A COLLECTION OF Spiritual Hymns, ADAPTED TO THE VARIOUS KI^DS OF CH^ISTIA^ WORSHIP, AND ESPECIALLY DESIGNED FOR THE USE OF THE BRETHREN IN CHRIST, KNOWN AS '"'River Brethren." COMPILED ACCORDING TO DIRECTIONS OF THE GENERAL CONFERENCE. SECOND EDITION. 'Sing unto the Lord a new sorg, and His prais? in the congregation of saints." — Psalm cxlix. LANCASTER, PA. 1876. m Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by JACOB M. ENGLE, in the office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. COMPILED BY Abraham M. Engle, Samuel Zook, Jacob M. Engle. Stereotyped and Printed by The Inquirer Printing and Publishing Co. Lancaster, Pa. PREFACE. The praise of God in spiritual songs ever lias been and ever will be an important element of Christian worship ; hence, the place occupied by the Book of Hymns in the Church is second only to that of the Bible. The importance of its office makes the neces- sity of careful arrangement and complete adaptation to all occasions plainly apparent ; and it was with a full consciousness of the importance of the work, and a prayerful trust in the Divine guidance, that the committee undertook and carried to completion the preparation of the present volume. Soon after the publication of the Brethren's Hymn- Book, in 1883, it became evident that the collection was too small, and did not give the expected satis- faction ; but it is hoped that this revised and enlarged edition will supply the former want. Inasmuch as each locality have their favorite hymns, such hymns were selected from the various contributions as the committee thought would give general satisfaction. The collection being thus materially enlarged, it should be considered that in many families the hymns are not only sung, but also read, studied and medi- tated upon; many persons who do not sing thus using the Hymn-Book more than those having the gift of 6ong. The work has grown upon us far beyond our ex- pectation; but no pains have been spared to secure IV PREFACE. from every proper source such material as might suit our purpose, aud to select therefrom what was best adapted to the wants of the Brotherhood. In this we have received from the Brethren, in different locali- ties, valuable aid in the form of selections of their choice hymns ; and to these, as to all who contri- buted their assistance to the work, the committee tender a thankf ul acknowledgment. Aware that their work shares the imperfection common to all human efforts, the committee still hope that it may possess sufficient merit to give gen- eral satisfaction. As the result of days and nights of anxious thought and prayerful labor, it passes from our hands into those of the Brethren and the Christian public, still followed by our prayer that God may bless it to the strengthening of His children, the spreading of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and the glory of His holy Name, both here and in that better world — " Where we, in nobler, sweeter songs, Shall sing His power to save ; w When these poor, lisping, stammering tongues Lie silent in the grave."-- METRICAL INDEX The figures indicate the number of syllables in each line. S. M. denotes Short Metre, containing 6,6.8,6 C. M. " Common Metre, " 8.6,8,6 L. M. " Long Metre. " 8^8,8.8 C. P. M. " Common Peculiar Metre, S.8,6,8,8,6 As. "Come on, my partners in distress." II. M. denotes Hallelujah Metre, 6,6,6,6,8,S As, "Blow ye the trumpet, blow." S. II. M. denotes Short Hallelujah Metre, 6,6,8,6,8,8 As, "Friend after friend departs." M. 7s. denotes Metre Sevens, 7,7,7,7 As, " Children of the heavenly King." P. M. Fs. Same as L. M., hut peculiar in accent, As, "How tedious and tasteless the hours." M. 6 lines 8s. Same as L. P. M., different in accent, As, "Come, O thou Traveler unknown." L. M. D. denotes Long Metre, double, 8.8,s, 8,8,8,8,8 As, ''He dies, the Friend of sinners dies." M. 8s & 7s. denotes A measure of ^7,8,7 As, " Come, thou Fount of every blessing." M. 8s, 7s & 4. A measure of 8,7.8,7,4,7 As, " Come, ye sinners, poor and needy." ^ M; 7s, & 6s, or, A measure of 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,0 } Reg.lambic, As,"FromGreenland'sicymount'ns." j M. 7s. 6s, or A measure of the same, ' 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6 / Iraeg.lanib. As."Droopingsouls,no longergrieve." M.6s&4s. A measure of 6,6,4,6,6,6,V As, "My country, 'tis of thee." M. 10s. denotes A measure of 10,10,10,10 As, " Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move." M. 10s & lis. A measure of 10,11,10,11 As, " O, tell me no more of this world's vain store." M. lis. denotesA measure of 11,11,11,11 As, " 1 would not live alway." &c. P. M. denotes Peculiar Metre, irregular in measure, As, " Saw ye my Saviour," containing 5,5,7,7,7,9 or, " O how happy are they," &c. " 6,6,9,6,6,9 or, "How precious is the name," " 6,6,6,3,6,6,6,6.6.3 or, '.' Beyond where Kedron's waters." 8,8,6,8,8 or, " P,e'hold,behold the Lamb of God, "8.6,8,6,8,8 8,6 or, "The Son, of man.they did betray ,"8,8,8,6,8,8,8,8.6 or, "Great God, what do 1 see and hear,"8,7,8,7,S,8,7 or same German, " fe> tft fleiuiijlid) an t>er .iJeit." V Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill http://archive.org/details/collectionofspirOObreth HYMNS. GOD— HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. i God manifested in his works. C] ~\T »• Rom. 1: 20. Kjm m " IS there a God? Yon rising sun In answer meet replies, Writes it in. name upon the earth, Proclaims it round the skies. 2 Is there a God ? Hark ! from on high His thunder shakes the poles ; I hear his voice in every wind, In every wave that rolls. 3 Is there a God? With sacred fear I upward turn my eyes ; "There is," each glitt'ring lamp of light — "There is," my soul replies. 4 If such convictions to my mind His works aloud impart, 0, let the wisdom of his word Inscribe them on my heart. 2 Holiness of God. f] \4 Isaiah 6: 3. u ' iU * HOLY and rev'rend is the name Of our eternal King; "Thrice holy Lord," the angels cry; "Thrice holy," let us sing. 2 The deepest rev'rence of the mind, Pay, my soul, to God ; Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart To his sublime 'abode. GOD, 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; A contrite heart shall please him more Than noblest forms of speech. 4 Thou, holy God, preserve my soul From all pollution free; The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see. 3 Faithfulness of God. T, IV f Heb. 6: 17, 18. lJ ' 1U ' YE humble saints proclaim abroad The honors of a faithful God ; How just and true are all his ways ! How much above your highest praise ! 2 True to his word, God gave his Son, To die for crimes which man had done ; Blest pledge ! he never will revoke A single promise he has spoke. 4 There is a God. CM. DENY it not ! There is a God- There is a Holy One ; The stars proclaim it all abroad, The planets and the sun. 2 His voice is heard in every clime, Wherever man has trod, And all his works proclaim and chime— " There is — there is a God." 3 The whisp'ring zephyr, and the winds That howling tempests send, And fiow'rs that bloom, and birds that sing, The glorious faith defend. 4 The brook that ripples on its way, And cascade roaring loud, In unison with conscience say — " There is— there is a God." 8 HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES. God's goodness and love. f] If Nahum 1:7. yjm iVI ' YE humble souls, approach 3'our God With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care; In him we live and move : But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; On this our hope relies ; A safe defense, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds with kind regard The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free- 6 Great God, to thine almighty love What honors shall we raise? Not all the raptur'd songs above Can render equal praise. C. M. LORD, all I amis known to thee In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, or to flee The notice of thine eye. Thy all surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, The secrets of my breast. 9 GOD, 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, Before they're forni'd within, And ere rny lips pronounce the word, Thou know'st the sense I mean. 4 wondrous knowledge! deep and high, Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms 1 lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sov'reign love. And the books were opened. n Af Rev. 20: 12. V" ALMIGHTY God, thy piercing eye, Strikes through the shades of night, And our most secret actions lie All open to thy sight. 2 There's not a sin that we commit, Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ, Against the Judgment Day. 3 And must the crimes that I have done Be read and published there? Be all exposed before the sun, While men and angels hear? 4 Lord, at thy feet ashamed I lie ; Upward I dare not look ; Pardon my sins before I die, And blot them from thy Book. 5 Remember all the dying pains That my Redeemer felt ; And let his blood wash out my stains, And answer for mv guilt. l(f HIS NAMES AND RELATIONS. S. M. MY soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great. Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 3 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel, He knows our feeble frame. 4 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweeps o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 5 But thy compassion. Lord, To endless years endure, And children's children ever find Thy word of promise sure. GOD— HIS NAMES AND RELATIONS. The Lord is our Shepherd. Q \f rsaim23. °* m ' THE Lord my Shepherd is; I shall be well suppli'd ; Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. II GOD, 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth myself reclaim, And guides me, in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there. 5 In sight of all my foes, Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. i r\ God all and in all Q M Psalm 73, 25. °: iH ' MY God, my life, mv love, To thee, to thee I call; I cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell ; 'Tis Paradise when thou art here, If thou depart 'tis hell. 3 The smilings of thy face, How amiable they are ! 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace, And no where else but there. 4 Not all the harps above, Can make a heav'nly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 5 Nor earth nor all the sky Can one delight afford, No, not one drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. 1?. HIS NAMES AND RELATIONS. 6 Thou art the sea of love Where all my pleasures roll, The circle where my passions move, And center of mv soul. 7 i God our dwelling place. C\ A/f Psalm 90: 1. KJ ' ■**• OUR God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come; Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home: 2 Under the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, " Return, ye sons of men! " All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood. With all their lives and cares, Are carried downward by the flood, And lost in foil' wing years. i Ci God our Father. f] "1U" - 1 * Matt. 6:9. ^' iVL * MY God! my Father! cheering name! 0, may I call thee mine ! Uive me with humble hope to claim A portion so divine. 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly ; What real harm can reach my soul Beneath my Father's eve ? 13 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, I calmly would resign ; For thou art just, and good, and wise — bend my will to thine ! 1 Q God our portion. C\ \f ■L ■> Psalm 119 : 57. ^* m * WHOM have we, Lord, in heav'n, but thee, And whom on earth beside? Where else for succor can we flee, Or in whose strength confide? 2 Thou art our portion here below, Our promis'd bliss above; Ne'er may our souls an object know So precious as thy love. 3 When heart and flesh, Lord, shall fail, Thou wilt our spirits cheer, Support us through life's thorny vale, And calm each anxious fear. 4 Yes, thou shalt be our guide through life, And help and strength supplj 7 ; Sustain us in death's fearful strife, And welcome us on high. GOD IN CREATION. HThe heavens declare the glory of God. T M Psalm 19 : 1. *■* iVL ' THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unweari'd sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r display, And shows his power to every land, The work of an almighty hand. 14 IN CREATION. 3 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 4 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found: 5 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine! 1 5 Man's Creation and Innocency. C. M. JEHOVAH'S image brightly shone In Eden's lovely pair, And oft, before his gracious throne, They bowed in praise and prayer. 2 With rectitude, as with a robe, Their spotless souls were dressed; With peace abounding, and with joy, They were divinely blessed. 3 No self-reproach, no slavish dread Disturbed their peace within ; No frowning storm their path o'erspread, While undefiled with sin. I Thus souls renewed by saving grace, — Whose sins have been forgiven, Behold the smiles of Jesus' face, And feel an inward heaven. 15 GOD IN PROVIDENCE. 1 £ "The Lord will provide." 1 0« Xr 1 1 q 10 Genesis 22:14. iUb & XLS ' r P HOUGH troubles assail and dangers affright, 1 Though friends should all fail, and foes all unite, Yet one tiling secures us, whatever betide, The Scripture assures us, " The Lord will provide." 2 The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed; From them let us learn, to trust for our bread : His saints, what is fitting, shall ne'er be denied, So long as 't is written, "The Lord will provide." 3 His call we obey, like Abrah'm of old— Not knowing our waj&; but faith makes us bold ; For though we are strangers, we have a sure guide. And trust in all dangers, " The Lord will provide." 4 When Satan appears to shut up our path. And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith ; He cannot take from us, though oft he has tried, This heart-cheering promise, '• The Lord will pro- vide." 5 He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain— The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; But when such suggestions our graces have tried, This answers all questions, "The Lord will provide." 6 No strength of our own, or goodness we ciaim ; Yet since we have known the Saviour's great name, In this, our strong tower, for safety we hide : The Lord is our power, " The Lord will provide." 7 When life sinks apace, and death is in view, The word of his grace shall comfort us through ; Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side, We hope to die shouting, '• The Lord will provide.' 1 ry The Mystery of Providence. c M I » Psalm 73. °* m ' SURE, there's a righteous God, • Nor is religion vain ; Though men of vice may boast aloud And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise. And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, In robes of honor shine. 16 IN PROVIDENCE. 3 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought, To learn thy justice thence. 4 Thy word, with light and pow'r, Did my mistake amend; I viewed the sinners' life before, But here I learn their end. 5 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go ! And 0, that dreadful fiery deep, That waits their fall below ! I Q Thy judgments are a greed deep. f] AT L° Psalm 3(i: 6. ^' ™* r] OD moves in a mysterious way, VJT His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, Ami works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour: The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. (2) 17 WOESHIP AND PRAISE. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 1 9 Confidence in God's government. G. M. IINCE all the varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, O ! who so wise to choose our lot, Or to appoint our ways? s ] Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies; Afflictions from his sovereign hand Are blessings in disguise. Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind? To his unerring gracious will Be every wish resigned. In thy fair book of life divine, My" God, inscribe my name; There let it fill some humble place Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. WOESHIP AND PEAISE— PUBLIC WORSHIP. 20 Going to Church. 0. M HOW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day." I love her gates, I love the road ; The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 18 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest! With holy gifts and heavenly grace . Be her attendants blest! 5 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God my Saviour reigns. 2 1 Wailing on God. 0. M. DEAR brethren, come, draw near to God, With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, supremely good, And just are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care ; In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. cicy How amiable are thy tabernacles. T, TU[ ^ Psalm 84: 1. ±J ' 1VJ - LORD, what a heav'n of saving grace, Shines through the beauties of thy face, And lights our passions to a flame ! Lord, how we love the charming name! 2 When I can say my God is mine, AVhen I can feel thy glories shine, I tread the world beneath my feet, And all that earth calls good or great. 19 WORSHIP AND PEAISE. -er While such a scene of sacred joys Our raptur'd eyes and soul employs, Here we could sit and gaze away A long, an everlasting day! 4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night, To the fair coasts of perfect light; Then shall our joyful senses rove O'er the dear object of our love. 5 Send comforts down from thy right hand, While we pass through this barren land ; And in thy temple let us see A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. OQ The communion of spirits in worship. T, ~\X ^° 1 Cor. 5: 4. ■ u ' XVi " BE still ! be still ! for all around, On either hand, is holy ground, Here in his house, the Lord to-day Will listen, while his people pray. 2 Thou, tossed upon the waves of care, Ready to sink with deep despair, Here ask relief, with heart sincere, And thou shalt. find that God is here. 3 Thou who hast laid within the grave, Those whom thou hadst no power to save, Now to the mercy-seat draw near, With all thy woes, for God is here. 4 Thou who hast dear ones far away, In foreign lands, 'mid ocean's spray, Pray for them now, and dry the tear, And trust the God who listens here. 5 Thou who art mourning o'er thy sin, Deploring guilt that reigns within, The God of peace is ever near ; The troubled spirit meets him here. 20 PUBLIC WORSHIP. C)i Worthy is the Lamb. Q y^ XvCV* * J. — . BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The Church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 These are the pray'rs of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise: Jesus is kind to our complaints, He loves to hear our praise. 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast set the pris'ners free — Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. 25 The loveliness of Christ. 0. M. COME, heav'nly love, inspire my song, With thy immortal flame ; And teach my heart and teach my tongue The Saviour's lovely name. 2 The Saviour! what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 3 Here pardon, life and joys divine, In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels, lost in sin, And doomed to dreadful woe. 4 God's only Son — stupendous grace ! — Forsook his throne above, And swift to save our wretched race, He flew on wings of love. 21 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 5 0, the rich depths of love divine, Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine. I cannot wish for more. O ft Praise for mercies. C< M Z0 Psalm 103. b - M - BLESS the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim ; And all that is within me, join To bless his holy name. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind ; Forget not all his benefits — The Lord to thee is kind. 3 He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 The Lord forgives thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 5 Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole; Whose loving kindness crowns thy days ; O bless the Lord, my soul ! 27 The Fount of Blessing. 8s & 7s. COME, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it Mount of thv redeeming love. 22 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer; Hither by thy help I'm come ; &nd I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home: Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. 3 0, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let thy goodness, like a fetter. Bind my wandering heart to thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; 'Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart ; Lord, take and seal it ; Seal it from thy courts above. o Q The song of the Lamb. C] TV/T *0 K ev. 15: 3. yj - m THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, We love to hear of thee ; No music's like thy charming name, Nor half so sweet can be. 2 may we ever hear thy voice, In mercy to us speak ; And in our Priest we will rejoice, Thou great Melchisedek. 3 Our Saviour shall be still our theme, While in this world we stay ; We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, When all things else decay. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all the favor'd throng, ■ Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be our song. 23 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. O Q Praise the Lord, all ye nations. T . \f * J Psalm 117. 1Jm m ' FROM all who dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise, Let the Redeemer's name he sung Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truths attend thy word; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till sun shall rise and set no more. 3 Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; In songs of praise divinely sing ; The great salvation loud proclaim, And shout for joy the Saviour's name. 4 In ev'ry land begin the song ; To ev'ry land the strains belong ; In cheerful sounds all voices raise, And fill the world with loudest praise. on The unspeakable gift. T. IV f 3U 2 Cor. 9 : 45. ■** 1U * COME, worship at Emmanuel's feet ; Behold in him what wonders meet ! Words are too feeble to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. 2 He is the Head — each member lives, And owns the vital power he gives; The saints below, and saints above, Joined by his Spirit and his love. • 3 He is the Vine — his heav'nly root Supplies each branch with life and fruit; ! may a lasting union join My soul to Christ, the living Vine. 4 He is the Rock — how firm he proves! The Rock of Ages never moves ; But the sweet streams that from him flow, Attend us all the journey through. 24 PUBLIC WORSlIli*. 5 Yet faintly to us mortals here, His glory, grace, and worth appear; His beauties we shall clearly trace, When we behold him face to face. 31 Heaven begun on earth. o. M. COME ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing That never knew our God ; But servants of the heav'nly king May speak their joys abroad. 3. The men of grace have found, Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. 4 Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry ; We're marching on Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. 32 Gratitude. C. M. WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 TJnnumber'd comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. ' 3 When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man. 25 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A grateful song I'll raise ; But 0, eternity's too short, To utter all thy praise ! Q Q Unto him that loved vs. H M ♦>«5 Rev. 1:5. V* XV1 * THERE is a name I love to hear ; I love to sing its worth ; It sounds like music in mine ear, The sweetest name on earth. 2 It tells me of a Saviour's love, Who died to set me free ; It tells me of his precious blood The sinner's perfect plea. 3 It tells of One whose loving heart Can feel my smallest woe: Who in each sorrow bears a part That none can bear below. 4 Jesus ! the name I love so well, The name I love to hear ! No saint on earth its worth can tell, No heart conceive how dear. 5 This name shall shed its fragrance still Along this thorny road — Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill That leads me up to God : 26 PUBLIC WOESHIP. 6 And there, with all the blood-bonght throng, From sin and sorrow free, I'll sing the new eternal song Of Jesus' love to me. 34 Praise to the Redeemer. \j. M FOE, a thousand tongues ! to sing My great Kedeemer's praise; The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace. 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim, — To spread, through all the earth abroad, The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus ! — the name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of inbred sin, He sets the pris'ner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood avail'd for me. 5 Had I ten thousand thousand tongues, Not one should silent be ; Had I ten thousand thousand hearts, I'd give them all to thee. Q K Thy loving kindness is better than life. T , M OO Psalm 63 : 3. ■"■ iVJ - AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, _ And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness, how free ! 2 He saw me ruin'd by the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; He sav'd me from my lost estate, His loving kindness, how great I 27 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving kindness, how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, ■ Has gather'd thick and thuuder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving kindness, O how good! o a Blessed are they that divell ir. thy house. T . l\f 30 Psalru84: 4. XJm m * HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of thy saints. 2 My soul would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee ! 3 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their Helper, God. orr The song of Moses and the Lamb. Q \jf S# Rev. 16: 3. °* iVi ' AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake every heart, and every tongue* To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love : Sing of his rising power ; Sing how he intercedes above For us, whose sins he bore. 28 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 3 Sing, till we feel our heart Ascending with our tongue ; Sing, till the love of sin depart, And grace inspire our song. 4 Sing on your heav'nly way, Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, th' eternal King. 5 Soon shall we hear him say, " Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away, To our eternal home. 38 Zion's joyful travelers. M. 7s- nHILDREN of the heav'nly King, \J As we journey let us sing — Sing our Saviour's worthy praise: Glorious in his works and ways ! 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way our fathers trod ; They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 ye banish'd seed, be glad ! Christ oar advocate is made ; Us to save, our flesh assumes/ Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand, On the borders of our land — Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids us undismay'd go on. 5 Lord! obediently we'll go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee I 29 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 39 The blest hour of worship. Li. M. BLEST hour when mortal man retires To hold communion with his God, To send to heav'n his warm desires, And listen to the sacred word. 2 Blest hour when earthly cares resign Their empire o'er his anxious breast, While all around the calm divine Proclaims the holy day of rest. 3 Blest hour when God himself draws nigh, Well pleas'd his people's voice to hear, To hush the penitential sigh, And wipe away the mourner's tear. •4 Blest hour, for where the Lord resorts — Foretastes of future bliss are giv'n, And mortals find his earthly courts The house of God, the gate of heav'n. Af\ Grateful adoration. T, ltf 4 U rsalm 100. "^ 1V± - BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay and form'd us men ; And when, like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, — Our souls and all our mortal frame; What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs High as the heav'ns our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 30 OPENING HYMNS. 5 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. OPENING HYMNS. 41 8 & 7. BRETHREN, we have met to worship, And adore the Lord our God, Will you pray in faith with fervor, While we strive to preach the word? All is vain, unless the Spirit Of the Holy One comes down ; Brethren, pray, and holy manna Will be showered all around. 2 Brethren, don't you see poor sinners Slumb'ring on the brink of woe; Death is coming, hell is moving, Can you bear to see them go ? There are fathers, there are mothers, And their children sinking down, &c. 3 Brethren, there's the poor backslider, Who was once near heaven's door, But, alas! he's sold his Saviour, And is worse than e'er before ; But the Saviour proffers pardon, If he will repent and turn, &c. 4 Sisters, will you join and help us? (Moses' sister helped him ;) Will you seek the trembling mourner, Who is lab'ring hard with sin ? Tell them all about the Saviour, Tell them that he will be found. Sisters, &c. 31 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 5 Let us love our Lord supremely; Let us love each other too; Let us strengthen one another, Till our Lord makes all things new, And when we get home to heaven, At his table we'll sit down ; Christ will gird himself, and serve us With sweet manna all around. 42 A blessing asked for. C. M. ONCE more we lift our hearts to God, Once more his blessing ask; O may not duty seem a load, Nor worship prove a task ! 2 Father, thy quickening Spirit send From heaven, in Jesus' name; To make our waiting minds attend, And put our souls in frame. 3 May we receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart; And keep the precious treasure there, And never with it part. 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, To each thy blessing suit ; And let the seed thy servant sows Produce a plenteous fruit. r 43 Spiritual Improvement. M. 8s, 7s & 4 N thy name, O Lord, assembling, We, thy children, now draw near; Teach us to rejoice with trembling; Speak, and let thy servants hear, — Hear with meekness,— Hear thy word with godly fear. 32 OPENING HYMNS. 2 While our days on earth are length en'd, May we give them, Lord, to thee ; Cheered by hope, and daily strengthen'd, We would run, nor weary be, Till thy glory, Without clouds, in heaven we see. 3 There, in worship purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore, Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before, — Full enjoyment, — Holy bliss, for evermore. 44 Prayer for minister and people. OS, /S & 4. DEAREST Saviour, help thy servant To proclaim thy wondrous love! Pour thy grace upon this people, That they may thy love approve: Bless, bless* them, From thy shining courts above. 2 Now thy gracious word invites them To partake the gospel-feast; Let thy Spirit sweetly draw them; Ev'ry soul be Jesus' guest! O receive us, Let us find thy promis'd rest. A K Take heed, therefore, how ye hear. T, TM" ***> Luke 8 : 18. XJ ' 1V1 ■ THY presence, gracious God. afford ; Prepare us to receive thy word ; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixed with what we hear. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above; With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread. (3) 33 WOESHIP AND PRAISE. 3 To us thy sacred word apply, With sov'reign pow'r and energy, And may we, in thy faith and fear Reduce to practice what we hear. 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; Teach us to know and do thy will; Thy saving-pow'r and love display, And guide us to the realms of day. a a There am t. T. M 40 Matt, 18: 20. U ' M « WHERE two or three, with sweet accord, Obedient to their sov'reign Lord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, And offer solemn pray'r and praise : 2 "There," said the Saviour, "will I be, Amid this little company; To them unvail my smiling face, And shed my glories round the place." 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, Relying on thy faithful word; Now send thy Spirit from above, Now fill our hearts with heav'nly love. 47 Prayer for the Success of the Word. C. M. COME, O thou all victorious Lord, Thy pow'r to us make known, Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break these hearts of stone. 2 Speak with the voice w r hich wakes the dead, And bids the sleeper rise, And let each guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 3 To them a sense of guilt impart, And then remove the load, Quicken, and wash the troubled heart In thine atoning blood. 34 CLOSING HYMNS. 4 Their desp'rate state through sin declare And speak their sins forgiv'n ; By daily growth in grace prepare, Then take them up to heav'n. 48 Humble Bequest. P.M. 7, 7, 7, 7. 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? 2 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee, here we stay ; Lord, we cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow. 3 Send some message from thy word That may joy and peace afford; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return; Those who are cast down, lift up; Make them strong in faith and hope. 5 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free, Let us all rejoice in thee. CLOSING HYMNS. ac\ The Lord bless thee and keep thee. T, \f *y Num. G: 21. U ' AL ' ERE to the world again we go, Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, Thy grace, once more, God, we crave, From folly and from sin to save. 35 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 2 May the great truths we here have heard, The lessons of thy holy word — Dwell in onr inmost bosoms deep, And all our souls from error keep. 3 O, may the influ'nce of this day Long as our mem'ry with us stay, And as an angel guardian prove, To guide us to our home above. 50 For the fulness of peace and joy. 8 7 & 4. LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace! Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; refresh us, etc., Trav'ling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ! Ever faithful, etc., To the truth may we be found ! 51 AL the close of meeting. fe. M. |NCE more, before we part, We'll bless the Saviour's name ; Record his mercies, ev'ry heart ; Sing ev'ry tongue, the same. 2 Hoard up his sacred word, And feed thereon and grow ; Go on, and seek to know the Lord, And practice what you know. 3 And if we meet no more On Zion's earthly ground, may we reach that blissful state Where all thv saints arc found. 36 : CLOSING HYMNS. 52 At the close of meeting. L. M. DISMISS us from the house of pray'r, With blessings such as mortals need, And make our souls thy constant care, Till we from evil shall be freed. 2 And if we never meet again, Till we our .Lord appearing see, O may we all with Jesus reign, And always with our Saviour be ! K o It is good that the heart be established. Q "Vf 03 Heb.13: 9. °' iVJ " LORD, at this closing hour, Establish ev'ry heart Upon thy word of truth and pow'r, To keep us when we part. 2 Peace to our brethren give ; Fill all our hearts with love ; In faith and patience may we live, And seek our rest above. 3 Through changes, bright or drear, We would thy will pursue ; And toil to spread thy kingdom here, Till we its glory view. 4 To God, the Only Wise, In every age ador'd, Let glory from the church arise Through Jesus Christ our Lord. 54 Keep them from theevil.^ ^ f s & ^ &OD of our salvation, hear us ;; Bless, bless us, ere we go| When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow : Saviour, keep us — Keep us safe from ev'ry foe. 37 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 2 May we live in view of heav'n, Where we hope to see thy face ; Save as from unhallow'd leaven, All that might obscure thy grace; Keep us walking Each in his appointed place. 3 As our steps are drawing nearer To the place we call our home, May our view of heav'n grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come ; And, when dying, May thy presence cheer the gloom. 55 A prayer for success. 1A. M. ON what has now been sown, Thy blessing, Lord, bestow : The power is thine alone To make it spring and grow ; Do thou the gracious harvest raise, And thou alone shalt have the praise. Ka Apostolic Benediction. Qq Xr 7 Our faithful, unchangeable friend; Whose love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows measure nor end. 2 'T is Jesus, the first and the last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. SOCIAL WOESHIP. KQ - Retirement and prayer. C] M J ^ Luke 6: 12. w * 1VJ - I LOVE to steal awhile away From ev'ry cumb'ring care ; And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful pray'r. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear; And all his promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore: And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heav'n ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driv'n. 39 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour. And lead to endless day. (30 Advantages of secret prayer. lis. MY closet, ray temple, my social retreat, It's there, with ray Saviour in concert I meet ; Mow many the objects inviting me there, To pour out my soul in the order of pray'r. 2 When shades of great darkness come over my heart And I fear that my God is about to depart, I come to my closet and find him still tliere, His hands fiU'd with blessings in answer to pray'r. 3 I bless the glad day when his grace I first felt, His mercy then sav T d me and cancel'd ray guilt ; 1 will visit my closet, and never despair — It was there my Redeemer first answer'd my pray'r. 4 My Saviour is found in all places below ; His mercy abounds and his grace overflows : A temple, a closet, I find ev'ry-where, And Jesus is waiting to bless me in pray'r. G 1 Importunity in prayer. o. M. THE Lord, who truly knows The heart of every saint, Invites us by his holy word, To pray and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear ! We never plead in vain ; Yet we must wait till he appear, And pray and pray again. 3 'Twas thus a widow poor, Without support or friend, Beset the unjust judge's door, And gained at last her end. 4 And shall not Jesus hear His chosen, when they cry? Yes, though he may a while forbear, He'll not their suit deny. 40 SOCIAL WORSHIP. uVearjiess to God. CM. COULD I find, from day to day, A nearness to my Lord ! Then should my hours glide sweet away, While leaning on his word. 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day — In joys the world can never give, And never take away. 3 0, Jesus, come and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my flesh dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 63 God is present every-where. IS. THEY who seek the throne of grace Find that throne in ev'ry place ; If we live a life of pray'r, God is present ev'ry-where. 2 In our sickness and our health, In our want, or in our wealth, If we look to God in pray'r, God is present ev'ry-where. 3 When our earthly comforts fail, When the woes of life prevail, 'T is the time for earnest pray'r; God is present ev'ry-where. 4 Then, my soul, in ev'ry strait, To thy Father come, and wait ; He will answer ev'ry pray'r: God is present ev'rv-wiiere. 41 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. £A We took sweet counsel together. ft i\f Psalm 55: 14. u - xVi - OIT is joy in one to meet Whom one communion blends, Council to hold in converse sweet, And talk as Christian friends. 2 'T is joy to think the angel train, Who 'mid heaven's temple shine, To seek our earthly temples deign, And in our anthems join. 3 But chief t is joy to think that he, To whom his church is dear, Delights her gather'd flock to see, Her joint devotions hear. 4 Then who would choose to walk abroad, While here such joys are given? "This is indeed the house of God, And this the gate of heaven !" 55 Sweet hour of prayer. _L. M. SWEET hour of pray'r! sweet hour of pray 'r! That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known ; In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief; And oft escap'd the tempter's snare By thy return, sweet hour of pray'r. 2 Sweet hour of pray'r ! sweet hour of pray'r ! Thy wings shall my petition bear, To him whose truth and faithfulness, Engage the waiting soul to bless ; And since he bids me seek his face, Believe his word and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my ev'ry care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r ! 42 THE LORD S DAY. 3 Sweet hour of pray'r ! sweet hour of pray'r! May I thv consolation share ; Till", from Mount Pisgah's lofty hight, 1 view my home, and take my flight : This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize ; And shout while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of pray'r. C(l The influences of the spirit desired. f] \/t uu Acts 2: 2. w ' XVL - SPIRIT Divine! attend our pray'r, And make this house thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious pow'r, ! come, Great Spirit, come ! 2 Come as the light; to us reveal Oar emptiness and woe ; And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame ; L?t our whole souls an off'ring be To our Redeemer's name. THE LORD'S DAY. 67 Blessings of the Sabbath. C. M. THIS is the day the Lord hath made ; He calls the hours his own ; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround his throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell; To-day the saints his triumphs spread, And all his wonders tell. 43 WOKSHIP AND PRAISE. 3 JEosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son ! Help us, Lord — descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men, With messages of grace ; "Who comes, in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna ! in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. f*Q As it began to dawn. T. TV/T OO Matt. 28: 1. 1Jm m " MY op'ning eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day ; My thoughts, God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. 2 I yield my heart to thee alone, Nor would receive another guest : Eternal King, erect thy throne, And reign sole monarch in my breast. 3 bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away ; Nor let me feel one vain desire, One sinful thought, through all the day. 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. 69 Welcome, sweet day of rest. o. M. WELCOME, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise : "Welcome to this reviving breast And these rejoicing eyes. 44 THE LORD S DAY. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amid the place Where Christ, my Lord, has been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasure and of sin. 4 My willing soul would stay En such a frame as this, Till call'd to rise and soar away To everlasting bliss. 70 A solemn review. OS. THE light of Sabbath eve Is fading fast away ; What record will it leave, To crown the closing day ? Is it a Sabbath spent, Of fruitless time destroy'd ; Or have these moments lent, Been sacredly employed ? 2 How dreadful and how drear, In yon dark world of pain, Will Sabbaths lost appear, That cannot come again ! Then, in that hopeless place, The wretched soul will say " I had those hours of grace, But cast them all away." 3. To waste these Sabbath hours, 0, may we never dare ; Nor taint with thoughts of ours, These sacred days of pray'r : 45 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. But may our Sabbaths here Inspire our hearts with love ; And prove a foretaste clear Of that sweet rest above. ri i It is a good thing to give thanks, etc. T, TV r •1 Psalm 92: 1. lj ' 1VJ " SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp, of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word ; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd or wish'd below ; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 72 The Sabbath a delight. 8s. WE bless thee for this sacred day. Thou who hast ev'ry blessing giv'n — Which sends the dreams of earth away, And yields a glimpse of op'ning heav'n. 2 Rich day of holy, thougtful rest! May we improve thy calm repose, And, in God's service truly blest, Forget the world, its joys, its woes. 46 TITE LORDS DAY. 3 Lord! may thy truth upon the heart Now fall and dwell as heav'nly dew, And flow'rs of grace in freshness start Where once the weeds of error grew. 4 May pray'r now lift her sacred wings, Contented with that aim. alone Which bears her to the King of kings, And rests her at his shelt'ring throne. 170 There remaineth a rest, etc. T. ~\J[ 1 <> Heb. 4 : 9. Jj ' , m * THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place ; No groans shall mingle with the songs Which dwell upon immortal tongues ; 3 No rude alarms of angry foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 iong-expected day, begin ; Dawn on these realms of pain and sin ; With joy we'll tread th' appointed road, And sleep in death to rest with God. 7 A A present rest. C\ M* ■* Heb. 4: 3 Kj ' m " TO-DAY God bids the faithful rest, To-day he show'rs his grace ; Seek ye my face, the Lord hath said ; Lord, we will seek thy face. - 2 Come, let us leave the things on earth, With God's assembly join ; Lo, heav'n descends to welcome man, To taste the things divine! 47 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 3 We come, dear Saviour, lo, we come, Lord of our life and soul ! We come diseas'd, and faint, and sick, Be pleas'd to make us whole. 4 We thirst and flee to thee, Lord ! Thou fountain-head of good! Filthy wecome, and all unclean; O cleanse us in thy blood! 5 may we please our God to-day, May that be all our care ! Give, Lord, thy grace, lest evil thoughts Should mingle in our pray'r. 6 Amid th' assembly of thy saints Let us be faithful found: And let us join in humble pray'r, And in thy praise abound. 75 Sabbath in the Sanctuary. M. 6 lines 7s. SAFELY through another week God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day, — Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face, Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise; Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear; Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 48 THE LORDS DAY. 4 May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints, Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints; Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above. 76 The Sabbath. L. M, ANOTHER six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day that God hath blest. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds, Draws us away from earth to heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 3 Oh, may our prayers and praises rise As grateful incense to the skies, And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he who feels it knows. 4 In holy duties may the day, In holy pleasures, pass away ; How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 77 The type of everlasting rest. G. M. C10ME, let us join with one accord ) In hymns around the throne; This is the day our rising Lord Hath made and call'd his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest, The brighest of the seven, Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heaven. (4) 49 THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 3 Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten to that day When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away. 4 Not one, but all our days below, Let us in hymns employ ; And, in our Lord rejoicing, go To his eternal joy. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. ijq Buy the truth and sell it not. T, "IM iO * Prov. 23:23. ^ m ' THE worth of truth no tongue can tell, 'Twill do to buy, but not to sell; A large estate that soul has got, Who buys the truth and sells it not. 2 Truth, like a diamond, shines most fair More rich than pearls and rubies are, More worth than gold and silver coin, may it ever in us shine. 3 'Tis truth that binds, and truth makes free, And sets the souls at liberty From sin and Satan's heavy chain, And then within the heart doth reign. 4 They have a freedom then indeed, That doth all freedom else exceed ; Freedom from guilt, freedom from woe, And never more shall bondage know. 5 O happy they, who in their youth Are brought to know and love the truth! For none but those whom truth makes free, Can evermore the Saviour see. 6 Truth, like a girdle, let us wear, And always keep it clean and fair ; And never let it once be told, That truth by us was ever sold. 50 tup: holy scriptures. hq Tlie power of God unto salvation. T. T\f ' » Rom. 1 : 16. U ' m ' &OD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known ; Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts; Its influ'nce makes the sinner live; It bids the drooping saint revive. 3 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls; It brings a better world in view, And guides us all our journey through. May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near my eye, Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage. QH The law and gospel compared. T, "M" OV 2 Cor. 3: 7-11. ■"■ xyi * THE law commands and makes us know What duties to our God we owe ; But 't is the gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do his will. 2 The law discovers guilt and sin, And shows how vile our hearts have been ; Only the gospel can express Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 3 What curses doth the law denounce Against the man that fails but once! But in the gospel Christ appears, Pard'ning the guilt of num'rous years. 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life and comfort from the law; Fly to the hope the gospel gives ; The man that trusts the promise, lives. 51 THE HOLY SCRIPTTTKES. i O, hoiu I love thy law ! Q Q c r 7 a 01 Psalm 119 : 97. ° b ^ ' b " BLESSED Bible, how I love it! How it doth my bosom cheer! What hath earth like this to covet? O, what stores of wealth are here! Man was lost and doomed to sorrow : Not one ray of light or bliss Could he from earth's treasure borrow, Till his way was cheered by this! 2 Yes, I'll to my bosom press thee, Precious word ! I'll hide thee here! Sure my very heart will bless thee, For thou ever say'st, "Good cheer!" Speak, my heart, and tell thy pond'rings ; Tell how far thy rovings led, When this book bro't back thy wand'rings, Speaking life as from the dead. 3 Yes, sweet Bible! I will hide thee Deep, yes, deeper in this heart ; Thou through all my life will guide me, And in death we will not part ! Part in death ? no, never, never ! Through death's vale I'll lean on thee ; Then, in brighter worlds, for ever, Sweeter far thy truths shall be. Qo The inspiration of the ficrintures. T~ "\f OL 2 Peter 1 : 21. 4J " JVX * jrn WAS by an order from the Lord, X The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warm'd their hearts with heav'nly fire. 2 The works and wonders which they wro't Confirm'd the messages they brought; The prophet's pen succeeds his breath, To save the holy words from death. 52 JOHN S MINISTRY AND BAPTISM. 3 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 4 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost, and vanish in the wind; Here I can fix my hopes secure — This is thy word, and must endure. 83 Safety in keeping God's precepts. o. M. HOW perfect is thy word! Thy judgments all are just ; And ever in thy promise, Lord, Man may securely trust. 2 I hear thy word in love; In faith thy word obey; 0, send thy spirit from above, To teach me, Lord, thy way. 3 Thy counsels are all plain, Thy precepts all are pure ; And long as heaven and earth remain, Thy truth shall still endure. 4 O, may my soul, with joy, Trust in thy faithful word : Be it through life my glad employ, To keep thy precepts, Lord. JOHN'S MINISTRY AND BAPTISM. 84 John' 's ministry and baptism. C M. UPON the banks of Jordan stood, The great forerunner John, And pointed to the Lamb of God, The long expected One. 53 JOHN S MINISTRY AND BAPTISM. 2 He loud proclaimed the coming reign, And told them to reform, If they God's favor would obtain, And shun the gath'ring storm. 3 " Forsake your sins," the Baptist said, That you may be forgiv'n ; Forsake them now, and be baptiz'd, For near 's the reign of heav'n." 4 Thus did the man of God prepare A people for the Lord; To him did all the Jews repair Who trusted in his word. 5 But now the reign of God has come, That reign of grace below. And Jesus reigns upon God's throne, Remission to bestow. 6 He bids all nations look to him, As Prince of life and peace ; And offers pardon to all them Who now accept his grace. 85 John's ministry. 0. M. JOHN was the prophet of the Lord, To go before his face ; The herald which the Prince of peace Sent to prepare his ways. 2 He makes the great salvation known, He speaks of pardon'd sins; While grace divine, and heavenly love. In its own glory shines. 3 "Behold the Lamb of God," he cries, " That takes our guilt away : I saw the Spirit o'er his head On his baptizing dav. 54 CHRIST, THE INCARNATION 4 "The heamen realms with Israel's land Shall join in sweet accord ; And all that's born of man shall see The glory of the Lord. 5 "Behold the Morning Star arise, Ye that in darkness sit ; He marks the path that leads to peace, And guides our doubtful feet." CHRIST— THE INCARNATION. 86 Hail the blest mom. lis & 10s. HAIL the blest morn ! when the great Mediator Down from the regions of glory descends ! Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger ; Lo ! for your guide the bright angel attends ! CHORUS. . Brighest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, * Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Eden, and off'rings divine; Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer earth's richest oblation, Vainly with gold would his favor secure ; Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the poor. Qrf The angeVs announcement of his birth. fl AT PI Luke 2: 14. V ' iVJ " WHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks All seated on the ground, [by night, The angel of the Lord came down, And glorv shone around. 55 2 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seiz'd their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you, and all mankind. 3 "To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign: 4 "The heav'nly babe you there shall find, To human view display'd, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appear'd a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Address'd their joyful song: 6 " All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good will, henceforth, from heav'n to men, Begin, and never cease !" QQ The prophet foretells Ms birlh. Q jyf '0 us a child of hope is born, To us a Son is giv'n ; Him shall the tribes of earth obey — Him all the hosts of heav'n. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For ever more ador'd — The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. 3 His pow'r, increasing, still shall spread; His reign no end shall know ; Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 56 T H THE INCARNATION. 89 Nativity of lite Saviour. M. 7s. "ARK ! — the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King ! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th' angelic host proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem !" 3 See, he lays his glory by, Born, that man no more may die, Born, to raise the sons of earth,- Born, to give them second birth. 4 Rail the heav'nly Prince of peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Eis'n with healing in his wings. 5 Let us then with angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!" 90 Joy at Ihebirlh of Christ. C. M. JOY to the world ! the Lord has come! Let earth receive her King: Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns, Let men their songs employ ; "While fields and floods, rocks, hills and Repeat the sounding joy. [plains, 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 57 CHRIST, 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. 91 The Star of Bethlehem. L. M. WHEN marsh all'd on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky ; One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark, hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from ever} r gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud — the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze. Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose — It was the Star of Bethlehem ! 5 It was my guide, my light, my all; It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now, safely moor'd — my perils o'er — I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever, and for evermore, The Star— the Star of Bethlehem ! HIS LIFE AND MISSION. Of) His baptism of suffering. C] AT Luke 12: 50. V* 1U - THE Saviour, what a noble flame Was kindled in his breast, When, hasting to Jerusalem, He marched before the rest ! 58 HIS LIFE AND MISSION. 2 Good-will to men, and zeal for God, His every thought engross; He longs to be baptiz'd with blood, He pants to reach the cross. 3 With all his suff 'rings full in view, And woes to us unknown, Forth to the task his spirit flew ; 'T was love that urged him on. 4 Lord, we return thee what we can ; Our hearts shall sound abroad Salvation to the dying man, And to the rising God. 5 And while thy bleeding glories here Engage our wondering eyes, We learn our lighter cross to bear, And hasten to the skies. QQ He beheld the city, and wept over it. Q \f yo Luke 19: 41. °* 1VLi DID Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let tears of penitential grief Flow forth from ev'r}' eye. 2 The Son of God in tears, The wond'ring angels see ; Be thou astonish'd,- my soul, He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep, Each sin demands a tear ; In heav'n alone no sin is found And there's no weeping there. 94 Th> e law and gospel contrasted. S. M. THE law by Moses came, But peace and truth and love Were brought by Christ, a nobler name, Descending from above. 59 CHRIST, 2 Amidst the house of God, Their different works were done; Moses a faithful servant stood, But Christ a faithful Son. 3 Then to his new commands Be strict obedience paid ; O'er all his Father's house he stands, The sov'reign and the head. 4 The man that durst despise The law that Moses brought, Behold, how terribly he dies, For his presumptuous thought. 5 But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious race, Who hate to hear when Jesus calls And dare resist his grace. F\ Grace is poured into thy lips. T . AT *> J Psalm 45: 2. JJ> JU " HOW sweetly fiow'd the gospel sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When list'ning thousands gather'd round, And joy and gladness filled the place ! 2 Christ came from hea,v'n; of heav'n he spoke; To heav'n he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Un vailing an immortal day. 3 "Come, wand'rers, to my father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest;" Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust ; Pillars of earthly pride, decay ; A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepar'd the way. 60 HIS LIFE AND MISSION. Oft The chief among ten thousand. C] AT "U Cant. 5:10. Kjm m * MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthron'd Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crown'd, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men; Fairer is he than all the fair Who fill the heav'nly train. 3 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, And came to my relief: For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 97 Salvation by grace. o. M. a RACE! 'tis a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear! Heaven with the echo shall resound And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 61 H' CHRIST, 98 The Love of Christ. CM. OW condescending and how kind Was God's eternal Son ! Our mis'ry reached his heavenly mind, And pity brought him down. 2 When justice, by our sins provoked. Drew forth its dreadful sword, He gave his soul up to the stroke, Without a murm'ring word. 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, To raise us to his throne ; There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows But cost his heart a groan. 4 This was compassion like a God, That though the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, His pity ne'er withdrew. 5 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great; Well he remembers Calvary, Nor lets his saints forget, 99 Redemption by Christ. C M. WHEN the first parents of our race Rebel I'd and lost their God, And the infection of their sin Had tainted all our blood ; 2 Infinite pity touched the heart Of the eternal Son ; Descending from the heavenly court, He left his Father's throne. 3 Aside the Prince of glory threw His most divine array, And wrapp'd his Godhead in a veil Of our inferior clay. 62 HIS NAMES AND CHARACTERS. 4 His living power and dying love Redeem'd unhappy men, And raised the ruins of our race To life and God again. 5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul We joyfully resign ; Blest Jesus, take us for thine own, For we are doubly thine. 100 Christ our Example. Xj. M. MAKE us, by thy transforming grace, Dear Saviour, daily more like thee ! Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be ! 2 0, how benevolent and kind! How mild ! — how ready to forgive! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 3 To do his heav'nly Father's will Was his employment and delight; Humility and holy zeal Shone through his life divinely bright. 4 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labors of his life were love ; Then, if we bear the Saviour's name, By his example let us move. 5 But ah ! how blind! — how weak we are! How frail ! — how apt to turn aside! Lord, we depend upon thy care, And ask thy Spirit for our guide. HIS NAMES AND CHARACTERS. 1H1 Ye are complete in him. C\ TVf Col. 2:10. KJ ' m " HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 63 CHRIST, 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build, My shield and hiding place ; My never-failing treasury, fill'd With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. 6 Till then I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. j 02 Christ ourfriend [s _ ^ 8s & 7s# ONE there is above all others, Well deserves the name of friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end. 2 Which, of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood? But this Saviour died to have us Reconcil'd in him to God. 3 When he liv'd on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name; Now above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. 64 HIS NAMES AND CHAKACTEKS. 4 ! for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to lov We, alas ! forget too often, What a friend we have above. ■j no And thai rock was Christ. 7 Q *VO 1 Cor. 10: 4. ■ a * ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee, Let the water and the blood, From thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure; Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labor of my hands Can fulfill the law's demands ; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever tiow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand, I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly, Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my heart-strings break in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See thee on thy judgment-throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. 1 f\A Remember me. C\ AT LV± Luke 23: 42. ^' 1U * JESTJ& ! thou art the sinner's friend, As such I look to thee ; Now in the bowels of thy love Lord ! remember me. (5) 65 2 Remember thy jmre word of grace, Remember Calvary ; Remember all thy dying groans, And then remember me. 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, I yield myself to thee : While thou art sitting on thy throne, 0, Lord ! remember me. 4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, Yet thy salvation's free; Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 0, Lord ! remember me. 10 5 Christ our *roti*r.^ ^ Q s & j^ YES, for me, for me he careth With a brother's tender care ; Yes, with me, with me he shareth Every burden, every fear. 2 Yes, o'er me, o'er me he watch eth, Ceaseless watcheth, night and day ; Yes, e'en me, e'en me he snatcheth From the perils of the way. 3 Yes, for me he standeth pleading, At the mercy seat above ; Ever for me interceding, Constant in untiring love. 4 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth Joys unearthly, love and light; And to cover me he spreadeth His paternal wing of night. 5 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth; I in him, and he in me ' And my empty soul he fill eth, Here and through eternity. 66 N' HIS NAMES AND CHARACTERS. 1HC Christ the greed sacrifice. Q. \f lUO Heb. 7: 27. °" jM " "OT all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove : We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. 107 Christ precious. T, Af ■LU/ l Peter 2: 7. "H" 1U ' JESUS! the very thought is sweet; In that dear name all heart-joys meet ; But sweeter than the honey far The glimpses of his presence are. 2 No word is sung more sweet than this; No name is heard more full of bliss ; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God, most high. 3 Jesus, the hope of souls forlorn ! How dear art thou to them that mourn, To them that seek thee, how kind ! But what art thou to them that find? 67 CHRIST, 4 No tongue of mortal can express, No letters write its blessedness; Alone, who hath thee in his heart Knows, love of Jesus, what thou art. 1 f\Q I will way the Father. TT M J- US Jolin U: 16# J-- 1 -- -«• ARISE, rny soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding sacrifice In my behalf appears ; Before the throne my Saviour stands; My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede ; With his redeeming love, His precious blood to plead: His blood was spilt for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Receiv'd on Calvary ; They pour effectual pray'rs, They strongly plead for me : Forgive him, forgive ! they cry, Nor let that ransom'd sinner die! 4 The Father hears him pray, His dear anointed one; He can not turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me, I am born of God. 5 To God I'm reconcii'd, His pard'ning voice I hear, He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear; With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba Father! cry. 68 A HIS NAMES AND CHARACTERS. 109 High Priest. H. M. 6 & 8. GOOD high priest is come, Supplying Aaron's place, And taking up his room, Dispensing life and grace. The law by Aaron's priesthood came, But grace and truth by Jesus' name. 2 My Lord a Priest is made, As sware the mighty God, To Israel and his seed, Ordain'd to offer blood. For sinners who his mercy seek, A Priest as was Melchizedek. 3 He once temptations knew, Of every sort and kind, That he might succour shew, To every tempted mind. In every point the Lamb was tried, Like us, and then for us he died. 4 He died, but lives again, And by the altar stands ; There shews how he was slain, Op'ning his pierced hands. Our Priest abides, and pleads the cause, Of those who have transgressed his laws 5 I other priests disclaim, Their laws and off'rings too ; None but the bleeding Lamb, The mighty work can do. He shall have all the praise, for he Hath liv'd, and died, and lives for me. 1 1 n -4 shadow of things to come, etc. TT M 11U Col. 2: 17. ■ n - iVJ " ISRAEL in ancient days, Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd the gospel too ; The types and figures were a glass, In which they saw the Saviour's face. 2 The paschal sacrifice And blood-besprinkled door, Seen with enlighten'd eyes, And once appli'd with pow'r, Would teach the need of other blood, To reconcile us to our God. 3 The Lamb, the Dove, set forth His perfect innocence, Whose blood of matchless worth Should be the soul's defense; For he who can for sin atone, Must have no failings of his own. 4 The scape-goat on his head The people's trespass bore, And, to the desert led, Was to be seen no more : In him our surety seem'd to say, " Behold r I bear your sins away." 5 Dipt in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free ; The type well understood, Express'd the sinner's plea : Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd, And by a Saviour's death discharg'd. 6 Jesus, I love to trace Throughout the sacred page, The footsteps of thy grace, The same in ev'ry age ! O grant that I may faithful be To clearer light vouchsaf 'd to me. HI Christ, the way, &c. S. M. AM, saith Christ, the way* Now if we credit him, All other paths must lead astray, How fair soe'er they seem. 70 I HIS NAMES AND CHARACTERS. 2 I am, saith Christ, the truth; Then all that lacks this test, Proceed it from an angel's mouth, Is but a lie at best. 3 I am, saith Christ, the liie : Let this be seen by faith, It follows without further strife, That all besides is death. 4 If what those words aver, The Holy Ghost apply, The simplest Christian shall not err, Nor be deceiv'd, nor die. H2 What think ye of Chrisif P. M. 8 & 8. WHAT think ye of Christ? is the test, To try both your state and your How can you be right in the rest, [scheme; Unless you think rightly of him? As Jesus appears in your view, As he is beloved or not, * So God is disposed to you, And mercy or wrath is your lot. 2 Some take him a creature to be, A man or an angel at most, Sure these have not feelings like me, Nor know themselves wretched and lost; So guilty, so helpless am I, I could not confide in his word, Nor on his protection rely, Unless I could call him my Lord. 3 Some call him a Saviour in word, But place their own work in the van, And hope he his help will afford, When they have done all that they can ; If doings prove rather too light, A little they own they may fail, They purpose to make up full weight, By casting his name in the scale. 71 CHRIST, 4 Some style hiin the pearl of great price, And say he's the fountain of joys ; Yet feed upon folly and vice, And cleave to the world and its toys : Like Judas, the Saviour they kiss, And while they salute him, betray ; Ah ! what will profession like this Avail ill that terrible day? ' 5 If ask'd what of Jesus I think, Tho' still my best thoughts are but poor, 1 say he's my meat and my drink, My life, and my strength, and my store ; My shepherd, my husband, my friend, My Saviour from sin and from thrall ; My hope from beginning to end, My portion, my Lord, and my all. 113 Compassionate High Priest. 0. M. WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bosom glows with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame : He knows what sore temptations mean, For he hath felt the same. 3 He in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears ; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. 4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain deliv'ring grace In every trying hour. 72 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 11 j He suffered, the Just for the unjust. Q_ |^ ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? And did my Sov'reign die? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When God's own Son was crucified 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. 115 Christ on the cross. C. M. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclin'd To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend ; The temple's vail in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'T is done ! the precious ransom's paid, Receive my soul ! he cries : See where he bows his sacred head, He bows his head and dies ! i 73 CHRIST, 4 But soon he'll break death's powerful chain, And in full glory shine ! Lamb of God ! was ever pain, Was ever love like thine ? 116 The dying Saviour. L. M. STRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviour dies, Hark ! his expiring groans arise : See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sacred crimson tide. 2 But life attends the deathful sound, And flows from every bleeding wound ; The vital stream, how free it flows, To cleanse and save his rebel foes ! 3 Can I survey this scene of woe, Where mingling grief and wonder flow, And yet my heart unmoved remain, Insensible to love or pain ? 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warm this cold, this stupid heart, Till all its powers and passions move In melting grief and ardent love. 117 The Saviour on the cross. P. M. 10, 7s & 9. SAW ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour, Saw ye my Saviour and God? ! he died on Calvary, To atone for you and me, And to purchase our pardon with blood. 2 He w r as extended, he was extended, Painfully nailed to the cross; Here he bowed his head and died, Thus my Lord was crucified, To atone for a world that was lost. 74 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATII. 3 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed, Darkness prevaiPd o'er the land, And the sun refus'd to shine When his Majesty divine Was derided, insulted, and slain. 4 Hail mighty Saviour ! Hail mighty Saviour ! Prince, and the author of peace! ! he burst the bars of death, And, triumphant from the earth, He ascended to mansions of bliss. 5 There interceding, there interceding, Pleading that sinners may live, Crying, " Father, I have died, 0, behold my hands and side, 0, forgive them, I pray thee, forgive." 6 "I will forgive them — I will forgive them When they repent and believe; Let them now return to thee, And be reconcil'd to me, And salvation they all shall receive." 11Q Surely he hath borne our griefs. 7« Ar fie L A O Isaiah 53 : 4. * b ^ Ub * SACRED head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down; saered brow, surrounded With thorns, thine only crown: Once on a throne of glory, Adorn'd wi^h light divine, Now all despis'd and gory, I joy to call thee mine. On me, as thou art dying, 0, turn thy pitying eye; To thee for mercy crying, Before thy cross I lie. 75 CHRIST, Thine, thine the bitter passion ; Thy pain is all for me ; Mine, mine the deep transgression; My sins are all in thee. 3 What language can I borrow To praise thee, heav'nly Friend, For all this dying sorrow, Of all my woes the end ? 0, can I leave thee ever? Then do not thou leave me ; Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee. 4 Be near when I am dying ; Then close beside me stand ; Let me, while faint and sighing, Lean calmly on thy hand: These eyes, new faith receiving, From thee shall never move, For he who dies believing, Dies safely — in thy love. J ] 9 Glorying in 8**™**. ^ g g & 7 g# SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I'll sit, forever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood, Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is this station, Low before his cross to lie; While I see divine compassion Floating in his languid eye. 76 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 4 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the cross I gaze ; Love I much ? I'm more forgiven— I'm a miracle of grace. 