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 UNITED STATES OP AMERICA. 
 

SOCIAL 
 HYMN BOOK, 
 
 BEING THE HYMNS OF THE 
 
 SOCIAL HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 
 
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 THE LECTURE ROOM, 
 
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PEEFACE. 
 
 ^''TJie Social Hymn and Tune Booh^^ lias 
 commanded the Mgliest praise, and met with a 
 most marked success. But, in many churches 
 where it has been introduced, there are those 
 to whom it would be a convenience to have 
 the hymns alone. To meet the wishes of such 
 persons the committee ipiow issue "The Social 
 Hymn Book," which comprises the psalms 
 and hymns contained in The Social Hymn and 
 Tune Book, and is,. in arrangement and num- 
 bering, identical with it. 
 
 We trust that the pubHcation of the psalms 
 and hymns without the tunes will not be per- 
 mitted to interfere with the use of The Social 
 Hymn and Tune Book, where the possession 
 of the tunes will add to the interest* and value 
 of the songs of worship in the lecture-room or 
 the church. 
 
SOCIAL HYMN BOOK. 
 
 1 
 
 General Invocation, X. M» 
 
 1 C031E5 dearest Lord ! descend and dwell, 
 
 By faith and love, in every breast; 
 Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, 
 The joys that cannot be express' d. 
 
 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength ; 
 
 Make our enlarged souls possess, 
 And learn the height, and breadth, and length 
 Of thine eternal love and grace. 
 
 ^ Father, Son, and Spirit Invoked, 6s & 4,s, 
 
 1 Come, thou almighty King ! 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise : 
 Father, all glorious. 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us, 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Come, thou incarnate Word ! 
 Gii'd on thy mighty sword ; 
 
 Our prayer attend : 
 1* 5 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 Come, and thy people bless, 
 And give thy word success ; 
 Spirit of holiness I 
 On us descend. 
 
 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 ! 
 
 JPraise to the Jtedee^ner, 6s & 4s, 
 
 CoiviE, all ye saints of God ! 
 Wide through the earth abroad, 
 
 Spread Jesus' name ; 
 Tell what his love has done. 
 Trust in his grace alone ; 
 Shout to his lofty throne, 
 
 ^'Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears, 
 Diy up your mournful tears ; 
 
 Swell the glad theme ; 
 Praise ye our gracious King, 
 Strike each melodious string, 
 Join heart and voice to sing, 
 
 *' Worthy the Lamb!" 
 
INVOCATION AND PBAISE. 7 
 
 Vraise for the Mercy-seat. S, M» 
 
 1 How charming is the place, 
 
 Where my Redeemer Grod 
 
 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. 
 
 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, Lord ! a place, 
 
 Within thy blest abode. 
 Among the children of thy grace. 
 The servants of our God. 
 
 Praise for Preserving Grace* S, M* 
 
 1 To God, the only- wise, 
 
 Our Saviour and our King, 
 Let all the saints, below the skies, 
 Their humble praises bring. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 2 'Tis his almighty love, 
 
 His counsel and his care, 
 Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
 And every hurtful snare. 
 
 3 He will present our souls, 
 
 Unblemished and complete, 
 Before the glory of his face, 
 With joys divinely great. 
 
 4 Then all the chosen seed 
 
 Shall meet around the throne ; 
 
 Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
 
 And make his wonders known. 
 
 Praise from God's Servants, 5s <& 6s t 
 
 1 Ye servants of God ! 
 
 Your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad, 
 
 His wonderful name ; 
 The name, all victorious, 
 
 Of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 
 And rules over all. 
 
 2 Grod i-uleth on high, 
 
 Almighty to save. 
 And still he is nigh. 
 
 His presence we have : 
 The great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 
INVOCATION AND PEAISE. 
 
 Ascribing salvation 
 To Jesus, our King. 
 
 3 "Salvation to God, 
 
 Who sits on the throne!" 
 Let all cry aloud, 
 
 And honor the Son : 
 Immanuel's praises 
 
 The angels proclaim ; 
 Fall down on their faces, 
 
 And worship the Lamb. 
 
 4 Then let us adore. 
 
 And give him his right ; 
 All glory and power, 
 
 And wisdom and might; 
 All honor and blessing, 
 
 With angels above, 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
 Praise to tjehovdh, S, 31* 
 
 1 CoiviE, sound his praise abroad, 
 
 And hymns of glory sing ; 
 Jehovah is the Sovereign Grod, 
 The universal King. 
 
 2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 
 
 He gave the seas their bound ; 
 The watery worlds are all his own, 
 And all the solid ground. 
 
10 INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 3 Come, worship at his throne ; 
 Come, bow before the Lord : 
 We are his works, and not our own ; 
 He formed us by his word. 
 
 JPraise to the Zord of Heaven» H, M, 
 
 1 Lord of the worlds above ! 
 
 How pleasant, and how fair, 
 The dwellings of thy love, 
 
 Thine earthly temples are ! 
 To thine abode my heart aspires, 
 
 With warm desires to see my God. 
 
 2 Oh ! happy souls who pray, 
 
 W^here God appoints to hear ; 
 Oh ! happy men who pay 
 
 Their constant service there ; 
 They praise thee still, and happy they, 
 
 Who love the way to Zion's hill. 
 
 3 They go from strength to strength, 
 
 Through this dark vale of tears, 
 Till each arrives at length. 
 
 Till each in heaven appears ; 
 Oh ! glorious seat, when God, our King, 
 
 Shall thither bring our willing feet. 
 
 9 Praise to the King of Glory, Jff. M, 
 
 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 
 
 His throne is built on high ; 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 11 
 
 The garments lie assumes 
 Are light and majesty: 
 His glories shine with beams so bright, 
 No mortal eye can bear the sight. 
 
 2 The thunders of his hand 
 
 Keep the wide world in awe ; 
 His wrath and justice stand 
 
 To guard his holy law : 
 And, where his love resolves to bless, 
 His truth confirms and seals the grace. 
 
 3 And can this mighty King 
 
 Of glory condescend. 
 And will he write his name. 
 
 My Father and my Friend? 
 I love his name, — I love his word ; 
 Join, all my powers ! and praise the Lord. 
 
 10 Praise to the God of Israel, X. J*. 31. 
 
 1 I'll praise My Maker with my breath. 
 And, when 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, and seas, with alltheir train: 
 
12 INVOCATION AND PRAI^. 
 
 His trutli forever stands secure ; 
 He saves the oppressed, lie feeds tte poor ; 
 And none shall find his promise vain. 
 
 3 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to hell : 
 
 Thy God, Zion ! ever reigns ; 
 Let ev'ry tongue, and ev'ry age, 
 In this exalted work engage ; 
 
 Praise him in everlasting strains. 
 
 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 ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought, and being last. 
 
 Or immortality endures. 
 
 11 JPraise from all the Earth. X. P. M. 
 
 1 Let all the earth their voices raise, ^ 
 To sing the choicest psalms of praise ; 
 
 To sing and bless Jehovah's name: 
 His glory let the heathen know ; 
 His wonders to the nations show ; 
 
 And all his saving works proclaim. 
 
 2 He framed the globe, he built the sky. 
 He made the shining worlds on high. 
 
 And reigns complete in glory there ; 
 His beams are majestj'' and light; 
 His beauties, — how divinely bright! 
 
 His temple, — ^how divinely fair ! 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 13 
 
 1^ Praise for the redeemed Saul, S, M, 
 
 1 Oh! bless the Lord, my soul! 
 
 Let all within me join, 
 And aid my tongue to bless bis name. 
 Whose favors are divine. 
 
 2 Oh! bless the Lord, my soul! 
 
 Nor let his mercies He 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 And without praises die. 
 
 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 
 
 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
 'Tis he who heals thy sicknesses, 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
 4 He crowns thy life with love. 
 
 When ransomed from the grave ; 
 He, who redeemed my soul from hell. 
 Hath sovereign power to save. 
 
 lo Braise for God^s Mercies, S, M, 
 
 1 My soul ! repeat his praise. 
 
 Whose mercies are so great ; 
 Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
 So ready to abate. 
 
 2 High as the heavens are raised 
 
 Above the ground we tread, 
 So far the riches of his grace 
 Our highest thoughts exceed. 
 
14 INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 3 His power subdues our sins, 
 
 And his forgiving love, 
 Far as the east is from the west, 
 Doth all our guilt remove. 
 
 4 The pity of the Lord, 
 
 To those who fear his name, 
 
 Is such as tender parents feel ; 
 
 He knows our feeble frame. 
 
 5 Our dsLjs are as the grass, 
 
 Or like the morning-flower : 
 If one sharp blast sweep 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. 
 
 14: JPraise f<yi* Divine Ch^ace, C« M» 
 
 1 Early, my God ! without delay, 
 I haste to seek thy face ; 
 My thirsty spirit faints away, 
 Without thy cheering grace. 
 
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 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, 
 
 Beneath a burning sky, 
 Long for a cooling stream at hand, 
 
 And they must drink or die. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 15 
 
 3 I've seen tliy glory and thy power 
 
 Through all thy temple shine ; 
 My Grod ! repeat that heavenly hour, 
 That vision so divine. 
 
 4 Not life itself, with all its joys, 
 
 Can my best passions move ; 
 Or raise so high my cheerful voice, 
 As thy forgiving love. 
 
 15 Praise for Redemption, C, M, 
 
 1 Father! how wide thy glory shines! 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 By thousand through the skies. 
 
 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power. 
 
 Their motions speak thy skill ; 
 And, on the wings of every hour, 
 We read thy patience still. 
 
 3 But, when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 In their divinest forms, 
 
 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; 
 
 Nor dare a creature guess, 
 Which of the glories brightest shone. 
 The justice, or the grace. 
 
16 INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 10 Praise from God's JPeople* Z, JM^ 
 
 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 
 Ye nations! bow with sacred joy: 
 Know that the Lord is God alone : 
 He can create, and he destroy. 
 
 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
 
 Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
 And when like wand' ring sheep we stray' d, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We are his people, we his care, 
 
 Oui' 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, 
 
 Yast as eternity thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 1/ Public Wo^'ship, JL, M» 
 
 1 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. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 17 
 
 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
 Within thy house, Go d of grace ! 
 Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
 Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 
 
 3 Grod is our sun, he makes our day; 
 God is our shield, he guards our way 
 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. 
 
 ib Praise to the Hedeemer, €, M, 
 
 1 Co^iE, thou desire of all thy saints ! 
 
 Our humble strains attend. 
 While, with our praises and complaints. 
 Low at thy feet we bend. 
 
 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 ! 
 
 3 Come, Lord ! thy love alone can raise 
 
 In us the heavenly flame ; 
 Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
 Our hearts adore thy name. 
 
18 INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour ! 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. 
 
 ly Praise to the Saviour, C» JBf. 
 
 1 Oh ! for a thousand tongues to sing 
 
 My dear 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 calms my fears. 
 
 That bids my sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music to my ravished ears ; 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin. 
 
 He sets the pris'ner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood availed for me. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE, 19 
 
 Z\j God of Zove Invoiced* S* M, 
 
 1 My Grod, my life, my love ! 
 
 To thee, to tliee I call ; 
 I cannot live, if thou remove, 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels owe their Hiss ; 
 They sit around thy gracious throne, 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 
 3 Not all the harps above 
 
 Can make a heavenly place, 
 If God his residence remove, 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 4 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 
 
 Can one delight afford : 
 No, not a drop of real joy. 
 Without thy presence. Lord ! 
 
 5 Thou art the sea of love, 
 
 Where all my pleasures roll, 
 The circle where my passions move 
 And center of my souL 
 
 Zl JELoly Spirit Invoiced t S. JBT, 
 
 1 Co3iE, Holy Spirit ! come, 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 
20 INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 
 
 2 Convince us of our sin, 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
 And, to our wondering view, reveal 
 The secret love of God. 
 
 3 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 To pour fresh life in every part. 
 And new-create the whole. 
 
 4 Revive our drooping faith ; 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove ; 
 And kindle in our breast the flame 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 Z/i JPraising Jehovah^ 7s, 
 
 1 Great the joy when Christians meet; 
 Christian fellowship, how sweet, 
 When, their theme of praise the same, 
 They exalt Jehovah's name! 
 
 2 Sing we then eternal love, 
 Such as did the Father move ; 
 He beheld the world undone. 
 Loved the world, and gave his Son. 
 
 3 Sing the Son's unbounded love; 
 How he left the realms above, 
 Took our nature and our place, 
 lived and died to save our race. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE, 21 
 
 4 Sing we too the Spirit's love; 
 With our stubborn hearts he strove, 
 Chased the mists of sin away, 
 Turned our night to glorious day, 
 
 5 Great the joy, the union sweet, 
 When the saints in glory meet! 
 Where the theme is still the same ; 
 Where they praise Jehovah's name. 
 
 Zo Mejoieing in Mope, 7s« 
 
 1 Children of the heavenly Eang! 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing ; 
 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 Ye are traveling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Shout, ye httle flock and blest! 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest; 
 There, your seat is now prepared ; 
 There, your kingdom and reward. 
 
 4 Fear not, brethren ! joyful stand 
 On the borders of your land ; 
 Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
 Bids you undismayed go on. 
 
22 INVOCATION AND PRAISE, 
 
 5 Lord ! submissive make us go, 
 Gladly leaving all below ; 
 Only tbou our leader be, 
 And we still will follow tbee. 
 
 <o4: Votuing Service* C* M, 
 
 1 What shall I render to my God, 
 
 For all his kindness shown? 
 My feet shall visit thine abode, 
 My songs address thy throne. 
 
 2 How much is mercy thy delight. 
 
 Thou ever blessed God ! 
 How dear thy servants in thy sight, 
 How precious is their blood ! 
 
 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. 
 
 4 Now I am thine — for ever thine ; 
 
 Nor shall my purpose move ; 
 Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, 
 And bound me with thy love. 
 
 5 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow. 
 
 And thy rich grace record ; 
 Witness, ye saints ! who hear me now, 
 K I forsake the Lord. 
 
INVOCATION AND PRAISE. 23 
 
 2o Singing Salvation. C* M, 
 
 1 My Saviour ! my almiglity Friend ! 
 
 When I begin thy praise. 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 The numbers of thy grace? 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust : 
 
 Thy goodness I adore ; 
 And, since I knew thy graces first, 
 I speak thy glories more. 
 
 3 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 Of the celestial road ; 
 And march, with courage, in thy strength, 
 To see my Father God. 
 
 4 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
 
 The vict'ries of my King! 
 My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, 
 Shall thy salvation sing. 
 
 5 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ! 
 
 With this delightful song, 
 
 I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
 
 Nor think the season long. 
 
 THE SCEIPTUEES. 
 
 26 Tlie Word, C JT. 
 
 1 Father of mercies ! in thy word 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 For ever be thy name adored, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
24 THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice. 
 
 Spreads heav'nly i)eace around; 
 And life, and everlasting joys, 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Oil ! may those heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever-dear delight; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 4 Divine instructor, gracious Lord ! 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 27 The Spirit and the Word* C. M. 
 
 1 The Spirit breathes upon the word, 
 
 And brings the truth to sight ; 
 Precepts and promises afford 
 A sanctifying Hght. 
 
 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
 
 Majestic like the sun: 
 It gives a light to every age ; 
 It gives, but borrows none. 
 
 3 The hand, that gave it, still supplies, 
 
 The gracious light and heat ; 
 His truths upon the nations rise, 
 They rise, but never set, 
 
THE SCRIPTURES. 25 
 
 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display. 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 5 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The steps of him I love, 
 Till glory breaks upon my view, 
 In brighter worlds above. 
 
 ^O Revelation, X. M, 
 
 1 God, in the gospel of his Son. 
 Makes his eternal counsels known, 
 Where love in all its glory shines. 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Here, sinners of a humble frame 
 
 May taste his grace, and learn his name ; 
 May read, in characters of blood, 
 The wisdom, pow'r, and grace of God. 
 
 3 Here, faith reveals, to mortal eyes, 
 A brighter world beyond the skies ; 
 
 Here, shines the light which guides our way 
 From earth to realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Oh ! grant us grace, almighty Lord ! 
 To read and mark thy holy word. 
 Its truths with meekness to receive, 
 And by its holy precepts Hve. 
 
26 GOD. 
 
 5 May this blest volume ever lie 
 
 Close to my lieart, and near mine eye, 
 Till life's last heur, my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
 4i\j Nature and Hevelation, X. 31 » 
 
 1 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 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise. 
 
 Round the whole earth, and never stand : 
 So, when thy truth began its race. 
 It touched and glanced on every land. 
 
 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. 
 
 4 Great Sun of Righteousness ! arise ; 
 
 Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 
 
 GOD. 
 
 30 God's Eternity, C* 3/. 
 
 1 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! 
 
 What worthless worms are we ! 
 
GOD. 27 
 
 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. 
 
 3 Eternity, with all its years, 
 
 Stands present in thy view : 
 To thee there's nothing old appears; 
 Great Grod! 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. 
 
 o\_ Crocl's Omnipresence, C. 3f, 
 
 1 In all my vast concerns with thee. 
 
 In vain my soul would try, 
 To shun thy presence, Lord ! or flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
28 GOD. 
 
 3 My thouglits lie open to the Lord, 
 
 Before they're formed within; 
 And, ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 He knows the sense I mean. 
 
 4 Oh! wondrous knowledge, deep and liigh, 
 
 Where can a creature hide? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie. 
 Enclosed 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 sovereign love. 
 
 O/i God's JPerfection, X. 2tf* 
 
 1 High in the heav'ns, eternal God ! 
 
 Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
 Thy truth shall break through every cloud, 
 That veils or darkens thy designs. 
 
 2 Forever firm thy justice stands, 
 
 As mountains their foundations keep ; 
 Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
 Thy judgments are a mighty deep. , 
 
 3 My 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. 
 
GOD. 29 
 
 4 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, 
 
 00 ijrod^s Omniscience, X. 3£. 
 
 1 Lokd! thou hast searched and seen me 
 
 through : 
 Thine eye commands with piercing view, 
 My rising and my resting hours, 
 My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 
 
 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, 
 
 I am surrounded still with God. 
 
 4 Oh ! 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. 
 
 o4 God's Goodfiess, S. ]}T, 
 
 1 My Maker and my King ! 
 To thee my all I owe ; 
 3 -^ 
 
30 GOD. 
 
 Thy sov^-eign bounty is the spring, 
 Whence all my blessings flow. 
 
 2 The creature of thy hand, 
 
 On thee alone I live ; 
 My God ! thy benefits demand 
 More praise than life can give. 
 
 3 Shall I withhold thy due? 
 
 And shall my passions rove? 
 Lord ! form this wretched heart anew, 
 And fill it with thy love. 
 
 4 Oh ! let thy grace inspire 
 
 My soul with strength divine ; 
 Let all my powers to thee aspire, 
 And all my days be thine. 
 
 35 Tlie Good Shepherd, S. M, 
 
 1 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 heavenly 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. 
 
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 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. 
 
 36 God's Mercy, C. M, 
 
 1 When all thy mercies, my God ! 
 
 My rising soul surveys. 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 2 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
 
 My daily thanks employ; 
 Nor is the least a cheerful heart. 
 That tastes those gifts with joy. 
 
 3 Through every period of my life, 
 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue; 
 And after death, in distant worlds, 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
 4 Through all eternity to thee 
 
 A joyful song I'll raise ; 
 
 But oh! eternity's too short 
 
 To utter all thy praise. 
 
 oT JProvidence. C, M. 
 
 1 God moves in a mysterious way. 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
32 , GOD. 
 
 2 Deep, in unfatliomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works liis sovereign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints ! fresh courage take ; 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence, 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 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. 
 
 o8 G^od a Mock, C. M, 
 
 1 GrOD ! my supporter and my hope, 
 My help for ever near, 
 Thine arm of mercy held me up, 
 When sinking in despair. 
 
GOD. € 
 
 2 Thy counsels, Lord ! shall guide my feet, 
 
 Through this dark wilderness ; 
 Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, 
 To dwell before thy face. 
 
 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 
 
 'T would be no joy to me; 
 And, while 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 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. 
 
 39 God a Shepherd, ۥ M. 
 
 1 My Shepherd will supply my need, 
 
 Jehovah is his name ; 
 In pastures fresh he makes me feed. 
 Beside the living stream. 
 
 2 He brings my wandering spirit back, 
 
 When I forsake his ways ; 
 And leads me, for his mercy's sake, 
 In paths of truth and grace. 
 
34 GOD. 
 
 3 When I walk through the shades of death, 
 
 Th}'^ presence is my stay ; 
 A word of thy supporting breath 
 Drives all my fears away. 
 
 4 The sure provisions of my God 
 
 Attend me all my days ; 
 Oh 1 may thy house be mine abode, 
 And all my work be pi-aise. 
 
 5 There would I find a settled rest, 
 
 While others go and come, 
 No more a stranger or a guest, 
 But like a child at home. 
 
 40 God a Comf<yt*ter* lis, 
 
 1 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 stray. 
 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. 
 
aoD. 35 
 
 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; 
 With blessings unmeasured my cup run- 
 neth o'er; 
 With perfume and oil thou anointest my 
 head; 
 Oh ! what shall I ask of thy providence 
 more? 
 
 41 God a Guide, C. M. 
 
 1 My soul ! triumphant in the Lord. 
 
 Proclaim thy joys abroad. 
 And march with holy vigor on, 
 Supported by thy God. 
 
 2 Through every winding maze of life, 
 
 His hand has been my guide ; 
 And, in his long-experienced care. 
 My heart shall still confide. 
 
 3 His grace through all the desert flows, 
 
 An unexhausted stream ; 
 That grace, on Zion's sacred mount, 
 Shall be my endless theme. 
 
 42 God a Protector, C. M, 
 
 1 Dear Father! to thy mercy- seat 
 My soul for shelter flies : 
 'Tis here I find a safe retreat, 
 When storms and tempests rise. 
 
36 GOD. 
 
 2 My cheerful hope can never die. 
 
 If thou, my God ! art near ; 
 Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
 And banish ev'ry fear. 
 
 3 My great Protector, and my Lord ! 
 
 Thy constant aid impart; 
 Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word 
 Sustain my trembling heart. 
 
 4 Oh ! never let my soul remove 
 
 From this divine retreat : 
 Still let me trust thy power and love, 
 And dwell beneath thy feet. 
 
 43 <^od a Mefuge, ۥ M, 
 
 1 Dear refuge of my weary soul ! 
 
 On thee, when sorrows rise. 
 On thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 
 
 For thou alone canst heal : 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief. 
 For every pain I feel. 
 
 3 But oh ! when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call thee mine ; 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
CHRIST. 3T 
 
 4 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
 
 And shall I seek in vain? 
 And can the ear of sovereign grace 
 Be deaf when I complain? 
 
 5 No, — still the ear of sovereign grace 
 
 Attends the mourner's prayer: 
 Oh ! may I ever find access 
 To breathe my sorrows there ! 
 
 6 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; 
 
 Here let mj^ soul retreat ; 
 With humble hope attend thy will^ 
 And wait beneath thy feet, 
 
 CHKIST. 
 
 44 Angels' Song» Ss & 7s^ 
 
 1 Hx\iiK ! what mean those holy voices, 
 
 Sweetly sounding through the skies? 
 Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices, 
 Heav'nly hallelujahs rise. 
 
 2 Listen to the wondrous story, 
 
 "Which they chant in hymns of joy: 
 ' ' Griory 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 
 
38 CHRIST. 
 
 i ' ' Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 
 Heaven and earth ! his praises sing: 
 Oh ! 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 most high!" 
 
 43 Christ bom* 8s <£r 7s. 
 
 1 Hail, thou long-expected Jesus ! 
 
 Born to set thy people free ; 
 From our sins and fears release us, 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints, thou art; 
 Long-desired of every nation, 
 Joy of every waiting heart. 
 
 3 Born, thy people to deliver. 
 
 Born a child, yet God our King, 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 
 Bule in all our hearts alone ; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit. 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
CHRIST. 39 
 
 46 Glcid Tidings. C, M, 
 
 1 While shepherds watched their flocks by 
 
 night, 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 2 "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread, 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind, 
 "Grlad tidings of great joy I bring. 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 "To you, in David's town, this day, 
 
 Is born of David's line, 
 The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, 
 And this shall be the sign. 
 
 4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find. 
 
 To human view displayed. 
 All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph — and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, who thus 
 Addressed their joyful song: — 
 
 6 "All glory be to God on high, 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good-will henceforth from heaven to men 
 Begin, and never cease ! " 
 
40 CHRIST. 
 
 ± 1 T7ie Saviour Comes* C. M, 
 
 ] Hark, the glad sound ! the Sayioui' comes, 
 The SavioT\r, promised long ; 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 xlnd every voice a song. 
 
 "1 On him the Spirit, largely poured, 
 Exerts his sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and love, 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
 3 He comes, — the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held; 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters jdeld. 
 
 4 He comes, — the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 And, with the treasures of his grace, 
 T' enrich the humble poor. 
 
 48 Clunstf the Star of BetJileJiem, i, Jff. 
 
 1 When, marshaled on the nightly plain. 
 
 The glitt'ring host bestud the sky. 
 One star alone, of all the train. 
 
 Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. 
 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 
 
 From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem : 
 But one alone the Saviour speaks — 
 
 It is the Star of Bethlehem. 
 
CHRIST. 41 
 
 ! Once on the raging seas I rode, 
 
 The storm was loud, the night was dark. 
 The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
 
 The wind that toss'd my found' ring 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. 
 
 It was my guide, my light, my all ; * 
 
 It bade my dark forebodings 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 evermore, 
 
 The Star— the Star of Bethlehem! 
 
 49 ChHst, the Way, Truth, and Life, C* M, 
 
 1 Thou art the Way; — to thee alone 
 
 From sin and death we flee ; 
 And he, who would the Father seek, 
 Must seek him. Lord ! in thee. 
 
 2 Thou art the Truth ; — thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart; 
 Thou only canst instruct the mind, 
 And purify the heart, 
 4 * 
 
42 ciimsT. 
 
 3 Thou art the Life; — the rending tomb, 
 Proclaims thy conquering arm ; 
 And those who put their trust in thee 
 Not death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 50 Clirist, the Star of the East, lis & 10s. 
 
 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morn- 
 
 .ing! 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine 
 aid ; 
 Star of the East ! — the horizon adorning — 
 Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
 2 Cold on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining ; 
 
 Low Hes his head, with the beasts of the 
 stall: 
 Angels adore him, in slumber reclining. 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 
 
 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Edom, and offerings divine? 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
 ocean. 
 Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the 
 mine? 
 
 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 
 Yainly with gold, would his favor secure ; 
 Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
CHRIST. 43 
 
 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend ns thine 
 aid; 
 Star of the East! — the horizon adorning — 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
 01 Chinstf the Dai/ -Star. lis, 
 
 1 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sadness ; 
 
 Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no 
 
 more ; 
 Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of 
 
 gladness ; 
 Arise, — for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 
 
 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm. that sub- 
 
 dued them, 
 And scattered their legions, was mightier 
 
 far: 
 They fled, like the chaiF, from the scourge 
 
 that pursued them ; 
 Yain were their steeds and their chariots 
 
 of war. 
 
 3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that hath saved 
 
 thee, 
 Extolled with the harp and the timbrel 
 
 should be ; 
 Shout, — for the foe is destroyed that enslaved 
 
 thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is 
 
 free. 
 
44 CHRIST. 
 
 OZ CJirisi adored by Seraphs, H, M, 
 
 1 Hark! hark! the {notes of joy 
 
 Roll o'er the heavenly plains, 
 And seraphs find employ 
 
 For their sublimest strains ; 
 Some new delight in heaven is known ; 
 Loud sound the harps around the throne. 
 
 2 Hark ! hark ! the sounds draw nigh, 
 
 The joyful hosts descend; 
 Jesus forsakes the sky, 
 
 To earth his footsteps bend ; 
 He comes to bless our fallen race ; 
 He comes with messages of grace. 
 
 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ; 
 
 Let every mortal know 
 What love in God is found, 
 . What pity he can show ; 
 Ye winds that blow ! ye waves that roll ! 
 Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 
 
 4 Strike — strike the harps again, 
 
 To great Immanuel's name; 
 Arise, ye sons of men! 
 
 And all his grace proclaim ; 
 Angels and men ! wake every string, 
 'Tis Grod the Saviour's praise we sing! 
 
CHRIST. 45. 
 
 00 Christ heralded by Angels, 7s» 
 
 1 Hark! the herald angels sing, 
 ' ' Grlory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
 Grod and sinners reconciled. ' ' 
 
 2 Joyful, all ye nations! rise, 
 Join the triumph of the skies ; 
 With th' angelic host proclaim, 
 ''Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
 
 3 Mild he lays his glory by, 
 
 Born that man no more may die ; 
 Born to raise the sons of earth ; 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 
 54 Christ's Cross. X. M, 
 
 1 When I survey the wondrous cross. 
 
 On which the Prince of glory died. 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast, 
 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God i 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See, — from his head, his hands, his feet. 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down! 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 
 
.46 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love, so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 00 Tlie Crucified Saviour, X. 3T« 
 
 1 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 wound ; 
 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 and wonder flow. 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain? 
 
 4 Come, dearest Lord ! thy grace impart 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart ; 
 Till all its powers and passions move, 
 In melting grief and ardent love. 
 
 56 Christ's Cry on the Cross. 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 
CHRIST. 47 
 
 See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
 Shakes the earth and veils the sky : 
 
 ''It is finished!" 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry. 
 
 2 " It is finished ! " — Oh! what pleasure 
 
 Do these charming words afibrd ! 
 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 I 
 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme : 
 All in earth and heaven, uniting. 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name: 
 
 HaUelujah! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb I 
 
 f)7 Christ on tJie Cross, C, M, 
 
 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 Nailed to the shameful tree ; 
 How vast the love that him inclined 
 To bleed and die for me ! 
 
 2 Hark ! how he groans, while nature shakes, 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend! 
 The temple's veil asunder breaks. 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 
48 CHRIST. 
 
 3 'Tis done! the precious ransom 's paid; 
 
 ' ' Receive my soul ! " lie cries : 
 See — liow he bows his sacred head ! 
 He bows his head and dies. 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's iron chain, 
 
 And in full glory shine : 
 Lamb of God! was ever pain. 
 Was ever love like thine? 
 
 00 Tower of the Cross. X. M» 
 
 1 We sing the praise of him who died, 
 
 Of him who died upon the cross : 
 The sinner's hope let men deride, 
 For this we count the world but loss. 
 
 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see. 
 
 In shining letters, ' ' God is love : ' ' 
 He bears our sins upon the tree, 
 He brings us mercy from above. 
 
 3 The cross ! it takes our guilt away, 
 
 It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
 
 It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
 
 And sweetens every bitter cup. 
 
 4 It makes the coward spirit brave. 
 
 And nerves the feeble arm for fight : 
 It takes its terrors from the grave, 
 And gilds the bed of death with Hght. 
 
CHRIST. 49 
 
 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
 
 The measure and the pledge of love ; 
 'Tis all that sinners want below, 
 'Tis all that angels know above. 
 
 59 Wonders of the Cross, X. M, 
 
 1 Nature with open volume stands, 
 
 To spread her Maker's praise abroad; 
 And every labor of his hands 
 Shows something worthy of a God. 
 
 2 But, in the grace that rescued man, 
 
 His brightest form of glory shines ; 
 
 Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn, 
 
 In precious blood and crimson lines. 
 
 3 Oh ! the sweet wonders of that cross. 
 
 Where Christ, the Saviour, loved and died : 
 Her noblest life my spirit draws. 
 From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 
 
 4 I would forever speak his name, ^ 
 
 In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 
 With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
 And worship at his Father's throne. 
 
 0(J Christ Mising, 7*. 
 
 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 
 Jesus scatters all its gloom ; 
 Day of triumph through the skies, 
 See the glorious Saviour rise ! 
 
50 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Ye, who are of death afraid, 
 Triumpli 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. 
 
 Christ Misen, S, M, 
 
 61 
 
 1 ' ' The Lord is risen indeed ! 
 
 Then is his work performed ; 
 The mighty captive now is freed. 
 And death, our foe, disarmed. 
 
 2 '*The Lord is risen indeed!" 
 
 He lives to die no more ; 
 He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, 
 Whose curse and shame he bore. 
 
 3 ' ' The Lord is risen indeed ! ' ' 
 
 Then hell has lost his prey ; 
 With him is risen the ransomed seed. 
 To reign in endless day. 
 
 4 ''The Lord is risen indeed!" 
 
 Attending angels ! hear ; 
 Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
CHRIST. 51 
 
 Then wake your golden lyres, 
 And strike each tuneful chord ; 
 
 Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs ! 
 To sing our risen Lord. 
 
 \)*Z Christ Conquering, S, M, 
 
 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose ; 
 
 The Saviour left the dead ; 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 
 High raised his conquering head : 
 In wild dismay, 
 
 The guards around, 
 Fall to the ground, 
 
 And sink away. 
 
 2 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 
 In full assembly meet, 
 To wait his high commands. 
 
 And worship at his feet : 
 Jojrful they come. 
 
 And wing their way, 
 Froni realms of day, 
 
 To Jesus' tomb. 
 
 3 Then back to heaven they fly. 
 
 The joyful news to bear : 
 
 Hark, as they soar on high. 
 
 What music fills the air ! 
 
62 CHRIST. 
 
 Their antliems say, 
 
 ''Jesus, who bled, 
 Has left the dead ; 
 
 He rose to-day. ' * 
 
 63 Christ, King, H, M, 
 
 1 Rejoice! the Lord is King ! 
 
 Your God and King adore ; 
 Mortals, give thanks, and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints ! rejoice. 
 
 2 His kingdom cannot fail ; 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heaven; 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Jesus given : 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 Rejoice aloud, ye saints! rejoice. 
 
 3 Rejoice in glorious hope; 
 
 Jesus, the Judge shall come, 
 And take his servants up 
 
 To their eternal home : 
 "We soon shall hear the archangel's voice, 
 The trump of God shall sound, — Rejoice. 
 
 04 ChHstf Intercessor* X. JIT, 
 
 1 He lives, the great Redeemer lives ! 
 What joy the blest assurance gives! 
 
CHRIST. 53 
 
 And now, before his Father-God, 
 Pleads the full merits of his blood. 
 
 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 
 And justice, armed with frowns, appears; 
 But, in the Saviour's lovely face. 
 Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 
 
 3 In every dark, distressful hour, 
 When sin and Satan join their power, 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart. 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
 4 Great Advocate, almighty Friend ! 
 On thee our humble hopes depend: 
 Our cause can never, never fail. 
 For Jesus pleads, and must prevail, 
 
 00 Christ, HigJi- Priest and King, Ij, M, 
 
 1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 
 
 The wonders of his dying love. 
 Be humble honors paid below. 
 And strains of nobler praise above. 
 
 2 'Twas he that cleansed our foulest sins, 
 
 And washed us in his richest blood ; 
 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, 
 And brings us rebels near to God. 
 
 3 To Jesus, our atoning priest, 
 
 To Jesus, our superior king, 
 Be everlasting power confessed, 
 And every tongue his glory sing. 
 6 * 
 
54 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Behold ! on flying clouds lie comes. 
 
 And every eye shall see him move : 
 Though with our sins we pierced him once, 
 Then he displays his pardoning love. 
 
 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, 
 
 While we rejoice to see the day : 
 Come, Lord ! nor let thy jDromise fail. 
 Nor let thy chariot long delay. 
 
 66 CJirist Ituling the World. C. M. 
 
 1 Joy to the world, — the Lord is come ; 
 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let ev'ry heart prepare him room. 
 And heav'n and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth, — the Saviour 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 blessings 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. 
 
CHRIST. 55 
 
 7 Christ worthy to Meign, X. M, 
 
 1 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway, 
 
 In earth and heaven, the Lord of all ! 
 Let all the powers of earth obey. 
 And low before his footstool fall. 
 
 2 Higher — still higher swell the strain : 
 
 Creation's voice the note prolong! 
 Jesus the Lamb shall ever reign : » 
 
 Let hallelujahs crown the song. 
 
 bo Christ Meigning in Heaven, 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
 
 Sound the notes of praise above, 
 Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 
 
 Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 
 See ! he sits on yonder throne ; 
 Jesus rules the world alone. 
 
 Hallelujah! hallelujah! hallelujah! amen, 
 
 2 Jesus ! hail ! whose glory brightens 
 
 All above, and gives it worth; 
 Lord of life ! thy smile enlightens, 
 
 Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth ! 
 When we think of love like thine, 
 Lord ! we own it love divine. 
 
 3 King of glory ! reign forever, 
 
 Thine an everlasting crown ; 
 Nothing from thy love shall sever 
 Those whom thou hast made thine own; 
 
66 CHRIST. 
 
 Happy objects of thy grace, 
 Destined to behold thy face. 
 4 Saviour ! hasten thine appearing ; 
 Bring — oh ! bring the glorious day, 
 When, the awful summons hearing, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
 Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, 
 ^'Grlory, glory to our King.'* 
 
 by Christ^s J^ordship» H* M, 
 
 1 Join all the glorious names 
 
 Of wisdom, love, and power, 
 That ever mortals knew, 
 
 That angels ever bore : 
 All are too mean to speak his worth, 
 To mean to set my Saviour forth. 
 
 2 Great Prophet of our God ! 
 
 Our tongues would bless thy name ; 
 By thee the joyful news 
 
 Of our salvation came : 
 The joyful news of sins forgiven. 
 Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
 
 3 Jesus, our great high-priest. 
 
 Hath shed his blood and died ; 
 My guilty conscience needs 
 
 No sacrifice beside : 
 His precious blood did once atone, 
 And now it pleads before the throne. 
 
CHRIST. 57 
 
 4 thou almighty Lord, 
 
 Our Conqueror and our King ! 
 Thy scepter and thy sword, 
 
 Thy reigning grace, we sing ; 
 Thine is the power ; oh ! make us sit, 
 In wilHng bonds, beneath thy feet. 
 
 70 ChHsVs 3Iission, U. M, 
 
 1 Come, every pious heart, 
 
 That loves the Saviour's name ! 
 Your noblest powers exert. 
 
 To celebrate his fame ; 
 Tell all above, and all below, 
 The debt of love to him you owe. 
 
 2 He left his starry crown. 
 
 And laid his robes aside ; 
 On wings of love came down, 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died : 
 What he endured, no tongue can tell^ 
 To save our souls from death and hell. 
 
 3 From the dark grave he rose. 
 
 The mansion of the dead ; 
 And thence his mighty foes 
 
 In glorious triumph led: 
 Up through the sky the conqueror rode, 
 And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 
 
 4 From thence he'll quickly come, 
 
 His chariot will not stay. 
 
68 CHRIST. 
 
 And bear our spirits home 
 
 To realms of endless day: 
 There shall we see his lovely face. 
 And ever be in his embrace. 
 
 I i Christ's Exaltation, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Jesus ! hail ! enthroned in glory, 
 
 There forever to abide ; 
 All the heav'nly host adore thee, 
 Seated at thy Father's side. 
 
 2 There for sinners thou art pleading, 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare ; 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing. 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudest praises, without ceasing. 
 Meet it is for us to give. 
 
 4 Help, ye bright angelic spirits ! 
 
 Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits. 
 Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 
 
 72 Christ's Zove, C, M, 
 
 1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, 
 We wretched sinners lay. 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope. 
 Or spark of glimmering day. 
 
