Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/collectionofhymnmeth A COLLECTION OF HYMNS, FOR THE USE OF THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, PRINCIPALLY FROM THE COLLECTION OF THE REV. JOHN"\YESLEY, A. M. Late Fellcno of Lincoln College, Oxford. REVISED AND CORRECTED. WITH A SUPPLEMENT. " I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live ; I will sing praise unto my God while I have my being." — Psa. civ, 33. " I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with tha understanding also." — 1 Cor. xiv, 15. NEW-YORK : PUBLISHED BY G. LANE & C. B. TIPPETT, For the Methodist Episcopal Church, at the Conference Office, 200 Mulberry-street. J. Collord, Printer Entered according to the act of Congress, In the year 1836, by B. Waugh and T. Mason, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Southern District of New- York. TO THE MEMBERS AND FRIENDS OF THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH; The Hymnbook heretofore in use among us has been thought by many to be defective, partly on account of the mutilated state of many of the hymns, and partly because of its being divided into two books. To remedy these inconve- niences, measures have been adopted to prepare a revised edition of our Hymnbook, such a one as should exclude the defects and retain the ex- cellences of the one heretofore published. This revised edition we now present to you. The greater part of the hymns contained in the former selection are retained in this, and several from Wesley's and Coke's collections, not before published in this country, are added. The principal improvements which have been made, consist in restoring those which had been altered, as is believed for the worse, to their original state, as they came from the poetical pen of the Wesleys ; for the following hymns were, except a few which have been taken from other authors, composed by the Rev. John and ft H . 4 1 ( lOV-' ! i //CnJ 4 Charles Wesley ; names that will ever be held dear and in high estimation by every lover of sacred poetry. The following hymns, arranged under their appropriate heads, were submitted to our General Conference, approved by that body, and ordered for publication. In presenting this revised Hymnbook to you for your use, we humbly trust that we are putting into your hands one of the choicest selections of evangelical hymns, suitable for private devotion, as well as for family, social, and public worship, by which you will be much aided in the perform- ance of these important parts of divine service. "We are the more delighted with this design, as no personal advantage is concerned, but the public good alone. For after the necessary ex- penses of publication are discharged, we shall make it a noble charity, by applying the profits arising therefrom to religious and charitable pur- No motive of a sinister nature has therefore influenced us in any degree to publish this excel- lent compilation. As the profits of the former editions have been scrupulously applied as above, so the same appropriation of the profits of the present shall be conscientiously observed. We must therefore earnestly entreat you, if you have any respect for the authority of the conference, or of us, or any regard for the prosperity of the 5 Cliurch of which you are members and friends, to purchase no Hymnbooks but what are pub- lished by our own agents, and signed with the names of your bishops. And as we intend to keep a constant supply, the complaint of our congregations, " that they cannot procure our Hymnbooks," will be stopped. We exhort you to sing with the spirit and with the understanding also : and thus may the high praises of God be sent up from east to west, -from north to south ; and we shall be happily in- strumental in leading the devotion of thousands, and shall rejoice to join you in time and eternity. We are, dear brethren, Your faithful pastors in Christ, JOSHUA SOULE, ELIJAH HEDDING, JAMES 0. ANDREW, BEVERLY WAUGH, THOMAS A. MORRIS, LEONIDAS L. HAMLINE, EDMUND S. JANES. NOTICE. In this improved edition of the Methodist Hymnbook, tbe tunes adapted to the hymns, as contained in the Methodist Harmonist, are named at the head of each hymn, together with the page of the Harmonist at which the tune may be found. The page of the Harmonist is signified by the letter " p." following the name of the tune. The hymns are numbered as heretofore, but the word hymn is left out. CAUTION. All persons desirous of possessing the true revised and improved official edition of the Methodist Hymnbook, with the Supplement, are advised to be careful to examine the imprint, and to purchase those only published by our General Book Agents, for the Methodist Epis- copal Church, or by the Agents at Cincinnati. A COLLECTION OF HYMNS. AWAKENING AND INVITING. 1 Majesty— p. 49.] C. M. FIRST PART. OFOR a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy name. 3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin, He sets the pris'ner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood avail'd for me. 5 He speaks — and, listening to his voice, New life the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; The humble poor believe. s AWAKENING 6 Hear him, ye deaf.; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, And leap, ye lame, for joy. SECOND PART. LOOK unto him, ye nations ; own Your God, ye fallen race ; Look, and be saved through faith alone, Be justified by grace. 2 See all your sins on Jesus laid : The Lamb of God was slain : His soul was once an offering made For every soul of man. 3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, And Christ shall give you light ; Cast all your sins into the deep : And wash the Ethiop white. 4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know, Shall feel your sins forgiven ; Anticipate your heaven below, And own that love is heaven. 2 Calvary— p. 237.] 8th P. M. 87, 87, 47 COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power ; He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify : True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings you nigh ; Without money Come to Jesus Christ and buy. AND INVITING. 3 Let not conscience make you linger ; Nor of fitness fondly dream : . All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall, If you tarry till you 're better, You will never come at all ; ■ Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish'd!" Sinners, will not this suffice 1 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture freely ; Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name : Hallelujah ! Sinners here may do the same. 3 Forest— -p. 76.] L. M. COME, sinners, to the gospel feast, Let every soul be Jesus' guest : Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind. 10 AWAKENING 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; The invitation is to all : Come, all the world ! come, sinner, thou ! All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd, Ye restless wand'rers after rest ; Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind^ In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 My message as from God receive ; Ye all may come to Christ and live : O let his love your hearts constrain, Nor suffer him to die in vain ! 5 His love is mighty to compel ; His conqu'ring love consent to feel : Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more, 6 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! His offer'd benefits embrace, And freely now be saved by grace ! 7 This is the time, no more delay ! This is the acceptable day ; Come in this moment at his call, And live for him who died for all. 4 Benevento—^. 222.] 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s SINNERS, turn, why will ye die ? God, your Maker, asks you why 1 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 "? AND INVITING. 1 1 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 1 God, your Saviour, asks you why ! God, who did your souls retrieve. Died himself that ye might live. Will you let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again 1 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 1 God, the Spirit, asks you why ! He who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love : Will ye not his grace receive 1 Will ye still refuse to live 1 Why, you long-sought sinners, why Will you grieve your God, and die '! 4 Dead already, dead within, Spiritually dead in sin : Dead to God, while here you breathe ; Pant you after second death 1 Will you still in sin remain, Greedy of eternal pain 1 O, ye dying sinners, why, Why will ye for ever die 1 5 Alfreton—y. 77.] L. M. FIRST PART. SINNERS, obey the gospel word ! Haste to the supper of my Lord ; Be wise to know your gracious day ; All things are ready, come away ! 2 Ready the Father is to own, And kiss his late-returning son ; Ready your loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 12 AWAKENING 3 Ready the Spirit of his love, Just now the stony to remove ; T' apply and witness with the blood, And wash and seal the sons of God. 4 Ready for you the angels wait, To triumph in your blest estate : Tuning their harps, they long to praise The wonders of redeeming grace. 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Are ready with their shining host : All heaven is ready to resound, " The dead 's alive ! the lost is found !" Wayland — p. 82.] second part. COME, then, ye sinners, to your Lord, In Christ to paradise restored : His proffer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gospel grace. 2 A pardon written with his blood, The favour and the peace of God ; The seeing eye, the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence. 3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, The meltings of a broken heart ; The tears that tell your sins forgiven ; The sighs that waft your souls to heaven. 4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, The unutterable tenderness ; The genuine, meek humility ; The wonder, " Why such love to me 1" 5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace, The sjght that veils the seraph's face ; The speechless awe that dares not move, And all die silent heaven of love. AND INVITING. 13 6 Portsmouth— p. 185.] 3d P.M. 4 6s & 2 8s. > LOW ye the trumpet, blow B 1 The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made : Ye weary spirits, rest, Ye mournful souls, be glad ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in his blood Throughout the world proclaim | The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 Ye who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of jubilee is Come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home 6 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace ; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face ; 14 AWAKENING The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 7 Confidence— p. 285.] 13th P.M. 10 10, 11 11: OALL that pass by, to Jesus draw near : He utters a cry, ye sinners, give ear ! From hell to retrieve you, he spreads out his hands ; Now, now to receive you, he graciously stands. 2 If any man thirst, and happy would be, The vilest and worst may come unto me ; May drink of my Spirit, excepted is none, Lay claim to my merit, and take for his own. 3 Whoever receives the life-giving word, In Jesus believes, his God and his Lord ; In him a pure river of life shall arise, feliall in the believer spring up to the skies. 4 My God and my Lord ! thy call I obey ; My soul on thy word of promise I stay : Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, Athirst for salvation, salvation by grace. 5 O hasten the hour, send down from above The Spirit of power, of health, and of love : Of filial fear, of knowledge and grace ; Of wisdom and prayer, of joy and of praise: 6 The Spirit of faith, of faith in thy blood, Which saves us from wrath, and brings us to God; Removes the huge mountain of indwelling sin, And opens a fountain that washes us clean. 8 Confidence-— p. 285.] 13th P. M. 1010,11 11. THY faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find, So true to thy word, so loving and kind ; A.ND INVITING. 15 Thy mercy so tender to all the lost race, The vilest offender may turn and find grace. 2 The mercy I feel, to others I show, I set to my seal that Jesus is true : Ye all may find favour, who come at his call, O come to my Saviour, his grace is for all. 3 To save what was lost, from heaven he came Come, sinners, and trust in Jesus's name ! He offers you pardon ; he bids you be free ; " If sin be your burden, O come unto me !" 4 O let me commend my Saviour to you ; The publican's Friend, and Advocate too : For you he is pleading his merits and death ; With God interceding for sinners beneath. 5 Then let us submit his grace to receive : Fall down at his feet, and gladly believe : We all are forgiven for Jesus's sake : Our title to heaven, his merits we take. 9 Bethany—?. 217.] 6th P. M. 6 lines 7s. 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 God. 2 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown ! By his pain he gives you ease, Life by his expiring groan ; Rise exalted by his fall, Find in Christ your all in all. 3 O believe the record true, God to you his Son hath given ; 16 AWAKENING Ye may now be happy too ; Find on earth the life of heaven : Live the life of heaven above, All the life of glorious love. 4 This the universal bliss, Bliss for every soul design'd ; God's original promise this, God's great gift to all mankind. Bless'd in Christ this moment be, Bless'd to all eternity ! 10 Howard— p. 1.] C. M. LOVERS of pleasure more than God, For you he suffer'd pain ; Swearers, for you he spilt his blood : And shall he bleed in vain 1 2 Misers, his life for you he paid, Your basest crimes he bore : Drunkards, your sins on him were laid, That you might sin no more. 3 The God of love, to earth he came, That you might come to heaven : Believe, believe in Jesus' name, And all your sin 's forgiven. 4 Believe in him who died for thee, And sure as he hath died, Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, And thou art justified. 11 Broomley — p. 95.] L. M. AWAKE, Jerusalem, awake, No longer in thy sins lie down : The garment of salvation take, Thy beauty and thy strength put on. AND INVITING. 17 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes ; Arise, and struggle into light, The great Deliverer calls, Arise ! 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, Sion, assert thy liberty ; Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free. 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, Be purged from every sinful stain, Be like your Lord, his word embrace, Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. 5 The Lord shall in your front appear, And lead the pompous triumph on ; His glory shall bring up the rear, And perfect what his grace begun. 12 Bishop— p. 73.] L. M. HO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; Mercy and free salvation buy, Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come I Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; " Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find my grace is free for all." 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise ; For you in healing streams it rolls ; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye lab'ring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have, and are, behind ; Frankly the gift of God receive ; Pardon arid peace in Jesus find. 2 18 AWAKENING 5 " Why seek ye that which is not brea4, Nor can your hungry souls sustain 1 On ashes, husks, and air ye feed ; Ye spend your little all in vain. 6 " In search of empty joys below, Ye toil with unavailing strife : Whither, ah ! whither would ye go? 1 have the words of endless life. 7 " Hearken to me with earnest care, And freely eat substantial food ; The sweetness of my mercy share ; And taste that I alone am good. 8 ' I bid you all my goodness prove^ My promises for all are free : Come, taste the manna of my love, And let your souls delight in me. 9 " Your willing ear and heart incline, My words believingly receive ; Quicken'd your souls by faith divine, An everlasting life shall live." 13 Parma— p. 25.} CM. LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind ; 3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. AND INVITING. 19 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. 6 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day : Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 14 Edgefield— p. 232.] 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s. FIRST PART. ET the beasts their breath resign, Strangers to the life divine ; Who their God can never know, Let their spirits downward go. Ye for higher ends were born ; Ye may all to God return : Dwell with him above the sky : Why will ye for ever die 1 2 Ye on whom he favours showers, Ye, possess'd of nobler powers ; Ye, of reason's powers possess'd ; Ye, with will and mem'ry bless'd ; Ye, with finer sense endued, Creatures capable of God : Noblest of his creatures, why, Why will ye for ever die 1 3 Ye, who own his record true ; Ye, his chosen people too ; Ye, who call the Saviour, Lord, Ye, who read his written word : L 1 20 AWAKENING Ye, who see the gospel light, Claim a crown in Jesus' right ; Why will ye, ye Christians, why Will the house of Israel die 1 Brown — p. 226.] second part. WHAT could your Redeemer do More than he hath done for you 1 To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood ? After all his flow of love, All his drawings from above, Why will ye your Lord deny 1 Why will ye resolve to die 1 2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners, turn : By his life your God hath sworn, He would have you turn and live, He would all the world receive ; If your death were his delight, Would he you to life invite 1 Would he ask, beseech, and cry, Why will ye resolve to die 1 3 Sinners, turn, while God is near : Dare not think him insincere : Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands. All day long he spreads his hands ; Cries, " Ye will not happy be ; No, ye will not come to me, — Me, who life to none deny ; Why will ye resolve to diel" 4 Can ye doubt if God is love ] If to all his bowels move 1 Will ye not his word receive ? Will ye not his oath believe 1 See, the suffering God appears ; Jesus weeps, believe his tears ! AND INVITING. 21 Mingled with his blood they cry, " Why will ye resolve to die V 15 Fremmington — p. 167.] 1st P. M 6 lines 8s SEE, sinners, in the gospel glass, The Friend and Saviour of mankind ! Not one of all th' apostate race But may in him salvation find ! His thoughts, and words, and actions prove, His life and death — that God is love. 2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears The sins of all the world away ! A servant's form he meekly wears, He sojourns in a house of clay ; His glory is no longer seen, But God with God is man with men. 3 See where the God incarnate stands, And calls his wand'ring creatures home : He all day long spreads out his hands ; Come, weary souls, to Jesus come ! Ye all may hide you in his breast ; Believe, and he will give you rest. 4 " Ah ! do not of my goodness doubt, My saving grace for all is free ; I will in no wise cast him out That comes a sinner unto me : I can to none myself deny ; Why, sinners, will ye perish, why ?" 1 6 Omnipotence — p. 168.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8a. SINNERS, believe the gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save ! Jesus is come, your common Lord ; Pardon ye all through him may have ; May now be saved whoever will : This man receiveth sinners still. 22 AWAKENING 2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure ! To whom did he his help deny 1 "Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by 1 3 Did not his word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead * Did he not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need 1 Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away 1 4 Nay, but his bowels yearn'd to see The people hungry, scatter'd, faint ; Nay, but he utter'd over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint ; Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood, That with his tears for thee hath flow'd. 17 Peckham—p. 119.] S. M. SINNERS, the call obey, The latest call of grace : The day is come, the vengeful day Of a devoted race : Devils and men combine To plague the faithless seed, And vials full of wrath divine Are bursting on your head. 2 Enter into the Rock, Ye trembling slaves of sin, The Rock of your salvation, struck, And cleft to take you in : To shelter the distressed He did the cross endure ; Enter into the clefts, and rest In Jesus' wounds secure. AND INVITING. 23 3 Jesus, to thee we fly From the devouring sword ; Our city of defence is nigh ; Our help is in the Lord. Or if the scourge o'erflow, And laugh at innocence, Thine everlasting arms, we know, Shall be our souls' defence. 4 We in thy word believe, And on thy promise stay ; Our life, which still to thee we give, Shall be to us a prey : Our life with thee we hide Above the furious blast, And shelter'd in thy wounds abide Till all the storms are past. 5 Believing against hope, We hang upon thy grace, Through every low'ring cloud look up, And wait for happy days : The days when all shall know Their sins in Christ forgiven, And walk awhile with God below, And then fly up to heaven. 18 Confidence— p.285.] 13th P.M. 1010, 11 11. YE thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear, And take, through his blood, a power to draw near ; His kind invitation, ye sinners, embrace, Accepting salvation, salvation by grace. 2 Sent down from above, who governs the skies, In vehement love, to sinners he cries, " Dr'nk into my Spirit, who happy would bo, And all things inherit, by coming to me." 24 AWAKENING 3 O Saviour of all, thy word we believe, And come at thy call, thy grace to receive ; - The blessing is given wherever thou art : The earnest of heaven is love in the heart. 4 To us at thy feet, the Comforter give : Who gasp to admit thy Spirit, and live ; The weakest believers acknowledge for thin@ ? And fill us with rivers of water divine ! 19 Magdalen— p. 84.] L. M. ' LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean ; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath The sf.eds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we 're defiled in every part. 3 Great God, create my heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true - T O make me wise betimes to see My danger and my remedy. 4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean ; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone ; Thy blood can make me white as snow ; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. AND INVITING. 25 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. 20 Arlington— -p. 3.] C. M. SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; He calls you by his sacred word From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, You live, devoid of peace ; A thousand stings within your breast Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Your way is dark, and leads to death : Why will you persevere 1 Can you in endless torments breathe, Shut up in black despair 1 4 Why will you in the naked ways Of sin and folly go 1 Tn pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal wo. 5 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his face. 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word. Renouncing every sin, Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, And learn his will divine. 21 Woodland— p. 13.] C. M. THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes Our inmost thoughts perceive, 26 AWAKENING Accept the evening sacrifice Which now to thee we give. 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, And think ourselves sincere : But show us, Lord, is every one Thy real worshipper 1 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, Nor feels his want of thee ; A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tree 1 4 Convince him now of unbelief, His desperate state explain : And fill his heart with sacred grief, And penitential pain. 5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise ; And bid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 6 Extort the cry, " What must be done To save a wretch like me 1 How shall a trembling sinner shun That endless misery 1 7 "I must this instant now begin Out of my sleep to wake, And turn to God, and every sin Continually forsake. 8 "I must for faith incessant cry, And wrestle, Lord, with thee ; I must be born again, or die To all eternity !" 22 Randall— p. 16.] C. M. COME, O thou all-victorious Lord, Thy power to us make known ; AND INVITING. 27 Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break these hearts of stone. 2 that we all might now begin Our foolishness to mourn ! And turn at once from every sin, And to the Saviour turn. 