 Tis well when at his throne 
 
 They wrestle, weep, and pray, 
 'Tis well when at his feet they groan, 
 Though grieved at his delay. 
 
 5 'Tis well when Jesns calls, 
 
 "From earth and sin arise, 
 Join with the hosts of ransomed souls, 
 Made to salvation wise." 
 
 371 Christian Stability, L. M. 
 
 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart, 
 And fix my frail, inconstant heart ; 
 Henceforth my chief desire shall be 
 To dedicate myself to thee. 
 
 2 Whate'er pursuits my time employ, 
 One thought shall fill my soul with joy; 
 That silent secret thought shall be, 
 That all my hopes are fixed on thee. 
 
 3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space ; 
 Thy presence, Lord, fills every place; 
 And, wheresoe'er my lot may be, 
 Still shall my spirit cleave to thee. 
 
 4 Renouncing every worldly thing, 
 And safe beneath thy spreading wing, 
 My sweetest thought henceforth shall be, 
 That all I want I find in thee. 
 
 372 Soul and body dedicated to the Lord. C. M. 
 
 Let Him to whom we now belong, 
 
 His sov'reign right assert ; 
 And take up every thankful song, 
 
 And every loving heart. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 287 
 
 2 He justly claims us for his own, 
 
 Who bought us with a price : 
 The Christian lives to Christ alone ; 
 To Christ alone he dies. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine own at last receive ; 
 
 Fulfil our hearts' desire ; 
 
 And let us to thy glory live, 
 
 And in thy cause expire. 
 
 4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
 
 With j y we render thee 
 Our all, — no longer ours, but thine 
 To all eternity, 
 
 373 GocVs care for his people desired. 7s. 
 
 God of love, that hear'st the prayer, 
 Kindly for thy people care ; 
 Who on thee alone depend, 
 Love us, save us to the end. 
 
 2 Save us in the prosperous hour, 
 From the flattering tempter's power, 
 From his unsuspected wiles, 
 
 From the world's pernicious smiles. 
 
 3 Cut off our dependence vain 
 On the help of feeble man ; 
 Every arm of flesh remove, 
 Stay us on thy only love. 
 
 4 Men of worldly, low design, 
 Let not these thy people join, 
 Poison our simplicity, 
 
 Drag us from our trust in thee. 
 
288 MAN. 
 
 5 Save us from the great and wise, 
 Till they sink in their own eyes, 
 Tamely to thy yoke submit, 
 Lay their honor at thy feet. 
 
 6 Never let the world break in, 
 Fix a mighty gulf between : 
 Keep us little and unknown, 
 Prized and loved by God alone. 
 
 7 Let us still to thee look up, 
 
 Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope ; 
 Nothing know or seek beside 
 Jesus, and him crucified. 
 
 8 Far above all earthly things, 
 Look we down on earthly kings, 
 Taste our glorious liberty, 
 Find our happiness in thee. 
 
 374 Christ our all. 7s. 
 
 Christ, of all my hopes the ground- 
 Christ, the spring of all my joy ! 
 
 Still in thee let me be found, 
 Still for thee my powers employ. 
 
 2 Let thy love my heart inflame ; 
 Keep thy fear before my sight ; 
 Be thy praise my highest aim ; 
 Be thy smile my chief delight. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 289 
 
 3 Fountain of o'erflowing grace ! 
 
 Freely from thy fullness give : 
 Till I close my earthly race, 
 Be it ''Christ for me to live !" 
 
 4 Firmly trusting in thy blood, 
 
 Nothing shall my heart confound, 
 Safely I shall pass the flood, 
 
 Safely reach ImmanuePs ground. 
 
 5 When I touch the blessed shore, 
 
 s Back the closing waves shall roll ; 
 
 Death's dark stream shall never more 
 
 Part from thee my ravished soul. 
 
 6 Thus, oh! thus an entrance give 
 
 To the land of cloudless sky ; 
 
 Having known it, "Christ to live," 
 
 Let me know it "gain to die." 
 
 375 @ d m V all-sufficient portion. C. M. 
 
 My God, my portion, and my love, 
 
 My everlasting All, 
 I've none but thee in heaven above, 
 
 Or on this earthly ball. 
 
 2 What empty things are all the skies, 
 
 And this inferior clod ! 
 There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
 There's nothing like my God. 
 
 3 To thee I owe my wealth, and friends, 
 
 And health and safe abode : 
 Thanks to thy name for meaner things : 
 But they are not my God. 
 
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290 MAN. 
 
 4 Were I possessor of the earth, 
 
 And call'd the stars my own, 
 Without thy graces and thyself, 
 I were a wretch undone. 
 
 5 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 
 
 And grasp in all the shore ; 
 Grant me the visits of thy grace, 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 376 Spiritual wisdom. P. M. 
 
 Be it my only wisdom here 
 
 To serve the Lord with filial fear, 
 
 With loving gratitude : 
 Superior sense may I display, 
 By shunning every evil way, 
 
 And walking in the good. 
 
 2 O may I still from sin depart ; 
 A wise and understanding heart, 
 
 Jesus, to me be given ! 
 And let me through thy Spirit know 
 To glorify my God below, 
 
 And find ray way to heaven. 
 
 377 "The violent take it by force" S. M. 
 
 O may thy powerful word 
 
 Inspire a feeble worm 
 To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, 
 
 And take it as by storm ! 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 291 
 
 2 O may we all improve 
 
 The grace already given, 
 To seize the crown of perfect love, 
 And scale the mount of heaven ! 
 
 378 Religion. L. M. 
 
 O come, thou great and gracious Power, 
 Accept a home within my breast ; 
 
 My spirit cheer in every hour, 
 In every season give me rest. 
 
 2 O teach me well to know my heart, 
 
 My folly and my sin to see; 
 On earth to bear a lowly part, 
 And give myself, my all to thee. 
 
 3 Teach me to trust a Savior's name, 
 
 To feel a Savior's dying love ; 
 To be redeemed — be that my fame, — 
 My honors let me seek above. 
 
 4 When pleasure cheers and friendship smiles, 
 
 And smoothly sweeps my bark along, 
 Then save me from the tempter's wiles ; 
 Be thou my joy, be thou my song. 
 
 5 And when affliction's gloomy power 
 
 Shall shroud my soul to sad dismay; 
 Rise thou, a star to cheer that hour, 
 
 And lead me through the darkened way. 
 
 6 Yea, at the last, when ghastly death 
 
 This life's short brittle thread shall break, 
 Do thou attend my latest breath, 
 Thy Spirit clothe me when I wake. 
 
292 MAN. 
 
 7 And when around the judgment throne 
 The myriads of the earth shall meet, 
 O wilt thou then my spirit own, 
 
 And fill me with thy bliss complete ! 
 
 379 The great concern. S. M. 
 
 A charge to keep I have, 
 
 A God to glorify, 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 
 And fit it for the sky ; 
 To serve the present age, 
 
 My calling to fulfil — 
 
 may it all my powers engage 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 2 Arm me w r ith jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live, 
 And, oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
 
 A strict account to give : 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thy self rely, 
 Assured if I my trust betray, 
 
 I shall for ever die. 
 
 380 God all in all S. M. 
 
 My God, my life, my love, 
 To thee, to thee I call ; 
 
 1 cannot live if thou remove, 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Thy shining grace can cheer 
 This dungeon where I dwell : 
 'Tis Paradise when thou art here, 
 If thou depart, 'tis hell. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 293 
 
 3 The smilings of thy face, 
 
 How amiable they are! 
 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace. 
 And no where else but there. 
 
 4 To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels owe their bliss ; 
 They sit around thy gracious throne, 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 
 5 Not all the harps above 
 
 Can make a heavenly place, 
 If God his residence remove. 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 6 Nor earth nor all the sky 
 
 Can one delight afford, 
 No, not one of real joy, 
 
 Without thy presence, Lord. 
 
 7 Thou art the sea of love 
 
 Where all my pleasures roll, 
 The circle where- my passions move, 
 And centre of my soul. 
 
 8 To thee my spirits fly 
 
 With infinite desire; 
 And yet how far from thee I lie! 
 Oh, Jesus, raise me higher. 
 
 381 Almighty Friend. CM. 
 
 My Savior, my almighty Friend, 
 
 When I begin thy praise, 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 
 The numbers of thy grace? 
 
294 MAN. 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thy goodness I adore ; 
 Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 Of the celestial road, 
 And march with courage in thy strength, 
 To see the Lord my God. 
 
 4 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow 7 ers, 
 
 With this delightful song, 
 And entertain the darkest hours, 
 Nor think the season long. 
 
 382 ^ dean heart and a right spirit S. M. 
 
 The thing my God doth hate, 
 
 That I no more may do : 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
 
 And all my soul renew ; 
 My soul shall then, like thine, 
 
 Abhor the thing unclean, 
 And, sanctified by love divine, 
 
 For ever cease from sin. 
 
 2 That blessed law of thine, 
 
 Jesus, to me impart, 
 The Spirit's law of life divine, 
 
 O write it on my heart ; 
 Implant it deep within, 
 
 Whence it may ne'er remove, 
 The law of liberty from sin, 
 
 The perfect law of love. 
 
COMMUNION WITH GOD. 295 
 
 3 Thy nature be my law, 
 
 Thy spotless sanctity; 
 And sweetly every moment draw 
 
 My happy soul to thee : 
 Soul of my soul, remain ! 
 
 Who didst for all fiulnl, 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 
 Thy heavenly Father's will. 
 
 383 The abiding Witness. S. M. 
 
 O come, and dwell in me, 
 
 Spirit of power within, 
 And bring the glorious liberty 
 
 From sorrow, fear, and sin. 
 
 2 Hasten the joyful day 
 
 Which shall my sins consume, 
 When old things shall be passed away, 
 And all things new become. 
 
 3 I want the witness, Lord, 
 
 That all I do is right, 
 According to thy will and word, 
 Well-pleasing in thy sight. 
 
 4 I ask no higher state — 
 
 Indulge me but in this, 
 And soon or later then translate 
 To my eternal bliss. 
 
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 CONFLICTS AND TRIALS. 
 
 384 The warfare of life, 6s & 8s. 
 
 The cross to bear, with want and care. 
 
 Thy lot through life must be, 
 At ev'ry time and every where 
 
 Thy daily bread here see ! 
 Till death thy days and duties end, 
 
 With fearful foes must thou contend. 
 
 2 Satan, that old malicious one, 
 
 Shall seek thy soul to slay; 
 He never leaves his work undone! 
 
 He keeps no holiday! 
 With ceaseless rage and cursed spite, 
 He roams the world by day and night ! 
 
 3 In thine own members e'en a law 
 
 Shall war against the mind ; 
 Thy thoughts from heavenly things shall draw 
 
 And with its chains thee bind ! 
 Against the soul with all its might, 
 The flesh shall wage unnatural fight. 
 
 4 Since thou must tread such dang'rous ways 
 
 Be wise, then, and beware ! 
 Know that thy safety lies always 
 
 In watchfulness and prayer; 
 For prayer and pains shall keep the field, 
 And earth and hell be forced to yield ! 
 
CONFLICTS AND TRIALS. 297 
 
 5 Hero! awake, divinely armed, 
 
 Fight till the day be done ; 
 Christ will not see his soldier harmed ; 
 
 For thee he vict'ry won ! 
 Be thou but faithful in the strife, 
 And thou shalt win the crown of life. 
 
 385 Perseverance. S. M. 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard ; 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise; 
 The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 O watch, and fight, and pray; 
 
 The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
 Renew it boldly every day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 
 Nor lay thine armor down ; 
 The work of faith will not be done, 
 Till thou obtain the crown. 
 
 4 Then persevere till death 
 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 He'll take thee at thy parting breath, 
 To his divine abode. 
 
 386 Following Christ P. M. 
 
 Up, follow me! says Christ our Lord; 
 
 Up, all ye Christians, follow, 
 Deny yourself, renounce the world, 
 
 Come, I, your Savior, call you. 
 Take up your cross endure each ill ; — 
 Such is my pattern, such my will. 
 
298 MAN. 
 
 2 I am the light ; I go before ; 
 
 I shine by my example : 
 Who would be mine, and follow me, 
 
 Of me must be a sample. 
 I am the way; and well I know, 
 How men their faith by works would show. 
 
 3 Whoever thinks to save his life 
 
 Without me, sure shall loose it; 
 Whoever in the appointed strife, 
 
 May seem to lose, shall find it. 
 Take up your cross, and follow me, 
 Or you shall ne'er my glory see. 
 
 4 So let us then, with firm intent, 
 
 Our heavenly leader follow ; 
 Cheerful, resigned, and w 7 ell content, 
 
 Keep near him in all sorrow. 
 The crown of life — eternal life, 
 Is never won without the strife. 
 
 387 Prayer for grace in trial. C. M. 
 
 Father of all our mercies, thou, 
 
 In whom we move and live, 
 Hear us in heav'n, thy dwelling, now, 
 
 And answer and forgive. 
 
 2 When, harrassed by ten thousand foes, 
 Our helplessness we feel, 
 O give the weary soul repose, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
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 3 When dire temptations gather round, 
 
 And threaten or allure, 
 By storm or calm, in thee be found 
 A refuge strong and sure. 
 
 4 From day to day, O may we grow 
 
 In faith, in hope, in love, 
 And walk in holiness below 
 To holiness above. 
 
 388 Lord, remember me. CM. 
 
 thou from whom all goodness flows 
 
 1 raise my soul to thee ; 
 
 In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
 Dear Lord, remember me ! 
 
 2 When on my aching, burdened heart 
 
 My sins lie heavily, 
 Thy pardon grant, new peace impart ; 
 Dear Lord, remember me ! 
 
 3 When triaJs sore obstruct my way, 
 
 And ills I cannot flee, 
 O let my strength be as my day : 
 Dear Lord, remember me ! 
 
 4 When worn with pain, disease and grief, 
 
 This feeble frame shall be ; 
 Grant patience, rest, and kind relief: 
 Dear Lord, remember me ! 
 
 5 When in the solemn hour of death 
 
 I wait thy just decree, 
 Be this the prayer of my last breath, 
 Dear Lord, remember me ! 
 
300 MAN. 
 
 6 And when before thy throne I stand 
 And lift ray soul to thee, 
 Then with the saints at thy right hand, 
 Dear Loid, remember me! 
 
 389 Steadfastness. L. M. 
 
 Oh Great High Priest ! forget not me. 
 Though I have oft forgotten thee, 
 But give me strength for all the strife, 
 And all the toil and pain of life. 
 
 2 Let not a wav'ring heart be mine, 
 That is the world's and would be thine ; 
 May I in faith thy promise hold, 
 
 And never wander from thy fold. 
 
 3 Let me not crave the wealth of earth, 
 Its honors and its giddy mirth, 
 
 But still remember I am thine, 
 And be content that thou art mine. 
 
 4 Thou hast redeemed me w r ith thy blood, 
 And washed me in the mystic flood ; 
 Let not this grace be all in vain, 
 
 Nor let me pierce thy side again. 
 
 5 To thee I humbly raise mine eyes, 
 Do not my sinful soul despise ; 
 Perfect the work thou hast begun, 
 And let thy saving will be done. 
 
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 390 The Lord is my refuge. L. M.. 
 
 Why is my heart with grief oppressed ? 
 
 Can all the pains I feel or fear, 
 Make thee, my soul, forget thy rest — 
 
 Forget that God, thy God, is near. 
 
 2 Hast thou not often called the Lord 
 
 Thy refuge, thy almighty friend? 
 And canst thou fear to trust that word 
 On which thy hopes of heaven depend ? 
 
 3 Lord, form my temper to thy will ; 
 
 If thou my faith my patience prove, 
 May every painful stroke fulfill 
 Thy purposes of faithful love. 
 
 4 may this weak, this fainting mind, 
 
 A father's hand, adoring see ; 
 Confess thee just, and wise, and kind, 
 And trust thy word, and cleave to thee. 
 
 391 Heavenly rest in anticipation. C. M. 
 
 When I can read my title clear 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 And fiery darts he hurled, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face the frowning world. 
 
302 man. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 
 
 Let storms and sorrows fall — 
 So I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven my all. 
 
 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 392 The sure foundation. S. M. 
 
 In every trying hour 
 
 My soul to Jesus flies ; 
 I trust in his almighty power, 
 
 When swelling billows rise. 
 
 2 His comforts bear me up : 
 
 I trust a faithful God ; 
 The sure foundation of my hope 
 Is in my Savior's blood. 
 
 3 Loud hallelujahs sing, 
 
 To our Redeemer's name ; 
 In joy or sorrow — life or death — 
 His love is still the same. 
 
 393 Faith sees the final triumph. C. M. 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross — 
 
 A follower of the Lamb, — 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name? 
 
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 2 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease ; 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 In this wild world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord : 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 
 
 Shall conquer, though they die : 
 They see the triumph from afar — 
 By faith they bring it nigh. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thine armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 394 "Hath God not chosen the poor?" L. M. 
 
 Poor and afflicted, Lord, are thine, 
 Among the great unfit to shine ; 
 But though the world may think it strange, 
 They would not with the world exchange. 
 
304 MAN. 
 
 2 Poor and afflicted — 'tis their lot, 
 They know it, and they murmur not; 
 'T would ill become them to refuse 
 
 The state their Master deigned to choose. 
 
 3 Poor and afflicted — yet they sing, 
 For Jesus is their glorious King ; 
 Through sufferings perfect now he reigns, 
 And shares in all their griefs and pains. 
 
 4 Poor and afflicted — but ere long 
 They join the bright celestial throng; 
 Their sufferings then will reach a close, 
 And heaven afford them sweet repose. 
 
 395 Comfort in affliction. L. M. 
 
 Afflicted saint ! to Christ draw near, 
 Thy Savior's gracious promise hear ; 
 His faithful word declares to thee 
 That "as thy day thy strength shall be." 
 
 2 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ; 
 And if the conflict should be loug, 
 Thy Lord will make the tempter flee, 
 For "as thy day thy strength shall be." 
 
 3 Should persecution rage and flame, 
 Still trust in thy Redeemer's name; 
 In fiery trials thou shalt see 
 
 That "as thy day thy strength shall be." 
 
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 4 When called by him to bear the cross, 
 Reproach, affliction pain, or loss, 
 
 Or deep distress and poverty, 
 
 Still "as thy day thy strength shall be/' 
 
 5 When death at length appears in view, 
 Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue, — 
 He comes to set thy spirit free ; 
 
 And "as thy day thy strength shall be." 
 
 396 The Pilgrimage. 10s, 5s & lis. 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
 With vigor arise, 
 
 And press to our permanent place in the skies, 
 
 Of heavenly birth, though wand'ringon earth, 
 This is not our place, 
 
 But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we con- 
 fess. 
 
 2 At Jesus' call we give up our all ; 
 
 And still we forego, 
 For Jesus' sake, our enjoyments below. 
 No longing we find for the country behind ; 
 
 But onward we move, 
 And still we are seeking a country above — 
 
 3 A country of joy without any alloy, 
 
 We thither repair : 
 Our hearts and our treasure already are there, 
 We march hand in hand to Immanuel's land, 
 
 No matter what cheer 
 We meet with on earth, for eternity's near ! 
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306 MAN. 
 
 4 The rougher our way, the shorter our stay ; 
 
 The tempests that rise 
 Shall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies : 
 The fiercer the blast the sooner 'tis past ; 
 
 The troubles that come, 
 Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us home. 
 
 397 Divine Guidance. 8s, 7s & 1 4. 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, 
 Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
 
 I am weak — but thou art mighty, 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2 Open now the crystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through ; 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 • Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside, 
 Bear me through the swelling current, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 398 Grace proportioned to Triab. 7s. 
 
 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, 
 
 To his gracious promise flee, 
 Laying hold upon this word, 
 
 "As thy days thy strength shall be." 
 
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 2 If the sorrows of thy case 
 
 Seem peculiar still to thee, 
 God has promised needful grace — 
 "As thy days thy strength shall be." 
 
 3 Days of trial, days of grief, 
 
 In succession thou may'st see ; 
 This is still my sweet relief — 
 
 "As thy days thy strength shall be." 
 
 4 Eock of ages, I'm secure, 
 
 With thy promise, full and free, 
 Faithful, positive, and sure.; 
 
 "As thy days thy strength shall be." 
 
 399 Fear not lis. 
 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! 
 What more can he say than to you he hath 
 
 said, 
 Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled ? 
 
 2 "In every condition, in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, 
 At home and abroad, on the land on the sea, 
 As thy days may demand, shall thy strength 
 
 ever be. 
 
 3 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd, 
 For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
 
 to stand, 
 Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand. 
 
308 MAN. 
 
 4 When through the deep waters I call thee 
 
 to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not everflow ; 
 For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5 When through fiery trials thy pathway 
 
 shall lie, 
 My grace all sufficient shall be thy supply ; 
 The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, thy gold to refine. 
 
 6 The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 That soul, though all hell should endeavor 
 
 to shake, 
 I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake." 
 
 400 Cheerful courage. L. M. 
 
 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! 
 
 Let every trembling thought be gone ! 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road, 
 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God 
 
 That feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
 3 O mighty God, thy matchless power 
 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 And firm endures while endless years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
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 4 From thee, the ever-flowing Spring, 
 
 Our souls shall drink a fresh supply, 
 
 While such as trust their native strength, 
 
 Shall melt away, and droop and die. 
 
 5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, 
 
 We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire along the heavenly road. 
 
 401 The Rock and Refuge. L. M. 
 
 My spirit looks to God alone, 
 My rock and refuge is his throne ; 
 In all my fears, in all my straits, 
 My soul on his salvation waits. 
 
 2 Courage my soul ! while God is near 
 What enemy hast thou to fear ? 
 How canst thou want a sure defence, 
 Whose refuge is Omnipotence ? 
 
 3 Though thickest dangers crowd my way, 
 My God can chase my fears away ; 
 
 My steadfast heart on him relies, 
 And all those dangers still defies. 
 
 4 Though billows after billows roll, 
 To overwhelm my sinking soul, 
 Firm as a rock my faith shall stand, 
 Upheld by his almighty hand. 
 
 5 In life his presence is my aid ; 
 
 In death 'twill guide me through the shade ; 
 Chase all my rising fears away, 
 And turn my darkness into day. 
 
310 MAN. 
 
 402 Christian Integrity. L. M. 
 
 Blest men who stretch their willing hands 
 1 Submissive to their Lord's commands, 
 
 And yield their liberty and breath 
 To him that loved their souls in death. 
 
 2 Lead me to suffer and to die; 
 
 If thou, my gracious Lord, art nigh, 
 One smile from thee my heart shall fire, 
 And teach me, smiling, to expire. 
 
 3 If nature at the trial shall shake, 
 
 And from the cross or flames draw back, 
 Grace can its feeble courage raise, 
 And turn its trembling into praise. 
 
 4 While scarce I dare, with Peter, say, 
 "I'll boldly tread the bleeding w T ay," 
 Yet in thy steps, like John I'd move 
 With humble hope and silent love. 
 
 403 @°d ^ our Refuge and Strength. L. M. 
 
 God is the Refuge of his saints, 
 
 When storms of sharp distress invade, 
 
 Ere we can offer our complaints, 
 Behold him present with his aid. 
 
 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 
 Down to the deep, and buried there, 
 Convulsions shake the solid w 7 orld, 
 Our faith shall never yield to fear. 
 
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 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, 
 
 In sacred peace our soul abide, 
 While every nation, every shore, 
 
 Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 
 
 4 There is a stream whose gentle flow 
 
 Supplies the city of our God, 
 Life, love, and joy still gliding through 
 And watering our divine abode. 
 
 5 This sacred stream, thy vital word, 
 
 Thus all our raging fear controls ; 
 Sweet peace thy promises afford, 
 
 And give new strength to fainting souls. 
 
 6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, 
 
 Secure against the threatening hour; 
 Nor can her firm foundation move, 
 Built on his faithfulness and power. 
 
 404 The whole armor of God. S. M. 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise, 
 
 And put your armor on, 
 Strong in the strength which God supplies 
 
 Through his beloved Son; 
 Strong in the lord of Hosts, 
 
 And in his mighty power, 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, 
 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
312 MAN. 
 
 2 Stand then in his great might, 
 
 With all his strength endued ; 
 But take to arm you for the fight, 
 
 The panoply of God: 
 That having all things done, 
 
 And all your conflicts past, 
 Ye may overcome, through Christ alone, 
 
 And stand entire at last. 
 
 3 Leave no unguarded place, — 
 
 No weakness of the soul ; 
 Take every virtue, every grace, 
 
 And fortify the whole : 
 Indissolubly joined, 
 
 To battle all proceed ; 
 But arm yourself with all the mind 
 
 That was in Christ your Head. 
 
 405 The Mercy-seal L. M. 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat; 
 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads ; 
 
 A place than all besides more sweet, — 
 It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 
 
 3 There is a scene, where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
 Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
 Around one common mercy-seat. 
 
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 4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
 Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
 Had suffering saints no mercy-seat ? 
 
 5 There, there on eagles' wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense molest no more ; 
 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
 While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 406 Evening: Commending the soul to God. S. M. 
 
 Thou seest my feebleness, 
 
 Jesus, be thou my power, — 
 My help and refuge in distress, 
 
 My fortress and my tower. 
 
 2 Give me to trust in thee ; 
 
 Be thou my sure abode: 
 My horn, and rock, and buckler be, 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 3 Myself I cannot save, — 
 
 Myself I cannot keep, — 
 But strength in thee I surely have, 
 Whose eyelids never sleep. 
 
 4 My soul to thee alone 
 
 Now therefore I commend : 
 Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, 
 And love me to the end. 
 
314 MAN. 
 
 407 Prayer for Resignation. C. M. 
 
 Lord, my best desires fulfill, 
 
 And help me to resign 
 Life, health, and comfort to thy will, 
 
 And make thy pleasure mine. 
 
 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, 
 
 Whose love forbids my fears, 
 Or tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears ? 
 
 3 No, let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize, to thee, 
 Who never hast a good withheld, 
 Or wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favor all my journey through 
 
 Thou art engaged to grant; 
 What else I want, or think I do, 
 'Tis better still to want. 
 
 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way — 
 
 Shall I resist them both? 
 A poor blind creature of a day, 
 And crushed before the moth ? 
 
 6 But, ah, my inmost spirit cries, 
 
 Still bind me to thy sway, 
 Else the next cloud that veils the skies 
 Drives all these thoughts away. 
 
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 408 "It is the Lord." C. M. 
 
 It is the Lord, enthroned in light, 
 Whose claims are all divine, 
 
 Who has an undisputed right 
 To govern me and mine. 
 
 2 It is the Lord — should I distrust, 
 
 Or contradict his will, 
 Who cannot do but what is just, 
 And must he righteous still? 
 
 3 It is the Lord — who gives me all 
 
 My wealth, my friends, my ease, 
 And of his bounties may recall 
 Whatever part he please. 
 
 4 It is the Lord — who can sustain 
 
 Beneath the heaviest load, 
 
 From whom assistance I obtain 
 
 To tread the thorny road. 
 
 5 It is the Lord — whose matchless skill 
 
 Can from afflictions raise 
 Blessings, eternity to fill 
 With ever-growing praise. 
 
 6 Can I, with hopes so firmly built, 
 
 Be sullen, or repine ? 
 No, gracious God — take what thou wilt, 
 To thee I all resign. 
 
316 MAN. 
 
 409 " Our life is hid with Christ in God" C. M. 
 
 Eejoice, believe in the Lord, 
 Who makes your cause his own ; 
 
 The hope that's built upon his word 
 Can ne'er be overthrown. 
 
 2 Though many foes beset your road, 
 
 And feeble is your arm, 
 Your life is hid with Christ in God, 
 Beyond the reach of harm. 
 
 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint, 
 
 Or fainting, shall not die ! 
 Jesus the strength of every saint, 
 AVill aid you from on high. 
 
 4 Though now unseen by outward sense, 
 
 Faith sees him always near, 
 A guide, a glory, a defence ; 
 Then w 7 hat have you to fear ? 
 
 5 As surely as he overcame, 
 
 And triumphed once for you ; 
 So surely you that love his name 
 Shall triumph in him too. 
 
 410 "My times are in thy hand." S. M. 
 
 My times are in thy hand, — 
 
 O God, I wish them there ; 
 My life, my soul, my friends, I leave 
 
 Entirely to thy care. 
 
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 2 My times are in thy hand, 
 
 Whatever they may be, 
 Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
 As best may seem to thee. 
 
 3 My times are in thy hand, 
 
 Why should I doubt or fear? 
 My Father's hand will never cause 
 His child a needless tear. 
 
 4 My times are in thy hand, 
 
 Jesus the crucified ; 
 The hand our many sins have pierced 
 Is now my guard and guide. 
 
 5 My times are in thy hand, — 
 
 I'll always trust in thee ; 
 Till I have left this weary land, 
 And all thy glory see. 
 
 411 Watchfulness and Prayer. C. M. 
 
 Alas what hourly dangers rise, 
 
 What snares beset my way ! 
 To heaven, Oh ! let me lift mine eyes, 
 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears ! 
 I strive against my foes in vain, — 
 I sink amid my fears. 
 
 3 O Lord! increase my faith and hope, 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
318 MAN. 
 
 4 Oh ! keep me in thy heavenly way, 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 And never, never let me stray 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 412 Not ashamed of Jesus. L M. 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 A mortal man ashamed of thee ! 
 Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, — 
 Whose glories shines through endless days. 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus — that dear Friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; 
 No, when I blush be this my shame, — 
 That i no more revere his Name. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! — yes, I may ; 
 When I've no guilt to wash away ; 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 4 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then, I boast a Savior slain ! 
 And O, may this my glory be, — 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me. 
 
 413 Security and comfort in God. S. M. 
 
 When, overwhelm'd with grief, 
 
 My heart within me dies, 
 Helpless, and far from all relief, 
 
 To heaven I lift mine eyes. 
 
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 2 lead me to the Rock 
 
 That's high above my head, 
 And make the covert of thy wings * 
 My shelter and my shade. 
 
 3 Within thy presence, Lord, 
 
 For ever I'll abide ; 
 Thou art the tower of my defence, 
 The refuge where I hide. 
 
 4 Thou givest me the lot 
 
 Of those that fear thy name ; 
 If endless life be their reward, 
 I shall possess the same. 
 
 414 Talcing up the Cross. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 
 
 All to leave, and follow thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. 
 Perish, every fond ambition, 
 
 All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; 
 Yet how rich is my condition, 
 
 God and heaven are still my own ! 
 
 2 Let the world despise and leave me ; 
 
 They have left my Savior too ; 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me — 
 
 Thou art not, like them, untrue ; 
 And while thou shalt smile upon me, 
 
 God of wisdom, love, and might, 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; 
 
 Show thy face, and all is bright. 
 
320 MAN. 
 
 3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ; 
 
 Come, disaster, scorn, and pain : 
 In thy service pain is pleasure ; 
 
 With thy favor loss is gain. 
 I have call'd thee Abba, Father, — 
 
 I have set my heart on thee; 
 Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 
 
 All must work for good to me. 
 
 4 Man may trouble and distress me — 
 
 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; 
 Life with trials hard may press me, — 
 
 Heaven will briug me sweeter rest. 
 O ! 'tis not in grief to harm me 
 
 While thy love is left to me ; 
 O ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmix'd with thee ! 
 
 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation, 
 
 Rise o'er sin and fear, and care; 
 Joy to find in every station 
 
 Something still to do or bear. 
 Think what Spirit dwells within thee ! 
 
 Think what Father's smiles are thine ! 
 Think that Jesus died to win thee ! 
 
 Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 
 
 6 Haste the on from grace to glory, 
 
 Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer; 
 Heaven's eternal day's before thee, 
 
 God's owm hand shall guide thee there. 
 Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
 
 Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
 
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 415 -^ refuge from the storm. C. M. 
 
 Dear Eefuge of my weary soul, 
 
 On thee, when sorrows rise, 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 
 
 For thou alone canst heal ; 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
 For every pain I feel. 
 
 3 But O ! when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call thee mine ; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? 
 
 Thou art my only trust; 
 And stili my soul would cleave to thee, 
 Though prostrate in the dust. 
 
 416 For victorious faith. C. M. 
 
 O for a faith that will not shrink, 
 Though press'd by every foe, 
 
 That will not tremble on the brink 
 Of RBy earthly woe ; — 
 
 2 That will not murmur or complain 
 
 Beneath the chast'ning rod, 
 
 But in the hour of grief or pain, 
 
 Will lean upon its God ; — 
 
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 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
 
 When tempests rage without ; 
 That when in danger knows no fear, 
 In darkness feels no doubt ; — 
 
 4 That bears unmoved the world's dread frown, 
 
 Nor heeds the scornful smile ; 
 That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
 Or Satan's arts beguile ; — 
 
 5 A faith that keeps the narrow w T ay 
 
 Till life's last hour is fled, 
 And with a pure and heavenly ray 
 Illumes a dying bed. 
 
 6 Lord, give us such a faith as this, 
 
 And then whate'er may come, 
 We'll taste, e'en here, the h allow 'd bliss 
 Of an eternal home. 
 
 417 Hope encouraged. 8s, 7s & 4. 
 
 my soul ! what means this sadness ? 
 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
 Let thy grief be turned to gladness ; 
 
 Bid thy restless fear begone ; 
 Look to Jesus, 
 
 And rejoice in his de^r name. 
 
 2 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, 
 Though thy heart is stained with sin, 
 Jesus lives, he'll ne'er forget thee, 
 He will make thee pure wdthin ; 
 
 He is faithful 
 To perform his gracious word. 
 
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 3 Though, distresses now attend thee, 
 
 And thou tread'st the thorny road, 
 His right hand shall still defend thee ; 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to God ; 
 
 Thou shalt praise him, — 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 that I could now adore him, 
 
 Like the heavenly hosts above. 
 Who forever bow before him, 
 And unceasing sing his love ! 
 
 Happy spirits ! 
 When shall I your chorus join ? 
 
 418 Resignation, 8s & 7s. 
 
 Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, 
 Saviour, to thy cross I cling ; 
 
 Thou hast every blow directed, 
 Thou alone canst healing bring. 
 
 2 Try me till no dross remaineth, 
 
 And whate'er the trial be, 
 While thy gentle arm sustaineth, 
 Closer will I cling to thee. 
 
 3 Cheerfully the stern rod kissing, 
 
 I will hush each murmuring cry ; 
 Every doubt and fear dismissing, 
 Passive in thine arms will lie. 
 
 4 And when through deep seas of sorrow, 
 
 I have gained the heavenly shore, 
 Bliss from every wave I'll borrow, 
 And for each will love thee more. 
 
324 MAN. 
 
 419 Contentment C. M. 
 
 My span of life will soon be done, 
 
 The passing moments say; 
 As length'ning shadows o'er the mead 
 
 Proclaim the close of day. 
 
 2 O that my heart might dwell aloof 
 
 From all created things, 
 And learn that wisdom from above 
 "Whence true contentment springs ! 
 
 3 Courage, my soul ! thy bitter cross, 
 
 In every trial here, 
 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
 But shall not enter there. 
 
 4 The sighing ones that humbly seek 
 
 In sorrowing paths below, 
 Shall in eternity rejoice, 
 
 Where endless comforts flow. 
 
 5 Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er 
 
 Of sublunary care, 
 And life's dull vanities no more 
 This anxious breast ensnare. 
 
 6 Courage, my soul, on God rely, 
 
 Deliv'rance soon will come ; 
 A thousand ways has Providence 
 To bring believers home. 
 
 420 The Cross and the Crown. C. M. 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 
 And all the world go free ? 
 No ; there's a cross for every one, 
 
 And there's a cross for me. 
 
CONFLICTS AND TRIALS. 325 
 
 2 How happy are the saints above, 
 
 Who once went sorrowing here ! 
 But now they taste unmingled love, 
 And joy without a fear. 
 
 3 The consecrated cross I'll bear 
 
 Till death shall set me free ; 
 And then go home my crown to wear ; 
 For there's a crown for me. 
 
 421 Comfort one another. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 Come on, my partners in distress, 
 My comrades through the wilderness, 
 
 Who still your bodies feel ; 
 Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
 And look beyond this vale of tears 
 
 To that celestial hill. 
 
 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
 Look forward to that heavenly place, 
 
 The saint's secure. abode ; 
 On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, 
 And force your passage to the skies, 
 
 And scale the mount of God. 
 
 3 Who suffer with our Master here, 
 We shall before his face appear, 
 
 And by his side sit down ; 
 To patient faith the prize is sure, 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The cross, shall wear the crown. 
 
326 MAN. 
 
 4 Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope ! 
 It lifts the fainting spirits up, 
 
 It brings to life the dead : 
 Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
 And you and I ascend at last 
 
 Triumphant with our Head. 
 
 5 That great mysterious Deity 
 
 We soon with open face shall see ; 
 
 The beatific sight 
 Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise. 
 And wide diffuse the golden blaze 
 
 Of everlasting light, 
 
 422 L. M. 
 
 "Although the jig tree shall not blossom." 
 
 Away, my unbelieving fear ! 
 
 Fear shall in me no more have place ; 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear, 
 
 He hides the brightness of his face : 
 But shall I therefore let him go, 
 
 And basely to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
 
 I never will give up my shield. 
 
 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 
 
 Although the olive yield no oil, 
 The withering fig trees droop and die, 
 
 The fields elude the tiller's toil, 
 The empty stall no herd afford, 
 
 And perish all the bleating race, 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
 
 The God of my salvation praise. 
 
CONFLICTS AND TRIALS. 327 
 
 3 Barren although my soul remain, 
 
 And not one bud of grace appear, 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But sin and only sin is here ; : — 
 Although my gifts and comforts lost, 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off, I see, 
 Yet will I in my Savior trust, 
 
 And glory that he died for me. 
 
 4 In hope believing against hope, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim ; 
 Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, 
 
 Salvation is in Jesus' name ; 
 To me he soon shall bring it nigh, 
 
 My soul shall then outstrip the wind 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 423 u I have put my trust in the Lord God." P. M. 
 
 Begone, unbelief! 
 
 My Savior is near; 
 And for my relief 
 
 Will surely appear : 
 By prayer let me wrestle, 
 
 And he will perform ; 
 With Christ in the vessel, 
 I smile at the storm. 
 
 2 Determined to save, 
 
 He watch'd o'er my path, 
 When Satan's blind slave, 
 
 I sported with death : 
 And can he have taught me 
 
 To trust in his name, 
 And thus far have brought me 
 
 To put me to shame ? 
 
328 MAN. 
 
 3 Why should I complain 
 
 Of want or distress, 
 Temptation or pain ? 
 
 He told me no less : 
 The heirs of salvation, 
 
 I know from his word, 
 Through much tribulation, 
 
 Must follow their Lord. 
 
 4 Though dark be my way, 
 
 Since he is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 
 
 'Tis his to provide : 
 His way was much rougher, 
 
 And darker than mine; 
 Did Jesus thus suffer, 
 
 And shall I repine ? 
 
 5 His love in time past, 
 
 Forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me at last 
 
 In trouble to sink : 
 Though painful at present, 
 
 'Twill cease before long, 
 And then, O how pleasaut 
 
 The conqueror's song ! 
 
 424 The race set before us, C. M. 
 
 Aw t ake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 
 And press with vigor on : 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 
 A bright, immortal crown. 
 
CONFLICTS AND TRIALS. 329 
 
 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey ; 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 4 Blest Savior ! introduced by thee, 
 
 Have we our race begun ; 
 And, crowned with victory, at thy feet 
 We'll lay our laurels down. 
 
 425 "£> e thou fa^hful unto death" S. M. 
 
 Our Captain leads us on, 
 
 He beckons from the skies ; 
 He reaches out a starry crown, 
 
 And bids us take the prize. 
 
 2 "Be faithful unto death, 
 
 Partake my victory, 
 And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, 
 And thou shalt reign with me." 
 
 3 'Tis thus the righteous Lord 
 
 To every soldier saith : 
 
 Eternal life is the reward 
 
 Of all victorious faith. 
 
 4 Who conquer in his might, 
 
 The victor's meed receive ; 
 They claim a kingdom in his right, 
 Which God shall freely give. 
 
330 MAN. 
 
 428 The Christian Soldier. L. M. 
 
 Stand up, my soul ! shake off thy fears, 
 And gird the gospel armor on ; 
 
 March to the gates of endless joy ; 
 
 Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist the course, 
 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes; 
 Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, 
 And sung the triumph when he rose. 
 
 3 Then, let my soul march boldly on, 
 
 Press forward to thy heavenly gate; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 
 And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 And triumph in almighty grace ; 
 While all the armies of the skies 
 Join in my glorious leader's praise. 
 
 SUPPLICATION. 
 
 427 F° r perfect submission. S. M. 
 
 I want a heart to pray — 
 
 To pray aod never cease ; 
 Never to murmur at thy stay, 
 
 Or wish my suff'rings less. 
 
 2 This blessing above all, — 
 Always to pray — I want ; 
 Out of the deep on thee to call, 
 And never, never faint. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 331 
 
 3 I want a true regard, 
 
 A single, steady aim — 
 Unmoved by threat'ning or reward, 
 To thee and thy great name : 
 
 4 A jealous, just concern, 
 
 For thine immortal praise; 
 A pure desire that all may learn 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 5 I rest upon thy word, — 
 
 The promise is for me : 
 The succor and salvation, Lord, 
 Shall surely come from thee. 
 
 6 But let me still abide, 
 
 Nor from my hope remove, 
 Till thou my patient spirit guide 
 Into thy perfect love. 
 
 428 For the Spirit's guidance. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend, 
 On whom I cast my every care, 
 
 On whom for all things I depend, — 
 Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 
 
 2 If I have tasted of thy grace — 
 
 That grace that sure salvation brings ; 
 If with me now thy Spirit stays, 
 
 And hovering hides me with his wings : 
 
332 MAN. 
 
 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
 
 Nor for a moment's space depart ; 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 
 And keep, till he renews my heart. 
 
 4 If to the right or left I stray, 
 
 His voice behind me may I hear, 
 Return, and walk in Christ the way ; 
 Fly back to Christ, for sin is near. 
 
 429 I will not let thee go. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou Traveler unknown, 
 Whom still I hold, but cannot see : 
 
 My company before is gone, 
 And I am left alone with thee ; 
 
 With thee all night I mean to stay, 
 
 And wrestle till the break of day. 
 
 2 I need not tell thee who I am ; 
 
 My sin and misery declare ; 
 Thyself hast called me by my name ; 
 
 Look on thy hands and read it there ; 
 But who, I ask thee, who art thou? 
 Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 
 
 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free ; 
 
 I never will unloose my hold ; 
 Art thou the man that died for me ? 
 
 The secret of thy love unfold ; 
 Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
 Till I thy name and nature know. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 333 
 
 430 Continued. P. M. 
 
 Yield to me now, for I am weak, 
 But confident in self-despair; 
 
 Speak to my heart in blessings speak ; 
 Be conquered by my instant prayer; 
 
 Speak or thou never hence shalt move, 
 
 And tell me if thy name be Love. 
 
 2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! thou died'st for me ? 
 
 I hear thee whisper in my heart ; 
 The morning breaks, the shadows flee ; 
 
 Pure universal Love thou art ; 
 To me, to all, thy bowels move, 
 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 3 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace 
 
 Unspeakable I now receive ; 
 Through faith I see her face to face ; 
 
 I see thee face to face and live ! 
 In vain I have not wept and strove ; 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 4 I know thee, Savior, who thou art, — 
 
 Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend ; 
 Nor wilt thou w r ith the night depart, 
 
 But stay and love me to the end ; 
 Thy mercies never shall remove ; 
 Thy nature and thy name is Love. 
 
 431 Restore my peace. S. M. 
 
 And wilt thou yet be found? 
 
 And may I still draw near ? 
 Then listen to the plaintive sound 
 
 Of a poor sinner's prayer. 
 
334 MAN. 
 
 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, 
 
 If still the same thou art ; 
 To thee I look, to thee, my Lord, 
 I lift my helpless heart. 
 
 3 Thou seest my troubled breast, 
 
 The strugglings of my will, 
 The foes that interrupt my rest, 
 The agonies I feel. 
 
 4 O my offended Lord, 
 
 Restore my inward peace : 
 I know thou canst; pronounce the word, 
 And bid the tempest cease. 
 
 5 I long to see thy face 
 
 Thy spirit I implore, — 
 The living water of thy grace, 
 That I may thirst no more. 
 
 432 For the Savior's guidance. P. M. 
 
 My faith looks up to thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
 
 Savior divine, 
 Now hear me when I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away : 
 O let me from this day, 
 
 Be wholly thine. 
 
 2 May thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart ; 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As thou hast died for me, 
 O may my love to thee 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be — 
 A living fire. 
 
SUPPLICATION. 335 
 
 While life's dark maze I tread, 
 And griefs around me spread, 
 
 Be thou my guide ; 
 Bid darkness turn to day ; 
 Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
 Nor ever let me stray 
 
 From thee aside. 
 
 When ends life's transient dream ; 
 When death's cold, sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll ; 
 Blest Savior, then, in love, 
 Fear and distress remove ; 
 O, bear me safe above, — 
 
 A ransomed soul. 
 
 433 Jesus the friend of the friendless. L. M. 
 
 God of my life to thee I call ; 
 Afflicted at thy feet I fall ; 
 When the great water-floods prevail, 
 Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 
 
 2 Friend of the friendless, and the faint, 
 Where should I lodge my deep complaint? 
 Where but with thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless and the poor ? 
 
 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee, 
 And thou refuse the mourner's plea ? 
 Does not the promise still remain, 
 That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 
 
336 MAN. 
 
 4 Poor I may be — despised, forgot, 
 Yet God, my God, forgets me not; 
 And he is safe, and must succeed, 
 For whom the Savior deigns to plead. 
 
 TRUST AND PATIENCE. 
 
 434 The blessedness of God's children. S. M. 
 
 My Father ! cheering name ! 
 
 may I call thee mine! 
 
 Give me some humble right to claim 
 A portion so divine. 
 
 2 This can my fears control, 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly : 
 What real harm can reach my soul, 
 Beneath my Father's eye ? 
 
 3 Whatever thy will denies, 
 
 1 calmly would resign ; 
 
 For thou art just and good and wise : 
 O bend mine will to thine ! 
 
 4 Whate'er thy will ordains, 
 
 O give me strength to bear : 
 Still let me know a Father reigns 
 And trusts a Father's care. 
 
 5 If anguish rend this frame, 
 
 And life almost depart, 
 Is not thy mercy still the same, 
 To cheer my drooping heart ? 
 
TRUST AND PATIENCE. 337 
 
 6 Thy ways are little known 
 To my weak erring sight ; 
 Yet shall my soul believing own 
 That all thy ways are right. 
 
 435 Whoso trusteth in the Lord is safe. S. M. 
 
 Commit thou all thy griefs 
 
 And ways into his hands, — 
 To his sure trust and tender care 
 
 Who earth and heaven commands; 
 Who points the clouds their course, 
 
 Whom winds and seas obey ; 
 He shall direct thy wand'ring feet, — 
 
 He shall prepare thy way. 
 
 2 Thou on the Lord rely 
 
 So safe shalt thou go on ; 
 Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, 
 
 So shall thy work be done. 
 No profit canst thou gain 
 
 By self-consuming care ; 
 To him commend thy cause — his ear 
 
 Attends the softest prayer. 
 
 436 Hope in God's mercy P. M. 
 
 From deep distress to thee I pray ; 
 
 O God, hear rriy entreaty! 
 Turn not thy face from me away, 
 
 But show thy tender pity ; 
 As judge, should thou my deeds regard, 
 In justice weighing due award, 
 
 How could I stand the trial ! 
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338 MAN. 
 
 2 -With thee should mercy not prevail 
 To show to man thy favor, 
 His every act his guilt would swell, 
 
 Vain were his best endeavor. 
 His goodness, in its utmost length, 
 Reveals his utter want of* strength, — 
 He must rely on mercy. 
 
 On God alone, and on his grace, 
 
 Can I securely rest me ; 
 He sees my heart, he heals distress, — 
 
 To him, then, why not trust me? 
 He owns a father's name, and knows 
 The full amount of human woes — 
 
 On him be my reliance ! 
 
 Should comfort seem afar to keep, 
 I'll not sink down despairing ; 
 
 They who in sorrow weep 
 
 Shall find a gracious hearing ; 
 
 Thus Christians do, and they are blest 
 
 In God, their confidence and rest, 
 Their comfort and Redeemer. 
 
 Many and great my sins to own, 
 But greater God's free mercies ; 
 
 From wrath I flee to his dear Son, 
 Who bore for me its curses : 
 
 And he will be my shepherd too, 
 
 Will all my troubles guide me through, 
 To rest with him in glory. 
 
TRUST AND PENITENCE. 839 
 
 437 Remember Calvary. L. M. 
 
 My sufferings all to thee are known, 
 Tempted in every point like me ; 
 
 Regard my grief, regard thine own ; 
 Jesus remember Calvary! 
 
 2 For whom didst thou the cross endure? 
 
 Who nail'd thy body to the tree ? 
 Did not thy death my life procure ? 
 
 let thy mercy answer me. 
 
 3 Art thou not touched with human woe ? 
 
 Hath pity left the son of man ? 
 Dost thou not all my sorrows know, 
 And claim a share in all my pain ? 
 
 4 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed, 
 
 Nor quench the smallest spark of grace, 
 Till through the soul thy power is spread, 
 Thy all-victorious righteousness. 
 
 5 The day of small and feeble things, 
 
 1 know thou never wilt despise ! 
 I know, with healing in his wings, 
 
 The Sun of righteousness shall rise. 
 
 438 " Commit thou thy way." 7s — 6s. 
 
 Commit thy way, confiding, 
 
 When trials here arise, 
 To him whose hand is guiding 
 
 The tumult of the skies. 
 
 There clouds and tempests raging, 
 Have each their path assigned ; 
 
 Will God, for thee engaging, 
 No way of safety find ? 
 
340 MAN. 
 
 2 Trust in the Lord ! his favor 
 
 Will for thy wants provide, 
 Regard his word, and ever 
 
 Thy work shall safe abide. 
 When sorrows here o'ertake thee, 
 
 And self-inflicted care, 
 Let not thy God forsake thee ! 
 
 He listens for thy prayer. 
 
 3 Should Satan league his forces, 
 
 God's purpose to withstand, 
 Think not his rage and curses 
 
 Can stay his lifted hand. 
 When he makes known his pleasure, 
 
 The counsel of his will, 
 That, in its utmost measure, 
 
 Will he at last fulfil. 
 
 4 The sorrows, Lord that try us, 
 
 O bring them to an end ! 
 With needed strength supply us ! 
 
 Thy love to us commend ! 
 That we till death, pursuing 
 
 The best — thy chosen — way, 
 May then, our life renewing, 
 
 Praise thee in endless day. 
 
 439 Consolation in sickness. C. M. 
 
 When languor and disease invade 
 This trembling house of clay, 
 
 Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
 And long to fly away ; — 
 
TRUST AND PATIENCE. 341 
 
 2 Sweet to look inward and attend 
 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 Sweet to look upward, to the place 
 Where Jesus pleads above ; — 
 
 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down ; 
 Sweet to look forward and behold 
 Eternal joys my own : — 
 
 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
 
 My sins on Jesus laid; 
 Sweet to remember that his blood 
 My debt of suff 'ring paid ; — 
 
 5 Sweet to rejoice in living hope, 
 
 That, when my change shall come, 
 Angels shall hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 6 If such the sweetness of the stream, 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
 Directly, Lord, from thee? 
 
 440 The Lord will provide. P. M. 
 
 Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, 
 Though friends should all fail, and foes all 
 
 unite, 
 Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 
 The promise assures us, — The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
342 MAN. 
 
 2 The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed ; 
 From them let us learn to trust for our bread ; 
 His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, 
 So long as 'tis written, — The Lord will provide. 
 
 3 When Satan appears to stop up our path, 
 And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith ; 
 He cannot take from us (though oft he has 
 
 tried) 
 The heart-cheering promise, — The Lord will 
 provide. 
 
 4 He tells us we're weak, — our hope is in vain ; 
 The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; 
 But when such suggestions our graces have 
 
 tried, 
 This answers all questions, — The Lord will 
 provide. 
 
 5 No strength of our own, nor goodness we 
 
 claim : 
 
 Our trust is all thrown on Jesus's name ; 
 
 In this our strong tower of safety we hide ; 
 
 The Lord is our power, — The Lord will pro- 
 vide. 
 
 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, 
 The word of his grace shall comfort us thro'; 
 Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our 
 
 side, 
 We hope to die shouting, — The Lord will 
 
 provide. 
 
TRUST AND PATIENCE. 343 
 
 441 P. M. 
 
 Steadfast reliance and confident anticipation. 
 
 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, 
 Though strength, and health and friends 
 be gone ; 
 
 Though joys be withered all, and dead, 
 Though every comfort be withdrawn ; 
 
 On this my steadfast soul relies, — 
 Father, thy mercy never dies. 
 
 2 Fix'd on this ground will I remain, 
 
 Though my heart fail and flesh decay ; 
 
 This anchor shall my soul sustain, 
 When earth's foundations melt away, 
 
 Mercy's full power I then shall prove. 
 Loved with an everlasting love. 
 
 442 I will fear no evil for thou art with me. P. M. 
 
 Peace, doubting heart, my God's I am : 
 Who formed me man forbids my fear ; 
 
 The Lord hath called me by my name; 
 The Lord protects, forever near : 
 
 His blood for me did once atone, 
 
 And still he loves and guards his own. 
 
 2 When passing through the watery deep, 
 I ask, in faith, his promised aid, 
 
 The waves an awful distance keep, 
 And shrink from my devoted head : 
 
 Fearless, their violence I dare ; 
 
 They cannot harm, for God is there. 
 
344 max. 
 
 3 To him mine eye of faith I turn, 
 And through the fire pursue my way ; 
 
 The fire forgets its power to burn, — 
 The lambent flames around me play ; 
 
 1 own his power, accept the sign, 
 And shout to prove the Savior mine. 
 
 443 -^ blessing for those who mourn. L. M. 
 
 Deem not that they are blest alone 
 Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep ; 
 For God, who pities man, has shown 
 A blessing for the eyes that weep. 
 