CHRIST. 59 
 
 2 With pitying eyes tlie Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief; 
 He saw, and — oh ! amazing love ! — 
 He ran to our relief 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above, 
 
 With joyful haste he fled, 
 Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 4 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break ; 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
 5 Angels! assist our mighty joys; 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But, when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 j O Christ's Majesty^ X. M* 
 
 1 Around the Saviour's lofty throne, 
 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand sing ; 
 They worship him as God alone, 
 And crown him, everlasting King. 
 
 2 Approach, ye saints ! this God is yours, 
 
 'Tis Jesus fills the throne above: 
 
 Ye cannot want while God endures ; 
 
 Ye cannot fail while God is love. 
 
60 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Jesus, thou everlasting King! 
 
 To thee the praise of heaven belongs ! 
 Yet smile on us who fain would bring 
 The tribute of our humble songs. 
 
 4 Though sin defile our worship here, 
 
 We hope ere long thy face to view ; 
 
 And, when our souls in heaven appear, 
 
 We'll praise thy name as angels do. 
 
 74 Christ's Glory and Grace, Jj, M» 
 
 1 Now to the Lord a noble song ! 
 Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! 
 Hosanna to th' eternal name, 
 
 And all his boundless love proclaim. 
 
 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
 The brightest image of his grace ! 
 God, in the person of his Son, 
 Has all his mightiest works outdone. 
 
 3 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme: 
 My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name: 
 Ye angels! dwell upon the sound; 
 
 Ye heavens ! reflect it to the ground. 
 
 4 Oh ! may I reach that happy place, 
 Where he unveils his lovely face. 
 Where all his beauties you behold. 
 And sing his name to harps of gold. 
 
CHEIST. 61 
 
 75 Christ's Godhead* 8s & 7«« 
 
 1 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee, 
 
 May a mortal lisp thy name? 
 Lord of men, as well as angels ! 
 
 Thou art every creature's theme: 
 Lord of every land and nation ! 
 
 Ancient of eternal days ! 
 Sounded through the wide creation, 
 
 Be thy just and lawful praise. 
 
 2 For the grandeur of thy nature — 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought; 
 For the wonders of creation, 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought ; 
 For thy providence, that governs 
 
 Through thine empire's wide domain, 
 Wings j^n angel, guides a sparrow ; 
 
 Blessed be thy gentle reign. 
 
 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption. 
 
 Bright, though veiled in darkness long, 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 
 
 Who can sing that wondrous song? 
 Brightness of the Father's glory! 
 
 Shall thy praise unuttered lie? 
 Break, my tongue, such guilty silence, 
 
 Sing the Lord who came to die : 
 
 4 From the highest throne of glory 
 
 To the cross of deepest woe, 
 6 
 
62 CHRIST. 
 
 Came to ransom guilty captives ! 
 
 Flow, my praise ! forever flow. 
 Reascend, immortal Saviour! 
 
 Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 
 Thence return and reign forever ; 
 
 Be the kingdom all thine own ! 
 
 lb iJhTist's Righteousness, S, M, 
 
 1 How heavy is the night 
 
 That hangs upon our eyes 
 Till Christ, with his reviving light, 
 Over our souls arise. 
 
 2 Our guilty spirits dread 
 
 To meet the wrath of heav'n: 
 But in his righteousness array' d, 
 We see our sins forgiv'n. 
 
 3 Unholy and impure 
 
 Are all our thoughts and ways ; 
 His hands infected nature cure, 
 With sanctifying grace. 
 
 4 The powers of hell agree 
 
 To hold our souls in vain ; 
 He sets the sons of bondage free, 
 And breaks the cursed chain. 
 
 5 Lord ! we adore thy ways 
 
 To bring us near to Grod ; 
 Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, 
 And thine atoning blood. 
 
CHRIST. 63 
 
 77 Christ's Mediation, S, M, 
 
 1 Kaise your triumpliant songs 
 
 To an immortal tune ; 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 T was mercy filled the throne, 
 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 When Christ was sent with pardons, down 
 To rebels doomed to die. 
 
 3 Now, sinners ! dry your tears ; 
 
 Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
 
 Bow to the scepter of his love, 
 
 And take the offered peace. 
 
 4 Lord ! we obey thy call ; 
 
 We lay an humble claim 
 To the salvation thou hast brought, 
 And lov6 and praise thy name. 
 
 7o Christ's Sympathy, C. M, 
 
 1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
 
 Our great High-Priest above ; 
 And celebrate his constant care. 
 His sympathetic love. 
 
 2 Though raised to a superior throne. 
 
 Where angels bow around. 
 And high o'er all the shining train, 
 With matchless honors crowned ; 
 
64 CHRIST. 
 
 3 The names of all his saints he bears 
 
 Deep graven on his heart ; 
 Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
 That he has lost his part. 
 
 4 Those characters shall fair abide, 
 
 Our everlasting trust, 
 When gems, and monuments, and crowns, 
 Are mouldered down to dust. 
 
 5 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast. 
 
 May thy dear name be worn, 
 A sacred ornament and guard, 
 To endless ages borne. 
 
 79 Christ, the Meconciler, C» M, 
 
 1 Dearest of all the names above. 
 
 My Jesus and my God ! 
 Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
 Or trifle with thy blood? 
 
 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death. 
 
 The Father smiles again ; 
 'Tis by thine interceding breath. 
 The Spirit dwells with men. 
 
 3 Till Grod in hiunan flesh I see. 
 
 My thoughts no comfort find ; 
 The holy, just, and sacred Three 
 Are terrors to my mind. 
 
CHRIST. 65 
 
 4 But, if Immanuel's face appear. 
 
 My hope, my joy begins; 
 His name forbids my slavisli fear, 
 His grace removes my sins. 
 
 5 While Jews on their own law rely, 
 
 And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
 I love th' incarnate mystery, 
 And there I fix my trust. 
 
 oO Christ's Salvation, C, M, 
 
 1 The Saviour ! oh ! what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
 Its influence ev'ry fear disarms. 
 And spreads sweet peace around. 
 
 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 
 
 In rich effusion flow, 
 For guilty rebels, lost in sin, 
 And doomed to endless woe. 
 
 3 Oh ! the rich depths of love divine, 
 
 Of bliss a boundless store ! 
 Dear Saviour ! 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 Saviour, and my all. 
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66 CHRIST. 
 
 ol Chr^ist's Excellency* C, M» 
 
 1 Intinite loveliness is thine, 
 
 Thou glorious Prince of grace ! 
 Thine uncreated beauties shine, 
 With never-fading ra3'S. 
 
 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, 
 
 Come bending at thy feet ; 
 To thee their prayers and songs ascend, 
 In thee their wishes meet. 
 
 3 Millions of happy spirits live 
 
 On thine exhaustless store ; 
 From thee they all their bliss receive. 
 And heaven can give no more, 
 
 4 Thou art their triumph and their jo}^. 
 
 They find their life in thee ; 
 Thy glories will their tongues employ. 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 82 Christ's Blood, C, M, 
 
 1 There is a fountain fill'd with blood, 
 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins; 
 And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The djdng thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 And there may I, though vile as he. 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
CHRIST. 67 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its pow'r, 
 Till all the ransom' d church of God 
 Be 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. 
 
 Ou Ctirist's Commission* C M* 
 
 1 Come, happy souls ! approach your God 
 
 With new melodious songs ; 
 
 Come, render to almighty grace 
 
 The tribute of your tongues. 
 
 2 So strange, so boundless was the love 
 
 That pitied dying men, 
 The Father sent his equal Son 
 To give them life again. 
 
 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus ! were not armed 
 
 With a revenging rod ; 
 No hard commission to perform 
 The vengeance of a God. 
 
68 CHRIST. 
 
 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 
 
 And wrath forsook tlie throne 
 When Christ on the kind errand came, 
 And brought salvation down. 
 
 5 Here, sinners ! you may heal your wounds, 
 
 And wipe your sorrows dry ; 
 Trust in the mighty Saviour's name. 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 o4 Christ's Sacrifice* S» M, 
 
 1 Not all the blood of beasts, 
 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name. 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her hand 
 
 On that dear head of thine, 
 While, like a penitent, I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 
 The burdens thou didst bear. 
 When hanging on th' accursed tree. 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
CHRIST, 69 
 
 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see tlie curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb witb cheerful voice, 
 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
 85 TTnion to Christ, S, M, 
 
 1 Dear Saviour ! we are thine 
 
 By everlasting bonds ; 
 Our names, our hearts, we would resign; 
 Our hearts are in thy hands. 
 
 2 To thee we still would cleave, 
 
 With ever-growing zeal ; 
 If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
 Oh! let them ne'er prevail. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit shall unite 
 
 Our souls to thee, our head ; 
 Shall form us to thine image bright, 
 That we thy paths may tread. 
 
 4 Death may our souls divide 
 
 From these abodes of clay; 
 But love shall keep us near thy side, 
 Through all the gloomy way. 
 
 5 Sijice Christ and we are one. 
 
 Why should we doubt and fear? 
 If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, 
 He'll fix his members there. 
 
hTO CHRIST. 
 
 86 J^/e in Christ, X. M. 
 
 1 When sins and fears prevailing rise, 
 
 And fainting hope almost expires, 
 Jesus ! to tliee I lift mine eyes, 
 To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 
 
 2 If my immortal Saviour Hves, 
 
 Then my immortal life is sure ; 
 His word a firm foundation gives ; 
 Here let me build and rest secure. 
 
 3 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, 
 
 Forever firm the promise stands ; 
 Not all the powers of earth and hell 
 Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 
 
 4 Here, my soul ! thy trust repose ; 
 
 If Jesus is forever mine, 
 Not death itself— that last of foes — 
 Shall break a union so divine. 
 
 7 Communion ^uith Christ. Ii, M, 
 
 1 Oh ! that I could forever dwell, 
 
 Delighted, at the Saviour'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 1 is there aught, from pole to pole. 
 One moment to compare with this? 
 
CHRIST. 71 
 
 3 This is the hidden life I prize, 
 
 A Hfe of penitential love ; 
 When most my follies I despise, 
 And raise my highest thoughts above : 
 
 4 When all I am, I clearly see, 
 
 And freely own, with deepest shame ; 
 When the Redeemer's love to me 
 Kindles within a deathless flame. 
 
 5 Thus would I live till nature fail, 
 
 And all my former sins forsake ; 
 Then rise to God, within the veil, 
 And of eternal joys partake. 
 
 88 Forgiveness in Christ, 8s & 7s, I>ouble, 
 
 1 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus ! 
 
 Only thee I wish to sing ; 
 To my soul thy name is precious, 
 
 Thou, my Prophet, Priest, and King : 
 Love I much? I've much forgiven, 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 Oh, what mercy flows from heaven! 
 
 Oh, what joy and happiness ! 
 
 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, 
 
 Unconcerned in sin I lay; 
 Swift destruction still pursuing, 
 Till my Saviour passed that way : 
 
72 CHRIST. 
 
 Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, 
 My Redeemer's tenderness: 
 
 Love I mucli? I've much forgiven, 
 I'm a miracle of grace ! 
 
 3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! 
 
 Praise the Lamb enthroned above ! 
 While, astonished, I admire 
 
 God's free grace and boundless love: 
 That blest moment I received him 
 
 Filled my soul with joy and peace; 
 Love I much? I've much forgiven, 
 
 I'm a miracle of grace ! 
 
 o9 Clecmsing in Christ* C. II , 
 
 1 Forever here my rest shall be, 
 
 Close to thy bleeding side ; 
 This all my hope and all my plea, 
 For me the Saviour died. 
 
 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, 
 
 Fountain for guilt and sin, 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
 And cleanse and keep me clean. 
 
 3 Th' atonement of thy blood apply, 
 
 Till faith to sight improve ; 
 Till hope in full fruition die, 
 And all my soul be love. 
 
CHRIST. 73 
 
 90 Itefuge in Christ, 7s, Donhie, 
 
 1 Jesus, lover of my soul ! 
 
 Let me to tliy bosom fly, 
 While the billows near me roll. 
 
 While the tempest still is high ; 
 Hide me, my Saviour ! hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life be past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 
 Oh ! receive my soul at last. 
 
 2 Other refuge have I none. 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on thee : 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me : 
 All my trust on thee is stayed ; 
 
 All my help from thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenseless head,. 
 
 With the shadow of thy wing. 
 
 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
 Let the healing streams abound. 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of thee ; 
 Spring thou up within my heart, 
 
 Eise to all eternity. 
 
74 CHRIST. 
 
 yi Hope in Christ, 7s, 
 
 1 Christ, of all ni}^ hopes the ground, 
 
 Christ, the spring of all my joy! 
 Still in thee let me be found, 
 
 Still for thee my powers employ. 
 Let thy love my heart inflame ; 
 
 Keep thy fear before my sight ; 
 Be thy praise my highest aim ; 
 
 Be thy smile my chief delight. 
 
 '1 Fountain of o'erflowing grace!. 
 
 Freely from thy fullness give ; 
 Till I close my earthly race, 
 
 Be it ''Christ for me to live!" 
 Firmly trusting in thy blood. 
 
 Nothing shall my heart confound : 
 Safely I shall pass the flood. 
 
 Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 
 
 92 Comfort in Christ, C, M. 
 
 1 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 wounded sphit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast : 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And, to the weary, rest. 
 
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 3 Jesus ! my shepherd, husband, friend, 
 
 My prophet, priest, and king, 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 4 \Yeak is the effort of my heart. 
 
 And cold my warmest thought; 
 But, when I see thee as thou art, 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 
 5 Till then I would thy love proclaim. 
 
 With every fleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of thy name 
 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 93 T7ie Name, Jesus, C M, 
 
 1 Jesus ! I love thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to my ear; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heaven should hear. 
 
 2 Yes, — thou art precious to my soul, 
 
 My joy, my hope, my trust; 
 Jewels to thee are gaudy toys. 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 3 All my capacious powers can wish. 
 
 In thee most richly meet ; 
 Not to mine eyes is light so dear, 
 Nor fiiendship half so sweet. 
 
76 CHKIST. 
 
 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 
 
 And sheds its fragrance there ; 
 The healing balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name, 
 
 With my last laboring breath ; 
 Then, speechless, clasp thee in mine arms, 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 y±: Christy the Mohe of Mighteousness, Ij» M, 
 
 1 Jesus ! thy robe of righteousness 
 My beauty is, my glorious dress : 
 'Mid flaming worlds, in this arrayed^ 
 With joy shall I lift up my head, 
 
 2 When, from the dust of death, I rise 
 To claim my mansion in the skies, 
 E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
 
 ''Jesus hath lived and died for me.'^ 
 
 3 This spotless robe the same appears. 
 When ruined nature sinks in years ; 
 No age can change its glorious hue ; 
 The robe of Christ is ever new, 
 
 4 Oh ! let the dead now hear thy voice ; 
 Now bid thy banished ones rejoice; 
 Their beauty this — their glorious dress, 
 Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness. 
 
CHRIST. 77 
 
 9^ Christ, the only Meftige* X. 31. 
 
 1 . Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 
 My refuge, my almiglity Friend ! 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend? 
 
 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, 
 
 A wretched wanderer from my Lord? 
 Can this dark world of sin and 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 ! outweighs 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. 
 
 yO Christ, our Example, C. M, 
 
 1 Behold ! where,~in a mortal form, 
 Appears each grace divine : 
 The virtues all in Jesus met, 
 With mildest radiance shine. 
 
78 CHRIST, 
 
 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 
 
 To give the mourner joy, 
 To preach glad tidings to the poor. 
 Was his divine employ. 
 
 3 ^Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn, 
 
 He, meek and patient stood, 
 His foes ungrateful sought his life, 
 Who labor' d for their good. 
 
 4 When, in the hour of deep distress, 
 
 Before his Father's throne, 
 With soul resigned, he bowed, and said, 
 "Thy will, not mine, be done!'' 
 
 5 Be Christ our pattern and our guide, 
 
 His image may we bear ; 
 Oh ! may we tread his holy steps, 
 His joy and glory share. 
 
 9 7 Xave to ChHst desired, €, M« 
 
 1 Thof lovely source of true delight, 
 
 Whom I unseen adore ! 
 Unveil thy beauties to my sight, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines; 
 
 But in thy sacred word, 
 I read in fairer, brighter lines, 
 
 My bleeding, dying Lord. 
 
CHRIST. 79 
 
 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 
 
 And sin and sorrow rise, 
 Thy love, with cheering beams of hope, 
 My fainting heart suppHes. 
 
 4 But, ah ! too soon the pleasing scene 
 
 Is clouded o'er with pain; 
 My gloomy fears rise dark between, 
 And I again complain. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light! 
 
 Oh ! come with blissful ray ; 
 Break radiant through the shades of night, 
 And chase my fears away. 
 
 98 Christ^s Worth Celebrated, C, P. M, 
 
 1 Oh ! could I speak the matchless worth, 
 Oh ! could I sound the glories forth. 
 
 Which in my Saviour shine ; 
 I'd soar and touch the heav'nly strings, 
 And vie with Grabriel, 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, 
 I would, to everlasting days, 
 
 Make all his glories known. 
 
80 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Soon tlie delightful day will come, 
 When my dear Lord shall bring me home. 
 
 And I shall see his face ; 
 Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, 
 A blest eternity I'll spend. 
 
 Triumphant in his grace. 
 
 yy Completeness in Christ, C. P, 31, 
 
 1 Co:me join, ye saints, with heart and voice. 
 Alone in Jesus to rejoice, 
 
 And worship at his feet ; 
 Come, take his praises on your tongues. 
 And raise to him your thankful songs, 
 '' In him ye are complete !" 
 
 2 In him, who all our praise excels, 
 The fullness of the Godhead dwells, 
 
 And all perfections meet ; 
 The head of all celestial powers, 
 Divinely theirs, divinely ours ; 
 ^ ' In him ye are complete 1 ' ' 
 
 3 Still onward urge your heavenly way, 
 Dependent on him day by day. 
 
 His presence still entreat ; 
 His precious name forever bless, 
 Your glory, strength, and righteousness, 
 ' ' In him ye are complete ! ' ' 
 
 4 Nor fear to pass the vale of death ; 
 In his dear arms resign your breath, 
 
CHKIST. 81 
 
 He'll make the passage sweet ; 
 The gloom and fears of death shall flee, 
 And your departing souls shall see 
 ' ' In him ye are complete 1 ' ' 
 
 lUU ChrisVs JLoving- Kindness, X. M, 
 
 1 Awake, my soul ! in joyful lays, 
 
 And sing the great Redeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from me ; 
 His loving-kindness, Oh ! how free ! 
 
 2 He saw me ruined by the fall, 
 Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved me from my lost estate ; 
 His loving-kindness. Oh ! how great ! 
 
 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood ; 
 
 His loving-kindness, Oh ! how good ! 
 
 4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers shall fail ; 
 Oh ! may my last expiring breath 
 His loving-kindness sing in death. 
 
 5 Then let me mount, and soar away 
 To the bright world of endless day. 
 And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving-kindness in the skies. 
 
82 CHRIST. 
 
 101 Christ's JLove, X. M* 
 
 1 I WAS a traitor doomed to die, * 
 
 Bound to endure eternal pains ; 
 When Jesus saw me from on high, 
 
 Was moved by love, and broke my chains. 
 
 2 Did melting pity stoop so low, 
 
 The Lord of heaven pour out his blood. 
 To save our rebel race from woe. 
 And be our Advocate with God ? 
 
 3 Infinite mercy ! boundless love ! 
 
 Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies ! 
 ■ The Son of God, his grace to prove, 
 
 Hangs on a tree, and groans, and dies ! 
 
 lU/^ Christ f the Way to Meaven, X. M» 
 
 1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, 
 He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 This is the way I long have sought. 
 And mourned because I found it not. 
 Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
 
 "Come hither, soul ! I am the way." 
 
 2 Lo ! glad I come, and thou blest Lamb ! 
 Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 
 
 My sinful self to thee I give. 
 Nothing but love shall I receive, 
 
CHRIST. 83 
 
 Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
 I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 And say, ' ' Behold the way to God. ' ' 
 
 lOd Christ's Example, i. M* 
 
 1 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. 
 
 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 desert thy temptations knew. 
 Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry 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. 
 
 104 Christ, the JRocJc of Ages, 7s, 
 
 1 Rock of ages, cleft for me ! 
 Let me hide myself in thee ; 
 
84 CHRIST. 
 
 Let the water and the blood, 
 From thy wounded side that flowed, 
 Be of sin the perfect cure ; 
 Save me, Lord ! and make me pure. 
 
 2 Should my tears for ever flow, 
 Should my zeal no languor know, 
 This for sin could not atone. 
 Thou must save, and thou alone : 
 In my hand no price I bring ; 
 Simply to thy cross I cling. 
 
 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When mine eyelids close in death, 
 When I rise to worlds unknown. 
 And behold thee on thy throne, 
 Kock of ages, cleft for me ! 
 
 Let me hide myself in thee. 
 
 Jl UO Christ, the JLanib of Calvary, 6s & 4s» 
 
 1 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 May thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart, 
 
CHRIST. 85 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As thou hast died for me, 
 Oh ! may my love to thee, 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be, 
 
 A living fire. 
 
 3 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 let me ever stray 
 
 From thee aside. 
 
 4 When ends life's transient dream. 
 When death's cold sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll, 
 Blest Saviour ! then in love, * 
 
 Fear and distrust remove ; 
 Oh ! bear me safe above, 
 
 A ransomed soul. 
 
 106 Christ Tinisted, 7s & 6s* 
 
 1 I LAY my sins on Jesus, 
 The spotless Lamb of Grod ; 
 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. 
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86 CHRIST. 
 
 2 I lay my wants on Jesus, 
 
 All fullness dwells in him ; 
 He healeth my diseases, 
 
 He doch my soul redeem. 
 I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
 
 My burdens and my cares ; 
 He from them all releases. 
 
 He all my sorrow shares. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 107 Christ Adored, 7s & 6s. 
 
 1 To thee my God and Saviour ! 
 
 My heart exulting sings, 
 Rejoicing in thy favor. 
 
 Almighty King of kings ! 
 I'll celebrate thy glory, 
 
 With all thy saints above, 
 And tell the joyful story 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 
 2 Soon as the morn, with roses 
 
 Bedecks the dewy east, 
 
CHRIST. 87 
 
 And when the sun repose? 
 
 Upon the ocean's breast 
 My voice, in supphcation, 
 
 Well pleased the Lord shall hear, 
 Oh ! grant me thy salvation, 
 
 And to my soul draw near. 
 3 By thee through life supported, 
 
 I'll pass the dangerous road, 
 With heavenly hosts escorted, 
 
 Up to thy bright abode ; 
 Then cast my crown before thee. 
 
 And, all my conflicts o'er, 
 Unceasingly adore thee : 
 
 What could an angel more? 
 
 108 Christ CJiosen, C. M, 
 
 1 To whom, my Saviour, 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 plait thy crown again. 
 And sharpen every thorn. 
 
 3 But I have felt thy dying love 
 
 Breathe gently through my heart, 
 To whisper hope of joys above ; 
 And can we ever part? 
 
88 CHRIST. 
 
 4 Ah! no, with thee I'll walk below, 
 My journey to the grave : 
 To whom, my Saviour, shall I go, 
 When only thou canst save. 
 
 J-Uy Jesus in the Heart, C, M, 
 
 1 Jesus ! Bang most wonderful ! 
 
 Thou Conqueror renowned ! 
 
 Thou Sweetness most ineffable ! 
 
 In whom all joys are found. 
 
 2 When once thou visitest the heart, 
 
 Then truth begins to shine ; 
 Then earthlj^ vanities depart ; 
 Then kindles love divine. 
 
 3 Jesus ! light of all below ! 
 
 Thou Fount of life and fire ! 
 Surpassing all the joys we know, 
 All that we can desire. 
 
 4 Thee may om^ tongues forever bless, 
 
 Thee may we love alone, 
 
 And ever in our lives express 
 
 The image of thine own. 
 
 XI Satisfaction in Jesus* C. M. 
 
 1 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
 Come unto me and rest : 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
 Thy head upon my breast. 
 
CHRIST. 89 
 
 I came to Jesus as I was, 
 
 Weary, and worn, and sad, 
 I found in him a resting-place. 
 
 And lie lias made me glad. 
 
 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 Behold, I freely give 
 The living water ; thirsty one 
 
 Stoop down and drink and live. 
 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
 
 Of that life-giving stream ; 
 My thirst was quench' d, my soul revived, 
 
 And now I live in him. 
 
 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 I am this dark world's light: 
 Look unto me, thy morn shall rise 
 
 And all thy day be bright. 
 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In him my Star, my Sun ; 
 And in that light of life I'll walk, 
 
 Till all my journey 's done. 
 
 HI Jtest in tfesits, 7s. 
 
 1 Co:me! said' Jesus' sacred voice. 
 Come, and make my paths your choice : 
 I will guide you to your home : 
 Weary wanderer, hither come. 
 
 2 Thou, who homeless and forlorn, 
 
 Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, 
 8* 
 
90 CHRIST. 
 
 Long hast roamed the barren waste, 
 Weary wanderer, hither haste. 
 
 3 Ye, who tossed on beds of pain 
 Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; 
 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, 
 
 In remorse for guilt who mourn: — 
 
 4 Hither come, for here is found 
 Balm that flows for every wound ! 
 Peace, that ever shall endure, 
 Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 
 
 ±±/i CJiristf the Great JPJiysician, X. M» 
 
 1 Deep are the wounds which sin has made ; 
 
 Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
 In vain, alas! is nature's aid; 
 The work exceeds her utmost pow'r. 
 
 2 But can no sov' reign balm be found? 
 
 And is no kind physician nigh 
 To ease the pain and heal the wound, 
 Ere life and hope forever fly? 
 
 3 There is a great physician near ; 
 
 Look up, my fainting soul! and live; 
 See, — in his heavenly smiles appear 
 Such help as nature cannot give. 
 
 4 See, — ^in the Saviour' spying blood. 
 
 Life, health, and bliss abundant flow : 
 'Tis only that dear sacred flood, 
 Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 
 
CHRfST. 91 
 
 11 Not aslxamed of ChrisU JO, JH, 
 
 1 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 ! 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. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 5 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! 
 And oh ! may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me. 
 
 114 Christ Crowned. C, M, 
 
 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all ; 
 
92 CHKIST. 
 
 2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light ! 
 
 Who formed this floating ball ; 
 Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
 And crown him, Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye chosen seed of Adam's race. 
 
 Ye ransomed from the fall ! 
 Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him, Lord of all. 
 
 4 Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Come, spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him, Lord of all. 
 
 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball. 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him. Lord of all. 
 
 liO Christ Mejoiced in, S. M. 
 
 1 Awake and sing the song 
 
 Of 3Ioses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake, every heart and every tongue ! 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his djdng love ; 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 Sing — how he intercedes above 
 For those whose sins he bore. 
 
CHRIST. 93 
 
 3 Ye pilgrims ! on the road 
 
 To Zion's city, sing ! 
 Eejoice ye in the Lamb of Grod, 
 In Christ, the eternal King. 
 
 4 Soon shall we hear him say, 
 
 ' ' Ye blessed children ! come ! ' ' 
 Soon will he call us hence away, 
 And take his wanderers home. 
 
 5 There shall each raptured tongue 
 
 His endless praise proclaim ; 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 lib Christ loved f altJiough tinseen, S» M, 
 
 1 Not with our mortal eyes 
 
 Have we beheld the Lord ; 
 Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 
 And love him in his word. 
 
 2 On earth, we want the sight 
 
 Of our Redeemer's face ; 
 Yet, Lord ! our inmost thoughts delight 
 To dwell upon thy grace. 
 
 3 And, when we taste thy love. 
 
 Our joys divinely grow 
 Unspeakable, like those above, 
 And heaven begins below. 
 
94 CHRIST. 
 
 11/ Christ Supplicated, 8s & 7s * 
 
 1 Love divine, all love excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven to eartli come down ! 
 Mx in us tliy 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. 
 
 2 Breathe, oh ! breathe thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into every troubled breast ; 
 Let us all thy grace inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promised rest : 
 Take away the love of sinning, 
 
 Take our load of guilt away ; 
 End the work of thy beginning, 
 
 Bring us to eternal day. 
 
 3 Carry on thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and holy may we be ; 
 Let us see our whole salvation, 
 
 Perfectly secured by thee ; 
 Change from glory into glory. 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place ; 
 Till we cast our crowns before thee. 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
 
CHRIST. 95 
 
 11 Christ, a Friends 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 One tliere 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 lis, 
 
 Could, or would have shed his blood? 
 But this Jesus 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. 
 
 4 Oh ! for grace our hearts to soften ! 
 
 Teach us. Lord, at length to love ; 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 What a friend we have above. 
 
 119 Christ's Free Grace, 12s, 
 
 1 The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the 
 mountain ! ' ' 
 
 For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a 
 fountain ; 
 
 For sin and uncleanness, and ev'ry transgres- 
 sion. 
 
 His blood flows most freely in streams of 
 salvation. 
 
96 CHRIST. 
 
 Chorus. — Hallelujali to the Lamb! lie hath 
 
 purchased oiir pardon, 
 We'll praise him again when we pass 
 
 over Jordan. 
 His blood flows most freely in streams 
 
 of salvation, 
 We'll praise him again when we pass 
 
 over Jordan. 
 
 2 Ye souls that are wounded ! oh ! flee to the 
 
 Saviour ! 
 He calls you in mercy, — 'tis infinite favor; 
 Your sins are increasing, — escape to the 
 
 mountain, 
 His blood can remove them, it flows from 
 
 the fountain. 
 
 3 Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly glorious, 
 O'er sin, death and hell thou art more than 
 
 victorious ; 
 
 Thy name is the theme of the great congre- 
 gation, 
 
 While angels and saints raise the shout of 
 salvation. 
 
 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the 
 
 shore ; 
 With harps in our hands, we'll praise him 
 
 the more ; 
 We'll range the sweet plains on the bank 
 
 of the river. 
 And sing of salvation forever and ever! 
 
CHRIST. 97 
 
 l/oO Christ's Full Salvation, ۥ M^ 
 
 1 Majestic sweetness sits entlironed 
 
 Upon the Saviour's brow; 
 His head witli radiant glories crowned, 
 His lips with grace o'erflow. 
 
 2 No mortal can with him compare, 
 
 Among the sons of men ; 
 Fairer is he than all the fair 
 Who fill the heavenly train. 
 
 3 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, 
 
 And flew to my relief; 
 For me he bore the shameful cross, 
 And carried all my grief. 
 
 4 To him I owe my life and breath. 
 
 And all the joys I have ; 
 He makes me triumph over death, 
 And saves me from the grave. 
 
 5 To heaven, the place of his abode. 
 
 He brings my weary feet ; 
 Shows me the glories of my God, 
 And makes my joys complete. 
 
 6 Since from thy bounty I receive 
 
 Such proofs of love divine, 
 Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
 Lord ! they should all be thine. 
 9 
 
98 CHRIST. 
 
 1/Cl Christ* s Compassion* C* M* 
 
 1 With joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High-Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
 2 Touched with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean. 
 For he has felt the same. 
 
 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure. 
 
 The great Redeemer stood ; 
 While Satan's fiery darts he bore, 
 And did resist to blood. 
 
 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Poured out his cries and tears ; 
 And, in his measure, feels afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
 5 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his power ; 
 We shall obtain delivering grace. 
 In the distressing horn-. 
 
 i-AiZ Christ's Muman Xame* 
 
 1 There is no name so sweet on earth. 
 No name so sweet in heaven, 
 The name before his wondrous birth. 
 To Christ, the Saviour given. 
 
CHRIST. 99 
 
 Chorus, — We love to sing around our King, 
 And hail him blessed Jesus : 
 For there's no word ear ever heard, 
 So dear, so sweet as Jesus. 
 
 2 His human name they did proclaim, 
 
 When Abram's son the}' sealed him. 
 The name that still by Grod's good will. 
 Deliverer revealed him. 
 
 3 And when he hung upon the tree, 
 
 They wrote his name above him. 
 That all might see the reason we 
 For evermore must love him. 
 
 4 So now upon his Father's throne, 
 
 Almighty to release us 
 From sin and pains, he gladly reigns, 
 The Prince and Saviour Jesus. 
 
 lZo ChrisPs Glory Proclaimed, 
 
 C, M. 
 
 1 Co3iE, let us join our cheerful songs, 
 With angels round the throne. 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues^ 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 %^ "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 "To be exalted thus!" 
 " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 * ' For he was slain for us ! " 
 
100 CHRIST. 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and power divine ; 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord ! forever thine. 
 
 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise. 
 
 5 The whole creation join in one. 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him who sits upon the throne. 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 l/v4 Christ's Zove Celebrated* C* M, 
 
 1 To our Eedeemer's glorious name, 
 
 Awake the sacred song ! 
 Oh ! may his love — immortal flame — 
 Tune every heart and tongue ! 
 
 2 His love what mortal thought can reach ? 
 
 What mortal tongue display? 
 Imagination's utmost stretch, 
 In wonder dies away. 
 
 3 Dear Lord ! while we adoring pay y 
 
 Om* humble thanks to thee, 
 May every heart with rapture say, 
 ' ' The Saviour died for me ! " 
 
CHRIST. 101 
 
 4 Oh ! may tlie sweet, tlie blissful theme, 
 Fill every heart and tongue. 
 Till strangers love thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song. 
 
 123 Christ* s Cross and Crown, C, M* 
 
 1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 
 And all the world go free? 
 No, there's a cross for ev'ry one. 
 And there's a cross for me. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 Upon the crystal pavement, down 
 
 At Jesus' pierced feet. 
 Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown, 
 And his dear name repeat. 
 
 4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring, 
 
 Beneath heaven's arches high; 
 The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing, 
 That lives no more to die. 
 
 5 precious cross ! glorious crown ! 
 
 resurrection day ! 
 Ye angels, from the stars come down, 
 And bear my soul away. 
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102 CHRIST. 
 
 1^0 Cht*ist, the Spring of Joy ^ ۥ M* 
 
 1 From thee, my God ! my joys shall rise 
 
 And run eternal rounds 
 Beyond the hmits of the skies, 
 And all created bounds. 
 
 2 The holy triumphs of my soul 
 
 Shall death itself out-brave, 
 Leave dull mortahty behind, 
 And fly beyond the grave. 
 
 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, 
 
 In heaven's unmeasured space, 
 I'll spend a long eternity 
 In pleasure and in praise. 
 
 4 Blest Jesus ! every smile of thine 
 
 Shall fresh endearments bring, • 
 And thousand tastes of new delight 
 From all thy graces spring. 
 
 l/c7 Christ Worshiped in JSeaven, Sst 
 
 1 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 formed you the spirits you are. 
 So happy, so noble, so good ; 
 
CHRIST. 103 
 
 When others sunk down in despair. 
 Confirmed 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 mercies repeat: 
 He snatched you from hell and the grave, 
 
 He ransomed from death and despair: 
 For you he was mighty to save, 
 
 Almighty to bring you safe there. 
 
 3 Oh ! when will the moment appear 
 
 When I shall unite in your song I 
 I'm weary of lingering here. 
 
 And I to your Saviour belong : 
 I'm fettered and chained here in clay, # 
 
 I struggle and pant to be free ; 
 I long to be soaring away, 
 
 My Grod and my Saviour to see. 
 
 4 I long to put on my attire. 
 
 Washed white in the blood of the Lamb ; 
 I long to be one of your choir, 
 
 And tune my sweet harp to his name: 
 I long — oh ! I long to be there, 
 
 Where sorrow and'sin bid adieu, 
 Your joy and your friendship to share, 
 
 To wonder and worship with you. 
 
104 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 HOLY SPIKIT. 
 
 1^0 The Zoving Spirit. C, M* 
 
 1 Co3iE, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
 
 With all thy quickening powers. 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love, 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look — how we grovel here below. 
 
 Fond of these trifling toys ! 
 Our ^ouls can neither fly nor go, 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 3 In vain we tune our formal songs. 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live, 
 
 At this poor dying rate, . 
 t)ur love so faint, so cold to thee. 
 And thine to us so great? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
 
 With all thy quickening powers : 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love. 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 ^^y The JRenewitig Sjyirit, C. M, 
 
 1 How helpless guilty nature lies. 
 Unconscious of its load ! 
 The heart, unchanged, can never rise 
 To happiness and God. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 105 
 
 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 passions to recall, 
 
 And upward bid them rise ; 
 To make the scales of error fall, 
 From reason's darkened eyes ; 
 
 4 To chase the shades of death away, 
 
 And bid the sinner live ; 
 A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
 'Tis thine alone to give. 
 
 5 Oh ! change these wretched hearts of om^s, 
 
 And give them life divine ; 
 Then shall our passions and our powers. 
 Almighty Lord ! be thine. 
 
 10 U The G^iiding SpiiriU X. Jf« 
 
 1 Co2kiE, gracious Spii'it, heavenly Dove ! 
 With light and comfort from above : 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide. 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2 To us the light of truth display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy way ; 
 Plant holy fear in ever^^ heart, 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
106 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 3 Lead us to holiness — the road 
 
 That we must take to dwell with God ; 
 Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
 Nor let us from his precepts stray. 
 
 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 To be with him forever blessed ; 
 Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share. 
 And drink of life's clear river there. 
 
 131 The TTpUfting Spirit, X. M, 
 
 1 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove ! 
 
 Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, 
 And mount, and bear us far above 
 The reach of these inferior things ; 
 
 2 Beyond — beyond this lower sky 
 
 Up where eternal ages roll. 
 Where solid pleasures never die, 
 And fr'uits immortal feast the soul. 
 
 3 Oh ! for a sight, a blissful sight, 
 
 Of our almighty Father's throne ! 
 There sits the Saviour crowned with light. 
 Clothed in a body like our own. 
 
 4 Adoring saints around him stand. 
 
 And thrones and powers before him fall; 
 The God shines gracious through the man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
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 HOLY SPIRIT. 107 
 
 5 Oh ! what amazing joys they feel, 
 
 While to their golden harps they sing, 
 And sit on every heavenly hill, 
 And spread the triumph of 'their King ! 
 
 lO/g The Quickening Spirit, C. M. 
 
 1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! 
 
 The Holy Grhost send down : 
 Fulfill in us thy faithful word, 
 And all thy mercies crown. 
 
 2 Though, on our heads, no tongues of fire 
 
 Their wondrous powers impart, 
 Grant, Saviour 1 what we more desire, 
 Thy Spirit in our heart. 
 
 3 Spirit of life, and light, and love ! 
 
 Thy heavenly influence give ; 
 Quicken our souls, born from above, 
 In Christ, that we may live. 
 
 4 To our benighted minds reveal 
 
 The glories of his grace. 
 And bring us, where no clouds conceal 
 The brightness of his face. 
 
 5 His love within us shed abroad, 
 
 Life's ever-springing well. 
 Till God in us, and we in God, 
 In love eternal dwell. 
 
108 HOLT SPIRIT. 
 
 133 The S:pirit Sought. C M, 
 
 1 GrREAT Father of each perfect gift ! 
 
 Behold, thy servants wait ; 
 With longing eyes and lifted hands 
 TVe 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, God ! thy copious showers, 
 
 That earth its fruit may jaeld, 
 And change the barren wilderness. 
 To Carmel's flowery field. 
 
 134 T7ie SpiHt Prmnised, M, M, 
 
 1 THOU that hearest pray'r! 
 
 Attend our humble cry ; 
 And let thy servants share 
 
 Thy blessing from on high ! 
 We plead the promise of thy word ; 
 Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 
 
 2 If earthly parents hear 
 
 Their children when they cry ; 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 109 
 
 If they, with love sincere, 
 
 Their varied wants supply; 
 Much more wilt thou thy love display, 
 And answer when thy children pray. 
 3 Our Heavenly Father, thou ; 
 
 We, children of thy grace ; 
 Oh ! let thy Spirit now 
 
 Descend, and fill the place : 
 So shall we feel the heavenly flame, 
 And all unite to praise thy name. 
 