5 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I'll bathe, Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 6 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go ; Prove his wounds each day more healing, And himself more fully know. 120 Christ's triumph over death. Li. M. HE dies, the friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness vails the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 A conflict with the pow'rs of hell, Your Saviour did for you sustain : He nobly fought, but ah ! he fell ! Break, heart of flint ! the Lamb is slain. 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; The Lord of glory dies for men ! But, lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb ! (The tomb in vain forbids his rise !) Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies ! 5 Break off your tears, you saints, and tell How high our great deliv'rer reigns; Sing how he spoil'dthe hosts of hell, And led the monster Death in chains. 77 6 Say, " Live forever, wondrous King ! Born to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask the monster, " Where's thy sting? And where's thy vict'ry, boasting Grave?" 121 TheCrucifizion. 8 & 6 THE Son of- man they did betray, He was condemned and led away! Think ! my soul, on that dread day, Look on Mount Calvary; Behold him lamb-like led along, Surrounded by a wicked throng; Accused by each lying tongue, And then the Lamb of God they hung Upon a shameful tree. 2 'T was thus the glorious sufFrer stood, With hands and feet nail'd to the wood, From ev'ry wound a stream of blood, Came flowing down amain. His bitter groans all nature shook, And at his voice the rocks were broke, And sleeping saints their graves forsook, While spiteful Jews around him mock, And laughed at his pain. 3 Now hung between the earth and skies, Behold, in agonies he dies! sinners, hear his mournful cries, See his tormenting pains; The morning sun withdrew his light, Blush'd and refus'd to view the sight; The azure cloth'd in robes of night, All nature mourn'd in dread affright, When Christ the Lord was slain. 4 Hark! men and angels, hear the Son! He cries for help; but oh! there's none! He treads the wine-press all alone, His garments stain'd with blood. 78 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. In lamentation hear him cry, Eloi lama sabacthani ; Tho' death may close these languid eyes, He soon will mount the upper skies, The conquering Son of God. 5 The Jews and Komans in a band, With hearts like steel around him stand, Mocking they say, " Come, save the land, Come, try thyself to free." A soldier pierced him when he died, " Then healing streams flowed from his side, And thus my Lord was crucified, And justice then was satisfied, Sinners, for you and me. 122 Gethsemane. P. M. 8, 8, 6, 8, 8. BEYOND where Kedron's waters flow; Behold the suffering Saviour go, To sad Gethsemane! His countenance is all divine, Yet grief appears in every line. 2 He bows beneath the sins of men, He cries to God, and cries again, In sad Gethsemane ; He lifts his mournful eyes above — " My Father ! can this cup remove?" 3 With gentle resignation still, He yielded to his Father's will, In sad Gethsemane ; — " Behold me here, thine only Son, And, Father! let thy will be done." 4 The Father heard, — and angels there Sustained the Son of God in prayer, In sad Gethsemane ; He drank the dreadful cup of pain ; — Then rose to life and joy again. 79 5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep, And scenes of anguish make us weep, To sad Gethsemane We'll look, and see the Saviour there ; Then humbly bow, like him, in prayer. 123 Agony in the Garden. C. M. DARK was the night, and cold the ground On which the Saviour lay ; His sweat like drops of blood is found; — In sorrow hear him pray : — 2 "Father, remove, this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil." 3 Go to the garden, sinner, see Those precious drops that flow ; The heavy load he bore for thee, For thee he lies so low. 4 Then learn of him the cross to bear, Thy Father's will obey ; And, when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray. 124 " It is finished." L. M. | jrpiS finish'd — so the Saviour cried, X And meekly bow T 'd his head, and died ! 'T is finish'd — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'T is finish'd — all that heaven decreed, And all that ancient prophets said, Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, In me, the Saviour of mankind. 3 'T is finish'd — this my dying groan Sh^~: sins of every kind atone; Millions shall be redeem'd from death By this, my last expiring breath. 80 HIS SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. 4 'Tis finish'd — heaven is reconeil'd, And all the powers of darkness spoil'd ; Peace, love and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. 5 'T is finish'd — let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round; 'Tis finish'd— let the echo fly Thro' heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky, 125 The Burial of Christ. M. 10s. SOLEMNLY, sadly, the mourners draw near, Jesus, the Saviour, to lay on the bier; Heart-broken, weeping, all shrouded in gloom, Gently they bear him away to the tomb. 2 Mournfully, carefully, solemn and slow, Down from the mountain so sadly they go; Tears of deep anguish in torrents are shed, While he is borne to the home of the dead. 3 Mournfully, tenderly, o'er him they bow, Once more to gaze on that beautiful brow, Sorrow more deeply now pierces each breast, Gently, so gently .they lay him to rest. 4 So have they buried him; now they depart;' Homeward they move with a sad, broken heart; Fear not, poor mourners ; for angels will keep Him ye have laid in the dark grave to sleep. 1C)£ ChrisVs suffering and majestic M 8 8 & 6 (10ME, my soul, to Calvary, J And see the man who died for thee, Upon the accursed tree. Behold the Saviour's agony, While groaning in Gethsemane, Beneath the sins of men. (6) 81 2 With purple robe and thorny crown, And mocking soldiers bowing down, The Saviour bears my shame. Behold, they shed his precious blood, ! hear him cry, " My God, my God, Hast thou forsaken me ?" 3 Now he who died on Calvary Still lives to plead for you and me. And bids us look and live. He sits upon the throne of grace, And bids the helpless seek his face, Oh ! sinner, come to-day. 4 Soon he who once was scourged and bound, Shall come again with glory crowned, And reign forevermore. His saints shall crown him Lord of all; Before him every foe shall fal?., And every knee shall bow. mHe was as a lamb dumb before his shearer. T , "Vf Isa. 53 : 7. 3Jm 1VJ " AND why, dear Saviour, tell me why? That thou would'st suffer, bleed and die ? What mighty motives could thee move ? The motive's plain — 't was all for love. 2 For love of whom? of sinners base, A hardened herd, a rebel race, That mocked and trampled on thy blood, And wantoned with the wounds of God. S With thorns his sacred head was crowned, And lashed him when his hands were bound, And thorns, and knotted whips and bands, By us were furnished to their hands. 4 Then stood the wretch of human race, And raised his head and showed his face, Gazed unconcerned, when nature failed, And scoffers sneered, and cursed and railed. 82 HIS RESURRECTION AND GLORY. 5 Such was that race of sinful men, That gained that great Salvation then; Such, and such only, still we see ; Such they were all, and such are we. 6 love of unexampled kind, That leaves all thoughts so far behind, Where length, and breadth, and depth, and Are lost to my astonished sight. [height, HIS RESURRECTION AND GLORY. 128 Joy arising from the Resurrection. o. M. u rpHE Lord is ris'n indeed!" JL He lives to die no more ; He lives the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 2 "The Lord is -ris'n indeed;" The grave has lost its prey ; With him is ris'n the ransom'd seed, To reign in endless day. 3 "The Lord is ris'n indeed ;" Attending angels hear : Up to the courts of heaven with speed, The joyful tidings bear. 4 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord. 129 The Happy Morn. H. M. 6s & 8s. THE happy morn is come : Triumphant o'er the grave, The Saviour leaves the tomb, Omnipotent to save ; Captivity is captive led; Eor Jesus liveth. who was dead. 83 A CHKIST, 2 Who now accuseth them, For whom their Kansom died? Who now shall those condemn, Whom God hath justified? Captivity is captive led ; For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 3 Christ hath the ransom paid; The glorious work is done ; On him our help is laid, By him our vict'ry won : Captivity is captive led; For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 130 Coronation of Christ. 0. M. LL hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him — Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him — Lord of all. 3 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David Lord did call: The God incarnate! Man Divine! And crown him — Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransom'd from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him — Lord of all. 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him — Lord of all. 84 H HIS RESURRECTION AND GLORY. 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, . ' To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him — Lord of all. 131 Glory to Jesus. M. 8s & 7s. AIL, thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou everlasting King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ! By thy merits we find favor; Life is given through thy name. Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There forever to abide; All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side : There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. Worship, honor, pow'r and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive; Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give : Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise! 1 9a Mary early at the tomb. 7 o Christ's Victory. 9, 7 R 7 7 7 *•»«* Isa. ttf: 1. °i'i°i» >' j« • WHO is this that comes from Edom? All his raiment stain'd with blood? To the captive speaking freedom, Bringing and bestowing good; . Glorious in the garb he wears, Glorious in the spoil he bears. 2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, Trav'ling onward in his might; 'T is the Saviour, O, how glorious To his people is the sight! Satan conquer'd, and the grave, Jesus now is strong to save. 3 Why that blood his raiment staining? 'Tis the blood of many slain ; Of his foes, there's none remaining, Now the contest to maintain: Fall'n are they, no more to rise ; All their glory prostrate lies. i 4 Mighty Victor, reign forever! Wear the crown so dearly won ! Never shall thy people, never, Cease to sing what thou hast done! Thou hast fought thy people's foes; Thou hast heal'd thy people's woes ! 86 HIS SECOND ADVENT AND REIGN 134 Christ enthroned. 8, 1 ,8,7,7,7. HARK! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above ; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices, Jesus reigns the God of love: See, he sits on yonder throne — Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth. When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of glory, reign forever ; Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing from thy love shall sever „ Those whom thou hast made thine own., Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, O, bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heav'n and earth shall pass away ; Then with golden harps we'll sing, " Glory, glory to our King." HIS SECOND ADVENT AND REIGN. 1 35 TheBriclegroom^comelh. g ^ _ g s & g g> YE virgin souls, arise ; With all the dead awake ; Unto salvation wise, Oil in your vessels take : Upstarting at the midnight cry — Behold the heav'nly Bridegroom nigh! 2 He comes ! he comes, to call The nations to his bar, 87 CHRIST. And take to glory all Who meet for glory are : Make ready for your fall reward; Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 3 Go, meet him in the sky, Your everlasting Friend — Your head to glorify, With all his saints ascend: Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace, To see, without a vail, his face. 7 oa He shall reign for ever and ever. T, Af l'>° Rev. 11: 15. AJ ' 1H ' LET the seventh angel sound on high, Let shouts be heard thro' all the sky ; Kings of the earth, with glad accord, Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. 2 Almighty God, thy pow'r assume, Who wast, and art, and art to come : Jesus, the Lamb, who once was slain, . For ever live, for ever reign ! 4 Now must the rising dead appear ; Now the decisive sentence hear; Now the dear martyrs of the Lord Receive an infinite reward. 1 onr The dap is at hand. 11 U Id* Rom. 13: 12. 1±b - mHE night is far spent, and the day is at hand : -*- Already the dawn may be seen in the sky ; Rejoice then, ye saints, 't is your Lord's own' command; Rejoice, for the coming of Jesus draws nigh. 2 What a day will that be when the Saviour appears! How welcome to those who have shared in his cross ' A crown incorruptible then will be theirs, A rich compensation for suffering and loss. 3 What is loss in this world when compar'd with that day, To the glory that then will from heav'n be reveal'd ? " The Saviour is coming," his people may say ; "The Lord whom we look for, our Sun and our Shield.** 4 O pardon us, Lord, that our love to thy name Is so faint, with so much our affections to move ! Our deadness should fill us with grief and with shame; So much to be loved, and so little to love. 88 THE FALL. THE FALL, 1QQ Corrupt nature from Adam. C\ Af J« Horn. 5: 17. V" It£ " BLESS'D with the joys of innocence, Adam, our father, stood, Till he debas'd his soul to sense, And ate th' unlawful food. 2 Now we are born a sensual race, To sinful joys inclin'd ; Reason hath lost its native place, And flesh enslaves the mind. 3 While flesh, and sense, and passion reign Sin is the sweetest good ; We fancy music in our chains. And so forget the load. 4 Great God ! renew our ruin'd frame, Our broken pow'rs restore ; Inspire us with a heav'nly flame, And flesh shall reign no more. 5 Eternal Spirit ! write thy law Upon our inward parts, And let the second Adam draw His image on our hearts. 139 Sin Hereditary. C. M. WHEN Adam sinned, through all his race The dire contagion spread ; Sickness and death, and deep disgrace Sprang from our fallen head. 2 Satan in strong and heavy chains Binds the deluded soul, And every furious passion reigns Without the least control. 3 From God and happiness we fly, To earth and sense confined, . Lost in a maze of misery, Yet to our misery blind. 80 THE FALL. 4 Whene'er the man begins his race, The criminal appears, And evil habits keep their pace With our increasing years. 5 Corruption flows through all our veins, Our moral beauty's gone, The gold is fled, the dross remains— O sin, what hast thou done ! 6 Jesus, reveal thy pard'ning grace, And draw our souls to thee; Thou art the only hiding-place, Where ruined souls can flee. i a n The deceitfulness of sin. Q ^ SIN has a thousand treach'rous arts To practice on the mind ; With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young ; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes her fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretense ; But cheats the soul of heav'nly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree, divinely fair, Grew the forbidden food, Our mother took the poison there, And tainted all her blood. mTJie fall and redemption. T. M Ezekiel 37 : 9. " U ' m * LOOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye, See Adam's race in ruin lie; Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, And scatters slaughter 'd heaps around. 90 THE FALL; 2 And can these moldering corpses live? And can these perish'd bones revive? That, mighty God, to thee is known, That wondrous work is all thy own. 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain To prophesy upon the slain: In vain they call, in vain they cry, Till thy Almighty aid is nigh. 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, Life spreads thro' all the realms of death, Dry bones obey thy pow'rful voice, They move, they waken, they rejoice : 5 So when the trumpet's awful sound Shall shake the heav'ns and rend the ground, Dead'saints shall from their tombs arise, And spring to life beyond the skies. 142 Original and actual sin. Li. M. LORD, we are vile, conceiv'd 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 seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defiled in every part. 3 Behold, we fall before thy face ; Our only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make us clean ; The leprosy lies deep within. 4 Nor bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain awav. 91 THE GOSPEL. 5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone, Hath power sufficient to atone ; Thy blood can make us white as snow ; No Jewish types could cleanse us so. 6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace, No flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; Lord, let us hear thy pard'ning voice, And make these broken hearts rejoice. THE GOSPEL-INVITATION AND WARNING 1 AO And there is room, f-* ■"'-*• t)S & oS. A'*' 5 Luke 11: 22. YE dying sons of men, Immerg'd in sin and woe, The gospel's voice attend, Which Jesus sent to you ; Ye perishing and guilty, come, In Jesus' arms there yet is room. 2 No longer now delay, Nor vain excuses frame ; He bids you come to-day, Though poor, and blind, and lame; All things are ready; sinner, come ; For ev'ry trembling soul there's room. 3 Believe the heav'nly word His messengers proclaim; He is a gracious Lord, - And faithful is his name : Backsliding souls, return and come, Cast off despair, there yet is room. 4 4 Compell'd by bleeding love, Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near. Christ calls you from above, His charming accents hear! Let whosoever will, now come ; In mercy's breast there still is room. 92 INVITATION AND WARNING. 1 44 Glad tidings^ ^ ^ ^ 3 S? 7 S & 4 SINNERS, will you scorn the message Sent in mercy from above? Every sentence — how tender! Every line is full of love; Listen to it, Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel, News from Zion's King proclaim, To each rebel sinner — " Pardon, Free forgiveness in his name :" How important ! Free forgiveness in his name! 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor : Fearful hearts, they quell your fears, And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears. Tender heralds — Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, grov'ling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford ; We entreat you. Take the warnings they afford. 1 A K The night comelh. etc. T, M J John 9: 4. U ' M ' WHILE life prolongs its precious lighf, Mercy is found, and peace is giv'n ; But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heav'n. 2 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave, Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 93 THE GOSPEL. 3 In that lone land of deep despair, No Sabbath's heav'nly light shall rise — No God regard your bitter pray'r, No Saviour call you to the skies. 4 Silence, and solitude, and gloom, In those forgetful realms appear ; Deep sorrows fill the dismal tomb, And hope shall never enter there. 5 Now God invites ; how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste, haste away, While yet a pard'ning God is found. II /? Life, the Lime to labor. ~l , Tf *« Eccl.9: 10. U - m ' LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward, And while the lamp holds out to burn, hasten, sinner, to return ! 2 Life is the hour that God has giv'n To 'scape from hell and fly to heav'n ; The day of grace, when mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 3 The living know that they must die, Beneath the clods their dust must lie ; Then have no share in all that's done Beneath the circle of the sun. 4 Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might, pursue: Since no device nor work is found, Nor faith nor hope, beneath the ground. 5 There are no acts of pardon pass'd In the cold grave to which we haste; O may we all receive thy grace, And see with joy thy smiling face. 94 INVITATION AND WAHNING. 11 17 No peace to the wicked. C\ \\ *l Isaiah 57: 21. u ' m " SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; His mercy speaks to-day : He calls you, by his sov'reign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea that can not 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 hell ; Why will you persevere? Can you in woe and darkness dwell, Shut up in black despair ? 4 Why will you in your crooked ways Of sin and folly go? In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal woe ! 5 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace ; His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his face. 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts; He pardons like a God : He will forgive your num'rous faults, Through a Redeemer's blood. 1 AQ The broad and narrow way. T, ~\K 1 ^ c Matt. 7 : 13, 14. Jj ' m BROAD is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler. 2 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command ; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heav'nly land. 95 THE GOSPEL. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteem'd almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new ; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew. 149 Invitation to sinners. la M, I LONG to see the season come, When sinners shall come nocking home To taste the heav'n of Jesus' love, And seek the joys that are above. 2 Hark ! 't is the glorious gospel sound, Inviting sinners all around; Behold! the loving Saviour stands, And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 3 He now is knocking at your heart, Waiting salvation to impart ; To wash you in atoning blood, And seal you heirs and sons of God. 4 Take your companions by the hand, And all your children in a band, And give them up at Jesus' call, To pardon, bless and save them all. 5 And when the day of Christ shall come, And he collects his jewels home, On Zion's mount you all shall stand, And join the bright angelic band. 150 Resolving to go to Christ. CM, COME, guilty sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve; Come with your guilty soul oppress'd, And make this last resolve : 96 INVITATION AND WARNING. 2 " w 1 S? S Jesus ' th °ugh my sin nath like a mountain rose : know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 " Anftt 6 P11 Ue be /° re his th ™*> Pim,! 6 ^^ S ulIt confess ; w ? « *TJ m a wrefc ch undone Without his sov'reign grace. 4 "I'll to the gracious King approach Whose sceptre Pardon gives- ' Perhaps he may command my touch And then the suppliant lives. ' 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my pray'r- But if I perish, I will pray, ' And perish only there. 6 "I can but perish if I go- I am resolved to try; ' For if I stay away, I know 1 must forever die." 151 The Accepted Time. S. M. VTOYV is th' accepted time, Vi Now is the day of grace: -Mow, sinners, come without delay And seek the Saviour's face. 2 Now is th' accepted time, Ihe Saviour calls to-day • To-morrow it may be too late ;- I hen why should you delay? 3 Now is th' accepted time, 1 he gospel bids you come- Ami every promise in his word declares there yet is room. (7) 97 THE GOSPEL. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And feast them with thy love ; Then shall the angels clap their wings, And bear the news above. 152 The Invitation Hymn. M. 8s, 7s, & 4, COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power: He is able, He is willing : doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome ; God's free bounty glorify ; True belief and true repentance, — Every grace that brings you nigh, — Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger ; Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you, — 'T is the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruis'd 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 finished !" Sinners, will not this suffice? 98 INVITATION AND WARNING. j 53 The harvest isjpasL ; ^ 1 2 S & 8s. WHEN the harvest is past, and the summer is gone, And sermons and pray'rs shall be o'er ; When the beams cease to break of the blest Sabbath And Jesus invites tbee no more. [morn, 2 When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall blow, The gospel no message declare — Sinner, bow canst thou bear the deep wailing of How suffer the night of despair ! [woe, 8 When the holy have gone to the regions of peace, To dwell in the mansion above ; When their harmony wakes, in the fulness of bliss, Their song to the Saviour of love — A Say, O sinner, that livest at rest and secure, Who fearest no trouble to come, Can thy spirit the swellings of sorrow endure, Or bear the impenitent's doom? 1 KA Why will ye die f 11n J 34 Eze. 18:31. ±iS ' OTURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, When 'God in great mercy is coming so nigh ? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, And angels are waiting to welcome you home. '2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, Your hearts may grow better by staying away ; Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be, While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, O how can you question if you will believe? If sin is your burden, why will you not come? 'T is you he bids welcome ; he bids you come home? 4 Come, give as your hand, and the Saviour your And trusting in heaven, we never shall part ; [heart, O, how can we leave you ? why will you not come ! We'll journey together, and soon be at home. 1 55 The Gospel Trumpet. C. M. LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; The trumpet of the gospel sounds, With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toils, To fill th' immortal mind!— 99 THE GOSPEL. 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die! 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. 156 Behold, I stand at the door and knock. Jj. M. BEHOLD the Saviour at thy door; He gently knocks, has knock'd before ; Has waited long, is waiting still, You treat no other friend so ill. 2 ! lovely attitude ! he stands, With melting heart and outstretch'd hands 1 0! matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes. 3 Admit him — for the human breast Ne'er entertain'd so kind a guest; Admit him— or the hour's at hand, When, at his bar, denied you'll stand. 4 Open my heart, Lord, enter in— Slay every foe, and conquer sin ; I now to thee my all resign — Mv body, soul, shall all be thine. 100 INVITATION AND WARNING. 1X7 Prepare to meet thy God. f] M 1J ' Amos 4: 12. XJm XUf YAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear; Repent, thy end is nigh ; Death at the farthest can't be far ; O, think before thou die ! 2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save, Thy sins how high they mount! What are thy hopes beyond the grave? How stands that dark account? 3 Death enters, and there's no defense ; His time there's none can tell ; He'll in a moment call thee hence, To heaven or to hell. 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy chiefest care, Shall crawling worms consume ; But ah ! destruction stops not there ; Sin kills beyond the tomb. 5 To-day, the gospel calls to-day, Sinners, it speaks to you; Let ev'ry one forsake his way, And mercy will ensue. 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood, How vile soe'er he be, Abundant pardon, peace with God, All giv'n entirely free. 1K0 The close 0/ the dap 0/ grace. (~) TVT ■I *^o Gen. 6:3. v " ■"** THERE is a time, we know not when, A point, we know not where, That marks the destiny of men, To glory or despair. 2 There is a line, by us unseen, That crosses ev'ry path; The hidden boundary between God's patience and his wrath. 101 THE GOSPEL. 3 ! where is this mysterious bourne, By which our path is cross'd; Beyond which, God himself hath sworn, That he who goes is lost? 4 How far may we go on in sin? How long will God forbear? Where does hope end? and where begin The confines of despair ? 5 An answer from the skies is sent: " Ye that from God depart ! While it is call'd to-day, repent ! And harden not your heart." 159 The Supper. lis. A FOUNTAIN in Jesus, which always runs free, For washing and cleansing such sinners as we ' Our sins, though like crimson, made white as thv No lack in the fountain, but always is full. [wool, 2 All things are now ready, he invites us to come, The supper is made by the Father and Son ; Rich bounties, rich dainties here we may receive, A living forever, if we will believe. 3 The guests which were bidden refused the call, For they are not ready, nor willing at all, [store, To be stripp'd of their honor, and part with their For a feast that was given and made for the poor. i If they are not ready, and wish to delay, My house shall be filled, the Father doth say; The highways and hedges, the halt and the blind, Shall come and be welcome, the supper is mine. 160 Free Grace proclaimed. L. M. COME, trembling soul, forget your fear, For your eternal Friend is near; O bow your souls before his face, And share in his redeeming grace. 2 Long time he 's call'd your souls in vain, And yet, behold! he calls again; Once more in love he 's come to try ; Sav, sinners, will you live or die? 10?. INVITATION AND WARNING. 3 Though long you have his grace abus'd. And all his calls of love refus'd ; Yet even now he will forgive, sinners, hear his voice and live. 4 Or will you crowd him from your door. That he may never call you more ? Then think, souls, how can you bear To sink in death and long despair ? 5 sinners, hear, he calls again, And do not linger on the plain ; Leave all and hy to Jesus' arms, And taste, taste his heav'nly charms. m Sinners warned. Q. "IVf Eze. 3 : 17. °' m * DESTRUCTION'S dang'rous road, What multitudes pursue ! While that which leads the soul to God, Is known or sought by few. 2 Believers enter in By Christ, the living door; But they who will not leave their sin, Must perish evermore. 3 If self must be denied, And sin forsaken quite, They rather choose the way that's wide, And strive to think it right. 4 Encompass'd by a throng, On numbers they depend ; They think so many can't be wrong, And miss a happy end. 5 But numbers are no mark That men will right be found ; A few were sav'd in Noah's ark, For many millions drown'd. 103 THE GOSPEL. 6 Obey the gospel call, And enter while you may; The flock of Christ remains still small, And none are safe but they. 162 L. M. THAT name to me sounds ever sweet, Where grace and truth do always meet, Where righteousness doth peace embrace, And opens wide a store of grace. 2 A meeting place it is indeed, Where mercy meets a sinner's need, And opens wide a gracious store, Sufficient to relieve the poor. 3 Hark ! don't you hear the heav'nly call? It soundeth loud, it is to all— To high and low, to bond and free, That none may say, " 'T is not for me." 4 " Ho ! ev'ry one that thirsts," he ^ries, " Here's wine and milk, in large snpplies, Come now to me, and drink your till, 'T is free for whomsoever will. 5 " Come, now receive, I ask no pay, But freely give it all away ; And all that do my word believe, Shall freely now my grace receive 163 Christ inviting sinners to Ms grace. C. M. AMAZING sight ! the Saviour sUnrf«, And knocks at ev'ry door; Ten thousand blessings in his hands, For to supply the poor. 2 "Behold, he saith, I bleed and die, To bring poor souls to rest ; Hear, sinners, while I'm passing by, And be forever blest. 104 INVITATION AND WAENING. 3 " Will you despise such bleeding love, And choose the way to hell? Or in the glorious realms above, With me forever dwell ? 4 "Say, will you hear my gracious voice, And have your sins forgiv'n? Or will you make a wretched choice, And bar yourself from heav'n ? 5 " Will you go down to endless night. And be forever slain ? Or dwell in everlasting light, Where I in glory reign ? 6 " Come now, dear soul, before I go, While I am passing by ; Say, will you bow to me or no? Say, will you live or die ?" ]64 A deathbed lamentation. CM. bring me," said the dying fair, With anguish in her tone, My costly robes, and jewels rare, Go! bring them every one." 2 They strew'd them on her dying bed, Those robes of princely cost! "Father !" with bitterness she said, " For these my soul was lost ! 3 " With glorious hope I once was blest, Nor fear'd the gaping tomb; With heav'n already in my breast, I look'd for heav'n to come. 4 " I heard a Saviour's pard'ning voice, My soul was filled with peace ; Father ! you bought me with these toys ; I barter'd heav'n for these. 105 "G° THE GOSPEL. 5 "Take them ! they are the price of blood! For these I lost my soul : For these, must bear the wrath of God, While ceaseless ages roll. 6 " Remember, when you look on these, Your daughter's fearful doom ! That she, her pride and thine to please, Went quaking to the tomb. 7 "Go! bear them from my sight and touch! Yon gifts I here restore ; Keep them with care : they cost you much — They cost your daughter more ! 8 " Look at them, every rolling year Upon my dying day; And drop for me the burning tear," She said, and sunk away. __ 165 Whoever will, let him come. C. M. Of WHAT amazing words of grace i Are in the gospel found ! Suited to every sinner's case, Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls Are freely welcome here; Salvation, like a river, rolls Abundant, free and clear. 3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love abounds, A deep, celestial spring. 4 Whoever will (0 gracious word!) Shall of this stream partake ; Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake. 106 INVITATION AND WARNING. lOu Exhortation to Old and Young. C M. DEAR people, all attention give, And hear what I do say : — I long your precious souls should live In everlasting day. 2 Bemember, you are hast'ning on To death's dark, gloomy shade ; Your joys on earth will soon be gone, Your flesh in dust be laid. 3 Death's iron gate you must pass through, Ere long, my precious friend,; Where do you then expect to go ? ! what will be your end? 4 Pray, meditate, before too late, While in a gospel land Behold, King Jesus at the gate Most lovingly doth stand. 5 Young men, how can you turn your face From such a glorious friend? Will you pursue the dangerous race, Regardless of the end? 6 Young women, too, what will you do, If out of Christ you die ? From all God's people you must go, To weep, lament and cry. 7 Come old, come young, who feel your guilt, The fountain 's open'd wide ; For you that precious blood was spilt, That flow'd from Jesus' side. 8 Here you may drink in endless joy, And sing redeeming love, Till golden harps your souls employ, In praising Christ above. 107 THE GOSPEL. 167 L. M. COME youth and people, one and all, And hear the Lord in friendship call ; I love your souls extremely dear, Therefore incline your ears and hear. 2 His heart is full of tenderness, His house the blessed house of peace, His servants shining agents are. Who shall attend you everywhere. 3 And if you truly willing be To follow Jesus, come with me, And march along the gospel road; It is the only way to God. 4 Why, then, if I to this agree, What will my brave companions say? This world will soon upon me frown, 'T will mow my flow'ry honors down. 5 Besides all this, I see no need Why I to Christ should make such speed; Because I am both well and young, And do expect my life is long. 6 Have me excused a few years more, Till I take ease in earthly store, And then I will with this comply, And fly to Jesus by and by. 7 O lovely youth, don't me deny, Nor put me off, for by and by Your soul and body both shall lie In ruin ; then for refuge fly. 8 The Master's Son's call is to-day, Come, answer me without delay ; It fills my heart with grief and woe To see kind Jesus slighted so. 108 INVITATION AND WARNING. 168 Expostulation. M. 7s, Double. SINNERS, turn ; why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why; God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live. He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands; — Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross his love and die ? 2 Sinners, turn; why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you why ; He who did your souls retrieve, Died himself, that you might live. Will ye let him die in vain? — Crucify yoiir Lord again? Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why Will ye slight his grace and die ? 3 dinners, turn ; why will ye die? 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? Will ye still refuse to live? Why, ye long-sought sinners, why Will ye grieve your God and die? 4 What could your Redeemer do, More than he has done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood ? After all his flow of love, — All his drawings from above, — Why will ye your Lord deny? Why will ye resolve to die? 109 THE GOSPEL. i £ Q Let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we p TVT A° y are dead. V' iV1 - T) UN to and fro in all thy glee, JX Young man, of all thy joys ; Yet think upon eternity, And what are all thy toys. 2 Will you in endless ruin lie ? Not heed the kind reprieve? stop and think : why will you die — Why not repent and live? 3 The Lord still calls thee day and night ; Yea, calls thee to his arms, 0! come to Jesus, choose that light, And you shall know its charms. 4 The Lord is gracious — hear him call, " turn, why will you die ?" come, he will forgive you all ; Come now, while he is nigh. 170 Call to the careless. C. M. ATTEND, young friends, while I relate, The dangers you are in, The evils that around you wait, While subject unto sin. 2 Although you flourish like the rose While in its branches green, Your sparkling eyes in death must close, No more will they be seen. 3 In silent shades you must lie down, There in your graves to dwell, Your Mends will then stand weeping round And bid a long farewell. 4 How small the world will then appear, When in that solemn hour ; When you Jehovah's voice shall hear, And feel His mighty power. no INYIT7.TI0N AND WARNING. 5 In vain you'll mourn your days are past, Alas! those days are gone; Your golden hours are spent at last ; And never to return. 6 Oh come just now, dear friends, begin While life's sweet moments last ; Turn to the Lord, forsake your siu, And he'll forgive what's past. 171 The incorrigible warned. o. M. SINNER ! awake, to think On what may be thy doom ; Awake and tremble, ere thou sink Below the silent tomb. 2 Sure there is nought on earth Has half the Saviour's charms ; And wilt thou then, with scornful mirth, Repel him from thy arms? 3 See how he interpos'd Between the curse and thee; What wondrous words of grace compos'd, To set thy spirit free. 4 How bitter was his pain, What heart can e'er conceive ? And wilt thou see him die in vain ? And not his mercy crave ? 5 How stupid and deprav'd Must be that wretched soul That still refuses to be sav'd, And yield to his control. 6 Where can ye hope to dwell, When from this world ye go ? Why choose the road that leads to hell And everlasting woe ? Ill THE GOSPEL. 172 Sinners Counseled. CM. YE unconverted, careless souls, Wake up, and turn to God Or else you'll surely be condemn'd, \aJ sy And fall beneath his rod. 2 For in the Bible it is said, By him who cannot lie, " Repent, believe, be born again — The soul that sins shall die." 3 Now, sinners, lay this well to heart, And turn without delay ; O, hasten to the Saviour's arms, Whilst it is call'd to-day. 4 It is your wisdom so to do, 'T will be your int'rest too ; Then be entreated now to come 'To Christ, who died for j'ou. 1 73 The Oospel Feast. L. M . C10ME, sinners, to the gospel feast, ; Let every soul be Jesus' guest ; There needs not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 The Lord hath sent to you the call ; — The invitation is to all : Come all the world, come sinner, thou, All things in Christ are ready now. ?> Come all ye souls by sins opprest, Ye restless wand'rers after rest: Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 The message as from God receive ; You all may come to Christ and live, ! let his love your souls constrain, Nor suffer him to die in vain. 112 INVITATION AND WARNING. 5 This is the time, no more delay, The invitation is to-day ; Come in this moment at his call, And live for him who died for all. 174 TJieAlarm. 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6 STOP, poor sinners ! stop and think, Before you further go ! Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting woe? On the verge of ruin stop, Now the friendly warning take ; Stay your footsteps, ere you drop Into the burning lake. 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose? Fear ye not that iron rod, With which he breaks his foes? Can you stand in that dread day, Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame ? 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to his bar : Then to hear your awful doom Will fill you with despair ! All your sins will round you crowd ; You shall mark their crimson dye ; Each for vengeance crying loud ; And what can you reply? 4 Though your heart were made of steel, Your forehead lined with brass, God at length will make you feel — He will not let you pass ; (8) 113 THE GOSPEL. Sinners then in vain will call,— Those who now despise his grace, — " Bocks and mountains on us fall, And hide us from thy face." 175 The Bappy Choice. L. M. TO-DAY — if ye will hear his voice, Now is the time to make your choice ; Say — will you to Mount Zion go? Say — will you have this Christ or no? 2 Ye wandering souls, who find no rest ! Say — will you be forever blest? Will you be saved from sin and hell? Will you with Christ in glory dwell? 3 Come now, dear friends, for ruin bound, Obey the gospel's joyful sound ; Come, go with us, and you shall prove The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 4 Once more we ask you in his name,— For yet his love remains the same, — Say — will you to Mount Zion go? Say — will you have this Christ or no ? 5 Leave all your sports and glitt'ring toys, Come, share with us eternal joys ; Or must we leave you bound to hell? Then ! dear friends, a long farewell. 176 And yet there is room. CM. YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast ; Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, For every humble guest. 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms, But see, there yet is room! 114 KEPENTANCE AND FAITH. 3 Eoom in the Saviour's bleeding heart: There love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his feet. 4 In him the Father reconcil'd, Invites vour souls to come ; The rebel shall be call'd a child, And kindly weleom'd home. 5 O come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love : While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 6 There, with united heart and voice, Before th/ eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In extacies unknown. 7 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come ; Ye longing souls, the grace adore ; Approach — there yet is room ! REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 177 Godly Sorrow. C. M. PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet, A guilty rebel lies ; And upward to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 Oh, let not justice frown me hence; Stay, stay the vengeful storm ! Forbid it that Omnipotence Should crush a feeble worm. 3 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 115 THE GOSPEL. 4 But no such sacrifice I plead, To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which thou hast shed ; No blood but thou hast spilt. 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 1 rro Bend your heart. f] \\ Joel 2: 13. °' m ' SINNER, bring not tears alone, Or outward form of pray 'r, But let it in thy heart be known That penitence is there. 2 To smite the breast, the clothes to rend, God asketh not of thee ; Thy secret soul he bids thee bend In true humility. 3 let us, then, with heartfelt grief, Draw near unto our God, And pray to him to grant relief, And stay the lifted rod. 4 righteous Judge, if thou wilt deign To grant us what we need, We pray for time to turn again, And grace to turn indeed. 1 TQ The prayer of the heavy laden. T, "M" I ' y Matt. 11 : 28. "V" m ' OTHAT my load of sin were gone ! that I could at last submit At Jesus' feet to lay it down ! To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 2 Rest for my soul I long to find, Saviour of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 116 REPENTANCE AND FAITII. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my Lord, Thy light and easy burden prove ; . The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood, The labor of thy dying love. 5 I would, but thou must give the pow'r; My heart from ev'ry sin release ; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill me with thy perfect peace. 1 QH Take not thy Holy Spirit from me. T. ~\f loU Psalm 51: 11. u - m ' STAY ! thou insulted Spirit, stay ! Though I have done thee such despite ; Cast not the sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. I Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd — Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd, 3 Yet O, the chief of sinners spare ! In honor of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear, I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 Yet if thou canst my sin forgive, E'en now, O Lord! relieve my woes, Into thy rest of love receive, And bless me with a calm repose. 5 E'en now my weary soul release, And raise me by thy gracious hand, Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promis'd land. 117 THE GOSPEL. 1 Qi Th,e pool of Bethesda. Q TVf LOL r John 5: 2. °* 1VJ " BESIDE the gospel pool, Appointed for the poor, From year to year my longing soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move, And others round me stepping in, Their efficacy prove. 3 But I do still remain— I feel the very same ; As full of guilt, and fear, and shame, As when at first 1 came. 4 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I ? 5 But whither shall I go? There is no other pool, Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow, To make a sinner whole. 1 C n Mercy for the chief of sinners. 7 H ■*- ^ 1 Tim. 1:15. . '?■ DEPTH of mercy! — can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God his wrath forbear, And the chief of sinners spare? 2 I have long withstood his grace; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hear his gracious calls; Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Jesus, answer from above : Is not all thy nature love? Wilt thou not the wrong forget? Lo, I fall before thy feet. 118 REPENTANCE AND FAIMT. 4 Now incline me to repent; Let me now my fall lament, Deeply my revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more. 1 83 Pleading the merits of Christ. 0. M. FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, No other help I know; If thou withdraw thyself from me, Ah! whither shall I go? 2 What did thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath? What pain, what labor, to secure My soul from second death ? 3 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 ; 0, let me now receive that gift ! My soul, without it, dies. iQ/( The Pharisee and publican. T ; IV f 184 Luke 18: 9-14. U ' M ' BEHOLD how sinners disagree — The publican and Pharisee ; One doth his righteousness proclaim, The other owns his guilt and shame. 2 This man at humble distance stands, And cries for grace with lifted hands ; That boldly rises near the throne, And talks of duties he has done. 3 The Lord their different language knows, And diff 'rent answers he bestows ; The humble soul with grace he crowns, Whilst on the proud his anger frowns. 119 THE GOSPEL. 4 Dear Father, let me never be Join'd with the boasting Pharisee * I have no merit of my own, But plead the sufferings of thy Son. 185 S. M. IF Jesus Christ was sent To save us from our sin, And kindly teach us to repent, We should at once begin. 2 He says he loves to see A broken-hearted one ; He loves that sinners, such as we, Should mourn for what we've done. 3 'T is not enough to say, "We're sorry, and repent," Yet still go on from day to day, Just as we always went. 4 Repentance is to leave The sins we lov'd before, And show that we in earnest grieve. By doing so no more. 5 Lord, make us thus sincere, To watch as well as pray ; However small, however dear, Take all our sins away. 6 And since the Saviour came, To make us turn from sin, With holy grief and humble shame We would at once begin. 186 Indwelling sin lamented. C M. WITH tears of anguish, I lament, Here at thy feet, my God, My passion, pride and discontent, And vile ingratitude. 120 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 2 Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been ; So faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin. 3 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel These struggles in my breast? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest? 4 Break, sov'reign grace, O, break the charm, And set the captive free ; Reveal, almighty God, thine arm, And haste to rescue me. 187 The stubborn heart. L. M. OFOR a glance of heavenly day, To melt this stubborn stone away ! And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake • The seas can roar; the mountains shake : Of feeling all things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, Dear Lord, an adamant would melt ! But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. 4 Eternal Spirit, mighty God, Apply within the Saviour's blood : ' T is his rich blood, and his alone, Can move and melt this heart of stone. 188 Sin lamented. b. M. AH ! whither should I go, Burden'd, and sick, and faint? To whom should I my trouble show, And pour out my complaint ? 121 THE GOSPEL. 2 My Saviour bids me come ; Oh ! why do I delay ? He calls tne weary sinner home, And yet from him I stay. 3 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part, Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart ? 4 Jesus, the hind'rance show, Which I have fear'd to see ; And let me now consent to know What keeps me back from thee. 5 Some cursed thing unknown Must surely lurk within, Some idol which I'll not disown, Some secret bosom sin. 6 My God, now search me through, My inmost heart now try ; Oh, break my will, thy will to do, And save me, lest I die. 139 Pleading the promise. C M. LORD, I approach the mercy-seat, Where thou dost answer prayer ; There humbly fall before thy feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh : Thou call est burdened souls to thee, And such, Lord ! am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely press'd, By foes without and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 122 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, That, sheltered near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, thou hast died. 5 ! wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name ! 190 Imploring mercy. Ja. M. SHOW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive ! Let a repenting rebel live : Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee? 2 My crimes are great, but can'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 O ! 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 judgment 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, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. 123 THE GOSPEL. 1 9 1 Blind Bartimeus. M. 8s & 7s. "iWTERCY! thon Son of David!" 1_YjL Thus blind Bartimeus cried. "Others by thy grace are saved, Let it be to roe applied." For his crying many chid him ; But he cried the louder still: Till his gracious Saviour bade him, " Come and ask me what you will." 2 Money was not what he wanted, Though by begging he did live ; Yet he ask'd, and Jesus granted Alms that none but he can give. "Lord, remove this grievous blindness, Let my eyes behold the day :" Straight he saw, and won by kindness, Follow'd Jesus in the way. 3 Now methinks I hear him praising, Publishing to all around : "Friends, is not my case amazing? What a Saviour I have found! O that all the blind but knew him ! Or would be advis'd by me ; Sure, if they would come unto him, He would cause them all to see !" 192 Prayer and supplication. Jj. M , OTHOU, who hear'st when sinners cry! Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin : Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 124 REPENTANCE AND FAITH. 3 Though I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, Thy help and comfort still afford ; And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 4 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring ; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 193 A living faith. C. M. MISTAKEN souls, that dream of heaven, And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, While they are slaves to lust. 2 How vain are fancy's airy flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living pow'r unites To Christ, the living Head. 3 'Tis faith that purifies the heart; 'T is faith that works by love ; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 This faith shall every fear control By its celestial pow'r, With holy triumph fill the soul, In death's approaching hour. 194 "Just as lam." L. M. JUST as I am — without one plea, Save that thy blood was shed for m§, And that thou bidst me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 2 Just as I am — and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 125 THE GOSPEL. S Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; Life, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I want in thee to find, Lamb of God, I come, I come ! 4 Just as I am — thou wilt receive, Wilt pardon, comfort, cleanse, relieve; Because thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come, I come! 5 Just as I am — for love unknown Has broken every barrier down ; Now to be thine, and thine alone, Lamb of God, I come, I come! 195 The way to heaven. L. M. JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, — He, whom I fix my hopes upon; — His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's high-way of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourn'd because I found it not; My grief a burden long had been, Because I was not saved from sin. 4 The more I strove against its pow'r, 1 felt its weight, and guilt the more, Till late I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul, I am the way." 5 Lo! glad I come, and thou blest Lamb Shalt take me to thee, whose I am: Nothing but self have I to give, Nothing but love shall I receive. 126 H' JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION. 6 Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, " Behold the way to God !" JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION. 196 Man's recovery from ruin. G. M. "0 W sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains! And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word; " Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, And runs to this relief: I would believe thy promise, Lord, 0, help my unbelief. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly; Here let me wash my spotted soul, From crimes of deepest dye. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall ; Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. 1 Q»7 My grace is sufficient for ihee. T "\f 1 y ■ 2 Cor. 12 : 9. 1J ' 1V1, &RACE, 't is a most delightful theme ; 'T is grace that rescues guilty man, "Pis grace divine, all conqu'ring, free, Or it had never rescu'd me. 2 'T was grace that quicken'd me when dead, And grace my soul to Jesus led ; Grace brought me pardon for my sin, And grace subdues mv lust within. 127 THE GOSPEL. 3 'T is grace that sweetens ev'ry cross, And grace supports in ev'ry loss ; In Jesus' grace my soul is strong ; Grace is my shield, and grace my song. 4 'T is grace defends when danger's near, By grace alone I persevere ; 'T is grace constrains my soul to love, And grace will bear me safe above. 5 Of grace, free grace, alone I boast, And 't is in grace alone I trust; And when I rise to heav'n, my home, I'll shout free grace, free grace alone ! i QQ Salvation only in Christ. p \f *-*& Acts 4: 12. v * 1VL WHEN wounded sore, the stricken soul Lies bleeding and unbound, One only hand, a pierced hand, Can heal the siimer's wound. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, And tears of anguish flow, One only heart, a broken heart, Can feel the sinner's woe. 3 When penitence has wept in vain Because of some dark spot, One only stream, a stream of blood, Can wash away the blot. 4 'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, This hand that brings relief, This heart that's touched with all our joys, And feeleth for our grief. 5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, Lord, Unseal that cleansing tide ; We have no shelter from our sin But in thv wounded side. 12P. JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION. 199 Efficacy of the Atoning Blood. C. M. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransom'd Church of God Are saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stam'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. Cif\(\ My soul shall rejoice in his salvation, p ~\I Psalm 35 : 9. Kj ' m ' ALVATION ! 0, the joyful sound ! 'T is pleasure to our ears; A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay; But we arise by grace divine To see a heav'nly day. Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. (9) 129 s- THE GOSPEL. 4 Salvation! 0, thou bleeding Lamb, To thee the praise belongs ! Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. OH1 Hooked, and there was none to help, r* \f * UJ - Isaiah 63: 5. yj ' J **1 PLUNG'D 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 peace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and (O amazing love !) He came to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled ; Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 0, 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. OHO The divine attributes harmonized, etc. T. ~\jf ^vb Psalm 85: lu. *" m ' OLOVE, beyond conception great, That forni'd the vast and wondrous plan, Where all divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man. 5 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, And justice all her right maintains — Astonish'd angels stoop to gaze, While mercv o'er the guilty reigns. 130 JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION. 3 Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too ; In Christ they both harmonious meet ; He paid to justice all her due; And now he fills the mercy-seat. •)HQ A song of deliverance. C\ ~\1 Psaim40: 1-5. V* m> I WAITED patient for the Lord, He bow'd to hear my cry; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay, And from the bonds released my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad, The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God, Their only hope and fear. 5 When I'm afflicted, poor and low, And light and pe^iee depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart. i}f\A Lovest Ihou me? 7^° Matt. 5:1-12. ■"•-««■• BLESS'D are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are giv'n, And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n. 2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows — A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Bless'd are the souls who thirst for grace, Hunger and thirst for righteousness ; They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread. 4 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the glowing coals of strife; They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 5 Bless'd are the suff'rers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord: Glory and joy are their reward. 226 The firm foundation. lis* HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said— You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 147 THE GOSPEL. *2 In ev'ry condition — in sickness, in health, hi poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea— As thy day may demand, shall thy strength ever he. 3 E'en down to old age, all ray people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 4 The soul that on Jesiis hath lean'd for repose, 1 will not, I will not, desert to its foes ; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake ! THE HOLY SPIRIT. 227 PentecosL A G ts2. L - M - &REAT was the day, the joy was great, When the divine disciples met; While on their heads the Spirit came, And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave! And pow'r to kill, and pow'r to save ! [words Furnished their tongues with wondrous Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 3 Thus armed, he sent the champions forth, From east to west, from south to north ; Go, and assert your Saviour's cause, Go, spread the mystery of his cross. 4 These weapons of the holy war, Of what almighty force they are, To make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low! 5 Nations, the learned and the rude, Are by these heav'nly arms subdued; While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. 148 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 6 Great King of grace, my heart subdue : 1 would be led in triumph too, A willing capitve to my Lord, And sing the victories of his word. 228 God's Spirit will not always strive. \j. M. QUENCH not the Spirit of the Lord, The Holy One from heaven; The Comforter, beloved, adored, To man in mercy given. 2 Quench not the Spirit of the Lord; "He will not always strive:" Oh, tremble at that awful word; Sinner ! awake and live. 3 Quench not the Spirit of the Lord, It is thy only hope ; Oh, let his aid be now implored, Let prayer be lifted up. 4 Grieve not the Spirit of the Lord, Heirs of redeeming grace; With grateful hearts his love record, Whose presence fills the place. 229 Prayer to the Spirit. M. 7s. &RACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, Let thy light within me shine; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me full of heaven and love. 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart. Seal salvation on my heart; Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 149 THE CHURCH, 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord, forever thine. 230 Breathing after the Spirit. C. M. COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love In these cold hearts of ours. . 2 Look, how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys; i Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs ; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate — Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. TILE CHURCH— ITS CHARACTER AND PRIVILEGES. 231 Ood the defense of Zion. 8s, 7s & 4 ZION stands with hills surrounded — Zion, kept by pow'r divine: All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine. Happy Zion, What a favor' d lot is thine ! 150 ITS CHARACTER AND PRIVILEGES. 2 Every human tie may perish, Friend to friend unfaithful prove; Mothers cease their own to cherish, Heav'n and earth at last remove; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright, But can never cease to love thee; Thou art precious in his sight: God is with thee — God, thine everlasting light. OQO Fear not. little flock. f] 1\T £d * Luke 12: 32. w. J«- YE little flock, whom Jesus feeds, Dismiss your anxious cares; Look to the Shepherd of your souls, And smile away your fears. 2 Though wolves and lions prowl around, His staff is your defense : [voice 'Midst sands 'and rocks your Shepherd's Calls streams and pastures thence. 3 Your Father will a kingdom give, And give it with delight ; His feeblest child his love shall call To triumph in his sight. 4 Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring For sure supports like these: And o'er the pious dead we sing Thy living promises. 233 The gracious visit. C. P. M. THE Lord into his garden comes, The spices yield their rich perfumes, The lilies grow and thrive; Refreshing showers of grace divine From Jesus flow to every vine, Which make the dead revive. 151 THE CHURCH, 2 O, that this dry and barren ground,. In springs of water may abound, A fruitful soil become : The desert blossoms as the rose. While Jesus conquers all his foes, And makes his people one. 3 Come, brethren, you that love the Lord, Who taste the sweetness of his word, In Jesus' ways go on ; Our troubles and our trials here Will only make us richer there, When we arrive at home. 4 The glorious time is rolling on, The gracious work is now begun, My soul a witness is : I taste and see the pardon free For all mankind as well as me; Who come to Christ may live. 5 Amen, amen, my soul replies, I hope to meet you in the skies, And find a mansion there; Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, To meet you in that heav'nly land, Where we shall part no more. 234 A prayer for a church newly organized. Li. M. LORD, bless thy saints assembled here, In solemn cov'nant now to join ; Unite them in thy holy fear, And in thy love their hearts combine. 2 give this church a large increase Of such as thou wilt own and bless ; Lord, fill their hearts with joy and peace, And clothe them with thy righteousness. 152 ITS CHARACTER AND PRIVILEGES. 3 Make her a garden wall'd with grace, A temple built for God below, Where thy blest saints may see thy face, And fruits of thy bless'd Spirit grow. t) Q K The sure foundation. C\ l\f ^3 J lsaiali28: 16. u " **• BEHOLD the sure foundation stone, Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, Let saints adore thy name ; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise ; 'T is thine own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. t)9£ The church stillin conflict with foes. Q. \f 2 Tim. 3: 14 'AR down the ages now, Much of her journey done, The pilgrim church pursues her way, Until her crown be won. F No wider is the gate, No broader is the way, No smoother is the ancient path, That leads to life and day. No sweeter is the cup, Nor less our lot of ill; 'T was tribulation ages since, 'T is tribulation still. 153 THE CHURCH, 4 No slacker grows the fight, No feebler is the foe, Nor less the need of armor tried, Of shield, and spear, and bow. 5 Thus onward still we press, Through evil and through good — Through pain, and poverty, and want, Through peril and through blood. 6 Still faithful to our God, And to our Captain true, We follow where he leads the way, The kingdom in our view. O on The wheal and the tares. T. "\f «•>* . Matt. 13 : 24-30. - u ' ' THOUGH, in the earthly church below, The wheat and tares together grow, Jesus ere long will weed the crop, And pluck the tares in anger up. 2 Will it relieve their horrors there, To recollect their stations here ? [knew, How much ftiey heard, how much they How long among the wheat they grew? 3 O! this will aggravate their case! They perish under means of grace: To them the word of life and faith Became an instrument of death. 4 We seem alike when thus we meet — Strangers might think we all were wheat; But to the Lord's all-searching eyes Each heart appears without disguise. 5 But though they grow so tall and strong, His plan will not require them long ; In harvest, when he saves his own, The tares shall into hell be thrown. 154 I ITS CHARACTER AND PRIVILEGES. O Q Q Attachment to the church. Q M Psalm 137 : 6. °' xVJ " LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode — The church our blest Redeemer sav'd With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God: Her walls before thee stand,. Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on th}' hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall ; For her my pray'rs ascend ; To her my cares and toils be giv'n, Till toils and cares shall end. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heav'nly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from ev'ry snare and foe Shall great deliv'rance fyring. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be giv'n The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heav'n. O Q Q The church admonished. C "IVf ^*> y Acts 2: 4'2. °- m ' ALL you who have confess'd That Jesus is the Lord, And to his people join'd yourselves, According to his word : 2 In Zion you must dwell, Her altar ne'er forsake ; Must come to all her solemn feasts, Of all her joys partake. 155 THE CIIUJRCH, 3 She must employ your thoughts, And your unceasing care ; Her welfare be your constant wish, And her increase your pray'r. 4 With humbleness of mind, Among her sons rejoice ; A meek-.and quiet spirit is With God of highest price. 5 Never offend nor grieve Your brethren by the way; But shun the dark abodes of strife, Like children of the day. 6 In all your Saviour's ways, With willing footsteps move; Be faithful unto death, and then You'll reign with him above. 240 The Christian Church. H. M. 6 & 8. ALTHOUGH despis'd by men, A little feeble band, Protection we obtain From the Redeemer's hand. Though oft our foes would us devour, We stand upheld by Jesus' pow'r. 2 While on him we depend, And truly fear his name, He'll prove a faithful friend, And ne'er put us to shame ; He'll guard us safe thro' all the way> To the fair climes of endless day. 3 Our Shepherd leads us on, While we obey his voice ; He guides us to his throne, And in him we'll rejoice : Though strait the way, we need not fear, If to the end we persevere. 156 ITS CHARACTER AND PRIVILEGES. 4 Ourselves we must deny, And daily take our cross ; From ev'ryevil fly, Or we shall surfer loss. Till victory we completely win, We will maintain the war with sin. 5 Lord, when our hearts shall fail, And earthly comforts die, May thy rich grace prevail, And bear our souls on high. There, while our glowing love shall flame, Our deathless tongues shall praise thy name. 241 Organizing a church. 0. M. PLANTED in Christ, the living vine, This day, with one accord, Ourselves, with humble faith and joy, We yield to thee, Lord. 2 Join'd in one body may we be; One inward life partake ; One be our heart; one heavenly hope In ev'ry bosom wake. 3 In pray'r, in effort, tears, and toils, One wisdom be our guide ; Taught by one Spirit from above, In thee may we abide. 4 Complete in us, whom grace hath call'd, Thy glorious work begun, thou, in whom the church on earth And church in heav'n are one. 5 Then, when, among the saints in light, Our joyful spirits shine, Shall anthems of immortal praise, Lamb of God, be thine. 157 THE CHURCH. THE MINISTRY. O/jQ They watch for your souls. C\ AT ^4Z HelD. 13: 17. Y" - VJ - LET Zion's watchmen all awake, And take th' alarm they give; Now let them from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive. 2 'T is not a cause of small import, The pastor's care demands; But what might fill an angel's heart, And fill'd a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heav'nly bliss forego; For souls, which must forever live In raptures, or in woe. 4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see ; And watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. 243 Go, labor on. L. M. C\ 0, labor on! spend and be spent, VJT And strive to do thy Father's will; It is the way the Master went, Should not the servant tread it still? 2 Go, labor on, while it is day ! — The long dark night is hastening on : Speed, speed thy work— up from thy sloth, It is not thus that souls are won. 3 See thousands dying at thy side, Your brethren, kindred, friends at home; See millions perishing afar; Haste, brethren, to the rescue come! 4 Toil on, toil on : thou soon shalt find For labor, rest; for exile, home; Soon shalt thou hear the bridegroom's voice, The midnight crv, " Behold, I come." "158 THE MINISTRY. O a A Bold to speak the word without fear. T, \f 444 Pliil. 1: 14. JJ " m " SHALL I, for fear of feeble man, The Spirit's course in me restrain ? Or, undismay'd in deed and word, Be a true witness of my Lord ? 2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I Conceal the word of God Most High? How then before thee shall I dare To stand, or how thine anger bear? 3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, Soften thy truth, or smooth my tongue, To gain earth's gilded toys — or flee The cross endur'd, my Lord, by thee ? i What then is he whose scorn I dread? Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? A man ! an heir of death! a slave To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! . 5 Yea, let men rage ; since thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head : Since in all pain thy tender love Will still my sure refreshment prove. 6 Give me thy strength, God of pow'r, Then let winds blow, or thunder roar, Thy faithful witness will I be ; 'T is fix'd ! — I can do all through thee. 2 i5 Prayer for the success of ministers. Jj. M. Fx\THER of mercies, bow thine ear, Attentive to our earnest pray'r: We plead for those who plead for thee; Successful pleaders may they be. 2 How great their work, how vast their charge ! Do thou their anxious souls enlarge ; Their best endowments are our gain ; We share the blessings they obtain. 159 THE CHURCn. 3 0, clothe with energy divine Their words ; and let those words be thine ; To them thy sacred truth reveal ; Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 4 Teach them to sow the precious seed ; Teach them thy chosen flock to feed ; Teach them immortal souls to gain, And thus reward their toil and pain. 5 Let thronging multitudes around Hear from their lips the joyful sound, In humble strains thy grace implore, And feel thy Spirit's living power. q A £ How beautiful are the feet, etc. Q \r z ^° Rom. 10: 15. °- iU ' TTOW beauteous are their feet XX Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice! How sweet the tidings are! " Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes That see this heav'nly light! Prophets and kings desir'd it long, But died, without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 160 THE MINISTRY. 6* The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad: Let all the nations now behold Their Saviour and their God. O A n -A prayer for a minister . Q M Hi lTkess. 5:25. °* 1>J - &0 with thy servant, Lord, His ev'ry step attend ; All needful help to him afford, And bless him to the end. 2 Preserve him from all wrong ; Stand thou at his right hand: And keep him from the sland'rous tongue And persecuting band. 3 May he proclaim aloud The wonders of thy grace ; And do thou, to the list'ning crowd, His faithful labors bless. 4 Farewell, dear lab'rer, go ; We part with thee in love ; And if we meet no more below, may we meet above. OJQ They spake the word of God, etc. 8g & 7s BOLD in speech and bold in action, Be for ever ! Time will test, Of the free-soul'd and the slavish, Which fulfils life's mission best. 2 Be thou like the noble ancients — Scorn the threat that bids thee fear ; Speak! no matter what betide thee; Let them strike, but make them hear! 3 Be thou like the great apostle — Be thou like heroic Paul ; If a true thought seek expression, Speak it boldly ! speak it all ! (11) 161 THE CHURCH. 4 Face thy foes and thy accusers ; Scorn the prison, rack or rod ! And if thou hast truth to utter, Speak ! and leave the rest to God ! O/jQ A choice for ministers. r< M ^ 4y Acts 1:23-26. V.-JRi VOUCHSAFE, Lord, thy presence now, Direct us in thy fear ; Before thy throne we humbly bow, And offer fervent pray'r. 2 Give us the men whom thou shalt choose, Thy house on earth to guide; Those who shall ne'er their power abuse, Or rule with haughty pride. 3 Inspir'd with w T isdom from above, And with discretion bless'd ; Displaying meekness, temp'rance, love, Of ev'ry grace possess'd ; 4 These are the men we seek of thee, God of righteousness : Such may thy servants ever be ; With such thy people bless. 