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, In this our gracious day ; Repentance unto life bestow, And take our sins away. 4 Convince us first of unbelief, And freely then release ; Fill every soul with sacred grief, And then with sacred peace. 5 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, And then enrich the poor ; The knowledge of our sickness give, The knowledge of our cure. 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, And then remove the load ; Trouble, and wash the troubled heart In the atoning blood. 7 Our desp'rate state, through sin, declare, And speak our sins forgiven : By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heaven. 23 Greenwal-k—p. 69.] C. M. TERRIBLE thought ! shall I alone, Who may be saved, shall I, Of all, alas ! whom I have known, Through sin for ever die 1 2 While all my old companions dear, With whom I once did live, 28 PENITENTIAL. Joyful at God's right hand appear, A blessing to receive. 3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band, Dragg'd to the judgment seat, Far on the left with horror stand, My fearful doom to meet 1 4 Ah ! no ; — I still may turn and live, For still his wrath delays ; He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 5 I will accept his offers now : From every sin depart ; Perform my oft-repeated vow, And render him my heart. 6 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given ; Sure, if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heaven. PENITENTIAL. 24 Kingswoodr-ip. 278.] 12th P.M. 76,76,78,76. LAMB of God, for sinners slain, To thee I humbly pray ; Heal me of my grief and pam, O take my sins away ! From this bondage, Lord, release : No longer let me be oppress'd : Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast ! 2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out, Who humbly comes to thee T PENITENTIAL. 29 No, my God, I cannot doubt Thy mercy is for me : Let me then obtain the grace, And be of paradise possess'd : Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast ! 3 Worldly good I do not want ; Be that to others given : Only for thy love I pant ; My all in earth or heaven ; This is the crown I fain would seize, The good wherewith I would be blest : Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast ! 4 This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath ; Join the happy few whose love Was mightier than death ! Let it not my Lord displease, That I would die to be thy guest ! Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast ! 25 Shoel— p. 91.] L. M. OTHOU, whom once they flock'd to hear , Thy words to hear, thy power to feel : Suffer the sinners to draw near, And graciously receive us still. 2 They that be whole, thyself hast said, No need of a physician have ; But I am sick, and want thine aid, And wait thine utmost power to save. 3 Thy power, and truth, and love divine, The same from age to age endure : A word, a gracious word of thine, The most invet'rate plague can cure. 30 PENITENTIAL. 4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies, And long hath languish'd at the pool, A word of thine shall make it rise, And speak me in a moment whole. 5 Eighteen or eight-and-thirty years, Or thousands, are alike to thee : Soon as thy loving grace appears, My plague is gone, my heart is free. 6 Make this the acceptable hour ! Come, O my soul's physician, thou ! Display thy sanctifying power, And show me thy salvation now. 26 Waverly—-p. 72.] L. M. MY sufferings all to thee are known, Tempted in every point like me J Regard my grief, regard thy own ; Jesus, remember Calvary ! 2 call to mind thy earnest prayers ! Thy agony and sweat of blood ! Thy strong and bitter cries and tears ! Thy mortal groan, " My God ! my God !" 3 For whom didst thou the cross endure 1 Who nail'd thy body to the tree \ Did not thy death my life procure 1 let thy bowels answer me ! 4 Art thou not touch'd with human wo 1 Hath pity left the Son of man 1 Dost thou not all my sorrows know, And claim a share in all my pain 1 5 Have I not heard, have I not known, That thou the everlasting Lord, Whom heaven and earth their Maker own, Art always faithful to thy word 1 PENITENTIAL. 3 L 6 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed, Or quench the smallest spark of grace, Til 1 through the soul thy power is spread, Thy all-victorious righteousness. 7 The day of small and feeble things I know thou never wilt despise ; 1 know, with healing in his wings, The Sun of righteousness shall rise. 8 With labour faint, thou wilt not fail, Or, wearied, give the sinner o'er, Till in this earth thy judgments dwell, And, born of God, I sin no more. 27 Devize*— -p. 14.] C. M. HOW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive souls Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there 's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word : Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust a faithful Lord. 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief ; I would believe thy promise, Lord, O help my unbelief. 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly ; Here let me wash my spotted soul From crimes of deepest die. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, Into thy arms I fall ; Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus and my all. 32 PENITENTIAL. 28 Quincy—y. 179.] 2d P. M. 6 lines 8s. FATHER of lights, from whom proceeds Whate'er thy every creature needs ; Whose goodness, providently nigh, Feeds the young ravens when they cry, To thee I look, my heart prepare ; Suggest and hearken to my prayer. 2 Since, by thy light, myself I see Naked, and poor, and void of thee : Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey, Preventing what my lips would say : Thou seest my wants, for help they call, And ere I speak thou know'st them all. 3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind ; Thou know'st how unsubdued my will, Averse to good and prone to ill ; Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check'd by fear, nor charm'd by love. 4 Fain would I know, as known by thee, And feel the indigence I see ; Fain would I all my vileness own, And deep beneath the burden groan ! Abhor the pride that lurks within, Detest and loathe myself and sin. 5 Ah, give me, Lord, myself to feel, My total misery reveal :. Ah, give me, Lord, (I still would say,) A heart to mourn, a heart to pray : My business this, my only care, My life, my every breath be prayer. 29 Golden EM— p. 120.] S. M. o THAT I could repent, O that I could believe ! PENITENTIAL. 33 Thou by thy voice the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave : Thou, by thy two-edged sword. My soul and spirit part ; Strike with the hammer of thy word, And breaK my stubborn heart. 2 Saviour and Prince of peace, The double grace bestow ; Unloose the bands of wickedness, And let the captive go : Grant me my sins to feel, And then the load remove : Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal, The balm of pard'ning love. 3 For thine own mercy's sake, The hind'rance now remove ; And into thy protection take The prisoner of thy love : In every trying hour — Stand by my feeble soul, And screen me from my nature's power, Till thou hast made me whole. 4 This is thy will, I know, That I should holy be ; Should let my sins this moment go, This moment turn to thee : O might I now embrace Thy all-sufficient pewer ; And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more. 30 Penitence— p. 280.] 12th P. M. 76,76,78,76. JESUS, let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep ; False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter weep. 3 34 PENITENTIAE-. Let me be by grace restored ; On me be all long-suffering shows Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above Repentance to impart, Give me, through thy dying love, The humble, contrite heart ; Give what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown : r Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 For thine own compassion's sake The gracious wonder show ; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow : If thy bowels now are stirr'd, If now I do myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon, me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 4 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die ! Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye : Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 5 Look, as when thine eye pursued The first apostate man ; Saw him welt'ring in his blood, And bade him rise again : Speak my paradise restored ; Redeem me by thy grace alone : Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my he rt of stone. PENITENTIAL. 35 Look as when thy languid eye Was closed that we might live ; " Father," (at the point to die My Saviour gasp'd,) " forgive." Surely with that dying word He turns, and looks, and cries, " 'Tis done !" O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break'st my heart of stone. 31 Euphrates— p.274.] 12th P. M. 76,76,78,76. LET the world their virtue boast, Their works of righteousness ; I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace ; Other title I disclaim ; This, only this, is all my plea, 1 the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 2 Happy they whose joys abound, Like Jordan's swelling stream : Who their heaven in Christ have found. And give the praise to him ; Meanest follower of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see ; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 3 I, like Gideon's fleece, am found, Unwater'd still and dry ; While the dew on all around Falls plenteous from the sky ; Yet my Lord I cannot blame, The Saviour's grace for 'all is free ; I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 4 Surely he will lift me up, For I of him have need ; 36 PENITENTIAL. I cannot give up my hope, Though I am cold and dead : To bring fire on earth he came ; that it now might kindled be ! I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 5 Jesus, thou for me hast died, And thou in me wilt live ; I shall feel thy death applied ; 1 shall thy life receive : Yet when melted in the flame Of love, this shall be all my plea, 1 the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 32 Virginia—?. 69.] C. M. WITH glorious clouds encompass'd round 1 Whom angels dimly see ; Will the unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me ] 2 Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart 1 Answer, thou Man of grief and love, And speak it to my heart. 3 In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design ; What meant the suffering Son of man, The streaming blood divine 1 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I might now perceive thee near, And my Redeemer know ? 5 Come, then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, PENITENTIAL. 37 The wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigured face. 6 Before my eyes of faith confess'd, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb ; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucified ! And then the pard'ning God I know, And feel the blood applied. 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, "Whom angels dimly see ; And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. 33 Brighton— y. 143.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. JESUS, if still the same thou art, If all thy promises are sure, Set up thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor : To me be all thy treasures given, The kingdom of an inward heaven. 2 Thou hast pronounced the mourner blest, And lo ! for thee I ever mourn ; I cannot, no, I will not rest, Till thou, my only rest, return ; Till thou the Prince of peace appear, And I receive the Comforter. 3 Where is the blessedness bestow'd On all that hunger after thee ] I hunger now, I thirst for God ; See the poor fainting sinner, see ; And satisfy with endless peace, And fill rae with thy righteousness. 38 PENITENTIAL. 4 Ah ! Lord, if thou art in that sigh, Then hear thyself within me pray ; Hear in my heart thy Spirit's cry, Mark what my lab'ring soul would say ; Answer the deep, unutter'd groan, And show that thou and I are one. 5 Shine on thy work, disperse the gloom ; Light in thy light I then shall see ; Say to my soul " Thy light is come, Glory divine is risen on thee ; Thy warfare 's past, thy mourning 's o'er ; Look up, for thou shalt weep no more." 6 Lord, I believe thy promise sure, And trust thou wilt not long delay ; Hungry, and sorrowful, and poor, Upon thy word myself I stay ; Into thy hands my all resign, And wait till all thou art is mine. 34 Wells— p. 91.] L. M. "TT7HEREWITH, O Lord, shall I draw near, V V And bow myself before thy face ? How in thy purer eyes appear ? What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord Most High? Will multiplied oblations please ? Thousands of rams his favour buy ? Or slaughter'd hecatombs appease ? 3 Can these avert the wrath of God? Can these wash out my guilty stain ? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, Alas ! they all must flow in vain : 4 Whoe'er to thee themselves approve, Must take the path thyself hast show'd : PENITENTIAL. 29 Justice pursue, and mercy love, And humbly walk by faith with God. 5 But though my life henceforth be thine, Present for past can ne'er atone : Though I to thee the whole resign, I only give thee back thine own. C What have I then wherein to trust ; I nothing have, I nothing am ; Excluded is my every boast ; My glory swallow'd up in shame. 7 Guilty I stand before thy face ; On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 'Tis just the sentence should take place, Tis just, — but O, thy Son hath died ! S Jesus, the Lamb of God, hath bled, He bore our sins upon the tree ; Beneath our curse he bow'd his head ; 'Tis finish'd ! he hath died for me ! 9 See where before the throne ho stands, And pours the all-prevailing prayer ! Points to his side, and lifts his hands, And shows that I am graven there ! 10 He ever lives for me to pray ; Ho prays that I with him may reign ; Amen, to what my Lord doth say ! Jesus, thou canst not pray in vain. 35 Hotham—^. 223.] 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s. JESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roil, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, my Saviour, hidei Till the storm of life is past ; 40 PENITENTIAL. Safe into the haven guide, 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 stay'd, All my help from thee I bring, Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; 1 am all unrighteousness ; False, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin : Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within : Thou of life the fountain art ; Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity ! 36 Peru— p. 199.] 4th P. M. 886, 886. OLOVE divine, how sweet thou art : When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee 1 I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. % Stronger his love than death or hell, Its riches are unsearchable ; PENITENTIAL. 41 The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see ; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, the breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God ; that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart ! For love I sigh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine ! Be mine this better part ! 4 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master's feet ! Be this my happy choice ; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 5 that I could, with favour'd John, Recline my weary head upon The dear Redeemer's breast : From care, and sin, and sorrow free, Give me, O Lord, to find in thee My everlasting rest ! 37 Sunbury—ip. 141.] S. M. AH ! whither should I go, Burden'd, and sick, and faint ! To whom should I my troubles show, And pour out my complaint '; My Saviour bids me come, Ah ! why do I delay 1 He calls the weary sinner home, And yet from him I stay ! 2 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part 1 Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart ! 42 PENITENTIAL. Some cursed thing unknown Must surely lurk within ; Some idol which I will not own, Some secret bosom sin. 3 Jesus, the hindrance show, Which I have fear'd to see -, And let me now consent to know What keeps me back from thee. Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying power display ; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. 4 I now believe in thee Compassion reigns alone ; According to my faith, to me O let it, Lord, be done ! In me is all the bar, Which thou wouldst fain remove ; Remove it, and I shall declare That God is only love. 38 Belhille—y. 144.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8 FATHER of Jesus Christ, the just, My Friend and Advocate with thee, Pity a soul that fain would trust In Him who lived and died for me : But only thou canst make him known, And in my heart reveal thy Son. 2 If drawn by thine alluring grace, My want of living faith I feel, Show me in Christ thy smiling face, What flesh and blood can ne'er revea Thy co-eternal Son display, And speak my darkness into da/, 3 The gift unspeakable impart : Command the light of faith to shine ; PENITENTIAL. 43 To shine in my dark, drooping heart, And fill me with the life divine : Now bid the new creation be ; O God, let there be faith in me ! 39 Atwood—Y>. 262.] 10th P. M. 8 lines 8s. COME, holy, celestial Dove, To visit a sorrowful breast ! My burden of guilt to remove, And bring me assurance in rest. Thou only hast power to relieve A sinner o'erwhelm'd with his load : The sense of acceptance to. give, And sprinkle his heart with thy blood. 2 With me if of old thou hast strove, And strangely withheld from my si% And tried by the lure of thy love My worthless affections to win ; The work of thy mercy revive ; — Thy uttermost mercy exert : And kindly continue to strive. And hold till I yield thee my heart. 3 Thy call if I ever have known, And sigh'd from myself to get free, And groan'd the unspeakable groan, And long'd to be happy in thee ; Fulfil the imperfect desire ; Thy peace to my conscience reveal ; The sense of thy favour inspire, And give me my pardon to feel ! 4 If when I had put thee to grief, And madly to folly return'd, Thy pity hath been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn'd ; Most pitiful Spirit of grace, Relieve me again, and restore ; 44 PENITENTIAL. My spirit in holiness raise, To fall and to suffer no more ! 5 If now I lament after God, And gasp for a drop of thy love ; If Jesus hath bought thee with blood, For me to receive from above ; Come, heavenly Comforter, come ! True witness of mercy divine, And make me thy permanent home, And seal me eternally thine ! 40 Windham—?. 115.] L. M. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done thee such despite ; Nor cast the sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart, And still shook off my guilty fears ; And vex'd and urged thee to depart, For many long rebellious years : 3 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 : 4 Yet O ! the chief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 5 This only wo I deprecate ; This only plague I pray remove ; Nor leave me in my lost estate ; Nor curse me with this want of love. 6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, Upraise me with thy gracious hand, And guide me into perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land T c PENITENTIAL. 45 41 Euphrates— p. 274.] 12th P.M. 76,76,78,76. ^0 the haven of thy breast, Son of man, I fly ! Be my refuge and my rest, For ! the storm is high ! Save me from the furious blast : A covert from this tempest be ! Hide me, Jesus, till o'erpast The storm of sin I see. 2 Welcome as the water-spring To a dry, barren place ; descend on me and bring Thy sweet refreshing grace ! O'er a parch'd and weary land, As a great rock extends its shade, Hide me, Saviour, with thy hand, And screen my naked head. 3 In the time of my distress Thou hast my succour been, In my utter helplessness, Restraining me from sin ; O how swiftly didst thou move To save me in the trying hour ! Still protect me with thy love, And shield me with thy power. 4 First and last in me perform The work thou hast begun : Be my shelter from the storm, My shadow from the sun ; Weary, parch'd with thirst, and faint, Till thou th' abiding Spirit breathe, Every moment, Lord, I want The merit of thy death. 5 Never shall I want it less, When thou the gift hast given, 46 PENITENTIAL. Fill'd me with thy righteousness, And seal'd the heir of heaven ; I shall hang upon my God, Till I thy perfect glory see ; Till the sprinkling of thy blood Shall speak me up to thee. 42 Rosetta—-p. 71.] C. M. OTHAT I could my Lord receive, Who did the world redeem ; Who gave his life that I might live A life conceal'd in him ! 2 that I could the blessing prove, My heart's extreme desire ! Live happy in my Saviour's love, And in his arms expire ! 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace, That, kept by mercy's power, I may from every evil cease, And never grieve thee more. 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be, E'en now my sins remove, And set my soul at liberty By thy victorious love. 5 In answer to ten thousand prayers, Thou pard'ning God, descend : Number me with salvation's heirs, My sins and troubles end. 6 Nothing I ask or want beside, Of all in earth or heaven : But let me feel thy blood applied, And live and die forgiven. 43 Hotham—y. 223.] 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s. DROOPING soul, shake off thy fears ; Fearful soul, be strong, be bold ; PENITENTIAL. 47 Tarry till thy Lord appears, Never, never quit thy hold ! Murmur not at his delay, Dare not set thy God a time : Calmly for his coming stay, Leave it, leave it all to him. 2 Fainting soul, be bold, be strong : Wait the coming of thy Lord, Though it seem to tarry long, True and faithful is his word ; On his word my soul I cast, (He cannot himself deny,) Surely it shall speak at last : It shall speak, and shall not lie, 3 Every one that seeks shall find ; Every one that asks shall have Christ, the Saviour of mankind, Willing, able all to save ; I shall his salvation see : I in faith on Jesus call ; I from sin shall be set free, Perfectly set free from all 4 Lord, my time is in thine hand, Weak and helpless as I am ; Surely thou canst make me stand ; I believe in Jesus' name ; Saviour in temptation thou, Thou hast saved me heretofore ; Thou from sin dost save me now : Thou shalt save me evermore. 44 Axbri&ge—y. 17.] C. M. WHY should the children of a King Go mourning all their days 1 Great Comforter, descend and bring The tokens of thy grace. 48 PENITENTIAL. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal the heirs of heaven 1 When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven 1 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 ; May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, Safely convey me home ! 45 Nichols— V . 28.] C. M. MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? Awake, my sluggish soul ! Nothing hath half thy work to do, Yet nothing 's half so dull. 2 Go to the ants ; for one poor grain See how they toil and strive ! Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, How negligent we live ! 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, And stars their courses move : We, for whose guard the angel bands Come flying from above : 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, And labour'd for our good : How careless to secure that crown He purchased with his blood ! 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, And never act our parts 1 Come, holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, And warm our frozen hearts. PENITENTIAL. 49 8 Give us with active warmth to move, With vig'rous souls to rise ; With hands of faith, and wings of love, To fly and take the prize. 46 Fountain— -p. 29.] C. M. GOD is in this and every place I But O ! how dark and void ; To me 'tis one great wilderness, This earth without my God. 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, Till he his light impart : Till he his glorious self reveals, The veil is on my heart. 3 O thou who seest and know'st my grief^ Thyself unseen, unknown ; Pity my helpless unbelief, And break my heart of stone. 4 Regard ine with a gracious eye, _ The long-sought blessing give ; And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face and live. 5 A darker soul did never yet Thy promised help implore : O that I now my Lord might meet, And never lose him more ! 6 Now, Jesus, now the Father's love Shed in my heart abroad ; The middle wall of sin remove, And let me into God. 47 Devotion— -p. 46.] C. M. THOU hidden God, for whom I groan, Till thou thyself declare : God, inaccessible, unknown, Regard a sinner's prayer ! 