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NORTH CAROLINA 
 
 SONNETS, 
 
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 SELECTION OF CHOICE HYMNS, 
 
 FOR THE USE OF THE 
 
 OLD SCHOOL BAPTISTS; 
 
 COMPILED BY THE RECOMMENDATION OF THE KEHUKEE 
 ASSOCIATION. 
 
 BY 
 
 JAMES OSBOURN, V. D. M. 
 
 OF BALTIMORE CITY. 
 
 Let the inhabitants of the rock sing. — Isa. xlii. 11. 
 
 BALTIMORE*. 
 
 PUBLISHED BY JAMES OSBOURN. 
 
 1844. 
 
Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1844, 
 By James Osbourn, 
 In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Maryland. 
 
 JOHN D. TOY, PRINTER. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 Inasmuch as singing in the house of God 
 forms an important part of divine worship, 
 so of course it is expedient that the hymns 
 made use of in the singing department should 
 contain such sentiments, and such only, as 
 .are in strict accordance with the genius of 
 the gospel of Christ, and well adapted to the 
 5j**fcx<reme weakness and miseries of the sons 
 i^and daughters of men : but indeed it is much 
 JO to be regretted, and regretted too it is by 
 ^C^iscerning christians, that all hymns now in 
 ^--use among us do not contain such sentiments, 
 but contrariwise, — sentiments subversive of 
 the glorious gospel scheme, and altogther 
 repugnant to the experience of those whose 
 consciences are sorely afflicted, and who are 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 acquainted with the plague of their own 
 hearts. And this being the case, the old 
 Kehukee Baptist Association in North Ca- 
 rolina, at its last session, thought proper to 
 recommend a plan whereby this serious de- 
 fect might be remedied; and hence it pro- 
 posed, that in case a volume of such hymns 
 and songs should forthwith be compiled as 
 would well comport with the gospel of the 
 grace of God, and also be adapted to the re- 
 ligious views and feelings of the churches 
 composing its bodyj, they, as an Association, 
 would cheerfully patronise the same and use 
 it as their Standard Hymn Book. 
 
 They also signified, that should the vo- 
 lume contain from five to six hundred hymns, 
 and the price of the work fixed at 62| cents, 
 they should be satisfied. This book then, 
 comprises six hundred and seventy -six 
 hymns and songs, and the retail price is 62| 
 cents. And in regard to the execution of the 
 work, so far as the printing and binding are 
 concerned, it is questionable whether there 
 is a hymn book now at the south or west, of 
 the same number of hymns and songs, and 
 at the same price of this, that excels, in point 
 of quality and neatness, the NORTH CA- 
 ROLINA SONNETS. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 V 
 
 Although, strictly speaking, this volume 
 is but a second edition, of my Old School 
 Hymn Book; yet as it is somewhat altered, 
 and considerably enlarged, and the title page 
 a little changed, it may be viewed as a new 
 hymn book/: but still, how well or ill it will 
 meet the points desired by the different As- 
 sociations that are wishing and looking for 
 its forthcoming, must of course be left to the 
 decision of those churches by whom it will 
 be made use of in their public assemblies. 
 The Compiler, however, can conscientiously 
 affirm, that to the best of his theological 
 knowledge and experience, he has selected 
 hymns and songs of such a character as are 
 calculated to promote the declarative glory 
 of the Lord of hosts, and to meet the wishes 
 and good liking of all those who in heart love 
 the gospel. — rejoice in divine truth, — fear 
 the Lord, and keep his commandments; and 
 to such, the Compiler in special recommends 
 this work, hoping that the hymns and songs 
 contained in this volume may prove a help 
 and a comfort to them in the house of 
 their pilgrimage ; and at the same time 
 serve as a just rebuke to all such that place 
 an undue confidence in an arm of flesh, and 
 indulge in unfriendly feelings to evangelical 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 truth, which truth, in the holy unction of 
 it, is the very elixir of the gospel of our 
 salvation. 
 
 There is one thing which must not in this 
 preface be omitted, and that is; It is a most 
 desirable thing, that in public singing, the 
 silly practice which has so long prevailed 
 among the Baptists at the south, of giving 
 out but one line at a time, be for ever laid 
 aside, since it so greatly interrupts the sing- 
 ing. And this wrong could and would be 
 soon removed from among the Old School 
 Baptists, were the ministers to confine them- 
 selves to one hymn book only, and also in- 
 form their congregations of the same ; and 
 at the same time inform them, that in future 
 more than one line at a time will be given 
 out; and when those persons who are inte- 
 rested in singing in the house of God, ascer- 
 tain that so the matter is to be, they will 
 take to meeting with them their own Stand- 
 ard Hymn Book, and thus be prepared to 
 sing whatever number of lines may be given 
 out at a time. Ought not this item to be 
 promptly attended to? 
 