250 Faith in the seed of truth. S. M SOW in the morn thy seed ; At eve hold not thy hand : To doubt and fear give thou no heed ; Broad -cast it o'er the land. 2 The good, the fruitful ground, Expect not here nor there ; O'er hill and dale by plots 'tis found — Go forth, then, everywhere. 3 Thou know'st not which may thrive, The late or early sown ; Grace keeps the precious germ alive, When and wherever strewn. 162 THE MINISTRY. 4 And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength, The tender blade, the stock, the ear, And the full corn at length. 5 Thou canst not toil in vain ; Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, Shall foster and mature the grain, For garners in the sky. 251 Winning souls to ChrUL' M. 7s. WOULD you win a soul to God ? Tell him of a Saviour's blood, Once for dying sinners spilt, To atone for all their guilt. 2 Tell him how the streams did glide From his hands, his feet, his side ; How his head with thorns was crowned, And his heart in sorrow drowned ; — 3 How he yielded up his breath ; How he agonized in death ; How he lives to intercede — Christ, our Advocate and Head. 4 Tell him, it was sovereign grace Led thee first to seek his face — Made thee choose the better part, Wrought salvation in thy heart. 5 Tell him of that liberty Wherewith Jesus makes us free ; Sweetly speak of sins forgiven — Earnest of the joys of heaven. O KO Trials of the ministry. TT "|\f AOL 2 Cor. 2: 16. L± ' iVi ' WHAT contradictions meet In ministers' employ! It is a bitter sweet, A sorrow full of jov; 163 THE CHURCH. No other post affords a place For equal honor or disgrace. 2 Who can describe the pain Which faithful preachers feel, Constrain'd to speak in vain To hearts as hard as steel? Or who can tell the pleasures felt When stubborn hearts begin to melt ? 3 If some small hope appear, They still are not content ; But with a jealous fear, They watch for the event: Too oft they find their hopes deceiv'd ; Then how their inmost souls are griev'd ! 4 But when their pains succeed, And from the tender blade The ripening ears proceed, Their toils qje overpaid: No harvest joy can equal theirs, To find the fruit of all their cares. COUNCIL AND CONFERENCE MEETINGS. 253 A prayer/or union in council. Ij. M. INDULGENT God of love and pow'r, Be with us at this place and hour ! Smile on our souls ; our plans approve, By which we seek to spread thy love. 2 Let each discordant thought be gone, And love unite our hearts in one : Let all we have and are, combine To forward objects so divine. 3 0, may we feel the worth of souls, Be men of God, whom grace controls, Fight the good fight, and win the crown, And by our Father's side sit down. 164 L ( OKI Meeting for council. H M Acts 15: 6. KJm Ay± - ORD, in thy presence here we meet May we in thee be found ! 0, make the place divinely sweet, And let thy grace abound. 2 With harmony thy servants bless, That we may own to thee How good, how sweet, how pleasant 'tis, When brethren all agree. 3 May Zion's good be kept in view, And bless our feeble aim, That all we undertake to do, May glorify thy name. BAPTISM. CtF^f\ We are buried with him by baptism, r] TVf A'JJ Horn. 6:4. ** x L ' BURIED beneath the yielding wave The great Redeemer lies ; Faith views him in the wat'ry grave, And thence beholds him rise. 2 Thus do his willing saints, to-day, Their ardent zeal express, And, in the Lord's appointed way, Fulfil all righteousness. 3 With joy we in his footsteps tread, And would his cause maintain — Like him be number'd with the dead, And with him rise and reign. i)Ka The baptism of Christ. Q Q 7 a Xr 4. Matt. 3 : 13-17. ° b > ' b ** *■ '0 the flowing stream of Jordan Lo ! the King of Zion came ; There the ancient Baptist waited, 165 r THE CH-URCII. To immerse the spotless Lamb: They descended To the Saviour's wat'ry tomb. 2 Thus baptiz'd, the great Redeemer Show'd the way his saints should tread, And, when rising from the water, God approv'd and blest the deed, And the Spirit Rested on his sacred head ! 3 Come, then, ye who love the Saviour, Fear not now to own your Lord, Joyful though the world should scorn you, Follow Christ, obey his word: He'll defend you — Fear ye not to follow 'him! 4 Hear the Saviour saying to you, From his glorious throne above — Ye who trust in me for pardon, By obedience show your love : Be baptized, My example shows the way. 5 Lord, our hearts incline to follow In the way which thou didst tread ; We will turn from ev'ry other, While thy sacred word we read : 0, Redeemer! Gladly now we'll follow thee ! 257 Salem'sbrightKing. G. P. M. SALEM'S bright King, Jesus by name, In former time to Jordan came, All righteousness to fill ; 'T was there the ancient Baptist stood, Whose name was John, a man of God, To do his Master's will. 166 BAPTISM. 2 Down in old Jordan's rolling stream, The Baptist led the holy Lamb, And there did him baptize; Jehovah saw his darling Son, And was well pleas'd with what he'd done, And owned him from the skies. 3 Come, converts, come, his voice obey, — Salem's great King has mark'd the way, And has a crown prepar'd; O then arise, and give consent, Walk in the way that Jesus went, And have a great reward. 4 Believers, come, now gather 'round, And let your joyful songs abound, With cheerful hearts arise; See — here is water, here is room, A loving Saviour calling, Come, Ye converts, be baptized. 5 Behold, his servant waiting stands, With willing heart and ready hands, To wait upon the bride; Ye candidates, your hearts prepare, And let us join in solemn pray'r, Down by the water side. 258 Christ our Exemplar. CM. JESUS the cross for me endur'd, And all its shame despised : — And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, With thee to be baptized? 2 Didst thou the great example lead, In Jordan's swelling flood? And shall my pride disdain the deed, That 's worthy of my God ? 167 THE CHURCH. 3 Lord, the ardor of thy love Eeproves my cold delays ; And now my willing footsteps move In thy delightful ways. O K Q His commandments are not grievous. C\ A/f 1 John 5:3. Kj ' lV1 * "T is a very pleasant thing To follow Christ our Lord ; And thus obey our heav'nly King, According to his word. r 2 Down to the water-side we go, By Christ's example led; Into the same we come also, As did our glorious Head. 3 Saviour, we bless thy wondrous name, For thy example bright; We love to imitate the same, As thou dost us invite. 260 A prayer for the baptized. CM. LET plenteous grace descend on those Who, hoping in thy word, This day have solemnly declar'd That Jesus is their Lord. 2 With cheerful feet may they advance, And run the Christian race, And, through the troubles of the way, • Find all-sufficient grace. 3 Lord, plant us all into thy death, That we thy life may prove— Partakers of thy cross beneath, And of thy crown above. 168 BAPTISM. 261 After baptism. C. M. PEOCLAIM, saith Christ, my wondrous To all the sons of men ; [grace He that believes and is baptiz'd, Salvation shall obtain. 2 Let plenteous grace descend on those, Who, hoping in thy word, This day have publicly declar'd, That Jesus is their Lord. 3 With cheerful feet may they advance, And run the Christian race ; And, through the troubles of the way, Find all-sufficient grace. 262 Buried by baptism. 8s, 7s & 4. THOU hast said, exalted Jesus, " Take thy cross and follow me ;" Shall the word with terror seize us ? Shall we from the burden flee? Lord, I'll take it, And, rejoicing, follow thee. 2 While this liquid tomb surveying, Emblem of my Saviour's grave, Shall I shun its brink, betraying Feelings worthy of a slave? No! I'll enter: Jesus entered Jordan's wave. o Blessed sign which thus reminds me, Saviour, of thy love for me! Buc more blest the love that binds me, In its deathless bonds to thee : O what pleasure, Buried with my Lord to be! 169 THE CHURCH. 4 Should it rend some fond connection, Should I suffer shame or loss, Still the fragrant, blest reflection, I have been where Jesus was, Will revive me, When I faint beneath the cross. 263 Baptism is not regeneration. 0. M. THE sacraments are holy signs And precious gospel seals; They 'xhibit what the Lord designs, And what his word reveals. 2 But these are not themselves the grace Which signs and seals set forth; The supper's not the sacrifice, Nor water the new birth. 3 The sacraments were never meant A substitute for grace, They 're not the truths they represent, Nor must they take their place. 4 Sinners may publicly profess, And signs arid seals receive, Of what they never did possess, Of what they don't believe. 5 But Christ, by his own pow'rful blood, . Ascends above the skies; And, in the presence of our God, Shows his own sacrifice. 264 The mode defined. L. M. ETERNAL Spirit, heavenly dove, On these baptismal subjects move ; That they, through love and grace divine, May have the substance with the sign. 170 BArriSM. 2 We to this place are come to show What we to boundless mercy owe; The Saviour'-s footsteps to explore, And tread the path he trod before. 3 When Christ his offering was to make, He often of a baptism spake. And ! how straitened was he, till He had fulfilled his Father's will. 4 A double baptism he displayed. Ere all the mighty debt was paid. He was immersed in Jordan's flood, And then baptized in sweat and blood. 5 When wrestling in Gethsemane, He showed baptism how to be: Be forward went a little space, Fell three times down upon his face. 6 Thus was foreshowed the mode and plan, The Son of God laid down for man ; Thus trine immersion was portrayed, When in his sweat and blood he laid. 7 Dear converts, then your Lord pursue, And walk the path he trod for you; Take up your cross with willing heart, That you may have with him a part. 265 C. M LAMB of God, for sinners slain, I yield myself to thee ; For thou hast borne my every pain, And sin wast made for me; For thou hast worn this feeble flesh And felt this aching heart, And tasted all the bitterness Life's anguish can impart. 171 THF CHURCH. 2 Lamb of God, for sinners slain, This day I put thee on ; For thou hast purged niy guilty stain, And made me all thine own; I dedicate, O, Lord, to thee, My eveiy part and power; And pray that thou wilt ever be My stronghold and my tower. 3 Lamb of God, for sinners slain, That all through thee might live ; Some sinful hearts this day constrain Thy mercy to receive. Look down, look down upon thy church, In faith assembled here ; And let thy Spirit move all hearts To sympathy and prayer. FEET-WASHING. 266 Ordinance of washing feet. Li. M. WHEN Jesus Christ w r as here below He taught his people what to do : And would we yield obedience meet, We must descend to washing feet. 2 For on the night he was betray'd, He for us all a pattern laid : When supper ends, he from his seat Arose and washed his brethren's feet. The Lord, who made the earth and sky, Arose, and laid his garments by, And washed their feet — to show that we Should always kind and humble be. He washed their feet, tho' they were clean ; Nor did he mean to cleanse from sin ; — But Peter said, "It shall not be; Thou shalt not stoop to washing me." 172 o FEET- WASHING. 5 Then Jesus said, "If you refuse, And will not my instructions choose, Thou hast no part or lot with me :" Then Peter yielded willingly. 6 Like Peter — some still disobejT " 'T is not essential," they will say ; But such a pretext will not stand Before our Saviour's plain command : — 7 " You call me Lord, and Master too ; Then do as I have done to you : Keep all my words and laws, complete, And prove your love, by washing feet. 8 "Ye shall be happy, if ye know And do these things, by faith, below ; And I will guide you, till you die, And then receive your souls on high." 267 Feet-washing a church ordinance. 0. M. I'N Jesus' name once more we meet, To honor him who said : Ye ought to wash each other's feet, As I the way have led. 2 Then come, like loving brethren, bound To tread the paths he trod ; Come, do his will, and walk the ground, Which leads to heav'n and God. 3 Shall we forget the sacred rite Our dying Lord ordain'd, Upon that dark and solemn night, When he our woe-cup drain'd? 4 With words of love, sublime and sweet, He cheer'd each fainting heart, [feet. And wash'd, and wip'd those loved ones' From whom he soon must part. 173 W : | ' THE CHURCH. 5 Girded to serve, the Lord of all, Thus taught humility; And still his voice doth on us call, " Fear not, but follow me. 6 " If I, your Lord and Master, thought, A servant's office meet, Be not ashamed, but know ye ought To wash each other's feet." 7 Yea, Lord, we will remember Thee, And keep this plain command; O, may our hearts obedient be, In one united band. 268 Christ our Example. L. M. mi-IE Church of God believes it right, JL To think and do as Jesus bade, i'i ' '•'■-'. When on that dark and doleful night He gave his law, and plainly said : — 2 Mark the example which I give; Keep it, and show your mutual love : My precepts do, and you shall live In bliss below, and heaven above. 3 My brethren, do we love the Lord? And are we bound in union yet? If so, like Jesus, let us bow, And let us wa sh each other's feet . 4 Now, Lord, we'll wash thy people's feet. And here enjoy their fond embrace; Each with a kiss of friendship greet ; And hope in love to see thy face. 5 And then we'll feast on heavenly love, And find our joys to be complete: Yes, then we'll sing thy praise above, And bow, with angels, at thy feet. 174 FEET-WASHING 269 Feet-washing enjoined. o. JVt, BEHOLD!— Our blessed Lord Met with his chosen band, And said to them, in act and word, "Keep this, my plain command." 2 He laid his garments by, Upon that doleful night, When earth and hell combined, to try Man's only hope to blight. 3 Then did our humble Lord With towel girded stand, A basin, full of water pour'd, Held in his sacred hand ; 4 And lo ! — he washed their feet ! And then he wiped tiiem dry ! And taught them, thus, a lesson meet, Of deep humility. 5 "Know ye what I have done?" Said he to one and all ; " I have to you a pattern shown, — Whom ye your Master call; 6 " As I have washed your feet, To show my love for you: Ye ought to wash each other's feet, And show your love is true. 7 "The servant must not claim To be above his Lord;" — Then, Lord, be this my constant aim, To keep thy sacred word. 175 THE CHURCH. THE LOVE-FEAST. 2n<\ Love is the fulfilling of the law. p \\ /u ilom. 13: 10. u ' m ' T7"E follow'rs of the Prince of Peace, X Who round his table draw, Remember what his spirit was, Fulfilling all God's law. 2 The love which all his bosom filled Did all his actions guide; Inspir'd by love, he liv'd and taught, Inspir'd by love, he died. 3 Let each the sacred law fulfill ; Like his be ev'ry mind; Be ev'ry temper form'd by love, And ev'ry action kind. 4 Let none who call themselves his friends Disgrace the honor'd name, But by a near resemblance prove The title which they claim. I 071 All things are ready : come. p TVf «« L Matt. 22: 4. KJ ' J>J - N memory of the Saviour's blood, We hold this feast of love; Rejoicing in the love of God, Who calls us from above. 2 Here let us all his love adore, And praise his gracious name; Let grateful joy fill every heart, Let all his love proclaim. 3 As we are all invited here, These blessings to receive; So God is calling far and near, For all to come and live. 176 SALUTATION. 4 O who will not obey his call ; who can still delay; While free salvation yet proclaims The mercy of to-day. b happy day, when all shall meet <% That here his call obey; O happy day — the joy, how sweet, Of that celestial day. SALUTATION. cy iji) Lei brotherly love continue. \ , \l «*'* Heb.13: 1. **' m HOW blest the sacred tie that binds,' In sweet communion, kindred minds . How swift the heav'nly course they run, And strive the crown of life to win! Come let us join our hearts and hands, All in one band completely ; We're marchingthro' Immanoel's land, Where the waters flow so sweetly. 2 To each, the soul of each how dear ! What watchful love, wiiat holy fear! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt and mortal woe ; Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 They're one in life and one in death — One in their joy, their trust, their faith; One in their hope of rest above, One in each other's faithful love. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire When dimly burns frail nature's fire; In heav'n it will the brighter burn, Since there the graces are matur'd. (12) 177- THE CHURCH. THE LORD'S SUPPER— THE COMMUNION. 070 "It is finished." Qq 7c Ar 4 * ' 3 Jolm 19 : 30. Ob, < b 06 *. HARK! the voice of love and mer^y Sounds aloud from Calvary; See, it rends the rocks asunder, Snakes the earth and vails the sky I Itisfinish'd! Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 It is finish'd ! what pleasure Do these charming word? afford ; Heav'nly blessings without measure Flow to us from Christ the Lord. It is finish'd ! Saints, the dying words record. 3 Finish'd all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ; Finish'd all that God had promis'd, Death and hell no more shall awe. It is finish'd ! Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 4 Happy souls, approach the table, Taste the soul-reviving food; Nothing half so sweet and pleasant As the Saviour's flesh and blood. It is finish'd ! Christ has borne the heavy load. 5 Tune your hearts anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme ; All on earth, and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuel's name — Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding Lamb! 178 TBE COMMUNION. 017 A The effects of a view of the cross. J^ \t WHEN I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my Lord ; All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice to Jesus' blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. c\rrK This do in remembrance of me. H, "\f L * ° Luke 22 : 19. V" JXLm JESUS! thy love shall we forget: And never bring to mind The grace that paid our hopeless debt, And bade us pardon find ? 2 Shall we thy life of grief forget, Thy fasting and thy pray'r; Thy locks with mountain vapors wet, To save us from despair ? 3 Gethsemane, can we forget — Thy struggling agony — When night lay dark on Olivet, And none to watch with thee ? 4 Can we the crown of thorns forget — The buffeting and shame; When hell thy sinking soul beset, And earth revil'd thy name? 179 A THE CHURCH. 5 The nails, the spear can we forget, The agonizing cry : — " My God ! my Father ! wilt thou let Thy Son forsaken die?" 6 Life's highest joys we may forget — Our kindred cease to love; - But he that paid our hopeless debt, Our constancy shall prove. OT/? And when they had sung a hymn, etc. Q AT Matt. 26: 30. °- iU - PARTING hymn we sing, Around thy table, Lord ; Again our grateful tribute bring, Our solemn vows record. 2 Here have we seen thy face, And felt thy presence here; So may the savor of thy grace In word and life appear. 3 The purchase of thy blood — By sin no longer led — The path our dear Redeemer trod May we rejoicing tread. 4 In self-forgetting love Be Christian union shown, Until we join the Church above, And know as we are known. 077 " This is my body." T. AT * ' ' Matt. 26 : 26. " u> xu * jrn WAS on that dark, that doleful night, X When pow'rs of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betray'd him to his foes— 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake : What love through all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 180 THE COMMUNION. 3 " This is my body, broke for sin : Receive and eat the living food;" Then took the cup and bless'd the wine: " 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood." 4 " Do this," he cried, "till time shall end, In memory of your dying friend ; Meet at my table, and record The love* of your departed Lord." 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ; We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 278 S. M. &LORY to God on high ! Our peace is made with heaven ; The Son of God came down to die, That we might be forgiven. 2 His precious blood was shed, His body bruised, for sin ; Remember this in eating bread, And this in drinking wine. 3 Approach his sacred board. In his rich garments clad; Join every tongue to praise the Lord, And every heart be glad. 4 The Father gives the Son ; The Son his flesh and blood; The Spirit applies, and faith puts on The righteousness of God. 279 To be sung ai the Lord's Supper. CM. LORD, at thy table I behold The wonders of thy grace, But most of all admire that I Should find a welcome place 181 THE CHUECn. 2 We who were all denied by sin, And rebels to our God ; We who have crucified thy Son, And trampled on his blood. 3 What strange, surprising grace is this, That such a soul has room! My Saviour takes me by the hand, My Jesus bids me come. 4 "Eat, O my friends," the Saviour cries, "The feast was made for you ; For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, And rose, and triumph'd too." 5 With humble faith and bleeding heart, Lord, we accept thy love ; 'T is a rich banquet we have had, What will it be above ? FELLOWSHIP AND UNITY. O Q H The danger of divisions. (~) \T AOK) Acts 20 : 29. Kjm 1VJ - JESUS, great Shepherd of the sheep, To thee for help we fly ; Thy little flock in safety keep, For 0, the wolf is nigh. '2 He comes, of hellish malice full, To scatter, tear, and slay ; He seizes ev'ry straggling soul As his own lawful prey. 3 Us into thy protection take, And gather with thine arm ; Unless the fold we first forsake, The wolf can never harm. 4 We laugh to scorn his cruel pow'r, While by our Shepherd's side ; The sheep he never can devour, Unless he first divide. 182 FELLOWSHIP AND UNITY. 5 do not suffer him to part The souls that here agree ; But make us of one mind and heart, And keep us one in thee. 6 Together let us sweetly live, Together let us die ; And each a starry crown receive, And reign above the sky. ofti The saints but one family. f] TW" ^ 01 Epli. 1: 10. v ' xVJ - THE saints on earth, and those above, But one communion make; Join'd to their Lord, in bonds of love, All of his grace partake. 2 One family, we dwell in him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 3 One army of the living God, To his commands w T e bow ; Part of the host have cross'd the flood, And part are crossing now. 4 Lo ! thousands to their endless home Are swiftly borne away ; And we are to the margin come, And soon must launch as they. 5 Lord Jesus ! be our constant guide ! Then, when the word isgiv'n, Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, And land us safe in heav'n. qoo The union of brethren pleasant. Q jy^ O ! what an entertaining sight Are brethren that agree ! Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite Tn bands of piety. 183 1/ THE CHURCH. 2 When streams of love, from Christ the Descend to ev'ry soul, [spring, And heav'nly peace with balmy wing Shades and bedews the whole. 3 'T is like the oil divinely sweet, On Aaron's rev'rend head: The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 4 'T is pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distill. ogo Bear ye one another'' s burden. Q M TRY us, God, and search the ground Of ev'ry sinful heart ; Whate'er of sin in us is found, 0, bid it all depart ! 2 When to the right or left we stray, Leave us not comfortless; But guide our feet into the way Of everlasting peace. 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, Each other's cross to bear; Let each his friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. 4 Help us to build each other up, Our little stock improve ; Increase our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. 5 Up into thee, the living Head, Let us in all things grow, Till thou hast made us free indeed, And spotless here below. 184 FELLOWSHIP AND UNITY. 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive thy ready bride : Give us in heav'n a happy lot With all the sanctified. 284 Joy in unity. L. M. HOW would my heart rejoice, to see The friends in Jesus all agree ; And all to one another say, We'll tread along the good old way. 2 How sweet the place where union dwells, When love divine each bosom swells ; When ties of grace together bind And ev'ry action proves them kind. 3 How bright the light when love adorns, ' T is like a lamp when bright it burns ; By this beholders still may see, Who Jesus' true disciples be. 4 It is a mark by Jesus given. And shews us who can get to heaven ; This mark, tho' ancient, yet is true, And shines when worn, as always new. 5 O may the church this image bear, The pledge of love forever wear ; Perfection's bonds unite in one, Like God the Father and the Son. C)QK Looking for that blessed hope. f] p \| ZOJ Titus 2: 13. V- r • iV1 - COME on, my partners in distress, My comrades in the wilderness, Who feel your sorrows still ; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. 185 THE CHURCH. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heav'nly place, The saint's secure abode ; On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. 3 Who suffer with our Master here, Shall there before his face appear, And by his side sit down : To patient faith the prize is sure ; And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. THE ANOINTING. 286 A prayer m affliction. OS. THOU whose compassionate care Does all of thy creatures sustain, Now graciously teach me to bear The weight of affliction and pain. 2 Though cheerless my days seem to flow, Though weary and wakeful my nights, What comfort it gives me to know ' T is the hand of a Father that smites ! 3 A tender Physician thou art, Who woundest in order to heal, And comfort divine dost impart To soften the anguish we feel. 4 .0, let this affliction be blest, And answer thy gracious design ; Then grant that my soul may find rest In comforts so healing as thine. OQT Call for the elders of the church. T. "XT ^ rk/ James 5: 14. JM m * WHEN struggling on the bed of pain, And earth and all its joys are vain, How sweet, my God, to know thy pow'r Sustains me in this trying hour. 186 CHUKCH DEDICATION. 2 I would thy holy word obey E'en while upon my bed I lie: I call the elders here, Lord, To do according to thy word. 3 And while the oil' s by faith applied, O may my soul be sanctified By the blest unction from above, And then be fill'd with heav'nly love. 4 Then shall my cheerful, grateful tongue, In rapt'rous strains thy praise prolong ; My ransom'd soul adore thy grace, And swifter run the heav'nly race. 5 Or, should my days be near their end, And I through death my steps must wend, Then, O my Lord, receive me home, To mingle with the blood-wash'd throng. CHUKCH DEDICATION. C)QQ My name shall be there. C\ M Z °^ 1 Kings 8: 29. U * 1VJ " OTHOU, w T hose own vast temple stands, Built over earth and sea, Accept the walls that human hands Have raised to worship thee ! 2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide, The peace that dwelleth without, end, Serenely by thy side. 3 May erring minds that worship here Be taught the better way; And they who mourn, and they who fear, Be strengthen'd as they pray. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallow'd walls the storm Of earth-born passion dies. 187 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 9 Q Bethel— the house of God. T , A f ^ OJ Gen. 28: 19. XJm m " OBOW thine ear, eternal One; On thee our heart adoring calls ; To thee the follow'rs of thy Son Have rais'd and now devote these walls. 2 Here let thy holy days be kept; And be this place to worship giv'n, Like that bright spot where Jacob slept, The house of God, the gate of heav'n. 3 Here may thine honor dwell ; and here, As incense, let thy children's pray'r, From contrite hearts and lips sincere, Rise on the still and holy air. 4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung; Here let thy truth beam forth to save, As when, of old, thy Spirit hung, On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave. 5 And when the lips, that with thy name Are vocal now, to dust shall turn, On others' may devotion's flame Be kindled here, and purely burn. CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE— AFFLICTIONS AND TRIALS. OQO The rivers shall not overflow Uiee. f] \ff ^ yu Isaiah 43: 2. ^' iVJ - AFFLICTION is a stormy deep, Where w r ave resounds to wave ; Though o'er our heads the billows roll, We know the Lord can save. 2 When darkness, and when sorrows rose, And press'd on ev'ry side, The Lord hath still sustain'd our steps, And still hath been our guide. 188 AFFLICTIONS AND TEIALS. 3 Perl raps, before the morning dawn, He will restore our peace ; For he who bade the tempest roar, Can bid the tempest cease. 4 Here we will rest, here build our hopes— Nor murmur at his rod; He's more to us than all the world — Our Health, our Life, our God. 291 Live to die in Christ. L. M. LIVE, while you live, in mortal days, To seek God's honor, and his praise ; Live, while in life, to do his will, And ne'er submit to doing ill. 2 Let Christ be all your theme below, While traveling through this world of woe, Keep near his side in transient days, And follow him in all his ways. 3 Then, when your closing scenes prevail, When all you have on earth shall fail, And all a foolish world admires, Or passion craves, or pride desires, 4 At that important hour of need, Jesus shall prove a friend indeed; His hand shall smooth thy dying bed, His arm sustain thy drooping head 5 And when the painful struggle 's o'er, And this vain world shall be no more, He'll bear his faithful child away, To rapture and eternal day. 6 Come, then, be his in every part; Give him not less than all thy heart ; Then shalt thou, with that heav'nly throng, His everlasting praise prolong. 189 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, o Qo Songs in the night- C] M LzL Job 35: 10. KJ ' m * 0THOU who dry'st the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, If, when by sorrows wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter comes are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But Christ can heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 4 0, who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not his wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above. 5 Then sorrow, touch'd by him, grows bright, With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light, We never saw by day. OQO Rejoicing in tribulation. T. M ZV.y 2 Cor. 7: 4. XJ * m ' OLOVE divine, that stoop'd to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On thee we cast each earth-born care, We smile at pain while thou art near ! P. Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each ling'ring year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whisp'ring, thou art near ! 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murm'ring wind, the quiv'ring leaf, Shall softly tell us, thou art near! 190 AFFLICTIONS AND TRIALS. 294 Afflictions welcomed. 7s & 6s THOUGH hard the winds are blowing, And loud the billows roar ; Full swiftly are we going To our dear native shore. 2 The billows breaking o'er us, The storms that round us swell, Are aiding to restore us To all we lov'd so well. 3 So sorrow often presses Life's mariner along; Afflictions and distresses Are gales and billows strong. 4 The sharper and severer The storm of life we meet, The sooner and the nearer Is heaven's eternal seat. 5 Come, then, afflictions dreary, Sharp sickness pierce my breast— You only bear the weary More quickly home to rest. 295 The pilgrim's hopes. 8 & 7 DARK and thorny is the desert, Through which pilgrims make their Yet beyond this vale of sorrow way, Lie the fields of endless day: Fiends, loud howling through the desert, Make them tremble as they go, And the fiery darts of Satan Often bring their courage low. 2 Oh, young pilgrims, are you weary Of the roughness of the way ? Does your strength begin to fail you, And your vigor to decay ? 191 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, Jesus, Jesus will go with you, He will lead you to his throne, He who dyed his garments for you, And the wine-press trod alone. 3 He whose thunders shake creation, He who bid the planets roll, He who rides upon the tempest, And whose sceptre sways the whole. Round him are ten thousand angels, Ready to obey command ; They are always hov'ring round you, Till you reach the heavenly land. OQ^J Thouhast delivered my soul. etc. f] "Vf * y ° Psalm 116: 8. ^' m MY God, thy service well demands The remnant of my days : Why was this fleeting breath renew'd, But to renew thy praise? 2 Thine arms of everlasting love Did this weak frame sustain, When life was hov'ring o'er the grave, And nature sunk with pain. 5 Calmly I bow'd my fainting head On thy dear, faithful breast ; Pleas' d to obey my Father's call To his eternal rest. 5 Into thy hands, my Saviour God, Did I my soul resign, In firm dependence on that truth Which made salvation mine. 6 Back from the borders of the grave, At thy command I come; Nor will I urge a speedier flight To mv celestial home. 192 AFFLICTIONS AND TRIALS. 297 Clirisl sympathizes with us. L. M. 6 lines, WHEN gath'ring clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, who not in vain Experienced every human pain; He feels my griefs, he sees my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the ill I would not do ; Sjill he who felt temptation's pow'r, . Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 3 And ! when I have safely pass'd Through every conflict but the last; Still, still unchanging watch beside My bed Of death ; for thou hast died : Then point to realms of endless day, And wipe the latest tear away. 298 The best protection. ' 8s, 7s & 4. WHY those fears? Behold, 't is Jesus Holds the helm and guides the ship; Spread the sails, and catch the breezes Sent to waft us through the deep, To the regions Where the mourners cease to weep. 2 Rendered safe by his protection, We shall pass the watery waste ; Trusting to his wise direction, We shall gain the port at last, And with wonder Think on toils and dangers past. 3 Oh, what, pleasures there await us I There the tempests cease to roar ; (13) 193 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, There it is that those who hate us Shall molest our peace no more: Trouble ceases On that tranquil, happy shore ! OQQ As thy days, so shall thy strength be. J^ ]y.J JDcutj. oo ■ Z5i AFFLICTED saints, to Christ draw near, Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear ; His faithful word declares to thee, That as thy days, thy strength shall be. 2 Let not my heart despond and say, How shall 1 stand the trying day ? He has engaged, by firm decree, That as thy days, thy strength shall be. 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ; And if the conflict should be long, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; For as thy days, thy strength shall be. 4 Should persecution rage and flame, • Still trust in thy Redeemer's name ; In fiery trials thou shalt see, That as thy days, thy strength shall be. 5 When called to bear thy weighty cross, Or sore affliction, pain or loss, Or deep distress, or poverty, — Still as thy days, thy strength shall be. 6 When ghastly death appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue ; He comes to set thy spirit free, And as thy days, thy strength shall be. QOH Why art thou cast down f T, ~\K OUU Ps. 43:5. -"• m ' BE still, my heart! these anxious cares To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares ; They cast dishonor on thy Lord, And contradict his gracious word ! 194 AFFLICTIONS AND TRIALS. 2 Brought safely by his hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear? How canst thou want if he provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide? 3 When first before his mercy seat, Thou didst to him thy all commit; He gave thee warrant, from that hour, To trust his wisdom, love, and power. 4 Did ever trouble yet befall And he refuse to hear thy call ? And has he not his promise passed, That thou shalt overcome at last? 5 He who has help'd me hitherto, Will help me all my journey through ; And give me daily cause to raise New Ebenezers to his praise. 6 Though rough and thorny be the road, It leads thee home, apace, to God, Then count thy present trials small, For heaven will make amends for all. 301 We have here no abiding city. M. ts. & 4s. 'M a lonely trav'ler here, Weary, oppressed ; But my journey's end is near, Soon shall I rest : Dark and dreary is the way, Toiling I've come ; Ask me not with you to stay, Yonder 's my home. I'm a trav'ler to a land Where all is fair ; Where are seen no broken bands, All, all are there ; Where no tears shall ever fall, No heart be sad; Where the glory is for all, And all are glad. 195 r CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 3 I'm a trav'ler, and I go Where all is fair ; Farewell all I've loved below; I must be there. Worldly honors, hopes and gain, All I resign ; Welcome sorrow, grief and pain, If heaven be mine. 4 I'm a trav'ler ; call me not ; Upward 's my way ; Yonder is my rest and lot ; I cannot stay. Farewell earthly pleasures all ; Pilgrim I'll roam ; Hail me not ; in vain you call ; Yonder 's my home. 302 Presence of Christ desired. P. M. lis & 8s. 0THOU in whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in affliction 1 call; My comfort by day, and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all. 2 Where dost thou at noon-tide resort with thy sheep To feed on the pastures of love? Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in the wilderness rove? 3 O why should I wander an alien from thee, And cry in the desert for bread ? Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see, And smile at the tears 1 have shed. 4 Ye daughters of Zion, declare have you seen The star that on Israel shone ? Say, if in your tents my beloved has been. And where with his flock he is gone ? 5 This is my Beloved, his form is divine, His vestments shed odors around ; The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine, When autumn with plenty is crown'd. 6 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, That waters the garden of grace, From which their salvation the Gentiles shall And bask in the smiles of his face. [know, 196 AFFLICTIONS AND TEIALS. 7 Such is my Beloved, in excellence bright, When pleaa'd he looks down from above, [of light, Like the morn, when he breathes from the chambers And comforts his people with love. 303 Tlie doubting Christian. M. 7s & 6s. COME, my friend, and let us try, For a little season, Every burden to lay by ; Come, and let us reason. 2 What is this that casts you down? 0, what can thus grieve you? Speak, and let the worst be known : Speaking may relieve you. 3 Christ, at times, by faith I view, And it doth relieve me ; But my doubts return anew : They are those that grieve me. 4 Troubled like the restless seas, Feeble, faint and fearful ; Plagued with every sore disease, How can I be cheerful? 5 Think on what your Saviour bore In the gloomy garden ; Sweating blood at every pore, To procure thy pardon. 6 View him nail'd upon the tree, Bleeding, groaning, dying ; that thou couldst to him flee, On his grace relying ! 304 Refuge for the tempted. M. 7s. JESUS, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly ; While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is nigh. 197 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 Hide rne, my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, receive my soul at last! 3 Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on thee : Leave, ah, leave me not alone ! Still support and comfort me. 4 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. 5 Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart, Eise to all eternity ! 305 The souVs only refuge. o. M. THOU refuge of my soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell my grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But O, when doubts prevail, 1 fear to call thee mine; The spring of comfort seems to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, Lord, where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust : And still my soul would cleave to thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 198 ASPIRATIONS. ASPIRATIONS. 306 gt0Mnff/orhor itoi m55t n. CM. LAND of rest, for thee I sigh ! When will the moment come "When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell with Christ at home? No tranquil joys on earth I know, No peaceful shelt'ring dome ; This world 's a wilderness of woe ; Thjs world is not my home. To Jesus Christ I sought for rest; He hade me cease to roam, And fly for succor to his breast, And he'd conduct me home. I would at once have quit this place, Where foes in fury roam, But, ah! my passport was not seal'd — I could not yet go home. Weary of wand'ring round and round This vale of sin and gloom, I long to leave th' unhallow'd ground, And dwell with Christ at home. QHT Communion with Christ in worship. T "\/f OU/ John 6: 48. lJ ' 1U * FAB from my tho'ts, vain world, begone, Let my religious hours alone; Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire: Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed my soul with heav'nly love. 3 Haste then, but with a smiling face, And spread the table of thy grace ; Bring down a taste of truth divine, And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 199 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE!, 4 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet thy entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above Eedeeming grace, and dying love. QAQ Give us this day our daily bread. T. \f 3UO Matt. 6: 11. n ' iV1 * WHILE others pray for grace to die, Lord, I pray for grace to live ! For ev'ry hour a fresh supply — see my need, and freely give. 2 I do not dread the hour of death — If I am thine, no fears remain,— I know that with my parting breath 1 leave for ever mortal pain. 3 And if it should be then thy will A cloud should on the future be, The bow of promise spans it still, I will believe — I need not see ! 4 E'en if the darkness should appear Too deep for faith as well as sight; If I am thine, thou wilt be near, And take me to thy heav'nly light. 5 But oh, my Lord! in life's highway I crave the sunshine of thy face ! And every moment of the day I need thy strong supporting grace. 6 My weary spirit can not drink At springs which rise from earth alone; When I can do no more, I think Of living waters from thy throne. 9AQ The fear of the Lord is lo hale evil. ]Tf ]£ "OW whilst I try my heart, By this unerring word, My conscience can assert, I truly fear the Lord. I cannot tread the paths of sin, I long for holiness within. 200 F ASPIRATIONS. 2 Yes, holiness of heart, I would more largely share ; I mourn with inward smart, The evils that are there. I hate my thoughts whenever vain, 1 would from ev'ry sin abstain. 3 I hate this wretched pride, These covetous desires; I'd have them crucified, For Christ my heart requires. Jesus, do thou these foes subdue, O make me more sincere and true. oifi The soul longing for God. ft s 31U Psalm 119: 20. Ub * MY spirit longs for thee To dwell within my breast; Although I'm unworthy Of so divine a Guest! 2 Of so divine a Guest — Unworthy though I be, Yet hath my heart no rest Until it come to thee! 3 Until it come to thee; In vain I look around; In all that I can see, No rest is to be found ! 4 No rest is to be found But in thy bleeding love ; 0, let my wish be crown'd, And send it from above ! mThe importance of religion. C\ ~\it Phil. 3: 8. Kj ' m - RELIGION is the chief concern Of mortals here below ; May I its great importance learn, Its sov'reign virtue know. 201 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 More needful this than glitt'ring wealth, Or aught the world bestows; Not reputation, food or health, Can give us such repose. 3 Religion should our thoughts engage Amidst our youthful bloom; 'T will fit us for declining age, And for the awful tomb. • 4 0, may my heart, by grace renew'd, Be my Redeemer's throne, And be my stubborn will subdued, His government to own ! 5 Let deep repentance, faith and love, Be join'd with godly fear; And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere. 6 Let lively hope my soul inspire; Let warm affections rise : And may I wait with strong desire To mount above the skies. 312 Perfect heart the Redeemer's throne. 0. M. FOR a heart to praise my God ! A heart from sin set free; — ■ A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely' spilt for me ; — 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 for a lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ; Which neither life, nor death can part From him who dwells within ; — 202 ASPIEATIONS. 4 A heart in every thought renew'd, And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy holy nature, Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above, Write thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of love. 31 Q Desiring lobe weaned from earth. T, \T 15 Psalm 131: 2. JJ * 1V1 * OTHAT I could for ever dwell With Mary at my Saviour's feet, And view the form I love so well, And all his tender words repeat ! 2 The world shut out from all my soul, And heav'n brought in with all its bliss ; 0, is there aught from pole to pole, One moment to compare with this? 3 This is the hidden life I prize — A life of pure and filial love, When most my follies I despise, And raise the highest thoughts above. 4 Thus would I live, till nature fail, And all my former sins forsake; Then rise to God within the vail, And of eternal joys partake. Qi A Nearer to thee. £<, &■ A v James 4: 8. OS <5E 4b. "EARER, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be — Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 203 w CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 Though, like the wanderer — Daylight all gone, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone : Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee — Nearer to thee! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heav'n ; All that thou sendest me, In mercy giv'n ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee— Nearer to thee! 4 Then with my waking thoughts, Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee — Nearer to thee ! 5 Or, if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be — Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. o i K Thirsting after righteousness. C] \f OLD Matt. 5: 6. v * m ' THAT the Lord would guide my ways,. To keep his statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace, To know and do his will. 2 send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon my heart! 204 ASPIRATIONS. Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,. Nor act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; Let no corrupt design Nor covetous desires arise, Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul has gone too far astray, My feet too often slip : Yet since I've not forgot thy way, Restore thy w T and'ring sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'T is a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God. 316 Walking with God. CM 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 ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still! But now I find an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove ! — return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 205 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 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. 317 Longing to see Jesus. (S & 6s. WHEN shall I see Jesus, And dwell with him above? To drink the flowing fountains Of everlasting love? When shall I be deliver'd From this vain world of sin, And with my blessed Jesus, Drink endless pleasures in? 2 But now I am a soldier, My Captain's gone before; He's given me my orders, And tells me not to fear. And if I hold out faithful, A crown of life he'll give, And all his valiant soldiers Eternal life shall have. 3 Through grace I am determin'd To conquer, though I die; And then away to Jesus On wings oflove I'll fly. Farewell to sin and sorrow, I bid them both adieu : And you, my friends, prove faithful, And on your way pursue. 4 And if you meet with trouble, And trials on the way, Then cast your care on Jesus, And don't forget to prav. 206 ASPIRATIONS. Gird on the heav'nly armor, Of faith, and hope, and love, And when your warfare's ended, You'll reign with him above. do not be diseourag'd, For Jesus is your friend, And if you long for knowledge, On him you may depend ; Neither will he upbraid you, Though often you request; He'll give you grace to conquer And take you home to rest. 318 Zeal, true and false. 0. M. ZEAL is that pure and heavenly flame I The fire of love supplies; While that which often bears the name Is self in a disguise. 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, Can pity and forbear ; The false is headstrong, fierce, and wild, And breathes revenge and war. 3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of peace ; But self contends for names and forms, Its party to increase. 4 Yes, self, however well employed, Has its own ends in view; And says, as boasting Jehu cried, "Come, see what I can do." 5 Self may its poor reward obtain, And be applauded here ; But zeal the best applause will gain When Jesus shall appear. 6 Lord, the idol self dethrone, And from our hearts remove; And let no zeal by us be shown, But that which springs from love. 207 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 319 Preparation for death. C. M. IF I must die, let me die With hope in Jesus' blood — The blood that saves from sin and guilt, And reconciles to God. 2 If I must die, O let me die In peace with all mankind; ' And change these fleeting joys below For pleasures more refined. 3 If I must die — and die I must- Let some kind seraph come, And bear me on his friendly wing To my celestial home. 4 Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah'stop, May I but have a view ; Though Jordan should o'erflow its banks, I'll boldly venture through. ASSURANCE. QoA Because Hive, ye shall live also. T, \f John 14 : 19. U - iU * KNOW that my Redeemer lives ! What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! He lives, he lives, who once was dead; He lives — my ever-living Head. He lives, to bless me with his love ; He lives, to plead for me above ; He lives, my hungry soul to feed ; He lives, to help in time of need. He lives, and grants me daily breath ; He lives, and I shall conquer death; He lives, my mansion to prepare— He lives, to bring me safely there. He lives — all glory to his name ! He lives — my Jesus, still the same; 0, the sweet joy this sentence gives, " I know that mv Redeemer lives !" "203 I BACKSLIDING. OOI Full assurance. Q Q &■ ^a lThess. 1: 5. 0S ** ' S KNOW, my soul, thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find in ev'ry station Something still to do or bear. 2 Think what Spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father's smiles are thine ; Think what Jesus did to win thee: v Child of heav'n, canst thou repine? 3 God will give thee grace to conquer ; Fight thy way, and get thy crown ; Canaan's land lies just before thee — There you'll lay your armor down. 4 Soon you'll close your earthly mission, Soon you'll pass your pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition — Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. BACKSLIDING. Q99 Declension lamented. Q g Jk <7 g ,NCE, Lord, thy garden flourished, Ev'ry part look'd gay and green; Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen ! 2 But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see ; Lord, thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee. 3 Some, in whom we once delighted, We shall see no more below; Some, alas, we fear are blighted, — Scarce a single leaf they show. 4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither: Thou canst make them bloom again; 0, permit them not to wither, Let mt all our hopes be vain ! (14) 209 ] CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, I 323 S. M. ONCE enjoyed my Lord, Lived happy in his love, Delighted in his holy word. And sought my rest above. 2 But 0, alas, my soul, Where is my comfort now ; Why did I let my love grow cold, Or why to idols bow ? 3 How little did I think When I did first begin, To join a little with the world It was so great a sin. 4 I thought I might conform, Nor singular appear, Converse and dress as others did, But now I feel the snare. 5 My confidence is gone, I find no words to say, Barren and lifeless is my soul When I attempt to pray. 6 My soul, this will not do, Thy day is almost past I must repent and turn to God, Or sink to hell at last. 7 Trembling, to Christ I'll fly, And all my sins confess ; At Jesus' cross I'll humbly bow, And ask restoring grace. 324 Why does the cause of Christ run so low ? L. M. A LAS ! alas ! why is it so, JjL That Jesus' cause rhould run so low? Is love so cold and faith so weak, That few for Jesus now can speak ? 210 BACKSLIDING. 2 Where is the love and heavenly zeal, That Christians formerly did feel, When they did meet and joyfully tell The love of their Emmanuel? 3 Once Zion's gates did much rejoice, When many met with heart and voice, And fill'd her courts with songs of praise And glory crown'd the heavenly lays. 4 Young converts then did praise the Lord, They sung his praise with one accord ; While older Christians caught the flame, And spake the glory of his name. 5 Once Christians did religion feel, Abroad, at home, or in the field, And when they saw each other's face, Their theme was all redeeming grace. 6 But now so worldly grown that they But seldom find a heart to pray ; The Christian is but here and there, That daily seeks the Lord by pray'r. 7 Cut short these days, Lord, and come And bring us humble round thy throne, And we again shall love thy laws, Again espouse thy bleeding cause. QOK The barren fig-tree. n \f Matt. 21: 19. V- ■»"■• EE, in the vineyard of the Lord A barren fig-tree stands ; It yields no fruit, no blossom bears, Though planted by his hands. S ] From year to year he seeks for fruit, And still no fruit is found ; It stands, amid the living trees, A cumb'rer of the ground. 211 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 3 But, see, an Intercessor pleads, The barren tree to spare ; "Let justice still withhold his hand, And grant another year. 4 " Perhaps some means of grace untried May reach the stony heart ; The soft'nihg dews of heav'nly grace May life anew impart. 5 "But if these means should prove in vain, No fruits thy efforts crown, Then mercy shall no longer plead, But justice cut it down." 326 The backslider '{progr. ^ 7s, 6s & 8s. JESUS, let thy pitying eye Call back a wand'ring sheep; False to thee, like Peter, I Would fain like Peter weep; Let me be by grace restor'd, On me be all its freeness shown; Turn and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 3 See me, Saviour, from above, Nor suffer me to die: Life, and happiness, and love, Smile in 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. COMMUNION WITH GOD. DOT We will come unto him. Q, "Vf John 14: 23. D * iV1 |UR heav'nly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both, our friendship shall be sweet And our communion dear. 212 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 2 God pities all our griefs: He pardons ev'ry day; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our wa"y. 3 How large his bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diflus'd from our Redeemer's hand, And purchas'd with his blood ! 4 Jesus, our living Head, We bless thy faithful care; Our Advocate before the throne, And our forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart! Here wait, my warmest love! Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. QC)Q The safety of believers. f) M °^° Acts 27. SJm •' IF Paul in Caesar's court must stand, He need not fear the sea; Secured from harm on ev'ry hand By the divine decree. 2 Though neither sun nor stars were seen, Paul knew the Lord was near, And faith preserv'd his soul serene, When others shook with fear. 3 Believers thus are toss'd about On life's temj)estuoiis main, But grace assures beyond a doubt, They shall their port attain. £ They must, they shall appear one day, Before their Saviour's throne; The storms they meet with by the way But make his power known. 213 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 5 Their passage lies across the brink Of many a threatening wave; The world expects to see them sink, But Jesus lives to save. 6 Lord, though we are but feeble worms, Yet, since thy word is past, We'll venture through a thousand storms, To see thy face at last. oc)0 Fellowship with God. ' C\ M 3^ Uolml: 3. KJ ' m ' FROM all that's mortal, all that's vain, And from this earthly clod, Arise, my soul, and strive to gain Sweet fellowship with God. 2 Not life or all the toys of art, Nor pleasure's flow'ry road, Can to my soul such bliss impart, As fellowship with God. 3 When I am made in love to bear Affliction's needful rod, Light, sweet and kind the strokes appear, Through fellowship with God. 4 In fierce temptation's fi'ry blasts, Or dark desertion's road, I'm happy if I can but taste Some fellowship with God. 5 So when the icy hand of death Shall chill my flowing blood, With joy I'll yield my latest breath, In fellowship with God. 6 When I at last to heav'n ascend, And gain my blest abode, There an eternity I'll spend In fellowship with God. 214 CONSISTENCY. oorv The safety of the righteous. Q q & 7 a •'«jU Psalm 91: 4-7. ° b M ' b * I ALL Jehovah thy salvation, C' Rest beneath th' Almighty's shade ; In his secret habitation Dwell, nor ever be dismay'd; There no tumult can alarm thee — Thou shalt dread no hidden snare, Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safety there. 2 From the sword, at noonday wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defense: Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow; Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. 3 Since with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection He will shield thee from above: Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, he will save; Here, for grief, reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. CONSISTENCY. QQ1 Love not the world. T, TV/T OD 1 1 John 2: 15. lJm m ' REDEEMED ones, the heirs of God, So dearly bought with Jesus' blood Are they not born to heav'nly joys, And shall they stoop to earthly toys? 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind? Were spirits of celestial kind Made for a jest, for sport and play, To wear out time and waste the day ? 215 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth, Well suit the honors of their birth? Shall they be fond of gay attire, What children love and fools admire ? 4 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher; Touch our vain souls with sacred fire ; Then, with a heav'n-directed eye, We'll pass these glitt'ring trifles by. 5 We'll look on all the toys below With such disdain as angels do ; And wait the call that bids us rise To mansions promis'd in the skies. o Q o Ashamed of Jesus ! T , M •>3Z Mark 8: 38. u - m ' JESUS, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee : Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glory shines through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus! Sooner far Let ev'ning blush to own a star! He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Ashamed of Jesus! Just as soon Let morning be ashamed of noon 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus! — that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend! No! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 216 A 1 CONSISTENCY. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — Till then I'll boast a Savi< ur slain ! And ! may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me! 7 His institutions would I prize, Take up my cross, the shame despise — Dare to defend his noble cause, And yield obedience to his laws. Q Q Q What do ye more than others f T, TVf *3o Matt. 5: 47. **" m ' ND do we hope to be with him, Who on the cross resigned his breath? Who died a victim, to redeem His people from eternal death? 2 Then should the question oft recur — What do we more than others do ? How do we show that we prefer The things above to things below? 3 Where is the holy walk that suits The name and character we bear? And where are seen those heav'nly fruits That show we're not what once we were? 4 Allied to him who bore the cross, And calPd the people of the Lord, The world to us should seem but loss, And little all it can afford. QQA A conversation becoming the gospel. T. "TU" WHEN Jesus, our great Master, came, To teach us in his Father's name, In ev'ry act, in ev'ry thought, He lived the precepts which he taught. 2 So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 217 w CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 3 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Saviour, God, When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. 4 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Ambition, envy, lust and pride; While justice, temp'rance, truth, and love, Our inward piety approve. 5 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on his word. CONSECRATION— CONTENTMENT. QQK Present your bodies. T, \ff Rom. 12: 1. ** ■ LV1 - OW I resolve with all my heart, With all my pow'rs to serve the Lord ; Nor from his precepts e'er depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 2 be his service all my joy! Around let my example .shine, Till others love the blest employ, And join in labors so divine. 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determin'd choice, To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. 4 may I never faint nor tire, Nor, wand'ring, leave his sacred ways; Great God, accept 1213'' soul's desire, And give me strength to live thy praise. •JQ£ Contentment. T. \f Pliil.4:ll. ■"■ m ' LORD, how full of sweet content My years of pilgrimage are spent! Where'er I dwell, I dwell with thee, In heav'n, on earth, or in the sea. 218 THE GROSS. 2 To me remains no place nor time, My country is in ev'ry clime ; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there. 3 While place I seek, or place I shun, The soul finds happiness in none; But with my God to guide my way, 'T is equal jov to go or stay. 337 7s & 6. WHO'LL stand up for Jesus, The lowly Nazarene? And raise the blood-stained banner Amid the hosts of sin? The cross of Christ I'll cherish Its crucifixion bear; All hail ! reproach or sorrow, If Jesus leads me there. 2 who will follow Jesus Amid reproach and shame? Where others shrink or falter, Who'll glory in his name ? — The cross, &c. 3 Though fierce may rage the battle, And wild the storm may blow, — Though friends may go forever, Who will with Jesus go? — The cross, &c. 4 Though foes shall madly gather And Satan rage and roar, Who'll choose the fiery furnace, With Jesus evermore ? — The cross, &c. THE CEOSS. qqq Take up thy cross. T. M ZoO * Matt. 16: 24. Um m ' TAKE up thy cross ! the Saviour said, If thou wouldst my disciple be; Take up thy cross with willing heart, And humbly follow after me. 219 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 Take up thy cross ! let not its weight Fill thy weak spirit with alarm; My strength shall bear thy spirit up, And brace thy heart and nerve thy arm. 3 Take np thy cross ! nor heed the shame, And let thy foolish pride be still; Thy Lord did not refuse to die Upon the cross on Calvary's hill. 4 Take up thy cross, then, in his strength, And calmly sin's wild deluge brave; 'T will guide thee to a better home ; It points to biiss beyond the grave. 5 Take up thy cross, and follow me, Nor think till death to lay it down; For only he who bears the cross, May hope to wear the glorious crown. 3 Q It is good that I have been afflicted. f] TV f Psalm 119: 71. Krt m ~' "N trouble and in grief, O Lord, Thy smile hath cheer'd my way ; And joy hath budded from each thorn That round my footsteps lay. 2 The hours of pain have yielded good, Which prosp'rous days refused; As herbs, though scentless when entire, Spread fragrance when they're bruised. 3 The oak strikes deeper, as its boughs By furious blasts are driv'n ; So life's tempestuous storms the more Have fix'd my heart in heav'n. 4 All-gracious Lord, whate'er my lot In other times may be, I '11 welcome still the heaviest grief That brings me near to thee. 220 I THE CROSS. 340 L. M. EXCEPT a man Himself deny, His lust and pride doth mortify, And take his cross and follow me, He cannot my disciple be." 2 This is the doctrine of our Lord, With which all Scripture doth accord ; This is the axe laid at the root, Which doth not carnal nature suit. 3 This is the strait and narrow way That leads to life and endless day ; Of which the Saviour of mankind Thus said that few do ever find. 4 The will and pride of the old man, Would fain devise another plan Than that which Jesus Christ hath given, By which to raise us up to heaven. 5 But Christ- himself to us doth say, [f he climb up another way, He must a thief and robber be, Because he enters not by me. 341 The benefit of the Cross. C. M. THE cross of Jesus purifies, From self and sin sets free; His cross does make us truly wise, And brings humility. 2 Reproaches, persecution, shame, — These must the Christian bear; But when sustain'd for Jesus' name, How light these burdens are ! 3 Must we endure some earthly loss, Some keen distresses prove? If these are part of Jesus' cross, We'll bear them all in love. 221 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 4 Must sharp temptations too beset, And inward conflicts seize? The faithful soul will not forget That these shall end in ease. 5 When sin is dead our spirits rest, Comfort and peace are giv'n, The inner man serenely blest, We taste the joys of heav'n. S' I TRAIT is the way, the door is strait, That leads to joys on high ; 'T is but a few that find the gate, While crowds mistake and die. 2 Beloved self must be denied, The mind and will renew'd, Passion supress'd, and patience tried, And vain desires subdued. 3 Flesh is a dang'rous foe to grace, Where it prevails and rules ; Flesh must be humbled, pride abased, Lest they destroy our souls. 4 The love of gold be banish'd hence, (That vile "idolatry,) And ev'ry member, ev'ry sense, In sweet subjection lie. 5 The tongue, that most unruly pow'r, Requires a strong restraint ; We must be watchful ev'ry hour, And pray, but never faint. 6 Lord ! can a feeble, helpless worm, Fulfill a task so hard? Thy grace must all my works perform, And give the free reward. 222 FAITH. 343 Ci-oss and crown. C M. "UST Jesus bear his cross alone, And all the world go free ? No ! there's a cross for every one, And there's a cross for rne. M 1 2 How happy are the saints above, Who once went mourning here ; But now they taste unmingled love, And joy without a tear. 3 I' 11 bear the consecrated cross, Till from the cross I'm free ; And then go home to wear the crown: For there's a crown for me. FAITH. OA A Faith the evidence of things not seen. Q^ fyf FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight; It pierces through the vail of sense, And dwells in heav'nly light. 2 It sets time past in present view, Brings distant prospects home, Of things a thousand years ago, Or thousand years to come. 3 By faith we know the world was made By God's almighty word.; We know the heav'ns and earth shall fade And be again restor'd. 4 Abra'am obey'd the Lord's command, From his own country driv'n ; By faith he sought a promis'd land, But found his rest in heav'n. 223 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, The promise in our eye ; By faith we walk the narrow way That leads to joy on high. u45 Desire for victorious faith. \j. M. FOR a faith that will not shrink, Though press'd by every foe! That will not tremble on the brink Of any earthly woe ; — 2 That will not murmur or complain Beneath the chast'ning rod, But, in the hour of grief or pain, Will lean upon its God ; — 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear, When tempests rage without; That when in danger knows no fear, In darkness feels no doubt; — 4 That bears, unmov'dj the world's dread Nor heeds its scornful smile ; [frown, That seas of trouble cannot drown, Or Satan's arts beguile : 5 A faith that keeps the narrow way. Till life's last hour is fled, And with a pure and heavenly ray Illumes a dying bed. 6 Lord, give us such a faith as this, And then, whate'er may come, We'll taste, e'en here, the hallow'd bliss Of an eternal home. 346 What faith is. CM. FAITH is the spirit's sweet control, From which assurance springs ; Faith is the pencil of the soul, That pictures heav'nly things. 224 2 Faith is the throb of love, that makes Man rest on God alone; Faith is the wondrous pow'r, that shakes The tempter on his throne. 3 Faith is the conqu'ring host, that storms The battlements of sin; Faith is the quick'ning fire, that warms The trembling soul within. 4 Faith is the smile, that plays around The dying Christian's brow: Faith was the light, by which he found The hope that fills him now. 5 Faith is the lamp, that burns to guide His bark, when tempest-driven ; Faith is the key, that opens wide The distant gates of heav'n. 6 Rock of ages, Fount of bliss ! Thy needful help afford; And let my constant prayer be this — " Increase my faith, O Lord." Q \rr Faith looking into the future. T. \f •J * I Heb. 11 : 13. - u " m ' J rp IS by the faith of joys to come _L We walk through deserts da rk as night ; Till we arrive at heav'n, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies; She makes the pearly gates appear; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a beav'nly ray, Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the wav. (15) . 225 . CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 4 So Abra'am, by divine command, Left his own house to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promis'd land, And cheer'd him on his toilsome road. «* i Q Triumph of faith. n \% «>*0 Uohn5: 4. ** ^ l OFOR an overcoming faith, To cheer my dying hours, To triumph o'er the monster death, And all his frightful pow'rs. 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quiv'ring lips should sing, Where is thy boasted vict'ry. grave? And where the monster's sting? 3 If sin he pardon'd, I'm secure, Death hath no sting beside ; The law gives sin its damning pow'r, But Christ, my ransom, died. 4 Now, to the God of victory, Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conqu'rors while we die, Through Christ, our living head. HOPE. 349 Heavenly rest in anticipation. C M, WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And fiery darte be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, Let storms of sorrow fall — So I but safely reach m3>- home, My God, my heav'n, my all. 226 LOVE. 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heav'nly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. OXO Tlie full assurance of hope. C\ "X/T 3JU Hub. 6: 11. V' m * WHEN floating on life's troubled sea, By storms and tempests driv'n, Hope, with her radiant linger, points To brighter scenes in heav'n. 2 She bids the storms of life to cease, The troubled breast be calm ; And in the wounded heart she pours Religion's healing balm. 3 Her hallow'd influence cheers life's hours Of sadness and of gloom; She guides us through this vale of tears, To joys beyond the tomb. 4 And when our fleeting days are o'er, And life's last hour draws near, With still unwearied wing she hastes To wipe the falling tear. 5 She bids the anguish'd heart rejoice: Though earthly ties are riv'n, We still may hope to meet again In yonder peaceful heav'n. LOVE. 9*1 Love. T \S 0Ji 1 Cor. 13: 1-3. AJ ' m ' HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found, Like tinkling brass — an emrt3 r sound. 227 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 Were I inspir'd to preach and tell All that is done in heav'n and hell, Or could my faith the world remove Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store, To feed the bowels of the poor; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name: 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain: Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fi'ry zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfill. QKc) As I have loved you. n \f John 13 : 31. Kj ' 1VL * iUR God is love ; and all his saints His image bear below : The heart with love to God inspir'd, With love to man will glow. 2 None who are truly born of God Can live at enmity ; Then may we love each other, Lord, As we are lov'd by thee. 3 Heirs of the same immortal bliss, Our hopes and fears the same, With bonds of love our hearts unite, With mutual love inflame. 4 So may the unbelieving world See how true Christians love; And glorif}' our Saviour's grace, And seek that grace to prove. 353 Brotherly love^^ C> M> "OW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfill his word! 228 H ( LOVE. 2 may we feel each brother's sigh, And with him bear a part; May sorrows flow from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 Free ns from envy, scorn and pride, Our wishes fix above ; May each his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love. 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through ev'ry bosom flow ; And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above : And he's an heir of heav'n that finds • His bosom glow with love. Q^/i Love and charity. C] \.f OJi 1 Cor. 13: 4-13. Wm xU< LET Pharisees of high esteem Their faith and zeal declare; All their religion is a dream, If love be wanting there. 2 Love suffers long with patient eye, Nor is provoked in haste ; She lets the present injury die, And long forgets the past. 3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell, She quenches with her tongue; Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill, Though she endures the wrong. 4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know The scandals of the time, Nor looks with pride on those below, Nor envies those that climb. 229 CHEISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 5 She lays her own advantage by, To seek her neighbor's good ; So God's own Son came down to die, And bought our lives with blood. 6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r In all the realms above ; There faith and hope are known no more, But saints for ever love. QXK He first loved us. *7q Z°J Uohn4:19. ' b * SAVIOUR ! teach me, day by day, Love's sweet lessons to obey ; Sweeter lessons can not be, Loving him who first lov'd me. 2 With a child-like heart of love, At thy bidding may I move ; Prompt to serve and follow thee, Loving him who first lov'd me. 3 Teach me all thy steps to trace, Strong to follow in thy grace ; Learning how to love from thee — Loving him who first lov'd me. 4 Love in loving finds employ — ■ In obedience all her joy ; Ever new that joy will be, Loving him who first lov'd me. 356 Love and union. lis. TjVROM whence doth this love and this union arise, T That knits, and so fastens our souls in such ties, That hatred and malice are conquered by love, So that nature and distance these ties can't remove. 