 2 The light of smiles shall fill again 
 The lids that overflow with tears ; 
 And weary hours of woe and pain, 
 Are promises of happier years. 
 
 3 There is a day of sunny rest, 
 
 For every dark and troubled night ; 
 Though grief may bide an evening guest, 
 Yet joy shall come with early light. 
 
 4 Nor let the good man's trust depart, 
 Though life its common gifts deny, 
 Though with a pierced and broken heart, 
 And spurned of men, he goes to die. 
 
 5 For God has marked each sorrowing day, 
 And numbered every secret tear ; 
 
 And heaven's eternal bliss shall pay 
 For all his children suffer here. 
 
TRUST AND PATIENCE. 345 
 
 444 At evening time it shall be light C. M. 
 
 We journey through a vale of tears, 
 
 By many a cloud o'ercast ; 
 And worldly cares, and worldly fears, 
 
 Go with us to the last. 
 
 2 Not to the last! Thy w 7 ord hath said, 
 Could we but read aright — 
 Poor pilgrim, lift in hope thy head ; 
 At eve it shall be light ! 
 
 3 Though earth-born shadows now may shroud 
 Thy thorny path awhile, 
 God's blessed word can part each cloud, 
 And bid the sunshine smile. 
 
 4 Only believe, in living faith, 
 
 His love and power divine ; 
 And ere thy sun shall sink in death, 
 His light shall round thee shine. 
 
 5 When tempest clouds are dark on high, 
 
 His bow of love and peace 
 Shines sweetly in the vaulted sky, — 
 A pledge that storms shall cease. 
 
 6 Hold on thy way, with hope un chilled, 
 
 By faith and not by sight, 
 And thou shalt ow r n his word fulfilled, 
 At eve it shall be light. 
 
346 MAN. 
 
 445 Aged and helpless. P. M. 
 
 In age and feebleness extreme, 
 Who shall a sinful worm redeem ? 
 Jesus, my only hope thou art, — 
 Strength of my failing flesh and heart ; 
 O, could I catch a smile from thee, 
 And drop into eternity! 
 
 446 Blessedness of adoption. 
 
 And can my heart aspire so high 
 
 To say,— My Father, God? 
 Lord at thy feet I fain would lie, 
 
 And learn to kiss the rod. 
 
 2 I would submit to all thy will, 
 
 For thou art good and wise ; 
 Let each rebellious thought be still, 
 Nor one faint murmur rise. 
 
 3 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom, 
 
 And bid me wait serene, 
 Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, 
 And brighten all the scene. 
 
 4 My Father, God, permit my heart 
 
 To plead her humble claim, 
 And ask the bliss those words impart, 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
347 
 
 DEVOTION AND PURPOSE. 
 
 447 Living to serve the cause of Christ L. M. 
 
 My gracious Lord, I own thy right 
 To every service I can pay, 
 
 And call it my supreme delight 
 To hear thy dictates and obey. 
 
 2 What is my being but for thee, — 
 
 Its sure support, its noblest end ? 
 'Tis my delight thy face to see, 
 
 And serve the cause of such a friend. 
 
 3 I would not sigh for worldly joy, 
 
 Or to increase my worldly good ; 
 Nor future days nor powers employ 
 To spread a sounding name abroad. 
 
 4 J Tis to my Savior I would live, 
 
 To him who for my ransom died ; 
 Nor could all worldly honor give 
 Such bliss as crowns me at his side. 
 
 His work my hoary age shall bless, 
 When youthful vigor is no more ; 
 
 And my last hour of life confess 
 His saving love, his glorious power. 
 
348 MAN. 
 
 448 Determined to know nothing but Jesus, and 
 him crucified P M. 
 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 
 
 With all of creature good ; 
 Only Jesus I pursue, 
 
 Who bought rne with his blood ; 
 All thy pleasures I forego ; 
 
 I trample on thy wealth and pride ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 2 Other knowledge I disdain ; 
 
 ? Tis all but vanity ; 
 Christ, the Lamb of God, w r as slain, — 
 
 He tasted death for me. 
 Me to save from endless w r oe 
 
 The sin-atoning victim died ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 3 Here will I set up my rest ; 
 
 My fluctuating heart, 
 From the haven of his breast, 
 
 Shall never more depart; 
 Whither should a sinner go ? 
 
 His wounds for me stand open wide ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 8 Him to know is life and peace, 
 
 And pleasure without end ; 
 This is all my happiness, 
 
 On Jesus to depend ; 
 Daily in his grace to grow, 
 
 And ever in his faith abide; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
DEVOTION AND PURPOSE. 349 
 
 5 O that I could all invite, 
 
 This saving grace to prove; 
 Show the length, the breadth, the height 
 
 And deptly of Jesus' love ! 
 Fain I would to sinners show 
 
 The blood by faith alone applied ; 
 Only Jesus will I know, 
 
 And Jesus crucified. 
 
 449 Not ashamed of Christ L. M. 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 A mortal man ashamed of thee? 
 Ashamed of thee whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days? 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus ? sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ? just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
 Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
 4 Ashamed of Jesus ? that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ? 
 No; when I blush — be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5 Ashamed of Jesus? yes I may 
 When I have no guilt to wash away, 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
350 MAN. 
 
 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I boast a Savior slain ! 
 And, oh, may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me! 
 
 450 The voiv sealed at the cross. L. M. 
 
 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, 
 Purchased and saved by grace divine ; 
 With full consent thine would I be, 
 And own thy sov'reign right in me. 
 
 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
 Among the children of thy grace ; 
 A wretched sinner lost to God, 
 
 But ransomed by Immanuers blood. 
 
 3 Thine would I live — thine would I die : 
 Be thine through all eternity; 
 
 The vow is passed beyond repeal, 
 And now I set the solemn seal. 
 
 4 Here at thy cross where flows the blood 
 That bought my guilty soul for God, — 
 Thee, my new Master now I call, 
 And consecrate to thee my all. 
 
 5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
 The great engagement to perform ; 
 Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
 And on that grace I dare depend. 
 
DEVOTION AND PURPOSE. 351 
 
 451 Saved by grace. P. M. 
 
 Let the world their virtue boast, — 
 
 Their works of righteousness ; 
 I, a wretch undone and lost, 
 
 And freely saved by grace ; 
 Other title I disclaim ; 
 
 This, only this, is all my plea : 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 2 Happy they whose joys abound, 
 
 Like Jordan's swelling stream ; 
 Who their heaven in Christ have found, 
 
 And give the praise to him. 
 Meanest follower of the Lamb, 
 
 His steps I at a distance see : 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 3 Jesus thou for me hast died, 
 
 And thou in me wilt live ; 
 I shall feel thy death applied ; 
 
 I shall thy life receive : 
 Yet when melted in the flame 
 
 Of love, this shall be all my plea, 
 I the chief of sinners am, 
 
 But Jesus died for me. 
 
 452 Not ashamed of Jesus. C. M. 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Nor to defend his cause ; 
 Maintain the honor of his word, 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
352 MAN. 
 
 2 Jesus, my God ! — I know his name ; 
 
 His name is all my trust; 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 4 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father's face, 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 453 Perfect submission P. M. 
 
 When, my Savior, shall I be 
 Perfectly resigned to thee ? 
 Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
 Only in thy wisdom wise. 
 
 2 Only thee content to know, 
 Ignorant of all below : 
 Only guided by thy light, 
 Only mighty in thy might. 
 
 3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
 Let him as he listeth blow ; 
 Let the matter be unknown, 
 So I may with thee be one. 
 
 4 Fully in my life express 
 All the height of holiness ; 
 Sweetly let my spirit prove 
 All the depths of humble love. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 353 
 
 454 Thy will be done. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
 
 In whom I now believe, 
 As taught by thee, in faith I pray, 
 
 Expecting to receive. 
 
 2 Thy will by me on earth be done, 
 
 As by the powers above, 
 Who always see thee on thy throne, 
 And glory in thy love. 
 
 3 I ask in confidence the grace, 
 
 That I may do thy will, 
 As angels, who beheld thy face, 
 And all thy words fulfil. 
 
 4 Surely I shall, the sinner I, 
 
 Shall serve thee without fear, 
 If thou my nature sanctify, 
 In answer to my prayer. 
 
 UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 
 
 455 The loss of first love mourned. L. M. 
 
 O where is now that glowing love 
 
 That marked our union with the Lord ? 
 
 Our hearts were fixed on things above, 
 Nor could the world a joy afford. 
 
354 MAN. 
 
 2 Where is the zeal that led us then 
 
 To make our Savior's glory known, 
 That freed us from the fear of men, 
 And kept our eye on him alone ? 
 
 3 Where are the happy seasons spent 
 
 In fellowship with him we loved, 
 The sacred joy, the sweet content, 
 The blessedness that then we proved ? 
 
 4 Behold, again we turn to thee, 
 
 O cast us not away, though vile; 
 No peace we have, no joy we see, 
 O Lord, our God, but in thy smile. 
 
 456 -^ ca M to arms. L. M. 
 
 O Israel, to thy tents repair — 
 
 Why thus secure on hostile ground ? 
 
 Thy Lord commands thee to beware, 
 For many foes thy camp surround. 
 
 2 The trumpet gives a martial strain, 
 
 O Israel, gird thee for the fight ; 
 Arise, the combat to maintain, 
 Arise, and put thy foes to flight. 
 
 3 O sleep not thou, as others do — 
 
 Awake, be vigilant, be brave ; 
 The coward and the sluggard too 
 Must wear the fetters of the slave. 
 
 4 A nobler lot is cast for thee, 
 
 A crown aw T aits thee in the skies ; 
 With such a hope shall Israel flee, 
 
 And yield, through weariness, the prize? 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 355 
 
 5 No — let a careless world repose 
 
 And slumber on through life's short day, 
 While Israel to the conflict goes, 
 And bears the glorious prize away. 
 
 457 Declension mourned. L. M. 
 
 Lord, in these dark and dismal days, 
 We mourn the hidings of thy face; 
 Proud enemies our path surround, 
 To level Zion with the ground. 
 
 2 Her sons, her worship, they deride, 
 And hiss thy word with tongues of pride, 
 And cry, to mock our humble prayer, 
 "Where is your God, ye Christians where?" 
 
 3 Errors, and sins, and follies grow, 
 Thy saints bow down in deepest woe ; 
 Their love decays, their zeal is o'er, 
 
 And thousands walk with Christ no more. 
 
 4 To happier days our bosoms turn, 
 Those days but teach us how to mourn ; 
 The God who bade his mercy flow, 
 
 In wrath withdraws his blessings now. 
 
 5 The blessings from thy truth withdrawn, 
 Its quickening, saving influence gone, 
 Unwarned, unwakened, sinners^hear, 
 Nor see their awful danger near. 
 
 6 Yet stilt thy name is ever blest, 
 On thee our hope shall safely rest ; 
 Zion her Savior soon shall see, 
 Arrayed to set her Israel free. 
 
356 MAN. 
 
 7 Then shall thy saints exult and sing 
 The matchless glories of their King, 
 Nations before his altar bend, 
 And peace from realm to realm extend. 
 
 458 The backslider restored. C. M. 
 
 O why did I my Saviour leave, 
 
 So soon unfaithful prove ? 
 How could I thy good Spirit grieve, 
 
 And sin against thy love ! 
 
 2 I forced thee first to disappear, 
 
 I turned thy face aside ; 
 Ah, Lord ! if thou hadst still been here, 
 Thy servant had not died. 
 
 3 But, O, how soon thy wrath is o'er, 
 
 And pardoning love takes place ! 
 Assist me, Savior, to adore 
 The riches of thy grace ! 
 
 4 O could I lose myself in thee, 
 
 Thy depth of mercy prove, 
 Thou vast, unfathomable sea 
 Of unexhausted love! 
 
 5 My humble soul, when thou art near, 
 
 In dust and ashes lies ; 
 How shall a sinful worm appear, 
 Or meet thy purer eyes ? 
 
 6 I loathe myself when God I see, 
 
 And into nothing fall ; 
 Content if thou exhalted be, 
 And Christ be all in all. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 357 
 
 459 Lamenting spiritual sloth, C. M. 
 
 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
 
 Awake, my sluggish soul : 
 Nothing has half thy work to do, 
 
 Yet nothing's half so dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants for one poor grain 
 
 See how they toil and strive ; 
 Yet we who have a heaven t' obtain, 
 How negligent we live ! — 
 
 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
 
 And stars their courses move ; 
 We, for whose guard the angel bands 
 Come flying from above: 
 
 4 We, for whom God the Son came down; 
 
 And labored for our good ; 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchased with his blood ! 
 
 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 
 
 And never act our parts ? 
 Come, holy Dove, from the heavenly hill, 
 And warm our frozen hearts ! 
 
 6 Give us with active warmth to move, 
 
 With vigorous souls to rise ; 
 With hands of faith, and wings of love, 
 To fly and take the prize. 
 
358 MAN. 
 
 460 Prayer for renewal by the Holy Spirit C. M. 
 
 My hope, my portion, and my God, 
 
 How little art thou known 
 By all the judgments of thy rod, 
 
 And blessings of thy throne ! 
 
 2 How cold and feeble is my love ! 
 
 How negligent my fear ! 
 How low my hope for joys above! 
 How few affections there ! 
 
 3 Great God ! thy gracious aid impart, 
 
 To give thy word success ; 
 Write thy salvation in my heart, 
 That I may learn thy grace. 
 
 4 Show my forgetful feet the way 
 
 That leads to joys on high ; 
 There knowledge grows without decay, 
 And love shall never die. 
 
 461 The vanity of mere formality. C. M. 
 
 Long have I seemed to serve thee, Lord, 
 
 With unavailing pain ; 
 Fasted, and prayed, and read thy word, 
 
 And heard it preached in vain. 
 
 2 Oft did I with the assembly join, 
 And near thy altar drew ; 
 A form of godliness was mine, — 
 The power I never knew. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 359 
 
 3 I rested in the outward law, 
 
 Nor knew its deep design; 
 The length and breadth I never saw, 
 And height, of love divine. 
 
 4 To please thee, thus at length I see, 
 
 Vainly I hoped and strove; 
 For what are outward things to thee, 
 Unless they spring from love? 
 
 5 I see the perfect law requires 
 
 Truth in the inward parts ; 
 Our full consent, our whole desires, 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
 6 But I of means have made my boast ; 
 
 Of means an idol made ; 
 The spirit in the letter lost, — 
 The substance in the shade. 
 
 7 Where am I now, or what my hope? 
 
 What can my weakness do ? 
 Jesus to thee my soul looks up ; 
 'Tis thou must make me new. 
 
 462 The warning voice of Jesus. 8. M. 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, shake 
 
 This slumber from my soul ! 
 Say to me now, — Awake, awake ! 
 
 And Christ shall make thee whole. 
 
 2 Lay to thy mighty hand ; 
 Alarm me in this hour ; 
 And make me fully understand 
 The thunder of thy power. 
 
360 MAN. 
 
 3 Give me on thee to call, 
 
 Always to watch and pray, 
 Lest I into temptation fall, 
 And cast my shield away. 
 
 4 For each assault prepared, 
 
 And ready may I be ; 
 For ever standing on my guard, 
 And looking up to thee. 
 
 5 do thou always warn 
 
 My soul of evil near ; 
 When to the right or left I turn 
 Thy voice still let me hear, — 
 
 6 Come back ! this is the way ; 
 
 Come back, and walk therein; 
 O may I hearken and obey, 
 And shun the paths of sin. 
 
 463 Mourning departed joys, C. M. 
 
 Sw 7 eet was the time when first I felt 
 The Savior's pardoning blood 
 
 Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
 And bring me home to God. 
 
 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, 
 
 His praises tuned my tongue ; 
 And when the evening shades prevailed, 
 His love was all my song. 
 
 3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, 
 
 And saw his glory shine : 
 And when I read his holy word, 
 I called each promise mine. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 361 
 
 4 But now when evening shade prevails, 
 
 My soul in darkness mourns, 
 And when the morn the light reveals, 
 No light to me returns. 
 
 5 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 
 
 Oh make my soul thy care ! 
 
 I know thy mercy cannot fail ; 
 
 Let me that mercy share. * 
 
 464 Mourning under darkness. C. M. 
 
 that I were as heretofore, 
 When warm in my first love : 
 
 1 only lived my God to adore, 
 And seek the things above ! 
 
 2 Upon my head his candle shone, 
 
 And, lavish of his grace, 
 With cords of love he drew me on, 
 And half unveiled his face. 
 
 3 Far, far above all earthly things, 
 
 Triumphantly I rode ; 
 I soared to heaven on eagles' wings, 
 And found and talked with God. 
 
 4 Where am I now, from what a height 
 
 Of happiness cast down ! 
 The glory swallowed up in night, 
 And faded is the crown. 
 
 5 O God, thou art my home, my rest, 
 
 For which I sigh in pain ! 
 How shall I 'scape into thy breast, 
 My Eden, how regain ! 
 
362 MAN. 
 
 465 Steadfast reliance upon the promises. S. M. 
 
 Away, my needless fears, 
 And doubts, no longer mine ; 
 
 A ray of heavenly light appears, 
 A messenger divine. 
 
 2 Thrice comfortable hope, 
 
 That calms my troubled breast ; 
 My Father's hand prepares the cup, 
 And what he wills is best. 
 
 3 If what I wish is good, 
 
 And suits the will divine, 
 By earth and hell in vain withstood, 
 I know it shall be mine. 
 
 4 Still let them counsel take 
 
 To frustrate his decree ; 
 They cannot keep a blessing back, 
 By heaven designed for me. 
 
 5 Here then I doubt no more, 
 
 But in his pleasure rest; 
 Whose wisdom, love, and truth and power, 
 Engage to make me blest. 
 
 466 The complaint under darkness. C. M. 
 
 Kejoice in God, the word commands, 
 
 And fain would I obey ; 
 Yet still my spirit, lingering, stands, 
 
 While doubts impede my way. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 363 
 
 2 How can my soul exult for joy, 
 
 Which feels this load of sin ? 
 And how can praise my tongue employ, 
 While darkness reigns within ? 
 
 3 If falling tears and rising sighs 
 
 In triumph share a part, 
 Then, Lord, behold these streaming eyes, 
 And search this bleeding heart! 
 
 4 The power, the sweetness of thy voice, 
 
 Alone my heart can move ; 
 Make me in Christ my Lord rejoice, 
 And melt my soul to love. 
 
 467 Pardoning love. C. M. 
 
 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
 Has wandered from the Lord ; 
 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 Forgetful of his word ! 
 
 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, "Keturn ;" 
 
 Dear Lord, and may I come? 
 My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
 O take the wanderer home. 
 
 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 
 
 And bid my crimes remove? 
 And shall a pardoned rebel live, 
 To speak thy wondrous love ? 
 
 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, 
 
 How glorious, how divine ! 
 That can to life and bliss restore 
 So vile a heart as mine. 
 
364 max. 
 
 5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 
 Dear Savior, I adore ; 
 O keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 468 Rejoicing in Christ's restoriny love. S. M. 
 
 speak that word again; 
 
 It cheers my drooping heart ; 
 How sweetly doth it soothe my pain, 
 And bid my fears depart ! 
 
 2 And dost thou deign to own 
 
 A worm so vile as I? 
 And may I still approach thy throne, 
 And Abba, Father, cry ? 
 
 3 My Savior, by his word, 
 
 Hath turned my night to day ; 
 And all those heavenly joys restored 
 Which I had sinned away. 
 
 4 I wonder and adore ; 
 
 The grace is all divine : 
 Lord keep me, that I sin no more 
 Against such love as thine. 
 
 469 Grateful acknowledgment C. M. 
 
 1 love the Lord : he heard my cries, 
 And pitied every groan ; 
 
 Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
 I'll hasten to his throne. 
 
UNFAITHFULNESS MOURNED. 365 
 
 2 I love the Lord, he bowed his ear, 
 
 And chased my grief away ; 
 
 let my heart no more despair, 
 While I have breath to pray. 
 
 3 The Lord beheld me sore distressed; 
 
 He bade my pains remove ; 
 Return my soul, to God, thy rest, 
 For thou hast known his love. 
 
 470 Return of joy. L. M. 
 
 When darkness long has veil'd the mind, 
 And smiling day once more appears, 
 
 Then, my Redeemer ! then I find 
 The folly of my doubts and fears. 
 
 2 I chide my unbelieving heart ; 
 
 And biush that I should ever be 
 Thus prone to act so base a part, 
 
 Or harbor one hard thought of thee ! 
 
 3 O let me then at length be taught, 
 
 What I am still so slow to learn, 
 
 That God is love, and changes not, 
 
 Nor know the shadow of a turn. 
 
 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! 
 
 But when my faith is sharply tried, 
 
 1 find myself a learner yet, — 
 
 Unskillful, weak, and apt to slide. 
 
 5 But, O, my Lord, one look from thee 
 
 Subdues the disobedient will ; 
 Drives doubt and discontent away, 
 And thy rebellious child is still. 
 
366 MAN. 
 
 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, 
 As I am ready to repine ; 
 Thou, therefore, all the praise receive ; 
 Be shame and self-abhorrence, mine. 
 
 471 God m y gl° r y and my shield. L. M. 
 
 The tempter to my soul hath said, 
 There is no help in God for thee : 
 
 Lord, lift thou up thy servant's head ; 
 My glory, shield and solace be. 
 
 2 Thus to the Lord I raised my cry ; 
 
 He heard me from his holy hill ; 
 At his commands the waves rolled by ; 
 He beckoned, — and the winds were still. 
 
 3 I laid me down and slept, — I woke; 
 
 Thou, Lord, my spirit didst sustain ; 
 Bright from the east the morning broke, — 
 Thy comforts rose on me again. 
 
 4 I will not fear, though armed throngs 
 
 Surround my steps in all their wrath ; 
 Salvation to the Lord belongs ; 
 
 His presence guards his people's path. 
 
367 
 
 PEACE AND JOY. 
 
 472 Meekness. L. M. 
 
 Happy the meek, whose gentle breast, 
 Clear as the summer evening's ray, 
 
 Calm as the regions of the blest, 
 Enjoys on earth celestial day. 
 
 2 His heart no broken friendships sting ; 
 
 No jars his peaceful tent invade ; 
 
 He rests beneath the Almighty's wing, 
 
 Hostile to none — -of none afraid. 
 
 3 Spirit of grace ! all meek and mild, 
 
 Inspire our hearts, — our souls possess ; 
 Repel each passion rude and wild, 
 And bless us as we aim to bless. 
 
 473 The rapture of love. C. M. 
 
 O 'tis delight without alloy, 
 
 Jesus, to hear thy name ; 
 My spirit leaps with inward joy ; 
 
 I feel the sacred flame. 
 
 2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, 
 
 When love inspires my breast, — 
 Love, the divinest of the train, 
 The sov'reign of the rest. 
 
 3 This is the grace must live and sing, 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease, 
 And sound from every joyful string, 
 Through all the realms of bliss. 
 
368 MAN. 
 
 4 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 
 And hasten to my home ; 
 I leap to meet thy kind embrace; 
 I come, O Lord, I come. 
 
 5 Sink down, ye separating hills ; 
 Let sin and death remove ; 
 'Tis love that drives my chariot wheels, 
 And death must yield to love. 
 
 474 The full assurance of hope C. M. 
 
 How happy every child of grace, 
 
 Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
 This earth, he cries, is not my place : 
 
 I seek my place in heaven : 
 A country far from mortal sight, . 
 
 Yet O, by faith I see ; 
 The land of rest the saint's delight — 
 
 The heaven prepared for me. 
 
 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
 
 While here on earth we stay, 
 We more than taste the heavenly powers, 
 
 And antedate that aay : 
 We feel the resurrection near, 
 
 Our life in Christ concealed, 
 And with his glorious presence here, 
 
 Our earthen vessels filled. 
 
PEACE AND JOY. 369 
 
 O would he more of heaven bestow, 
 
 And, when the vessels break, 
 Let our triumphant spirits go 
 
 To grasp the God we seek ! 
 In rapturous awe on him to gaze, 
 
 Who bought the sight for me ; 
 And shout and wonder at his grace, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 475 The pilgrim! s happy lot. P. M. 
 
 How happy is the pilgrim's lot ! 
 
 How free from every anxious thought, 
 
 From worldly hope and fear! 
 Confined to neither court nor cell, 
 His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 
 
 He only sojourns here. 
 
 2 This happiness in part is mine, 
 Already saved from low design, 
 
 From every creature love ; 
 Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
 My soul is lightened of its load, 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 3 There is my house and portion fair ; 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home ; 
 For me my elder brethren stay, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come. 
 
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370 MAN. 
 
 4 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies ; 
 I come to meet thee in the skies, 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest! 
 Soon will the pilgrim's journey end ; 
 Then, O my Savior; Brother Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast, 
 
 476 The kingdoms are but one. C. M. 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, 
 
 And saved by grace alone; 
 Walking in all his ways they find 
 
 Their heaven on e^rth begun. 
 
 2 The church triumphant in thy love, 
 
 Their mighty joys we know ; 
 They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
 And we in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, 
 
 And bow before thy throne ; 
 We in the kingdom of thy grace ; 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 The holy to the holiest leads, 
 
 And thence our spirits rise; 
 For he that in thy statutes treads, 
 Shall meet thee in the skies. 
 
 477 Glory to the Lamb. P. M. 
 
 Hark ! the notes of angels singing, 
 
 Glory, glory to the Lamb! 
 All in heaven their tribute bringing, 
 
 Raising high the Savior's name. 
 
PEACE AND JOY. 371 
 
 2 Ye for whom his life was given, 
 
 Sacred themes to you belong ; 
 Come, assist the choir of heaven, 
 Join the everlasting song. 
 
 3 Filled with holy emulation, 
 
 We unite with those above : 
 Sweet the theme — a free salvation — 
 Fruit of everlasting love. 
 
 4 Endless life in him possessing. 
 
 Let us praise his precious name ; 
 Glory, honor, power and blessing, 
 Be forever to the Lamb ! 
 
 478 The foretaste of endless bliss. P. M. 
 
 My God, I am thine ; what a comfort divine, 
 What a blessing to know that Jesus is mine ! 
 In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am ; 
 And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of 
 his name. 
 
 2 True pleasures abound in the rapturous 
 
 sound, 
 And whoever hath found it, hath paradise 
 
 found ; 
 My Kedeemer to know, to feel his blood flow r , 
 This is life everlasting — 'tis heaven below. 
 
 3 Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast ; 
 That indeed is the fullness, but this is the 
 
 taste ; 
 And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove 
 To the heaven of heavens in Jesus' love. 
 
372 MAN. 
 
 479 * P. M. 
 
 Rejoicing in the care of the good Shepherd. 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I 
 
 know ; 
 I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest : 
 He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, 
 Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when 
 
 oppress'd. 
 
 2 Through the valley and shadow of death 
 
 though I stary, 
 Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; 
 Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; 
 No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 
 
 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; 
 With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth 
 
 o'er; 
 With oil and perfume thou anointestmy head, 
 
 what shall I ask of thy providence more? 
 
 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, 
 Still follow my steps till I meet thee above, 
 
 1 seek — by the path which my forefathers trod, 
 Through the land of their sojourn — thy king- 
 dom of love. 
 
373 
 
 PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 
 
 480 The saints in glory. C. M. 
 
 Give me the wings of faith to rise 
 
 Within the veil, and see 
 The saints above how great their joys, 
 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
 2 Once they were mourners here below, 
 
 And pour'd out cries and tears ; 
 They wrestle hard as we do now, 
 With sins, and doubts and fears. 
 
 3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came : 
 
 They with united breath, 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, — 
 ^Their triumph to his death. 
 
 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod ; 
 
 His zeal inspired their breast ; 
 And foll'wing their incarnate God, 
 Possess the promised rest. 
 
 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 
 
 For his own pattern given ; 
 While the long cloud of witnesses 
 Shows the same path to heaven. 
 
 481 The goodly land. S. M. 
 
 Far from these scenes of night, 
 
 Unbounded glories rise, 
 And realms of joy and pure delight, 
 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
374 MAN. 
 
 2 Fair land ! — could mortal eyes 
 But half its charms explore, 
 How would our spirits long to rise, 
 And dwell on earth no more ! 
 
 3 No cloud those regions know, — 
 
 Realms ever bright and fair ; 
 For sin the source of mortal woe, 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 4 O may the prospect fire 
 
 Our hearts with ardent love, 
 Till wings of faith and strong desire 
 Bear every thought above. 
 
 5 Prepared by grace divine, 
 
 For thy bright courts on high, 
 Lord, bid our spirits rise and join * 
 The chorus of the sky. 
 
 482 The heavenly Jerusalem. P. M. 
 
 Away with our sorrow and fear, 
 
 We soon shall recover our home ; 
 The city of saints shall appear, — 
 
 The day of eternity come. 
 From earth we shall quickly remove, 
 
 And mount to our native abode ; 
 The house of our Father above, — 
 
 The palace of angels and God. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 375 
 
 2 Our mourning is all at an end, 
 
 When, raised by the life-giving word, 
 We see the new city descend, 
 
 Adorn'd as a bride for her Lord. 
 The city so holy and clean, 
 
 No sorrow can breathe in the air ; 
 No gloom of affliction or sin ; 
 
 No shadow of evil is there. 
 
 3 By faith we already behold 
 
 That lovely Jerusalem here : 
 Her wells are of jasper and gold ; 
 
 As crystal her buildings are clear ; 
 Immovably founded in grace, 
 
 She stands as she ever hath stood, 
 And brightly her builder displays, 
 
 And flames with the glory of God. 
 
 483 There shall be no night there. . P. M. 
 
 No need of the sun in that day 
 
 Which never is follow'd by night. 
 Where Jesus' beauties display 
 
 A pure and a permanent light : 
 The Lamb is their light and their sun, 
 
 And lo ! by reflection they shine ; 
 With Jesus ineffably one, 
 
 And bright in effulgence divine. 
 
 2 The saints in his presence receive 
 
 Their great and eternal reward ; 
 In Jesus, in heaven, they live, — 
 
 They reign in the smile of their Lord, 
 The flame of angelical love 
 
 Is kindled at Jesus's face ; 
 And all the enjoyment above, 
 
 Consists in the rapturous gaze. 
 
376 MAN. 
 
 484 I would not live alway. P. M. 
 
 I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 
 
 way ; 
 The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here 
 Are enough for life's joys, full enough for its 
 
 cheer. 
 
 2 I would not live alway; no — welcome the 
 
 tomb ! 
 Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 
 
 gloom : 
 There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise, 
 To hail me in triumph descending the skies. 
 
 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his 
 
 God- 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 
 Where rivers of pleasure flow bright o'er the 
 
 plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ? 
 
 4 There saints of all ages in harmony meet 
 Their Savior and brethren transported to greet, 
 While anthems of pleasure unceasingly roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
 
 soul. 
 
 485 The goodly city in prospect. C. M. 
 
 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
 
 Name ever dear to me ! 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 
 In joy, and peace in thee? 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 377 
 
 2 when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend, 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbath has no end ? 
 
 3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
 Bless'd seats through rude and stormy scenes, 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe? 
 
 Or feel, at death, dismay? 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets there, 
 
 Around my Savior stand ; 
 And soon my friends in Christ below 
 Will join the glorious band. 
 
 6 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 Then shall my labors have an end, 
 When I thy joys shall see. 
 
 486 The promised land. C. M. 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 O the transporting rapturous scene, 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields array'd in living green, 
 And rivers of delight. 
 
378 MAN. 
 
 3 There generous fruits that never fail, 
 
 On trees immortal grow ; 
 There rock, and hill, and brook, and vale, 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 O'er all those wide extended plains 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There God the Son forever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 5 No chilling winds, nor pois'nous breath, 
 
 Can reach that healthful shore ; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 
 6 When shall I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be forever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 And in his bosom rest ? 
 
 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptured soul 
 
 Would here no longer stay : 
 Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
 487 The land of rest C. M. 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wand'rers given ; 
 There is a joy for souls distressed, 
 A balm for every wounded breast, 
 'Tis found above in heaven. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 379 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls 
 
 By sin and sorrow driven, 
 When toss'd on life's tempestous shoals, 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls, 
 
 And all is drear but heaven. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 
 
 To brighter prospects given ; 
 And views the tempest passing by, 
 The evening shadows quickly fly, 
 
 And all serene in heaven. 
 
 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
 
 And joys supreme are given; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
 Beyond the confines of the tomb, 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 488 The spirits of the jiist made perfect P. M. 
 
 Who are these array'd in white, 
 
 Brighter than the noonday sun ? 
 Foremost of the sons of light, 
 
 Nearest the eternal throne ? 
 These are they that bore the cross, 
 
 Nobly for their Master stood ; 
 Suff 'rers in his righteous cause, 
 
 Foll'wers of their dying God. 
 
 2 Out of great distress they came ; 
 
 Wash'd their robes, by faith, below, 
 In the blood of yonder Lamb, — 
 
 Blood that washes white as snow ; 
 Therefore are they next the throne, 
 
 Serve their Maker day and night : 
 God resides among his own, 
 
 God doth in his saints delight. 
 
380 MAN. 
 
 489 Communion with the saints in heaven. C. M. 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 That have obtained the prize ; 
 
 And on the angels wings of love, 
 To joys celestial rise. 
 
 2 Let all the saints terrestial sing, 
 
 With those to glory gone ; 
 For all the servants of our King, 
 In earth and heaven, are one. 
 
 3 One family we dwell in him, 
 
 One church above, beneath, 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
 4 One army of the living God, 
 
 To his command we bow ; 
 Part of the host have cross'd the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 5 Ten thousand to their endless home 
 
 This solemn moment fly ; 
 And we are to the margin come, 
 And we expect to die. 
 
 His militant embodied host, 
 
 With wishful looks we stand, 
 And long to see that happy coast, 
 And reach the happy land. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 381 
 
 490 God shall wipe away all tears. S. M. 
 
 O what a mighty change 
 
 Shall Jesus' sufferers know, 
 While o'er the happy plains they range, 
 
 Incapable of woe ! 
 
 2 No ill-requited love 
 
 Shall there our spirits wound : 
 No base ingratitude above, — 
 No sin in heaven is found. 
 
 3 There all our griefs are spent : 
 
 There all our sorrow end : 
 We cannot there the fall lament, 
 Of a departed friend ; 
 
 4 A brother dead to God, 
 
 By sin, alas ! undone : 
 No father there, in passion loud, 
 Cries, — O, my son ! my son ! 
 
 5 No slightest touch of pain, 
 
 No sorrow's least alloy, 
 Can violate our rest, or stain 
 Our purity of joy : 
 
 6 In that eternal day 
 
 No clouds or tempests rise ; 
 There gushing tears are wiped away 
 Forever from our eyes. 
 
382 MAN. 
 
 491 The heavenly Canaan. C. M. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 And never with'ring flowers : 
 Death like a narrow sea divides 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan roll'd between. 
 
 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 
 Could fright us from the shore. 
 
 492 The songs and bliss of heaven. P. M. 
 
 High in yonder realms of light, 
 
 Dwell the raptured saints above, 
 Far beyond our feeble sight, 
 
 Happy in Inimanuers love: 
 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 
 
 Once they knew, like us below, 
 Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 
 
 Torturing pain, and heavy woe. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 383 
 
 2 Oft the big unbidden tear, 
 
 Stealing down the furrowed cheek ; 
 Told in eloquence sincere, 
 
 Tales of woe they could not speak ; 
 But these days of weeping o'er, 
 
 Days of sorrow and of pain' 
 They shall feel distress no more, 
 
 Never, never weep again. 
 
 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 
 
 'Mid th' angelic lyres above, 
 Hark ! their songs melodious rise, 
 
 Songs of praise to Jesus' love : 
 Happy spirits ! ye are fled, 
 
 Where no grief can entrance find, — 
 Lulled to rest the aching head, 
 
 Soothed the anguish of the mind. 
 
 4 AH is tranquil and serene, — 
 
 Calm and undisturbed repose ; 
 There no cloud can intervene, 
 
 There no angry tempest blows : 
 Every tear is wiped away, 
 
 Sighs no more shall heave the breast ; 
 Night is lost in endless day, 
 
 Sorrow, in eternal rest. 
 
 493 Nothing like heaven. P. M. 
 
 This world is poor from shore to shore, 
 
 And like a baseless vision, 
 Its lofty domes and brilliant ore, 
 Its gems and crowns are vain and poor; 
 
 There's nothing rich but heaven. 
 
384 MAN. 
 
 2 Empires decay and nations die, 
 
 Our hopes *to winds are given; 
 The vernal blooms in ruin lie, 
 >, Death reigns o'er all beneath the sky ; 
 There's nothing sure but heaven. 
 
 3 Creation's mighty fabric all 
 
 Shall be to atoms riven, — 
 The skies consume, the planets fall, 
 Convulsions rock this earthly ball; — 
 
 There's nothing firm but heaven. 
 
 4 A stranger, lonely here I roam, 
 
 From place to place am driven ; 
 My friends are gone, and I'm in gloom, 
 This earth is all a dismal tomb ; — 
 
 I have no home but heaven. 
 
 5 The clouds disperse— the light appears, 
 
 My sins are all forgiven. 
 Triumphant grace hath quelled my fears — 
 Roll on, thou sun! fly swift, my years! 
 
 I'm on my way to heaven. 
 
 494 Freedom from sin and sorrow. C. M. 
 
 How happy are the souls above, 
 
 From sin and sorrow free ! 
 With Jesus they are now at rest, 
 
 And all his glory see. 
 
 2 "Worthy the Lamb," alone they cry, 
 "That brought us near to God:" 
 In ceaseless hymns of praise, they shout 
 The virtue of his blood. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 385 
 
 3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, 
 
 Ambitious to proclaim, 
 Before the Father's awful throne, 
 The honors of the Lamb. 
 
 4 With wondering joy, they recollect, 
 
 Their fears and dangers past ; 
 And bless the wisdom, power and love 
 Which brought them safe at last. 
 
 5 Lord ! let the merit of thy death 
 
 To me be likewise given ; 
 And I, with them, will shout thy praise, 
 Through all the courts of heaven. 
 
 495 "-A house not made with hands." S. M. 
 
 We know, by faith we know, 
 
 If this vile house of clay, 
 This tabernacle, sink below 
 
 In ruinous decay, 
 We have a house above, 
 
 Not made with mortal hands, 
 And firm as our Redeemer's love 
 
 That heavenly fabric stands ; 
 
 2 It stands securely high, 
 
 Indissolubly sure; 
 Our glorious mansion in the sky 
 
 Shall evermore endure ; 
 O were we entered there, 
 
 To perfect heaven restored ! 
 O were we all caught up to share 
 
 The triumph of our Lord ! 
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386 MAN. 
 
 3 For this in faith we call, 
 
 For this we weep and pray ; 
 O might the tabernacle fall ! 
 
 O might we 'scape away ! 
 Full of immortal hope, 
 
 We urge the restless strife, 
 And hasten to be swallowed up 
 
 Of everlasting life. 
 
 496 " Who are these in white raiment ?" 8 7s. 
 
 Who are these in bright array, 
 
 This innumerable throng, 
 Round the altar night and day 
 
 Tuning their triumphant song? 
 "Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, 
 
 Blessing, honor, glory, power, 
 Wisdom, riches, to obtain, 
 
 New dominion every hour." 
 
 2 These through fiery trials trod, 
 
 These from great affliction came ; 
 Now, before the throne of God, 
 
 Sealed with his eternal name, 
 Clad in raiment pure and white, 
 
 Victor-palms in every hand, 
 Through their great Redeemer's might, 
 
 More than conquerors they stand. 
 
 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, 
 
 On immortal fruits they feed ; 
 Them the Lamb amidst the throne 
 
 Shall to living fountains lead ? 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs, 
 
 Perfect love dispels their fears, 
 And forever from their eyes 
 
 God shall wipe away their tears. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 387 
 
 497 Magnificence of Heaven. 6 8s. 
 
 Since o'er thy footstool here below 
 Such beauteous gems are thrown, 
 
 O what magnificence must glow, 
 My God, around thy throne ! 
 
 So brilliant here these drops of light, 
 
 There the full ocean rolls — how bright ! 
 
 2 If night's blue curtain of the sky, 
 
 With thousand stars inwrought, — 
 Hung like some royal canopy, 
 
 With glittering diamonds fraught, — 
 Be, Lord, thy temple's outer veil, 
 What glory round the shrine must dwell ! 
 
 3 The dazzling sun at noontide hour, 
 
 Forth from his flaming vase 
 Flinging o'er earth his golden shower, 
 
 Till vale and mountain blaze, 
 But shows, O Lord, one beam of thine — 
 What then the day where thou dost shine ? 
 
 4 Ah, how shall these dim eyes endure 
 
 That noon of living rays ? 
 Or how my spirit, so impure, 
 
 Upon thy brightness gaze? 
 Anoint, O Lord, anoint my sight, 
 And robe me for that world of light. 
 
 498 Celestial Prospects. C. M. 
 
 Sweet glories rush upon my sight, 
 And charm my wondering eyes ; 
 
 The regions of immortal light, 
 The beauties of the skies. 
 
388 MAN. 
 
 2 All hail ! ye fair celestial shores! 
 
 Ye lands of endless day ! 
 Swift on my view your prospect pours, 
 And drives my griefs away. 
 
 3 There's a delightful clearness now, 
 
 My clouds of doubt are gone, 
 Fled is my former darkness too, 
 My fears are all withdrawn. 
 
 4 Short is the passage — short the space 
 
 Between my home and me ; 
 There ! there behold the radiant place ! 
 How near the mansions be ! 
 
 5 Immortal wonders, boundless things, 
 
 In those dear worlds appear : 
 Prepare me, Lord, to stretch my wings, 
 And in those glories share. 
 
 499 The further shore. 8s&7s. 
 
 Parting soul ! the floods await thee, 
 And the billows round thee roar ; 
 
 Yet rejoice, — the holy city 
 Stands on yon celestial shore. 
 
 2 There are crowns and thrones of glory ; 
 
 There the living waters glide ; 
 
 There the just, in shining raiment, 
 
 Stand by our Immanuel's side. 
 
 3 Linger not — the stream is narrow, 
 
 Though its cold dark waters rise; 
 
 He who passed the flood before thee, 
 
 Guides thy path to yonder skies. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 389 
 
 500 The goodly Prospect C. M. 
 
 Sweet rivers of redeeming love 
 
 Lie just before mine eye, 
 Had I the pinions of a dove, 
 
 I'd to those rivers fly. 
 Fd rise superior to my pain, 
 
 With joy outstrip the wind ; 
 Would cross cold Jordan's stormy main, 
 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 2 I view the monster death, and smile, 
 
 Now he has lost his sting ; 
 Though Satan rages all the while 
 
 I still in triumph sing ; 
 By faith I see the radiant throne, 
 
 The crown of life for me, 
 By faith I claim it as my own, 
 
 And wait my Lord to see. 
 
 3 In a few toilsome years at most, 
 
 My sorrows will be o'er, 
 Then shall I join the heavenly host 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore, 
 My raptured soul with joy shall drink 
 
 Of love's unbounded sea, 
 And only live to speak and think 
 
 Of him who died for me. 
 
 501 The Worship of Heaven. L. M. 
 
 O for a sweet inspiring ray, 
 To animate our feeble strains, 
 
 From the bright realms of endless day, 
 The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. 
 
390 MAN. 
 
 2 There, low before his glorious throne, 
 
 Adoring saints and angels fall ; 
 And, with delightful worship, own 
 His smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. 
 
 3 Immortal glories crown his head, 
 
 While tuneful hallelujahs rise, 
 And love, and joy, and triumph spread 
 Through all the assemblies of the skies. 
 
 4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 
 
 To boundless rapture while they gaze : 
 Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
 Resound his everlasting praise. 
 
 5 There all the followers of the Lamb 
 
 Shall join at last the heavenly choir : 
 Oh ! may the joy-inspiring theme 
 Awake our faith and warm desire. 
 
 6 Dear Savior ! let thy Spirit seal 
 
 Our interest in that blissful place, 
 Till death remove this mortal veil, 
 And we behold thy lovely face. 
 
 502 The redeemed in Heaven. L. M. 
 
 Lo ! round the throne a glorious band, 
 The saints in countless myriads stand ; 
 Of every tongue redeemed to God, 
 Arrayed in garments washed in blood. 
 
 2 Through tribulation great they came ; 
 They bore the cross, despised the shame; 
 But now from all their labors rest, 
 In God's eternal glory blest. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 391 
 
 3 They see the Savior face to face ; 
 They sing the triumph of his grace ; 
 And day and night, with ceaseless praise, 
 To him their loud hosannas raise. 
 
 4 O, may we tread the sacred road 
 That holy saints and martyrs trod ; 
 Wage to the end the glorious strife, 
 And win like them a crown of life. 
 
 503 Heavenward bound. P. M. 
 
 The God of Abraham praise, 
 
 Whose all-sufficient grace 
 Shall guide me all my happy days, 
 
 In all his ways. 
 He calls a worm his friend, 
 
 He calls himself my God ; 
 And he shall save me to the end, 
 
 Through Jesus' blood. 
 
 2 Though nature's strength decay, 
 
 And earth and hell withstand, 
 To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, 
 
 At God's command. 
 The watery deep I pass. 
 
 With Jesus in my view ; 
 And through the howling wilderness 
 
 My way pursue. 
 
 3 The goodly land I see, 
 
 With peace and plenty blest ; 
 The land of sacred liberty, 
 
 And endless rest. 
 There milk and honey flow, 
 
 And oil and wine abound ; 
 And trees of life forever grow 
 
 With mercy crowned. 
 
392 MAN. 
 
 4 Before the great Three One 
 
 They all exulting stand ; 
 And tell the wonders he hath done 
 
 Through all their land. 
 The listening spheres attend, 
 
 And swell the growing fame, 
 And sing in songs which never end, 
 
 The wondrous name. 
 
 5 Before the Savior's face 
 
 The ransomed nations bow; 
 O'erwhelmed with his almighty grace, 
 
 Forever new ; 
 He shows his prints of love — 
 
 They kindle to a flame ; 
 And sound through all the worlds above 
 
 The slaughtered Lamb. 
 
 504 Heaven anticipated. C. M. 
 
 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, 
 
 Inspire each lifeless tongue, 
 And let the joys of heaven impart 
 
 Their influence to our song. 
 
 2 Then to the shining realms of bliss, 
 
 The wings of faith shall soar, 
 And all the charms of Paradise 
 Our raptured thoughts explore. 
 
 3 There shall the followers of the Lamb 
 
 Join in immortal songs; 
 And endless honors to his name 
 Employ their tuneful tongues. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 393 
 
 4 Lord! tune our hearts to praise and love, 
 Our feeble notes inspire, 
 Till in the blissful notes above, 
 We join the heavenly choir. 
 
 505 The Victory of the Saints. 7s. 
 
 Psalms of glory, raiment bright, 
 Crowns which never fade away, 
 
 Gird and deck the saints in light ; 
 
 Priests, and kings, and conquerors, they. 
 
 2 Yet the conquerors bring their palms 
 
 To the Lamb amidst the throne, 
 And proclaim in joyful psalms, 
 Victory through his cross alone. 
 
 3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, 
 
 Crying as they strike the chords, 
 "Take the kingdom : it is thine, 
 King of kings and Lord of lords." 
 
 4 Round the altar priests confess, 
 
 With their robes made white as snow, 
 ? Twas their Savior's righteousness, 
 And his blood, which made them so. 
 
 5 Who were these? on earth they dwelt, 
 
 Sinners once of Adam's race ; 
 Guilt, and fear, and suffering, felt, 
 But were saved by sovereign grace. 
 
 6 They were mortal, too, like us ; 
 
 And when we, like them, shall die, 
 May our souls, translated thus, 
 Triumph, reign, and shine on high. 
 
394 MAN. 
 
 506 -A- better world in prospect. C. M. 
 
 'Twas told me in my early day, 
 
 That pleasant waters flow 
 Gently beside life's peaceful way : 
 
 I have not found it so. 
 
 2 I thought there grew on earthly ground 
 
 Some buds without decay ; 
 But not a single flower I've found 
 That does not fade away. 
 
 3 I wish to see a fairer world ; 
 
 I've heard of one on high, 
 Where every tear, by one kind hand) 
 Is wiped from every eye. 
 
 4 'Tis said the king of that bright place 
 
 Still welcomes travelers there ; 
 Oh, come and let us seek his grace, 
 And in his glory share. 
 
 507 Longing to be with Christ 8s. 
 
 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 
 My soul is in haste to be gone; 
 
 Oh ! bear me, ye cherubim ! up, 
 And waft me away to his throne. 
 
 2 My Savior ! whom absent I love ; 
 Whom, not having seen, I adore; 
 Whose name is exalted above 
 
 All glory, dominion, and power; — 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 395 
 
 3 Dissolve thou these bonds that detain 
 
 My soul from her portion in thee ; 
 Ah ! strike off this adament chain. 
 And make me eternally free. 
 
 4 When that happy era begins, 
 
 Arrayed in thy glories I'll shine, 
 Nor grieve any more, by my sins, 
 The bosom on which I recline. 
 
 508 The Better Land. L. M. 
 
 There is a land mine eye hath seen, 
 In visions of enraptured thought, 
 
 So bright that all which spreads between 
 Is with its radiant glory fraught ; — 
 
 2 A land upon whose blissful shore 
 
 There rests no shadow, falls no stain ; 
 There those who meet shall part no more, 
 And those long parted meet again. 
 
 3 Its skies are not like earthly skies, 
 
 With varying hues of shade and light ; 
 It hath no need of suns to rise, 
 To dissipate the gloom of night. 
 
 4 There sweeps no desolating wind 
 
 Across that calm, serene abode ; 
 The wanderer there a home may find, 
 Within the Paradise of God. 
 
 509 With the Lord. S. M. 
 
 "For ever with the Lord!" 
 
 Amen ! so let it be : 
 Life from the dead is in the word : 
 
 'Tis immortality. 
 
396 man. 
 
 2 Here in the body pent, 
 
 Absent from him I roam ! 
 Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 3 My Father's house on high! 
 
 Home of my soul — how near, 
 At times, to faith's fore-seeing eye 
 Thy golden gates appear ! 
 
 4 Ah ! then my spirit faints, 
 
 To reach the land I love ; 
 The bright inheritance of saints, 
 Jerusalem above ! 
 
 5 But clouds £till intervene, 
 
 And all my comfort flies : 
 Like Noah's dove I flit between 
 Rough seas and stormy skies. 
 
 6 Anon at his control, 
 
 The wind and waters cease, 
 While sweetly o'er my raptured soul 
 Expands the bow of peace. 
 
 51 Pressing onward to the skies. 5 7s & 3 1 
 
 Rise my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Towards heaven, thy native place : 
 Sun and moon and stars decay, 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 Rise my soul and haste away 
 
 To seats prepared above. 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 397 
 
 Kivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 
 
 Both speed them to their source. 
 So the soul that's born of God 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 Upward tends to his abode 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn, 
 
 Press onward to the prize: 
 Soon thy Savior will return 
 
 To take thee to the skies : 
 There is everlasting peace, 
 
 Rest, enduring rest, in heaven : 
 There will sorrows ever cease, 
 
 And crowns of joy be given. 
 
 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 511 God the Sovereign. L. M. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 Ye nations bow with sacred joy: 
 
 Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
 He can create — and he destroy. 
 
398 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
 
 Made us of clay — and formed us men ; 
 And when, like wand'ring sheep we strayed, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We are his people — we his care — 
 
 Our souls and all our mortal frame : 
 What lasting honors shall we rear, 
 Almighty Maker, to thy name? 
 
 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
 
 High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 5 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
 
 Vast as eternity thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 512 Praise for Redemption, CM. 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 
 My great Redeemer's praise, 
 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gracious Master and my God, 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abroad 
 The honors of thy name. 
 
 3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
 'Tis life, and health and peace. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 399 
 
 4 He breaks the power of canceled sin, 
 
 He sets the prisoner free, 
 His blood can make the foulest clean, 
 His blood availed for me. 
 
 5 He speaks, and, listening to his voice, 
 
 New life the dead receive ; 
 The mournful, broken heart's rejoice, 
 The humble poor believe. 
 
 6 Here him, ye deaf — his praise, ye dumb, 
 
 Your loosened tongues employ ; 
 Ye blind, behold your Savior come, 
 And leap, ye lame, for joy. 
 
 7 Look unto him, ye nations — own 
 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; 
 Look, and be saved through faith alone — 
 * Be justified by grace. 
 
 8 See all your sins on Jesus laid — 
 
 The Lamb of God was slain; 
 His soul was once an offering made 
 For every soul of man. 
 
 513 Magnify the Lord. S. M. 
 
 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
 
 Ye people of his choice; 
 Stand up and bless the Lord your God, 
 
 With heart, and soul, and voice. 
 
 2 Though high above all praise, 
 Above all blessing high, 
 Who would not fear his holy name, 
 And laud, and magnify ? 
 
400 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 O for the living flame, 
 
 From his own altar brought, 
 To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 
 And wing to heaven our thought. 
 
 4 There, with benign regard, 
 
 Our hymns he deigns to hear ; 
 Though unrevealed to mortal sense, 
 The spirit feels him near. 
 
 5 God is our strength and song, 
 
 And his salvation ours; 
 Then be his love in Christ proclaimed 
 With all our ransomed powers. 
 
 6 Stand up and bless the Lord, 
 
 The Lord your God adore ; 
 Stand up and bless his glorious name, 
 Henceforth for evermore. 
 
 514 Praise to Christ S. M. 
 
 Awake, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake every heart and every tongue, 
 
 To praise the Savior's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love, 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 Sing how he intercedes above, 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Sing till we feel our heart 
 
 Ascending w T ith our tongue ; 
 
 Sing till the love of sin depart, 
 
 And grace inspire our song. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 401 
 
 4 Sing on your heavenly way, 
 
 Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; 
 Sing on, rejoicing every day 
 In Christ, th' eternal King. 
 
 5 Soon shall we hear him say, 
 
 "Ye blessed children, come;" 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 And take his wanderers home. 
 
 6 Soon shall our raptured tongue 
 
 His endless praise proclaim, 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 515 Assembling. C. M. 
 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come, 
 
 To worship at thy feet ; 
 O pour thy Holy Spirit down 
 
 On all who now shall meet. 
 