 10 ^ 
 OD I*rayer to the Spirit, S. M, 
 
 1 Blest Comforter divine ! 
 
 Let rays of heavenly love 
 Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
 To guide our souls above. 
 
 2 Draw, with thy still small voice, 
 
 From every 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. 
 
 136 Th^ Spirit's Fower, Jj. 3£, 
 
 1 Eternal Spirit ! we confess, 
 And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
 10 
 
110 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down, 
 
 From God, the Father, and the Son. 
 2 EnHghten'd by thy heav'nly ray, 
 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day; 
 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 
 Our danger and our refuge too. 
 :] Thy power and glory work within, 
 
 And break the chains of reigning sin ; 
 
 Do our imperious lusts subdue. 
 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice, 
 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys; 
 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
 lo7 JPrayer for Faith. X. HU 
 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit! calm my mind, 
 
 And fit me to approach my God ; 
 Remove each vain, each worldly thought. 
 And lead me to thy blest abode. 
 
 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul 
 
 A living spark of holy fire ? 
 Oh ! kindle now the sacred flame ; 
 Make me to burn with pure desire. 
 
 3 A brighiter faith and hope impart, 
 
 And let me now my Saviour see ; 
 Oh ! soothe and cheer my burdened heart, 
 And bid my spirit rest in thee. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. Ill 
 
 13 b Prayer for Comfort, 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Holy G-host ! dispel our sadness, 
 
 Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; 
 Come, thou Source of joy and gladness ! 
 Breathe thy life, and spread thy light. 
 
 2 Author of ournew creation ! 
 
 Bid us all thine influence prove ; 
 Make our souls thy habitation ; 
 Shed abroad the Saviour's love. 
 
 \ou Prayer for Grace, 7s. 
 
 1 Holy Ghost, with light divine, 
 Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn my darkness into day. 
 
 2 Holy Ghost ! with power divine. 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
 Long hath sin, without control. 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
 3 Holy Ghost ! with joy divine, 
 Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; 
 Bid my many woes depart, 
 
 Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 
 
 4 Holy Spirit ! all-divine. 
 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down every idol- throne, 
 Kfeign supreme, — and reign alone. 
 
112 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 140 Trayer for JAfe, 7s. 
 
 1 G-RACious Spirit ! Love divine ! 
 Let thy light within me shine ; 
 All my guilty fears remoA^e, 
 Fill me with thy heavenly love. 
 
 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me. 
 Set the burdened sinner free ; 
 Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
 Wash me in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Life and peace to me impart, 
 Seal salvation on my heart ; 
 Breathe thyself into my breast, 
 Earnest of immortal rest. 
 
 4 Let me never from thee stray, 
 Keep me in the narrow way ; 
 Fill my soul with jo}^ divine, 
 Keep me, Lord ! forever thine. 
 
 14:1 Jtegeneration. C. 31. 
 
 1 Not all the outward forms on earth, 
 
 Nor rites that God has given, 
 Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 
 Can raise a soul to heaven. 
 
 2 The sovereign will of God alone 
 
 Creates us heirs of grace. 
 Born in the image of his Son, 
 A new pecuhar race. 
 
HOLY SPIEIT. 113 
 
 3 The Spirit," like some lieavenly wind, 
 
 Breatlies on tlie sons of flesh ; 
 Creates anew the carnal mind. 
 And forms the man afresh. 
 
 4 Our quickened souls awake, and rise, 
 
 From the long sleep of death ; 
 
 On heavenly things we fix our eyes, 
 
 And praise employs our breath. 
 
 142 Sealing. C. M, 
 
 1 Why should the children of a king 
 
 Go mourning all their days? 
 Great Comforter! descend, and bring 
 Some tokens of thy gi-ace. 
 
 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 
 
 And seal the heir/ of heaven? 
 When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
 And show my sins forgiven? 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood; 
 And bear thy witness with my heart, 
 That I am born of God. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love. 
 
 The pledge of joys to come : 
 And thy soft wings, celestial Dove ! 
 Will safe convey me home, 
 10* 
 
114 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 143 Tfie Comforter, X, M, 
 
 1 Sure, the blest Comforter is nigli ; 
 
 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart; 
 Else would my hope forever die, 
 And every cheering ray depart. 
 
 2 Whene'er, to call the Saviour mine, 
 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires^ 
 Can it be less than power divine, 
 That animates these strong desires? 
 
 3 And, when my cheerful hope can say, 
 
 I love my God and taste his grace, 
 Lord 1 is it not thy blissful ray, 
 That brings this dawn of sacred peace? 
 
 4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart 
 
 Forever dwell, God of love ! 
 And light and heavenly peace impart, 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
 
 144 27ie Spirit JEntreated. X. 31, 
 
 1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit ! stay. 
 
 Though I have done thee such despite ; 
 Cast not a sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Though I have most unfaithful been 
 
 Of all who e'er thy grace received; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen. 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 115 
 
 3 Yet, oil ! tlie cliief of sinners spare, 
 
 In honor of my great High- Priest ; 
 Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear 
 I shall not see thy people's rest. 
 
 4 My weary soul, Grod ! release, 
 
 Uphold me with thy gracious hand ; 
 Guide me into thy perfect peace. 
 And bring me to the promised land. 
 
 145 The SpirWs Witness, 7s & €s, 
 
 1 Sayiour, I thy word beheve, 
 
 My unbelief remove ; 
 Now thy quickening Spirit give, 
 
 The unction from above : 
 Show me. Lord, how good thou art; 
 
 Now thy gracious word fulfill ; 
 Send the witness in my heart, 
 
 The Holy Ghost reveal. 
 
 2 Blessed Comforter, come down, 
 
 And live and move in me ; 
 Make my ev'ry deed thine own, 
 
 In all things led by thee : 
 Bid my sin and fear depart. 
 
 And within, oh ! deign to dwell : 
 Faithful Witness, in my heart. 
 
 Thy perfect light reveal. 
 
 3 Whom the world cannot receive, 
 
 Lord, reveal in me ; 
 
116 AWAKENING. 
 
 Son of God, I cease to live, 
 
 Unless I live to thee : 
 Make me choose tlie better part ; 
 
 Oh ! do thou my pardon seal ; 
 Send the witness to my heart, 
 
 The Holy Ghost reveal. 
 
 146 TJie SpirWs JBapti^fn, C, M, 
 
 1 Oh ! that in me the sacred fire 
 
 Might now begin to glow ; 
 Burn up the dross of base desire, 
 And make the mountains flow. 
 
 2 Oh ! that it now from heaven might fall. 
 
 And all my sins consume ; 
 Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call ; 
 Spirit of bui^ning, come. 
 
 3 Refining fire, go through my heart ; 
 
 Illuminate my soul ; 
 Scatter thy life through every part, 
 And sanctify the whole. 
 
 AWAKENING. 
 
 14 / JExpostulation, lis. 
 
 1 Oh ! turn ye, oh ! 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. 
 
AWAKENING. 117 
 
 2 How vain tlie delusion, that while you delay, 
 Your hearts may grow better by staying away ; 
 Come wretched, come guilty, come just as you 
 
 are ; 
 All helpless and dying, to Jesus repair. 
 
 3 Now Jesus is ready your souls to receive, 
 Oh! how can you question, if you will believe? 
 If sin be your burden, why will you not come ? 
 'Tis you he makes welcome ; he bids you come 
 
 home. 
 
 148 Delay tvot, lis, 
 
 1 Delay not, delay not, sinner — draw near ; 
 The waters of life are now flowing for thee : 
 
 No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, 
 Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 
 
 2 Delay not, delay not ; why longer abuse 
 The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? 
 
 A fountain is opened, how canst thou refuse 
 To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning 
 blood? 
 
 3 Delay not, delay not, sinner, to come. 
 For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day: 
 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 
 
 4 Delay not, delay not — the Spirit of grace. 
 Long grieved and .resisted, may take its sad 
 
 flight, 
 
118 AWAKENING. 
 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, 
 To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 
 
 5 Delay not, delay not — the hour is at hand, 
 The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens 
 shall fade ; 
 The dead, small and great, in the judgment 
 shall stand ; 
 What power then, sinner, shall lend thee 
 its aid ? 
 
 149 TJie Way to Peace, lis, 
 
 1 Acquaint thee, sinner, acquaint thee, with 
 
 God, 
 And joy like the sunshine shall beam on thy 
 
 road, 
 And peace like the dew-drop shall fall on thy 
 
 head, 
 And sleep like an angel shall visit thy bed. 
 
 2 Acquaint thee, sinner, acquaint thee, with 
 
 God, 
 And he shall be with thee when fears are 
 
 abroad ; 
 Thy safeguard in danger that threatens thy 
 
 path, 
 Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. 
 
AWAKENING. 119 
 
 150 The Worn of JLife. X. M. 
 
 1 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 has given, 
 To escape from hell and fly to heaven ; 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 3 The living know that they must die. 
 But all the dead forgotten lie ; 
 
 Their mem'ry and their sense are gone. 
 Alike unknowing and unknown. 
 
 4 Then, what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands ! with ail your might pursue ; 
 Since no device, nor work is found. 
 
 Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 
 
 5 There are no acts of pardon past. 
 
 In the cold grave to which we haste ; 
 But darkness, death, and long despair, 
 Beign in eternal silence there. 
 
 151 The Day of Grace, Jj, M» 
 
 1 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. 
 
120 AWAKENING. 
 
 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound! 
 Come, sinners ! haste, oh ! haste away, 
 While yet a pard'ning God he's found. 
 
 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
 
 Shall death command you to the grave. 
 Before his bar your spirits 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 Saviour call you to the skies. 
 
 To-^norroiv not ours* S, M. 
 
 152 
 
 1 T0-M0RR0V7, Lord ! is thine. 
 
 Lodged in thy sovereign hand ; 
 And, if its sun arise and shine, 
 It shines by thy command. 
 
 2 The present moment flies, 
 
 And bears our life away ; 
 Oh ! make thy servants truly wise, 
 That they may live to-day. 
 
 3 Since, on this fleeting hour, 
 
 Eternity is hung, 
 Awaken, by thy mighty power, 
 The aged and the young. 
 
AWAKENINa. 121 
 
 4 One thing demands our care ; 
 
 Be that one thing pursued ; 
 Lest, sHghted once, the season fair 
 Should never be renewed. 
 
 5 To Jesus may we fly, 
 
 Swift as the morning Hght, 
 Lest Hfe's young golden beams should die, 
 In sudden, endless night. 
 
 lt)0 Man Condemned, S» M, 
 
 1 Ah ! how shall fallen man 
 
 Be just before his God ? 
 If he contend in righteousness, 
 We fall beneath his rod. 
 
 2 If he our ways should mark, 
 
 With strict inquiring eyes, 
 Could we, for one of thousand faults, 
 A just excuse devise ? 
 
 3 All-seeing, powerful God ! 
 
 Who can with thee contend ? 
 Or who, that tries the unequal strife, 
 . Shall prosper in the end ? 
 
 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, 
 
 Their ancient seats forsake ; 
 The trembling earth deserts her place, 
 Her rooted pillars shake. 
 11 
 
122 AWAKENING. 
 
 5 All ! how shall guilty man 
 Contend with such a God ? 
 None — none can meet him, and escape, 
 But through the Saviour's blood. 
 
 154 Tlie Spirit's Call. X. M, 
 
 1 Say, sinner ! hath a voice within 
 
 Oft whispered to thy secret soul, 
 Urged thee to leave the ways of sin. 
 And yield thy heart to God's control? 
 
 2 Sinner ! it was a heavenly voice. 
 
 It was the Spirit's gracious call ; 
 It bade thee make the better choice. 
 And haste to seek in Chiist thine all. 
 
 3 Spurn not the call to life and light ; 
 
 Regard, in time, the warning kind ; 
 That call thou may'st not always slight, 
 And yet the gate of mercy find. 
 
 4 God's Spirit will not always strive 
 
 With hardened, self- destroying man ; 
 Ye, who persist his love to grieve. 
 May never hear his voice again. 
 
 5 Sinner ! perhaps, this very day. 
 
 Thy last accepted time may be : 
 Oh ! should' st thou grieve him now away, 
 Then hope may never beam on thee. 
 
AWAKENING. 123 
 
 155 ^*/<^ «^*<^ Death, X. M, 
 
 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 
 
 And thousands walk together there ; 
 But wisdom shows a narrow 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. 
 
 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. 
 
 156 JBEeaven or Hell, C- JP. M, 
 
 1 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
 Between two boundless seas I stand, 
 
 Yet how insensible ! 
 A point of time, a moment's space, 
 Bemoves me to yon heav'nly place. 
 
 Or shuts me up in hell ! 
 
 2 God ! my inmost soul convert, 
 And deeply on my thoughtless heart, 
 
124 AWAKENING. 
 
 Eternal things impress ; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me, ere it be too late ; 
 
 Wake me to righteousness. 
 
 3 Before me place, in bright 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 holy trembling, holy fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure 1 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfill. 
 To suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure ! 
 
 157 The Great Question. C P. M» 
 
 1 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 
 
 TJie inexorable throne ! 
 
 2 Nothing is worth a thought beneath. 
 But how I may escape the death 
 
AWAKENING. 125 
 
 That never, never dies ! 
 How make mine own election sure : 
 And when I fail on earth, secure 
 
 A mansion in the skies. 
 
 3 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray ; 
 Be thou my Gruide, 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. 
 
 15 O Danf/er of Delay, 7s. 
 
 1 Haste, sinner ! to be wise, 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 
 Wisdom warns thee, from the skies, 
 
 All the paths of death to shun. 
 
 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Thy probation may be o'er 
 Ere this evening's work is done. 
 
 3 Haste, sinner ! now return ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Haste, while yet thou canst be blest; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Death may thy poor soul arrest 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 11* 
 
126 INVITING. 
 
 lOy Tlie Sinner Warned* 7s, 
 
 1 Sinner! art thou still secure? 
 
 Wilt thou still refuse to pray? 
 Can thy heart or hand endure 
 In the Lord's avenging day? 
 
 2 See, — his mighty arm is bared; 
 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow ! 
 
 For his judgments stand prepared ; 
 
 Thou must either break or bow. 
 
 3 At his presence nature shakes, 
 
 Earth affrighted hastes to flee, 
 Solid mountains melt like wax : 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 4 Who his coming may abide? 
 
 You that glory in your shame ! 
 Can you find a place to hide. 
 When the world is wrapt in flame? 
 
 INVITING. 
 
 160 ^'*« Gracious Call, C, M, 
 
 1 The Saviour calls; let ev'ry ear 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls ! dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
iNviTixa. 127 
 
 2 For every tMrsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow, 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart. 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Ye sinners! come; 'tis mercy's voice; 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys, 
 And can you yet delay? 
 
 4 Dear Saviour! draw reluctant hearts; 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 Ibl The Gospel Invitation, C JftT* 
 
 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor ! 
 
 Behold a royal feast. 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 2 Here Jesus stands with open arms; 
 
 He calls, he bids you come: 
 Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; 
 But see 1 there yet is room : 
 
 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; 
 
 There love and pity meet ; 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart, 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
128 INVITING. 
 
 4 Oh ! come, and with his children, taste 
 
 The blessings of his love ; 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
 5 There, with united heart and voice. 
 
 Before the eternal throne. 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 In songs on earth unknown. 
 
 Ib/g ClirisPs Invitation* Z. 31* 
 
 1 "CoiME hither, all ye weary souls! 
 
 Ye heavy-laden sinners ! come ; 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
 And raise you to my heav'nly home. 
 
 2 ' ' They shall find rest who learn of me, 
 
 I'm of a meek and lowly mind; 
 But passion rages like the sea, 
 And pride is restless as the wind. 
 
 8 ' ' Blessed is the man whose shoulders take 
 My yoke, and bear it with delight; 
 My yoke is easy to his neck, 
 
 My grace shall make the burden light. ' ' 
 
 4 Jesus ! we come at thy command ; 
 
 With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, 
 Resign our spirits to thy hand, 
 To mould and guide us at thy will. 
 
INVITING. 129 
 
 163 -K<*^* for the Weary. X. M* 
 
 1 Co3iE, weary souls ! witli sin distressed, 
 Come, and accept the promised rest ; 
 The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away 
 
 2 Here, mercy's boundless ocean flows. 
 
 To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ^ 
 Pardon and life, and endless peace ; 
 How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 
 
 3 Lord ! we accept, with thankful heart. 
 The hope thy gracious words impart ; 
 We come with trembling, — yet rejoice. 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love 
 Confirm our faith, — our fears remove; 
 Oh ! sweetly reign in every breast, 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
 164 The Gospel Feast, C. ilT, 
 
 1 Let every mortal ear attend, 
 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 
 That feed upon the wind. 
 And vainly strive, with earthly toils, 
 To fill the immortal mind. 
 
130 INVITING. 
 
 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die 1 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 5 Hivers 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 suppHes, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 IbO The JLiving Fountain* C 3f« 
 
 1 Oh ! what amazing words of gi-ace 
 
 Are in the gospel found, 
 Suited to every sinner's case 
 Who hears the joyful sound ! 
 
 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, 
 
 Your every burden bring ; 
 Here love, unchanging love, abounds, 
 A deep celestial spring. 
 
INVITING. 131 
 
 3 This spring with living waters flows, 
 
 And heavenly joys imparts ; 
 Come, thirsty souls ! your wants disclose, 
 And drink with thankful hearts. 
 
 4 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
 
 Have here found life and peace ; 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too. 
 And drink, adore, and bless. 
 
 166 Come, S, M. 
 
 1 The Spirit in our hearts 
 
 Is whispering, Sinner, 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, 
 
 Oh ! 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 thy hour: 
 blest Redeemer, come ! 
 
132 INVITING. 
 
 167 
 
 Tlie Sinner Called. S. M, 
 
 1 Return and come to God ; 
 
 Cast all youx sins away ; 
 Seek ye tlie Saviour's cleansing blood ; 
 Repent, believe, obey. 
 
 2 Say not ye cannot come ; 
 
 For Jesus bled and died, 
 That none who ask in humble faith 
 Should ever be denied. 
 
 3 Say not ye will not come ; 
 
 'Tis God vouchsafes to call ; 
 And fearful will their end be found, 
 On whom his wrath shall fall. 
 
 4 Come then, whoever will, 
 
 Come while 'tis called to-day; 
 Flee to the Saviour's cleansing blood ; 
 Repent, believe, obey. 
 
 ibo None hut Jesus. 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 CoiviE, ye sinners ! heavy-laden, 
 
 Lost and ruined by the fall, 
 If you wait till you are better, 
 You will never come at all : 
 
 Sinners only, 
 Christ, the Saviour, came to call. 
 
iNviTma. 133 
 
 2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All the fitness he requireth 
 Is to feel your need of him : 
 
 This he gives you ; 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 3 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ; 
 On the bloody tree behold him. 
 There he groans, and bleeds, and dies : 
 
 "It is finished," 
 Heaven accepts the sacrifice. 
 
 4 Lo ! the incarnate God ascending 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, — venture wholly 
 Let no other trust intrude : 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 169 <^l<^d Tidings, 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 Sinners ! will you scorn the message 
 
 Coming from the courts above ? 
 Mercy speaks in every passage ; 
 Every line is full of love ; 
 
 Oh ! believe it. 
 Every line is full of love. 
 
 2 Now, the heralds of salvation 
 
 Joj^ul news from heaven proclaim ; 
 12 
 
134 INVITING. 
 
 Sinners freed from condemnation, 
 Through the all-atoning Lamb ! 
 
 Life receiving, 
 Through the all-atoning Lamb. 
 
 3 ye angels ! hovering round us, 
 Waiting spirits ! speed your way, 
 Hasten to the court of heaven. 
 Tidings bear without delay. 
 
 Rebel sinners 
 Glad the message will obey. 
 
 1/0 Now the Accepted Time* S, M, 
 
 1 Now is the accepted time, 
 
 Now is the day of grace ; 
 sinners ! come, without delay, 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 2 Now is the accepted time, 
 
 The Saviour 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. 
 
 4 Lord ! draw reluctant souls. 
 
 And melt them by thy love ; 
 Then will the angels speed their way. 
 To bear the news above. 
 
INVITING. 135 
 
 17 J Children JSxho7'ted, 8s, 7s, and 4:S* 
 
 1 Children ! hear the melting story 
 
 Of the Lamb that once was slain ; 
 'Tis the Lord of life and glory; 
 Shall he plead with you in vain ? 
 
 Oh ! receive him, 
 And salvation now obtain. 
 
 2 Yield no more to sin and folly, 
 
 So displeasing in his sight ; 
 Jesus loves the pure and holy, 
 They alone are his delight ; 
 
 Seek his favor, 
 And your hearts to him unite. 
 
 3 All your sins to him confessing 
 
 Who is ready to forgive, 
 Seek the Saviour's richest blessing, 
 On his precious name believe ; 
 
 He is waiting, 
 Will you not his grace receive? 
 
 17 /g Mercy* s Voice, C M* 
 
 1 Sinners ! the voice of Grod regard ; 
 
 'Tis Mercy speaks to-day ; 
 He calls you by his sovereign word. 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 
 
 You live devoid of peace : 
 
136 INVITING. 
 
 A thousand stings, witliin your breast, 
 Deprive jouy souls of ease. 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; 
 
 And will you onward go ? 
 Can you in endless burnings dwell, 
 Or bear eternal woe ? 
 
 4 Lo ! be wbo turns to Grod, shall live, 
 
 Through his abounding grace ; 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive 
 Of those who seek his face. 
 
 5 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing every sin ; 
 Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ; 
 
 He pardons hke a God ; 
 He will forgive your numerous faults. 
 Through Christ's atoning blood. 
 
 Li O Pardon in Christ* C M, 
 
 1 How sad our state by nature is ! 
 
 Our sin — how deep it stains ! 
 And Satan binds our captive minds. 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 But the'i-e's a voice of sovereign grace, 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word : 
 * ' Ho ! ye despairing sinners ! come. 
 And trust upon the Lord. ' ' 
 
iNviTiNa. 137 
 
 3 My soul obeys the almighty call 
 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise. Lord ! 
 Oh ! help my unbelief. 
 
 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate Grod ! I fly ; 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul, 
 From stains of deepest dye. • 
 
 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 
 On thy kind arms I fall ; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness. 
 My Jesus, and my all. 
 
 174 Why will ye I>ie? 7s, 
 
 1 Sinners ! turn ; why will ye die ? 
 Grod, 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 Saviour, asks you — ^AVhy ? 
 He, who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live : 
 
 12* 
 
138 INVITING. 
 
 Will ye let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye ransomed sinners ! why 
 Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 
 
 3 Sinners ! turn ; why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you — ^Why ? 
 Many a time with you he strove, 
 Wooed you to embrace his love : 
 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 Oh ! ye guilty sinners ! why. 
 Why will ye forever die ? 
 
 175 Tlie Touivg Bxlim^ted. C. M. 
 
 1 Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm! 
 
 In smiling crowds draw near; 
 And turn from every mortal charm, 
 A Saviour's voice to hear. 
 
 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high. 
 
 Stoops to converse with you : 
 And lays his radiant glories by, 
 Your friendship to pursue. 
 
 3 The soul, that longs to see his face, 
 
 Is sure his love to gain, 
 And they, who early seek his grace, 
 Shall never seek in vain. 
 
INVITING. 139 
 
 17 Christ at the Door, Zi* M* 
 
 1 Behold a stranger at the door ! 
 
 He gently knocks, lias knock' d before; 
 Has waited long, 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 will 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 Bise, 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, — or the hour 's at hand. 
 You'll at his door rejected stand. 
 
 i // The Sinner Entreated, X. M» 
 
 1 Beturn, wanderer ! now return. 
 
 And seek thine injured Father's face; 
 Those new desires that in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
140 INVITING. 
 
 2 Return, wanderer ! now return, 
 
 He hears thy deep repentant sigh ; 
 He hears thy softened spirit mourn, 
 When no intruding ear is nigh. 
 
 3 Return, wanderer ! now return, 
 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit Hve : 
 Gro to his bleeding feet, and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 4 Return, wanderer ! now return, 
 
 And wipe away the falling tear ; 
 Thy Father calls — "No longer mourn !^' 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 17o "Peace at the Cross, 7s^ 6 lines, 
 
 1 Ye ! who in his courts are found, 
 List'ning to the joyful sound, 
 Lost and helpless as ye are, 
 Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, 
 Glorify the King of kings. 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, 
 Yiew this bleeding sacrifice ; 
 See in him your sins forgiven, 
 Pardon, holiness, and heaven ; 
 Glorify the King of kings, 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
INVITING. 141 
 
 1 i y I/lfe at tJie Cross, 7.s, 6 lines, 
 
 1 Weary souls, that wander wide 
 
 » From the central point of bliss, 
 
 Turn to Jesus crucified. 
 
 Fly to those dear wounds of his ; 
 Sink into the purple flood; 
 Rise into the life of Grod. 
 
 2 Oh, believe the record true, 
 
 Grod to you his Son hath given; 
 Ye may now be happy too. 
 
 Find on eartlf the life of heaven, 
 Live the hfe of heaven above, 
 All the Hfe of glorious love. 
 
 loU Come and Welcome, 7s, 6 lines, 
 
 1 From the cross uplifted high. 
 Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
 What melodious sounds we hear, 
 Bursting on the ravished ear ! 
 ''Love's redeeming work is done, 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 
 
 2 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne. 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan? 
 
 On my pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
 Bow the knee, and kiss the Son ; 
 Gome and welcome, sinner, come ! " 
 
142 INVITING. 
 
 lol Christ JPlecLding, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Now the Saviour standeth pleading 
 
 At the sinner's bolted heart; 
 Now in heaven he 's interceding, 
 Taking there the sinner's part. 
 
 2 Sinner ! can you hate this Saviour? 
 
 Will you thrust him from your arms? 
 Once he died through your behaviour, 
 Now he calls you by his charms. 
 
 3 Sinner ! hear your God and Saviour, 
 
 Hear his gracious voice to-day, 
 
 Turn from all your vain behaviour. 
 
 Oh ! repent, return, and pray ! 
 
 4 Now he 's waiting to be gracious, 
 
 Now he stands and looks on thee : 
 See what kindness, love, and pity, 
 Shine around on jou and me. 
 
 182 Tli^ World TTnsatisfi/ing, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Tell us, wanderer ! wildly roving 
 
 From the path that leads to peace. 
 Pleasure's false enchantment loving. 
 When will thy delusion cease? 
 
 2 Once, hke thee, by joys surrounded. 
 
 We could kneel at pleasure's shrine; 
 Then our brightest hopes were bounded. 
 By delights as false as thine. 
 
iNviTiisra. 143 
 
 3 But those visions never blessed us, 
 
 Soon their fleeting day was o'er; 
 Then the world, that had caressed us, 
 Charmed us with its smiles no more. 
 
 4 Such is pleasure's transient story; 
 
 Lasting happiness is known 
 Only in the path to glory, 
 In the Saviour's love alone. 
 
 loo Child of Sin and Sorrow, 
 
 1 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 
 Rll'd with dismay, 
 Wait not for to-morrow, 
 
 Yield thee to-day ; 
 Heav'n 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. 
 
144 INVITING. 
 
 3 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Thy moments ghde, 
 
 Like the flitting arrow, 
 Or the rushing tide ; 
 
 Ere time is o'er, 
 
 Heaven's gi-ace implore; 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 In Christ confide. 
 
 184 '^Come to Me.'' (Chant.) 
 
 1 With tearful eyes I look around, 
 
 Life seems a dark and | stormy | sea ; 
 Yet, 'midst the gloom, I hear a sound, 
 A heavenly ] whisper, | Come to | me. 
 
 2 It tells me of a place of rest, 
 
 It tells me where my | soul may | flee ; 
 Oh! to the weary, faint, opprest, 
 How sweet the | bidding, | Come to | me. 
 
 3 Wheo nature shudders, loth to part 
 
 From all I love, en- j joy, and | see ; 
 When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
 A sweet voice | utters | Come to | me. 
 
 4 Come, for all else must fall and die, 
 
 Earth is no resting | place for | thee ; 
 Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, 
 I am thy | portion, | Come to | me. 
 
INVITING. 145 
 
 5 voice of mercy ! voice .of love ! 
 In conflict, grief, and | ago- | ny, 
 Support me, cheer me from above ! 
 And gently | whisper, | Come to | me. 
 
 IbO Children Called, 
 
 1 Like mist on the mountain, 
 
 Like ships on the sea, 
 So swiftly the years 
 
 Of our pilgrimage flee ; 
 In the grave of our fathers 
 
 How soon we shall lie ! 
 Dear children, to-day 
 
 To the Saviour fly. 
 
 2 How sweet are the flow 'rets 
 
 In April and May ! 
 But often the frost 
 
 Makes them wither away. 
 Like flowers you may fade ; 
 
 Are you ready to die? 
 While " 3'et there is room," 
 
 To the Saviour fly. 
 
 3 WJien Samuel was young, 
 
 He first knew the Lord ; 
 He slept in his smile, 
 
 And rejoiced in his word ; 
 So most of God's children 
 Are early brought nigh : 
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146 IXVITIXG. 
 
 oil seek him in youth ; 
 To the Saviour fly. 
 
 4 Do you ask me for pleasure ? 
 Then lean on his breast, 
 For there the sin-laden 
 And weary find rest. 
 In the valley of death 
 You will triumphing cry, 
 ' ' If this be called dying, 
 'Tis pleasant to die." 
 
 Ibu Come, ye Disconsolate, lis & 10s. 
 
 1 Co:me, 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 cannot cure. 
 
 3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flow- 
 
 Forth from the throne of God, pure from 
 above : 
 Come to the feast of love ; come, ever knowing, 
 Earth has no sorrow, but heaven can remove, 
 
INVITIXG. 147 
 
 lo ^ Come to Jesus, 
 
 1 Come to Jesus, Come to Jesus, 
 
 Come to Jesus just now ; 
 Just now come to Jesus, 
 Come to Jesus just now. 
 
 2 He will save you, lie will save you, 
 
 He will save you just now ; 
 Just now he will save you, 
 He will save you just now. 
 
 3 Oil believe him, Oh believe him, 
 
 Oh believe him just now, 
 Just now, Oh believe him, 
 Oh believe him, just now. 
 
 jt He is able, he is able, 
 He is able just now, 
 Just now he is able, 
 He is able just now. 
 
 5 He "is willing, he is willing, 
 
 He is willing just now, 
 Just now he is willing. 
 He is wiUing just now. 
 
 6 He'll receive you, he'll receive you, 
 
 He'll receive you just now, 
 Just now he'll receive you. 
 He'll receive j^ou just now. 
 
148 IXVITING. 
 
 7 He'll forgive you, he'll forgive you, 
 
 He'll forgive you just now, 
 Just now he'll forgive you, 
 He'll forgive you just now. 
 
 8 He will cleanse you, lie will cleanse you, 
 
 He will cleanse you just now, 
 Just now he will cleanse you, 
 
 He will cleanse you just now. 
 
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 9 He'll renew j'ou, he'll renew j'ou, 
 
 He'll renew you just now. 
 Just now he'll renew you, 
 He'll renew 3^ou just now, 
 
 10 Jesus loves you, Jesus loves you, 
 
 Jesus loves you just now. 
 Just now Jesus loves you, 
 
 Jesus loves you just now, ^ 
 
 11 Don't reject him, don't reject him, 
 
 Don't reject him just now, 
 Just now don't reject him, 
 Don't reject him just now. , 
 
 12 Onl}^ trust him, onlj^ trust him 
 
 Only trust him just now. 
 Just now only trust him, 
 Only trust him just now. 
 
 13 You will praise him, you will praise hiio, 
 
 You will praise him just now. 
 Just now you will praise him, 
 You will praise him just now. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 149 
 
 penite:n'tiai.. 
 
 loo Sorroiv at the Cross. C, M, Donhle. 
 
 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
 
 And did my Sovereign die ? 
 
 \Yould lie devote that sacred head, 
 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 ClioTiis. — Remember me, remember me, 
 
 Lord, remember me ; 
 
 Eemember all thy dying groans, 
 
 And then remember me. 
 
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 2 Was it for crimes that I had 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 tnight I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears ; 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But floods of tears can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord 1 I give myself away ; 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
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150 PEXITENTIAL. 
 
 189 Contrition^ C. JF. 
 
 1 THOU 1 whose tender mercy heai's 
 
 Contrition's humble sigh : 
 Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
 From sorrow's weeping eye ; 
 
 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wanderer mourn ; 
 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 Hast thou not said — ' ' Eeturn ?' ^ 
 
 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 Xo drive me from thy feet ? 
 Oh 1 let not this dear refuge fail, 
 This only safe retreat. 
 
 4 Oh ! shine on this benighted heart, 
 
 With beams of mercy shine ; 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 190 JPenitenU i. Jf. 
 
 1 Show pity, Lord ! Lord ! forgive ; 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
 2 Oh ! wash my soul from every sin, 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 151 
 
 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace : 
 Lord ! should thy judgment grow severe, 
 I am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 lyi Sujyplication, X. JH, 
 
 1 THOU that hearest when sinners cry ! 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie. 
 Behold them not with angry look, 
 But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within, 
 And form my soul averse to sin ; 
 Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 
 
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 I cannot live without thy light. 
 Cast out and banished from thy sight : 
 Thy holy joys, my God! restore. 
 And guard me, that I fall no more. 
 
152 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord I 
 His help and comfort still afford ; 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits gf thy Son. 
 
 ly^O JBLeart-hroUen at the Cross, 7s. 6 lines. 
 
 1 Heart of stone ! relent, relent, 
 
 Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ; 
 See his body, mangled, rent, 
 
 Cover' d with a gore of blood ! 
 Sinful soul! what hast thou done? 
 Crucified God's only Son! 
 
 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed. 
 
 Driven the nails that fixed him there, 
 Crown' d with thorns his sacred head. 
 
 Pierced him with the bloody spear, 
 Made his soul a sacrifice, 
 While for sinful man he dies. 
 
 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain. 
 
 Still to death thy Lord pursue? 
 Open all his wounds again, 
 
 And the shameful cross renew? 
 No; with all my sins I'll part: 
 Break, oh! break, my bleeding heart ! 
 
 itJO Ziookhig unto tTesus* 7s, 6 lines, 
 
 1 Weeping soul, no longer mourn, 
 Jesus all thy griefs hath borne. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 153 
 
 View him bleeding on the tree, 
 Pouring out his life for thee ; 
 There thine every sin he bore, 
 Weeping soul, lament no more. 
 2 Cast thy guilty soul on him, 
 Find him mighty to redeem ; 
 At his feet thy burden lay. 
 Look thy doubts and fears away ; 
 Now by faith the Son embrace, 
 Plead his promise, trust his grace. 
 
 194 Approaching tJie 31ercy-Seat, C. M, 
 
 1 Approach, my soul ! the mercj^-seat. 
 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2 Thy promise is my only pleg,. 
 
 With this I venture nigh : 
 Thou callest burdened souls to thee, 
 And such, Lord 1 am I. 
 
 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely pressed, 
 By wars without and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 
 
 That, sheltered near thy side, 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 And tell him— "Thou hast died/ ' 
 
154 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 5 Ob! wondrous love, — to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 195 The Sinner's Friend, C, M, 
 
 1 Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend; 
 
 As such I look to thee ; 
 Now in the fullness of thy love, 
 
 Lord ! remember me. 
 
 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, 
 
 Remember Calvarj^; 
 Remember all thy dying groans. 
 And then remember me. 
 
 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with Grod ! 
 
 1 yield myself to thee ; 
 
 While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
 Dear Lord ! remember me. 
 
 4 Lord ! I am guiltj^ — I am vile, 
 
 But thy salvation 's free; 
 Then, in thine all-abounding grace. 
 Dear Lord ! remember me. 
 
 5 And when I close viy eyes in death, 
 
 When creature-helps all flee, 
 Then, my dear Redeemer God ! 
 I pray remember me. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 155 
 
 19 D Confession and Frayer» 7s» 
 
 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all ! 
 Prostrate at thy feet I fall ; 
 Hear, oh ! hear my earnest cry, 
 Frown not, lest I faint and die. 
 
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 Vilest of the sons of men, 
 Chief of sinners I have been ; 
 Oft abused thee to thy face, 
 Trampled on thy richest grace. 
 
 3 Justly might thy righteous dart 
 Pierce this bleeding, broken heart ; 
 Justly might thine angry breath 
 Blast me in eternal death. 
 
 4 But with thee there's mercy found, 
 Balm to heal my every wound : 
 Soothe, oh ! soothe the troubled breast, 
 Grive the weary wanderer rest. 
 
 ly j 3Iercy Implored » 7s, 
 
 1 Depth of mercy ! can there be 
 Mercy still reserved for me? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear. 
 Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 
 
 - I have long withstood his grace. 
 Long provoked him to his face, 
 Would not hear his gracious calls, 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
156 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 There, for me the Saviour stands. 
 
 Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands : 
 God is love ! I know, I feel, 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
 4 Lord, incline me to repent. 
 Let me now my fall lament. 
 Deeply my revolt deplore, 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. ^ 
 
 lyO Pleading in JTesus^ Name* Ij, M, 6 lines* 
 
 1 Father of mercies, God of love ! 
 
 Oh! hear an humble suppliant's cry; 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty ; 
 Oh ! deign to hear my mournful voice, 
 And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 
 
 2 I urge no merit of my own, 
 
 No worth to claim thy gracious ^smile ; 
 No, — when I come before thy throne. 
 Dare to converse with God a while, 
 
 Thy name, blest Jesus ! is my plea, 
 Dearest and sweetest name to me. 
 
 3 Father of mercies, God of love ! 
 
 Then hear thy humble suppliant's cry; 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above. 
 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty; 
 One pardoning word can make me whole. 
 And soothe the anguish of my soul. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 157 
 
 lyy JBachslider^s Metiirn, X. M, 6 lines, 
 
 1 Weary of wandering from my Grod, 
 
 And now made willing to return. 
 I hear, and bow beneath the rod ; 
 
 To him with penitence, I mourn : 
 I have an Advocate above, 
 A friend before the throne of love. 
 
 2 Jesus ! full of truth and grace, 
 
 More full of grace than I of sin. 
 Yet once again I seek thy face, 
 
 Open thine arms and take me in ; 
 Oh ! freely my backslidings heal. 
 And love the dying sinner still. 
 
 3 Ah ! give me, Lord ! the tender heart, 
 
 That trembles at the approach of sin ; 
 A godly fear of sin impart. 
 
 Implant and root it deep within ; 
 That I may fear th}^ gracious power. 
 And never dare to offend thee more. 
 
 /vUU Searching the Heart. S. M* 
 
 1 Ah ! whither should I go, 
 
 Burdened, and sick, and faint? 
 To whom should I my troubles show, 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 2 My Saviour bids me come, 
 
 Ah ! why do I delay ? 
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158 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 He calls the weary sinner home, ♦ 
 
 And 5^et from him I stay. 
 
 3 What is it keeps me back, 
 
 From which I cannot part ; 
 Which will not let my Saviour take 
 Possession of my heart ? 
 
 4 Some cm-sed thing unknown 
 
 Must surely lurk within ; 
 Some idol which I will not own, 
 Some secret bosom sin. 
 
 5 Jesus, the hindrance show,' 
 
 Which I have feared to see ; 
 And let me now consent to know 
 What keeps me back from thee. 
 