2 In the garden of nature it cannot be found ; It grows and increases on ImmanueVs ground ; From the veins of the Saviour it flows ever sweet, And we drink it most plenty at Jesus' blest feet. 230 H ( JOY. 3 When in heavenly places together we sit, W here t he elders,' and brethren, and sisters are met, This love glows so sweetly in every heart, We feel so united we're loth for to'part. 4 The time so unnotie'd, it passes away, 'We scarcely can miss a whole night or a day, The union we feel and the love we enjoy Is such, that our souls can never be cloy'd. 5 We preach and we pray, and we talk and we sing, We tell our experience again and again ; We talk about parting, but still we remain, In love so united we cannot contain. 6 Each brother and sister their tythes must bring in, Each one then does tell of some wonderful thing : Our love then increases to a glorious flame, And we give all the glory to God and the Lamb. JOY. 35/ True happiness. \j. M. "OW happy is the Christian's state! His sins are all forgiv'n, A cheering ray confirms the grace, And lifts his hopes to heav'n. 2 Though, in the rugged path of life, He heaves the pensive sigh; Yet, trusting in his God, he finds Deliv'ring grace is nigh. 3 If, to prevent his wand'ring steps, He feels the chast'ning rod, The gentle stroke shall bring him hack To his forgiving God. 4 And when the welcome message comes To call his soul away, His soul in rapture shall ascend To everlasting day. JKQ Joy, the fruit of the Spirit. CM. JOY is a fruit that will not grow In nature's barren soil ; All we can boast, 'till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 231 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 But where the Lord has planted grace, And made his glories known, There fruits of heav'nly joy and peace Are found, and there alone. 3 A bleeding Saviour, seen by faith, A sense of pard'ning love, A hope that triumphs over death, Give joys like those above. 4 To take a glimpse within the vail, To know that God is mine, Are springs of joy that never fail, Unspeakable, divine. 5 These are the joys that satisfy, And sanctify the mind ; Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. Q K Q Tlie pearl of great price. 7 u ^ 1 Sam. 15: 22. V ^« 1U - TH' importance of a sacred rite Depends upon the Lord ; For he's a Being infinite, And awful is his word. 2 If he a trifle shall command His creatures to fulfill, 'T is not a trifle to withstand Or counteract his will. 235 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 3 Adam might think the thing but small, And ventur'd to transgress; But it produced a dreadful fall To all the human race. 4 These may-appear but little things To do, or not to do; But see what grievous evil springs When not attended to.« 5 Onr business is to learn to know Our great Redeemer's will, And with a willing heart to go His pleasure to fulfill. 6 Whether the thing be great or small. It matters not to us ; He is the Potter, and we all Are vessels for his use. 386 The Christian character. L. M. THE Christian knows his God aright, And worships him with strong delight; He's taught of God, and truly wise — Still sets the Lord before his eyes. 2 The Christian hates his every sin — Evils external or within ; And with an humble, contrite heart, From all that's sinful doth depart. 3 The Christian has a faith divine, And doth to faith obedience join; Believes the truth, the truth obe) r s, And always walks in holy ways. 4 The Christian is a man of God — He takes the pure, the heavenly road; All his affections rise above, And all his heart is full of love. 236 OBEDIENCE. 9£7 Go forward. 7, ■™' Ex. 14:15. « 1 ' WHEN we cannot see our way, Let us trust, and still obey ; He who bids us forward go, Can not fail the way to show. 2 Though the sea be deep and wide, Though a passage seem denied ; Fearless let us still proceed, Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 3 Though it seems the gloom of night, Though we see no ray of light; Since the Lord himself is there, 'T is not meet that we should fear. 4 Night with him is never night, Where he is, there all is light; When he calls us, why delay? They are happy who obey. 368 For entire subjection to the mill of God. L. M. OTHOTJ! who hast at thy command The hearts of all men in thy hand! Our wayward, erring hearts incline, To have no other will but thine. 2 Our wishes, our desires, control ; Mould every purpose of the soul; O'er all may we victorious be, That stands between ourselves and thee. 3 Twice blest will all our blessings be, When we can look through them to thee* When each glad heart its tribute pays, Of love, and gratitude, and praise. 4 Still make us, when temptation's near, As our worst foe ourselves to fear; And each vain-glorious thought to quell; Teach us bow Peter vow'd and fell. 237 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 5 Yet may we, feeble, weak, and frail, Against our mightiest foes prevail ; Thy word our safety from alarm, Our strength thine everlasting arm. 6 And while we to thy glory live, May we to thee all glory give, Until the joyful summons eome, That calls thy willing servants home. PERFECTION. o n o Booted and built up in Mm. n 1\/I ">UJ • Col. 2: 7. ^' m TEACH me yet more of thy blest ways, Thou holy Lamb of God ; And fix and root me in the grace So dearly bought with blood. 2 O tell me often of each wound, Of ev'ry grief and pain ; And let my heart with joy confess, From hence comes all my gain. 3 For this, O may I freely count Whate'er I have but loss ; And ev'ry name, and ev'ry thing, Compar'd with thee, but dross. 4 Engrave this deeply on my heart With an eternal pen : That I may, in some small degree, Return thy love again. orrri Be ye per/eel as pour Father, etc. T, IVf oil) Matt. 5: 48. ^' m ' &REAT Author of the immortal mind ! For noblest tho'ts and views design'd, Make me ambitious to express The image of thy holiness. 2 While I thy boundless love admire, Grant me to catch the sacred fire; Thus shall my heav'nly birth be known, And for thy child thou wilt me own. 238 THE CHRISTIAN PILGRIMAGE. S Father, I see thy snn arise To cheer thy friends and enemies ; And, when thy rain from heav'n descends, Thy bounty both alike befriends. 4 Enlarge my soul with love like thine; My moral pow'rs by grace refine; So shall I feel another's w T oe, And cheerful feed an hungry foe. 5 I hope for pardon, through thy Son, For all the crimes which I have done; may the grace that pardons me, Constrain me to forgive like thee! THE CHKISTIAN PILGRIMAGE. *-*— 371 The heavenly mariner. H. M. 6 & 8. ■ mHEOUGETtrTbiiTations deep, X The way to glory is, This stormy course I keep, On these tempestuous seas: By waves and winds I'm toss'd and driv'n, Freighted with grace and bound to heav'n. 2 Sometimes temptations blow A dreadful hurricane, And high the waters flow, And o'er the sides break in : But still my little ship outbraves The blust'ring winds and surging waves. 3 When I in my distress, My anchor,, hope, can cast, Within the promises, It holds my vessel fast; Safely she then at anchor rides, 'Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides. 4 If a dead calm ensues, And heaven no breezes gives, The oar of prayer I use ; I tug, and toil, and strive; 239 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, Through storms and calms, for many a day I make but very little way. 5 But when a heavenly breeze Springs up and fills my sail, My vessel goes with ease Before the pleasant gale, And runs as much an hour, or more, As in a month or two before. 6 Hid by the cjouds from sight, The sun doth not appear; Nor can I in the night Behold the moon or star; Sometimes for days and weeks or more, I cannot see the sky or shore. 7 The Bible is my chart, By it the seas I know ; I cannot with it part, It rocks and sands doth show; It is a chart and compass too, Whose needle points forever true. 8 I keep aloof from pride. Those rocks I pass with care; I studiously avoid The whirlpool of despair; Presumption's quicksands, too, I shun; Near them I do not choose to run. 9 My vessel would be lost In spite of all my care, But that the Holy'Ghost Himself vouchsafes to steer: And I through all my voyage will Depend upon my steersman's skill. 10 Ere I can reach heaven's coast, I must a gulf pass through, Which dreadful proves to most, For all this passage go. 240 THE CHRISTIAN PILGRIMAGE. But all death's waves can't me o'erwhelna, For God himself is at my helm. II When through this gulf I get, Though rough, it is but short, The pilot angels meet, To bring me into port; And when I land on that blest shore, I shall be safe for evermore, 3 72 Christ our GvMe. ^ 3,7,8,7,4,7. &UIDE us, thou great Jehovah, Pilgrims through this barren land; We are weak, but thou art mighty, Hold us with thy pow'rful hand; Bread of heaven, Feed us till we want no more. 2 Open, Lord, thy crystal fountain, Whence the "healing waters flow, Let thy fiery, cloudy pillar Lead us all our journey through. Strong deliv'rer, Be thou still our strength and shield. 3 Feed us with the heav'nly manna In this barren wilderness ; Be our sword, and shield, and banner, Be our robe of righteousness. Fight and conquer All our foes by sov'reign grace. 4 When we tread the verge of Jordan, Bid our anxious fears subside; Foe to death, and hell's destruction, Land us safe on Canaan's side. Songs of praises, We will ever give to thee. (16) 241 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 373 " Hinder me not." C M. "N all my Lord's appointed ways r My journey I'll pursue ; " Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints, For I must-go with you. 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where he goes; "Hinder me not," shall be my cry, Though earth and hell oppose. 3 Through duties, and through trials too, I'll go at his command ; "Hinder me not ;" for I am bound To my Immanuel's land. 4 And, when my Saviour calls me home, Still this my cry shall be, — . "Hinder me not;" come, welcome Lord ; I'll gladly go with thee. Qrr A "As unknown, and yet well known." H M •»** 2 Cor. 6: 9. yj ' 1Jl ° WHAT poor, despised company Of travelers are these, Who walk in yonder narrow way, Along the rugged maze? 2 Ah! these are of a royal line, All children of a King ; Heirs of immortal crowns divine, And, lo ! for joy they sing. 3 Why do they, then, appear so mean, And why so much despis'd ? Because of their rich robes, unseen, The world is not appris'd. 4 But some of them seem poor, distress'd, And lacking daily bread? ! they're of boundless wealth possess'd, With hidden manna fed ! 242 PRAYEE. 5 But why keep they the narrow road, That rugged, thorny maze? Why, that's the way their Leader trod; They love and keep his ways. 6 Why must they shun that pleasant path That worldlings love so well? Because that is the way to death, The open road to hell. 7 What ! is there then no other road To Salem's happy ground? Christ is the only way to God, None other can be found. 375 Consolation in trials.- Li. M. OWHEN shall all these trials cease? When shall we lay these burdens down ? When shall we reach that perfect peace? When shall we wear the victor's crown? 2 All sorrows, conflicts, toils, and pains, Which we in trials here endure, But fit us more for heav'nly gains, And make our minds and hearts more pure. 3 When death shall end these toilsome rounds, And all our conflicts shall be o'er, may the Saviour take us home, Where we can rest forever more. 4 There shall all sorrows, toils, and pain, And conflicts cease, on that blest shore: ! then, press onward, while 'tis gain, — Our foes will soon molest no more. PRAYER. 376 27i g mercy-seat. Ju. M. FROM ev'ry stormy wind that blows, From ev'ry swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat — 5 T is found beneath the mercy-seat. 243 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads ; A place of all on earth most sweet — ■ It is the blood bought mercy -seat. 3 There is a scene, where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet, Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismay'd? Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suff'ring saints no mercy -seat? 5 There, there on eagles' wings we soar, .And sin and sense molest no more ; And heav'n comes down our souls to greet, While glory crowns the mercy -seat. Q77 Hindrances to prayer. T, iM" O I i 1 Peter 3:7. Um lV1 * WHAT various hindrances we meet In coming to the mercy-seat; Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r, But wishes to be often there? 2 Pray'r. makes the darken'd clouds withdraw ; Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love — Gives ev'ry blessing from above. 3' Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight; Pray'r makes the Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, To heav'n in supplication sent, Our cheerful song would oft'ner be, " Hear what the Lord has done for me." 244 378 What is prayer f C. M, PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, Unutter'd or express'd ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Pray'r is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near. 3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Pray'r the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, And say — " Behold, he prays." 5 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gate of death ; He enters heav'n with pray'r. 379 Prayer in perplexity, C M« rpHOU great First Cause! least under- JL In ev'ry clime ador'd; [stood, We all know this — that thou art good, The universal Lord ! 2 If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, teach my heart To find that better way. 3 Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me. 245 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 380 Prayei answered by crosses. L. M. ASK'I) the Lord that I might grow I In faith, and love, and ev'ry grace; Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face : 2 I hoped that in some favor'd hour At once he'd answer my request; And, by his love's constraining pow'r, Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 3 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart, And let the angry pow'rs of hell Assault my soul in every part. 4 Yea more, with his own hand he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe ; Cross'd all the fair designs I schemed, Blasted my hopes, and laid me low. 5 "Lord, why is this." 1 trembling cried — " Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death ?" " 'T is in this way," the Lord replied, " I answer jDray'r for grace and faith. 6 " These inward trials I employ, From self and pride to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek thy all in me." 381 A prayer for submission. O. M. WANT a heart to pray, To pray and never cease ; Never to murmur at thy stay, Or wish my sutfrings less. 2 This blessing above all, Always to pray, I want ; Out of the deep on thee to call, And never, never faint. 246 I 3 I want a true regard, A single, steady aim- Unmoved by threatening or reward- To thee and thy great name. 4 A jealous, just concern For thine immortal praise; A pure desire that all may learn And glorify thy grace. 5 I want with all my heart Thy pleasures to fulfill ; To know myself, and what thou art, And what thy perfect will. 6 I want I know not what : I want my wants to see ; I want, alas ! what want I not, When thou art not in me? *4QO Short and fervent prayer the best. n AT ^OL Matt. 6: 7,8. Kj ' m - LORD, in thy courts we now appear, And bow before thy throne ; Before our lips begin to move, Our wants to thee are known. 2 Thou know'st the language of the heart, The meaning of a sigh ; Dear Father, hear our humble pray'r, And bring thy blessing nigh. 3 Few be our words, and short our pray'rs, While we together meet; Short duties keep th' attention up And make devotion sweet. 383 Pray with the understanding. S. M. OFTEN say my prayers, But do I ever pray ? And do the wishes of my heart Call forth the words I say ? 247 I CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 I may as well kneel down To worship gods of stone, As offer to the living God A prayer of words alone. 3 For words without the heart The Lord will never hear, Nor will he ever care for those Whose prayers are not sincere. 4 Lord, teach me what I want, And teach me how to pray, Nor let me e'er implore thy grace, Not feeling what I say. 5 Lord, keep me from the sin Of praying thee amiss ; In asking thee such humble things, Not willing to receive. s- gg^ Spare thy peopU^lc.^ ^ gs, 7s & 4*. AVIOTJR, visit thy plantation ; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ; All will turn to desolation, Unless thou return again ; Lord, revive us I All our help must come from thee! 2 Keep no longer at a distance, Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thy assistance, Ev'ry plant should droop and die; Lord, revive us f All our help must come from thee! 3 Let our mutual love be fervent; Make us prevalent in pray'rs; Let each one. esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's alluring snares; Lord, revive us! All our help must come from theef 248 4 Break the tempter's fatal power, Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin, from this good hour, To revive thy work afresh ; Lord, revive us! All our help must come from thee I ♦JQK Prayer divinely inspired. C\ AT 3° J Rom. 8: 26. ^' JM * PRAY'R is the breath of God in man, Returning whence it came ; Love is the sacred lire within, And pray'r the rising flame. 2 It gives the burden'd spirit ease, And soothes the troubled breast, Yields comfort to the mourner here, And to the weary rest. 3 When God inclines the heart to pray, He hath an ear to hear; To him there's music in a groan, And beauty in a tear. 4 The humble suppliant can not fail To have his wants supplied, Since he for sinners intercedes, Who once for sinners died. 386 Daily devotion. S. M. LET sinners take their course, And choose the road to death; But in the worship of my God, I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light; I seek his blessings every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise Beneath thine angry rod. 249 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 4 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 387 Pray without ceasing. Jj. M, PRAY'R was appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give : Long as they live must Christians pray, For only while they pray they live. 2 The Christian's heart his pray'r indites, He speaks as prompted from within ; The Spirit his petition writes, And Christ receives and gives it in. 3 If pains afflict, or wrongs oppress, If cares distract, or fears dismay, If guilt deject, or sins distress, In every case, still watch and pray. 4 Depend on Christ, thou canst not fail; Make all thy wants and wishes known ; Fear not, his merits must prevail; Ask but in faith, it must be done. THE RACE. OOO He being dead, yet speakeih. Q ]^£ ISE, O my soul, pursue the path By ancient worthies trod ; Aspiring, view those holy men Who liv'd and walk'd with God. Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give. 'T was through the Lamb's most precious They conquer'd ev'ry foe ; [blood To his almighty pow'r and grace Their crowns of life they owe. 250 R ] THE RACE. 4 Lord, may I ever keep in view The patterns them hast given, And ne'er forsake the blessed road That led them safe to heav'n. QQQ The Christian race. Q ~\[ AWAKE, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve, And press with vigor on ; A heav'nly race demands thy zeal ; And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'T is his own hand presents the prize To thine uplifted eye ; — 4 That prize, with, peerless glories bright, Which shall new luster boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. 390 Prayer for help to win the prize. D. M. LORD, help me to live, While here on earth I stay, That I the crown of life receive, When done with life's dark dav. 2 Help me to win the prize That Christ has set before, And be with him in Paradise When time shall be no more. 3 Temptations oft arise, Here in this wilderness, And Satan, in his craft, oft tries To rob our heaven of bliss. 251 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 4 I put my trust below, My faith, my all in thee ; For thou hast made a way for all, Hast made a way for me. 5 Strengthen my hope and faith To march along in love, And fit me out, in time of grace, To dwell with thee above. REPROOF. Q Qi " Admonish him as a brother." p TVf DV1 2 Thess. 3 : 15. yjm in SPEAK gently to the erring ones ; — Ye know not all the pow'r With which the dark temptation came, In some unguarded hour. 2 Ye may not know how earnestly They struggled, or how well, Until the hour of weakness came, And sadly thus they fell. 3 Speak gently to the erring one : — O do not thou forget, However darkly stain'd by sin, He is thy brother yet. 4 Heir of the self-same heritage, Child of the self-same God, He hath but stumbled in the path Thou hast in weakness trod. 5 Speak gently to the erring ones: For is it not enough That innocence and peace are gone, Without our censure rough? 6 It surely is a weary lot That sin-crushed heart to bear; And they who share a happier fate Their chidings well may spare. 252 SELF EXAMINATION. OQcy Duty to the erring. T M ^>"^ James 5: 20. JM m WOULDST thou an erring soul redeem, And lead a lost one back to God? Wouldst thou a guardian angel seem To one who long in guilt hath trod ? 2 Go kindly to him — take his hand, With gentlest words, within thine own; And by his side a brother stand Till thou the demon, sin, dethrone. 3 Scorn not the guilty, then, but plead With him in kindest, gentlest mood, And back the lost one thou mayst lead To God, humanity and good! 4 Thou art thyself but man, and thou Art weak, perchance, to fall as he ; Then mercy to the fallen show, That mercy may be shown to thee ! 393 Reproof. U.S. CHIDE mildly the erring, kind language endears ; Grief follows the sinful, add not to their tears ; Avoid with reproaches fresh pain to bestow, The heart which is stricken needs never a hlow. 2 Chide mildly the erring, jeer not at their fall ; If strength be but human, how weakly were all, No marvel that footsteps should wander astvay. When tempests so shadow life's wearisome way. 5 Chide mildly the erring, entreat them with care ; Their natures are mortal, they need not despair. We all have some frailty, we ail are unwise, [skies The grace which redeems us must come from the SELF EXAMINATION. 391 The Christian's inquiry. 7S. jrpiS a point I long to know ; _L Oft it causes anxious thought: Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his, or am I not ? 253 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 If I love, why am I thus — Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, "Who have never heard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Prayer a task and burden prove, Every trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love? 4 Lord,I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all? 5 Could I joy the saints to meet, Choose the way I once abhorr'd, Find at times the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord'? 6 Lord, decide the doubtful case, Thou, who art thy people's sun; Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 7 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not loved before, . Help me to begin to-day. WATCHFULNESS. QQK Watching against evil talk. n "Vf 3y-J Psalni39: l. ^' m ' IHTJS I resolv'd before the Lord, r Now will I watch my tongue, Lest I let slip one sinful word, Or do my neighbor wrong." And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay With men of lives profane, I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 254 THE W^EFAEE. I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel, Lest scoffers should the occasion take To mock my holy zeal. Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be overaw'd, But let the scoffing sinners hear That I can speak for God. DQR The watchful servant. Q M Matt. 24 : 42. 0i jXU "E servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heav'nly word, And watchful at his gate. Y ] Let all your lamps be bright, And trH|Lthe golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. Watch ! 't is your Lord's command, And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. happy servant he, In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crown'd. Christ shall the banquet spread, With his own bounteous hand, And raise that fav'rite servant's head Amidst th' angelic band. THE WARFARE. Q Q7 V we svffer, we shall also reign, etc. r\ ~\f 2 Tim. 2 : 12. yj% 1Xi " Mia soldier of the cross? A follow'r of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name? 255 A ] CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flow'r}' beds of ease, Whilst others fought to win the prize, And sail'd through blood}' seas ? 3 Are their no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increa.se my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die; They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious da}' shall rise, And all thy armies shine, In robes of victory, through the skies, The glory shall be thine. 398 C. M. LAS, what hourly dangers rise ! What snares beset my way ! To heaven O let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears : My weak resistance, ah, how vain! How strong my foes and fears ! 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 256 A ] THE WARFARE. ■k Increase my faith, confirm my hope, When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside, My God, thy pow'rfnl aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 399 The way to heaven. 7 & 6 CALLED to a sense of duty, I would obey the call; And for the sake of Jesus, I freely give up all; My former vain enjoyments, Of pleasure, pride and gain, That I in Jesus' kingdom A mansion may obtain. 2 How often have I struggled, But held some foolish sin ; Yet, to the heavenly kingdom I meant to enter in ; But now I am persuaded That nothing else will do, But Jesus for my portion, And holy joys pursue. 3 Come, who will travel with me The way that leads to heaven? And follow none but Jesus The way which he hath given ; And take his word for counsel, His spirit for a guide ; And make a full surrender Of ev'ry thing beside? 4 What though the world reproach us, And sav we're mean and poor; (17)" 257 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, No matter what we suffer, If we can reach the shore ; 'T will make the glory sweeter, And raise our praises higher; And we shall be completer, When purified by fire. M" A C\(\ Christian watchfulness. Q "Vf 1 Cor. 16 : 13. °' xV± * 'Y soul, be on thy guard ; Ten thousand foes arise ; And hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 0, watch, and fight, and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down ; Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God;" He'll take thee at thy parting breath, To his divine abode. A f\ 1 Thou shall remember all the way which T . "Vf 4UJ- the Lord thy God led thee. -u. -uu. Deut. 8 : 2. THUS far my God hath led me on, And made his truth and mercy known My hopes and fears alternate rise, And comforts mingle with my sighs. 2 Through this wide wilderness I roam, Far distant from my blissful home ; Lord, let thy presence be my stay, And guard me in this dangerous way. 258 THE WARFARE. 3 Temptations everywhere annoy, And sin and snares my peace destroy ; My earthly joys are from me torn, And oft an absent God I mourn. 4 My soul, with various tempests toss'd Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects cross'd, Sees every day new straits attend, And wonders "where the scene will end. 5 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road Which leads us to the mount of God? Are these the toils thy people know, While in this wilderness below? 6 'T is even so, thy faithful love Doth thus thy children's graces prove; 'T is thu§ our pride and self must fall, That Jesus may be All in All. 402 Tribulation. 0. M. THE souls that would to Jesus press, Must fix this firm and sure, ■ That tribulation, more or less, They must and shall endure. 2 From this there can be none exempt; 'T is God's own wise decree, Satan the weakest saint will tempt, Nor is the strongest free. 3 The world opposes from without, And unbelief within; We fear, we faint, we grieve, we doubt, And feel the sting of sin. 4 Glad frames too often lift us up ; And then how proud we grow ; 'Till sad desertion makes us droop, And down we sink as low. 259 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 5 Ten thousand baits the foe prepares, To catch the wand'ring heart, And seldom do we see the snares, Before we feel the smart. 6 But let not all this terrify, Pursue the narrow path : Look to the Lord with steadfast eye, And fight with sin by faith. 7 Though we are feeble, Christ is strong, His promises are true, We shall be conq'rors all ere long, And more than conq'rors too. 403 Pride. S. M. TNNUMERABLE foes JL Attack the child of God ; He feels within the weighf of sin, A grievous, galling load. 2 Temptations too, without, Of various kinds assault ; » Sly snares beset his trav'ling feet, And make him often halt. 3 From sinners and from saints, He meets with many a blow : His own bad heart creates a smart Which only God can know. 4 But, though the hosts of hell Be neither weak nor small, One mighty foe deals dangerous woe, And hurts beyond them all. 5 'T is pride, accursed pride, That fiend by God abhor'd ; Do what we. will, it haunts us still, And keeps us from the Lord. 6 Tt blows its pois'nous breath, And bloats the soul with air ; 200 THE WARFARE. The heart uplifts with God's own gifts, And makes e'en grace a snare. 7 Awake, yea, while we sleep, In all we think or speak, It puffs us glad, torments us sad, Its hold we cannot break. 8 In other ills, we find The hand of heaven not slack : Pride only knows to interpose, And keep our comforts back. 9 'Tis hurtful when perceiv'd, When not perceiv'd 't is worse; Unseen or seen it dwells within, And works by fraud or force. 10 Against its influence pray, It mingles with the prayer ; Against it preach, it prompts the speech, Be silent, still 'tis there. 11 This moment, while I write, I feel its power within ; My heart it draws to seek applause, And mixes all with sin. 12 Thou meek and lowly Lamb, This haughty tyrant kill, That wounded thee, though thou wast free, And grieves thy spirit still. 13 Our condescending God To whom else should we go? Remove our pride whate'er betide, And lay and keep us low. 14 Thy garden is the place, Where pride cannot intrude ; For should it dare to enter there, 'T would soon be drown'd in blood. 261 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 404 7s. J HH IS my happiness below, JL Not to live without the cross; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every los*. Trials mast and. will befall ; But with humble faith to see Love inscrib'd upon them all, This is happiness to me. 2 God, in Israel, sows the seeds Of affliction, pain and toil ; These spring up and choke the weeds Which would else o'erspread the soil: Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to pray'r, Trials bring me to his feet, Lay me low and keep me there. 3 Did I meet no trials here, No chastisement by the way; Might I not, with reason, fear I should prove a cast-away ; Bastards may escape the rod, Sunk in earthly, vain delight; But the true-born child of God, Must not, would not, if he might. 405 A hymn for young converts. Li. M. WHEN converts first begin to sing Their happy souls are on the wing; Their theme is all redeeming love, Fain would they be with Christ above. 2 With admiration they behold The love of Christ, that can't be told; They view themselves upon the shore, And think the battle all is o'er. 262 THE WARFARE. 3 They feel themselves quite free from pain, And think their enemies are slain: They make no doubt but all is well, And Satan is cast down to hell. 4 They wonder wh}^ old saints don't sing, And make the heavenly arches ring; Ring with melodious, joyful sound, Because a prodigal is found. 5 But 't is not long before they feel Their feeble souls begin to reel : They think their former hopes are vain, For they are bound in Satan's chain. 6 The morning, that did shine so bright, Is turned to the shades of night; Their hearts that did with music sing, Are now untuned in ev'ry string. 7 0-! foolish child, why didst thou boast In the enlargement of thy coast? Why didst thou think to fly away, Before thou leav'st this feeble clay? 8 Come, take up arms, and face the field, Come, gird on harness, sword, and shield ; Stand fast in faith, fight for your king, And soon the vict'ry you shall win. 406 Christian warfare. 7s. BRETHREN, while we sojourn here, Fight we must, but should not fear ; Foes we have, but we've a friend, One who loves us to the end; Forward then with courage go, Long we shall not dwell below; Soon the joyful news shall come, Child, your Father calls — come home. 263 CUPwISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE, 2 In the world a thousand snares Lie to take us unawares ; Satan, with malicious art, Watches each unguarded heart; But from Satan's malice free, Saints shall soon victorious be; Soon the joyful news will come, Child, your Father calls — come home, 3 But of all the foes we meet, None so apt to turn our feet, None betray us into sin, Like the foes we have within ; Yet let nothing spoil your peace, Christ will also conquer these : Then the joyful news will come, Child, your Father calls — come home. 407 ^e Christian warfare. M. 8s & 7s CHRISTIAN soldiers, wake to glory! Hark, your Leader bids you rise; See the crown of iife before you, March to seize the heavenly prize. 2 Let the hope of full salvation, Helmet-like, your head adorn; Be the gospel's preparation On your feet like sandals worn. 3 Let your loins around be girded By the truth your lips profess; From your breast be danger warded By the plate of righteousness. \ Let your prayers ascend with fervor, Without ceasing to the Lord: Not an unconcerned observer, Timely succor he'll afford. 5 Faith and hope must never languish, All your cares upon him cast; He'll enable you to vanquish Every enemy at last. 264 DEATH. J Self-denial. C. M. THE way of life in Christ doth lead Us all beneath the cross; We must, who future life would find, Of self sustain a loss. 2 If we the Saviour would obey, We must forsake the world, And choose the straight and narrow way He showeth in his word. 3 Ourselves we always must deny Of all our lust and pride, And pluck out the offending eye, Which with the world would side. 4 'T is death to self, thus to comply ; But God we ne'er can praise Unless we do ourselves deny, From all our evil ways. 5 Then let us always earnest strive And willingly obey, That we may gain eternal life In that amazing day. DEATH. j Death and the resurrection. S. M AND must this body die? This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine, Lie mould'ring in the clay ? 2 Corruption, earth and worms, Shall but refine my flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes, To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, And often from the skies Looks down and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 265 DEATH. 4 Array 'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Look heavenly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his pow'r above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, With our immortal tongues. 410 Separations in time. OS & 8 $>* FRIEND after friend departs: Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end; Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath. Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire. 3 There is a world above, Where parting is unknown ; A whole eternity of love, Form'd for the good alone; And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere. ni Here we have no continuing city. T. AT 411 Het>. 13: 14. 1Jm m ' "TTTE 'VE no abiding city here:" VV This may distress the worldly mind, But should not cost a saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 266 2 "We've no abiding city here:" Sad truth, were this to be our home ; But let this thought our spirits cheer, "We seek a city yet to come." 3 "We've no abiding city here," Then let us live as pilgrims do ; Let not the world our rest appear, But let us haste from all below. 4 "We've no abiding city here," We seek a city out of sight : Zion its name — the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light. 5 ! sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil aie Had I the pinions of the dove, [blest; I'd fly to thee and be at rest. 6 But hush, my soul, nor dare repine, The time my God appoints is best : While here, to do his will be mine ; And his to fix my time of rest. 412 Go to thy rest, fair child. S. M. O to thy rest, fair child ! Go to thy dreamless bed, While yet so gentle, undefiTd, With blessings on thy head. 2 Before thy heart had learn'd In waywardness to stray; Before thy feet had ever turn'd i The dark and downward way ; 3 Ere sin had sear'd the breast, Or sorrow woke the tear; Rise to thy throne of changeless rest, In yon celestial sphere! 4 Because thy smile was fair, Thy lip and eye so bright, Because thy loving cradle care Was such a dear delight; 267 G' 5 Shall love, with weak embrace, Thy upward wing detain? No! gentle angel, seek thy place Amid the cherub train. 413 Death of an infant. L. M. SO fades the lovely, blooming flow'r, Frail, smiling solace of an hour ; So soon our transient comforts fly, And pleasure only blooms to die. 2 Is there no kind, no healing art, To soothe the anguish of the heart? Divine Redeemer,- be thou nigh: Thy comforts were not made to die. 3 Then gentle patience smiles on pain, And dying hope revives again ; Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, And faith points upward to the sky. a i a The death of the righteous. J, \f 414 Num.23: 10. ±L m * HOW blest the righteous when he dies! When sinks a weary soul to rest ! How mildly beam the closing eyes ! How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud awaj' ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm which life nor death destroys ; And naught disturbs that peace profound Which his unfetter'd soul enjoys. 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! How bright th' unchanging morn appears] Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 268 F 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While heav'n and earth combine to say, ♦ "How blest the righteous when he dies !' a i K The promised land. Q^ ]^[ IAR from these narrow scenes of night, Unbounded glories rise, And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 There pain and sickness never come, And grief no more complains ; Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And endless pleasure reigns. 3 No clouds those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair ; For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can'never enter there. 4 There no alternate night is known, Nor sun's faint, sickly ray ; But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. 5 0, may the heav'nly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love, Till wings of faith and strong desire Bear ev'ry thought above ! 6 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high; Then bid our spirits rise and join The chorus of the sky. A 1 a Blessed are the dead, etc. f] "Vf *J-0 Rev. 14: 13. °* m ' HEAR what the voice from heav'n pro- For all the pious dead; [claims Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 269 DEATH. 2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd; How kind their slumbers are! From suff'ring and from sin releas'd, And freed from every snare. * 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward. 417 Death the gale of heaven. L. M. WHY should we start, and fear to die? Whattim'rous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away; Still we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 ! if my Lord would come and meet, My soul should stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. A1Q Christ blessing children. f) \f 41 " Matt. 19: 15. Kj * m ' THY life I read, my dearest Lord, With transport all divine ; Thine image trace in ev'ry word, Thy love in ev'ry line. 2 Methinks I see a thousand charms, Spread o'er thy lovely face, While infants in thy tender arms Eeceive the smiling grace. 270 DEATH. 3 "I take these tender lambs," said he, " And lay them on my breast; Protection they shall find in me, In me be ever blest. 4 "'Death may the bands of life unloose, But can't dissolve our love; Millions of infant souls compose The family above. 5 " Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, And mould with heav'nly skill : I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, And hands to do my will," 6 His words the happy parents hear, And shout, with joys divine, Tear Saviour, all we nave and are Shall be forever thine. 419 Tlie happy change. L. M. FROM his low bed' of mortal dust, Escap'd the prison of his clay, The new inhabitant of bliss To heaven directs his upward way. 2 Ye fields! that witness'd once his tears, Ye winds! that wafted ©ft his sighs, Ye mountains, where hebreath'd his pray'rs, Where sorrow's shadow vail'd his eyes— 3 No more the weary pilgrim mourns, No more affliction wrings his heart; Th' unfetter'd soul to God returns — Forever he and anguish part. 4 Receive, O earth, his faded form, In thy cold bosom let it lie; Safe let it rest from ev'ry storm — Soon must it rise, no more to die. 271 420 The Christian's parting hour. L. M. HOW sweet the honr of closing day, When all is peaceful and serene, And when the sun, with cloudless ray, Sheds mellow luster o'er the scene! 2 Such is the Christian's parting hour ; So peacefully he sinks to rest; When faith, endued from heaven with pow'r, Sustains and cheers his languid breast. 3 Mark but that radiance of his eye, That smile upon his wasted cheek ! They tell us of his glory nigh, In language that no tongue can speak. 4 A beam from heav'n is sent to cheer The pilgrim on his gloomy road ; And angels are attending near, To bear him to their bright abode. 5 Who would not wish to die like those Whom God's own spirit deigns to bless? To sink into that soft repose, Then wake to perfect happiness? 421 On the death of a child. 0. M. WAKE up, my muse, condole the loss Of those who mourn this day; Let tears run down on every face, And every mourner pray. 2 The tyrant, death, came rushing in, And here, his pow'r to show, With icy hand he touched this child. And laid its visage low. 3 No more the pleasant child is seen, To please the parent's eye ; The tender plant, so fresh and green, Is in eternity. 272 DEATH. 4 The golden bowl by death is broke, The pitcher burst in twain; The cistern wheel has felt the stroke, The pleasant child is slain. 5 The winding-sheet enfolds its limbs, The coffin holds it fast; To-day 't is seen by all its friends, But this must be the last — 6 Until the Lord doth come to judge The nations great and small ; When you and I the test shall stand, Or at his presence fall. 422 Death of a pastor. 8s & 7s. PASTOR, thou art from us taken In the glory of thy years, As the oak, by tempest shaken, Falls ere time its verdure sears. 2 Pale and cold we see thee lying In God's temple, once so dear, And the mourners' bitter sighing Falls unheeded on thine ear. 5 May the conq'ring faith that cheer'd thee When thy foot on Jordan press'd, Guide our spirits while we leave thee In the tomb that Jesus bless'd. 423 The death of children. C. M. E mourning saints, whose streaming Flow o'er your children dead, [tears Say not in transports of despair, That all your hopes are fled. 2 While cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie, Rise, and with joy and rev'rence view A heav'nly parent nigh. (18) 273 Y 1 DEATH. 3 Though, your young branches torn away, Like wither'd trunks ye stand, With fairer verdure shall ye bloom Touch'd by th' Almighty's hand. 4 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, Through which thy face we see, [hearts And bless those wounds which through our Prepare a way for thee. 424 Adieu to the dying saint. Li. M FAREWELL, bright soul, a short farewell, Till we shall meet again above ; In the sweet groves where pleasures dwell And trees of life bear fruits of love. 2 There glory sits on every face, There friendship smiles in every eye ; There shall our tongues relate the grace That leads us homeward to the sky. 3 O'er all the names of Christ, the King, Shall our harmonious voices rove ; Our harps shall sound from every string The wonders of his bleeding love. 4 Come sov'reign Lord ! dear Saviour, come! Remove these separating days ; Send thy bright wheels to fetch us home, That golden hour, how long it stays ! 5 Sweet soul, we leave thee to thy rest; Enjoy thy Jesus and thy God, Till we, from bands of clay released, Spring out and climb the shining road. Ai)K Death of a minister in his prime. 1A C L *^ J Deut. 34: 7. xy, °' GO to thy grave in all thy glorious prime, In full activity of zeal and power : A Christian's always ready for his time: The Lord's appointment is the servant's hour. 274 DEATH. 2 Go to the grave : at noon frorn labor cease; Rest on thy sheaves ; thy harvest task is done. Come from the heat of battle, and in peace, Soldier, go home ; with thee the fight is won. 3 Go to the grave ; for there thy Saviour lay In death's embrace, ere he arose on high ; And all the ransom'd, by that narrow way, Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 4 Go to the grave?— no ; take thy seat above ; Be thy pure spirit present with the Lord, Where "thou, for faith and hope, hast perfect love, And open vision for the written word. 426 The bereaved husband. Li. M. YES, she is gone— yet do not thou The goodness of the Lord distrust; 'But meekly to his wisdom bow, Who lays thy lov'd one in the dust. The form is there — but seek not there The spirit born for light and love ; Look upward — free from sin and care, It rests in joy with God above. 2 Through many checker'd scenes of life, Ye hand in hand have journey 'd on; For her the labor and the strife Are o'er — the peaceful goal is won. The pleasant voice and cheering smile, Which oft hath sooth'dthy harass'd mind, Are gone but for a little while, She hath not left thee far behind. 3 Then mourn not that an heir of grace Has reach'd the goal of hope and faith ; Press onward in the Christian race ; Brief is your parting now by death. Soon thou too wilt be called to leave This earth, where sadly thou dost roam ; Soon joyfully wilt thou receive, In heav'n, her gentle "Welcome Home.'* 275 DEATH. 427 Z%e widow's God. L. M. IN this lone hour of deep distress, When heavy sorrows round me press, Encourag'd by thy gracious word, I trust thee as the widow's God. 2 A husband lies in death's embrace, The grave is now his resting-place ; 0, as I pass beneath thy rod, Reveal thyself the widow's God. 3 Assuage my grief, remove my fears, Suppress my murm'ring, dry my tears ; Help me to own thee as my Lord. And bless thee as the widow's God. 4 Be thou my counsellor and stay, Protect by night, and guide by day; Then, as I travel life's rough road, I'll praise thee as the widow's God. 428 A funeral thought. CM. HARK! from the tomb a doleful sound; My ears attend the cry: "Ye living men. come view the ground, Where you must shortly lie." 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your tow'rs ! The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure ? Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more ? 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, To fit our souls to fiy ; Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky. 276 429 Death of a mother. L. M. Doi THE time is short, the season nears, That I must leave this vale of tears ; Dear friends, you need not mourn that I Am called so early for to die. I hope to rest in that abode, Where my dear Saviour and my God Together there in union are, And angels sing the happy choir. 2 I leave you in God's care below, My husband and my children too, Now try to serve your Saviour here, And travel through this vale with fear; That, when you leave this world below, That Christ to you may mercy show, And to his Kingdom take you in, No more to be defiled by sin. 430 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely. OS & «S. ISTER, thou wast mild and lovely, Gentle as the summer breeze, Pleasant as the air of ev'ning, When it floats among the trees. Peaceful be thy silent slumber — Peaceful in the grave so low : Thou no more wilt join our number ; Thou no more our songs shalt know. Dearest sister, thou hast left us; Here thy loss we deeply feel; But 't is God that hath bereft us: He can all our sorrows heal. Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled, Then in heaven withjoy to greet thee, Where no farewelFtear is shed. 277 S 1 ao-i Asleep in Jesus. T. "Vf *"'l lThcss. 4: 14. ■" 1VJ - ASLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturb'd repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus! 0, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet! With holy confidence to sing That death has lost its venom'd sting! 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest : i No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's pow'r. 4 Asleep in Jesus ! 0, for me May such a blissful refuge be: Securely shall my ashes lie, And wait the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus! time nor space Affects this precious hiding-place : On Indian plains or Lapland snows Believers find the same repose. A QQ Ye are not your own C\ "Vf 4'^ lCor.6: 19. yj ' m ' WHY should our tears in sorrow flow, When God recalls his own; And bids them leave a world of woe For an immortal crown ? 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those Whose life to God was giv'n? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heav'n. 3 Their toils are past, their work is done, And they are fully blest : They fought the fight, the vict'ry won, And enter'd into rest. 278 4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow- God has recall'd his own ; And let our hearts, in ev'ry woe, Still say — u Thy will be done !" 433 Death of a youth. CM. WHEN blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pa}', Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r — I too must die — Sink deep in every breast. 3 Let this vain world engage no more; Behold the gaping tomb! It bids us seize the present hour, To-morrow death may come. 4 The voice of Ihis alarming scene, May ev'ry heart obey; Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. 5 let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose pow'rful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. 6 Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart, With cleansing, healing pow'r ; This only can prepare the heart, For death's surprising hour. 434 Death disarmed. C. M. WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms? 'T is but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms. 279 DEATH. 2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move? Nor should we wish the hours more slow, To keep us from our love. 3 Why should we tremble, to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all the saints he blest, And softened ev'ry bed ; Where shall the dying members rest, But with their dying Head? 5 Thence he arose; ascended high, And show'd our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly At the great rising day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise ; Awake, ye nations under ground, Ye saints, ascend the skies. ,\ OK Our mortality. C] TLf 43J Psalm 90: 12. V? £*• TEACH me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame! I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time; Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move, Like shadows o'er the plain, They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 280 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show ; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs they know not who, And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for, then, From creatures earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desire recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. 436 Maris future destiny. O. M. ND am I born to die? To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown? A 2 Soon as from earth I go, What will become of me? ^Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be. 3 I must from God be driv'n, Or with my Saviour dwell : Must come at his command to heav'n, Or else — depart to hell. 4 Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; That when thou comest on thy throne, I may with joy appear. 5 Thou art thyself the way— Thyself to me reveal ; • So shall I spend my life's short day- Obedient to thy will. 281 DEATH. 437 Death and immediate glory. 0. M. THERE is a house not made with, hands, Eternal and on high ; And here my spirit waiting stands, Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved and fall ; Then, my soul, with joy obey Thy heavenly Father's call. 3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heaven And, as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. 4 We walk by faith of joys to come; Faith lives upon his word; But while the body is our home, We're absent from the Lord. 5 'T is pleasant to believe thy grace, But we had rather see; We would be absent from the flesh, ^ And present, Lord, with thee. 438 Death of a mother. C. M. Y mother died, and is no more, Upon this vale of tears ; Her spirit's fled to that bright shore Where pleasures banish fears. 2 Her body 's lying in the ground, Her soul is with its God ; Nothing of her on earth is found ; She gained the rest she sought. 3 Released from all her fears and pains And all her tears below; "^orever on those brighter plains, Where living fountains flow. 282 M 4 She dwells secure from Satan's power, With Christ, her living Head ; She reaps reward from sorrow's hour, And joys for tears she shed. AOQ Sorrow turned to joy. Qo fr 7 a 43 y John 16: 20. ° b ** ■ h « HAPPY soul! thy days are ended, All thy mourning days below Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus go ! Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo ! the Saviour stands above ; Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 2 Struggling through the latest passion To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting rest; For the joy he sets before thee, Bear thy transitory pain ; Die, to live a life of glory ; Suffer, with the Lord to reign. A A r\ Brevity and uncertainty of life. p TVf ^ 4U Psalm 39: 4-7. yjm XXm THEE we adore, eternal name, And humbly own to thee, How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we ! 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As days and months increase, And ev'ry beating pulse we tell, Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're trav'ling to the grave. 283 DEATH. 4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground, To push us to the tomb ; And tierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Infinite joy, or wretched woe, Attends on ev'ry breath ; And yet how unconcern'd we go, Upon the brink of death ! 6 Waken, Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dang'rous road ; And if our souls are hurried hence May they be found with God. 441 Death of a child. C. M. N early summons Jesus sends To call a child above : And whispers o'er the weeping friends, T is all the fruit of love. A 1 2 To save the darling child from woe, And guard it from all harms, From all the griefs you feel below, I call'd it to my arms. 3 Ah, do not rashly with me strive, Nor vainty fast or weep ; The child, though dead, is yet alive, And only fall'n asleep. 4 T is on the Saviour's bosom laid, And feels no sorrow there ; 'Tis by a heavenly parent fed, And needs no more your care. 5 To you the child was only lent, While mortal it was thine; But now, in robes immortal pent, It lives forever mine. 284 442 Death of a mother. L. M. THE bosom where I oft have lain, And slept my infant hours away, Will never beat for me again, 'T is still in death ! 'T is lifeless clay ! 2 How many were the silent prayers My mother offered up for me ! How many were the bitter cares She felt, when none but God could see! 3 Well, she is gone, and now in heaven She sings his praise, who died for her; And to her hand a harp is given, And she's a heavenly worshiper. 4 let me think of all she said, And all the kind advice she gave ; And let me do it now she's dead, And sleeping in her lowly grave. 5 And let me choose the path she chose, And her I soon again may see, Beyond this world of sin and woes, With Jesus, in eternity. 443 A thought of death and glory. CM MY soul, come, meditate the day. And think how near it stands, When thou must quit this house of clay And fly to unknown lands. 2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view The hollow, gaping tomb: This gloomy prison waits for you, Whene'er the summons come. 3 0, could we die with those who die, And place us in their stead ! Then would our spirits learn to fly, And converse with the dead. 285 DEATH. Then should we see the saints above In their own glorious forms, And wonder why our souls should love To dwell with mortal worms. How should we scorn these clothes of flesh, These fetters, and this load, And long for evening, to undress, That we may rest with God. We should almost forsake our clay, Before the summons come ; And pray, and wish our souls away To their eternal home. 444 Rest for the weary. S. M. WHERE shall rest be found— Rest for the weary soul? 'T were vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'T is not the whole of life, to live, Nor all of death, to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years, And all that life is love. 4 There is a death, whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : — O, what eternal terrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord, God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. 286 DEATH. 445 Death of a sister. P. M. 8s jrp IS finished! the conflict is past, X. The heaven-born spirit is fled ; Her wish is accomplished at last, A sister's entomb'd with the dead. The months of affliction are o'er, The days and the nights of distress ; We see her in anguish no more — She's gain'd her soul's happy release. ■ 2 No sickness, or sorrow, or pain, Shall ever disquiet her now ; For death to her spirit was gain, Since Christ was her life, here below. Her soul has now taken its flight To mansions of glory above, ' To mingle with angels of light, And dwell in the kingdom of love. 3 The victory now is obtain'd — She's gone her dear Saviour to see, Her wishes she fully has gain'd — She's gone where she long wish'd to be. Then let us forbeaf to complain, That she has now gone from our sight; We soon shall behold her again, With new and redoubled delight. 446 Let me die the death of the righteous. 0. M. WITH what a fix'd and peaceful mind, The righteous man expires! Behold him breathing out his soul, In hopes and blest desires ! 2 No sin or fears disturb his soul, No terror from below; Nor worldly glory stops his flight, Or makes him loth to go. 287 DEATH. 3 Bright hosts of angels 'round his bed, With holy ardor stand ; Heady to bear aloft his soul, At Jesus' high command. 4 How this bright hope, this blessed hope My longing spirit charms! O let me live and die like him, Enclos'd in Jesus' arms. 447 Death of a young person. CM. HOW short the race our friend has run, Cut down in all his bloom! — The course but yesterday begun, Now finish'd in the tomb. 2 Few are thy days, and full of woe, man, of woman born! Thy doom is written — dust thou art, To dust thou shalt return. 3 Thou joyous youth, hence learn how soon Thy years may end their flight; Long, long before life's brilliant noon, May come death's gloomy night. 5 To serve thy God no longer wait, To-day his voice regard ; To-morrow mercy's open gate May be forever barred. 5 And thus the Lord reveals his grace, Thy youthful love to gain — The soul that early seeks my face, Shall never seek in vain. 448 Peaceful death of the righteous. C. M. I LOOKED upon the righteous man, And saw his parting breath, Without a struggle or a sigh, Serenely yield to death : 288 DEATH. There was no anguish on his brow, Nor terror in his eye : The spoiler aimed a fatal dart, But lost the victory. I looked upon the righteous man, And heard the holy prayer Which rose above that breathless form, To soothe the mourners' care, And felt how precious was the gift He to his loved ones gave — The stainless memory of the just, The wealth beyond the grave. I looked upon the righteous man; And all our earthly trust Of pleasure, vanity, or pride, Seemed lighter than the dust, Compared with his celestial gain — A home above the sky: 0, grant us, Lord, his life to live, That we like him may die. 449 Voice from the dead. CM. Y youthful mates, both small and great Stand here and you shall see A solemn sight, which is a type Of what you soon must be. I did appear once fresh and fair, Among the youthful crowd ; But now behold me dead and cold, Wrapped in a sable shroud. My cheeks, once red like roses spread, My sparkling eye so gay; But now you see how 'tis with me, A lifeless lump of clay. When you are dressed in all your best, In fashion so complete, You soon must be, as you see me, Wrapped in a winding-sheet. (19) 289 M" THE RESURRECTION. 5 When you unto your frolics go, Remember that I say, In a short time, though in 3 r our prime, You may be called away. 6 Now I am gone, I can't return, And me no more you'll see ; But it is true that all of you Must shortly follow me. 7 When you unto my grave do go, The gloomy place to see ; I say to you who stand and view, Prepare to follow me. THE RESURRECTION. A £»H Triumph over death. C] M Job 19: 25-27. V' m ' &REAT God, I own thy sentence just, That nature must decay ; I yield my body to the dust, To dwell with fellow clay. 2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the graves, And trample on the tombs, My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, My God, my Saviour comes. 3 The mighty conqu'ror shall appear High on a royal seat, And death, the' last of all his foes, Lie vanquish'd at his feet. 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin, And gnaw my wasting flesh, When God shall build my bones again, He'll clothe them all afresh. 5 Then shall I see thy lovely face With strong, immortal eyes, And feast upon thy unknown grace With pleasure and surprise. 290 THE RESURRECTION. 451 Exulting in the resurrection. CM. WHEN the last trumpet's awful voice This rending earth shall shake, When opening graves shall yield their charge And dust to life awake, — 2 Those bodies that corrupted fell Shall incorrupt arise, And mortal forms shall spring to life Immortal in the skies. 3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung Is now at last fulfilled ; And death yields up his ancient reign, And, vanquished, quits the field. 4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice, And now in triumph sing : — O grave, where is thy victory? And where, death, thy sting? A Kc) The dead and living saints meeting. C\ TM" 4 °^ IThess. 4: 17. Kjm iYL * THE time draws nigh, when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend ; And the last trumpet's awful voice The heav'ns and earth shall rend. 2 Then they who live shall changed be, And they who sleep shall wake'; The graves shall yield their ancient charge, While earth's foundations shake. 3 The saints of God, from death set free, With joy shall mount on high ; The heav'nly hosts, with praises loud, Shall meet them in the sky. 4 A few short years of exile past, We reach the happy shore ; Where death-divided friends, at last, Shall meet to part no more. 291 TIME AND ETERNITY. 453 The last lovely morning. lis. THE last lovely morning, all blooming and fair, Is fast onward fleeting, and soon will appear. The Bridegroom from glory to earth shall descend, And thousands of angels around him attend. 2 The graves will he opened, the dead vdll arise, And with their Redeemer will meet in the skies. The saints, then immortal, in glory shall reign, The bride with the Bridegroom forever remain. TIME AND ETERNITY. A P. A Importance of time. T. M" Eph. 5: 16. XJm m * TIME! how few thv value weigh! How few will estimate a day ! Days, months and years are rolling on, The soul neglected and undone. 2 In painful cares, in empty joys, Our life its precious hours destroys; While death stands watching at our side, Eager to stop the living tide. 3 "Was it for this, ye mortal race, Your Maker gave you here a place? Was it for this his thoughts design'd The frame of your immortal mind? 4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime, He fashion'd all the sons of time ; Then let us ev'ry day give heed, That we his servants be indeed. 455 Time fleeting. 7s & 6s. TIME is winging us away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the tomb: Youth and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon will be Enclos'd in death's cold arms. 292 M' TIME AND iSTEENITY. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home; Life is but a winter's day— A journey to the tomb: rBut the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above , Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. 456 Rapidity and uncertainly of time. C. P. JVL Y days, my weeks, my months, my years Fly rapid as the whirling spheres, Around the steady pole; Time, like a tide, its motion keeps, And I must launch through endless deeps, Where endless ages roll. 2 The grave is near the cradle seen; How swift the moments pass between, And whisper as they fly : Unthinking man, remember this — Though fond of sublunary bliss — That thou must groan and die. 3 My soul, attend the solemn call ! Thy earthly tent must shortly fall, And thou must take thy flight, Beyond the vast expansive blue, To sing above, as angels do, Or sink in gloomy night. A nfl Vanity of earthly enjoyments. f] "Vf 4 J • Eccl. 1 : 2. V- m " HOW vain are all things here below, How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure has its poison, too, And ev'ry 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. 293 TIME AND ETERNITY. 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. H' AKQ Your fathers, where are they f Q. "lU *JO Zecli. 1: 5. °* m " "OW swift the torrent rolls That bears us to the sea; The tide that hurries thoughtless souls To vast eternity. 2 Our fathers, where are they, With all they call'd their own? Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, And wealth and honor, gone. 3 God of our fathers, hear, Thou everlasting Friend ! While we, as on life's utmost verge, Our souls to thee commend. 4 Of all the pious dead May we the footsteps trace, Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before thy face. 459 Value of a moment. L. M. AT every motion of our breath, Life trembles on the brink of death ; A taper's flame that upward turns, While downward to the dust it burns. 294 TIME AND ETEEN1TY. 2 Moment by moment years are past, And one ere long wili be our last; There is a point no eye can see, Yet on it hangs eternity. 3 This is that moment — who shall tell, Whether it leads to heaven or hell? This is that moment — as we choose, Th' immortal soul we save, or lose. 4 Time past and time to come are not — Time present is our only lot; God ! henceTorth our hearts incline, To seek no other love than thine. ^ Boast not thyself of to-morrow. Q 1M" J Pro v. 27: 1. °" JU " TO-MORROW, Lord! is thine, Lodg'd in thy sov'reign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; O, make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this fleeting hour Eternity is hung, Awake, by thine almighty pow'r, The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care ; O, be it still pursued! Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renew'd. [ Serious prospect of eternity. 0. x . M LO ! on a narrow neck of land, ' Twixt two unbounded seas I stand ; Yet how insensible ! A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 295 TIME AND ETERNITY. 2 God, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtless heart Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me, ere it be too late : Wake me to righteousness. 3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar ; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, To meet a joyful doom ? 4 Be this my one great business here, With holy trembling, holy fear, To make my calling sure ; Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. IfiO Our frailly. C] \f 40 Z 1 Peter 1: 24. %Jm m ' LET others boast how strong they be, Nor death nor danger fear; But we'll confess, Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay ; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land; And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long ! 4 But 't is our God supports our frame, The God who form'd us first; Praise be to his almighty name, That rear'd us from the dust. 296 TIME AND ETERNITY. 5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, Our Maker we'll adore; His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, Or they would breathe no more. 463 Here we have no abiding city. Jj. M. WE are not here for earth — no, no ! We soon must leave all here below , Our labors here shall soon be done, When we must leave for worlds unknown. 2 How should we then our time employ, • To reach the place of endless joy? How should we live, so that we may, Secure the bliss of endless day? 3 Come, let us then go hand in hand, All joining in a loving band, To help each other from the snares Which lie to take us unawares. 4 And w r hen our warfare here shall cease, We reach the land of perfect peace : There can we all forever sing, Hosanna to our God and King. 464 Eternity. L. M. ETERNITY is just at hand ! And shall I waste my ebbing sand ? And careless view departing day? And throw my inch of time away? 2 Lo ! an eternity there is, Of endless woe, or endless bliss : And, swift as time fulfils its round, We to eternity are bound. 3 What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind ! [see : They're gone! but where? ah, pause and Gone to a long eternity ! 297 TIME AND ETERNITY. 4 Sinner, canst thou forever dwell In all the fiery deeps of hell? And is death nothing, then, to thee — Death and a dread eternity? 465 Time is short. C. M. •*rpHE time is short!" the season near, J. When death will us remove, To leave our friends, however dear, And all we fondly love. 2 "The time is short!" sinners, beware, Nor trifle time away ; The word of your salvation hear, AVhile it is call'd to-day. 3 "The time is short !" ye rebels, now To Christ, the Lord, submit; To mercy's golden sceptre bow, And yield at Jesus' feet. 4 "The time is short!" ye saints, rejoice, The Lord will quickly come ; Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's voice To call you to your home. 5 " The time is short!" it swiftly flies ; The hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies. And reach the wished-for land. i66 Rejoicing in view of death. 0. M. AND let this feeble body fail, And let it droop and die; My soul shall quit this mournful vale. And soar to worlds on high; — 2 Shall join the disembodied saints, And find its long-sought rest — That only bliss for which it pants — In my Redeemer's breast. 298 TIME AND ETERNITY. 3 In hope of that immortal crown, I now the cross sustain ; And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain. 4 0, what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host t' appear, And worship at thy feet? 5 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away — But let me find them all again, In that eternal day. 467 Shortness of time. M. 7s SWIFT the moments fly away — First the hour, and then the day, Next the week, the month, the year, Steal away, and disappear. 2 Time is ever on the wing, While I speak, or think, or sing! Whether night, or whether day, Time is rolling fast away ! 3 Think, my soul! awake and see What will soon become of thee ! Whither tending, canst thou tell — Up to heaven, or down to hell? 4 Jesus, I would humbly pray, Guide and keep me in the way ; Every gift and grace bestow; Wean my heart from things below. 299 L ( JUDGMENT. JUDGMENT. 468 Christ coming to judgment. 8s, 7s, &4. O ! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain ; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train: Hallelujah ! Jesus comes, and comes to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him, Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at naught, and sold him, Pierced and nailed him to the tree, Deeply wailing, That they now condemn'd must be. 3 Now the Saviour, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear: All his saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet him in the air: Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear. 469 Wheat and tares, or last harvest. Li. M. THIS is the field, the world below, In which the sowers came to sow; Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares — For so the word of truth declares : And soon the reaping time will come, And angels take the harvest home. 2 To love my sins, a saint appear, To grow with wheat and be a tare — May serve me while on earth below, Where tares and wheat together grow: But soon the reaping time will come, &c. 3 Most awful truth! and is it so? Must all mankind the harvest know ? 300 JUDGMENT. Is every one a wheat or tare? Me for the harvest, Lord, prepare : For soon the reaping time will come, c(r. 4 Then all who truly righteous be, Their Father's kingdom there shall see; But tares in bundles shall be bound, And cast to hell — O, doleful sound ! For soon the reaping time will come, &c. 470 Banishment from God dreadful. 0. M THAT awful day will surely come, Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, Thou sovereign of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound, Depart? 3 The thunder of that dismal word Would so torment my ear, 'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. 4 What ! to be banish'd from my life, And yet forbid to die ! To linger in eternal pain, Yet death forever fly ! 5 O wretched state of deep despair! To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station, where I cannot taste his love! 6 tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands! Show me some promise in thy book, Where my salvation stands! 301 B JUDGMENT. 471 The solemn parting. G. M. EHOLD that great and awful day Of parting soon will come, When sinners must be hurl'd away, And Christians gather'd home. 2 Perhaps the parent sees the child Sink down to endless flames, With shrieks, and howls, and bitter cries, Never to rise again. 3 "0 father! see my blazing hands, Mother ! behold your child : Against you now a witness stands Amidst the flames confinM !" 4 The child perhaps the parents view Go headlong down to hell : Gone with the rest of Satan's crew, And bid the child farewell ! 5 The husband sees his piteous wife, . With whom he once did dwell, Depart with groans and bitter cries My husband ! fare you well ! '6 But ! perhaps the wife may see The man she once did love, Sink down to endless misery, Whilst she is crown'd above. 472 Day of Judgment. 8s, 7s & 4. DAY of judgment, day of wonders! Hark! the trumpet's awful sound- Louder than a thousand thunders, — Shakes the vast creation round! How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine ! 302 JUDGMENT. Yon, who long for his appearing, Then shall say, " This God is mine :" Gracious Saviour, Own me in that day for thine! 