 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, 
 
 To hear the Savior's voice ; 
 Thy face and favor, Lord, we seek, 
 Now make our hearts rejoice. 
 
 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, 
 
 And understand thy word, 
 To feel thy blissful presence near, 
 And trust our living Lord. 
 
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402 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 Here let thy power and grace be felt, 
 
 Thy love and mercy known ; 
 Our icy hearts, Jesus, melt, 
 And break this flinty stone. 
 
 5 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, 
 
 And saints rejoice in thee ; 
 Let rebels be subdued by love, 
 And to the Savior flee. 
 
 6 This house with grace and glory fill, 
 
 This congregation bless ; 
 Thy great salvation now reveal, 
 Thy glorious righteousness. 
 
 516 An "open door" to preach the word. CM. 
 
 Jesus, thou dear redeeming Lord, 
 
 Thy blessing we implore ; 
 Open the door to preach thy word, 
 
 The great effectual door. 
 
 2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
 
 From sin and Satan's power, 
 And let them now acceptance have, 
 And know their gracious hour. 
 
 3 Lover of souls, thou know'st to prize 
 
 What thou hast bought so dear; 
 Come, then, and in thy people's eyes 
 With all thy wounds appear. 
 
 4 Appear as when of old confest 
 
 The suffering Son of God, 
 And let us see thee in thy vest 
 But newly dipt in blood. 
 
PUBLIC WORSI&P. 403 
 
 5 The hardness of our hearts remove, 
 Thou who for sin hast died ; 
 Show us the tokens of thy love, 
 Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 
 
 517 Blessings desired. L. M. 
 
 Command thy blessing from above, 
 O God, on all assembled here ; 
 
 Behold us with a Father's love, 
 While we look up with filial fear. 
 
 2 Command thy blessing, Jesus, Lord ; 
 
 May we thy true disciples be ; 
 Speak to each heart the mighty word, 
 Say to the weakest, "Follow me." 
 
 3 Command thy blessing in this hour, 
 
 Spirit of truth, and fill the place 
 With humbling and with healing power, 
 With killing and with quickening grace. 
 
 4 O then, our Maker, Savior, Guide, 
 
 One true eternal God confessed, 
 Whom thou hast joined may none divide, 
 None dare to curse whom thou hast blessed. 
 
 5 With thee and these for ever found, 
 
 May all the souls who here unite, 
 With harps and songs thy throne surround, 
 Rest in thy love, and reign in light. 
 
404 ME#NS OF GRACE. 
 
 51 8 God's presence invoked. L. M. 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 
 Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mixed with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove. 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 And satisfied with living bread. 
 
 3 To us the sacred word apply 
 With sovereign power and energy, 
 And may we, in thy faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal, 
 Teach us to know and do thy will ; 
 Thy saving power and love display, 
 And guide us to the realms of day. 
 
 519 N Providential favors. 7s. 
 
 Praise to God, immortal praise, 
 For the love that crowns our days ; 
 Bounteous Source of every joy, 
 Let thy praise our tongues employ. 
 
 2 For the blessings of the field, 
 For the stores the gardens yield, 
 For the vine's exalted juice, 
 For the generous olive's use ; 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 405 
 
 3 Flocks that whiten all the plain, 
 Yellow sheaves of ripened grain, 
 Clouds that drop their fattening dews, 
 Suns that temperate warmth diffuse ; 
 
 4 All that spring, with bounteous hand, 
 Scatters o'er the smiling land ; 
 
 All that liberal autumn pours 
 From her rich o'erflowing stores. 
 
 5 These, to thee, my God, we owe, 
 Source from whence all blessings flow ; 
 And for these my soul shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
 
 520 Songs of Praise. 7s. 
 
 Songs of praise the angels sang, 
 Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
 When Jehovah's work begun, 
 When he spake and it was done. 
 
 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
 When the Prince of peace was born, 
 Songs of praise arose when he 
 Captive led captivity. 
 
 3 Heaven and earth must pass away, 
 Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
 God will make new heavens and earth, 
 Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 
 
 4 And will man alone be dumb, 
 Till that glorious kingdom come? 
 No — the church delights to raise 
 Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 
 
406 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
 Still in songs of praise rejoice, 
 Learning here by faith and love, 
 Songs of praise to sing above. 
 
 6 Borne upon the latest breath, 
 Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
 Then, amidst eternal joy, 
 
 Songs of praise their powers employ. 
 
 521 "I stand at the door and knock" C. M. 
 
 Come, let us who in Christ believe, 
 
 Our common Savior praise, 
 To him with joyful voices give 
 
 The glory of his grace. 
 
 2 He now, stands knocking at the door 
 
 Of every sinner's heart ; 
 The worst need keep him out no more, 
 Or force him to depart. 
 
 3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice, 
 
 Yield to be saved from sin, 
 In sure and certain hope rejoice 
 That thou wilt enter in. 
 
 4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly guest, 
 Nor ever hence remove, 
 But sup with us, and let the feast 
 Be everlasting love. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 407 
 
 ^22 Praise the Lord. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens adore him, 
 Praise him, angels in the height; 
 
 Sun and moon, rejoice before him; 
 Praise him all ye stars of night. 
 
 2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; 
 Laws which never can be broken, 
 For their guidance he hath made. 
 
 3 Praise the Lord for he is glorious, 
 
 Never shall his promise fail ; 
 God hath made his saints victorious, 
 Sin and death shall not prevail. 
 
 4 Praise the Lord of our salvation, 
 
 Hosts on high his power proclaim ; 
 Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
 Praise and magnify his name. 
 
 523 "Praise ye the Lord:' L. M. 
 
 Servants of God, in joyful lays 
 Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 
 His glorious name let all adore, 
 From age to age, for evermore. 
 
 2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, 
 From the suns rising to its rest ; 
 Above the heavens his power is known, 
 Through all the earth his goodness shown. 
 
408 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 Who is like God? so great, so high, 
 He bows himself to view the sky ; 
 And yet with condescending grace, 
 Looks down upon the human race. 
 
 4 He hears the uncomplaining moan 
 Of those who sit and weep alone ; 
 He lifts the mourner from the dust, 
 And saves the poor in him that trust. 
 
 5 Servants of God, in joyful lays 
 Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; 
 His saving name let all adore, 
 From age to age, for evermore. 
 
 524 Redeeming love. 7s. 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme ; 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' name : 
 Ye who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Savior's face, 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; 
 Banish all your gloomy fears ; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancel'd by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Welcome all by sin oppress'd, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest ; 
 Nothing brought him from above — 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 409 
 
 5 Hither, then, your music bring; 
 Strike aloud each cheerful string ; 
 Mortals, join the host above — 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 525 Praise to God for redemption. L. M. 
 
 All glorious God, what hymns of praise 
 Shall our transported voices raise ; 
 What ardent love and zeal are due, 
 While heaven stands open to our view. 
 
 2 Once we were fallen, how low ! 
 Just on the brink of endless woe, 
 When Jesus, (from the realms above, 
 Borne on the wings of boundless love,) 
 
 3 Scatter'd the shades of death and night, 
 And spread around his heavenly light ; 
 By him what wondrous grace is shown 
 To souls impoverished and undone. 
 
 4 He shows beyond these mortal shores, 
 A bright inheritance as ours ; 
 Where saints in light our coming wait, 
 To share their holy, happy state. 
 
 526 Christ, the only Refuge. L. M. 
 
 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 
 My refuge, my almighty Friend ! 
 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend? 
 
410 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 
 
 A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? 
 Can this dark world of sin and woe 
 One glimpse of happiness afford? 
 
 3 Eternal life thy words impart, 
 
 On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
 Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, 
 Than all the round of nature gives. 
 
 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine; 
 
 While thou art near, in vain they call ; 
 One smile — one blissful smile of thine — 
 My dearest Lord, out weighs them all. 
 
 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, — 
 
 Here safety dwells and peace divine ; 
 Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
 For life — eternal life — is thine. 
 
 527 Works of nature and grace. C. M. 
 
 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, 
 
 This work belongs to you; 
 Sing of his name, his way, his word, 
 
 How holy, just and true. 
 
 2 His mercy and his righteousness 
 
 Let heaven and earth proclaim ; 
 His works of nature, and of grace, 
 Reveal his wonderous name. 
 
 3 His word, with energy divine, 
 
 Those heavenly arches spread, 
 Bade starry hosts around them shine, 
 And light the heavens pervade. 
 
PUBLIC WOESHIP. 411 
 
 4 He taught the swelling waves to flow 
 
 To their appointed deep — 
 Bade raging seas their limits know, 
 And still their station keep. 
 
 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 
 
 With fear before him stand : 
 He spake, and nature took its birth, 
 And rests on his command. 
 
 6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, 
 And breaks their vain designs ; 
 His counsel stands through every age, 
 And in full glory shines. 
 
 528 " The fruit of the Spirit is joy:' C. M. 
 
 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 
 
 In natures barren soil; 
 All we can boast, till Christ we know, 
 
 Is vanity and toil. 
 
 2 But where the Lord has planted grace 
 
 And made his glories known, 
 There fruits of heavenly joy and peace 
 Are found — and there alone. 
 
 3 A bleeding Savior seen by faith — 
 
 A sense of pard'ning love — 
 A hope that triumphs over death — 
 Give joys like those above. 
 
412 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 To take a glimpse within the veil, 
 
 To know that God is mine — 
 Are springs of joy that never fail, 
 Unspeakable, divine! 
 
 5 These are the joys which satisfy, 
 
 And sanctify the mind , 
 Which make the spirit mount on high, 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 529 The Excellency of Christ C. P. M. 
 
 O could I speak the matchless worth, — 
 
 could I sound the glories forth, 
 Which in my Savior shine ; 
 
 I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel, while he sings, 
 In notes almost divine. 
 
 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, 
 And all the forms of love he wears, 
 
 Exalted on his throne ; 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 
 1 would to everlasting days, 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
 3 Soon the delightful day will come, 
 When my dear Lord will bring me home, 
 
 And I shall see his face ; 
 Then, with my Savior, Brother, Friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend — 
 
 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 413 
 
 530 The song of the sanctuary, C. M. 
 
 Sing we the song of those who stand 
 
 Around the eternal throne, 
 Of every kindred, clime, and land, 
 
 A multitude unknown. 
 
 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here ; 
 
 To-day the young, the old, 
 Our Savior and his flock appear, 
 One Shepherd and one fold. 
 
 3 Toil, trial, suffering still await 
 
 On earth the pilgrim throng ; 
 Yet learn we in our low estate 
 The church triumph ant's song. 
 
 4 Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain, — 
 
 Cry the redeemed above, — 
 Blessing and honor to obtain, 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 5 Worthy the Lamb ! — on earth we sing — 
 
 Who died our souls to save ; 
 Henceforth, O death, where is thy sting ? 
 Thy victory, O grave ? 
 
 6 Then hnllelujah! power and praise 
 
 To God in Christ be given ! 
 May all who now this anthem raise 
 Renew the strain in heaven. 
 
414 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 531 Universal praise. L. M. 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Through every land, by every tongue. 
 
 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word; 
 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring ; 
 In songs of praise divinely sing, 
 The great salvation loud proclaim, 
 And shout for joy the Saviour's name. 
 
 4 In every land begin the song ; 
 
 To every land the strains belong : 
 In cheerful sounds all voices raise, 
 And fill the world with loudest praise. 
 
 532 L. M. 
 
 Praise Creator, Preserver and Redeemer. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord — 'tis good to raise 
 Your hearts and voices in his praise ; 
 His nature and his works invite 
 To make this duty our delight. 
 
 2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames, 
 He counts their number, calls their names ; 
 His wisdom's vast and knows no bound, 
 A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 
 
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 3 Sing to the Lord — exalt him high, 
 Who spreads his clouds around the sky ; 
 There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
 Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 
 
 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn, 
 He clothes the smiling fields with corn ; 
 The beasts with food his hands supply, 
 And the young ravens when they cry. 
 
 5 His saints are lovely in his sight, 
 He views his children with delight ; 
 He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
 He looks, and loves his image there. 
 
 533 Spiritual worship. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, thou everlasting King, 
 Accept the tribute. which we bring; 
 Accept thy well- deserved renown, 
 And wear our praises as thy crown. 
 
 2 Let every act of worship be 
 Like our espousals, Lord, to thee, 
 Like the blest hour when from above 
 We first received the pledge of love. 
 
 3 The gladness of that happy day, 
 O may it ever, ever stay ! 
 
 Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
 Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold. 
 
 4 Each following minute as it flies, 
 Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
 Till we are raised to sing thy name 
 At the great supper of the Lamb. 
 
416 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 534 The joyful sound. C. M. 
 
 Salvation ! O the joyful sound ! 
 
 What pleasure to our ears ! 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb, 
 
 To thee the praise belongs ; 
 Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
 And dwell upon our tongues, 
 
 535 I will sing unto the Lord. 6 8s. 
 
 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, 
 And wdien my voice is lost in death, 
 
 Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past 
 While life, and thought, and being last, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On Israel's God ; he made the sky, 
 
 And earth,Jand seas, with all their train; 
 His truth for ever stands secure ; 
 He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor, 
 
 And none shall find his promise vain. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 417 
 
 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind, 
 The Lord supports the fainting mind, 
 
 He sends the laboring conscience peace ; 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 The widow and the fatherless, 
 
 And grants the prisoner sweet release. 
 
 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
 And when my voice is lost in death, 
 
 Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 
 My days of praise shall near be past 
 While life, and thought, and being last, 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 536 Opening worship. 7s. 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now, 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 Oh, do not our suit disdain, 
 Shall we seek the Lord in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 2 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 Those that are cast down lift up, 
 Make them strong in faith and hope. 
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418 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 5 Grant that all may seek and find 
 Thee, a gracious God and kind ; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free, 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 537 Past and Future. 8 8s. 
 
 This, this is the God we adore, 
 
 Our faithful, unchangeable friend, 
 Whose love is as great as his power, 
 
 And neither knows measure nor end : 
 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last, 
 
 Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; 
 We'll praise him for all that is past, 
 
 And trust him for all that's to, come. 
 
 538 Opening worship. C. M. 
 
 Behold us, Lord, with humble fear 
 
 Approach thy temple gate, 
 Though most unworthy to draw near, 
 
 Or in thy courts to wait. 
 
 2 But trusting in thy boundless grace, 
 
 To all so freely given, 
 We worship in thy holy place, 
 And lift our souls to heaven. 
 
 3 Lead us in all thy righteous ways, 
 
 Nor let our footsteps slide ; 
 Make straight thy path before our face, 
 Our guardian still, and guide. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 419 
 
 4 No more to sin, Lord, let us yield, 
 Defended from above, 
 And kept, and covered with the shield 
 Of thy almighty love. 
 
 539 Opening worship. L. M. 
 
 O thou, whom all thy saints adore, 
 We now with all thy saints agree, 
 
 And bow our inmost souls before 
 Thy glorious, awful majesty. 
 
 2 The king of nations we proclaim, 
 
 Who would not our great Sovereign fear? 
 We long to experience all thy name, 
 And now we come to meet thee here. 
 
 3 We come, great God, to seek thy face, 
 
 And for thy loving kindness wait ; 
 And, oh, how dreadful is this place! 
 Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 
 
 4 Tremble our hearts to feel thee nigh, 
 
 To thee our trembling hearts aspire : 
 And, lo, we see descend from high, 
 The pillar and the flame of fire. 
 
 5 Still let it on the assembly stay, 
 
 And all the house with glory fill, 
 To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
 And lead us to thy holy hill. 
 
 6 There let us all with Jesus stand, 
 
 And join the general church above, 
 And take our seats at thy right hand, 
 And sing thine everlasting love. 
 
420 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 7 Come, Lord — our souls are on the wing, 
 Now on thy great white throne appear, 
 And let mine eyes behold my King, 
 And let me see my Savior there. 
 
 540 "Awake, arm of the Lord" L. M. 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, 
 
 Thine own immortal strength pat on ; 
 
 With terror clothed, hell's kingdom shake, 
 And cast thy foes with fury down, 
 
 2 As in the ancient days, appear ; 
 
 The sacred annals speak thy fame; 
 But now omnipotently near, 
 To endless ages still the same. 
 
 3 Thy arm, Lord, is not shortened now, 
 
 It wants not now the power to save ; 
 Still present with thy people, thou 
 Bear'st them thro ? life's disparted w T ave. 
 
 4 By death and hell pursued in vain, 
 
 To thee the ransomed seed shall come ; 
 Shouting, their heavenly Zion gain, 
 
 And pass thro' death, triumphant, home. 
 
 5 The pain of life shall there be o'er, 
 
 The anguish and distracting care; 
 There sighing grief shall weep no more, 
 And sin shall never enter there. 
 
 6 Where pure essential joy is found, 
 
 The Lord's redeemed their heads shall raise, 
 With everlasting gladness crown'cl, 
 
 And filled with love, and lost in praise. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 421 
 
 541 Blessings implored. L. M. 
 
 O thou, our Husband, Brother, Friend, 
 Behold the cloud of incense rise ; 
 
 The prayers of saints to heaven ascend, 
 Grateful, accepted sacrifice. 
 
 2 Kegard our prayers for Zion's peace, 
 
 Shed in our hearts thy love abroad, 
 Thy gifts abundantly increase, 
 Enlarge and fill us all with God. 
 
 3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd go, 
 
 And guide into thy perfect will ; 
 Cause ns thy hallowed name to know, 
 The work of faith in us fulfil. 
 
 4 Help us to make our calling sure ; 
 
 O let us ail be saints indeed, 
 And pure as thou thyself art pure, 
 Conformed in all things to our Head. 
 
 5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood — 
 
 Thy blood shall wash us white as snow ; 
 Present us sanctified to God, 
 And perfected in love below. 
 
 6 That blood which cleanses from all sin, 
 
 That efficacious blood apply, 
 And wash and make us wholly clean. 
 And change and throughly sanctify. 
 
 7 From all iniquity redeem, 
 
 Cleanse by the water and the word, 
 And free from every spot of blame, 
 And make the servant as his Lord. 
 
422 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 542 Opening worship. L. M. 
 
 Away from every mortal care, 
 
 Away from earth, our souls retreat, 
 
 We leave this worthless world afar, 
 And wait and worship near thy seat. 
 
 3 Lord, in the temple of thy grace, 
 We bow before thee and adore ; 
 We view the glories of thy face, 
 
 And learn the wonders of thy power. 
 
 3 Whilst here our various wants we mourn, 
 
 United prayers ascend on high, 
 And faith expects a sure return 
 Of blessings in variety. 
 
 4 Father, my soul would here abide, 
 
 Or, if my feet must hence depart, 
 Still keep me, Father, near thy side, 
 Still keep thy dwelling in my heart 
 
 543 "Here ive have no continuing city." 68s. 
 
 Leader of faithful souls, and Guide 
 Of all that travel to the sky, 
 
 Come, and with us, e'en us, abide, 
 Who would on thee alone rely, 
 
 On thee alone our spirits stay 
 
 While held in life's uneven w r ay. 
 
 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
 
 This earth, we know, is not our place, 
 
 But hasten through this vale of woe, 
 And, restless to behold thy face, 
 
 Swift to our heavenly country move, 
 
 Our everlasting home above. 
 
PUBLIC WOKSHIP. 423 
 
 3 We've no abiding city here, 
 
 But seek a city out of sight ; 
 Thither our steady course we steer, 
 
 Aspiring to the plains of light, 
 Jerusalem, the saints' abode, 
 Whose Founder is the living God. 
 
 4 Patient the appointed race to run, 
 
 This weary world we cast behind ; 
 From strength to strength we travel on, 
 
 The New Jerusalem to find ; 
 Our labor this, our only aim, 
 To find the New Jerusalem. 
 
 5 Through thee, who all our sins hast borne, 
 
 Freely and graciously forgiven, 
 With songs to Zion we return, 
 
 Contending for our native heaven, 
 That palace of our glorious King — 
 We find it nearer while we sing. 
 
 6 Raised by the breath of love divine, 
 
 We urge our way with strength renew'd ; 
 The church of the first-born to join, 
 
 We travel to the mount of God ; 
 With joy upon our heads, arise, 
 And meet our Captain in the skies. 
 
 544 Divine guidance, protection and supplies. 6 8s. 
 
 Thus far on life's perplexing path, 
 
 Thus far thou, Lord, our steps hast led, 
 
 Snatched from the world's pursuing wrath, 
 Unharmed, tho' floods hung o'er our head ; 
 
 Like ransom'd Israel on the shore, 
 Here then we pause, look back, adore. 
 
424 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
 
 Like all our fathers in their day, 
 We to the land of promise go, 
 
 Lord, by thine own appointed way ; 
 Still guide, illumine, cheer our flight, 
 In cloud by day, in fire by night. 
 
 3 Safety thy presence is, and rest, 
 
 While — as the eagle o'er her brood 
 Flutters her pinions, stirs the nest, 
 
 Covers, defends, provides them food, 
 Bears on her wings, instructs to fly, — 
 Thy love prepares us for the sky. 
 
 4 Protect us through the wilderness, 
 
 From fiery serpent, plague, and foe ; 
 With bread from heaven thy people bless, 
 
 And living streams where'er we go ; 
 Nor let our rebel hearts repine, 
 Or follow any voice but thine. 
 
 5 Thy holy law to us proclaim, 
 
 But not from Sinai's top alone ; 
 Hid in the rock-cleft be thy name, 
 
 Thy power, and all thy goodness shown ; 
 And may we never bow the knee, 
 Or worship any god but thee. 
 
 6 When we have numbered all our years, 
 
 And stand at length on Jordan's brink, 
 Though the flesh fail with mortal fears, 
 
 O let not then the spirit sink, 
 But strong in faith, and hope, and love, 
 Plunge through the stream to rise above. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 425 
 
 545 Lift up your hearts . CM. 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above, 
 
 Ye followers of the Lamb, 
 And join with us to praise his love, 
 
 And glorify his name. 
 
 2 To Jesus' name give thanks and sing, 
 
 Whose mercies never end ; 
 Rejoice, rejoice! the Lord is King, 
 The King is now our friend. 
 
 3 We for his sake count all things loss, 
 
 On earthly good look down, 
 And joyfully sustain the cross, 
 Till we receive the crown. 
 
 4 O let us stir each other up, 
 
 Our faith by works t' approve, 
 By holy, vivifying hope, 
 And the sweet task of love. 
 
 5 Let all who for the promise wait, 
 
 The Holy Ghost receive, 
 And raised to our unsinning state, 
 With God in Eden live, — 
 
 6 Live till the Lord in glory come, 
 
 And wait his heaven to share ; 
 He now is fitting up your home — 
 Go on, we'll meet you there. 
 
426 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 546 Praise for mercy in trouble. C. M. 
 
 What shall I render to my God 
 For all his kindness shown ? 
 
 My feet shall visit thine abode, 
 My songs address thy throne. 
 
 2 Among the saints that fill thy house 
 
 My offering shall be paid ; 
 There shall my zeal perform the vows 
 My soul in anguish made. 
 
 3 How happy all thy servants are! 
 
 How great thy grace to me ! 
 My life, which thou hast made thy care, 
 Lord, I devote to thee. 
 
 547 God's blessing implored. C. M. 
 
 Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
 
 Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
 Accept the grateful sacrifice 
 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourselves sincere ; 
 But show us, Lord, is every one 
 Thy real worshiper ? 
 
 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
 
 Nor feels his want of thee ? 
 A stranger to the blood which bought 
 His pardon on the tree ? 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 427 
 
 4 Convince him now of unbelief. 
 
 His desperate state explain ; 
 And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
 And penitential pain. 
 
 5 Speak with that voice which wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the sleeper rise ; 
 And bid his guilty conscience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 6 Extort the cry, "What must be done 
 
 To save a wretch like me? 
 How shall a trembling sinner shun 
 That endless misery? 
 
 7 "I must this instant now begin 
 
 Out of my sleep to wake, 
 And turn to God, and every sin 
 Continually forsake. 
 
 8 "I must for faith incessant cry, 
 
 And wrestle, Lord, with thee ; 
 I must be born again, or die 
 To all eternity." 
 
 548 Sweet the moments. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
 
 Which before the cross I spend ! 
 Life and health and peace possessing 
 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy flowing in his blood ; 
 Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, 
 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 
428 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Truly blessed is this station, 
 
 Low before the cross to lie, 
 While I see divine compassion 
 
 In my Savior's dying eye. 
 Here it is I find my heaven, 
 
 While upon the Lamb I gaze ; 
 Here I see my sins forgiven, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love and praise. 
 
 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 With my tears his feet I'll bathe ; 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 
 Life deriving from his death ; 
 May I still enjoy this feeling, 
 
 In all needs to Jesus go ; 
 Prove his wounds each day more healing, 
 
 And himself more fully know. 
 
 549 C. M. 
 
 Wide is the gate, and broad the way, 
 Which leads to endless woe ! 
 
 My soul, behold what multitudes 
 Down to perdition go ! 
 
 2 But yonder see the narrow path, 
 
 Which leads to endless bliss — 
 There see a happy chosen few, 
 Redeem'd by sovereign grace. 
 
 3 They from destruction's city came, 
 
 To Zion upward tend : 
 The Bible is their precious map. 
 And God himself their friend. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 429 
 
 4 Dear Lord ! I would a pilgrim be, 
 
 Guide thou my feet aright ; 
 I would not for ten thousand worlds, 
 Be banish'd from thy sight. 
 
 5 'Tis heaven to see thy blissful face — 
 
 I long to dwell above, 
 To feast on thy unbounded stores, 
 And praise redeeming love. 
 
 550 Faith encouraged by ancient examples. \ C. M. 
 
 Rise, O my soul ! pursue the path 
 
 By ancient worthies trod ; 
 Aspiring, view those holy men, 
 
 Who lived and walked with God. 
 
 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 
 And in example live ; 
 Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, 
 Still fresh instruction give. 
 
 2 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious 
 blood 
 They conquered every foe ; 
 And to his power and matchless grace 
 Their crowns of life they owe. 
 
 4 Lord ! may I ever keep in view 
 The patterns thou hast given ; 
 And ne'er forsake the blessed road, 
 That led them safe to heaven. 
 
430 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 551 The Beatitudes. L. M. 
 
 Bless'd are the humble souls that see 
 Their emptiness and poverty : 
 Treasures of grace to them are given, 
 And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 
 
 2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart, 
 Who mourn for sin with inward smart : 
 The blood of Christ divinely flows, 
 A healing balm for all their w T oes. 
 
 5 Bless'd are the souls that long for grace, 
 Hunger and thirst for righteousness : 
 They shall be well supplied, and fed;, 
 With living streams, and living bread. 
 
 4 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean 
 From the defiling power of sin : 
 
 With endless pleasure they shall see 
 The God of spotless purity. 
 
 5 Bless'd are the sufferers, who partake 
 Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; 
 Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, 
 Glory and joy are their reward. 
 
 6 These are the men, the holy race, 
 Who seek the God of Jacob's face ; 
 These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 
 And dwell in everlasting light. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 431 
 
 552 Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Sabbath. 6 8s. 
 
 Infinite God, to thee we raise, 
 
 Our hearts in solemn songs of praise ; 
 
 By all thy works on earth adored, 
 
 "We worship thee, the common Lord ; 
 
 The everlasting Father own, 
 
 And bow our souls before thy throne. 
 
 2 Thee all the choir of angels sing, 
 
 The Lord of hosts, the King of kings ; 
 Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud, 
 And serephs shout the triune God, 
 And holy, holy, holy, cry, 
 Thy glory fills both earth and sky. 
 
 3 Father of endless majesty, 
 
 All might and love we render thee ; 
 Thy true and only Son adore, 
 The same in dignity and power ; 
 And God the Holy Ghost declare, 
 The saints' eternal Comforter. 
 
 553 Mount Zion. C. M. 
 
 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 
 The tempest, fire and smoke ; 
 
 Not to the thunder of that word 
 Which God on Sinai spoke : 
 
 2 But we are come to Zion's hill, 
 The city of our God, 
 Where milder words declare his will, 
 And spread his love abroad. 
 
432 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 Behold th' innumerable host 
 
 Of angels, cloth'd in light ! 
 Behold the spirits of the just 
 Whose faith is turn'd to sight ! 
 
 4 Behold the blest assembly there, 
 
 Whose names are writ in heav'n ! 
 And God, the judge of all, declare 
 Their num'rous sins forgiv'n. 
 
 5 In such society as this 
 
 My weary soul would rest ! 
 The man that dwells where Jesus is, 
 Must be forever blest. 
 
 554 ''Worthy of ceaseless praise, &c." C. M. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs 
 
 That fill the worlds above ; 
 Praise him who form'd you of his fires, 
 
 And feeds you with his love. 
 
 2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies, 
 
 The floor of his abode ; 
 Or veil in shade your thousand eyes 
 Before your brighter God. 
 
 3 Thou restless globe of golden light, 
 
 Whose beams create our days, 
 Join with the silver queen of night, 
 To own your borrow'd rays. 
 
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 4 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms, 
 
 The troops of his command, 
 Appear in all jour dreadful forms, 
 And speak his awful hand. 
 
 5 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
 
 In your eternal roar ; 
 Let wave to wave resound his praise, 
 And shore reply to shore. 
 
 6 Thus while the meaner creatures sing, 
 
 Ye mortals, catch the sound ; 
 Echo the glories of your King 
 Through all the nations round. 
 
 555 Celestial Wisdom. C. M. 
 
 O happy is the man who hears 
 
 Keligion's warning voice, 
 And who celestial wisdom makes, 
 
 His early, only choice. 
 
 2 For she has treasures greater far 
 
 Than east or west unfold ; 
 More precious are her bright rewards 
 Than gems or stores of gold. 
 
 3 Her right hand offers to the just 
 
 Immortal, happy days ; 
 Her left imperishable wealth 
 And heavenly crowns displays. 
 
 4 And as her holy labors rise, 
 
 So her rewards increase: 
 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 And all her paths are peace. 
 
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434 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 556 Wisdom better than riches. L. M. 
 
 Happy the man that finds the grace, 
 The blessing of God's chosen race, 
 The wisdom coming from above, 
 The faith that sweetly works by love. 
 
 2 Happy, beyond description, he 
 Who knows "the Savior died for me," 
 The gift unspeakable obtains, 
 
 And heavenly understanding gains. 
 
 3 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price 
 Of wisdom's costly merchandise ? 
 Wisdom to silver we prefer, 
 
 And gold is dross compared to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
 True riches and immortal praise — 
 Riches of Christ, on all bestowed, 
 
 And honor that descends from God. 
 
 5 To purest joys she all invites, 
 Chaste, holy, spiritual delights; 
 Her ways are w r ays of pleasantness, 
 And all her flowery paths are peace. 
 
 6 Happy the man who wisdom gains, 
 Thrice happy who his guest retains ; 
 He owns, and shall for ever own, 
 Wisdom and Christ and heaven are one. 
 
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 557 The water of life. C. M. 
 
 Fountain of life, to all below 
 
 Let thy salvation roll ; 
 Water, replenish, and o'erflow, 
 
 Every believing soul. 
 
 2 Into that happy number Lord, 
 
 Us weary sinners take ; 
 Jesus, fulfil thy gracious word, 
 For thine own mercy's sake. 
 
 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide 
 
 And we shall flow to thee, 
 While down the stream of tide we glide 
 To our eternity. 
 
 4 The well of life to us thou art, 
 
 Of joy the swelling flood ; 
 Wafted by thee, with willing heart, 
 We swift return to God. 
 
 5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea, 
 
 Into thy fullness fall ; 
 Be lost and swallow'd up in thee, 
 Our God, our all in all. 
 
 558 Goodness of God. C. M. 
 
 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 
 
 Thy goodness we adore ; — 
 A spring whose blessings never fail, 
 
 A sea without a shore. 
 
436 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Sun, moon and stars, thy love declare 
 
 In every golden ray ; 
 Love draws the curtain of the night, 
 And love brings back the day. 
 
 3 Thy bounty every season crowns 
 
 With all the bliss it yields, 
 With joyful clusters loads the vines, 
 With strengtheniug grain the fields. 
 
 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, 
 
 Is in the gospel seen ; 
 There like a sun, thy mercy shines, 
 Without a cloud between. 
 
 5 There pardon, peace and holy joy, 
 
 Through Jesus' name are given ; 
 He on the cross was lifted high, 
 That we might reign in heaven. 
 
 559 The Lord our keeper. L. M. 
 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
 The eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
 Thence all her help my soul derives, 
 There my Almighty refuge lives. 
 
 2 He lives — the everlasting God 
 
 That built the world, that spread the flood ; 
 The heavens, with all their hosts, he made, 
 And the dark regions of the dead. 
 
 He guides our feet, he guards our way; 
 His morning smiles adorn the day: 
 He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
 The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 
 
PUBLIC WOKSHIP. 437 
 
 4 Israel, a name divinely blest, 
 May rise secure, securely rest; 
 Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes 
 Admit no slumber nor surprise. 
 
 5 No sun shall smite thy head by day, 
 Nor the pale moon, with sickly ray, 
 Shall blast thy couch ; no baleful star 
 Dart his malignant fire so far. 
 
 6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, 
 Still thou shalt go, and still return, 
 Safe in the Lord ; his heavenly care 
 Defends thy life from every snare. 
 
 7 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, 
 Shall but fulfil their best desire — 
 From sins and sorrows set them free 
 And bring, thy children, Lord, to thee. 
 
 560 The Church encouraged, L. M. 
 
 Why, on the bending willows hung, 
 Israel, still sleep, thy tuneful strings, 
 
 Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, 
 And Zion's song denies to sing ! 
 
 2 Awake ! thy sweetest raptures raise, 
 
 Let harp and voice unite their strains ; 
 Thy promised King his sceptre sways, 
 Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns. 
 
 3 No taunting foes the song require, 
 
 No strangers mock thy captive chain ; 
 But friends provoke the silent lyre, 
 And brethren ask the holy strain. 
 
438 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong, 
 
 If other lands thy triumph share ; 
 A heavenly city claims thy song, 
 A brighter Salem rises there. 
 
 5 By foreign streams no longer roam, 
 
 Nor weeping think of Jordan's flood ; 
 In every clime behold a home, 
 In every temple see thy God. 
 
 561 Divine Grace. S. M. 
 
 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, 
 
 Harmonious to the ear; 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 
 And all the earth shall hear, 
 
 2 Grace first contrived the way 
 
 To save rebellious man, 
 And all the steps that grace display 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace led by roving feet 
 
 To tread the heavenly road, 
 And new supplies each hour I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
 4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 
 Through everlasting days ; 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
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 562 God praised for his wonders. L.M. 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 
 Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; 
 Let all the powers within me join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
 His favors claim thy highest praise ; 
 Let not the wonders he hath wrought 
 Be lost in silence and forgot. 
 
 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 
 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
 He owns the ransom — and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 Let every land his power confess, 
 Let all the earth adore his grace : 
 
 My heart and tongue with rapture join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 563 Invocation. CM. 
 
 Come, O thou King of all thy saints, 
 
 Our humble tribute own, 
 While with our praises and complaints 
 
 We bow before thy throne. 
 
 2 How should our songs, like those above, 
 With warm devotion rise ! 
 How should our souls on wings of love, 
 Mount upward to the skies! 
 
440 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 But, ah, the song, how faint it flows ! 
 
 How languid our desire ! 
 How cold the sacred passion glows, 
 Till thou the heart inspire ! 
 
 4 Dear Savior, let thy glory shine, 
 
 And fill thy dwellings here, 
 Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
 A heaven on earth, appear. 
 
 5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say, 
 
 Come, great Redeemer, come, 
 And bring the bright, the glorious day 
 That calls thy children home. 
 
 564 Praise for Redemption. L. M. 
 
 Father, whose everlasting love 
 Thy only Son for sinners gave, 
 
 Whose grace to all did freely move, 
 And sent him down the world to save, 
 
 2 Help us thy mercy to extol, 
 
 Immense, unfathomed, unconfined ; 
 To praise the Lamb who died for all, 
 The general Savior of mankind. 
 
 3 Thy undistinguishing regard 
 
 Was cast on Adam's fallen race ; 
 For all thou hast in Christ prepared 
 Sufficient, sovereign, saving grace. 
 
 4 The world he suffered to redeem ; 
 
 For all he hath atonement made ; 
 For those that will not come to him, 
 The ransom of his life was paid. 
 
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 5 Why then, thou universal love, 
 
 Should any of thy grace despair ? 
 To all, to all thy bowels move ; 
 But straitened in our own we are. 
 
 6 Arise, O God ! maintain thy cause ! 
 
 The fullness of the Gentile's call : 
 Lift up the standard of the cross, 
 And all shall own Christ died for all. 
 
 God, the only object oj worship C. M. 
 
 O God, our strength, to thee our song 
 With grateful hearts we raise ; 
 
 To thee, and thee alone, belong 
 All worship, love and praise. 
 
 2 In troubles dark and stormy hour, 
 
 Thine ear hath heard our prayer ; 
 And graciously thine arm of power 
 Hath saved us from despair. 
 
 3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord, 
 
 Wilt keep thy promise still, 
 If, meekly heark'ning to thy word, 
 We seek to do thy will. 
 
 4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, 
 
 Ne'er may we bow the knee 
 To idols, which our wayward hearts 
 Set up instead of thee. 
 
 5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, 
 
 Thy faithful people bless ; 
 For them shall earth its stores afford, 
 And heaven its happiness. 
 
442 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 566 Infinite love. C. M. 
 
 Infinite, unexhausted Love, 
 
 (Jesus and love are one,) 
 If still to me thy bowels move, 
 
 They are restrained to none : 
 What shall I do my God to love, 
 
 My loving God to praise, 
 The length and breadth andheigth to prove, 
 
 And depth of sovereign grace ? 
 
 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, 
 
 Immense and unconfined ; 
 From age to age it never ends, 
 
 It reaches all mankind : 
 Throughout the world its breadth is known 
 
 Wide as infinity — 
 So wide it never passed by one. 
 
 Or it had passed by me. 
 
 My trespass was grown up to heaven ; 
 
 But far above the skies, 
 Through Christ abundantly forgiven, 
 
 I see thy mercies rise : 
 The depth of all redeeming love 
 
 What angel tongue can tell ? 
 O may I to the utmost prove 
 
 The gift unspeakable ! 
 
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 567 The Lord our Righteousness. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
 'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
 With joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
 For who ought to my charge shall lay? 
 Fully absolved, through these, I am 
 From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 
 
 3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
 Who from the Father's bosom came, 
 Who died for me, e'en me t' atone, 
 Now for my Lord and God I own. 
 
 4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
 Which at the mercy seat of God 
 For ever doth for sinners plead, 
 For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 
 
 5 Lord, I believe, were sinners more 
 Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
 Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
 For all a full atonement made. 
 
 When from the dust of death I rise, 
 To claim my mansion in the skies, 
 E'en then this shall be all my plea — 
 Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 
 
444 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 568 ' ' What is man f" L. M. 
 
 Lord, what is man, that he should prove 
 The object of thy boundless love? 
 Say, why should he so largely share 
 Thy favor and thy tender care? 
 
 2 While these my lips draw vital breath, 
 Or till I close my eyes in death, 
 
 I'll ne'er forget thy wondrous love, 
 Nor thoughtless of thy kindness prove. 
 
 3 Beneath thy shadowing wings' defence 
 I'll place my only confidence ; 
 
 In every danger and distress, 
 To thee will I my prayer address. 
 
 4 Should all my hopes on earth be lost, 
 In thee I'll make my constant boast ; 
 I'll spread the glories of thy name, 
 And thy unbounded love proclaim. 
 
 569 C. M. 
 
 "The ransomed of the Lord shall return" 
 
 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord, 
 
 Your great Deliverer sing ; 
 Pilgrims, from Zion's city bound, 
 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 See the fair way his hand hath made, 
 How peaceful and how plain ; 
 The simplest trav'ler shall not err, 
 Nor seek the road in vain. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 445 
 
 3 No ravening lion shall destray, 
 
 Nor lurking serpent wound ; 
 Safety, support, and heavenly joy, 
 Through all the way are found. 
 
 4 A hand divine shall lead you on 
 
 Along the blissful road, 
 Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 And city of your God. 
 
 5 There garlands of immortal joy 
 
 Shall bloom on every head ; 
 While pain, and sorrow, and distress, 
 Like shadows, all are fled. 
 
 6 Proceed in your Redeemer's strength, 
 
 Pursue his footsteps still, 
 And let the prospect cheer your eyes, 
 While you ascend the hill. 
 
 570 Confidence in the living God, L. M. 
 
 The God of my salvation lives, 
 My nobler life he will sustain ; 
 
 His word immortal vigor gives, 
 
 Nor shall my glorious hopes be vain. 
 
 2 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, 
 Though every earthly comfort die ; 
 Thy smiles can bid my pains depart 
 And raise my sacred pleasures high. 
 
446 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 O let me hear thy blissful voice, 
 Inspiring life and joy divine ; 
 The barren desert shall rejoice ; 
 'Tis Paradise if thou art mine. 
 
 571 Unsearchable riches of Christ. C. M. 
 
 The Savior ! O what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence every fear disarms, 
 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 2 Here pardon, life and joy divine, 
 
 In rich effusion flow, 
 For guilty rebels lost in sin, 
 And doomed to endless woe. 
 
 3 O the rich depth of love divine, 
 
 Of bliss, a boundless store ! 
 Dear Savior, let me call thee mine ; 
 I cannot wish for more. 
 
 4 On thee alone my hope relies, 
 
 Beneath thy cross I fall; 
 My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
 My Savior, and my all. 
 
 572 God our Preserver. C. M. 
 
 Let others boast how strong they be, 
 
 Nor death nor danger fear ; 
 But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, 
 
 What feeble things we are. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 447 
 
 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, 
 
 And flourish bright and gay ; 
 A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, 
 And fades the grass away. 
 
 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, 
 
 And dies if one be gone; 
 Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings 
 Should keep in tune so long. 
 
 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, 
 
 The God that built us first ; 
 Salvation to the Almighty name 
 That reared us from the dust. 
 
 5 While we have breath, or use our tongues, 
 
 Our Maker we'll adore ; 
 His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, 
 Or they would breathe no more. 
 
 573 " What shall it profit a man" &c. C. M. 
 
 Religion is the chief concern 
 
 Of mortals here below ; 
 May I its great importauce learn, 
 
 Its sovereign virtue know. 
 
 2 Religion should our thoughts engage 
 
 Amidst our youthful bloom ; 
 'Twill fit us for declining age, 
 Or for an early tomb. 
 
 3 O, may my heart, by grace renewed, 
 
 Be my Redeemer's throne ; 
 And be my stubborn will subdued, 
 His government to own. 
 
448 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 Let deep repentance, faith and love, 
 Be joined with godly fear ; 
 And all my conversation prove 
 My heart to be sincere. 
 
 574 The Lord of Righteousness, P. M. 
 
 In thy presence we appear ; 
 Lord ! we love to worship here, 
 When within the veil, we meet 
 Thee upon thy mercy-seat. 
 
 2 While thy glorious name is sung, 
 Touch our lips, and loose our tongue ; 
 Then our joyful souls shall bless 
 Thee, the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 3 While to thee our prayers ascend, 
 Let thine ear in love attend ; 
 Hear, for Jesus intercedes : 
 Hear us, for thy Spirit pleads. 
 
 4 While thy word is heard with awe, 
 And we tremble at thy law, 
 
 Let thy Gospel's wond'rous love 
 Every doubt and fear remove. 
 
 5 While thy ministers proclaim 
 Peace and pardon through thy name, 
 In their voices let us own 
 
 Jesus, speaking from the throne. 
 
 6 From thy house when we return, 
 Let our hearts within us burn : 
 That at evening we may say, — 
 We have walk'd with God to-day. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 449 
 
 575 Confession, prayer and praise. CM. 
 
 Lord ! when we bend before thy throne, 
 
 And our confession pour, 
 O may we feel the sins we own, 
 
 And hate what we deplore. 
 
 2 Our contrite spirits pitying see ; 
 
 True penitence impart ; 
 And let a healing ray from thee 
 Beam peace into each heart. 
 
 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
 
 O let our wills resign ; 
 And not a thought our bosom share, 
 Which is not wholly thme. 
 
 4 And when with heart and voice we strive 
 
 Our grateful hymns to raise, 
 Let love divine within us live, 
 And fill our souls with praise. 
 
 5 Then, on thy glories while we dwell, 
 
 Thy mercies we'll review ; 
 With love divine, transported tell — 
 Thou, God, art Father too ! 
 
 576 For a right reception of God's word. C. M. 
 
 Almighty God, thy word is cast 
 
 Like seed upon the ground ; 
 O let the dew of heaven descend, 
 
 And shed its influence round. 
 
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450 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Let not the foe of Christ and man 
 This holy seed remove ; 
 May it take root in every heart, 
 And grow in faith and love ! 
 
 577 Invoking God 9 s presence and blessing, C. M. 
 
 Within thy house, O Lord, our God, 
 
 In majesty appear; 
 Make this a place of thine abode, 
 
 And shed thy blessings here. 
 
 2 As we thy mercy seat surround, 
 
 Thy Spirit, Lord, impart : 
 And let thy Gospel's joyful sound, 
 With power reach every heart. 
 
 3 Here let the blind their sight obtain; 
 
 Here give the mourner rest ; 
 Let Jesus here triumphant reign, 
 Enthroned in every breast. 
 
 4 Here let the voice of sacred joy 
 
 And fervent prayer arise, 
 Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
 In bliss beyond the skies. 
 
 578 Thanhs and Invocation. P. M. 
 
 Thanks for mercies past receive; 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew ; 
 Teach us henceforth how to live 
 
 With eternitv in view. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 451 
 
 2 Bless thy word to old and young ; 
 
 Grant us, Lord, thy peace and love : 
 And when life's short course is run, 
 Take us to thy house above. 
 
 579 The glories of our King. C. M. 
 
 Come, ye that love the Savior's name, 
 
 And joy to make it known, 
 The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
 
 And bow before the throne. 
 
 2 Behold your Lord, your Master, crown'd, 
 
 With glories all divine : 
 And tell the wond'ring nations round, 
 How bright those glories shine. 
 
 3 When in his earthly courts, we view 
 
 The glories of our King, 
 We long to love as angels do, 
 And wish, like them to sing. 
 
 4 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 
 
 Lord, teach our songs to rise : 
 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
 580 For Public Worship. C. M. 
 
 O Lord, our languid souls inspire, 
 
 For here we trust thou art ! 
 Send down a coal of heavenly fire 
 
 To warm each waiting heart. 
 
452 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Show us some tokens of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise ; 
 And pour thy blessing from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 3 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 4 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our prayers ; 
 And in the presence of our Lord 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 5 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 Enforced by mighty grace, 
 Awaken sinners all around 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 581 Waiting iipon the Lord. C. M. 
 
 Still for thy loving-kindness, Lord, 
 
 I in thy temple wait; 
 I look to find thee in thy word, 
 
 Or at thy table meet. 
 
 2 Here, in thine own appointed ways, 
 
 I wait to learn thy will ; 
 Silent I stand before thy face, 
 And hear thee say, — Be still ! 
 
 3 Be still! and know that I am God; — 
 
 ? Tis all I live to know; 
 To feel the virtue of thy blood, 
 And spread its praise below. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 453 
 
 4 I wait my vigor to renew, — 
 Thine image to retrieve ; 
 The veil of outward things pass through, 
 And learn in thee to live. 
 
 582 The Spirit 9 s enlightening influence. C. M. 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire; 
 
 Let us thine influence prove; 
 Source of the old prophetic fire, 
 
 Fountain of life and love. 
 
 2 Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by thee 
 
 The prophets wrote and spoke : 
 Unlock the truth, thyself the key, 
 Unseal the sacred book. 
 
 3 Expand thy wings, Celestial Dove ; 
 
 Brood o'er our nature's night ; 
 On our disordered spirits move, 
 And let there now be light. 
 
 4 God, through himself, we then shall know. 
 
 If thou within us shine ; 
 And sound with all thy saints below, 
 The depths of love divine. 
 
 583 The Savior seen in the Scriptures. L. M. 
 
 Now let my soul, eternal King, 
 To thee its grateful tribute bring; 
 My knee, in humble worship bow; 
 My tongue perform its solemn vow. 
 
454 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, 
 In worlds below, and worlds above ; 
 But in thy blessed word I trace 
 Diviner wonders of thy grace. 
 
 3 There ! what delightful truths I read ! 
 There I behold the Savior bleed: 
 His name salutes my listening ear, 
 Revives my heart and checks my fear. 
 
 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, 
 And gives my laboring conscience peace, 
 Raises my grateful thoughts on high, 
 And points to mansions in the sky. 
 
 5 For love like this, O let my song, 
 Through endless years thy praise prolong ; 
 Let distant climes thy name adore, 
 
 Till time and -nature are no more. 
 
 584 Heavenly joy anticipated. P. M. 
 
 In thy name, O Lord, assembling, 
 We, thy people, now draw near ; 
 
 Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; 
 Speak and let thy servants hear ; 
 
 Hear with meekness, — 
 Hear thy word with godly fear. 
 
 2 While our days on earth are lengthen'd, 
 May we give them, Lord, to thee, 
 Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen^, 
 May we run, nor weary be; 
 
 Till thy glory 
 Without cloud in heaven we see. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 455 
 
 3 There, in worship purer, sweeter, 
 All thy people shall adore ; 
 Sharing then in rapture greater 
 Than they could conceive before : 
 
 Full enjoyment, — 
 Full and pure, for evermore. 
 
 585 For the Spirit's influence. P. M. 
 
 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit ; 
 
 Bless the sower and the seed ; 
 Let each heart thy grace inherit ; 
 
 Raise the week, — the hungry feed ; 
 From the Gospel 
 
 Now supply thy people's need. 
 
 2 O may all enjoy the blessing 
 
 Which thy word's design' d to give ; 
 Let us all, thy love possessing, 
 Joyfully the truth receive, 
 
 And forever 
 To thy praise and glory live. 
 
 586 Dismission. S. M. 
 
 Once more, before we part, 
 Great God, attend our pray'r, 
 
 And seal the gospel on the heart 
 Of all assembled here. 
 
 2 And if we meet no more 
 On Zion's holy ground, 
 O may we reach that blissful shore 
 Where all thy saints are bound. 
 
456 mea^s of grace. 
 
 587 At parting. 6.7.8.7. 
 
 May the grace of Christ, our Savior, 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
 Kest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union 
 
 With each other and the Lord, 
 
 And possess in sweet communion, 
 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 588 For the fullness of peace and joy. P. M. 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
 Let us each thy love possessing 
 
 Triumph io redeeming grace ; 
 O refresh us, 
 
 Traveling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 
 For the Gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound ; 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 
 3 So, whene'er the signal's given 
 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 Borne on angel's wings to heaven, 
 Glad the summons to obey, 
 
 May we ever 
 Keign with Christ in endless day. 
 
PUBLIC WORSHIP. 457 
 
 589 Tribute of praise at parting. P. M. 
 
 Christian brethren, ere we part, 
 Every voice and every heart 
 Join, and to our Father raise 
 One last hymn of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Though we here should meet no more, 
 Yet there is a brighter shore ; 
 There, released from toil and pain, 
 There we all may meet again. 
 
 3 Now to thee, thou God of heaven, 
 Be eternal glory given ; 
 Grateful for thy love divine, 
 May our hearts be ever thine. 
 
 590 For a general blessing. P. M. 
 
 Now may He who from the dead 
 Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, 
 
 Jesus Christ, our King and Head, 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 2 May He teach us to fulfil 
 
 What is pleasing in His sight ; 
 Makes us perfect in His will, 
 And preserve us day and night. 
 
 3 To that great Kedeemer's praise, 
 
 Who the cov'nant seal'd with biood, 
 Let our hearts and voices raise 
 Loud thanksgivings to our God. 
 
458 
 
 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 591 Opening the exercises. C. M. 
 
 All praise jbo our redeeming Lord, 
 
 Who joins us by his grace, 
 And bids us each to each restored, 
 
 Together seek his face. 
 
 2 He bids us build each other up ; 
 
 And, gather into one, 
 To our high calling's glorious hope 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 3 The gift which he on one bestows, 
 
 We all delight to prove, 
 The grace through every vessel flows 
 In purest streams of love. 
 
 4 E'en now we think and speak the same, 
 
 And cordially agree, 
 United all through Jesus' name, 
 In perfect harmony. 
 
 5 We all partake the joy of one, 
 
 The common peace we feel, — 
 A peace to sensual minds unknown, 
 A joy unspeakable. 
 
 6 And if our fellowship below 
 
 In Jesus be so sweet, 
 What height of rapture shall we know ? 
 When round his throne we meet ? 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 459 
 
 592 For the lambs of the flock. L. M. 
 
 Author of faith, we seek thy face, 
 For all who feel thy work begun : 
 
 Confirm and strengthen them in grace, 
 And bring thy feeblest children on. 
 
 2 Thou seest their wants, thou know'st their 
 
 names, 
 Be mindful of thy youngest care ; 
 Be tender of the new-born lambs, 
 And gently in thy bosom bear. 
 
 3 The lion roaring for his prey, 
 
 With ravening wolves on every side, 
 Watch over them to tear and slay, 
 
 If found one moment from their Guide. 
 
 4 In safety lead thy little flock ! 
 
 From hell, the world, and sin secure ; 
 And set their feeet upon the rock, 
 And make in thee their goings sure. 
 
 593 Safety in the fold. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, great Shepherd of the sheep, 
 
 To thee for help we fly ; 
 Thy little flock in safety keep, 
 
 For, oh, the wolf is nigh. 
 
 2 He comes, of hellish malice full, 
 To scatter, tear, and slay ; 
 He seizes every straggling soul 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
460 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take, 
 
 And gather with thy arm ; 
 
 Unless the fold we first forsake, 
 
 The wolf can never harm. 
 
 4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power, 
 
 While by our Shepherd's side ; 
 The sheep he never can devour, 
 Unless he first divide. 
 
 5 do not suffer him to part 
 
 The souls that here agree, 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee. 
 
 6 Together let us sweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die, 
 And each a starry crown receive, 
 And reign above the sky. 
 
 594 "See how these Christians love." 0. M. 
 
 Giver of concord, Prince of peace, 
 Meek, lamb-like Son of God, 
 
 Bid our unruly passions cease, 
 By thy atoning blood. 
 