 4UI Weeping with Christ* S» M, 
 
 1 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 angels wondering see ; 
 Be thou astonished, 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. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 159 
 
 202 Off&i^ing a Brohen SearU i. M, 
 
 1 A BROKEN heart, my God ! my King ! 
 Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 
 
 The Grod of grace will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
 2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
 And owns thy dreadful sentence just; 
 Look down, Lord ! with pitying eye, 
 And save a soul condemned to die. 
 
 *3 Then I will teach the world thy ways ; 
 Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
 I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
 And they shall praise the pardoning God. 
 
 4 Oh ! may thy love inspire my tongue ; 
 Salvation shall be all my song ; 
 And all my powers shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 
 
 ^Oo Jtetiirnlng to Christ, C Mm 
 
 1 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 ; 
 Oh ! take the wanderer home. 
 
160 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 3 And canst thou, wilt tliou, 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 
 A heart so vile as mine ! 
 
 5 Thy pardoning love — so free, so sweet, 
 
 Dear Saviour I I adore ; 
 Oh ! keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 204 
 
 £ven Me, 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessings, 
 . Thou art scattering full and free. 
 Showers the thirsty land refreshing, 
 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 Even me, even me, 
 
 Let some droppings fall on me. 
 
 Pass me not, God, my Father, 
 Sinful though my heart may be ; 
 
 Thou might' st leave me, but the rather 
 Let thy mercy light on me : 
 Even me, Even me. 
 Let thy mercy light on me. 
 
PENITENTIAL. • 161 
 
 3 Pass me not, gracious Saviour, 
 
 Let me live and cling to thee ; 
 I am longing for thy favor ; 
 Whilst thou'rt calling, call for me : 
 Even me. 
 
 4 Pass me not, mighty Spirit, 
 
 Thou canst make the blind to see ; 
 Testify of Jesus' merit, 
 Speak the word of power to me : 
 Even me. 
 
 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, 
 
 Long been slighting, grieving thee ? 
 Has the world my heart been keeping ? 
 Oh, forgive and rescue me ! 
 Even me. 
 
 6 Love of Grod, so pure and changeless ; 
 
 Blood of Christ, so rich and free ; 
 Grace of Grod, so rich and boundless ; 
 Magnif\^ it all in me : 
 Even me. 
 
 T Pass me not ; thy lost one bringing. 
 Bind my heart, Lord, to thee ; 
 Whilst the streams of life are springing, 
 Blessing others, oh, bless me : 
 Even me. 
 
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162 • CONVERSION. 
 
 CONYEESION. 
 
 ^OO Slhid JBartijneiis. 8s and 7s, 
 
 1 " Mercy, thou Son of David !" 
 
 Thus blind Bartimeus prayed ; 
 " Others by thy word are saved, 
 Now to me afford thine aid/* 
 
 2 Many for his crying chid him, 
 
 But he called the louder still ; 
 Till the gracious Saviour bid him, 
 ''Come, and ask me what you will." 
 
 3 Mone}^ was not what he wanted. 
 
 Though by begging used to live ; 
 But he asked and Jesus granted 
 Alms which none but he could give. 
 
 4 " Lord, remove this grievous blindness. 
 
 Let my ej^es behold the day :" 
 Straight he saw, and won by kindness, 
 Followed Jesus in the way. 
 
 5 Oh ! methinks I hear him praising, 
 
 Publishing to all around, 
 * * Friends, is not my case amazing ? 
 What a Saviour I have found ! ' ' 
 
 6 " Oh that all the blind but knew him, 
 
 And would be advised by me ; 
 Surely they would hasten to him. 
 He would cause them all to see. ' ' 
 
COXVERSIOX. 163 
 
 206 Turning to Jesus, C, M, 
 
 1 Welcoime, Saviour! to my heart; 
 
 Possess tliy humble throne ; 
 Bid every rival hence depart, 
 And claim me for thine own. 
 
 2 The world and Satan I forsake, 
 
 To thee I all resign ; 
 Mj^ longing heart, 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. 
 
 ^07 Just as I can, X. 3f. 
 
 1 Just as I am, without one plea. 
 But that thy blood was shed for me, 
 And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, 
 
 Lamb of Grod, 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, 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt. 
 With fears within and wars without, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
164 CONVERSION. 
 
 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, 
 Sight, riches, heahng of the mind, 
 Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive. 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, 
 Because thy promise I believe, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 6 Just as I am — thy love unknown 
 Has broken every barrier down ; 
 Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
 
 Lamb of God, I come ! 
 
 /iijO Yielding to tTesiis, S. M, 
 
 1 And can I yet delay 
 
 My little all to give? 
 To tear my soul from earth away, 
 My 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, oh, take, 
 And seal me ever thine ! 
 
CONVERSION. 165 
 
 ^Oy Singing Hedeeming Zove. C. P. JI, 
 
 1 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 
 
 And knew not wliere to go : 
 One solemn 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 Grod. 
 
 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 Saviour passed that way, 
 
 My bondage to remove : 
 The sinner, once by justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again. 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
166 CONVERSION. 
 
 /ClO ^ Choosing God' 8 Service, 7s, 
 
 1 People of tlie living God ! 
 
 I have soiight the world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort no where found ; 
 Now to 3'ou my spirit turns, 
 
 Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 
 Brethren ! where jouv altar burns, 
 
 Oh ! receive me into rest. 
 
 2 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 : 
 • Mine the Grod whom you adore, 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
 Earth can fill ni}^ soul no more, 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
 /Cil Follotving JTesus* 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 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, 
 
 Grod and heaven are still my own ! 
 
CONVERSION. 167 
 
 2 Let the world despise and leave me ; 
 
 They have left my Saviour, too. 
 Human hearts and looks deceive me : 
 
 Thou art not like them untrue : 
 Oh ! while thou dost smile upon me, 
 
 Grod of wisdom, love, and might ! 
 Foes may hate, and friends disown me; 
 
 Show thy face, and all is bright. 
 
 3 Perish, earthly fame and treasure ! 
 
 Come, disaster, scorn, and pain ! 
 In thy service, pain is pleasure ! 
 
 With thy favor, life is gain : 
 Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
 
 While thy love is left to me ; 
 Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
 
 Were that joy unmixed with thee. 
 
 'vl^ Menouncing the World, JET. Jf, 
 
 1 CoiME, my fond fluttering heart, 
 
 Come, struggle to be free ; 
 Thou and the world must part, 
 
 However hard it be : 
 My trembling spirit owns it just. 
 But cleaves yet closer to the dust. 
 
 2 Ye fair enchanting throng. 
 
 Ye golden dreams, farewell ; 
 Earth has prevailed too long, 
 And now I break the spell : 
 
168 CONVERSION. 
 
 Ye dierishecl joys of early years— r 
 Jesus, forgive these parting tears ! 
 
 213 Crying Abba, Father. S, M. 
 
 1 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 My Grod is reconciled ; 
 
 His pardoning 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. 
 
 /vl± Surrendering the JBCear't, Ss, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer ! 
 Welcome to this heart of mine ; 
 
CONVERSION. 169 
 
 Lord ! I make a full surrender, 
 Every power and tliought be thine ; 
 
 Thine entirely, 
 Through eternal ages thine. 
 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, 
 Earth and hell will disappear ; 
 Or in vain attempt possession. 
 When they find the Lord is near: 
 Shout, Zion ! 
 Shout, ye saints! the Lord is here. 
 
 Zlo JBefore the Cross, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
 
 Which before the cross I spend ! 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
 From the signer's dying friend. 
 
 2 Here I'll sit, forever viewing 
 
 Mercy streaming in his blood ; 
 Precious drops ! my soul bedewing. 
 Plead and claim my peace with Grod. 
 
 3 Here it is I find my heaven. 
 
 While upon the cross I gaze ; 
 Love I much? — I've much forgiven, 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 4 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 Grazing here I'd spend my breath, 
 Constant still in faith abiding. 
 Life deriving from his death. 
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170 CONVERSIOlSr. 
 
 5 Lord ! in ceaseless contemplation, 
 Fix my heart and eyes on thine, 
 Till I taste thy whole salvation, 
 Where, unveiled, thy glories shine. 
 
 /^lo ^oy over the Penitent, C« M» 
 
 1 Oh ! how divine, how sweet the joy 
 
 When hut one sinner turns. 
 And, with a humble, broken heart, 
 His sin and error 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 Ijyq, 
 
 217 denouncing the World* X. Mm 
 
 1 I SEND the joys of earth away. 
 Away, ye tempters of the mind ! 
 False as the smooth, deceitful sea. 
 And empty as the whistling wind. 
 
CONVERSION.* " 171 
 
 2 Your streams were floating me along, 
 
 Down to the gulf of black despair : 
 And, while I listened to your song, 
 
 Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 
 
 3 Lord ! I adore thy matchless grace, 
 
 That warned me of that dark abj^ss ; 
 That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
 And bade me seek superior bliss. 
 
 4 Now, to the shining realms above, 
 
 I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes ; 
 Oh ! for the pinions of a dove, 
 To bear me to the upper skies. 
 
 5 There, from the bosom of my God, 
 
 Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; 
 There would I fix my last abode, 
 And drown the sorrows of my soul. 
 
 ^lo *^oy in Heaven, X. M* 
 
 1 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? 
 
 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. 
 
172 ^ •conversion. 
 
 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. 
 
 219 Marching to Zion, C. Jf. 
 
 1 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord ! 
 
 Your great Deliverer sing : 
 Ye pilgrims! now for Zion bound, 
 Be joyful in your King. 
 
 2 See the fair way his hand hath made ; 
 
 How peaceful and how plain ! 
 The simplest traveler need not err, 
 Nor seek the path in vain. 
 
 3 A hand divine shall lead you on. 
 
 Through all the blissful road ; 
 Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
 And see your smiling God. 
 
 4 Bright garlands of immortal joy 
 
 Shall bloom on every head ; 
 While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
 Like shadows, all are fled. 
 
 5 March on in your Redeemer's strength; 
 
 Pursue his footsteps still ; 
 With joyful hope, still fix youi' eye 
 On Zion's heavenly hill. 
 
CONVERSION. 173 
 
 ^vw U Forgiveness of Sins, S. M, 
 
 1 Oh ! blessed souls are they, 
 
 Whose sins are covered o'er; 
 Divinely blessed, to whom the Lord 
 Imputes their guilt no more. 
 
 2 They mourn their follies past, 
 
 And keep their hearts with care ; 
 Their lips and lives, without deceit. 
 Shall prove their faith sincere. 
 
 3 While I concealed my guilt, 
 
 I felt the festering wound ; 
 Till I confessed my sins to thee. 
 And ready pardon found. 
 
 4 Let sinners learn to pray. 
 
 Let saints keep near the throne ; 
 Our help in times of deep distress. 
 Is found in Grod alone. 
 
 221 Abiding by the Cross, 7s *& 6s, 
 
 1 God of my salvation, hear. 
 
 And help me to believe ; 
 Now to thee do I draw near. 
 
 Thy blessing to receive : 
 Pull of sin, alas, I am. 
 
 But to thee for refuge flee ; 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
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174 CONVERSION. 
 
 2 No good word, or work, or thought, 
 
 I bring to gain thy grace ; 
 Pardon I accept nnboiight ; 
 
 Th}'^ proffer I embrace : 
 Needy, guilty, vile I am, 
 
 Yet I know thy love is free ; 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 3 Saviour, from thy wounded side 
 
 I never will depart ; 
 At thy cross will I abide. 
 
 With humble, trusting heart: 
 When my place above I claim, 
 
 This shall be my only plea : 
 Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
 
 Thy blood was shed for me. 
 
 iiAj^ii Fleading at the Cross, 7s & 6s. 
 
 1 La3IB of God \ whose bleeding love 
 
 We now recall to mind. 
 Send the answer from above. 
 
 And let us mercy find : 
 Think on us who think on thee ; 
 
 Every burdened soul release ; 
 Oh ! remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 2 Let thy blood, by faith applied, 
 
 The sinner's pardon seal ; 
 
CONVERSION. 175 
 
 Speak 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. 
 
 3 Can we ever hence depart, 
 
 Till thou our wants relieve ? 
 Writ* forgiveness on our heart, 
 
 And all thine image give : 
 Still our souls shall cry to thee. 
 
 Till renewed by holiness ; 
 Oh ! remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 /i/io Fleeing to the Cross, C. P« M, 
 
 1 THOU who hearest the prayer of faith, 
 Wilt thou not save a soul from death. 
 
 That casts itself on thee ? 
 I have no refuge of my own, 
 But fly to what my Lord hath done, 
 
 And suffered once for me. 
 
 2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead. 
 Thy spotless righteousness I plead. 
 
 And thine atoning blood: 
 Thy righteousness my robe shall be, 
 Thy merit shall atone for me. 
 
 And bring me near to God, 
 
176 CONVERSION. 
 
 3 Then snatcli me from eternal death, 
 The spirit of adoption breathe, 
 
 His consolation send : 
 By him some word of life impart, 
 And sweetly whisper to my heart, 
 "Thy Maker is thy friend." 
 
 /0/v4 Subdued hy the Cross, C M, 
 
 1 I SAW one hanging on a tree, • 
 
 In agonies and blood ; 
 He fixed his languid eyes on me, 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 2 Oh ! never, till my latest breath. 
 
 Shall I forget that look ; 
 It seemed to charge me with his death, 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
 3 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 
 
 It plunged me in despair : 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt. 
 And helped to nail him there. 
 
 4 A second look he gave, that said, 
 
 ' ' I fi-eely all forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 I die that thou may'st live." 
 
 5 Thus, while his death my sin displays, 
 
 In all its blackest hue, 
 Such is the mystery of grace. 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
CONVERSION. 177 
 
 firlO JLoving Jesus, 8s & 7s* 
 
 1 Co3iE, tliou Fount of ev'ry blessing ! 
 
 Tune my heart to grateful lays ; 
 Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 Chorus. — I loye Jesus, Hallelujali, 
 I love Jesus, yes, I do, 
 I do love Jesus, He's my Saviour, 
 Jesus smiles and loves me too. 
 
 2 Teach me some melodious measure, 
 
 Sung by raptured saints above ; 
 Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, 
 While I sing redeeming love. 
 
 3 Jesus sought me, when a stranger. 
 
 Wandering from the fold of God ; 
 He to save my soul from danger. 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 4 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor. 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let thy grace, Lord ! like a fetter, 
 Bind my wandering heart to thee. 
 
 5 Prone to wander. Lord ! I feel it ; 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love : 
 Here's my heart, oh ! take and seal it, 
 Seal it from thy courts above. 
 
178 CONVERSION. 
 
 226 JToyful Hope, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Know, my soul ! tliy full salvation ; 
 
 Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care, 
 Joy to find, in every station, 
 
 Sometliing still to do or bear : 
 Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 
 
 Think what Father's smiles are thine; 
 Think what Jesus did to win thee ; 
 
 Child of heaven! canst thou repine? 
 
 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 
 
 Armed with faith and mnged with prayer ; 
 Heaven's eternal day 's before thee, 
 
 God's own hand shall guide thee there: 
 Soon shall close thine earthly mission. 
 
 Soon shall pass thy pilgrim-days ; 
 Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
 
 Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
 
 Z^l tTesiis is Mine, 
 
 1 Fade, fade each earthly joy, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Break every tender tie, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Dai'k is the wilderness. 
 Earth has no resting-place, 
 Jesus alone can bless, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
CONVERSION. 179 
 
 Tempt not my soul away, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Here would I ever stay, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Perishing things of clay. 
 Born for but one brief day, 
 Pass from my heart away, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Lost in this dawning light, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 All that my soul has tried, 
 Left but a dismal void, 
 Jesus has satisfied, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 Farewell mortahty, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Welcome eternity, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Welcome, loved and blest, 
 Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, 
 Welcome, my Saviour's breast, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
180 . CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 CHKISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 /IZo First Zove» 
 
 1 How happy are they 
 "WTio the Saviour obey, 
 
 And have laid up their treasure above ! 
 Oh, what tongue can express, 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 
 Of a soul in its earliest love ! 
 
 2 That comfort was mine, 
 When compassion divine 
 
 To my soul in its misery came ; 
 
 When first I believed, 
 
 And salvation received. 
 And rejoiced in Immanuel's name. 
 
 3 My remnant of days 
 Would I spend to his praise, 
 
 Who hath died my lost soul to redeem ; 
 
 Whether many or few, 
 
 All my years are his due ; 
 May they all be devoted to him. 
 
 229 ^oij in God. C, M, 
 
 1 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite, 
 In silence soft and sweet ; 
 And thou, my soul, sit gently down 
 At thy great Sov' reign's feet. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 181 
 
 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, 
 
 Yet gladly I attend ; 
 For lo ! the everlasting God 
 Proclaims himself my Friend. 
 
 3 Harmonious accents to my soul, 
 
 The sounds of peace convey ; 
 The tempest at his word subsides, 
 And winds and seas obey. 
 
 4 By all its joys, I charge my heart 
 
 To grieve his love no more ; 
 But, charmed by melody divine. 
 To give its folhes o'er. 
 
 /odU Triumphing in tTesns, 
 
 1 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 Saviour's face. 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise, and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls ! dry up your tears ; 
 Banish all your sinful fears ; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove. 
 Cancelled by redeeming love. 
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182 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 4 Welcome all, by sin oppressed, 
 Welcome to his sacred rest ! 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Nothing but redeeming love. 
 
 5 Hither, then, your music bring ; 
 Strike aloud each joyful string ; 
 Mortals ! join the hosts above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 6 When his Spirit leads us home. 
 When we to his glory come, 
 We shall all the fullness prove 
 Of the Lord's redeeming love. 
 
 /ioL Communing with tTesus, X. JM". 
 
 1 Jesus, our best beloved friend, 
 
 Draw out our souls in sweet desire ; 
 Jesus, in love to us descend, 
 Baptize us with thy Spirit's fire. 
 
 2 Our souls and bodies we resign. 
 
 To fear and follow thy commands ; 
 Oh ! take our hearts, our hearts are thine, 
 Accept the service of our hands. 
 
 3 Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer. 
 
 Our Master's voice will we obey. 
 
 Toil in the vineyard here, and bear 
 
 The heat and burden of the day. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 183 
 
 4 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. 
 
 ^0*/i Munning for the Frize, C. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul ! stretch every nerve. 
 
 And press with vigor on ; 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 2 'Tis Grod's all-animating voice, 
 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 'Tis he, whose hand presents the prize, 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 3 A cloud of witnesses'around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey ; 
 
 Forget the steps already trod. 
 
 And onward urge thy way, 
 
 4 Blest Saviour ! introduced by thee. 
 
 Our race have we begun ; 
 And, crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet, 
 We'll lay our trophies down. 
 
 233 The 3Ien of Faith, C. M. 
 
 1 Rise, my soul ! pursue the path. 
 By ancient worthies trod ; 
 Aspiring, view those holy men, 
 Who lived and walked with God. 
 
184 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 
 
 And in example Hve ; 
 Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, 
 Still fresh instruction give. 
 
 3 'T was 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 giren ; 
 
 And ne'er forsake the blessed road, 
 
 That led them safe to heaven. 
 
 *ioi: ^'*^ Heavenly Saee* X. JSf. 
 
 1 Awake, our souls I away, our fears! 
 
 Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone; 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 
 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 
 Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint. 
 
 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 
 
 Is ever new, and ever young, 
 And firm endures, while endless years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 185 
 
 4 From tliee, the overflowing spring, 
 
 Our souls shall drink a full supply ; 
 While such as trust their native strength, 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 
 
 We'll mount aloft to thine abode; 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amid the heavenly road. 
 
 235 The Christian Warfare, Tj. M. 
 
 1 STxIND 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 thy 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 the 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 sky 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
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186 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 ^00 The Christian Soldier, C, JIT. 
 
 1 A^i 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? 
 
 2 Are there no foes for me to face? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood? 
 Is this vile world a friend of-.grace, 
 To help me on to God? 
 
 3 Sure, I must fight if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase mj^ courage, Lord ! 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 
 Shall conquer, though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 5 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 
 And all thine armies shine, 
 In robes of victor}^, through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 Zol Christian Assurance, C» M, 
 
 1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 Or to defend his cause ; 
 Maintain the honor of his word, 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 187 
 
 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. 
 
 288 The fight of Faith, 8, M, 
 
 1 My soul ! be on thy guard, 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard. 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2 Oh ! 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 ; 
 Thine arduous work will not be done, 
 Till thou obtain thy crown. 
 
188 CHRISTIAN LIFE. • 
 
 239 Watchfulness. S, M, 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A* God to glorify ; 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky. 
 
 2 To serve the present age. 
 
 My calling to fulfill, 
 Oh ! may it all my powers engage, 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 3 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And oh ! thy servant, Lord ! prepare 
 A strict account to give. 
 
 4 Help me to watch and pray. 
 
 And on thyself rely, 
 Assured, if I my trust betray, 
 I shall forever die. 
 
 240 The Child-like Temper. 7s^ 
 
 1 Quiet, Lord ! my froward heart ; 
 
 Make me teachable and mild ; 
 Upright, simple, free from art ; 
 
 Make me as a weaned child : 
 From distrust and envy free, • 
 Pleased with all that pleases thee. 
 
 2 What thou shalt to-day provide. 
 
 Let me as a child receive ; 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 189 
 
 What to-morrow may betide, 
 
 Calmly to tliy wisdom leave : 
 'Tis enough that thou wilt care ; 
 Why should I the burden bear ? 
 
 3 As a little child relies 
 
 On a care beyond his own, 
 Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 
 
 Fears to move one step alone ; 
 , Let me thus with thee abide, 
 As my Father, guard, and guide. 
 
 241 Tlie Mind of ChinsU 7s, 
 
 1 Father of eternal grace ! 
 
 Grlorify thyself in me ; 
 Meekly beaming in my face. 
 May the world thine image see. 
 
 2 Happy only in thy love. 
 
 Poor, unfriended, or unknown ; 
 Fix my thoughts on things above, 
 Stay my heart on thee alone. 
 
 3 Humble, holy, all-resigned 
 
 To thy will : thy will be done ! 
 Give me, Lord ! the perfect mind 
 Of thy well-beloved Son. 
 
 4 Counting gain and glory loss. 
 
 May I tread the path he trod ; 
 Die with Jesus on the cross, 
 Kise with him, to thee, my God! 
 
190 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 ^4/v Faint f yet Pursuing* lis, 
 
 1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our 
 
 way; ^ 
 The Lord is our leader, his word is our stay ; 
 Though suff'ring, and sorrow, and trial be 
 
 near, 
 The Lord is our refuge, and whom cah we 
 
 fear? 
 
 2 He raiseth the fallen, he cheereth the faint ; 
 The weak and oppressed, he will hear their 
 
 complaint ; 
 The way may be weary, and thorny the road, 
 But how can we falter? our help is in God ! 
 
 3 Though clouds may surround us, our God is 
 
 our light ; 
 Though storms rage around us, our God is 
 
 our might : 
 So faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come ; 
 The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is our 
 
 home. 
 
 243 rUgrim's Song, 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 Rise, my soul ! and stretch thy wings, 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Rise from transitory things. 
 Toward heaven, thy native place : 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 191 
 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay, 
 Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
 
 Rise, my soul ! and haste away, 
 To seats prepared above. 
 
 I Rivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in 'all their course; 
 Fire ascending seeks the sun. 
 
 Both speed them to their source : 
 So a soul, that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face ; 
 Upward tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 Cease, ye pilgrims ! cease to mourn, 
 
 Press onward to the prize: 
 Soon the Saviour will return, 
 
 Triumphant in the skies : 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be given ; 
 All our sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchanged for heaven. 
 
 *c44 Salvation Welcomed, C, M, 
 
 1 Salvation ! oh ! the joyful sound, 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears; 
 A sov' reign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
192 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay; 
 But we arise, bj^ grace divine, 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around ; 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 245 
 
 Salvation Sure, C iif» 
 
 1 Come, let us join our songs of praise 
 
 To our ascended Priest ; 
 He entered heaven, with all our names 
 Engraven on his breast. 
 
 2 Below, he washed our guilt away, 
 
 By his atoning blood ; 
 Now he appears before the throne, 
 And pleads our cause with God. 
 
 3 Clothed with our nature still, he knows 
 
 The weakness of our fi-ame. 
 And how to shield us from the foes 
 ^Yhom he himself o'ercame. 
 
 4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench 
 
 The fervor of his love ; 
 For us he died in kindness here, 
 For us he lives above. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 193 
 
 5 Oh ! may we ne'er forget his grace, 
 Nor blush to bear his name ; 
 Still msiy our hearts hold fast his faith, 
 Our lips his praise proclaim. 
 
 246 
 
 T7ie Debt all Paid. 
 
 1 Nothing, either great or small, 
 
 Remains for me to do ; 
 Jesus died, and paid it all, 
 Yes, all the debt I owe. 
 Chorus. — Jesus paid it all. 
 
 All the debt I owe. 
 Jesus died and paid it all. 
 Yes, all the debt I owe. 
 
 2 When he from his lofty throne. 
 
 Stooped down to do and die, 
 Everything was fully done ; 
 'Tis finished !" was his cry. 
 
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 3 Weary, working, plodding one. 
 
 Oh, wherefore toil you so ? 
 Cease your doing, all was done ; 
 Yes, ages long ago. 
 
 4 Till to Jesus' work you cling. 
 
 Alone by simple faith, 
 *' Doing" is a deadly thing. 
 
 Your " doing" ends in death. 
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194 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 5 Cast your deadly ' ' doing' ' down, 
 Down at Jesus' feet ; 
 Stand in him, in him alone. 
 All glorious and complete. 
 
 247 My Saviour Died for Me. C* M. 
 
 1 Thou art my hiding-place, Lord ! 
 
 In thee I put my trust ; 
 Encouraged by thy holy word, 
 
 A feeble child of dust : 
 I have no argument beside, 
 
 I urge no other plea ; 
 And 'tis enough, my Saviour died, 
 
 My Saviour died for me ! 
 
 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, 
 
 And furious foes assail. 
 My refuge is the mercy-seat. 
 
 My hope within the vail : 
 From strife of tongues, and bitter words. 
 
 My spirit flies to thee ; 
 Joy to my heart the thought affords. 
 
 My Saviour died for me ! 
 
 248 Heaven on Earth* S, M, 
 
 1 Co^iE, ye who love the Lord ! 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a song of sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 195 
 
 2 Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 Who never knew our God ; 
 But children of the heavenly King, 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 3 The men of grace have found 
 
 Grlory begun below ; 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
 From faith and hope may grow. 
 
 4 The hill of Zion jdelds 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 5 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We're marching through Immanuel's ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 ^49 Salvation hy Grace, S, M, 
 
 1 GrRACE ! '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. 
 
196 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Grace led my roving feet 
 
 To tread the heavenlj^ 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. 
 
 250 Delight in God. C. M, 
 
 1 Lord, I would dehght in thee, 
 
 And on thy care depend ; 
 
 To thee in every trouble £ee, 
 
 My best my only friend. 
 
 2 When all created streams are dried, 
 
 Thy fullness is the same ; 
 May I with this be satisfied. 
 And glory in thy name. 
 
 3 Oh that I had a stronger faith 
 
 To look within the vail, 
 To credit what my Saviour saith. 
 Whose word can never fail. 
 
 4 He who has made my heaven secure 
 
 Will here all food provide ; 
 While Christ is rich can I be poor ? 
 What can I want beside ? 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 197 
 
 Lord, I cast my care on thee ; 
 
 I triumph and adore ; 
 Henceforth my great concern shall be 
 
 To love and praise thee more. 
 
 /COi Breathing after JEEoUness, C. M, 
 
 1 Oh ! that the Lord would guide my ways 
 
 To keep his statutes still ; 
 Oh ! that my Grod would grant me grace 
 To know and do his will. 
 
 2 Oh ! send thy Spirit down, to write 
 
 Thy law upon my heart ; 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
 Or act the liar's part. 
 
 3 Order my footsteps by thy word, 
 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 
 Let sin have no dominion, Lord ! 
 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
 4 My soul hath gone too far astray, 
 
 My feet too often slip ; 
 Yet, since I've not forgot thy way, 
 Restore thy wandering sheep. 
 
 5 Make me to walk in thy commands, 
 
 'Tis a delightful road ; 
 Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
 Offend against my God. 
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198 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 ZO/i Searching the Heart, X. Mm 
 
 1 Return, my roving lieart ! return, 
 
 And chase those shadowy forms no more ; 
 Now seek, in solitude to mourn, 
 And thy forsaken God implore. 
 
 2 thou great God ! whose piercing eye 
 
 Distinctly marks each deep recess ; 
 In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
 And with thy presence fill the place. 
 
 3 Through all the windings of my heart. 
 
 My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
 And still its radiant beams impart. 
 Till all be cleansed and purified. 
 
 4 Oh ! with the visits of thy love. 
 
 Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer. 
 Till every grace shall join to prove, 
 That God has fixed his dwelling here. 
 
 253 -^11 in God. X. Jf. 
 
 1 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
 That I shall find my all in thee, 
 
 The fullness of thy promise prove, 
 The seal of thine eternal love? 
 
 2 Ah! wherefore did I ever doubt? 
 Thou wilt in no wise cast me out, 
 A helpless soul that comes to thee 
 With only sin and miseiy. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 199 
 
 3 Lord, I am blind, be thou my sight; 
 Lord, I am weak, be tbou my migbt ; 
 A helper of the helpless be ; 
 And let me find my all in thee ! 
 
 254 Trust in God's Care. C. M. 
 
 1 My Grod ! my Father ! blissful name ! 
 
 Oh! may I call thee mine? 
 May I with sweet assurance claim 
 A portion so divine? 
 
 2 This only can my fears control. 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly ; 
 What harm can ever reach my soul 
 Beneath my Father's eye? 
 
 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, 
 
 I calmly would resign ; 
 For thou art good, and just, and wise ; 
 Oh ! bend my will to thine. 
 
 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, 
 
 Oh ! give me strength to bear ; 
 Let me but know my Father reigns, 
 And trust his tender care. 
 
 255 Trust and Praise. C. 3/. 
 
 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, 
 In trouble, and in joy. 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
200 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, 
 
 Till all, who are distressed, 
 From my example comfort take, 
 And charm their griefs to rest. 
 
 3 Oh ! magnify the Lord with me. 
 
 With me exalt his name ; 
 When in distress to him I called. 
 He to my rescue came. 
 
 4 The hosts of God encamp "around 
 
 The dwellings of the just ; 
 Deliverance he affords to all 
 Who on his succor trust. 
 
 5 Oh ! make but trial of his love ; 
 
 Experience will decide, 
 How blest are they, and only they. 
 Who in his truth confide. 
 
 6 Fear him, ye saints ! and ye will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear : 
 Make ye his service your delight, 
 He'll make your wants his care. 
 
 256 A. Contrite Seart, C. M. 
 
 1 Oh ! for a heart to praise my God ! 
 A heart from sin set free ; 
 A heart that always feels thy blood. 
 So freely shed for me. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. ^ 201 
 
 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek. 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 A humble, 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. 
 
 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new, best name of love. 
 
 /C/Ol Meconciliation ivith God* ۥ M* 
 
 1 Eternal Sun of Righteousness, 
 
 Display thy beams divine. 
 And cause the glories of thy face 
 Upon my heart to shine. 
 
 2 Light, in thy hght, oh ! may I see, 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ; 
 Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee, 
 The Grod of pardoning love. 
 
202 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Lift up thy countenance serene, 
 And let thy happy child 
 Behold, without a cloud between, 
 The Godhead reconciled. 
 
 /^OO God's Guidance Sought. 8s , 7s & 4s* 
 
 1 Guide me, 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, Lord ! the crystal fountain. 
 
 Whence the healing waters 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 ; 
 Death of death, and hell's destruction! 
 •Land me safe on Canaan's side: 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 ^Sy Mope Encoui'aged, Ss, 7s & 4s» 
 
 1 IMY soul! what means this sadness? 
 Wherefore art thou thus cast down? 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 203 
 
 Let thy grief be turned to gladness, 
 Bid thy restless fear be gone ; 
 
 Look to Jesus, 
 And rejoice in his dear name. 
 
 2 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, 
 
 Though thy heart is stained with sin, 
 Jesus lives, he'll ne'er forget thee, 
 He will make thee pure within ; 
 
 He is faithful 
 To perform his gracious word. 
 
 3 Though distresses now attend thee. 
 
 And thou treadest the thorny road ; 
 
 His right hand shall still defend thee, 
 
 Soon he'll bring thee home to Grod^ 
 
 Thou shalt praise him. 
 Praise the great Redeemer's name. 
 
 4 Oh ! that I could now adore him, 
 
 Like the heavenly host above, 
 Who forever bow before him, 
 And unceasing sing his love ! 
 
 Happy spirits ! 
 When shall I your chorus join? 
 
 /CbU Watching and Praying, C, M, 
 
 1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise. 
 What snares beset my way ! 
 To heaven, oh ! let me lift mine eyes, 
 And hourly watch and pray. 
 
204 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 
 
 And melt in flowing tears ! 
 I strive against mj^ foes in vain, 
 I sink amid my fears. 
 
 3 Lord! increase my faith and hope, 
 
 When foes and fears prevail ; 
 
 And bear my fainting spirit up, 
 
 Or soon my strength will fail. 
 
 4 Oh ! keep me in thy heavenly way, 
 
 And bid the tempter flee ; 
 And never, never let me stray 
 
 From happiness and thee. 
 
 261 Spiritual Sloth, €, M* 
 
 1 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 The little ants, for one poor grain, 
 
 Labor, and tug, and strive ; 
 Yet we, who have a heaven to 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 ; 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 205 
 
 4 We, for whom God, tlie Son, came down. 
 
 And labored for onr good ; 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchased with his blood ! 
 
 5 Lord ! shall we lie so sluggish still, 
 
 And never act our parts ? 
 Come, holy Dove ! from th' heavenly hill, 
 And sit and warm our hearts. 
 
 6 Then shall our active spirits move, 
 
 Upward our souls shall rise ; 
 With hands of faith, and wings of love, 
 We'll fly and take the prize. 
 
 Zv/i Unbelief JBanished, 5s & 6*«. 
 
 1 Begone, unbelief. 
 
 My Saviour 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 Though dark be my way, 
 
 Since he is my guide, 
 'Tis mine to obey, 
 'Tis his to provide ; 
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206 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 His way was much rougher 
 And darker than mine ; 
 
 Did Jesus thus suffer, 
 And shall I repine ? 
 
 3 Determined to save, 
 
 He watched 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 ? 
 
 4 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. 
 
 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, oh how pleasant 
 
 The conqueror's song ! 
 
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 4i\)0 Confidence in God* C, M» 
 
 1 Author of good, we rest on thee. 
 
 Thine ever watchful eye 
 
 Alone our real wants can see. 
 
 Thine hand alone supply. 
 
 2 In thine all gracious providence 
 
 Our cheerful hopes confide ; 
 
 Oh let thy power be our defence, 
 
 Thy love our footsteps guide. 
 
 3 Not what we wish, but what we want. 
 
 Thy mercy still supply ! 
 The good unasked, Father, grant ; 
 The ill, though asked, deny. 
 
 264 Hest in God, S, M, 
 
 1 Oh ! cease, my wandering soul, 
 
 On restless wing to roam ; 
 All this wide world, to either pole, 
 Has not for thee a home. 
 
 2 Behold the ark of God ; 
 
 Behold the open door ; 
 Oh ! haste to gain that dear abode, 
 And rove, my soul, no more. 
 
 3 There safe shalt thou abide. 
 
 There sweet shall be thy rest, 
 And every longing satisfied, 
 With full salvation blest. 
 
208 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 ^00 nesting on God* S, M* 
 
 1 My spirit on thy care. 
 
 Blest Saviour, I recline ; 
 Thou wilt not leave me to despair, 
 
 For thou art love divine. 
 
 2 In thee I place mj^ trust. 
 
 On thee I calmly rest ; 
 I know thee good, I know thee just, 
 And count thy choice the best. 
 
 3 Let good or ill befall, 
 
 It must be good for me ; 
 Secure of having thee in all. 
 Of having all in thee. 
 
 2i\)\) Burdens cast on God, S, M, 
 
 1 How gentle God's commands! 
 
 How kind his precepts are ! 
 Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
 And trust his constant care. 
 
 2 Beneath his powerful sway 
 
 His saints securely dwell ; 
 That hand which bears all nature up 
 Will guide his children well. 
 
 3 Why should this anxious load 
 
 Press down your wearj^ mind? 
 Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, 
 And sweet refreshment find. 
 
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 4 His goodness stands approved. 
 Renewed from day to day ; 
 I'll drop my burden at his feet. 
 And bear a song away. 
 
 ^b7 Faith Founded on Promises, lis, 
 
 1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord ! 
 Is laid for your faitb in his excellent word ! 
 What more can he say. than to you he hath 
 
 said, 
 You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 
 
 2 "Fear not, I am with thee, oh! be not dis- 
 
 mayed, 
 I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 
 I'U strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 
 
 thee to stand, 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent- hand. 
 
 3 ' ' When through the deep waters I call thee 
 
 to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not thee overflow ; 
 For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless. 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 4 ' ' 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, and thy gold to refine. 
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210 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 5 "E'en down to old age, all my people shall 
 
 prove 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 And, when hoary hau's shall their temples 
 
 adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
 
 borne. 
 
 6 "The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for 
 
 repose, 
 I will not, I cannot, desei-t to his foes; 
 That soul, though all hell should endeavor to 
 
 shake, 
 I'll never, — no, never, — no, never forsake." 
 
 /Obo Mercy in Affliction, C. M* 
 
 1 THOTJ whose mercy guides my way ! 
 
 Though now it seems severe, 
 Forbid my unbelief to say. 
 There is no mercy here. 
 
 2 Oh ! grant me to desire the pain. 
 
 That comes in kindness down. 
 More than the world's alluring gain, 
 Succeeded by a frown. 
 
 3 Then, though thou bend my spirit low, 
 
 Love only shall I see ; 
 The very hand that strikes the blow 
 Was wounded once for me. 
 
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 4 by JEEope in the Covenant* Ij, M» 
 
 1 How oft have sin and Satan strove 
 
 To rend my soul from thee, my Grod ! 
 But everlasting is thy love, 
 And Jesus seals it with his blood. 
 
 2 The oath and promise of the Lord 
 
 Join to confirm the wondrous grace; 
 Eternal power performs the word. 
 And fills all heaven with endless praise. 
 
 3 Amid temptations, sharp and long. 
 
 My soul to this dear refuge flies ; 
 Hope is my anchor, firm and strong. 
 While tempests blow, and billows rise. 
 
 4 The gospel bears my spirit up ; 
 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Lays the foundation for my hope. 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood. 
 
 /w / U JLdoption, I,, JH, 
 
 1 Great God ! indulge my humble claim, 
 
 Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
 The glories, that compose thy name. 
 Stand all engaged to make me blest. 
 
 2 Thou great and 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. 
 
212 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 With early feet I love to appear 
 
 Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; 
 Oft have I seen thy giorj^ there. 
 And felt the power of sovereign grace. 
 
 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice. 
 
 While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And spend the remnant of my days. 
 
 '471 JPrayer fov Mepentance, 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 Jesus, let thy pitying eye 
 
 Call back a wandering sheep ; 
 False to thee like Peter, I 
 
 Would fain like Peter weep ; 
 Let me be by grace restored. 
 