3 At his call the dead awaken — Rise to life from earth and sea; All the pow'rs of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee : Careless sinner, What will then become of thee? 4 Horrors, past imagination, Will surprise your trembling heart When you hear your condemnation, " Hence, accursed wretch, depart! And with Satan And his angels have thy*part!" 5 But to those who have confessed, Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below, He w r ill say, " Come near, ye blessed, See the kingdom I bestow : You forever Shall my love and glory know." AHD Behold he comeih xv Uh clouds. Q 7 9, 7 4. 7 4/3 Itev. 1:7. °i l rV ' '' ' SEE th' Eternal Judge descending, Seated on his Father's throne; Now, poor sinner, Christ will show thee That he's with the Father one: Trumpets call thee, Stand and hear the awful doom. 2 Hear the sinner now lamenting, At the sight of fiercer pain ; Cries and tears he now is venting, But he weeps and cries in vain; Greatly mourning, That he ne'er was born again. 303 JUDGMENT. 3 Yonder sits my slighted Saviour, With the marks of dying love : that I had sought his favor, When I felt his Spirit move ! Doom'd I'm justly, For I have against him strove. 4 All his wooing I have slighted, While he daily sought my soul, If my vows to him I plighted, Yet for sin I broke them all ; Golden moments, How neglected did they roll ! 5 There I see my godly neighbors, Who were once despised by me, Now they're clad in dazzling splendor, Waiting my sad fate to see: Farewell, neighbors — Dismal gulf, I'm bound for thee. 474 Reflection on the Judgment. CM. AND must I be to judgment brought, And answer, in that day, For every vain and idle thought, And every word I say ? 2 Y T es, every secret of my heart Shall shortly be made known, And I receive my just desert For all that I have done. 3 How careful, then, ought I to live! With what religious fear! Who such a strict account must give For my behavior here. 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, The watchful power bestow; So shall I to my ways take heed, To all I speak or do. 304 5 If now thou standest at the door, 0, let me feel thee near; And make my peace with God, before I at thy bar appear. 475 C. P.M. WHEN thou my righteous Judge shalt come, To call thy ransom 'd people home, Shall 1 among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who" sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand ? 2 I love to meet among them now — Before thy gracious "throne to bow — Though* weakest of them all. But can I bear the piercing thought, To have my worthless name left out, When thou for them shalt call ? 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ! Be thou, dear Lord, niy hiding place, In that expected day: Thy pard'ning voice O let me hear, To still each unbelieving fear ; Nor let me fall, I pray. i Let me among thy saints be found, "Whene'er the archangel s trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face ; Then loud through all the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring, With shouts of boundless grace. HELL. 476 seii. L. M. HELL ! 't is a word of dreadful sound ! It chills the heart and shocks the ear, It spreads a sickly damp around, And makes the guilty quake with fear. 2 Far from the utmost verge of day. Its frightful, gloomy region lies! Fierce flames amidst the darkness play, And thick, sulphureous vapors rise. (20) 305 HELL. 3 Conscience, the never-cfying worm, With constant torture gnaws the heart; And woe and wrath, in every form, Inflame the wounds, increase the smart. 4 The wretches rave, o'erwhelmed with woe, And bite their everlasting chains; And with their rage, their torments grow ; Resentment but augments their pains. 5 Sad world, indeed ! what heart can bear Hopeless in all those pains to lie ; Rack'd with vexation, grief, despair — And ever dying — never die? 6 " Lord, save a guilty soul from hell, Who seeks thy pard'ning, cleansing blood ; ! let me in thy kingdom dwell, To praise my Saviour and my God." 477 Perdition. C. M. FAR from the utmost verge of day, Hell's gloomy regions lie ; W T here flames amid the darkness play, The worm shall never die. 2 The breath of God, his angry breath, Supplies and fans the fire ; There sinners taste the second death, And would, but can't expire. 3 Conscience, the never-dying worm, With torture gnaws the heari ; And woe and wrath, in every form, Is now the sinner's part. 4 Sad world, indeed ; ah ! who can bear Forever there to dwell, — Forever sinking to despair, In all the Dains of hell? 306 478 Where the worm dielh not, M. 8s & 7s. SINNER, can you slight the Saviour, Press your downward way to hell, Sink your priceless soul forever, Where the lost in anguish dwell? 2 Conscience is a worm undying, Guilt an everlasting fire ; Hope, its blessed beam denying, Must from that dark world retire. 3 In that prison, endless moanings, Blasphemies and madness dwell ; Chains of darkness, shrieks and groanings, This, sinner, this is hell. 4 Sinner, can you slight the Saviour, Press your downward way to hell, Sink your priceless soul forever, Where the lost in anguish dwell ? 479 The rich man and Lazarus. Jj. M. IN what confusion earth appears — God's dearest children bathed in tears ! While they who heaven itself deride, Riot in luxury and pride. 2 But patient let my soul attend, And, ere I censure, view the end ; That end how different! who can tell The wide extremes of heaven and hell ? 3 See the red flames around him twine Who did in gold and purple shine ; Nor can his tongue one drop obtain T' allay the scorching of his pain ; 4 While round the saint, so poor below, Full rivers of salvation flow ; On Abrah'm's breast he leans his head, And banquets on celestial bread, 307 HEAVEN. HEAVEN. 480 Longing for Heaven. M. lis. I WOULD not live aiway ; 1 ask not to stay W here storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lucid mornings that dawn on us here Are followed by gloom, or beclouded with fear. 2 I would not live alway, if fettered by sin- Temptation without and corruption within ; And th' rapture of pardon be mingled with fears, And th' cnp of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway ; no — welcome the tomb : Since Jesus hath lain there, 1 dread not its gloom: There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God — Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, [plains, Where th' rivers of pleasure flow bright o'er the And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? 5 There saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet; While anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And th' smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. ,|Ql Ever with the Lord. Q. "Vf 4ol IThess. 4:17. °* m ' a T7lOR ever with the Lord!" _C Amen ! so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word — 'T is immortality. 2 Here in the body pent, Absent from him, I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 Mj 7 Father's house on high — Home of my soul — how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye The golden gates appear ! 4 " Forever-with the Lord!" Father, if 't is thy will, The promise of that faithful word E'en here to me fulfill. 308 5 So, when my latest breath Shall rend the vail in twain, In death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 6 Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, " For ever with the Lord !' 482 What must it be to be theref 8s. WE speak of the realms of the blest — That country so bright and so fair; And oft are its glories confess'd: But what must it be to be there? 2 We speak of its pathways of gold — Its walls, deck'd with jewels so rare — Its wonders and pleasures untold : But what must it be to be there? 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care — From trials without and within: But what must it be to be there? 4 We speak of its service of love — The robes which the glorified wear — The church of the first-born above: But what must it be to be there? 5 Lord, amidst gladness or woe, For heaven our spirits prepare ; And shortly we also shall know, And feel what it is to be there. JQO No tears in heaven. Q^ ]\J^ WHAT, if our bark, o'er life's rough wave, By adverse winds be driv'n, And howling tempests 'round us rave? — There are no tears in heav'n. 309 N 2 What, though affliction be our lot, Our hearts with anguish nv'n ! Still, let it never be forgot — There are no tears in heav'n. 3 Our sweetest joys here vanish all, And fade like hues at even ; Our brightest hopes like meteors fall — There are no tears in heav'n. 4 The mourner sad, who, drown'd in grief, Hath long in sorrow striv'n, Shall find, at last, a sweet relief— . Tears wiped away in heav'n. 5 Thou, God, our joy and rest shalt be, And sorrow far be driv'n ; And sin and death forever flee ; There are no tears in heav'n. 6 There, from the blooming tree of life The healing fruit isgiv'n; There, there shall cease the painful strife; There are no tears in heav'n. 484 Amleahi %^e:w. SM.D. A FEW more years shall roll, A few more seasons come ; And we shall lie with them that rest, Asleep within the tomb. Then, my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day ; wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild, rocky shore ; 310 HEAVEN. And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more. 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more. 5 A few more meetings here Shall cheer us on our way ; And we shall reach the endless rest, Th' eternal Sabbath day. A Q K Termination of Christian warfare. Q 7 Q 7 '7 7 *OJ Rev. 2:10. °i' )°) 1 1* i* • WHEN we pass through yonder river, When we reach the farther shore, There's an end of war for ever ; We shall see our foes no more: All our conflicts then shall cease, ■ Followed by eternal peace. 2 After warfare, rest is pleasant: 0, how sweet the prospect is ! Though we toil and strive at present, Let us not repine at this : Toil, and pain, and conflict past, All endear repose at last. 3 When we gain the heav'nly regions, When we touch the heav'nly shore — Blessed thought! — no hostile legions Can alarm or trouble more : Far beyond the reach of foes, We shall dwell in sweet repose. 4 0, that hope! how bright, how glorious! 'T is his people's blest reward; In the Saviour's strength victorious, They at length behold their Lord : In his kingdom they shall rest, In his love be fully blest. 311 G ! HEAVEN. AQR So great a cloud of witnesses. f] TUT *S Heb. 12:1. ^' m ' 1VE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the vail, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be ! 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their vic'try came; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod. His zeal inspir'd their breast; And, following their incarnate Lord, Possess the promis'd rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern giv'n, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heav'n. 487 The Christian's horns. P.M. AN alien from God and a stranger to grace, I wander through earth, its gay pleasures to In the pathway of sin I continue to roam, [trace ; Unmindful, alas ! that it leads me from home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, O Saviour, direct me to heaven, my home. 2 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, They bloom for a season, but soon they decay; But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are giv'n — Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heav'n. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 3 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing charms, The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms ; At the banquet of mercy, I bear there is room, 312 O there may 1 feast with his children at home! Home, home, sweet, sweet home, Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home ! 4 Farewell, vain amusements— my follies, adieu, While Jesus, and heaven, and glory I view ; 1 feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne, The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, O when shall I share the fruition of home ? aqo ■ My Father's home. T. M" 4od John 14: 2. lJ ' m " ~\/["Y heavenly home is bright and fair, iVX No pain nor death can enter there; Its glitt'ring towers the sun outshine, That heav'nly mansion shall be mine. I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home, to die no more. 2 My Father's house is built on high, Far, far above the starry sky; When from this earthly prison free, That heav'nly mansion mine shall be. 3 While here, a stranger far from home, Affliction's waves may round me foam ; And though, like Lazarus, sick and poor, My heav'nly mansion is secure. 4 Let others seek a home below, Which flames devour or waves o'erflow; Be mine the happier lot to own, A. heav'nly mansion near the throne. 5 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, And sun and moon refuse to shine, All nature sink and cease to be — This heav'nly mansion stands for me. A Q Q There remainelh therefore a rest to the C\ "Vf *±Oy people of God. ^. iVL. Heb. 4 : 9. THE happy shore, on Eden's plains, The realms of endless day, Are far removed from earthly pains, Unseen by mortal clay. 313 2 O may we in that kingdom meet, There from our toils to rest; O may we there each other greet, And be forever blest! 3 There will our evil passions cease; Then is the conflict o'er; There we can rest with God in peace, Where sin will be no more. 4 0, then, how should we strive to be Redeemed from all our fears, And go where Gcd himself will be, And wipe away our tears. j QA -A- better country. C\ "M" HelD.ll: 16. yj ' 1V1 WHAT a lonely path were ours, Could we, O Father, see No home of rest beyond it all, No guide or help in thee! 2 But thou art near, and with us still, To keep us on the way That leads along this vale of tears, To the bright world of day. 3 There shall thy glory, O our God! Break fully on our view; And we, thy saints, rejoice to find That all thy word was true. 4 There Jesus, on his heav'nly throne, Our wond'ring eyes shall see; While we the blest associates there, Of all his joy shall be. 5 Sweet hope ! we leave without a sigh A blighted world like this; To bear the cross, despise the shame, For all that weight of bliss. 314 HEAVEN. /( 1 Your redemption draweth nigh. f] \ \ *^ J- Luke 21: 28. Kj ' m " "E weary, heavy-laden souls, Y Who are oppressed sore, Ye trav'lers through the wilderness, To Canaan's peaceful shore ; Through chilling winds, and beating rain, And w T aters deep and cold, And enemies surrounding you, Take courage and be bold ! 2 For Canaan's land is just before, Sweet spring is coming on ; A few more beating winds and rains, And winter will be gone. Methinks I now begin to see The borders of that land; The trees of life, with heav'nly fruit, In beauteous order stand. 3 0, what a glorious sight appears To my believing eyes; Methinks I see Jerusalem, A city in the skies: Bright angels whisp'ring me away — "0 come, my brother, come!" And I am willing to be gone To my eternal home. 492 The shining shore. 8s & 7s, MY days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly — Those hours of toil and danger. For now we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over, And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 315 HEAVEN-. 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear v Our heavenly home discerning; Our absent Lord has left us word, Let every lamp, be burning. 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing ; That perfect rest naught can molest, Where golden harps are ringing. 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, Each chord on earth to sever, Our King says come, and there's our home, For ever ! 0, for ever ! /1QQ They shall walk with me in white. T, TVf * yi) Rev. 3: 4. - u * m * HAPPY saints, that dwell in light, And w r alk with Jesus clothed in white, Safe landed on that peaceful shore, Where pilgrims meet to part no more ! 2 Releas'd from sorrow, sin and strife, Death was the gate to endless life, And now they range the heav'nly plains, And sing his love in melting strains. 3 They gaze upon his beauteous face, And tell the wonders of his grace; Or, overwhelm'd with raptures sweet, Sink dowm, adoring, at his feet. 4 Ah, Lord ! with falt'ring steps I creep, And sometimes sing, and sometimes weep ; When shall I wake in heaven, to prove The heights and depths of Jesus' love ? a ft A A prospect of heaven, etc. n 1UT 4^4 Deut. 34: 5. ^' m ' THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 316 HEAVEN. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-with'ring flow'rsj Death, like a narrow sea, divides That heav'nly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between. 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, And fear to launch away. 5 0, could we make our doubts remove — These gloomy doubts that rise — And see the Canaan that we love, With un beclouded eyes; 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er — [flood, Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold Could fright us from the shore. 49D Prospect of heaven. C. M. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 0, the transporting, rapt'rous scene, That rises to my sight! Sweet fields array'd in living green, And rivers of delight. 3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail, On trees immortal grow : There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales, With milk and honey flow. 317 HEAVEN. 4 All o'er those wide extended plains Shines one eternal day; There God the Son for ever reigns And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds, nor pois'nons breath Can reach that healthful shore: Sickness and sorrows, pain and death, Are felt and fear'd no more. 6 When shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blest? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest? 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul Can here no longer stay ; Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away. 4Qg A rest for God'speople.^ ^ g Q # ]^ LORD, I believe a rest remains, To all thy people known, A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And thou art lov'd alone. 2 A rest where all our soul's desire Is fix'd on things above — Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. 3 that I now the rest might know, Believe and enter in ! Now, Saviour, now thy pow'r bestow, And let me cease from sin. 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove; To me the rest of faith impart — The Sabbath of thy love. 318 5 I would be thine, thou know'st I would, And have thee all my own : Thee, O my all-sufficient good, I want, and thee alone. 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! This — only this be giv'n — Nothing beside my God I want — Nothing in earth or heav'n. 497 Tlie heavenly Jerusalem. \j. M. JERUSALEM, my happy home, 0, how I long for thee! When will my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? 2 Thy walls are all of precious stones, Most glorious to behold! Thy gates are richly set with pearl, Thy streets are paved with gold. 3 Thy gardens and thy pleasant greens My study long have been; Such sparkling light, by human sight, Has never yet been seen. 4 If heaven be thus, O glorious Lord, Why should I stay from thence? W T hat folly 't is, that I should dread To die, and go from hence. 498 The peace and repose of heaven. 0. M. THERE is an hour of hallowed peace For those with cares opprest, When sighs and sorrowing tears shall cease And all be hushed to rest. 2 'T is then the soul is freed from fears And doubts which here annoy ; Then they who oft had sown in tears Shall reap again in joy. 319 3 There is a home of sweet repose, Where storms assail no more ; The stream of endless pleasure flows On that celestial shore. 4 There purity with love appears, And bliss without alloy ; There they who oft had sown in tears Shall reap again in joy. 499 The spirit land. C. M. YES, there is a happier shore, A land of sweeter bliss ! More radiant, bright and beautiful, And lovelier far than this. 2 Where stainless spirits wander free, In shining garments clad ; And every eye is lit with joy, And every heart is glad. 3 No pain or sorrow ever can Enter this world so fair, No scenes of woe, oft felt below, Are ever witnessed there. 4 This blissful region ever was, And ever still shall be; And never will it pass away, Through all eternity. 5 It is the weary pilgrim's home, The rest to wand'rers given ; The great reward of holy souls, The Christian's future heaven. 500 The glorified saints. M. 7. WHO are these array'd in white, Brighter than the noon-day sun? Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne? 320 MEETING AND PARTING. These are they who bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood ; Suff' rers in his righteous cause, Followers of the dying God. 2 Out of great distress they came ; Wash'd their robes by faith below In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow; Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night ; God resides among his own, God doth in his saints delight. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, On immortal fruits they feed ; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead ; Joy and gladness banish sighs, Perfect love dispels their fears, And for ever from their eyes God shall wipe away their tears. MEETING AND PAETING. 501 A better country— a heavenly. Li. M, THERE is a heav'n above the skies, A heav'n where pleasure never dies A heav'n I some time hope to see, But fear again 't is not for me. 2 The way is difficult and strait, And narrow is the gospel gate ; Ten thousand dangers are therein, Ten thousand snares to take me in. 3 I travel through a world of foes, Through conflicts sore my spirit goes ; The tempter cries, — I ne'er shall stand, Nor reach fair Canaan's happv land. (21) 321 MEETING AND PARTING. 4 Come life, come death, come then what will, His footsteps I will follow still ; 'Mid thickening toils, and hell's alarms, I shall be safe in his dear arms. 5 Then, O my soul, arise and sing, Behold thy Saviour, Friend and King, With pleasing smiles he now looks down, And cries " press on and take the crown." 6 Prove faithful, then, a few more days, Fight the good fight, and win the race, • And then the kingdom thou shalt share ; Thy head a crown of glory wear. Kni It is good to be here. P M Vyl Matt. 17: 4. Kj ' iV1 * LORD, when together here we meet, And taste thy heav'nly grace, Thy smiles are so divinely sweet, We're loth to leave the place. 2 Bat, Father, since it is thy will That we must part again, 0, may thy special presence still With ev'ry one remain. 3 And let us all in Christ be one, Bound with the cords of love; Till we, before thy glorious throne, Shall joyful meet above. 4 All sin and sorrow from each heart " Shall then forever fly ; Nor shall a thought that we must part Once interrupt our joy. 503 A farewell hymn. L. M. MY dearest friends, in bonds of love, Our hearts in sweetest union prove ; Your friendship's like a drawing band, Yet we must take the parting hand. 322 MEETING AND PARTING. Your presence sweet, your union dear, Your words delightful to my ear; And when I see that we must part, You draw like chords around my heart. 2 How sweet the hours have pass'd away, When we have met to sing and pray; How loath I've been to leave the place Where Jesus shows his smiling face ! O could I stay with friends so kind, How would it cheer my struggling mind I But duty makes me understand, That we must take the parting hand. 3 And since it is God's holy will, We must be parted for a while, In sweet submission all in one, AVe'll say, our Father's will be done. Dear fellow-youth in Christian ties, Who seek for mansions in the skies ; Fight on, you'll win the happy shore, Where parting hands are known no more. 4 How oft I've seen the flowing tears, And heard you tell your hopes and fears; Your hearts with love have seem'd to flame, Which makes me hope we'll meet again. Ye mourning souls, in sad surprise, Jesus remembers all your cries ; O taste his grace !— in all that land We'll no more take the parting hand. 504 Upon the closing of a series of services. C. M. NOW, brethren, ,to your homes repair: And as you pass along, {"fooV'ev" Employ your hearts in humble pray'r, ' And raise the cheerful song. 2 Praise God for what your ears have heard, For what your eyes have seen ; 323 MEETING AND PARTING. Praise him for what has here occurr'd — For all you feel within. 3 Improve the strength vou here have To do God's holy will; [gain'd, Improve the knowledge here attained, To love and serve him still. 4 Let not the world have cause to say You've serv'd your God for nougrit; But grow in grace, from day to day, As you have here been taught. 5 Farewell — and to j^our homes repair And as you pass along, Employ your hearts in humble pray'r, And raise to God a song. 505 The parting prayer. 8s & 7?. JESUS, grant us all a blessing, Send it down, Lord, from above ; May we all go homeward praying, And rejoicing in thy love! Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, Till we all shall meet above. 2 Jesus, pardon all our follies, While together we have been Make us humble, make us holy, Cleanse us all from ev'ry sin ! Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, Till we all shall meet again. 3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us, To each one's respective home, And the presence of our Jesus, Rest upon us ev'ry one! Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, Till we all shall meet at home. 324 A ; MEETING AND PARTING. 506 Acknowledgment for preserving mercy, o. M. ND are we yet alive, And see each other's face ? Glory and praise to Jesus give, For his redeeming grace : Preserv'd by power divine To full salvation here, Again in Jesus' praise we join, And in his sight appear. 2 What troubles have we seen ! What conflicts have we pass'd ! Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last ; But out of all the Lord Hath brought us by his love ; And still he doth his help afford, And hides our life above. 3 Then let us make our boast Of his redeeming pow'r, Which saves us to the uttermost, Till we can sin no more : Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain. And gladly reckon all things loss, So we may Jesus gain. 7 When shall we meet again. OS & US. WHEN shall we meet again? Meet ne'er to sever ? When will peace wreathe her chain Round us for ever ? Our hearts will ne'er repose Safe from each blast that blows In this dark vale of woes — Never — no, never ! 2 Whea shall love freely flow Pure as life's river? 325 MEETING AND PARTING. When shall sweet friendship glow Changeless for ever? Where joys celestial thrill, Where bliss each heart shall fill, And fears of parting chill — Never — no, never ! Up to that world of light Take us, dear Saviour ; May we all there unite, Happy for ever : Where kindred spirits dwell, There may our music swell, And time our joys dispel, Never — no, never! w 508 Parting of ministers. S. M. "OW, brethren, though we part, And to our homes repair — May we be true, and join'd in heart, Like friends of Jesus are. let us still proceed In Jesus' work below; And, following our triumphant Head, To further conquests go. The vineyard of the Lord Before his lab'rers lies ; And, lo ! we see the vast reward Which waits us in the skies. .0 let our heart and mind With ev'ry day ascend, That haven of repose to find, Where all our labors end. When all our toils are o'er, Our sufF ring and our pain : We'll meet on that celestial shore, And never part again. 326 MEETING AND PARTING. 509 The happy meeting. L. M. HAPPY day! when saints shall meet To part no 'more ; the thought is sweet; No more to feel the rending smart, Oft felt below when Christians part. 2 happy place, I still must say, Where all but love is done away ; All cause of parting there is past; Their social feast will ever last. 3 Such union here is sought in vain, As there, in ev'ry heart will reign There separation can't compel The saints to bid the sad farewell. 4 On earth, when friends together meet, And find the passing moments sweet, Time's rapid motions soon compel, With grief to say — dear friends, farewell. 5 The happy season soon will come, [home; When saints shall meet in heaven, their Eternally with Christ to dwell, Nor ever hear the sound, farewell. 510 Hope of meeting again. L. M, COME, Christian brethren, ere we part, Join every voice and every heart: One solemn hymn to God we raise, One final song of grateful praise. 2 Brethren, we here may meet no more ; But there is yet a happier shore, And there, released from toil and pain, Dear brethren, we shall meet again. 3 And now, dear brethren, though we part, Which brings to us an inward smart, 'T is joy to know there is a land Where none shall take the parting hand. 327 MEETING AND PARTING. Then face the trials on the way ; Be zealous, while 't is called to-day ; For soon the conflict will be o'er, When we shall rest for evermore. F 511 At parting. P. M. 7 s. ^OR, a season call'd to part, Let us now ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever present Friend. 2 Jesus, hear our humble pray'r! Tender Shepherd of thy sheep! Let thy mercy and thy care, All our souls in safety keep. 3 In thy strength may we be strong, Sweeten every cross and pain: Give us, if we live, ere long, In thy peace to meet again. 4 Then, if thou thy help afford, Ebenezers shall be rear'd, And our souls shall praise the Lord, Who our poor petitions heard. 512 Parting, with a hope to meet again. 0. M . J"OW, pilgrims, let us go in peace, ** While through this world we rove, Till all these parting moments cease, And we shall meet above. N 2 Though trials here our souls annoy, And foes beset the road. We 're hast'ning to eternal joys, Where we shall rest with God. 3 Let us rejoice in God our King, While pilgrims here we rove ; And join with heart and voice to sing The wonders of his love. 328 MEETING AND PARTING. 4 Soon we shall reach the heavenly land And tread the peaceful shore ; And there unite, a glorious band, Our Jesus to adore. > Meeting of friends. J_J. M. ONCE more a pleasant interview The Lord doth grant us, to renew Our social friendship, kind and dear; Our hearts to warm, our souls to cheer. 2 While we were absent far abroad, We saw the kindness of our God; Therefore his love let us adore, That we are here alive once more. 3 How many souls have launch'd away To everlasting night or day ; In sickness many more remain, Whilst we our life and health retain. 4 Into his presence let us haste, And thank him for his favors past; Down on your knees devoutly all, Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. | Blessed prospect of meeting again. 7s. WHILE we sojourn here below, Toils we have, and troubles too ; But the Saviour is our friend, He will help us to the end; He will guide us in the way, To the realms of endless day. 2 Let us all go hand in hand Through this bleak and barren land, Till our conflicts will be o'er, Till our trials are no more : Then on Canaan's shore we'll meet, Where the rest will be so sweet. 329 FAMILY WORSHIP, K\KHe {man) fleeth also as a shadow, 7a "Hrm hi a 010 and continueth not. ib ' -L^liUie. Job. 14 : 2. WHILE, with ceaseless course, the sun Hasted round the former year, Many souls their race have run, Nevermore to meet us here. Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below; We a little longer wait, But how little, none can know. 2 If to three-score years and ten, Death his fatal dart delay, Still 't is sure to come, and then We from earth must pass away. May we, then, all strive to live That our parting be in peace, And the Lord to us may give Joys that nevermore shall cease. FAMILY WORSHIP— MORNING HYMNS. 516 Morning hymn. 0. M. LORD, in the morning I will send My prayer to reach thine ear; Thou art my Father and my friend, My help, forever near. 2 lead me, keep me all this day Near thee, in perfect peace; Help me to watch — to watch and pray, To pray and never cease. 3 I know my roving feet will err, Unless thou be my guide ; — Warn me of every foe and snare, And keep me near thy side. 4 Thus, while my moments smoothly run, I'll sing my hours away, Till evening shade and setting sun Conclude in endless day. 330 A MORNING HYMNS. 517 -4. morning invocation. ±j. M. WAKE, my soul, and with the sun __ Thy daily stage of duty run ! Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice ! 2 Redeem thy misspent time that's past, And live this day as 't were thy last ; T' improve thy talents take due care, 'Gainst the great day thyself prepare ! 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear ! Think how th' all-seeing God thy ways And every secret thought surveys. 4 Glory to God, who safe hath kept, And hath refresh'd me while I slept, Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. £1Q A morning prayer. f) TM" J iO Psalm 5: 3. Kjm 1V1 " LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my pray'r To thee lift up mine eye. 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand : Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 may thy spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 331 FAMILY WORSHIP, n, , o Prayer at evening, morning and noon. Q, ~\j[ «J l V Psalm 55 : 17. °* xYi * COME to the morning pray'r, Come let us kneel and pray ; Pray'r is the Christian pilgrim's staff To walk with God all day. 2 At noon, beneath the Rock Of Ages rest and pray ; Sweet is that shadow from the heat When the sun smites by day. 3 At eve, shut to the door, Round the home altar pray, And finding there "the house of God," At "heav'n's gate" close the day. 4 When midnight seals our eyes, Let each in spirit say, "I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord, AVith thee to watch and pray." 520 A morning hymn. C. M. jNCE more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes ; Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him who rules the skies. 2 How many souls from earth have fled Since the last setting sun! And yet God lengthens out my thread, And yet my moments run. 3 Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the light ; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a peaceful night. 521 BegiU WUh G0< Ltt. 6: 33. S « M « BEGIN the day with God ! He is thy sun and day ; His is the radiance of thy dawn, To him address thv lay. 332 (J MORNING HYMNS. 2 Look up, beyond these clouds! Thither thy pathway lies; Mount up, away, and linger not, Thy goal is yonder skies. 3 Cast ev'ry weight aside ! Do battle with each sin ; Fight with the faithless world without, The faithless heart within. 4 Take thy first meal with God ! He is "thy heav'nly food; Feed with and on him; he with thee Will feast in brotherhood. 5 Take thy first walk with God ! Let him go forth with thee ; By stream or sea or mountain-path, Seek still his company. 6 Thy first transaction be With God himself above; So shall thy business prosper well, And all the day be love. Kq.) Morning reminding us of eternity. Q \f *>££ 2 Cor. 5: 2. °* > " THE night is past and gono, The evening shades are fled ; may each morning bring to mind Our rising from the dead ! We put our garments on, Our labor to pursue ; So in the resurrection morn Saints shall be clothed anew. Lord, keep us safe this day, Support us by thine arm ; May angels guard us on our way, Secure from ev'ry harm. Now may we all as one The Christian course pursue; 333 FAMILY WORSHIP, And with new strength and courage run To win the prize in view. 5 And when our nights are past, And time bears us away, May we possess a crown of life In an eternal day. 523 Morning hymn. C. M. THROUGH all the dangers of the night Preserv'd, Lord, by thee, Again we hail the cheerful light, Again we bow the knee. 2 Preserve us, Lord, throughout the day, And guide us by thine arm ; For they are safe, and only they, Whom thou preserv'st from harm. S Let all our words and all our ways Declare that we are thine ; That so the light of truth and grace Before the world may shine. 4 Let us ne'er turn away from thee; Blest Saviour, hold us fast, Till, with immortal eyes, we see Thy glorious face at last. 524 Morning tribute of praise. S. M. EE how the morning sun Pursues his shining way; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise. With every bright'ning ray. 2 Thus would my rising soul Its heavenly Parent sing, And to its great original The humble tribute bring. 3 Serene I laid me down, Beneath his guardian care ; I slept — and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near. 334 I S 1 MORNING HYMNS. 4 My life I would anew Devote, Lord, to thee; And in thy service I would spend A long eternity. 525 Morning hymn. 0. M. WHEN we, with welcome slumber press'd Had clos'd our weary eyes, A pow'r unseen secur'd our rest, And made us joyful rise. 2 Numbers this night have doubtless met Their long eternal doom, And lost the joys of morning light In death's tremendous gloom. 3 But life to us its light prolongs — Let warmest thanks arise ; Great God, accept our morning songs, Our willing sacrifice. 5*26 A morning song. C. M. OD of my life! my morning song To thee I cheerful raise : Thy acts of love ' t is good to sing, And pleasant 't is to praise. Preserved by thine almighty care I pass'd the shades of night, Serene, and safe from every harm, To see the morning light. 0, let the same almighty care Through all this day attend ; From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend. Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days"; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 335 G ( N' FAMILY WORSHIP, 527 Morning hymn. M. 7s. OW the shades of night are gone, Now the morning light is come ; Lord, we would be thine to-day; Drive the shades of sin away. 2 Make our souls as noon-day clear, Banish every doubt and fear; In thy vineyard, Lord, to-day, We would labor, watch and pray. 3 Keep our haughty passions bound, Save us from our foes around ; Going out and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin. 4 AVhen our work of life is past, O, receive us then at last! Night of sin will be no more, When we reach the heav'nly shore. 528 Morning thanks. 0. M. GAIN, from calm and sweet repose, I rise to hail the dawn ; Again my waking eyes unclose, To view the smiling morn. 2 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing ; For thou hast safely kept My soul beneath thy guardian wing, And watched me while I slept. 3 Glory to thee, eternal God ; O teach my heart to pray, And thy blest Spirit's help afford, To guide me through the day. 529 Morning thanks. M. 7s. THOU who dost my life prolong! Kindly aid my morning song; Thankful, from my couch I rise, Praising God who rules the skies. 336 A ( EVENING HYMNS. 2 Thou hast kept me through the night, — ' T was thy hand restored the light; Lord! thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew. 3 Gently, with the dawning ray, On my soul thy beams display; Sweeter than the smiling morn, Let thy cheering light return. EVENING HYMNS. OoO Thoughts suggested by evening. O. M. THE day is past and gone, The ev'ning shades appear, O may we all remember well, The night of death draws near. 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest ; So death will soon disrobe us all Of what we here possess. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears ; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. 4 And if we early rise, And view th' unwearied sun, May we set out to win the prize, And after glory run ! 5 And when our days are past, And we from time remove, may we in thy bosom rest — The bosom of thy love! Dol Evening : numberless mercies. CM. OW from the altar of our hearts, Let warmest thanks arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. (22) 337 w r FAMILY WORSHIP, 2 This day God was our sun and shield, Our keeper and our guide ; His care was on our weakness shown, His mercies multiplied. 3 Minutes and mercies, multiplied, Have made up all this day ; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More swift and free than they. 4 New time, new favors, and new joys, Do a new song require: Till we shall praise thee as we would, Accept our hearts' desire. 532 Cheerful confidence. C. M. "N mercy, Lord, remember me, Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of thy might. 2 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes, Since thou wilt not remove: 0, in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love. 3 Or, if this night should prove my last, And end my transient days, Lord, take me to thy promis'd rest, Where I may sing thy praise. 533 An evening hymn. C. M. LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray, I am for ever thine ; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free; 'T is sweet conversing, on my bed, With my own heart and thee. 338 EVENING HYMNS. 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice, And when my work is done, Great God ! my faith and hope rely Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 534 Evening contemplation. M. 7S, SOFTLY, now, the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. K Q x Hide me under the shadow of thy wings. T , A/T °dJ Psalm 17 :S. - u - ■ Lyx ' fi LORY to thee, my God, this night, \JT For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, 0, keep me, King of kings, Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill which I this day have done, That with the world, myself and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so' I may Rise glorious at thy judgment day. 4 0, let my soul on thee repose. And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close! Sleep which shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 339 FAMILY WORSHIP, 5 Lord, let my soul forever share The bliss of thy paternal care ; 'T is heaven on earth, 't is heaven above, To see thy face and sing thy love. 536 A review at the close of the day. C. M. THOU sov'reign, let my ev'ning song Like holy incense rise ; Assist the off'ring of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day, Thy hand was still my guard, And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepar'd. 3 Perpetual blessings from above, Encompass me around; But, 0, how few returns of love Hath my Creator found ! 4 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in th' embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast. 537 Self-examination. 0. M. "OW, my soul ! the circling sun Has all his beams withdrawn ; Once more his daily race is run, And gloomy night comes on. Thus, one day more of life is gone, A doubtful few remain : Come, then, review what thou hast done Eternal life to gain. Dost thou get forward in thy race, As time still posts away ? And die to sin, and grow in grace, With ev'ry passing day? 340 w F EVENING HYMNS. This day, what conquest hast thou gain'd'r What sin is overcome? Wliat fresh degree of grace obtain'd, To bring thee nearer home? Thus let us still our course review, Our real state to learn ; And, with redoubled zeal, pursue Our great and chief concern. 538 One day's journey less. L. M. "OW one day's journey less divides Me from the world where God resides ; If I have walk'd by faith, in fear, A stranger and a pilgrim here, 2 I've one day less my watch to keep, My foes to fear, my falls to weep ; I've one day less to see within Conflict, defeat, remorse and sin. 3 And 0, reflect, my fainting soul, Thou'rt one stage nearer to the goal, Thou'rt one stage nearer to the shore, Where thou wilt grieve for sin no more. 4 If the sweet presence of thy God To-day has cheered and blest thy road, Think what must be that glorious place Where he will never hide his face. 539 Evening hymn. L. M. THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days, And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home' But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come. 341 r FAMILY WORSHIP, I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. 540 C. M. "N Jesus' name we come to thee, Thou God of holiness! For Jesus' sake, look down, and See Us at a throne of grace. 2 We thank thee, Lord, for every good Conferr'd on us and ours : For house, apparel, health and food, For all thy bounty pours. 3 O, take us in thy arms, and keep Us through the silent night ; Give us refreshment in our sleep, And fit us for the light. 541 ■*» Jesus' arms. \j. M. LAY me down in Jesus' arms, To sleep in his embrace ; 0, what has half the Saviour's charms? What 's equal to his grace? 2 My Saviour and my dearest Friend, Wouldst thou my refuge be — Let angels guard me to the end, And bring me home to thee? 3 Then, in that better world on high, To thee all praise shall be, When gathered there, no more to die, In all eternitv. 342 I TABLE HYMNS r . TABLE HYMNS. Kui Be content with, such things as ye have. X . Af Heb. 13 : 5. »* iVL ' F peace and plenty crown my days, I Then help me, Lord, to sing thy praise ! If bread of sorrow be my food, Those sorrows work my real good. I Be present at our table, Lord! Be here, and ev'ry where adored! Thy people bless, and grant that we May feast in Paradise with thee. 543 Divine goodness. o. M. BLESS the Lord, my soul; Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name Whose favors are divine. 2 0, bless the Lord, my soul ; Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 544 Praise for daily food. L. M. WE bless the Lord, the Just and Good, Who kindly gives our daily food : Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 0, let us, then, with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord ; How great his works ! how kind his ways ! Let every tongue pronounce his praise ! 545 Friendship of God. H. M. 6s & 8s. TO God, the mighty Lord, Your joyful thanks repeat; To him due praise afford, As good as he is great ; 343 FAMILY WOESHIP, For God doth prove our constant friend His boundless love shall never end. 2 He does the food supply- On which all creatures live ; To God who reigns on high, Eternal praises give ; For God doth prove our constant friend : His boundless love shall never end. 546 Orace after meat. L. M. BLESSINGS to God, forever blest— To God, the Master of the feast — Who hath for us a table spread, And from his hand us creatures fed. 2 O, give us all a thankful heart; Help us from evil to depart : Our daily meat, Lord, let it be, Thy will to do, and follow thee. 547 C. M. WE praise thee, Lord of earth and skies, The giver of all good, For all thy kind and rich supplies — For raiment, health and food. 2 Our wants supplied, our hunger stay'd, Our mortal part restored — 0! that our inmost souls be made To love and praise the Lord. 3 Then, when our earthly wants shall end, And earthly toils are o'er, We'll feast with Christ, our dearest Friend, On Canaan's happy shore. 548 God the fount of all good. g # J£ &0D is the fountain whence _ Ten thousand blessings flow ; To him my life, my health and friends, And ev'ry good, I owe. 344 TABLE HYMNS. 2 The comforts he affords Are neither few nor small ; He is the source of fresh delights, My portion and my all. 549 Psalm 106. L. M. RENDER thanks to God above, The Fountain of eternal love, Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall forever last. 2 Lord, give us all a thankful heart; Help us from evil to depart ; Our daily meat, Lord, let it be, Thy will to do, and follow thee. 550 L. M. WE thank thee, Lord, for this our food, But more because of Jesus' blood ; Let manna to our souls be given, The bread of life sent down from heaven. 551 , L. M. WE thank thee, Lord, for daily bread, Whichfromthybounteoushand isgiv'n, may our souls through grace be fed, On Christ, the bread of life from heaven. 552 L. M. FATHER, thy mercy hath supplied Our wants from thine unbounded store ; may our souls, through Christ that died, Be fed, and never hunger more. 553 L. M. TO God, who from the earth and skies, So kindly gives these rich supplies. Let praises rise from shore to shore, Till we shall praise him evermore. 345 FAMILY WORSHIP, PARENTAL HYMNS. 551 Parents' concern for their children. C. M. r"pHOU, who a tender parent art, jL Regard a parent's plea ; My offspring, with an anxious heart, I now commend to thee. 2 My children are my greatest care — A charge which thou hast giv'n; In all thy graces let them share, And all the joys of heav'n. 3 On me thou hast bestow'd thy grace, Be to my children kind ; Among thy saints give them a place, And leave not one behind. 4 Happy we then shall live below, The remnant of our days; And when to brighter worlds we go, Shall all resound thy praise. 555 Parental solicitude. CM. HOW can we see the children. Lord, In love whom thou hast giv'n, Remain regardless of thy word, Without a hope of heav'n ? 2 How can we see them tread the path That leads to endless death ; Thus adding to thy fearful wrath, With every moment's breath ? 3 We ask not wealth, long life, or fame, Or aught the world can give ; May they but glorify thy name, And to thy honor live. 4 This is the burden of our pray'r: — Then from our bosoms riv'n, May they be objects of thy care, And heirs, at last, of heav'n. 346 PARENTAL HYMNS. 556 Parents' prayer for their children. CM. HPHOUGH parents may in cov'nant be, X And have their heav'n in view ; They are unhappy till they see Their children happy too. 2 Their hearts with inward anguish bleed When all attempts prove vain, And they pursue those paths that lead To everlasting pain. 3 Till they can see victorious grace Their children's souls possess, The sparkling wit, the smiling face, But adds to their distress. 4 See the fond father clasp his child ; With love his bowels move — Shalt thou, my offspring, be exil'd From God, my Father's love? 5 Shall cruel spirits drag thee down To darkness and despair, Beneath th' Almighty's angry frown, To dwell forever there? 9 Kind heav'n, the dreadful scene forbid ! Look down, dear Lord, and bless; I'll wrestle hard as Abrah'm did, — May I obtain success. 557 The happy home. C. M. HAPPY the home, when God is there, And love fills ev'ry breast; Where one their wish, and one their pray'r. And one their heav'nly rest. 2 Happy the home where Jesus' name Is sweet to ev'ry ear ; Where children early lisp his fame, And parents hold him dear. 347 FAMILY WOESUIP y 3 Happy the home where pray'r is heard, And praise is wont to rise ; Where parents love the sacred word, And live but for the skies. 4 Lord ! let us in our homes agree, This blessed peace to gain ; Unite our hearts in love to thee, And love to all will reign. I K£Q The good resolve. C] p AT JJ ° Josh. 24: 15.^' r ' iU ' AND my house will serve the Lord; But first, obedient to his word, I must myself appear ; By actions, words and temper show That I my heav'nly Master know, And serve with heart sincere. 2 I must the fair example set; From those that on my presence wait The stumbling-block remove; Their duty by my life explain, And still in all my works maintain The dignity of love. 3 Easy to be entreated, mild, Quickly appeas'd and reconcil'd, A foll'wer of my God; A saint indeed I long to be, And lead my faithful family In the celestial road. 4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, A vessel fitted for thy use Into thy hands receive; Work in me both to will and do, ■ And show them how believers true And real Christians live. 348 YOUTH. YOUTH. 559 Early instructions. CM. "OW happy are the young who hear Instruction's warning voice ; And who celestial wisdom make Their early, only choice. H ( 2 For she has treasures greater far Than east or west unfold ; And her rewards more precious are Than all their stores of gold. 3 She guides the young with innocence In pleasure's path to tread; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the aged head. 4 According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. 560 Life transitory and passing. 1 1 S . LIKE mist on the mountain, like ships on the sea, So swiftly the years of our pilgrimage flee ; In the grave of our fathers how soon we shall lie ! Dear children, to-day to a Saviour then fly. 2 How sweet are the flow'rets of April and May ! But often the frost makes them wither away ; Like fiow'rs you may fade !— are you ready to die ? While yet there is room, to a Saviour then fly. 3 When Samuel was young he first knew the Lord- He slept in his smile and rejoic'd in his word ; So most of God's chidren are early brought nigh : O, seek him in youth — to a Saviour then fly : 4 Do you ask me for pleasure ? then lean on his breast For there the sin-laden and weary find rest : In the valley of death you will triumphing cry— If this be called dying,* 't is pleasant to die. 349 FAMILY WORSHIP,. K a i Scripture instruction. r* M ^01 Psalm 119: 9. ^ iU - HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'T is like the sun, a heav'nly .light, That guides us all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 Thy word is everlasting truth; How pure is ev'ry page! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 562 Child'' s evening prayer. OS & 18. TESUS, tender Shepherd, hear me! Bless a little child to-night; Through the darkness be thou near me, Watch my sleep till morning light. 2 All this day thy hand has led me, And I thank thee for thy care; Thou hast cloth'd me, warm'd me, fed me, Listen to my evening pray'r. 3 Let my sins be all forgiven ; Bless the friends I love so well; Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell. 5f>3 Little pilgrim. C. M. THERE is a path that leads to God- All others go astray ; Narrow but pleasant is the road, And Christians love the way. 350 YOUTH. 2 It leads straight through this world of sin, And dangers must be pass'd ; But those who boldly walk therein, Will get to heaven at last. 3 How shall an infant pilgrim dare This dangerous road to tread ? For on the way is many a snare For youthful travelers spread : 4 AVhile the broad road where thousands go, Lies near, and opens fair; And many turn aside, I know, To walk with sinners there. 5 But, lest my feeble steps should slide, Or wander from thy way, Lord, condescend to be my guide, And I shall never stray. 6 Then I may go without alarm, And trust his word of old ; — "The lambs he'll gather with his arm, And lead them to the fold." 7 Then I may safely venture through, Beneath my Shepherd's care; And keep the gate of heaven in view, Till I shall enter there. t\PlA Youth the seed-time of life. _ C. M THE bud will soon become a flower, The flower become a seed: — Then seize, youth, the present hour; Of that thou hast most need. 2 Do thy best always— do it now ; For in the present time, As in the furrows of a plow, Fall seeds of good or crime. 3 The sun and rain will ripen fast Each seed that thou hast sown, And ev'ry act and word at last By its own fruit be known. 351 FAMILY WORSHIP, 4 And soon the harvest of thy toil, Rejoicing, thou shalt reap, Or o'er thy wild neglected soil, Go forth in shame to weep. 565 Benefits of early piety. C. M. HAPPY is he, whose early years Receive instruction well; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 'T is easier work, if we begin To serve the Lord betimes; While sinners who grow old in sin, Are harden'd by their crimes. 3 It saves us from a thousand snares, To mind religion young: With joy it crowns succeeding years, And makes our virtues strong. 4 To thee, Almighty God! to thee Our hearts we now resign : , 'T will please us to look back and see That our whole lives were thine. 5 Let the sweet work of pray'r and praise Employ our daily breath: Thus we're prepar'd for future days, Or fit for early death. 565 Prayer for young persons. 0. M. BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, The gift of saving grace ; And let the seed of sacred truth Fall in a fruitful place. 2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, Of pure and heav'nly root; But fairest in the youngest shows, And yields the sweetest fruit. 352 YOUTH. 3 We pray that you may early prove The Spirit's pow'r to teach : You can not be too young to love That Jesus whom we preach. 5fi7 Children praising the Lord. g g ^ ^s. LORD, a little band, and lowly, We are come to sing to thee ; Thou art great, and high, and holy — 0, how solemn should we be ! 2 Fill our hearts with thoughts of Jesus, And of heav'n where he is gone; And let nothing ever please us He would grieve to look upon. 3 For we know the Lord of glory Always sees what children do, And is writing now the story Of our thoughts and actions, too. 4 Let our sins be all forgiven ; Make us fear whate'er is wrong ; Lead us on our way to heaven, There to sing a sweeter song. 568 Early instruction. C. M. HAPPY the child whose early years Receive instruction well ; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 ' T will save us from a thousand snares, To mind religion young; And fit us for declining years, And make our virtues strong. 3 To thee, Almighty God, to thee Our childhood we resign : 'T will please us to look back and see That our whole lives were thine. (23) 353 FAMILY WORSHir, 4 0, let the work of prayer and praise Employ my youngest breath ; Thus I'm prepared for longer days, Or fit for early death. 569 Children may pray to God. M. 7s. POOR and needy though I be, God, my Maker, cares for me ; Gives me clothing, shelter, food, Gives me all I have of good. 2 He will listen when I pray, He is with me night and day ; When I sleep and when I wake, Keeps me safe for Jesus' sake. 3 He who reigns above the sky, Once became as poor as I ; He whose blood for me was shed, Had not where to lay his head! 4 Though I labor here awhile, He will bless me with his smile , And when this short life is past, I shall rest with him at last; 570 -A. warning to youth. M. /S YE young, ye gay, ye proud, You must die and wear a shroud! Time will rob you of your bloom. Death will drag you to the tomb ! Will you go to heaven, or hell ? One you must, and there to dwell : Christ will come, and quickly too : I must meet him, so must you. The white throne will soon appear, All the world must then draw near: Sinners will be driven down — Saints will wear the starry crown. 354 YOUTH. 571 Delay not. C. M. O'T IS a folly and a crime To put religion by ; For now is the accepted time, To-morrow we may die. 2 Our hearts grow harder every day, And more depraved the mind ; The longer we neglect to pray, The less we feel inclined. 3 Yet sinners trifle, young and old, Until the dying day; Then they would give a world of gold, To have an hour to pray. 4 0, then, lest we should perish thus, We would no longer wait; For time will soon be past with us, And death will fix our state. 572 Expostulation with the young. xj. M. YE lovely bands of blooming youth, Warned by the voice of heav'nly truth, Now yield to Christ your youthful prime, With all your talents and your time. 2 Think of your end, nor thoughtless say, I'll put far off the evil day: Ah ! not a moment 's in your pow'r, And death stands ready at the door. 3 Eternity! — how near it rolls! Count the vast value of your souls ; Beware, and count the awful cost, What they have gained whose souls are lost ! 4 Pride, sinful pleasures, lust- and snares Beset your hearts, your eyes, your ears ; Take the alarm — the danger fly : " Lord, save me ! " be your earnest crv. 355 S 1 FAMILY WORSHIP, MARRIAGE HYMNS. 5 73 -4 wedding hymn. 0. M. IINCE Jesns freely did appear To grace a marriage feast, Dear Lord, we ask thy presence here To make a wedding guest. 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, Who now have plighted hands; Their union with thy favor crown, And bless the nuptial bands. 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow — Of all rich dowries best; Their substance bless; and peace bestow, To sweeten all the rest. 4 In purest love 'their hearts unite, That they, with Christian care, May make domestic burdens light, By taking mutual share. 5 0, may each soul assembled here Be married, Lord, to thee; Clad in the robes, made white and fair, To spend eternity. 574 Marriage hymn. Li. M. WITH cheerful voices rise and sing The praises of our God and King; For he alone can minds unite In mutual love and pure delight. 2 O may this pair increasing find Substantial pleasures of the mind ; Happy in all things may they be, And both united, Lord, to thee. 356 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 3 So may they live, as truly one, And, when their work on earth is done, Rise hand in hand to heaven, and share The joys of love forever there. K7K Marriage. T "\,f 0<9 Gen. 2: 18. u ' m ' IT is not good, Jehc vah said, For man new formed to be alone ; Then of his rib an help-meet made, And man and wife pronounc'd but one. 2 From near his heart this rib he took, To show the favor should be priz'd ; Not from his head, to overlook, Nor from his foot, to be despis'd. 3 Beneath his arm, to signify Wives should authority disclaim, And that protection and supply Are from the husbands due to them. 4 Bless, Lord, this ne wry-married pair, And make the match a blessing prove ; Their int'rest one, their joys, their care, Made happy in each other's love. 5 Keep them, and lead them by thy hand; Uphold them by thy mighty arm ; Till in thy courts they joyful stand, " Called to the marriage of the Lamb." SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 576 National ingratitude. Ju. M. HOW long has God bestow'd his care On this indulged, ungrateful land ! How oft, in times of danger near, Preserv'd us by his sov'reign hand! 357 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 2 Here peace and liberty have dwelt, The glorious gospel brightly shone ; And oft our mightiest foes have felt That God hath made our cause his own. 3 But, ah ! both heav'n and earth have heard Our vile requital of his love ; We, whom like children he has rear'd, For all his care unthankful prove. 4 See! he uplifts his chast'ning rod ! O, where are now the faithful few, Who tremble for the ark of God, And know what Israel ought to do? 5 Lord, hear thy people ev'rywhere, Who meet this day to weep and pray , Our sinful land in mercy spare — In mercy turn thy wrath away ! 577 Reflections at the end of the year. 0. M. AND now, my soul, another year Of thy short life is past; I cannot long continue here, And this may be my last. 2 Much of my hasty life is gone, Nor will return again ; And swift my passing moments run — The few that yet remain. 3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care Thy true condition learn : What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair? What is thy great concern ? 4 Behold, another year begins! Set out afresh for hieav'n ; Seek pardon for thy former sins, In Christ so freely given. 353 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, And on his grace depend ; With zeal pursue the heav'nly road, Nor doubt a happy end. 578 Spring. C. M. WHEN brighter suns and milder skies Proclaim the op'ning year, What various sounds of joy arise! What prospects bright appear! 2 Earth and her thousand voices give Their thousand notes of praise; And all that by his mercy live To God their off'ring raise. 3 The streams, all beautiful and bright, Reflect the morning sky ; And there, with music in his flight, The wild bird soars on high. 4 Thus, like the morning calm and clear That saw the Saviour rise, The spring of heaven's eternal year Shall dawn on earth and skies. 5 No winter there, no shades of night, Obscure those mansions blest, Where, in the happy fields of light, The weary are at rest. &7Q Summer : a harvest hymn. f] AT ° * % Isaiah 9:3. w - 1VJ " TO praise Thee, ever-bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy pow'rs: He calls — and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours. 2 His covenant with earth he keeps ; My tongue, his goodness sing ; Summer and winter know their time ; His harvest crowns the spring 359 s : SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 3 Well pleas'd, the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop; With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness; Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The rip'ning harvest bless. 5 Then, in the last great harvest, I Shall reap a glorious crop; The harvest shall by far exceed What I have sow'd in hope. KQC) Autumn. o<, s~ *„ Eccl.ll: 9. ° b ** iSm IEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and withered, to the ground, Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound — 2 "Youth, on length of days presuming, Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us, late in beauty blooming, Numbered now among the dead. 3 "What though yet no losses grieve you — Gay with health and many a grace; Let not cloudless skies deceive you; Summer gives the autumn place." 4 On the tree of life eternal Let our highest ,hopes be stay'd: This alone, for ever vernal, Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 581 Winter. C. M. STERN Winter throws his icy chains, Encircling nature round; How black, how comfortless the plains, Late with gay verdure crown'd 1 360 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 2 The sun withholds his vital beams, And light and warmth depart ; And drooping, lifeless nature seems An emblem of my heart. 3 Return, blissful sun, and bring Thy soul-reviving ray : This mental winter shall be spring, This darkness cheerful day. 4 happy state! divine abode, Where spring eternal reigns, And perfect day, the smile of God, Fills all the heavenly plains ! 5 Great Source of light, thy beams display ; My drooping joys restore, And guide me to the seats of day, Where winter frowns no more. 582 During a pestilence. 0. M. LET the land mourn through all its coasts And humble all its state ; Princes and rulers, at their posts, Awhile sit desolate. 2 Let all the people, high and low, Rich, poor, and great and small, Invoke, in fellowship of woe, The Maker of them all. 3 For God hath summon'd from his place Death in a direr form, To waken, warn, and scourge our race, Than earthquakes, fire, or storm. 4 Let churches weep within their place, And families apart ; Let each in secrecy bewail The plague of his own heart. 361 SPFX1AL OCCASIONS. 5 So, while the land bemoans its sin, The pestilence may cease. And mercy, temp'ring wrath, bring in God's blessed health and peace. 583 The new and flying year. ±j. M. T) APID my days and months run on ; JCL How soon another year is gone ' How swift my golden moments roll, How much neglected by my soul ! 2 Let me begin, with holy fear, This new, this fleeting, flying year; Too many unimprov'd have pass'd, This year, perhaps, may be my last. 3 I ask new wisdom for this year, New fitness for my trials here ; Of every grace a richer store, My God to love and honor more. 584 A new-year hymn. M. 7s ! another year is gone ! Quickly have the seasons pass'd : This we enter now upon Will to many prove the last. Mercy hitherto has spared ; But have mercies been improv'd? Let us ask : Am I prepared, Should I be this year remov'd? Some we now no longer see, Who their mortal race have run, Seem'd as fair for life as we, When the former year begun : Some — but who, God only knows — That are here assembled now, Ere the present year shall close, To the stroke of death must bow. 362 L ( SPECIAL OCCASIONS. If from guilt and sin set free, By the knowledge of thy grace; Welcome then the call will be, To depart and see thy face. To thy saints, while here below, With new years new mercies come ; But the happiest year they know, Is their last, which leads them home. fcQX Seed-Lime and harvest. C] "Vf ^OO Gen. 8: 22. u * 1V1 " FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love, How rich thy bounties are ! The changing seasons, as they move, Proclaim thy constant care. 2 When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness marked its secret birth, And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence Lord, was The plants in beauty grew ; [thine Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, And soft, refreshing dew. 4 These varied mercies, from above, Matured the swelling grain : A kindly harvest crowns thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 5 We own and bless thy gracious sway, Thy hand all nature hails : Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day, Summer nor winter fails. 363 ^ MISCELLANEOUS. MISCELLANEOUS. 586 The open gate. 8s & 7s THERE is a gate stands open wide — And, through its portals gleaming, A radiance from the cross, afar The Saviour's love revealing. 0, depth of mercy, can it be That gate stands open wide for me? Stands opesa wide, both night and day, Stands open wide for me. 2 It open stands for old and young, Though filled with joy or sorrow ; The Spirit wooes your souls along, The gate may close to-morrow. 3 sinner, waken from your guilt, Nor let your heart deceive you; For you the blood of Christ was spilt, He's waiting to receive you. 4 blessed Spirit, lead me in, And let me falter never; Make me a victor over sin, I'll praise thee, then, forever. KQ7 The believer' 1 s safety. T, \f J 0« 1Pe t. 3: 13. ■"■ jSLm THAT man no guard nor weapon needs, Whose heart the blood of Jesus knows ; But safe may pass, if duty leads, Thro' burning sands, or mountain snows, 2 Releas'd from guilt, he feels no fear, Redemption is his shield and tow'r; He sees his Saviour always near, To help in ev'ry trying hour. 3 Though I am weak, and Satan strong, And often to assault me tries ; 364 MISCELLANEOUS. When Jesus is my shield and song, Abash'd the wolf before me flies. 4 His love .possessing, I am blest — Secure whatever change may come; Whether I go to east or west, With him I still shall be at home. ■ Y J 5 8 g Jesus crtaifie^ ^ p. M "AIN, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood : All thy pleasures I forego ; I trample on thy wealth and pride ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Other knowledge I disdain ; 'T is all but vanity : Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain— He tasted death for me. Me to save from endless woe The sin-atoning Victim died : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end ; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend ; Daily in his grace to grow, And ever in his. faith abide : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. that I could all invite This saving truth to prove; Show the length, the breadth, the height And depth of Jesus' love ! 3G5 MISCELLANEOUS. Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone applied: Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. KOQ Having a desire to depart. Jj P M WHAT must it be to dwell above, At God's right hand, where J esus reigns, Since the sweet earnest of his love O'erwhelms us on these dreary plains? No heart can think, no tongue explain, What bliss it is with Christ to reign I 2 When sin no more obscures the sight, And sorrow pains the heart no more, How shall we view the Prince of light, And all his works of grace explore? What heights, what depths of love divine Shall there through endless ages shine ! 3 This is the heav'n I long to know, For this I would with patience wait; Till, wean'd from earth and all below, I mount to my celestial seat — And wave my palm, and wear my crown, And with the elders cast it down. 590 How much we owe. 7s. WHEN we stand before the throne, Dress' d in beauty not our own, When we see thee as thou art, Love thee with unsinning heart; Then, Lord, shall we fully know — Not till then — how much we owe. 2 When the praise of heav'n we hear, Loud as thunder to the ear, Loud as many waters' noise, Sweet as harps' melodious voice, 366 MISCELLANEOUS. Then, Lord, shall we fully know — Not till then — how much we owe. 3 Even on earth, as through a glass, Darkly, let thy glory pass ; Make forgiveness feel so sweet, Make thy Spirit's help so meet ; Even on earth, Lord, make us know Something of how much we owe. KQi Love the proof 0/ true piety. T "Vf OVi. 1 John 3 : 14. ±Jm **- YE difF rent sects, who all declare, " Lo, here is Christ, or Christ is there !" Your stronger proofs divinely give, And show us where the Christians live! 2 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove ; Ye want the genuine mark of love: Thou only, Lord, thine own canst know, For sure thou hast a church below. 3 Scatter'd o'er all the earth they lie, Till thou collect them with thine eye ; Draw by the music of thy name, And charm into a beauteous frame. 4 For this the pleading spirit groans, And cries in all thy banish'd ones : Love, greatest of thy gifts, impart, And make us of one mind and heart.y £ Qo The house of the Lord. 1 Q «J y u P3alm S4 : 10. x *°' .- Y"OU may sing of the heauties of mountain and dale, U) L Of the silvery streamlets and flowers of the vale ;. . But the place most-delightful this earth can afford, \-\ >. f\>£ Go to the ant. n nvr Prov.6: 6,10: 5. °' m * EE how the little toiling ant Improves the harvest hours; While summer lasts, through all her cells The choicest stores she pours. 2 While life remains, our harvest lasts; But youth of life's the prime ; Best is this season for our work, And this the accepted time. 3 To-day attend, is Wisdom's voice; To-morrow, Folly cries; And still to morrow 't is, when, oh ! To-day the sinner dies. 4 When conscience speaks, its voice regard, And seize the tender hour; Humbly implore the promis'd grace, And God will give the power. fi.17 Come unto me, all ye that labor. 7 a &• K a uz/ Matt. 11: 28. ' b <* OS ' COME to Jesus, little one, Come to Jesus now; Humbly at his gracious throne In submission bow. At his feet confess your sin, Seek forgiveness there; For his blood can make you clean : He will hear vour prayer. 393 2 Seek his face without delay ; Give him now your heart ; Tarry not, but, while you may, Choose the better part. Come to Jesus, little one, Come to Jesus now; Humbly at his gracious throne In submission bow. 628 C. M. SEE, the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands With all-engaging charms; Hark, how he calls his tender lambs, And folds them in his arms. 2 Permit them to approach, he cries, Nor scorn their humble name ; For 't was to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came. 3 He'll lead us to the heavenly streams Where living waters flow, And guide us to the fruitful fields Where trees of knowledge grow. 4 The feeblest lamb amid the flock Shall be its Shepherd's care ; While folded in the Saviour's arms, We're safe from every snare. 629 The importance of educating youth. C. M . FATHER, 't is ours in wisdom's way To guide untutor'd youth, And lead the mind that goes astray To virtue and to truth. 2 The young our kind protection claim, And God will well approve Efforts to teach the youth thy name And their dear Lord to love. 394 YOUTH. 3 Delightful work ! young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. 4 Almighty God, thine influence shed To aid this good design ; bless the means thy name to spread, And make all people thine. 630 EvU company. 0. M. WHY should I join with those in play In whom I ? ve no delight ; Who curse and swear, but never pray, Who call ill names, and fight? 2 I hate to hear a wanton song; Their words offend my ears ; 1 would not dare defile my tongue With language such as theirs. 3 Away from fools I'll turn my eyes, Nor with the scoffers go ; I would be walking with the wise, That wiser I might grow. 4 I hate to walk, I hate to dwell With sinful children here ; Then let me not be sent to hell, Where none but sinners are. £ Q i The orphan' s hymn. f\ \f «•>* Psalm 10: 14. u * iV1 ' WHEEE shall the child of sorrow find A place for calm repose? Thou Father of the fatherless, Pity the orphan's woes. 2 What friend have I in heaven or earth What friend to trust, but thee? My father's dead ; my mother's dead ; Mv God, remember me. 395 3 Thy gracious promise now fulfill, And bid my troubles cease; In thee the fatherless shall find Pure mercy, grace, and peace. 