 2 Rebuke our rage, our passions chide, 
 
 Our stubborn wills control ; 
 Beat down our wrath, root out our pride 
 And calm each troubled soul. 
 
 3 Subdue in us the carnal mind, 
 
 Its enmity destroy ; 
 With cords of love our spirits bind, 
 And melt us into joy. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 461 
 
 4 Us into closest union draw, 
 
 And in our inward parts 
 Let kindness sweetly write her law, 
 Ana love command our hearts. 
 
 5 Savior look down with pitying eyes, 
 
 Our jarring wills control ; 
 Let cordial, kind affections rise, 
 And harmonize the soul. 
 
 6 O let us find the ancient way 
 
 Our- wandering foes to move, 
 And force the heathen world to say, 
 "See how these Christians love !" 
 
 595 For grace to edify one another, C. M. 
 
 Try us, God, and search the ground 
 
 Of every sinful heart : 
 Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
 
 O bid it all depart. 
 
 2 When to the right or left we stray, 
 
 Leave us not comfortless, 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to bear; 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel his brother's care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up, 
 
 Our little stock improve ; 
 Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
462 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 5 Up into thee, our living Head, 
 
 Let us in all things grow, 
 Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
 And spotless here below. 
 
 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
 
 JReceive thy ready bride, 
 Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 With all the sanctified. 
 
 596 Closing the exercises. S. M. 
 
 Bless'd be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in christian love ; 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers : 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes, 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear, 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathiziug tear. 
 
 4 When we asunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 But we shall still be joined in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 5 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 463 
 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 And sin, we shall be free; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 597 Rejoicing in God. S. M. 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord, 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing 
 
 Who never knew our God ; 
 But servants of the heavenly King 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 3 The God that rules on high, 
 
 And all the earth surveys, 
 That rides upon the stormy sky, 
 And calms the roaring seas, — 
 
 4 This awful God is ours, 
 
 Our Father and our Love ; 
 He will send down his heavenly powers 
 To carry us above. 
 
 5 There we shall see his face, 
 
 And never, never sin ; 
 There, from the rivers of his grace, 
 Drink endless pleasures in. 
 
 6 Yea, and before we rise 
 
 To that immortal state, 
 The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
 Should constant joys create. 
 
464 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 7 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below; 
 Celestial fruit on earthly ground 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 
 8 The hill of Zion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 9 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We're marching thro' InimanuePs ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 598 The liappy pilgrimage. 7s. 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 
 As we journey let us sing, 
 Sing our Savior's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 We are traveling home to God, 
 In the way our fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 O ye banished seed be glad, 
 Christ our advocate is made, 
 Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren — joyful stand 
 On the borders of our land ; 
 Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
 Bids us undismayed go on. 
 
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 5 Lord, obediently we'll go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only thou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow thee. 
 
 599 For the manifestation of the Savior. S. M. 
 
 Jesus, we look to thee, 
 
 Thy promised presence claim ; 
 Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
 
 Assembled in thy name : 
 Thy name salvation is, 
 
 Which here we come to prove ; 
 Thy name is life and health and peace, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 2 Not in the name of pride 
 
 Or selfishness we meet ; 
 From nature's path we turn aside, 
 
 And worldly thoughts forget: 
 We meet, the grace to take 
 
 Which thou hast freely given ; 
 We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 
 
 That we may meet in heaven. 
 
 3 Present we know thou art, 
 
 But, oh, thyself reveal; 
 Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 
 
 The mighty comfort feel ; 
 O may thy quickening voice 
 
 The death of sin remove, 
 And bid our inmost souls rejoice 
 
 In hope of perfect love. 
 
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466 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 600 The blessing claimed. C. M. 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
 
 The promised blessing give ; 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 
 Expecting to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 AVho in their name are joined ; 
 We wait, according to thy word, 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3 With us thou art assembled here, 
 
 But, oh, thyself reveal ; 
 Son of the living God appear, 
 Let us thy presence feel. 
 
 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
 
 And these dry bones shall live ; 
 Speak peace into our hearts, and say, 
 "The Holy Ghost receive." 
 
 5 Whom now we seek, O may we meet, 
 
 Jesus, the crucified ; 
 Show us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou who for us hath died. 
 
 6 Cause us the record to receive, 
 
 Speak and the tokens show : 
 "O be not faithless, but believe 
 In me, who died for you." 
 
 601 Meeting in His name. 10s & lis. 
 
 Appointed by thee, we meet in thy name, 
 And meekly agree to follow the Lamb, 
 To trace thy example, the world to disdain, 
 And constantly trample on pleasure and pain. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 467 
 
 2 Rejoicing in hope, we humbly go on, 
 
 And daily take up the pledge of our crown ; 
 In doing and bearing the will of our Lord, 
 We still are preparing to meet our reward. 
 
 3 O Jesus, appear — no longer delay 
 To sanctify here, and bear us away ; 
 
 The end of our meeting on earth let us see, 
 Triumphantly sitting in glory with thee. 
 
 602 Delights in Christian fellowship. S. M. 
 
 Blest are the sons of peace, 
 
 Whose hearts and hopes are one, 
 
 Whose kind designs to serve and please, 
 Through all their actions run. 
 
 2 Blest is the pious house 
 
 Where zeal and friendship meet; 
 Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
 Make their communion sweet. 
 
 3 Thus on the heavenly hills 
 
 The saints are blest above, 
 Where joy like morning dew distils, 
 And all the air is love. 
 
 603 "Thank God and take courage" S. M. 
 
 And are we yet alive, 
 
 And see each other's face ? 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give 
 
 For his redeeming grace : 
 Preserved by power divine 
 
 To full salvation, here 
 Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
 
 And in his sight appear. 
 
468 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 What troubles have we seen, 
 
 What conflicts have we passed, 
 Fightings without and fears within, 
 
 Since we assembled last ! 
 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Has brought us by his love, 
 And still he doth his help afford, 
 
 And hides our life above. 
 
 3 Then let us make our boast 
 
 Of his redeeming power, 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 
 Till we can sin no more ; 
 Let us take up the cross, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain, 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 
 So we may Jesus gain. 
 
 604 United to Christ and each other. 
 
 Jesus, united by thy grace, 
 And each to each endeared, 
 
 With confidence we seek thy face, 
 And know our prayer is heard. 
 
 . 2 Still let us own our common Lord, 
 And bear thine easy yoke, 
 A band of love, a three-fold cord, 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 3 Make us into one spirit drink, 
 Baptized into thy name, 
 And let us always kindly think, 
 And sweetly speak the same. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 469 
 
 4 To thee, inseparably joined, 
 
 Let all our spirits cleave ; 
 
 O may we all the loving mind 
 
 That was in thee receive. 
 
 5 This is the bond of perfectness, 
 
 The spotless charity ; 
 O let us, still we pray, possess 
 The mind that was in thee. 
 
 6 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Insensibly remove ; 
 Our souls their change shall scarcely know, 
 Made perfect first in love. 
 
 605 Brotherly love. C. M. 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 
 When those who love the Lord 
 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfil his word ! 
 
 2 O may we feel each brother's sigh, 
 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 
 May sorrow flow from eye to eye, 
 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 4 Free us from envy, scorn, and pride, 
 Our wishes fix above ; 
 May each his brother's failing hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
 4 Let love in one delightful stream, 
 Through every bosom flow, 
 And union sweet, and fond esteem, 
 In every action glow. 
 
470 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 The happy souls above, 
 And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 606 Pardon and Sanctification. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, our best beloved Friend, 
 Draw out our souls in pure desire ; 
 
 Jesus, in love to us descend, 
 Baptize us with thy Spirit's fire. 
 
 2 On thy redeeming name we call, 
 
 Poor and unworthy though we be ; 
 Pardon and sanctify us all, 
 
 Let each thy full salvation see. 
 
 3 Our souls and bodies we resign, 
 
 To fear and follow thy commands ; 
 O take our hearts our hearts are thine, 
 Accept the service of our hands. 
 
 4 Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer, 
 
 May we thy blessed w^ill obey, 
 Toil in thy vineyard here, and bear 
 The heat and burden of the day. 
 
 5 Yet, Lord, for us a resting-place 
 
 In heaven, at thy right hand, prepare ; 
 And till we see thee face to face, 
 Be all our conversation there. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 471 
 
 607 Love Feast 8 7s. 
 
 Come, and let us sweetly join, 
 Christ to praise in hymns divine ; 
 Give we all, with one accord, 
 Glory to our common Lord; 
 Hands and hearts, and voices raise, 
 Sing as in the ancient days; 
 Antedate the joys above, 
 Celebrate the feast of love. 
 
 2 Strive we, in affection strive, 
 Let the purer flame revive, 
 Such as in the martyrs glowed, 
 Dying champions for their God 
 We, like them, may live and love, 
 Called we are their joys to prove, 
 Saved with them from future w T rath, 
 Partners of like precious faith. 
 
 3 Sing we then in Jesus' name, 
 Now as yesterday the same, 
 One in every time and place, 
 Full for all, of truth and grace : 
 We for Christ, our Master, stand 
 Lights in a benighted land ; 
 We our dying Lord confess, 
 We are Jesus' witnesses. 
 
 4 Witnesses that Christ hath died, 
 We with him are crucified ; 
 
 Christ hath burst the bands of death, 
 We his quickening spirit breathe ; 
 Christ is now gone up on high, 
 Thither all our wishes fly ; 
 Sits at God's right hand above, 
 There with him we reign in love. 
 
472 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 608 The solemn covenant C. M. 
 
 Come, let us use the grace divine, 
 
 And all with one accord, 
 In a perpetual covenant join 
 
 Ourselves to Christ the Lord, — 
 
 2 Give up ourselves thro' Jesus' power, 
 
 His name to glorify, 
 And promise, in this sacred hour, 
 For God to live and die. 
 
 3 The covenant we this moment make, 
 
 Be ever kept in mind ; 
 We will no more our God forsake, 
 Or cast his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw off his fear, 
 
 Who hears our solemn vow ; 
 And if thou art well pleased to hear, 
 Come down and meet us now. 
 
 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Let all our hearts receive ; 
 
 Present with the celestial host, 
 
 The peaceful answer give. 
 
 6 To each the covenant blood apply 
 
 Which takes our sins away, 
 And register our names on high, 
 And keep us to that day. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 473 
 
 509 Christian welcome. L. M. 
 
 Kindred in Christ, for his clear sake, 
 A hearty welcome here receive ; 
 
 May we together now partake 
 
 The joys which he alone can give. 
 
 2 May he, by whose kind care we meet, 
 
 Send his good Spirit from above, 
 Make our communications sweet, 
 
 And cause our hearts to burn with love. 
 
 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, 
 
 When Christians meet together thus ; 
 We only wish to speak of him 
 Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 
 
 4 We'll talk of all he did and said, 
 
 And suffered for us here below ; 
 
 The path he marked for us to tread, 
 
 And what he's doing for us now. 
 
 5 Thus, as the moments pass away, 
 
 We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
 Then hasten on the glorious day 
 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 610 Morning Prayer Meeting. S. M. 
 
 How sweet the melting lay 
 
 That breaks upon the ear, 
 When, at the hour of rising day, 
 
 Christians unite in prayer. 
 
474 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 The breezes waft their cries 
 
 Up to Jehovah's throne; 
 He listens to their bursting sighs, 
 And sends his blessings down. 
 
 3 So Jesus rose to pray 
 
 Before the morning light ; 
 Once on the chilling mount did stay, 
 And wrestle all the night. 
 
 4 Glory to God on high, 
 
 Who sends his blessings down, 
 To rescue souls condemned to die, 
 And make his people one, 
 
 611 Opening the exercises. S. M. 
 
 The praying spirit breathe, 
 
 The watching power impart ; 
 From all entanglements beneath 
 
 Call off my anxious heart ; 
 My feeble mind sustain, 
 
 By worldly thoughts opprest ; 
 Appear, and bid me turn again 
 
 To my eternal rest. 
 
 2 Swift to my rescue come, 
 
 Thine own this moment seize ; 
 Gather my wandering spirit home, 
 
 And keep in perfect peace : 
 Suffered no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroad, 
 Arrest the prisoner of thy love, 
 
 And shut me up in God. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 475 
 
 612 Love feast L. M. 
 
 Love is the theme of saints above ; 
 
 Love be the theme of saints below; 
 Love is of God, for God is love ; 
 
 With love let every bosom glow. 
 
 2 Love is the spirit of all grace, 
 
 Love to the Scriptures of all truth ; 
 Love to our whole apostate race, 
 Love to the aged, love to youth. 
 
 3 Love to each other ; — soul and mind, 
 
 And heart and hand with full accord, 
 In one sweet covenant combined 
 To live and die unto the Lord. 
 
 4 Christ's little flock we then shall feed, 
 
 The lambs we in our arms shall bear; 
 Reclaim the lost, the feeble lead, 
 
 And watch o'er all in faith and prayer. 
 
 613 Speaking and singing of Christ, L. M. 
 
 Why should believers when they meet, 
 Not speak of Christ, the King they own? 
 
 Who gives them hope that they shall sit 
 With him for ever on his throne. 
 
 2 Is any other name so great 
 
 As his who bore the sinner's load? 
 Is any subject half so sweet, 
 So various, as the love of God ? 
 
476 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 'Tis this that charms reluctant man, 
 
 That makes his opposition cease ; 
 Beholding love's amazing plan, 
 
 He drops his arms and sues for peace. 
 
 4 'Twas so with us ; we once were foes, 
 
 Were foes to him who gave us breath ; 
 But he whose mercy freely flows, 
 Has saved us from eternal death. 
 
 5 We look with hope to that great day 
 
 When Jesus will with clouds appear ; 
 A sight of him will w T ell repay 
 Our labors and our sorrows here. 
 
 6 Of him then let us speak and sing, 
 
 Whose glory we expect to share ; 
 
 In heaven we shall behold our King, 
 
 And yield a nobler tribute there. 
 
 614 Parting. L. M. 
 
 Come, Christian brethren ! ere we part, 
 Join every voice and every heart, 
 One solemn hymn to God we raise, 
 One final song of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Christians, we here may meet no more, 
 But there is yet a happier shore ; 
 And there released from toil and pain, 
 Dear brethren, we shall meet again. 
 
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 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 615 Morning. L. M. 
 
 Bless'd are our eyes that see the light 
 Of this another new-born day, 
 Bless'd are our ears that hear thy word, 
 Our lips, to read and praise and pray. 
 
 2 Thou Sun of righteousness, arise, 
 Dispel the darkness from our sky, 
 Illuminate the path of life, 
 That leads to thine abode on high. 
 
 3 To thee, supremely good and wise, 
 Our sacrifice we humbly bring, 
 
 O may thy spirit be our guide 
 And with it may we pray and sing. 
 
 4 Thy glory be our constant aim 
 When we go out, when we come in, 
 Whate'er we say, whate'er we do, 
 May we be ever kept from sin. 
 
 616 Morning. S. M. 
 
 We lift our hearts to thee, 
 
 O Day-Star from on high ! 
 The sun itself is but thy shade, 
 
 Yet cheers both earth and sky. 
 
 2 O let thy orient beams 
 
 The night of sin disperse, 
 
 The mists of error and of vice 
 
 Which shade the universe! 
 
478 MEANS OF GKACE. 
 
 3 How beauteous nature now ; 
 
 How dark and sad before ! 
 With joy we view the pleasing change, 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 4 O may no gloomy crime 
 
 Pollute the rising day ; 
 Or Jesus' blood like evening dew, 
 Wash all its stains away ! 
 
 5 May we this life improve, 
 
 To mourn for errors past, 
 And live this short revolving day 
 As if it were our last. 
 
 6 To God, the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, — One in Three, — 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 And shall for ever be. 
 
 617 Morning. CM. 
 
 Once more, ray soul, the rising day 
 
 Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice, the tribute pay 
 
 To him that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day renews the sound, — 
 Wide as the heavens on which he sits, 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
 But yet his wrath delays. 
 
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 O God, let all my hours be thine, 
 
 While I enjoy the light ! 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 
 And bring a pleasant night. 
 
 618 Sabbath morning. C. M. 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To thee will I direct my prayer, 
 
 To thee lift up mine eye. 
 
 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
 
 To plead for all his saints, 
 Presenting at his Father's throne 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 
 
 The wicked shall not stand ; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
 
 Nor dwell at thy right hand. 
 
 4 But to thy house will I resort, 
 
 To taste thy mercies there ; 
 I will frequent thy holy court, 
 And worship in thy fear. 
 
 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 
 
 In ways of righteousness, 
 Make every path of duty straight, 
 And plain before my face. 
 
480 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 619 Morning and Evening. L. M. 
 
 My God, how endless is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
 And morning mercies from above 
 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
 
 Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
 Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all my drowsy powers. 
 
 3 I yield myself to thy command ; 
 
 To thee devote my nights and days; 
 Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
 Demand perpetual songs and praise. 
 
 620 A Morning Hymn. L. M. 
 
 God of the morning, at thy voice 
 The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
 
 And like a giant doth rejoice, 
 
 To run his journey through the skies. 
 
 2 O, like the sun may I fulfil 
 
 Th' appointed duties of the day ; 
 With ready mind and active will 
 
 March on, and keep my heavenly way. 
 
 3 Lord, thy commands are clear and pure, 
 
 Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
 
 Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure; 
 
 Thy gospel makes the simnle wise. 
 
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 4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, 
 And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
 All my desires and hopes beside 
 
 Are faint and cold compared with this. 
 
 621 Morning and Evening Praise. C. M. 
 
 On thee, each morning, O my God, 
 
 My waking thoughts attend, 
 In whom are founded all my hopes, 
 
 In whom my wishes end. 
 
 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, 
 
 Thy boundless love surveys, 
 And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares 
 The sacrifice of praise. 
 
 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes, 
 
 With thy protection blest, 
 In peace and safety I commit 
 My weary limbs to rest. 
 
 4 My spirit, in thy hands secure, 
 
 Fears no approaching ill ; 
 For, whether waking or asleep, 
 Thou, Lord, art with me still. 
 
 5 Then will I daily to the world 
 
 Thy wondrous acts proclaim, 
 Whilst all with me shall praise and sing, 
 
 And bless thy sacred name. 
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482 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 6 At morn, at noon, at night, I'll still 
 The pleasing work pursue, 
 And thee alone will praise, to whom 
 All praise is ever due. 
 
 g22 Morning Hymn. C. M. 
 
 Through all the dangers of the night 
 Preserved, O Lord! by th«-e, 
 
 Again we hail the cheerful light, 
 Again we bow the knee. 
 
 2 Preserve us, Lord ! throughout the day, 
 
 And guide us by thy arm ; 
 For they are safe and only they, 
 Whom thou dost keep from harm. 
 
 3 Let all our words, and all our ways, 
 
 Declare that we are thine, 
 That so the light of truth and grace 
 Before the world may shine. 
 
 4 Let us ne'er turn away from thee ; 
 
 Dear Savior hold us fast, 
 Till, with immortal eyes, we see 
 Thy glorious face at last. 
 
 623 "I }1 M ie Spirit on the Lord's day." 7s. 
 
 Now the shades of night are gone, 
 Now the morning light is come ; 
 Lord, may we be thine to-day; 
 Drive the shades of sin away. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 483 
 
 2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, 
 Banish doubt and clear our sight ; 
 In thy service, Lord, to-day, 
 May we labor, watch, and pray. 
 
 3 Keep our haughty passions bound, 
 Save us from our foes around ; 
 Going out, and coming in, 
 
 Keep us safe from every sin. 
 
 4 When our work of life is past, 
 O receive us then at last; 
 Night and sin will be no more 
 When we reach the heavenly shore. 
 
 624 Morning Thanks. 7s. 
 
 Thou that dost my life prolong, 
 Kindly aid my morning song ; 
 Thankful, from my couch I rise, 
 To the God that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Thou didst hear my evening cry ; 
 Thy preserving hand was nigh ; 
 Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, 
 Grateful to my weary head. 
 
 3 Thou hast kept me through the night, — 
 'Twas thy hand restored the light; 
 Lord ! thy mercies still are new, 
 Plenteous as the morning dew. 
 
 4 Still my feet are prone to stray, — 
 Oh ! preserve me through the day ; 
 Dangers every where abound, 
 Sins and snares beset me round. 
 
484 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 5 Gently, with the dawning ray, 
 On my soul, thy beams display ; 
 Sweeter than the smiling morn, 
 Let thy cheering light return. 
 
 625 Morning Hymn, C. M. 
 
 The morning breaks ; my voice I raise 
 
 To thee, great God, above ; 
 Accept my prayer, my feeble praise, 
 
 In kindness and in love. 
 
 2 Forgive the crimes that I have done; 
 
 My follies I deplore; 
 And since another day's begun, 
 O may I love thee more. 
 
 3 Preserve me from all ill, I pray, 
 
 And guide me with thine eye, 
 And grant through every hour I may 
 On grace divine rely. 
 
 4 Keep me from sinful thoughts, Lord, 
 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 Make me to read thy holy word 
 With reverence and fear. 
 
 5 Then shall I be prepared below 
 
 For my eternal home; 
 Where pleasures like a river flow, 
 And sorrows never come. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 485 
 
 626 Morning Mercies. S. M. 
 
 Awake ! my heart, awake ! 
 
 Thy gracious God to praise ; 
 Who condescends such care to take, 
 
 And lengthen out my days. 
 
 2 While some have passed the night 
 
 In restlessness and pain; 
 I rise in health, to see the light, 
 And seek the Lord again. 
 
 3 Th^'s day will many die ! 
 
 This hour what numbers go! 
 What if my soul be called to fly, 
 And I that change should know ? 
 
 4 Lord, come and be my guide 
 
 Through this uncertain space ; 
 Keep me for ever near thy side, 
 And grant a child thy grace. 
 
 627 A Daily Prayer. C. M. 
 
 O Lord, my God, to thee I cry, 
 
 To thee I lift my heart ; 
 O hear me from thy throne on high, 
 
 To me thy grace impart. 
 
 2 When early morning lights the sky, 
 Let me before thee fall ; 
 O, may I find thy presence nigh, 
 My Priest, my King, my All. 
 
486 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 When mid-day's beams descend on me, 
 
 guide my footsteps then, 
 
 Lest I be drawn from truth and thee 
 By worldly-minded men. 
 
 4 And when the shadows of the night 
 
 Are darkening all the land, 
 Securely trusting in thy might, 
 Let me lie on thy hand. 
 
 5 Lord, my God, while here I live, 
 
 Till I am called away, 
 Let day by day my actions prove 
 My love to thee, 1 pray. 
 
 628 Morning. C. M. 
 
 Lord of my life, O may thy praise 
 
 Employ my noblest powers, 
 Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 
 
 And fills the circling hours. 
 
 2 Preserved by thy almighty arm, 
 
 1 passed the shades of night, 
 Serene and safe from every harm, 
 
 And see returning light. 
 
 3 While many spent the night in sighs, 
 
 And restless pains and woes, 
 In gentle sleep I close my eyes, 
 And undisturbed repose. 
 
 4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me 
 
 spread, 
 And I unconscious lay. 
 Thy watchful care was round my bed 
 To guard my feeble clay. 
 
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 5 O let the same almighty care 
 
 My waking hours attend, 
 From every danger, every snare, 
 My heedless steps defend. 
 
 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 
 
 And guide my future days; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
 629 Evening. S. M. 
 
 The day is past and gone, 
 
 The evening shades appear; 
 O may we all remember well 
 
 The night of death draws near ! 
 
 2 We lay our garments by, 
 
 Upon our beds to rest ; 
 So death will soon disrobe us all 
 Of what is here possess'd. 
 
 3 Lord, keep us safe this night 
 
 Secure from all our fears ; 
 May angels guard us, while w 7 e sleep, 
 Till morning light appears. 
 
 4 And when we early rise, 
 
 And view the unwearied sun, 
 May we set out to win the prize, 
 And after glory run. 
 
 5 And when our days are past 
 
 And we from time remove, 
 O may we in thy bosom rest, 
 The bosom of thy love ! 
 
488 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 630 Evening. C. M. 
 
 All praise to Him who dwells in bliss, 
 Who made both day and night ; 
 
 Whose throne is darkness in the abyss 
 Of uncreated light. 
 
 2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes 
 
 With strictest search survey ; 
 The deepest shades no more disguise 
 Than the full blaze of day, 
 
 3 Whom thou dost guard, King of kings, 
 
 No evil shall molest : 
 Under the shadow of thy wings 
 Shall they securely rest. 
 
 4 Thy angels shall around their beds 
 
 Their constant stations keep : 
 Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads 
 For thou dost never sleep. 
 
 5 May we, with calm and sweet repose, 
 
 And heavenly thoughts, refresh'd, 
 Our eyelids with the morn unclose, 
 And bless thee, ever bless'd. 
 
 631 Evening. C. M. 
 
 Now from the altar of our hearts 
 
 Let warmest thanks arise ; 
 Assist us, Lord, to offer up 
 
 Our evening sacrifice. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 489 
 
 2 This day God was our sun and shield, 
 
 Our keeper and our guide ; 
 His care was on our weakness shown, 
 His mercies multiplied. 
 
 3 Minutes and mercies, multiplied, 
 
 Have made up all this day ; 
 Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
 More fleet and free than they. 
 
 4 New time, new favors, and new joys, 
 
 Do a new song require ; 
 Till we shall praise thee as we would, 
 Accept our hearts' desire. 
 
 632 Evening. L. M. 
 
 How do thy mercies close me round ! 
 
 For ever be thy name adored ; 
 I blush in all things to abound ; 
 
 The servant is above his Lord ! 
 
 2 Inured to poverty and pain, 
 
 A suffering life my master led ; 
 The Son of God, the Son of man, 
 He had not where to lay his head. 
 
 3 But, lo ! a place he hath prepar'd 
 
 For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 
 Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; 
 He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 
 
 4 Jesus protects ; my fears, begone ! 
 
 What can the rock of ages move ! 
 Safe in thy arms I lay me down, 
 Thy everlasting arms of love! 
 
490 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 633 Evening. CM. 
 
 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 
 
 I am forever thine : 
 I fear before thee all the day, 
 
 Nor would I dare to sin. 
 
 2 And w 7 hile I rest my weary head, 
 
 From cares and business free, 
 
 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
 
 With my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God, my faith, my hope, relies 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, 
 
 I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
 Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
 And will my slumbers keep. 
 
 634 God's Goodness acknowledged. C. M. 
 
 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song 
 
 Like hoiy incense rise ; 
 Assist the offering of my tongue 
 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
 2 Through all the dangers of the day 
 Thy hand was still my guard ; 
 And still to drive my wants away 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 491 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Encompass me around ; 
 But, O, how few returns of love 
 Hath my Redeemer found ! 
 
 4 What have I done for him who died 
 
 To save my guilty soul? 
 
 Alas ! my sins are multiplied, 
 
 Fast as my minutes roll. 
 
 5 Yet, with this guilty heart of mine, 
 
 Lord, to thy cross I flee, 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renewed by thee. 
 
 635 Closing. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Savoir, breathe an evening blessing, 
 
 Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
 Sin and want we come confessing, 
 
 Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 
 
 2 Though destruction walk around us, 
 
 Though the arrows past us fly, 
 Angels guards from thee surround us; 
 We are safe if thou art nigh. 
 
 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 
 Thou art He, who, never weary, 
 Watch est where thy people be. 
 
 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
 
 And our couch become our tomb, 
 May the morn in heaven awake us, 
 Clad in lip-ht and deathless bloom. 
 
492 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 636 Eveninc. L. M. 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 
 Under thy own almighty wings. 
 
 2 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Rise glorious at the judgment day. 
 
 3 O let my soul on thee repose, 
 
 And with sweet sleep my eyelids close, 
 Sleep that shall me more vigorous make, 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 637 An Evening Hymn. C. M. 
 
 Indulgent Father, by whose care 
 
 I've passed another day, 
 Let me this night thy mercy share, 
 
 And teach me how to pray. 
 
 2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn 
 
 My guilt before thy face ; 
 Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, 
 And save me by thy grace. 
 
 3 Speak to my conscience, speak my peace 
 
 Through his atoning blood ; 
 And grant me, Lord, a full release 
 From sin's oppressive load. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 493 
 
 4 Show me my wants, and let me crave 
 
 Nothing but what is right ; 
 Help me by faith on thee to live, 
 Then change my faith to sight. 
 
 5 Guide me through life's uncertain path, 
 
 Nor let me from thee stray ; 
 Preserve my fleeting mortal breath, 
 Through each revolving day. 
 
 6 Let each returning night declare 
 
 The tokens of thy love ; 
 And every hour thy grace prepare 
 My soul for joys above. 
 
 7 And when on earth I close my eyes, 
 
 To sleep in death's embrace, 
 Let me to heaven and glory rise, 
 To enjoy thy smiling face. 
 
 638 Evening reflections. L. M. 
 
 Great God, to thee my evening song, 
 With humble gratitude, I raise ; 
 
 O, let thy mercy tune my tongue, 
 And fill my heart with lively praise. 
 
 2 My days, unclouded as they pass, 
 
 And every gently rolling hour, 
 Are monuments of wondrous grace, 
 And witness to thy love and power. 
 
 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, 
 
 Too oft regardless of thy love, 
 Ungrateful, can from thee depart, 
 And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 
 
94 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
 
 Of Jesus: His dear name alone 
 I plead for pardon, gracious God, 
 And kind acceptance, at thy throne. 
 
 5 Let this blest hope my eyelids close, 
 
 With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; 
 Safe in thy care may I repose, 
 
 And wake with praises to thy name. 
 
 639 Evening. C. M, 
 
 O Lord, another clay is flown, 
 
 And we a lonely band, 
 Are met once more before thy throne, 
 
 To bless thy fostering hand. 
 
 2 And w r ilt thou lend a listening ear 
 
 To praises low as ours? 
 Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear 
 The song which meekness pours. 
 
 3 And Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, 
 
 As we before thee pray ; 
 For thou didst bless the infant train, 
 And are we less than they ? 
 
 4 O, let thy grace perform its part, 
 
 And let contention cease ; 
 And shed abroad in every heart 
 Thine everlasting peace. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 495 
 
 640 For the head of the family. P.M. 
 
 I and my house will serve the Lord : 
 But first, obedient to his word 
 
 I must myself appear ; 
 By actions, words, and tempers, show 
 That I my heavenly Master know, 
 
 And serve with heart sincere. 
 
 2 I must the fair example set : 
 
 From those that on my pleasure wait 
 
 The stumbling-block remove ; 
 Their duty by my life explain, 
 And still in all my works maintain 
 The dignity of love. 
 
 3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
 Quickly appeased and reconciled, 
 
 A follower of my God : 
 A saint indeed I long to be, 
 And lead my faithful family 
 
 In the celestiaal road. 
 
 4 Lord ! if thou didst the wish infuse, 
 A vessel fitted for thy use 
 
 Into thy hands receive : 
 Work in me both to will and do ; 
 And show them how believers true, 
 
 And real Christians, live. 
 
 641 Morning: Sacrifice of praise and prayer. L. M. 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay the morning sacrifice. 
 
496 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, 
 And with the angels bear thy part, 
 AVho all night long unwearied sing 
 High praise to the eternal King. 
 
 3 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, 
 And hast refreshed me whilst I slept ; 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; 
 Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 
 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 5 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
 All I design, or do, or say ; 
 
 That all my powers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 642 Morning: Adoration. L. M. 
 
 Arise, my soul, with rapture* rise, 
 And, filled with love and fear, adore 
 
 The awful Sov'reign of the skies, 
 
 Whose mercy lends thee one day more. 
 
 2 And may this day, indulgent Power, 
 Not idly pass, nor fruitless be ; 
 But may each swiftly passing hour 
 Still nearer bring my soul to thee. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 497 
 
 643 Morning : Tribute of praise. S. M. 
 
 See how the morning sun 
 
 Pursues his shining way ; 
 And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
 
 With every bright'ning ray. 
 
 2 Thus would my rising soul 
 
 Its heavenly Parent sing, 
 And to its great Original 
 The humble tribute bring. 
 
 3 Serene I laid me down, 
 
 Beneath his guardian care ; 
 I slept, and I woke, and found 
 My kind Preserver near. 
 
 4 My life I would anew 
 
 Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 A long eternity. 
 
 644 Evening: Communion with God. P. M. 
 
 Softly now the light of day 
 Fades upon our sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labor free 
 Lord, we would commune with thee. 
 
 2 Soon from us the light of day 
 Shall forever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. 
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498 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 645 Household consecration. S. M. 
 
 The power to bless my house, 
 
 Belongs to God alone ; 
 Yet rend'ring him my constant vows, 
 
 He sends his blessing down. 
 
 2 Shall I not then engage 
 
 My house to serve the Lord, — 
 To search the soul- converting page, 
 And feed upon his word : — 
 
 3 To ask, with faith and hope, 
 
 The grace which he supplies, 
 In prayer and praise to offer up 
 Their daily sacrifice? 
 
 4 Let each his sin eschew, 
 
 Through thy restraining grace : 
 Our father Abraham's steps pursue, 
 And w T alk in all thy ways. 
 
 5 Savior of men, incline 
 
 The hearts which thou hast made, — 
 Which thou hast bought with blood divine, 
 To ask thy promised aid. 
 
 6 Me and my house receive, 
 
 Thy family to increase; 
 
 And let us in thy favor live, 
 
 And let us die in peace. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 499 
 
 S4S Morning : Thankfulness and trust C. M. 
 
 Giver and Guardian of our sleep, 
 To praise thy name we wake : 
 
 Still, Lord, thy helpless servants keep, 
 For thine own mercy's sake. 
 
 2 The blessing of another day 
 
 We thankfully receive : 
 O may we only thee obey, 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 3 Upon us lay thy mighty hand ; 
 
 Our words and thoughts restrain ; 
 And bow our souls to thy command, 
 Nor let our faith be vain. 
 
 4 Pris'ners of hope, we wait the hour 
 
 Which shall salvation bring: 
 When all we are shall own thy power, 
 And call our Jesus King. 
 
 647 An Evening Hymn, L. M. 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on, 
 
 Thus far his power prolongs mj^ days ; 
 
 And every evening shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
 And I, perhaps am near my home ; 
 But he forgives my folly past, 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 
500 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep, — 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 While well appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 Thus, when the night of death shall come, 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb. 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. 
 
 g48 Evening Hymn. 7s. 
 
 Now from labor and from care 
 Evening shades have set me free ; 
 
 In the work of praise and pray'r, 
 Lord ! I would converse with Thee ; 
 
 Oh ! behold me from above, 
 
 Fill me with a Savior's love. 
 
 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, 
 
 Whither all my earthly joys; 
 Naught can charm me here below 
 
 But my Savior's melting voice ; 
 Lord, forgive, thy grace restore, 
 
 Make me thine for evermore. 
 
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 3 For the blessings of this day, 
 
 For the mercies of this hour ; 
 For the gospel's cheering ray, 
 
 For the Spirit's quick'ning pow'r, 
 Grateful notes to thee I raise ; 
 Oh ! accept my song of praise. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 501 
 
 649 Evening Hymn. C. M. 
 
 Dear Savior, draw my soul away 
 
 From every cumb'ring care, 
 To spend the hours of setting day, 
 
 In humble, grateful pray'r. 
 
 2 O let me haste alone to shed 
 
 The penitential tear ; 
 My Father's promises to plead 
 Where none but he can hear. 
 
 3 Teach me to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore ; 
 My sorrows and my cares to cast 
 On Him whom I adore. 
 
 4 O teach my soul by faith to view 
 
 Those brighter scenes in heav'n ; 
 And thus my failing strength renew 
 When here by tempests driv'n. 
 
 5 Oh, Savior, when life's day is o'er 
 
 Let its departing ray 
 Be calm and soothing as this hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 650 Evening : Cheerful confidence. C. M. 
 
 Is" mercy, Lord, remember me, 
 Through all the hours of night, 
 
 And grant to me most graciously 
 The safeguard of thy might. 
 
502 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes, 
 
 Since thou wilt not remove : 
 O, in the morning, let me rise, 
 Rejoicing in thy love. 
 
 3 Or, if this night should prove my last, 
 
 And end my transient days, 
 Lord, take me to thy promised rest, 
 Where I may sing thy praise. 
 
 PRAYER. 
 
 651 Secret communion with God. C. M. 
 
 Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream 
 
 In earnest pleading flows ; 
 Devotion dwells upon the theme, 
 
 And warm and warmer glows. 
 
 2 Faith grasps the blessing she desires ; 
 
 Hope points the upward gaze ; 
 And love, celestial love, inspires 
 The eloquence of praise. 
 
 3 But sweeter far the still small voice 
 
 Unheard by human ear 
 When God has made the heart rejoice, 
 And dried the bitter tear. 
 
 4 No accents flow, no words ascend ; 
 
 All utterance faileth there ; 
 But God himself doth comprehend 
 And answer silent prayer. 
 
PRAYER. 503 
 
 652 "Man should pray always" L. M. 
 
 Prayer is appointed to convey 
 The blessings God designs to give : 
 
 Long as they live should Christians pray, 
 They learn to pray when first they live. 
 
 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress, 
 
 If cares distract, or fears dismay, 
 If guilt deject, if sin distress, 
 
 In every case still watch and pray. 
 
 3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak; 
 
 ThV thought be broken, language lame, 
 Pray if thou canst, or canst not speak ; 
 But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 
 
 4 Depend on him — thou canst not fail, 
 
 Make all thy wants and wishes known; 
 Fear not, his meriis must prevail, 
 Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 
 
 653 What is Prayer t C. M. 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 Uttered or unexpressed ; 
 The motion of a hidden fire 
 
 That trembles in the breast. 
 
 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
 The falling of a tear ; 
 The upward glancing of an eye, 
 When none but God is near. 
 
504 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try ; 
 Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
 The Majesty on high. 
 
 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 
 The Christian's native air ; 
 His watchword at the gates of death, 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
 
 Returning from his w T ays, 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And cry, "Behold, he prays!" 
 
 6 The saints in prayer appear as one, 
 
 In word, and deed, and mind, 
 While with the Father, and the Son, 
 Sweet fellowship they find. 
 
 7 Nor prayer is made on earth alone ; 
 
 The Holy Spirit pleads, 
 And Jesus, on the eternal throne, 
 For mourners intercedes. 
 
 8 O thou by whom we come to God, 
 
 The life, the truth, the way, 
 The path of prayer thyself hast trod, 
 Lord, teach us how to pray. 
 
 654 For grace to pray aright C. M. 
 
 Lord, teach us how to pray aright, 
 With reverence and with fear; 
 
 Though dust and ashes in thy sight, 
 We may, we must draw near. 
 
PRAYER. 505 
 
 2 We perish if we cease from prayer ; 
 
 O grant us power to pray ; 
 And when to meet thee we prepare, 
 Lord, meet us by the way. 
 
 3 Burdened with guilt, convinced of sin, 
 
 In weakness, want and woe, 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 Lord, wither shall we go ? 
 
 4 God of all grace, we come to thee 
 
 With broken, contrite hearts ; 
 Give what thine eye delights to see — 
 Truth in the inward parts. 
 
 5 Give deep humility, the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give ; 
 A strong, desiring confidence 
 To hear thy voice and live ; 
 
 6 Faith in the only sacrifice 
 
 That can for sin atone, 
 To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes 
 On Christ, on Christ alone ; 
 
 7 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay; 
 Courage, our fainting souls to keep, 
 And trust thee though thou slay. 
 
 8 Give these, and then thy will be done ; 
 
 Thus straightened with all might, 
 We, by thy spirit and thy Son, 
 Shall pray, and pray aright. 
 
506 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 655 For various blessings. C. M. 
 
 What shall we ask of God in prayer ? 
 
 Whatever good we want, 
 Whatever man may seek to share, 
 
 Or God in wisdom grant. 
 
 2 Father of all our mercies, thou 
 
 In wdiom we move and live, 
 Hear us in heaven, thy dwelling, now, 
 And answer and forgive. 
 
 3 When bound with sin and trespasses, 
 
 From wrath we fain would flee ; 
 Lord, cancel our unrighteousness, 
 And set the captives free. 
 
 4 When harassed by ten thousand foes, 
 
 Our helplessness we feel, 
 
 O give the weary soul repose, 
 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 5 When dire temptations gather round, 
 
 And threaten or allure, 
 By storm or calm in thee be found 
 A refuge strong and sure. 
 
 6 When age advances, may we grow 
 
 In faith, and hope, and love, 
 And walk in holiness below 
 To holiness above. 
 
 7 When earthly joys and cares depart, 
 
 Desire and envy cease, 
 Be thou the portion of our heart, 
 In thee may we have peace. 
 
PRAYER. 507 
 
 8 When flames these elements destroy, 
 And worlds in judgment stand, 
 May we lift up our heads with joy, 
 And meet at thy right hand. 
 
 656 For wisdom. C. M. 
 
 Almighty God, in humble prayer 
 
 To thee our souls we lift ; 
 Do thou our waiting minds prepare 
 
 For thy most needful gift. 
 
 2 We ask not golden streams of wealth 
 
 Along our path to flow ; 
 We ask not undecaying health, 
 Nor length of years below. 
 
 3 We ask not honors, which an hour 
 
 May bring and take away ; 
 We ask not pleasure, pomp, and power, 
 Lest we should go astray. 
 
 4 We ask for wisdom — Lord, impart 
 
 The knowledge how to live ; 
 A wise and understanding heart 
 To all before thee give. 
 
 5 For we, like children, born in sin, 
 
 Know not, till thou hast taught, 
 How to go out, or how come in, 
 By word, or deed, or thought. 
 
 6 The young remember thee in youth, 
 
 Before the evil days ; 
 The old be guided by thy truth, 
 In wisdom's pleasant ways. 
 
508 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 657 Opening the exercises. C. M. 
 
 Shepherd divine, our hearts relieve 
 
 In this our evil day ; 
 To ail thy tempted followers give 
 
 The power to watch and pray. 
 
 2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
 
 Long as the cross we bear, 
 O let our souls on thee be cast 
 In never-ceasing prayer ! 
 
 3 The spirit of interceding grace, 
 
 Give us in faith to claim ; 
 To wrestle till we see thy face, 
 And know thy hidden name. 
 
 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
 
 Till thou thyself bestow r , 
 Be this the cry of every heart, 
 I will not let thee go : — 
 
 5 I will not let thee go unless 
 
 Thou tell thy name to me, 
 With all thy great salvation bless, 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me, on the mountain top, 
 
 Behold thy open face ; 
 Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
 And prayer in endless praise. 
 
PRAYER. 509 
 
 658 Opening the exercises. L. M. 
 
 What various hindrances we meet 
 In coming to a mercy-seat ! 
 Yet who that knows the worth of prayer 
 But wishes to be often there ? 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw; 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
 Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
 Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again : 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
 With the sad tale of all your care. 
 
 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 
 Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
 "Hear what the Lord has done for me." 
 
 659 The well-fought day. S. M. 
 
 Pray, without ceasing, pray, 
 
 Your Captain gives the word : 
 His summons cheerfully obey, 
 
 And call upon the Lord ; 
 To God your every want 
 
 In instant prayer display ; 
 Pray always ; pray, and never faint ; 
 
 Pray, without ceasing pray, 
 
510 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 In fellowship — alone — 
 
 To God with faith draw near ; 
 Approach his courts, beseige his throne 
 
 With all the power of prayer : 
 His mercy now implore, 
 
 And now show forth his praise ; 
 In shouts or silent awe, adore 
 
 His miracles of grace. 
 
 3 From strength to strength go on ; 
 
 Wrestle, and fight, and pray; 
 Tread all the powers of darkness down, 
 
 And win the well-fought day: 
 Still let the spirit cry, 
 
 In all his soldiers, — Come, 
 Till Christ the Lord descend on high, 
 
 And take the conqu'rors home. 
 
 660 The Lord ' s Prayer. C. M. 
 
 Our Father, God who art in heaven, 
 
 All hallowed be thy name ; 
 Thy kingdom come; thy will be done 
 
 In heaven and earth the same. 
 
 2 Give us this day our daily bread; 
 
 And as we those forgive 
 Who sin against us, so may we 
 Forgiving grace receive. 
 
 3 Into temptation lead us not; 
 
 From evil set us free ; 
 And thine the kingdom, thine the power, 
 And glory, ever be. 
 
PRAYER. 511 
 
 661 Heavenly Aspirations. C. M. 
 
 Being of beings, God of love, 
 
 To thee our hearts we raise, 
 Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
 
 And gladly sing thy praise. 
 
 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 
 
 Our sacrifice receive ; 
 Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, 
 To thee ourselves we give. 
 
 3 Heavenward our every wish aspires 
 
 For all thy mercy's store ; 
 The sole return thy love requires, 
 Is that we ask no more. 
 
 4 For more we ask — we open then 
 
 Our hearts to embrace thy will ; 
 Turn, and beget us, Lard, again, 
 With ail thy fullness fill. 
 
 5 Come, Holy Ghost,, the Savior's love 
 
 Shed in our hearts abroad ; 
 
 So shall we ever live and move, 
 
 And be with Christ in God, 
 
 662 Habitual Devotion. C. M. 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting Power, 
 
 Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 
 With better hopes be filled. 
 
512 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ; 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar: 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruling hand I see ; 
 Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
 Because conferred by thee. 
 
 4 In every joy that crowns my days, 
 
 In every pain I bear, 
 My heart shall find delight in praise, 
 Or seek relief in prayer. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
 Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 
 The gathering storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
 That heart will rest on thee. 
 
 663 Coming boldly to the throne of grace. S. M. 
 
 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 
 The promise calls us near ; 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
PRAYER. 513 
 
 2 That rich atoning blood, 
 
 Which sprinkled round we see, 
 Provides for those who come to God, 
 An all-prevailing plea. 
 
 3 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 
 
 Thy presence and thy love ; 
 
 We ask to serve thee here below, 
 
 And reign with thee above. 
 
 4 Teach us to live by faith, 
 
 Conform our will to thine ; 
 Let us victorious be in death, 
 And then in glory shine. 
 
 5 If thou these blessings give, 
 
 And wilt our portion be, 
 All worldly joys we'll cheerful leave, 
 And find our heaven in thee. 
 
 | For perfect Submission. S. M. 
 
 I want a heart to pray, 
 
 To pray, and never cease ; 
 Never to murmur at thy stay, 
 
 Or wish my sufferings less. 
 This blessing above all, — 
 
 Always to pray, — I want ; 
 Out of the deep on thee to call, 
 
 And never, never faint. 
 
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514 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 2 I want a true regard, 
 
 A single, steady aim, 
 Unmoved by threatening or reward, 
 
 To thee and thy great name ; 
 A jealous, just concern 
 
 For thine immortal praise ; 
 A pure desire that all may learn 
 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 3 I rest upon thy word, — 
 
 The promise is for me ; 
 My succor and salvation, Lord, 
 
 Shall surely come from thee : 
 But let me still abide, 
 
 Nor from my hope remove, 
 Till thou my patient spirit guide 
 
 Into thy perfect love. 
 
 665 For a Tender Conscience. C. M. 
 
 I want a principle within, 
 
 Of jealous godly fear ; 
 A sensibility of sin, — 
 
 A pain to feel it near ; 
 I want the first approach to feel 
 
 Of pride, or fond desire; 
 To catch the wandering of my will, 
 
 And quench the kindling fire. 
 
 2 From thee that I no more may part, 
 
 No more thy goodness grieve, 
 The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 
 
 The tender conscience give. 
 Quick as the apple of an eye, 
 
 O God, my conscience make ; 
 Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 
 
 And keep it still awake. 
 
PRAYER. 515 
 
 3 If to the right or left I stray, 
 
 That moment, Lord, reprove ; 
 And let me weep my Jife away 
 
 For having grieved thy love. 
 O may the least omission pain 
 
 My w r el [-instructed soul, 
 And drive me to the blood again 
 
 Which makes the wounded whole. 
 
 666 Psalm cxxi. 5 7 & 3 6s. 
 
 To the hills I lift mine eyes, 
 
 The everlasting hills ; 
 Streaming thence in fresh supplies, 
 
 My soul the Spirit feels : 
 Will he not his help afford? 
 
 Help while yet I ask is given : 
 God comes down — the God and Lord 
 
 That make both earth and heaven. 
 
 2 Faithful soul, pray always ; pray, 
 
 And still in God confide ; 
 He thy feeble steps shall stay, 
 
 Nor suffer thee to slide ; 
 Lean on thy Redeemer's breast ; 
 
 He thy quiet spirit keeps ; 
 Rest in him, securely rest ; 
 
 Thy Watchman never sleeps. 
 
 3 Neither sin, nor earth, nor hell, 
 
 Thy Keeper can surprise : 
 Careless slumbers cannot steal 
 
 On his all-seeing eyes ; 
 He is Israel's sure defence ; 
 
 Israel all his care shall prove, 
 Kept by watchful Providence, 
 
 And ever-waking love. 
 
516 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 4 See the Lord, thy Keeper, stand 
 
 Omnipotently near ; 
 Lo ! he holds thee by thy hand, 
 
 And banishes thy fear ; 
 Shadows with his wings thy head, 
 
 Guards from all impending harms : 
 Round thee and beneath are spread 
 
 The everlasting arms. 
 
 5 Christ shall bless thy going out, 
 
 Shall bless thy coming in ; 
 Kindly compass thee about, 
 
 Till thou art saved from sin; 
 Like thy spotless Master thou, 
 
 Filled with wisdom, love and power ; 
 Holy, pure^ and perfect, — now, 
 
 Henceforth,, and evermore. 
 
 687 "Purge me, mvd I shall be clean" C. M. 
 
 My God, my God, to thee I cry ; 
 
 Thee only would I know ; 
 Thy purifying blood apply, 
 
 And wash me white as snow. 
 
 2 Touch me and make the leper clean ; 
 
 Purge my iniquity ; 
 Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
 I have no part in thee. 
 
 3 But art thou not already mine ? 
 
 Answer, if mine thou art! 
 Whisper within, thou Love Divine, 
 And cheer my drooping heart. 
 
PRAYER. 517 
 
 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds, 
 
 His wounds are open wide ; 
 For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
 
 And speaks me justified. 
 
 668 Evening. C. M. 
 
 I love to steal awhile away 
 From every cumbering care ; 
 
 And spend the hours of setting day 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2 I love in solitude to shed 
 The penitential tear ; 
 And all his promises to plead, 
 Where none but God can hear. 
 
 I love to think on mercies past, 
 And future good implore ; 
 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
 4 I love by faith to take a view 
 
 Of brighter scenes in heaven : 
 The prospect does my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driven. 
 
 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
518 MEANS OF GRACE. 
 
 669 "In full assurance of faith." 7s. 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Rise and ask without delay. 
 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring, 
 For his grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 2 With my burden I begin, 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast, 
 
 There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 3 While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 
 
 As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 Show me what I have to do, 
 Every hour my strength renew ; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
519 
 
 EXTENSION OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 670 . L. M. 
 
 Christ's universal and everlasting kingdom. 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 His kingdom spread from shore to shore 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 From north to south the princes meet, 
 To pay their homage at his feet ; 
 While western empires own their Lord 
 And savage tribes attend his word. 
 
 3 To him shall endless prayer be made 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 4 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song, 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 671 Missionary Meetings. 7s&6s. 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
520 EXTENSION OF 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft on Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ? 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strewn — 
 The heathen in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we to men benighted 
 
 The lamp of life deny? 
 Salvation ! O, Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt Messiah's name. 
 
 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
 
 And you ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Eedeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 672 The latter day glory. L. M. 
 
 Behold, the heathen waits to know 
 The joy the gospel will bestow ; 
 The exiled captive to receive 
 The freedom Jesus has to give. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 521 
 
 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 
 In this blest labor share a part ; 
 
 Our prayers and off'rings gladly bring 
 To aid the triumphs of our King. 
 
 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, 
 That we have seen these latter days, 
 When our Redeemer shall be known, 
 Where Satan long hath held his throne. 
 
 4 Where'er his hand hath spread the skies, 
 Sweet incense to his Name shall rise ; 
 And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, 
 By sov'reign grace he formed anew. 
 
 673 Departing Missionaries. 7s & 6s. 
 
 Roll on, thou mighty ocean ; 
 
 And, as thy billows flow, 
 Bear messengers of mercy 
 
 To every land below. 
 Arise ye gales, and waft them 
 
 Safe to the destined shore ; 
 That man may sit in darkness 
 
 And death's black shade no more. 
 
 2 O thou eternal Ruler, 
 
 Who holdest in thine arm 
 The tempests of the ocean, 
 
 Protect them from all harm ! 
 Thy presence, Lord, be with them, 
 
 Whoever they may be ; 
 Though far from us who love them, 
 
 Still let them be with thee. 
 
522 EXTENSION OF 
 
 674 For the Jews and the fullness, &c. L. M, 
 
 Head of the Church, whose Spirit fills 
 And flows through every faithful soul, 
 
 Unites in mystic love and seals 
 
 Them one, and sanctifies the whole : — 
 
 2 Come, Lord, — thy glorious Spirit cries, 
 
 And souls beneath the altar groan ; 
 Come, Lord, — the Bride on earth replies, 
 And perfect all our souls in one. 
 
 3 Pour out the promised gift on all ; 
 
 Answer the universal — Come ! 
 The fullness of the Gentiles call, 
 And take thine ancient people home. 
 
 4 To thee let all the nations flow ; 
 
 Let all obey the Gospel word ; 
 Let all their bleeding Savior know, 
 Fill'd with the glory of the Lord. 
 
 5 O, for thy truth and mercy's sake, 
 
 The purchase of thy passion claim ; 
 Thine heritage, the Gentiles, take, 
 
 And cause the w r orld to know thy name. 
 
 675 For the World's conversion. S. M. 
 
 O God of sov'reign grace, 
 
 We bow before thy throne, 
 And plead for all the human race, 
 
 The merits of thy Son. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 523 
 
 2 Spread through the earth, Lord, 
 
 The knowledge of thy ways ; 
 
 And let all lands, with joy, record 
 
 The great Redeemer's praise. 
 
 676 The Savior's coming expected, &c. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, thy church, with longing eyes, 
 For thine expected coming waits : 
 
 When will the promised light arise, 
 And glory beam on Zion's gates ; 
 
 2 E'en now, when tempests round us fall, 
 
 And wintery clouds o'ercast the sky, 
 Thy words with pleasure we recall, 
 And deem that our redemption's nigh. 
 