 The Compiler would farthermore observe 
 in this place ;^-This is the first hymn book 
 ever compiled and published in these United 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 vii 
 
 States by the special recommendation of an 
 Old School Baptist Association; and this 
 recommendation, though it adds nothing to 
 the intrinsic worth of the book, we are glad 
 to say is from the old Kehukee Association. 
 And in addition to this praiseworthy act of 
 theirs, the Mayo and the Pig-River As- 
 sociations have generously sanctioned the 
 same ; and also sufficient assurances have 
 been given by other Old School Associations 
 in North Carolina, and in the western coun- 
 ties of Virginia, of their hailing with plea- 
 sure the forthcoming of the NORTH CA- 
 ROLINA SONNETS? for of a truth, we 
 Old School Baptists, in these parts at least, 
 are a unit in Christ, and in the covenant of 
 grace, and in the everlasting gospel, and in 
 church order: and as in these weighty mat- 
 ters we are a unit, so likewise we are desi- 
 rous of keeping up the same desirable unity 
 in our singing department; and in order to 
 effect this we must make use of the very 
 same evangelical hymns and songs, and by 
 so doing we shall demonstrate ourselves to 
 be what we profess to be, to wit, Old School 
 Baptists; that is to say, Lovers of Divine 
 Truth. 
 
 May the blessing of the God of Abraham 
 
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 accompany the use of these divine melodies ; 
 and may those who sing them, sing with the 
 spirit and with the understanding also, 
 1 Cor. xiv. 15, and so shall the Lord of hosts 
 be magnified by us his worshippers. Amen ! 
 Praise ye the Lord ! 
 
 JAMES OSBOURN. 
 Baltimore, January, 1844. 
 
 P. S. As the Compiler intends to keep a supply of 
 these Hymn Books on hand at his own residence in 
 Second Street, a few doors from Market Space, Balti- 
 more city, country Merchants will find it to their advan- 
 tage to call and purchase them there. 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 A SONG OF PRAISE TO GOD. 
 
 HYMN L C. M. 
 
 1 TTJARENT supreme, who dwell'st on high, 
 Jl In uncreated light, 
 
 Thine own essential glories lie 
 Concealed from mortal sight. 
 
 2 Effulgence infinite doth veil 
 
 Thine underived abode ; 
 While every beam of glory shews 
 The self-existent God. 
 
 3 All nature rests upon thy word, 
 
 And stars and planets roll 
 Beneath thy throne, or stand, or move, 
 At thy divine control. 
 
 4 We trace the wonders of thy hand 
 
 Around this spacious frame ; 
 But cannot fathom thy designs. 
 Nor comprehend thy name. 
 
 5 Lo ! all the tribes of creatures bow 
 
 With reverence at thy throne, 
 Confess their meanness, and adore 
 The Infinite Unknown. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 THE BEING AND THE GENERAL AND SPECIAL 
 ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 HYMN 2. L. M. 
 
 1 T71TERNAL power! whose high abode 
 J_J Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
 Infinite length, beyond the bounds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds. 
 
 2 The lowest step above thy seat 
 Rises too high for Gabriel's feet; 
 In vain the tall arch-angel tries 
 
 To reach the height with wondering eyes. 
 
 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? 
 We would adore our maker too; 
 From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
 The great, the holy, and the high. 
 
 4 Earth from afar, has heard thy fame, 
 
 And worms have learned to lisp thy name; 
 But O, the glories of thy mind 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 
 
 HYMN 3. C. M. 
 
 1 TT7HEN the Eternal bows the skies, 
 
 ▼ ▼ To visit earthly things, 
 With scorn divine he turns his eyes 
 From towers of haughty kings : 
 
 2 He bids his awful chariot roll 
 
 Far downward from the skies, 
 To visit every humble soul, 
 With pleasure in his eyes. 
 
 3 Why should the Lord that reigns above 
 
 Disdain so lofty kings ! 
 Say, Lord, and why such looks of love 
 Upon such worthless things ? 
 
ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 4 Mortals, be dumb ; what creature dare 
 
 Dispute his awful will ? 
 Ask no account of his affairs, 
 But tremble and be still. 
 
 5 Just like his nature is his grace, 
 
 And sovereign, and all free ; 
 Great God how searchless are thy ways; 
 How deep thy judgments be ! 
 
 HYMN 4. L. M. 
 
 1 X ORD, we are blind, we mortals blind, 
 M 4 We can't behold thy bright abode; 
 O His beyond a creature's mind, 
 
 To glance a thought half-way to God. 
 
 2 Infinite leagues beyond the sky 
 
 The great Eternal reigns alone, 
 Where neither wings nor souls can fly, 
 Nor angels climb the topless throne. 
 
 3 The Lord of glory builds his seat 
 
 Of gems insufferably bright, 
 And lays beneath his sacred feet 
 Substantial beams of gloomy night. 
 
 4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes 
 
 Look through and cheer us from above : 
 Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies, 
 Yet we adore, and yet we love. 
 
 HYMN 5. L. M. 
 
 1 TEHOVAH reigns : He dwells in light, 
 J Girded with majesty and might ; 
 The world, created by his hands, 
 
 Still on its first foundation stands. 
 