4 50 PENITENTIAL. A sinner welt'ring in his blood, Unpurged and unforgiven ; Far distant from the living God, As far as hell from heaven. 2 An unregenerate child of man, To, thee for faith I call ; Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raise me from my fall. The darkness which through thee I feel Thou only canst remove ; Thy own eternal power reveal, Thy everlasting love. 3 Thou hast in unbelief shut up, That grace may let me go ; In hope, believing against hope, I wait the truth to know. Thou wilt in me reveal thy name, Thou wilt thy light afford ; Bound and oppress'd, yet thine I am, The prisoner of the Lord. 4 I would not to thy foe submit ; I hate the tyrant's chain ; Send forth the prisoner from the pit, Nor let me cry in vain. Show me the blood that bought my peace, The covenant blood apply, And all my griefs at once shall cease, And all my sins shall die. 5 Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend, The mountain sin remove ; My unbelief and troubles end, If thou art truth and love. Speak, Jesus, speak into my heart, What thou for me hast done ! A ray of living faith impart, And God is all my own. PENITENTIAL. 51 48 Windham— p. 115.] L. M. THOU man of griefs, remember me, Who never canst thyself forget, Thy last mysterious agony, Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat ! 2 When wrestling in the strength of prayer Thy spirit sunk beneath its load ; Thy feeble flesh abhorr'd to bear The wrath of an almighty God. 3 Father, if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire ; Remove this load of guilty wo, Nor let me in my sins expire ! 4 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my wretched soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine Long as eternal ages roll. 5 To thee my last distress I bring ; The heighten'd fear of death I find ; The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind. 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endless banishment from thee ; O save, and give me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me. 49 Valentia—p. 104.] L. M. LORD Jesus, when, when shall it be, That I no more shall break with thee 1 When will this war of passions cease, And my free soul enjoy thy peace 1 2 Here I repent, and sin again ; Now I revive, and now am slain ; Slain with the same unhappy dart, Which 0, too often wounds my heart I 52 PENITENTIAL. 3 Saviour, when, when shall I be A garden seal'd to all but thee 1 No more exposed, no more undone ; But live and grow to thee alone 1 4 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course, And draw me on with thy sweet force ; Still make me walk, still make me tend, By thee, my way, to thee, my end ! 50 Surry— p. 106.] L. M. OGOD, to whom in flesh reveal'd The helpless all for succour came : The sick to be relieved and heal'd, And found salvation in thy name : 2 With publicans and harlots, I, In these thy Spirit's gospel days, To thee, the sinner's Friend, draw nigh, And humbly sue for saving grace. 3 Thou seest me helpless and distressed, Feeble, and faint, and blind, and poor ; Weary, I come to thee for rest, And, sick of sin, implore a cure. 4 My sin's incurable disease, Thou, Jesus, thou alone canst heal ; Inspire me with thy power and peace, And pardon on my conscience seal. 5 A touch, a word, a look from thee, Can turn my heart, and make it clean ; Purge the foul inbred leprosy, And save me from my bosom sin. 6 Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe Thou canst the saving grace impart ; Thou canst this instant now forgive, And stamp thine image on my heart. PENITENTIAL. 53 7 My heart, which now to thee I raise, I know thou canst this moment cleanse ; The deepest stains of sin efface, And drive the evil spirit hence. 8 Be it according to thy word ; Accomplish now thy work in me, And let my soul, to health restored, Devote its little all to thee ! 51 Brentford— p. 111.] L. M. JESUS, thy far-extended fame My drooping soul exults to hear ; Thy name, thy all-restoring name, Is music in a sinner's ear. 2 Sinners of old thou didst receive With comfortable words, and kind ; Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. —3 And art thou not the Saviour still, In every place and age the same 1 Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, Or lost the virtue of thy name 1 4 Faith in thy changeless name I have, The good, the kind physician, thou Art able now our souls to save, Art willing to restore them now. 5 Though eighteen hundred years are past Since thou didst in the flesh appear ; Thy tender mercies ever last, And still thy healing power is here. 6 Wouldst thou the body's health restore ; And not regard the sin-sick soul 1 The sin-sick soul thou lov'st much more, And surely thou wilt make it whole. 54 PENITENTIAL. 7 All my disease, my every sin, To thee, Jesus, I confess : In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, And perfect it in holiness. 8 That token of thine utmost good, Now, Saviour, now, on me bestow ; And purge my conscience with thy blood, And wash my nature white as snow. 52 Emory—?. 217.] 6th P. M. 6 lines 7s. SAVIOUR, Prince of Israel's race, ' Save me ! — from thy lofty throne Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone ! Stone to flesh, O God, convert ; Cast a look, and break my heart ! 2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All mine inmost sins reveal ; Sins against thy light and love, Let me see, and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again thy precious blood. 3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep, Make me restless to return ; Bid me look on thee and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn : Till I say, by grace restored, "Now, thou know'st, I love thee, Lord.' 7 4 Might I in thy sight appear, As the publican distress'd ; Stand, not daring to draw near ; Smite on my unworthy breast ; Groan the sinner's only plea, " God be merciful to me!" 5 O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale ; PENITENTIAL. 55 Show me the atoning blood When my strength and spirits fail ; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me. 53 Neiv-Haven—-p. 21.] C. M. OFOR that tenderness of heart, Which bows before the Lord ; Acknowledging how just thou art, ; And trembling at thy word ! O for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow ; That consciousness of guilt which fears The long-suspended blow ! 2 Saviour, to me in pity give The sensible distress ; The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And bid me die in peace : Wilt from the dreadful day remove, _ Before the evil come ; My spirit hide with saints above, My body in the tomb. 54 Guilford— p. 140.] S. M. OTHAT I could repent, With all my idols part ; And to thy gracious eye present An humble, contrite heart : 2 A heart with grief oppress'd For having grieved my God ; A troubled heart that cannot rest Till sprinkled with thy blood. 3 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire : With true sincerity of wo My aching breast inspire ; .56 PENITENTIAL, 4 With soft'ning pity look, And melt my hardness down : Strike with thy love's resistless stroke* And break this heart of stone ! 55 Sunhury — p. 141.] S. M, OTHAT I could revere My much-offended God ! O tha f t could but stand in fear Of ay afflicting rod ! If meroy cannot draw, Thoa by thy threat'ning move : And keep an abject soul in awe, That will not yield to love. 2 Show me the naked sword Impending o'er my head : O let n.e tremble at thy word, And to my ways take heed ! With sacred horror fly From every sinful snare : Nor ever in my Judge's eye My Judge's anger dare. 3 Thou great tremendous God, The conscious awe impart ; The grace be now on me bestow'd, The tender fleshly heart : For Jesus' sake alone, The stony heart remove : And melt at last, O melt me down, Into the mould of love. 56 Warwick — p. 47.] C. M. ENSLAVED to sense, to pleasure prone, Fond of created good : Father, our helplessness we own, And, trembling, taste our food. PENITENTIAL. 57 2 Trembling we taste ; for ah ! no more To thee the creatures lead : Changed, they exert a baneful power, And poison while they feed. 3 Cursed for the sake of wretched man, They now engross him whole ; With pleasing force on earth detain, And sensualize his soul. 4 Grov'ling on earth we still must lie, Till Christ the curse repeal : Till Christ, descending from on high, Infected nature heal. 5 Come, then, our heavenly Adam, come. Thy healing influence give ; Hallow our food, reverse our doom, And bid us eat and live. 6 The bondage of corruption break ; For this our spirits groan : Thy only will we fain would seek ; save us from our own ! 7 Turn the full stream of nature's tide ; Let all our actions tend To thee, their source ; thy love the guide, Thy glory be the end. 8 Earth then a scale to heaven shall be ; Sense shall point out the road ; The creatures all shall lead to thee, And all we taste be God. 57 Kingswood—^. 277.] 12th P. M. 76,76,78,76. WRETCHED, helpless, and distress'd, Ah ! whither shall I fly ! Ever gasping after rest, 1 cannot find it nigh : 58 PENITENTIAL. Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Fast bound in sin and misery, Friend of sinners, let me find My help, my all in thee ! 2 I am all unclean, unclean, Thy purity I want ; My whole heart is sick of sin, And my whole head is faint ; Full of putrefying sores, Of bruises, and of wounds, my som Looks to Jesus, help implores, And gasps to be made whole. 3 In the wilderness I stray, My foolish heart is blind ; Nothing do I know ; the way Of peace I cannot find : Jesus, Lord, restore my sight, And take, O take the veil away, Turn my darkness into light ; My midnight into day. 4 Naked of thine image, Lord, Forsaken, and alone ; Unrenew'd and unrestored, I have not thee put on : Over me thy mantle spread, Send down thy likeness from above ; Let thy goodness be display'd, And wrap me in thy love ! 5 Poor, alas ! thou know'st I am, And would be poorer still ; See my wretchedness and shame, And all my vileness feel. No good thing in me resides, My soul is all an aching void, Till thy Spirit here abides, And I am filled with God. KNITENTIAL. 59 6 Jesus, full of truth and grace, In thee is all I want : Be the wand'rer's resting-place, A cordial to the faint ; Make me rich, for I am poor : In thee may I my Eden find : To the dying, health restore, And eye-sight to the blind. 7 Clothe me with thy holiness, Thy meek humility ; Put on me thy glorious dress, Endue my soul with thee : Let thine image be restored, Thy name and nature let me pro^ s ; With thy fulness fill me, Lord, And perfect me in love. 58 Tremcmt—ip. 60.] C. M. FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, I humbly seek thy face ; Encouraged by the Saviour's word To ask thy pard'ning grace. 2 Ent'ring into my closet, I The busy world exclude ; In secret prayer for mercy cry, And groan to be renew'd. 3 Far from the paths of men, to thee I solemnly retire ; See thou, who dost in secret see, And grant my heart's desire. 4 Thy grace I languish to receive, The Spirit of love and power ; Blameless before thy face to live, To live and sin no more. 5 Fain would I all thy goodness feel, And know my sins forgiven I 60 PENITENTIAL. And do on earth thy perfect will, As angels do in heaven. 6 O Father, glorify thy Son, And grant what I require ; For Jesus' sake the gift send down, And answer me by fire. 7 Kindle the flame of love within, Which may to heaven ascend ; And now the work of grace begin, Which shall in glory end. 59 Tunbridge—Tp. 164.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. WHEN my relief will most display Thy glory in thy creature's good, Then, Jesus, take the veil away, Sprinkle me with th' atoning blood ; The power of living faith impart, And breathe thy love into my heart. 2 Jesus, the promised help supply ; Support the feeble, fainting mind ; Nor let me from thy presence fly, But seek till I acceptance find : But ask till I am saved from sin, And knock till mercy takes me in. 60 Gilman—ip. 170.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. JESUS, in whom the weary find Their late, but permanent repose ; Physician of the sin-sick mind, Relieve my wants, assuage my woes ; And let my soul on thee be cast, Till life's fierce tyranny be past. 2 Loosed from my God, and far removed, Long have I wander'd to and fro ; O'er earth in endless circles roved, Nor found whereon to rest below ; PENITENTIAL. 61 Back to my God at last I fly ; For O, the waters still are high. 3 Selfish pursuits, and nature's maze, The things of earth, for thee I leave ; Put forth thy hand, thy hand of grace ; Into the ark of love receive ; Take this poor fiutt'ring soul to rest, And lodge it, Saviour, in thy breast. 4 Fill with inviolable peace ; 'Stablish and keep my settled heart ; In thee may all my wanderings cease, From thee no more may I depart ; Thy utmost goodness call'd to prove, Loved with an everlasting love ! 61 Sherburne— p. 196.] 4th P. M. 886, 886 AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry, To thee, who wouldst not have me die, But know the truth and live : Open mine eyes to see thy face ; - "Work in my heart the saving grace, The life eternal give. 2 Shut up in unbelief I groan, And blindly serve a God unknown, Till thou the veil remove ; The gift unspeakable impart, And write thy name upon my heart, And manifest thy love. 3 I know the grace is only thine, The gift of faith is all divine ; But if on thee we call, Thou wilt the benefit bestow, And give us hearts to feel and know That thou hast died for all. 4 Thou bidst us knock and enter in, Come unto thee, and rest from sin, The blessing seek and find ; A p 62 PENITENTIAL. Thou bidst us ask thy grace, and have ; Thou canst, thou wouidst this moment save Both me and all mankind. 5 Be it according to thy word ; Now let me find my pard'ning Lord ; Let what I ask be given : The bar of unbelief remove, Open the door of faith and love, And take me into heaven ! 62 Aylesbury— p. 140.] S. M. ND wilt thou yet be found 1 And may I still draw near 1 Then listen to the plaintive sound Of a poor sinner's prayer. 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, If still the same thou art, To thee I look, to thee, my Lord ! Lift up a helpless heart. 3 Thou seest my troubled breast, The strugglings of my will, The foes that interrupt my rest, The agonies I feel. 4 The daily death I prove, Saviour, to thee is known ; 'Tis worse than death my God to love, And not my God alone. 5 O my offended Lord, Restore my inward peace : I know thou canst ; pronounce the word, And bid the tempest cease ! 6 I long to see thy face, Thy Spirit I implore, The living water of thy grace. That I may thirst no more. PENITENTIAL. 63 63 Canterbury New — p. 52.] C. ML FIRST PART. JESUS, if still thou art to-day, As yesterday, the same, Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name ! 2 If still thou goest about to do Thy needy creatures good, On me, that I thy praise may show, Be all thy wonders show'd. 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, Thy miracles repeat ; With pitying eyes behold me fall A leper at thy feet. 4 Loathsome, and vile, and self-abhorr'd, I sink beneath my sin ; But if thou wilt, a gracious word Of thine can make me clean. ~5 Thou seest me deaf to thy command, Open, O Lord, my ear ; Bid me stretch out my wither'd hand, And lift it up in prayer. 6 Silent, (alas ! thou know'st how long,) My voice I cannot raise ; But O ! when thou shalt loose my tongue, The dumb shajl sing thy praise. 7 Lame at the pool I still am found : Give, and my strength employ ; Light as a hart I then shall bound ; The lame shall leap for joy. 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee, And dark I am within : The Love of God I cannot see, The sinfulness of sin. 64 PENITENTIAL. 9 But thou, they say, art passing by ! O let me find thee near : Jesus, in mercy hear my cry, Thou son of David, hear ! 10 Behold me waiting in the way For thee, the heavenly light ; Command me to be brought, and say, " Sinner, receive thy sight !" Gainsborough — p. 7.] second part. WHILE dead in trespasses I lie, Thy quick'ning Spirit give ; Call me, thou Son of God, that I May hear thy voice and live. 2 While full of anguish and disease, My weak, distemper'd soul, Thy love compassionately sees, O let it make me whole ! 3 Cast out thy foes, and let them still To Jesus' name submit : Clothe with thy righteousness, and healj And place me at thy feet. 4 To Jesus' name, if all things now A trembling homage pay ; O let my stubborn spirit bow, My stiff-neck'd will obey ! 5 Impotent, dumb, and deaf, and blind, And sick, and poor, I am : But sure a remedy to find For all in Jesus' name. 6 I know in thee all fulness dwells, And all for wretched man : Fill every want my spirit feels,, And break off every chain. PENITENTIAL. 65 7 If thou impart thyself to me, No other good I need : If thou, the Son, shalt make mo free, I shall be free indeed. 8 I cannot rest, till in thy blood I full redemption have : But thou, through whom I come to God, Canst to the utmost save. 9 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, Thou wilt redeem my soul : Lord, I believe, and not in vain : My faith shall make me whole. 10 I too, with thee, shall walk in white, With all thy saints shall prove What is the length, and breadth, and height. And depth of perfect love. 64 Geneva— p. 65.] C. M. LET the redeem'd give thanks and praise To a forgiving God ! My feeble voice I cannot raise, Till wash'd in Jesus' blood. 2 Till at thy coming from above, My mountain sin depart, And fear gives place to filial love, And peace o'erflows my heart. 3 Prisoner of hope, I still attend Th' appearance of my Lord, These endless doubts and fears to end, And speak my soul restored : i Restored by reconciling grace ; With present pardon blest ; And fitted by true holiness For my eternal rest. 5 66 PENITENTIAL. 5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive The love and joy unknown, Now, Father, to thy servant give, And claim me for thine own. 6 My God, through Jesus pacified ; My God, thyself declare ; And draw me to his open side, And plunge the sinner there ! (35 Shoel—p. 91.] L. M. LORD, I despair myself to heal ; I see my sin, but cannot feel : 1 cannot till thy Spirit blow, And bid th' obedient waters flow. 2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give ; Thy gifts I only can receive ; Here, then, to thee I all resign, To draw, redeem, and seal— are thine. 3 With simple faith on thee I call ; My light, my life, my Lord, my all : I wait the moving of the pool ; 1 wait the word that speaks me whole; 4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure , Make my infected nature pure : Peace, righteousness, and joy impart^ And pour thyself into my heart ! 06 Armley — p. 114.] L. M. JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee : Weary of earth, myself, and sin ; Open thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; Fall'n till in me thine image shine, And lost I am till thou art mine. PENITENTIAL. 67 3 Awake, the woman's conquering seed, Awake, and bruise the serpent's head ! Tread down thy foes, with power control The beast and devil in my soul. 4 The mansion for thyself prepare, Dispose my heart by entering there ! 'Tis this alone can make me clean ; 'Tis this alone can cast out sin. 5 At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for thee : Here, then, to thee I all resign ; Thine is the work, and only thine. 6 What shall I say thy grace to move ] Lord, I am sin, — but thou art love : 1 give up every plea beside, " Lord, I am lost — but thou hast died." 67 Watchman— p. 118.] S, M. FIRST PART. WHEN shall thy love constrain, And force me to thy breast 1 When shall my soul return again To her eternal rest 1 2 Ah ! what avails my strife, My wandering to and fro 1 Thou hast the words of endless life : Ah ! whither should I go 1 3 Thy condescending grace To me did freely move ; It calls me still to seek thy face, And stoops to ask my love. 4 Lord, at thy feet I fall, I groan to be set free ; I fain would now obey the call, And give up all for thee. 68 PENITENTIAL. 5 To rescue me from wo, Thou didst with all things part; Didst lead a sufT'ring life below, To gain my worthless heart. 6 My worthless heart to gain, The God of all that breathe Was found in fashion as a man, And died a cursed death. SECOND PART. Little Marlborough — p. 141. AND Can I yet delay My little all to give 1 To tear my soul from earth away For Jesus to receive 1 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! I can hold out no more : I sink, by dying love compell'd, And own thee conqueror ! 3 Though late, I all forsake ; My friends, my all resign : Gracious Redeemer, take, O take. And seal me ever thine ! 4 Come, and possess me whole, Nor hence again remove ; Settle and fix my wav'ring soul With all thy weight of love. 5 My one desire be this, Thy only love to know ; To seek and taste no other bliss, No other good below. 6 My life, my portion thou, Thou all sufficient art ; My hope, my heavenly treasure, now Enter and keep my heart. PENITENTIAL. 69 68 Lanesborough — p. 5.] CM. FIRST PART. OTHAT thou wouldst the heavens rent, In majesty come down ; Stretch out thine arm omnipotent, And seize me for thine own ! 2 Descend, and let thy lightnings bum The stubble of thy foe ; My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn, And make the mountains flow ! 3 Thou my impetuous spirit guide, And curb my headstrong will ; Thou only canst drive back the tide, And bid the sun stand still. 4 What though I cannot break my chain, Or e'er throw off my load ; The things impossible to men Are possible to God. 5 Is there a thing too hard for thee, Almighty Lord of all ; Whose threat'ning looks dry up the sea, And make the mountains fall 1 6 Who, who shall in thy presence stand, And match Omnipotence 1 Ungrasp .the hold of thy right hand, Or pluck the sinner thence 1 7 Sworn to destroy, let earth assail ; Nearer to save thou art ; Stronger than all the powers of hell, And greater than my heart. 8 Lo ! to the hills I lift mine eye ; Thy promised aid I claim : Father of mercies, glorify Thy favourite Jesus' name. 70 • PENITENTIAL. 9 Salvation in that name is found, Balm of my grief and care ; A med'cine for my every wound, All, all I want is there. SECOND PART. New-Bedford— -p. 19. JESUS ! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord, The weary sinner's Friend ; Come to my help, pronounce the word, And bid my troubles end. 2 Deliv'rance to my soul proclaim, And life and liberty ; Shed forth the virtue of thy name, And Jesus prove to me ! 3 Faith to be heal'd thou know'st I have. For thou that faith hast given ; Thou canst, thou wilt the sinner save, And make me meet for heaven. 4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine ; Thou wilt victorious prove : For everlasting strength is thine, And everlasting love. 5 Thy powerful Spirit shall subdue Unconquerable sin ; Cleanse this foul heart, and make it new, And write thy law within. 6 Bound down with twice ten thousand ties, Yet let me hear thy call, My soul in confidence shall rise, Shall rise and break through all. 7 Speak, and the deaf shall hear thy voice, The blind his sight receive ; The dumb in songs of praise rejoice ; The heart of stone believe. PENITENTIAL. 71 8 The Ethiop then shall change his skin ; The dead shall feel thy power ; The loathsome leper shall be clean, And I shall sin no more. 69 Aithlone—v. 200.] 4th P. M. 886, 88f». FIRST PART. THEE, Jesus, thee, the sinner's Friend, I follow on to apprehend, Renew the glorious strife ; Divinely confident and bold, With faith's strong arm on thee lay hold. Thee, my eternal life. 2 Thy heart, I know, thy tender heart Doth in my sorrow feel its part, And at my tears relent ; My powerful sighs thou canst not bear, Nor stand the violence of my prayer, My prayer omnipotent. 3 Give me the grace, the love I claim ; Thy Spirit now demands thy name ! Thou know'st the Spirit's will ; He helps my soul's infirmity, And strongly intercedes for me With groans unspeakable. 4 Answer, O Lord, thy Spirit's groan ! O make to me thy nature known ; Thy hidden name impart ! (Thy name and nature are the same) Tell me thy nature, and thy name, And write it on my heart. Emma — p. 202.] second part. PRISONER of hope, to thee I turn, And, calmly confident, I mourn, And pray, and weep for thee : 72 PENITENTIAL. Tell me thy love, thy secret tell, Thy mystic name in me reveal, Reveal thyself in me ! 2 Descend, pass by me, and proclaim, O Lord of hosts, thy glorious name, " The Lord, the gracious Lord ; Long-suffering, merciful, and kind,. The God who always bears in mind His everlasting word. n 3 Plenteous he is in truth and grace ; He wills that all the fallen race Should turn, repent, and live ; His pardoning grace for all is free ; Transgression, sin, iniquity, He freely doth forgive. 