 3 O ! come, and reign o'er every land ; 
 
 Let Satan from his throne be hurl'd, 
 All nations bow to thy command, 
 And grace revive a dying world. 
 
 4 Teach us, in watchfulness and prayer, 
 
 To wait for thine appointed hour ; 
 And fit us by thy grace, to share 
 
 The triumph's of thy conq'ring power. 
 
 677 The Watchman's report 7s. 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
 
 What its signs of promise are. 
 Trav'ler, o'er yon mountain's height, 
 
 See the glory-beaming star. 
 Watchman, does its beauteous ray 
 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 
 Trav'ler, yes, it brings the day — 
 
 Promised day of Israel. 
 
524 EXTENSION OF 
 
 2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Trav'ler, blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman, will its beams, alone, 
 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Trav'ler, ages are its own, 
 
 See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn. 
 Trav'ler, darkness takes its flight ; 
 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 Watchman, let thy wand'ring cease ; 
 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
 Trav'ler, lo! the Prince of Peace, 
 
 Lo ! the Son of God is come. 
 
 678 Glad Tidings. 8s, 7s & 1 4. 
 
 On the mountain's top appearing, 
 Lo, the sacred herald stands, 
 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
 Zion long in hostile lands : 
 
 Mourning captive, 
 God himself shall loose thy bands. 
 
 2 Lo, thy sun has risen in glory, 
 
 God himself appears thy friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 Here their boasted triumphs end : 
 
 Great deliverance 
 Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 525 
 
 3 Enemies no more shall trouble, 
 All thy warfare now is past ; 
 For thy shame thou shalt have double, 
 Days of peace are come at last : 
 
 All thy conflicts 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
 679 The final victory of Christ 7s&6s. 
 
 When shall the voice of singing 
 
 Flow joyfully along ? 
 When hill and valley, ringing 
 
 With one triumphant song — 
 Proclaim the contest ended, 
 
 And him, who once was slain, 
 Again to earth descended, 
 
 In righteousness to reign ? 
 
 2 Then from the craggy mountains 
 
 The sacred shout shall fly ; 
 And shady vale and fountains 
 
 Shall echo the reply : 
 High tower and lowly dwelling 
 
 Shall send the chorus round ; 
 All hallelujah swelling 
 
 In one eternal sound. 
 
 680 Christ is all in all. 8 7s. 
 
 Hark the song of jubilee, 
 
 Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
 Or the fullness of the sea 
 
 When it breaks upon the shore : 
 "Hallelujah ! for the Lord 
 
 God omnipotent shall reign ;" 
 Hallelujah ! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
526 EXTENSION OF 
 
 2 Hallelujah! hark, the sound, 
 
 From the depth unto the skies, 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies : 
 See Jehovah's banner furled, 
 
 Sheathed his sword — he speak, 'tis done, 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole 
 
 With illimitable sway; 
 He shall reign when like a scroll 
 
 Yonder heavens have passed away ; 
 Then the end — beneath his rod 
 
 Man's last enemy shall fall : 
 Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
 
 God in Christ, is all iu all. 
 
 68 1 Christ's universal kingdom. P. M. 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, 
 When beneath Messiah's sway, 
 
 Every nation, every clime, 
 Shall the gospel call obey. 
 
 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own ; 
 Heathen tribes his name adore ; 
 Satan and his hosts, o'erthrown, 
 
 Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 
 
 2 Then shall wars and tumults cease : 
 Then be banish 'd grief, and pain ; 
 Righteousness, and joy, and peace, 
 Undisturbed shall ever reign. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 527 
 
 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease : 
 
 Then be banish'd grief and pain ; 
 Righteousness, and joy and peace, 
 Undisturb'd shall ever reign. 
 
 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; 
 
 Ever praise his glorious name ; 
 All his mighty acts record, — 
 All his wondrous love proclaim. 
 
 682 The time to favor Zion. L. M. 
 
 Sov'reign of worlds ! display thy power ; 
 Be this thy Zion's favor'd hour : 
 Bid the bright morning star arise, 
 And point the nations to the skies. 
 
 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, 
 On Afric's shore, on India's plains, 
 On lonely isles and lands unknown, 
 And make the nations all thine own. 
 
 3 Speak ! and the world shall hear thy voice ; 
 Speak ! and the desert shall rejoice ; 
 Scatter the gloom of heathen night, 
 
 And bid all nations hail the light. 
 
 683 The glorious predictions, L. M. 
 
 The Law and Prophets all foretold 
 
 That Christ should die and leave the grave, 
 
 Gather the world into his fold, 
 
 The Church of Jews and Gentiles save. 
 
528 EXTENSION OF 
 
 2 Yet, by the Prince of Darkness bound, 
 
 The nations still are wrapt in night : 
 They never heard the joyful sound, 
 They never saw the Gospel light. 
 
 3 Light of the world, again appear, 
 
 In mildest majesty of grace, 
 And bring the great salvation near, 
 And claim our whole apostate race. 
 
 684 Let there be light P. M. 
 
 Thou, whose almighty word 
 Chaos and darkness heard, 
 
 And took their flight ; 
 Hear us, we humbly pray, 
 And where the Gospel day 
 Sheds not its glorious ray, 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
 2 Thou, who didst come to bring, 
 On thy redeeming wing, 
 
 Healing and sight, — 
 Health to the sick in mind, 
 Sight to the inly blind, — 
 O now, to all mankind, 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
 3 Spirit of truth and love, 
 Life-giving, holy Dove, 
 
 Speed forth thy flight ; 
 Move on the waters' face, 
 Bearing the lamp of grace, 
 And in earth's darkest place, 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 529 
 
 685 The triumphant reign of Christ 7s. 
 
 See the ransomed millions stand, — 
 Palms of conquest in their hands ! 
 This before the throne their strain, 
 "Hell is vanquished — death is slain !" 
 
 2 "Blessing, honor, glory, might, 
 Are the Conqueror's native right ; 
 Thrones and powers before him fall, — 
 Lamb of God, and Lord of all I" 
 
 3 Hasten, Lord ! the promised hour; 
 Come in glory and in power; 
 
 Still thy foes are unsubdued — 
 Nature sighs to be renewed. 
 
 4 Time has nearly reached its sum ; 
 
 All things, with the bride, say "Come!" 
 Jesus! whom all worlds adore, 
 Come, — and reign for evermore. 
 
 686 P. M. 
 
 Success of the Gospel among the heathen. 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, 
 
 Cheered by no celestial ray, 
 Sun of Eighteousness ! arising, 
 
 Bring the bright, the glorious day ; 
 Send the gospel 
 
 To the earth's remotest bound, 
 
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530 EXTENSION OF 
 
 2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, — 
 
 Grant them, Lord ! the glorious light ; 
 And/rom eastern coasts to western, 
 
 May the morning chase the night ; 
 And redemption, 
 
 Freely purchased, win the day. 
 
 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ! 
 
 Win and conquer, never cease ; 
 May thy lasting, wide dominion, 
 
 Multiply and still increase ; 
 Sway thy sceptre, 
 
 Savior ! all the world around. 
 
 687 The Gospel trumpet S. M. 
 
 Ye trembling captives ! hear ; 
 
 The gospel-trumpet sounds : 
 No music more can charm the ear, 
 
 Or heal your heart-felt wounds. 
 
 2 Tis not the trump of war, 
 
 Nor Sinai's awful roar, 
 Salvation's news it spreads afar, 
 And vengeance is no more. 
 
 3 Forgiveness, love, and peace, 
 
 Glad heaven aloud proclaims, 
 And earth, the jubilee's release, 
 With eager rapture claims. 
 
 4 Far, far to distant lands, 
 
 The saving news shall spread ; 
 And Jesus all his willing bands, 
 In glorious triumph lead. 
 
THE GOSPEL. 531 
 
 688 The Lord's Prayer. S. M. 
 
 Our heavenly Father, hear 
 
 The pray'r we offer now: 
 Thy name be hallow'd, far and near, 
 
 To thee all nations bow. 
 
 2 Thy kingdom come; thy will 
 
 On earth be done in love, 
 As saints and seraphim fulfil 
 Thy perfect law above. 
 
 3 Our daily bread supply, 
 
 While by thy word we live ; 
 The guilt of our iniquity 
 Forgive, as we forgive. 
 
 4 From dark temptation's power, 
 
 From Satan's wiles defend ; 
 Deliver in the evil hour, 
 And guide us to the end. 
 
 5 Thine, then, forever be 
 
 Glory and power divine ; 
 The sceptre, throne and majesty 
 Of heaven and earth are thine. 
 
 6 Thus humbly taught to pray, 
 
 By thy beloved Son, 
 Through him we come to thee, and say — 
 All for his sake be done. 
 
532 EXTENSION OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 689 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 Of one heart and of one mind. 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee ; 
 Let us in thy name agree ; 
 Show thyself the Prince of Peace ; 
 Bid our jars forever cease. 
 
 2 By thy reconciling love, 
 Every stumbling block remove ; 
 Each to each unite, endear ; 
 Come and spread thy banner here. 
 
 3 Make us of one heart and mind, — 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind; 
 Lowly, meek, in thought and word, — 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
 4 Let us for each other care ; 
 Each the other's burden bear : 
 To thy Church the pattern give ; 
 Show how true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love express, — 
 All the heights of holiness. 
 
 6 Let us then with joy remove 
 To the family above ; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
533 
 
 DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 690 Prayer on opening a church edifice. L. M. 
 
 Within thy house, O Lord our God ! 
 
 In glorious majesty appear, 
 Make this a place of thine abode, 
 
 And shed thy choicest blessings here. 
 
 2 When we thy mercy-seat surround, 
 
 Thy Spirit, with thy word impart ; 
 And let the Gospel's joyful sound, 
 With power divine reach every heart. 
 
 3 Here, let the blind their sight obtain, 
 
 Here give the broken spirit rest ; 
 Let Jesus here triumphant reign, — 
 Enthroned in every yielding breast. 
 
 4 Here, let the voice of sacred joy 
 
 And humble supplication rise, 
 Till higher strains our tongues employ, 
 In realms of bliss beyond the skies. 
 
 691 Dedication of a church. C. M. 
 
 God of the universe ! to thee 
 
 This sacred fane we rear ; 
 And now, with songs and bended knee, 
 
 Invoke thy presence here. 
 
534 DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 2 Long may this echoing dome resound 
 
 The praises of thy name, — 
 These hallowed walls to all around 
 The triune God proclaim. 
 
 3 Here, let thy love — thy presence dwell, 
 
 Thy glory here make known ; 
 Thy people's home, Oh ! come, and fill, 
 And seal it as thine own. 
 
 4 When, sad with care, by sin oppressed, 
 
 Here may the burdened soul, 
 Beneath thy sheltering wing, find rest; 
 Here make the wounded whole. 
 
 5 And when the last long Sabbath-morn, 
 
 Upon the just shall rise, 
 May all who own thee here be borne 
 To mansions in the skies. 
 
 692 -4 blessing supplicated. C. M. 
 
 God, though countless worlds of light 
 
 Thy power and glory show, 
 Though round the throne, above all height, 
 
 Immortal seraphs glow, — 
 
 2 Yet Lord, where'er thy saints apart 
 
 Are met for praise and prayer, — 
 Wherever sighs a contrite heart, 
 Thou, gracious God, art there. 
 
 3 With grateful joy, thy children rear 
 
 This temple, Lord, to thee; 
 Long may they sing thy praises here, 
 And here thy beauty see. 
 
DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 535 
 
 4 Here. Savior, deign thy saints to meet, 
 
 With peace their hearts to fill ; 
 And here, like Sharon's odors sweet, 
 May grace divine distil. 
 
 5 Here may thy truth fresh triumphs win ; 
 
 Eternal Spirit, here, 
 In many a heart now dead in sin, 
 A living temple rear. 
 
 693 Dedication. L. M. 
 
 Behold thy temple, God of grace, 
 
 The house that we have reared for thee, 
 
 Regard it as thy resting place, 
 And fill it with thy majesty. 
 
 2 With outstretched hands on thee we call, 
 
 Prostrate before thy throne we bow ; 
 O let the cloud of glory fall 
 
 On all thy waiting servants now. 
 
 3 Now by thy presence sanctify 
 
 This earthly sanctuary, Lord, 
 And to its courts be ever nigh, 
 
 And here thy hallowed name record. 
 
 4 When from its altar shall arise 
 
 Joint supplication to thy name, 
 Deign to accept the sacrifice, 
 
 Thyself our answering God proclaim. 
 
 5 Aud when from hence the voice of praise 
 
 Shall lift its triumphs to thy throne, 
 Show thy acceptance of our lays, 
 By making all thy glory known. 
 
536 DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 6 When here thy ministers shall stand, 
 
 To speak what thou shalt bid them say, 
 Maintain thy cause with thine ow r n hand, 
 And give thy truth a winning way. 
 
 7 Now, therefore, O our God, arise, 
 
 In this thy resting place appear, 
 And let thy people's longing eyes 
 Behold thee fix thy dwelling here. 
 
 694 Dedication, or other Public Occasions. C. M. 
 
 O Lord, our languid souls inspire, 
 
 For here we trust thou art ; 
 Kindle a flame of heavenly fire 
 
 In every waiting heart. 
 
 2 Show us some token of thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise ; 
 And pour thy blessings from above, 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 3 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humbled mind bestow ; 
 And shine upon us from on high, 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 5 May we in faith receive thy word, 
 
 In faith present our prayers, 
 And in the presence of our Lord 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 537 
 
 6 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 Enforc'd by mighty grace, 
 Awaken sinners all around 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
 695 On opening a house of worship. L. M. 
 
 Here, in thy name, eternal God ! 
 
 We build this earthly* house for thee ; 
 Oh ! make it now thy fixed abode, 
 
 And keep it, Lord ! from error free. 
 
 2 When here thy people seek thy face, 
 
 And dying sinners pray to live ; 
 Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place, 
 And when thou hearest, Lord ! forgive. 
 
 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim, 
 
 The blessed Gospel of thy Son ; 
 Still, by the power of his great name, 
 Be mighty signs and wonders done. 
 
 4 When children's voices raise the song, — 
 
 Hosanna to their heavenly King ; 
 Let heaven, with earth, the strain prolong, 
 "Hosanna !" let the angels sing. 
 
 5 But, will, indeed, Jehovah, deign, 
 
 Here to abide, — no transient guest? 
 Here, will our great Redeemer reign, 
 And here, the Holy Spirit rest ? — 
 
 6 Thy glory never hence depart ! 
 
 Yet choose not, Lord ! this house alone, 
 Thy kingdom come, in every heart, — 
 In every bosom, fix thy throne. 
 
538 DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 696 The House of prayer and praise. 7s. 
 
 Lord of hosts ! to thee we raise, 
 Here a house of prayer and praise ; 
 Thou thy people's heart prepare, 
 Here to meet for praise and prayer. 
 
 2 Let the living here be fed, 
 
 With thy word, the heavenly bread : 
 Here, in hope of glory blest, 
 May the dead be laid to rest. 
 
 3 Here, to thee a temple stand, 
 While the sea shall girt the land ; 
 Here, reveal thy mercy sure, 
 While the sun and moon endure. 
 
 4 Hallelujah ! earth and sky 
 To the joyful sound reply ; 
 Hallelujah ! — hence ascend 
 
 Prayer and praise, till time shall end. 
 
 697 Dedication: The Token of His grace. L. M. 
 
 And will the great eternal God 
 On earth establish his abode ? 
 And will he from his radiant thron?, 
 Accept our temples for his own ? 
 
 2 These walls we to thy honor raise ; 
 Long may they echo to thy praise : 
 And thou descending, fill the place 
 With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 
DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 539 
 
 3 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
 With all the graces of his train ; 
 While power divine his word attends, 
 To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 
 
 4 And in the great decisive day, 
 When God the nations shall survey, 
 May it before the w T orld appear 
 That crowds were born to glory here. 
 
 698 Honor and safety of a nation. S. M. 
 
 Great is the Lord our God, 
 
 And let his praise be great ; 
 He makes his churches his abode, 
 
 His most delightful seat. 
 
 2 These temples of his grace, 
 
 How beautiful they stand : — 
 The honors of our native place, 
 And bulwarks of our land. 
 
 3 In Zion, God is known, 
 
 A refuge in distress ; 
 How bright has his salvation shone 
 Through all his palaces ! 
 
 4 In every new distress 
 
 We'll to his house repair ; 
 We'll think upon his wond'rous grace, 
 And seek deliv'rance there. 
 
540 DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 699 Dedication. 7s, 6s & 1 8. 
 
 We, like Jesse's son, would raise 
 
 A temple to the Lord, 
 Sound throughout its courts his praise, 
 
 His saving name record — 
 Dedicate a house to him 
 
 Who, once in mortal weakness shrined, 
 Sorrowed, suffered to redeem, 
 
 To rescue all mankind. 
 
 2 Father, Son and Spirit, send 
 
 The consecrating flame ; 
 Now in majesty descend, 
 
 Inscribe the living name ; 
 That great name by which we live, 
 
 Now write on this accepted stone; 
 Us into thy hands receive, 
 
 Our temples make thy throne. 
 
 700 ^ n humble offering to Jehovah. L. M. 
 
 The perfect world, by Adam trod, 
 Was the first temple built by God ; 
 His flat laid the corner-stone; 
 He spake, and, lo! the work was done. 
 
 2 He hung its starry roof on high, 
 The broad expanse of azure sky ; 
 
 He spreads its pavement, green and bright, 
 And curtain'd it with morning light. 
 
 3 The mountains in their places stood, 
 The sea, the sky ; and all was good ; 
 And when its first pure praises rang, 
 The morning stars together sang. 
 
SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 541 
 
 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea, 
 And earth, and sky, a house for thee ; 
 But in thy sight our off'ring stands, 
 An humble temple, built with hands. 
 
 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 FASTS. 
 
 701 Deprecatiny the anger of God. C. M. 
 
 Behold, O Lord ! before thy throne 
 
 Thy mourning people bend : 
 ,r Tis on thy sovereign grace alone 
 
 Our humble hopes depend. 
 
 2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand 
 
 Thy dreadful power display, 
 Yet mercy spares this guilty land, 
 And yet we live to pray. 
 
 3 And why, great God, are we thus spared, 
 
 Ungrateful as we are ? 
 O make thine awful warning heard, 
 While mercy cries, — Forbear. 
 
 4 O turn us, turn us, blessed Lord, 
 
 By thine almighty grace ; 
 Then shall our hearts obey thy word, 
 And ever seek thy face. 
 
542 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 5 Hear thou our prayers, and grant us aid; 
 Bid war forever cease ; 
 Heal every breach that sin has made, 
 And bless our land with peace. 
 
 702 The Saint at Christ's right hand. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 
 To take thy ransomed people home, 
 
 Shall I among them stand ? 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 
 Be found at thy right hand ? 
 
 2 Blest Savior ! grant it by thy grace ; 
 Be thou my only hiding place, 
 
 In this th' accepted day ; 
 Thy pardoning voice, O, let me hear, 
 To still my unbelieving fear, — 
 
 Nor let me fall, I pray. 
 
 3 Among thy saints let me be found, 
 Whene'er th' archangels trump shall sound, 
 
 To see thy smiling face ; 
 Then, filled with rapture, shall I sing, 
 While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
 
 With shouts of sovereign grace. 
 
 4 Now to the great and sacred Three, 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
 
 Eternal praises given, 
 Through all the worlds where God is known, 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in heaven. 
 
FASTS. 543 
 
 703 Judgments and Blessings. C. M. 
 
 In vain opposing nations rage, 
 
 If God with us abide : 
 One word of his dissolves their strength, 
 
 And humbles all their pride. 
 
 2 His wisdom sees correction meet, 
 
 He gives the dread command, 
 And war its desolation spreads 
 Through every trembling land. 
 
 3 His purpose wrought, again he speaks, 
 
 And desolations cease ; 
 War's loud alarms are heard no more, 
 And all the world is peace. 
 
 4 Mortals, adore his sovereign power, 
 
 Nor dare provoke his rod : 
 Through all your various tribes be still, 
 And know that he is God. 
 
 704 Pardon implored for national sins. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations! 
 
 From thy temple in the skies, 
 Hear thy people's supplications ; 
 
 Now for their deliv'rance rise. 
 
 2 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, 
 In thy holy place we bend ; 
 Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning ; 
 Hear us, spare us, and defend. 
 
544 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, 
 Long and loud for vengeance call, 
 Thou hast mercy more abounding ; 
 Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 
 
 4 Let that mercy veil transgression ; 
 
 Let that blood our guilt efface : 
 
 Save thy people from oppression ; 
 
 Save from spoil thy holy place. 
 
 705 Impending Judgments. C. M. 
 
 Come, let our souls adore the Lord, 
 Whose judgments yet delay; 
 
 Who yet suspends the lifted sword, 
 And gives us time to pray. 
 
 2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great, 
 
 But let us not despair ; 
 Still open is the mercy-seat 
 To penitence and prayer. 
 
 3 Kind Intercessor, to thy love 
 
 This blessed hope we owe : 
 O let thy merits plead above, 
 While we implore below. 
 
 4 Though justice near thy awful throne 
 
 Attends thy dread command, 
 Lord, hear thy servants, hear thy Son, 
 And save a guilty land. 
 
FASTS. 545 
 
 706 For the Fourth of July. C. M. 
 
 Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 
 
 Of every clime and coast, 
 O hear us for our native land, — 
 
 The land we love the most! 
 
 2 O guard our shores from every foe, 
 
 With peace our borders bless, 
 With prosperous times our cities crown, 
 Our fields with plenteousness. 
 
 3 Here may religion shed her light 
 
 On days of rest and toil ; 
 
 And piety and virtue reign, 
 
 And bless our native soil. 
 
 4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee 
 
 Our country we commend ; 
 Be thou her refuge and her trust, 
 Her everlasting Friend ! 
 
 707 Our help cometh from the Lord. S. M. 
 
 Jesus, to thee we fly 
 
 From the devouring sword: 
 Our city of defence is nigh ; 
 
 Our help is in the Lord. 
 Or if the scourge o'erflow, 
 
 And laugh at innocence, 
 Thine everlasting arms, we know, 
 
 Shall be our soul's defence. 
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546 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 2 We in thy word believe, 
 
 And on thy promise stay ; 
 Our life, which still to thee we give, 
 
 Shall be to us a prey; 
 Oar life with thee we hide, 
 
 Above the furious blast, 
 And shelter'd in thy wounds abide 
 
 Till all the storms are past. 
 
 THANKSGIVING. 
 
 708 Praise to the God of harvest P. M. 
 
 The God of harvest praise ; 
 In loud thanksgiving raise 
 
 Hand, heart, and voice; 
 The valleys smile and sing, 
 Forests and mountains ring, 
 The plains their tribute bring, 
 
 The streams rejoice. 
 
 2 Yea, bless his holy Name, 
 And purest thanks proclaim 
 
 Through all the earth : 
 To glory in your lot 
 Is duty, — but be not 
 God's benefits forgot, 
 
 Amid your mirth. 
 
 3 The God of harvests praise : 
 Hands, hearts, and voices, raise, 
 
 With sweet accord, 
 From field to garner throng, 
 Bearing your sheaves along, 
 And in your harvest song 
 
 Bless ye the Lord. 
 
THANKSGIVING. 547 
 
 }9 God's goodness. L. M. 
 
 Great is our God and merciful ; 
 
 His every work his pow'r displays ; 
 The earth is of his goodness full ; 
 
 The seasons celebrate his praise. 
 
 2 O, bow, ye lowly, at his feet, 
 
 And come into his courts with fear, 
 Our God is good as he is great, 
 
 And with his goodness crowns the year. 
 
 3 The seasons in their turn display 
 
 His wisdom and his power divine ; 
 They all confess his sov'reign sway, 
 And in them does his goodness shine. 
 
 4 When in the summers heat we faint, 
 
 Our Shepherd and our God is near ; 
 He never lets his creatures want, 
 
 But with his goodness crowns the year. 
 
 5 He sends the plenteous show'r from heav'n ; 
 
 He bids the earth produce us food : 
 By him all happiness is giv'n, 
 
 And all his works declare him good. 
 
 6 In trials beneath his rod, 
 
 And wash it with repentant tear ; 
 He who corrects thee is thy God, 
 
 Who crowns with goodness all the year. 
 
548 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 710 God's bountiful goodness. CM. 
 
 Fountain of mercy, God of love. 
 
 How rich thy bounties are ! 
 The rolling seasons, as they move, 
 
 Proclaim thy constant care. 
 
 2 When in the bosom of the earth 
 
 The sower hid the grain, 
 Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth, 
 And sent the early rain. 
 
 3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was 
 
 thine ; 
 The plants in beauty grew ; 
 Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, 
 And the refreshing dew. 
 
 4 These various mercies from above 
 
 Matured the swelling grain ; 
 A kindly harvest crowns thy love, 
 And plenty fills the plain. 
 
 5 We own and bless thy gracious sway; 
 
 Thy hand all nature hails : 
 Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day, 
 Summer nor winter, fails. 
 
549 
 
 WATCH NIGHT. 
 
 1 1 Watch Night. S. M. 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord, 
 
 Each in his office wait ; 
 With joy obey his heavenly word, 
 
 And watch before his gate. 
 
 2 Let all your lamps be bright, 
 
 And trim the golden flame ; 
 Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
 For awful is his name. 
 
 3 Watch!— 'tis your Lord's command ; 
 
 And while we speak, he's near ; 
 Mark the first signal of his hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 4 O happy servant he 
 
 In such a posture found ! 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
 And be with honor crowned. 
 
 12 A Midnight song. L. M. 
 
 Join, all ye ransomed sons of grace, 
 
 The holy joy prolong, 
 And shout to the Redeemer's praise 
 
 A solemn midnight song. 
 
 2 Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might 
 Be to our Jesus given, 
 Who turns our darkness into light, 
 Who turns our hell to heaven. 
 
550 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 3 Thither our faithful souls he leads, 
 Thither he bids us rise, 
 With crowns of joy upon our heads, 
 To meet him in the skies. 
 
 713 The Solemn Vigil. 6 8s. 
 
 How many pass the guilty night 
 In reveling and frantic mirth ; 
 
 The creature is their sole delight, 
 Their happiness the things of earth : 
 
 For us suffice the season past ! 
 
 We choose the better part at last. 
 
 2 We will not close our wakeful eyes, 
 
 We will not let our eyelids sleep; 
 But humbly lift them to the skies, 
 
 And all a solemn vigil keep: 
 So many nights on sin bestowed, 
 Can we not watch an hour for God ? 
 
 3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake, 
 
 Devote our every hour to thee : 
 Speak but the word, our souls shall wake 
 
 And sing with cheerful melody ; 
 Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ, 
 And every heart shall dance for joy. 
 
 4 Blest object of our faith and love, 
 
 We listen for thy welcome voice ; 
 Our persons and our works approve, 
 
 And bid us in thy strength rejoice ; 
 Now let us hear the mighty cry, 
 And shout to find the Bridegroom nigh. 
 
WATCH NIGHT. 551 
 
 714 The Wise Virgins. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 Ye virgin souls, arise, 
 
 With all the dead awake 
 Unto salvation wise : 
 
 Oil in your vessels take ; 
 Upstarting at the midnight cry, 
 "Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh." 
 
 2 He comes, he comes, to call 
 
 The nations to his bar, 
 And raise to glory all 
 
 Who fit for glory are : 
 Make ready for your full reward 
 Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 
 
 3 Go, meet him in the sky, 
 
 Your everlasting Friend : 
 Your Head to glorify, 
 
 With all his saints ascend : 
 Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
 To see, without a veil, his face! 
 
 4 Ye that have here received 
 
 The unction from above, 
 And in his Spirit lived, 
 
 Obedient to his love, 
 Jesus shall claim you for his bride : 
 Rejoice with all the sanctified ! 
 
 5 The everlasting doors 
 
 Shall soon the saints receive, 
 Above yon angel powers 
 
 In glorious joy to live, 
 Far from a world of grief and sin, 
 With God eternally shut in. 
 
552 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 6 Then let us wait to hear 
 
 The trumpets welcome sound ; 
 To see our Lord appear, 
 
 Watching let us be found, 
 When Jesus doth the heavens bow, 
 Be found as, Lord, thou find'st us now ! 
 
 NEW YEAR. 
 
 71 5 "Thou crownest the year with goodness." L. M. 
 
 Eternal Source of every joy, 
 Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
 While in thy temple we appear, 
 Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 
 
 2 The flowery spring, at thy command, 
 Embalms the air, and paints the land; 
 The summer rays with vigor shine. 
 To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 
 
 3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours, 
 Through all our coasts redundant stores ; 
 And winters, soften'd by thy care, 
 
 No more a face of horror wear. 
 
 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days 
 Demand successive songs of praise ; 
 
 Still be the cheerful homage paid 
 With opening light, and evening shade. 
 
NEW YEAR. 553 
 
 5 Here in thy house shall incense rise, 
 As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes ; 
 Still we will make thy mercies known 
 Around thy board and round our own. 
 
 6 O may our more harmonious tongue 
 In worlds unknown pursue the song ; 
 And in those brighter courts adore, 
 Where days and years revolve no more ! 
 
 716 New Year. C. M. 
 
 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise ! 
 
 All praise to him belongs ; 
 Who kindly lengthens out our days, 
 
 Demands our choicest songs. 
 
 2 His providence has brought us through 
 
 Another varied year ; 
 We all with vows and anthems new 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 3 Father, thy mercies past we own, 
 
 Thy still continued care ; 
 To thee presenting, through thy Son, 
 Whate'er we have or are. 
 
 4 Our lips and lives shall gladly show 
 
 The wonders of thy love, 
 While on in Jesus' steps we go 
 To see thy face above. 
 
 5 Our residue of days or hours 
 
 Thine, wholly thine shall be ; 
 And all our consecrated powers 
 A sacrifice to thee. 
 
554 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 6 Till Jesus in the clouds appear 
 To saints on earth forgiven, 
 And bring the grand sabbatic year, 
 The jubilee of heaven. 
 
 71 7 " Time flies — man dies!' 1 Os, 5s & 1 1 . 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
 
 Koll round with the year, 
 And never standstill till the Master appear ! 
 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents approve, 
 By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 
 
 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a stream, 
 
 Glide swiftly away, 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stay ; 
 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone ! 
 
 The millenial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 
 
 3 O that each in the day of his coming may say, 
 
 "I have fought my way through, 
 I have finished the work thou didst give me 
 
 to do ! 
 O that each from his Lord may receive the 
 glad word, 
 "Well and faithfully done ! 
 Enter into my joy and sit down on my 
 throne." 
 
NEW YEAE. 555 
 
 718 The barren fig tree. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 The Lord of earth and sky, 
 
 The God of ages, praise, 
 Who reigns enthroned on high, 
 
 Ancient of endless days, — 
 Who lengthens out our trials here, 
 And spares us yet another year. 
 
 2 Barren and withered trees, 
 
 We cumber'd long the ground ; 
 No fruit of holiness 
 
 On our dead souls was found ; 
 Yet doth he us in mercy spare 
 Another and another year. 
 
 3 When justice bared the sword 
 
 To cut the fig tree down, 
 The pity of the Lord 
 
 Cried, Let it still alone : 
 The Father mild inclines his ear, 
 And spares us yet another year. 
 
 4 Jesus thy speaking blood 
 
 From God obtained the grace, 
 Who therefore hath bestowed 
 
 On us a longer space ; 
 Thou didst in our behalf appear, 
 And, lo ! we see another year. 
 
 5 Then dig about the root ; 
 
 Break up our fallow ground ; 
 And let our gracious fruit 
 
 To thy great praise abound ; 
 O let us all thy praise declare. 
 And fruit unto perfection bear. 
 
556 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 719 New Year. CM. 
 
 And now, my soul, another year 
 
 Of thy short life is past ; 
 I cannot long continue here, 
 
 And this may be my last. 
 
 2 Awake, my soul ! with utmost care 
 
 Thy true condition learn : 
 What are thy hopes ? how sure ? how fair? 
 What is thy great concern ? 
 
 3 Behold, another year begins ! 
 
 Set out afresh for heaven ; 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 In Christ so freely given. 
 
 4 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
 
 And on his grace depend ; 
 With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
 SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 
 
 720 "Peace be within thy walk:" S. M. 
 
 Within these walls be peace, 
 
 Love through our borders found ; 
 
 In all our little palaces 
 Prosperity abound. 
 
 2 God scorns not humble things ; 
 Here, though the proud despise, 
 The children of the King of kings 
 Are training for the skies. 
 
NEW YEAR. 557 
 
 3 May none who thus are taught 
 From glory be cast down, 
 But all through faith and patience brought 
 To an immortal crown. 
 
 721 Time rolls on. L. M. 
 
 From year to year in love we meet, 
 From year to year in peace we part, 
 
 The tongues of thousands uttering sweet 
 The bosom joy of every heart. 
 
 2 But time rolls on, and year by year 
 
 We change, grow up, or pass away ; 
 Not twice the same assembly here 
 Have hailed the children's festal day, 
 
 3 Death, ere another spring, may strike 
 
 Some in our union, marked to fall ; 
 Be young and old prepared alike, 
 The warning is to each, to all. 
 
 4 This sole occasion, then, is ours ; 
 
 This day we ne'er again shall see ; 
 Lord God, awaken all our powers 
 To spend it for eternity. 
 
 5 Our times, our lives are in thy hand ; 
 
 On thee for all things we rely ; 
 Assured, w r hile in thy grace we stand, 
 To live is Christ, and gain to die. 
 
 6 Meanwhile our failing ranks renew ; 
 
 Send children, teachers in our place, 
 More humble, docile, faithful, true, 
 More like thy Son, from race to race. 
 
558 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICEL. 
 
 7 22 Invitation to praise. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 Come, let our voices join 
 
 In joyful songs of praise; 
 To God, the God of love, 
 
 Our thankful hearts we'll raise ; 
 To God alone all praise belongs — 
 Our earliest and our latest songs. 
 
 2 Now we are taught to read 
 
 The book of life divine, 
 Where our Redeemer's love 
 
 And brightest glories shine: 
 To God alone all praise is due, 
 Who sends his word to us and you. 
 
 3 Within these hallowed walls 
 
 Our wandering feet are brought, 
 Where prayer and praise ascend, 
 
 And heavenly truths are taught : 
 To God alone your offerings bring; 
 Let young and old his praises sing. 
 
 4 Lord, let this work of love 
 
 Be crowned with full success ! 
 Let thousands yet unborn, 
 
 Thy sacred name here bless ! 
 To thee, O Lord, all praise to thee 
 We'll give throughout eternity. 
 
 723 Blessedness of instructing the young. C. M. 
 
 Delightful work ! young souls to win, 
 
 And turn the rising race 
 From the deceitful paths of sin, 
 
 To seek redeeming grace. 
 
SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 559 
 
 2 Children our kind protection claim; 
 
 And God will well approve 
 When infants learn to lisp his name, 
 And their Redeemer love. 
 
 3 Be ours the bliss, in wisdom's way 
 
 To guide untutored youth, 
 And show the mind which went astray 
 The Way, the Life, the Truth. 
 
 4 Almighty God, thy influence shed, 
 
 To aid his blest design : 
 The honors of thy name be spread, 
 And all the glory thine. 
 
 724 Anniversary — the Childress Jubilee. C. M. 
 
 Hosanna, be the children's song, 
 To Christ, the children's King ; 
 
 His praise, to whom our souls belong, 
 Let all the children sing. 
 
 2 From little ones to Jesus brought, 
 
 Hosanna now be heard ; 
 Let little infants now be taught 
 To lisp that lovely word. 
 
 3 Hosanna, sound from hill to hill, 
 
 And spread from plain to plain, 
 While louder, sweeter, clearer still, 
 Woods echo to the strain. 
 
 4 Hosanna on the wings of light, 
 
 O'er earth and ocean fly, 
 Till morn to eve, and noon to night, 
 And heaven to earth reply. 
 
560 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 5 Hosanna, then, our song shall be ; 
 Hosanna to our King; 
 This is the children's jubilee; 
 Let all the children sing. 
 
 725 The Christian child. C. M. 
 
 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 How sweet the lily grows ! 
 How sweet the breath beneath the hill, 
 
 Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 
 
 2 Lo! such the child whose early feet 
 
 The paths of peace have trod — 
 Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
 Is upward drawn to God. 
 
 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 The lily must decay ; 
 The rose that blooms beneath the hill 
 Must shortly fade away. 
 
 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 
 
 Of man's maturer age 
 Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, 
 And stormy passions rage. 
 
 5 O thou who givest life and breath, 
 
 We seek thy grace alone, 
 In childhood, manhood, age and death, 
 To keep us still thine own. 
 
SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 561 
 
 728 Grateful praise, 7s & 6s. 
 
 We bring no glittering treasures, 
 
 No gems from earth's deep mine ; 
 We come, with simple measures, 
 
 To chant thy love divine. 
 Children, thy favors sharing, 
 
 Their voice of thanks would raise; 
 Father, accept our offering, 
 
 Our song of grateful praise. 
 
 2 The dearest gift of heaven, 
 
 Love's written word of truth, 
 To us is early given, 
 
 To guide our steps in youth : 
 We hear the wond'rous story, 
 
 The tale of Calvary ; 
 We read of homes in glory, 
 
 From sin and sorrow free. 
 
 3 Redeemer! grant thy blessing! 
 
 Oh ! teach us how to pray, 
 That each, thy fear possessing, 
 
 May tread life's onward way; 
 Then where the pure are dwelling, 
 
 We hope to meet again, 
 And sweeter numbers swelling, 
 
 For ever praise thy name. 
 
 727 Children in Heaven. C. M. 
 
 There is a glorious world of light 
 
 Above the starry sky, 
 Where saints departed, clothed in white, 
 
 Adore the Lord most high. 
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562 SPECIAL CHURCH SERVICES. 
 
 2 And hark, amid the sacred songs 
 
 Those heavenly voices raise, 
 Ten thousand thousand infant tongues 
 Unite in perfect praise. 
 
 3 Those are the hymns that we shall know, 
 
 If Jesus we obey ; 
 That is the place where we shall go, 
 If found in wisdom's way. 
 
 4 Soon will our earthly race be run, 
 
 Our mortal frame decay ; 
 Children and teachers, one by one, 
 Must die and pass away. 
 
 5 Great God, impress this serious thought 
 
 To-day on every breast, 
 That both the teachers and the taught 
 May dwell among the blest. 
 
 MEETINGS FOR THE POOR. 
 
 728 More blessed to give than to receive. C. M. 
 
 Happy is he that fears the Lord, 
 
 And follows his commands, 
 Who lends the poor without reward, 
 
 Or gives with liberal hands. 
 
 2 As pity dwells within his breast 
 To all the sons of need, 
 So God shall answer his request 
 With blessings on his seed. 
 
MEETINGS FOR THE POOR. 563 
 
 3 No evil tidings shall surprise 
 
 His well-established mind ; 
 His soul to God, his refuge, flies, 
 And leaves his fears behind. 
 
 4 In times of danger and distress 
 
 Some beams of light shall shine, 
 To show the world his righteousness, 
 And give him peace divine. 
 
 5 His works of piety and love 
 
 Remain before the. Lord ; 
 Honor on earth, and joys above, 
 Shall be his sure reward. 
 
 729 Giving to the Poor, lending to the Lord. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! 
 
 Thy bounties how complete! 
 How shall I count the matchless sum ? 
 
 How pay the mighty debt? 
 
 2 High on a throne of radiant light 
 
 Dost thou exalted shine ; 
 What can my poverty bestow, 
 When all the worlds are thine? 
 
 3 But thou hast brethren here below, 
 
 The partners of thy grace ; 
 And wilt confess their humble names 
 Before thy Father's face. 
 
 4 In them thou may'st be clothed aud fed, 
 
 And visited and cheered ; 
 And in their accents of distress 
 My Savior's voice is heard. 
 
364 DEATH, 
 
 5 Thy face with reverence and with love, 
 We in thy poor would see: 
 O let us rather beg our bread, 
 Than keep it back from thee. 
 
 DEATH, RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 
 
 730 The aged Disciple's prayer. L. M. 
 
 Forewarn' d by my Redeemer's love, 
 I soon shall lay this body down; 
 
 But ere my soul from earth remove, 
 O may I put thine image on. 
 
 2 Savior! thy meek and lowly mind 
 Be to thine aged servant given ; 
 And glad I'll drop this tent, to find 
 My everlasting home in heaven. 
 
 731 The dying believer. 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. 
 
 Deathless spirit, now arise ; 
 Soar, thou native of the skies ; 
 Pearl of price by Jesus bought, 
 To his glorious likeness wrought ; — 
 
 2 Go to shine before the throne; 
 Deck the Mediator's crown ; 
 Go, his triumphs to adorn ; 
 Made for God, to God return. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 565 
 
 Angels, joyful to attend, 
 Hov'ring round thy pillow bend ; 
 Wait to catch the signal given, 
 And convey thee quick to heaven. 
 
 4 Burst thy shackles ; drop thy clay ; 
 Sweetly breathe thyself away ; 
 Singing, to thy crown remove, 
 Swift of wing, and fired with love. 
 
 5 Shudder not to pass the stream : 
 Venture all thy care on Him — 
 Him, whose dying love and power 
 Still' d its tossing, hush'd its roar. 
 
 6 Safe is the expanded wave, — 
 Gentle as a summers eve ; 
 Not one object of his care 
 Ever suffered shipwreck there. 
 
 7 See the haven full in view ; 
 
 Love divine shall bear thee through ; 
 Trust to that propitious gale ; 
 Weigh thine anchor, spread thy sail. 
 
 8 Saints in glory, perfect made, 
 
 Wait thy passage through the shade, 
 Swiftly to their wish be given ; 
 Kindle higher joy in heaven. 
 
566 DEATH, 
 
 732 What comes after death t S. M. 
 
 And am I born to die? 
 
 To lay this body down ? 
 And must my trembliDg spirit fly 
 
 Into a world unknown — 
 A land of deepest shade, 
 
 Unpierced by human thought, 
 The dreary regions of the dead, 
 
 Where all things are forgot? 
 
 2 Soon as from earth I go, 
 
 What will become of me ? 
 Eternal happiness or woe 
 
 Must then my portion be ; 
 Waked by the trumpet's sound, 
 
 I from my grave shall rise, 
 And see the Judge with glory crowned, 
 
 And see the flaming skies. 
 
 3 How shall I leave my tomb ? 
 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 A fearful or a joyful doom, 
 
 A curse or blessing, meet ? 
 Will angel-bands convey 
 
 Their brother to the bar ? 
 Or devils drag my soul away, 
 
 To meet its sentence there? 
 
 4 Who can resolve the doubt 
 
 That tears my anxious breast? 
 Shall I be with the damned cast out, 
 
 Or numbered with the blest? 
 I must from God be driven, 
 
 Or w r ith my Savior dwell ; 
 Must come at his command to heaven, 
 
 Or else depart to hell. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 567 
 
 5 O thou that wouldst not have 
 
 One wretched sinner die, 
 Who diedst thyself my soul to save 
 
 From endless misery, 
 Show me the way to shun 
 
 Thy dreadful wrath severe, 
 That when thou comest on thy throne 
 
 I may with joy appear, 
 
 733 Human Frailty. C. M. 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal Name, 
 
 And humbly own to thee 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 
 What dying worms we be ! 
 
 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still 
 
 As days and months increase ; 
 And every beating pulse we tell 
 Leaves but the number less. 
 
 3 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 
 The breath that first it gave ; 
 
 Whate'er we do, whate'er we be, 
 
 We're traveling to the grave. 
 
 4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground 
 
 To push us to the tomb, 
 And fierce diseases wait around 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 5 Great God, on what a slender thread 
 
 Hang everlasting things — 
 Th' eternal states of all the dead, 
 Upon life's feeble strings ! 
 
568 DEATH. 
 
 6 Infinite joy or endless woe 
 
 Attends on every breath ; 
 And yet how unconcerned we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense 
 
 To walk this dangerous road ; 
 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 
 May they be found with God. 
 
 734 Death of a faithful Minister. C. M. 
 
 Far from affliction , toil and care, 
 
 The happy soul is fled ; 
 The breathless clay shall slumber here, 
 
 Among the silent dead. 
 
 2 The gospel was his joy and song, 
 
 E'en to his latest breath ; 
 The truth he had proclaimed so long 
 Was his support in death. 
 
 3 Now he resides where Jesus is, 
 
 Above this dusky sphere ; 
 His soul was ripened for that bliss 
 While yet he sojourned here. 
 
 4 The church's loss we all deplore, 
 
 And shed the falling tear ; 
 Since we shall see his face no more, 
 Till Jesus shall appear. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 569 
 
 5 But we are hasting to the tomb, 
 O may we ready .stand ; 
 Then, blessed Lord, receive us home, 
 To dwell at thy right hand. 
 
 735 The grass withereth — the flower fadeth. L. M. 
 
 The morning flowers display their sweets, 
 And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
 
 As careless of the noontide heats, 
 As fearless of the evening cold. 
 
 2 Nipp'd by the wind's untimely blast, 
 
 Parched by the sun's directer ray, 
 The momentary glories waste, 
 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 3 So blooms the human face divine, 
 
 When youth its pride of beauty shows : 
 Fairer than spring the colors shine, 
 And sweeter than the virgin rose. 
 
 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, 
 
 Or broke by sickness in a day, 
 The fading glory disappears, 
 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, 
 
 With lustre brighter far shall shine, 
 Revive with ever-during bloom, 
 Safe from diseases and decline. 
 
 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 
 
 If heaven must recompense our pains ; 
 Perish the grass and fade the flower, 
 If firm the word of God remains. 
 
570 DEATH, 
 
 736 48s&2< 
 
 "No room for mirth or trifling here" 
 
 And am I only born to die ? 
 And must I suddenly comply 
 
 With nature's stern decree? 
 What after death for me remains ? 
 Celestial joys or hellish pains, 
 
 To all eternity ! 
 
 2 How then ought I on earth to live, 
 While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 
 
 And props the house of clay ! 
 My sole concern, my single care, 
 To watch and tremble and prepare 
 
 Against that fatal day. 
 
 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, 
 For worldly hope or worldly fear, 
 
 If life so soon is gone, 
 If now the Judge is at the door, 
 And all mankind must stand before 
 
 The inexorable throne ! 
 
 4 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
 But how I may escape the death 
 
 That never, never dies ! 
 How make mine own election sure, 
 And when I fail on earth, secure 
 
 A mansion in the skies. 
 
 5 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, 
 
 Be thou my guide, be thou my way 
 
 To glorious happiness ! 
 Ah ! write the pardon on my heart ! 
 And whensoe'er I hence depart ! 
 
 Let me depart in peace! 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 571 
 
 737 A Brother happy. 8 8s. 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceased ; 
 
 Our loss is his infinite gain ; 
 A soul out of prison released, 
 
 And freed from its bodily pain, — 
 With songs let us follow his flight, 
 
 And mount with his spirit above, — 
 Escaped to the mansions of light, 
 
 And lodged in the Eden of love. 
 
 2 Our brother the haven hath gained, 
 
 Outflying the tempest and wind, 
 His rest he hath sooner obtained, 
 
 And left his companions behind, 
 Still tossed on a sea of distress, 
 
 Hard toiling to make the blessed shore 
 Where all is assurance and peace, 
 
 And sorrow and sin are no more. 
 
 3 There all the ship's company meet, 
 
 Who sailed with the Savior beneath ; 
 With shouting each other they greet, 
 
 And triumph o'er sorrow and death : 
 The voyage of life's at an end, 
 
 The mortal affliction is past : 
 The age that in heaven they spend 
 
 For ever and ever shall last. 
 
572 DEATH, 
 
 738 A Sister in heaven. 8 8s, 
 
 Hosanna to Jesus on high ! 
 
 Another has entered his rest ; 
 Another has 'scaped to the sky, 
 
 And lodged in Irnmanuel's breast. 
 The soul of our sister is gone, 
 
 To heighten the triumph above, 
 Exalted to Jesus's throne, 
 
 And clasped in the arms of his love. 
 
 2 What fullness of rapture is there, 
 
 While Jesus his glory displays, 
 And purples the heavenly air, 
 
 And scatters the odors of grace ! 
 He looks — and his servants in light 
 
 The blessings ineffable meet ; 
 He smiles — and they faint at the sight, 
 
 And fall overwhelmed at his feet. 
 
 3 How happy the angels that fall 
 
 Transported at Jesus' name : 
 The saints whom he soonest shall call, 
 
 To share in the feast of the Lamb ! 
 No longer imprisoned in clay, 
 
 Who next from his dungeon shall fly? 
 Who first shall be summoned away ? 
 
 My merciful Lord, is it I ? 
 
 4 O, Jesus, if this by thy will, 
 
 That suddenly I should depart, 
 Thy counsel of mercy reveal, 
 
 And whisper the call in my heart ; 
 O give me a signal to know 
 
 If soon thou wouldst have me remove, 
 And leave the dull body below, 
 
 And fly to the regions above. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 573 
 
 739 At rest, and happy. 8 8s. 
 
 How blest is our brother, bereft 
 
 Of all that could burden his mind! 
 How easy the soul that has left 
 
 This wearisome body behind ! 
 This earth is affected no more 
 
 With sickness or shaken with pain ; 
 The war in the members is o'er, 
 
 And never shall vex him again, 
 
 2 No anger, henceforth, nor shame. 
 
 Shall redden the innocent clay : 
 Extinct is the animal flame, 
 
 And passion is vanished away. 
 This languishing head is at rest; 
 
 Its thinking and aching are o'er ; 
 This quiet immovable breast, 
 
 Is heaved by affliction no more. 
 
 3 The lids he so seldom could close, 
 
 By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
 Now sealed in their mortal repose, 
 
 Have strangely forgotten to weep ; 
 The fountains can yield no supplies ; 
 These hollows from water are free ; 
 ■ The tears are all wiped from these eyes 
 And evil they never shall see. 
 
 740 L. M. 
 
 A peaceful death expected and prayed for. 
 
 Shrinking from the cold hand of death, 
 I soon shall gather up my feet ; 
 
 Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, 
 And die, — my fathers' God to meet! 
 
574 DEATH, 
 
 2 Numbered among the people, I 
 
 Expect with joy thy face to see; 
 Because thou didst for sinners die, 
 Jesus, in death remember me ! 
 
 3 O that, without a lingering groan, 
 
 I may the welcome word receive ; 
 My body with my charge lay down, 
 And cease at once to work and live. 
 
 4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade, 
 
 And, certified that thou art mine, 
 My spirit calm and undismayed, 
 I shall into thy hands resign. 
 
 5 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom. 
 
 Shall damp when Jesus' presence cheers: 
 My Light, my Life, my God is come, 
 And glory in his face appears. 
 
 741 -4 voice from the grave. C. M. 
 
 Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound ; 
 
 My ears attend the cry : — 
 Ye living men, come view the ground 
 
 Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 2 Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
 
 In spite of all your towers ; 
 The tall, the wise, the reverend head, 
 Shall lie as low as ours. 
 
 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom, 
 
 And are we still secure ? 
 Still walking downward to the tomb. 
 And yet prepared no more. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 575 
 
 4 Grant us the power of quickening grace, 
 To fit our souls to fly ; 
 Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
 We'll rise above the sky. 
 
 742 Christ's presence makes death easy. L. M. 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die? 
 
 What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate to endless joy, 
 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 And we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 O would my Lord his servant meet, 
 
 My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 
 
 4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 743 Death of Children. C. M. 
 
 Thy life I read, my gracious Lord, 
 
 With transport all divine; 
 Thine image trace in every word, 
 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
576 DEATH, 
 
 2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in their tender arms 
 Receive the smiling grace. 
 
 3 I take these little lambs, said he, 
 
 And lay them in my breast ; 
 Protection they shall find in me, 
 In me be ever blest. 
 
 4 Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 
 But not dissolve my love; 
 Millions of infant souls compose 
 The family above. 
 
 5 His words the happy parents hear, 
 
 And shout, with joys divine, — 
 O Savior, all we have and are 
 Shall be for ever thine. 
 
 744 The Christian's parting hour. L. M. 
 
 How sweet the hour of closing day, 
 When all is peaceful and serene, 
 
 And when the sun, with cloudless ray, 
 Sheds mellow lustre o'er the scene! 
 
 2 Such is the Christian's parting hour; 
 So peacefully he sinks to rest ; 
 When faith, endued from heaven with power, 
 Sustains and cheers his languid breast. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 577 
 
 3 Mark but that radiance of his eye, 
 
 That smile upon his wasted cheek ; 
 They tell us of his glory nigh, 
 
 In language that no tongue can speak. 
 
 4 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer 
 
 The pilgrim on his gloomy road ; 
 And angels are attending near, 
 To bear him to their bright abode. 
 
 5 Who would not wish to die like those' 
 
 Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless ? 
 To sink into that soft repose, 
 Then wake to perfect happiness ? 
 
 745 Friends departed for a season, S. M. 
 
 Friend after friend departs ; 
 
 Who hath not lost a friend ? 
 There is no union here of hearts 
 
 That finds not here an end. 
 
 2 Beyond the flight of time, 
 
 Beyond this vale of death, 
 There surely is some blessed clime, 
 Where life is not a breath. 
 
 3 There is a world above, 
 
 Where parting is unknown ; 
 A whole eternity of love, 
 Formed for the good alone . 
 
 4 Thus star by star declines, 
 
 Till all are passed away, 
 As morning high and higher shines, 
 
 To pure and perfect day. 
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578 DEATH, 
 
 746 Blessedness of those who die in the Lord, 8 7s. 
 
 Hark ! a voice divides the sky : 
 
 Happy are the faithful dead ! 
 In the Lord who sweetly die, 
 
 They from all their toils are freed ; 
 Them the Spirit hath declared 
 
 Blest, unutterably blest ; 
 Jesus is their great reward, 
 
 Jesus is their endless rest. 
 
 2 Followed by their works they go, 
 
 Where their Head is gone before ; 
 Reconciled by grace below, 
 
 Grace hath opened mercy's door ; 
 Justified through faith alone, 
 
 Here they knew their sins forgiven : 
 Here they lay their burden down, 
 
 Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 
 
 747 Let me die the death of the righteous. S. M. 
 
 O for the death of those 
 
 Who slumber in the Lord ! 
 O be like theirs my last repose, 
 
 Like theirs my last reward. 
 