 2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
 Or had its first foundations laid, 
 
 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 Thy self the ever-living God. 
 
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 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
 And aim their rage against the skies ; 
 Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! 
 At thy rebuke the billows die. 
 
 4 Forever shall thy throne endure; 
 Thy promise stands forever sure; 
 And everlasting holiness 
 Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 
 
 HYMN 6. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, thou hast been thy children's God, 
 .1 A All-powerful, wise, and good, and just, 
 In every age their safe abode, 
 
 Their hope, their refuge, and their trust. 
 
 2 Before thy word gave nature birth, 
 
 Or spread the starry heavens abroad, 
 Or formed the varied face of earth, 
 From everlasting thou art God. 
 
 3 Great father of eternity, 
 
 How short are ages in thy sight ! 
 A thousand years, how swift they fly, 
 Like one short silent watch of night ! 
 
 4 Uncertain life, how soon it flies ! 
 
 Dream of an hour, how short our bloom ! 
 Like spring's gay verdure now we rise, 
 Cut down ere night to fill the tomb. 
 
 HYMN 7. L. M. 
 
 1 T^TERNAL God! Almighty cause, 
 
 .la i Of earth and seas, and worlds unknown ; 
 All things are subject to thy laws ; 
 All things depend on thee alone. 
 
 2 Thy glorious being singly stands, \ 
 
 Of all within itself possest; 
 Controlled by none are thy commands; 
 Thou from thyself alone art blest. 
 
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 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe ; 
 
 Let heaven and earth due homage pay; 
 All other gods we disavow, 
 Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 
 
 4 Spread thy great Name through heathen lands ; 
 
 Their idol-deities dethrone ; 
 • Reduce the world to thy commands ; 
 And reign, as thou art, God alone. 
 
 HYMN 8. L. M. 
 
 1 FT1HERE is a God, all nature speaks, 
 
 J- Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies; 
 See from the clouds his glory breaks, 
 When the first beams of morning rise. 
 
 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, 
 
 O'er the wide world's extended frame 
 Inscribes, in characters of light, 
 His mighty Maker's glorious name. 
 
 3 The flowery tribes all blooming rise 
 
 Above the weak attempts of art; 
 The smallest worms, the meanest flies, 
 Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 
 
 4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 
 
 And trace creation's wonders o'er, 
 Confess the footsteps of the God. 
 Bow down before him, and adore. 
 
 HYMN 9. C. M. 
 
 1 TJ ISE, rise, my soul, and leave the ground, 
 X\i Stretch all thy thoughts abroad, 
 
 And rouse up every tuneful sound, 
 To praise th' eternal God. 
 
 2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread, 
 
 Jehovah filled his throne ; 
 Or Adam formed, or angels made, 
 The Maker lived alone. 
 
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 3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease, 
 
 But still maintain their prime ; 
 Eternity's his dwelling place, 
 And ever is his time. 
 
 4 While like a tide our minutes flow, 
 
 The present and the past, 
 He fills his own immortal now, 
 And sees our ages waste. 
 
 5 The sea and sky must perish too, 
 
 And vast destruction come ! 
 The creatures — look, how old they grow, 
 And wait their fiery doom ! 
 
 HYMN 10. C. M. 
 
 1 fllHY names, how infinite they be ! 
 
 JL Great Everlasting one ! 
 Boundless thy might and majesty, 
 And unconfined thy throne. 
 
 2 Thy glories shine of wondrous size, 
 
 And wondrous large thy grace : 
 Immortal day breaks from thine eyes, 
 And Gabriel veils his face. 
 
 3 Thine essence is a vast abyss, 
 
 Which angels cannot sound; 
 An ocean of infinities, 
 
 Where all our thoughts are drowned. 
 
 4 Reason may grasp the massy hills, 
 
 And stretch from pole to pole, 
 But half thy name our spirit fills, 
 And overloads our soul. 
 
 5 In vain our haughty reason swells, 
 
 For nothing's found in thee 
 But boundless inconceivables, 
 And vast eternity. 
 
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 HYMN 11. C. M. 
 
 1 TTQW wondrous great, how glorious bright, 
 JLJ- Must our Creator be ! 
 
 Who dwells amidst the dazzling light 
 Of vast infinity ! 
 
 2 Our soaring spirits upward rise 
 
 Toward the celestial throne : 
 Fain would we see the blessed Three, 
 And the Almighty One. 
 
 3 Our reason stretches all its wings, 
 
 And climbs above the skies ; 
 But still how far beneath thy feet 
 Our grovelling reason lies ! 
 
 4 Lord, here we bend our humble souls, 
 
 And awfully adore : 
 For the weak'pinions of our minds 
 Can stretch a thought no more. 
 
 5 Thy glories infinitely rise 
 
 Above our labouring tcngue ; 
 In vain the richest seraph tries 
 To form an equal song. 
 
 HYMJNT 12. L. M. 
 
 1 rriHOU art, O God, a Spirit pure, 
 J- Invisible to mortal eyes ; 
 
 Th' immortal, and th' eternal King, 
 The great, the good, the only wise. 
 