4 Mercy he doth for thousands keep ; He goes and seeks the one lost sheep, And brings his wand'rer home : And every soul that sheep might be ; Come, then, my Lord, and gather me, My Jesus, quickly come. 5 Take me into thy people's rest, O come, and with my sole request, My one desire comply I Make me partaker of my hope, Then bid me get me quickly up, And on thy bosom die ! 70 Hedding—?. 203.] 4th P. M. 886, 886. STILL, Lord, I languish for thy grace ; Reveal the beauties of thy faco, The middle wall remove : Appear and banish my complaint ; Come and supply my only want. Fill all my soul with love ! PENITENTIAL. 73 2 ! conquer this rebellious will : Willing thou art and ready still, Thy help is always nigh : The stony from my heart remove, And give me, Lord, O give me love, Or at thy feet I die. 3 To thee I lift my mournful eye ; Why am I thus 1 O tell me why I cannot love my Godl The hind'rance must be all in me : It cannot in my Saviour be ; Witness that streaming blood ! 4 It cost thy blood my heart to win : To buy me from the power of sin, And make me love again : Come, then, my Lord, thy right assert, Take to thyself my ransom'd heart, Nor bleed nor die in vain. 71 Wells— p. 91.] L. M. GOD of my life, what just return Can sinful dust and ashes give ] 1 only live my sin to mourn ; To love my God I only live. 2 To thee, benign and saving power, I consecrate my lengthen'd days : While, mark'd with blessings, every hour Shall speak thy co-extended praise. 3 Be all my added life employ'd Thine image in my soul to see : Fill with thyself the mighty void ! Enlarge my heart to compass thee ! 4 give me, Saviour, give me more : Thy mercies to my soul reveal ! Alas ! I see their endless store ; But, 0, I cannot, cannot feel. 74: PENITENTIAL. 5 The blessing of thy love bestow, For this my cries shall never fail ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, I will not, till my suit prevail. 6 I'll weary thee with my complaint ; Here at thy feet for ever lie ; With longing, sick ; with groaning, faint ; give me love, or else I die. 7 Come then, my hope, my life, my Lord, And fix in me thy lasting home ! Be mindful of thy gracious word ! Thou, with thy promised Father, come. 8 Prepare, and then possess my heart ; O take me, seize me from above ! Thee may I love, for God thou art ; Thee may I feel, for God is love ! 72 Ward— V . 109.] L. M. FAIN would I go to thee, my God, Thy mercies and my wants to tell ; To feel my pardon seal'd in blood : Saviour, thy love I wait to feel. 2 Freed from the power of cancell'd sin, When shall my soul triumphant prove 1 Why breaks not out the fire within, In flames of joy, and praise, and love 1 3 Jesus, to thee my soul aspires ; Jesus, to thee I plight my vows : Keep me from earthly, base desires, My God, my Saviour, and my spouse. 4 Fountain of all-sufficient bliss, Thou art the good I seek below ; Fulness of joy in thee there is ; Without, 'tis misery all, and wo. PENITENTIAL. 75 73 Gainsborough — p. 7.] CM. [Y God, my God, to thee I cry ; w Thee only would I know ; Thy purifying blood apply, And wash me white as snow. 2 Touch me, and make the leper clean, Purge my iniquity : Unless thou wash my soul from sin, I have no part in thee. 3 But art thou not already mine \ Answer, if mine thou art ! Whisper within, thou love divine, And cheer my drooping heart. 4 Behold, for me the victim bleeds, His wounds are open wide ; For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, And speaks me justified. 74 Morrison— -p. 112.] L. M. MY soul before thee prostrate lies, To thee, her source, my spirit flies j My wants I mourn, my chains I see ; let thy presence set me free ! 2 Jesus, vouchsafe my heart and will With thy meek lowliness to fill ; No more her power let nature boast, But in thy will may mine be lost. 3 And well I know thy tender love ; Thou never canst unfaithful prove : And well I know thou stand'st by me, Pleased, from myself to set me free. 4 Still will I watch and labour still To banish every thought of ill ; Till thou, in thy good time appear, And save me from the fowler's snare. 76 ' PENITENTIAL. 5 Already springing hope I feel, God will destroy the power of hell ; God from the land of wars and pain, Leads me where peace and safety reign. 6 One only care my soul shall know, Father, all thy commands to do ; And feel, what endless age shall prove, That thou, my Lord, my God, art love. 75 Greenwalk—p. 69.] C. M. WHEN, rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, 1 view my Maker face to face, how shall I appear ! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My soul with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought : 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear ! 4 may my broken, contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early, with repentant tears, Eternal wo prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groar., To give those sorrows weight ! 6 For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to secure, Who knows thine only Son hath died To make that pardon sure. PENITENTIAL. 77 76 Kingsbridge—p. 117.] L. M. OFOR a glance of heavenly day, To take this stubborn heart away ; And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, tjais frozen heart of mine ! 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : Of feeling, all things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, O Lord, an adamant would melt : But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, (Amazing thought !) which devils fear ! Goodness and Wrath in vain combine To stir this stupid heart of mine. 5 But something yet can do the deed ; And that blest something much I need : Thy Spirit can from dross refine, And melt and change this heart of mine. 77 Liberty— -p. 146.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Wrestling Jacob. FIRST PART. COME, O thou traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ! My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee : With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am ; My sin and misery declare ; Thyself hast call'd me by my name, Look on thy hands and read it there % 78 PENITENTIAL. But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold ; Art thou the man that died for me 1 The secret of thy love unfold : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name 1 Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; To know it now resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long : I rise superior to my pain : When I am weak, then I am strong ! And when my all of strength shall fail, 1 shall with the God-man prevail. SECOND PART. YIELD to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak ; Be conquer'd by my instant prayer : Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, And tell me if thy name be Love. 2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! thou diedst for me ; I hear thy whisper in my heart ; The morning breaks, the shadows flee, Pure, universal love thou art : To me, to all, thy bowels move, Thy nature and thy name is Love. 3 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace Unspeakable I now receive ; PENITENTIAL. 79 Through faith I see thee face to face ; I see thee face to face and live ! In vain I have not wept and strove ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art ? Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend : Nor wilt thou with the night depart, But stay and love me to the end : Thy mercies never shall remove ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 5 The Sun of righteousness on me Hath rose, with healing in his wings ; Wither'd my nature's strength ; .from thee My soul its life and succour brings ; My help is all laid up above ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 6 Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end ; All helplessness, all weakness, I On thee alone for strength depend ; Nor have I power from thee to move ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 7 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome ; I leap for joy, pursue my way, And, as a bounding hart, fly home ; Through all eternity to prove Thy nature, and thy name is Love. 78 Broadmead — p. 150.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. OTHOU, whom fain my soul would love, Whom I would gladly die to know ; This veil of unbelief remove, And show me all thy goodness, show ; Jesus, thyself in me reveal, Tell me thy name, thy nature tell. 80 DESCRIBING 2 Hast thou been with me, Lord, so long, Yet thee, my Lord, have I not known ! I claim thee with a falt'ring tongue ; I pray thee in a feeble groan, Tell me, O tell me, who thou art ! And speak thy name into my heart. 3 If now thou talkest by the way With such an abject worm as me, The mystery of grace display ; Open mine eyes that I may see : That I may understand thy word, And now cry out, — " It is the Lord !" DESCRIBING FORMAL RELIGION. 79 Wilmington— -p. 12.] C. M. LONG have I seem'd to serve thee, Lord, With unavailing pain : Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy word, And heard it preach'd in vain. 2 Oft did I with th' assembly join, And near thy altar drew ; A form of godliness was mine, The power I never knew. 3 I rested in the outward law, Nor knew its deep design : The length and breadth I never saw, And height of love divine. 4 To please thee thus at length I see, Vainly I hoped and strove ; F°£ what are outward things to thee., Unless they spring from love 1 FORMAL RELIGION. 81 5 I see the perfect law requires Truth in the inward parts ; Our full consent, our whole desires, Our undivided hearts. 6 But I of means have made my boast, Of means an idol made : The spirit in the letter lost, The substance in the shade. 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? What can my weakness do 1 Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 'Tis thou must make it new. BO Oldford— V . 125.] S. M. FIRST PART. MY gracious, loving Lord, To thee what shall I say 1 Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray ! Ten thousand wants have I ; Alas ! I all things want ! But thou hast bid me always cry, And never, never faint. 2 Yet, Lord, well might I fear, Fear e'en to ask thy grace ; So oft have I, alas ! drawn near, And moek'd thee to thy face : With all pollutions stain'd, Thy hallow'd courts I trod ; Thy natne and temple I profaned, And dared to call thee God. 3 Nigh with my lips I drew ; My lips were all unclean : Thee with my heart I never knew $ My heart was full of sin : 8 82 DESCRIBING Far from the living Lord, As far as hell from heaven ; Thy purity I still abhorr'd, Nor look'd to be forgiven. 4 My nature I obey'd ; My own desires pursued : And still a den of thieves I mad© The hallow'd house of God. The worship he approves To him I would not pay ; My selfish ends, and creature loves, Had stole my heart away. 5 My sin and nakedness I studied to disguise ; Spoke to my soul a flattering peace, And put out my own eyes : In fig leaves I appear'd ; Nor with my form would part ; But still retain'd a conscience sear'd, A hard, deceitful heart. SECOND PART. A GODLY, formal saint, I long appear'd in sight ; By self and Satan taught to paint My tomb, my nature, white. The Pharisee within Still undisturb'd remain'd ; The strong man arm'd with guilt of sin, Safe in his palace reign'd. 2 But, O ! the jealous God In my behalf came down ; Jesus himself the stronger show'd. And claim'd me for his own. My spirit he alarm'd, And brought into distress ; FORMAL RELIGION. 83 He shook and bound the strong man arm'd In his self-righteousness. 3 Faded my virtuous show, My form without the power ; The sin-convincing Spirit blew, And blasted every flower : My mouth was stopp'd, and shame Cover'd my guilty face ; I fell on the atoning Lamb, And I was saved by grace. 81 Litchfield— -p. 11.] C. M. STILL, for thy loving kindness, Lord, I in thy temple wait : 1 look to find thee in thy word, Or at thy table meet. 2 Here, in thine own appointed ways, I wait to learn thy will : Silent I stand before thy face, And hear thee say, "Be still ! 3 " Be still ! and know that I am God !" 'Tis all I live to know ; To feel the virtue of thy blood, And spread its praise below ! 4 I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve ! The veil of outward things pass through, And gasp in thee to live. 5 I work ; and own the labour vain ; And this from works I cease : I strive ; and see my fruitless pain, Till God create my peace. 6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart, Must all my efforts prove ; 84 ON BACKSLIDING. They cannot change a sinful heart ; They cannot purchase love. 7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin, And then the strife give o'er ; To thee I then the whole resign, I trust in means no more. 8 I trust in Him who stands between The Father's w r rath and me : Jesus, thou great eternal mean, I look for all from thee ! ON BACKSLIDING. 82 Albany— p. 157.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. WEARY of wand'ring from my God, And now made willing to return, I hear and bow me to the rod ; For thee, not without hope, I mourn, 1 have an Advocate above, A Friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace, More full of grace than I of sin ; Yet once again I seek thy face, Open thine arms and take me in ! And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore ; ! for thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more : The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer* ON BACKSLIDING. 85 4 The stone to flesh again convert ; The veil of sin again remove : Sprinkle thy blood upon my heart, And melt it by thy dying love ! This rebel heart by love subdue, And make it soft, and make it new. 5 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears, And kindle my relentings now ; Fill my whole soul with filial fears ; To thy sweet yoke my spirit bow ; Bend by thy grace, O bend or break, The iron sinew in my neck. 6 Ah, give me, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at th' approach of sin : A godly fear of sin impart ; Implant and root 'it deep within, That I may dread thy gracious power, And never dare t' offend thee more. 83 Kingswood—p. 277.] 12th P. M. 76,76,78,76. JESUS, Friend of sinners, hear, Yet once again I pray ; From my debt of sin set clear, For I have naught to pay : Speak, speak the kind release, A poor backsliding soul restore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 2 For my selfishness and pride Thou hast withdrawn thy grace ; Left me long to wander wide, An outcast from thy face ; But I now my sins confess, And mercy, mercy, I implore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 86 ON BACKSLIDING. 3 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread A hardness o'er my heart ; But if thou thy Spirit shed, The stony shall depart : Shed thy love, thy tenderness, And let me feel thy soft'ning power, Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 4 From th' oppressive power of sin My struggling spirit free : Perfect righteousness bring in, Unspotted purity : Speak, and all this war shall cease, And sin shall give its raging o'er : Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 5 For this only thing I pray, And this will I require, Take the power of sin away, Fill me with chaste desire ; Perfect me in holiness ; Thine image to my soul restore, Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 84: Providence— p. 276.] 12thP.M. 76,76,78,76. SON of God, if thy free grace Again hath raised me up ; Call'd me still to seek thy face, And given me back my hope : Still thy timely help afford, And all thy loving kindness show ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 2 By me, my Saviour, stand, In sore temptation's hour ; ON BACKSLIDING. 87 Save me with thine outstretch'd hand And show forth all thy power ; O be mindful of thy word ! Thy all-sufficient grace bestow ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 3 Give me, Lord, a holy fear, And fix it in my heart ; , That I may from «vil near With timely care depart ; Sin be more than hell abhorr'd, Till thou destroy the tyrant foe ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 4 Never let me leave thy breast, From thee, my Saviour, stray ; Thou art my support and rest, My true and living way ; My exceeding great reward, In heaven above and earth below ; Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 5 Never let me go, till I, Upborne on wings of love, Gain the region of the sky, And take my seat above ; See thee by all heaven adored, And all thy glorious fulness know, Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord, And never let me go. 85 Euphrates— p. 274.] 12th P. M. 76,76,78,76 LORD, and is thine anger gone, And art thou pacified 1 After all that I have done, Dost thou no longer chide 1 88 ON BACKSLIDING. Let thy love my heart constrain, And all my restless passions sway * Keep me, lest I turn again Out of the narrow way. 2 If I have begun once more Thy sweet return to feel ; If even now I find thy power Present my soul to heal : Still and quiet may I lie, Nor struggle out of thine embrace : Never more resist or fly From thy pursuing grace. 3 To the cross, thine altar, bind Me with the cords of love ; Freedom never let me find From thee, my Lord, to move ; That I never, never more May with my much-loved Master part, To the posts of mercy's door O nail my willing heart ! 4 See my utter helplessness, And leave me not alone ; O preserve in perfect peace, And seal me for thine own. More and more thyself reveal, Thy presence let me always find, Comfort, and confirm, and heal My feeble, sin-sick mind. 5 As the apple of thine eye, Thy weakest servant keep ; Help me at thy feet to lie, And there for ever weep ; Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow, That I have any hope of heaven ; Much of love I ought to know, For I have much forgiven. Oft BACKSLIDING. SO 86 Forsythst.—?. 332.] 15th P. M. 11 9,11 9. FIRST PART. HOW happy are they Who their Saviour obey And have laid up their treasures above I Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love ! 2 That comfort was mine, When the favour divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb ; When my heart it believed, What a joy I received, What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 3 'Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know, The angels could do nothing more, Than fall at his feet, And the story repeat, And the lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song : that all his salvation might see ! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffer'd and died, To redeem such a rebel as me. 5 On the wings of his love, I was carried above All sin, and temptation, and pain ; I could not believe That I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. 6 I rode on the sky, Freely justified I, Nor did envy Elijah his seat : 90 ON BACKSLIDING. My soul mounted higher In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my feet. 7 O the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour possess'd, I was perfectly bless'd, As if fill'd with the fulness of God. SECOND PART. AH ! where am I now ! When was it, or how, That I fell from my heaven of grace 1 I am brought into thrall ; I am stripp'd of my all ; 1 am banish'd from Jesus's face ! 2 Hardly yet do I know How I let my Lord go, So insensibly starting aside ; When the tempter came in With his own subtle sin, And infected my spirit with pride. 3 But I felt it too soon, That my Saviour was gone, Swiftly vanishing out of my sigut ; My triumph and boast On a sudden were lost, And my day it was turn'd into night. 4 Only pride could destroy That innocent joy, And make my Redeemer depart ; But whate'er was the cause, I lament the sad loss, For the veil is come over my heart, ON BACKSLIDING. 91 5 Ah ! wretch that I am ! I can only exclaim, Like a devil tormented within ; My Saviour is gone, And has left me alone To the fury of Satan and sin. 6 Nothing now can relieve ; Without comfort I grieve ; I have lost all my peace and my power ; No access do I find To the Friend of mankind : I can ask for his mercy no more. 7 Tongue cannot declare The torment I bear, (While no end to my troubles I see,) Only Adam could tell On the day that he fell, And was turn'd out of Eden like me. 8 Driven out from my God, I wander abroad, Through a desert of sorrows I rove : How great is my pain That I cannot regain My Eden of Jesus's love ! 9 I never shall rise To my first paradise, Or come my Redeemer to see : But I feel a faint hope, That at last he will stoop, And his pity shall bring him to me. Carmel—^. 253.] 10th P. M. 8 lines 8s, HOW shall a lost sinner in pain Recover his forfeited peace 1 When brought into bondage again, What hope of a second release ; 92 ON BACKSLIDING. Will mercy itself be so kind To spare such a rebel as me 1 And O, can I possibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee 1 2 O Jesus, of thee I inquire, If still thou art able to save, The brand to pluck out of the fire, And ransom my soul from the grave ; The help of thy Spirit restore, And show me the life-giving blood : And pardon a sinner once more, And bring me again unto God. 3 O Jesus, in pity draw near, Come quickly to help a lost soul, To comfort a mourner appear, And make a poor Lazarus whole ; The balm of thy mercy apply, Thou seest the sore anguish I feel ; Save, Lord, or I perish, I die, O save, or I sink into hell ! 4 I sink, if thou longer delay Thy pardoning mercy to show : Come quickly, and kindly display The power of thy passion below ; By all thou hast done for my sake, One drop of thy blood I implore ; Now, now let it touch me, and make The sinner a sinner no more. 88 Rochester— p. 18.] C. M. OTHAT I were as heretofore ! When warm in my first love ; 1 only lived my God t' adore, And seek the things above ! 2 Upon my head his candle shone, And, lavish of his grace, ON BACKSLIDING. 93 With cords of love he drew me on, And half unveil'd his face. 3 Butter and honey did I eat, And, lifted up on high, I saw the clouds beneath my feet, And rode upon the sky. 4 Far, far above all earthly things Triumphantly I rode ; 1 soar'd to heaven on eagles' wings, And found and talk'd with God. 5 Where am I now ] from what a height Of happiness cast down ! The glory swallow 'd up in night, And faded is the crown. 6 God, thou art my home, my rest, For which I sigh in pain ! How shall I 'scape into thy breast, My Eden now regain 1 89 Chester— -p. 48.] C. M. OFOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord 1 Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word 1 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd, How sweet their mem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! 94 ON BACKSLIDING. 1 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. 90 Islington—?. 78.] L. M. SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free 1 May not a sinner trust in thee 1 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. 3 ! wash my soul from every sin ! And make my guilty conscience clean ! Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace ; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, ON BACKSLIDING. 95 Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. 91 Wells— p. 91.] L. M. AH ! Lord, with trembling I confess, A gracious soul may fall from grace ; The salt may lose its seasoning power, And never, never find it more ! 2 Lest that my fearful case should be, Each moment knit my soul to thee : And lead me to the mount above, Through the low vale of humble love. 92 Woolwich— p. 212.] 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. DEPTH of mercy ! can there be Mercy still reserved for me 1 Can my God his wrath forbear.] Me, the chief of sinners, spare 1 2 I have long withstood his grace , Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hearken to his calls : Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Kindled his relentings are, Me he now delights to spare ; Cries, " How shall I give thee up V 1 Lets the lifted thunder drop.* 4 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. 5 Jesus, answer from above, Is not all thy nature love ? Wilt thou not the wrong forget 1 Suffer me to kiss thy feet 1 96 ON BACKSLIDING. 6 Now incline me to repent ! Let me now my fall lament ! Now my foul revolt deplore ! Weep, believe, and sin no more. 93 Richmond— -p. 267.] 11th P. M. 76,76,77,76. I WILL hearken what the Lord Will say concerning me ; Hast thou not a gracious word For one who waits on thee 1 Speak it to my soul, that I May in thee have peace and power ; Never from my Saviour fly, And never grieve thee more. 2 How have I thy Spirit grieved, Since first with me he strove ! Obstinately disbelieved, And trampled on thy love ! I have sinn'd against the light ; I have broke from thy embrace ; No, I would not, when I might, Be freely saved by grace. 