 2 Their bodies in the ground, 
 
 In silent hope may lie, 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound 
 Shall call them to the sky. 
 
 3 Their ransomed spirits soar 
 
 On wings of faith and love, 
 
 To meet the Savior they adore, 
 
 And reign with him above. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 579 
 
 O for the death of those 
 
 Who slumber in the Lord ! 
 O be like theirs my last repose, 
 
 Like theirs my last reward. 
 
 748 The end of that man is peace, L. M. 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies ! 
 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes ! 
 
 How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away; 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day; 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 A holy quiet reigns around — 
 
 A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
 And naught disturbs that peace profound 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Farewell conflicting hopes and fears, 
 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! 
 How bright the unchanging morn appears ! 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 
 
 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, 
 
 Light from its load the spirit flies, 
 While heaven and earth combine to say, 
 How blest the righteous when he dies ! 
 
580 DEATH, 
 
 749 The death of a Pastor. C. M. 
 
 To thee, O God, when creatures fail, 
 
 Thy flock, deserted, flies ; 
 And on the eternal Shepherd's care 
 
 Oar steadfast hope relies. 
 
 2 When o'er thy faithful servant's dust 
 
 Thy saints assembled mourn, 
 In speedy tokens of thy grace, 
 O Zion's God, return ! 
 
 3 The powers of nature all are thine, 
 
 And thine the aids of grace ; 
 Thine arm has borne thy churches up, 
 Through each succeeding race. 
 
 4 Exert thy sacred influence here, 
 
 And here thy suppliants bless ; 
 And change to strains ^of cheerful praise 
 Our accents of distress. 
 
 750 The crowning hour. S. M. 
 
 Servant of God, well done ! 
 
 Thy glorious warfare's past ; 
 The battle's fought, the race is won, 
 
 And thou art crowned at last ; — 
 
 2 Of all thy heart's desire 
 Triumphantly possessed ; 
 Lodged by the ministerial choir 
 In thy Redeemer's breast. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 581 
 
 3 In condescending love, 
 
 Thy ceaseless prayer he heard, 
 And bade thee suddenly remove 
 To thy complete reward. 
 
 4 With saints enthroned on high, 
 
 Thou dost thy Lord proclaim, 
 And still to God salvation cry, — 
 Salvation to the Lamb! 
 
 5 O happy, happy soul ! 
 
 In ecstasies of praise, 
 Long as eternal ages roll 
 Thou seest thy Savior's face. 
 
 6 Redeemed from earth and pain, 
 
 Ah ! when shall we ascend, 
 
 And all in Jesus's presence reign 
 
 With our translated friend ? 
 
 751 The days of thy mourning are ended. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended, 
 All thy mourning days below ; 
 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 To the sight of Jesus go ! 
 
 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 Lo ! the Savior stands above, 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 2 Struggle through thy latest passion 
 To thy dear Redeemer's breast, 
 To his uttermost salvation, 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 
582 DEATH, 
 
 4 For the joy he sets before thee, 
 Bear a momentary pain ; 
 Die, to live the life of glory, 
 Suffer with the Lord to reign. 
 
 752 Present with the Lord. 8 7s. 
 
 Lo ! the prisoner is released, 
 
 Lightened of his fleshly load, 
 Where the weary are at rest, 
 
 He is gathered into God ! 
 Lo ! the pain of life is past, 
 
 All his warfare now is o'er; 
 Death and hell behind are cast ; 
 
 Grief and suffering are no more. 
 
 2 Join we then with one accord, 
 
 In the new and joyful song : 
 Absent from our loving Lord, 
 
 We shall not continue long ; 
 We shall quit the house of clay, 
 
 We a better lot shall share, 
 We shall see the realms of day, 
 
 Meet our happy brother there. 
 
 753 D (i V dawns on the night of the grave. L. M. 
 
 Shall man, O God of light and life, 
 For ever moulder in the grave ? 
 
 Canst thou forget thy glorious work, 
 Thy promise and thy power, to save ? 
 
 2 In those dark, silent realms of night 
 Shall peace and hope no more arise? 
 No future morning light the tomb, 
 
 Nor day-star gild the darksome skies ? 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 583 
 
 3 Cease — cease, ye vain, desponding fears : 
 
 When Christ, our Lord, from darkness 
 sprang, 
 Death, the last foe, was captive led, 
 And heaven with praise and wonder rang 
 
 4 Faith sees the bright eternal doors 
 
 Unfold to make his children way ; 
 They shall be clothed with endless life, 
 And shine in everlasting day. 
 
 5 The trumpshall sound; the dead shall wake ; 
 
 From the cold tomb and slumbers spring ; 
 Through heaven, with joy their myriads rise, 
 And hail their Savior and their King. 
 
 754 The dying Christian. P. M. 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame ! 
 Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! 
 
 Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, 
 O the pain, the bliss of dying ! 
 Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, 
 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
 2 Hark ! they whisper ! angels say, 
 Sister spirit, come away ! 
 
 What is this absorbs me quite, 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 
 Drowns my spirit, draws my breath, 
 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 
 3 The world recedes, it disappears ! 
 Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears 
 
 With sounds seraphic ring ! 
 Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! 
 O grave, where is thy victory ! 
 
 death, where is thy sting ! 
 
584 DEATH, 
 
 755 Present suffering future glory. C. M. 
 
 And let this feeble body fail, 
 
 And let it faint or die ; 
 My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 
 
 And soar to worlds on high, 
 Shall join the disembodied saints, 
 
 And find its long-sought rest, 
 That only bliss for which it pants, 
 
 In the Redeemer's breast. 
 
 2 In hope of that immortal crown, 
 
 I now the cross sustain, 
 And gladly wander up and down, 
 
 And smile at toil and pain : 
 I suffer on my three score years, 
 
 'Till my Deliverer come, 
 And wipe away his servant's tears, 
 
 And take his exile home. 
 
 3 O what hath Jesus bought for me ! 
 
 Before my ravished eyes, 
 Rivers of life divine I see ! 
 
 And trees of Paradise ! 
 I see a world of spirits bright, 
 
 Who taste the pleasures there ! 
 They all are robed in spotless white, 
 
 And conquering palms they bear. 
 
 4 O what are all my sufferings here, 
 
 If, Lord, thou count me meet 
 With that enraptured host t' appear, 
 
 And worship at thy feet ! 
 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 
 
 Take life or friends away ; 
 But let me find them all again 
 
 In that eternal day. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 585 
 
 756 The Summons. 7s. 
 
 "Spirit, leave thy house of clay; 
 
 Lingering dust, resign thy breath ; 
 Spirit, cast thy chains away ; 
 
 Dust, be thou dissolved in death :" 
 Thus the mighty Savior speaks, 
 
 While the faithful Christian dies ; 
 Thus the bonds of life he breaks, 
 
 And the ransomed captive flies. 
 
 2 "Prisoner, long detained below, 
 
 Prisoner, now with freedom blest, 
 Welcome from a world of woe ; 
 
 AVelcome to a land of rest :" 
 Thus the choir of angels sing, 
 
 As they bear the soul an high, 
 While with hallelujahs ring 
 
 All the regions of the sky. 
 
 3 Grave, the guardian of our dust, 
 
 Grave, the treasury of the skies, 
 Every atom of thy trust 
 
 Rests in hope again to rise : 
 Hark! the judgment-trumpet calls — 
 
 "Soul, rebuild thy house of clay ; 
 Immortality thy walls, 
 
 And eternity thy day." 
 
 757 "Blessed are the dead," &c. C. M. 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, 
 
 For all the pious dead ; 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 
 And soft their dying bed. 
 
586 DEATH, 
 
 2 They die in Jesus and are blest; 
 
 How calm their slumbers are! 
 From sufferings and from woes released, 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 3 Till that illustrious morning come, 
 
 When all thy saints shall rise, 
 And, decked in full immortal bloom, 
 Attend thee to the skies: 
 
 4 Their tongues, great Prince of life shall join 
 
 With their recovered breath, 
 And all th' immortal host ascribe, 
 Their victory to thy death. 
 
 *758 Asleep in Jesus. L. M. 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 
 From which none ever wakes to weep — 
 A calm and undisturbed repose, 
 Unbroken by the last of foes. 
 
 2 Asleep in Jesus ! O, how sweet 
 To be for such a slumber meet ! 
 With holy confidence to sing 
 
 That death has lost his venomed sting? 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest : 
 No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
 That manifests the Savior's power. 
 
 4 Asleep in Jesus ! O, for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be : 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 
 And wait the summons from on high. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 587 
 
 5 Asleep in Jesus! time n or space 
 Affects this precious hiding-place: 
 On Indian plains or Lapland snows, 
 Believers find the same repose. 
 
 6 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 
 
 Thy kindred and their graves may be; 
 But thine is still a blessed sleep, 
 From which none ever wakes to weep. 
 
 759 The Judgment anticipated. C. M. 
 
 When rising from the bed of death, 
 O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
 
 I see my Maker face to face, 
 Oh, how shall I appear? 
 
 2 If now, while pardon may be found, 
 
 And mercy may be sought, 
 My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
 And trembles at the thought. 
 
 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed, 
 
 In majesty severe, 
 And sit in judgment on my soul, — 
 Oh, how shall I appear? 
 
 4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord, 
 
 Let mercy set me free ; 
 While, in the confidence of prayer, 
 My heart takes hold of thee. 
 
 5 For never shall my soul despair 
 
 Thy mercy to procure, 
 Since thy beloved Son has died, 
 To make that mercy sure. 
 
588 DEATH, 
 
 ?60 The Judgment S. M. 
 
 And will the Judge descend? 
 
 And must the dead arise, 
 And not a single soul escape 
 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 2 And from his righteous lips 
 
 Shall this dread sentence sound, 
 And thr%ugh the numerous guilty throng 
 Spread black despair around : 
 
 3 "Depart from me, accursed, 
 
 To everlasting flame, 
 For rebel-angels first prepared, 
 Where mercy never came." 
 
 4 How will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heaven before his face, 
 Astonished, shrink away? 
 
 5 But ere that trumpet shakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 6 Ye sinners, seek his grace 
 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 7 So shall that curse remove 
 
 By which the Savior bled, 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 589 
 
 761 Preparation for Judgment. S. M. 
 
 Thou Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 Before whose bar severe, 
 With holy joy or guilty dread, 
 
 We all shall soon appear, 
 Our cautioned souls prepare 
 
 For that tremendous day, 
 And fill us now with watchful care, 
 
 And stir us up to prny ; 
 
 2 To pray and wait the hour, 
 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 When, robed in majesty and power, 
 
 Thou shalt from heaven come down, 
 The immortal Son of man, 
 
 To judge the human race, 
 With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
 
 With all thy glorious grace. 
 
 3 To damp our earthly joys, 
 
 To increase our gracious fears, 
 For ever let the archangel's voice 
 
 Be sounding in our ears 
 The solemn midnight cry, 
 
 "Ye dead, the Judge has come ; 
 Arise and meet him in the sky, 
 
 And meet your instant doom !" 
 
 4 O may we thus be found 
 
 Obedient to his word ; 
 Attentive to the trumpet's sound 
 
 And looking for the Lord ! 
 O may we thus insure 
 
 A lot among the blest, 
 And watch a moment, to secure 
 
 An everlasting rest ! 
 
590 DEATH, 
 
 762 Triumph in Immortality. 7 6s & 1 8. 
 
 Stand, the omnipotent decree, 
 
 Jehovah's will be done ! 
 Nature's end we wait to see, 
 
 And hear her final groan. 
 Let this earth dissolve and blend 
 
 In death the wicked and the just, 
 Let those pond'rous orbs descend, 
 
 And grind us into dust. 
 
 2 Rests secure the righteous man ! 
 
 At his Redeemer's beck, 
 Sure to emerge and rise again, 
 
 And mount above the wreck ; 
 Lo ! the heavenly Spirit towers 
 
 Like flame o'er nature's funeral pyre, 
 Triumphs in immortal powers, 
 
 And clasp his wings of fire ! 
 
 3 Nothing hath the just to lose, 
 
 By worlds on worlds destroyed ; 
 Far beneath his feet he views, 
 
 With smiles, the flaming void ; 
 Sees the universe renewed, 
 
 The grand millennial reign begun ; 
 Shouts with all the sons of God, 
 
 Around the eternal throne ! 
 
 4 Resting in this glorious hope, 
 
 To be at last restored, 
 Yield we now our bodies up 
 
 To earthquake, plague, or sword ; 
 Listening for the call divine, 
 
 The latest trumpet of the seven, 
 Soon our soul and dust shall join, 
 
 And both fly up to heaven. 
 
BESURKECTION AND JUDGMENT. 591 
 
 763 8s, 7s & 1 4. 
 
 The day of your redemption draweth near. 
 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
 Partners in his suffering here; 
 
 Christ, to all believers precious, 
 Lord of lords, shall soon appear : 
 
 Mark the tokens 
 Of his heavenly kingdom near. 
 
 2 Close behind the tribulation 
 
 Of the last tremendous days, 
 See the flaming revelation, 
 See the universel blaze ! 
 
 Earth and heaven 
 Melt before the Judge's face. 
 
 3 Sun and moon are both confounded, 
 
 Darkened into endless night, 
 When, with angel host surrounded, 
 In his Father's glory bright 
 
 Beams the Savior, 
 Shines the everlasting Light. 
 
 4 See the stars from heaven falling, 
 
 Hark on earth the doleful cry, 
 Men on rocks and mountains calling, 
 While the frowning Judge draws nigh, 
 
 '•Hide us, hide us, 
 Rocks and mountains from his eye !" 
 
 5 With what different exclamation 
 
 Shall the saints his banner see ! 
 By the tokens of his passion, 
 By the marks received for me, 
 
 All discern him, 
 All with shouts cry out, "Tis He'/' 
 
592 DEATH, 
 
 6 Yes, the prize shall then be given, 
 We his open face shall see ; 
 Love, the earnest of our heaven, 
 Love our full reward shall be; 
 Love shall crown us 
 Kings, through all eternity. 
 
 764 The Judge descending. L. M. 
 
 He comes! he comes! the Judge severe! 
 The seventh trumpet speaks him near, 
 His lightnings flash, his thunders roll: 
 How welcome to the faithful soul ! 
 
 2 From heaven angelic voices sound ; 
 See the almighty Jesus crowned ! 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Savior's face. 
 
 3 Descending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord! 
 
 4 Shout, all the people of the sky, 
 And all the saints of the Most High, 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
 For ever and for ever reigns. 
 
 765 8s, 7s & 1 4. 
 "Behold, He cometh with clouds" 
 
 Lo, he comes with clouds descending, 
 Once for favored sinners slain ; 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 God appears on earth to reign. 
 
KESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 593 
 
 Every eye shall now behold him, 
 
 Robed in dreadful majesty ; 
 Those who set at naught and sold him, 
 
 Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
 Deeply wailing, 
 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 The dear tokens of his passion 
 
 Still his dazzling body bears, 
 Cause of endless exultation 
 
 To his ransomed worshipers, 
 With what rapture 
 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 
 
 Yea, amen — let all adore thee, 
 
 High on thy eternal throne: 
 Savior, take the power and glory, 
 
 Claim the kingdom for thine own: 
 Jah ! Jehovah ! 
 
 Everlasting God, come down ! 
 
 766 The Lord coming to Judgment. L. M. 
 
 The Lord shall come? the earth shall quake, 
 The mountains to their centre shake ; 
 And, withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars shall pale their feeble light. 
 
 2 The Lord shall come ! but not the same 
 As once in loneliness he came, 
 A silent Lamb before his foes, 
 A weary man, and full of woes. 
 
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594 DEATH, 
 
 8 The Lord shall come! a dreadful form, 
 With rainbow wreath and robes of storm; 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
 Appointed Judge of all mankind. 
 
 4 Can this be he, who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 Oppressed by power, and mocked by pride, 
 The Nazarene — the Crucified? 
 
 5 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 "Bocks, hide us! mountains, on us fall!" 
 The saints ascending, from the tomb, 
 Shall joyful sing, "The Lord is come!" 
 
 767 The dreadful day. L. M. 
 
 The day of wrath, that dreadful day, 
 When heaven and earth shall pass away! 
 What power shall be the sinners stay ! 
 How shall he meet that dreadful day — 
 
 2 When, shriv'liug like a parched scroll, 
 The Mam in g heavens together roll ; 
 And, louder yet, and yet more dread, 
 Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? 
 
 3 Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, 
 When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
 Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay, 
 Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 595 
 
 768 The dreadful sentence. C. M. 
 
 That awful day will surely come, 
 The appointed hour makes haste, 
 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Jesus, thou source of all my joys, 
 
 Thou ruler of my heart, 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the word, — Depart I 
 
 3 The thunder of that awful word 
 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
 4 What, to be banish'd from my Lord, 
 
 And yet forbid to die ; 
 To linger in eternal pain, 
 And death for ever fly ? 
 
 5 O wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love. 
 
 769 L. M. 
 
 "I shall behold thy face in righteousness" 
 
 What sinners value I resign ; 
 Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
 I shall behold thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
596 DEATH, 
 
 2 This life's a dream, an empty show; 
 But the bright world to which I go 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere — 
 When shall I wake and find me there ? 
 
 3 O glorious hour ! blest abode ! 
 I shall be near, and like my God ! 
 And sin and grief no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 4 My flesh will slumber in the ground 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
 And in my Savior's image rise. 
 
 770 A living hope. C. M. 
 
 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope 
 That, when my change shall come, 
 
 Angels will hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 2 There shall my disembodied soul 
 
 View Jesus and adore; 
 Be with his likeness satisfied, 
 And grieve and sin no more. 
 
 3 Soon, too, my slumbering dust shall hear 
 
 The trumpet's quickening sound, 
 And by my Savior's power rebuilt, 
 At his right hand be found. 
 
 4 If such the views which grace unfolds, 
 
 Weak as it is below, 
 What rapture must the church above 
 In Jesus' presence know ! 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 597 
 
 J ] Secrets of the heart made known. C. M. 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought, 
 
 And answer in that day 
 For every vain and idle thought, 
 
 And every word I say ? 
 
 2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made known, 
 And I receive my just desert 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then ought I to live, 
 
 With what religious fear, 
 Who such a strict account must give 
 For my behavior here. 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 The watchful power bestow ; 
 So shall I to my ways take heed, 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 
 let me feel thee near ; 
 
 And make my peace with God, before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear. 
 
 72 Judgment. 8s, 7s & 1 4. 
 
 Day of Judgment ! day of wonders ! 
 
 Hark the trumpet's awful sound, 
 Louder than ten thousand thunders, 
 
 Shakes the vast creation round, 
 How the summons 
 
 Will the sinner's heart confound ! 
 
598 DEATH, 
 
 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 
 
 Clothed in majesty divine ; 
 You, who long for his appearing, 
 Then shall say, "This God is mine !" 
 
 Gracious Savior ! 
 Own me in that day for thine. 
 
 3 At his call the dead awaken, 
 
 Rise to life from earth and sea ; 
 All the powers of nature, shaken 
 By his looks, prepare to flee : 
 
 Careless sinner! 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 773 S.M. 
 
 Sown a natural body, raised a spiritual body. 
 
 And must this body die — 
 
 This well-wrought frame decay ? 
 
 And must these active limbs of mine 
 Lie mould'ring in the clay? 
 
 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, 
 
 Shall but refine this flesh, 
 Till my triumphant spirit comes 
 To put it on afresh. 
 
 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, 
 
 And ever from the skies 
 Looks down and watches all my dust, 
 Till he shall bid it rise. 
 
 4 Array'd in glorious grace 
 
 Shall these vile bodies shine, 
 And every shape, and every face, 
 Be heavenly and divine. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 599 
 
 5 These lively hopes we owe, 
 
 Lord, to thy dying love, 
 O may we bless thy grace below, 
 And sing thy grace above ! 
 
 6 Savior, accept the praise. 
 
 Of these our humble songs, 
 Till tunes of nobler sound we raise. 
 With our immortal tongues, 
 
 774 Awaking from the dust C. M. 
 
 Through sorrow's night, and danger's path, 
 Amid the deep'ning gloom, . 
 
 We foil' we rs of our sufPring Lord, 
 Are marching to the tomb. 
 
 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, 
 
 And all our powers decay, 
 Our cold remains in solitude 
 Shall sleep the years away. 
 
 3 Our labors done, securely laid 
 
 In this our last retreat, 
 Unheeded o'er our silent dust, 
 The storms of earth may beat. 
 
 4 Yet not thus buried, or extinct, 
 
 The vital spark shall lie ; 
 For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise 
 To seek its kindred sky. 
 
 5 These ashes, too, this little dust, 
 
 Our Father's care shall keep, 
 Till the last angel rise and break 
 The long and dreary sleep. 
 
600 DEATH, 
 
 775 Death of Children. C. M. 
 
 Thy life I read, my gracious Lord, 
 
 With transport all divine ; 
 Thine image trace in every word, 
 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
 2 Me thinks I see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms 
 Receive the smiling grace. 
 
 3 I take these little lambs, said he, 
 
 And lay them in my breast ; 
 Protection they shall find in me, 
 In me be ever blest. 
 
 4 Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 
 But can't dissolve my love ; 
 Millions of infant souls compose 
 The family above. 
 
 5 His words the happy parents hear, 
 
 And shout with joy divine, 
 O Savior, all we have and are, 
 Shall be forever thine. 
 
 776 The grave shall restore its trust L. M. 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
 
 And give these sacred relics room 
 To slumber in the silent dust. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 601 
 
 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 
 Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept; God's dying Son 
 
 Pass'd through the grave, and blest the bed; 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ; 
 
 Attend, O earth, his sov'reign word; 
 Restore thy trust — a glorious form — 
 Call'd to ascend and meet the Lord. 
 
 777 Certainty of the Resurrection dispels the 
 gloom of the grave. C. M. 
 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarm ? 
 Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Are we not tending upward too, 
 
 As fast as time can move? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb ? 
 There once the flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 
 
 And soften'd every bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with their dying Head ? 
 
602 DEATH, 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascending high; 
 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
 
 And bid our kindred rise: — 
 Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
 Ye saints ascend the skies. 
 
 778 Death gain to the faithful. C. M. 
 
 Why should our tears in sorrow flow 
 
 When God recalls his own, 
 And bids them leave a world of woe 
 
 For an immortal crown? 
 
 2 Is not even death a gain to those 
 
 Whose life to God was given? 
 Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
 To open them in heaven. 
 
 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, 
 
 And they are fulty blest; 
 They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, 
 And entered into rest. 
 
 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; 
 
 God has recall'd his own ; 
 But let our hearts in every woe, 
 Still say, — Thy will be done. 
 
 779 The death of a Youth. C. M. 
 
 When blooming youth is snatched away, 
 
 By death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 
 That pity must demand. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 603 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 Oh, may this truth, impressed 
 With awful power, — "I too must die/' 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world engage no more ; 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour, — 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4 Oh ! let us fly — to Jesus fly — 
 
 Whose powerful arm can save; 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 5 Great God, thy sovereign grace impart, 
 
 With cleansing, healing power; 
 This only can prepare the heart, 
 For death's surprising hour. 
 
 780 Funeral. C. M. 
 
 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head, 
 
 Is equal warning given ; 
 Beneath us lie the countless dead, 
 
 Above us, is the heaven. 
 
 2 Death rides on every passing breeze, 
 
 And lurks in every flower ; 
 Each season has its own disease, 
 Its peril — every hour. 
 
 3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
 
 On youth's soft cheek decay, 
 And fate descend, in sudden night, 
 On manhood's middle day. 
 
604 DEATH, 
 
 4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age, 
 
 Halt feebly to the tomb; 
 And yet shall earth our heart engage, 
 And dream of days to come? 
 
 5 Turn, mortal, turn ; thy danger know ; 
 
 Where'er thy foot can tread, 
 The earth rings hollow from below, 
 And warns thee of her dead. 
 
 6 Turn, Christian, turn ; thy soul apply 
 
 To truths divinely given ; 
 The forms, which underneath thee lie, 
 Shall live, for hell or heaven. 
 
 781 The death of children. C. M. 
 
 Ye mourning saints ! whose streaming tears 
 Flow o'er your children dead, — 
 
 Say not in transports of despair, 
 That all your hopes are fled. 
 
 2 While cleaving to that darling dust, 
 
 In fond distress ye lie ; 
 Rise and with joy, and reverence view 
 A heavenly parent nigh. 
 
 3 Though, your young branches torn away, 
 
 Like wither 'd trunks you stand ; 
 With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 
 Touched by th' Almighty's hand. 
 
 4 "I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, 
 
 "In my own house a place ; 
 No names of daughters and of sons 
 Could yield so high a grace. 
 
RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT. 605 
 
 5 "Transient and vain is every hope 
 A rising grace can give ; 
 In endless honor and delight, 
 My children all shall live." 
 
 782 -4. Funeral Hymn, 12s lis. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not 
 deplore thee, 
 Though sorrow and darkness encompass 
 the tomb; 
 The Savior has passed through its portals 
 before thee, 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide 
 through the gloom. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer 
 
 behold thee, 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world 
 
 by thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to 
 
 enfold thee, 
 And sinners may hope, since the Sinless 
 
 hath died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave — and, its man- 
 
 sion forsaking, 
 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt linger- 
 ed long, 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright 
 on thy waking, 
 
 And the sound thou didst hear was the 
 seraphim's song. 
 
606 DEATH. 
 
 4 Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not 
 deplore thee, 
 Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, 
 thy guide ; 
 He gave thee, he took thee, and he will re- 
 store thee, 
 And death hath no sting, since the Savior 
 hath died. 
 
 733 Mourners comforted. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish, 
 O'er the grave of those you love ; 
 
 Pain, and death, and night, and anguish, 
 Enter not the world above. 
 
 2 While our silent steps are straying, 
 
 Lonely, through night's deepening shade, 
 Glory's brightest beams are playing 
 Round th' immortal spirit's head. 
 
 3 Light and peace at once deriving, 
 
 From the hand of God most high, 
 In his glorious presence living, 
 They shall never — never die. 
 
 4 Endless pleasure, pain excluding, 
 
 Sickness there no more can come ; 
 There, no fear of woe intruding, 
 
 Sheds o'er heaven a moment's gloom. 
 
 5 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish, 
 
 O'er the grave of those you love ; 
 
 Far removed from pain and anguish, 
 
 They are chanting hymns above. 
 
607 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 (784) 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Ye angels round the throne, 
 
 And saints that dwell below, 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 
 And bless the Spirit too. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Let God, the Father, and the Son, 
 
 And Spirit be adored, 
 Where there are works to make him known, 
 
 Or saints to love the Lord. 
 
 L, M. 
 
 To God, the Father, God, the Son, 
 And God, the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be honor, praise, and glory given 
 By all on earth, and all in heav'n. 
 
 S. M. 
 
 To God, the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, glory be ; 
 Praise to the Holy Three in One, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 Holy Father, Holy Son, 
 Holy Spirit, Three in One ! 
 Glory as of old to thee, 
 Now and evermore shall be. 
 
 7s. 
 
608 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 6 L. M. 
 Praise God from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise him all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 7 L. M. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom heaven's triumphant host 
 
 And saints on earth adore ; 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 And now it is, and so shall last 
 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
 8 7s. 
 Sing we to our God above, 
 
 Praise eternal as his love : 
 Praise him — all ye heavenly host ! 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 9 C. M. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Who sweetly all agree 
 To save a world of sinner's lost, 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 10 C. M. Double. 
 
 The God of mercy be adored, 
 
 Who calls our souls from death, 
 Who saves by his redeeming word, 
 
 And new-creating breath ; 
 To praise the Father and the Son, 
 
 And Spirit all- divine, — 
 The One in Three, and Three in One, — 
 
 Let saints and angels join. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 609 
 
 11 
 
 12 
 
 Immortal honor, endless fame, 
 
 Attend th' Almighty Father's Name : 
 
 The Savior Son be glorified, 
 
 Who for lost man's redemption died; 
 
 And equal adoration be, 
 
 Eternal Comforter, to thee ! 
 
 8s. 
 Now to the great and sacred Three, 
 The Father, Son, and Spirit, be 
 
 Eternal praise and glory given, 
 Through all the worlds where God is known, 
 By all the angels near the throne, 
 
 And all the saints in earth and heaven. 
 
 13 S. M. 
 To God, the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, One in Three, 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 And shall for ever be, 
 
 14 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 To God the Father's throne 
 
 Perpetual honors raise ; 
 Glory to God the Son, 
 
 And to the Spirit praise : 
 With all our powers, Eternal King, 
 
 Thy everlasting praise we sing. 
 
 15 8s & 6s. 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom heaven's triumphant host, 
 
 And saints on earth adore; 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 And now it is, and so shall last 
 When time shall be no more. 
 38 
 
610 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 16 6 7s. 
 Praise the Name of God most high; 
 Praise him all below the sky ; 
 
 Praise him all ye heavenly host — 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost : 
 As through countless ages past, 
 Evermore his praise shall last. 
 
 17 8s, 7s & 4. 
 
 Great Jehovah! we adore thee, — 
 God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 God the Spirit, join'd in glory 
 On the same eternal throne: 
 
 Endless praises 
 To Jehovah, Three in One. 
 
 18 8s 7s. 
 
 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
 
 Praise the Father's boundless love ; 
 Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; 
 
 Praise the Spirit from above, — 
 Author of the new creation, — 
 
 Him by whom our spirits live ; 
 Undivided adoration 
 
 To the one Jehovah give. 
 
 19 
 
 All praise to the Father, the Son, 
 And Spirit, thrice holy and blest, 
 
 The eternal, supreme Three in One, 
 Was, is, and shall still be address'd. 
 
DOXOLGOGIES. 611 
 
 20 P. M. 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Thy Godhead we adore, — 
 Join with the celestial host, 
 
 Who praise thee evermore ! 
 Live by earth and heaven adored, — 
 
 The Three in One, the One in Three ; 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 All glory be to thee ! 
 
 21 P. M. 
 
 To God— the Father, Son, 
 And Spirit — Three in One — 
 
 All praise be given ; 
 Crown him in every song ; 
 To him your hearts belong : 
 Let all his praise prolong, 
 
 On earth — in heaven. 
 
 22 10s. 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest, 
 Eternal praise and worship be address'd; 
 From age to age, ye saints, his Name adore, 
 And spread his fame, till time shall be no more. 
 
 23 P. M. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit, 
 
 Ascribe we equal glory ; 
 One Deity, in Persons Three, 
 
 Let all thy works adore thee : 
 As was from the beginning, 
 
 Glory to God be given, 
 By all who know thy Name below, 
 
 And all thy hosts in heaven. 
 
612 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 24 P. M. 
 
 To thee be praise for ever, 
 
 Thou glorious King of kings : 
 Thy wondrous love and favor 
 
 Each ransom'd. spirit sings : 
 We celebrate thy glory, 
 
 With all thy saints above, 
 And shout the joyful story 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 
 25 lis. 
 O father Almighty, to thee be address'd, 
 With Christ and the Spirit, one God, ever 
 
 blest, 
 All glory and worship, from earth and from 
 
 heaven, 
 As was, and is now, and shall ever be given. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 (785) 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, P. M. 
 
 The voice of free grace 
 
 Cries, escape to the mountain; 
 For Adam's lost race 
 
 Christ has opened a fountain. 
 For sin and pollution 
 
 And every transgression, 
 His blood flows most freely 
 In streams of salvation. 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb 
 
 Who has purchased our pardon ; 
 We will praise him again 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
 Ye thirsty ones, hear it 
 
 With high exultation ; 
 Behold, says the Spirit, 
 
 The well of salvation : 
 Approach cries the Bride ; 
 
 Lo ! the multitudes going ! 
 The soul saving tide 
 
 To the nations is flowing. 
 
614 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 Blest Jesus, ride on ; 
 
 Thy kingdom is glorious; 
 O'er sin, death and hell, 
 
 Thou wilt make us victorious. 
 Thy name shall be praised 
 
 In the great congregation, 
 And saints shall delight 
 In ascribing salvation. 
 
 4 When on Zion we stand, 
 
 Having gained the blest shore, 
 With our harps in our hands, 
 
 We will praise evermore ; 
 We'll range the blest fields, 
 
 On the banks of the river, 
 And sing hallelujahs 
 
 For ever and ever. 
 
 2 Come to day. P. M. 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 
 Filled with dismay, 
 Wait not for to-morrow, 
 
 Yield thee to-day : 
 Heaven bids thee come, 
 While yet there's room ; 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow ; 
 Hear and obey. 
 
 2 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Why wilt thou die? 
 Come, while thou canst borrow 
 
 Help from on high; 
 Grieve not that love, 
 Which from above, 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Would bring thee nigh. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 615 
 
 Salvation free. 8s, 3s & 6s. 
 
 Hark! those happy voices saying, 
 
 "Yet there's room : 
 
 Sinner, come, 
 Heaven's call obeying." 
 
 2 Now the feast is spread before thee, 
 
 Wait no more, 
 Grace implore, 
 Peace shall then come o'er thee. 
 
 3 Bless the Lord of life for ever, 
 
 Oh my soul, 
 Bountiful, 
 Infinite His favor ! 
 
 4 Bless the Lord of thy salvation, 
 
 Who in love 
 From above, 
 Heard thy supplication. 
 
 5 Bless the Lord of earth and heaven : 
 
 Through His blood, 
 That freely flowed, 
 Are thy sins forgiven. 
 
 The Alarm. 5 7s & 3 6s. 
 
 Stop, poor sinners, stop and think, 
 
 Before you further go ; 
 Will you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting woe? 
 On the verge of ruin stop, 
 
 Now the friendly warning take, 
 Stay your footsteps, ere you drop 
 
 Into the burnino; lake. 
 
616 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose ? 
 Fear ye not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes ? 
 Can you stand in that dread day. 
 
 Which his justice shall proclaim, 
 When the earth shall melt away 
 
 Like wax before the flame ? 
 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, 
 
 And dras: you to his ba r ; 
 Then to hear your awful doom 
 
 Will fill you with despair! 
 All your sins will round you crowd; 
 
 You shall mark their crimson dye, 
 Each for vengeance crying loud ; 
 
 And what can you reply ? 
 
 4 Though your heart were made of steal, 
 
 Your forehead lined with brass, 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass; 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 Those who now despise his grace, 
 "Rocks and mountains, on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face." 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 617 
 
 The harvest is past, &e. 12s & 8s. 
 
 When the harvest is past and the summer 
 is gone, 
 And sermons and prayers shall be o'er ; 
 When the beams cease to break of the sweet 
 Sabbath morn, 
 And Jesus invites thee no more ; 
 When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall 
 blow, 
 The Gospel no message declare ; 
 Sinner, how canst thou bear the deep wailings 
 of woe ! 
 How suffer the night of despair ! 
 
 When the holy have gone to the regions of 
 
 ^ peace, 
 
 To dwell in the mansions above : 
 When their harmony wakes in the fullness 
 of bliss 
 
 Their song to the Savior they love ; 
 Say, O sinner that lives at rest and secure, 
 
 Who fearest no trouble to come, 
 Can thy spirit the swellings of sorrow endure, 
 
 Or bear the impenitent's doom ! 
 
 Mourning Penitents. P. M. 
 
 Drooping souls, no longer mourn, 
 
 Jesus still is precious : 
 If to him you now return, 
 
 Heaven will be propitious, 
 Jesus now is passing by, 
 
 Calling wanderers near him ; 
 Drooping souls you need not die : 
 
 Go to him and hear him. 
 
618 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 He has pardons, full and free, 
 
 Drooping souls to gladden ; 
 Still he cries, "Come unto me, 
 
 Weary, heavy laden." 
 Tho' your sins like mountains high 
 
 Rise, and reach to heaven ! 
 Soon as you on him rely, 
 
 All shall be forgiven. 
 
 3 Precious is the Savior's name, 
 
 All his saints adore him ; 
 He to save the dying came, — 
 
 Prostrate bow before him : 
 Wandering sinners, now return ; 
 
 Contrite souls, believe him! 
 Jesus calls you ; cease to mourn ; 
 
 Worship him ; receive him. 
 
 7 8s & 7s. 
 
 "A Friend that sticketh closer than a brother. 1 ' 
 
 One there is above all others, 
 
 Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
 
 His is love beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 
 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, 
 
 Could or would have shed his blood? 
 But this Savior died to have us 
 Reconciled, in him, to God. 
 
 3 When he lived on earth, abased, 
 
 Friend of sinners was his name ; 
 Now, above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 619 
 
 for grace our hearts to soften ! 
 
 Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 
 What a friend we have above. 
 
 8 "All that the Fattier givest me shall" &e. L. M. 
 
 Just as thou art, — without one trace 
 Of love, or joy, or inward grace, 
 Or meekness for the heavenly place, 
 O guilty sinner ! come to Christ. 
 
 2 Thy sins I bore on Calvary's tree ; 
 The stripes thy due were laid on me, 
 That peace and pardon might be free — 
 
 O wretched sinner ! come to Christ. 
 
 3 Come, leave thy burden at the cross; 
 Count all thy gains but empty dross; 
 My grace repays all earthly loss — 
 
 needy sinner ! come to Christ. 
 
 4 Come, hither bring thy boding fears, 
 Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears ; 
 'Tis mercy's voice salutes thine ears ; 
 
 O trembling sinner ! come to Christ. 
 
 5 "The Spirit and the bride say, Come ;" 
 Rejoicing saints re-echo, Come ; 
 
 Who faints, who thirsts, who will may come: 
 Thy Savior bids thee come to Christ. 
 
620 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 9 Will you go f 6s&8s. 
 
 We're traveling home to heaven above, 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 
 To sing the Savior's dying love, 
 Will you go? will you go? 
 
 Millions have reached that blest abode, 
 
 Anointed kings and priests to God ; 
 
 And millions more are on the road, 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 
 2 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 In rapturous strains to praise his name, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 A crown of life we there shall wear, 
 The conqueror's palms our hands shall bear; 
 And all the joys of heaven we'll share. 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 
 3 We're going to join the heavenly choir, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 To raise our voice and tune the lyre, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 There saints and angels gladly sing, 
 Hosanna to their God and King, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring. 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 
 4 Ye weary, heavy laden, come, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go? 
 In the blest house there still is room, 
 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 The Lord is waiting to receive, 
 If thou wilt now on him believe, 
 Thy troubled conscience he'll relieve, 
 
 Come, believe, come, believe. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 621 
 
 5 The way to heaven is straight and plain, 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 Kepent, believe, be born again, 
 Will you go ? will you go ? 
 The Savior cries aloud to thee, 
 "Take up thy cross and follow me, 
 And thou shalt my salvation see; 
 Come to me, come to me." 
 
 10 Invitation to come to Christ. lis. 
 
 O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, 
 When God in great mercy is coming so nigh, 
 Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, 
 And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 
 
 2 How vain the delusion, that, while you delay, 
 Your hearts may grow better by staying away ; 
 Come wretched, come starving, come just as 
 
 you be, 
 While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 
 
 3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, 
 O how can you question if you will believe ? 
 If sin is your burden, why will you not come ? 
 'Tis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come 
 
 home. 
 
 4 Come, give us your hand, and the Saviour 
 
 your heart, 
 And trusting in heaven, we never shall part; 
 O how can we leave you ? why will you not 
 
 come ? 
 Well journey together, and soon be at home. 
 
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 11 " Ye mast be bom again" 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 
 
 And knew not where to go ; 
 One simple truth increased my pain, 
 The sinner "must be born again," 
 
 Or sink to endless woe. 
 
 2 I heard the law its thunders roll, 
 While guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast, oppressive load ; 
 All creature-aid I saw was vain ; 
 The sinner "must be born again," 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 
 3 The saints I heard with rapture tell 
 How Jesus conquered death and hell 
 
 To bring salvation near ; 
 Yet still I found this truth remain, 
 The sinner "must be born again," 
 
 Or sink in deep despair. 
 
 4 But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 The bleeding Savior passed that way. 
 
 My bondage to remove ; 
 The sinner, once by justice slain, 
 Now by His grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 1 2 Time flies. 4 8s & 2 6s. 
 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my years, 
 Fly rapid as the whirling spheres 
 
 Around the steady pole; 
 Time, like the tide, its motion keeps, 
 And I must launch through shoreless deeps 
 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 623 
 
 The grave is near the cradle seen ; 
 How swift the moments pass between, 
 
 And whisper as they fly : 
 "Unthinking man, remember this, 
 Though fond of sublunary bliss, 
 
 That you must groan and die." 
 
 But will my soul be thus extinct, 
 And cease to live, and cease to think? 
 
 It cannot, cannot be ; 
 No, my immortal cannot die; 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fly, 
 
 When death shall set thee free ? 
 
 My soul attend the solemn call ; 
 Thine earthly tent must shortly fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy flight 
 Beyond the vast expansive blue, 
 To sing above as angels do, 
 
 Or sink in endless night. 
 
 1 3 For Pardon. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain, 
 Poured thy precious blood for me, 
 
 Wash me in its flowing fountain, 
 That my soul may spotless be. 
 
 2 I have sinned, but O, restore me ! 
 For unless thou smile on me, 
 Dark is all the world before me ; 
 Darker yet eternity. 
 
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 3 In thy word I hear thee saying, 
 
 Come, and I will give thee rest ; 
 And, the gracious call obeying, 
 Lord, I hasten to thy breast. 
 
 4 Grant, grant thy Spirit's teaching, 
 
 That I may not go astray, 
 Till, the gate of heaven reaching, 
 Earth and sin are passed away. 
 
 1 4 The inner life. L. M. 
 
 O that I could for «ver dwell. 
 
 Delighted, at the Savior's feet ; 
 Behold the form I love so well, 
 
 And all his tender words repeat ! 
 
 2 The world shut out from all my soul, 
 
 And heaven brought in with all its bliss; 
 Oh, is there aught from pole to pole 
 One moment to compare with this? 
 
 3 This is the hidden life I prize, 
 
 A life of penitential love; 
 When most my follies I despise, 
 
 And raise my highest thoughts above; 
 
 4 When all I am I clearly see, 
 
 And freely own, with deepest shame, 
 When the Redeemer's love to me 
 Kindles within a deathless flame. 
 
 5 Thus would I live till nature fail, 
 
 And all my former sins forsake ; 
 Then rise to God, within the vail, 
 And of eternal joys partake. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 625 
 
 1 5 For pardon. 5 7s & 3 6s. 
 
 Lamb of God ! whose dying love 
 
 We now recall to mind, 
 Send the answer from above, 
 
 And lit us mercy find ; 
 Think on us, who think on thee ; 
 
 Every burdened soul release ; 
 Oh, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace! 
 
 2 By thine agonizing pain, 
 
 And bloody sweat, we pray; 
 By thy dying love to man, 
 
 Take all our sins away ; 
 Burst our bonds and set us free ; 
 
 From all sin do thou release ; 
 Oh, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace ! 
 
 3 Let thy blood, by faith applied, 
 
 The sinner's pardon seal ; 
 Own us freely justified, 
 
 And all our sickness heal ; 
 By thy passion on the tree, 
 
 Let our griefs and troubles cease ; 
 Oh, remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace! 
 
 16 Gospel Trumpet P. M. 
 
 Haek! how the gospel trumpet sounds! 
 Through all the world the echo bounds ! 
 And Jesus by redeeming blood, 
 Is bringing sinners back to God, 
 And guides them safely by his word 
 
 To endless day. 
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 2 Hail, all-victorious, conquering Lord ! 
 Be thou by all thy works adored, 
 Who undertook for sinful man, 
 
 And brought salvation through thy name, 
 That we with thee may ever reign 
 In endless day. 
 
 3 Fight on, ye conquering souls, fight on, 
 And when the conquest you have won, 
 Then palms of victory you shall bear, 
 And in his kingdom have a share, 
 And crowns of glory ever wear 
 
 In endless day. 
 
 4 There we shall in full chorus join, 
 With saints and angels all combine, 
 To sing of his redeeming love, 
 
 When rolling years shall cease to move, 
 And this shall be our theme above 
 In endless day. 
 
 17 The Lord will provide, 1 Os & 1 1 s. 
 
 Tho' troubles assail, and dangers affright, 
 Though friends should all fail, and foes all 
 
 unite, 
 Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 
 The promise assures us the Lord will provide. 
 
 2 The birds without barn or storehouse are fed ; 
 From them let us learn to trust for our bread ; 
 His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, 
 So long as 'tis written, the Lord will provide. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 627 
 
 2 We all may, like ships, by the tempest be tossed 
 On perilous deeps, but need not be lost: 
 Though Satan enrages the wind and the tide, 
 Yet Scripture engages the Lord will provide. 
 
 4 His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old ; 
 
 We know not the way, but faith makes us bold; 
 For though we are strangers, we have a sure 
 
 guide, 
 And trust in all dangers the Lord will provide. 
 
 5 No strength of our own or goodness we claim, 
 Our trust is all thrown in Jesus's name ; 
 
 In this our strong tower for safety we hide ; 
 The Lord is our power, the Lord will provide. 
 
 6 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, 
 The word of his grace shall comfort us thro' ; 
 Not fearing nor doubting, with Christ on our 
 
 side. 
 We hope to die shouting, the Lord will 
 provide. 
 
 18 The Trumpet. P. M. 
 
 Head of the church triumphant, 
 
 We joyfully adore thee ; 
 Till thou appear, thy members here 
 
 Shall sing like those in glory : 
 
 We lift our hearts and voices, 
 
 With blest anticipation, 
 And cry aloud and give to God 
 
 The praise of our salvation. 
 
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 2 While in affliction's furnace, 
 
 And passing through the fire, 
 Thy love we praise, which knows no days 
 
 And ever brings us nigher ; 
 
 We clasp our hands exulting 
 
 In thine almighty favor : 
 The love divine, which made us thine, 
 
 Can keep us thine for ever. 
 8 Thou dost conduct thy people 
 
 Through torrents of temptation ; 
 Nor will we fear, while thou art near, 
 
 The fire of tribulation : 
 
 The world, w 7 ith sin and Satan, 
 
 In vain our march opposes : 
 By thee we shall break through them all, 
 
 And sing the song of Moses. 
 4 By faith we see the glory 
 
 To which thou shalt restore us ; 
 The cross despise for that high prize, 
 
 Which thou has set before us : 
 
 And if thou count us worthy, 
 
 We each, as dying Stephen, 
 Shall see thee stand at God's right hand, 
 
 To take us up to heaven. 
 
 19 Come with its. P. M. 
 
 Sinner go, will you go, 
 
 To the highlands of heaven? 
 Where the storms never blow, 
 
 And the long summer's given; 
 Where the bright blooming flowers 
 
 Are their odors emitting; 
 And the leaves of the bowers 
 
 In the breezes are flitting. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 629 
 
 2 Where the saints robed in white, 
 
 Cleansed in life's flowing fountain, 
 Shining beauteous and bright, 
 
 Shall inhabit the mountain ; 
 Where no sin, nor dismay, 
 
 Neither trouble, nor sorrow, 
 Will be felt for to-day, 
 
 Nor be feared for* the morrow. 
 
 3 He' prepared thee a home — 
 
 Sinner canst thou believe it? 
 And invites thee to come, 
 
 Sinner wilt thou receive it ? 
 O come, sinner, come, 
 
 For the tide is receding, 
 And the Savior will soon, 
 
 And for ever, cease pleading. 
 
 20 We rejoice in hope of the glory of God. P. M. 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by, 
 
 And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
 Would not detain them as they fly, 
 
 Those hours of toil and danger. 
 
 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 
 
 Our heavenly home discerning ; 
 Our absent Lord has left us word, 
 Let every lamp be burning. 
 
 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 
 
 We need not cease our singing ; 
 
 That perfect rest naught can molest, 
 
 Where golden harps are ringing. 
 
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 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow 
 Each chord on earth to sever ; 
 
 Our King says come, and there's our home, 
 For ever, oh ! for ever ! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 For oh ! we stand on Jordan's strand, 
 Our friends are passing over, 
 
 And just before the shining shore 
 We may almost discover. 
 
 21 "This day is the day of good things" P. M. 
 
 Where'er we meet, you always say, 
 What's the news? what's the news? 
 Pray what's the order of the day ? 
 
 What's the news ? what's the news ? 
 Oh ! I have glorious news to tell : 
 My Savior hath done all things well, 
 And triumphed over death and hell, 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
 2 The Lamb was slain on Calvary, 
 That's the news ! That's the news ! 
 To set the world of sinners free ; 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 'Twas there his precious blood was shed, 
 'Twas there he bowed his sacred head, 
 But now he's risen from the dead ; 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 631 
 
 3 To heaven above the Conqueror's gone ; 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 He's passed triumphant to his throne ; 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 And on that throne he will remain, 
 Until, as Judge, he comes again, 
 Attended by a dazzling train ; 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
 4 His work's reviving all around, 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 And many have redemption found, 
 
 That's the news ! that's that the news ! 
 And since their souls have caught the flame, 
 They shout hosanna to his name, 
 And all around they spread his fame, 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
 5 The Lord has pardoned all my sin, 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 I feel the witness now within. 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 And since he took my sins sway, 
 And taught me how to watch and pray, 
 I'm happy now from day to day, — 
 
 That's the news! that's the news! 
 
 6 And Christ, the Lord, can save you now, 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 Your sinful heart he can renew, 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 This moment if for sin you grieve, 
 This moment, if you do believe, 
 Pardon and peace you shall receive — 
 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
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 7 And now if any one should say, 
 
 What's the news? what's the news? 
 O tell them you've begun to pray — 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 That you have joined the conquering band, 
 Aud now with joy at God's command, 
 You're marching to the better land — 
 That's the news ! that's the news ! 
 
 22 "Come thou with us." 10s & lis. 
 
 tell me no more of this world's vain store, 
 The time for such trifles with me now is o'er; 
 A country I've found where true joys abound, 
 To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 
 
 2 The souls that believe, in Paradise live, 
 And me in that number will Jesus receive : 
 My soul, don't delay — he calls thee away, 
 Rise, follow the Savior, and bless the glad day. 
 
 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, 
 What light, strength, and comfort — go after 
 
 him, go ; 
 Lo ! onward I move to the city above, 
 None guesses how wond'rous my journey will 
 
 prove. 
 
 4 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell and 
 
 sin, 
 'Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ 
 
 within ; 
 And when I'm to die, receive me, I'll cry, 
 For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 633 
 
 5 But this I do find, we too are so joined, 
 He'll not live in glory and leave me behind : 
 So this is the race Fm running, thro' grace, 
 Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's 
 
 face. 
 
 6 And now I'm in care, my neighbors shall share 
 These blessings : to seek them will none of 
 
 you dare? 
 In bondage, O why, and death, will you lie, 
 When one here assures you free grace is so 
 
 nigh ? 
 
 23 Religion a treasure. 8s & 9s. 
 
 Religion is a glorious treasure, 
 
 Diffusing of the Savior's love ; 
 The spirit's comfort without measure, 
 
 It joins our souls to those above ; 
 It calms our fears, it soothes our sorrows, 
 
 It smoothes our way o'er life's rough sea ; 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion ours shall be. 
 
 2 While journeying here thro' tribulations, 
 
 In phalanx firm we'll march along : 
 Contentions may divide the nations, 
 
 But Christ shall be our common song : 
 For pure religion knits together — 
 
 It binds in love and makes us free : 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion ours shall be. 
 
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 3 How vain ! how frail ! how transitory ! 
 
 This world, with all its pomp and show ; 
 Its mighty names, renowned in story, 
 
 We'll gladly leave them all below. 
 A brighter object now enraptures — 
 
 In Christ alone we beauties see : 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion ours shall be. 
 
 4 Our earthly house is now dissolving, 
 
 And mortal life will soon be o'er; 
 The cares within us now revolving, 
 
 Will soon afflict our hearts no more ; 
 But pure religion lasts for ever ; 
 
 In death our souls shall strengthened be : 
 While endless ages are onward rolling, 
 
 This heavenly portion ours shall be. 
 
 24 The Rock of thy Salvation, lis, 8s & 7s. 
 
 If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not 
 
 thy heart, 
 Lest the gift ensnare thee, from thy God to 
 part; 
 His favor seek, his praises speak, 
 
 Fix here thy hope's foundation : 
 Serve him, and he will ever be 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 2 If distress befall thee, painful though it be, 
 Let not grief appall thee ; to thy Savior flee ; 
 He, ever near, thy prayer will hear, 
 
 And calm thy purturbation ; 
 The waves of woe shall ne'er o'erflow 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 635 
 
 3 Dangers may approach thee ; let them not 
 
 alarm, 
 Christ will ever watch thee, and protect from 
 
 harm ; 
 He near thee stands with mighty hands, 
 
 To ward off each temptation ; 
 To Jesus fly, he's ever nigh, 
 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 4 Let not death alarm thee, shrink not from 
 
 his blow, 
 For thy God shall arm thee, and victory be- 
 stow ; 
 For death shall bring to thee no sting, 
 
 The grave no desolation : 
 'Tis gain to die with Jesus nigh, 
 The Rock of thy salvation. 
 
 25 "Set your affection on things above." 8s & 6s. 
 
 Tell me no more of earthly toys, 
 Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, 
 
 The things I loved before ; 
 Let me but view my Savior's face, 
 And feel his animating grace, 
 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 2 Tell me no more of fame and wealth, 
 Of careless ease and blooming health, 
 
 For they have all their snares ; 
 Let me but know my sins forgiven, 
 And see my name enrolled in heaven, 
 
 And I am free from cares. 
 
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 26 8s & 6s. 
 