 2 While nature changes, and her works, 
 
 Corrupt, decay, dissolve and die, 
 Thy essence pure no change shall see, 
 Secure of immortality. 
 
 3 Let stupid heathens frame their gods 
 
 Of gold and silver, wood and stone; 
 Ours'is the God that made the heavens, 
 Jehovah he, and God alone. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 4 My soul, the purest homage pay, 
 In truth and spirit him adore ; 
 More shall this please than sacrifice, 
 Than outward forms delight him more. 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. 
 
 1 TEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high, 
 
 His robes are light and majesty ! 
 His glory shines with beams so bright, 
 No mortal can sustain the sight. 
 
 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; 
 His justice guards his holy law ; 
 His love reveals a smiling face, 
 
 His truth and promise seal the grace. 
 
 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, 
 And baffles Satan's deep designs; 
 
 His power is sovereign to fulfil 
 The noblest counsels of his will. 
 
 4 And will this glorious Lord descend, 
 To be my father and my friend ? 
 Then let my songs with angels join: 
 Heav'n is secure, if God be mine. 
 
 HYMN 14. L. M. 
 
 1 TT7AIT. O my soul, thy Maker's will, 
 
 T V Tumultuous passions, all be still 
 Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
 His ways are just, his counsels wise. 
 
 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
 Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
 Bat, though his methods are unknown, 
 Judgment and truth support his throne. 
 
 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
 He executes his firm decrees ; 
 
 And, by his saints, it stands confest, 
 That what he does is ever best. 
 
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 4 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, 
 Prostrate before his awful seat ; 
 And midst the terror of his rod, 
 Trust in a wise and gracious God. 
 
 HYMN 15. C. M. 
 
 1 /T1HE Lord, the God of glory, reigns, 
 
 JL In robes of majesty arrayed; 
 His rule Omnipotence sustains, 
 And guides the worlds his hands have made, 
 
 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, 
 
 Or ere the heavens were stretched abroad, 
 Thy awful throne was fixed above ; 
 From everlasting thou art God. 
 
 3 The swelling floods tumultuous rise, 
 
 Aloud the angry tempests roar; 
 Lift their proud billows to the skies, 
 And foam and lash the trembling shore. 
 
 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, 
 
 Controls the fiercely raging seas ; 
 He speaks ! and noise and tempest fly, 
 The waves sink down in gentle peace. 
 
 5 Thy sovereign laws are ever sure, 
 
 Eternal holiness is thine ; 
 And, Lord, thy people shall be pure, 
 And in thy blest resemblance shine. 
 
 HYMN 16. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOLY and reverend is the name 
 -Li Of our eternal King: 
 Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry ; 
 
 Thrice holy, let us sing. 
 
 2 Heaven's brightest lamps with him compared, 
 
 How mean they look and dim ! 
 The fairest angels have their spots, 
 When once compared with him. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 3 Holy is he in all his works, 
 
 And truth is his delight ; 
 But sinners and their wicked ways 
 Shall perish from his sight. 
 
 4 The deepest reverence of the mind,, 
 
 Pay, O my soul, to God ; 
 Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
 To his sublime abode. 
 
 5 With sacred awe pronounce his name, 
 
 Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
 A broken heart shall please him more 
 Than the best forms of speech. 
 
 6 Thou holy God, preserve my soul 
 
 From all pollution free ; 
 The pure in heart are thy delight, 
 And they thy face shall see. 
 
 HYMN 17. C. M. 
 
 1 TT[ OW should the sons of Adam's race 
 JL JL Be pure before their God ! 
 
 If he contend in righteousness, 
 We fall beneath his rod. 
 
 2 To vindicate my words and thoughts 
 
 I'll make no more pretence ; 
 Not one of all my thousand faults 
 Can bear a just defence. 
 
 3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; 
 
 What vain presumers dare 
 Against their Maker's hand to rise, 
 Or tempt th' unequal war! 
 
 4 Mountains by his almighty wrath 
 
 From their old seats are torn ; 
 He shakes the earth from south to north, 
 And all her pillars mourn. 
 
ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 5 He bids the sun forbear to rise, 
 Th' obedient sun forbears : 
 His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, 
 And seals up all the stars. 
 
 HYMX 18. C. M 
 
 1 ^1 RE AT God, how wide thy glory shines 
 VF" How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 
 By thousands through the skies. 
 
 2 Part of thy name divinely stands 
 
 On all thy creatures writ, 
 They shew the labour of thine hands, 
 Or impress of thy feet. 
 
 3 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join, 
 In their divinest forms ; 
 
 4 Our thoughts are lost in joyful awe ; 
 
 We love and we adore ; 
 The first arch-angel never saw 
 So much of God before. 
 
 PART 2. 19. C. M. 
 
 1 TTERE the whole Deity is known, 
 _T1 IN T or dares a creature guess 
 Which of the glories brightest shone, 
 
 The justice or the grace. 
 