3 After all that I have done To drive thee from my heart, Still thou wilt not leave thine own, Thou wilt not yet depart ; Wilt not give the sinner o'er : Ready art thou now to save ; Bidst me come as heretofore, That I thy life may have. 4 O thou meek and gentle Lamb ! Fury is not in thee ; Thou continuest still the same, And still thy grace is free ; Still thine arms are open wide, Wretched sinners to receive : ON BACKSLIDING. 97 Thou hast once for sinners died That all may turn and live. 5 Lo ! I take thee at thy word, My foolishness I mourn ; Unto thee, my bleeding Lord, However late, I turn : Yes : I yield, I yield at last, Listen to thy speaking blood ; Me, with all my sins, I cast On my atoning God. 94 Acton— p. 88.] L. M. SAVIOUR, I now with shame confess My thirst for creature happiness ; By base desires I wrpng'd thy love, And forced thy mercy to remove. 2 Yet would I not regard thy stroke, But when thou didst thy grace revoke, And when thou didst thy face conceal, Thy absence I refused to feel. 3 I knew not that the Lord was gone ; In my own froward will went on ; I lived to the desires of mem And thou hast all my wand'rings seen. 4 Yet, O the riches of thy grace ! Thou who hast seen my evil ways, Wilt freely my backslidings heal, And pardon on my conscience seal. 5 For this I at thy footstool wait, Till thou my p 3ace again create : Fruit of thy gracious lips restore My peace, and bid me sin no more ! fj Far off, yet at thy feet I lie, (Till thou again thy blood apply \ 7 98 ON BACKSLIDING. Till thou repeat my sins forgiven,) As far from God as hell from heaven. 7 But, for thy truth and mercy's sakt^ My comfort thou wilt give me back ; And lead me on from grace to grace, In all the paths of righteousness : 8 Till throughly saved, my new-born soul, And perfectly by faith made whole, Shall bright in thy full image rise, To share thy glory in the skies. 95 Minorca— -p. 161.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. O'TIS enough, my God, my God ! Here let me give my wand'rings o'er ; No longer trample on thy blood, And grieve thy gentleness no more ; No more thy lingering anger move, Or sin against thy light and love. 2 O Lord, if mercy is with thee, Now let it all on me be shown ! On me, the chief of sinners, me Who humbly for thy mercy groan ; Me to thy Father's grace restore : Nor let me ever grieve thee more ! 3 Fountain of unexhausted love, Of infinite compassion, hear : My Saviour, and my Prince above, Once more in my behalf appear ; Repentance, faith, and pardon give : O let me turn again and live ! 96 Ophir—v. 218.] 6th P. M. 6 lines 7s. JESUS, I believe thee near, Now my guilty soul restore : Now my guilty, conscience clear : Give me back my peace and power. ON BACKSLIDING. 99 Stone to flesh again convert, Write forgiveness on my heart. 2 I believe thy pard'ning grace, As at the beginning free : Open are thy arms t' embrace, Me, the worst of rebels, me : In me all the hind'rance lies : CalPd, I still refuse to rise. 3 Now the gracious work begin ; Now for good some token give ; Give me now to feel my sin ; Give me now my sin to leave ; Bid me look on thee and mourn ; Bid me to thy arms return ! 4 Take this heart' of stone away : Melt me into gracious tears ; Grant me power to watch and pray, Till thy lovely face appears : Till thy favour I retrieve, Till by faith again I live. 97 Covington— -p. 62.] C. M. OWHY did I my Saviour leave, So soon unfaithful prove ! How could I thy good Spirit grieve, And sin against thy love ! 2 I forced thee first to disappear, I turn'd thy face aside ; Ah, Lord ! if thou hadst still been here, Thy servant had not died. 3 But O, how soon thy wrath is o'er, And pard'ning love takes place ! Assist me, Saviour, to adore The riches of thy grace. 100 ON BACKSLIDING. 4 could I lose myself in thee ; Thy depth of mercy prove ; Thou vast, unfathomable sea Of unexhausted love ! 5 My humbled soul, when thou art near In dust and ashes lies : How shall a sinful worm appear, Or meet thy purer eyes 1 6 I loathe myself when God I see, And into nothing fall ; Content if thou exalted be, And Christ be all in all. 98 Guilford— p. 140.] S. M. O JESUS! full of grace, To thee I make my moan ; Let me again behold thy face, Call home thy banish'd one. 2 Again my pardon seal, Again my soul restore, And freely my backslidings heal, And bid me sin no more. 3 Wilt thou not bid me rise ] Speak, and my soul shall live : Forgive, my gasping spirit cries, Abundantly forgive. 4 For thine own mercy's sake, Relieve my wretchedness ; And O, my pardon give me back, And give me back my peace ! 5 Again thy love reveal, Restore that inward heaven : O grant me once again to feel, Through faith, my sins forgiven ! ON BACKSLIDING. 101 6 Thy utmost mercy show, Say to my drooping soul, In peace and full assurance go, Thy faith hath made thee whole. C*9 Plymouth Dock— p. 148.] 1st P.M. 6 fes 8s OGOD, thy righteousness we own : Judgment is at thy house begun ! With humble awe thy rod we hear, And guilty in thy sight appear : We cannot in thy judgment stand ; But sink beneath thy mighty hand. 2 Our mouth as in the dust we lay, And still for mercy, mercy, pray : Unworthy to behold thy face ; Unfaithful stewards of thy grace ; Our sin and wickedness we own, And deeply for acceptance groan. 3 We have not, Lord, thy gifts improved, But basely from thy statutes roved ; And done thy loving Spirit despite, And sinn'd against the clearest light ; Brought back thy agonizing pain, And nail'd thee to the cross again. 4 Yet do not drive us from thy face> A stiff-neck'd and hard-hearted race ; But, ! in tender mercy break The iron sinew in our neck : The soft'ning power of love impart, And melt the marble of our heart. 1 00 NewKings-?. 278.] 12th P.M.76,76,78,76 FATHER, if thou must reprove, For all that I have done, Not in anger, but in love, » Chastise thine humbled son ! 102 ON BACKSLIDING. Use the rod, and not the sword : Correct with kind severity ; Bring me not to nothing, Lord, But bring me home to thee. 2 True and faithful as thou art, To all thy church and me, Give a new, believing heart, That knows and cleaves to thee. Freely our backslidings heal ; And by thy balmy blood restored, Grant that every soul may feel, Thou art our pard'ning Lord. 3 Might we now, with pure desire, Thine only love request : Now with willing heart entire, Return to Christ our rest ! When we our whole heart resign, O Jesus, to be fill'd with thee, Thou art ours, and we are thine, Through all eternity ! 101 Clarke— p. 149.] 1st P. M. 6 lines I GOD, if thou art love indeed ! Let it once more be proved in me, That I thy mercy's praise may spread, For every child of Adam free ; O, let me now the gift embrace ; O, let me now be saved by grace ! 2 If all long-suffering thou hast shown On me, that others may believe, Now make thy loving kindness known^ Now the all-conqu'ring Spirit give ; Spirit of victory and power, That I may never grieve thee more 3 Grant my importunate request : It is not my desire, but thine : o ON BACKSLIDING. 103 Since thou wouldst have the sinner blest, Now let me in thine image shine ; Nor ever from thy footsteps move, But more than conquer through thy love. 4 Be it according to thy will ! Set my imprison'd spirit free ; (The counsel of thy grace fulfil ;) s Into thy glorious liberty My spirit, soul, and flesh restore, And I shall never grieve thee more. 102 Zion— p. 155.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. YES, from this instant, now, I will To my offended Father cry ; My base ingratitude I feel, Vilest of all thy children, I ; Not worthy to be call'd thy son ; Yet will I thee, my Father, own. 2 Guide of my life hast thou not been, And rescued me from passion's power ; Ten thousand times preserved from sin ; Nor let the greedy grave devour : And wilt thou, now thy wrath retain, Nor ever love thy child again 1 3 Ah ! canst thou find it in thy heart To give me up, so long pursued 1 Ah ! canst thou finally depart, And leave thy creature in his blood 1 Leave me, — out of thy presence cast, To perish in my sins at last 1 4 If thou hast call'd me to return ; If weeping at thy feet I fall, The prodigal thou wilt not spurn, But pity and forgive me all ; In answer to my Friend above ; In honour of his bleeding love. 104 FRAYEH AND PRAYER AND INTERCESSION, 103 Kingshridge—p. 117.] L. M. SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye, The thousands of our Israel see ; To thee in their behalf we cry, Ourselves but newly found in thee. 2 See where o'er desert wastes they err, And neither food nor feeder have ; Nor fold nor place of refuge near ; For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Wild as the untaught Indian's brood, The Christian savages remain ; Strangers, yea, enemies to God, They make thee spill thy blood in vain. 4 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught ; Nor know they their Redeemer nigh : They perish whom thyself hast bought ; Their souls for lack of knowledge die. - 5 The pit its mouth hath open'd wide, To swallow up its careless prey : "Why should they die, when thou hast died ; Hast died to bear their sins aw T ay 1 6 Why should the foe thy purchase seize 1 Remember, Lord, thy dying groans : The meed of all thy sufferings these ; O claim them for thy ransom'd ones. 7 Extend to these thy pard'ning grace : To these be thy salvation show'd : O add them to thy chosen race ! O sprinkle all their hearts with blood ! INTERCESSION. 105 8 Still let the publicans draw near : Open the door of faith and heaven ; And grant their hearts thy word to hear, And witness all their sins forgiven. 104 Hebron— p. 111.] L. M. JESUS, my Advocate above, My Friend before the throne of love, If now for me prevails thy prayer, If now I find thee pleading there, If thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray , Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to thine. 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill^ And groan my nature's- weight to feel ! To feel the clouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul : The darkness of my carnal mind, My will perverse, my passions blind, Scatter'd o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from God. 3 Jesus, my heart's desire obtain ; My earnest suit present and gain : My fulness of corruption show, The knowledge of myself bestow ; A deeper displacence at sin ; A sharper sense of guilt within ; A stronger struggling to get free ; A keener appetite for thee. 4 O sovereign love, to thee I cry ! Give me thyself, or else I die ! Save me from death ; from hell set free ! Death, hell, are but the want of thee. Quicken'd by thy imparted flame ; Saved, when possess'd of thee I am : S 1 106 PRAYER AND My life, my only heaven thou art ; O might I feel thee in my heart ! 105 Pelham—ip. 128.] S. M. < PIRIT of faith, come down, Reveal the things of God ; And make to us the Godhead known, And witness with the blood : 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us eyes to see ; Who did for every sinner die, Hath surely died for me. 2 No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord ; Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word : Then, only then we feel Our int'rest in his blood ; And cry with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God !" 3 O that the world might know The all-atoning Lamb i Spirit of faith, descend ar*. 57.] C. M. OSUN of righteousness, arise With healing in thy wing ; To my diseased, my fainting soul, Life and salvation bring. 2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, By thine all-piercing beam ; Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart With holy hope inflame. 3 My mind, by thy all-quick'ning power, From low desires set free ; Unite my scatter'd thoughts, and fix My love entire on thee. 4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ; Saviour, thy purchase own ; INTERCESSION. 119 Blest Comforter, with peace and joy, Thy new-made creature crown. 5 Eternal, undivided Lord, Co-equal One in Three, On thee all faith, all hope be placed, All love be paid to thee. 121 Ephesus—y. 213.] 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. SON of God, thy blessing grant, Still supply our every want ! Tree of life, thy influence shed ! With thy sap my spirit feed. 2 Tenderest branch, alas ! am I, Wither without thee and die ; Weak as helpless infancy ; O confirm my soul in thee ! 3 Unsustain'd by thee I fall ; Send the help for which I call : Weaker than a bruised reed, Help I every moment need. 4 All my hopes on thee depend ; Love me, save me to the end ; Give me the continuing grace, Take the everlasting praise. 1 22 Boston— p. 213.] 5th P. M. 4 lines 7s. LORD, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow ; O ! do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain 1 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; In compassion now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing thy praise. l£\j prayer and 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 moura 9 Let the time of joy return ; Those that are cast down lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope. 6 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a gracious God, and kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee. 123 Newry— p. 88.] L. M. JESUS, from whom all blessings flow. Great builder of thy church below ; If now thy spirit move my breast, Hear, and fulfil thine own request. 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word, And thee their utmost Saviour own, — Unite and perfect them in one. 3 O let them all thy mind express, Stand forth thy chosen witnesses ; Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below. 4 In them let all mankind behold How Christians lived in days of old ; Mighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach — and love. INTERCESSION. 121 5 Call them into thy wondrous light, Worthy to walk with thee in white ! Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show Thy glorious, spotless church below. 6 From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeem'd from all iniquity, The fellowship of saints make known, And O, my God, may I be one ! 7 might my lot be cast with these ; The least of Jesus' witnesses ; that my Lord would count me meet To wash his dear disciples' feet ! 8 This only thing do I require : Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire, Freely what I receive to give, , The servant of thy church to live. 9 After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon thy saints below ; Enjoy the grace to angels given, And serve the royal heirs of heaven, 10 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, And ask according to thy will, Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, And speak the answer to my heart. 11 Tell me, or thou shalt never go, " Thy prayer is heard ; it shall be so :" The word hath pass'd thy lips, and I Shall with thy people live and die. 124 Magdalen— -p. 84.] L. M. MY hope, my all, my Saviour thou, To thee, lo, now my soul I bow ; 1 feel the bliss thy wounds impart, I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 122 PRAYER AND 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way, Protect me through my life's short day : In all my acts may wisdom guide, And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; As I have need, my Saviour be : And if I would from thee depart, Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, Save me from sin and Satan's power ; Tear every idol from thy throne, And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 5 My surT'ring time shall soon be o'er, Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; My ransom'd soul shall soar away, To sing thy praise in endless day. 125 Gratitude— -p. 30.] C. M. JESUS, the all-re'storing Word, My fallen spirit's hope, After thy lovely likeness, Lord, Ah ! when shall I wake up ! 2 Thou, O my God, thou only art The Life, the Truth, the Way ; Quicken my soul, instruct my heart, My sinking footsteps stay. 3 Of all thou hast in earth below, In heaven above, to give, Give me thy only love to know, In thee to walk and live. 4 Fill me with all the life of love ; In mystic union join Me to thyself, and let me prove The fellowship divine. INTERCESSION. 123 5 Open the intercourse between My longing soul and thee, Never to be broke off again To all eternity. 126 Brookfield— p. 115.] L. M. WHEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be That I shall find my all in thee 1 The fulness of thy promise prove, The seal of thine eternal love 1 2 A poor blind child I wander here, If haply I may feel thee near : dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say, Amidst the blaze of gospel day. 3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, And cast the world and flesh behind : Thou, only thou, to me be given, Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 4 When from the arm of flesh set free, Jesus, my soul shall fly to thee : Jesus, when I have lost my all, 1 shall upon thy bosom fall. 127 Windham— -p. 115.] L. M. WHOM man forsakes thou wilt not leave, Ready the outcasts to receive : Though all my simpleness I own, And all my faults to thee are known. 2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt 1 Thou wilt in nowise cast me out, A helpless soul that comes to thee, With only sin and misery. 3 Lord, I am sick, my sickness cure : I want, do thou enrich the poor : Under thy mighty hand I stoop ; O lift the abject sinner up ! 124 PRAYER AM) 4 Lord, I am blind, be thou my sight : Lord, I am weak, be thou my might : A helper of the helpless be, And let me find my all in thee ! 128 Newton— -p. 59.] C. M. JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, Display thy saving power : Thy mercy let these outcasts find, And know their gracious hour. 2 Ah ! give them, Lord, a longer space, Nor suddenly consume : But let them take the proffer'd grace, And flee the wrath to come. 3 O wouldst thou cast a pitying look, All goodness as thou art, Like that which faithless Peter's broke, On each obdurate heart ! 4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, And crucified afresh, Touch with thine all-victorious blood, And turn the stone to flesh. 5 Open their eyes thy cross to see, Their ears to hear thy cries : Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies. 6 All the day long he meekly stands, His rebels to receive, And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. 7 Turn, and your sins of deepest die He will with blood efface : E'en now he waits the blood t' apply ; Be saved, be saved by grace ! INTERCESSION. 125 8 Be saved from hell, from sin, and fear : He speaks you now forgiven ; Walk with your God, be perfect here, And then come up to heaven. 129 Brainerd—v. 61.] C. M. COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quick'ning powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys ; Our souls how heavily they go, To reach eternal joys ! 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Father, and shall we ever live, " At this poor dying rate 1 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great 1 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quick'ning powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 130 Mount Pleasant— p. 4.] C. M. LL glory to the dying Lamb, And never-ceasing praise ; While angels live to know thy name, Or men to feel thy grace ! 2 With this cold stony heart of mine, Jesus, to thee I flee ; And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renew'd by thee. A 1 126 PRAYER AND 3 Give me to hide my blushing face 5 While thy dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 4 may the uncorrupted seed Abide and reign within : And thy life-giving word forbid My new-born soul to sin. 5 Father, I wait before thy throne '; Call me a child of thine : Send down the Spirit of thy Son, To form my heart divine. 6 There shed thy promised love abroad, And make my comfort strong ; Then shall I say, "My Father God !" With an unwav'ring tongue. 131 Brainerdr-p. 61.] C. M. FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee No other help I know ; If thou withdraw thyself from me, Ah, whither shall I go 1 2 What did thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath ! What pain, what labour to secure My soul from endless death ! 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, I now should feel thy power ; Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, Nor let me wait one hour. 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift My weary, longing eyes : O let me now receive that gift, My soul without it dies. INTERCESSION. 127 5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; O speak, and I shall live ; And here I will unwearied lie, Till thou thy Spirit give. 6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, Could they but see thy face : O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 132 St Thomas— p. 134.] S. M. OMAY thy powerful word Inspire a feeble worm To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, And take it as by storm. 2 O may we all improve The grace already given, To seize the crown of perfect love, And scale the mount of heaven. 133 Holly— -p. 160.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. O WONDROUS power of faithful prayer ! What tongue can tell th' almighty grace ? God's hands or bound or open are, As Moses or Elijah prays ; - Let Moses in the Spirit groan, And God cries out, " Let me alone ! 2 " Let me alone, that all my wrath May rise, the wicked to consume ; While justice hears thy praying faith, It cannot seal the sinner's doom : My Son is in my servant's prayer, And Jesus forces me to spare." 3 O blessed word of gospel grace, Which now we for our Israel plead ! 128 PRAYER AND A faithless and backsliding race, Whom thou hast out of Egypt freed ; O do not thou in wrath chastise, Nor let thy whole displeasure rise ! 4 Father, we ask in Jesus' name ; In Jesus' power and spirit pray ; Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim ! turn thy threat'ning wrath away ! Our guilt and punishment remove, And magnify thy pard'ning love. 5 Father, regard thy pleading Son, Accept his all-availing prayer ; And send a peaceful answer down, In honour of our spokesman there ! Whose blood proclaims our sins forgiven^ And speaks thy rebels up to heaven. 134 Dawson— p. 84.] L. M. OGOD, most merciful and true, Thy nature to my soul impart ; 'Stablish me with the cov'nant new, And stamp thine image on my heart. 2 To real holiness restored, let me gain my Saviour's mind, And in the knowledge of my Lord, Fulness of life eternal find ! 3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, That them I may no more forget ; But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore With speechless wonder at thy feet. 4 O'erwhelm'd with thy stupendous grace, 1 shall not in thy presence move, But breathe unutterable praise, And rapturous awe, and silent love. INTERCESSION. 129 5 Then every murmuring thought, and vain, Expires, in sweet confusion lost : 1 cannot of my cross complain, I cannot of my goodness boast. 6 Pardon'd for all that I have done, My mouth as in the dust I hide ; And glory give to God alone, My God for ever pacified ! 135 Incarnation — p. 216.] 6th P. M. 6 lines 7s WHY not now, my God, my God : Ready if thou always art, Make in me thy mean abode, Take possession of my heart : If thou canst so greatly bow, Friend of sinners, why not now 1 2 God of love, in this thy day, For thyself to thee I cry ; Dying, if thou still delay, Must I not for ever die 1 Enter now thy poorest home ; Now, my utmost Saviour, come ! 136 Gorham—p. 12.] C. M. FOUNTAIN of life, to all below Let thy salvation roll ; Water, replenish, and o'erflow Every believing soul. 2 Into that happy number, Lord, Us weary sinners take ; Jesus, fulfil thy gracious word, For thine own mercy's sake. 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide, And we shall flow to thee, 9 180 PRAYER AND While down the stream of time we glide To our eternity. 4 The well of life to us thou art, Of joy the swelling flood ; Wafted by thee, with willing heart, We swift return to God. 5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea, Into thy fulness fall ; Be lost and swallow'd up in thee, Our God, our all in all. 137 Bramcoat—y. 79.] L. M. OTHOU, whom all thy saints adore, We now with all thy saints agree, And bow our inmost souls bef )re Thy glorious, awful majesty. 2 The King of nations we proclaim ; Who would not our great Sovereign fear 1 We long t' experience all thy name, And now we come to meet thee here. 3 We come, great God, to seek thy face, And for thy loving kindness wait ; And O, how dreadful is this place ! 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate ! 4 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, To thee our trembling hearts aspire ; And lo ! we see descend from high The pillar and the flame of fire. 5 Still let it on th' assembly stay, And all the house with glory fill : To Canaan's bounds point out the way, And lead us to thy holy hill. 6 There let us all with Jesus stand, And join the general church above ; INTERCESSION. 