 And to me thy mercy shown ; 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 2 Saviour, Prince, enthrone4 above, 
 
 Repentance to impart, 
 Give me, through thy dying love, 
 
 The humble, contrite heart ; 
 This I should have long implored, 
 
 For thou all my sin hast known ; 
 Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
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 3 See me, Saviour, from above, 
 
 Nor suiFer me to die ; 
 Life, and happiness, and love, 
 
 Fall from thy gracious eye : 
 Speak the reconciling word. 
 
 Let thy mercy melt me down ; 
 Turn, and look upon me. Lord, 
 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 272 Prayer for Strength, 7s & Os» 
 
 1 Near me, my Saviour, stand, 
 
 In sore temptation's hour; 
 Save me with thine outstretched hand. 
 
 And show forth all thy power ; 
 Oh ! be mindful of thy word ; 
 
 All-sufficient grace bestow ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And neve/ let me go. 
 
 2 Give me, Lord, a holy fear. 
 
 And fix it in my heart ; 
 That I may from evil near 
 
 With timely care depart ; 
 Sin be more than hell abhorred. 
 
 Faith resist the tj^ant foe ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. . 
 
 3 Never let me leave thy breast. 
 
 From thee, my Saviour, stray ; 
 
214 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Thou art my support and rest, 
 
 My true and living way ; 
 My exceeding great reward, 
 
 Mine above, and mine below ; 
 Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, 
 
 And never let me go. 
 
 Z iO Appropriating ChirisU 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 SACRED Head, now wounded, 
 
 With grief and shame weighed down, 
 Now scornfully surrounded 
 
 With thorns, thine only crown ; 
 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 that 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, 
 
 3 What language shall I borrow. 
 
 To praise thee, heavenly Friend : 
 For this, thy dying son'ow. 
 Thy pity without end ? 
 
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 Lord, make me thine forever, 
 
 Nor let me faithless prove : 
 Oh ! let me never, never, 
 
 Abuse such dying love. 
 
 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. 
 
 Be near when I am dying, 
 
 Oh ! show thy cross to me ! 
 And for my succor flying, 
 
 Come, Lord, to set me free : 
 These eyes new faith receiving, 
 
 From Jesus shall not move ; 
 For he who dies believing. 
 
 Dies safely — through thy love. 
 
 274 Unfruitfulness Deplm*ed, C. Jf. 
 
 1 Long have I sat beneath the sound 
 Of thy salvation, Lord ! 
 But still, how, weak my faith is found, 
 And knowledge of thy word. 
 
216 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Oft I frequent thy liol}^ place, 
 
 And hear almost in vain ; 
 How small a portion of thy grace 
 My memory can retain. 
 
 3 How cold and feeble is my love ! 
 
 How negligent my fear ! 
 How low my hope of joys above ! 
 How few affections there ! 
 
 4 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart. 
 
 To give thy word success ; 
 Write thy salvation in my heart, 
 And make me learn thy grace. 
 
 5 Show my forgetful feet the way, 
 
 That leads to joys on high ; 
 There knowledge grows without decay, 
 And love shall never die. 
 
 /i 75 Submission* C. M, 
 
 1 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? 
 
 Thy love forbids my fears ; 
 Why tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears? 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 217 
 
 3 No, let me rather freely yield 
 
 What roost I prize to thee ; 
 Thou never hast a good withheld, 
 Nor wilt witlihold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favor, all my journey through, 
 
 Shall be my rich supply; 
 What more I want, or think I do, 
 Let wisdom still deny. 
 
 ^ ^ O In Darkness, 7s. 
 
 1 Once I thought my moimtain strong, 
 
 Firmly fixed no more to move ; 
 Then my Saviour was my song. 
 
 Then my soul was filled with love : 
 Those were happy, golden days, 
 Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 
 
 2 Little, then, myself I knew, 
 
 Little thought of Satan's power; 
 Now I feel my sins renew. 
 
 Now I feel the stormy hour ; 
 Sin has put my joys to flight. 
 Sin has turned my day to night. 
 
 3 Saviour ! shine, and cheer my soul, 
 
 Bid my dying hopes revive. 
 Make my wounded spirit whole, 
 
 Far away the tempter drive ; 
 Speak the word and set me free, 
 Let me live alone to thee. 
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218 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 *C77 The Fearful Uncouraged^ S, M, 
 
 1 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 thy night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 Still heavj^ is thy heart? 
 
 Still sink thy spirits down? 
 Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
 And every care be gone. 
 
 4 What though thou rulest not ; 
 
 Yet heaveja, and earth, and hell. 
 Proclaim God sitteth on the throne, 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
 5 Leave to his sovereign sway 
 
 To choose and to command : 
 So shalt thou, wondering, own his way 
 How wise, how strong his hand. 
 
 '^ / O Confidence Strengthened, S, .If, 
 
 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints ! 
 Down from the willows take ; 
 Loud to the praise of love divine. 
 Bid eveiy string awake. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 219 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We are not far from home ; 
 And, nearer to our house above, 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 His grace will, to the end. 
 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 Nor present things, nor things to come. 
 Shall quench this spark divine. 
 
 4 When we in darkness walk. 
 
 Nor feel the heavenly flame ; 
 Then will we trust our gracious God, 
 And rest upon his name. 
 
 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
 
 Subside at his control ; 
 His loving- kindness shall break through 
 The midnight of the soul. 
 
 6 Blest is the man, Grod! 
 
 That stays himself on thee : 
 Who waits for thy salvation. Lord ! 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 279 Working for the Master. S. M, 
 
 1 Work for the Master, work ! 
 At home and by the way ; 
 Where'er thy Lord appoints thy lot, 
 Work, while 'tis called to-day. 
 
220 CimiSTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Work for the Master, work ! 
 
 From early morn 'till even; 
 
 Put forth thine energies in hope 
 
 Of winning souls for heaven> 
 
 3 Work for the Master, work ! 
 
 No longer plead delaj^ ; 
 With all thy powers at once engage, 
 Gro, work, and watch, and pray. 
 
 4 Work for the Master, work ! 
 
 Thy toil will soon be done, 
 And thou, with spirits of the just, 
 Shalt shout the harvest home. 
 
 /io\j Ziistening to Jesus, 7s* 
 
 1 Hark! my sovill it is the Lord; 
 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 
 "Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me? 
 
 2 " I delivered thee when bound, 
 
 And, when bleeding, healed thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
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 3 "Can a woman's tender care 
 Cease toward the child she bare? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 221 
 
 4 "Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above ; 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful — strong as death. 
 
 5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be : 
 Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me?" 
 
 6 Lord I it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint; 
 Yet I love thee, and adore ; 
 
 Oh ! for grace to love thee more. 
 
 2iO\- JLeaniiig on Crod-. 
 
 1 Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
 Only lean upon his word ; 
 
 Thou wilt soon have cause to bless, 
 His unchanging faithfulness. 
 
 2 He sustains thee by his hand, 
 He enables thee to stand ; 
 
 Those whom Jesus once hath loved 
 From his grace are never moved. 
 
 3 Heaven and earth may pass away, 
 God's free grace shall not decay: 
 He hath promised to fulfill 
 
 All the pleasure of his will. 
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222 CHEISTIAX LIFE. 
 
 4 Jesiis ! guardian of tby flock, 
 Be thyself our constant rock, 
 Make us, by thy powerful hand, 
 Firm as Zion's mountain stand. 
 
 /CoZ Jjoving the Shepherd* S, M* 
 
 1 I WAS a wandering sheep, 
 
 I did not love the fold ; 
 I did not love my shepherd^ s voice, 
 
 I would not be controlled ; 
 I was a wayward child, 
 
 I did not love my home, 
 I did not love my Father's voice, 
 
 I loved afar to roam. 
 
 2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, 
 
 The Father sought his child ; 
 He followed me o'er vale and hill, 
 
 O'er deserts waste and wild; 
 He found me nigh to death, 
 
 Famished, and faint, and lone, 
 He bound me with the bands of love, 
 
 He saved the waudering one. 
 
 3 He spake in tender love, 
 
 He raised my drooping head ; 
 He gently closed my bleeding wounds. 
 My fainting soul he fed ; 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 223 
 
 He washed my filtli away. 
 
 He made me clean and fair ; 
 He brought me to my home in peace, 
 
 The long-sought wanderer. 
 
 4 Jesus my Shepherd is, 
 
 'Twas he that loved my soul; 
 'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 
 
 'Twas he that made me whole: 
 'Twas he that sought the lost. 
 
 That found the wandering sheep : 
 'Twas he that brought me to the fold ; 
 
 'Tis he that still doth keep. 
 
 5 No more a wandering sheep, 
 
 I love to be controlled, 
 I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 
 
 I love the peaceful fold : 
 No more a wayward child, 
 
 I seek no more to roam, 
 I love my heavenly Father's voice, 
 
 I love, I love his home. 
 
 */COO Walhing ivitJi God. C, M^ 
 
 1 Oh ! for a closer walk with God, 
 A calm and heavenly frame, 
 A light to shine upon the road, 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
224 CHRISTIxiN LIFE. 
 
 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 enjoj^ed, 
 
 How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
 But they have left an aching void, 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, holy Dove ! return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ! 
 I hate the sins that made 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. 
 
 284 
 
 JLove to ClirisU C, M, 
 
 1 Do not I love thee, my Lord ? 
 Behold my heart, and see ; 
 And turn each hateful idol out, 
 That dares to rival thee. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 225 
 
 2 Is not thy name melodious still. 
 
 To mine attentive ear? 
 Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat, 
 My Saviour's voice to hear? 
 
 3 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 ? 
 
 4 Thou knowest I love thee, dearest Lord! 
 
 But oh ! I long to soar. 
 Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
 That I may love thee more. 
 
 rCbO Depending on Crvace, €, M, 
 
 1 A^iAZiNG 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. 
 Chorus. — I'm bound for the promised land, 
 I'm bound for the promised land, 
 My Saviour calls me, I must go, 
 I am bound for the promised land. 
 
 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
 
 And grace my fears relieved ; 
 How precious did that grace appear, 
 The hour I first believed. 
 
22b CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Througli manj' dangers, toils, and snares, 
 
 I have already come ; 
 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 4 Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail. 
 
 And mortal life shall cease, 
 I shall possess, within the vail, 
 A life of jo3^ and peace. 
 
 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow. 
 
 The sun forbear to shine ; 
 But God, who called me here below. 
 Will be forever mine. 
 
 /<vbb Prospect of the JRighteous, X. M, 
 
 1 What sinners value I resign ; 
 
 Lord ! 'lis enough that thou art mine ; 
 I shall behold thy blissful face, 
 And stand complete in righteousness. 
 
 2 This life's a dream — an empty show; 
 But the bright world, to which I go, 
 Hath jo3^s substantial and sincere ; 
 When shall I wake, and find me there ? 
 
 3 Oh ! glorious hour ! — Oh ! blest abode ! 
 I shall be near and like my God ; 
 
 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 227 
 
 4 ^ly flesh shall slumber in the ground. 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
 Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 %b I Meaven Anticipated, 7s & (is, 
 
 1 Oh ! when shall I see Jesus, 
 
 And reign with him above ; 
 And from that flowing fountain 
 
 Drink everlasting love ? 
 When shall I be delivered 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with my blessed Jesus, 
 
 Drink endless pleasure in ? 
 
 2 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, 
 
 I bid you all adieu ; 
 Then, my friends, prove faithful. 
 
 And, on, your way pursue. 
 
 3 Whene'er you meet with troubles 
 
 And trials in your way. 
 Oh ! cast your cares on Jesus, 
 And don't forget to praj^ 
 
228 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Gird on the -heavenly armor 
 Of faith, and hope, and love ; 
 
 Then, when the combat's ended, 
 He'll carr}^ 3'ou above. 
 
 288 Faith f our Guide, Jv. M. 
 
 1 'Tis by the faith of joj^s to come, 
 
 We walk through deserts dark as night : 
 Till we arrive at heaven, our home. 
 Faith is om- guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2 The want of sight she well supphes ; 
 
 She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
 Far into distant worlds she pries. 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 
 
 While faith inspires a heavenly ray ; 
 Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 4 So Abr'am, by divine command, 
 
 Left his own home to walk with God ; 
 His faith beheld the promised land, 
 And fired his zeal along the road. 
 
 AjKjd Trusting tlestis, 8s & 7s. 
 
 ' 1 Yes, for me, for me he careth, 
 With a brother's tender care ; 
 Yes, with me, with me he share th 
 Every burden, every fear. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 229 
 
 2 Yes, for me he standetli pleading 
 
 At the mercy-seat above ; 
 Ever for me interceding, 
 Constant in Untiring love. 
 
 3 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth 
 
 Joys unearthly, love and light ; 
 And to cover me he spreadeth 
 His paternal wing of might. 
 
 4 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth ; 
 
 I in him and he in me ! 
 And my empty soul he filleth, 
 Here and through eternity. 
 
 5 Thus I wait for his returning, 
 
 Singing all the way to heaven ; 
 Such the joyful song of morning. 
 Such the tranquil song of even. 
 
 /io\j Henouncing Self-Ilighfeoiisness. Ij» TSf. 
 
 1 No more, my God ! I boast no more, 
 
 Of all the duties I have done ; 
 I quit the hopes I held before. 
 To trust the merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 Now, for the love I bear his name. 
 
 What was my gain, I count my loss ; 
 My former pride I call my shame, 
 And nail my glory to his cross. 
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230 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Yes, and I must, and will, esteem 
 
 All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; 
 Oh ! may my soul be found in him, 
 And of his righteousness partake. 
 
 4 The best obedience of my hands 
 
 Dares not appear before thy throne ; 
 But faith can answer thy demands. 
 By pleading what my Lord has done. 
 
 291 
 
 FaitJi's Power, ۥ M, 
 
 1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
 
 And saves me from its snares ; 
 Its aid, in every duty, brings, 
 And softens all my cares. 
 
 2 The wounded conscience knows its power, 
 
 The healing balm to give ; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer. 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 3 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 
 Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
 And bids me seek my portion there. 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
 4 It shows the precious promise, sealed 
 
 With the Bedeemer's blood ; 
 And helps my feeble hope to rest 
 Upon a faithful God. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 231 
 
 5 There — there, unshaken would I rest, 
 Till this vile body dies ; 
 And then, on faith's triumphant wings 
 To endless glory ris^. 
 
 /iy^ Pleasures TTjiseen* C» M» 
 
 1 Oh ! could our thoughts and wishes fly » 
 
 Above these gloomy shades. 
 To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
 Which sorrow ne'er invades! 
 
 2 There, joys, unseen by mortal eyes, 
 
 Or reason's feeble ray. 
 In ever-blooming prospects rise, 
 Unconscious of decay. 
 
 3 Lord ! send a beam of light divine, 
 
 To guide our upward aim ; 
 With one reviving touch of thine. 
 Our languid hearts inflame. 
 
 4 Oh! then, on faith's sublimest wing. 
 
 Our ardent hopes shall rise 
 To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring 
 Immortal, in the skies. 
 
 ^yO Nearness to God* C, M* 
 
 1 Oh ! could I find, from day to day, 
 A nearness to my God, 
 Then should my hours glide sweet away, 
 Nor sin, nor fear intrude. 
 
232 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 Lord, I desire witli thee to live 
 
 Anew from day to day ; 
 In joys tlie world can never give, 
 Nor ever take away. 
 
 3 Jesus ! come and rule my heart, 
 
 And make me wholly thine, 
 
 Thdt I may never more depart, 
 
 Nor grieve thy love divine. 
 
 Zo^ Contrition and Prayer, C JIT. 
 
 1 Oh ! for that tenderness of heart, 
 
 That bows before the Lord ; 
 That owns how just and good thou art, 
 And trembles at thy word. 
 
 2 Oh ! for those humble, contrite tears. 
 
 Which from repentance flow ; 
 That sense of guilt, which, trembling, fears 
 The long-suspended blow ! 
 
 3 Saviour ! to me, in pity give. 
 
 For sin, the deep distress ; 
 The pledge thou wilt at last receive. 
 And bid me die in peace. 
 
 4 Oh ! fill my soul with faith and love, 
 
 And strength to do thy will ; 
 Raise my desires and hopes above, 
 Thyself to me reveal. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 233 
 
 295 Confiding in God. C. M, 
 
 1 Since all the varying scenes of time 
 
 Grod'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 thy fair book of life divine. 
 
 My Grod ! inscribe my name ; 
 
 There let it fill some humble place, 
 
 Beneath my Lord, the Lamb ! 
 
 296 Thirsting after God. C. M, 
 
 1 As pants the hart for cooKng streams, 
 
 When heated in the chase. 
 So longs my soul, Grod ! for thee, 
 And thy refreshing grace. 
 
 2 I sigh to think of happier days, 
 
 When thou, Lord ! wast nigh ; 
 When every heart was tuned to praise, 
 And none more blessed than I. 
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234 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Why restless, whj^ east down, my soul? 
 Trust Grod, and thou slialt sing 
 His praise again, and find him still 
 Thy health's eternal spring. 
 
 ^y 7 Sope Vanishing Fear, C M, 
 
 1 When I can read my title clear, 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And fiery darts be hurled, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage. 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul. 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest ; 
 And not a wave of trouble roll, 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 298 Tlie Churches Safety, X. M. 
 
 1 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. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 235 
 
 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled, 
 
 Down to the deep and buried there ; 
 Convulsions shake the solid world ; 
 Our faith shall never yield to fear. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 
 
 Our grief allays, our fear controls : 
 Sweet peace thy promises afford, 
 And give new strength to fainting souls. 
 
 5 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, 
 
 Secure against a threatening hour ; 
 Nor can her firm foundations move, 
 Built on his truth, and armed with power. 
 
 299 Believers One. S* M, 
 
 1 Blest 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. 
 
236 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes, 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear ; 
 And often, for eacb other, flows. 
 The sj^mpathizing 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. 
 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain. 
 
 And sin, we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign. 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 300 Adoption. S. M, 
 
 1 Behold ! what wondrous grace 
 
 The Father has bestowed. 
 
 On sinners of a mortal race, 
 
 To call them sons of God. 
 
 2 'Tis no surprising thing. 
 
 That we should be unknown ; 
 The Jewish world knew not their King, 
 God's everlasting Son. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 237 
 
 3 Nor doth it yet appear, 
 
 How great we must be made ; 
 But, when we see our Saviour here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 
 4 A hope, so much divine, 
 
 May trials well endure ; 
 May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
 As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 
 
 5 K, in my Father's love, 
 
 I share a filial part, ♦ 
 
 Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 6 We would no longer lie, 
 
 Like slaves, beneath the throne ; 
 Our faith shall — "Abba, Father!" — ciy, 
 And thou the kindred own. 
 
 301 Brotherly Zove, C. Jfl, 
 
 1 How sweet and heavenly is the sight, 
 
 When those, who love the Lord, 
 In one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfill his word ! 
 
 2 Oh ! may we feel each brother's sigh, 
 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 May sorrows flow from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
238 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 Let love, in one deliglitful stream, 
 
 Through every bosom flow ; 
 Let union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action, glow. 
 
 4 Love is the golden chain, that binds 
 
 The happy souls above ; 
 And he's an heir of heaven, who finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 dO/W Parting, 7s, 
 
 1 For a- season called to part, 
 
 Let us now ourselves commend, 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 
 2 Jesus ! hear our humble prayer ; 
 
 Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ! 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 3 In thy strength may we be strong ; 
 
 Sweeten every cross and pain ; 
 Grant that, if we live, ere long 
 We may meet in peace again. 
 
 4 Then, if thou thy help aiFord, 
 
 Joyful songs to thee shall rise, 
 
 And our souls shall praise the Lord, 
 
 Who regards our humble cries. 
 
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 000 Neardng Some, 8, M, 
 
 1 One sweetly solemn thought 
 
 Comes to me o'er and o'er: 
 
 Nearer my home I am to-day, 
 
 Than e'er I've been before. 
 
 2 Nearer my Father's house, 
 
 Where many mansions be ; 
 Nearer my Saviour's great white throne. 
 Nearer tne jasper sea! 
 
 3 Nearer my bound of life, 
 
 My laying burdens down. 
 My dropping the long-borne, heavy cross, 
 My wearing the starry crown. 
 
 4 But, lying dark between 
 
 And winding through the night. 
 Is that deep stream which I must pass 
 Before I reach the light. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, leave me not; 
 
 Confirm my feeble faith ; 
 ' And make me fearless when I stand 
 Upon the shore of Death. 
 
 304 Singiitg of Meaven, S, JI» 
 
 1 Oh sing to me of heaven, 
 When I am called to die ; 
 Sing songs of holy ecstacy, 
 To waft my soul on high. 
 
240 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 When cold and sluggisli drops 
 
 Roll off my marble brow, 
 Break forth in songs of joyfiilness ; 
 Let heaven begin below. 
 
 3 When the last moments come, 
 
 Oh, watch my djdng face, 
 To catch the bright seraphic gleam 
 Which o'er my features plays. 
 
 4 Then to my raptured ear 
 
 Let one sweet song be given ; 
 
 Let music charm me last on earth, 
 
 And greet me first in heaven. 
 
 305 Nearer f my God, to Tliee* 6s & 4s, 
 
 1 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee : 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me. 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 2 Though like a wanderer, 
 
 Dayhght all gone. 
 Darkness be over me. 
 
 My rest a stone. 
 Yet in my dreams I'd be 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 241 
 
 There let tlie way appear, 
 
 Steps np to heaven ; 
 All that thou sendest me, 
 
 In mercy given, 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 Then, with my waking thoughts, 
 
 Bright with thy praise. 
 Out of my stony griefs. 
 
 Bethel I'll raise ; 
 So by my woes to be 
 Nearer, my Grod, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 Or if on joyful wing. 
 
 Cleaving the sky. 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 
 Upward I fly, 
 Still all my song shall be, 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 306 Closer Walk, 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 Saviotir! I follow on. 
 Guided by thee, 
 Seeing not yet the hand 
 That leadeth me ; 
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242 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 Hushed be my heart and still, 
 Fear I no further ill, 
 Only to meet thy will 
 My will shall be. 
 
 2 Saviour ! I long to walk 
 
 Closer with thee ; 
 Led by thy guiding hand, 
 
 Ever to be ; 
 Constantly near thy side. 
 Quickened and purified, 
 Living for him who died 
 
 Freely for me ! 
 
 oOi Pressing on, S* M, 
 
 1 A FEW more years shall roll, 
 
 A few more seasons come ; 
 And we shall be with those that rest, 
 
 Asleep within the tomb : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 
 My soul for that great day ; 
 Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
 
 And take my sins away ! * 
 
 2 A few more storms shall beat 
 
 On this wild, rocky shore ; 
 And we shall be where tempests cease. 
 And surges swell no more ; 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 243 
 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 
 My soul for that calm day, 
 Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
 
 And take my sins away ! 
 
 A few more struggles here, 
 
 A few more partings o'er, 
 A few more toils, a few more tears, 
 
 And we shall weep no more : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 
 My soul for that blest day ; 
 Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
 
 And take my sins away. 
 
 A few more Sabbaths here 
 
 Shall cheer us on our way ; 
 And we shall reach the endless rest, 
 
 The eternal Sabbath day : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 
 My soul for that sweet day ; 
 Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
 
 And take my sins away ! 
 
 'Tis but a little while, 
 
 And he shall come again, 
 Who died that we might live, who lives 
 
 That we with him may reign : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 
 My soul for that glad day ; 
 Oh, wash me in thy precious blood. 
 
 And take my sins away ! 
 
244 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 oOo Seeking the Shepherd* 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us, 
 
 Much we need thy tenderest care ; 
 In thy pleasant pastures feed us, 
 For our use thy folds prepare. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 
 
 2 We are thine, do thou befriend us. 
 
 Be the Guardian of our way; 
 Keep thy flock, from sin defend us, 
 Seek us when we go astray. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 Hear us when to thee we pray. 
 
 3 Thou hast promised to receive us, 
 
 Poor and sinful though we be ; 
 Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 
 
 Grace to cleanse, and power to free. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 We will early turn to thee, 
 
 4 Early will we seek thy favor. 
 
 Early will we do thy will ; 
 Blessed Lord and only Saviour, 
 With thy love our bosoms fill. 
 
 Blessed Jesus, 
 Thou hast loved us, love us still. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 245 
 
 oUy Follou^ing the Shepherd* C. M, 
 
 1 To thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord, 
 
 A grateful song I'll raise : 
 Oh let the humblest of thy flock 
 Attempt to speak thy praise. 
 
 2 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe 
 
 To thine amazing love : 
 Ten thousand thousand comforts here, 
 And nobler bliss above. 
 
 3 To thee my trembling spirit flies, 
 
 With sin and grief oppressed ; 
 Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, 
 And lulls my cares to rest. 
 
 4 Lead on, dear Shepherd ! — ^led by thee, 
 
 No evil shall I fear ; 
 Soon shall I reach thy fold above, 
 And praise thee better there. 
 
 olO Gentle Ijeading, 8s & 7s, Double* 
 
 1 G-ENTLY, Lord ! oh ! gently lead us. 
 Through this lonely vale of tears ; 
 Through the changes thou'st decreed us, 
 
 Till our last great change appears ; 
 When temptation's darts assail us. 
 When in devious paths we stray. 
 Let tlw goodness never fail us, 
 Lead us in thy perfect way. 
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246 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 2 In the hour of pam and anguish, 
 
 In the hour when death draws near, 
 Suffer not our hearts to languish, * 
 
 Suffer not our souls to fear : 
 And, when mortal life is ended, 
 
 Bid us on thy bosom rest. 
 Till, by angel bands attended, 
 
 We awake among the blest^ 
 
 311 Thy Will he Done. X. M. 
 
 1 ]My Grod ! my Father ! while I stray. 
 Far from my home on life's rough way 
 Oh ! teach me from my heart to say. 
 
 Thy will be done ! Thy will be done ! 
 
 2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot. 
 Let me be still and murmur not. 
 
 But breathe the prayer divinely taught, 
 Thy will be done ! 
 
 3 If thou shouldst call me to resign 
 What most I prize — it ne'er was mine ; 
 I only yield thee what was thine : 
 
 Thy will be done ! 
 
 4 Renew my will from day to day, 
 Blend it with thine, and take away 
 All that now makes it hard to say, 
 
 Thy will be done ! 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 247 
 
 5 If but my fainting heart be blest 
 With tliy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
 My Grod, to thee I leave the rest, 
 Thy will be done ! 
 
 ol/V Tlie JLord Troviding* 5s & 6s^ 
 
 1 Though troubles assail, 
 
 And dangers affright ; 
 Though friends should all fail, 
 
 And foes all unite ; 
 Yet one thing secures us, 
 
 Whatever betide ; 
 The Scripture assures us 
 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 2 We may, like the ships, 
 
 By tempests be tossed 
 On perilous deeps, 
 
 But cannot be lost ; 
 Though Satan enrages 
 
 The wind and the tide, 
 The promise engages 
 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 3 No strength of our own. 
 
 Or goodness we claim ; 
 Yet since we have known 
 
 The Saviour's great name, 
 In this our strong tower 
 
 For safety we hide. 
 
248 , CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 The Lord is our power, 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 4 When life sinks apace, 
 
 And death is in view, 
 This word of his grace 
 
 Shall comfort us through : 
 No fearing or doubting, 
 
 With Christ on our side. 
 We hope to die shouting. 
 
 The Lord will provide. 
 
 31o God's Infirvite Grace, C M, 
 
 1 How rich thy favors, God of grace ! 
 
 How various and divine ! 
 Full as the ocean they are poured, 
 And bright as heaven they shine. 
 
 He to eternal glory calls. 
 
 And leads the wondrous way 
 To his own palace where he reigns 
 
 Id uncreated day. 
 
 The songs of everlasting years 
 
 That mercy shall attend, 
 Which leads through sufferings of an hour, 
 
 To joys that never end. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 249 
 
 oi-i XooTcinff Some, 
 
 1 Ah ! this heart is void and chill, 
 
 'Mid earth's noisy thronging ; 
 For my Father's mansions still 
 Earnestly 'tis longing. 
 
 Chorus, — Looking home, Looking home. 
 Toward the heavenly mansions 
 Jesus hath prepared for me, 
 In his Father's kingdom. 
 
 2 Soon the glorious day will dawn. 
 
 Heavenly pleasures bringing ; 
 Night will be exchanged for morn. 
 Sighs give place to singing. 
 
 3 Oh ! to be at home again, 
 
 All for which we're sighing, 
 From all earthly want and pain 
 To be swiftly flying. 
 
 4 With this load of sin and care, 
 
 Then no longer bending, 
 But with waiting angels there 
 On our soul attending. 
 
 5 Blessed home, oh ! blessed home, 
 
 All for which we're sighing. 
 Soon our Lord will bid us come 
 To our Father's kingdom. 
 
250 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 olO Sweet Land of JResU 
 
 1 Sweet land of rest ! for tliee I sigh, 
 
 When will the moment come ? 
 When I shall lay my armor by, 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 Chorus. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home, 
 
 And dwell with Christ at home, home. 
 
 2 No tranquil joys on earth I know, 
 
 No peaceful sheltering home. 
 This world's a wilderness of woe. 
 This world is not my home. 
 
 3 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest, 
 
 He bade me cease to roam. 
 But fly for succor to his breast, 
 And he'd conduct me home. 
 
 4 When, by affliction sharply tried, 
 
 I view the gaping tomb, 
 Although I dread death's chilling tide, 
 Yet still I sigh for home. 
 
 5 Weary of wandering round and round, 
 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 I long to leave the unhallowed ground, 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
 316 The Bright Crmvn, C, M, 
 
 1 Ye valiant soldiers of the cross, 
 Ye happy, praying band ; 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 251 
 
 ThoTigli iif this world you suffer loss, 
 You'll reach fair Canaan's land. 
 
 Chorus. — Let us never mind the scoffs nor the 
 frowns of the world, 
 For we all have the cross to bear ; 
 It will only make the crown the 
 brighter to shine, 
 When we have the crown to wean 
 
 2 All earthly pleasures we'll forsake, 
 
 When heaven appears in view, 
 
 In Jesus' strength we'll undertake 
 
 To fight our passage through. 
 
 3 Oh what a glorious shout there'll be, 
 
 When we arrive at home, 
 Our friends and Jesus we shall see. 
 And God shall say, "Well done," 
 
 oil The Starry Crown% C, M, 
 
 1 I STAND on Zion's mount. 
 
 And view my starry crown ; 
 No power on earth my hope can shake. 
 Nor hell can thrust me down. 
 
 2 The lofty hills and towers, 
 
 That lift their heads on high, 
 Shall all be leveled low in dust, 
 Their very names shall die. 
 
252 CHRISTIAN LIFE. 
 
 3 The vaulted heavens shall fall, 
 Built b}^ Jehovah's hands ; 
 But firmer than the heavens, the Rock 
 Of my salvation stands. 
 
 oio Hotne, lis, 
 
 1 '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. 
 Chants. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home ; 
 
 Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, 
 my home. 
 
 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of 
 
 peace ! 
 
 And thrice precious Jesus, whose love can- 
 not cease. 
 
 Though oft from thy presence in sadness I 
 roam, 
 
 I long to behold thee in glory, at home. 
 
 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free. 
 Which hinders my joy and communion with 
 
 thee; 
 Though now my temptations like billows may 
 
 foam, 
 All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at 
 
 home. 
 
CHRISTIAN LIFE. 2oS 
 
 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 
 Oh give me submission, and strength as my 
 
 day; ^ ^ 
 In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
 Eejoicing in hope of my glorious home. " 
 
 5 Whate'er thou deniest, oh give me thy grace, 
 The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy 
 
 face; 
 Endue me with patience to wait at thy 
 
 throne, 
 And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of 
 
 home. 
 
 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine ; 
 No more, as an exile, in sorrow to pine ; 
 And, in thy dear image, arise from the tomb. 
 With glorified millions to praise thee, at 
 
 home. 
 
 319 The SoxiVs Some, lis, 
 
 1 WHERE can the soul find relief from its 
 foes? 
 A shelter of safety, a home of repose? 
 Can earth's highest summit, or deepest hid 
 
 vale, 
 Give a refuge, nor sorrow nor sin can assail? 
 
 No, no! .there's no home! 
 There's no home on earth — the soul has no 
 home. 
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254 PRAYER. 
 
 2 Shall it leave the low earth, and soar to the 
 
 sky, 
 And seek for a home in the mansions on 
 
 high? 
 In the bright realms of bliss will a dwelling 
 
 be given, 
 And the soul find a home in the glory of 
 
 heaven? 
 Yes, yes! there's a home! 
 There's a home in high heaven — ^the soul has 
 
 a home. 
 
 PKAYEE. 
 
 320 JPrayer, C. M, 
 
 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 Un uttered or expressed : 
 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. 
 
 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try; 
 Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
 The majesty on high. 
 
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 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 ways ; 
 While angels, in their songs, rejoice, 
 And cry, — "Behold he prays!" 
 
 6 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. 
 
 0/ii. ' JPrayer for- Sincerity, CM. 
 
 1 Lord! when we bend before thy throne. 
 
 And our confessions pour. 
 Oh ! 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 hope on every heart. 
 
 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
 
 Oh ! let our wills resign : 
 And not a thought our bosom share, 
 Which is not wholly thine. 
 
256 PRAYER. 
 
 4 Let faith each meek petition fill. 
 And waft it to the skies ; 
 And teach our hearts — 'tis goodness still 
 That grants it, or denies. 
 
 0^*li Prevalent JPrayer. S* M. 
 
 1 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 
 The promise calls us near ; 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
 2 The rich atoning blood. 
 
 Which sprinkled round we see, 
 Provides, for those who come to God, 
 An all-prevailing plea. 
 
 3 Thine image, Lord ! bestow, 
 
 Thj' presence and \hy 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 jo3^s we'll cheerful leave, 
 And find our heaven in thee. 
 
PRAYEH. 25T 
 
 O*io Importunate Prayer. S. M» 
 
 1 Jesus, who knows full well 
 
 The heart of every saint, 
 Invites us all our griefs to tell, 
 To pra}^ and never faint. 
 
 2 He bows his gracious ear, 
 
 We never plead in vain ; 
 Then let us wait till he appear, 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 
 
 His chosen when they cry ; 
 Yes, though he may a while forbear, 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 4 Then let us earnest cry. 
 
 And never faint in prayer; 
 He sees, he hears, and, from on high. 
 Will make our cause his care. 
 
 04* Habitual Devotion* C M, 
 
 1 While thee I seek, protecting Power! 
 
 Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
 
 And may this consecrated hour 
 
 With better hopes be filled. 
 
 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed; 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
 Th}' mercy o'er my life has flowed, 
 That mercy I adore. 
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Z08 ' PRAYER. 
 
 ^ In each event of life, liow clear 
 Thy ruling hand I see 1 
 Each blessing to my soul more 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 breast shall fill ; 
 Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower^ 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
 
 The gathering storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no fear, 
 That heart shall rest on thee. 
 
 325 The Mercy -SeaU i. M. 
 
 1 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 beside more sweet, 
 It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 
 
PRAYER. 259 
 
 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. 
 
 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar. 
 And sense and sin becloud no more, 
 
 And heaven comes down, our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 
 
 oZh JPraz/er for Thank ftiln ess, C» M» 
 
 1 Father! whate'er of earthly bliss. 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted, at thy throne of grace. 
 Let this petition rise : 
 
 2 "Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
 And make me live to thee. 
 
 3 "Let the sweet hope, that I am thine, 
 
 My life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through my journey shine, 
 And crown my journey's end. 
 
 O/O T JPrayer for Mest, 7s. 
 
 1 Come, my soul ! thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
 
260 PRAYER. 
 
 He himself lias bid tliee pray ; 
 Rise, and ask without delay. 
 
 2 With my burden I begin ; 
 Lord ! remove this 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 While I am a pilgrim here. 
 Let thy love mj'^ spirit cheer. 
 
 Be my guide, my guard, my friend ; 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 oZo jPrayer for Ulessing* 7s, 
 
 1 Lord ! we come before thee now ; 
 At th}'' feet we humbly bow ; 
 
 Oh ! do not our suit disdain ; 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord ! in vain ? 
 
 2 Lord ! on thee our souls depend, 
 Li compassion, now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
PRAYER. 261 
 
 3 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord ! we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 4 Send some message, from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 
 Those, who are cast down, lift up, 
 Make them strong in faith and hope. 
 
 6 Grrant, that all may seek and find 
 Thee, a Grod supremely kind : 
 Heal the sick, the captive free. 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 O/Otf JPrayev to Chi^st, 7s, 
 
 1 Light of life ! — seraphic Fire ! 
 
 Love divine ! — thyself impart ; 
 Every fainting soul inspire ; 
 Shine in every drooping heart. 
 
 2 Every mourning sinner cheer ; 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
 
 Saviour — Son of God ! appear ; 
 
 To thy living temples come. 
 
262 PRAYER. 
 
 3 Come, in this accepted hour, 
 
 Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; 
 Fill us with thy glorious power, 
 Rooting out the love of sin. 
 
 4 Nothing more can we require. 
 
 We will covet nothing less ; 
 Be thou all our heart's desire. 
 All our joy and all our peace. 
 
 odU Sweet Hour of Fray er, 
 
 1 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 his word, and trust his grace, 
 I'll cast on him my every care, 
 And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 
 
PRAYER. 263 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! 
 
 May I thy consolation share ; 
 
 Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
 
 1 view my home, and take my flight : 
 
 This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
 
 To seize the everlasting prize ; 
 
 And shout, while passing through the air, 
 
 Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. 
 
 331 Thy Will be Done, X, ilf. 
 
 1 LOVE divine, that stooped to share 
 Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear. 
 On thee we cast each earth-born care. 
 We smile at pain when thou art near ! 
 
 2 Though long the weary way we tread, 
 And sorrow crown each lingering year, 
 No pain we shun, no darkness dread. 
 Our hearts still whispering, thou art near ! 
 
 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief. 
 And trembling faith is changed to fear. 
 The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf 
 Shall softly tell us, thou art near ! 
 
264 REVIVAL. 
 
 EEYIVAL. 
 oOri Source of JRemval, X. ill, 
 
 1 Sun of rigliteousness ! arise, 
 With gentle beams on Zion shine ; 
 Dispel the darkness from our eyes, 
 And souls awake to life divine. 
 
 2 On all around, let grace descend, 
 
 Like heavenly dew, or copious showers ; 
 That we may call our God our friend, 
 That we may hail salvation ours. 
 
 333 Year of Jubilee, H. M, 
 
 1 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 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
 
 The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by his blood. 
 
 Through all the world, proclaim ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners ! home. 
 
 3 Ye slaves of sin and hell ! 
 
 Your liberty receive ; 
 
REVIVAL. 265 
 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 
 And blest in Jesus live : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners ! borne. 
 
 4 The gospel trumpet hear. 
 
 The news of pardoning grace : 
 Ye happy souls ! draw near, 
 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners ! home. 
 
 5 Jesus, our great High-Priest, 
 
 Has full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits ! rest, 
 
 Ye mourning souls be glad : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Retm-n, ye ransomed sinners ! home. 
 
 334 Need of Bevival, S* M, 
 
 1 Lord ! thy work revive 
 
 In Zion's gloomy hour ; 
 
 And let our dying graces live. 
 
 By thy restoring power. 
 
 2 Oh ! let thy chosen few 
 
 Awake to earnest prayer ; 
 Their solemn vows again renew, 
 And walk in filial fear. 
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266 REVIVAL. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit tlien will speak, 
 
 Through lips of humble clay, 
 Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
 Till rebels shall obey. 
 
 4 Now lend thy gracious ear, 
 
 Now listen to our cry ; 
 Oh ! come, and bring salvation near : 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
 
 000 JPrayer for Hevival, S, M* 
 
 1 Oh for the happy hour 
 
 When Grod will hear our cry. 
 And send, with a reviving power, 
 His Spirit from on high. 
 