 2 When sinners broke the Father's laws, 
 
 The dying Son atones ; 
 O, the dear mysteries of his cross! 
 The triumph of his groans I 
 
 3 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heavenly plains; 
 Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name, 
 And try their choicest strains. — 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 4 O may I bear some humble part 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
 HYMN 20. L. M. 
 
 1 ~|~^|0 thou, my soul, in sacred lays 
 XJ Attempt thy great Creator's praise: 
 But, O, what tongue can speak his fame ! 
 What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 
 
 2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres, 
 He glory like a garment wears : 
 
 To form a robe of light divine, 
 
 Ten thousand suns around him shine. / 
 
 3 To God all nature owes its birth ; 
 
 He formed this ponderous globe of earth : 
 He raised the glorious arch on high ; 
 And measured- out the azure sky. 
 
 4 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; 
 
 His works through all this wondrous frame, 
 Bear the great impress of his name. 
 
 HYMN 21. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, where shall guilty souls retire, 
 JLi Forgotten and unknown ? 
 
 In hell, they meet thy dreadful fire, 
 In heaven, thy glorious throne. 
 
 2 Should we suppress our vital breath 
 
 To 'scape the wrath divine, 
 Thy voice would break the bars of death, 
 And make the grave resign. 
 
 3 If, winged with beams of morning light, 
 
 We fly beyond the west, 
 Thy hand, which must support our flight, 
 Would soon betray our rest. 
 
ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 4 The beams of noon, — the midnight hour, 
 Are both alike to thee : — 
 Lord we have sinned against thy power, 
 From which we cannot flee. 
 
 HYMN 22. C, M 
 
 1 T ET the whole race of creatures lie 
 .1 i Abased before their God ; 
 Whate'er his sovereign voice has formed 
 
 He governs with a nod. 
 
 2 Ten thousand ages e'er the skies 
 
 Were into motion brought, 
 All the long years and worlds to come 
 Stood present to his thought. 
 
 3 There's not a sparrow or a worm 
 
 But's found in his decrees ; 
 He raises monarchs to their throne, 
 And sinks them as he please. 
 
 4 Yet I would not be much concerned, 
 
 Nor vainly long to see 
 The volumes of his deep decrees, 
 What months are writ for me. 
 
 5 When he reveals the book of life, 
 
 O, may I read thy name 
 Amongst the chosen of his love, 
 The followers of the lamb ! 
 
 HYMN 23. C. M. 
 
 1 REAT God, how infinite art thou ! 
 \J What worthless worms are we ! 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 
 E'er seas or stars were made : 
 Thou art the ever-living God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 3 Nature and time quite naked lie 
 
 To thine immense survey, 
 From the formation of the sky 
 To the great burning day. 
 
 4 Eternity, with all its years, 
 
 Stands present in thy view ; 
 To thee there's nothing old- appears, 
 To thee there's nothing new. 
 
 5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, 
 
 And vexed with trifling cares ; 
 While thine eternal thought moves on 
 Thine undisturbed affairs. 
 
 HYMN 24. C. M. 
 
 1 pi TERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, 
 J_i Thee the creation sings : 
 
 With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
 And heaven's high palace rings. 
 
 2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
 And starred with sparkling gold. 
 
 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 
 
 And strike the gazing sight, 
 Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, 
 With terror and delight. 
 
 4 But, in thy gospel's wondrous frame, 
 
 Fresh wisdom we pursue ; 
 A thousand angels learn thy name, 
 Beyond whate'er they knew. 
 
 5 Thy name is writ in fairest lines, 
 
 Thy wonders here we trace : 
 Wisdom through all the mystery shines, 
 And shines in Jesus' face. 
 
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 HYMN 25. C. M. 
 
 1 CJWEET is the mention of thy grace, 
 k3 O God, our heavenly King ! 
 
 Let age to age thy righteousness 
 In sounds of glory sing. 
 
 2 God reigns on high, but not confines 
 
 His goodness to the skies ; 
 Through the whole earth his bounty shines, 
 And every want supplies. 
 
 3 All nature owns his guardian care, 
 
 In him we live and move ; 
 But nobler benefits declare 
 The wonders of his love. 
 
 4 He gave his Son, his only Son, 
 
 To ransom rebel worms ; 
 'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
 In its diviner forms. 
 
 5 Great God, to thy almighty love, 
 
 What honours shall we raise ; 
 Not all the raptured songs above 
 Can render equal praise. 
 
 HYMN 26. C. M. 
 
 1 "I3EGIN, ray tongue, some heavenly theme, 
 J3 And speak some boundless thing, 
 The mighty works, or mightier name 
 
 Of our eternal King. 
 
 2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 
 
 And sound his power abroad ; 
 Sing the sweet promise of his grace, 
 And the performing God. 
 
 3 His every word of grace is strong 
 
 As that which built the skies ; 
 The voice, that rolls the stars along, 
 Spake all the promises. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 4 Lord, might I hear thy heavenly tongue 
 
 But whisper, Thou art mine ! 
 Those gracious words should raise my song 
 To notes almost divine. 
 