 Christ was offered to bear the sins of many. 
 I lay my sins on Jesus, 
 
 The spotless Lamb of God : 
 He bears them all, and frees us 
 
 From the accursed load. 
 I bring my guilt to Jesus, 
 
 To wash my crimson stains 
 White, in his blood most precious, 
 
 Till not a spot remains. 
 2 I lay my wants on Jesus : 
 
 All fullness dwells in him ; 
 He heals all my diseases, 
 
 He doth my soul redeem. 
 I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
 
 My burdens and my cares ; 
 He from them all releases, 
 
 He all my sorrow shares. 
 2 I rest my soul on Jesus, 
 
 This weary soul of mine ; 
 His right hand me embraces, 
 
 I on his breast recline ; 
 I love the name of Jesus, 
 
 Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ; 
 Like fragrance on the breezes, 
 
 His name abroad is poured. 
 4 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 Meek, loving, lowly, mild ; 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 The Father's holy child. 
 I long to be with Jesus, 
 
 Amid the heavenly throng, 
 To sing with saints his praises, 
 
 To learn the angels' song. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 637 
 
 27 Heavenly Union. 4 8s & 1 7. 
 
 Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell 
 The wonders of Immanuel, 
 Who saved me from a burning hell, 
 And brought my soul with him to dwell, 
 And gave me heavenly union, 
 
 2 When Jesus saw me from on high, 
 Beheld my soul in ruin lie, 
 
 He looked on me with pitying eye, 
 And kindly said as he passed by, 
 ' ' With God you have no union." 
 
 3 Then I began to weep and sigh, 
 And looked this way and that to fly, 
 It grieved me so that I must die ; 
 
 I strove salvation then to buy; 
 But still I had no union. 
 
 4 But when I hated all my sin, 
 My dear Redeemer took me in, 
 
 And with his blood he washed me clean ; 
 And oh ! what seasons I have seen 
 Since first I felt this union. 
 
 5 I praised the Lord by night and day, 
 I went from house to house to pray, 
 And if I met one on the way, 
 
 I found I'd something still to say 
 About this heavenly union. 
 
 6 I now with saints can join to sing, 
 And mount on faith's triumphant wing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring 
 With loud hosannas to our King, 
 
 Who brought our souls to union. 
 
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 7 Come, oh, backslider, come away, 
 And learn to do as well as say ; 
 Come learn to watch as well as pray, 
 And bear your cross from day to day ; 
 
 And then you'll feel this union. 
 
 8 We soon shall leave all things below; 
 And quit these climes of pain and woe ; 
 We then shall all to glory go, 
 
 And ever see, and hear, and know, 
 And feel a perfect union. 
 
 28 "The sheep hear my voice." lis & 8s. 
 
 O Thou, in whose presence 
 
 My soul takes delight, 
 On whom in affliction I call, 
 
 My comfort by day, 
 
 And my song in the night, 
 My hope, my salvation, my all, — 
 
 2 Where dost thou, dear Shepherd, 
 Resort with thy sheep, 
 
 To feed them in pastures of love? 
 
 Say, why in the valley 
 
 Of death should I w T eep, 
 Or alone in this wilderness rove? 
 
 3 Oh, why should I wander 
 An alien from thee, 
 
 Or cry in the desert for bread? 
 
 Thy foes will rejoice when 
 
 My sorrows they see, 
 And smile at the tears I have shed. 
 
SPIPvITUAL SONGS. 639 
 
 4 Dear Shepherd! I hear, and 
 
 Will follow the call ; 
 I know the sweet sound of thy voice 
 
 Restore and defend me, 
 
 For thou art my all, 
 And in thee I will ever rejoice. 
 
 29 Hinder me not. C. M. 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways 
 
 My journey 111 pursue ; 
 Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, 
 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2 Thro' floods and flames, if Jesus leads, 
 
 I'll follow where he goes ; 
 Hinder me not shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 3 Through duty, and through trials, too, 
 
 I'll go at his command; 
 Hinder me not, for I am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 4 And when my Savior calls me home, 
 
 Still this my cry shall be : 
 Hinder me not ! come, welcome death ! 
 I'll gladly go with thee ! 
 
 30 "By H ie grace of God lam ivhat lam." C. M. 
 
 All that I was, my sin, my guilt, 
 
 My death, was all my own ; 
 All that I am, I owe to thee, 
 
 My gracious God alone. 
 
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 2 The evil of my former state 
 
 Was mine, and only mine; 
 The good in which I now rejoice 
 
 Is thine, and only thine. 
 
 3 The darkness of my former state, 
 
 The bondage all was mine : 
 The light of life in which I walk, 
 The liberty, is thine. 
 
 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, 
 
 And taught me to believe ; 
 Then, in believing, peace I found, 
 And now I live, I live. 
 
 5 All that I am e'en here on earth, 
 
 All that I hope to be 
 When Jesus comes, and glory daw r ns, 
 I owe it, Lord, to thee. 
 
 3 1 Hither, ye faithful P. M. 
 
 Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of 
 triumph; 
 
 To Bethlehem go, the Lord of life to meet; 
 To you this day is born a Prince and Savior, 
 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 2 O Jesus! for such wondrous condescension, 
 Our praise and our reverence are an offer- 
 ing meet ; 
 Now is the word made flesh and dwells a- 
 mong us, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. . 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 641 
 
 3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels, 
 Let the celestial courts his praise repeat; 
 Unto our God be glory in the highest, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 32 How much owest thou? 6 7s. 
 
 When this passing world is done, 
 When has sunk yon glaring sun, 
 When we stand with Christ above, 
 There to sing redeeming love, 
 Then, Lord, shall I fully know — - 
 Not till then — how much I owe. 
 
 2 When I hear the wicked call 
 On the rocks and hills to fall ; 
 When I see them start and shrink 
 On the fiery deluge brink, 
 Then, Lord, shall I fully know — 
 Not till then — how much I owe. 
 
 3 When I stand before the throne, 
 Dressed in beauty not my own, 
 When I see Thee as thou art, 
 Love thee with unsinning heart, 
 Then Lord, shall I fully know — 
 Not till till then — how much I owe. 
 
 4 When the praise of heaven I hear, 
 Loud as thunders to the ear, 
 Loud as many waters' noise, 
 Sweet as harp's melodious voice, 
 Then, Lord, shall I fully know — 
 Not till then — how much I owe. 
 
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 33 Good night. 7s & 6>: 
 
 I journey forth rejoicing, 
 From this dark vale of tears, 
 
 To heavenly joy and freedom, 
 From earthly bonds and fears : 
 
 Where Christ our Lord shall gather 
 All his redeemed again, 
 
 His kingdom to inherit. 
 
 Good night, good night, till then ! 
 
 2 Go to thy quiet resting, 
 
 Poor tenement of clay ! 
 From all thy pain and weakness 
 
 I gladly haste away ; 
 But still in faith confiding 
 
 To find thee yet again, 
 All glorious and immortal. 
 
 Good night, good night, till then ! 
 
 3 Why thus so sadly weeping, 
 
 Belov'd ones of my heart? 
 The Lord is good and gracious, 
 
 Though now He bids us part. 
 Oft have we met in gladness, 
 
 And we shall meet again, 
 All sorrow left behind us. 
 
 Good night, good night, till then ! 
 
 4 I go to see his glory, 
 
 Whom we have loved below ; 
 I go, the blessed angels, 
 
 The holy saints to know. 
 Our lovely one departed, 
 
 I go to find again, 
 And wait for you to join us. 
 
 Good night, good night, till then ! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 643 
 
 34 The returning Prodigal, C. M. 
 
 The long-lost sod, with, streaming eyes, 
 
 From -folly just awake, 
 Reviews his wand'rings with surprise ; 
 His heart begins to break. 
 
 I'll want no more for bread, he cries, 
 
 Nor starve in foreign lands. 
 My father's house hath large supplies, 
 And bounteous are his hands. 
 
 2 I starve, he cries, nor can I bear 
 
 The famine in this land, 
 While servants of my father share 
 The bounty of his hand. 
 I'll want no more, &c. 
 
 3 What deep repentance I'll return, 
 
 And seek my fath'r's face ; 
 Unworthy to be call'd a son, 
 I'll ask a servant's place. 
 I'll want no more, &c. 
 
 4 Far off the father saw him move, 
 
 In pensive silence mourn, 
 And quickly ran, with arms of love, 
 To welcome his return. 
 I'll want no more, &c. 
 
 5 Through all the courts the tidings flew, 
 
 And spread the joy around ; 
 The angels tuned their harps anew — 
 The long-lost son is found* 
 I'll want no more, &c. 
 
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 35 Loohiyig to Jesus. 7s & 6s. 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus, 
 
 And- reign with him above, 
 And drink the flowing fountain 
 
 Of everlasting love? 
 When shall I be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in? 
 2 But now I am a soldier ; 
 
 My Captain's gone before, 
 He's given me my orders, 
 
 And bids me not give o'er ; 
 And if I prove but faithful, 
 
 A crown of life he'll give ; 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 
 Eternal life shall have, 
 o Through grace I am determined 
 
 To conquer, though I die; 
 And then away to Jesus 
 
 On wings of love I'll fly. 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow 7 , 
 
 I bid you all adieu ; 
 Then, my friends, prove faithful, 
 
 And on your way pursue. 
 4 Whene'er you meet with troubles 
 
 And trials on your way, 
 Cast all your care on Jesus, 
 
 And don't forget to pray ; 
 Gird on the heavenly armor 
 
 Of faith and hope and love ; 
 And when the combat's ended 
 
 You'll reign with Him above. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 645 
 
 5 O do not be discouraged, 
 
 For Jesus is your friend ; 
 And, if you lack for knowledge, 
 
 He'll not refuse to lend. 
 Neither will he upraid you, 
 
 Though oftimes you request, 
 He'll give you grace to conquer, 
 
 And take you home to rest. 
 
 36 The Savior is Life. 6s & 4s. 
 
 Pass away, earthly joy, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Break every mortal tie, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Dark is the wilderness ; 
 Distant the resting place ; 
 Jesus alone can bless : 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 
 2 Tempt not my soul away, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Here would I ever stay, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Perishing things of clay, 
 Born but for one brief day, 
 Pass from my heart away ; 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 
 3 Fare ye well, dreams of night, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Mine is the dawning bright, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 All that my soul has tried 
 Left but a dismal void ; 
 Jesus has satisfied : 
 
 Jesus is mine I 
 
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 4 Farewell, mortality, 
 
 Jesus is mine! 
 Welcome, eternity, 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 Welcome, a Savior's breast, 
 Welcome, ye scenes of rest, 
 Welcome, ye mansions blest : 
 
 Jesus is mine ! 
 
 37 The Good Child's Song. P. M. 
 
 A want to be an angel, 
 
 And with the angels stand, 
 A crown upon my forehead, 
 
 A harp within my hand ; 
 There, right before my Savior, 
 
 So glorious and so bright, 
 I'd wake the sweetest music, 
 
 And praise him day and night. 
 
 2 I never would be weary, 
 
 Nor never shed a tear, 
 Nor ever know a sorrow, 
 
 Nor ever feel a fear : 
 But blessed, pure and holy 
 
 I'd dwell in Jesus' sight, 
 And with ten thousand thousands 
 
 Praise him both day and night. 
 
 3 I know I'm weak and sinful, 
 
 But Jesus will forgive, 
 For many little children 
 
 Have gone to heaven to live. 
 Dear Savior, when I languish, 
 
 And lay me down to die, 
 O, send a shining angel, 
 
 And bear me to the sky ! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 647 
 
 4 O, there I'll be an angel, 
 
 And with the angels stand, 
 A crown upon upon my forehead. 
 
 A harp within my hand ; 
 And there, before my Savior, 
 
 So glorious and so bright, 
 I'll join the heavenly music, 
 
 And praise him day and night ! 
 
 38 "My heart is fixed:' 8s. 
 
 What now is my object and sin? 
 
 What now is my hope and desire? 
 To follow the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 And after his image aspire : 
 My hope is all centered in thee ; 
 
 I trust to recover thy love, 
 On earth thy salvation to see, 
 
 And then to enjoy it above. 
 
 2 I thirst for a life-giving God, 
 
 The Lamb that on Calvary died ; 
 The fountain of water and blood 
 
 That gush'd from Immanuer side ! 
 I gasp for the streams of thy love, 
 
 The spirit of rapture unknown ; 
 And then to redrink it above, 
 
 Eternally fresh from the throne. 
 
 3 9 Submission . lis. 
 
 O Jesus, my Savior, to thee I submit; 
 With love and thanksgiving fall down at thy 
 
 feet ; 
 The sacrifice offer, my soul, flesh and blood, 
 To thee my Redeemer, my Lord and my God. 
 
648 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my 
 
 Lord ; 
 I love thee, my Savior, I trust in thy word ; 
 I love thee, I love thee, and that thou dost 
 
 know, 
 But how much I love thee I never can show. 
 
 3 I'm happy, Fm happy, O wond'rous account! 
 My joys are immortal, I stand on the 
 
 mount; 
 I gaze on my treasure, and long to be there, 
 With angels, my kindred and Jesus my dear! 
 
 40 Come Home, 7s. 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here, 
 Fight we must, but should not fear ; 
 Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
 One that loves us to the end. 
 Forward, then, with courage go ; 
 Long we shall not dwell below ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 "Child, your Father calls, Come home!" 
 
 2 In the way a thousand snares 
 Lie, to take us unawares ; 
 Satan, with malicious art, 
 Watches each unguarded part; 
 But, from Satan's malice free, 
 Saints shall soon victorious be ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 "Child, your Father calls, come home !" 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 649 
 
 3 But all the foes we meet, 
 None so oft mislead our feet, 
 None betray us into sin, 
 Like the foes that dwell within ; 
 Yet let nothing spoil our peace, 
 Christ shall also conquer these ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, 
 "Child, your Father calls, Come home V 
 
 41 Look beyond. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert 
 
 Thro' which pilgrims make their way, 
 Yet beyond this vale of sorrow 
 
 Lie the fields of endless day ; 
 Fiends, loud howling through the desert, 
 
 Make them tremble as they go ; 
 And the fiery darts of Satan 
 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 2 O, young pilgrims, are you weary 
 
 Of the roughness of the way ? 
 Does your strength begin to fail you, 
 
 And your vigor to decay ? 
 Jesus, Jesus will go with you : 
 
 He will lead you to his throne ; 
 He who dyed his garments for you, 
 
 And the wine-press trod alone ; 
 
 3 He whose thunders shake creation, 
 
 He who bids the planets roll, 
 He who rides upon the tempest, 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole! 
 Round him are ten thousand angels, 
 
 Ready to obey command ; 
 They are always hov'ring round you, 
 
 Till you reach the heavenly land. 
 
650 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 4 There, on flowery hills of pleasure, 
 
 Lie the fields of endless rest ; 
 Love, and joy, and peace forever 
 
 Eeign and triumph in your breast. 
 Who can paint the scenes of glory 
 
 Where the ransomed dwell on high, 
 They on golden harps forever 
 
 Sound redemption through the sky. 
 
 5 0, their crowns ! how bright they sparkle ! 
 
 Such as monarchs never wore ; 
 They are gone to richer pastures, 
 
 Jesus is their Shepherd there. 
 Hail, ye happy, happy spirits, 
 
 Death no more shall make you fear ; 
 Grief or sorrow, pain or anguish, 
 
 Shall no more distress you there. 
 
 42 " Thou art with me* 8s & 7s. 
 
 Death shall not destroy my comfort, 
 
 Christ shall guide me thro' the gloom ; 
 Down he'll send some heavenly convoy 
 
 To escort my spirit home. 
 Jordan's stream shall not o'erflow me, 
 
 While my Savior's by my side ; 
 Canaan, Canaan lies before me, 
 
 Soon I'll cross the swelling tide. 
 2 See the happy spirits waiting 
 
 On the bank beyond the stream; 
 Sweet responses still repeating, 
 
 Jesus, Jesus is their theme; 
 See ! they whisper ; hark ! they call me, 
 
 Sister spirit, come away ! 
 Lo ! I come ; earth can't detain me ! 
 
 Hail ! ye realms of endless day ! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 651 
 
 Worlds of light and crowns of glory, 
 
 Far above yon azure sky, 
 Though by faith I now explore ye, 
 
 I'll enjoy you soon on high ; 
 Soon I'll gain a full possession, 
 
 Faith and hope shall henceforth cease, 
 Lost in love's exhaustless ocean, 
 
 Love, that sweetest, brightest grace. 
 
 Swiftly roll, ye lingering hours, 
 
 Seraphs, lend your glittering wings ; 
 
 Love absorbs my ransomed powers, 
 Heavenly sound around me rings ; 
 
 Jesus, clad in dazzling splendor, 
 Now methinks appears in view ; 
 
 Sinners, could you see my Jesus, 
 
 You would love and serve him too. 
 
 43 Consider the Apostle and High Priest, etc. 6 8s. 
 
 When gathering clouds around I view, 
 And days are dark, and friends are few, 
 On Him I lean, who, not in vain, 
 Experienced every human pain ; 
 He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
 And counts and treasures up my tears. 
 
 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 From heavenly virtue's narrow way, 
 To fly the good I should pursue, 
 Or do the sin I should not do ; 
 Still He, who felt temptation's power, 
 Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 
 
652 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 And oh ! when I have safely passed, 
 Through every conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 My bed of death, for thou hast died ; 
 Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
 And wipe the latest tear away. 
 
 44 Boundless love. P. S. M. 
 
 What boundless love is shown 
 
 In God's redeeming grace ! 
 'Twas love that led to leave his crown, 
 And brought the Prince of glory down, 
 
 To save our fallen race ! 
 
 2 'Tis love that long delays 
 
 The rebel sinner's doom ; 
 'Tis love the hand of justice stays, 
 And when returning from his ways, 
 
 Welcomes the wanderer home. 
 
 3 In love the Savior bends 
 
 To hear the soul's complaint ; 
 Compassionate, his aid he lends 
 To all — the humble poor befriends — 
 
 Sustains the soul that's faint. 
 
 4 And when the fallen seek 
 
 In him a saving hope, 
 The drooping head — the spirit meek, 
 Beneath its burden growing weak, 
 
 He hastens to lift up. 
 
 5 Descending like a dove. 
 
 Upon the broken heart, 
 In whispers low he breathes his love, 
 And lifts the soul its griefs above, 
 
 And bids its woes depart. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 653 
 
 Where flows the silent tear, 
 
 And heaves the throbbing breast, 
 
 He kindly then will hover near, 
 
 And dissipate each rising fear, 
 And give the mourner rest. 
 
 At his transporting smile, 
 
 Are loosed the chains that bind, 
 
 And raptures thrill the soul the while — 
 
 The world forgotten lies as vile, 
 Beneath the soaring mind. 
 
 Great Redeemer. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners, 
 Thou hast wond'rous power to save ; 
 
 Grant me grace, and still protect me, 
 Over life's tempestuous wave. 
 
 May my soul, with sacred transport, 
 View the dawn while yet afar ; 
 
 And until the sun arises, 
 
 Lead me by the morning star. 
 
 O, what madness ! O, what folly ! 
 
 That my heart should go astray 
 After vain and foolish trifles — 
 
 Trifles only of a day. 
 
 This vain world, with all its pleasures, 
 
 Very soon will be no more ; 
 There's no object worth admiring 
 
 But the God whom we adore. 
 
 See the happy spirits waiting 
 
 On the bank beyond the stream ; 
 
 Sweet responses still repeating, 
 Jesus, Jesus is their theme. 
 
654 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 46 The Eden of Love. P. M- 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me, 
 
 In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, 
 Where glorified spirits with welcome shall 
 greet me, 
 And lead me to mansions prepared for the 
 blest : 
 Encircled in light and with glory enshrouded, 
 My happiness perfect, my mind's sky un- 
 clouded, 
 I'll bath in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, 
 And range with delight through the Eden 
 of Love. 
 
 2 While angelic legions, with accents celestial, 
 
 Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
 
 The saints, as they flock from the regions 
 
 terrestrial, 
 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise; 
 
 Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through 
 
 heaven, 
 My soul will respond: To Immanuel be given 
 All glory, all honor, all might and dominion, 
 Who brought us through grace to the Eden 
 of Love. 
 
 3 Then hail, blessed state! hail, ye songsters of 
 
 glory; 
 Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above' 
 And join your full choir in reheasing the 
 story, 
 "Salvation from sorrow, thro' Jesus' love;" 
 Tho' prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation 
 Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
 Of joys that await me when freed from pro- 
 bation : 
 My heart's now in heav'n, the Eden of Love. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 655 
 
 47 Vain world, adieu. P. M. 
 
 When for eternal worlds we steer, 
 And seas are calm and skies are clear, 
 And faith in lively exercise, 
 And distant hills of Canaan rise, 
 The soul for joy then claps her wins, 
 And loud her lovely sonnet sings, 
 Vain world, adieu. 
 
 2 With cheerful hopes her eyes explore 
 Each landmark on the distant shore, 
 The trees of life, the pastures green, 
 The golden streets, the crystal stream; 
 Again for joy she claps her wings, 
 And loud her lovely sonnet sings, 
 
 Vain world, adieu. 
 
 3 The nearer still she draws to land, 
 More eager all her powers expand, 
 With steady helm and free bent sail, 
 Her anchor drops within the vail : 
 Again for joy she claps her wings, 
 And her celestial sonnet sings, 
 
 Glory to God! 
 
 48 P. M. 
 
 " I have been a stranger in a strange land." 
 
 I am a pilgrim, I am a stranger, 
 
 I can tarry, I can tarry but a night ; 
 
 Do not detain me, for I am going 
 
 To where the streamlets are ever flowing. 
 
 I am a pilgrim, I am a stranger; 
 
 I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 
 
656 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 Of that temple to which I am going, 
 
 My Redeemer, my Redeemer is the light ; 
 Within a country unknown and dreary, 
 I've been wandering forlorn and weary. 
 I am a pilgrim, &c. 
 
 3 There the sunbeams are ever shining — 
 
 I am longing, I am longing for the sight; 
 There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
 Nor any sin there, nor any dying. 
 I am a pilgrim, &c. 
 
 4 There the wicked cease from troubling, 
 And the weary, and the weary are at rest; 
 There is no mourning, nor any grief there, 
 Nor any weeping as when we part here. 
 
 I am a pilgrim, &c. 
 
 5 If we are holy, we shall meet there, 
 And we never, and we never more shall 
 
 part ; 
 But with angels and spirits holy, 
 We will join with the meek and lowly. 
 
 Once a pilgrim, once a stranger, 
 Now an angel and a blessed child of light. 
 
 49 Babylon is fallen, 
 
 Hatl the day so long expected, 
 Hail the year of full release ; 
 
 Zion's walls are now erected, 
 
 And the watchmen publish peace. 
 
 From the distant courts of Zion. 
 
 Hear the trumpet loudly roar. 
 
 Chorus — Babylon is fallen, is fallen, 
 
 Bab v Ion is fallen to rise no more 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 657 
 
 Hear the people sadly crying, 
 
 While their ci!y disappears ; 
 Trade and traffic all are dying, 
 
 Every eye is hathed in tears ; 
 Merchants raise their lamentation, 
 Crying from a distant shore. 
 Babylon is fallen, &c. 
 
 Where is now her former glory? 
 
 Where is now her pride and show? 
 One brief day relates the story 
 
 Of her final overthrow, 
 Raise your waitings, kings and nobles. 
 Priests and people, rich and poor. 
 Babylon is fallen, &c. 
 
 Shout, ye saints, in exultation, 
 
 Now your enemies are slain ; 
 Raise the anthem of salvation ; 
 
 Sing the grand millenial reign ; 
 Let the universal chorus 
 Be repeated o'er and o'er. 
 
 Babylon is fallen, &c. 
 
 Glory, honor, and salvation, 
 
 Cry the enraptured throngs again, 
 
 While each elder from his station, 
 Shouts the long and loud amen. 
 
 Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
 
 Sound still like thunder's roar. 
 Babylon is fallen, &c. 
 
 41 
 
658 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 50 A poor wayfaring Man of Grief • L. M. 
 
 A poor wayfaring man of grief 
 
 Hath often crossed me on my way, 
 Who sued so humbly for relief, 
 
 That I could never answer nay. 
 I had not power to ask his name, 
 Whither he went, or whence he came ; 
 Yet there was something in his eye 
 That won my love, I know not why. 
 
 2 Once, when my scanty meal was spread, 
 
 He entered ; not a word he spake; 
 Just perishing for want of bread, 
 
 I gave him all ; he blessed it, brake, 
 And ate, but gave me part again. 
 Mine was an angel's portion then ; 
 And while I fed, with eager haste, 
 The crust was manna to my taste. 
 
 3 I spied him where a fountain burst 
 
 Clear from the rock; his strength was gone ; 
 The heedless water mocked his thirst; 
 
 He heard it, saw it hurrying on. 
 I ran and raised the sufferer up ; 
 Thrice from the stream he drained my cup; 
 Dipped, and returned it running o'er ; 
 I drank and never thirsted more. 
 
 3 'Twas night ; the floods w T ere out; it blew 
 
 A winter hurricane aloof; 
 I heard his voice abroad and flew 
 
 To bid him welcome to my roof; 
 I warm'd, I cloth'd, and cheer'd my guest, 
 Laid him on my own couch to rest, 
 Then made the earth my bed, and seemed 
 In Eden's garden while I dreamed. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 659 
 
 5 Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death 
 
 I found him by the highway side ; 
 I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, 
 
 Kevived his spirit, and supplied 
 Wine, oil, refreshment; — he was healed: 
 I had myself a wound, concealed, 
 But from that hour forgot the smart, 
 And peace bound up my broken heart. 
 
 6 In prison I saw him next, condemned 
 
 To meet a traitor's doom at morn ; 
 The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, 
 
 And honored him 'mid shame and scorn : 
 My friendship's utmost zeal to try, 
 He asked if I for him would die ; 
 The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, 
 But the free spirit cried, "I will !" 
 
 7 Then in a moment, to my view, 
 
 The stranger darted from disguise ; 
 The tokens in his hands I knew ; 
 
 My Savior stood before my eyes ! 
 He spake, and my poor name he named — 
 "Of me thou hast not been ashamed ; 
 These deeds shall thy memorial be, 
 Fear not, thou didst them unto me." 
 
 5 1 Sweet Home. P. M. 
 
 An alien from God and a stranger to grace, 
 I wandered through earth, its gay pleasures 
 
 to trace, 
 In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
 Unmindful, alas, that it led me from home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O Savior, direct me to heaven, my home. 
 
660 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away ; 
 They bloom for a season but soon they decay ; 
 But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given, 
 Salvation on earth and a mansion in heaven. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home. 
 The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 
 
 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms ! 
 The Savior invites me, I'll go to his arms; 
 At the banquet of mercy I hear there is room, 
 O there may I feast with his children at home ! 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home. 
 
 4 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies, adieu, 
 While Jesus, and heaven, and glory i view; 
 
 1 feast on the pleasures that flow from his 
 
 throne, — 
 The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my 
 
 home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O when shall I share the fruition of home. 
 
 5 The days of my exile are passing away, 
 The time is approaching when Jesus will say, 
 " Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my 
 
 throne, 
 And dwell in my presence for ever at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 O there I shall rest, with my Savior at home. 
 
 6 Affliction and sorrow and death shall be o'er; 
 The saints shall unite to be parted no more ; 
 There loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high doom, 
 They dwell with the Savior for ever at home. 
 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet, home. 
 They dwell with the Savior for ever at home. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 661 
 
 52 Desiring to depart and be ivith Christ. 8s. 
 
 Ye angels who stand round the throne, 
 
 And view my Immanuel's face, 
 In rapturous songs make him known, 
 
 Tune, tune your soft harps to his praise; 
 He form'd you the spirits you are, 
 
 So happy, so noble, so good ; 
 When others sunk down in despair, 
 
 Confirm'd by his power, ye stood. 
 
 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
 
 And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
 His grace and his glory display, 
 
 And all his rich mercy repeat ; 
 He snatch'd you from hell and the grave, 
 
 He ransom'd from death and despair, 
 For you he was mighty to save, 
 
 Almighty to bring you safe there. 
 
 3 Oh, when will the period appear, 
 
 When I shall unite in your song ? 
 I'm weary of lingering here, 
 
 And I to your Savior belong ; 
 I'm fetter' d and chain'd up in clay, 
 
 I struggle and pant to be free ; 
 I long to be soaring away, 
 
 My God and my Savior to see ! 
 
 4 I want to put on my attire, 
 
 Washed white in the blood of the Lamb ; 
 I want to be one of your choir, 
 
 And tune my sweet harp to his name ; 
 I want — oh, I want to be there, 
 
 Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
 Your joy and your friendship to share — 
 
 To wonder and worship with you ! 
 
662 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 53 Happy in Eternity. 6 7s. 
 HaiLj my partners in distress, 
 Pilgrims through this wilderness ; 
 Though in sorrow here you roam, 
 Destitute and far from home, 
 
 Yet, poor pilgrims, you shall be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 2 Do not then your fate deplore, 
 Though despised, cast out, and poor ; 
 Soon the joyful news will come, — 
 "Child, your Father calls — come home" ; 
 
 Then, in glory, you shall be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 3 Cruel death, with rudest hands, 
 May divide the Christian bands ; 
 But, in brighter worlds above, 
 Friends shall meet the friends they love, 
 
 Where, united, you shall be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 4 Just beyond this vale of tears, 
 Lo, a fruitful land appears ; 
 Pilgrim, lift your eyes and see — 
 There's the home prepared for thee, 
 
 Where, with Jesus, you shall be 
 Happy in eternity. 
 
 54 Nearer to Thee. 6s & 4s. 
 I'm but a stranger here — 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Earth is a desert drear — 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Danger and sorrow stand 
 Pound me on every hand — 
 Heaven is my fatherland, 
 
 Heaven is my home. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 663 
 
 2 What, though the tempests rage ? 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Short is my pilgrimage — 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 And time's wild, wintry blast 
 Soon will be overpast; 
 I shall reach home at last — 
 
 Heaven is my home. 
 8 Therefore, I murmur not — 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Whatever my earthly lot, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 And I shall surely stand 
 There at my Lord's right hand — 
 Heaven is my fatherland, 
 
 Heaven is my home. 
 
 55 The Bock that is higher than I. 1 Is & 1 2s. 
 In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair, 
 When my heart is o'erwhelmed with sorrow 
 
 and care ; 
 From the ends of the earth unto thee will I 
 
 cry — 
 Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I ! 
 
 Higher than I, higher than I, 
 Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 
 
 2 When Satan, the tempter, comes in like a 
 flood, 
 To drive my poor soul from the fountain of 
 
 good, 
 I'll pray to the Lord who for sinners did die, 
 Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I, 
 
 Higher than I, higher than I, 
 Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. 
 
664 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 And when I have finished my pilgrimage 
 
 here, 
 
 Complete in Christ's righteousness I shall ap- 
 pear, 
 
 In the swellings of Jordan all dangers defy, 
 
 And look to the Rock that is higher than I ! 
 Higher than I, h ; gher than I, 
 
 And look to the Rock that is higher than I ! 
 
 4 And when the last trumpet shall sound thro' 
 
 the skies, 
 And the dead from the dust of the earth shall 
 
 arise, 
 Transported I'll join with the ransomed on 
 
 high, 
 To praise the dear Rock that is higher than I ! 
 
 Higher than I, higher than I, 
 To praise the dear Rock that is higher than I. 
 
 56 c. P. M. 
 
 The days of thy mourning shall he ended. 
 
 Oh! weep not for the joys that fade 
 
 Like evening lights away — 
 For hopes that, like the stars decay'd, 
 
 Have left thy mortal day; 
 For clouds of sorrow will depart, 
 
 And brilliant skies be given ; 
 And though on earth the tear may start, 
 Yet bliss awaits the holy heart 
 
 Amid the bowers of heaven. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 665 
 
 2 Oh ! weep not for the friends that pass 
 
 Into the lonesome grave, 
 As breezes sweep the withered grass 
 
 Along the restless wave ; 
 For though thy pleasures may depart, 
 
 And darksome days be given — 
 And lonely though on earth thou art, 
 Yet bliss awaits the holy heart 
 
 When friends rejoin in heaven. 
 
 57 The Realms of the Blest. 8s. 
 
 We speak of the realms of the blest, 
 Of that country so bright and so fair, 
 
 And oft are its glories confessed : 
 But what must it be to be there? 
 
 2 We speak of its pathways of gold, 
 
 Of its walls decked with jewels so rare, 
 Of its wonders and pleasures untold : 
 But what must it be to be there ? 
 
 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, 
 
 From sorrow, temptation, and care, 
 From trials without and within : 
 But what must it be to be there? 
 
 4 We speak of its service of love, 
 
 Of the robes which the glorified wear, 
 Of the church of the first-born above : 
 But what must it be to be there? 
 
 5 Do thou, Lord, 'midst gladness or woe, 
 
 For heaven our spirits prepare ; 
 And shortly we also shall know 
 And feel what it is to be there ! 
 
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 6 Then anthems of praise we will sing, 
 When safe in that heavenly rest, 
 To Jesus, our Savior and King, 
 
 Who reigns in those realms of the blest. 
 
 58 The Gospel Trumpet 7s & 9s. 
 
 Brethren, hear the martial sound, 
 
 The gospel trumpet now is blowing : 
 Men in order 'listing round, 
 
 And soldiers to the standard flowing ! 
 Bounty's offered — joy and peace — 
 
 To every soldier this is given : 
 When from toil and war they cease, 
 
 A mansion bright prepared in heaven. 
 
 2 Those who long in debt have laid, 
 
 And feel the hand of sore oppression, 
 Have their debts all freely paid, 
 
 And share at once a rich possession ; 
 Lo ! the sick, the blind, the dumb, 
 
 Leave all their maladies behind them ! 
 Rebel outlaws, when they come, 
 
 Feel love's sweet bonds completely bind 
 them. 
 
 3 Victory is not to the strong ; 
 
 The burden's on our Captain's shoulder; 
 None so aged, none so young, 
 
 But he may 'list and be a soldier : 
 Those who cannot fight or fly, 
 
 Beneath this banner find protection ; 
 None who on his name rely 
 
 Shall be reduced to base subjection. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 667 
 
 4 Fear ye not, the cause is good : 
 
 Come, who will to the crown aspire ! 
 In this cause the martyrs stood, 
 
 And shouted victory in the fire ; 
 In this cause w 7 e'll follow on, 
 
 And soon we'll tell the wond'rous story, 
 How, by faith, we won the crown, 
 
 And fought our way to life and glory. 
 
 59 Faith 6, 6, 4. 
 
 My faith looks up to thee, 
 Thou Lamb of Calvary, 
 
 Saviour divine ! 
 Now hear me while I pray ; 
 Take all my guilt away; 
 Oh let me from this day 
 
 Be wholly thine! 
 
 2 When ends life's transient dream, 
 When death's cold sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll, 
 Blest Saviour, then in love 
 Fear and distrust remove ; 
 Oh, bear me safe above, 
 
 A ransomed soul. 
 
 60 8s & 7s. 
 " Unto you which believe he is precious" 
 
 Precious Savior, draw me nearer, 
 Press me closer to thy breast : 
 
 Every day and hour thou 'rt dearer ; 
 In thy love alone I rest. 
 
668 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 While I linger in the desert, 
 
 Keep, oh, keep me by thy side; 
 Let me find in thee a covert 
 And defence when ills betide. 
 
 3 When with sorrows I am stricken, 
 
 To thy guardian arm I'll flee; 
 When affliction's cloud shall thicken, 
 Sunbeams will be shed by thee. 
 
 4 If my dearest friends are taken, 
 
 And disease my frame invade ; 
 If by fortune I 'm forsaken, 
 
 And the hopes of earth all fade ; 
 
 5 Still, my courage shall not falter, 
 
 On thy arm I'll fondly lean; 
 Confident thou canst not alter, 
 Thou wilt cheer the darkest scene. 
 
 6 When the shades of death shall lower, 
 
 And the waves of Jordan roll, 
 Savior, w T hisper in that hour, 
 
 "I have saved thy precious soul." 
 
 7 In thine arms thou'lt bear me over 
 
 That deep, dark and swelling flood, 
 Washed and justified for ever, 
 Evermore to dwell with God. 
 
 61 "Joyfully, joyfully." 10s. 
 
 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, 
 Bound for the land of bright spirits above ; 
 Angelic choristers sing as I come, 
 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 669 
 
 2 Soon, with my pilgrimage ended below, 
 Home to that land of delight will I go; 
 Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam ; 
 Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 
 
 3 Friends fondly cherish'd have pass'd on before, 
 Waiting, they watch me approaching that 
 
 shore; [gloom, 
 
 Singing, to cheer me through death's chilling 
 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 
 
 4 Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear; 
 Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear! 
 Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome, 
 Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 
 
 5 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low, 
 Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow; 
 Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb; 
 Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. 
 
 6 Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, 
 Death shall be banished, his sceptre be gone; 
 Joyfully then shall I witness his doom ; 
 Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home ! 
 
 62 "All things possible to him that believeth." 7s. 
 
 Gracious Savior, can it be 
 There awaits a crown for me? 
 Set with gems divinely bright, 
 Sparkling each with heavenly light? 
 
670 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 Can it be, a harp of gold, 
 Glittering bright, my hands shall hold? 
 That my voice shall join the song 
 Chanted by the blood-washed throng ? 
 
 3 Can it be, in glorious dress, 
 Purchased by thy righteousness, 
 I shall dwell with thee on high, 
 Never more to sin, nor die? 
 
 4 Though the "chief of sinners," Lord, 
 Since wdthin thy holy word 
 
 Thou hast promised thus to bless, 
 Faith must sweetly whisper, Yes. 
 
 63 The dying child. lis & 12s. 
 
 What seraph-like music steals over the sea, 
 Entrancing the senses with charmed melody! 
 'Tis the song of the angels borne soft on the air; 
 'Tis for me they are singing ; my welcome I 
 hear. 
 
 2 At Jordon's lone river I eagerly stand, 
 And stretch forth my hands to yon beautiful 
 
 land; 
 Send a convoy of angels, dear Savior, I pray! 
 Let me join their sweet music; away, O away! 
 
 3 Tho' cold are the billows and dark is the w 7 ave, 
 With Jesus beside me, the surges I'll brave; 
 For the heavenly music has ravished me so, 
 I must join the loud chorus; I'll go, yes, I'll go! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 671 
 
 64 Termination of the Christian warfare. P.M. 
 
 When we pass through yonder river, 
 When we reach the farther shore, 
 
 There's an end of war for ever ; 
 We shall see our foes no more: 
 
 All our conflicts then shall cease, 
 
 Followed by eternal peace. 
 
 2 After warfare, rest is pleasant; 
 
 Oh, how sweet the prospect is, 
 Though we toil and strive at present, 
 
 Let us not repine at this : 
 Toil, and pain, conflict past, 
 All endear repose at last. 
 
 3 When we gain the heavenly regions, 
 
 When we touch the heavenly shore, — 
 Blessed thought ! — no hostile legions 
 
 Can alarm or trouble more; 
 Far beyond the reach of foes, 
 We shall dwell in sweet repose. 
 
 4 Oh, that hope ! how bright ! how glorious 
 
 ? Tis his people's blest reward ; 
 In the Savior's strength victorious, 
 
 They at length behold their Lord; 
 In his kingdom they shall rest, 
 In his love be fully blest. 
 
 65 Bequest of the beatified Christian. S. M. 
 
 Oh sing to me of heaven, 
 
 When I am called to die! 
 Sing songs of holy ecstacy 
 
 To waft my soul on high. 
 
672 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 When cold and sluggish drops 
 
 Eoll off my marble brow, 
 Burst forth in strains of joyfulness ! 
 Let heaven begin below. 
 
 3 When the last moment comes, 
 
 O w T atch my dying face, 
 And catch the bright seraphic gleam 
 Which o'er each feature plays. 
 
 4 Then to my ravished ears 
 
 Let one sweet song be given : 
 
 Let music charm me last on earth, 
 
 And greet me first in heaven. 
 
 5 Then close my sightless eyes, 
 
 And lay me down to rest; 
 And clasp my pale and icy hands 
 Upon my lifeless breast. 
 
 6 Then round my senseless clay 
 
 Aessmble those I love, 
 And sing of heaven, delightful heaven, 
 My glorious home above. 
 
 66 All is well P. M. 
 
 What's this that steals, that steals upon my 
 frame ? 
 
 Is it death? 
 That soon will quench, will quench this vital 
 flame? 
 
 Is it death ? 
 If this be death I soon shall be 
 From every pain and sorrow free; 
 I shall the Kiug of glory see. 
 All is well. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 673 
 
 Weep not my friends, weep not for me ; 
 
 All is well. 
 My sins are pardoned, I am free. 
 All is well. 
 There's not a cloud that doth arise, 
 To hide my Savior from my eyes ; 
 I soon shall mount the upper skies. 
 All is well. 
 
 Tune, tune your harps, ye saints in glory; 
 
 All is well. 
 I will rehearse the pleasing story, 
 All is well. 
 Bright angels have from glory come, 
 They're round my bed, they're in my room, 
 They wait to waft my spirit home. 
 All is well. 
 
 Hark, hark ! my Lord and Master calls me; 
 
 All is well. 
 I soon shall see his face in glory. 
 All is well. 
 Farewell, dear friends, adieu, adieu ! 
 I can no longer stay with you ; 
 My glittering crown appears in view. 
 All is well. 
 
 Hail, hail, all hail ! ye blood-washed throng, 
 
 Saved by grace. 
 I've come to join your rapturous song, 
 Saved by grace. 
 All, all is peace and joy divine, 
 All heaven and glory now are mine ; 
 Oh, hallelujah to the Lamb! 
 All is well. 
 42 
 
674 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 67 -4 home in heaven. 9s & 10s. 
 
 A home in heaven ! what a joyful thought ! 
 As the poor man toils in his weary lot, 
 His heart oppressed and with anguish riven, 
 Oh, how sweet to think of his home in heaven. 
 
 2 A home in heaven ! as the sufferer lies 
 On his bed of padn and uplifts his eyes 
 To that bright home, what a joy is given 
 With the blessed tho y t of his home in heaven. 
 
 3 A home in heaven! when our pleasures fade, 
 And our wealth and fame in the dust are laid, 
 And strength decays, and our health is riven, 
 We are happy still with our home in heaven. 
 
 4 A home in heaven ! when the faint heart bleeds 
 By the Spirit's stroke, for its evil deeds : 
 Oh, then what bliss in that heart forgiven, 
 Does the hope inspire of a home in heaven ! 
 
 5 A home in heaven ! when our friends are fled, 
 To the cheerless gloom of the mould'ring dead, 
 We wait in hope on the promise given ; 
 
 We will meet up there in our home in heaven. 
 
 6 A home in heaven ! when the wheel is broke, 
 And the golden bowl, by the terror-stroke ; 
 When life's bright sun sinks in death's dark 
 
 even, 
 We will then fly up to our home in heaven. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 675 
 
 7 Our home in heaven ! 0, the glorious home, 
 Lo ! the Spirit, joined with the bride, says, 
 
 "Come;" 
 Come, seek his face, and your sins forgiven, 
 And rejoice in hope of your home in heaven. 
 
 68 The Happy Land. P. M. 
 
 There is a happy land, 
 
 Far, far away, 
 Where saints in glory stand, 
 
 Bright, bright as day. 
 Oh, how they sweetly sing, 
 Worthy is our Savior King ; 
 Loud let his praises ring, 
 
 Praise, praise for aye. 
 
 2 Come to that happy land, 
 
 Come, come away : 
 Why wiil ye doubting stand, 
 
 Why still delay? 
 Oh, we shall happy be, 
 When from sin and sorrow free ! 
 Lord, we shall live with thee, 
 
 Blest, blest for aye. 
 
 3 Bright in that happy land 
 
 Beams every eye ; 
 Kept by a Father's hand, 
 
 Love cannot die. 
 Oh, then, to glory run ; 
 Be a crown and kingdom won ; 
 And, bright above the sun, 
 
 We'll reign for aye ! 
 
676 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 69 Land of beauty — land of light 7s. 
 
 There's a glorious land on high, 
 Far beyond the starlight sky; 
 All things there are fair and bright — 
 Land of beauty — land of light! 
 
 2 Living splendor beameth there ; 
 Holy fragrance fills the air; 
 All is rich with spotless white — 
 Land of beauty — land of light ! 
 
 3 There no angry tempest blows; 
 No red bolt the thunder throws; 
 
 No dread gloom is spread by night — 
 Land of beauty — land of light ! 
 
 4 There the holy mountains are, 
 And sweet valleys stretched afar ; 
 There are rivers pure and bright — 
 Land of beauty — land of light! 
 
 5 Radiant verdure decks the ground ; 
 Lovely flowers rejoice around ; 
 All is glorious to the sight — 
 Land of beauty — land of light! 
 
 70 The Heavenly Mansion. L.M. 
 
 The heavenly home is bright and fair, 
 Nor death nor sighing enter there; 
 Its glitttring towers the sun outshine — 
 That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 
 
 2 My Father's house is built on high, 
 Above the arched and starry sky ; 
 When from this earthly prison free, 
 That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 677 
 
 3 While here, a stranger, far from home, 
 Affliction's waves may round me foam, 
 Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor, 
 My heavenly mansion is secure. 
 
 4 I envy not the rich and great, 
 
 Their pomp of wealth and pride of state ; 
 My Father is a richer King — 
 That heavenly mansion still I sing. 
 
 5 Let others seek a home below, 
 Which flames devour or waves o'erflow ; 
 Be mine the happier lot to own 
 
 A heavenly mansion near the throne. 
 
 6 Then, fail this earth, let stars decline, 
 And sun and moon refuse to shine, 
 Ail nature sink and cease to be, 
 That heavenly mansion stands for me. 
 
 | Where I found Christ. 8s & 7s. 
 
 There is a spot to me more dear 
 
 Than native vale or mountain ; 
 A spot for which affection's tear 
 
 Springs grateful from its fountain ; 
 'Tis not where kindred souls abound, 
 
 Though that is almost heaven ; 
 But where I first my Savior found, 
 And felt my sins forgiven. 
 
 2 Hard was my toil to reach the shore, 
 
 Long tossed upon the ocean ; 
 Above me was the thunder's roar, 
 
 Beneath, the wave's commotion ; 
 Darkly the pall of night was thrown 
 
 Around me, faint with terror ; 
 In that dark hour how did my groan 
 
 Ascend for years of error ! 
 
678 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 Sinking and panting as for breath, 
 
 I knew not help was near me ; 
 And cried, "0,save me, Lord, from death, 
 
 Immortal Jesus, hear me !" 
 Then, quick as thought, I felt him mine, 
 
 My Savior stood before me ; 
 I saw his brfghtness round me shine, 
 
 And shouted " Glory ! glory !" 
 
 4 O, sacred hour ! O, hallowed spot ! 
 
 Where love divine first found me, 
 Wherever falls my distant lot, 
 
 My heart shall linger round thee ; 
 And when from earth I rise to soar 
 
 Up to my home in heaven, 
 Down will I cast my eyes once more 
 
 Where I was first forgiven. 
 
 72 A Pilgrim. P. M. 
 
 Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 
 Passing through this darksome vale ? 
 Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger, 
 And will not thy courage fail? 
 
 No ! I'm bound for the kingdom ; 
 Will you go to glory with me ? 
 Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 
 
 2 Pilgrim thou dost justly call me, 
 
 Traveling through this lonely void ; 
 But no ill shall e'er befall me, 
 
 While I'm blest with such a Guide. 
 Oh ! I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. » 679 
 
 3 Such a Guide ! no guide attends thee, 
 
 Hence for thee my fears arise ; 
 If some guardian power defends thee, 
 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
 
 Oh ! I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 
 
 4 Yes, unseen ; but still, believe me, 
 
 Such a guide my steps attend ; 
 He'll in every strait relieve me, 
 He will guide me to the eod. 
 
 For I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 
 
 5 Pilgrim, see that stream before thee, 
 
 Darkly rolling through the vale ; 
 Should its boisterous waves roll o'er thee, 
 Would not then thy courage fail ? 
 No! I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 
 
 6 No : that stream has nothing frightful, 
 
 To its brink my steps I'll bend ; 
 
 Thence to plunge will be delightful, 
 
 There my pilgrimage will end. 
 
 For I'm bound for the kingdom, &c. 
 
 7 While I gazed, with speed surprising 
 
 Down the vale she plunged from sight ; 
 Gazing still, I saw her rising 
 Like an angel clothed in light! 
 Oh ! she's gone to the kingdom ; 
 Will you follow her to glory ? 
 Hallelujah ! Praise ye the Lord ! 
 
 73 Worth of the Soul. C. M. 
 
 What is the tiling of greatest price, 
 
 The whole creation round : 
 That which was lost in Paradise, 
 
 That which in Christ is found. 
 
680 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — 
 
 That keeps two worlds at strife ; 
 Hell moves beneath to work its death, 
 Heaven stoops to give it life. 
 
 3 God, to reclaim it, did not spare 
 
 His well-beloved son ; 
 Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear 
 The sins of all in one. 
 
 4 The Holy Spirit sealed the plan, 
 
 And pledged the blood divine, 
 
 To ransom every soul of man — 
 
 That price was paid for mine. 
 
 5 And is this treasure borne below, 
 
 In earthen vessels frail ? 
 Can none its utmost value know 
 Till flesh and spirit fail ? 
 
 6 Then let us gather round the cross, 
 
 That knowledge to obtain, 
 Not by the soul's eternal loss, 
 But everlasting gain. 
 
 74 We're Homeward Bound. 
 
 Out on the ocean all boundless we ride, 
 
 We're homeward bound, 
 
 Homeward bound ; 
 Toss'd on the waves of a rough, restless tide, 
 
 We're homeward bound, 
 
 Homeward bound, 
 Promise of which on us each he bestowed, 
 Far from the safe, quiet harbor we've rode, 
 Seeking our Father's celestial abode, 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 681 
 
 2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars, 
 
 We're hmieward bound. 
 Look ! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores, 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 Steady, oh pilot, stand firm at the wheel ; 
 Steady, we soon shall outweather the gale, 
 Oh! how we fly 'neaththe loud-creaking sail, 
 
 We're homeward bound. 
 
 3 Into the harbor of heav'n now we glide, 
 
 We're home at last. 
 Softly we drift on its bright silver tide, 
 
 We're home at last. 
 Glory to God ! all our dangers are o'er, 
 We stand secure on the glorified shore, 
 Glory to God ! we will shout evermore, 
 
 We're home at last. 
 
 75 The Chariot 12s. 
 
 The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels roll in 
 fire, 
 
 As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his 
 ire ; 
 
 Lo ! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of 
 cloud, 
 
 And the heavens with the burthen of God- 
 head are bowed. 
 
 2 The glory ! the glory ! around him arrayed, 
 Mighty hosts of the angels now wait on the 
 
 Lord ; 
 And the glorified saints and the martyrs are 
 
 there, 
 And there all who the palm-wreaths of vic- 
 tory wear. 
 
682 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead all have 
 
 heard ; 
 Lo, the dephts of the stone-covered charnel 
 
 are stirred ! 
 From the sea, from the earth, from the south, 
 
 from the north, 
 All the vast generations of men are come 
 
 forth. 
 
 4 The Judgment! the Judgment ! the thrones 
 
 are all set ! 
 Where the Lamb and the white- vested elders 
 
 are met, 
 There all flesh is at once in the sight of the 
 
 Lord, 
 And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 
 
 5 O, mercy ! O, mercy ! look down from above, 
 Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with 
 
 love ! 
 When beneath to their darkness the wicked 
 
 are driven, 
 May our justified souls find a welcome in 
 
 heaven. 
 
 76 Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 When marshaled on the nightly plain, 
 
 The glittering host bestud the sky, 
 One star alone of all the train 
 
 Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 
 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 
 
 From every host, from every gem ; 
 But one alone the Savior speaks, 
 
 It is the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 683 
 
 2 Once on the raging seas 1 rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
 The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
 
 The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. 
 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
 
 Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ; 
 When suddenly a star arose, 
 
 It was the Star of Bethlehem, 
 
 3 It was my guide, my light, my all ; 
 
 It made my dark foreboding cease, 
 And through the storm and danger's thrall 
 
 It led me to the port of peace. 
 Now safely moored — my perils o'er, 
 
 I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
 For ever and for ever more, 
 
 The Star, the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
 77 Saint's Home. 10s & lis. 
 
 Mid scenes of confusion and creature com- 
 plaints, 
 How sweet to my soul is communion with 
 
 saints ; 
 To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, 
 And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 Prepare me, dear Savior, for glory, my 
 home. 
 
 2 An alien from God and a stranger to grace, 
 I wandered through earth its gay pleasures 
 
 to trace, 
 In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
 Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from home. 
 Home, &c. 
 
684 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 3 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, 
 They bloom for a season, but soon they de- 
 cay, 
 
 But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given, 
 Salvation on earth and a mansion in heaven. 
 Home, &c. 
 
 4 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms, 
 The Savior 'invites me, I'll go to his arms; 
 At the banquet of mercy I hear there is room, 
 O, there may I feast with his children at home. 
 
 Home, &c. 
 
 78 Star in the East 
 
 Hail, the blest morn! see the great Mediator, 
 Down from the regions of glory desend ! 
 
 Shepherds, go worship the Babe in the manger, 
 Lo! for his guard the blest angels attend. 
 
 2 Star in the east ! the horizon adorning, 
 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid, 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine 
 aid! 
 
 3 Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining, 
 
 Low lies his head with the beast of the stall ! 
 Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Savior of all. 
 
 4 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Eden, and offerings divine ? 
 Gems from the mountain and pearls from 
 
 the ocean, [mine. 
 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 685 
 
 5 Vainly we offer each costly oblation ; 
 
 Vainly with gold would his favor secure ; 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 79 The sun-bright clime. 
 
 Have you heard? have you heard of the 
 
 sun-bright clime, 
 Undimm'd by sorrow, unhurt by time ; 
 Where age has no power o'er the fadeless 
 
 frame ; 
 Where the eye is fire and the heart is flame, 
 Have you heard of that sun-bright clime. 
 
 2 A river of water gushes there, 
 'Mid flowers of beauty strangely fair, 
 And a thousand forms are hovering o'er 
 The golden waves and the dashing shore, 
 
 That are seen in that sun-bright clime. 
 
 3 A million forms all clothed in white, 
 
 In garments of beauty clear and bright ; 
 They dwell in their own immortal bowers, 
 'Mid fadeless hues of countless flowers, 
 That bloom in that sun-bright clime. 
 
 4 Ear hath not heard, and eye hath not seen 
 Their heavenly forms and changeless sheen, 
 Their ensigns are waving, their banners un- 
 furled, 
 
 O'er the jasper walls, and the gates of pearl 
 That are fixed in that sun-bright clime. 
 