131 And take our seats at thy right hand, And sing thine everlasting love. 7 Come, Lord, our souls are on the wing, Now on thy great white throne appear, And let mine eyes behold my King, And let me see my Saviour there. 138 Quebec— -p. 110.] L. M. SAY, which of you would see the Lord 1 You all may now obtain the grace : Behold him in the written word, Where John unveils the Saviour's face ! 2 Clear as the trumpet's voice he speaks To every soul that turns his ear ; Amid the golden candlesticks He walks : and lo, he now is here ! 3 Present to all believing souls ; They see him with an eagle eye ; Down to his feet a garment rolls, Stain'd with a glorious crimson die. 4 A golden girdle binds his breast, Whence streams of consolation flow ; Milk for his new-bom babes, who rest In him, nor other comfort know. 5 His form is as the Son of man, His eyes are as a flame of fire, They dart a sin-consuming pain, And life, and joy divine inspire. 6 His spotless purity of soul We by a lovely emblem know, His head and hair are white as wool, White are they as the driven snow. 7 Glitter his feet like bumish'd brass, That long hath in the furnace shone, 132 PRAYER AND Brighter than lightning is his face, Brighter than the meridian sun. 8 As many waters sounds his word ; Seven stars he holds in his right hand ; Out of his mouth a two-edged sword Goes forth ; before it who can stand 1 9 Lord, at thy feet we fall as dead, Lay thy right hand upon our soul ; Scatter our fear, thy Spirit shed, And all our unbelief control. 10 Tell us, "I am the First and Last, Who lived and died for all, am I ! And lo, my bitter death i3 past, And lo, I live no more to die. 11 "I have the keys of death and hell ;" Amen ! thy record we receive, And wait till thou our spirits seal, And all in all for ever live. 139 Savannah-?. 300.] 17th P.M. 4 lines 10s. IN boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear, Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer ; Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty heart ; Cause every soul to choose the better part. 2 Thy presence fills the universal space ; Thy grace appears to all the fallen race ; O visit us with light and life divine, Fill every soul, for every soul is thine. 3 The blessed Jesus is my Lord, my love ; He is my King, from him I would not move ; Away, then, all ye objects that divert, Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart* INTERCESSION. 133 4 That uncreated beauty which hath gain'd My ravish'd heart, hath all your glory stain'd ; His loveliness my soul hath prepossess'd, And left no room for any other guest. 140 Peterborough—?. 18.] C. M. LORD, all I am is known to thee ; In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, or to flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, Before they're form'd within, And ere my lips pronounce the word, Thou know'st the sense I mean. 4 wondrous knowledge ! deep and high ! Where can a creature hide 1 Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 141 Upton—?. 101.] L. M. OTHOU, who earnest from above, The pure celestial fire t' impart, Kindle a flame of sacred love On the mean altar of my heart. 2 There let it for thy glory burn, With inextinguishable blaze, 134 PRAYER AND And trembling to its source return, In humble love, and fervent praise. 3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire, To work, and speak, and think for thee ; Still let me guard the holy fire, And still stir up thy gift in me. 4 Ready for all thy perfect will, My acts of faith and love repeat ; Till death thy endless mercies seal, And make the sacrifice complete. 142 Salisbury— -p. 163.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8 LET God, who comforts the distress'd, Let Israel's consolation hear ; Hear, Holy Ghost, our joint request, And show thyself the Comforter ; And swell th' unutterable groan, And breathe our wishes to the throne. 2 We weep for those that weep below, And burden'd for the afflicted, sigh ; The various forms of human wo Excite our softest sympathy : Fill every heart with mournful care, And draw out all our souls in prayer. 3 We wrestle for the ruin'd race, By sin eternally undone, Unless thou magnify thy grace, And make thy richest mercy known : And make thy vanquished rebels find, Pardon in Christ for all mankind. 4 Father of everlasting love, To every soul thy Son reveal, Our guilt and sufferings to remove, Our deep, original wound to heal : And bid the fallen race arise, And turn our earth to paradise. INTERCESSION. 135 143 New-Haven— p. 21.] C. M. FATHER, behold with gracious eyes The souls before thy throne, Who now present their sacrifice, And seek thee in thy Son. Well pleased in him thyself declare, Thy pard'ning love reveal, The peaceful answer of our prayer To every conscience seal. 2 Meanest of all thy servants, I Those happier spirits meet, And mix with theirs my feeble cry, And worship at thy feet. On me, on all some gift bestow, Some blessing now impart, The seed of life eternal sow In every mournful heart. 3 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, And speak our sins forgiven, Or haste throughout the lump to spread The sanctifying leaven. Refresh us with a ceaseless shower Of graces from above, Till all receive the perfect power Of everlasting love. 144 Belmont'— -p. 26.] C. M. JEHOVAH, God the Father, bless, And thy own work defend ! With mercy's out-stretch'd arms embrace, And keep us to the end. 2 Preserve the creatures of thy love ; By providential care Conducted to the realms above, To sing thy goodness there, 136 PRAYER AND 3 Jehovah, God the Son, reveal The brightness of thy face ; And all thy pardon'd people fill With plenitude of grace. 4 Shine forth with all the Deity, Which dwells in thee alone ; • And lifts us up thy face to see, j On thy eternal throne. 5 Jehovah, God the Spirit, shine , Father and Son to show : With bliss ineffable, divine, Our ravish'd hearts o'erflow. 6 Sure earnest of that happiness Which human hope transcends, Be thou our everlasting peace When grace in glory ends. 145 Framingham-ip. 166.] 1st. P.M. 6 lines 8& JESUS, thou sovereign Lord of all, The same through one eternal day, Attend thy feeblest follower's call, And O, instruct us how to pray I Pour out the supplicating grace, And stir us up to seek thy face. 2 We cannot think a gracious thought, We cannot feel a good desire, Till thou, who call'dst a world from naught, The power into our hearts inspire ; And then we in the Spirit groan, And then we give thee back thine own. 3 Jesus, regard the joint complaint Of all thy tempted followers here, And now supply the common want, And send us down the Comforter ; The spirit of ceaseless prayer impart > And fix thy agent in our heart, INTERCESSION. 137 4 To help our soul's infirmity, To heal thy sin-sick people's care, To urge our God-commanding plea, And make our heart a house of prayer? The promised Intercessor give, And let us now thyself receive. 5 Come in thy pleading Spirit down, To us who for thy coming stay ; Of all thy gifts we ask but one, We ask the constant power to pray : * Indulge us, Lord, in this request, Thou canst not then deny the rest. 146 Penitence-?. 280.] 12th P.M. 76,76,78,76 JESUS, thou hast bid us pray, Pray always, and not faint ; With the word a power convey To utter our complaint ; Quiet shalt thou never know, Till we from sin are fully freed : O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head ! 2 We have now begun to cry, And we will never end, Till we find salvation nigh, And grasp the sinner's Friend : Day and night we'll speak our wo, With thee importunately plead ; O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head \ 3 Speak the word, and we shall be From all our bands released : Only thou canst set us free, By Satan long oppress'd ; Now thy power almighty show, Arise, the woman's conqu'ring seed i 138 PRAYER AND O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head ! 4 To destroy his work of sin, Thyself in us reveal ; Manifest tnyself within Our flesh, and fully dwell With us, in us, here below : Enter, and make us free indeed : O avenge us of our foe, * And bruise the serpent's head ! 5 Stronger than the strong man, thou His fury canst control : Cast him out, by ent'ring now, And keep our ransom'd soul : Satan's kingdom overthrow, On all the powers of darkness tread ; O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head ! 6 To the never-ceasing cries Of thine elect attend : Send deliverance from the skies, Thy mighty Spirit send : Though to man thou seemest slow, Our cries thou seemest not to heed : O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head ! 7 Come, O come, all-glorious Lord ! No longer now delay, With thy Spirit's two-edged sword The crooked serpent slay ! Bare thine arm and give the blow, Root out and kill the hellish seed : O avenge us of our foe, And bruise the serpent's head ! 8 Jesus, hear thy Spirit's call, Thy Bride, who bids thee come : INTERCESSION. 139 Come, thou righteous Judge of all, Pronounce the tempter's doom ; Doom him to eternal wo, For him and for his angels made, Now avenge us of our foe, For ever bruise his head ! 147 Camberwell—^. 125.] S. M JESUS, I fain would find Thy zeal for God in me : Thy yearning pity for mankind, Thy burning charity. 2 In me thy Spirit dwell ! In me thy bowels move ! So shall the fervour of my zeal Be the pure flame of love. 148 Gorham—v. 193.] 4th P. M. 886,886. SAVIOUR, on me the want bestow, Which all that feel shall surely know, Their sins on earth forgiven ; Give me to prove the kingdom mine, And taste, in holiness divine, The happiness of heaven. 2 Meeken my soul, thou heavenly Lamb, That I in the new earth may claim My hundred-fold reward ; My rich inheritance possess, Co-heir with the great Prince of peace, • Co-partner with my Lord. 3 Me with that restless thirst inspire, That sacred, infinite desire, And feast my hungry heart ; Less than thyself cannot suffice ; My soul for all thy fulness cries, For all thou hast and art. 140 PRAYER AND 4 Mercy who show shall mercy find ; Thy pitiful and tender mind Be, Lord, on me bestow'd ; So shall I still the blessing gain, And to eternal life retain The mercy of my God. 5 Jesus, the crowning grace impart ! Bless me with purity of heart, That now beholding thee, 1 soon may view thy open face, On all thy glorious beauties gaze, And God for ever see ! 6 Not for my fault, or folly's sake, The name, or mode, or form I take, But for true holiness ; Let me be wrong'd, reviled, abhorr'd, And thee, my sanctifying Lord, In life and death confess. 7 CalPd to sustain the hallow'd cross, And suffer for thy righteous cause, Pronounce me doubly blest ; And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord, Assure me of thy great reward, In heaven's eternal feast. 149 Kendall— p. 27.] C. M. THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace, Thee, Saviour, we adore ; Thee in affliction's furnace praise, And magnify thy power. 2 Thy power in human weakness shown, Shall make us all entire ; We now thy guardian presence own, And walk unburnt in fire. 3 Thee, Son of man, by faith we see, And glory in our guide ; INTERCESSION. 141 Surrounded and upheld by thee, The fiery test abide. 4 The fire our graces shall refine, Till, moulded from above, We bear the character divine, The stamp of perfect love. 150 Darwen— p. 114.] L. M. OLET the prisoners' mournful cries As incense in thy sight appear ! Their humble wailings pierce the skies, If haply they may feel thee near. 2 The captive exiles make their moans, From sin impatient to be free : Call home, call home thy banish'd ones ! Lead captive their captivity ! 3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, The anchor of their steadfast hope ; And bid their guilty terrors cease, And bring the ransom'd prisoners up. 4 Out of the deep regard their cries, The fallen raise, the mourners cheer ; O Sun of righteousness, arise, And scatter all their doubt and fear ! 5 Pity the day of feeble things ; O gather every halting soul ! And drop salvation from thy wings, And make the contrite sinner whole. 6 Stand by them in the fiery hour, Their feebleness of mind defend ; And in their weakness show thy power, And make them patient to the end. 7 O satisfy their soul in drought ! Give them thy saving health to see, 142 PKAYER AND And let thy mercy find them out ; And let thy mercy reach to me. 8 Hast thou the work of grace begun, And brought them to the birth in vain 1 O let thy children see the sun ! Let all their souls be bom again ! 9 Relieve the souls whose cross we bear, For whom thy suffering members mourn ; Answer our faith's effectual prayer ; Bid every struggling child be born ! 151 Gilman—p. 169.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8a OUR earth we now lament to see With floods of wickedness o'erflow'd, With violence, wrong, and cruelty, One wide-extended field of blood, Where men like fiends each other tear, In all the hellish rage of war. 2 As listed on Abaddon's side, They mangle their own flesh, and slay, Tophet is moved, and opens wide Its mouth for its enormous prey ; And myriads sink beneath the grave, And plunge into the flaming wave. B O might the universal Friend This havoc of his creatures see ! Bid our unnatural discord end ; Declare us reconciled in thee : Write kindness on our inward parts, And chase the murderer from our hearts ! & Who now against each other rise, The nations of the earth, constrain To follow after peace, and prize The blessings of thy righteous reign, INTERCESSION. 143 The joys of unity to prove, The paradise of perfect love. 152 Lancaster— p. 86.] L. M. AUTHOR of faith, we seek thy face, For all who feel thy work begun : Confirm, and strengthen them in grace, And bring thy feeblest children on. 2 Thou seest their wants, thou know'st their names, Be mindful of thy youngest care ; Be tender of the new-born lambs, And gently in thy bosom bear. 3 The lion roaring for his prey, With ravening wolves on every side, Watch over them to tear and slay, If found one moment from their guide. 4 Satan his thousand arts essays, His agents all their powers employ, To blast the blooming work of grace, The heavenly offspring to destroy. 5 Baffle the crooked serpent's skill, And turn his sharpest darts aside : Hide from their eyes the dev'lish ill, O save them from the demon, pride ! 6 In safety lead thy little flock ! From hell, the world, and sin secure? And set their feet upon the rock, And make in thee their goings sure. 144 PRAYER AND PRAYER AND WATCHFULNESS. 153 New-Bedford— p. 19.] C. M. I WANT a principle within, Of jealous, godly fear; A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near ; 1 want the first approach to feel, Of pride, or fond desire ; To catch the wand'ring of my will, And quench the kindling fire. 2 From thee that I no more may part, No more thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience give. Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make ! Awake my soul when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 3 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove ; And let me weep my life away, For having grieved thy love. O may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul ! And drive me to the blood again, Which makes the wounded whole. 154 Lucern— p. 121.] S. M. THE praying spirit breathe, The watching power impart ; From all entanglements beneath Call off my peaceful heart ; WATCHFULNESS. 145 My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts oppressed ; Appear, and bid me turn again To my eternal rest. H .Swift to my rescue come, Thine own this moment seize ; Gather my wand'ring spirit home, And keep in perfect peace : Suffer'd no more to rove O'er all the earth abroad, Arrest the prisoner of thy love, And shut me up in God. 155 Clarendon— -p. 33.] C. M. SHEPHERD divine, our wants relieve In this our evil day : To all thy tempted followers give The power to watch and pray. 2 Long as our fiery trials last, Long as the cross we bear, O let our souls on thee be cast In never-ceasing prayer ! 3 The spirit of interceding grace Give us in faith to claim ; To wrestle till we see thy face, And know thy hidden name. 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart ; Till thou thyself bestow ; Be this the cry of every heart, I will not let thee go. 5 I will not let thee go unless Thou tell thy name to me ; With all thy great salvation bless. And make me all like thee. 10 146 PRAYER AND 6 Then let me on the mountain top Behold thy open face ; Where faith in sight is swallow'd up, And prayer in endless praise. 156 Camberwellr-^. 125.] S. WL JESUS, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my pray© \\ Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do, On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 2 I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down, and casts bete? The baits of pleasing ill. A soul inured to pain, To hardship, grief, and loss : Bold to take up, firm to sustain^ The consecrated cross. 3 I want a godly fear, A quick discerning eye, That looks to thee when sin is r.ea?. And sees the tempter fly ; A spirit still prepared, And arm'd with jealous care, For ever standing on its guard. And watching unto prayer. 4 I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease, Never to murmur at thy stay, Or wish my sufferings less. This blessing, above all, Always to pray, I want, WATCHFULNESS. 147 Out of the deep on thee to call, And never, never faint. 5 I want a true regard, A single, steady aim, Unmoved by threatening or reward, To thee and thy great name ; A jealous, just concern For thine immortal praise ; A pure desire that all may learn, And glorify thy grace. 6 I rest upon thy word, The promise is for me ; My succour and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee ; But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. 157 Byzantium— p. 197.] 4th P. M. 886,886 HELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, And still my tempted soul stand by Throughout the evil day ; The sacred watchfulness impart, And keep the issues of my heart, And stir me up to pray. 2 My soul with thy whole armour arm, In each approach of sin alarm, And show the danger near : Surround, sustain, and strengthen me, And fill with godly jealousy And sanctifying fear. 3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, O let me see thy gathering frown, And feel thy warning eye ; 148 PRAYER AND And starting, cry from ruin's brink, Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink ! O save me, or I die ! 4 If near the pit I rashly stray, Before I wholly fall away, The keen conviction dart ! Recall me by that pitying look, That kind upbraiding glance, which broke Unfaithful Peter's heart. 5 In me thine utmost mercy show, And make me like thyself below, Unblameable in grace ; Ready prepared and fitted here, By perfect holiness t' appear Before thy glorious face. L58 Retirement—?. 100.] L. M. JESUS, my Saviour, brother, friend, On whom I cast my every care, On whom for all things I depend, Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 2 If I have tasted of thy grace, The grace that sure salvation brings ; If with me now thy Spirit stays, And hov'ring, hides me in his wings : 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, Nor for a moment's space depart ; Evil and danger turn away, And keep till he renews my heart. 4 When to the right or left I stray, His voice behind me may I hear, " Return, and walk in Christ thy way, Fly back to Christ, for sin is near !" 5 His sacred unction from above, Be still my comforter and guide, WATCHFULNESS. 149 Till all the stony he remove, And in my loving heart reside. 6 Jesus, I fain would walk in thee, From nature's every path retreat : Thou art my way, my leader be, And set upon the rock my feet. 7 Uphold mt, Saviour, or I fall ; reach me out thy gracious hand ! Only on thee for help I call ; Only by faith in thee I stand. 159 Kentucky— p. 142.] S. M. A CHARGE to keep I have, A God to glorify ; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. To serve the present age, My calling to fulfil, O may it all my powers engage, To do my Master's will ! 2 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live ; And thy servant, Lord, prepare, A strict account to give ! Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely, Assured if I my trust betray, 1 shall for ever die. XQO Zemira—y. 201.] 4th P. M. 886,886. BE it my only wisdom here To serve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude ; Superior sense may I display, By shunning every evil way, And walking in the good. 150 PRAYER AND 2 O may I still from sin depart ; A wise and understanding heart, Jesus, to me be given ! And let me through thy Spirit know, To glorify my God below, And find my way to heaven. 161 Lanesborough — p. 5.] C. M. HOW vain are all things here below, How false, and yet how fair ! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light ; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys^and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God ! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense ! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food ; And grace command my heart away From all created good. 162 Shepherd— -p. ISO. 1 ] S. M. GOD of almighty love, By whose sufficient grace, I lift my heart to things above, And humbly seek thy face : Through Jesus Christ the just, My faint desires receive, WATCHFULNESS. 151 Jind let me in thy goodness trust, And to thy glory live. 2 Whate'er I say or do, Thy glory be my aim ; My offerings all be offer'd through The ever-blessed name. Jesus, my single eye Be fix'd on thee alone : Thy name be praised on earthy on high, Thy will by all be done ! 3 Spirit of faith, inspire My consecrated heart ; Fill me with pure celestial fire, With all thou hast and art. My feeble mind transform, And perfectly renew'd, Into a saint exalt a worm ; A worm exalt to God 1 163 Armley—v. 114.] L. M. PIERCE, fill me with an humble fear, My utter helplessness reveal ; Satan and sin are always near ; Thee may I always nearer feel. 2 O that to thee my constant mind Might with an even flame aspire ; Pride in its earliest motions find, And mark the risings of desire. 3 O that my tender soul might fly The first abhorr'd approach of ill : Quick as the apple of an eye, The slightest touch of sin to feel. 4 Till thou anew my soul create, Still may I strive, and watch, and pray % Humbly and confidently wait, And long to see the perfect day. 152 PRAYER AN& 164 Asliburton—^. 170.] 1st P. M. 6 line$B& WATCH NIGHT. OFT have we pass'd the guilty night In revelling and frantic mirth ; The creature was our sole delight, Our happiness the things of earth : But O, suffice the season past ! We choose the better part at last, 2 "We will not close our wakeful eyes ? We will not let our eyelids sleep ; But humbly lift them to the skies, And all a solemn vigil keep \ So many nights on sin bestow'd, Can we not watch one hour for God ? 3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake, Devote our every hour to thee ; Speak but the word, our souls shall wake ? And sing with cheerful melody. Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ > And every heart shall dance for joy. 4 Bless'd object of our faith and love, We listen for thy welcome voice ; Our persons and our works approve, And bid us in thy strength rejoice ; Now let us hear the mighty cry, And shout to find the Bridegroom nigh. 5 Shout in the midst of us, O King Of saints, and let our joys abound ; Let us rejoice, give thanks, and sing, And triumph in redemption found ; We ask in faith for every soul \ O let our glorious joy be full ! 6 O may we all triumphant rise, With joy upon our heads return, WATCHFULNESS. 153 And, far above these nether skies, By thee on eagles' wings upborne, Through all yon radiant circles move, And gain the highest heaven of love. 165 Romney— p. 42.] CM. THY presence, Lord, the place shall fill. My heart shall be thy throne ; Thy holy, just, and perfect will, Shall in my flesh be done. 2 I thank thee for the present grace, And now in hope rejoice ; In confidence to see thy face, And always hear thy voice. 3 I have the things I ask of thee. What shall I more require 1 That still my soul may restless be, And only thee desire. • 4 Thy only will be done, not mine, But make me, Lord, thy home, Come when thou wilt, I that resign, But O, my Jesus, come ! 166 Watchman— p. 118.] S. M. GRACIOUS Redeemer, shake This slumber from my soul ! Say to me now, " Awake, awake, And Christ shall make thee whole.'* 2 Lay to thy mighty hand, Alarm me in this hour : And make me fully understand The thunder of thy power ! 