 5 How w T ould my leaping heart rejoice, 
 
 And think my heaven secure ! 
 Give me to hear thy peaceful voice, 
 And faith desires no more. 
 
 HYMN 27. C. M. 
 
 1 OME, ye that know and fear the Lord, 
 
 And lift your souls above ; 
 Let every heart and voice accord, 
 To sing, that God is Love. 
 
 2 This precious truth, his word declares, 
 
 And all his mercies prove; 
 Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears, 
 To shew, that God is Love, 
 
 3 Behold, his patience lengthened out, 
 
 To those who from him rove ; 
 And calls effectual reach their hearts, 
 To teach them, God is Love. 
 
 4 The work begun, is carried on, 
 
 By power from heaven above ; 
 And every step, from first to last, 
 Proclaims that God is Love. 
 
 5 And O that you whose hardened hearts, 
 
 No fears of hell can move ; 
 Maj r hear the gospel's milder voice, 
 That tells you, God is Love. 
 
 HYMN 28. C. M. 
 
 1 Tjl TERNAL Power, Almighty ,God ! 
 ■ A Who can approach thy throne ? 
 Accessless light is thy abode, 
 To angel-eyes unknown. 
 
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 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, 
 
 The heavens no longer shine ; 
 And all the glories of the sky 
 Are but the shade of thine. 
 
 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend 
 
 To cast a look below ? 
 To this vile world thy notice bend, 
 These seats of sin and woe ? 
 
 4 But oh ! to shew thy smiling face, 
 
 To bring thy glories near,— 
 Amazing and transporting grace, 
 To dwell with mortals here. 
 
 5 How strange ! how awful is thy love ! 
 
 With trembling we adore ; 
 Not all th' exalted minds above, 
 Its wonders can explore. 
 
 HYMN 29. L. M. 
 
 1 TNFINITE grace ! and can it be, 
 
 A That heaven's Supreme should stoop so low ! 
 To visit one so vile as I — 
 
 One who has been his bitterest foe ! 
 
 2 Am I awake, or do I dream ? 
 
 Is the transporting vision true ; 
 O'er guilt so great can mercy beam, 
 Yet justice have her honours due ? 
 
 3 Can holiness and wisdom join 
 
 With truth, with justice, and with grace; 
 To make eternal blessings mine, 
 And sin, with all its guilt, erase ? 
 
 4 O love ! beyond conception great, 
 
 That formed the vast stupendous plan ! 
 Where all divine perfections meet 
 To reconcile rebellious man. 
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 5 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, 
 And justice all her right maintains — 
 Astonished angels stoop to gaze, 
 While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. 
 
 HYMN" 30. C. M. 
 
 1 XX7HEN first the God of boundless grace 
 
 ▼ Y Disclosed his kind design, 
 To rescue our apostate race 
 From misery, shame and sin. 
 
 2 Quick, through the realms of light and bliss, 
 
 The joyful tidings ran; 
 Each heart exulted at the news, 
 That God would dwell with man. 
 
 3 Yet, midst their joys they paused awhile, 
 
 And asked with strange surprise, 
 " But how can injured justice smile, 
 Or look with pitying eyes ?" 
 
 4 The Son of God attentive heard, 
 
 And quickly thus replied, 
 "In me let mercy be revered, 
 And justice satisfied. 
 
 5 " Behold ! my vital blood I pour, 
 
 A sacrifice to God ; 
 Let angry justice now no more 
 Demand the sinner's blood." 
 
 HYMN 31. L. M. 
 
 1 FT! HE sky's a veil, the outward scene 
 
 A Proclaims the Majesty within ; 
 Which boundless Light, though hid behind* 
 Breaks out too great to be confined. 
 
 2 The heaven thy glorious impress wears, 
 Thy image glitters in the stars : 
 
 The firmament, thine high abode, 
 Seems too the spangled robe of God. 
 
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 T 
 
 Whene'er its beauty I admire, 
 Its radiant globes direct me higher, 
 In silent praise they point to thee, 
 All light, all eye, all majesty ! — 
 
 Yes, Lord, each shining orb declares 
 Thy name in dazzling characters ; 
 As precious gems they dart their rays, 
 And seem to form a crown of praise. 
 
 HYMN 32. L. M. 
 
 HOU heaven of heavens, supremely bright, 
 Fair palace of the King Divine, 
 Where, with inimitable light, 
 
 The Godhead condescends to shine. 
 
 2 Praise thou thy Great Inhabitant, 
 
 Who scatters lovely beams of grace 
 On every angel, every saint, 
 Nor veils the lustre of his face. 
 
 3 O God of Glory ! God of Love ! 
 
 In Essence One, in Person Three ! 
 With all the shining hosts above 
 Let dust and ashes worship Thee I 
 
 HYMN 33. S. M. 
 
 1 T" ET heaven and earth agree 
 JLj The Father's name to sing ; 
 Who gave us to the Son, that he 
 
 Might us to glory bring. 
 