 2 Our prayers are faint and dull. 
 
 And languid all our songs ; 
 Where once with joy our hearts were full, 
 And rapture tuned our tongues. 
 
 3 Thou, thou alone canst give 
 
 Thy gospel sure success ; 
 Canst bid the djdng sinner live 
 Anew in holiness. 
 
 4 Come, then, with power divine, 
 
 Spirit of life and love ; 
 Then shall our people all be thine. 
 Our church like that above. 
 
REVIVAL. 267 
 
 336 Eifect of Jtevival, &s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 See, from Zion's sacred mountain. 
 
 Streams of living water flow ! 
 &od has opened there a fountain, 
 That supphes the plains below : 
 
 They are blessed, 
 Who its sovereign virtues know. 
 
 2 Through ten thousand channels flowing, 
 
 Streams of mercy find their way ; 
 Life, and health, and joy bestowing, 
 Making all around look gay : 
 
 ye nations ! 
 Hail the long-expected day. 
 
 3 Gladdened by the flowing treasure, 
 
 All-enriching as it goes ; 
 Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure, 
 Buds and blossoms as the rose : 
 
 Every object 
 Sings for joy where'er it flows. 
 
 4 Trees of life, the banks adorning. 
 
 Yield their fruit to all around ; 
 Those who eat are saved from mourning, 
 Pleasure comes, and hopes abound ; 
 
 Fair their portion ! 
 Endless hfe, with glory crowned. 
 
268 BEVIVAL. 
 
 00/ Mefoicing in Itevival, S, M, 
 
 1 ZiON ! tune tliy voice, 
 
 And raise thy hands on high ; 
 Tell all the earth thy joys. 
 And boast salvation nigh ; 
 
 Cheerful in God, 
 Arise and shine, 
 
 While rays divine 
 Stream all abroad. 
 
 2 He gilds thy mourning face 
 
 With beams that cannot fade ; 
 His all-resplendent grace 
 He pours around thy head ; 
 
 The nations round 
 Thy form shall view, 
 
 With lustre new, 
 Divinely crowned. 
 
 3 In honor to his name, 
 
 Reflect that sacred light; 
 And loud that grace proclaim, 
 
 Which makes thy darkness bright ; 
 
 Pursue his praise. 
 Till sovereign love, 
 
 In worlds above, 
 The glory raise. 
 
 000 'Beginning of Mevival, 7s» 
 
 1 Saw ye not the cloud arise. 
 Little as the human hand? 
 Now it spreads along the skies, 
 Hangs o'er all the thirsty land. 
 
KEYIVAL. 269 
 
 2 Lo, the promise of a shower 
 
 Drops ah-eady from above ; 
 But the Lord will shortly pour 
 All the blessings of 'his love. 
 
 3 When he first the work begun, 
 
 Small and feeble was the day ; 
 Now the word doth swiftly run. 
 Now it wins its widening way. 
 
 4 More and more it spreads and grows, 
 
 Ever mighty to prevail ; 
 Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, 
 Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 
 
 5 Sons of Grod ! your Saviour praise ; 
 
 He the door hath opened wide ; 
 He hath given the word of grace ; 
 Jesus' word is glorified. 
 
 Sou TJie Vision of Dry Bones, JL, M, 
 
 1 Look down, Lord ! with pitying eye, 
 See Adam's race in ruin lie ; 
 
 Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, 
 And scatters slaughtered heaps around. 
 
 2 And can these dead awake and live ? 
 And can these perished bones revive ? 
 That, mighty Grod ! to thee is known ; 
 That wondrous work is all thine own. 
 
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270 REVIVAL. 
 
 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain, 
 To prophesy upon the slain ; 
 
 In vain thej^ call, in vain they cry, 
 Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 
 
 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 
 
 Life spreads through all the realms of death; 
 Dry bones obey thy powerful voice. 
 They move, they waken, they rejoice. 
 
 5 So, when the trumpet's awful sound 
 
 Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground, 
 Dead saints shall from their tombs arise, 
 And spring to life beyond the ^kies. 
 
 o40 Mevival Sought, 8s, 7s & 4s» 
 
 1 Saviour ! visit thy plantation ; 
 
 Grant us, Lord ! a gracious rain ; 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again. 
 Chorus, — Lord revive us, Lord revive us. 
 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance ; 
 
 Shine upon us from on high. 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance. 
 Every plant should droop and die. 
 
 3 Let our mutual love be fervent. 
 
 Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
 Let each one, esteemed thy servant, 
 Shun the worM's enticing snares. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 271 
 
 4 Break the tempter's fatal power; 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
 And begin, from this good hour, 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 
 o4:l Declension Lamented, Ss & 7s, 
 
 1 Once, Lord, thy garden flourished, 
 
 Every part looked gay and green ; 
 Then thy word our spirits nourished, 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 
 2 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 
 And a sad decline we see : 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 3 Some, in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more below ; 
 
 Some, alas ! we fear are blighted, 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither ; 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 Oh ! permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 
 SPKEAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 tJ4/i Till/ Kingdom Come, JL, M, 
 
 1 Jesus ! we bow before thy throne. 
 We lift our eyes to seek thy face ; 
 
272 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 To bleeding hearts thy love make known, 
 On contrite souls bestow thy grace. 
 
 2 See, spread beneath thy gracious eye, 
 
 A world o'erwhelmed in guilt and tears. 
 Where deathless souls in ruin lie. 
 And no kind voice dispels their fears ! 
 
 3 Lord ! arm thy truth with power divine. 
 
 Its conquests spread from shore to shore, 
 Till sun and stars forget to shine, 
 And earth and skies shall be no more. 
 
 4 Oh ! rise, ye ransomed captives ! rise. 
 
 Peal the loud anthem here below ; 
 Let earth reflect it to the skies. 
 
 And heaven with new-born rapture glow. 
 
 0±O Prayer for Zion» X. M^ 
 
 1 Indulgent Sovereign of the skies ! 
 
 And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear? 
 While feeble mortals raise their cries, 
 Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear? 
 
 2 How shall thy servants give thee rest, 
 
 Till Zion's mouldering walls thou raise? 
 Till thine own power shall stand confessed, 
 And make Jerusalem a praise? 
 
 3 Look down, God ! with pitying eye, 
 
 And view the desolations round ; 
 See what wide realms in darkness lie. 
 What scenes of woe and crime abound ! 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 273 
 
 4 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow, 
 And call the nations from afar ; 
 Let all the isles their Saviour know, 
 And earth's remotest ends draw near. 
 
 o44 Frayer for Gospel Success, S, M, 
 
 1 Lord, our God ! arise, 
 
 The cause of truth maintain ; 
 And, wide o'er all the peopled world, 
 Extend her blessed reign. 
 
 2 Thou Prince of life ! arise, 
 
 Nor let thy glory cease : 
 Far spread the conquests of thy grace, 
 And bless the earth with peace. 
 
 3 Thou Holy (xhost! arise. 
 
 Expand thy quickening wing, 
 And, o'er a dark and ruined world. 
 Let light and order spring. 
 
 4 All on the earth ! arise. 
 
 To Grod, the Saviour, sing; 
 From shore to shore, from earth to heaven. 
 Let echoing anthems ring. 
 
 o40 JPrayer for IneJyriates, C, M, 
 
 1 Lite from the dead. Almighty Grod, 
 'Tis thine alone to give ; 
 To lift the poor inebriate up, 
 . And bid the helpless live. 
 
274 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 Life from the dead ! For those we plead 
 
 Fast bound in passion's chain, 
 That, from their iron fetters freed, 
 They wake to hfe again. 
 
 3 Life from the dead ! Quickened by thee, 
 
 Be all their powers inclined 
 
 To temperance, truth, and piety, 
 
 And pleasures pure, refined. 
 
 4 And may they by thy help abide, 
 
 The tempter's power withstand, 
 By grace restored and purified, 
 In Christ accepted stand. 
 
 o4b Grayer for Gospel Triumph, Ii. M» 
 
 1 Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake, 
 Put on thy strength, the nations shake. 
 And let the world, adoring, see 
 Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 
 
 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
 ' ' I am Jehovah — God alone ! ' ' 
 
 Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
 And cast their altars to the ground. 
 
 3 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim, 
 In every land of every name ; 
 
 Let Zion's time of favor come; 
 
 Oh ! bring the tribes of Israel home. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 275 
 
 4 Arm of the Lord ! awake, awake ! 
 Put on thy strength, the nations shake ; 
 Let hostile powers before thee fall, 
 And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 
 
 o47 Time to Favor Zion» 
 
 1 Sovereign of worlds ! display thy power, 
 Be thig thy Zion's favored 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; 
 Far let the gospel's sound be known, 
 And claim the nations for thine own. 
 
 3 Speak, — and the world shall hear thy voice, 
 Speak, — and the desert shall rejoice: 
 Scatter the gloom of heathen night ; 
 
 Bid every nation hail the light. 
 
 o4o Prayer for the Wm'ld, 8s , 7s & 4s» 
 
 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness. 
 Cheered by no celestial ray. 
 Sun of righteousness ! arising, 
 Bring the bright, the glorious day; 
 
 Send the gospel 
 To the earth's remotest bound. 
 
276 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, 
 
 Grrant them, Lord! the glorious light; 
 And, from eastern coast 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 dominions, 
 Multiply, and still increase : 
 
 Sway thy sceptre, 
 Saviour ! all the world around. 
 
 349 Prayer for the Heathen, 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 O'er the realms of pagan darkness 
 
 Let the eye of pity gaze ; 
 See the kindreds of the people, 
 Lost in sin's bewildering maze: 
 
 Darkness brooding 
 On the face of all the earth ! 
 
 2 Light of them who sit in error ! 
 
 Rise and shine — thy blessings bring ; 
 Light — to lighten all the Gentiles ! 
 Rise with healing in thy wing : 
 
 To thy brightness. 
 Let all kings and nations come. 
 
 3 Let the heathen, now adoring 
 
 Idol gods of wood and stone, 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 277 
 
 Come, and worshiping before him. 
 Serve the living Grod alone ; 
 
 Let thy glory 
 Fill the earth, as floods the sea. 
 4 Thou ! to whom all power is given, 
 Speak the word ; at thy command, 
 Let the company of heralds. 
 
 Spread thy name from land to land : 
 
 Lord ! be with them. 
 Always till time's latest end. 
 
 OOU The World's Conversion, i. M* 
 
 1 Spirit of the living God ! 
 
 In all thy plenitude of grace, 
 Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
 Descend on our apostate race. 
 
 2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love. 
 
 To preach the reconciling word ; 
 Give power and unction from above, 
 Where'er the joj^ul sound is heard. 
 
 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light, 
 
 Confusion — order, in thy path ; 
 Souls without strength, inspire with might ; 
 Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 
 
 4 Spirit of the Lord ! prepare 
 
 A sinful world their God to meet : 
 Breathe thou abroad, like morning-air, 
 Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 
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278 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 5 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh 
 The triumphs of the cross record ; 
 The name of Jesus glorify, 
 Till every kindred call him — Lord. 
 
 Ot)L ChrisPs Coming JReign, X. M, 
 
 1 Ascend thy throne, almighty King ! 
 
 And spread thy glories all abroad ; 
 Let thine own arm salvation bring, 
 And be thou known the gracious God. 
 
 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, 
 
 Let humble mourners seek thy face ; 
 Bring daring rebels to thy feet, 
 Subdued by thy victorious grace. 
 
 3 Oh ! let the kingdoms of the world 
 
 Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; 
 Let saints and angels praise thy name, 
 Be thou through heaven and earth adored. 
 
 oO/i Messiah's Mule, 7s* Double^ 
 
 1 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 host, o'erthrown, 
 Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 2T9 
 
 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 
 
 Then be banished grief and pain ; 
 Righteousness, and joy, and peace. 
 Undisturbed 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. 
 
 000 JPrayer for all Ijands, 8» M» 
 
 1 GrOD of sovereign grace ! 
 
 We bow before thy throne ; 
 And plead for all the human race, 
 The merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 Spread through the earth, Lord ! 
 
 The knowledge of thy ways ; 
 
 And let all lands, with joy, record 
 
 The great Redeemer's praise. 
 
 O04 JPrayer for Christ's Triumph, Ii, JT. 
 
 1 Soon may the last glad song arise 
 Through all the millions of the skies, 
 That song of triumph which records 
 That all the earth is now the Lord's! 
 
 2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be 
 Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! 
 
 And, over land and stream and main, 
 Wave thou the sceptre of thy reign ! 
 
280 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 3 Oh, let that glorious antliem swell, 
 Let host to host the triumph tell. 
 That not one rebel heart remains. 
 But over all the Saviour reigns I 
 
 o50 CJir^ist's Kingdmn, Ij. M, 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign, where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of every tongue, 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest ; 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 5 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again. 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 281 
 
 o5o XTniversal Praise, X. M» 
 
 1 From all that dwell below the skies, 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 
 Let the Eedeemer'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 lo shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 obi Christ's JSeneficent Meign, 7s & 6s. 
 
 1 Hail to the Lord's anointed, 
 
 Great David's greater Son ! 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun ! 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free, 
 To take away transgression. 
 
 And rule In equity. 
 
 2 He comes, with succor speedy. 
 
 To those who suffer wrong ; 
 To help the poor and needy, 
 
 And bid the weak be strong ; 
 To give them songs for sighing, 
 
 Their darkness turn to light. 
 Whose souls, condemned and djdng, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
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Z SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 He shall come down, like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth, 
 And love, and joy, like flowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth : 
 Before him, on the mountains, 
 
 Shall peace, the herald go ; 
 And righteousness, in fountains, 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 For him shall prayer unceasing 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand forever ; 
 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 Ot)o JPrayer for Israel, X. M» 
 
 1 Arise, great God ! and let thj^ grace 
 Shed its glad beams on Israel's race ; 
 Restore the long-lost, scattered band. 
 Recall them to their native land. 
 
 2 Their misery let thy mercy heal ; 
 Their trespass hide, their pardon seal ; 
 God of Israel ! hear oui* prayer. 
 And grant them still thy love to share. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 283 
 
 3 Thy quickening Spirit now impart, 
 And wake to joy eacli grateful heart ; 
 While Israel's rescued tribes, in thee, 
 Their bliss and full salvation see. 
 
 oOo Morning -light Breaking, 7 s & 6s, 
 
 1 The morning light is breaking, 
 
 The darkness disappears ; 
 The sons of earth are waking 
 
 To penitential tears : 
 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean, 
 
 Brings tidings from afar, 
 Of nations in commotion, 
 
 Prepared for Zion's war. 
 
 2 See heathen nations bending 
 
 Before the God we love, 
 And thousand hearts ascending 
 
 In gratitude above ; 
 "While sinners, now confessing, 
 
 The gospel-call obey. 
 And seek the Saviour's blessing, 
 
 A nation in a day. 
 
 3 Blest river of salvation, 
 
 Pursue thine onward way ; 
 • Flow thou to every nation. 
 Nor in thy richness stay ; 
 
284 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 Stay not till all the lowly 
 Triumpliant reacli their home ; 
 
 Stay not till all the holy 
 Proclaim, ' ' The Lord is come ! ' ' 
 
 360 Christ's Final Victory, 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 When shall the voice of singing 
 
 Flow joj^ully 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 vales and fountains 
 
 Shall echo the reply: 
 High tower and lowly dwelling 
 
 Shall send the chorus round, 
 All hallelujah swelling 
 
 In one eternal sound. 
 
 0\)l Captivity Ending, 8s, 7s & 4«. 
 
 1 On the mountain tops appearing, 
 Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 
 Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
 Zion long in hostile lands : 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 285 
 
 Mourning captive ! 
 God himself will loose thy bands. 
 
 Has thy night been long and mournful, 
 
 All thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 
 Cease thy mourning : 
 
 Zion still is well-beloved. 
 God, thy God, will now restore thee, 
 
 He himself appears thy Friend ; 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee, 
 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end : 
 Great deliverance 
 
 Zion's King will quickly send. 
 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, 
 
 All thy warfare now is past, 
 God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee. 
 
 Peace and joy are come at last - 
 All thy conflicts 
 
 End in everlasting rest. 
 
 The Zafter Day. 8s, 7s & 4s, 
 
 1 Look, ye saints ! the day is breaking ; 
 Joyful times are near at hand ; 
 God, the mighty God, is speaking 
 By his word in every land ; 
 
 Day advances, 
 Darkness flies, at his command. 
 
286 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 While the foe becomes more daring, 
 
 While he enters like a flood, 
 God, the Saviour, is preparing 
 Means to spread his truth abroad : 
 
 Every language 
 Soon shall tell the love of God. 
 
 3 God of Jacob, high and glorious ! 
 
 Let thy people see thy power ; 
 Let the gospel be victorious, 
 Through the world for evermore ; 
 
 Then shall idols 
 Perish, while thy saints adore. 
 
 OVO ^ Brighter J>ay, 
 
 1 ' ' Lift your heads' ' with faith ; the morrow 
 
 Dawneth brighter than to-day ; " 
 Angel hands will lift the shadows. 
 Chase the gathering gloom away. 
 Chorus. — "Lift your heads," the day is break- 
 ing, 
 Soon the morning will appear ; 
 See the earth from slumber waking, 
 ''Lift your heads," the day drawls 
 near. 
 
 2 Art thou lonely, sad, and weary. 
 
 Watching through the silent night ? 
 Dry thy tears, the orient glistens 
 Like a thread of silver light. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 287 
 
 3 Does the night seem long and weary, 
 
 Bangers threatening 'long the way? 
 Joy will soon return to bless thee, 
 Soon will dawn a brighter day. 
 
 4 What, though wars and earth's commotions 
 
 Try your faith, and cause dismay ; 
 Grod, your Father, rules the nations, 
 He will send a brighter day. 
 
 5 Let the heart be cheered with gladness. 
 
 Though the sun is veiled from sight ; 
 See, the stars are brightly beaming 
 Through the shadotrs of the night. 
 Chorus, — Look! e'en now the morn is break- 
 ing. 
 See the shadows flee away ; 
 See ! the earth from slumber waking, 
 * ' Lift your heads ! ' ' behold the day ! 
 
 ob4: Missionary JBCt/tnn, 7s & Os, 
 
 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand. 
 Where AMc'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. 
 
288 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 9 
 
 What, though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ? 
 In vain, with lavish kindness, 
 
 The gifts of God are strown ; 
 The heathen, in his blindness, 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Shall we, to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim. 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
 Waft — waft, ye winds ! his stor^N 
 
 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, 
 Bedeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign. 
 
 365 Chinstian Effort, R. 31. 
 
 1 Rise, gracious God ! and shine 
 In all thy saving might ; 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 289 
 
 And prosper eacli design, 
 
 To spread thy glorious light : 
 Let healing streams of mercy flow, 
 That all the earth thy truth may know. 
 
 2 Put forth thy glorious power ! 
 
 The nations then will see. 
 And earth present her store, 
 
 In converts born of thee ; 
 ^od, our own God, his church will bless, 
 And earth shall yield her full increase. 
 
 366 Waiting for Christ. X. ]>!. 
 
 1 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 wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, 
 Thy words with pleasure we recall, 
 And deem that our redemption's nigh. 
 
 3 Oh ! come and reign o'er every land ; 
 
 Let Satan from his throne be hurled. 
 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 triumphs of thy conquering power. 
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290 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 obi Tfie Gospel Banner, 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 Now be the gospel banner, 
 
 In every land, unfurled ; 
 And be the shout, — " Hosanna !'' 
 
 Re-echoed through the world. 
 Till every isle and nation. 
 
 Till every tribe and tongue, 
 Receive the great salvation, 
 
 And join the happy throng. 
 
 2 What, though the embattled legions 
 
 Of earth and hell combine ? 
 His arm, throughout their regions, 
 
 Shall soon resplendent shine : 
 Ride on, Lord ! victorious, 
 
 Immanuel, Prince of Peace ! 
 Thy triumph shall be glorious, 
 
 Thy empu-e still increase. 
 
 : Yes, — ^thou shalt reign forever, 
 
 Jesus, King of kings ! 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favor. 
 
 Each ransomed captive sings : 
 The isles for thee are waiting. 
 
 The deserts learn thy praise, 
 The hills and valleys greeting, 
 
 The song responsive raise. 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 291 
 
 000 Gospel Za^ors. C M, 
 
 1 Great G-od ! the nations of the earth 
 
 Ai'e by creation thine ; 
 And in thy works, from nature's birth. 
 Thy radiant glories shine. 
 
 2 But, Lord ! thy greater love hath sent 
 
 Thy gospel to our race ; 
 Unveiling thy divine intent 
 Of rich redeeming grace. 
 
 3 Soon may these gracious tidings roll 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 Till every tribe and every soul 
 Shall hear the joyful sound. 
 
 4 Then, to her sable sons conveyed. 
 
 Shall Afric learn thy word. 
 And vassals, long enslaved, become 
 The freemen of the Lord. 
 
 5 When shall the scattered wanderers meet, 
 
 That now in darkness rove. 
 And, gathered round Immanuel's feet, 
 Sing of his saving love ? 
 
 6 Lord ! each faithful effort own. 
 
 To spread the gospel rays ; 
 And rear, on sin's demolished throne, 
 The temples of thy praise. 
 
292 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 369 Charities. C. M, 
 
 1 Jesus, our Lord ! how ricli thy grace ! 
 
 Thy bounties — ^how complete ! 
 How shall we count the wondrous sum, 
 Or pay the mighty debt ? 
 
 2 High on a throne of radiant light, 
 
 Dost thou exalted shine ; 
 What can our poverty bestow, 
 Since all the world is thine ? 
 
 3 But thou hast brethren here below, 
 
 The children of thy grace, 
 Whose humble names thou wilt confess, 
 Before thy Father's face. 
 
 4 In them may'st thou be clothed and fed, 
 
 Be visited and cheered ; 
 And, in their accents of distress, 
 The Saviour's voice be heard. 
 
 5 Whate'er our willing hands can give, 
 
 Lord ! at thy feet we lay ; 
 Grace will the humble gift receive, 
 And grace at length repay. 
 
 o70 Morning Star, 7s. Double, 
 
 1 Watchivian ! tell us of the night, 
 What its signs of promise are ? 
 Traveler ! o'er yon mountain's height! 
 See that glory-beaming star : 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 293 
 
 Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 
 
 Traveler ! yes ; it brings the day, 
 Promised day of Israel. 
 
 2 Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 
 
 Higher yet that star ascends ; 
 Traveler ! blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth, its course portends : 
 Watchman ! will its beams alone 
 
 Grild the spot that gave them birt];i ? 
 Traveler ! ages are its own, 
 
 See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 3 Watchman ! tell us of the ni^ght. 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn ; 
 Traveler ! darkness takes its flight. 
 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn : 
 Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease, 
 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home : 
 Traveler ! lo ! the Prince of peace, 
 
 Lo ! the Son of G od is come ! 
 
 oil. ' Ijove to the Church, S* M* 
 
 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord ! 
 
 The house of thine abode. 
 The church our blest Redeemer saved 
 With his own precious blood. 
 
 2 I love thy church, God ! 
 
 Her walls before thee stand, 
 2b ^ 
 
294 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL: 
 
 Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
 And graven on thy hand. 
 
 3 For her my my tears shall fall ; 
 
 For her my prayers ascend ; 
 To her my cares and toils be given, 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
 4 Beyond my highest joy, 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways, 
 Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 5 Sure as thy truth shall last, 
 
 To Zion shall be given 
 The brightest glories earth can yield 
 And brighter bliss of heaven. 
 
 372 Tlie CJiurch^s Gloinf* 8s & 7»> 
 
 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God ! 
 He, whose word cannot be broken, 
 
 Formed thee for his own abode : 
 On the rock of ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With salvation's walls surrounded. 
 
 Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
 
 2 See the streams of living watei-s, 
 
 Springing from eternal love. 
 To supply thy sons and daughters, 
 And all fear of want remove 1 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 295 
 
 Who can faint, while such a river 
 Ever flows his thirst t' assuage ? 
 
 Grace , which, Kke the Lord, the giver, 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 Round each habitation, hovering, 
 
 See the cloud and fire appear, 
 For a glory and a covering. 
 
 Showing that the Lord is near I 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God ! 
 He, whose word cannot he broken. 
 
 Formed thee for his own abode. 
 
 373 Zion's God. 8s, 7s & 4s^ 
 
 1 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 favored lot is thine. 
 
 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. 
 
296 ORDINANCES. 
 
 3 In the furnace Grod 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. 
 
 OEDINANCES. 
 
 o74 Consecrating Children. C, M, 
 
 1 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 ; 
 Joj^ul that we ourselves are thine, 
 Thine let our offspring be. 
 
 4 Ye little flock ! with pleasure hear. 
 
 Ye children seek his face ; 
 And fly, with transports, to receive 
 The blessings of his grace. 
 
ORDIJN-ANCES. 297 
 
 5 If orphans they arc left behind, 
 Thj^ guardian care we trust ; 
 That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, 
 If weeping o'er their dust. 
 
 375 Onie Gospel FeasU C. M» 
 
 1 How sweet and awful is the place, 
 
 With Christ within the doors. 
 While everlasting love displays 
 The choicest of her stores ! 
 
 2 While all our hearts, in praise and song, 
 
 Join to admire the feast, 
 Each of us cries with thankful tongue, 
 "Lord ! why was I a guest? 
 
 3 ' ' Why was I made to hear thy voice. 
 
 And enter while there's room, 
 When thousands make a wretched choice. 
 And rather starve than come?" 
 
 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast. 
 
 That sweetly forced us in ; 
 Else we had still refused to taste. 
 And perished in our sin. 
 
 5 Pity the nations, our God ! 
 
 Constrain the earth to come ; 
 Send thy victorious word abroad. 
 And bring the strangers home. 
 
298 ORDINANCES. 
 
 6 We long to see thy churclies full, 
 That all the chosen race 
 May, with one voice, and heart, and soul, 
 Sing thy redeeming grace. 
 
 I b Self-consecration* Jj* M* 
 
 1 Now I resolve, with all my heart, 
 
 With all my powers, to serve the Lord ; 
 Nor from his ways will I depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 2 Oh ! be his service all my joy ! 
 
 Around let my example shine, 
 Till others love the blest employ, 
 And join in labors so divine. 
 
 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, 
 
 My solemn, my determined choice, 
 To yield to his supreme control, 
 
 And, in his kind commands, rejoice. 
 
 4 Oh ! may I never faint nor tire, 
 
 Nor wandering leave his sacred ways ; 
 Great God ! accept my soul's desire, 
 And give me strength to live thy praise. 
 
 377 Self- Dedication, X. M. 
 
 1 Lord ! I am thine, entirely thine, 
 Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
 With full consent thine I would be, 
 And own thy sovereign right in me. 
 
ORDINANCES. 299 
 
 2 Grrant me, in mercy, now a place, 
 Among the children of thy grace, 
 A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
 But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 
 
 3 Thee, my new master, now I call, 
 And consecrate to thee my all ; 
 Lord ! let me live and die to thee, 
 Be thine through all eternity. 
 
 olo Covenant- sealing, X. M, 
 
 1 Oh ! happy day, that fixed my choice 
 
 On thee, my Saviour, and my God ! 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 Chorus. — Happy day, happy day, 
 
 When Jesus washed my sins away ; 
 He taught me how to watch and 
 pray. 
 And live rejoicing every day. 
 
 2 Oh ! happy bond, that seals my vows 
 
 To him who merits all my love ! 
 
 Let cheerful anthems fill the house, 
 
 While to his altar now 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. 
 Rejoiced to own the call divine. 
 
300 ORDIXANCES. 
 
 4 Now rest, nw long^ divided heart! 
 
 Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ; 
 Here have I found a nobler part, 
 Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 
 
 5 High heaven, that hears 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. 
 
 /y ChTisVs Tresence Desired, X. M* 
 
 1 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 My heart grows warm with holy fire, • 
 And kindles with a pure desire ; 
 
 Come, my dear Jesus ! from above, 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 3 Blest Saviour ! what delicious fare. 
 How sweet thine entertainments are ! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 Redeeming grace, and diymg love. 
 
 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine ! 
 In thee thy Father's glories shine : 
 Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one. 
 That eyes have seen, or angels known ! 
 
OEDINANCES. 301 
 
 OoU Institution of the Supper, X. M. 
 
 1 'TwAS on tliat dark and doleful night, 
 
 When powers of earth and hell arose, 
 Against the Son of God's delight, 
 And friends betrayed him to his foes : 
 
 2 Before the mournful scene began. 
 
 He took the bread, and blessed, and brake : 
 What love through all his actions ran ! 
 What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 
 
 3 "This is my body, broke for sin ; 
 
 Receive and eat the living food : ' ' 
 Then took the cup, and blessed the wine ; 
 " 'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 
 
 4 "Do this," he cried, "till time shall end, 
 In memory of your dying friend ; 
 
 Meet, at my table, and record 
 The love of your departed Lord. ' ' 
 
 5 Jesus ! thy feast we celebrate ; 
 
 We show thy death, we sing thy name 
 Till thou return, and we shall eat 
 The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 
 
 OoJ- Meceiving Ketv Jilenibers, X. M» 
 
 1 Kindred in Christ ! for his dear sake, 
 A hearty welcome here receive ; 
 May we together now partake 
 The joys, which only he can give. 
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302 ORDINANCES. 
 
 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 see each other 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 ; 
 And hasten on the glorious day. 
 When we shall meet to part no more. 
 
 Memetnbering Clirist, C. M, 
 
 1 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. 
 
ORDINANCES. 803 
 
 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 mine eyes. 
 
 And rest on Calvary, 
 Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
 I must remember thee : 
 
 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains. 
 
 And all thy love to me ! 
 Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
 Will I remember thee. 
 
 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb. 
 
 And mind and memory flee, 
 When in thy kingdom, thou shalt come, 
 Jesus ! remember me. 
 
 383 
 
 Ch7*isVs Love, C M, 
 
 1 How condescending and how kind, 
 
 Was God's eternal Son ! 
 Our misery reached his heavenl}^ mind, 
 And pity brought him down. 
 
 2 He sank beneath our heavy woes. 
 
 To raise us to his throne ; 
 There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows, 
 But cost his heart a groan. 
 
304 SABBATH. 
 
 3 This was compassion, like a God. 
 
 That, when the Saviour knew, 
 The price of pardon was his blood, 
 His pit3^ ne'er withdrew. 
 
 4 Now, though he reigns exalted high 
 
 His love is still as great ; 
 
 Well he remembers Calvarj^, 
 
 Nor lets his saints forget. 
 
 5 Here, let our hearts begin to melt, 
 
 While we his death record, 
 And, with our joy for pardoned guilt, 
 Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 
 
 SABBATH. 
 
 384 ScibhatU Welcomed, H. M, 
 
 1 Welcoihe ! delightful morn, 
 
 Thou day of sacred rest ! 
 I hail thy kind return ; 
 
 .Lord ! make these moments blest ; 
 From the low train of mortal toys, 
 I soar to reach immortal joys, 
 
 2 Now may the King descend. 
 
 And fill his throne of grace ; 
 Thy sceptre, Lord ! extend, 
 
 While saints address thy face : 
 Let sinners feel thy quickening word, 
 And learn to know and fear the Lord. 
 
SABBATIR 305 
 
 3 Descend, celestial Dove ! 
 
 With all thy quickening powers ; 
 Disclose a Saviour's love, 
 
 And bless the sacred hours ; 
 Then shall my soul new life obtain, 
 Nor Sabbaths be bestowed in vain. 
 
 OOO Lord's Day 'Morning, C M* 
 
 1 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 Oh ! may thy Spirit guide my feet. 
 
 In ways of righteousness ; 
 Make every path of duty straight, 
 And plain before my face. 
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306 SABBATH. 
 
 doU SabbatJi in the Sanctuary, 7s, 6 lines, 
 
 1 Safely, througli another week, 
 
 Grod 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 dear Redeemer's name, 
 Show thy reconciled 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. 
 
 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. 
 
SABBATH. 307 
 
 387 Day of Mest. 7s* 
 
 1 Welcome! sacred day of rest ! 
 
 Sweet repose from worldly care ; 
 Day, above all days the best, 
 
 When our souls for beaven prepare ; 
 Day when our Redeemer rose, 
 
 Victor o'er tbe hosts of hell; 
 Thus he vanquished all our foes ; 
 
 Let our lips his glory tell. 
 
 2 Gracious Lord ! we love this day, 
 
 When we hear thy holy word, 
 When we sing thy praise, and pray; 
 
 Earth can no such joys afford: 
 But a better rest remains. 
 
 Heavenly Sabbaths, happier d4ys, 
 Rest from sin, and rest from pains, 
 
 Endless joys, and endless praise. 
 
 888 Sabbath WorJe, X. M, 
 
 1 Sweet 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 care shall seize my breast ; 
 Oh ! may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound. 
 
308 SABBATH. 
 
 3 My heart shall triumpli in my Lord, 
 And bless his works, and bless his word ; 
 Thy works of grace, — how bright they shine ! 
 How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 
 
 4 Lord ! I shall share a glorions part, 
 When grace hath well refined my heart, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 
 
 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
 All I desired or wished below ; 
 
 And every power find sweet employ, 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
 OOy The^Eartlily and Heavenly SabbntJi, X, M, 
 
 1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord! we love. 
 But there's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that our longing souls aspire. 
 With cheerful hope and strong desire. 
 
 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 
 Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place ; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs, 
 That warble from immortal tongues. 
 
 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
 No cares to break the long repose, 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal noon. 
 
SABBATH. 309 
 
 4 Soon shall that glorious day begin, 
 Beyond this world of death and sin ; 
 Soon shall our voices join the song. 
 Of the triumphant, holy throng. 
 
 890 Sabbath, riedge of Best, JL, M, 
 
 1 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun ; 
 Return, my soul! enjoy thy rest. 
 Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 
 
 2 Oh! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, 
 As grateful incense to the skies ; 
 
 And draw, from heaven, that sweet repose, 
 Which none but he that feels it knows. 
 
 3 This heavenly calm, within the breast, 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest. 
 Which for the church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 In holy duties, let the day, 
 In holy pleasures, pass away; 
 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend. 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end! 
 
 391 The Zord's JDay, C. M. 
 
 1 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. 
 
310 SABBATH. 
 
 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 the anointed King. 
 
 To David's holy Son: 
 Help US, Lord ! descend, and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace ; 
 Who comes, in Grod 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. 
 
 Oo/i Sabbath, Foretaste of Heaven, S, M, 
 
 1 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. 
 
SABBATH. 311 
 
 3 One day, amidst tlie place 
 
 Where my dear Grod liatli Ibeen, 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay, 
 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 o9e3 Sabbath Worship, 8s, 7s & 4s* 
 
 1 In thy name, 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 lengthened, 
 
 May we give them. Lord, to thee ; 
 Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened, 
 May we run, nor weary be ; 
 
 Till thy glory 
 Without cloud in heaven we see. 
 
 3 There, in worship, purer, sweeter, 
 
 All thy people shall adore ; 
 Tasting of enjoyment greater 
 Than they could conceive before ; 
 
 Full enjoyment, 
 Full, and pure, forevermore. 
 
312 SABBATH. 
 
 o94 Zord's JDay Evening, C» M. 
 
 1 Frequent the day of God returns. 
 
 To sited its quickening 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, Lord ! our faith and hope, 
 
 And fit us to ascend. 
 Where the assembly ne'er breaks up. 
 The Sabbath ne'er shall end: 
 
 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, 
 
 With heavenly luster shine, 
 Before the throne of God appear. 
 And feast on love divine : 
 
 5 Where we, in high seraphic strains. 
 
 Shall all our powers employ ; 
 Delighted range the ethereal plains. 
 And share immortal joy. 
 
 OUO Close of Evening Service, 7s, 
 
 1 For the mercies of the day. 
 For this rest upon our waj^, 
 Thanks to thee alone be given. 
 Lord of earth and King of heaven. 
 
MINISTRY. 313 
 
 2 Cold our services have been, 
 Mingled every prayer with sin ; 
 But tliou canst and wilt forgive : 
 By thy grace alone we live. 
 
 3 While this thorny path we tread, 
 May thy love our footsteps lead ; 
 When our journey here is past, 
 May we rest with thee at last. 
 
 4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove 
 Foretastes of our joys above ; 
 While their steps thy children bend 
 To the rest which knows no end. 
 
 MINISTEY. 
 OfjX) Ministers, Christ's Meralds* 
 
 1 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 the tidings are ! • 
 ''Zion ! behold thy Saviour 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. 
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314 MINISTRY. 
 
 4 How blessed are our eyes, 
 
 That see this heavenlj^ light ! 
 Prophets and kings desired it long, 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 5 The watchmen join their voice, 
 
 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 
 Theu' Saviour and their God. 
 
 o97 The Cfreat Commission, X. M, 
 
 1 ' ' GrO, preach my gospel ! ' ' saith the Lord, 
 ' ' Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; 
 
 He shall be saved who trusts my word ; 
 He shall be damned who don'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. ' ' 
 
MINISTRY. 815 
 
 4 He spake — and light shone round his head 
 On a bright cloud, to heaven he rode : 
 They, to the farthest nations, spread 
 The grace of their ascended God. 
 
 OfjO Ministers ashing the Spirit, Zi, Mm 
 
 1 Pour out thy Spirit from on high ; 
 
 Lord ! thine assembled servants bless ; 
 Graces and gifts to each supply. 
 And clothe thy priests with righteousness. 
 
 2 Within thy temple where we stand. 
 
 To teach the truth as taught by thee, 
 Saviour ! like stars in thy right hand, 
 The angels of the churches be ! 
 
 3 Wisdom and zeal, and faith impart, 
 
 Firmness with meekness from above, 
 To bear thy people on our hearts. 
 And love the souls whom thou dost love: 
 
 4 To watch and pray, and never faint ; 
 
 By day and night strict guard to keep ; 
 To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, 
 Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep. 
 
 5 Then, when our work is finished here. 
 
 In humble hope, our charge resign ; 
 
 When the chief Shepherd shall appear, 
 
 God ! may they and we be thine. 
 
316 MINISTRY. 
 
 oUy Trayer for Jjoborerst Z, M* 
 
 1 Lord of the harvest, bend thine ear, 
 For Zion's heritage appear; 
 
 Oh ! send forth laborers filled with zeal, 
 Swift to obey their Master's will. 
 
 2 Our lifted eyes, Lord, behold 
 
 The ripening harvest tinged with gold ; 
 Wide fields are opening to our view ; 
 The work is great, the laborers few. 
 
 3 Under the guidance of thy hand, 
 May Zion's sons to every land 
 
 Go forth, to bless the dying race, • 
 As heralds of redeeming grace. 
 
 4 Bid all their hearts with ardor glow. 
 The Saviour's djdng love to show. 
 And spread the gospel's joj'ful sound, 
 Far as the race of man is found. 
 
 400 Death of a Pastor, S, M. 
 
 1 Rest from thy labor, rest ; 
 
 Soul of the just, set free ! 
 Blest be thy memory, and blest 
 Thy bright example be ! 
 
 2 Faith, perseverance, zeal, 
 
 Language of light and power, 
 Love, prompt to act, and quick to feel, 
 Marked thee till life's last hour. 
 
MINISTRY. 317 
 
 3 Now, toil and conflict o'er, 
 
 Gro, take with saints thy place ; 
 But go, as each hath gone before, 
 A sinner saved by grace. 
 
 4 Lord Jesus ! to thy hands 
 
 Our pastor we resign ; 
 And now we wait thine own commands ; 
 We were not his but thine. 
 