686 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 5 But far, far away is that sinless clime, 
 Undimm'd by sorrow, unharm'd by crime ; 
 Where 'mid all things that are fair is given 
 The home of the just, and its name in is 
 heaven, 
 That's the name of that sun-bright clime. 
 
 80 Shed not a tear. 
 
 Shed not a tear o'er your friends early bier — 
 When I am gone — when I am gone — 
 
 Smile when the slow-tolling bell you shall 
 When I am gone — when I am gone, [hear: 
 
 Weep not for me when you stand round my 
 grave: 
 
 Think who has died his beloved to save : 
 
 Think of the crown all the ransomed shall 
 When I am gone — when I am gone, [have: 
 
 2 Plant ye a tree which may wave o'er me — 
 When I am gone — when I am gone — 
 Sing ye a song when my grave ye shall see : 
 
 When I am gone — when I am gone — 
 Come at the close of a bright summer's day : 
 Come when the sun sheds his last lingering ray: 
 Come and rejoice that I thus passed away — 
 When I am gone — I am gone. 
 
 81 There is a Land of Pleasure. P. M. 
 There is a land of pleasure, 
 
 Where streams of joy for ever roll; 
 'Tis there I have my treasure, 
 
 And there I hope to rest my soul. 
 Long, darkness dwelt around me, 
 
 With scarcely once a cheering ray; 
 But since my Savior found me, 
 
 A light has shone along my way, 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 687 
 
 2 My way is full of danger, 
 
 But it's the path that leads to God; 
 Then, like a valiant soldier, 
 
 I'll dauntless keep the happy road. 
 Now I must gird my sword on, 
 
 My helmit, breastplate, and my shield, 
 And fight the hosts of Satan, 
 
 Until I gain the heavenly field. 
 
 3 The vale of tears surround me, 
 
 And Jordan's current rolls before! 
 Oh, how I stand and tremble, 
 
 To hear the dismal waters roar! 
 Whose hand shall then support me, 
 
 And keep my soul from sinking there ; 
 From sinking down to darkness, 
 
 And to the regions of despair ? 
 
 4 The waves shall not affright me, 
 
 Although they are deeper than the grave; 
 If Jesus will stand by me, 
 
 I'll calmly ride on Jordan's wave: 
 His word has calmed the ocean, 
 
 His lamp has cheered the gloomy vale, 
 Oh, may this friend be with me, 
 
 When through the gates I sail ! 
 
 82 Warning. 
 
 Young people, all attention give, 
 
 While I address you in God's name; 
 You who in sin and folly live, 
 
 Come, hear the counsel of a friend; 
 I've sought for bliss in glittering toys, 
 
 I've ranged th' alluring scenes of life, 
 But never found substantial joys 
 
 Until I heard my Savior's voice. 
 
000 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 2 He spoke at once my sins forgiven, 
 
 And swept my load of guilt away; 
 He gave me glory, peace and heaven; 
 
 And led me in his own right way; 
 And now with trembling sense I view, 
 
 Huge billows roll beneath your path, 
 While death eternal waits for you 
 
 Who slight the force of gospel truth. 
 
 3 Think of the soul where vengeance reigns, 
 
 It sinks in groans and ceaseless cries, 
 It moves amidst the burning flames 
 
 In boundless woes and agonies. 
 There swallow'd up in blackest night, 
 
 Where devils dwell and thunders roar, 
 To sink in keen despair and guilt, 
 
 When thousand thousand years are o'er. 
 
 83 Sweet hour of prayer. D. L. M. 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! 
 That calls me from a world of care, 
 And bids me, at my Father's throne, 
 Make all my wants and wishes known. 
 In seasons of distress and grief, 
 My soul has often found relief, 
 And oft escaped the tempter's snare, 
 By thy return, sweet hour of prayer ! 
 2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer! 
 Thy wings shall my petition bear 
 To Him whose truth and faithfulness 
 Engage the waiting soul to bless. 
 And since he bids me seek his face, 
 Believe hi9 word and trust his grace, 
 I'll cast on him my every care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 689 
 
 3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! 
 May I thy consolations share, 
 Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height 
 I view my heaven, and at the sight 
 Put off this robe of flesh, and rise 
 To seize the everlasting prize; 
 Shouting as I pass through the air, 
 Farewell ! farewell ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
 
 g4 Invitation. 8s & 7s. 
 
 Thou God of my salvation, 
 My Redeemer from all sin ; 
 
 Moved by thy divine compassion, 
 Who hast died my heart to win, 
 
 1 will praise thee, I will praise thee, 
 When shall I thy praise begin ? 
 
 2 Though unseen, I love the Savior; 
 
 He hath brought salvation near; 
 Man'fests his pard'ning favor; 
 And when Je.sus doth appear, 
 
 Soul and body 
 Shall his glorious image bear. 
 
 3 While the angel choirs are crying, — 
 
 Glory to the great I AM, 
 I with them will still be vying — 
 Glory! glory to the Lamb ! 
 
 O how precious 
 Is the sound of Jesus name ! 
 
 4 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
 Unperceived amid the throng; 
 
 Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us, 
 Glad to join the holy song: 
 Hallelujah, 
 Love and praise to Christ belong ! 
 43 
 
690 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 85 Say, Brothers. 
 
 Say, brothers, will you meet us, 
 
 Say, brothers, will you meet us, 
 
 Say, brothers, will you meet us, 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore? 
 
 2 By the grace of God we'll meet you, 
 By the grace of God we'll meet you, 
 By the grace of God we'll meet you, 
 
 Where parting is no more. 
 
 3 Jesus lives and reigns forever, 
 Jesus lives and reigns forever, 
 Jesus lives and reigns forever, 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore. 
 
 4 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 
 Forever, evermore. 
 
 86 The Christian Begging. P. M. 
 When I set out for glory, 
 
 I left the world behind, 
 Determin'd for a city 
 
 That's out of sight to find. 
 And to glory I will go, 
 And to glory I will go, I'll go, I'll go! 
 And to glory I will go ! 
 
 2 I left my worldly honor, 
 I left my worldly fame : 
 I left my young companions, 
 And with them my good name. 
 And to glory I will go, &c. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 691 
 
 3 Some said I'd better tarry — 
 
 They thought I was too young 
 For to prepare for dying, 
 But that was all my song. 
 And to glory I will go, &c. 
 
 4 Come, all my loving brethren, 
 
 And listen to my cry : 
 All ye that are back-sliders 
 Must shortly beg or die. 
 And to glory I will go, &c. 
 
 87 R es t i n Heaven. 
 
 How often I am weary, 
 
 How often sad and dreary ! 
 
 What then but this could cheer me ? 
 
 I soon shall rest in heaven. 
 
 When this poor body lies slumb'ring in the tomb, 
 
 And soft winds gently sigh o'er its quiet home, 
 
 And strange, sweet flowers in beauty o'er it 
 
 I soon shall rest at home. [bloom, 
 
 2 What then of tribulation, 
 What then of sore temptation, 
 Be this my consolation, 
 
 I soon shall rest in heaven. 
 When this poor body, &c. 
 
 3 Then welcome death and mourning — 
 I see the night approaching; 
 
 Joy cometh in the morning — 
 The day of rest in heaven. 
 When this poor body, &c, 
 
692 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 4 Then shall my happy spirit 
 Sing of my Savior's merit, 
 Who brought me to inherit 
 The rest of saints in heaven. 
 
 When this poor body, &c. 
 
 5 O, brother, shall I meet you ? 
 O, sister, shall I greet you ? 
 O, sinner, shall I see you 
 Among the blest in heaven ? 
 
 When this poor body, &c. 
 
 88 The Ransomed Soul. P. M. 
 
 A few more days on earth to spend, 
 My toils and cares shall have an end : 
 Then I shall see my God and friend, 
 
 And praise his name on high. 
 There no more sighs and no more tears, 
 There no more pains and no more fears, 
 But God, and Christ, and heav'n appear, 
 
 Unto the ravished eye. 
 
 2 Then, O my soul, despond no more, 
 The storm of life will soon be o'er, 
 And I shall find the peaceful shore 
 
 Of everlasting rest. 
 O, happy day! O, joyful hour ! 
 When freed from earth my soul shall tow'r 
 Beyond the reach of Satan's power, 
 
 To be forever blest. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 693 
 
 3 My soul anticipates the day, 
 I'd joyfully the voice obey 
 Which calls my soul to soar away 
 
 To seats prepared above. 
 There I shall see my Savior's face, 
 And dwell in his beloved embrace, 
 And taste the fullness of his grace, 
 
 And siog redeeming love. 
 
 4 Though dire afflictions press me sore, 
 And death's dark billows roll before, 
 Yet still by faith I see the shore, 
 
 Beyond the rolling flood ! 
 The heav'nly Caanan, sweet and fair, 
 Before my ravished eyes appears, 
 Which makes me think I'm almost there, 
 
 In yonder bright abode. 
 
 5 To earthly cares I'd say farewell, 
 And triumph over death and hell, 
 And go where saints and angels dwell, 
 
 To praise th' Eternal Three. 
 I'll join with them who've gone before, 
 Who sing and shout, their suff'rings o'er, 
 Where pain and parting are no more, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
 6 Adieu, ye scenes of noise and show, 
 And all this region here below, 
 
 Where nought but disappointments grow, 
 A better world's in view. 
 
 My Savior calls, 1 haste away, 
 
 I would not here forever stay: 
 
 Hail, ye bright realms of endless day ! 
 Vain world, once more adieu ! 
 
694 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 89 The Land of Glory. P. M. 
 The land, the land of glory lies 
 
 Beyond old Jordan's stream — 
 A region in the skies, 
 
 Where fields are always green, 
 Oh, happy place of sweet repose, 
 Where pain and death no entrance knows, 
 And life's fair tree forever grows ! 
 
 2 There saints, there saints and angels drink, 
 And plunge in seas of love ; 
 
 No bliss of which they think 
 Shall be withheld above! 
 
 For all the blessings of the throne 
 
 Do freely flow to every one, 
 
 Secured to them through Christ alone ! 
 
 3 Soon shall, soon shall our toil be o'er, 
 
 Our sufferings and our pain ; 
 We'll meet upon that shore, 
 
 And never part again, 
 And sing the song, " Redeeming Love," 
 While we stand round the throne above, 
 And all the joys of heaven prove ! 
 
 90 Expiring on the Cross. L. M. 
 Extended on a cursed tree, 
 
 Cover'd with dust and sweat and blood, 
 See there! the King of Glory see ! 
 Sinks and expires the Son of God ! 
 
 2 Who, who, my Savior, this hath done ? 
 Who could thy sacred body wound ? 
 No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, — 
 No guile hath in thy lips been found. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 695 
 
 3 I, I alone, have done the deed ; 
 
 'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn ; 
 My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed — 
 Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn ! 
 
 4 My Savior how shall I proclaim ? 
 
 How pay the mighty debt I owe ? 
 Let all I have, and all I am, 
 Ceaseless, to all thy glory show. 
 
 5 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, 
 
 O'erflow my eyes and heave my breast, 
 Till, loosed from flesh and earth I rise, 
 And ever in thy bosom rest. 
 
 91 The Sinner's Resolve. C. M. 
 
 Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast 
 A thousand thoughts revolve; 
 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, 
 And make this last resolve : 
 
 - 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 
 Have like a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 
 Without his sov'reign grace. 
 
 4 "I'll to my gracious King approach, 
 
 Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
 Perhaps he may command a touch, 
 And then the suppliant lives. 
 
696 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 5 " Perhaps he may admit my plea, 
 
 Perhaps he'll hear my prayer ; 
 But if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there. 
 
 6 " I can but perish if I go, 
 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 I must forever die." 
 
 92 Hosanna. 
 
 Hosanna be the children's song 
 
 To Christ, the children's King ; 
 His praise to whom our souls belong, 
 Let all the children sing. 
 GFory ! glory ! let us sing, 
 While heaven and earth with " glory" ring; 
 H osanna, hosanna, hosanna to the La mb of God! 
 
 Glory ! glory ! let us sing, 
 While heaven and earth with " glory" ring. 
 
 2 Hosanna, sound from hill to hill, 
 
 And spread from plain to plain, 
 While louder, sweeter, clearer still, 
 Woods echo to the strain. 
 
 Glory ! glory ! let us sing, &c. 
 
 3 Hosanna, on the wings of light, 
 
 O'er earth and ocean fly, 
 Till morn to eve, and noon to night, 
 And heaven to earth, reply. 
 
 Glory ! glory ! let us sing, &c. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 697 
 
 4 Hosanna, then, our song shall be ; 
 Hosanna to our King ; 
 This is the children's jubilee — 
 Let all the children sing. 
 
 Glory ! glory ! let us sing, &c. 
 
 93 Over there. 
 
 O, think of a home over there, 
 
 By the side of the river of light, 
 Where the saints immortal and fair, 
 Are robed in their garments of white. 
 Over there, over there, 
 
 O, think of a home over there, 
 
 Over there, over there, over there, 
 
 O, think of a home over there. 
 
 2 O, think of the friends over there, 
 
 Who before us the journey have trod, 
 Of the songs that they breath on the air, 
 In their home in the palace of God. 
 Over there, over there, 
 
 O, think of the friends over there. 
 
 3 My Savior is now over there, 
 
 There my kindred and friends are at rest, 
 Then away from my sorrow and care, 
 Let me fly to the land of the blest. 
 Over there, over there, 
 
 My Savior is now over there. 
 
 4 I'll soon be at home over there, 
 
 For the end of my journey I see 
 Many dear to my heart, over there, 
 Are watching and waiting for me. 
 Over there, over there, 
 
 I'll soon be at home over there. 
 
698 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 94 The Water of Life. 
 
 Jesus, the water of life will give, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely; 
 Jesus, the water of life will give, 
 Freely to those who love him. 
 Come to that fountain, O drink and live, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 Come to that fountain, O drink and live, 
 Flowing for those that love him. 
 The Spirit and Bride say, come 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 And he that is thirsty, let him come, 
 
 And drink of the water of life. 
 The fountain of life is flowing, 
 
 Flowing, freely flowing, 
 The fountain of life is flowing, 
 Is flowing for you and for me. 
 
 2 Jesus has promised a home in heaven, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 Jesus has promised a home in heaven, 
 
 Freely to those that love him; 
 Treasures unfading will there be given, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 Treasures unfading will there be given, 
 
 Freely to those that love him. 
 
 The Spirit and Bride, &c. 
 
 3 Jesus has promised a robe of white, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 Jesus has promised a robe of white, 
 
 Freely to those that love him; 
 Kingdoms of glory and crowns of light, 
 
 Freely, freely, freely, 
 Kingdoms of glory and crowns of light, 
 
 Freely to those that love him. 
 
 The Spirit and Bride, &c. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 699 
 
 95 The Lord's Vineyard. 
 
 Go work to-day in the vineyard of the Lord, 
 
 Work, work to-day, work, work to-day ; 
 To those who toil he has promised a reward. 
 
 Work, work to-day, work to-day ; 
 For a crown of life you may win and wear, 
 In your Father's house there are mansions 
 fair. 
 
 Go work to-day, go work to-day, 
 Go work in the vineyard of the Lord ; 
 
 Go work to-day, go work to-day, 
 Go work in the vineyard of the Lord. 
 
 2 Go seek the lost who have wandered from the 
 
 fold, 
 Work, work to-day, work, work to-day ; 
 In guilt and sin they perhaps are growing 
 old, 
 Work, work to-day, work to-day ; 
 For a word may fall, or a tear may start, 
 That will find its way to some grateful heart. 
 Go work to-day, &c. 
 
 3 Glad news, glad news to the lowly one pro- 
 
 claim, 
 Work, work to-day, work, work to-day ; 
 Good will to man through a dying Savior's 
 name, 
 Work, work to-day, work to-day, 
 O, the time is short, it will soon be o'er, 
 And the night will come — we can work no 
 more. 
 
 Go work to-day, &c, 
 
700 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 96 Sing of a Savior's Love. 
 
 Oh, come, happy children, unite in our song, 
 
 Sing of a Savior's love ; 
 With hearts full of gladness his praise prolong; 
 
 He is the friend we love. 
 Then join in hosannas to Jesus our King, 
 Loud let the chorus exultingly ring, 
 Sing of his love, sing of his love, 
 Sing of a Savior's love. 
 
 2 We'll sing of his mercy who for us hath died, 
 
 Sing of a Savior's love ; 
 Rejoicingly sing of our Lord crucified — 
 He is the friend we love. 
 
 Then join in hosannas, &c. 
 
 3 We'll praise him for coming our souls to re- 
 
 Sing of his wond'rous love, [deem, 
 
 Till earth's happy millions shall join in our 
 Praising the friend w r e love. [theme, 
 
 Then join in hosannas, &c. 
 
 4 O, do you not hear him now bidding you 
 
 Come to his arms of love? [come, 
 
 Then why will ye tarry? for yet there is room, 
 Room in his arms of love. 
 
 Then join in hosannas, &c. 
 
 5 O, come, then, and join in the song that we 
 
 Singing of him we love ; [sing, 
 
 Join all your glad voices in praise to our 
 Praises to him we love. [King, 
 
 Then join in hosannas, &c. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 701 
 
 97 The Beautiful Land. 
 
 There's a blest spirit land, 
 Far away out of sight, 
 
 Where the sky is all cloudless and fair; 
 There the waters are sparkling, 
 In their fountains of light, 
 
 And calm is the soft summer's air. 
 
 2 In that bright land of rest, 
 'Mid its banners of love, 
 
 Stand the saints, dressed in garments of 
 white, 
 While their sweet golden harps 
 Swell the anthems above, 
 
 As they join in the song of delight. 
 
 3 There the Savior Divine 
 On his beautiful throne, 
 
 Sits clothed in his vesture of right, 
 While angels are flying 
 Through heaven's high dome, 
 
 And he smiles as they pass in their flight. 
 
 4 Oh, that beautiful land! 
 How I long to be there ! 
 
 And meet with the friends that I love, 
 To join in their song, 
 And their glory to share, 
 
 And worship the Savior above! 
 
INDEX 
 
 FIRST LINES OF THE HYMNS. 
 
 (The figures refer to the number of the Hymns,) 
 
 No. 
 
 Almighty Maker, God, . 3& 
 
 All-powerful, selt'-existent God, , 14 w 
 
 Almighty God ! thy piercing eye „ 18 
 
 And art thou with us gracious Lord,... 46 
 
 Angels, from the realms of glory,,.., r 61 
 
 All hail ! happy day, 67 
 
 And didst thou, Jesus, condescend 79 
 
 Abashed be all the boast of age, 81 
 
 And is ttie gospel peace aud love, 83 
 
 Alas, and did my Savior bleed, 89 
 
 Angels, roll the stone away, , , 112 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus name, „ 127 
 
 And will the Judge descend, 139 
 
 Another six day's work is done, 181 
 
 Awake, Jerusalem, awake, 205 
 
 According to thy gracious word, 225 
 
 Astonished and distressed, 237 
 
 And can I yet delay 293 
 
 Almighty Father I God of grace, w ...302 
 
 Ah, wither shall I go,, 303 
 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat, 310 
 
 Arise 7 my soul arise, „ 317 
 
 Author of faith, eternal Word, 324 
 
 All giory to the dying Lamb, 329 
 
 Awake my soul in joyful lays, 334 
 
 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound, 336 
 
 A charge to keep I have, 379 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross,... 393 
 
 Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near, 395 
 
 Awake our souls, away our fears, 400 
 
 Alas! what hourly dangers rise, 411 
 
 Away my unbelieving fears, 422 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 424 
 
 And wilt thou yet be found, 431 
 
 And can my heart aspire so high, 446 
 
 Away, my needless fears, 465 
 
 Away with our sorrow and fear, 482 
 
 Awake and sing the song, 514 
 
 All glorious God, what hymns of praise, 525 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, 540 
 
704 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Away from every mortal care, 542 
 
 Almigaty God, thy word is cast 576 
 
 All praise to oar ledeeming Lord, 591 
 
 Author of faith, we seek thy face, 592 
 
 Appointed by thee, we meet in thy name, 601 
 
 And are we yet alive, 603 
 
 Awake, my heart, awake, 626 
 
 All praise to Him who dwells in bliss, 630 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 641 
 
 Arise, my soul, with rapture rise, 642 
 
 Almighty God, in humble prayer, 656 
 
 And will the great eternal God 697 
 
 And now, my soul, another year 719 
 
 And am I born to die, 732 
 
 |And am I only born to die, 736 
 
 'And let this leeble body fail 755 
 
 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 758 
 
 And will the Judge descend, 760 
 
 And must I be to judgment brought, 771 
 
 And must this body die, 773 
 
 Bright and joyful is the morn, 68 
 
 Behold the grace appear, 70 
 
 Behold where in a mortal form, 82 
 
 Behold the Savior of mankind, 90 
 
 Blest Comforter divine, 148 
 
 Blest hour, when mortal man retires, 186 
 
 Baptized into thy name, 216 
 
 Baptized into your Savior's death, 224 
 
 Blessed with the joys of innocence, 239 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death, 247 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door, 267 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 274 
 
 Bleeding hearts defiled by sin, 279 
 
 By thy birth and by thy tears, 284 
 
 Behold, what wondrous grace, 330 
 
 Be it my only wisdom here, 376 
 
 Blest men, who stretch their willing hands, 402 
 
 Begone, unbelief, 423 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful tnrone, 511 
 
 Behold us, Lord, with humble fear, 538 
 
 Bless'd are the humble souls that see, 551 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 562 
 
 Bless'd be the tie that binds, 596 
 
 Blest are the sous of peace, 602 
 
 Bless'd are our eyes that see the light, 615 
 
 Being of beings, God of love, 661 
 
 Behold the throne of grace, 663 
 
 Behold, the heathen waits to know 672 
 
 Behold thy temple, God of grace, 693 
 
 Behold, O Lord, before thy throne, 701 
 
 By cool Siloams shady rill, 725 
 
 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head, 780 
 
INDEX. 705 
 
 No. 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad, 4 
 
 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord...... 30 
 
 Can truth divine fulfilment fail, 35 
 
 Calm on the listening ear of night, .. 72 
 
 Come, let our mournful songs record, 100 
 
 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 109 
 
 Come, ye saints, look here and wonder, Ill 
 
 Come,' let us join our cheerful songs, 133 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 151 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come, 152 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, raise our songs, 153 
 
 Come, blessed Spirit, source of light, 156 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 157 
 
 Come, thou Almighty King, 158 
 
 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, 208 
 
 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 210 
 
 Come Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 214 
 
 Call'd from above, I rise, .218 
 
 Come, listening Spirit, come, 232 
 
 Come, humble soul, receive the food, 234 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, 259 
 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast, 26l 
 
 Come, yea weary sinners, come, 264 
 
 Come, O ye sinners, to our Lord, 27i 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, where e'er ye languish, 276 
 
 Come sinners to the gospel feast, 28i 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 285 
 
 Come, thou fount of every blessing, 350 
 
 Compared with Christ in all beside, 355 
 
 Christ, of all my hopes the ground, 374 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 396 
 
 Come on, my partners in distress, 42i 
 
 Come, O thou traveler unknown, 429 
 
 Commit thou all my griefs,. 435 
 
 Commit thy way confiding, 438 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above, 489 
 
 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, 504 
 
 Command thy blessing from above, 517 
 
 Come, let us who in Christ believe, 521 
 
 Come, O thou King of all thy saints, 563 
 
 Come ye, that love the Saviour's name, 579 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 582 
 
 Come, thou soul- transforming Spirit, 585 
 
 Christian brethren, 'ere we part, 589 
 
 Come ye, that love the Lord, 597 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 598 
 
 Come and let us sw^eetly join, 607 
 
 Come, let us use the grace divine, 608 
 
 Come, Christian brethren, 'ere we part, 614 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 669 
 
 Come, let our souls adore the Lord, 705 
 
 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 717 
 
 Come, let our voices join, 722 
 
 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish, 783 
 
 44 
 
706 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, 87 
 
 Depth of mercy, can there be 286 
 
 Dearest of all the names above, 819 
 
 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord, 356 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul, 415 
 
 Deem not that they are blessed alone 443 
 
 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song, 634 
 
 Dear Savior, draw my soul away, 649 
 
 Dread Jehovah! God of nations, 704 
 
 Delightful work, young souls to win, 723 
 
 Deathless Spirit' now arise, 731 
 
 Day of judgment, day of wonders, 772 
 
 Eternal Power, whose high abode, , 15 
 
 Enthroned is Jesus now, 128 
 
 Eternal spirit, we. confess, 14§ 
 
 Eternal Source of every joy, 715 
 
 Father, how wide thy glory shines, 20 
 
 Father, 'tis thine each day to yield, 51 
 
 Father, to Thee my soul I lift, 53 
 
 Father, our hearts we lift, 71 
 
 From Calvary a cry was heard, _ 93 
 
 Father, hear the blood of Jesus, 126 
 
 Father of all, whose love profound, 159 
 
 Father of mercies, in thy word, 166 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 176 
 
 Frequent the day of God returns, 180 
 
 Forsake us not, Oh Lord, be near, 192 
 
 Far as thy name is known, 196 
 
 Father, now thy Spirit give, 215 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to Thee, 287 
 
 Father, I dare believe, 312 
 
 Faith is the brightest evidence, 321 
 
 Forever here my rest shall be, 340 
 
 Firmly 1 stand on Zion's hill, 366 
 
 Father of all our mercies, thou 387 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows, 405 
 
 From deep distress to Thee I pray, 436 
 
 Far from the scenes of night, 481 
 
 Forever with the Lord, 509 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies, 531 
 
 Fountain of life to all below, 557 
 
 Father, whose everlasting love, 564 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 671 
 
 Fountain of mercy, God of love, 710 
 
 From year to year in love we meet, 721 
 
 Forewarn'd by my Redeemer's love, 730 
 
 Far from affliction, toil and care, 734 
 
 Friend after friend departs, 745 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise, 5 
 
 Great First of beings! mighty Lord, 7 
 
 Great God! how infinite art thou, 22 
 
INDEX. 707 
 
 No. 
 
 God is love, his mercy brightens, 28 
 
 Greatest of beings, source of life, 36 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way, 38 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears, 43 
 
 God my supporter and my hope, 54 
 
 God of my^mercy and my praise, 86 
 
 God of unexampled grace, 94 
 
 God is gone up on high, 132 
 
 Great Father of each perfect gift, 143 
 
 Gracious Spirit— Love divine, 149 
 
 Great God, with woi.der and with praise, 181 
 
 God in the Gospel of his Son, 168 
 
 Glorious things of Thee are spoken, 189 
 
 Great is the Lord our God, 195 
 
 Great God, attend while Zion sings, 204 
 
 Go preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, 211 
 
 Great God, now condescend, 219 
 
 God of mercy! God of grace! 301 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim, 358 
 
 God of my life, whose gracious power, 367 
 
 God of love, that hear'st the prayer, 373 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, 397 
 
 God is the refuge of his saints, 403 
 
 God of my life, to thee I call, 433 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, shake 462 
 
 Give me wings of faith to rise, 480 
 
 Grace, 'tis a charming sound, 561 
 
 Giver of concord, Prince of peace, ..594 
 
 God of the morning, at thy voice 620 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 636 
 
 Great God, to thee, my evening song, 638 
 
 Giver and Guardian of our sleep, 646 
 
 God of the universe, to thee 691 
 
 Great is the Lord, oar God, 698 
 
 Great is our God, and merciful, 709 
 
 Hail, great Creator, wise and good, 10 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name, 24 
 
 High in the heavens, eternal God, 29 
 
 He that has made his refuge God, 48 
 
 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord, 52 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes, 60 
 
 Hosannah to the royal Son, 62 
 
 High let us raise our tuneful notes, 63 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing, 66 
 
 Hail, thou long-expected Jesus, 69 
 
 Hark! what mean those holy voices, 77 
 
 Hark! the voice of love and mercy, 95 
 
 He dies, the Friend ot sinners dies, 116 
 
 Hail, thou once despised Jesus, ...129 
 
 Hear the royal proclamation, 130 
 
 Holy source of consolation, Ill 
 
 How helpless guilty nature lies, 142 
 
 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness, 144 
 
/ 05 INDEX. 
 
 No- 
 
 Holy Spirit, fount of blessing, 147 
 
 How perfect is thy word, 163 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 165 
 
 Hallelujah! Lord, our voices, 188 
 
 How honored is the place, 197 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear, 198 
 
 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 202 
 
 How charming is the place, 203 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, 209 
 
 Hark! how the watchmen cry, 212 
 
 How large the promise, how divine, 217 
 
 Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet, 233 
 
 Hovv sad our state by nature is, 238 
 
 Hasten, sinner, to be wise, 2-50 
 
 How vain are all things here below, 258 
 
 Hear, O sinner, mercy hails you, •. 202 
 
 Hark! 'tis the Savior's voice I hear, 272 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 275 
 
 Ho! every one that thirsts, draw near, 277 
 
 How happy are they 313 
 
 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord, 314 
 
 How can a sinner know, 331 
 
 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus, ." 333 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 346 
 
 Happy the heart where graces reign, 363 
 
 Holy, and true, and righteous Lord,.... 365 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 399 
 
 How oft, alas, this wretched heart, 467 
 
 Happy the meek whose gentle breast, 4-2 
 
 How happy every child of grace, 474 
 
 How happy is the pilgrim's lot, 475 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus joined, 476 
 
 Hark! the notes of angels singing, 477 
 
 High in yonder realms of light 492 
 
 How happy are the souls above,..., 494 
 
 Happy the man who finds the grace, 556 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 605 
 
 How sweet the melting lay, 610 
 
 How do thy mercies close me round, 632 
 
 Head of the church, whose spirit fills, 674 
 
 Hark, the song of jubilee, 680 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, 681 
 
 Here, in thy name, eternal God, 695 
 
 How many pass the guilty night, 713 
 
 Hosannah, be the children's song, 724 
 
 Happy is he that fears the Lord, 728- 
 
 Hosannah to Jesus on high, 738 
 
 How blest is our brother bereft 739 
 
 Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound, 741 
 
 How sweet the hours of closing day, 744 
 
 Hark! a voice divides the sky, 746 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies, 748 
 
 Happy soul, thy days are ended, 751 
 
 Hear what the voice Irom heaven proclaims, 757 
 
 He conies! he comes! the judge severe, 764 
 
INDEX. 709 
 
 No. 
 
 I sing th' almighty power of God, 21 
 
 In duties and in sufferings too, 80 
 
 In vain we seek for pf ace with God, r. 97 
 
 In evil long I took delight, 99 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives, 124 
 
 In expectation sweet, 137 
 
 I love thy kingdom, Lord, 190 
 
 If human kindness meets return, 230 
 
 I ask the gift of righteousness, 343 
 
 In every trying hour,. 392 
 
 It is the Lord, enthroned in light, 408 
 
 I want a heart to pray,, 427 
 
 In age and feebleness extreme, 445 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 452 
 
 I love the Lord; he heard my cries, ...409 
 
 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, 484 
 
 In thy great name, O Lord, we come, 515 
 
 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, 535 
 
 Infinite God, to thee we raise 552 
 
 Infinite, unexhausted love, 506 
 
 In thy presence we appear, 574 
 
 In thy name, O Lord, assembling , 584 
 
 Indulgent Father, by whose care 037 
 
 I and my house will serve the Lord, 640 
 
 In mercy, Lord, remember me, 650 
 
 I want a heart to pray, 664 
 
 I want a principle within, 665 
 
 I love to steal awhile away, 068 
 
 In vain opposing nations rage, 703 
 
 Jehovah God! thy gracious power, 23 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord has come, 73 
 
 Jesus, our triumphant head, 122 
 
 Join all the glorious names, ....131 
 
 Jesus, the name high over all, 134 
 
 Jesus, all-redeeming Lord 227 
 
 Jesus, we thus obey, 235 
 
 Jesus, at whose supreme command, 236 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea, 282 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul, 290 
 
 Jesus, let thy pitying eye, 291 
 
 Jesus, I come to thee 304 
 
 Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee 311 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven has gone, 315 
 
 Jesus, to thee I now can fly 325 
 
 Jesus, my strength, my hope, „ 328 
 
 Jesus, my life, thyself apply, 841 
 
 Jesus hath died that I might live, - 12 
 
 Jesus, my Savior, let me be 308 
 
 Je^-us, and shall it ever be 412 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken 41 1 
 
 Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend, i.s 
 
 Jesus and shall it ever be -149 
 
 Jesus, the Lite, the Truth, the Way 454 
 
710 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Jerusalem ! my happy home, 485 
 
 Jesus, thou dear redeeming Lord, 516 
 
 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 528 
 
 Jesus, thou everlasting King, 533 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, 567 
 
 Jesus, great Shepard of the sheep 593 
 
 Jesus, we look to thee, 599 
 
 Jesus, united by thy grace, 604 
 
 Jesus, our best beloved Friend, 606 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 670 
 
 Jesus, thy church with longing eyes, 676 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee, 689 
 
 Jesus, to thee we fly, 707 
 
 Join all ye ransomed sons of grace, 712 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace, 729 
 
 Kindred in Christ for his dear sake, 609 
 
 Lord, when my raptured thought surveys, 11 
 
 Lord, thou has searched and seen me thro' 16 
 
 Lord, all I am is known to thee, 17 
 
 Let every tongue thy goodness speak, 26 
 
 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, 117 
 
 Lo! He comes with clouds descending, 135 
 
 Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 136 
 
 Let songs of praises fill the sky, 140 
 
 Laden with guilt and full of fears, 169 
 
 Let everlasting glories crown, 171 
 
 Lord of the Saboath, hear o»r vows, 183 
 
 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see 185 
 
 Like Noah's weary dove, 194 
 
 Let all who truly bear 226 
 
 Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin, 242 
 
 Life is the time to serve The Lord, 245 
 
 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 2.55 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend, 265 
 
 Let earth and heaven agree, 270 
 
 Lord, how secure and blest are they, 318 
 
 Let carnal minds the world pursue, 332 
 
 Lord, I believe a rest remains, 337 
 
 Lord, in the strength of grace, 362 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling, 369 
 
 Let Him to whom we now belong, 372 
 
 Lord, I am triine, entirely thine, 450 
 
 Let the world their virtue boast, 451 
 
 Lord, in these dark and dismal days, 457 
 
 Long have I seemed to serve thee, Lord, 461 
 
 Lo! round the throne a glorious band, 502 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now, 536 
 
 Leader of faithful souls and Guide, 543 
 
 Lift up your hearts to things above, 545 
 
 Lord, what is man that he should prove 568 
 
 Let others boast how strong they be, 572 
 
 Lord, when we bend before thy throne, 575 
 
INDEX. 711 
 
 No. 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 588 
 
 Love is the theme of saints above, 612 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear, 618 
 
 Lord of my life, O may thy praise, 7 628 
 
 Lord, thou wilt hear me when 1 pray, 633 
 
 Lord, teach us how to pray aright, 654 
 
 Lord of hosts, to thee we raise 696 
 
 Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 706 
 
 Lo ! the prisoner is released, 752 
 
 Lift your Heads, ye friends of Jesus, 763 
 
 Lo, he comes with clouds descending, 765 
 
 My soul, repeat his praise, 25 
 
 Mortals awake, with angels join, 64 
 
 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 84 
 
 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 113 
 
 My opening eyes with rapture see, 174 
 
 May I, throughout this day of thine, 179 
 
 My Savior's pierced side, 223 
 
 Mercy alone can meet my case, 309 
 
 Mistaken souls that dream of heaven, 322 
 
 My hope, my all, my Savior thou 335 
 
 My God, I know, I feel thee mine, 338 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys, 348 
 
 My God, my portion and my love, 375 
 
 My God, my life, my love, 380 
 
 My Savior, my Almighty Friend, ,.381 
 
 My soul be on thy guard, 385 
 
 My spirit looks to God alone, 401 
 
 My times are in thy hand, 410 
 
 My span of life will soon be done, 419 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 420 
 
 My faith looks up to thee, 432 
 
 My Father! cheering name, 484 
 
 My sufferings all to triee are known, 437 
 
 My gracious Lord, 1 own thy right, 447 
 
 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so, 459 
 
 My hope, my portion and my God, 460 
 
 My God, I am thine, what a comfort divine, 478 
 
 May the grace of Christ, our Savior, 587 
 
 My God, how endless is thy love, 619 
 
 My God, my God, to thee I cry, 667 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 58 
 
 Nature with open volume stands, 103 
 
 Now is the accepted time, 252 
 
 Now to thine altar, Lord, 294 
 
 No need of the sun in that day, 483 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme, 524 
 
 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 553 
 
 Now let my soul, eternal King, 583 
 
 Now may he who from the dead, 590 
 
 Now the shades of night are gone, 623 
 
 Now from the altar of our hearts, 631 
 
 Now from labor and from care, 648 
 
712 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 O God, eternal infinite 31 
 
 O thou, my life, my light, my joy, 40 
 
 O God of Abram, by whose hand, 44 
 
 O God! oar help in ages past, 55 
 
 O sacred head, now wounded, 91 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring, 119 
 
 Oar Lord is risen ironi the dead, 120 
 
 O how I love thy Holy Word, 172 
 
 O Father, though the anxious fear, 187 
 
 On thy church, O Power divine, 193 
 
 O might my lot be cast with these, 200 
 
 O Lord, encouraged by thy grace, 221 
 
 O could I find some peaceful bower, 244 
 
 O where is the mysterious bourn, 251 
 
 O why should gloomy thoughts arise, 278 
 
 O what amazing words of grace, 280 
 
 O that I could repent, 295 
 
 O for that tenderness of heart, 296 
 
 O thou whose tender mercy hears, 297 
 
 O Lord, my God, in mercy turn, 300 
 
 O for a glance of heav'nly day, 307 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone, 308 
 
 O happy day that fixed my choice, 316 
 
 O how divine, how sweet the joy, 326 
 
 O Jesus, at thy feet we wait, 339 
 
 O joyful sound of gospel grace, 344 
 
 O for a closer walk with God, 345 
 
 Oh that I knew the secret place,. 347 
 
 O thou God of my salvation, 349 
 
 O glorious hope of perfect love, 352 
 
 O could I find, from day to day, 353 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God, 364 
 
 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart, 371 
 
 O may thy powerful word, 377 
 
 O come thou great and gracious Power, 378 
 
 O come and dwell in me, 383 
 
 O thou from whom all goodness flows, 388 
 
 Oh great High Priest, forget not me, 38§ 
 
 O Lord, my best desires fulfil, 407 
 
 O for a faith that will not shrink, 416 
 
 O my soul, what means this sadness, 417 
 
 Our Captain leads us on, 425 
 
 O where is now that glowing love, 455 
 
 O Israel, to thy tents repair, 456 
 
 O why did I my Savior leave, 458 
 
 O that I were as heretofore, 464 
 
 O speak that word again, 468 
 
 O 'tis delight without alloy, 473 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 486 
 
 O what a mighty change, 490 
 
 O for a sweet, inspiring ray, 501 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing 512 
 
 O could I speak the matchless worth 529 
 
 O thou, whom all thy saints adore, 539 
 
INDEX. 713 
 
 No. 
 
 O thou, our Husband, Brother, Friend, 541 
 
 O happy is the man who hears 555 
 
 O God, our strength, to thee our song, 565 
 
 O Lord, our languid souls inspire, 580 
 
 Once more, before we part, 586 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day, 617 
 
 On thee, each morning, O my God, 621 
 
 O Lord, my God, to the I cry, 627 
 
 O Lord, another day is flown, 639 
 
 Our Father, God, who art in heaven, 660 
 
 O God of sov'reign grace 675 
 
 On the mountain's top appearing, 678 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, 686 
 
 Our heavenly Father hear, 688 
 
 O God, though countless world's of light, 692 
 
 O Lord, our languid souls inspire, 694 
 
 O for the death of those 747 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear, 39 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, 96 
 
 People of the'living God, 207 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet, 306 
 
 Poor and afflicted, Lord, are thine 394 
 
 Peace, doubting heart, my God's I am, 442 
 
 Parting soul, the floods await thee, 499 
 
 Palms of glory, raiment bright, 505 
 
 Praise to God, immortal praise, 519 
 
 Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him, 522 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise, 532 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs, 554 
 
 Prayer is appointed to convey, 652 
 
 Prayer is the souls sincere desire, 653 
 
 Pray, without ceasing, pray 659 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs, . 78 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me,... 104 
 
 Return, O wanderer return, 273 
 
 Rise, O my soul, the hours review, 320 
 
 Rejoice, believer in the Lord, 409 
 
 Rejoice in God, the word commands, 466 
 
 Rise my soul and stretch thy wings, 510 
 
 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, 527 
 
 Rise, O my soul, pursue the path 550 
 
 Religion is the chief concern, 573 
 
 Roll on, thou mighty ocean, 673 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceased, 737 
 
 Shine on our souls, eternal God, 50 
 
 Since all the varying scenes of time, 56 
 
 Shepherd's rejoice, lift up your eyes, 75 
 
 Stretched on, the cross, the Savior dies, 101 
 
 Sing praise, the tomb is void, 110 
 
 See where oar great High Priest, L23 
 
 Spirit divine, attend our prayer, 145 
 
714 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Spirit of holiness, look down, 150 
 
 Safely through another week, 178 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 184 
 
 See the gospel church secure, 201 
 
 Shall I, for fear of feeble man, 213 
 
 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 220 
 
 Sin, like a venomous disease, 240 
 
 Sin has a thousand treacherous arts, 241 
 
 Sinneis, the voice of God regard, 246 
 
 Sinner, oh, why so thoughtless grown, 249 
 
 Sinners, turn while God is near, 256 
 
 Sinners turn, why will ye die, 257 
 
 Savior, when in dust to thee 283 
 
 Stay, thou insulted spirit, stay, 288 
 
 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, 289 
 
 Savior, see me from above, 292 
 
 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all, 305 
 
 Savior, source of every blessing, 359 
 
 Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest, 361 
 
 Soldiers of Christ arise, 404 
 
 Stricken, smitten and afflicted,. 418 
 
 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 426 
 
 Sweet was the time when first I felt, 463 
 
 Since o'er thy foot stool here below, 497 
 
 Sweet glories rush upon my sight, 498 
 
 Sweet rivers of redeeming love, 500 
 
 Stand up. and bless the Lord, 513 
 
 Songs of praise the angels sang, 520 
 
 Servants of God, in joyful lays, 523 
 
 Sing we the songs of those who stand 530 
 
 Salvation, U the joyful sound, 534 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 548 
 
 Sing all ye ransomed of the Lord, 569 
 
 Still for thy loving kindness, Lord, 581 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see, 600 
 
 Savior, breathe an evening blessing, 635 
 
 See how the morning sun, 643 
 
 Softly now the light of day, 644 
 
 Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream, 651 
 
 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve, 657 
 
 Sov'reign of worlds! display thy power, 682 
 
 See the ransomed millions stand, 685 
 
 Sing to the great Jehovah's praise, 716 
 
 Shrinking from the cold hand of death, 740 
 
 Servant of God, well done, 750 
 
 Shall man, O God of light and life, 753 
 
 Spirit, leave thy nouse of clay, 756 
 
 Stand, the omnipotent decree, 762 
 
 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope, 770 
 
 There is a God-all nature speaks, 1 
 
 There is a voice in every gale, 2 
 
 The spacious firmament on high, 6 
 
 The God of nature and of grace, 8 
 
INDEX. 715 
 
 No. 
 
 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, 19 
 
 The heaven of heavens cannot contain, 34 
 
 The Lord, my pasture shall prepare, 41 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is, 42 
 
 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes, 4S 
 
 Thy way, O God, is in the sea, 49 
 
 Thro' all the changing scenes of life, 57 
 
 The true Messiah now appears, 59 
 
 The race that long in darkness pined, 76 
 
 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow, 88 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood, 102 
 
 'Tis finished ! so the Savior cried, 105 
 
 'Tis finished! the Messiah dies, 106 
 
 The Lord is ris'n indeed, 108 
 
 The Lord is risen indeed, ) -jit- 
 
 The grave hath lost it* prey, j " 
 
 The Son of righteousness appears, 118 
 
 The head that once was crowned with thorns, 121 
 
 That day of wrath— that dreadful day, 138 
 
 7 Tis God, the Spirit leads, 154 
 
 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, 160 
 
 The counsels of redeeming grace, 162 
 
 Thy word, Almighty Lord, 164 
 
 The spirit breathes upon the word, 167 
 
 Thy law is perfect, Lord of light, 170 
 
 This day the Lord hath called his own, 177 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made, 182 
 
 Thou little flock be not afraid, 191 
 
 The Lord of glory is my light, 206 
 
 The Saviour kindly calls, 222 
 
 The King of saints we praise, 228 
 
 The King of heaven his table spreads, 229 
 
 That doleful night before his death, 231 
 
 There is a time we know not when, 253 
 
 The Savior calls, let every ear 263 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts, 268 
 
 The voice of free grace cries, escape to the mountain, 269 
 
 Thus speaks the high and lofty One, 298 
 
 7 Tis by the faith of joys to come, 323 
 
 Talk with us Lord, thyself reveal, 351 
 
 To whom, my Savior, shall 1 go, 354 
 
 The thing my God doth hate, 382 
 
 The cross to bear, with want and care, 384 
 
 Thou seest my feebleness, 406 
 
 Though troubles assail, and dangers affright, 440 
 
 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, 441 
 
 The tempter to my soul hath said, 471 
 
 The Lord is rny Shepherd, no want shall I know, 479 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 487 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 491 
 
 This world is poor from shoie to shore, 493 
 
 The God of Abraham praise 503 
 
 'Twas told me, in my early day, 506 
 
 To Jesus the crown of my hope, 507 
 
716 INDEX. 
 
 No- 
 
 There is a land mine eye hath seen, 508 
 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 518 
 
 Thou only sovereign of my heart, 526 
 
 This, this is the God we adore, 587 
 
 Thus far on life's perplexing path, 544 
 
 Thou son of God, whose flaming eyes, 547 
 
 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 558 
 
 The God of my salvation lives, 570 
 
 The Savior! O what endless charms, 571 
 
 Thanks for mercies past receive, 578 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground, 595 
 
 The praying spirit breathe, 611 
 
 Through all the dangers of the night, 622 
 
 Thou that dost my life prolong, 624 
 
 The morning breaks; my voice I raise, 625 
 
 The day is past and gone, 629 
 
 The power to bless my house, 645 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on, 647 
 
 To the hills I lift mine eyes, 666 
 
 The law and prophets all foretold, 683 
 
 Thou, whose almighty word 684 
 
 The perfect world, by Adam trod, 700 
 
 The God of harvest praise, 708 
 
 The Lord of earth and sky, 718 
 
 There is a glorious world of light 727 
 
 Thee we adore eternal name, 733 
 
 The morning flowers display their sweets, 735 
 
 Thy life I read, rny gracious Lord, 743 
 
 To the, O God, when creatures fail, 749 
 
 Thou judge of quick and dead, .- 761 
 
 The Lord shall come, the earth shall quake, 766 
 
 The day of wrath, that dreadful day, 767 
 
 That awful day will surely come, 768 
 
 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, 774 
 
 Thy life, I read, my gracious Lord 775 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore 
 thee, 782 
 
 Up, follow me, says Christ, our Lord, 386 
 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, 559 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, 776 
 
 Vain, delusive world, adieu, 44S 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame, 754 
 
 We need not soar above the skies, 9 
 
 We sing tb' almight3 r pow'r of God, 12 
 
 When God neglected or denied, 13 
 
 Where can we hide or whither fly, 27 
 
 With my whole heart, I'll raise my song, 33 
 
 When all thy mercies, () my God, 37 
 
 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, 65 
 
 We come with joyful song, 74 
 
 When at a distance, Lord^we trace, 85 
 
INDEX. 717 
 
 No. 
 
 When I survey the wond'rous cross, 92 
 
 With glorious clouds encompassed round, 107 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace, 125 
 
 Why should the children of a king, 155 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 173 
 
 With joy we hail the sacred day, 175 
 
 When Adam sinned through all his race, 243 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light, 251 
 
 What language now salutes the ear, 260 
 
 With tears of anguish I lament, 299 
 
 Who can describe the joys that rise, 327 
 
 When shall thy love constrain, 357 
 
 Welcome, O Savior, to my heart, 360 
 
 What cheering words are these, 370 
 
 Why is my heart with grief oppressed, 390 
 
 When I can read my title clear, . 391 
 
 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, 398 
 
 When overwhelm'd with grief,.: - 413 
 
 When languor and disease invade 439 
 
 We journey through a vale of tears,. 444 
 
 When, my Savior, shall I be, 453 
 
 When darkness long has veil'd my mind, 470 
 
 Who are these array'd in white, 488 
 
 We know, by faith we know, 495 
 
 Who are these in bright array,.. 496 
 
 What shall I render to my Lord, 546 
 
 Wide is the gate and broad the way, 549 
 
 Why, on the bending willows hung, 560 
 
 Within thy house, O Lord, our God, 577 
 
 Why should believers, when they meet, 613 
 
 We lift our hearts to thee, 616 
 
 What shall we ask of God in prayer, 655 
 
 What various hindrances we meet, 658 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting power, 662 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night, 677 
 
 When shall the voice of singing, 679 
 
 Within thy house, O Lord, our God, 690 
 
 We, like Jesse's son, would raise 699 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, shall come 702 
 
 Within these walls be peace, 720 
 
 We bring no glittering treasures 726 
 
 Why should we start, and fear to die, 742 
 
 When rising from the bed of death, 759 
 
 What sinners value, I resign, 769 
 
 Why do we mourn for dying friends, 777 
 
 Why should our tears in sorrow flow, 778 
 
 When blooming youth is snatched away, 779 
 
 Ye humble souls, approach your God, 32 
 
 Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears, 47 
 
 Ye that pass by, behold the man, 98 
 
 Ye humble souls that seek the Lord,.. 114 
 
 Ye who despise theSavior's grace, 248 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, 266 
 
718 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Yield to me now, for I am weak, 430 
 
 Ye trembling captives, hear, 687 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord, 711 
 
 Ye virgin sonls, arise, 714 
 
 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears, 781 
 
 Zlon stands with hills surrounded, 199 
 
 OF FIRST LINES OF 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS SPIKITXJAL SONGS. 
 
 (The figures refer to the number of the Songs). 
 
 No. 
 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, 11 
 
 Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell, 27 
 
 All that I was, my sin, my guilt, 80 
 
 A poor, wayfaring man of grief, 50 
 
 An alien from God and a stranger from grace, 51 
 
 A home in heaven, what a joyful thought, 67 
 
 A few more days on earth to spend, 88 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here, 40 
 
 Brethren, hear the martial sound, 58 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 2 
 
 Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast, 91 
 
 Drooping souls, no longer mourn, 6 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert, 41 
 
 Death shall not destroy my comfort, 42 
 
 Extended on a cursed tree, 90 
 
 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners, 45 
 
 Gracious Savior, can it be, 62 
 
 Go work to-day in the vineyard of the Lord, 95 
 
INDEX. 719 
 
 No. 
 
 Hark, those happy voices saying, 3 
 
 Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds, 18 
 
 Head of the church triumphant, 18 
 
 Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph, 31 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me, 46 
 
 Hail, the day so long expected, 49 
 
 Hall, my partners in distress, 53 
 
 Hail, the blest morn, see the great Mediator, 78 
 
 Have you heard, have you heard of the sun-bright 
 
 clime, 79 
 
 How often I am weary, 87 
 
 Hosanna be the children's song, 92 
 
 If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy heart, 24 
 
 I lay my sins on Jesus, , 26 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways, 29 
 
 I journey forth rejoicing, 33 
 
 I want to be an angel, 37 
 
 I am a pilgrim, I am a stranger, 48 
 
 I'm but a stranger here, 54 
 
 In seasons of grief, to my God I'll repair, 55 
 
 Just as thou art, without one trace, 8 
 
 Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain, 13 
 
 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, 61 
 
 Jesus the water of life will give, 94 
 
 Lamb of God, whose dying love, 15 
 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my years, 12 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by, 20 
 
 My faith looks up to thee, 59 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints, 77 
 
 One there is above all others, 7 
 
 O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, 10 
 
 O that I could forever dwell 14 
 
 O tell me no more of this world's vain store, 22 
 
 O thou in whose presence, 28 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus, 35 
 
 O Jesus, my Savior, to thee I submit, 39 
 
 O weep not for the joys that fade, 56 
 
 O sing to me of heaven, 65 
 
 Out on the ocean all boundless we ride, 74 
 
 O thou God of my salvation, 84 
 
 O think of a home over there, 93 
 
 O come, happy children, unite in our song, 96 
 
 Pass away, earthly joy, 36 
 
 Precious Savior, draw me near, 60 
 
 Religion is a glorious treasure, 23 
 
720 INDEX. 
 
 No. 
 
 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, 4 
 
 Sinner, go, will yon go, 19 
 
 Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier, 80 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 83 
 
 Say, brothers, will you meet us, 85 
 
 The voice of free grace, 1 
 
 Tho' troubles assail and dangers afright, ..- 17 
 
 Tell me no more of earthly toys, 25 
 
 The long-lost son, with streaming eyes, 31 
 
 There is a happy land, 68 
 
 There is a glorious land on high, 69 
 
 The heavenly home is bright and fair, 70 
 
 There is a spot to me more dear,... 71 
 
 The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll in fire, 75 
 
 There is a land of pleasure, 81 
 
 The land, the land of glory lies, 89 
 
 There's a blest spirit land, 97 
 
 When the harvest is past and the summer is gone, 5 
 
 We're traveling home to heaven above, 9 
 
 Where'er we meet, you always say, 21 
 
 When this passing world is done, 32 
 
 What now is my object and aim, 38 
 
 When gathering clouds around I view, 43 
 
 What boundless love is shown, 44 
 
 When for eternal worlds we steer, 47 
 
 We speak of the realms of the blest, 57 
 
 What seraph-like music, steals over the sea, 63 
 
 When we pass through yonder river, 64 
 
 What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame,.... 66 
 
 Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 72 
 
 What is the thing of greatest price, 73 
 
 When marshaled on the nightly plain, 76 
 
 When i set out for glory, 86 
 
 Ye angels who stand round the throne, 52 
 
 Young people, all attention give, 82 
 

 
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