4 I 've not a secret care or pain But he that secret knows; Thou Father of the fatherless, Pity the orphan's woes. 63*2 Looking to Jesus. llS. VIELD not to temptation, for yielding is sin ; x Each victory will help us some other to win : Fight manfully onward, dark passions subdue, Look ever to Jesus, he'll carry you through. CHORUS. Ask the Saviour to help you, comfort, strengthen and keep He is willing to aid you, He'll carry you through. [you; 2 Shun evil companions, bad language disdain : God's name huld in reverence, nor take it in vain : Be thoughtful and earnest, kind hearted and true, Look ever to Jesus, He'll carry you through.— Cho. 3 To him that o'ercometh, God giveth a crown ; Through faith we shall conquer, though often cast down : He who is the Saviour our strength will renew. Look ever to Jesus, he'll carry you through.— Cho. 633 Because he loved me so. Behold, I stand at the door and knock. T, "|\f Rev. 3: 20. lJ ' iU ' JAY, sinner, hath a voice within Oft whisper'd to thy secret souk— Urged thee to leave the ways of sin And yield thy heart to God's control? Sinner, it was a heavenly voice ; It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek, in Christ, thine all. Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time this warning kind ; That call thou may est not always slight, And yet the gate of mercv find. 407 THE GOSPEL CALL,. 4 God's Spirit will not always strive With harden'd, self-destroying man ; Ye, who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 5 Sinner, perhaps this very day Thy last accepted time may be; O, shonld'st thon grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. n K o How shall we escape ? *7« W* Het>.2:3. ' b * WHEN thy mortal life is fled, [spread, When the death-shades o'er thee When is finished thy career, Sinner, where wilt thou appear? 2 When the world has passed away, When draws near the judgment-day, When the awful trump shall sound, Say, 0, where wilt thou be found? 3 When the Judge descends in light, Clothed in majesty and might, When the wicked quail with fear, Where, 0, where wilt thou appear? 4 What shall soothe thy bursting heart, When the saints and thou must part? When the good with joy are crowned, Sinner, where wilt thou be found? 5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, Quickly to the Saviour fly ; Then shall peace th3 r spirit cheer ; Then with Christ shalt thou appear. 654 Be reconciled to God. L. M. WHY wilt thou so long delay, And spurn the mercy of the Lord? Sinner, while it is called to-day, Obey the reconciling word. 403 THE GOSPEL CALL. 2 Alas! thy day of grief draws nigh, When* haply, on a dying bed, Thon mayest for peace and pardon cry, When the last ray of hope is fled. 3 When through the clouds of wrath and gloom Shall shine the awful judgment throne, O, wilt thou burst the silent tomb To be eternally undone ? •1 0, weary wanderer far from bliss, Wretched, and burdened, and forlorn ; Return, and Christ shall give you peace, — ■ His light shall be your endless morn. (?xx To-day. if ' ve hear his voice, harden not T, "Vf DJJ your hearts.— Heb. 3: 7, 8. XJ ' 1Vi * ODO not let the word depart, And close thine eyes against the light. Poor sinner, harden not thy heart ; Thou would'st be saved — why not to-night ? 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise To bless thy long-deluded sight : — • This is the time ; oh, then, be wise ! Thou would'st be saved — why not to-night? 3 Our God in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus his love requite? Renounce at once thy stubborn will; Thou would'st be saved — why not to-night ? 4 The world has nothing left to give; It has no new, no pure delight. Oh, try the life which Christians live ! Thou would'st be saved — why not to-night? 5 Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to him their souls unite. Believe on him, the work is done ; Thou fljpuld'st be saved — why not to-night? THE GOSPEL CALL. 656 Come now. 0. M. SAY not, " I will yet delay To seek God's offer'd grace ;" When Jesus, with a voice of love, Says now, " Seek thou my face." 2 Say not, " To-morrow I will turn :" To thee it may not come ; For e'en this night thy soul may hear Its everlasting doom. 3 Say not, " When sickness lays me low, I will begin to pray ;" For swift disease, or sudden death, May call thy soul away. 4 But say, with earnestness and faith, " Jesus, I come to thee ; Now, from this moment, by thy grace, Help me from sin to flee. 5 " Now, for thy tender mercy's sake, Forgive my past delay, And in thine own redeeming blood Wash all my sins away. 6 " Now, by thy Holy Spirit's power, Renew this heart of mine ; And may the life which thou hast spared Be henceforth wholly thine." 657 P. M. 6s & 4s. CHILD of sin and sorrow, fill'd with dismay, Wait not for to-morrow ; yield thee to-day. Heaven bids thee come, while yet there's room. ; Child of sin and sorrow, hear and obey. 2 Child of sin and sorrow, why wilt thou die? Come, while thou canst borrow help from on high : Grieve not that love, which from above — Child of sin and sorrow — would bring thee nigh. 3 Child of sin and sorrow, where wilt thou flee Through that long to-morrow, eternity? Exiled from home, darkly to roam- Child of sin and sorrow, where wilt jfcnu flee? 410 THE GOSPEL CALL. 4 Child of sin and sorrow, lift up thine eye ! Heirship thou canst borrow in worlds on high! In that high home, graven thy name: Child of sin and sorrow, swift homeward fly ! £\Q Surely, he hath borne all our griefs. 7<3 v Jo lsa.53:4. ' b * WEEPING soul, no longer mourn, Jesus all thy griefs hath borne ; View him bleeding on the tree, Pouring out his life for thee; There thy every sin He bore, Weeping soul, lament no more. 2 All thy crimes on him were laid, See, upon his blameless head Wrath its utmost vengeance pours, Due to my offence and yours ; Weary sinner, keep thine eyes On th' atoning sacrifice. 3 Cast thy guilty soul on him, Find him mighty to redeem; At his feet thy burden lay, Cast thy doubts and fears away; Now by faith the Son embrace, Plead his promise, trust his grace. ££Q An appeal to the careless. T, "Vf V ' JV Isa. 32: IX ±Jm m - WHY will ye lavish out your years, Amidst a thousand trifling cares, While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is fc rgot? 2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind, And famish an immortal mind; While angels with regret look down, To see you spurn a heav'nly crown? 3 Th' eternal God calls from above, And Jesus pleads his dying love, Awaken'd conscience gives you pain, And shall they join their pleas in vain? x 451 THE GOSPEL CALL. 4 Not so ydur dying: eyes shall view Those objects which ye now pursue ; Not so shall heav'n and hell appear, When the decisive hour is near. 5 Almighty God! thine aid impart, To fix conviction on the heart; Thy pow'r can clear the darkest eyes, And make the haughtiest scorner wise. GT 660 Go to Jesus. 8s k 7s. ^1_0 to Jesus with thy sorrows, He thy burdened soul will ease; He will give thy troubled conscience A sweet sense of pardoning peace. 2 Go to Jesus with thy trials, Tell him all thy cares and woes; He has promised, if we ask him, He will give us sweet repose. 3 Go to Jesus when the tempter Seeks to lure thee from the right; When the wicked one assails thee, Ever keep the cross in sight. 4 Go to Jesus when thy burdens Are too hard for thee to bear ; Tell him all thy cares and sorrows, He will lend a listening ear. 5 Go to Jesus when death's shadows Quickly gather round thy way; Ask of him to guide thy footsteps To the realms of endless day. 6 Then, in that celestial city, Thou shalt find a lasting rest From earth's turmoil, cares, and sorrows, With the saints forever blest. - 412 THE GOSPEL GAIL. 661 M ™° keiSeaS ^tt. 11:30. L ' M - COME, take my yoke, the Saviour .said, To follow me be not afraid; For I in heart am lowly, meek, And offer you the rest you seek. 2 The yoke of pleasure may allure, And promise bliss that will endure ; But when it has thy youth despoil'd, ' T will cast thee off as garment soil'd. 3 Take not on thee the yoke of wealth ; 'T will eat thy soul, destroy thy health ; And make thee feel how cheap the cost, If worlds could buy the peace it lost. 4 Ambition, too, its yoke displays, And hangs out its perennial bays : Be not, poor soul, by it misled; I offer thee a crown instead. 5 Then take my yoke — 'tis soft and light, ' T will ne'er disturb thy rest at night ; But guide thee to that world above, Where no restraint is known but love. 662 The gospel invitation. 8s & 7s. HARK ! the jubilee is sounding, 0, the joyful news has come ! Free salvation is proclaiming, In and through God's own dear Son. Now we have an invitation, To the meek and lowly Lamb ; Glory, honor, and salvation, Christ, the Lord, has come to reign. 2 Come, dear friends, and do n't neglect it, Come to Jesus in your prime ; Great salvation, do n't reject it, receive it, now's your time ; 413 REPENTANCE. Now the Saviour is beginning To revive his work again ; " Glory, honor, and salvation, Christ the Lord has come to reign. 3 Come, dear children, praise your Jesus, Praise him, praise him evermore : May his boundless love constrain us, His great mercy to adore ; then let us join together, Crowns of glory to obtain ; Glory, honor, and salvation, Christ the Lord has come to reign. REPENTANCE. 683 Exhortation to repentance. \j. JS1 . T) EPENT, the voice celestial cries, ■ JXi Nor longer dare delay; The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, And meets a fiery day. 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men ; His heralds are despatched abroad, To warn the world of sin. 3 Together in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess ; Accept the offer'd Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 4 Soon will the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar: For mercy knows th' appointed bound. And turns to vengeance there. 5 Amazing love, that yet will call, And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, And weep, and love, and praise. 414 REPENTANCE. i Prepare to meet thy God. o. M . PREPARE me, gracious God, To stand before thy face; Thy Spirit must the work perform, For it is all of grace. 2 In Christ's obedience clothe, And wash me in his blood: So shall I lift my head with joy, Among the sons of God. 3 Do thou my sins subdue, Thy sov'reign love make known, The Spirit of my mind renew, And save me in thy Son. 4 Let me attest thy pow'r, Let me thy goodness prove, Till my full soul can hold no more Of everlasting love. 5 Wrestling with Christ. P. M. 8. COME, thou Traveler unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee: With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am; My sin and misery declare; Thyself hast call'd me by my name; Look on thy hands and read it there ; But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free ; I never will unloose my hold; Art thou the Man that died for me? The secret of thy love unfold ; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 415 REPENTANCE. 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell: To know it now, resolv'd I am: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy^ nature know. 5 What tho' 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, I shall with the God-Man prevail. 666 An aged sinner aioakened. 0. M. OWHAT a wretched sinner, Lord ! I now begin to see, The danger of the ways I've trod, But know not where to flee. 2 Long have I turn'd my back on thee, And slighted all thy grace ; Yet pity, Lord, pity me, And let me see thy face. 3 0, should I now yield up my breath, I must go down to dwell In chains of everlasting death, With sinners cast to hell. 4 Lord, change my heart, or I am gone ; O give me life divine! Though I am old, may I be born A heav'nly child of thine. 667 Longing for an interest in Christ. 7.S. &KACI0US Lord, incline thine ear. My requests vouchsafe to hear; Sore distressed with guilt am I; Give me Christ, or else I die. 416 REPENTANCE. 2 Wealth and honor I disdain, Earthly comforts all are vain: These can never satisfy; Give me Christ, or else I die. 3 Lord, deny me what thou wilt, Only take away my guilt; Mourning, at thy feet I lie; Give me Christ, or else I die. 4 All unholy and unclean, I am nothing else but sin ; On thy mercy I rely ; Give me Christ, or else I die. 5 Thou dost freely save the lost : In thy grace alone I trust : With my earnest suit comply; Give me Christ, or else I die. 6 0, my God, what shall I say ? Take, O take my sins away : Jesus' blood to me apply ; Give me Christ, or else I die. f?Q A broken heart, God 1 s sacrifice. T, \f DO Psalm 51: 17. U - hl A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 2 My soul is humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn' d to die; 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. (27) 417 EEPENTANCE. 4 0, may thy love inspire my tongue ; Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my pow'rs shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and right'ousness 669 S. M aOD's holy law transgress'd, Speaks nothing but despair ; Convinced of guilt, with grief oppress'd, We find no comfort there. 2 Not all our groans and tears, Nor works which we have done, Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, Can e'er for sin atone. 3 Relief alone is found In Jesus' precious blood : ' T is this that heals the mortal wound, And reconciles to God. 4 This is salvation's source; And all our hopes arise From Him who, hanging on the cross, A spotless victim dies. 670 The convicted sinner. L. M. WITH aching heart and weeping eyes, My guilty soul for mercy cries : What shall I do, or whither flee, T' escape that vengeance due to me ? 2 Till now I saw no danger nigh, I lived at ease, nor fear'd to die ; Wrapt up in self-deceit and pride, " I shall have peace at last," I cried. 3 But when, great God ! thy light divine Had shone on this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld, with trembling awe, The terrors of thy holy law. 418 REPENTANCE. 4 How dreadful now my guilt appears, In childhood, youth and growing years ; Before thy pure discerning eye, Lord, what a filthy wretch am I ! 5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue, Death and destruction are my due : Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live. 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name? To him I look and anxious cry, " O, save a wretch condemn'd to die !" fiTI Encouragement lo prayer. 7 " SEE a poor sinner, dearest Lord, Whose soul, encourag'd by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And there would look, and look again. 2 How oft, deceiv'd by self and pride, Has my poor heart been turn'd aside ! And Jonah-like has fled from thee, Till thou hast look'd again on me. 3 Ah ! bring a wretched wand'rer home ! And to thy footstool let me come ; And tell thee all my grief and pain, And wait, and look, and look again. 4 Take courage then, my trembling soul, One look from Christ will make thee whole ; Trust thou in him, 't is not in vain ; But wait, and look, and look again. 5 Do Satan's darts thy soul molest? Does dark desertion fill thy breast? Art thou almost with sorrow slain ? Yet wait, and look, and look again. 6 Do fears and doubts thy soul annoy, And thund'ring tempests drown thy joy ? And canst thou not one smile obtain? Yet wait, and look, and look again. 7 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne; Look to his grace, and not your own ; 422 JUSTIFICATION. There wait, and look, and look again, You shall not wait and look in vain. 8 Ere long that happy day will come, When I shall reach my blissful home; And when to glory I attain, O then I'll look, and look again. JUSTIFICATION. 07u Justification and sanctification. -L. M . BLESSED is the man, forever bless'd, Whose guilt is pardcm'd by his God, Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities; He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free ; His humble joy, his holy fear With deep repentance will agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 4 How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins ! While a bright evidence of grace Thro' his whole life appears and shines. 0/7 Joy of a remarkable conversion. C M. WHEN God reveal'd his gracious name, And changed my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke put in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 423 JUSTIFICATION. 3 "Great is the work/' my neighbors cried, And owned thy power divine ; "Great is the work," my heart replied, " And be the glory thine." 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that sow in sadness, wait Till the fair harvest come; The}'' shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home. |?i7Q By grace are ye saved. Q^ J^ THE gospel comes with welcome news To sinners lost like me: Their various schemes let others choose, Saviour, I come to thee ! 2 Of sinners sure I am the chief, Bat grace is rich and free : This lovely truth affords relief To sinners, even to me. 3 Of merit now let others speak, But merit I have none ; I'm justified for Jesus' sake, I'm saved by grace alone. 4 'Twas grace my stubborn heart first won, ' T is grace that holds me fast : Grace will complete the work begun, And save me at the last. 679 Praise for conversion. 8s & 7s. "AIL, my ever-blessed Jesus ! Only thee I wish to sing ; To my soul thy name is precious. Thou my Prophet, Priest and King. 424 ff JUSTIFICATION. O, what mercy flows from heaven ! O, what joy and happiness! Love I much ? — I'm much forgiven, I'm a miracle of grace. 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Saviour passed that way. Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, My Redeemer's tenderness ; Love I much ? — I'm much forgiven, I'm a miracle of grace. 3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir, Praise the Lamb enthroned above ; Whilst astonished I admire God's free grace and boundless love. That blest moment I received him, Fill'd my soul with joy and peace ; Love I much ? — I'm much forgiven, I'm a miracle of grace. 6 80 Born not of blood but of God. L. M. ASSIST my soul, my heavenly King, Thine everlasting love to sing : And joyful spread thy praise abroad, As one, through grace, that's born of God. 2 No, it was not the will of man, My soul's new heav'nly birth began ; Nor will, nor pow'r of flesh and blood, That turn'd my heart from sin to God. 3 Herein let self be all abas'd. And heavenly love alone confess'd ; This be my song through all the road, That born I am, and born of God. 4 O, may this love my soul constrain, To make returns of love again, 425 JUSTIFICATION. That I, while earth is my abode, May live like one that's born of God. 5 And when th' appointed hour shall come, And thou wilt call me to my home ; Joyful I'll pass the chilling flood, And sing, and say, I'm born of God. 681 Need of regeneration. 0. P. M. 8s & 6s. AWAKED by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in guilt and thrall I found, Exposed to endless woe ; Eternal truth did loud proclaim, The sinner must be born again, Or else to ruin go. 2 Amazed I stood, but could not tell Which way to shun the gates of hell ; For death and hell drew near. I strove, indeed, but strove in vain — The sinner must be born again, Still sounded in my ear. 3 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; Yet when I found this truth remain, — The sinner must be born again, — I sunk in deep despair. 4 But while I thus in anguish lay, Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd that way, — I felt his pity move : The sinner, by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. 682 Conversion affords joy. L. M. WHENE'ER a sinner turns to God, With contrite heart and flowing eyes, The happy news makes angels smile, And tell their joys above the skies. 426 JUSTIFICATION. 2 Well may the church below rejoice, And echo back the heav'nly sound: This soul was dead, but now's alive: This sheep was lost, but now is found. 3 Glory to God on high be giv'n, For this unbounded love to men ; Let saints below and saints above In concert shout the loud amen ! 683 Pearl of great price. 7s, 8s & 6s. THE pearl that worldlings covet, Is not the pearl for me; Its beauty fades as quickly As sunshine on the sea: But there's a pearl, sought by the wise, It's called the pearl of greatest price, Though few its value see — O, that 's the pearl for me ! 2 The crown that decks the monarch, Is not the crown for me ; It dazzles but a moment, Its brightness soon will flee: But there 's a crown prepared above, For all who walk in humble love ; Forever bright 't will be— O, that 's the crown for me ! 3 The road that many travel, Is not the road for me; It leads to death and sorrow, And endless misery : But there 's a road that leads to God, It 's mark'd byChrist's most precious blood; The passage here is free — O, that 's the road for me ! 4 The hope that sinners cherish, Is not the hope for me : Most surely will they perish, Unless from sin set free ; 427 JUSTIFICATION. But there 's a hope fixed in the Lord, It leads the soul to keep his word, And sinful pleasures flee — 0, that 's the hope for me. 684 The convert setting out for glory. 7s&6s, WHEN I set out for glory, I left the world behind ; Determin'd for a city That 's out of sight to find. 2 I left my worldly honors ; I left my worldly fame ; I left my young companions, And with them my good name. 3 Some said I'd better tarry, They thought I was too young, For to prepare for dying, But that was all my song. 4 Come, all my loving brethren, And listen to my cry ; All you that are backsliders, Must either beg or die. 5 The Lord he loves the beggar, Who truly begs indeed ; He always will relieve him, Whene'er he stands in need. r 685 Subdued by the Cross. CM. "N evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight, And stopp'd my wild career. 2 I saw One hanging on a tree, In agonies and blood; He fix'd his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. 428 JUSTIFICATION. 3 O! never till my latest breath, Shall I forget that look ! Itseem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, It plunged me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 A second look he gave, which said "I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid: I die that thou may'st live." 6 With pleasing grief and mournful joy, My spirit now is fill'd ; That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by him I kill'd. 686 In life and death I belong to Christ. L. M. LET thoughtless thousands choose the road That leads the soul away from God : This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely thine. 2 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live, From him my life, my all receive : To him devote my fleeting hours ; Serve him alone with all my pow'rs. 3 Christ is my everlasting all, To him I look, on him I call ; He every want will well supply, In time, and through eternity. 4 Soon will the Lord, my life, appear; Soon shall I end my trials here ; Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain : To live is Christ — to die is gain. 429 JUSTIFICATION. 687 The young convert. P. M. 7s & 6s. WHEN souls are first converted, They mount on wings above ; The world thinks they 're distracted, Because they 're filled with love. They fly from ev'ry evil, They trust in God alone ; They long to get to heaven, , Their most desired home. 2 The world, the flesh, and Satan, Beset them on each hand ; Bestrew their path with evil, To bar them from that land. But Jesus still invites them, Saying : " Follow, follow me ; And I will fight your battles, And gain your liberty." 3 "0 why are you dismayed?" T is thus the Saviour cries ; While some are getting ready, And just a going to rise ; To rise above triumphant In the bright world of joy, AVhere all things are rejoicing, There 's nothing to annoy. (388 Experimental. lis COME, brethren and sisters, assist me to sing The wonders of Jesus, my heavenly King ; Great things for my soul, yea, he surely has done, All glory to God for the gift of his Son. 2 1 wandered in darkness, a stranger to God, Neglected his calls and despised his word ; In romance and novels I thought 1 should gain Some knowledge of pleasure, and honor obtain. 3 At length the gospel trumpet did sound in my ears, And thund'ring from heaven awaken'd my fears, The tears of repentance then freely did run, For slighting the Saviour, I cry'd " I'm undone." 430 JUSTIFICATION. 4 My sins were arrang'd and before me appeaf'd, The justice of God I then awfully fear'd, 1 fell on ray knees and for mercy did cry, Dear Lord, have compassion — appear or I die. 5 One evening while musing, these words came with " (> do not be troubled,nor doubt any more ; [pow'r, 41 Believe in your God, believe also in me ; " In my father's hoixse there's a mansion for thee." 6 'T is the voice of my Saviour, my soul then did cry On Calv'ry he suffer'd, and for me did die ; His five bleeding wounds are now pleading for me, He 's given me pardon, who hung on the tree ! (j S 9 Regeneration by the Spirit. 0. M. NOT all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace, Born in the image of his Son, A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, Breathes on the sons of flesh, Creates anew the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake and rise From their long sleep of death ; On heavenly things we fix our eyes, And praise employs our breath. 6 90 The new birth. C. M. WHILE Jesus dwelt on earth below, Among the sons of men, He spared no pains to let them know, They must be born again. 2 We all have broke Jehovah's laws, And guilty must remain ; Condemn'd to all the pains of hell, Till we are born again. 431 JUSTIFICATION. 3 Alas ! whate'er good works we do, His favor to obtain, They can't our sinful hearts renew, We must be born again. 4 Were we baptized a thousand times, It would be all in vain ; This cannot wash away our crimes ; We must be born again. 5 The word of God is firm and sure, And always will remain ; Eternal wrath we must endure, Unless we're born again. 6 There 's but one way for our escape From everlasting pain ; And that is through the narrow gate Of being born again. fi 9 y They desire a betlercountry .^ l0s & H s . OTELT, me no more of this world's vain store : The time for such trifles with me now is o'er ; A country I've found, where true joys abound ; To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground. 2 The souls that believe, in Paradise live ; And me in that number Avill Jesus receive. My soul, don't delay— he calls thee away : lti'se, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow — What light, aid and comfort— go after him, go : Lo, onward 1 move, to a city above : [prove. None guesses how wondrous my journey will I Great spoils 1 shall win from death, hell and sin ; 'Midst outward afflictions, I feel Christ within : And when I 'm to die, receive me, I '11 cry ; For Jesus has loved mc — 1 cannot tell why. 5 But this I do find— we two are so join'd, He'll not live in glory, and leave me behind. So this is the race I'm running, through grace, Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 432 JUSTIFICATION. 692 -Privileges of adoption. 7S. BLESSED are the sons of God, They are bought with Jesus' blood : They are ransom'd from the grave — Life eternal they shall have; With them number'd may we be, Here, and in eternity. 2 They are justified by grace; They enjoy the Saviour's peace; All their sins are wash'd away; They shall stand in God's great day; With them number'd may we be, Here, and in eternity. 3 They produce the fruits of grace In the works of righteousness; They are harmless, meek and mild, Holy, blameless, undefil'd ; With them number'd may we be, Here, and in eternity. 4 They are lights upon the earth, Children of a heav'nly birth ; One with God, with Jesus one ; Glory is with them begun ; With them number'd may we be, Here, and in eternity. /JQQ Redeeming love. 7« Isa.63:9. ih ' "OW begin the heavenly theme ; Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. Ye who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. (28) 433 F CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love. 4 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd, Welcome to his sacred rest, Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 694 The roads to hell and heaven. CM. WIDE is the gate, and broad the way, Which leads to endless woe ! My soul, behold what multitudes Down to perdition go ! 2 But yonder see that narrow path, Which leads to endless bliss — There see a happy, chosen few Redeem'd by sov'reign grace. 3 They from destruction's city came — To Zion upward tend: The Bible is their precious map, And God himself their friend. 4 Dear Lord, I would a pilgrim be ; Guide thou my feet aright; I would not, for ten thousand worlds, Be banish'd from thy sight. 5 'T is heav'n to see thy blissful face — I long to dwell above, To feast on thy unbounding stores, And praise redeeming love. 695 8s 17s. BY the thoughtless world derided, Still I love the word of God ; 'T is the crook by which I 'm guided, Often 't is a chast'ning rod. 434 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 'T is a sword that cuts asunder All my pride and vanity, When abased, I lie and wonder That he spares a wretch like me. 2 This confirms me when I waver, Sets my trembling judgment right; When I stray, how much soever, This is my restoring light. Satan oft, and sin, assail me, With temptations ever new ; Then there's nothing can avail me, Till my bleeding Lord I view. 3 Faith I need ; Lord, bestow it, Give my lab'ring mind relief; Oft, alas f I doubt, I know it, Help, help my unbelief. Dearest Saviour, by thy merit, May I gain the heavenly crown; Guide, guide me by thy Spirit, Till these storms are over blown. 696 The wandering pilgrims. OS & Sweet home. 11c ' U * Phil. 3:20. A±b ' ?TlfID scenes of confusion, and creature com- lu. plaints. How sweet to my soul is communion with saints ; To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home ; Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home. 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace ! And thrice precious Jesus, whose love can not cease ! Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, I long to behold thee in glory, at home, Home, home, sweet, sweet home, etc. 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, Which hinders my joy and communion with thee ; Though now my temptation like billows may foam, All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, etc. 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, O give me submission, and strength as my day ; In all my afflictions to thee would I come, Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, etc. 5 Whate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace, The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face, Endue me with patience to wait at thy throne, And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, etc. 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine ; No more as an exile in sorrow to pine ; And in thy dear image arise from the tomb, With glorified millions to praise thee at home. Home, home, sweet, sweet home, etc. 7Q3 me heavenly treasury p M 9 S & 8s. RELIGION ! 't is a glorious treasure, The purchase of a Saviour's blood, It fills the soul with consolation, It lifts the thoughts to things above. 439 •v CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. It calms our fears, it soothes our sorrows It smoothes our way o'er life's rough sea, 'T is mixed with goodness, meek humble pa- This heav'nly portion mine shall he. [Hence, 2 How fleeting — vain — how transitory, This world with all its pomp and' show ; Its vain delights, and short lived pleasure— I'll gladly leave them all below. But love and grace shall be my story, While I in Christ such beauties see ; While endless ages are onward rolling, This heav'nly portion mine shall he. 3 This earthly house must he dissolved, And mortal life will soon be o'er ; All earthly care, and earthly sorrow Shall pain my eyes and heart no more ; Religion pure will stand for ever, And my glad heart shall strengthen'd be, While endless ages are onward rolling, This heav'nly portion mine shall he, 4 While journeying here through tribulation, In Christian love we'll march along ; And while strife severs the ambitious — In Jesus Christ we'll all he one ; Religion pure unites together In bonds of love, and makes us free : While endless ages are onward rolling, This heav'nly portion mine shall he. 7Q4 Rejoicing in Aoge^ ^ _ ^ 1( ) s . JOYFULLY, joyfully onward I move, Bound to the land of bright spirits above ; Angelic choristers sing as Fcome— Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home ! Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to the land of bright spirits 1 go ; Pilgrim and stranger, no more shall I roam: Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 2 Friends fondly cherished, but passed on before; Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore; Singing, to cheer me through death's chilling Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home, [gloom : Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear ; Harps of the blessed, your voices I hear ! Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome — Joyfully, joyfully haste to thj^ home. 440 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 7 Q5 Strengthen thy ^ethren.^ _ ^ g s & fo TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ; For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. 2 Life is real ! life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul ! 3 Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end and way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us further than to-day. 4 Lives of true men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; 5 Footprints which perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother Seeing, shall take heart again. 6 Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait. H(\R The Christian 's peace permanent. H t AT 'VU John 14: 27. ^' m * THE world can neither give nor take, Nor can they comprehend, The peace of God, which Christ has bought, The peace which knows no end. 2 The burning bush was not consum'd While God remained there ; The three, when Jesus made the fourth, Found fire as soft as air. 441 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 3 God's furnace doth in Zion stand ; But Zion's God sits by, As the refiner views his gold, With an observant eye. 4 His thoughts are high, his love is wise, His wounds a cure intend; And though he does not always smile, He loves unto the end. 707 lYust in Jesus. 7s. SAVIOUR, happy would I be, If I could but trust in thee ! Trust thy wisdom me to guide, Trust thy goodness to provide. 2 Trust thy saving love and pow'r, ' Trust thee ev'ry day and hour ; Trust in sickness, trust in health, u Trust in poverty and wealth. 3 Trust in joy, and trust in grief, Trust thy promise for relief; Trust thy blood to cleanse my soul, Trust thy grace to make me whole. 4 Trust thee living, dying too, Trust thee ail my journey through; Trust thee, till my feet shall be Planted on the crystal sea. 5 Trust thee, ever blessed Lamb, Till I wear the victor's palm ; Trust thee, till my soul shall be Wholly swallowed up in thee. 708 Desiring divine communion. 0. JM- ALAS! my God, that thou should'st be To me so much unknown : I long to walk and talk with thee, And dwell before thy throne. 442 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 2 Thou know'st, my soul doth dearly love The place of thine abode : No music gives so sweet a sound As these two words — my God. 3 I long not for the fruit that grows Within these gardens here : I find no sweetness in the rose, When Jesus is not near. 4 Thy gracious presence, my Christ, Can make a paradise. Ah, what are all the goodly pearls Unto this pearl of price ? 5 Give me that sweet communion, Lord! Thy people have with thee ; Thy spirit daily talks with them, O, let it talk with me ! 6 Like Enoch, let me walk with God, And thus walk out my day, Attended with the heav'nly guards, Upon the King's highway. ■7 f)Q Complaint under temptation. Q \( HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face? My God, how long delay ? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That drive my fears away ? 2 See how the prince of darkness tries All his malicious arts ; He spreads a mist around my eyes, And throws his fiery darts. 3 Be thou my sun and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep ; Make haste, before my eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 443 CHEISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 4 How would the tempter boast aloud, If I became his prey ! Behold, the sons of hell grow proud At thy so long delay ! 5 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, And Satan hide his head ; He knows the terrors of thy look. And hears thy voice with dread. 710 Family of ear Lh and heaven. C. M. COME, let us join our friends above, Who have obtained the prize, And on the eagle wings of love To joy celestial rise. 2 Let saints below in concert sing With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of our King, In heaven and earth, are one. 3 One family, we dwell in him ; One church above, beneath ; Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have cross'd the flood, And part are passing now. 5 How many to their endless home This solemn moment fly ; And we are to the margin come, And soon expect to die. 6 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide ; Then, when the word is given, Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide, And land us safe in heaven. 444 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 711 The name of Jesus precious. CM. JESUS! I love thy charming name, 'T is music to my ear : Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heav'n might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust ; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold but sordid dust. 3 All my capacious pow'rs can wish, In thee doth richly meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 712 Light in darkness. C. M. THERE'S a better world on high ; Hope on, thou pious breast ; Faint not, thou trav'ler ; on the sky Thy weary feet shall rest. 2 Anguish may rend each vital parr ; Poor man, thy strength how frail ! [heart, Yet heaven's own strength shall shield thy When flesh and heart shall fail. 3 Thro' death's dark vale of deepest shade Thy feet must surely go ; Yet there, e'en there, walk undismayed; 'T is thy last scene of woe. 4 Thy God — and with the tenderest hand — Shall guard the trav'ler through ; " Hail !" shalt thou cry ; " hail ! promised land ! And wilderness, adieu !" 445 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 713 The latter day glory. CM. BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord, In latter days, shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And draw the wond'ring eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow ; " Up to the hill of God," they say, " And to his courts we'll go." 3 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, Or mar the peaceful years ; [swords, To plougshares men shall beat their To pruning hooks their spears. 4 Come, then — come from every land, To worship at his shrine : And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. 714 Receiving members. C. M. COME in, ye blessed of the Lord, come in Jesus' name ; We welcome you with one accord, In Christ we're all the same. 2 In weal or woe, in joy or care, Thy portion shall be ours ; Christians their mutual burdens bear ; They lend their mutual pow'rs. 3 Come with us; we will do thee good, As God to us hath done : Stand but in him, as those have stood, Whose faith the victory won. 4 And when, by turns, we pass away, As star by star grows dim, May each, translated into day, Be lost, and found in him. 446 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 715 Entering into Church covenant. C M. COME, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord, In a perpetual cov'nant, join Ourselves to Christ, the Lord. 2 Give up ourselves through Jesus pow'r, His name to glorify : And promise, in this sacred hour, For God to live and die. 3 The cov'nant we this moment make Be ever kept in mind ! We will no more our God forsake, Or cast his word behind. 4 We never will throw off his fear, Who hears our solemn vow ; And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, Come down and meet us now. 5 To each the cov'nant blood apply, Which takes our sins away, And register our names on high, And keep us to that day. 716 The Christian's looking-glass. P. M. 7 & 6. COME, all ye mourning pilgrims, Who feel your need of Christ, Surrounded by temptation, And by the world despis'd ; Attend to what I tell you, My exercise I'll show ; And then you may inform me If it's been so with you. 2 Long time I liv'd in darkness, Nor saw my dismal state, And when I was awaken'd, I thought I was too late. 447 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. A lost and hopeless sinner, Myself I plainly saw, Exposed to God's displeasure, Condemned by the law. 3 I thought the brute creation Were better off than me ; I spent my days in anguish, No pleasure could I see. Through deep distress and sorrow My Saviour led me on, Then shewed his love unto me, When all my hope was gone. 4 But when I was deliver'd, I scarcely could believe, To think so vile a sinner A pardon could receive ;■ And when the solemn praises Were flowing from my tongue, Yet fears were often rising, That I might still be wrong. 5 But when these fears were banish'd, My tears began to flow, To think so vile a sinner Should be beloved so ; I thought my trials over, And all my troubles gone, That peace, and joy, and pleasure, Would be my lot alone. 6 But now I find a warfare, Which often brings me low, The world, the flesh and Satan, They do beset me so ; Can one that is converted Have such a heart as mine? Can one whose sins are pardoned, Not feel more love divine? 448 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 7 Do others feel so wretched, As oft is felt by me? Such trials and temptations. Perhaps they never see; For I'm the chief of sinners, I freely own with Paul ; And if I am a Christian, I am the least of all. W 717 The happy Christian. CM. "Y God— the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights ; The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights ! 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, My dawning is begun: Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. 3 The opening heav'ns around me shine, With beams of sacred bliss, If Jesus shows his mercy mine And whispers I am his. 718 Asking Christ's grace. C. M. JESUS, the Saviour of my soul, Be thou my heart's delight ; Ever the same to me remain — My joy by day and night. 2 Hungry and thirsty after thee May I be found each hour; Humble in heart, and happy kept By thine almighty pow'r. 3 may I never once forget, What a poor worm I am ; From death and hell redeem'd by blood, The blood of God's dear Lamb. (29) 449 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 4 May thy blest Spirit, in my heart, Most sweetly shed abroad The love of my incarnate God, Who bought me with his blood. 5 The mystery of redeeming love Be ever dear to me ; And may the flesh and blood of Christ My daily manna be. 719 Wrestling with God. 7s. LORD, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow . Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Thou did'st once a wretch behold. In rebellion, blindly bold, Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy — That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 3 Once a sinner, near despair, Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer; Mercy heard and set him free- Lord, that mercy came to me. 4 Many days have pass'd since then, Many changes I have seen ; Yet I 've been upheld till now; Who could hold me up but thou? 5 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need — This emboldens me to plead ; After so much mercy past , Help, O help me to the last. 720 Thy will be done. C M. SEARCHER of hearts! from mine erase All thoughts that should not be, And in its deep recesses trace My gratitude to thee. 450 CHKISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 2 Hearer of prayer! 0, guide aright Each word and deed of mine; Life's battle teach me how to fight, And be the victory thine. 3 Giver of all — for every good In the Redeemer came — For shelter, raiment, and for food, I thank thee in His name. 4 Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost! Thou glorious Three in "One ! Thou knowest best what I need most, And let thy will be done. 72 I The Christian's glory and fortitude. Li. M. JESUS, my Saviour, and my God, Thou hast redeem'd me with thy blood ; By ties both natural and divine, 1 am, and ever will be thine. 2 But ah! should my inconstant heart, Ere I'm aware, from thee depart, What dire reproach would fall on me, For such ingratitude to thee ! 3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate; The guilt, the shame I deprecate; And yet, so mighty are my foes,' I dare not trust my warmest vows. 4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord, Grace in the needful hour afford: O, steel this tim'^ous heart of mine With fortitude and love divine : 5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears, And gather joys from all my tears; So shall I to the world proclaim The honors of the Christian name. 451 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 72 2 Holiness and grace. L. M. SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Saviour God ; When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride ; While justice, temperance, truth and love Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on his word. 723 Christian submission. 0. M. HOW sweet to be allowed to pray To God, the Holy One; With filial love and trust to say, O God, thy will be done! 2 We in these sacred words can find A cure for every ill, They calm and soothe the troubled mind And bid all care be still. 3 0, may that will that gave me birth. And an immortal soul, In joy or grief, in lifS or death, My every wish control. 4 could my heart thus ever pray, — Thus imitate thy Son! Teach me, God, in truth to say, Thy will, not mine, be done. 452 CHEISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 724 The golden rule. 7s. THUS said Jesus: — "Go and do As thou wouldst be done unto:" Here thy perfect duty see, All that God requires of thee. 2 Wouldst thou, when thy faults are known, Wish that pardon should be shown? Be forgiving, then, and do As thou wouldst be done unto. 3 Shouldst thou helpless be and poor, Wouldst thou not for aid implore? Think of others, then, and be What thou wouldst they should to thee. 4 Dost thou for compassion call? Be compassionate to all ; If thou wouldst affection find — Be affectionate and kind. 5 If thou wouldst obtain the love Of thy gracious God above, Then to all his children be What thou wouldst they should to thee. 725 Christian submission. CM. LORD, I would delight in thee, And on thy care depend ; To thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only friend. When all created streams are dried, Thy fullness is the same ; May I with this be satisfied, And glory in thy name. Why should the soul a drop bemoan, Who has a fountain near, A fountain which shall ever run, With waters sweet and clear. 453 . CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 4 No good in creatures can be found, But may be found in thee : I must have all things, and abound, While God is God to me. 5 ! that I had a stronger faith, To look within the veil ; To credit what my Saviour saith, "Whose word can never fail. 726 Seeking refuge in God. CM. DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'T is here I find a safe retreat, When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my God, art near: Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 3 My great Protector and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart ; let thy kind and gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 O never let my soul remove From this divine retreat; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 727 At evening time it shall be light. 0. M. WE journey through a vale of tears By many a cloud o'ercast ; And worldly cares, and worldly fears, Go with us to the last. 2 Not to the last! Thy word hath said, Could we but read aright, — Poor pilgrim, lift in hope thy head; At eve it shall be light! . 454 CHEISTIAN LIFE AND EXPEEIENCE. 3 Though earth-born shadows now may Thy thorny path awhile, [shroud God's blessed word can part each cloud, And bid the sunshine smile. 4 Only believe, in living faith, His love and power divine ; And ere thy sun shall set in death, His light shall round thee shine. 5 When tempest clouds are dark on high, His bow of love and peace Shines sw r eetly in the vaulted sky, — A pledge that storms shall cease. 6 Hold on thy way, with hope unchill'd, By faith and not by sight, And thou shalt own his word fulnlTd, — At eve it shall be light. 728 Meekness in distress. O. M.. TEACH us, in time of deep distress, To own thy hand, O God, And in submissive silence learn The lessons of thy rod. 2 In every changing scene of life, Whate'er that scene may be, Give us a meek and humble mind, A mind at peace with thee. 3 Do thou direct our steps aright ; Help us thy name to fear ; And give us grace to watch and pray, Afid strength to persevere. 4 Then may we close our eyes in death, Without a fear or care ; For death is life, and labor rest, For thou art with us there. 455 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 729 Happy in eternity. IS. HAIL, my partners in distress, Pilgrims through this wilderness Though in sorrow here you roam, Destitute and far from home ; 2 Do not then your fate deplore, Though despised, cast out and poor ; Soon the joyful news will come, "Child, your Father calls, come home I" 3 Cruel death, with rudest hands, May divide the Christian bands ; But, in brighter worlds above, Friends shall meet with friends they love. 4 Just beyond this vale of tears, Lo, a fruitful land appears ; Pilgrim, lift your eyes and see — There's the home prepar'd for thee. 730 The pilgrimage of the saints. \j. M. LORD, what a wretched land is this, That yields us no supply ; No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, Nor streams of living joy ! 2 Yet the dear path to thine abode Lies through this horrid land ; Lord, we would keep the heav'nly road, And run at thy command. 3 Our journey is a thorny maze, But we march upward still ; Forget the troubles of the ways, And aim for Zion's hill. * 4 See the kind angels at the gates, Inviting us to come; There. Jesus, the forerunner, waits To welcome travelers home. 456 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. The whole armor. C. M. SPEED thee, Christian, on thy way, And to thy armor cling; With girded loins the call obey That grace and mercy bring. 2 There is a battle to be fought, An upward race to run, A crown of glory to be sought, A victory to be won. 3 The shield of faith repels the dart That Satan's hand may throw; His arrow cannot reach thy heart, If Christ control the bow. 4 faint not, Christian, for thy sighs Are heard before his throne ; The race must come before the prize, The cross before the crown. I The mind that was in Christ. o. M . EQUIP me for the war, And teach my hands to fight; My simple, upright heart prepare, And guide my words aright. 2 Control my every thought ; My whole of sin remove : Let all my works in thee be wrought ; Let all be wrought in love. 3 0, arm me with the mind, Meek Lamb, that was in thee; And let my knowing zeal be join'd With perfect charity. 4 With calm and temper'd zeal Let me enforce thy call ; And vindicate thy gracious will, Which offers life to all. 457 CHRISTIAN LIFE A.ND EXPERIENCE. 5 0, may I love like thee, — In all thy footsteps tread ; Thou hatest all iniquity, But nothing thou hast made. 6 0, may I learn the art, With meekness to reprove ; To hate the sin with all my heart, But still the sinner love. 733 The Shepherd of Israel. 8f. THOU" Shepherd of Israel and mine, The joy and desire of my heart, For closer communion I pine, I long to reside where thou art. The pasture I languish to find. Where ail who their Shepherd obey Are fed, on thy bosom reclin'd, And screen'd from the heat of the day. 2 show me that happiest place, That place of thy people's abode, Where saints in an ecstasy gaze, And lean on a merciful God. 'Tis there, with the lambs of thy flock, There only I covet to rest; To lie at the foot of the rock, Or rise to be hid in thy breast. 734 Perfect love. C .P.M . LOVE divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my longing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 God only knows the love of God; — that it now were shed abroad In my poor longing heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; 458 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. This only portion, Lord, be mine; Be mine this better part. 3 that I may forever 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. 4 that I may, with favored 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. 735 Christian fellowship. S. M. BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent pray'rs ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one — Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 From sin, and toil, and pain, Soon shall our souls be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. 736 Union and peace. IS. M. LEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one; Whose kind designs to serve and please. Through all their actions run. 459 B' CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet: Their songs of praise, their mingled Make their communion sweet, [vows, 3 Thus, when on Aaron's head They pour'd the rich perfume, The oil through all his raiment spread And fragrance fill'd the room. 4 Thus, on the heav'nly hills ^rf he saints are blest above: A e T- 1 n y + , like . mornin ^ dew di stils, And all the air is love. 737 It is well. n ,, 2 Kings 4: 26. ^« -M-* T T ?fe^ be well > let sin ners know JL With those who love the Lord • His saints have always found it so ' When resting on his word. 2 Peace, then, ye chastened sons of God • Why let your sorrows swell? Wisdom directs your Father's rod His word says, it is well. 3 Though you may trials sharp endure From sin, or death, or hell ; Your heavenly Father's love is sure And, therefore, it is well. 4 Soon will your sorrows all be o'er And you shall sweetly tell, On Canaan's calm and pleasant shore, That all at last is well. 738 Ye have the P° or alivays with you. n \ic Matt. 26 : 11. Kj ' 1V1 « LORD lead the way the Saviour went By lane and cell obscure, And let our treasures still be spent Like his, upon the poor. 460 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 2 Like hini, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world's sad weight, We, in their gloomy loneliness, Would seek the desolate. 3 For thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill ; And, that thy follow'rs may be tried, The poor are with us still. 4 Small are the off 'rings we can make ; Yet thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They lose not their reward. 739 Holy love. S. M. LOVE is the strongest tie That can our souls unite ; Love makes our service liberty, Our every burden light. 2 We run in God's commands When love directs the way ; With willing hearts and active hands Our Master's will obey. 3 Love softens all our toil, And makes our bondage blest ; The gloomy desert wears a smile, When love inspires the breast. 4 When we ascend the skies And see the Saviour's face, Love will to full perfection rise, And reign through all the place. 740 Glory in the cross. 8s & 7s. IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 461 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me : Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds new lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 741 Christian courage. OS & 7s, COME, Christian brethren, courage take Though foes and fiends assail you, Although despised for Jesus' sake, Let not your courage fail you. The path our glorious Saviour trod Was mark'd through tribulation ; Then, for his sake, fresh courage take, And fight for your salvation. 2 How many saints have gone before, Disdaining to surrender ; Laid down their lives for Jesus' sake, And died his bold defender. And shall we then expect the prize, For which our souls are waiting, Without our share of sorrows here. Those worldly follies hating? 8 What have we here, to render dear This life, unknown to pleasure ; Since Jesus' love, warm from above, Unfolds a boundless treasure. The shining worlds of pure delight Are waiting to receive us : [bring And death (grim king!) shall pleasure By coming to relieve us. 462 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 4 That peace that reigns within our hearts, (Though men may cry delusion) To us sweet happiness imparts, In spite of persecution. Though Satan rage and men engage, His friends as one assail you, Still boldly fight, in love unite, And vict'ry ne'er will fail you. 5 A few more days of sorrow here Those mortal bands will sever ; And we before the Lord appear, To reign with him forever. Then why should we distracted be, Since nothing here can harm us ? If heart and hand we valiant stand, Worldlings cannot alarm us. 742 The good old way. L. M. LIFT up your hearts, Immanuel's friends, And taste the pleasure Jesus sends ; Let nothing cause you to delay, But hasten on the good old way. 2 Our conflicts here, though great they be, Shall not prevent our victory, If we but watch, and strive, and pray, Like soldiers in the good old way. 3 O, good old way, how sweet thou art ! May none of us from thee depart; But may our actions always say, We're marching in the good old way. 4 Though Satan may his power employ, Our peace and comfort to destroy ; Yet never fear, we'll gain the day, And triumph in the good old way. 5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, And view by faith the promised land, Then we may sing, exult and pray, And march along the good old way. 463 I CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 8 Ye valiant souls, for heav'n contend ; Remember, glory's at the end : Our God will wipe all tears away, When we have run the good old way. 743 Faith and works. L. M, N vain men talk of living faith, When all their works exhibit death ; When they indulge some sinful view In all they say, and all they do. 2 The true believer fears the Lord, Obeys his precepts, keeps his word ; Commits his work to God alone, And seeks his will before his own. 3 A barren tree that bears no fruit, Brings no great glory to its root ; When on its boughs rich fruit we see, 'T is then we cry, "a goodly tree." 4 Never did men, by faith divine, To selfishness and sloth, incline; The Christian works with all his pow'r. And grieves that he can work no more. 744 C.P.M. 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 sanctifving fear. 464 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPEEIENCE. 3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, 0, let me see thy gathering frown, And feel thy warning eye ; And starting, cry from ruin's brink, Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink ! 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, Unblamable in grace ; Ready prepared and fitted here, By perfect holiness t' appear Before thy glorious face. 745 Choosing the better part. -Li. M. BESET with snares on every hand, In life's uneven path I stand : Saviour divine, diffuse thy light To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart To fix on Mary's better part ; . To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise, Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. ( ?0) 465 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 746 AlWaVS WU \ U £tt. 28 : 20. 8S & 7S. ALWAYS with us, always with us — Words of cheer and words of love; Thus the risen Saviour whispers From his dwelling-place above. 2 With us when we toil in sadness, Sowing much and reaping none, Telling us that in the future Golden harvests shall be won ; 3 With us when the storm is sweeping O'er our pathway dark and drear; - Waking hope within our bosoms, Stilling ev'ry anxious fear;. 4 With us in the lonely valley, When we cross the chilling stream, Lighting up the steps to glory With salvation's radiant beam. R 1 7 ATI Set your affection on things above. 7s & 6s TSE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Kise, from transitory things, Toward heaven, thy native place. Sun, and moon, and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above ! Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source : So a soul that's born of God Pants to view his glorious face ; Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 466 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; Press onward to the prize ; Soon your Saviour will returu Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All your sorrows left below, And earth exchang'd for heav'n. 718 CM. UNCERTAIN how the way to find, Which to salvation led, 1 listen'd long, with anxious mind, To hear what others said. 2 When some of joys and comforts told, I fear'd that I was wrong ; For I was stupid, dead and cold, Had neither joy nor song. 3 The Lord my lab'ring heart reliev'd And made my burden light; Then for a moment I believ'd, Supposing all was right. 4 Of fierce temptations others talked, Of anguish and dismay, Through what distresses they had walked, Before they found the way. 5 Ah! then I thought my hopes were vain, For I had liv'd at ease ; I wished for all my fears again, To make me more like these. 6 I had my wish, the Lord disclosed The evils of my heart; And left my naked soul exposed To Satan's fiery dart. 467 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. Alas! "I now must give it up," I cried, in deep despair; How could I dream of drawing hope From what I cannot bear !" Again my Saviour brought me aid, And when he set me free, "Trust simply on my word," he said, " And leave the rest to me." A ] 7 a Q Be perfectly joined together. C] \\ 1 Cor. 1: 10. w * L L ' LL praise to our redeeming Lord, Who joins us by his grace, And bids us, each to each restored, Together seek his face. 2 He bids us build each other up ; And, gather'd into one, To our high calling's glorious hope, We hand in hand go on. 3 The gift which he on one bestows, We all delight to prove ; The grace through ev'ry vessel flows, In purest streams of love. 4 E'en now we think and speak the same, And cordially agree — United all, through Jesus' name, In perfect harmony. 5 The kiss of peace to each we give — A plege of Christian love ; In love, while here on earth, we'll live, In love we'll dwell above. 6 Love is the golden chain that binds Believers all in one ; And he's an heir of heav'n that finds His bosom glow with love. 468 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 7^f| All is vanity. Q q «. 7 S 40V) Eccl. 20: 2. ° fc °" ti3m YAIN are all terrestrial pleasures ; Mixed with dross the purest gold ; ►Seek we then for heavenly treasures, Treasures never waxing old. Let our best affections centre On the things around the throne: There no thief can ever enter ; Moth and rust are there unknown. 2 Earthly joys no longer please us ; Here would we renounce them all; Seek our only rest in Jesus,— Him our Lord and Master call. Faith, our languid spirits cheering, Points to brighter things above; Bids us look for his appearing ; Bids us triumph in his love. 3 May our lights be always burning, And our loins be girded round, Waiting for our Lord's returning, — Longing for the welcome sound. Thus the Christian life adorning, Never need we be afraid, Should he come at night or morning, Early dawn,or even shade. w rrrz-i How shall he not also with him give us 7a Ar fis all things.— Rom. 8 : 32. *■? '°? Ub ' HAT, my soul, should bow thee Perils or temptation? ■ [down? Is not Christ upon the throne Still thy strong salvation ? 2 Cast thy burden on the Lord, Thy Almighty Saviour ; He, who death for thee endured, Surely will deliver. 469 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 3 Mention to him every want, Yea, whate'er may grieve thee ; If for comfort thou dost pant, Jesus will relieve thee. 4 Turn, my soul, unto thy rest; Quickly turn to Jesus ; In his presence thou art blest, He to thee is gracious. 5 Mourn whene'er thou hast forgot Him whose great compassion Never fails, whose blood hath bought Thy complete salvation. 6 Earthly things do not regard ; Trust in Jesus' favor; He will be thy great reward, And thy shield forever. »7KO God is our refuge and strength. n 1U" ' 7 a t°' J Mai. 3:2. * S - THROUGH the furnace, through the heat, There, beneath the hammer's beat, Through temptations manifold, Comes my soul like burnished gold. 2 Through the fires that purge the dross, Through the anguish to the cross, Buried with my Saviour slain, So with him I live again. 3 Through the warfare and the strife, Through the toils and tears of life, Then my weary feet shall stand Safe within the goodly land. 4 Sick and faint beneath thy rod, Trembling at thy stroke, 6 God ; Yet I know thou thus dost make Me thy holiness partake. 5 Lord, through furnace or through flood Still I come to thee, my God ; 'Mid affliction's burning flame, Yet I glory in thy name. 6 When my soul is purified, Saviour, take me to thy side ; There, from every trial free, May I sweetly rest with thee. 472 CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 756 Trust in Jesus. 8s & 7s. TRUST in Jesus, weeping mourner ! Fear not ! he is guiding thee ; By the stream of living waters "He is leading tenderly. 2 All thy tearful supplications Fall upon his list'ning ear; He will grant relief in anguish, And have pity on thy prayer. 3 Though thy path be rough and lonely, He will never lead astray: He is guiding thee with wisdom, By a straight, though painful way. 4 Every step he takes before thee, Whispering comfort all the while ; He will brighten thy sad spirit, And thine hours of grief beguile. 5 By the waters so refreshing Thou shalt never fainting be ; For the loving arms of Jesus Are around to shelter thee. 6 All along thy pathway flowing Is this stream of life divine ; Thou art passing on to glory, And a Father's care is thine. 757 L. M. COME to thee, I come to tnee ! Thou precious Lamb, who died for me, I rest confiding on thy word, And " cast my burden on the Lord." I come to thee with all my grief; Dear Saviour, help my unbelief; Thy blessed name my only plea — With this, Lord, I come to thee ! 473 I PUBLIC WORSHIP. 1 come to thee, whose sovereign power Can cheer me in the darkest hour; I come to thee, through storm and shade, For thou hast said — "Be not afraid." I come to thee with all my tears, My pain and sorrow, doubts and fears; Thou precious Lamb, who died for me, I come to thee, I come to thee! To thee my trembling spirit flies, When faith, grows weak, and comfort dies I bow adoring at thy feet, And hold with thee communion sweet. O, wondrous love ! 0, joy divine ! To feel thee near and call thee mine ! Thou precious Lamb, who died for me, J come to thee, I come to thee! PUBLIC WORSHIP. 758 God's paternal love and care. 0. M. GOD, on thee we all depend, On thy paternal care ; Thou wilt the Father and the Friend In ev'iy act appear. 2 With open hand and lib'ral heart, Thou wilt onr wants supply ; The needful blessings still impart, And no good thing deny. 3 Our Father knows what's good and fit, And wisdom guides his love ; To thine appointments we submit, And ev'ry choice approve. 4 In thy paternal love and care, With cheerful hearts we trust; Thy tender mercies boundless are, And all thy thoughts are just. 474 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 5 We can not want while God provide? ; What he ordains, is best; And heav'n, whate'er we want besides, Will give eternal rest. 7X Q Sower and reaper rejoicing in the end. T . ]\ f 3" John. 4: 33. ■** m * &REAT Husbandman, at thy command, We sow thy seed with liberal hand, — And mindful of thy heavenly call, Onward we go, forsaking all. 2 On, through the sad and weary years, We sow the precious seed with tears; And stay our hearts in faith sublime, W T ith prospects of the harvest time. 3 Not long shall we in sorrow go, Not long endure earth's toil and woe ; For he who bids us sow and weep, Shall call us then in joy to reap. 4 Then shall the trembling mourner come, And bind his sheaves and bear them home ; The voice long broke with sighs shall sing, Till heaven with hallelujahs ring. 5 Thick on the hills of light shall stand The gathered sheaves from every land ; While they that sow, and they that reap, The " Harvest Home" in glory keep. 760 The universal King. S. M, rIOME, sound his praise abroad, ) And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown, He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 475 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 3 Conie, worship at his throne ; Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his work, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod; Come, like the children of his choice, And own your gracious God. 761 For public worship. 0. M. LORD, our languid souls inspire, For here we trust thou art! Send down a coal of heav'nly fire To warm each waiting heart. 2 Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hopes to raise ; And pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise. 3 Within these walls, let hoi}' - peace And love, and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 5 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our pray'rs ; And in the presence of our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 6 And may the gospel's joyful sound, Enforced by mighty grace, Awaken sinners all around To come and fill the place. 476 H' PUBLIC WORSHIP. 762 Before baptism or the communion. 0. M. OW great, how solemn is the work Which we attend to-day! Now for a holy, solemn frame, God, to thee we pray. 2 may we feel as once we felt, When pain'd and griev'd at heart, Thy kind, forgiving, melting look, Keliev'd our ev'ry smart. 3 Awake our Jove, our fear, our hope, Wake fortitude and joy ; Vain world, begone; let things above Our happy thoughts employ. 4 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, To heav'n our passions raise ; That hence our lives, our all, may be Devoted to thy praise. n'fjo Acceptable worshvp. (J "Vf THE on'rings to thy throne which rise, Of mingled praise and pray'r. Are but a worthless sacrifice. Unless the heart is there. 2 Upon thine all-discerning ear Let no vain words intrude ; No tribute but the vow sincere — The tribute of the good. 3 My off 'rings will indeed be blest, If sanctified by thee — If thy pure Spirit touch my breast With its own purity. 4 0, may that Spirit warm my heart To piecy and love, And to life's lowly vale impart Some rays from heav'n above. 477 FtJBLIC WORSHIP. fJRA The increase of God. n tvt /04 lCor.3: 6. Kj - M - OGOD, by whom the seed is giv'n, By whom the harvest blest; [heav'n, Whose word, like manna shower'd from Is planted in our breast. 2 Preserve it from the passing feet, And plund'rers of the air; The sultry sun's intenser heat, And weeds of worldly care! 3 Though buried deep, or thinly strewn, Do thou thy grace supply; The hope in earthly furrows sown Shall ripen in the sky. 765 Mel for worship. 0. M. HERE, in the presence of our God, We've met to seek thy face; 0, let us feel th' eternal word, And feast upon thy grace. 2 0, may this be a happy hour, To ev'ry mourning soul ; Display thy love, make known thy pow'r, And make the wounded whole. 3 0, may a spark of heav'nly fire Each stupid soul inflame, And sacred love our tongues inspire, To praise thy worthy name. 4 Let ev'ry soul the Saviour see, And taste his love divine ; And ev'ry heart forever be United, Lord, with thine. 766 0. M. THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes Our inmost thoughts perceive, Accept the grateful sacrifice Which now to thee we give. 473 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 2 Is there a soul that knows thee not, Nor feels his need of thee, A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tree? 3 Convince him now of unbelief: His desp'rate state explain ; And fill his heart with sacred grief And penitential pain. ■i Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, And bid. the sleeper rise ; And bid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. ft an In whom xoe have redemption through 1 1 o < » « his blood.— Eph. 1, 7. - LJ - , -• COME, children of Zion, and help us to sing Loud anthems of praise to our Saviour and King ; Whose life once was given our souls to redeem, And bring us to heaven to reign there with him. 2 In regions of darkness, and sorrow, and pains, We all lay in ruin, in prison and chains ; But Jesus has bought us with his precious blood — The ransom provided to bring us to God. 3 O come to the Saviour and take up the cross, Seek treasure in heaven, count all else but dross ; His mercy invites us, then let us comply, O, why should we linger when he is so high? i We'll fear not the dangers that lie in our way, His arm will protect us, by night and by day ; All this we must suiter, and love him the more, Till Jesus will take us where sufferings are o'er. 768 Be/ore sermon. CM. HPHE saints appear, to tread the courts JL Of their dear God below ; Behold, the multitude resorts, To hear the trumpet blow. 2 Lord God! appear for our relief, What can we do alone? Come, Saviour, banish unbelief, And take us for thine own. 3 Our eyes, O Lord, are unto thee, Assist us, Lord, we pray ; 479 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 0, may thy Spirit present be; O Lord, thy power display. 4 Jesus, let us thy gospel hear, Teach us to know thy voice; Make ev'ry stubborn sinner fear, And all thy saints rejoice. 5 Come. Lord, nor let us be dismay'd ; Lord, hear thy people pray ; And let thy mercy be display'd Amongst us here this day. 6 May sinners hear thy pow'rful call, And thy salvation see ; So shall our hearts, both one and ali, Sing songs of praise to thee. 769 Before preaching. S. M. LORD, at thy sacred feet, Joyful would we appear ; Within thy earthly temple meet, To see thy glory here. 2 We come to worship thee, For thou art God alone ; In humble pray'r to bend the knee Before thy holy throne. 3 Thy word is our delight, Thy truth will make us free ; 'T is from thyself a heavenly light, It leads our souls to thee. 4 Thy goodness we behold, While in thy presence, Lord ; Thy wondrous truth and love unfold, The treasures of thy word. r 7 r 7(\ This is my body which is broken for you. H M « •" 1 Cor. 11: 24. Kj ' m « TO-DAY Emmanuel feeds his sheep, The purchase of his blood; To-day Jehovah keeps a feast, For all the sons of God. 480 SOCIAL WOESHIP. 2 The bread of God is freely given, The food of saints above — That blessed bread sent down from heaven, The food of pardoning love. 3 let us all this love adore, And raise our final song Until we shall, forevermore, To him our praise prolong. 77 1 Resignation, and blissful hope. L>. M. MY dearest Lord, in love appear, And banish every guilty fear; Increase my faith, confirm my hope / And lift my drooping spirit up. 2 Should all forsake, my God is kind ! Make me to all thy will resigned ; And when disease my frame decays. Thy promise can my comforts raise. 