 2 Honour and equal love 
 
 Let God the Son receive, 
 Who saves us here, and prays above 
 That w r e with him may live. • 
 
 3 Be everlasting praise 
 
 To God the Spirit given ; 
 Who sanctifies the cKosen race, 
 And seals the heirs of heaven* 
 
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 4 Given, redeemed, and sealed, 
 We'll sing the One in Three ; 
 With Father, Son, and Spirit filled 
 To all eternity. 
 
 HYMJNT 34. L. M. 
 
 1 T3LESSED be the Father for his Love; 
 .13 To that celestial source we owe 
 Rivers of endless joy above, 
 
 And rills of comfort here below. 
 
 2 Glory to Thee, great Son of God ! 
 
 Forth from thy wounded body rolls 
 A precious stream of vital blood, 
 Pardon and life for dying souls. 
 
 3 We give the sacred Spirit praise, 
 
 Who in our hearts of sin and woe, 
 Makes living springs of grace arise, 
 And into boundless glory flow. 
 
 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 And God the Spirit we adore : 
 That Sea of Life and Love unknown, 
 Without a bottom or a shore. 
 
 HYMN 35. L. M. 
 
 1 TT7HAT is our God, or what his name, 
 
 V V Nor men can learn, nor angels teach, 
 He dwells concealed in radiant flame, 
 Where neither eyes, nor thoughts can reach. 
 
 2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light, 
 
 Compared with him, how short they fall! 
 They are too dark, and he too bright ; 
 Nothing are they, and God is all. 
 
 3 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo ! 
 
 Creation rose at his command ; 
 Whirlwinds and seas their limits know, 
 Bound in the hollow of his hand. 
 
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 4 There rests the earth, there rolls the spheres, 
 
 There nature leans and feels her prop ; 
 But his own self-sufficience bears 
 The weight of his own glories up. 
 
 5 The tide of creatures ebbs and flows, 
 
 Measuring their changes by the moon: 
 No ebb his sea of glory knows ; 
 His age is one eternal noon. 
 
 HYMN 36. L. M. 
 
 1 OD is a name my soul adores, 
 
 VX Th' Almighty Three ; th' Eternal One ! 
 Nature and grace, with all their powers, 
 Confess the Infinite unknown. 
 
 2 Thy voice produced the seas and spheres, 
 
 Bade the waves roar and planets shine ; 
 But nothing like Thyself appears 
 
 Through all these spacious works of thine. 
 
 3 Still restless nature dies and grows ; 
 
 From change to change the creatures run : 
 Thy being no succession knows, 
 And all thy vast designs are one. 
 
 HYMN 37. C. M. 
 
 1 f | THROUGH endless years thou art the same, 
 
 J_ O thou eternal God ! 
 Ages to come shall know thy name, 
 And tell thy works abroad. 
 
 2 The strong foundations of the earth 
 
 Of old by thee were laid ; 
 By thee the beauteous arch of heaven 
 With matchless skill was made. 
 
 3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things, 
 
 Formed by thy powerful hand, 
 Be, like a vesture, laid aside, 
 And changed at thy command. 
 
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 4 But thy perfections all divine, 
 Eternal as thy days, 
 Through everlasting ages shine, 
 With undiminished rays. 
 
 HYMJNT 38. L. M. 
 
 1 A LL-POWERFUL, self-existent God, 
 IX Who all creation dost sustain, 
 Thou wast, and art, and art to come ; 
 
 And everlasting is thy reign. 
 
 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days 
 
 Each glorious attribute divine, 
 Through ages infinite, shall still 
 With undiminished lustre shine. 
 
 3 Fountain of being ! source of good ! 
 
 Immutable dost thou remain; 
 Nor can the shadow of a change 
 Obscure the glories of thy reign. 
 
 4 Earth may with all her pow'rs dissolve, 
 
 If such' the great Creator's will : 
 But thou forever art the same ; 
 6 1 am ' is thy memorial still. 
 
 HYMN 39. C. M. 
 
 1 RE AT God, thy penetrating eye 
 \T Pervades my inmost powers ; 
 With awe profound my wondring soul 
 
 Falls prostrate and adores. 
 
 2 To be encompassed round with God, 
 
 The Holy and the just ; 
 Armed with omnipotence to save, 
 Or crumble me to dust — 
 
 3 Oh, how tremendous is the thought ! 
 
 Deep may it be impressed ! 
 And may thy Spirit firmly grave 
 This truth within my breast ! 
 
ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul 
 The gloomy vale shall tread ; 
 And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown 
 Of Glory on my head. 
 
 HYMN 40. C. M. 
 
 1 rjlHE Lord our God is Lord of all, 
 
 J. His station who can find? 
 I hear him in the waterfall ! 
 I hear him in the wind ! 
 
 2 If in the gloom of night I shroud, 
 
 His face I cannot fly ; 
 I see him in the evening cloud, 
 And in the morning sky. 
 