3 Give me on thee to call, Always to watch and pray, 154 PRAYER AND Lest I into temptation fall, And cast my shield away. 4 For each assault prepared, And ready may I be, For ever standing on my guard, And looking up to thee. 5 O do thou always warn My soul of evil near ! When to the right or left I turn, Thy voice still let me hear : 6 " Come back ! this is the way ! Come back ! and walk therein !" O may I hearken and obey, And shun the paths of sin ! 167 Southfield—V. 121.] S. M THOU seest my feebleness, Jesus, be thou my power, My help and refuge in distress, My fortress and my tower. 2 Give me to trust in thee ; Be thou my sure abode : My horn, and rock, and buckler be, My Saviour and my God. 3 Myself I cannot save, Myself I cannot keep ; But strength in thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 4 My soul to thee alone, Now, therefore, I commend : Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, And love me to the end ! WATCHFULNESS. 155 168 Si. Thomas— p. 134.] S. M. BID me of men beware, And to my ways take heed ; Discern their every secret snare, And circumspectly tread. 2 may I calmly wait Thy succours from above ! And stand against their open hate, And well-dissembled love. 3 My spirit, Lord, alarm, When men and devils join : 'Gainst all the powers of Satan arm, In panoply divine. 4 may I set my face, His onsets to repel ! Quench all his fiery darts, and chase The fiend to his own hell. 5 But above all, afraid Of my own bosom foe, Still let me seek to thee for aid, To thee my weakness show. 6 Hang on thy arm alone, With self-distrusting care, And deeply in the spirit groan The never-ceasing prayer. 169 Spilsby—v. 123.] S. M GIVE me a sober mind, A quick discerning eye, The first approach of sin to find, And all occasions fly. 2 Still may I cleave to thee, And never more depart, But watch with godly jealousy Over my evil heart. 156 PRAYER AND 3 Thus may I pass my days Of sojourning beneath, And languish to conclude my race, And render up my breath. 4 In humble love and fear, Thine image to regain, And see thee in the clouds appear, And rise with thee to reign ! 170 Confidence— p. 96.] L. M. OTHOU who all things canst control, Chase this dread slumber from my soul ; With joy and fear, with love and awe, Give me to keep thy perfect law. 2 O may one beam of thy blest light Pierce through, dispel the shade of night ; Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire, With holy, conq'ring zeal inspire. 3 For zeal I sigh, for zeal I pant, Yet heavy is my soul and faint ; With steps unwav'ring, undismay'd, Give me in all thy paths to tread. 4 With outstretch'd hands, and streaming eyes, Oft I begin to grasp the prize ; I groan, I strive, I watch, I pray ; But ah ! how soon it dies away ! 5 The deadly slumber soon I feel Afresh upon my spirit steal ; Rise, Lord, stir up thy quick'ning power, And wake me that I sleep no more. 6 Single of heart, O may I be ! Nothing may I desire but thee ; Far, far from me the world remove, And all that holds me from thy love ! WATCHFULNESS. 157 171 St.Asaphs--p.282.] 12th P.M.76,76,78,76. COME, ye followers of the Lord, In Jesus' service join : Jesus gives the sacred word, The ordinance divine : Let us his command obey, And ask and have whate'er we want ; Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never faint. 2 Place no longer let us give To the old tempter's will : Never more our duty leave, While Satan cries, " Be still :" Stand we in the ancient way, And here with God ourselves acquaint ; Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never faint. 3 Be it weariness and pain To slothful flesh and blood ; Yet we will the cross sustain, And bless the welcome load ; All our griefs to God display, And humbly pour out our complaint ; Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never faint. 4 Let us patiently endure, And still our wants declare ; All the promises are sure To persevering prayer : Till we see the perfect day, And each wakes up a spotless saint, Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never faint. 5 Pray we on when all renew'd, And perfected in love, 158 PRAYER AND Till we see our Saviour God, Descending from above ; All his heavenly charms survey, Beyond what angel minds can paint, Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never faint. 172 Josiah-v. 263.] 11th P.M. 76,76,77,76. TO the hills I lift mine eyes, The everlasting hills ; Streaming thence in fresh supplies, My soul the Spirit feels : Will he not his help afford 1 Help, while yet I ask is given : God comes down : the God and Lord That made both earth and heaven. 2 Faithful soul, pray always ; pray, And still in God confide ; He thy feeble steps shall stay, Nor suffer thee to slide ; Lean on thy Redeemer's breast ; He thy quiet spirit keeps ; Rest in him, securely rest ; Thy watchman never sleeps. 3 Neither sin, nor earth, nor hell, Thy keeper can surprise ; Careless slumbers cannot steal On his all-seeing eyes ; He is Israel's sure defence ; Israel all his care shall prove ; Kept by watchful Providence, And ever-waking Love._ 4 See the Lord, thy keeper, stand, Omnipotently near : Lo ! he holds thee by thy hand, And banishes thy fear ; WATCHFULNESS. } 59 Shadows with his wings thy head ; Guards from all impending harms ; Round thee and beneath are spread The everlasting arms. 5 Christ shall bless thy going out, Shall bless thy coming in ; Kindly compass thee about, Till thou art saved from sin ; Like thy spotless Master, thou, FilPd with wisdom, love, and power ; Holy, pure, and perfect now, Henceforth and evermore. 173 Pew*/onZ-p.265.] 11th P.M. 76,76,77,7* HEARKEN to the solemn voice, The awful midnight cry ! Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice, And see the Bridegroom nigh I Lo, he comes to keep his word, Light and joy his looks impart ; Go ye forth to meet your Lord, And meet him in your heart. 2 Ye who faint beneath the load Of sin, your heads lift up ; See your great redeeming God ; He comes, and bids you hope ! In the midnight of your grief, Jesus doth his mourners cheer Lo, he brings you sure relief; Believe, and feel him here ! 3 Ye whose loins are girt, stand forth, "Whose lamps are burning bright ; Worthy in your Saviour's worth, To walk with him in white ; Jesus bids your hearts be clean ; Bids you all his promise prove ; 160 PRAYER AND Jesus comes to cast out sin, And perfect you in love. 4 Wait we all in patient hope, Till Christ, the Judge, shall come j We shall soon be all caught up, To meet the gen'ral doom : In an hour to us unknown, As a thief in deepest night, Christ shall suddenly come down, With all his saints in light. 5 Happy he whom Christ shall find Watching to see him come ; Him the Judge of all mankind Shall bear triumphant home : Who can answer to his word 1 Which of you dares meet his day 1 " Rise and come to judgment !"~— Lord, We rise and come away. 174 Alfreton— p. 77.] L. M. PRAYER is appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give : Long as they live should Christians' pray, They learn to pray when first they live. 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress, If cares distract, or fears dismay ; If guilt deject ; if sin distress ; In every case, still watch and pray. 3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that 's weak : Though thought be broken, language lame, Pray if thou canst, or canst not speak : But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ; Make all thy wants and wishes known ; Fear not ; his merits must prevail : Ask but in faith, it shall be done. WATCHFULNESS. 161 175 Edgimre—p. 43.] C. M. THOU, Lord, hast' blest my going out, bless my coming in ! Compass my weakness round about, And keep me safe from sin. 2 Still hide me in thy secret place, Thy tabernacle spread ; Shelter me with preserving grace, And screen my naked head. 3 To thee for refuge may I run, From sin's alluring snare : Ready its first approach to shun, And watching unto prayer. 4 O that I never, never more Might from thy ways depart ; Here let me give my wand'rings o'er, By giving thee my heart. 5 Fix my new heart on things above, And then from earth release ; I ask not life, but let me love, And lay me down in peace. JUSTIFICATION BY FAITH. 176 Portugal— p. 75.] L. M. AUTHOR of faith, eternal Word, Whose Spirit breathes the active flamfcj Faith, like its finisher and Lord, To-day as yesterday the same : 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, And ask the gift unspeakable ; 11 162 JUSTIFICATION Increase in us the kindled fire, In us the work of faith fulfil. 3 By faith we know thee strong to save, (Save us, a present Saviour thcu !) Whate'er we hope, by faith we have ; Future and past subsisting now. 4 To him that in thy name believes, Eternal life with thee is given ; Into himself he all receives, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, Unseen by reason's glimm'ring ray, "With strong commanding evidence, Their heavenly origin display. 6 Faith lends its realizing light, The clouds disperse, the shadows fly, Th' invisible appears in sight, And God is seen by mortal eye. 177 Oxford— -p. 123.] S. M. FIRST PART. HOW can a sinner know His sins on earth forgiven 1 How can my gracious Saviour show My name inscribed in heaven 1 2 What we have felt and seen With confidence we tell ; And publish to the sons of men The signs infallible. 3 We who in Christ believe That he for us hath died, We all his unknown peace receive, And feel his blood applied. BY FAITH, 163 4 Exults our rising soul, Disburden'd of her load, And swells unutterably full Of glory and of God. 5 His love, surpassing far The love of all beneath, We find within our hearts, and dare The pointless darts of death. 6 Stronger than death or hell The sacred power we prove ; And conq'rors of the world, we dwell In heaven, who dwell in love. Olney — p. 134.] second part. WE by his Spirit prove, And know the things of God, The things which freely of his love He hath on us bestow'd. 2 His Spirit to us he gave, And dwells in us we know ; The witness in ourselves we have, And all its fruits we show. 3 The meek and lowly heart That in our Saviour was, To us his Spirit does impart, And signs us with his cross. 4 Our nature's turn'd, our mind Transform'd in all its powers ; And both the witnesses are join'd, The Spirit of God with ours. 5 Whate'er our pard'ning Lord Commands, we gladly do ; And guided by his sacred word, We all his steps pursue. 164 JUSTIFICATION 6 His glory our design, We live our God to please ; And rise with filial fear divine, To perfect holiness. 178 Witham—ip. 192.] 4th P. M. 886,886 THOU great mysterious God unknown, Whose love hath gently led me on, E'en from my infant days ; Mine inmost soul expose to view, And tell me if I ever knew Thy justifying grace. 2 If I have only known thy fear, And follow'd, with a heart sincere, Thy drawings from above ; Now, now the farther grace bestow, And let my sprinkled conscience know Thy sweet forgiving love. 3 Short of thy love I would not stop, A stranger to the gospel hope, The sense of sin forgiven : I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, Without the inward witness live, That antepast of heaven. 4 If now the witness were in me, Would he not testify of thee, In Jesus reconciled 1 And should I not with faith draw nigh, And boldly, Abba, Father, cry, And know myself thy child 1 5 Whate'er obstructs thy pard'ning love, Or sin, or righteousness, remove, Thy glory to display ; My heart of unbelief convince, And now absolve me from my sins, And take them all away. BY FAITH. 165 6 Father, in me reveal thy Son, And to my inmost soul make known How merciful thou art : The secret of thy love reveal, And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell For ever in my heart ! Lenox— p. 184.] 3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s. ARISE, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears ; Before the throne my Surety stands, My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede ; His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Received on Calvary ; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me ; Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, Nor let that ransom'd sinner die ! 4 The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed One : He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled, His pard'ning voice I hear : He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear ; ] 66 JUSTIFICATION With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 180 Rochester— p. 18.] C. M. GREAT God ! to me the sight afford To him of old allow'd ; And let my faith behold its Lord, Descending in a cloud ! 2 In that revealing Spirit come down, Thine attributes proclaim, And to my inmost soul make known The glories of thy name. 3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, Who gav'st my soul to be ! Fountain of being, and of power, And great in majesty. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, thou art^ But let me rather prove That name inspoken to my heart, That fav'rite name of Love. 5 Merciful God, thyself proclaim In this polluted breast ; Mercy is thy distinguish'd name, And suits the sinner best. 6 Our misery doth for pity call, Our sin implores thy grace ; And thou art merciful to all Our lost, apostate race. 181 Craven— p. 36.] CM. I ASK the gift of righteousness, The sin-subduing power ; Power to believe and go in peace, And never grieve thee more. BY FAITH. 167 3 I ask the blood-bought pardon seal'd, The liberty from sin : The grace infused, the love reveal'd, The kingdom fix'd within. 3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray ; Thou seest my heart's desire ; Made ready in thy powerful day, Thy fulness I require. 4 My vehement soul cries out, oppress'd, Impatient to be freed ! Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, Till I am saved indeed. 5 Art thou not able to convert 1 Art thou not willing too 1 To change this old rebellious heart, To conquer and renew 1 6 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, So arm me with thy power, That I to sin may never cleave, May never feel it more. 182 Trowbridge— p. 164.] 1st P.M. 6 lines 8s< EXPAND thy wings, celestial Dove, And brooding o'er my nature's night, Call forth the ray of heavenly love, Let there in my dark soul be light ; And fill th' illustrated abyss With glorious beams of endless bliss. 2 " Let there be light," again command, And light there in our hearts shall be ; We then through faith shall understand Thy great mysterious majesty ; And by the shining of thy grace, Behold in Christ thy glorious face. 168 JITSTIFIC ATI ON 3 Father of everlasting grace, Be mindful of thy changeless wore! ; We worship toward that holy place, In which thou dost thy name record ; Dost make thy graeious nature known, That living temple of thy Son. 4 Thou dost with sweet complacence see The temple fill'd with light divine ; And art thou not well pleased with me, Who, turning to that heavenly shrine ? Through Jesus to thy throne apply, Through Jesus for acceptance cry 1 5 With all who for redemption groan,, Father, in Jesus' name we pray ! And still we cry and wrestle on Till mercy take our sins away : Hear from thy dwelling place in heaven* And now pronounce our sins forgiven. 183 Aithlone—f. 200.] 4th P. M. 886,8B§ OTHOU who hast our sorrows borne, Help us to look on thee and mourn, On thee whom we have slain ; Have pierced a thousand, thousand times> And by reiterated crimes Renew'd thy sacred pain. 2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith, to see The man transfix'd on Calvary ! To know thee who thou art, The one eternal God and true ; And let the sight affect, subdue, And break my stubborn heart. 3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine. Reveal the charity divine, That suffered in my stead ! BY FAITH. 169 That made thy soul a sacrifice, And quench'd in death those flaming eyes. And bow'd that sacred head. 4 The veil of unbelief remove. And by thy manifested love, And by thy sprinkled blood, Destroy the love of sin in me, And get thyself the victory, And bring me back to God. 5 Now let thy dying love constrain My soul to love its God again, Its God to glorify ! And lo ! I come thy cross to share, Echo thy sacrificial prayer, And with my Saviour die ! 184 Marion— p. 162.] 1st P.M. 6 lines 8a THOU God unsearchable, unknown, Who still conceal'st thyself from me, Hear an apostate spirit groan, Broke off, and banish'd far from thee ; But, conscious of my fall, I mourn, And fain I would to thee return. 2 Send forth one ray of heavenly light, Of gospel hope, of humble fear, To guide me through the gulf of night, My poor desponding soul to cheer, Till thou my unbelief remove, And show me all thy glorious love. 3 A hidden God indeed thou art ; Thy absence I this moment feel ; Yet must I own it from my heart, Conceal'd, thou art a Saviour still : And though thy face I cannot see, I know thine eye is fix'd on me, 170 JUSflFICAttON 4 My Saviour thou, though not reveaPd, Yet will I thee my Saviour call : Adore thy hand, from sin withheld ; Thy hand shall save me from my fall ; Now, Lord, throughout my darkness shine, And show thyself for ever mine. 185 St. Peter's— p. 75.] L. M. JESUS, whose glory's streaming rays, Though duteous to thy high command, Not seraphs view with open face, But veiPd before thy presence stand : 2 How shall weak eyes of flesh, weigh'd down With sin, and dim with error's night, Dare to behold thy awful throne, Or view thy unapproached light ! 3 Restore my sight, let thy free grace An entrance to the holiest give ! Open mine eyes of faith ! thy face So shall I see : yet seeing live. 4 The golden sceptre from above Reach forth ; see, my whole heart I bow ; Say to my soul, " Thou art my love, My chosen 'midst ten thousand thou !" 5 O Jesus, full of grace ! the sighs Of a sick heart with pity view ! Hark, how my silence speaks, and cries, " Mercy, thou God of mercy, show !" 6 I know thou canst not but be good ; How shouldst thou, Lord, thy grace restrain, Thou, Lord, whose blood so freely flow'd, To save me from all guilt and pain 1 7 By faith I to the fountain fly, Open'd for all mankind and me, BY FAITH. 171 To purge my sins of deepest die, My life and heart's impurity : 8 From Christ, the smitten rock, it flows, The purple and the crystal stream ; Pardon and holiness bestows, And both I gain through faith in him. GOODNESS OF GOD IN REDEMPTION. 186 Irene— p. 307.] 20th P. M. 66,77,77. SAVIOUR, the world's and mine, Was ever grief like thine ! Thou my pain, my curse, hast took, All my sins were laid on thee : Help me, Lord, to thee I look ; Draw me, Saviour, after thee. 2 'Tis done ! my Lord hath died ; My Love is crucified ; Break, this stony heart of mine ; Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood ; Feel, my soul, the pangs divine ; Catch, my heart, the issuing blood ! 3 When, O my God, shall I For thee submit to die 1 How the mighty debt repay 1 Rival of thy passion prove ? Lead me in thyself, the way, Melt my hardness into love. 4 To love is all my wish, I only live for this : 172 THE GOODNESS OP Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There by faith for ever dwell : This I always will require, Thee, and only thee to feel. 5 Thy power I pant to prove, Rooted and flx'd in love ; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth, and height, What the depth of love like thine. 6 Ah ! give me this to know, With all thy saints below ; Swells my soul to compass thee : Gasps in thee to live and move ; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immersed and lost in love ! 1 87 Brighton— -p. 143.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. OLOVE divine, what hast thou done ! Th' immortal God hath died for me ! The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree ! Th' immortal God for me hath died : My Lord, my love, is crucified. % Behold him, all ye that pass by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! Come see, ye worms, your Maker die, And say, was ever grief like his 1 Come, feel with me his blood applied : My Lord, my love, is crucified. 3 Is crucified for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God : Believe, believe the record true, Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood ; Pardon for all flows from his side : My Lord, my love, is crucified. GOD IN REDEMPTION. 173 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, And gladly catch the healing stream All things for him account but loss, And give up all our hearts to him ; Of nothing think or speak beside, My Lord, my love, is crucified. 188 Bangor— p. 70.] C. M. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend ! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom 's paid ! " Receive my soul !" he cries : See where he bows his sacred head ! He bows his head, and dies ! 4 But soon he'll break. death's envious chain, And in full glory shine : O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love, like thine ! 189 Doddridge— p. 99.] L. M. OF Him who did salvation bring, I could for ever think and sing ; Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve, Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given ! Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : Though sin and sorrow wound my soul : Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 174 THE GOODNESS OF 3 To shame our sins he blush'd in blood, He closed his eyes to show us God ; Let all the world fall down and know That none but God such love can show. 4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone I shed my tears and make my moan ! Where'er I am, where'er I move, I meet the object of my love. 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 1 drink, and yet am ever dry ; Ah ! who against thy charms is proof? Ah ! who that loves can love enough 1 190 Templeton--p.il.'} CM. PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'ring day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and (O amazing love !) He ran to our relief. .3 Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste he fled : Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 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 ! GOD IN REDEMPTION. 175 191 Asbury— p. 68. J CM. ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed 1 And did my sovereign die 1 "Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as 1 1 2 Wa,s it for crimes that I have done He groan'd upon the tree 1 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in ; "When Christ the mighty Maker died, For man the creature's sin ! 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, "While his dear cross appears ; Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away. 'Tis all that I can do. 192Portuguese-v.288.~\ 13th P.M. 10 10,11 1L YE heavens, rejoice in Jesus's grace, Let earth make a noise, and echo his praise; Our all-loving Saviour hath pacified God, And paid for his favour the price of his blood. 2 Ye mountains and vales, in praises abound, Ye hills and ye dales, continue the sound ; Break forth into singing, ye trees of the wood, For Jesus is bringing lost sinners to God. ft Atonement he made for every one, The debt he hath paid, the work he hath do&e | 176 THE GOODNESS OF Shout all the creation, below and above, Ascribing salvation to Jesus's love. 4 His mercy hath brought salvation to all, Who take it unbought, he frees them from thrall, Throughout the believer his glory displays, And perfects for ever the vessels of grace. 193 Valencia— -p. 104,] L. M. EXTENDED on a cursed tree, Besmear'd with dust, and sweat, and blood, See there, the King of glory see ! Sinks, and expires, the Son of God ! 2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done 1 Who could thy sacred body wound 1 No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, No guile hath in thy lips been found. 3 I, — I alone have done the deed ! 'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn ; My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 4 For me the burden to sustain Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid : To heal me thou hast borne the pain ; To bless me, thou a curse wast made* 5 In the devouring lion's teeth, Torn, and forsook of all, I lay ; Thou sprang'st into the jaws of death, From death to save the helpless prey. 6 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, How pay the mighty debt I owe 1 Let all I have and all I am, Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 7 Too much to thee I cannot give ; Too much I cannot do for thee : GOD IN REDEMPTION. 177 Let all thy love, and all thy grief, Graven on my heart for ever be ! 8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, O may I learn from thee, my God ; And love, with softest pity join'd, For those that trample on thy blood. 9 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs* O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast I Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, And ever in thv bosom rest. 194 Darwen—p. 114.] L. M. YE that pass by, behold the man ! The man of griefs, condemn'd for you ! The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, keeping to Calvary pursue ! 