 5 Thou art thy church's head ; 
 
 And when the members die, 
 Thou raisest others in their stead : 
 To thee we hft our eye. 
 
 401 Death of an Aged Minister, S, M, 
 
 ' 1 "Servant of God ! well done ! 
 Rest from thy loved employ : 
 The battle fought, the victory won, 
 Enter thy Master's joy." 
 
 2 The voice at midnight came, 
 
 He started up to hear ; 
 A mortal arrow pierced his frame. 
 He fell — but felt no fear. 
 
 3 Tranquil amid alarms. 
 
 It found him on the field, 
 A veteran slumbering on his arms, 
 Beneath his red-cross shield. 
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318 ifATIONAL. 
 
 4 The pains of deatli are past, 
 
 Labor and sorrow cease ; 
 And, life's long warfare closed at last, 
 His soul is found in peace. 
 
 5 Soldier of Christ ! well-done ! 
 
 Praise be thy new employ ; 
 And, while eternal ages run, 
 Rest in thy Saviour's joy ! 
 
 NATIONAL. 
 
 402 Godf the Nation^ s Trust. C, 3f, 
 
 1 In thee, great God ! with songs of praise. 
 
 Our favored realms rejoice ; 
 And, blest with thy salvation, raise 
 To heaven their cheerful voice. 
 
 2 In deep distress, our injured land 
 
 Implored thj^ power to save ; 
 For life we prayed ; thy bounteous hand 
 The timel}^ blessing gave. 
 
 3 On thee, in want, in woe, or pain. 
 
 Our hearts alone rely ; 
 Our rights thy mercy will maintain, 
 And all our wants supply. 
 
 4 Thus, Lord ! thy wondrous power declare, 
 
 And still exalt thy fame ; 
 While we glad songs of praise prepare, 
 For thine almight}^ name. 
 
NATIONAL. 319 
 
 4U0 JPrayer for Country and CTiiirch, C, M, 
 
 1 Shine on our land, Jehovah ! shine, 
 
 With beams of heavenly grace ; 
 Reveal thy power through all our courts, 
 And show thy smiling face. 
 
 2 When shall thy name, from shore to shore, 
 
 Sound all the earth abroad. 
 And distant nations know and love 
 Their Saviour and their God? 
 
 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ! 
 
 Sing loud with solemn voice ; 
 Let every tongue exalt his praise. 
 And every heart rejoice. 
 
 4 Earth shall obey her Maker's will, 
 
 And yield a full increase ; 
 Our God will crown his chosen land. 
 With fruitfulness and peace. 
 
 5 God, the Redeemer, scatters round 
 
 His choicest favors here. 
 While the creation's utmost bound 
 Shall see^ adore, and fear. 
 
 404 God, in ^National JBlessings, X. JLT, 
 
 1 Great God of nations ! now to thee 
 Our hymn of gratitude we raise ; 
 With humble heart, and bended knee, 
 We offer thee our song of praise. 
 
320 NATIONAL. 
 
 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty Grod ! 
 
 For all the kindness thou hast shown 
 To this fair land the pilgrims trod, 
 This land we fondly call our own. 
 
 3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide, 
 
 And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; 
 Here thou our fathers' steps didst guide 
 In safety, through their dangerous way. 
 
 4 Great God ! preserve us in thy fear ; 
 
 In dangers still our guardian be ; 
 Oh! spread thy truth's bright precepts here, 
 Let all the people worship thee. 
 
 405 J'udgment Deprecated, 7*» 
 
 1 Why, God! thy people spurn? 
 Why permit thy wrath to burn? 
 God of mercy ! turn once more, 
 All our broken hearts restore. 
 
 2 Thou hast made our land to quake, 
 Heal the breaches thou dost make ; 
 Bitter is the cup we drink, 
 Suffer not our souls to sink. 
 
 3 Be thy banner now unfurled, 
 Show thy truth to all the world ; 
 
 Save us, Lord ! we cry to thee, 
 Lift thine arm — tliy chosen free. 
 
NATIONAL. 821 
 
 406 Thanhsgiving, 7s, 
 
 1 Swell tlie anthem, raise tlie song, 
 Praises to our God belong : 
 Saints and angels! join to sing 
 Praises to the heavenly King. 
 
 2 Blessings from his liberal hand 
 Flow around this happy land : 
 Gruarded by his watchful eye, 
 Peace and freedom we enjoy. 
 
 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, 
 May we cheerfully obey, 
 Never feel oppression's rod, 
 Ever own and worship God. 
 
 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
 Praises to the King of kings ; 
 Let us join the choral song, 
 And the grateful notes prolong. 
 
 407 Praise from all Nations. 7s, 6 lineso 
 
 1 God of mercy, God of grace ! 
 Show the brightness of thy face ; 
 Shine upon us, Saviour ! shine ; 
 Fill thy church with light divine ; 
 And thy saving health extend 
 Unto earth's remotest end. 
 
 2 Let the people praise thee. Lord ! 
 Be by all that live adored ; 
 
322 NATIONAL. 
 
 Let the nations shout and sing, 
 Glory to their Saviour King; 
 At thy feet their tribute pay, 
 And thy holy will obey. 
 
 408 My Country f 'tis of Thee. 6s & 4=8^ 
 
 1 My country, 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land of liberty, 
 
 Of thee I sing : 
 Land where my fathers died, 
 Land of the pilgrims' pride, 
 From every mountain-side 
 
 Let freedom ring. 
 
 2 My native country, thee. 
 Land of the noble free. 
 
 Thy name I love ; 
 I love thy rocks and rills, 
 Thy woods and templed hills : 
 My heart with rapture thrills. 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 3 Let music swell the breeze, 
 And ring from all the trees 
 
 Sweet freedom's song; 
 Let mortal tongues awake, 
 Let all that breathe partake ; 
 Let rocks their silence break. 
 
 The sound prolong. 
 
MORNING. 323 
 
 4 Our fathers' God, to thee, 
 Author of liberty. 
 
 To thee we sing ; 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom's holy light; 
 Protect us by thy might, 
 
 Great God, our King ! 
 
 409 *^ God Save the Stater* 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 God bless our native land ! 
 Firm may she ever stand. 
 
 Through storm and night ; 
 When the wild tempests rave, 
 Ruler of winds and wave, 
 Do thou our country save 
 
 By thy great might. 
 
 2 For her our prayer shall rise 
 To God, above the skies ; 
 
 On him we wait : 
 Thou who art ever nigh. 
 Guarding with watchful eye, 
 To thee aloud we cry, 
 
 God save the State ! 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 411) Morning, 7*» 
 
 1 In this calm impressive hour, 
 Let my prayer ascend on high ; 
 
324 MORNING. 
 
 God of mercy ! God of power ! 
 
 Hear me, when to tliee I cry : 
 Hear me from thy lofty throne, 
 For the sake of Christ, thy Son. 
 
 2 With the morning's early ray, 
 
 While the shades of night depart, 
 Let thy beams of light convey 
 
 Joy and gladness to my heart : 
 Now o'er all my steps preside, 
 And for all my wants provide. 
 
 3 Oh ! what joy that word affords, 
 
 "Thou shalt reign o'er all the earth ;' 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords ! 
 Send thy gospel heralds forth : ' 
 Now begin thy boundless sway, 
 Usher in the glorious day. 
 
 4:11 A. Moisting Invocation, X. M„ 
 
 1 Awake, my soul ! and with the sun 
 Thy daily course of duty run ; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart ! 
 And with the angels bear thy part. 
 Who, all night long, unwearied sing 
 High praises to the eternal King. 
 
MORNING. 325 
 
 3 Grlory to thee, who safe hast kept, 
 And hast refreshed me, while 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. 
 
 4:1-^ Moii'ning and Evening Jflercies* JL» M» 
 
 1 My God ! how endless is thy love ! 
 
 Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
 And morning mercies from above, 
 Gently distill, like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread' st the curtains of the night. 
 
 Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ! 
 Tliy sovereign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all my drowsy powers. 
 
 3 I yield my powers to thy command ; 
 
 To thee I consecrate my days ; 
 Perpetual blessings, from thy hand. 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
 41o Morning Thanhs, 7s, 
 
 1 Thou that dost my life prolong ! 
 Kindly aid my morning song ; 
 Thankful, from my couch I rise, 
 To the God that rules the skies. 
 
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326 MORNING. 
 
 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 everywhere abound, 
 
 Sins and snares beset me round. 
 
 5 Gently, with the dawning ray, 
 On my soul, thy beams display ; 
 Sweeter than the smiling morn, 
 Let thy cheering light return. 
 
 414- Mmmitig Gratitude, C» M, 
 
 1 Once more, my soul ! the rising day 
 
 Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice ! thy tribute pay 
 To him who rules the skies. 
 
 2 Night linto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day renews the sound ; 
 Wide as the heaven, on which he sits 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
MORNING. 327 
 
 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
 And yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 A thousand wretched souls are fled, 
 
 Since the last setting sun ; 
 And yet he lengthens out my thread. 
 And yet my moments run. 
 
 5 Great God ! let all my hours be thine. 
 
 Whilst I enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline. 
 And bring a peaceful night. 
 
 4iO -4. Morning Song* ۥ M, 
 
 1 Lord of my life ! oh ! may thy praise 
 
 Employ my noblest powers, 
 Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 
 And fills the circling hours. 
 
 2 Preserved by thine almighty arm, 
 
 I passed the shades of night, 
 Secure 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 closed my eyes. 
 In undisturbed repose. 
 
328 EVENING. 
 
 4 When sleep, death's image, o'er me spread, 
 
 And I unconscious lay, 
 Thj^ watchful care was round my bed, 
 To guard my feeble clay. 
 
 5 Oh ! 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 da^^s ; 
 And let thy goodness fill my soul 
 With gratitude and praise. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 4:iO Evening Hymn, X. M, 
 
 1 Glory to thee, my God ! this night. 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, oh ! keep me, King of kings 1 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord ! for thy dear Son, 
 The ill that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself and thee, 
 My soul, this night, at peace may be. 
 
 3 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- 
 
EVENING. 829 
 
 4 Oh ! may my faith on thee repose ; 
 May gentle sleep my eyelids close, 
 
 That shall my frame more vigorous make, 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 5 Lord ! let my soul forever share 
 The bliss of thy parental care ; 
 
 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 
 To see thy face, and sing thy love. 
 
 417 -d-ti Evening Song, C. M. 
 
 1 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song, 
 
 Like holy incense, rise ; 
 Assist the offerings 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. 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Encompass me around ; 
 But, oh ! how few returns of love 
 Hath my Creator found ! 
 
 4 What have I done for him, who died 
 
 To save my wretched soul ? 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 
 Fast as the minutes roll ! 
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330 EVENING. 
 
 5 Lord I with this gnilty heart of miney 
 
 To thy dear cross I flee ; 
 And to thy grace ray sonl resign, 
 To be renewed by thee. 
 
 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning bloody 
 
 I lay me down to rest, 
 As in the embraces of my God, 
 Or on my Sa\^onr's breast. 
 
 4:lo -An Eveiting^ Medittittion. X. ilf» 
 
 1 Thus far the Lord has led pie on, 
 
 Thus far his power prolongs my days ; 
 And every evening shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has rnn to waste, 
 
 And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 He gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 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. 
 
 4 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. 
 
EVENING. 331 
 
 4iy -4.n Evening Sacrifice. L, M, 
 
 1 Great G-od ! to thee my evening song 
 
 With humble gratitude I raise ; 
 Oh ! 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 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
 
 Of Jesus ; his dear name alone 
 I plead for pardon, gracious God ! 
 And kind acceptance, at thy throne. 
 
 4 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close ; 
 
 With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; 
 Safe in thy care may I repose, 
 And wake with praises to thy name. 
 
 4/CU ^^ Evening Family -song, 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 Sayioitr ! 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, 
 Angel-guards from thee surround us ; 
 We are safe, if thou art nigh. 
 
332 EVENING. 
 
 3 Thougli tne night be dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 
 Thou art he who, never weary, 
 Watcheth 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 bright and deathless bloom. 
 
 4:/cJ. Hepose and Devotion, 7s, 6 lines* 
 
 1 Now, from labor and from care, 
 
 Evening shades have set me free ; 
 In the work of praise and prayer. 
 
 Lord ! I would converse with thee : 
 Oh ! behold me from above. 
 Fill me with a Saviour's love. 
 
 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, 
 
 Wither all my earthly joys; 
 Naught can charm me here below. 
 
 But my Saviour' s melting voice : 
 Lord ! forgive, thy grace restore, 
 Make me thine for evermore. 
 
 3 For the blessings of this day, 
 
 For the mercies of this hour, 
 For the gospel's cheering ray. 
 
 For the Spirit's quickening power. 
 Grateful notes to thee I raise ; 
 Oh ! accept my song of praise. 
 
EVENING. 333 
 
 422 .-Da?/ Ending. 7«# 
 
 1 Softly, now, the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labor free, 
 Lord ! I would commune with thee. 
 
 2 Thou whose all pervading eye. 
 Naught escapes without, within, 
 Pardon each infirmity. 
 
 Open fault and secret sin. 
 
 3 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 
 All of man's infirmity ; 
 
 Now from thine eternal throne, 
 Jesus look with pitying eye. 
 
 4 Soon, for me, the light of day 
 Shall forever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free. 
 Take me, Lord ! to dwell with thee. 
 
 4/0 O Twilight Trayer, 
 
 1 I LOVE to steal awhile away. 
 
 From every cumbering care. 
 And spend the hour of setting day, 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2 I love, in solitude, to shed 
 
 The penitential tear ; 
 And all his promises to plead. 
 When none but Grod is near. 
 
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334 EVENING. 
 
 3 I love to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore ; 
 My cares and sorrows all to cast, 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
 4 I love, by faith, to take a view 
 
 Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
 The prospect doth my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driven. 
 
 5 And, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray 
 Be calm, as this impressive hour. 
 And lead to endless day 
 
 4/0 4 One Day ixearer Home, 
 
 1 A CROWN of glory bi-ight, 
 
 By faith's clear eyes I see 
 In yonder realms of light 
 Prepared for me. 
 Chorus, — I'm nearer my home, nearer my 
 home. 
 Nearer my home to-day ; 
 Yes ! nearer my home in heaven to- 
 day, 
 Than ever I've been before. 
 
 2 Oh ! may I faithful prove, 
 
 And keep the crown in view, 
 And through the storms of life 
 My way pursue. 
 
EVEXIXG. 335 
 
 3 Jesiis, be thou my guide, 
 
 And all my steps attend, 
 Oh, keep me near thy side, 
 Be thou my friend. 
 
 4 Be thou my skield and sun. 
 
 My Saviour and my guard, 
 And when my work is done, 
 My great reward. 
 
 4/it) Coming Night. 8s & 7s» 
 
 1 Tarry with me, my Saviour, 
 
 For the day is passing by ; 
 See ! the shades of evening gather. 
 And the night is drawing nigh. 
 
 2 Many friends were gathered round me 
 
 In the bright days of the past ; 
 But the grave' has closed above them. 
 And I linger here at last. 
 
 3 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows ; 
 
 Paler now the glowing West ; 
 Swift the night of death advances ; 
 ^ Shall it be the night of rest ? 
 
 4 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, 
 
 Lord, I cast myself on thee ; 
 Tarry with me through the darkness ! 
 While I sleep, still watch by me. 
 
336 THE YEAR. 
 
 5 Tarry with me, my Saviour ! 
 Lay my head upon thy breast 
 Till the morning ; then awake me, 
 Morning of eternal rest ! 
 
 THE YEAE. 
 
 426 New Tear. lis & 5s. 
 
 1 CoisiE, let us anew 
 Our journey pursue, 
 Roll round with the year, 
 
 And never stand still till the Master appear ; 
 His adorable will, 
 Let us gladly fulfill. 
 And our talents improve, . 
 
 By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. 
 
 2 Our life is a dream ; 
 Our time, as a stream, 
 Grlides 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 Oh ! that each, in the day 
 Of his coming may say, 
 
 "I have fought my way through, 
 I have finished the work which thou gav'st me 
 to do!" 
 
THE YEAR. 337 
 
 Oil ! that each, from his Lord, 
 May receive the glad word, 
 *'Well and faithfully done! 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne ! ' ' 
 
 427 Our Times in God's Hand* S, M, 
 
 1 Our times are in thy hand, 
 
 Grod, we wish them there ; 
 Our life, our friends, our souls we leave 
 Entirely to thy care. 
 
 2 Our times are in thy hand, 
 
 Whatever they may be. 
 Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
 As best may seem to thee. 
 
 3 Our times are in thy hand. 
 
 Why should we doubt or fear ? 
 A Father's hand will never cause 
 His child a needless tear. 
 
 4 Our times are in thy hand, 
 
 Jesus the crucified ; 
 The hand our many sins have pierced. 
 Is now our guard and guide. 
 
 5 Our times are in thy hand. 
 
 We'll always trust in thee, 
 Till we have left this weary land, 
 And all thy glory see. 
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338 THE YEAR. 
 
 4 /CO Year Opening, X. Jf. 
 
 1 Great God ! we sing that miglity hand, 
 By which supported still we stand ; 
 The opening year thy mercy shows, 
 Let mercy crown it till it close. 
 
 2 By day, by night — at home, abroad. 
 Still we are guarded by our God ; 
 By his incessant bounty fed, 
 
 By his unerring counsel led. 
 
 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
 The future, all to us unknown. 
 
 We to thy guardian care commit, 
 And peaceful leave before thy feet. 
 
 4 In scenes exalted or depressed. 
 
 Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; 
 Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
 Adored, through all our changing days. 
 
 5 When death shall close our earthly songs, 
 And seal, in silence, mortal tongues, 
 Our helper, God, in whom we trust, 
 Shall keep our souls, and guard our dust. 
 
 429 
 
 JAfe Fleeting, 7s & 6s, 
 
 1 Tli\lE is winging us away. 
 To our eternal home ; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 A journey to the tomb ; 
 
THE YEAR. 339 
 
 Youtli and vigor soon will flee, 
 Blooming beauty lose its charms ; 
 
 All that's mortal soon will be 
 Enclosed in death's cold arms. 
 
 Time is winging ns away 
 
 To our eternal home ; 
 Life is but a winter's day, 
 
 A journey to the tomb : 
 But the Christian shall enjoy 
 
 Health and beauty soon above ; 
 Far beyond the world's alloy, 
 
 Secure in Jesus' love. 
 
 4:tj(j JPast and Future, 7s, Double* 
 
 1 While with ceaseless course, the sun 
 
 Hasted through the former year, • 
 
 Many souls their race have run. 
 
 Never more to meet us here : 
 Fixed in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little, none can know. 
 
 2 As the winged arrow flies. 
 
 Speedily the mark to find ; 
 As the lightning from the skies 
 Darts and leaves no trace behind, 
 
340 THE YEAR. 
 
 Swiftly thus our fleeting daj^s 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
 
 Upward, Lord 1 our spirits raise, 
 All below is but a dream. 
 
 3 Thanks for mercies past, receive ; 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew : 
 From this moment, may we live 
 
 With eternity in view : 
 Bless thy word to young and old ; 
 
 Shed abroad a Saviour's love : 
 And, when life's short tale is told, 
 
 May we dwell with thee above. 
 
 431 Time Short-^Man Frail, C. M, 
 
 1 Thee we adore, eternal Name ! 
 
 And humbly own to thee. 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 What dying worms are we ! 
 
 2 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 
 The breath that first it gave. 
 
 Whate'er we do, where'er we be. 
 
 We're traveling to the grave. 
 
 3 Great God ! on what a ^lender thread 
 
 Hang everlasting things ! 
 The eternal state of all the dead, 
 Upon life's feeble strings. 
 
DEATH. 341 
 
 4 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 
 
 Attends on every breath, 
 And yet, liow unconcerned we go. 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 5 Waken, Lord, our drowsy sense, 
 
 To walk this dangerous road ; 
 And if our souls are hurried hence. 
 May they be found with God. 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 4t3^ Asleep in tTesus, £. M, 
 
 1 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 ! oh ! how sweet, 
 To be for such a slumber meet ! 
 With holy confidence to sing, 
 
 That death hast lost its venomed sting. 
 
 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
 Whose waking is supremely blest ! 
 No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
 Which manifests the Saviour's power. 
 
 4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh ! for me 
 May such a blissful refuge be ! 
 Securely shall my ashes lie, 
 
 And wait the summons from on high. 
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342 DEATH. 
 
 4:00 JBiirial of Saints, X. M» 
 
 1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb ! 
 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
 And give these sacred rehcs room, 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 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 
 
 Passed through the grave, and blessed the 
 bed! 
 Kesthere, blest saint! till, from his throne, 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 
 
 Attend, Earth! his sovereign word; 
 Restore thy trust ; a glorious form 
 Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 
 
 4:e34 Death f the Voice of Jesus* C. M, 
 
 1 Why do we mourn departing friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms? 
 '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. 
 
DEATH. 343 
 
 3 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb? 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all the saints he blessed, 
 
 And softened every bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with their dying Head? 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascended high, 
 
 And showed our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord his saints 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. 
 
 4dO J^l/i^W *^ *^^ Tjord. C. M, 
 
 1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ; 
 "Sweet is the savor of their names. 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 2 "They die in Jesus, and are blessed. 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From sufferings and from sins released. 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
344 DEATH. 
 
 3 ''Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 They're present with the Lord; 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. ' ' 
 
 436 Death, the Gate of lAfe, X, M. 
 
 1 Why should we start, and fear to die? 
 
 What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Still we shrink back again to life. 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 Oh ! if my Lord would come and 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. 
 
 4o7 DeatJi of the Mighteous, X. M, 
 
 1 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 ! 
 
DEATH. 345 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; 
 
 So sinks a gale wlien storms are o'er; 
 So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 A hoJy quiet reigns around, 
 
 A calm which Hfe nor death destroys ; 
 Nothing 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 1 farewell ! 
 
 5 Life's duty 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 !'* 
 
 4uO Mourners Comforted, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 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 the immortal spirit's head. 
 
346 DEATH. 
 
 3 Light and peace at once deriving, 
 
 From the hand of God most high, 
 In his glorious presence hying, 
 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. 
 
 439 ^ Funeral Synin. 12s & lis. 
 
 1 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not 
 
 deplore thee, 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass 
 
 the tomb ; 
 The Sa^aour 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 be- 
 
 hold thee. 
 Nor tread the rough paths of the world by 
 thy side ; 
 
DEATH. 347 
 
 But tlie 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 mansion 
 
 forsaking, 
 Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt lingered 
 
 long ; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright 
 
 on thy waking 
 And the sound thou didst hear was the 
 
 seraphim's song. 
 
 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 Saviour 
 hath died. 
 
 440 Death awaiting All* C, M» 
 
 1 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head, 
 Is equal warning given ; 
 Beneath us lie the countless dead, 
 Above us, is the heaven. 
 
348 DEATH. 
 
 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 
 
 Of youth's soft cheek decay, 
 And fate descend, in sudden night, 
 On manhood's middle day. 
 
 4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
 
 Halt feebly to the tomb ; 
 And yet shall earth our hearts engage. 
 And dreams 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. 
 
 441 Burial of an Infant, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Fare thee well, thou lovely stranger ; 
 Guardian angels, take your charge ; 
 Freed at once from pain and danger ; 
 Happy spirit set at large ! 
 
JUDGMENT. 349 
 
 2 Life's most bitter cup just tasting, 
 
 Short thy passage to the tomb; 
 O'er the barrier, swiftly hasting 
 To thine everlasting home. 
 
 3 Rest thee here in gentle slumbers, 
 
 Till the resurrection morn ; 
 Then arise to join the numbers 
 Who its triumphs shall adorn. 
 
 4 Soon, sweet babe, we hope to meet thee 
 
 In the world of light above ; 
 Oh, what rapture there to greet thee, 
 And resound redeeming love ! 
 
 5 Now, Lord, to thee submitting 
 
 We the tender pledge resign ; 
 At the feet of Jesus sitting, 
 We would have no will but thine. 
 
 JUDGMENT. 
 
 44: /i Clirist Coming to tTudgment, 8s , 7s & 4s» 
 
 1 Lo ! he comes, in clouds descending. 
 Once for favored sinners slain ; 
 Thousand, thousand saints attending. 
 Swell the triumph of his train : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 Jesus shall forever reign. 
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350 JUDGMENT. 
 
 2 Every eye shall now behold him, 
 
 Robed in dreadful majesty; 
 Those that set at naught and sold him, 
 Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply waihng, 
 Shall the great Messiah see. 
 
 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, 
 
 Heaven and earth shall flee away; 
 All who hate him, must, confounded, 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day ; 
 
 Come to judgment. 
 Come to judgment, come away. 
 
 4 Now the Saviour, long-expected, 
 
 See, in solemn pomp, appear! 
 All his saints, by man rejected, 
 Now shall meet him in the air : 
 
 Hallelujah! 
 See the day of Grod appear. 
 
 443 TJie Sinner Judged, Ss, 7s & 4s • 
 
 1 See the eternal Judge descending, 
 
 Yiew him seated on his throne ! 
 Now, poor sinner ! now lamenting. 
 Stand and hear thine awful doom ; 
 
 Trumpets call thee ! 
 Stand and hear thine awful doom. 
 
 2 Hear the cries he now is venting, 
 
 Mlled with dread of fiercer pain ; 
 
JUDGMENT. 351 
 
 While in anguisli thus lamenting, 
 That he ne'er was born again! 
 
 Greatly mourning, 
 That he ne'er was born again ! 
 
 3 "Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, 
 
 With the marks of dying love ; 
 Oh ! that I had sought his favor, 
 When I felt his Spirit move ! 
 
 Golden moments, 
 When I felt his Spirit move!" 
 
 4 Now, despisers ! look, and wonder ; 
 
 Hope and sinners here must part ; 
 Louder than a peal of thunder, 
 Hear the dreadful sound, — "Depart!" 
 
 Lost forever, 
 Hear the dreadful sound, — ' ' Depart ! ' ' 
 
 444 -4 Vision of Judgment* S, M, 
 
 1 I SAW, beyond ihe tomb, 
 
 The awfiil Judge appear, 
 Prepared to scan, with strict account, 
 The blessings wasted here. 
 
 2 His wrath, like flaming fire. 
 
 In hell forever burns ; 
 And, from that hopeless world of woe, 
 No fugitive returns. 
 
352 JUDGMENT. 
 
 3 Ye sinners ! fear the Lord, 
 
 While yet 'tis called to-day ; 
 Soon will the awful voice of death 
 Command your souls away. 
 
 4 Soon will the harvest close, 
 
 The summer soon be o'er : 
 sinners ! then your injured God 
 Will heed your cries no more. 
 
 445 Tlie Judg^nent in Prospect, S, M, 
 
 1 And will the Judge descend ? 
 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 2 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 sEakes 
 
 The mansions of the dead. 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound, 
 What joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 4 Ye sinners ! seek his grace. 
 
 Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 
JUDGMENT. 353 
 
 5 So shall that curse remove, 
 By whicli the Saviour bled ; 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
 446 J^«2/ of jrudgmenl. C. M 
 
 1 That awful day will surely corac, 
 
 The appointed hour makes nvtiste, 
 When I must stand before my «>-ad^^, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my j'^jsl 
 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart ! 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound — "Depart." 
 
 3 Oh ! wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my Grod remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 I must not taste his love. 
 
 4 Jesus ! I throw my arms around, 
 
 And hang upon thy breast ; 
 Without one gracious smile from thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 5 Oh ! tell me that my worthless name 
 
 Is graven on thy hands; 
 Show me some promise in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
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354 HEAVEN. 
 
 447 airisVs night Sand. C, P. M. 
 
 1 When thou, my righteous Judge ! shalt come 
 To fetch 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 Saviour ! grant it by thy grace ; 
 Be thou my only hiding-place. 
 
 In this the accepted day ; 
 Thy pardoning voice, oh ! let me hear, 
 To still my unbelieving fear. 
 
 Nor let me fall, I pray. 
 
 3 Among thy saints let me he found, 
 Whene'er the archangel's 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. 
 
 HEAVEN. 
 
 44o -T Would not Zive Always. lis, 
 
 1 I WOULD not live always : I ask not to stay. 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 
 
 way; 
 The few lucid mornings that dawn on us here, 
 Are followed by gloom, and beclouded with 
 
 fear. 
 
HEAVEN. 355 
 
 2 I would not live always: no, welcome the 
 
 tomb; 
 Since Jesus hatli lain there, I dread not its 
 
 gloom ; 
 There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, 
 To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 
 
 3 Who, who would live always, away from his 
 
 God; 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode. 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 
 
 bright plains. 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns. 
 
 4 There saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
 Their Saviour and brethren transported to 
 
 greet; 
 While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll. 
 And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
 
 soul. 
 
 449 J2««* /o^' *^i^ Weary Soul, S, M. 
 
 1 Oh ! where shall rest be found, 
 
 Eest for the weary soul ! 
 'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
356 HEAVEN. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 4 There is a death, whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
 Oh ! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 5 Lord Grod of truth and grace ! 
 
 Teach us that death to shun ; 
 Lest we be banished from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 6 Here would we end our quest: 
 
 Alone are found in thee, 
 The life of perfect love, the rest 
 Of immortality ! 
 
 450 JK««* fo^ *^« Weary. 
 
 1 In the Christian's home in glory, 
 There remains a land of rest. 
 There my Saviour's gone before me. 
 To fulfill my soul's request. 
 Chorus, — There is rest for the weary, 
 There is rest for you. 
 On the other side of Jordan, 
 In the sweet fields of Eden, 
 Where the tree of life is blooming, 
 There is rest for you. 
 
HEAVEN. 357 
 
 2 He is fitting up my mansion, 
 
 Which eternally shall stand, 
 For my stay shall not be transient 
 In that holy, happy land. 
 
 3 Pain or sickness ne'er shall enter, 
 
 Grief nor woe my lot shall share ; 
 But in that celestial center, 
 I a crown of life shall wear. 
 
 4 Death itself shall then be vanquished, 
 
 And his sting shall be withdrawn; 
 Slout for gladness, ye ransomed, 
 Hail with joy the rising morn. 
 
 5 Sing, sing, ye heirs of glory ; 
 
 Shout your triumph as you go 
 Zion's gates will open for you, 
 You shall find an entrance through. 
 
 451 ^^ Jordan's Banks* C» M^ 
 
 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 
 And cast a wishful eye 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessions lie. 
 
 2 Oh! the transporting, rapturous scene. 
 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields, arrayed in living green. 
 And rivers of delight ! ^ 
 
358 HEAVEN. 
 
 3 O'er all those wide-extended plains, 
 
 Shines one eternal day; 
 There, God, the Son, forever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 4 No chilling winds, no poisonous breath, 
 
 Can reach that healthful shore ; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
 Are felt and feared no more. 
 
 5 When shall I reach that happy place, 
 
 And be forever blest? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, ^ 
 And in his bosom rest? 
 
 6 Filled with dehght, my raptured soul 
 
 Would here no longer stay; 
 Though Jordan's waves should round me roll. 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
 45 rW Trospect of JELeaven, Cheering, €. M» 
 
 1 There is a land of pure dehght, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign. 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There, everlasting spring abides. 
 
 And never-withering flowers ; 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
HEAVEN. 359 
 
 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, 
 
 To cross this narrow sea ; 
 And linger, shivering on the brink, 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 And see the Canaan that we love, 
 With unbeclouded eyes. 
 
 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood. 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood. 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 4od That Beautiful Zand* 
 
 1 A BEAUTIFUL land, by faith I see, 
 A land of rest, from sorrow free. 
 The home of the ransomed, bright and fair, 
 And beautiful angels, too, are there. 
 
 Chonis, — ^Will you go? will you go? 
 
 Go to that beautiful land with me? 
 Will you go? will you go? 
 Go to that beautiful land? 
 
360 HEAVEN. 
 
 2 That beautiful land, the city of light. 
 
 It ne'er has known the shades of night; 
 The glory of God, the light of day, 
 Hath driven the darkness far away. 
 
 3 In vision I see its streets of gold, 
 Its beautiful gates I too behold, 
 The river of life, the crystal sea, 
 The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. 
 
 4 ^e heavenly throng arrayed in white, 
 In rapture range the plains of light ; 
 And in one harmonious choir they praise 
 Their glorious Saviour's matchless grace. 
 
 4l)4 -Mi/ Heavenly Some, 
 
 1 My heavenly home is bright and fair, 
 Nor pain nor death can enter there ; 
 Its glittering towers the sun outshine ; 
 That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 
 
 Chorus. — ^Will you go? will you go? 
 
 Go to that heavenly home with me? 
 Will you go? will you go? 
 Go to that heavenly home? 
 
 2 My Father's house is built on high? 
 Far, far above the starry sky : 
 When from this earthly prison free. 
 That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 
 
HEAVEN. 361 
 
 3 Let others seek a home beloTV, 
 
 Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow; 
 
 Be mine the happier lot to own 
 
 A heavenly mansion near the throne. 
 
 4 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, 
 And sun and moon refuse to shine, 
 All nature sink and cease to be, 
 That heavenly mansion stands for me. 
 
 455 Heaven Beyond the Tomb, C. 31, 
 
 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wanderers given : 
 There is a joy for souls distressed, 
 A balm for every wounded breast, 
 
 'Tis found above — in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sin and sorrow driven ; 
 When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
 Where storms arise and ocean rolls. 
 
 And all is drear but heaven. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up her cheerful 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 ; 
 31 
 
HEAVEN. 
 
 Beyond the confines of the tomb, 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 it 00 Heaven alone Unfading* Ij. 3f. 
 
 1 How vain is all beneath the sky ! 
 
 How transient every earthly bliss ! 
 How slender all the fondest ties 
 That bind us to a world like this ! 
 
 2 The evening cloud, the morning dew, 
 
 The withering grass, the fading flower. 
 Of earthly hopes are emblems true, 
 The glory of a passing hour. 
 
 3 But, though earth's fairest blossoms die. 
 
 And all beneath the skies is vain, 
 There is a land, whose confines lie 
 Beyond the reach of care and pain. 
 
 4 Then let the hope of joys to come 
 
 Dispel our cares and chase our fears : 
 If God be ours, we're traveling home. 
 Though passing through a vale of tears. 
 
 45/ The Worship of Earth and Heaven, CM. 
 
 1 Father! I long, I faint, to see 
 The place of thine abode ; 
 I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 
 Up to thy seat, my God ! 
 
HEAYE]S\ 363 
 
 2 Here I behold thy distant face, 
 
 And 'tis a pleasing sight; 
 But, to abide in thine embrace. 
 Is infinite delight. 
 
 3 I'd part with all the joys of sense. 
 
 To gaze upon thy throne ; 
 Pleasure springs fresh forever thence, 
 • Unspeakable, unknown. 
 
 4 There all the heavenly hosts are seen ; 
 
 In shining ranks they move ; 
 And drink immortal vigor in. 
 With wonder and with love. 
 
 45 O Victory tJirough the Lamb, C, M, 
 
 1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 
 
 Within the veil, and see 
 The saints above, how great their joj'S, 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
 2 I ask them whence their victory came ; 
 
 They, with united breath. 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 Their triumph to his death. 
 
 3 They marked the footsteps he had trod ; 
 
 His zeal inspired their breast ; 
 And following their incarnate God, 
 Possess the promised rest. 
 
364 IIEAVEX. 
 
 4 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 
 For liis own pattern given, 
 While tlie long cloud of witnesses 
 Show the same path to heaven. 
 
 40t/ Saints f one in Heaven and on Earth, C. 3/« 
 
 1 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 
 Who have obtained the prize. 
 And, on the eagle wings of love, 
 To joy celestial rise. 
 
 2 Let saints below in concert sing 
 
 With those to glory gone. 
 For all the servants of our King 
 In heaven and earth 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 crossed the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 5 E'en now to their eternal home 
 
 Some happy spirits fly ; 
 And we are to the margin come, 
 And soon expect to die ! 
 
HEAVEN. 365 
 
 6 Dear Saviour ! be our constant guide ; 
 Then, when the word is given, 
 Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide, 
 And land us safe in heaven. 
 
 4:bU Heaven's Imiu^nerable Throng, 7s* 
 
 1 What are these in bright array. 
 
 This innumerable throng. 
 Round the altar night and day, 
 
 Hymning one 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 almighty name. 
 Clad in raiment pure and white, 
 
 Victor-palms in every hand. 
 Through their dear Bedeemer'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 ; 
 31* 
 
366 HEAVEX. 
 
 Joy and gladness banish sighs. 
 Perfect love dispel all fears, 
 
 And, forever from their eyes, 
 God shall wipe away the tears. 
 
 461 Tlie Bliss of Meavetu 
 
 1 High in yonder realms of light, 
 
 Dwell the raptured saints above, 
 Far beyond our feeble sight, 
 
 Happy in Immaniiel's love: 
 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 
 
 Once thej^ knew, like us below, 
 Gloomy doubts, disti-essing fears. 
 
 Torturing pain, and heavy woe. 
 
 2 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 
 
 'Mid the ang^elic 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. 
 
 3 All is tranquil and serene, 
 
 Calm and undisturbed repose ; 
 There no cloud can intervene, 
 There no angry tempest blows : 
 
HEAVEN. 367 
 
 Every tear is wiped away, 
 
 Sighs no more shall heave the breast ; 
 Night is lost in endless day, 
 
 Sorrow in eternal rest. 
 
 4t\)Z Heaven f a Dtvelling with Christ, Tj, M, 
 
 1 As when the weary traveler gains 
 The height of some o'erlooking hill. 
 His heart revives, if, 'cross the plains, 
 He eyes his home, though distant still. 
 
 2 So when the Christian pilgrim views, 
 By faith, his mansion in the skies, 
 The sight his fainting strength renews. 
 And wings his speed to reach the prize. 
 
 3 'Tis there he says I am to dwell, 
 With Jesus in the realms of day : 
 Then I shall bid my cares farewell. 
 And he will wipe my tears away. 
 
 4 Jesus, on thee our hope depends, 
 To lead us on to thy abode, 
 Assured our home will make amends 
 For all our toils while on the road, 
 
 463 The Heavenly City. Jj, M. 
 
 1 "We've no abiding city here," 
 We seek a city out of sight : 
 Zion its name, the Lord is there, 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
368 HEAVEN. 
 
 2 "We've no abiding cit}^ here," 
 
 This may distress the worldly mind, 
 But should not cost the saint a tear. 
 Who hopes a better rest to find. 
 
 3 "We've no abiding city here," 
 
 Then let us live as pilgrims do ; 
 
 Let not the world our rest appear; 
 
 But let us haste from all below. 
 
 4 sweet abode of peace and love. 
 
 Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blessed ! 
 Had I the pinions of the dove, 
 I'd flee to thee, and be at rest. 
 
 5 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine. 
 
 The time my God appoints is best: 
 While here, to do his will be mine^ 
 And his to fix my time of rest. 
 
 464 TJie SJiining Shore, 
 
 r My days are gliding swiftly by, 
 And I, a pilgrim stranger. 
 Would not detain them as they fly, 
 Those hours of toil and danger. 
 
 CJiorus. — For, oh ! we stand on Jordan's strand. 
 Our friends are passing over ; 
 And just before the shining shore 
 We may almost discover. 
 
HEAVEN. 369 
 
 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. 
 
 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow. 
 
 Each chord on earth to sever; 
 Our king says come, and there's our home, 
 Forever, oh! forever. 
 