3 And when my earthly house breaks down, bear me to thy blissful throne, To view the Lamb that once was slain, My life, my portion and my gain. 4 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, What God hath for his saints prepared : There sin and sorrow never come ; 1 long for that eternal home. SOCIAL WORSHIP. 772 Sweet prayer. lis. WHEN torn is the bosom "by sorrow or cure, Be it ever so simple, there 's nothing like prayer ; It comforts, it softens, subdues, yet sustains, Bids hope rise exulting-, and passion restrains ; Prayer, prayer, O sweet prayer, Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer. 2 When far from the friends that are dearest we part, What fond recollections still cling to the heart ; Past scenes and enjoyments live painfully there ; And restless we languish till peace comes iii prayer, • Prayer, prayer, &c. (31) 481 G ( SOCIAL WORSHIP. 3 When earthly delusions would lead us astray In folly's gay mazes, or sin's treach'rous way, How strong the enchantment, how fatal the snare ! But, looking to Jesus, we conquer by prayer. Prayer, prayer, &c. 4 While strangers to prayer, we are strangers to bliss ; The world has no refuge, no solace like this ; And till we the seraph's full ecstacy share, Our chalice of joy must be guarded by prayer. Prayer, prayer, &c. 773 "Enter into thy closet." 7s & 6s. when the morning shineth, Go when the noon is bright, Go when the eve declineth, Go in the hush of night ; Go with pure mind and feeling, Fling earthly thoughts away, And, in thy closet kneeling, Do thou in secret pray. 2 Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself, in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And blend with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name. 774 Another day. G.M. CONSIDER, man, another day Has joined the many past, Which brings us further on the way, Where all the living haste. 2 Unceasing we must journey on, In life there is no stay : As many have before us gone, So we must pass away. 482 SOCIAL WORSHIP. ( Prayer the balm for sorrow. 7s & 6s. OWHEN the tear is gushing From sorrow's faded eye, When gathering storms are rushing Across the gloomy sky, When the full heart is breaking, And hope is far away, How sweet, the world forsaking, Alone with God, to pray ! 2 The mourner, lowly bending, Flies to the Saviour's feet, And healing balm, descending From Mercy's holy seat, The joy that earth gives never, Sheds o'er the troubled breast; And peace that lasts for ever Lulls every care to rest. 3 0, weary child of sadness, Pilgrim bereft and lone, Behold the fount of gladness, Springing from heaven's throne ; Each want and sin confessing, On Christ thy burden lay, And learn how rich the blessing, Alone with God, to pray ! ) Morning prayer. C M. OMAY I love, at early day To rise, when all is still, And hear my Saviour kindly say, " Come, ask me what ye will." 2 may I love to search his law, To hear his words of love, And feel his Spirit sweetly draw Mv soul to " things above." 483 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 3 may I love to ask, in prayer, His Spirit's guiding ray — Through every scene of anxious care, v Through life's bewildered way. 4 Thus let me spend each rising hour, Thus close my latest days, Till I shall wake, to sleep no more, Where prayer is changed to praise. HTfrt While I was musing. Q Q «r 7a ' » ' Psalm 39: 3. ° b * ' b> SILENTLY the shades of evening Gather round my lowly door ; Silently they bring before me Faces I shall see no more. 2 ! the lost, the unforgotten, Though the world be oft forgot ; 0! the shrouded and the lonely — In our hearts they perish not. 3 Living in the silent hours, Where our spirits only blend, They, unlink'd with earthly trouble ; We, still hoping for its end. 4 How such holy mem'ries cluster. Like the stars when storms are past ; Pointing up to that far heaven We may hope to gain at last. 778 Morning hymn. 8 s & 7s. WHEN the joyous day is dawning, And the happy light we see, We, who live in life's pure morning, Father, would remember thee. 2 While in quiet we were sleeping, Kindly, though we knew it not, Thou a guardian watch wert keeping: Never is thy child forgot. 484 PKAYER MEETING. PEAYEE MEETING. 779 Opening of a prayer-meeting. CM. WE'RE met, Lord, before thy throne, To worship and adore — i , And now to thee we raise our hearts t .. Thy mercy to implore. uve*ut 2 Mercy and grace is what we want, To fit us for the skies; And grace we need, whene'er we bring Oar humble sacrifice. 3 Without it, Lord, we cannot sing ; Nor know we how to pray, Except by it we're truly taught Both how, and what to say. 4 Then bow thine ear, and hear our pray'r, Thy grace on us bestow ; So we will love and serve thee more, While pilgrims here below. 780 Invocation. C. M. C^IOME, thou King of all thy saints, J Our humble tribute own, While, with our praises and complaints, We bow before-thy throne. 2 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies ! 3 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine And fill thy dwellings here ; Till life, and love, and joy divine, A heaven on earth appear. 4 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say,. Come, great Eedeemer, come, And bring the bright, the glorious day That calls thy children home. ' 485 PRAYER MEETING. 781 Come, let us pray. 8s & 6s, COME, let us pray : — 't is sweet to feei That God himself is near ; That, while we at his footstool kneel, His mercy deigns to hear; Though sorrows crowd life's dreary way, This is our solace — let us pray. 2 Come, let us pray: — the burning brow, The heart opprest with care, And all the woes that throng us now, Will be relieved by pray'r: Jesus will smile our griefs away ; O, glorious thought! — come, let us pray. 3 Come, let us pray: — the sin-sick soul Her weight of guilt must feel ; But hark ! the glorious tidings roll, Whilst here we humbly kneel: Jesus will wash that guilt away, And pardon grant; — then let us pray. 4 Come, let us pray : — the mercy-sea* Invites the fervent pray'r; And Jesus ready stands to greet The contrite spirit there: O loiter not, nor longer stay From him who loves us ; — let us pray ! fjQi) O my God, lam ashamed, and blush to C] "Vf « 0-" lift up my face to tfiee.— Ezra ix. 6. w * ' LET me lie prostrate on the ground, And veil my blushing face ; So deep, so dreadful is my wound. I seek a hiding-place. 2 ' T was sin that made this wound in me, Then let me hate its name ; 'T was sin— 0, whither shall I flee? I lie consum'd in shame 486 PRAYER MEETING. Well may I tremble at his pow'r, He's holy, just and wise : Why has he spared me to this hour, Whose guilt for vengeance cries ? Jesus yet stands before the throne, And pleads for sinners there ; Then let me lean on him alone, Till he subdues my fear. By faith in him I now will come, And lift my eyes to heav'n ; He will my secret groans perfume, And shew my sins forgiv'n. Throne of grace. C M. LORD, to us, assembled here, Reveal thy smiling face ; While we, by faith, with love and fear, Approach a throne of grace. 2 With holy boldness may we come, Though of a sinful race ; Thankful to find there yet is room Before the throne of grace. 3 Thy tender pity and thy love Our every fear can chase ; And all our help, we then shall prove, Comes from the throne of grace. 4 We bless thee for thy word and laws ; We bless thee for thy peace ; And 0, we bless thee, Lord, because There is a throne of grace. 784 Close of a Prayer Heeling. M. 1 S. "F ' tis sweet to mingle where Christians meet for social prayer; If ' tis sweet with them to raise Songs of holy joy and praise — Passing sweet that state must be, Where they meet eternally. 487 r H ( PEAYEE MEETING. 2 Saviour, may these meetings prove Antepasts to that above; While we worship in this place, May we grow from grace to grace. Till we each, in his degree, Fit for endless glory be. 785 Morning Prayer Meeting. S. M. OW sweet the melting lay, Which breaks upon the ear, When, at the hour of rising day, Christians unite in pray'r. 2 The breezes waft their cries Up to Jehovah's throne ; He listens to their humble sighs, And sends his blessings down. 3 So Jesus rose to pray Before the morning light- Once on the chilling mount did stay, And wrestle all the night. 4 Glory to God on high, Who sends his blessings down To rescue souls condemned to die, And make his people one. 786 Noon-day worship. L. M. HOW sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord ! Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, According to thy faithful word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee: Lord, behold us at thy feet; Let this the gate of heaven be. 3 "Chief of ten thousand," now appear, That we, by faith, may view thy face: O speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill the place! 488 PRAYER MEETING. 787 Opening an experience meeting. Li. M. "VTOW we are met in holy fear, _IM To hear the happy saints declare The free compassion of a God, The virtue of a Saviour's blood. 2 Jesus, assist them now to tell What they have felt, and what they feel; Saviour, help them to express The wonders of triumphant grace. 3 While lo the church they freely own What for their souls the Lord hath done, We'd join to praise eternal love, And heighten all the joys above. 788 Seeking God early. C .M. EARLY, my God without delay, I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen thy glory and thy power, Through all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Thus, till my last expiring breath, I'll bless my God and King : Thus will I lift my hands to pray And tune my lips to sing. 789 Behold the Lamb of God. CM. BEHOLD, behold the Lamb of God ! That takes away our guilt ; Behold th' atoning, precious blood, That for our sins was spilt. 489 PRAYER MEETING. 2 O sinner, now to Christ draw near, Invited by his word — The chief of sinners need not fear ; Behold the Lamb of God ! 3 In every state, and time, and place, Nought plead but Jesus' blood , However wretched be your state, Behold the Lamb of God ! 7 90 Christ's presence. 8s & 6s. ^TTTHERE two or three together meet, VV My love and mercy to repeat, And tell what I have done, There will I be, " said God, "to bless, And every burden'd soul redress, Who worships at my throne." 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, Speak to each heart some cheering word To set the spirit free ; Impart a kind, celestial show'r, And grant that we may spend an hour In fellowship with thee. 791 Close of an experience meeting. Jj. M. WE now have heard our brethren tell How they escap'd the snares of hell : They all relate that conqu'ring grace, Which gives them in the church a place. 2 The testimony they have giv'n, Now proves that they are heirs of heav'n ; Like angels may they shine at last, When all this storm of life is past. 792 Union with Christ. 8s & 7s. COME, saints and sinners, hear me tell, The wonders of Immanuel : Who sav'd me from a burning hell, ' 490 PRAYER MEETING. And brought my soul with him to dwell, And gave me heav'nly union. 2 When Jesus saw me from on high, Beheld my soul in ruin lie, He look'd on me with pitying eye, And said to me, as he pass'd by, With God you have no union. 3 Then I began to pray and cry ; I look'd this way and that to fly ; It grieved me sore that I must die ; I sought salvation for to buy; Bat still I found no union. 4 Bat when I hated all my sin. My dear Redeemer took me in, And with his blood he wash'd me clean; And, ! what seasons I have seen, E'er since I felt this union. 5 I prais'd the Lord both night and day, I went from house to house to pray ; And if I met one on the way, I always something found to say About this heav'nly union. 6 Almighty God, teach heart and tongue To thee to raise a grateful song : All praises to thv name belong ; Let Zion sing, " Thy kingdom come," And fill the world with union. 793 The soul given up to Christ. S. M. ND can I yet delay My little all to give- To tear my soul from earth away, My Jesas to receive? Nay, but I yield — I yield ! I can hold out no more : I sink, by dying love compell'd, And own thee conqueror. 491 A ] PSAYER MEETING. 3 Though late, I all forsake, My friends, my all resign ; Gracious Redeemer, take, 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. 791 Self-dedication. CM. WELCOME, Saviour, to my heart ; Possess thy humble throne ; Bid every rival hence depart, And claim me for thine own. 2 The world and Satan I forsake, — To thee I all resign ; My longing heart, Jesus, take, And fill with love divine. 3 0, may I never turn aside, Nor from thy bosom flee ; Let nothing here my heart divide, — ■ I give it all to thee. 795 Burdened sovZs invited. 0. M. YE burdened souls, to Jesus come ; You need not be afraid ; He loves to hear poor sinners cry — He loves to hear them plead. 2 Ye humble souls, to Jesus come ; 'T is he who made you see Your wretched, ruin'd, helpless state, Your guilt and misery. 3 Christ is a friend to mourning souls — Then why should you despair, Since Saul and Mary Madgalene Found grace and mercy there ? 492 PRAYER MEETING. Burdened sinners invited. M. 7s. COME, ye weary souls oppressed ; Find in Christ the promised rest ; On him all your burdens roll, — He can wound, and he make whole. Ye who dread the wrath of God, Come, and wash in Jesus' blood ; To the Son of David cry : — In his word he's passing by. Naked, guilty, poor and blind, All your wants in Jesus find ; This the day of mercy is: Now accept the proffer'd bliss. Wilt thou revive us again f o. M. LORD ! thy work revive In Zion's gloomy hour ; And let our dying graces live By thy restoring pow'r. 2 O, let thy chosen few Awake to earnest pray'r ; Their solemn vows again renew And walk in filial fear! 3 Thy Spirit then will speak Through lips of humble clay, Till hearts of adamant shall break, Till rebels shall obey. 3 Now lend thy gracious ear, Now listen to our cry ; O, come and bring salvation near ! — Our souls on thee rely. 798 Tlianks rendered, etc. CM. COME, let us strike our harps afresh To great Jehovah's name ; Sweet be the accents of our tongues, When we his love proclaim. 493 PRAYER MEETING. 2 'T was by his bidding we w r ere call'd . In pain awhile to part ; 'T is by his care we meet again, And gladness fills our heart. 2 Blest be the hand that has preserv'd Our feet from every snare, And blest the goodness of the Lord, Which to this hour we share. 4 0, may the Spirit's quick'ning pow'r Now sanctify our joy, And warm our zeal, in works of love Our talents to employ. 5 Fast, fast our minutes fly away ; Soon shall our wand'rings cease ; Then with our Father we shall dwell, A family of peace. 799 Christian fellowship. L. M. KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which only he can give. 2 May he, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above; Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. 3 Forgotten be each worldly theme, When Christians meet together thus ; We only wish to speak of him' Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 4 We'll talk of all he did, and said, And suffer'd for us here below : The path he marked for us to tread, And what he's doing for us now. 494 PRAYER MEETING. 5 Thus — as the moments pass away — We'll love, and wonder, and adore; And hasten on that glorious day When we shall meet to part no more. Qflfl Grateful acknowledgments. n \f OUU Psalm 116 : 12. ^- - VJ - WHAT shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My off'ring shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How happy all thy servants are! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 4 Now I am thine— for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand has loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 5 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. 801 " Look to Jesus." 7s. *' T OOK to Jesus ! " See, he stands I i Holding forth his bleeding hands, Saying. " Come to me for rest, And be sav'd among the blest! " 2 " Look to Jesus !" Sinner, come ! Without Christ, behold your doom ; Present pain and endless hell ! Come, and all mav vet be well ! 495 PEAYER MEETING. 3 "Look to Jesus!" Mourner, hear Mercy wliisp'ring in your ear ; " Though your sins as scarlet be, I can cleanse, and set you free." 4 "Look to Jesus!" weeping one! Hope, for thou art not undone: Those are blest who shed such tears; He will hush thy doubts and fears. 5 " Look to Jesus! " Christian, look ! Thy dear name is in his book ; Read it there, and with delight, Humbly seek perfection's height. 6 " Look to Jesus ! " Joy in life, Cure for sin, and end of strife ; Life in death, and endless bliss Where the blessed Saviour is! Qno He forgetlelh not. TT AT Isa.49: 15. JD - 1Vi - THOU that hearest prayer ! Attend our humble cry; And let thy servants share Thy blessing from on high ; We plead the promise of thy word, Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry ; If they, with love sincere, Their children's wants supply ; Much more wilt thou thy love display And answer when thy children pray. 3 Our heavenly Father, Thou; We, children of thy grace : Oh, let thy Spirit now Descend and fill the place, That all may feel the heavenly flame, And all unite to praise thy name. 496 PRAYER MEETING. $0 3 ^.^ Ms paths are peace. 8 S. WE go the way that leads to God, The way that saints have ever trod ; So let us leave this sinful shore, For realms where we shall die no more. 2 The ways of God are ways of bliss, And all his paths are happiness ; Then, weary souls, your sighs give o'er, "We're going home, to die no more. 3 Come, sinners, come — oh! come along, And join our happy pilgrim throng ! Farewell, vain world, and all your store, We're going home, to die no more. 804 Joys of the Christian. L. M. PRESERVED by thy almighty pow'r, O Lord, our Maker, Saviour, King, And brought to see this happy hour, We come thy praises here to sing. 2 We praise thee for thy constant care, For life preserved, for mercies given; may we still those mercies share ; And taste the joys of sins forgiven. 3 We praise thee for the joyful news 8f pardon through a Saviour's blood : Lord, incline our hearts to choose The way to happiness and God. 4 And when our work on earth is done, Grant, Lord, that we in heaven may see Each other faces 'round thy throne, And there forever happy be. 805 We shall meet again. L. M. ONCE more we press the hand and part, For we must say farewell again ; Yet_ still we mingle heart with heart, Linked by a never-broken chain. (32) 497 H MISSIONARY. Still one in life, and one in death, One in our hope laid up above, One in our joy, our trust, our faith, One in each other's steadfast love. Yet we must part, and, parting, weep; What else has earth for us in store But farewell pangs so sharp and deep, And farewell words so sad and sore ? But we shall meet again in peace, To sing the song of festal joy, Where none shall bid oar gladness cease, And naught our fellowship destroy. 806 A hiding-place. Ij. M. "AIL, wondrous love, that first began The scheme to rescue fallen man ! Hail matchless, free, eternal grace, That made for me a hiding-place! 2 Against that God who rules on high, The purpose of my heart did lie ; I fought the councils of his grace — Too proud to seek a hiding-place ! 3 Encompass'd with a fearful night, And fond of darkness more than light, Madly I ran a sinful race, Despising mercy's hiding-place ! 4 But lo ! a heavenly voice I heard, And Jesus to my soul appeared, And offered me his saving grace, And thus became my hiding-place ! MISSIONARY. 807 The appeal 7s & 6s. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand : 498 MISSIONARY. From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Can we to men benighted The lamp of light deny ? Salvation, salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learn'd Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story ; And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole : Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain. Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. 808 Missionary' 's farewell. OS, 7s & YES, my native land, I love thee; All thy scenes, I love them well; Friends, connections, happy country, Can I bid you all farewell? Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell? 499 MISSIONARY. 2 Home, thy joys are passing lovely — Joys no stranger-heart can tell ; Happy home, indeed I love thee: Can I — can I say, " farewell?" Can I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell? 3 Yes, I hasten from yon gladly — From the scenes I love so well : Far away, ye billows, bear me : Lovely native land, farewell: Pleased I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell. 4 In the deserts let me labor; On the mountains let me tell How he died — the blessed Saviour — To redeem a world from hell : Let me hasten, Far in heathen lands to dwell. 5 Bear me on, thou reckless ocean ; Let the winds my canvass swell: Heaves my heart with warm emotion, While I go far hence to dwell: Glad I bid thee, Native land, farewell — farewell! 8H9 Missionaries commended lo God. CM FATHER of mercies, condescend To hear our fervent pray'r, While these our brethren we commend To thy paternal care. 2 Before them set an open door ; Their faithful labors bless; On them thy Holy Spirit pour, And crown them with success. 3 Endow them with a heavenly mind; Supply their every need; Make them in spirit meek, resign'd, But bold in word and deed. 500 MISSIONARY. 4 In every tempting, trying hour, Uphold them by thy grace ; And guard them by thy mighty pow'r, Till they shall end their race. 5 Then, follow'd by a numerous train, Gather'd from heathen lands, A crown of life may they obtain From their Redeemer's hands. Qlf) As ye go, preach. Q TVf °A U Matt. 10:7. °* iVJ ■ YE messengers of Christ, Hissov'reign voice obey ; Arise and follow where he leads — And peace attend your way. 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promis'd aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose ; The cause is God's, and must prevail In spite of all his foes. 4 Go, spread a Saviour's fame, And tell his matchless grace To the most guilty and deprav'd Of Adam's num'rous race. 5 We wish you, in his name, The most divine success ; Assur'd that he who sends you forth Will your endeavors bless. 811 7s&6s. "0, reapers of life's harvest! Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round you, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come ? 501 ff SPIRITUAL DECLENSION. The golden morn is passing. Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2 Thrust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain ; The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again. Thy Master calls for reapers, And shall he call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? 3 Come down from hill and mountain, In morning's ruddy glow ; Nor wait until the dial Points to the noon below; And come with the strong sinew, Nor faint in heat and cold ; And pause not till the evening Draws round its wealth of gold. 4 Mount up the heights of wisdom, And crush each error low ; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission — The service of the Lord ; And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward. SPIRITUAL DECLENSION. 812 O, that l were as in months past ! 0. M. SWEET was the time when first I felt The Saviour's pard'ning blood, Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the light the morn renew'd, His praises tun'd my tongue ; And when the evening shades prevail'd His love was all my song. 502 SPIRITUAL DECLENSION. 3 In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine; And when I read his holy word, I call'd each promise mine. 4 Then to his saints I often spoke Of what his love had done; But now my heart is almost broke, For all my joys are gone. 5 Now, when the evening shade prevails, My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 6 Eise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 0, make my soul thy care ! I know thy mercy cannot fail ; Let me that mercy share. 813 Remember LoVs wife. lis. YE careless professors, who rest on your lees, Amklst your vain pleasures, your profit and ease, Now God says, "Arise and escape for your life," And look not behind you; — "Remember Lot's wife." 2 Awake from your slumber, the warning receive ; 'Tis Jesus that warns.you, the message believe ; While dangers are pending, " Escape for your life, And look not behind you ; remember Lot's wife.'' 3 The first bold apostate will tempt you to stray, And tell you no clangers are found in the way*; He means to deceive you ; 4i Escape for your'life, And look not behind you ; remember Lot's wife." 4 How many poor souls has the serpent beguil'd, With vspecious temptations how many defll'd ; Then be not deluded ; " Escape for your life, And look not behind you; remember Lot's wife." 5 The ways of religion true pleasures afford ; No pleasures can equal the joys of the Lord ; Forsake then the world, and " Escape for your life, And look not behind you; remember Lot's wife." 6 But if you determine the call to refuse, And venture the way of destruction to choose, For hell you must part with the blessings of life, And then, if not now, vou'll r-emember Lot's wife. "503 SPIRITUAL DECLENSION. 814 Loss of first love. C. M. THAT I were as heretofore, When warm in my firsjb love; I only lived my God t' adore, And seek the things above. 2 Upon my head his candle shone, And, lavish of his grace, With cords of love he drew me on, And half unveil'd his face. 3 Far, far above all earthly things, Triumphantly I rode ; I soared to heaven on eagles' wings, And found, and talk'd with God. 4 Where am I now? from what a height Of happiness cast down ! The glory's swallow'd up in night, And faded is the crown. 5 God, thou art my home, my rest, For which I sigh in pain; How shall I 'scape into thy breast? My Eden how regain? 815 The barren fig tree. 7 s. BARREN still this tree is found, Lo! it cumbers still the ground ; Culture it has had for years, But as yet no fruit appears. Cut it down, — why all this toil? It no more shall curse the soil. 2 But the dresser cries, " Forbear ! Let it stand another year : Still it shall my care employ; Then, if fruit appears, with joy At thy feet it shall be laid. And my care be well repaid." 3 Lord, this parable's for me ; I'm that dead and fruitless tree ; 504 SPIRITUAL DECLENSION. I within the vineyard stand, Planted by thy gracious hand ; Yet with all the dresser's care, Scarcely any fruit I bear. 4 I have peaceful Sabbath days, I have hours of pray'r and praise: Faithful sermons, they are mine, Threat'nings, promises divine, All that wsidom could devise, Lent in mercy from the skies. 5 Yet my heart is cold and dead, Like a branch that's withered; Yet my hands inactive prove, To promote the cause I love ; Blessed Jesus! can there be Life in such a barren tree? 6 ! for grace this year to be All that God delights to see ; O ! for wisdom from above, Every moment to improve; And when time has pass'd away, 0, for mercy in that day ! ■ Returning to God. Q J£ HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! Yet sovereign mercy calls, " Eeturn !" Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 0, take the wanderer home ! And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardoned rebel live. To speak thy wondrous love ? 505 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 4 Almighty grace ! thy healing pow'r, How glorious — how divine! That can to life and bliss restore A heart so vile as mine. 5 Thy pardoning love— so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore; keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. 817 Returning to God's people. 7s. PEOPLE of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found 2 Now to you my spirit turns, Turns — a fugitive unblest; Brethren, where your altar burns, O, receive me into rest ! 3 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the clouds, the wind, the wave ; Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave 4 Aline the God whom you adore — Your Redeemer shall be mine: Earth can fill my soul no more— Every idol I resign. SPECIAL OCCASIONS. OiO Pardon implored in danger. OS & «S. k RE AD Jehovah ! God of nations ! From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications; Now for their deliv'rance rise. D 2 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, In thy holy place we bend : Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning ; Hear us, spare us, and defend. 506 SPECIAL OOJAS1.0SE. 3 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding — Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that mercy veil transgression ; Let that blood our guilt efface ; Save thy people from oppression ; Save from spoil thy holy place. 819 Praise for national blessings. L. M ALMIGHTY Sov'reign of the skies To thee let son^s of gladness rise, Each grateful heart its tribute bring, And every voice thy goodness sing. 2 From thee our choicest blessings flow ; Life, health and strength thy handsbestow : The daily good thy creatures share, Springs from thy providential care. 3 The rich profusion nature yields, The harvest waving o'er the fields, The cheering light, refreshing show'r, Are gifts from thy exhaustless store; 4 From thee proceed domestic ties ; Connubial bliss, parental joys ; On thy support the nations stand, Obedient to thy high command. 5 Let every pow'r of heart and tongue, Unite to swell the grateful song; While age and youth in chorus join, To praise the majesty divine. H20 The joy in harvest. L. M. aREAT God, as seasons disappear, And changes mark the rolling year, Thy favor still doth crown our days, And we would celebrate thy praise. 2 The harvest song we would repeat : — "Thou givest us the finest wheat;" 507 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. " The joy of harvest," we have known : The praise, Lord, is all thine own. 3 Our tables spread, our garners stor'd, O give us hearts to bless the Lord ! Forbid it, Source of light and love, Our hearts and lives should barren prove. 4 Another harvest comes apace : Mature our spirits by thy grace, That we may calmly meet the blow The sickle gives to us below. 5 That so, when angel reapers come To gather sheaves to thy blest home, Our spirits may be borne on high To thy safe garner in the sky. 821 The God of harvest. 6s & 4s. THE God of harvest praise ; In loud thanksgiving raise Hand, heart and voice ; The valleys smile and sing, Forests and mountains ring, The plains their tribute bring, The streams rejoice. 2 Yea, bless his holy name,_ And purest thanks proclaim Through all the earth ; To glory in your lot Is duty — but be not God's benefits forgot, Amidst your mirth 3 The God of harvest praise ; Hands, hearts and voices, raise With sweet accord ; From field to garner throng, Bearing your sheaves along, And in your harvest song Bless ye the Lord. 508 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 822 Travler's melody. 8s, 7s & 4. THOU who art the ever present And all-seeing gracious God, Make our journey useful, pleasant, Guard and bless us on the road ; As we travel— Trav'ling still to thine abode. 2 In this journey, and life's travel, Go with us — thy love display ; May we see a bright to-morrow Through the storm-clouds of to-day ; Give thine angels Charge to keep us on the way. QOQ The Christian voyage. Qo Ar A. °*3 Heb. 6:19. ° b * * WHEN for eternal worlds we steer, And seas are calm, and skies are And faith, in lively exercise, [clear, Sees distant fields of Canaan rise, The soul for joy then spreads her wings, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, Vain world, adieu. 2 With cheerful hope, her eyes explore Each land-mark on the distant shore, The trees of life, the pastures green, The golden streets, the crystal stream : Again for joy she spreads her wings. And loud her lovely sonnet sings, I'm going home. 3 The nearer still "she draws to land, More eager all her powers expand ; With steady helm, and free-bent sail, Her anchor drops within the vail — ■ And now for joy she folds her wings, And her celestial sonnet sings, I'm safe at home. 509 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 824 Reign of intemperance. C. M. INTEMPERANCE, like a raging flood, Is sweeping o'er the land ; Its dire effects, in tears and blood, Are traced on every hand. 2 It still flows on, and bears away Ten thousands to their doom ; Who shall the mighty torrent stay. And disappoint the tomb? 3 Almighty God, no hand but thine Can check this flowing tide ; Stretch out thine arm of power divine, And bid the flood subside. 4 Dry up the source from whence it flows ; Destroy its fountain-head ; That dire intemp'rance and its woes No more the earth o'erspread. 8*25 The fast-revolving year. C. M. T) EMARK, my soul, the narrow bound J\j Of the revolving year ; How swift the weeks complete their round ! How short the months appear! 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done. God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass The swift revolving year, And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Arrest, Lord, my wand'ring heart, Its great concerns to see, That I may act the Christian part, And give the year to thee. 51.0 N' SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise ; Or this shall bear my waiting soul To joys beyond the skies. 826 Autumn. C. M. "OW let us raise our voices high, "And bless the liberal hand Of him who rules above the sky, And smiles upon the land. 2 He gives us fruitful trees and fields, — The autumn's ample store; With all the comforts nature yields, To bless both rich and poor. 3 But autumn does not lessons teach Of gratitude alone : It brings its warning voice, to reach Our hearts, so thoughtless grown. 4 It warns us, by each chilly eve, And every shortening day — By every fading, dropping leaf — We, too, must pass away. 5 May holy love and fear combine, Our conduct to control; And rich supplies of grace divine, Renew and save each soul. 827 Prayer of the aged. C. M. ETERNAL God, enthroned on high, Whom angel hosts adore — Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh; Thy presence I implore. 2 0, guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool ; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practice every rule. 511 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 3 My flying years time urges on ; What's human must decay; My friends, my young companions gone, Can I expect to stay ? 4 Ah, no! then smooth the mortal hour; On thee my hope depends; Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descends. 828 Sick-bed hymn. G. M. DISEASES are thy servants, Lord ; They come at thy command ; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. 2 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. 3 But if my life be spared awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. 829 A birth-day hymn. CM, OED of my life, whose word and pow'r Did first inspire my breath, Thy hand has kept me, to this hour, From danger and from death. L ( 2 Spared to commence another year, The past I now review: How num'rous do my sins appear, How great thy mercies, too ! 3 I thank thee for thy tender care Through all my earlier days, And for each privilege I share, That still thy love displays. 512 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 4 For Jesus' sake, my sins forgive, And strengthen me in grace ; That to thy glory I may live, And run the Christian race. 5 How long or short my course may be, 'T is not for me to know ; But may I yield my heart to thee, And in thy favor grow. 830 New Year's Day. C. M. ^TOTV, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, And make thy glory known, Now, let us all thy presence feel, And soften hearts of stone. N Help us to venture near thy throne And plead a Saviour's name ; For all that we can call our own, Is vanity and shame. From all the guilt of former sin, May mercy set us free, And let the year we now begin, Begin and end with thee. Send down thy Spirit from above, That saints may love thee more, And sinners now may learn to love, Who never lov'd before. 831 Recovery from sickness. C M. LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, And pitied ev'ry groan ; Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. I I love the Lord ; he bow'd his ear, And chased my grief away ; 0, let my heart no more despair, "While I have breath to pray ! (33) 513 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 3 My flesh declined, my spirit fell, And I drew near the dead ; While inward pangs, and fears of hell, Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4 " My God," I cried, "thy servant save, Thou ever good and just; Thy power can rescue from the grave, Thy power is all my trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distress'd; He bade my pains remove ; Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, For thou hast known his love. (> My God has saved my soul from death, And dried my falling tears ; Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. Coo A prayer for an increase of laborers. Q AT ALU t 1. «/ • co. LORD of the harvest, hear Thy needy servants' cry ; Answer our faith's effectual pray'r, And all our wants supply. 2 On thee we humbly wait, Our wants are in thy view ; The harvest, Lord, is truly great • The laborers are few. 3 Anoint and send forth more Into thy church abroad ; Thy Spirit on their spirits pour, • - And make them strong for God, 4 O, let them spread thy name, Their mission fully prove; Thy universal grace proclaim, Thine all-redeeming love. 514 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 833 Sabbath morni?ig. II. M. (jS & 8s. WELCOME, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest ! I hail thy kind return ; Lord, make these moments blest! From the low train of mortal toys, I soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And till his throne of grace; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face. Let sinners feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening pow'rs ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours : Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 834 Pi lgrims' farewell . Jj. M. FAREWELL, my friends, time rolls along, Nor waits for mortal care or bliss : I leave you here to travel on, Till I arrive where Jesus is. 2 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, Ik) you I'm bound in cords of love; Yet we believe his gracious word, That we ere long shall meet above. 3 Fare-well, old soldiers of the cross: You've struggled long and hard for heav'n ; You've counted all things here but dross; Fight on — the crown will soon be given. 1 Farewell, poor careless sinners, too ; It grieves my soul to leave } r ou here : Eternal sorrow waits for you ; O ! turn, and find saltation near. 515 M PARENTAL HYMNS. PARENTAL HYMNS. 835 Parental entreaty. o. M. Y son, know thou the Lord ; Thy father's God obey ; Seek his protecting care by night, His guardian hand by day. Call, while he maybe found; O, seek him while he's near ; Serve him with all thy heart and mind, And worship him with fear. If thou wilt seek his face, His ear will hear thy cry ; Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, His grace forever nigh. Yield, then, to love divine, Break off your sins to-day ; Accept the Saviour's pardoning grace, Believe, repent, and pray. 836 Prayer for children's conversion. 0. M. LOUD, behold us at thy feet, A small paternal band ; As suppliants 'round thy mercy-seat, We come at thy command. 2 'Tis for our children we would plead, The offspring thou hast giv'n ; Where shall we so, in time of need, But to the God of heav'n ? 3 We ask not for them wealth and fame, Amid the worldly strife; But, in thy all-prevailing name, We ask eternal life. 4 We seek the Spirit's quick'ning grace, To make them pure in heart. That they may stand before thy face, And see thee as thou art. 516 FAEENTAL HYMNS. 837 Gentleness the fruit of the Spirit. CM. SPEAK gently ! it is better far To rule by love than fear ; Speak gently ! let not harsh words mar The good we might do here. 2 Speak gently to the little child Its love be sure to gain ; Teach it in accents soft and mild : It may not long remain. 3 Speak gently to the young ; for they Will have enough to bear; Pass through this life as best they may, ' T is full of anxious care. 4 Speak gently! 'tis a little thing, Dropp'd in the heart's deep well ; The good, the joy which it may bring Eternity shall tell. 838 Love at home. 7s & 5s. THERE is beauty all around, When there's love at home; There is joy in every sound, When there's love at home. Peace and plenty here abide, Smiling sweet on every side, Time doth softly, sweetly glide, When there's love at home. Love at home, Love at home, Time doth softly, sweetly glide, When there's love at home. 2 In the cottage there is joy, When there's love at home ; Hate and envy ne'er annoy, When there's love at home. Roses blossom 'neath our feet, 517 PARENTAL HYMNS. All the earth's a garden sweet, Making life a bliss complete, When there's love at home. Kindly heaven smiles above, When there's love at home; All the earth is filled with love, Where there's love at home. Sweeter sings the brooklet by, Brighter beams the azure sky ; 0, there's One who smiles on high, When there's love at home. Jesus, make me wholly thine, Then there's love at home; May thy sacrifice be mine, Then there's love at home. Safely from all harm I'll rest, With no sinful care distressed, Thro' thy ten der mercy blessed, With thy love at home. — 839 God's works recounted to posterity. 0. M. ET children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old — Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we'll convey his wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practice his commands. 518 L 1 PARENTAL HYMNS. 840 Maternal association. 0. M. GREAT God, we would to thee make Each fond maternal care; [known Eor this we gather 'round thy throne, And bring our children there. 2 Lord, hear the parents' earnest cry, And save our children dear ; Now send thy Spirit from on high, And fill them with thy fear. 3 make them love thy holy law, And joyful walk therein ; Their hearts to new obedience draw, Save them from every sin. 841 Parents' 1 prayer. o. M. I AVE all my children, Lord! s For less I dare not ask : I know thou wilt fulfil thy word, If I fulfil my task. 2 Thy word is, "Work and pray; Toil on, 'mid hopes and fears ; The sowing brings the reaping day. The harvest follows tears." 3 0, let me strive to be The laborer thou wilt bless. And hourly offer unto thee The 'works of righteousness. 4 Yet, when my best is done, 'T is sin and folly still ; My only plea is that thy Son Wrought out thy perfect will. 5 Then hear me while I ask, " Save all my children, Lord !" While I, in faith, fulfil my task, Do thou fulfil thy word. 519 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. $42 Life passing away. VS & 6s. S flows the rapid river, A! With channel broad and free, Its waters rippling ever, And hasting to the sea; So life is onward flowing, And days of offered peace, An^man is swiftly going Where calls of mercy cease. 2 As moons are ever waning, As hastes the sun away, As stormy winds, complaining, Bring on the wintry day ; So fast the night comes o'er us — The darkness of the grave ; And death is just before us — God takes the life he gave. 3 Say, hath thy heart its treasure Laid up in worlds above ? And is it all thy pleasure Thy God to praise and love? Beware, lest death's dark river Its billows o'er thee roll, And thou lament forever The ruin of thy soul. 8i3 F° r sundry occasions. 0. M. COME, let us now forget our mirth, And think that we must die ; What are our best delights on earth, Compared with those on high ? 2 Our pleasures here will soon be past, Our brightest joys decay; But pleasures there forever last, And cannot fade away. 520 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 3 Here sins and sorrows we deplore, With many cares distressed ; But there the mourners weep no more, And there the weary rest. 4 Our dearest friends, when death shall call, At once must hence depart; But there we hope to meet them all, And never, never part. 5 Then let us love and serve the Lord, With all our ransomed pow'rs; And we shall gain this great reward, This glory shall be ours. 844 Dying Christian. P. M. IITHAT'S this that steals, that steals upon my V V Is it death ?— Is it death ? [frame ? That soon will quench— will quench this mortal Is it death ?— Is it death ? [flame ? If this he death, I soon shall be From every pain anrl sorrow free: 1 shall the King of glory see ;— All is well !— All is well ! 2 Weep not, my friends— ray friends, weep not for me; All is well !— All is well ! My sins are pardon 'd, pardon'd — I am free ; All is well !— All is well ! There's not a cloud that doth arise, To hide my Saviour from my eyes : I soon shall mount the upper skies :— All is well !— All is well ! 3 Tune,tune your harps— your harps, ye saints above; All is well !— All is well ! I will rehearse— rehearse redeeming love ; All'is well !— Ad is well ! Bright angels are from glory come ; They're 'round my bed, they're in my room: They wait to waft my spirit home ;— All is well !— All is well ! I Hark ! hark ! my Lord anrl Master calls for me ; All is well !— All is well ! I soon his face, in glory bright, shall see ; All is well !— All is well ! Farewell, dear friends,— adieu — arlieu ; 1 can no longer stay with you : My glittering crown appears in view ;— All is well !— All is well ! 521 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 845 Serious thoughts under affliction. 0. M. Y life declines, my strength is gone, M Disease and pains prevail Death threatens to arrest me soon, My heart and flesh do fail. 2 Soon I must leave this body here, Soon must my soul away ; O, awful thought ! my soul, prepare For that tremendous day! 3 But how shall I prepare my heart, Eternal life to gain ? Jesus, thy grace, thy strength impart, For all I do is vain. 4 Renew'd and justified by grace, Complete I then shall stand Before th' almighty Father's face, When he'll my life demand. 846 -4 lively hope. 0. M. SWEET to rejoice in lively hope, That, when my change shall come, Angels will hover 'round my bed, And waft my spirit home. 2 There shall my disembodied soul View Jesus, and adore ; Be with his likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more. 6 Soon, too, my slumb'ring dust shall hear The trumpet's quickening sound, And by my Saviour's power rebuilt, At his right hand be found. If such the views which grace unfolds, Faint as they are below, What rapture must the church above In Jesus' presence know! 522 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 847 Death of a child. 0. M. LIFE is a span — a fleeting hour : How soon the vapor flies ! Man is a tender, transient flow'r, That e'en in blooming dies. 2 The once-loved form, now cold and dead, Each mournful thought employs ; And nature weeps her comforts fled, And withered all her joys. 3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore Shall rise in full, immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 4 Cease, then, fond nature, cease thy tears ; Thy Saviour dwells on high ; There everlasting spring appears; There joys shall never die. 8X8 Weep not. P.M. SHED not a tear o'er your friend's early bier, When I am gone — when 1 am gone ; Smile, if the slow-tolling hell you should hear, When I am gone — I am gone. "Weep not for me, when you stand 'round my Think who has died his beloved to save ; [grave, Think of the crown all the ransomed shall have, When I am gone — I am gone. 2 Shed not a tear, when you stand 'round my grave, When I am gone — when I am gone ; Sing a sweet song unto him who doth save, When I am gone— 1 am gone. Sing to the Lamb, who on earth once was slain ; Sing to the Lamb, who in heaven doth reign; Sing, till the world shall be fill'il with his name, When I am gone — I am gone. 3 Plant ye a tree, which may wave over me, When I am gone — when 1 am gone ; Sing ye a song, if my grave you should see, When 1 am gone — I am gone. Come, at the close of a bright summer day; Come, when the sun sheds its last ling'rin'g ray ; Come, and rejoice that I thus pass'd away, When 1 am gone — I am gone. 522 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 849 The righteous have peace in death. OS & 8s to thy rest in peace ; G And soft be thy repose: Thy toils are o'er, thy troubles cease ; From earthly cares, in sweet release, Thine eye-lids gently close. 2 Go to thy peaceful rest, For thee we need not weep; Since thou art now among the blest, No more by sin and sorrow pressed, But hushed in quiet sleep. 3 Go to thy rest; and while Thy absence we deplore, One thought our sorrow shall beguile, For soon with a celestial smile, We'll meet to part no more. 850 Meditation on the tomb. CM. HOW still and peaceful is the grave, Where, life's vain tumults past, Th' appointed place, by heaven's decree, Receives us all at last. 2 There servants, masters, small and great, Partake the same repose ; And there in peace the ashes mix Of those who once were foes. 3 All, level'd by the hand of death, Lie sleeping in the tomb, Till God in judgment calls them forth , To meet their final doom. 4 may I stand before the Lamb, When earth and seas are fled, And hear the judge pronounce my name, With blessings on rny head. 524 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 851 Sing to me of Heaven. b. M. OSING to me of heaven, When I am calPd to die * Sing songs of holy ecstasy, To waft my soul on high ! 2 When cold and sluggish drops Roll off my pallid brow, Burst forth in strains of joyfulness: Let heaven begin below i, 3 When the last moment comes, O, watch my dying face, And catch the bright, seraphic gleam, Which o'er each feature plays. 4 Then, to my raptur'd ears, Let one sweet song be given — Let music charm me last on earth, And greet me first in heaven. 5 Then close my sightless eyes, And lay me down to rest, And clasp my pale and icy hands, Upon my lifeless breast: — 6 Then 'round my senseless clay Assemble those I love, And sing of heaven, delightful heav'n, My glorious home above. 852 The uncertainty of life C« M, BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every now'r; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. 525 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's soft cheek decay, And fate descend in sudden night On manhood's middle day. 4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly at the tomb ; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? 5 Turn, mortal, turn — thy danger know ; Where'er thy foot can tread, The earth rings hollow from below, And warns thee of her dead. 6 Turn, sinner, turn : thy soul apply To truths divinely given : The forms which underneath thee lie Shall live, in hell or heaven. 853 Moses dying in the embraces of God. C. M, ,EATH cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there; We may walk through the darkest shade, And never vield to fear. D 1 2 I could renounce my all below, If my Creator bid ; And run, if I were call'd to go, And die as Moses did. 3 Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, And view the promis'd land, M} r flesh itself would long to drop, And pray for the command. 4 Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms, I would forget my breath, And lose my life among the charms Of so divine a death. 526 D 1 FRAILTY,. SICKNESS AND DEATH. 854 To a departed saint. C M. k EAR as thou wast, and justly clear, We will not weep for thee : One thought shall check the starting tear: It is, that thou art free. 2 And thus shall faith's consoling pow'r The tears of love restrain : 0, who that saw thy parting hour Could wish thee here again? 3 Triumphant in thy closing eye The hope of glory shone; Joy breathed in thy expiring sigh, To think the race was run. 4 The passing spirit gently fled, Sustain'd by grace divine; 0, may such grace on us be shed, And make our end like thine. QZ& Brevity of life. f] 1M" Gen. 48 : 9. Kjm 1VJ - UR days, alas ! our mortal days Are short and wretched too; Evil and few," the patriarch says, And well the patriarch knew. 2 ' T is but at best a narrow bound, That heav'n allows to men; And pains and sins run thro' the round Of three score years and ten. 3 Let heav'nly love prepare my soul, And call her to the skies. Where years of long salvation roll, And glory never dies. 856 7,6s&8. BROTHER, thou art gone to rest ! We will not weep for thee, For thou art now where oft on earth Thy spirit longed to be. 527 E FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 2 Brother, thou art gone to rest ! Thine is an earthly tomb ; But Jesus summoned thee away — Thy Saviour called thee home. 3 Brother, thou art gone to rest! Thy toils and cares are o'er ; And sorrow, pain and suffering, Shall ne'er distress thee more. 4 Brother, thou art gone to rest ! Thy sins are all forgiv'n ; And saints in light have welcomed thee To share the joys of heav'n. 857 The summons of death. 8s, 81. "OW solemn the signal I hear ! The summons that calls me away, In regions unknown to appear : How shall I the summons obey? What scenes in that world shall arise, When life's latest sigh shall be fled, And darkness has seal'd up mine eyes, And deep in the dust I am laid? No longer the world can I view, The scenes which so long I have known ; My friends, I must bid you adieu, For here I must travel alone : Yet here my Redeemer has trod, His hallowed .footsteps I know ; I'll trust for defence to his rod, And lean on his staff as I go. Dear Shepherd of Israel, lead on, My soul follows hard after thee ; The phantoms of death are all down, When Jesus my Shepherd I see. Dear brethren and sisters, I go To wait your arrival above; Be faithful, and soon you shall know The triumphs and joys of his love. 528 FRAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH. 858 Death of an infant. C. M WE lay thee in the silent tomb, Sweet blossom of a day; We just began to view thy bloom, When thou wert call'd away. 2 Friendship and love have done their last And now can do no more: The bitterness of death is past, And all thy sufferings o'er. 3 Thy gentle spirit passed away 'Mid pain \ he most severe ; So great we could not wish thy stay A moment longer here. 4 0, who could wish thy longer stay In such a world as this, Since thou hast gain'd the realms of day And pure, undying bliss ? 859 Death of a sister. C. M DEATH has been here, and borne away A sister from our side : Just in the morning of her day, As young as we, she died. 2 Perhaps our time may be as short, Our days may fly as fast : Lord, impress the solemn thought That this may be our last ! i We cannot tell who next may fall Beneath thy chastening rod; One must be first — 0, may we all Prepare to meet our God ! i All needful help is thine to give ; To thee our souls apply For grace to teach us how to live, And make us fit to die. (34) 529 I FEAILTY, SICKNESS AND DEATH, f J Death of an aged saint. ±j. M. GO to thy rest, with* sorrow worn, With burdens bowed, with woos oppressed ■ By storms and tempests tossed and torn, All now is calm ; go to thy rest. 2 Go to thy rest ; thy pains are past ; Thy groans and sighs and tears are o'er ; Thy soft repose has come at last : Go, rest in hope, and weep no more. 3 Go to thy rest ; in Jesus sleep, With heaven's own blessing on thee shed ; For thee Ave have no tears to weep ; Rest, with the holy, blessed dead. 4 Go to thy i-est; thy Lord shall come. And vanquished death shall lose his sting; Then, rising from the rending tomb, Behold thy God, and wake and sing. 5 Go to thy slumbers ; close thine eyes ; This brief repose no terror brings ; Thy Sun of righteousness shall rise On thee, with healing in his wings. 861 Th e dying saint' 's farewell. C M DEAR friends, farewell, I go to dwell With Jesus Christ on high ; There for to sing praise to my King To all eternity. 2 While I've been here, you have been dear; I've always found you kind ; But now thro' grace I quit this place, And leave you all behind. c Weep not for me, for here you see My trials have been great ; But now ('tis true) I bid adieu, And change my mournful state. i 'T will not be long before the throng Will all together be ; And you that know the Lord below, Shall then your Saviour see. 530 HEAVEN. 5 There we shall join in songs divine, God's holy' name shall praise, And view Christ's smiles, forget the toils Of these few evil days. 6 There we shall stand at his right hand, And in his presence dwell, And him adore forever more, So, brethren, now farewell. HEAVEN. 62 Christian's home. 6 s & 4s. I'M but a stranger here — Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear — Heaven is my home : Danger and sorrow stand 'Round me on every hand — Heaven is my father-land, Heaven is my home. 2 What, though the tempests rage? Heaven is my home ; Short is my pilgrimage — Heaven is my home : And time's wild, wintry blast Soon will be overpassed ; I shall reach home at last — Heaven is my home. 3 There, at my Saviour's side, — Heaven is my home; I shall be glorified, — Heaven is my home: There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, — Heaven is my home. 531 HEAVEN. 4 Therefore, I murmur not — ■ Heaven is my home ; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heaven is my home; And I shall surely stand There at my Lord's right hand — Heaven is my father-land ; Heaven is my home. 863 Believer' 's hope and portion. CM. WHAT have I in this barren land, When Jesus is not here ? My soul is never bless'd, until My Jesus doth appear. 2 My Jesus has gone up to heav'n, To fix a place for me : For 't is his will, that where he is, His followers should be. 3 Canaan I view from Pisgah's top ; Of Canaan's grapes I taste ; My Lord, who sends them to me here, Will send for me at last. 4 I have a God who changeth not ; Why should I be perplex'd ? My God, who owns me in this world, Will own me in the next. 864 Heaven, the pilgrim'' s home. C. M WHILE through this changing world we From infancy to age, [roam, Heaven is the Christian pilgrim's home, His rest at every stage. 2 Thither his raptured thought ascends, Eternal joys to share ; There his adoring spirit bends, While here he kneels in pray'r. 532 HEAVEN. 3 From earth his freed affections rise, To fix on things above, Where all his hope of glory lies — Where all is perfect love. 4 Tli ere, too, may we our treasure place, There let our hearts be found ; That still, where sin abounded, grace May more and more abound. 5 Henceforth our conversation be With Christ before the throne ; Ere long we eye to eye shall see, And know as we are known. 865 The heavenly rest. 8s & 7s. THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, To weary wanderers given ; There is relief for souls distressed ; A balm for every wounded breast ; 'Tis found above, in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven — Who 're toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear; — 'tis heaven. 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye To brighter prospects given ; It views the tempest passing by, Sees evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene, in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom; — Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. 533 I HEAVEN. 866 lis. MY home is in heaven, my rest is not here ; Then why should I murmur when trials appear ? Be hush'tl, my dark spirit, the worst that can come But shortens my journey and hastens me home. 2 It is not for me to be seeking my bliss, And building my hopes in a region like this : I look for a city which hands have not piled, 1 pant for a country by sin undefiled. 3 The thorn and the thistle around me may grow I would not recline upon roses below ; I ask not my portion, I seek not my rest, Until I arrive in the home of the blest. 867 Best for the weary. 8s & 7s, N the Christian's home in glory, There remains a land of rest ; There my Saviour 's gone before me, To fullill my soul's request. CHORUS. There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you — On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. 2 He is fitting up my mansion, Which eternally shall stand ; For my stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy land. 3 Pain nor sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share, But in that celestial centre, I a crown of life shall wear. 4 Death itself shall then be vanquish'd ; And his sting shall be withdrawn ; Shout for gladness, ye ransom'd ! Hail with joy the rising morn. 534 868 Home of the soul. 12s & 8s. 1WILL sing you a song of that beautiful land, The far away home of the soul, [strand, Where, no storms ever beat, on that glittering W hile the years of eternity roll. 2 O, the home of the soul! in my visions and dreams, Its bright jasper walls I can see, Till I fancy but thinly the vail intervenes, Between that fair city and me. 3 There the great trees of life in their beauty do And the river of life flows near by ; [grow ; No death ever enters that city, nor woe, And nothing that maketh a lie. 4 O ! how sw r eet it will be, in that beautiful land, So free from all sorrow and pain ; [hands, With songs on our lips, and with harps in our To meet one another again. 869 The sainCs home. G. M. THERE is a land of glorious light, Beyond this vale of tears, Where all the blood-washed saints unite, Redeemed from all their fears. 2 In heaven is that happy place, Where ail the ransomed rest ; Wh^re saints can sing of pardoning grace, And be forever blest. 3 0! were we, on those shores of bliss, To view our Saviour's face, We'd leave a world of woe like this, And sing redeeming grace. Q "7A He shall give his angels charge over thee. C\ 1M O/U Psalm 91. V- 1VL - OMiY the Lord our footsteps guide, In all the ways, of right ; And fit us for that happy bride, In mansions of delight. 2 Then, when our spirits shall be free From all we've done amiss, Then can we there together be, In that sweet land of bliss. 535 HEAVEN. 3 0, there we can forever sing Of all the Lord has done ; Then we our sheaves with joy can bring, When once the victory's won. o7 1 There is rest for all in heaven. \J. M. SHOULD sombre clouds of sorrow rise, And shadows o'er us fling, And hopes that once have taken root Die in the early spring ;— Should every joy* and bliss of life Fade like the hues of even, We still have this sweet solace left— There's rest for all in heaven. 2 If life's pathway should seem to us A dull and beaten track, And all our deep and holy love By grief be driven back ; If we are like the wearied dove, O'er shoreless ocean driv'n ; O ! let us raise our eyes above — There's rest for all in heaven. 3 Should sickness pale the rosy cheek, And dim the radiant eye, And every pulse that faintly throbs Tell of a time to die ;— 0, then, indeed, unto the world Our thoughts should not be giv'n , For we must ne'er forget the truth — There's rest for all in heaven. ^ 872 Our journeying to Canaan. C. M. WE'RE marching to the promis'd land, A land all fair and bright ; Come, join our happy pilgrim band, And seek the plains of light. 2 The Saviour feeds his little flock, His grace is richly giv'n : 536 HEAVEN. The living water from the rock, And daily bread from heav'n. 3 Come with ns, we will do thee good, Here is our heart and hand, To meet you over Jordan's flood, And share the promis'd land. 1 There in that land no tears are shed, No sighs escape the heart; To joy's full fountain all are led, And there they never part. 873 What is heaven f P.M. HEAV'N is the land where troubles cease, Where toils and tears are o'er ; The blissful clime of rest and peace, Where cares distract no more ; And not a shadow of distress Pirns its unsullied blessedness. 2 Heaven is the place where Jesus dwells, And pleads his flowing blood, While to his pray'rs his Fcither gives An unknown multitude, [days, Whose harps and tongues, through endless Shall crown his head with songs of praise. 3 Heaven is the dwelling-place of joy, The home of light and love, Where faith and hope in rapture die, And ransomed souls above. Enjoy, before their Father's throne, Bliss everlasting and unknown. Q n ,\ Heaven invisible. n M lCor.2: 9. Kj * iVi " OR eye has seen, nor ear has heard, Nor sense nor reason known, What joys the Father has prepared For those that love the Son. 537 W HEAVEN. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord, Reveals a heav'n to come ; The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home. 3 Pure are the }ojb above the sky, And all the region peace; No wanton lips, nor envious eye, Can see or taste the bliss. 4 Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there, But followers of the Lamb. 5 He keeps the Father's book of life, There all their names are found: The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heav'nly ground. 875 The happy land. P.M. THERE is a happy land, Far, far away — Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day: 0, how they sweetly sing — Worthy is the Saviour King! Loud let his praises ring For evermore. 2 Come to this happy land, Come, come away ; Why will ye doubting stand ? Why still delay? O. we shall happy be ! When, from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with thee, Blest evermore. 3 Bright, in that happy land, Beams every eye ; Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. 538 O, then to glory run ; Be a crown and kingdom won ; And, bright above the sun, Eeign evermore. 876 When shall we greet them, etc. lOs & OS. WE shall greet them at home,\ve shall greet them, When the sorrow of life shall be o'er ; Our lov'd ones, we hope soon to meet them, On Eclen's fair, beautiful shore : The glorious thought, how consoling, To- know that the time is so nigh, When Jesus, the world, shall, controlling, Permit us to join them on high. 2 We shall greet them at home, we shall greet them, Though now they are hid from our sight, We think of the time we shall meet them, And it oft rills our hearts with delight ; We have laid them away in deep sadness, Yet not without hope in our breast ; For again they will join us with gladness, And enter the heavenly rest. 3 We shall greet them at home, we shall greet them, W here nothing can ever divide ; Where sickness, or death, can not harm them, Nor tear them again from our side ; There we'll range beside life's cooling river, 'Neath the tree of life's shade we shall roam, With the glory of God shining ever, We'll greet them, we'll greet them at home. Qryr The holy Jerusalem. n TV/T O / / Key. 21 : 10. Kj ' m ' JERUSALEM, my glorious home ! Name ever dear to me ; When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee? 2 0, when, thou, city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths never end? 3 There happier bow'rs than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know: [scenes Blest seats! through rude and stormy I onward press to you. 539 HEAVEN. 4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe? Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there. Around my Saviour stand; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. F 878 A home in heaven. 8s & 7s. AS, beyond these sea-girt islands, Far beyond time's stormy shore, — Rise the glad celestial highlands, Where the woes of earth are o'er. 2 Though my bark, at anchor lying, Feels the storms that round me blow, Yet my home-sick heart is sighing — ■ Loose the cable ; let me go ! 3 Crested waves are dashing near me, Howling winds around me wail ; But, to comfort me and cheer me, I've a hope within the vail. 4 One by one earth's ties dividing, Part me from this scene of woe; From the shore I'll soon be gliding — Loose the cable ; let me go ! 5 When the stormy voyage's ended, AVith what peace I shall be blest; Christ, with angel hosts attended, Shall appear to give me rest. 0, to reach that land of gladness, Free from sorrow, sin, and woe, Glad I quit earth's scenes of sadness- Loose the cable ; let me go! 540 HEAVEN. QTQ Desiring lobe clothed upon, dec. \Q§ LONELY and weary, by sorrows oppressed, Onward we hasten with longings for rest ; Bidding adieu to the world with its pride, Longing to dwell by Emmanuel's side. But, 'raid our pilgrimage, lo ! on our eyes Visions of beauty and glory arise ; Visions of crowns which Ave hope soon to wear, Visions of heaven — O ! we long to be there. 2 Rivers are gliding 'mid unfading trees ; Songs of the blessed are borne on the breeze ; Glory-gilt mountains resplendent are seen, Valleys and hills clad in Eden-like green ; There shall the glory of God ever be, Filling the earth as the waves fill the sea ; There shall the ransomed, immortal and fair, Evermore dwell— O ! we long to be there ! £ There is the home of the pure and the blest ; There shall the weary be ever at rest ; There shall life's trials and sorrows be o'er : There shall the gathered ones part nevermore ; There shall the blest be from death ever free; There, their Redeemer in beauty they'll see ; Crowns of bright glory forever they'll wear ; O, to be with them ! — we long to be there ! 880 The happy expectation. 7s & 6s. THOUGH my flesh and heart may fail, Fail and fleet forever, Yet my fears shall not prevail, Christ shall leave me never. He shall journey by my side, Through the silent river, And with him, beyond the tide, I shall live forever. 2 When time's stormy tempest-roar Is forever closing, I shall on the other shore With him be reposing. Loving eyes shall on me shine, Hands shall stretch to meet me, Loving arms shall round me twine, Loving voices greet me. 541 3 There my little ones, 1 know, Round me shall be clinging; There the loved of long ago With me shall be singing. 0! that land I long to see, Where the weary-hearted Shall with Christ in glory be, Never to be parted. 4 Saviour, come and bring the day — Day of endless gladness ; Drive our tears and gloom away, Banish all our sadness; Let us see the light of home, Hear its music swelling ; Bring us through the conquered tomb, To that heavenly dwelling. 881 The hope of a rest. L. M. AS on the sea of life we sail, Oppressed with storms and dangers We sing, amidst each warring gale, [sore, There's sunshine on the other shore. The other shore, the heavenly shore, The happy, bright, eternal shore; The land of rest, where storms are o'er— There's sunshine on the other shore. 2 Though fiercely howls the stormy blast, And wild the angry billows roar, Though life with clouds is overcast, There's sunshine on the other shore. 3 O ! home of hope, and peace, and rest — I sigh for thee, where woes are o'er; To dwell with all the pure and blest, In glory on the other shore. 4 Thou Saviour of the lone and lost, Who hast our sinful burdens bore, Thy blood shall save the tempest-tost, In glory on the other shore. 542 HEAVEN. 882 Joyful anticipation. 8s & 7s. SHALL we meet beyond the river, Where the surges cease to roll ? Where in all the bright forever, Sorrows ne'er shall press the soul? Shall we meet with those departed, Who have bowed beneath death's wave? Shall we meet the holy myriads, Who are ransomed from the grave? Shall we meet? Shall we meet? Say, brother, shall we meet? 2 Shall we meet in that blest harbor, When our stormy voyage 's o'er? Shall we meet and cast the anchor, By the fair celestial shore? Shall we rest from all our labors, 'Mid the swelling of the tide? Shall we meet and rest forever, By our blessed Saviour's side ? 3 Shall we meet with Christ our Saviour, When he comes to claim his own? Shall we know his blessed favor, And sit down upon his throne ? Will he bid us share his glory, Where no shame shall ever be? Will he bid us sing his praises, On that radiant crystal sea ? 4 Shall we meet, my wandering brother? Say, O will you' meet me there? When earth's glory shall be darkness, And its joy shall be despair? W T hen before the throne of judgment We shall all together stand? Will you pray and strive to meet me With the blest at Christ's right hand ? 543 883 MISCELLANEOUS. The beautiful shore. 12s & 9s. rpHERE's a home for the blest on the beautiful shore, ± Where our trials and cares all shall cease; Sorrows never shall enter that blissful abode Ever there shall abide perfect peace. On that beautiful shore, where the bright angels stay All our sorrow and pain will be o'er: O ! we long to go home to that beautiful land, There to rest, sweetly rest, evermore. I The bright streets of the city are paved with pure gold, And its flowers are fragrant and fair; Its inhabitants never grow weary nor old, For the Lord reigns eternally there. j There will be no more parting from those that we love, No more sighing or shedding of tears, For no discords shall ruffle that peaceful repose, Which flows through eternity's year. I O ! we soon shall be called to that beautiful land, There to dwell with the just evermore; There to join in sweet songs with the friends that we love Safe at home on the beautiful shore. MISCELLANEOUS. 884 All things become new. C M. SINCE man, by sin, has lost his God, He seeks creation through, And vainly hopes for solid good, In finding something new. 2 The new possess'd, like fading flow'rs, Soon loses its gay hue ; The gilded, too, no longer charms, We still want something new. 3 The brighest things below the sky Give but a flattering light ; We should suspect some danger nigh Where we possess delight. 4 Our dearest joys, our nearest friends, The partners of our blood — How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God! 544 MISCELLANEOUS. 5 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense! Thither the strong affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 835 Tokens of the latter days. L. M. HARK! don't you hear the turtle dove, The tokens of redeeming love? From hill to hill, we hear the sound, The neighboring valleys echo 'round! O Zion! hear the turtle dove, The tokens of redeeming love: They're come the barren land to cheer, And welcome in the jubile year. 2 The winter 's past, the rain is o'er, We feel the chilling winds no more; Sweet spring is come, and summer too, All things appear divinely new ; On Zion's mount the watchmen cry, The resurrection 's drawing nigh ; Behold! the nations from abroad Are flocking to the mount of God. 3 The latter days have now come on, And fugitives are flocking home; Behold them crowd the gospel road, All pressing for the mount of God. O yes! and I will join the band- Now here's my heart, and here's m}' hand ; With Satan's bands no more I'll be, But fight for Christ and liberty. 4 His banner soon shall be unfurl'd, And he will come to judge the world ; On Zion's mountain we will stand, Surrounded by fair Canaan's land. The sun and moon shall darken'd be, The flames consume the land and sea ; When worlds on worlds together blaze, We'll sing God's everlasting praise. (35) 545 MISCELLANEOUS. 886 7 WELCOME, welcome, day of rest, To the world in kindness given, Welcome to this humble breast, As the beaming light from heaven. 2 Day of soft and sweet repose, Gently now thy moments run, As the peaceful streamlet flows, Eadiant with a summer's sun. 3 Day of tidings from the skies, Day of solemn praise and prayer, Day to make the simple wise — O, how great thy blessings are!. 4 Welcome, welcome, day of rest, With thy influence all divine, May thy haliow'd hours be blest To this feeble heart of mine ! 0017 How beautiful upon the mountains, gg 7s & 4 ON the mountain's top appearing, Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news, to Zion bearing — Zion, long in hostile lands : Mourning captive, God himself will loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? Have thy friends unfaithful prov'd? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmov'd ? Cease thy mourning ; Zion still is well-belov'd. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee : He himself appears thy Friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee ; Here their boasts and triumphs end. Great deliv'rance Zion's King will surely send. 546 I MISCELLANEOUS. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ; All thy warfare now be past ; God thy Saviour will defend thee ; Victory is thine at last : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. 888 The complainer reformed. 0. Jr. M. SET myself against the Lord, Despis'd his Spirit and his word, And wish'd to take his place ; It vex'd me sore that I must die, And perish too, eternally, Or else be sav'd by grace. 2 Of ev'ry preacher I'd complain, One spoke thro' pride, and one for gain, Another's learning small: This spoke too fast, and that too slow ; One pray'd too loud, and one too low, The other had no call. 3 With no professors could I join, Some dress'd too mean, and some too fine, And others talked too long ; Some had a tone, some had no gift, Some talk'd so weak, and some so swift, That all of them were wrong. 4 1 thought they'd better keep at home, Than to exhort where'er they come, And tell us of their joys ; They'd better keep their gardens free From weeds, than to examine me, And vex me with their noise. 5 Kindred und neighbors all were bad, And no true friends were to be had — My rulers, too, were vile ; At length I was brought clear to see, The fault did mostly lie in me, And had done all the while. 547 MISCELLANEOUS. 6 My horrid load of guilt and shame, (Being conscious, too, I was to blame,) Did wound my frighted soul ; I've sinned so much against my God, I'm crush'd so low beneath his rod, How can I be made whole? 7 But there's a balm in Gilead, And a Physician to be had, A balsam, too, most free; Only believe on God's dear Son, Through him the victory is won; Christ Jesus died for thee. 889 TJie Beggar's Prayer. H. M, ENCOURAGED by thy word Of promise to the poor, Behold a beggar, Lord, Waits at thy mercy's door: No hand, nor heart, dear Lord, but thine, Can help, or pity wants like mine. 2 The beggar's usual plea, Belief from men to gain, If offered unto thee, I know thou wouldst disdain ; But those which move thy gracious ear, Are such as men would scorn to hear. 3 I have no right to say, That though I now am poor, Yet once there was a day When I possessed more. Thou knowest from my very birth, I've been the poorest wretch on earth. 4 Nor dare I to profess, As beggars often do, Though great is my distress, My faults have been but few ; If thou shouldst leave my soul to starve, It would be what I well deserve. 548 MISCELLANEOUS. 5 Nor dare I to pretend I never begged before, And if thou now befriend, I'll tiouble thee no more; Thou often hast relieved my pain, And often I must come again. G Though crumbs are much too good For such a worm as I, No less than children's food, My soul can satisfy ; 0, do not frown and bid me go, I must have all thou canst bestow. 7 Nor can I willing be The bounty to conceal, From others, who, like me, Their wants and mis'ry feel; I'll tell them of thy mercy's store, And try to send a thousand more. SQn Rejoice in the Lord. TT M OyU Phil. 3:1. - L - u xVL# REJOICE, the Lord is King, Your God and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And trumpli evermore; Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Eejoice ; again I say, rejoice ! 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love; When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Eejoice; again I say, rejoice! 3 His kingdom can not fail, Pie rules o'er earth and heav'n; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus giv'n ; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; Rejoice; again I say, rejoice! 549 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 He sits at God's right hand, Till all his foes submit, And bow to his command, And Fall beneath his feet: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice Rejoice; again I say, rejoice! 5 He all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy ; And ev'ry bosom swell, With pure, seraphic, joy ; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; Rejoice ; again I say, rejoice ! 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home ; We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice; The trunip of God shall sound, rejoice ! 891 An old sinner dying in despair. \j. M EHOLD the man, three-score and ten, Upon a dying bed, Has run his race, and got no grace, An awful sight indeed ! B 2 Poor man, he lies in sad surprise, And thus he doth complain : No grace I've got, and I cannot Recall my time again. 3 This is the truth — I spent my youth . In sinful sports and mirth ; Put far away the evil day, And scarcely thought on death. 4 My conscience then could not refrain, But gave me many a check ; But willingly I put him by, His voice I did reject. 550 MISCELLANEOUS. 5 God's Spirit came once and again To me from realms above ; Alas ! but I would not comply ; I grieved the heavenly Dove. 6 In middle age, I did engage In the affairs of life, Some wealth to gain, that might sustain My children and my wife. 7 This worldly care did prove a snare, The devil led me on ; And now, alas ! this is the case, My day of grace is gone. 8 My sins are all, both great and small, Before my fixed eye, And I must go to dismal woe, To groan, to gasp, to die. 9 O dreadful hell, what tongue can tell The wrath that reigneth there ! O second death ! I yield my breath, In horror and despair. 10 My race is run, and I'm undone, No mercy can I find ! And instantly the man doth die, And leave no hope behind ! 11 An awful sight ! God grant it might A warning be to all, To seek his face for saving grace, And hearken to his call. 892 The meal and cruise of oil. C. M. i Y the poor widow's oil and meal, Elijah was sustain' d ; Though small the stock, it lasted well, For God the store maintain'd. 551 B MISCELLANEOUS. 2 It seem'd as if, from day to day, They were to eat and die ; But still, though in a secret way, He sent a fresh supply. 3 Thus to his poor he still will give, Just for the present hour ; But for to-morrow they must live Upon his word and pow'r. 4 No barn or store-house they possess, On which they can depend; Yet have no cause to fear distress, For Jesus is their friend. 5 Then let no doubts your mind assail: Remember, God has said, " The cruse and barrel shall not fail, My people shall be fed." 6 And thus, though faint it often seems, He keeps their grace alive; Supplied by his refreshing streams, Their dying hopes revive. 7 Though in ourselves we have no stock, The Lord is nigh to save ; His door flies open when we knock, And 't is but ask and have. 893 Pure religion. \j . 1. M. i AF all religions that are found. U Whose forms do lead their subjects round, In all this earthly region. There is one better than the rest, Which properly is call'd the best — 1 And that is yxxreR eligia n. 2 To visit widows with relief, And save the fatherless from grief In time of their affliction ; And then, against temptations hurl'd, To keep unspotted from the world, Is real, pure Religion. 552 MISCELLANEOUS. 3 There's many people who profess To have religion more or less, And talk of sins forgiven; Who say they walk the heav'nly road, And suv they feel the love of God, And think they're heirs of heaven : 4 But if they gratify their pride, And will be covetous beside, And pattern after sinners — To set their hearts on things below, And talk as other worldlings do, 'T is only vain religion. 5 But thanks to God, I find a few, Who good sincerity do shew, To follow after Jesus : They joyfully forsake their pride, And lay their vanities aside, For the sake of pure Religion. 6 And now if they have earthly store, Which God has lent them, less or more, They give it up with freedom : Like ancient Paul, who sutfer'd loss, They gladly now endure the cross, For the sake oi. pure Religion. 7 They bring their thoughts to judgment now And thus they make their actions bow To Jesus, their Redeemer ; They know, if they're delil'd with sin, And if they have not Christ within, 'Twill not be pure Religion. 8 All those who count all things as loss, And willingly take up the cross, To gain a heav'nly mansion— Although by sinners they're despised They're precious in the Saviour's eye, For they have pure Religion. 9 My precious friends, let us be strong, And take the cross, and run along, And leave the world's confusion : That we may gain the heav'nly prize, And see the Saviour with our eyes — The end of pure Religion. 10 Professors say Ave are too strict, And some good tilings thej^ contradict, Which strikes against the worldling And now, because we live to God, There's many call us very odd, Despising pure Religion. 553 MISCELLANEOUS. 11 But, while we walk this heav'nly road, This way of truth which leads to God, In which we find such freedom ; We'll bear reproach for Jesus' name, Endure the cross, despise the shame, For the sake of pure Religion. 12 Although for Christ we suffer loss, We find such virtue in his cross, The beauty of his Kingdom — O, let us count all things as loss, And like the dung, or as the dross, For the sake of pure Religion. I 894 AllisvanUy 'ucci.u% 8s&7s. AM weary, I am weary Of the cares and toils of life ; I am weary of its sorrows 1 am weary of its strife ; I am weary of its flowers, That are blooming soon to die; And th' immortal spirit pineth For its home beyond the sky. 2 I am weary of the trifles That consume away my days; I am weary of the longing For mere human love and praise. I am weary of the thoughts that turn So constantly to earth ; Fain would my spirit rise above Its transient joy and mirth. 3 I have seen the flowers wither ; I have seen the lov'd ones die ; I have seen the clouds of sorrow Overcast youth's summer sky. I am pining, I am pining For my home among the blest, Where the wicked cease from troubling,' And the weary are at rest. 554 F MISCELLANEOUS. 895 Excellence of faith 6s & 8s. jlAJTH is the Christian's prop, Whereon his sorrows lean; It is the substance of his hope, His proof of things unseen; It is the anchor of his soul, When tempests rage and billows roll. 2 Faith is the polar star That guides the Christian's way, Directs his wand'rings from afar, To realms of endless day ; It points the course where'er he roam, And safely leads the pilgrim home. 3 Faith is the rainbow's form, Hung on the brow of heaven, A shelter from the passing storm, A pledge of mercy given ; It is the bright triumphal arch, Thro' which the saints to glory march. 4 The faith that works by love, And purines the heart, A foretaste of the joys above To mortals can impart; It bears us through this earthly strife, And triumphs in immortal life. 896 The way of the cross. 7s, 6s & 8s. WHY will you not, Chrisian, Your wicked self deny ? Why will you run such hazard, Yourself to gratify ? To hold the worldly spirit fast, Against the truth's instruction, Will shut you out of heaven at last, And land you in destruction. 555 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 Think not, it is too little To wear a modest dress ; Consider what is needful, And lay aside the rest : And take the rule of Jesus Christ, By which yourself to measure; And always choose to help the poor, Before an earthly treasure. 3 Lay by all carnal weapons, By which men are destroy 'd ; For safety and protection Trust wholly in the Lord ; And never lift your hands to swear, Lest God should be offended: In tender conscience now forbear, Whatever is pretended. 4 Refuse all worldly honors, Which ever man bestow; Thou canst not be a worldling, And Christ's disciple too : Come out and leave the wicked throng, In political confusion ; 0, come ye out from Babylon, From Egypt, and from Sodom. 897 Unity. S.M. LET strife forever cease, And envy quit the field ; Come join and live in love and peace, And to the Gospel yield. 2 Let bitter words no more Among the saints remain ; Let ev'ry member, ev'ry hour, Submit to Jesus' reign. 3 When bitter words arise, Then Satan has his ends; We wound the heart and hands of Christ, Amidst his chosen friends. 556 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 Then why should we contend For meat, and drink, and dress, And crucify the Lord again, And pierce his wounds afresh? 5 No more we'll feed the flame, Nor judge ourselves too wise; But search with care to find the beam That lurks within our eyes. 6 Unto the world we'll prove That we disciples are ; They shall behold us walk in love, And say the Lord is there. OQ Q No man can come to me except the Father T "\/T °' JO draw him.— John. 6: U. HPHE Father, in his boundless love, J_ Invites the sinner to the Son ! And in his mercy from above, Wills not that he should be undone. 2 The Son the penitent receives, And, in his boundless love and grace, Forgives his sins, when he believes, And fills his heart with heav'nly rays. 3 The Holy Ghost is sent in love. To lead and guide us on the way; Until we all shall meet above, In realms of bliss and endless day. 4 So we in baptism also show, God's order toward the fallen race — How we're reclaimed from sin and woe, And find in him a hiding-place. 899 Joseph made known to 7iis brethren. CS. HEN Joseph his brethren beheld, Afflicted and trembling with fear, His heart with compassion was fill'd; From weeping he conld not forbear. 557 w MISCELLANEOUS. Awhile his behaviour was rough, To bring their past sin to their mind ; But when they were hnmbled enough, He hasten'd to show himself kind. 2 How little they thought it was he, Whom they had ill-treated and sold ! How great their confusion must be, As soon as his name he had told ! I'm Joseph, your brother, (he said,) And still to my heart you are dear; You sold me, and thought I was dead ; But God for your good sent me here. 3 Though greatly distressed before, When charged with purloining the cup, They now were confounded much more— Not one of them durst to look up : Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, Forgive us the evil we did? And will he our household maintain ? 0, this is a brother indeed ! 4 Thus, pierc'd by my conscience, I came (And laden with guilt) to the Lord; Surrounded with terror and shame, Unable to utter a word : At first he look'd stern and severe; What anguish then pierc'd my poor Expecting each moment to hear [heart! The sentence, " Thou cursed, depart." 5 But ! what surprise, when he spoke, While tenderness beam'd in his face, My heart then to pieces was broke, O'erwhelm'd and confounded with grace. " Poor sinner, I know thee full well ; By thee I was wounded and slain ; I died to redeem thee from hell, And raise thee in glorv to reign. 558 MISCELLANEOUS. "I'm Jesus, whom thou hast blasphoin'd, And crucified often afresh ; But let me henceforth be esteem'd Thy "brother, thy bone, and thy flesh. My pardon I freely bestow, Thy wants I will fully supply ; I'll guide thee and guard thee below, And soon will remove thee on high. " Go, publish to sinners around, (That they may be willing to come) The mercy which now thou hast found. And tell them that yet there is room." ! sinner, the message obey : No more vain excuses pretend ; But come without further delay, To Jesus, our brother and friend. 900 Strength from heaven. H. M Y whom was David taught To aim the dreadful blow, When he Goliah fought, And laid the Gittite low? No sword or spear the stripling took, But chose a pebble from the brook. 'Twas Israel's God and King Who sent him to the fight, Who gave him strength to sling, And skill to aim aright. Ye feeble saints, your strength endures, Because young David's God is yours. Who order'd Gideon forth, To storm th' invader's camp, With arms of little worth, A pitcher and a lamp ? The trumpet made his coming known, And all the host was overthrown. 559 B MISCELLANEOUS. 4 ! I have seen the day, When with a single word — God helping me to say, My trust is in the Lord — My soul has quell'd a thousand foes, Fearless of all that could oppose. 5 But unbelief, self-will, Self-righteousness and pride, How often do they steal My weapon from my side ! Yet David's Lord and Gideon's friend, Will help his servant to the end. 901 The tender-hearted. 9 8, 8s & 7. COME, all ye tender-hearted Christians, ! come, and help us now to mourn ! Behold! the Son of God lies bleeding; And view his precious body torn ! Behold him, praying in the garden, While his soul in grief is bound ; And the bloody sweat is running In crimson drops upon the ground 2 He was a man of constant sorrow And went a mourner all his days ; With sore distress was well acquainted, But never went in sinful ways The foxes have their holes provided, And the birds they have their nest, But the Son of man had nowhere To lay his weary head to rest. 3 Behold him, when the soldiers took him, And led him unto Pilate's bar! O ! come, ye tender-hearted Christians, And view your dear Redeemer there ! Behold him, when he was condemned, Wearing of a thorny crown, 560 MISCELLANEOUS. And his tender temples pierced, Until the blood came running down. 4 And then behold the soldiers take him, And nail him to a shameful tree : ! see him on the cross a-bleeding, His soul in mortal agony ; Hark, how the legal thunders smite him, Lo, his burden'd bosom heave ! Look how deep your sins have stung him, ! dying sinners, look and live ! 902 Precious BiMe.^ ^ - 8g & 7s< PRECIOUS Bible ! what a treasure Does the word of God afford ; All I want, for life or pleasure, Food and medicine, shield and sword. Let the world account me poor — Having this, I need no more. 2 Food to which the world's a stranger, Here my hungry soul enjoys; Of excess there is no danger, Though it fills, it never cloys ; On a dying Christ I feed, He is meat and drink indeed. 3 When my faith is faint and sickly, Or when Satan wounds my mind, Cordials to revive me quickly, Healing medicines here I find ; To the promises I flee, Each affords a remedy. 4 In the hour of dark temptation, Satan can not make me yield; For the word of consolation Is to me a mighty shield ; While the Scripture-truths are sure, From his malice I'm secure. (3C) 561 MISCELLANEOUS. 903 Jesw,wep Lmium. 8s«&7s JESUS wept! those tears are over, But his heart is still the same : Kinsman, Friend, and Elder Brother, Is his everlasting name. Saviour, who can love like thee ? Gracious one of Bethany ! 2 When the pangs of trial seize us, When the waves of sorrow roll, I will lay my head on Jesus — Pillow of the troubled soul. Truly, none can feel like thee, Weeping one of Bethany ! 3 Jesus w r ept, and still, in glory He can mark each mourner's tear — Living to retrace the story Of the hearts he solaced here. Lord, when I am called to die, Let me think of Bethany ! An i Adherence to duly. 7u W* Acts. 4:19. ih ' DARE to think, though bigots frown ; Dare in words your thoughts express Dare to rise, though oft cast down; Dare the wrong'd and scorn'd to bless. 2 Dare from custom to depart ; Dare the priceless pearl possess ; Dare to wear it next your heart ; Dare, when sinners curse, to bless. 3 Dare forsake what you deem wrong, Dare to walk in wisdom's way ; Dare to give where gifts belong; Dare God's precepts to obey. 4 Do w T hat conscience says is right ; Do what reason says is best; Do with willing mind and heart ; Do your duty and be blest. 562 MISCELLANEOUS. 905 Forgiven ulu°£ e ii-i5. C - M - double. 0GOD! my sins are manifold, Against my life they cry, And, all my guilty deeds foregone, Up to thy temple fly: Wilt thou release my trembling soul, Which to despair is driven ? — fc "Forgive!" a blessed voice replied, "And thou shalt be forgiven!" 2 My foemen, Lord, are fierce and fell, They spurn me in their pride; They render evil for my good, My patience they deride: Arise, O King! and be the proud To righteous ruin driven ! — "Forgive!" an awful answer came, " As thou wouldst be forgiven !" 3 Seven times, Lord, I pardon'd them ; Seven times they sinn'd again ; They practice still to work my woe, They triumph in my pain ; But let them dread my vengeance now, To just resentment driven ! — " Forgive !" the voice of thunder spake, " Or never be forgiven !" Qf)tf The church in trouble. L. M. &REAT Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep. 2 Thy church is in the desert now; Shine from on high and guide us through • Turn us to thee, thy love restore — We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey, How long shall we lament and pray. 563 B MISCELLANEOUS. And wait in vain thy kind return? How long shall th} r fierce anger burn ? Instead of wine and cheerful bread, Thy saints with their own tears are fed ; Turn us to thee, thy love restore — We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. 907 Christ in Gethsemane. 0. M« EYOND where Kedron's waters flow So brightly and so free, Behold the loving Saviour go To sad Gethsemane. Go to Gethsemane, Hear that mournfuL sound, See tlTe Saviour weeping — Weeping on the cold, damp ground. His countenance is all divine, His heaven^ bearing see! Yet grief appears in every line, While in Gethsemane. Go to Gethsemane, &e. He bows beneath the sins of men. Whilst they are filled with glee; He cries to God and cries again, In sad Gethsemane. Go to Gethsemane, &c. He lifts his mournful eyes above, And cries, " Father, may his cup, this bitter cu 0, sad Gethsemane ! Go to Gethsemane, &c. With gentle resignation still, For thee, my soul, for thee ! He yielded to his' Father's will, In sad Gethsemane. Go to Gethsemane, &c. 5G4 MISCELLANEOUS. QAQ Thou hast left thy first love. J ~M &OD named Love, whose fount thou art, Thy cro wnless church before thee stands, With too much hating in her heart, And too much striving in her hands. 2 " Love as I loved you"— was the sound That on thy lips expiring sat! Sweet words in bitter strivings drown'd ! We hated as the worldly hate. 3 Yet, Lord, thy wronged love fulfill, Thy church, tho' fail'ii, before thee stands ; Behold, the voice is Jacob's still, Albeit the hands are Esau's hands. 4 Hast thou no tears, like those be-spent Upon thy Zion's ancient part? No moving looks, like those which sent Their softness through a traitor's heart? 5 No touching tale of anguish dear, Whereby like children we may creep, All trembling, to each other near, And view each other's face, and weep? 909 Love one another. 12s & lis. JET us love one another. Xot Ions ftiay we stay ■ LJ In this brief world of mourning, so brief is life's day; Some fade ere 't is noon, and few linger till eve ; Ther£ breaks not a heart, but leaves some one to grieve. 2 And the fondest, the purest, the truest that met. Have found there was need to forgive and forget: Then. O. though the hopes that we nourish'd decay, Let us love one another as long as we may. 3 Thus we'll love one another 'midst sorrow the worst, Unalter'd and fond as we loved at the first ; Though the false wing of pleasure may change and forsake, And the bright urn of wealth into particles break. 4 There are some sweet affections that earth cannot buy, That cling but the closer when sorrow draws nigh, And remain with us yet, though all else pass away: Yes. we'll love one another as long as we stay. 565 MISCELLANEOUS. QlA And I saw the dead, great and small, Qo Ar 7q ^ 1U stand before God.— Rev. 20: 12. uo °° * °" &REAT God, what do I see and hear? The end of things created : The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated ! The trumpet sounds"; the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding ; Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding : No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold his wrath prevailing; For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing ; The day of grace is past and gone ; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet him. 4 Great God, what do I see and hear? The end of things created ; The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated. Before his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shallpass away, And thus prepare to meet him. nil Crucify him, crucify him ! C] \f yii John 19: 6. v * ™ I SEE the crowd in Pilate's hall ; I mark their wrathful mien ; Their shouts of " crucify" appall, With blasphemv between. 566 MISCELLANEOUS. 2 And of that shouting multitude I feel that I am one ; And in that din of voices rude, I recognize my own. 3 I see the scourges tear his back, I see the piercing crown ; And of that crowd who smite and mock I feel that I am one. 4 Around yon cross the throng I see, Mocking the sufferer's groan ; Yet still my voice it seems to be, As if I mocked alone. 5 'T was I that shed the sacred blood ; I nailed him to the tree ; I crucified the Christ of God ; I joined the mockery ! 6 Yet not the less that blood avails To cleanse away my sin ! And not the less that cross prevails To give me peace within ! Q 1 1> Let us love him, for he first loved us. T ■ M yi* Uohn4: 19. ■"■ iVJ " OTHOTJ, my soul, forget no more The Friend who all thy sorrows bore : Let every idol be forgot; But O, my soul, forget him not ! 2 Jesus for thee a body takes, Thy guilt assumes, thy fetters breaks, Discharging all thy dreadful debt ; And canst thou e'er such love forget? 3 Renounce thy ways and works with grief* And fly to this most sure relief; Nor him forget, who left his throne, And for thy life gave up his own. 567 MISCELLANEOUS. 4 Infinite truth, and mercy shine In him, and he himself is thine: And canst thou, then, with sin beset, Such love, such matchless love, forget? 5 O, no ! till time itself depart, His name shall cheer and warm my heart ; And lisping this, from earth I'll rise To join the chorus of the skies. 913 L.M. SINNERS, perhaps this news to you May have no weight, although so true ; The carnal pleasures of the earth Cast off the thoughts and fears of death. 2 The aged sinner will not turn — His heart's so hard, he cannot mourn : Much harder than a flinty rock — He will not turn, though Jesus knock. 3 The blooming youths, in all their prime, Are counting out their length of time ; They ofttimes say 't is their intent, When they get aid, they will repent. 4 But ! the sad and awful state 01 those who stay, and come too late: The foolish virgins — they begin To knock, but can not enter in. 5 When Christ the Lord shall come again, In clouds of heaven and a flame, And Gabriel shall proclaim the sound, "Awake, ye nations under ground" — 6 ! how will parents*tremble there, Who raise their children without prayer 1 Methinks they'll hear their children say, u I never heard my parents pray." 568 MISCELLANEOUS. 7 Good Lord! what groans, what bitter cries, What thunder rolling through the skies! Poor sinners sink in dark despair, While saints are caught up in the air. 914 Farewell. CM BRETHREN and sisters, we must part, And to our callings go ; But let us all keep one in heart, Whilst we remain below. 2 We may but meet a few times more, Till we shall meet above, Where pain and parting are no more, In that bright world of love. 3 We shall with Christ, in Paradise, To endless ages dwell ; Then let us instant watch and pray, So now, dear friends, farewell. 4 And when we meet in heaven above, Where saints and angels dwell, We'll sing of his redeeming love, And never say farewell. 915 The Lost Sheep. P.M. rpHETtE were ninety-ancl-nine that safely lay x In the. shelter of the fold; And one was out on the hills away, Far off from the gates of gold ; A. way on the mountains wild and bare - Away from the tender Shepherd's care. 2 "Lord, thou hast here the ninety- and-nine— Arn they not enough for thee?" But the Shepherd made answer, "This of mine Has wandered away from me; And, although the road be rough and steep, I go to the desert lo find my sheep." 3 But none of the ransomed ever knew How deep were the waters crossed ; Nor how dark the night that the L^rd passed through Ere he found his sheep that was lost. Out in the desert he heard its cry. Sick, and helpless, and ready to die. 4 " Lord, whence are those blood drops all the way That mark out the mountain's track ?" " They were shed for one who had gone astray Ere the Shepherd couid bring him back." 569 MISCELLANEOUS. Lord, whence are thy hands so rent and torn ?" '• They were pierced to-night by many a thorn." 5 And all through the mountains, thunder-riven, And up from the rocky steep There rose a cry to the gates of heaven " Rejoice, I have found my sheep !" And the angels echoed around the throne, "Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own!" 916 M.6s.&4s. MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary ; Saviour divine ; Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away ; 0, let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart : My zeal inspire ; As thou hast died for me, O may my love to thee, Pure, warm and changeless be — A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my guide ; Bid darkness turn to day ; Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream ; When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll ; Blest Saviour, then in love, Fear and distress remove ; O bear me safe above — A ransom'd soul. 570 MISCELLANEOUS. 917 L. M. OF him who did salvation, bring, I could forever think and sing ; Arise, ye needy — he'll relieve ; Arise, ye guilty — he'll forgive. 2^.sk but his grace, and lo, 'tis given, ^Vsk, and he turns your hell to heaven ; Though sin and sorrow wound thy soul, Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 3 To shame our sins he blush'd in blood ; He closed his eyes to show us God ; Let all the world fall down and know That none but God such love can show. 4 'Tis thee I love ; for thee alone I shed my tears and make my moan ; Where'e*- 1 am, where'er I move, I meet the object of my love. 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 1 drink, nnd yet am ever dry ; Ah ! who against thy charms is proof; Ah! whr> that loves, can love enough? 918 8s. & 7s. WHAT a friend we have in Jesus. All our sins and griefs to bear; Wha*. a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer. Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bear — All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer. 2 Have we trials and temptations ? Is there trouble anywhere ? We should never be discouraged — Take it to the Lord in prayer. 571 MISCELLANEOUS. Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all onr sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer. 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care ? Precious Saviour, still our refuge, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer: In his arms he'll take and shield thee Thou wilt find a solace there. 919 Built Uvon a Rock. M. 8s. "VfY anchor is within the veil, iVJ - Whatever may my soul betide Against me nothing can prevail. For God the Lord is on my side : Though heaven and earth shall pass away, My trust shall still unshaken stay. 2 The Rock of truth I now have found, Here shall I ever stand secure: I safely anchor in the ground, That shall for ever more endure. "When all the things of earth are fled. Willi joy shall I lilt up my head. 3 Nor waves nor storms can bring me harm. While on this "Rock I place my trust; My strength is the Almighty arm— The shield and refuge of the just ; Here shall I dwell, and dv%ell serene, Amid life's every checkered scene. 4 Though fiends of hell against me rise, Their looks of wrath I will not fear; While on the Lord my soul relies, He shall for my defence appear: He is my fortress and high tower, My helper in the evil hour. 5 My house I built upon this Rock, Which shall for ever be my stay; To fire, nor flood, nor tempest shock, Shall its foundation e'er Rive way; But here shall stand for ever fast, Long as eternity shall last. 572 MISCELLANEOUS. 9*20 One Stop More. C. M. WHAT though before me all is dark, Why should I long to see ? If God gives light for one step more 'Tis quite enough for me. 2 1 find each onward step I take, The gloom clears from the. next, And though 'tis very dark beyond, Why should I be perplexed ? 3 If mercy veils my fate from me Why should I murmuring go? My present lot might harder be Did I the future know. 4 With childish faith I'll walk along My path while here I dwell, And trust my future lot to him Who doeth all things well. 5 Thus step by step I'll travel on, Not looking far before ; Trusting that I shall always have Just light for one sterjjikore. 921 Q thailhacl Wings like a Dove M. 8s. O ZION ! when I think on thee. ^ I long for pinions like the dove. And mourn to think: that I should be So distant from the place I love. 2 A captive here, and far from home, For Zion's sacred walls I sigh ; To Zion all the ransomed come, And see the Saviour eye to eye. 3 While here T walk on hostile ground, The few that I can call ray friends Are^like myself, with fetters bound, And weariness our steps attends. 4 But yet we shall behold the day. When Zion's children shall return ; Our sorrows then shall flee away, And we shall never, never mourn. 5 The hope that such a day will come, Makes e'en the captive's portion sweet; Though now we wander far from home, In Zion soon we all shall meet. 573 MISCELLANEOUS. 922 Alone with Je.sus. M. 8, 8, 8, 6. ALONE with Jesus ! Blessed place, Where I behold him face to face, And every line of beauty trace, — Companionship divine. 2 Alone with Jesus, while without Are care and danger, tear and doubt ; But while with him, the world shut out, The joys of heaven are mine. 3 Alone with him, on bended knee, No ear to hear, no eye to see, The Saviour deigns to meet with me, And to my prayer incline. 4 Alone with Jesus— oh, the bliss Of holding converse such as this, All anxious care I now dismiss, And all of earth resign. 5 Alone with Jesus— oh, how blest ! Close folded to my Saviour's breast, lie thou, dear Lord, my constant guest, And keep me wholly thine. 923 S. M. FIGHT on, my soul, fight on, Till all thy foes must yield ; Thou canst not wear the victor's crown, Till thou hast gained the field. 2 Follow thy Saviour on, Where'er he leads the way : Through fiery trials and through scorn, He leads to endless day. 3 Though all thy friends tu~n foes, And Satan threats and storms, He gently guards, and always Knows, To keep you safe from haruw 924 Last Farewell. M. 7s. 1^ ARTHLY home, adieu, adieu, li Earthly friends, farewell to you: Softly breathe your last good-bye, Jesus calls me, let me die. 574 INDEX OF FIRST LINES (The Figures Indicate the N amber of the Hymn.) (.Hymns in Italic indicate new hymns.) A BKOKEN heart, my God, ray King. ...Watts. 663 A A charge to keep I have . . . .' .C. Wesley. 361 A few more years sha 1 roll Bouuer. 484 Afflicted saints, to Christ draw near 299 Affliction is a stormy deep Cotton. 290 Afflictions, though they seem severe Newton. 214 A fountain in Jesus which always runs frej 159 Again, from calm and sweet repose 523 A good High Priest is come 109 Ah ! whither should I go ? C. Wesley. 188 Alas ! alas ! why is it so ? 324 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? Watts. 114 Alas, my God ! tl at thou shouldst be 703 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise Mrs. Steel. 393 All hail the power of Jesus' name Duncan. 130 All praise to our redeeming Lord VVesley. 749 All you who have confessed 239 Almighty God, thy piercing eye Watts. 7 Almighty Sovereign ot the skies Watts. 819 Alone with Jesus! blessed place 922 Although despised by men 240 Always with us, always with us Nevin. 746 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound . . .Newton. 217 Amazing sight ! the Saviour stands 163 Am I a soldier of the cross ? Watts. 397 Am I indeed born from above ? 700 An alien from God. and a stranger to grace 487 And am I born to die ? 436 And am I only born to die ? C. Wesley. 610 And are we yft alive? C. Wesley. 506 And can I yet delay ? C. Wesley. 793 And do we hope to be with him ? 333 And let this feeble body fail C. Wesley. 466 And must I be to judgment brought ?. C.Wesley. 474 And must I part with all I have ? Beddome. 603 And must this body die ? 409 575 INDEX. And now, my soul, an :>ther year 57? And why, dear Saviour, tell me why ? 127 An early summons Jesus sends 411 Another six diys' work is done Stennett. 76 A parting hymn we sing 276 Arise, my soul, arise C. Wesley. 103 As flows the rapid river S. F. Smith. 812 Asleep in Jesus: blessed sleep — Mrs. McKay.. 431 As on the sea of life we sail 8S1 As pilgrims in this vale of tears 593 Assist my soul, my heavenly king 630 A sweetly solemn thought Alice Cary. 595 As when the weary traveler gains Newton. 601 At every motion of our breath .Montgomery. 459 Attend, young friends, while I relate. 170 Awake, and sing the song Hammond. 37 Awaked by Sin li's awful sound Occura. 681 Awake, my soul, ancTwiETrThe sun .TTeiTnT 5L7 Awake, my soul, in j >yf ul lays Medley. 35 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve. Doddridge. 339 BARREN still this tree is found 815 Be firm, be bold, be strong, be true 599 Before Jehovah's awful throne Watts. 40 Begin the day with God 521 Behold ! behold the Lamb of God ! Hoskins. 789 Behold how sinners disagree 181 Behold our blessed Lord Weishample . 269 Behold that great and awful day.... 'f/l Behold the glories of the Lamb Watts. 24 Behold the man. threescore and ten 891 Behold the mountain of the Lord 713 Behold the Saviour at thy door Gre^-o-. 158 Behold the Saviour of mankind G. Wesley. 115 Behold the sure foundation-stone Watts. 235 Behold the wretch whose lust and wine.. . Watts. 671 Behold what wondrous grace Watts. 207 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head . * 852 Beset with snares on every hand 745 Beside the gospel pool Newton. 181 Be still, be still, for all around 23 Be still, my heart, these anxious cares 300 Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth. ...Copper. 586 Be with me. Lord, where'er I go P..... 607 576 INDEX. Beyond where Kedroa's waters flow.S. T. Smith. 122 Beyond where Kedron's waters flow 907 Blessed are the sons of God Humphreys. 692 Blessed Bible ! how I love it 81 Bless'd is the man, forever bless'd Watts. 676 Bless'd is the man who shuus Watts. 360 Blessings to God, forever blest 546 Blessed are the humble souls that see.... \v arts. 225 Blest are the sons of peace Watts. 736 Blest be the tie that binds .. „.. 785 Blessed with the joys of innocence Watts. 138 Blest hour, when mortal man retires R i files, yj Blest is the man whose bovvels move Watts. 3d! Blow ye the trumpet ! blow Topaldy. 633 Bold in speech and bold in action 248 Brethren and sisters, we must part 914 Brethren, we have met to worship 4] Brethren, while we sojourn here Swain. 406 Brother, thou art gone to rest 858 Broad is the road that leads to death.. ..Watts. 148 Buried beneath the yielding wave Beddome. 255 By the poor widow's oil and meal 892 Bv the thoughtless world derided 695 By whom was David taught 900 CALL Jehovah thy salvation Montgomery. 330 Called to a sense of duty 399 Chide mildly the erring Cennick. 393 Child of sin and sorrow 657 Children of the heavenly king 38 Christian soldiers, wake to glory 407 Come, ail ye tender hearted Christians 901 Come, all ye mourning pilgrims 7lo Come, all ye weary travelers 612 Come, brethren and sisters, assist me 6S8 Come', children of Zioii, and 767 Come, Christian brethren, courage take 741 Come, Christian brethren, ere we part 510 Come, guilty sinner, in whose breast Jones. 150 Come, heavenly love, inspire my song 25 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly dove Watts. 230 Come in, ye blessed of the Lord Kelly. 714 Come, let us join our friends above. .C. Wesley. 710 Come, let us join with one accord 77 Come, let us now forget our mirth 843 (37) 577 INDEX. Come, let W pray : 'tis sweet to fee] 781 Come, let us search our ways and see Watts. 363 Come, let us strike our harps afresh Reed. 798 Come, let us use the grace divine C. Wesley. 715 Come, my friends, aud let us try 303 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Newton. 671 Come, O my soul, to Calvary 126 Come on, my partners in distress C. Wesley. 285 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord Nicholson. 47 Come, O thou King of all thy saints. .Mrs. Steel. 780 Come, O thou traveler unknown C. Wesley. 665 Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell 792 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast.. . .C. Wesley. 173 Come, sound his praise abroad. Watts. 760 Come, take my yoke, the Saviour said 661 Come, thou fount of every blessing Robison. 27 Come to Jesus, little one 627 Come to the morning prayer 519 Come, trembling soul, forget your fear 160 Come, weary soul, with sin distressed. Mrs. Steel. 618 Come, worship at Emmanuel's feet Watts. 30 Come, ye disconsolate Moore. 617 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy Hart. 152 Come, ye that love the Lord Watts. 31 Come, ye weary souls, oppressed 796 Come, youth and people, one and all 167 Consider, man, another day 774 DARE to think, though bigots frown 901 Dark and thorny is the desert Dark was the night, and cold the ground. Howe. 12:: Day of judgment, day of wonders Newton. 472 Dear as thou wast, and justly dear Dale. 854 Dear brethren, come, draw near to God 21 Dearest Saviour, help thy servant 44 Dear Father, to thy mercy seat Mrs. Steel. 726 Dear friends, farewell 861 -Dear people, all attention give J. W. 165 Dear refuge of my weary soul Mrs. Steel. 597 Death has been here, and borne away 859 Death cannot make our souls afraid Watts. 853 Delay not, delay not; O sinner Hastings. 649 Deny it not— there is a God C. M. Pine. 4 Depth of mercy, can there be C. Wesley. 182 578 INDEX. Destruction's dangerous road Newton. 161 Did Christ o'er sinners weep Beddome. 93 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer Kirkham. 220 Diseases are thy servants, Lord Watts. 828 Dismiss us from the house of prayer 52 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord Hart. 57 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations 818 Droopiug souls, no longer grieve 651 PARLY", niy God, without delay Watts. 788 Ij Earthly home, adieu, adieu 924 Encouraged by thy word 889 Equip me for the war C. Wesley. 732 Ere to the world again we go 49 Eternal God, enthroned on high 827 Eternal Spirit, heavenly dove 264 Eternity is just at hand 464 Except a man himself deny 340 FAITH is the brightest evidence Watts. 344 Faith is the Christian's prop 895 Faith is the Spirit's sweet control 346 Far beyond these sea-girt islands 878 Far down the ages now Boner. 236 Farewell, bright soul, a short farewell. . .Watts. 424 Farewell, my friends, time rolls along 834 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 307 Far from these narrow scenes Mrs. SteeL 415 Far from the utmost verge of day Watts. 477 Father, 1 stretch my hands to thee. . .C. Wesley. 183 Father, 'tis ours in wisdom's way 629 Fatner of all our mercies, thou 754 Father of mercies, bow thine ear Beddome. 245 Father of mercies, condescend 809 Father, tny mercy natn supplied. 553 Fight on, my soul, fight on..". 923 For a season called to part 511 F >rever with the Lord Montgomery. 481 Fountain of mercy, God of love Needham. 585 Friend after friend departs Montgomery. 410 From all that's mortal, all that's vain 329 From all who dwell below the skies Watts. 29 From every stormy wind that blows Stowel. 376 From Greenland's icy mountains Heber. 807 From his low bed of mortal dust. 419 From whence doth this love and this union arise 356 579 GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Watts. 486 Glory to God on high Hart. 378 Glory to thee, my God, this night Keen. 535 Go bring me, said the dying fair 164 God has said, forever blessed -, 636 God. in the gospel of his Son. Beddome. 79 God is the fountain whence 518 God moves in a mysterious way Cowper. 18 God named love, whose Mrs. Browning. 908 God of my life, my morning song Mrs. Steel. 526 God of our salvation, bear us Kelly. 51 God's holy law transgressed 669 Go, labor on. spend and be spent 213 Go thou, in life's fair morning 618 Go to Jesus with thy sorrows 660 Go to thy grave in all Montgomery. 425 Go to thy rest, fair child 413 Go to thy rest in peace 819 Go to thy rest, with sorrows worn 860 Go when the morning shineth 773 Go with thy servant. Lord 217 Grace, 'tis a charming sound . . .•. Doddridge. 97 Grace, 'tis a most delightful theme 197 Gracious Lord, incline thine ear Hammond. 667 Gracious Spirit, love divine J. Strocker. 229 Great Author of th' immortal mind Watts. 370 Great God. as seasons disappear 820 Great God. I own thv sentence just. Watts. 450 Great God, we would' to thee Watts. 810 Great God ! what do I see and hear ? 910 Great Husbandman, at thy command 759 Great Shepherd of thine Israel 906 Great was the day, the joy was great. ...Watts. 2*27 Guide us, O thou great Jehovah Oliver. 372 H AD I ten thousand gifts besides 609 HadI the tongues of Greeks and Jews.. .Watts. 351 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus Winegrove. 679 Hail, my partners in distress Warden. 729 Hail' the blest morn Heber. 86 Hail, thou once despised Jesus Bakewell. 131 Haih wondrous love, that 806 Happy is he whose early years Watts. 565 Happy soul ! thy days are ended C. Wesley. 439 Happy the child, whose early years 568 580 INDEX. Happy trie home when God is tbere 55? Hark, don't you hear the turtle-dove 885 Hark, from the tomb Watts. 428 Hark ! my soul, it is the Lord Cowper. 204 Hark ! teu thousand harps and voices Kelly. 134 Hark ! the jubilee is sounding 662 Hark ! the herald angels sing C. Wesley. 89 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Francis. 273 Haste, O sinner, to be wise Scott. 642 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts. 416 Heaven is the land where troubles cease 873 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies Watts. 120 Hell! 'tis a word of dreadful sound Browne. 476 Help, Lord, to whom for help I fly 744 Here, in the preseuce of our God 765 Holy and reverend is the name Needham. 2 Ho ! reapers of life's harvest 811 How beauteous are their feet Watis. 246 How blest the righteous, when he dies . . Barbauld. 414 How blest the sacred tie that binds. . .Barbauld. 272 How can a sinner know C. Wesley. 211 How can I vent my grief 323 How can we see the children, Lord 555 How condescending and how kind Watts. 98 How did my heart rejoice to hear Watts. 20 How firm a foundation, ye saints Kennedy. 226 How great, how solemn is the work 762 How happy are the young who hear Logan. 559 How happy every child of grace C. Wesley. 205 How happy is the Christian's state 357 How happy is the man who hears 224 How long has God bestowed his care. . .Newton. 576 How long wilt thou conceal thy face Watts. 709 How lost was my condition 218 How of t, alas! this wretched heart.. Mrs. Steel. 816 How perfect is thy word Watts. S3 How pleasant, how divinely fair Watts. 36 How precious is the name 698 How proud we are, how fond to show 604 How sad our state by nature is W^atts. 196 How shall the young secure their hearts. .Watts. 561 How short the race our friend has run 447 How solemn the signal I hear 857 How still and peaceful is the grave Watts. 850 5S1 INDEX. How sweet, how heavenly is the sight. . .Swain. 353 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound. .Bowring. 95 How sweet the hour of closing day 420 How sweet the melting lay 785 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds ..Newton. 101 How sweet to.be allowed to pray Follen. 723 How sweet to leave the world awhile Kelly. 786 How swift the torrent rolls Doddridge. 458 How tedious and tasteless the hours. ..Newton. 600 How would my heart rejoice to see 281 How vain are all things here below Watts. 457 I AM. baith Christ, the way Ill I am weary. I am weary 894 I and my house will serve the Lord. .C. Wesley. 558 I asked the Lord that I might grow Newton. 380 I come to thee, I come to thee 757 If I must die, O let me die Beddome. 319 If Jesus Christ was sent 185 If 'tis sweet to mingle where 784 If peace and plenty crown my days 542 If Paul in Caesar's court must stand Newton. 328 If you will turn away from sin 625 I hate the tempter and his charms 614 I know that my Redeemer lives Medley. 320 JI lay me down in Jesus' arms A. M. E. 541 I'll sing a song that doth belong 209 I long to see the season come 149 I looked upon the righteous man 448 I love the Lord : he heard my cries 831 I love thy kingdom, Lord Dwight. 238 I love to hear the story 633 I love to steal awhile away Mrs. Brown. 59 I 'm a lonely traveler here 301 I 'm but a stranger here 862 I 'm glad that I was born to die 221 I 'm not ashamed to own my "Lord 21 6 In all my Lord's appointed ways 373 Indulgent God of love and power 253 In evil long I took delight Newton. 685 In Jesus' name once more we meet H. C. S. 267 In Jesus' name we come to thee 540 In memory of the Saviour's blood A. M. E. 271 In mercy, Lord, remember me 532 582 Innumerable foes 403 In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair 596 In the Christian's home in glory 867 In the cross of Christ I glory 740 Intemperance, like a raging flood 824 In this lone hour of deep distress Dennis. 427 In thy name. O Lord, assembling 43 In trouble and in grief. O Lord .". 339 in vain men talk of living faith 743 In what confusion earth appears Doddridge. 479 I often say my prayers 383 I once enjoyed my Lord 323 I see the crowd in Pilate's hall 911 I set myself against the Lord 888 Israel in ancient days 110 Is there a God ? Yon rising sun 1 It is a very pleasant thing 259 It is not good, Jehovah said 575 It shall be well, let sinners know Hoskins. 737 I waited patient for the Lord Watts. 203 I want a heart to pray C. Wesley. 381 I want to be an angel 638 I will sing you a song of that beautiful land 868 I would not live alway Muhlenburg. 480 JEHOVAH'S image brightly shone Garner. 15 Jerusalem, my glorious home. . .Montgomery. 877 Jerusalem, my happy home '. Gregg. 497 Jesus, and shall it ever be 332 Jesus, grant us all a blessing Atkins. 505 Jesus^ great Shepherd of the sheep. ..C. Wesley. 280 Jesus, I love thy charming name Doddridge. 711 Jesus, I my cross have taken Grant. 219 Jesus, let thy pitying eye C. Wesley. 326 Jesus, lover of my soul C. Wesley. 301 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone Cennick. 195 Jesus, my Saviour and my God. Stennett. 721 Jesus, tender shepherd, hear me 562 Jesus the cross for me endured 258 Jesus, the Saviour of my soul 71 8 Jesus, the very thought is sweet Bernard. 107 Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend Buruham. 101 Jesus, tby love shall we forget ? 275 Jesus wept ; those tears are over 903 583 INDEX. Jobn was the prophet of the Lord 85 -Joyfully, joyfully, ownward I move. . W. Huuter. 701 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 358 Joy to the world : the Lord has come Watts. 90 Just as I am, without oue plea 191 KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake. .Newton. 799 Know, my soul, thy full Montgomery. 321 Know, sinners, every one is free 611 T ET children hear the mighty deeds Watts. 839 ■" Let every mortal ear attend Watts. 155 Let me lie prostrate on the ground 782 Let others boast how strong they be Watts. 462 Let Pharisees of high esteem Watts. 351 Let plenteous grace descend on those. J. Newton. 2Qq Let sinners take their course Watts. 386 Let strife forever cease 897 Let the land mourn through all its coasts 582 Let the seventh angel sound on high 133 Let thoughtless thousands choose Hoskins. 636 Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour ^03 Let us' lovedie another 903 Let Zion's watchmen all awake Doddridge. 2 12 Life is a span, a fleeting hour Mrs. Steel. 817 Life is the time to serve the Lord Watts. 116 Lift up your hearts, Emmanuel's friends 713 Like mist on the mountain 530 Little drops of water 637 Live while you live, in mortal days 291 Lo ! another year is gone 584 Lo! he comes, with clouds descending. . .Oliver. 163 Lonely aud weary, by sorrows oppressed. . 879 Look down, Lord, with pitying eye. Doddridge. Ill Look to Jesus : see, he stands . . .. 801 Lo! ou a narrow neck of land C. Wesley. 161 Lord, a little baud, and lowly 537 Lord, all I am is known to thee Watts. 6 Lord, at this closing hour 53 Lord, at thy sacred feet " 769 Lord, at thy table 1 behold Stennett. 279 Lord, bless thy saints assembled here 23i ' Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 50 Lord. I approach the mercv-seat Newton. 189 581 INDEX. Lord, I believe a rest remains C. Wesley. 496 Lord, I cannot let thee go 719 Lord, in the morning I will send 516 Lord, in the morning thou shalt bear Watts. 518 Lord, in tby courts we now appear Needbam. 382 Lord, in thy presence here we meet Holman. 251 Lord, lead the way the Saviour Croswell. 738 Lord of my life, whose word and power 82f Lord of the harvest, hear C.Wesley. 832 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Watts. 533 Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin Watts. 142 Lord, we come before thee now Hammond. 48 Lord, we confess our numerous faults 213 Lord, what a heaven of saving grace Watts. 22 Lord, what a wretched land is this Watts. 730 Lord, when together here we meet 502 Love is the strongest tie 739 Lo! what an entertaining sight Watts. 232 MAJESTIC svveetuess sits enthroned. .Stennett. 9(3 Make us by thy transforming Mrs. Steel. 100 Mary to the Saviour's tomb J. B. Marsh. 132 Mav the grace of Christ, our Saviour 56 Mercy ! 6, thou Son of David Newton. 191 'Mid scenes of confusion, and creature. S. F. Key. 702 Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven Watts. 193 Must Jesus bear his cross alone 3 13 My anchor is within the veil Luther. 919 My bark is on a troubled sea 594 My closet, my temple, my social retreat 60 My days are gliding swiftly by Nelson. 492 My days, my weeks, my mouths, my years . 456 My dearest friends, in bonds of love. .". 503 My dearest Lord, in love appear 771 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? Watts. 362 My God, my father^ cheering name ' . . Mrs. Steel. 12 My Godi my life, my love Watts. 10 My God. my portion and my love Watts. 699 My God, the spring of all my joys Watts. 717 My Gotl, tny service well demands... Uoddrmge. ^y6 My faith looks up to thee 916 My heavenly home is bright and fair 488 My home is hi heaven 866 My life declines, my strength is gone 815 My mother died, and is no more 438 My son, know thou the Lord. . , .... 835 585 INDEX. My opening eyes with rapture see 68 My soul, be on thy guard Heath. 400 My soul, come, meditate the day 443 My soul, repeat his praise Watts. 8 My spirit longs for thee John Byron. 310 My youthful mates, both small and great 449 VEARER. my God, to thee S. F. Adams. 314 -L' Nor eye has seen, nor ear has heard. Watts. 874 Not all the blood of beasts Watts. 106 Not all the outward forms of earth Watts. 689 Now begin the heavenly theme Longfield. 693 Now, brethren, though we part 508 Now. brethren, to your homes repair. M. Hoovex . 504 Now from the altar of our hearts Mason. 531 Now, gracious Lord, thine arm Newton. 830 Now, in the heat of youthful blood. Watts. 617 Now I resolve. Avith all my heart Steel. 335 Now is the accepted time Dobell. 151 Now let us raise our voices high 826 Now, O my soul ! the circling sun 537 Now one day's journey less divides 538 Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace 512 Now the shades of night are gone 527 Now we are met in holy fear Burn ham. 787 Now, whilst I try my heart 309 BLESS the Lord, my soul Watts. 26 O bless the Lord, my soul 543 O bow thiue ear. eternal One Pierpont. 289 O, could I find, from day to day 62 O do not let the word depart 655 Of ail religions that are touud 893 Of him who did salvation bring 917 O for a closer walk with God Cowper. 316 O for a faith that will not shrink Bathurst. 345 O for a glance of heavenly day Hart 187 O for a heart to praise my God C. Wesley. 312 O for an overcoming faith Watts. 348 O for a thousand tongues, to sing C. Wesley. 34 O God. by whom the seed is given Heber. 764 O God, my sins are manifold 905 O God. on thee we all depend 758 O God. our help in ages past Watts. 11 O happy day, that fixed my choice 206 586 INDEX. happy day, when saints shall meet 509 O happy saints, that dwell in light 493 O, how happy are they 208 ■ O, it is joy in one to meet 61 Lamb of God. for sinners slain Mrs. Hunt. 265- O land of rest, for thee I sigh 305 O Lord, behold us at thy feet Mrs. F. 836 O Lord, help we to live Mrs. Hess. 390 O Lord^ how full of sweet content Guy on. 336 O Lord, I would delight in thee 725 O Lord, our languid souls inspire 761 O Lord, thy work revive Hastings. 797 Lord, to us assembled here 783 O love, beyond conception great 202 O love divine, how sweet thou art C. Wesley. 731 O love divine, that stooped to share Holmes. 293 O may 1 love, at early day 776 O may the Lord our footsteps guide A. M. E. 870- Once'more a pleasant interview 513 Once more, before we part 51 Ouce more, my soul, the rising day 520 Once more we lift our hearts to God 42 Once more we press the hand and part 805 Once. O Lord thy garden flourished Newton. 322 One there is above all others 102 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Stennett. 495 On the mountain's top appearing 887 On what has now been sown .,-. 55 O render thanks to God CEkte & Brady. 519 O sacred head, now wounded A. Gerhart. 118 O s.ay not, I will yet delay 656 O, sing jo me ofjieaven M rs. Danna . 851„ O sin n e*r , ' bring n ot tears alone .Breviary. 1 78 O speed thee. Christian, on the way 731 O, tell me no mo re of this J. Gambold. 691 _ O :hat 1 could" fore veFa* well ."Newton. 313" O that I knew the secret place 673 O that I were as heretofore C. Wesley. 811 O that my load of sin were gone C. Wesley. 179 O that the Lord would guide my ways. ..Watts. 315 O there's a better world on high 712 587 INDEX. O thou in whose presence my soul Swain. 302 O thou, my soul, forget do more 913 O thou that hearest prayer 802 () thou who hearest when sinner's cry 192 O tnou who driest the mourner s tear 292 O thou who hast at thy command 368 O thou, whose compassionate care 286 O thou, whose own vast temple. . . W. C. Bryant. 28S O thou, whose tender mercy hears Mrs. Steel. 614 O time, how few thy value weigh Scott. 451 O, 'tis a folly and a crime 571 O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die ? 15J Our days, alas ! our mortal days Watts 855 Our God is love, and all his saints 352 Our God, our help in ages past Watts. 11 Our Heavenly Father calls Moi.teomery. 32? O, what amazing words of grace .Medley. 16 O, what a lonely path were ours 49 O, what a wretched sinner, Lord 66t: 0, when shall all these trials cease A. M. E. 375 when shall 1 see Jesus ? 311 0, when the tear is gushing G. B. Ide. 775 O. where shall rest be found ? .Montgomery. 444 O, who'll stand up for Jesus ? 337 O, why wilt thou so long delay 651 O yes, there is a happier shore 493 O, ye young, ye gay, ye pruud 570 Zion, when I think on thee Kelly. 921 PASTOR, thou art from us taken. . ..Sigourney. 422 People of the living God J. W. 817 Planted in Christ, the living viuc.S. F. Smith. 241 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Watts. 201 Poor and needy though 1 be 569 Prayer is the breath of God in man — Beddome. 385 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire... Montgomery. 378 Prayer was appointed to convey Hart. 387 Precious Bible! what a treasure ■. .Newton. 902 Prepare me. gracious God Eliott. 664 Preserved by thy almighty power 804 Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace 261 Prostrate, dear Jesus at thy feet Stennett. 177 A UENCH not the spirit of the Lord 228 I INDEX. RAPID my days and months run on 583 Redeemed ones, the heirs of God 331 Rejoice ! the Lord is King C. Wesley. 890 Religion is the balm of life 697 rleligion is the chief concern Fawcett. 311 Religion. ; tis a glorious treasure 703 Remark, my soul, the narrow bound.. Doddridge. 835 Remember, sinful youth 621 Remember thy Creator now 620 Repent, the voice celestial cries Doddridge. 663 Return, O wanderer, return ! Collyer. 650 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. . .Cennick. 747 Rise, O my soul, pursue the path Needham. 388 Rock of ages, cleft for me Toplady. 103 Hun to and fro in all thy qlee A. M. E. 169- SAFELY through another week Newton. 75 Salem's bright King— Jesus by name 257 Salvation, O the joyful sound Watts. 200 Save all my children. Lof d 841 Saviour, happy would I be 707 Saviour, I do feel thy merit 210 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 622 Saviour, teach me day by day 355 Saviour, visit thy plantation Newton. 384 Saw ye my Saviour ? 117 Say, sinner, hath a voice within 652 Searcher of hearts, from mine erase Heber. 720 See a poor sinner, dearest Lord 675 See how the little toiling ant 628 See how the morning sun Scott. 524 See. in the vineyard of the Lord 325 See the leaves around us falling Home. 580 See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands 62S See th' eternal Judge descending CI eland . 473- Shall I, for fear of feeble man J. Wesley. 244 Shall we meet beyond the river ? ". 882 S hed not. a tear. ^L^_DajtLa«-.848 Should sombre clouds of sorrow rise 871 Show pity, Lord ! O Lord, forgive ! 190 Silently the shades of evening 777 Since all the varying scenes of time Harvey. 19 Since Jesus freely did appear Berridge. 573 Since man, by sin, has lost his God 884 589 INDEX. Sin has a thousand treacherous arts Watts. 140 Sinner, awake to think 171 Sinner, can you slight the Saviour B. H. P. 478 Sinners, hear, for God hath spoken 610 Sinner, oh, why so thoughtless grown Watts. 613 Sinner, the voice of God regard 147 Siuners, perhaps this news to you 913 Sinners, this solemn truth regard Fawcett. 215 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? C. Wesley. 168 Sinners, will you scorn the message ? Allen. 144 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely. . .8. T. Smith. 430 So fades the lovely blooming flow'r...Mrs. Steel. 413 Softly now the light of day Doane. 534 Solemnly, sadly, the mourners draw near.. Miller. 125 So let our lips and lives express Watts. 722 Sow in the morn thy seed Montgomery. 250 Speak geutly, it is better far 837 Speak gently to the erring ones F. G. Lee. 391 Spirit divine, attend our prayer Reed. 66 Stay, thou insulted. Spirit, sftty C. Wesley. 180 Stern winter throws his icy chain... .Mrs. Steel. 581 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think Newton. 174 Straight is the way, the door is straight. .Watts. 312 Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies. Mrs. Steel. 116 Sure, there is a righteous God Watts. 17 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer !. . . 65 Sweet is the work, my God, my King Watts. 71 Sweet the moment, rich Robinson. 119 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope 846 Sweet was the time, when first I felt — Newton. 812 Swift the moments fly away : . . . . 467 TAKE up thy cross, the Saviour said 338 Teach me the measure of my days Watts. 435 Teach me yet more of thy blest ways 369 Teach us, in time of deep distress 728 Teach us, O Lord, to sing and pray 701 Tell me not in mournful numbers 705 That awful day will surely come Watts. 470 That man no guard nor weapon needs.. .Newton. 587 That name to me sounds ever sweet 162 The bosom where I oft have lain 442 The bud will soon become a flower. .Jones Very. 56* The Christian knows his God aright 366 59.0 INDEX. The church of God believes J ^Winebre nner. 268 The cross of Jesus purifies 341 The day is past and gone 530 Thee we adore. Eternal Name Watts. 440 The Father in his boundless love A. M. E. 898 The God of harvest praise 821 The gospel comes with welcome news 678 The happy morn is come 129 The happy shore on Eden's plains E. 489 ■ The harvest is past, and the reapers are gone 611 The importance of a sacred right 365 The last lovely morning 453 The law by Moses came Watts. 94 The law commands and makes us Watts. 80 The light of Sabbath eve 70 The Lord into his garden comes 233 The Lord is" risen indeed Kelly. 128 The Lord my Shepherd is Watts. 9 The Lord, who truly knows Newton. 61 The night is past and gone 522 The night is far spent, and the day 137 The offerings to thy throne which Bowring. 763 The one thing needful, that good part 672 The pearl that worldlings covet 683 There is a gate stands open wide 586 There is a fountain filled with blood Cowper. 199 There is a happy land 875 There is a heaven above the skies 501 There is an hour of hallowed W. B. Tappan. 498 There is an hour of peaceful rest.. W. B. Tappan. 865 There is a house not made with hands 437 There is a land of glorious light E. 869- There is aland of pure delight Watts. 494 There is a name I love to hear 33 There is a path that leads to God Watts. 563 There is a school on earth be^un 606 There is a time, we know not when 158 There's a home for the blest 883 There's beauty all around 858 There were ninety -and-nine. that safely lay. ... 915 The sacraments are holy signs 263 The saints appear, to tread the courts 768 The saints on earth, and those above 281 The Saviour, what a noble flame Cowper. 92 The Son of Man they did betray 121 591 The souls that would to Jesus press Hart. 403 The spacious firmament on high Addison. 14 The spirit in our hearts 645 The time draws nigh when from the clouds 452 The time is short, the season near Hoskins. 465 __-27ie time is short, the season nears Mrs. Hess. 429 The way of life in Christ doth lead 408 The world can neither give nor J. Mason. 706 The worth of truth no tongue can tell 78 They who seek the throne of grace 63 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord Doddridge. 73 This God is the God we adore Hart. 58 This is a precious book indeed 634 This is the field , the world below 469 This is the day the Lord has made Watts. 67 Thou dear Kedeemer, dying Lamb Cennick. 28 Though hard the winds are blowing 294 Though in the earthly church below Newton. 237 Though my flesh and heart may fail 880 Though parents may iu covenant be Doane. 556 Though troubles assail and dangers Newton. 16 Thou great First Cause, least understood 379 Thou hast said, exalted Jesus G. E. Giles. 262 Thou Refuge of my soul Mrs. Steel. 305 Thou shalt not covet, God hath said 615 Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine...C. Wesley. 733 Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes 766 Thou Sovereign, let my evening song 536 Thou who a tender parent art 554 Thou who art the ever present 822 Thou who dost my life prolong 529 Through all the dangers of the night Kelly. 523 Through the furnace, through the heat 755 Through tribulations deep 371 Thus far my God hath led me on Watts. 401 Thus far the Lord has led me on 539 Thus I resolved before the Lord Watts. 395 Thus, said Jesus, go and do Roscoe. 724 Thy life I read, my dearest Lord Steunett. 418 Thy presence, gracious God, afford Fawcett. 45 Time is winging us away 455 'Tis a point I long to know Newton. 394 'Tis by the faith of joys to come Watts. 347 'Tis finished, so the Saviour cried 131 592 INDEX. Tis finished ! The conflict is past 445 Tis my happiness helow Cowper. 404 'Tis religion that can give 359 To-day Emmanuel feeds his sheep 770 To-day God bids the faithful rest Cennick. 74 To-day, if you will hear his voice Meller. 175 - To God, the mighty Lord 545 To God, who from the earth and skies Z. & E. 553 To keep the lamp alive 605 To-morrow. Lord, is thine 460 To praise thee, ever-bounteous Lord. .Needham. 579 To praise the Saviour's name 623 To the flowing stream of Jordan 256 To us a child of hope is born Montgomery. 88 Trust in Jesus, weeping mourner 756 Try us, God, and search the ground . . C. Wesley. 283 Twas by an order from Watts. 82 'Twas on that dark and doleful night 277 TTNCERTAIN how the way to find Newton. 748 U Upoa the banks of Jordan stood SI VAIN are all terrestial pleasures 750 Vain, delusive world, adieu C. Wesley. 588 Vain man. thy fond pursuits forbear Hart. 157 Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now.. J. B. Ide. 249 WAIT, my soul, upon the Lord 223 Waked by the Gospel's powerful sound 212 Wake up, my muse, condole the loss 421 Wandering pilgrims, mourning Christians 696 We are not here for earth: no. no \ . .VI . E 463 - We bless thee for this sacred day 72 We bless the Lord, the just and good Watts. 514 Weep for the lost ! thy Saviour wept 593 Weeping soul, no longer mourn 653 We go the way that leads to God 803 We journey through a vale of tears 727 We lay thee in the silent tomb 858 Welcome, delightful morn Hay ward. 833 Welcome, sweet day of rest .Watts. 69 Welcome, O Saviour, to my heart 794 Welcome, welcome, day of rest 886 We now have heard our brethren tell 791 (38) 593 INDEX. We praise the Lord of earth and skies 547 We're marching to the promised land 872 JVe're met, Lord Winebrenner. 779 We shall greet them at home 876 , We speak of the realms of the blest 482 We thank thee, Lord, for daily bread 551 We thank thee, Lord, for this our food 550 We've no abiding- city Hare Kelly. 411 -What a friend we haoe in Jesus 918 What cneermg words are these Kent. 222 What contradictions meet 252 What have I in this barren land ? Watts. 863 What, if our bark o'er life's rough wave 483 What is the thing uf greatest price?.Montgomery. 613 What must it be to dwell above. 589 What, my soul, should bow thee down ? 751 What poor, despised company 374 What shall' I render to my God Watts. 800 What's this that steals, that steals upon 844 What thmK ye of Christ? is the test Newtofi. 112 -What though before me all is dark 920 What various mnarances we meet Cowper. 377 When Adam sinned, through all his race 139 When a foolish thought within 634 When all tjm mercies, O my God Addison. 32 When along life's thorny road 753 When blooming youth is snatched Mrs. Steel. 433 When brighter f-uns and milder skies. ..Peabody. 578 When converts first begin -to sing 405 When daily I kneel down to pray 635 Whene'er a sinner turns to God Stennett. 682 W hene'er the clouds of sorrow roll 752 When floating on life's troubled sea 350 When for eternal worlds we steer 823 When gathering clouds around L. Glenelg. 297 When God revealed his gracious name Watts. 677 When I can read my title clear Watts. 349 When I set out for glory 684 When I survey the wondrous cross Watts. 274 When Jesus Christ was here below 266 When Jesus, our great Master, came Watts. 334 -When Joseph his brethren beheld 899 When languor and disease invade Toplady. 608 When marshalled on the nightly. .. H. K. White. 91 594 When our Lord was crucified 616 When shall we meet a°:ain 507 When souls are first converted 687 When struggling on the bed of pain 287 When the first parents of our race 99 When the harvest is past 8. F. Smith. 153 When the joyous day is dawning 778 When the last trumpet's awful voice 451 When thou, my righteous Judge Rippon. 475 When thy mortal life is fled 65'i W'hen torn is the bosom by sorrow and care 773 When we cannot see our way 367 When we pass through yonder river Kelly. 485 When we stand before the throne 590 When we. with welcome slumber pressed 525 When wounded sore S. T. Alexander. 198 Where shall the child of sorrow find 63L Where two or three together meet. Kent. 790 Where two or three with sweet accord. .Stennett. 46 While Jesns dwelt on earth 690 While life prolongs its precious light — D wight. 145 While others pray for grace to die 308 While shepherds watched their flocks Tate. 87 While through this changing world. Montgomery. 864 While we sojourn here below £. 514 While with ceaseless course, the sun Newton. 515 Who are these arrayed in white ? C. Wesley. 500 Who is this that comes from Edom ? 133 Whom have we. Lord, in heaven but thee 13 Why do we mourn departed friends ? Watts. 431 Why should I join with those in play 630 Why should our tears in sorrow flow 433 Why should we spend our youthful days 619 Why should Ave start, and fear to die Watts. 417 W T hy those fears ? Behold, 'tis Jesus ! 298 Why will ye lavish out your years 659 Why will you not, O Christian 89b Wide is the gate and broad the way 694 With aching hea/t and weeping eyes 670 With cheerful voices, rise aud sing 574 With joy we meditate the grace Watts. 113 With tears of anguish I lament Stennett. 186 With what a fixed and peaceful mind. ; 446 595 Would you win a soul to God Hammond. 251 Would'st thou an erring soul redeem 392 VE burdened souls, to Jesus come Dobell. 795 -»- Te different sects, who all declare 591 Ye dying sons of men 143 Ye followers of the Prince of Peace 270 Ye careless professors who rest on your lees 813 Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad 3 Ye humble souls, approach your God.Mrs. Steel. 5 Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds 232 Ye lovely bands of blooming youth. .Doddridge. 572 Ye messengers of Christ Yoke. 810 Ye mourning saints, whose Doddridge. 423 Ye servants of the Lord Doddridge. 396 Yes, for me. for me he careth Bonner. 105 Yes, my native land, I love thee S. T. Smith. 808 Yes, she is gone Mrs. G. W. Anderson. 426 Ye unconverted, careless souls. .J^Winebrenner. 172 Ye virgin souls, arise .'."..C. Wesley. 135 Ye weary, heavy-laden, come ! 646 Ye weary, heavy-laden souls 491 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor.. Mrs. Steel. 176 Yield not to temptation, for yielding 632 You may sing of the beauties W. Hunter. 592 ZEAL is that pure and heavenly flame.. Newton. 318 Zion stands with hills surrounded Kelly, 231 596 ! CLASSIFICATION. God— His Being and Attributes IS His names and relations 9-13 In Creation 14-15 la Providence 16-19 Worship and Praise — Public Worship — Opening Hymns — Closing Hymns — Social Worship .. .20-66 The Lord's Day 67-77, and 833 The Holy Scriptures 78-83 John's Ministry and Baptism 84-85 Cbrist— The Incarnation 86-91 His Life and Mission 92-100 His Names and Characters 101-113 His Sufferings and Death ,114-127 His Resurrection and Glory . 1 '2 8-1 34 His Second Advent and Reign 135-137 TheFall 138- 14 i Invitation and Warning 143-176, and 913 Repentance and Faith 177-1 95 Justification and Adoption 19(5-221 The Promises 222-220 The Holy Spirit 227-2 30 The Character of the Church and its Privi- leges 231 -"41 The Ministry 343-252 Council and Conference Meetings 253-254 Baptism 255-265, and 898 Feet Washing 266-269 Love Feast— Salutation 270-272 The Communion 273-279, and 770 Fellowship and Unity 280-285 The Anointing— Church Dedication 286-289 Afflictions and Trials 290-305 597 CLASSIFICATION Aspiration., .,. 306-318 Assurance 319-321 Backsliding 322-326 Communion with God 327-330 Consistency 381-334 Consecration— Contentment 335-337 The Cross 338-343 Faith— Hope— Love— Joy 344-360, and 919 Duties 361-361 Obedience— Perfection 865-370 Christian Pilgrimage 371-375 Prayer 376-387 The Race— Reproof 388-393 Self-examination— Watchfulness 394-396 The Warfare 397-408 Death 409-449 The Resurrection 450-453 Time and Eternity — Judgment 454-4f5 Hell 476-479 Heaven 480-501 Meeting and Parting 501-515. and 831, 914, 924 Family Worship — Morning — Evening , 516-541 Table Hymns 542-553 Parental Hymns 554-558 Youth. 559-572 Marriage 573-575 Special Occasions . 576-585 Miscellaneous 586-4J16 Doxologies •. . . .385-386 CONTENTS OF APPENDIX. Youtn 617-638 The Gospel Call 639-662, and 913 Repentance 663-675 Justification 676-693 Dhristian Life and Experience .694-75? Public Worship— social w oruhip 758-778 Prayer Meetiug — Missionary 779-81] Spiritual Declension 812-817 Special Occasions 818-834 Parental Hymns 835-841 Frailty— Sickness and Death 842-861 Heaven 862-883 Miscellaneous 884-924 598 r i