2 See ! how his back the scourges tear, While to the bloody pillar bound ! The ploughers make long furrows there, Till all his body is one wound. 3 Nor can he thus their hate assuage ; His innocence to death pursued, Must fully glut their utmost rage ; Hark ! how they clamour for his blood I 4 To us our own Barabbas give ; Away with him, (they loudly cry :) Away with him, not fit to live, The vile seducer crucify ! 5 1 lis sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood ! His sacred limbs, exposed and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 6 See there, his temples crown'd with thflce I His bleeding hands extended wide : \% 178 THE GOODNESS OF His streaming feet transfix'd and torn ? The fountain gushing from his side ! 7 Where is the King of glory now 1 The everlasting Son of God 1 Th' Immortal hangs his languid brow ; The Almighty faints beneath his load ! 8 Beneath my load he faints and dies : I fill'd his soul with pangs unknown : 1 caused those mortal groans and cries, I kill'd the Father's only Son ! 195 Limehouse — p. 116.] L. M. OTHOU dear suffering Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move Help me to catch thy precious blood ! Help me to taste thy dying love ! 2 Give me to feel thy agonies, One drop of thy sad cup afford ; I fain with thee would sympathize, And share the sufferings of my Lord. 3 The earth could to her centre quake, Convulsed while her Creator died : let my inmost nature shake, And die with Jesus crucified ! 4 At thy last gasp the graves display'd Their horrors to the upper skies ; O that my soul might burst the shade, And, quicken'd by thy death, arise ! 5 The rocks could feel thy powerful deatl And tremble, and asunder part : O rend with thine expiring breath The harder marble of my heart ! GOD IN REDEMPTION. 179 196 Waterford-p.270.] 11th P.M. 76,76,77,76. JESUS drinks the bitter cup, The wine press treads alone : Tears the graves and mountains up, By his expiring groan : Lo, the powers of heaven he shakes, Nature in convulsion lies ; Earth's profoundest centre quakes, The great Jehovah dies ! 2 O my God, he dies for me, I feel the mortal smart ! See him hanging on the tree, A sight that breaks my heart ! that all to thee might turn ! Sinners ye may love him too ; Look on him ye pierced, and mourn For one who bled for you. 3 Weep o'er your desire and hope, With tears of humblest love ! Sing, for Jesus is gone up, And reigns enthroned above ! Lives our Head to die no more, Power is all to Jesus given ; Worshipp'd as he was before, The immortal King of heaven. 4 Lord, we bless thee for thy grace And truth, which never fail ; Hast'ning to behold thy face Without a dimming veil ; We shall see our heavenly King, All thy glorious love proclaim, Help the angel choirs to sing Our blest triumphant Lamb. 180 THE GOODNESS OP 197 Creation— p. 153.] 1st P.M. 6 UnesSa. WHERE shall my wond'ring soul begin t How shall I all to heaven aspire 1 A slave redeem'd from death and sin ; A brand pluck'd from eternal fire : How shall I equal triumphs raise, Or sing my great Deliverer's praise 1 2 O how shall I thy goodness tell, Father, which thou to me hast show'd 1 That I, a child of wrath and hell, I should be call'd a child of God ! Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, Blest with this antepast of heaven ! 3 And shall I slight my Father's love 1 Or basely fear his gifts to own 1 Unmindful of his favours prove 1 Shall I, the hallow'd cross to shun, Refuse his righteousness t' impart, By hiding it within my heart 1 4 No, though the ancient dragon rage, And call forth all his hosts to war ; Though earth's self-righteous sons engage, Them and their god alike I dare ; Jesus the sinner's Friend proclaim ; Jesus to sinners still the same. 5 Come, my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin ; His bleeding heart shall make you room ; His open side shall take you in : He calls you now, invites you home : Come, O my guilty brethren, come. 6 For you the purple current flow'd, In pardons from his wounded side ■ Languish'd for you the Son of God, For you the Prince of glory died : GOD IN REDEMPTION. Believe, and all your sin 's forgiven : Only believe, and yours is heaven. 181 198 Quito— p. 94.] L. M. ADAM descended from above ! Saviour and head of all mankind ; The covenant of redeeming love In thee let every sinner find. 2 Our surety, thou alone hast paid The debt we to thy Father owed : For the whole world atonement made, And seal'd the pardon with thy blood. 3 Thee, the paternal grace divine, A universal blessing gave ; A light in every heart to shine ; A Saviour, — every soul to save. 4 Light of the Gentile world, appear, Command the blind thy rays to see : Our darkness chase, our sorrows cheer, And set the plaintive prisoner free. 6 Me, me, who still in darkness sit, Shut up in sin and unbelief, Deliver from this gloomy pit, This dungeon of despairing grief. 6 Open mine eyes the Lamb to know Who bears the general sin away ; And to my ransom'd spirit show The glories of eternal day. ] 99 Luther's— p. 147.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. WOULD Jesus have the sinner die % Why hangs he then on yonder tree 1 What means that strange expiring cry \ (Sinners, he prays for you and me ;) 182 THE GOODNESS 01? " Forgive them, Father, O forgive, They know not that by me they live !" 2 Jesus descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve ; Great God of universal love, If all the world through thee may live, In us a quick'ning spirit be, And witness thou hast died for me. 3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, Thee by thy painful agony, Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, Thy cross and passion on the tree, Thy precious death and life — I pray Take all, take all my sins away. 4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet, And bathe and wash them with my tears ; The story of thy love repeat In every drooping sinner's ears ; That all may hear the quick'ning sound ; Since I, e'en I, have mercy found. 5 O let thy love my heart constrain, Thy love for every sinner free, That every fallen son of man May taste the grace that found out me ; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 200 Kilburn— p. 270.] 11th P.M. 76,76,77,76 GOD of unexampled grace, Redeemer of mankind, Matter of eternal praise We in thy passion find : Still our choicest strains we bring, Still the joyful theme pursue, Thee the friend of sinners sing, Whose love is ever Lew. GOD IN REDEMPTION. 183 2 Endless scenes of wonder rise, With that mysterious tree, Crucified before our eyes, Where we our Maker see : Jesus, Lord, what hast thou done 1 Publish we the death divine, Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own Was never love like thine ! 3 Never love nor sorrow was Like that my Jesus show'd ; See him stretch'd on yonder cross, And crush'd beneath our load ! Now discern the Deity, Now his heavenly birth declare ! Faith cries out, " 'Tis he, 'tis he, My God that suffers there !" THE ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 201 Archdale—v. 6.] C. M. FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies : Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power : Their motions speak thy skill : And on the wings of every hour We read thy patience still. 2 Part of thy name divinely stands, On all thy creatures writ, They show the labour of thy hands, Or impress of thy feet : i ©4£ THE ATTRIBUTES But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms : 3 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone. The justice or the grace ; Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains : Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 4 O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Who sweetly all agree To save a world of sinners lost, Eternal glory be. 202 Roberts— p. 158.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s* WHEN Israel out of Egypt came, And left the proud oppressor's land, Supported by the great I AM, Safe in the hollow of his hand ! The Lord in Israel reign'd alone, And Judah was his favourite throne. 2 The sea beheld his power, and fled, Disparted by the wondrous rod ; Jordan ran backward to its head, And Sinai felt th' incumbent God : The mountains skipp'd like frighten'd rams, The hills leap'd after them as lambs. 3 What ail'd thee, thou trembling sea 1 What horror tum'd the river back 1 OF GOD. 185 Was nature's God displeased with thee 1 And why should hills or mountains shake ? Ye mountains huge, that skipp'd like rams 1 Ye hills, that leap'd as frighten'd lambs 1 4 Earth, tremble on, with all thy sons, In presence of thy awful Lord, Whose power inverted nature owns, Her only law his sovereign word : He shakes the centre with his rod, And heaven bows down to Jacob's God. 5 Creation, varied by his hand, Th' omnipotent Jehovah knows ! The sea is turn'd to solid land, The rock into a fountain flows : And all things, as they change, proclaim, The Lord eternally the same. 203 Coronation— -p. 28.] C. M. ETERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise, Thee the creation sings : With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. S Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky, How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly die, And starr'd with sparkling gold. 3 There thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circles ran : There the pale planet rules the night ; The day obeys the sun. 4 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes On clouds and storms below ; Those under regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. 5 The noisy winds stand ready there, Thy orders to obey, 186 THE ATTRIBUTES With sounding wings they sweep the air, To make thy chariot way. 6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy thunder shakes our coast ; While the red lightnings wave along The banners of thy host. 7 On the thin air, without a prop, Hang fruitful showers around ; At thy command they sink and drop Their fatness on the ground. 8 Lo ! here thy wondrous skill arrays The earth in cheerful green ; A thousand herbs thy art displays, A thousand flowers between. 9 There the rough mountains of the deep Obey thy strong command ; Thy breath can raise the billows steep, Or sink them to the sand. 10 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wond'ring sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. 11 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through thy works abroad : Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder God ! 12 But the mild glories of thy grace Our softer passions move : Pity divine in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love. 204 Majesty— -p. 49.] C. M. PRAISE ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs That fill the worlds above ; Praise him who form'd you of his fires, And feeds you with his love. OF GOD. 187 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies, The floor of his abode : Dr veil in shades your thousand eyes, Before your brighter God. 3 Thou restless globe of golden light, Whose beams create our days, Join with the'silver queen of night, To own your borrow'd rays. 4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud Through the ethereal blue ; For when his chariot is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms, The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms, And speak his awful hand. 6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, In your eternal roar : Let wave to wave resound his praise ; And shore reply to shore. 7 While monsters sporting on the flood, In scaly silver shine, Speak terribly their Maker, God, And lash the foaming brine. 8 But gentler things shall tune his name To softer notes than these : Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream, Or whisp'ring through the trees. 9 Wave yjm tall heads, ye lofty pines, To Him that bids you grow ; Sweet clusters, bend the fruitful vines On every thankful bough. 10 Let the shrill birds his honours raise, And climb the morning sky ; 188 THE ATTRIBUTES While grov'ling beasts attempt his praise, In hoarser harmony. 1 1 Thus while the meaner creatures sing, Ye mortals take the sound ; Echo the glories of your King Through all the nations round. 205 St. Helen's— p. 177.] 2d P.M. 6 lines 8a. OGOD, of good th' unfathom'd sea ! Who would not give his heart to thee 1 Who would not love thee with his might 1 O Jesus, lover of mankind ! Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to thee unite 1 2 Thou shin' st with everlasting rays ; Before th' insufferable blaze, Angels with both wings veil their eyes ; Yet, free as air thy bounty streams, On all thy works, thy mercy's beams, Diffusive as thy sun's, arise. 3 Astonish'd at thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars bow ; Terrible majesty is thine ! Who then can that vast love express Which bows thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure, still Thou sweetly orderest all that is : And yet thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 5 Fountain of good ! all blessing flows From thee ; no want thy fulness knows : What but thyself canst thou desire ] OF GOD. 189 Yes ; self-sufficient as thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless heart ; This, only this, dost thou require. 6 Primeval beauty ! in thy sight The first-born fairest sons of light See all their brightest glories fade : What then to me thine eyes could turn 1 In sin conceived, of woman born, A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade ! 7 Hell's armies tremble at thy nod, And, trembling, own th' almighty God, Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky ! v But who is this that comes from far, Whose garments roll'd in blood appear 1 'Tis God made man, for man to die ! 8 O God, of good th' unfathom'd sea ! Who would not give his heart to thee 1 Who would not love thee with his might! O Jesus, lover of mankind, Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to thee unite 1 206 Litchfield— p. 11.] CM. HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God in persons three ; Of thee we make our joyful boast, And homage pay to thee. 2 Present alike in every place, Thy Godhead we adore : Beyond the bounds of time and space Thou dwell'st for evermore. 3 In wisdom infinite thou art, Thine eye doth all things see ; And every thought of every heart Is fully known to thee. 190 THE ATTRIBUTES 4 Whate'er thou wilt, in earth below, Thou dost in heaven above ; But chiefly we rejoice to know Th' almighty God of love. 5 Thou lov'st whate'er thy hands have made, Thy goodness we rehearse, In shining characters display'd Throughout our universe. 6 Mercy, with love, and endless grace, O'er all thy works doth reign : But mostly thou delight'st to bless Thy favourite creature man. 7 Wherefore let every creature give To thee the praise design'd ; But chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, The hearts of all mankind. 207 Park-street— p. 97.] L. M. FIRST PART. OGOD, thou bottomless abyss ! Thee to perfection who can know 1 O height immense ! what words suffice Thy countless attributes to show 1 Unfathomable depths thou art ! O plunge me in thy mercy's sea ! Void of true wisdom is my heart ; With love embrace and cover me ! While thee, all infinite, I set By faith, before my ravish'd eye ; My weakness bends beneath the weight, O'erpower'd I sink, I faint, I die. 2 Eternity thy fountain was, Which, like thee, no beginning knew ; Thou wast ere time began its race, Ere glow'd with stars th' ethereal blue. OP GOD. 191 Greatness unspeakable is thine, Greatness, whose undiminish'd ray, When short-lived worlds are lost, shall shine, When earth and heaven are fled away : Unchangeable, all perfect Lord, Essential life's unbounded sea ; What lives and moves, lives by thy word ; It lives and moves, and is from thee ! 3 Thy parent hand, thy forming skill, Firm fix'd this universal chain : Else empty, barren darkness still Had held his unmolested reign. Whate'er in earth, or sea, or sky, Or shuns or meets the wand'ring thought, Escapes or strikes the searching eye, By thee was to perfection brought ! High is thy power above all height, Whate'er thy will decrees is done ; Thy wisdom, equal to thy might, Only to thee, God, is known ! 4 Heaven's glory is thy awful throne, Yet earth partakes thy gracious sway : Vain man ! thy wisdom folly own, Lost is thy reason's feeble ray. What our dim eye could never see Is plain and naked to thy sight ; What thickest darkness veils, to thee Shines clearly as the morning light. In light thou dwelPst ; light, that no shade, No variation ever knew, Heaven, earth, and hell stand all display'd And open to thy piercing view. Job p. 103.] SECOND PART. THOU, true and only God, lead'st forth Th' immortal armies of the sky : 192 THE ATTRIBUTES Thou laugh'st to scorn the gods of earth ; Thou thund'rest, and amazed they fly ! With downcast eye th' angelic choir Appear before thy awful face ; Trembling, they strike the golden lyre, And thro' heaven's vault resound thy praise In earth, in heaven, in all thou art : The conscious creature feels thy nod, Thy forming hand on every part Impress'd the image of its God. 2 Thine, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone ! Justice and truth before thee stand : Yet nearer to thy sacred throne Mercy withholds thy lifted hand. Each evening shows thy tender love, Each rising morn thy plenteous grace : Thy waken'd wrath does slowly move, Thy willing mercy flies apace ! To fliy benign, indulgent eare, Father, this light, this breath we owe ; And all we have, and all we are, From thee, great Source of being, flow. 3 Parent of good ! thy bounteous hand Incessant blessings now distils ; And all in air, or sea, or land, With plenteous food and gladness fills. All things in thee live, move, and are, Thy power infused doth all sustain : E'en those thy daily favours share Who thankless spurn thy easy reign. Thy sun thou bidst his genial ray Alike on all impartial pour ; On all who hate or bless thy sway, Thou bidst descend the fruitful shower. 4 Yet, while at length, who scorn'd thy might, Shall feel thee a consuming fire : OF GOD. 193 How sweet the joys, the crown how bright, Of those who to thy love aspire ! All creatures praise th' eternal name ! Ye hosts that to his court belong, Cherubic choirs, seraphic flames, Awake the everlasting song ! Thrice holy ! thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is thine ; And when created nature dies, Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 208 Amsterdam- V .272.] llthP.M.76,76,77,76. GLORIOUS God, accept a heart That pants to sing thy praise ; Thou without beginning art, And without end of days : Thou, a spirit invisible, Dost to none thy fulness show ; None thy majesty can tell, Or all thy Godhead know. 2 All thine attributes we own, Thy wisdom, power, and might : Happy in thyself alone, In goodness infinite ; Thou thy goodness hast display'd, On thine every work impress'd ; Lov'st whate'er thy hands have made, But man thou l: T7 'st the best. 3 Willing thou that all should know Thy saving truth and live ; Dost to each, or bliss or wo, With strictest justice give : Thou with perfect righteousness Renderest every man his due ; Faithful in thy promises, And in thy threat'nings too. 13 H c 194 THE ATTRIBUTES 4 Thou art merciful to all Who truly turn to thee ! Hear me then for pardon call, And show thy grace to me : Me, through mercy reconciled, Me, for Jesus' sake forgiven ; Me receive, thy favour'd child, To sing thy praise in heaven. 209 Atlantic— -p. 105.] L. M. [OLY as thou, Lord, is none ! Thy holiness is all thy own ; A drop of that unbounded sea Is ours, a drop derived from thee. 2 And when thy purity we share, Thy only glory we declare ; And humbled into nothing, own Holy and pure is God alone. 3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, By all thy heavenly hosts adored ; Let all on earth bow down to thee, And own thy peerless majesty : 4 Thy power unparallel'd confess, Establish'd on the Rock of peace ; The Rock that never shall remove, The Rock of pure, almighty love. 210 Siloam-v. 275.] 12th P.M. 76,76,78,7a ^HOU, the great, eternal God, Art high above our thought I Worthy to be fear'd, adored By all thy hands have wrought : None can with thyself compare, Thy glory fills both earth and sky : We, and all thy creatures, are As nothing in thine eye. T* OF GOD. 195 2 Of thy great, unbounded power, To thee the praise we give : Infinitely great, and more Than heart can e'er conceive : When thou wilt to work proceed, Thy purpose firm can none withstand, Frustrate thy determined deed, Or stay th' almighty hand. 3 Thou, O God, art wise alone ; Thy counsel doth excel ; Wonderful thy work we own, Thy ways unsearchable ; Who can sound the mystery, Thy judgments' deep abyss explain ; Thine, whose eyes in darkness see, And search the heart of man. 211 Nichols— p. 28.] C. M. BLEST be our everlasting Lord, Our Father, God, and King ! Thy sovereign goodness we record, Thy glorious power we sing. 2 By thee the victory is given : The majesty divine, And strength, and might, and earth, and heaven, And all therein is thine. 3 The kingdom, Lord, is thine alone, Who dost thy right maintain ; And high on thy eternal throne, O'er men and angels reign. 4 Riches, as seemeth good to thee, Thou dost, and honour, give ; And kings their power and dignity Out of thy hand receive. 5 Thou hast on us the grace bestow'd, Thy greatness to proclaim ; 196 THE ATTRIBUTES And therefore now we thank our God, And praise thy glorious name. 6 Thy glorious name, and nature's powers, Thou dost to us make known ; And all the Deity is ours, Through thy incarnate Son. 212 Canada— p. 89.] L. M. ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God ; Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 Thee while the first archangel sings, He hides his face behind his wings : And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do 1 We would adore our Maker too ! From sin and dust to thee we cry, The great, the holy, and the high ! 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name ; But O ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below : Be short our tunes ; our words be few ! A solemn reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. 213 Benevento—ip. 222.~\ 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God the Father, and the Word, God the Comforter, receive Blessings more than we can give ; OF GOD. 197 Mix'd with those beyond the sky, Chanters to the Lord most high, "We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing thy eternal praise. 2 One, inexplicably three, One, in simplest unity : God, incline thy gracious ear, Us thy lisping creatures hear : Thee while dust and ashes sings, Angels shrink within their wings ; Prostrate seraphim above Breathe unutterable love. 3 Happy they who never rest, With thy heavenly presence blest ! They the heights of glory see, Sound the depths of Deity : Fain with them our souls would vie ; Sink as low, and mount as high ; Fall, o'erwhelm'd with love, or soar, Shout, or silently adore ! 214 Bedford— -p. 10.] C. M. HAIL ! holy, holy, holy Lord ! Whom one in three we know ; By all thy heavenly host adored, By all thy church below. 2 One undivided Trinity, With triumph we proclaim ; Thy universe is full of thee, And speaks thy glorious name. 3 Thee, holy Father, we confess ; Thee, holy Son, adore : Thee, Spirit of truth and holiness, We worship evermore. 4 The incommunicable right, Almighty God, receive ! A: 198 THE ATTRIBUTES Which angel choirs, and saints in light, And saints embodied give. 5 Three persons equally divine We magnify and love : And both the choirs ere long shall join To sing thy praise above. 6 Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord, (Our heavenly song shall be,) Supreme, essential one adored In co-eternal three ! 215 Wilmington— -p. 12.] C. M. THOUSAND oracles divine . Their common beams unite ; That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright. 2 To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above ; And one thrice holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. 3 Triumphant host ! they never cease To laud and magnify The triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky. 4 Whose glory to this earth extends When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. 5 By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah, on his shining seat, Our Maker and our King. 6 But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our noblest strain ; C ( OF GOD. 199 The Father of celestial powers, The Friend of earth-born man ! 7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransom'd worms, look down, For heaven's superior praise ! 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us his crown resign'd ; That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind ! 216 Plym