 46 D The Saints in Zight, 7«. 
 
 1 Palms of glory, raiment bright, 
 
 Crowns that 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 ! ' ' 
 
370 HEAVEN. 
 
 4 Round the altar, priests confess. 
 
 If their robes are white as snow, 
 'Twas their Saviour's righteousness, 
 And his blood, that 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 : 
 
 Ah ! when we like them shall die, 
 May our souls, translated thus, 
 
 Triumph, reign, and shine on high ! 
 
 4:bb 1^ Heaven no JParting* 
 
 1 And may I still get there? 
 
 Still reach the heaventy shore? 
 The land forever bright and fair, 
 
 Where sorrow reigns no more. 
 Chorus. — ^AVhere there is no parting. 
 
 And sorrow reigns no more. 
 
 2 Shall I, unworthy I, 
 
 To fear and doubting given, 
 
 Mount up at last, and happy fly 
 
 On angels' wings to heaven. 
 
 3 Hail, love divine and pure, 
 
 Hail, mercy from the skies! 
 My hopes are bright, and now secure. 
 Upborne by faith I rise. 
 
HEAVEN. 371 
 
 4 I part witli earth and sin, 
 
 And shout the danger 's past; 
 My Saviour takes me fully in, 
 And I am his at last. 
 
 467 T/^e Better Zand, X. 3f. 
 
 1 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 Grod. 
 
 46 O ^^« Heavenly Jerusalem* C, M, 
 
 1 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
 Name ever dear to me, 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 In joj^, and peace, and thee? 
 
6 i Z HEAVEN. 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 
 
 And pearly gates behold? 
 Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold? 
 
 3 Oh! when, thou city of my God! 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend? 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And Sabbaths never end. 
 
 4 Why should I shrink at pain or woe, 
 
 Or feel at death dismay? 
 
 Jerusalem I soon shall view, 
 
 In realms of endless day. 
 
 5 Redeemed saints and angels, there, 
 
 Around my Saviour 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. 
 
 469 Idfe in Heaven, ۥ 3T, 
 
 1 There is a place of sacred rest, 
 Far, far beyond the skies. 
 Where beauty smiles eternally, 
 And pleasure never dies. 
 
HEAVEN. 373 
 
 2 Wlien tossed upon the waves of life, 
 
 With fear on every side, 
 When fiercely howls the gathering storm. 
 And foams the angry tide. 
 
 3 Beyond the storm, beyond the gloom, 
 
 Breaks forth the light of morn, 
 Bright beaming from my Father's house. 
 To cheer the soul forlorn. 
 
 4 The vision of that heavenly home, 
 
 Shall cheer the parting soul, 
 And o'er it, mounting to the skies, 
 A tide of rapture roll. 
 
 5 For there, adieus are sounds unknown. 
 
 Death frowns not on that scene. 
 But life and glorious beauty shine. 
 Untroubled and serene. 
 
 4/0 Forever tvith the Zord* 
 
 1 ' ' Forever with the Lord ! ' ' 
 
 Amen ! so let it be : 
 Life from the dead is in that word : 
 'Tis immortality. 
 
 2 Here, in the body pent. 
 
 Absent from him I roam ; 
 Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
 A day's march nearei;home: 
 
 Nearer home, 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
374 HEAVEN. 
 
 3 My Father's house on high, 
 
 Home of my soul ! how near, 
 At times, to faith's far-seeing eje^- 
 Thy golden gates appear ! 
 
 4 ' ' Forever with the Lord ! ' ' 
 
 Father, if 'tis thy will, 
 The promise of that faithful word. 
 E'en here to me fulfill: 
 
 Here fulfill: 
 E'en here to me fulfill. 
 
 5 So when my latest breath 
 
 Shall rend the vail in twain, 
 By death I shall escape from death, 
 And life eternal gain. 
 
 6 That resurrection word! 
 
 That shout of victory, 
 Once more — ^^ Forever with the LordP^ 
 Amen ! so let it be 1 
 
 Let it be ! 
 Amen ! so let it be ! 
 
 471 Meaven is tny Some, 6s & 4s • 
 
 1 I'm but a stranger here, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Earth is a desert drear. 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Danger and sorrow stand 
 Round me on every hand, 
 
HEAVEN. 375 
 
 Heaven is my fatherland, 
 Heaven is my home. 
 
 2 What though the tempest rage, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Short is my pilgrimage. 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 And time's wild wintry blast 
 Soon will be over-past, 
 I shall reach home at last, 
 
 Heaven is mj^ home. 
 
 3 Therefore I muiTQur not, 
 
 Heaven is my home ; 
 Whate'er 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. 
 
 1 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm 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. 
 
 2 There the sunbeams are ever shining, 
 
 I am longing, I am longing for the sight ; 
 I have been wandering forlorn and weary. 
 Within a country unknown and dreary. 
 
376 . HEAVEN. 
 
 3 Of that country to which I am going 
 My Redeemer, my Redeemer is the Hght ! 
 There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
 Nor any sin there, nor any djdng. 
 
 47 O Joyfully Onward, lOs* 
 
 1 Joyfully, joyfully onward I move, 
 Bound to the land of bright spirits aoove ; 
 Angelic choristers sing as I come, 
 
 '' Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home!" 
 Soon, with my pilgrimage ended below. 
 Home to the land of bright spirits I go ; 
 Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam, 
 Joyfully, jo>^ully resting at home. 
 
 2 Friends, fondly cherished, have passed on 
 
 before ; 
 Waiting, they watch me approaching the 
 
 shore; . 
 Singing to cheer me through death's chilling 
 
 gloom : 
 ''Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home!" 
 Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear; 
 Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear! 
 Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome, 
 " Jo3^ully, joj^ully haste to thy home!" 
 
 3 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, joj^ully will I go home. 
 
HEAVEN. 377 
 
 Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, 
 Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone ; 
 Joyfully then shall I witness his doom. 
 Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. 
 
 474 Death, the Victor, Vanquished* 10s, 
 
 1 Happy the spirit released from its clay ; 
 Happy the soul that goes bounding away; 
 Singing, as upward it hastes to the skies, 
 
 ' ' Victory ! victory ! homeward I rise. ' ^ 
 Many the toils it has passed through below, 
 Many the seasons of trial and woe ; 
 Many the doubtings it never should sing, 
 
 ' ' Victory ! victory ! ' ' thus on the wing. 
 
 2 Nor would we have recalled it from its home, 
 Longer in sorrowing exile to roam ; 
 
 Safely it passed from its troubles beneath, 
 "Victory! victory!" shouting in death : 
 And when its Lord shall descend from the 
 
 skies, 
 Calling its body from dust to arise. 
 How it shall soar upon triumphant wing, 
 ' ' Victory ! victory ! ' ' ever to sing ! 
 
 4/0 Heaven Dawning , 
 
 1 Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o' er thee, 
 And all the midnight shadows flee, 
 Tinged are the distant skies with glory, 
 A becacon light hung out for thee ; 
 32* 
 
378 DISMISSION. 
 
 Arise! arise! the light breaks o'er thee. 
 Thy name is graven on the throne, 
 
 Thy home is in the world of glory, 
 Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 
 
 2 Tossed on time's rude, relentless surges, 
 
 Calmly, composed, and dauntless, stand, 
 For, lo ! beyond those scenes emerges 
 
 The height that bounds the promised land. 
 Behold ! behold ! the land is nearing. 
 
 Where the wild sea-storm's rage is o'er; 
 Hark ! how the heavenly hosts are cheering ! 
 
 See in what throngs they range the shore 1 
 
 3 Cheer up! cheer up! the day breaks o'er thee. 
 
 Bright as the simimer' s noon- tide ray ; 
 The star-gemmed crowns and realms of glory 
 
 Invite thy happy soul away ; 
 Away ! away ! heaven is before thee. 
 
 Thy name is graven on the throne ; 
 Thy home is in that world of glory. 
 
 Where thy Redeemer reigns alone. 
 
 DISMISSION. 
 
 4:7 Dismission, 8s 7s & 4s , or 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing. 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace : 
 Let us all, thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace : 
 
DISMISSION". 379 
 
 oil ! refresli us, 
 Traveling through this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 
 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound; 
 Let 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 angels' wings to heaven, 
 Glad to leave this cumbrous clay. 
 
 May we ever 
 Reign with Christ in endless day. 
 
 4: / I Communion of Saints, 8s & 7s, 
 
 1 May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
 Eest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Let us thus abide in union 
 
 With each other and the Lord, 
 And possess, in sweet communion, 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
 478 God's benediction Sought, X« i!f» 
 
 1 Disivnss us with thy blessing. Lord! 
 Help us to feed upon thy wprd ; 
 
380 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 All that has been amiss forgive, 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good, 
 Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
 Give every burdened soul release, 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 479 X. 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. 
 
 480 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. 
 
 481 s. 31. 
 
 Ye angels round the throne ! 
 
 And saints that dwell below ! 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 
 And ble;ss the Spirit too. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 381 
 
 482 Ss & 7s. 
 
 Glory, honor, praise, and power 
 To the Lamb be ever paid ; 
 
 Let new blessings, every hour, 
 Rest on his adorM head. 
 
 483 Ss, 7s & 4s. 
 
 Great Jehovah ! we adore thee, 
 God, the Father, God, the Son, 
 
 God, the Spirit, joined in glory 
 On the same eternal throne ; 
 
 Endless praises 
 To Jehovah, Three in One. 
 
 484 
 
 7s, 
 
 Sing we to our God above, 
 Praise eternal as his love ; 
 Praise him all ye heavenly host ! 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 485 ^. ^. 
 
 To God, the Father's throne. 
 
 Your highest honors raise ; 
 Glory to God, the Son ; 
 
 To God, the Spirit praise : 
 
382 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 With all our powers, 
 Eternal King ! 
 Thy name we sing, 
 
 While faith adores. 
 
 486 7s & 6s. (Iambic.) 
 
 We'll praise thy name forever, 
 
 Thou glorious King of kings ! 
 Thy wondrous love and favor. 
 
 Each ransomed spirit sings : 
 We'll celebrate thy glory. 
 
 With all thy saints above, 
 And shout the joyful story 
 
 Of thy redeeming love. 
 
 487 7s&6s, (Trochaic.) 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One Grod whom we adore, 
 Join we with the heavenly host 
 
 To praise thee evermore : 
 Live, by heaven and earth adored. 
 
 Three in One, and One in Three, 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 , All glory be to thee ! 
 
INDEX OF TOPICS. 
 
 Kos. 
 I. Invocation and Praise 1 — 25 
 
 II. Scriptures 26—29 
 
 III. God 30—43 
 
 IV. Christ 44-127 
 
 1. Advent. 
 
 2. Sacrifice. 
 
 3. Resurrection and Ascension. 
 
 4. Enthronement. 
 
 5. Divinity. 
 
 6. Mediation. 
 
 7. Character. 
 
 8. Work. 
 
 9. Adoration, • 
 
 V. Holy Spirit 128—146 
 
 VI. Awakening 147 — 159 
 
 VII, Inviting .! 160—187 
 
 VIII. Penitential 188—204 
 
 IX. Conversion 205 — 227 
 
 X. Christian life 228 — 319 
 
 1. Joy. 
 
 2. Faith. 
 
 383 
 
384 INDEX OF TOPICS. 
 
 3. Hope. 
 
 4. Love. 
 
 6. Depression. 
 
 6. Encouragement. » 
 
 7. Walking with God. 
 
 8. Looking unto Jesus. 
 
 9. Longing for Home. 
 
 XL Prayer 320—331 
 
 XII. Revival 332—341 
 
 XIII. Spread OF THE Gospel 342 — 373 
 
 XIV. Ordinances 374—383 
 
 XV. Sabbath 384—395 
 
 XVI. Ministry 396—401 
 
 XVIL National 402—409 
 
 XVIIL Morning 410—415 
 
 XIX. Evening 416—425 
 
 XX. The Year 426—431 
 
 XXL Death 432—441 
 
 XXII. Judgment 442—447* 
 
 XxilL Heaven 448—475 
 
 XXIV. Dismission 476—478 
 
 XXV. Doxoi^GiES 479—487 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Note. — The figures in parentheses refer to Psalms and 
 Hymns in Church Psalmist ; the other figures to the numbers 
 of the Hymns in this book. 
 
 Ch, Ps. No. 
 
 a beautiful land by faith i see 453 
 
 A broken heart, my God, ray King ! (Ps. 51.) 202 
 
 According to thy gracious word (Sy. 486.) 382 
 
 A charge to keep I have (Hy. 403.) 239 
 
 Acquaint thee, sinner, acquaint thee! 149 
 
 A crown of glory bright 424 
 
 A few more years shall roll 307 
 
 Ah! how shall lallen man (.By. 253.) 153 
 
 Ah! this heart is void and chill 314 
 
 Ah ! whither should I go (By. 744.) 200 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed (By. 284.) 188 
 
 Alas! what hourly dangers rise (By. 381.) 260 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name (By. 186.) 114 
 
 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound (Bi/. 425.) 285 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross (By. 418.) 236 
 
 And can I yet delay (By. 748.) 208 
 
 And may I still get there 400 
 
 And will the Judge descend (By. 664.) 445 
 
 Another six days' work is done l^I/' 494.) 390 
 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat (By. 293.) 194 
 
 Arise, great Grod, and let thy grace (Ps. 79.) 358 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise (H^y. 752.) 213 
 
 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake (By. 555.) 346 
 
 Aroundthe Saviour's lofty throne (By. 127.) 73 
 
 Ascend thy throne, almighty King (^y- 558.) 351 
 
 Asleep in Jesus, blessed 'sle'ep (By. 818.) 432 
 
 As pants the hart for cooling streams (Ps. 42.) 296 
 
 As when the weary traveler gains (^!/- 821.) 462 
 
 Author of good, we rest on thee 263 
 
 Awake and sing the song (By. 179.) 115 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun (Ps. 5.) 411 
 
 Awake, my soul, in Joyful lays (By. 137.) 100 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve (i/y. 335.) 232 
 
 Awake our souls, away our fears (By. 334.) 234 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound (By. 298.) 209 
 
 33 385 
 
386 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Before Jehovah's AWFUL throne (Ps.lOO.) 16 
 
 Begone unbelief. 262 
 
 Behold, a stranger at the door (iZ]/. 271.) 176 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind (Hi/. 155.) 57 
 
 Behold the throne of grace {Hy. 442.) 322 
 
 Behold what wondrous grace (Hi/. 392.) 300 
 
 Behold where in a mortal form (/ij/. 134.) 96 
 
 Beneath our feet and o'er our head [Hi/. 646.) 440 
 
 Blest he the tie that binds (Hy. 344.) 299 
 
 Blest Comforter divine! (Hy. 210.) 135 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet! blow (Hy. 447.) 333 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons [Hy. 74.) 50 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death (ITy. 247.) 155 
 
 Cast THY BURDEN ON THE Lord (Ps. 55.) 281 
 
 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish (Hy. 619.) 438 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow 183 
 
 Children, hear the melting story --(Hy. 279.) 171 
 
 Children of the heavenly King .....(Hy. 336.) 23 
 
 Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee 475 
 
 Christ of all my hopes the ground (Hy. 190.) 91 
 
 Come, all ye saints of God (Hy. 185.) 3 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell (Hy. 101.) 1 
 
 Come, every pious heart (Hy. 104.) 70 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove ! (Hy. 211.) 130 
 
 Come, happy souls, approach your God (^y- 78.) 83 
 
 Come hither all ye weary souls (Hy. 2bS.) 162 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, calm mv mind (^y. 206.) 137 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit! Come...". (Hy. 199.) 21 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove! (Hy. 198.) 120 
 
 Come let us anew (^Hy. 601.) 426 
 
 Come join ye saints with heart and voice 99 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs Hy. 112.) 123 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above (Hy. 679.) 459 
 
 Come, let us join our songs of praise (Hy. 197.) 245 
 
 Come, my fond fluttering heart (Hy. 320.) 212 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare i^Hy. 433.) 327 
 
 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice Ill 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad (Ps. 95.) 7 
 
 Come, thou almighty King (Hy. 221.J 2 
 
 Come, thou desire of all thy saints -(^^- 107.) 18 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing (Hi/- 315.) 225 
 
 Come to Jesus, come to Jesus 187 
 
 Come, weary souls, with sin distressed (Hy. 2n6.) 163 
 
 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish (Hy. 290.) 186 
 
 Come, ye sinners, heavy laden (Hy. 272.) 168 
 
 Come, ye who love the Lord (Hy. 330.) 248 
 
 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness (Hy. 598.) 51 
 
 Dearest of all the names above (Hy. 85.) 79 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 387 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Dear Father to thy mercy-seat {Hy. 24.) 42 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul (i?/y. 35.) 43 
 
 Dear Saviour, we are thine {Hy. 102.) 85 
 
 Deep are the wounds which sin ha^ made {Hy. 151.) 112 
 
 Delay not, delay not, sinner — draw near {Hy. 235.) 148 
 
 Depth of mercy, can there be {Hy. 756) 197 
 
 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove {Hy. 207.) 131 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep {Hy. 292.) 201 
 
 Dismiss ns with thy blessing, Lord! {Hi/. 831.) 478 
 
 Do not I love thee, my Lord {Hy. 402.) 284 
 
 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song (^y. 590.) 417 
 
 Early MY God, WITHOUT DELAY {Ps. 63.) 14 
 
 Enthroned on high, Almighty Lord {Hy. 219.) 132 
 
 Eternal Spirit, we confess {Hy. 218.) 136 
 
 Eternal Sun of righteousness (-Hy. 792.) 257 
 
 Fade, fade each earthly joy 227 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss {Hy. 386.) 291 
 
 Fare thee well, thou lovely stranger 441 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world begone {Hy. 485) 379 
 
 Father, how wide thy glory shines {^y- 49.) 15 
 
 Father, I long, I faint to see {Hy. 694.) 457 
 
 Father of eternal grace ..(/^.'/. 412.) 241 
 
 Father of mercies, God of love {Hy. 283.) 198 
 
 Father of mercies in tliy word {Hy. 1.) 26 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss {Hy. 434.) 326 
 
 For a season called to part (//y. 346.) 302 
 
 Forever here my rest shall be {Hy. 719.) 89 
 
 Forever with the Lord •{Hy. 825.) 470 
 
 For the mercies of the day .' {Hy. 712.) 395 
 
 Frequent the day of God returns {Hy. 506.) 394 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies {Ps. 117.) 356 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows {Hy. 757.) 325 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains {Hy. 551.) 364 
 
 From the cross uplifted high {Hy. 738.) 180 
 
 From thee, my God ! my joys shall rise {Hy.Sbl.) 126 
 
 Gently, Lord, OH ! gently le.id us {Hy. SGb.) 310 
 
 Give me the wmgs of faith to rise {Hy. 693.) 458 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears {Hy. 801.) 277 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken i^Ps. 87.) 372 
 
 Glory to thee, my God, this night {Ps. 4.) 416 
 
 God bless our native land {Hy. 814.) 409 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way (i/j/. 53.) 37 
 
 God, in the gospel of his Son {Hy, 6.) 28 
 
 God is the refuge of his saints {Ps. 46.) 298 
 
 God ! my supporter and my hope {Ps. 73.) 38 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace {Ps. 67.; 407 
 
 God of my salvation, hear {Hy. 754.) 221 
 
388 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 "Oo preach my gospel," saith the Lord {Hy. 517.) 397 
 
 Grace, 'tis a charming sound [Hy. 323.) 249 
 
 Gracious Spirit! Love divine! .{Hy. 200.) 140 
 
 Great Father of each perfect gift {Hy. 216.) 133 
 
 Great God, attend while Zion sings {Ps. 84.) 17 
 
 Great God, how infinite art thou! {Hy. 13.) 30 
 
 Great God, indulge my humble claim {Ps. 63.) 270 
 
 Great God of nations, now to thee {Hy. 60.) 40i 
 
 Great God, the nations of the earth {Hy. 553.) 368 
 
 Great God, to thee my evening song {Hy. 585.) 419 
 
 Great God, we sing that mighty hand {Hy. 606.) 428 
 
 Great the joy when Christians meet {Sy. 227.) 22 
 
 Guide me, thou great Jehovah {Hy. 397.) 258 
 
 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ^y. 721.) 88 
 
 Hail, thou long expected Jesus {Hy. 63.) 45 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed {Ps. 72.) 357 
 
 Happy the spirit released from its clay 474 
 
 Hark, hark the notes of joy {Hy. 67.) 52 
 
 Hark^ my soul, it is the Lord {Hy. 401.) 280 
 
 Hark, ten thousand harps and voices {Hy. 116.) 68 
 
 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes {Hy. 64.) 47 
 
 Hark the herald angels sing {Hy. 66.) 53 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy {Hy. \b%S 66 
 
 Hark ! what mean those holy voices {Hy. 68.) 44 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time {Ps. 72.) 352 
 
 Haste, sinner to be wise {Hy. 234.) 158 
 
 Heart of stone, relent, relent IHy. 282.) 192 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims. ...(^y. 620.) 435 
 
 He lives, the great Redeemer, lives {Hi/. 81.) 64 
 
 High in the heavens eternal God ! {Ps. 36.) 32 
 
 High in yonder realms of light {Hy. 671.) 461 
 
 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness {Hy. 205.) 138 
 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine {Hy. 20S.) 139 
 
 How beauteous are their feet {Hy. 316.) 396 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies {Hy. 624.) 4^37 
 
 How charming is the place {Hy. 508.) 4 
 
 How condescending and how kind {Hy. 479.) 383 
 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord....(jH^. 369.) 267 
 
 How gentle God's commands {Hy. 762.) 266 
 
 How happy are they 228 
 
 How heavy is the night {Hy. 93.) 76 
 
 How helpless guilty nature lies {Hy. 215.) 129 
 
 How oft, alas! this wretched heart {Hy.291.) 203 
 
 How oft have sin and Satan strove {Hy. 395.) 269 
 
 How rich thy favors, God of grace 313 
 
 How sad our*^ state by nature is {Hy. 264.) 173 
 
 How sweet and awful is the place {Hy. 483.) 375 
 
 How sweet and heavenly is the sight {Hy. 342.) 301 
 
INDEX OF FIKST LINES. 389 
 
 Gh. Ps. No. 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds {Hy. 124.) 92 
 
 How vain is all beneath the skies {Hy. 685.) 456 
 
 I HEARD THE VOICE OF JESUS SAT {Hy. 729.) 110 
 
 I lay my sins on Jesus {Hy. 121.) 106 
 
 I'll praise my Maker with my breath {Ps. 146.) 10 
 
 I love thy kingdom, Lord {Ps. 137.) 371 
 
 I love to steal awhile away {Hy. 591.) 423 
 
 I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger 472 
 
 I'm but a stranger here {Hy. 824.) 471 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord {Hy. 419.) 237 
 
 I saw beyond the tomb {Ps. 88.) 444 
 
 I saw one hanging on a tree {Hy. 303.) 224 
 
 I send the joys of earth away {Hy- 305.) 217 
 
 I stand on Zion's mount 317 
 
 I was a traitor doomed to die {Hy. 92.; 101 
 
 I was a wandering sheep {Hy. 776.) 282 
 
 I would not live always : I ask not to stay {Hy. 695.) 448 
 
 In all my vast concerus with thee {Ps. 139.) 31 
 
 Indulgent Sovereign of the skies {Hy. 549.) 343 
 
 Infinite loveliness is thine {Hy. 142.) 81 
 
 In the Christian's home in glory 450 
 
 In thee, great God, with songs of praise {Ps. 21.) 402 
 
 In this calm, impressive hour -{Hy. 577.) 410 
 
 In thy name, Lord, assembling 393 
 
 Jerusalem! my happy home. {Hy. 681.) 468 
 
 Jesus, and shall it eVer be i {Hy. 143.) 113 
 
 Jesus, hail enthroned in glory {Hy. 191.) 71 
 
 Jesus, I love thy charming name {Hy. 84.) 93 
 
 Jesus, I my cross have taken {Hy. 300.) 211 
 
 Jesus, let thy pitying eye {Hy. 745.) 271 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul! {Hy. 128.) 90 
 
 Jesus, my all to heaven is gone {Hy. 193.) 102 
 
 Jesus, our best beloved Friend {Hy. 802.) 231 
 
 Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace {Hy. 350.) 369 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun {Ps. 72.) 355 
 
 Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend {Hy. 291.) 195 
 
 Jesus, thy church with longing ej-es {Hy. 557.) 366 
 
 Jesus, thy robe of righteousness {Hy. 109.) 94 
 
 Jesus, we bow before thy throne {Hy. 541.) 342 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well {Hy. 438.) 323 
 
 Join all the glorious names {Hy. 136.) 69 
 
 Joj'fully, joyfully, onward I move 473 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is come {Ps, 98.) 66 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea {Hy. 747.) 207 
 
 Kindred in Christ for his dear sake {Hy. 472.) 381 
 
 Know, my soul, thy full salvation {Hy. 322.) 226 
 
 Lamb of God, whose bleeding love {Hy. 366.) 222 
 
 33* 
 
390 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Let all the earth their voices raise {Ps. 96.) 11 
 
 Let everymortal ear attend i..(^y. 257.) 164 
 
 Life from the dead, almighty God 345 
 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord (Rt/. 241.) 150 
 
 Lift vour heads with faith; the morrow 363 
 
 Light of life ! seraphic fire! {Hy. 431.) 329 
 
 Like mist on the mouatain 185 
 
 Lo ! he comes in clouds descending (fi]/. 656.) 442 
 
 Long have I sat beneath the sound (Hy. oil.) 274 
 
 Look down, Lord, with pitying eye (Hy. 449.) 339 
 
 Look, ye saints, the day is breaking (Hy. 570.) 362 
 
 Lo! on a narrow neck of land (Hy. 240.) 156 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing (H'y. 832.) 476 
 
 Lord, lam thine, entirely thine {Hy. 469.) 377 
 
 Lord, I hear of showers of blessings 204 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear {Ps. 5.) 385 
 
 Lord of my life, oh! may thy praise ^ (Ps. 3.) 415 
 
 Lord of the harvest, bend thine ear {Hy. 816.) 399 
 
 Lord of the worlds above {Ps. 84.) 8 
 
 Lord thou hiist searched and seen me through. .(P*\ 139.) 33 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now -(Hy. 428.) 328 
 
 Lord, when we bend before thy throne (Hy. 437.) 321 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling (ffy- 175.) .117 
 
 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned (Hy. 145.) 120 
 
 May the grace of Christ our Saviour {Hy. 833.) 477 
 
 Mercy, thou Son of David (Hy. 750.) 205 
 
 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints 318 
 
 Mighty God, while angels bless thee (Hy. 117.) 75 
 
 Morning breaks upon the tomb (/Z"y. 173.) 60 
 
 31y country, "tis of thee 408 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by (Hy. 823.) 464 
 
 My dear Redeemei-^ and my Lord (Hy. 110.) 103 
 
 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so (Hy. 370.) 261 
 
 My faith looks up to thee (Hy. 147.) 105 
 
 My God, how endless is thy love (^Hy. 597.) 412 
 
 My God, my Father, blissful name (Ps. 31.) 254 
 
 My Go<l, my Father, while I stray (Hy. 766.) 311 
 
 My God, my life, my love! {Hy. 22.) 20 
 
 My heaveniv home is bright and fair 454 
 
 My Maker and my King! {Hy. 28.) 34 
 
 My Saviour, my almighty Friend ! (Ps. 71.) 25 
 
 My Shepherd will supply my need (Ps. 23.) 39 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard (Hy. 407.) 238 
 
 My soul! repeat his praise (Ps. 103.) 13 
 
 My soul ! triumphant in the Lord (Ps. 23.) 41 
 
 My spirit on tliy care (Hy. 790.) 265 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone (Hy. 723.) 125 
 
 Nature with open volume stands (Hy. 164.) 59 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 391 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee S05 
 
 Near me, my Saviour, stand {Hy. 794.) 272 
 
 No more, my God, I boast no more {Hy. 388.) 290 
 
 No room for mirth or trifling here {Hy. 740.) 157 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts {Hy. 138.) 84 
 
 Not all the outward forms of earth {Hy. 220.) 141 
 
 Nothina: either great or small...... 246 
 
 Not with our mortal eyes {Hy. 181.) 116 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme {Hy. 321.) 230 
 
 Now be the gospel banner {Hy. 526.) 367 
 
 Now^ from labor and from care {Hy. 589.) 421 
 
 Now I resolve with all my heart {Hy. 468.) 376 
 
 Now is the accepted time {Hy. 276.) 170 
 
 Now let our cheerful eyes survey {Hy. 187.) 78 
 
 Now the Saviour standeth pleading 181 
 
 Now to the Lord a noble song {Hy. 132.) 74 
 
 Now to the Lord, who makes us know {Hy. 115.) 65 
 
 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness {Hy. 565.) 348 
 
 O'er the realms of pagan darkness {Hy. 563.) 349 
 
 O God of sovereign grace {Hy. 547.) 353 
 
 Jesus! King most wonderful {Hy. 730.) 109 
 
 Lord, I would delight in thee {Hy. 789.) 250 
 
 Lord, my best desires fulfill .....{Hy. 409.) 275 
 
 Lord, our God, arise {Hy. 544.) 344 
 
 love divine, that stooped to share 331 
 
 Lord, thy work revive {Hy. 445.) 334 
 
 my soul, \vhat means this sadness {Hy. 353.) 259 
 
 sacred Head, now wounded {Hy. 726.) 273 
 
 Spirit of the living God {Hy. 562.) 350 
 
 Sun of Righteousness, arise {Hy. 444.) 332 
 
 thou that hearest prayer {Hy. 202.) 134 
 
 thou that hearest when sinners cry! {Ps. 51.) 191 
 
 thou who hearest the prayer of faith {Hy. 749.) 223 
 
 thou wliose mercy guides my way {Hy. 367.) 268 
 
 thou whose tender mercy hears {Hy. 281.) 189 
 
 where can the soul find relief from its fears 319 
 
 Zion, tune thy voice {Hy. 450.) 337 
 
 Oh! blessed souls are they {Ps. 32.) 220 
 
 Oh! bless the Lord, my soul {Ps. 103.) 12 
 
 Oh! cease, my wandering soul {Hy. 775.) 264 
 
 Oh! could I find from day to day {Hy. 779.) 293 
 
 Oh! could our thoughts and wishes fly {Hy. 332.) 292 
 
 Oh! could I speak the matchless worth {Hy. 86.) 98 
 
 Oh! for a closer walk with God {Hy. 400.) 2^3 
 
 Oh! for a heart to praise my God {Hy. 7S0.) 256 
 
 Oh! for a thousand tongues to sing {Hy. 82.) 19 
 
 Oh! for that tenderness of heart {Hy. 352.) 294 
 
 Oh! for the happy hour 335 
 
 OhI happy day that fixed my choice {Hy. 466.) 378 
 
392 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Oh! how cliyine, how sweet the joy {Hy. 316.) 216 
 
 Oh! sing to me of heaven 304 
 
 Oh! that I could forever dwell {Hy. 126.) 87 
 
 Oh! that in me the sacred fire {Hy. 735.) 146 
 
 Oh! that the Lord would guide my ways {Ps. 119.) 251 
 
 Oh! turn ye, oh! turn ye, for why will ye die 147 
 
 Oh! whatVmazing- words of grace {Hy. 267.) 165 
 
 Oh! when shall I see Jesus {Hy. 800.) 287 
 
 Oh! where shall rest be found {Hy. 672.) 449 
 
 Once I thought my mountain strong {Hy. 372.) 276 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day {Hy. 582.) 414 
 
 Once. Lord,'thy garden flom'ished {Hy. 759.) 341 
 
 One sweetly solemn thought 303 
 
 On the mountain's top appearing {Hy. 532.) 361 
 
 One there is above all others {Hy. 713.) 118 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand {Hy. 689.) 451 
 
 Our times are in thy hand 427 
 
 Palms of glory, r.^ment bright {Hy, 700.) 465 
 
 People of the lining God {Hy. 302.) 210 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair {Hy. 95.) 72 
 
 Pour out thy Spirit from on high {Hy. 519.) 398 
 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere desii-e {Hy. 432.) 320 
 
 Quiet, Lord ! MT froward heart {Ps. 130.) 240 
 
 Raise tour TRiu^iPHAyT songs {Hy. 144.) 77 
 
 Rejoice! the Lord is King! {Hy. 121.) 63 
 
 Rest from thy labor, rest {Hy. 521.) 400 
 
 Return and come to God {Hy. 737.) 167 
 
 Return, my roving heart, return {Hy. 374.) 252 
 
 Return, wanderer, now return {Hy. 273.) 177 
 
 Rise, gracious God, and shine {Hy. 524.) 365 
 
 Rise, iny soul, and stretch thy wings {Hy. 328.) 243 
 
 Rise, mv soul, pursue the path {Hy. 325.) 233 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me (^i/. 149.) 104 
 
 Safely through another week {Hy. 487.) 386 
 
 Salvation, oh ! the joyful sound {Hy. 307.) 244 
 
 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing {Ps. 91.) 420 
 
 Saviour, I follow on 306 
 
 Saviour, I thy word believe {Hy. 733.) 145 
 
 Sa-viour, like a shepherd lead us 308 
 
 Saviour! visit thy plantation {Hy. 451.) 340 
 
 Saw ye not the cloud arise {Hy. 815.) 338 
 
 Say, sinner! hath a voice within {Hy, 252.) 154 
 
 See from Zion's sacred mountain {Hy. 454.) 336 
 
 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand {Hy. 455.) 374 
 
 See the eternal Judge descending {Hy. 666.) 443 
 
 Servant of God, well done r. {Hy. 522.) 401 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 393 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine (Ps. 67.) 403 
 
 Show pity, Lord, Lord forgive (Ps. 51.) 190 
 
 Since all the varying scenes of time (Hy. 368.) 295 
 
 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord! (Hy. 309.) 219 
 
 Sinner, art thou still secure (Hy. 238.) 159 
 
 Sinners, the voice of God regard (Hy. 270.) 172 
 
 Sinners! turn; why will ye die (JT^. 269.) 174 
 
 Sinners, will you scorn the message (Hy. 275.) 169 
 
 Softly now the light of day (PTy. 586.) 422 
 
 Soon may the last glad song arise , 354 
 
 Sovereign of worlds! display thy power (Hy. 545.) 347 
 
 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all!... (Hy. 28'.) 196 
 
 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears (Hy. 337.) 235 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit! stay (Hy. 213.) 144 
 
 Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies (Hy. 161.) 55 
 
 Sure, the blest Comforter is nigh (Hy. 214.) 143 
 
 Swell the anthem, raise the song (Hy. 58.) 40$ 
 
 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of praj'er ! 330 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King (Ps. 92.) 388 
 
 Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh.. 315 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing (Hy. 304.) 215 
 
 Tarry with me, my Saviour 425 
 
 Tell us, wanderer, wildly roving (Hy. 262.) 182 
 
 That awful day will surely come...., (Hy. 658.) 446 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal name (Hy. 617.) 431 
 
 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord! (Ps. 19.) 29 
 
 The morning light is breaking (Hy. 817.) 359 
 
 The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know.(Pi\ 23.) 40 
 
 The Lord is risen indeed (Hy. 167.) 61 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns , (Hy. 11.) 9 
 
 The Lord my Shepherd is (Ps. 23.) 35 
 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear (Hy. 255.) 160 
 
 The Saviour, oh! what endless charms (Hy. 103.) 80 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood (Hy. 87.) 82 
 
 There is a land mine eye hath seen 467 
 
 There is a land of pure delight (Hy. 669.) 452 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest (Hy. 676.) 455 
 
 There is a place of sacred rest 469 
 
 There is no name so sweet on earth..... 122 
 
 The Spirit breathes upon the word (Ps. 119.) 27 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts (Hy. 736.) 166 
 
 The voice of free grace cries (Hy. 123.) 119 
 
 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord! we love (Hy. 495.) 389 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made (Ps. 118.) 391 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave (Hy. 636.) 439 
 
 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord 247 
 
 Thou art the way; to thee alone (Hy. 150.) 49 
 
 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our Mva.y..(Hy. 799.) 242 
 
 Though troubles assail 312 
 
394 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Ch. Ps. No. 
 
 Through all the changing scenes of life (Ps. 34.) 255 
 
 Thou lovely Source of true delight {ffy. 114.) 97 
 
 Thou only Sovereign of my heart (Hy. 129.) 95 
 
 Thou that dost my^life prolong (Hy. 579.) 413 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on {Hy. 594.) 418 
 
 Time is winging us away (Hy- 608.) 429 
 
 'Tis by the faith of joys to come (Hy. 384.) 288 
 
 To God the only wise (Hy. 91.) 5 
 
 To-morrow, Lord, is thine (J^^!/- 248.) 152 
 
 To our Redeemer's glorious name (i7j/. 146.) 124 
 
 To thee, my God, and Saviour (Hy. 131.) 107 
 
 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord 309 
 
 To whom, my Saviour, shall I go (Hy. 717.) 108 
 
 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night (Hy. 473.) 3^0 
 
 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite (Hy. 761.) 229 
 
 Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb (Hy. 618.) 433 
 
 Watchman, tell us of the night (Hy. 523.) 370 
 
 Weary of Meandering from my God (Hy. 285.) 199 
 
 Weary souls that wander wide 179 
 
 Weeping soul, no longer mourn 193 
 
 Welcome, delightful morn (Hy. 489.) 3^ 
 
 Welcome, Saviour, to my heart (Hy. 311.) 206 
 
 Welcome, sacred day of rest (Hy. 496.) 387 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest (Hy. 488.) 392 
 
 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer (Hy. 301.) 214 
 
 We sing the praise of him who died (Hy. 162.) 58 
 
 We've no abiding city here (Hy. 820.) 463 
 
 What are these in bright arrav (Hy. 697.) 460 
 
 What shall I render to my God (Ps. 116.) 24 
 
 What sinners value I resign (Ps. 17.) 286 
 
 When all thy mercies, my God! (Hy. 31.) 36 
 
 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be (Hy. 793.) 2.53 
 
 When I can read my title clear (Hy. 327.) 297 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross (Hy. 165.) 54 
 
 When marshaled on the nightly plain (Hy. 77.) 48 
 
 When shall the voice of singing (Hy. 559.) 360 
 
 When sins and fears prevailing rise (Hy. 125.) 86 
 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come.. ..(Hy. 665.) 447 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light (Ps. 88.) 151 
 
 While shepherds watched their flocks by night.(^. 72.) 46 
 
 While thee I seek, protecting power ^iHy. 427.) 324 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun .(Ps. 90.) 430 
 
 Who can describe the joys that rise (Hy. 317.) 218 
 
 Why do we mourn departing friends (Hy. 633.) 434 
 
 Whv, God, thy people spurn (Ps. 60.) 405 
 
 Whv should the children of a king (Hy. 212.) 142 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die (Hy. 632.) 436 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace .....{Hy. 79.) 121 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 395 
 
 With tearful eyes I look around 184 
 
 Work for the Master, work 279 
 
 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway {Hy. 184.) 67 
 
 Ye angels who stand round the throne {Hy. 139.) 127 
 
 Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm {Sy. 278.) 175 
 
 Ye servants of God \Ps. 93.) 6 
 
 Yes, for me, for me he careth 289 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose {Hy. 174.) 62 
 
 Ye valiant soldiers of the cross 316 
 
 Ye who in his courts are found {Hy. 268.) 178 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor {Sy. 266.) 161 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints {Hy. 363.) 278 
 
 ZiON STANDS WITH hills SURROUNDED {Ps. 125,) 373 
 
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