 3 He lives, he reigns, in every land, 
 
 From winter's polar snows, 
 To where across the burning sand, 
 The blasting meteor glows. 
 
 4 He smiles, we live, — he frowns, we die— 
 
 We hang upon his word : 
 He rears his red right arm on high 
 And ruin bears his sword. 
 
 5 He bids his blast the fields deform — 
 
 Then, when his thunders cease, 
 Sits as the ruler of the storm, 
 And smiles the winds to peace. 
 
 HYMN 41. L. M. 
 
 1 jHi OULD I so false, so faithless prove, 
 
 To quit thy service and thy love ; 
 Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, 
 Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 
 
 2 If up to heaven I take my flight, 
 
 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light 
 Or plunge to hell, there justice reigns, 
 And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 
 
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 3 The veil of night is no disguise. 
 
 No screen from thy all-searching eyes ; 
 Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon 
 Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 
 
 4 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, 
 Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; 
 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare, 
 Consent to sin, for God is there. 
 
 HYMN 42. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD all I am is known to thee ; 
 I i In vain my soul would try 
 
 To shun thy presence, or to flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 The secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're formed within ; 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 Thou know'st the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge deep and high ! 
 
 Where can a creature hide ! 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on every side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To guard my soul from every ill, 
 Secured by sovereign love. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. 
 
 1 rjlHE eye of God is every where 
 JL To watch the sinner's ways, 
 He sees who join in humble prayer, 
 And who in solemn praise. 
 
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 2 One glance of thine, eternal Lord, 
 
 Can pierce and search us through ; 
 Nor heaven, nor earth, nor hell afford 
 A shelter from thy view ! 
 
 3 The universe, in every part, 
 
 At once before thee lies; 
 And every thought of every heart 
 Is open to thine eyes. 
 
 4 Prepare us, Lord, to pray and praise 
 
 With fervent holy love ; 
 And fit us by thy word of grace 
 To worship thee above. 
 
 HYMN 44. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, thou hast searched and seen me thro', 
 .1 A Thine eye commands with piercing view, 
 My rising and my resting hours, 
 
 My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 
 
 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
 Are to my God distinctly known : 
 
 He knows the words I mean to speak, 
 Ere from my opening lips they break. 
 
 3 Within thy circling power I stand, 
 On every side I find thy hand : 
 Awake — asleep — at home — abroad, 
 I am surrounded still with God. 
 
 4 O may these thoughts possess my breast, 
 Where'er I rove — where'er I rest, 
 
 Nor let my weaker passions dare 
 Consent to sin — for God is there. 
 
 HYMN 45. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE Lord our God is clothed with might, 
 JL The winds obey his will ; 
 He speaks — and in his heavenly height, 
 The rolling sun stands still. 
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 2 Rebel, ye waves— and over the land, 
 
 With threatening aspect roar! 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 
 And chains you to the shore. 
 
 3 Howl, winds of night ! your force combine ! 
 
 Without his high behest, 
 Ye shall not in the mountain pine, 
 Disturb the sparrow's nest. 
 
 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 
 
 In distant peals it dies ; 
 He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, 
 And sweeps the howling skies. 
 
 5 Ye nations, bend— in reverence bend ; 
 
 Ye monarchs, wait his nod, 
 And bid the choral song ascend 
 To celebrate our God. 
 
 HYMN 46. C. M. 
 
 1 9FT1WAS God who hurled the rolling spheres, 
 
 JL And stretched the boundless skies; 
 Who formed the plan of endless years, 
 And bade the ages rise. 
 
 2 From everlasting is his might, 
 
 Immense and unconfined : 
 He pierces through the realms of light, 
 And rides upon the wind. 
 
 3 He darts along the burning skies ; 
 
 Loud thunders round him roar : 
 All heaven attends him, as he flies; 
 All hell proclaims his power. 
 
 4 He scatters nations with his breath ; 
 
 The scattered nations fly ; 
 Blue pestilence and wasting death, 
 Confess the Godhead nigh. 
 
ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 HYMN 47. L. M. 
 
 1 IVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 
 vT" Give to the Lord renown and power; 
 Ascribe due honours to his name, 
 
 And his eternal might adore. 
 
 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud, 
 
 O'er the vast ocean and the land ; 
 His voice divides the watery cloud, 
 And lightnings blaze at his command. 
 
 3 The Lord sits sovereign o'er the flood ; 
 
 The Thund'rer reigns forever King ; 
 But makes his church his blest abode, 
 Where we his awful glories sing. 
 
 4 We see no terrors in his name, 
 
 But in our God a Father find; 
 The voice, that shakes all nature's frame, 
 Speaks comfort to the pious mind. 
 
 HYMN 48. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring 
 XjL To him who gave thee power to sing ; 
 Praise him, who is ail praise above, 
 
 The source of wisdom and of love. 
 
 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound ! 
 
 A depth where all our thoughts are drowned 
 The stars he numbers — and their names 
 He gives to all those heavenly flames. 
 
 3 Through each bright world above, behold 
 Ten thousand thousand charms unfold : t 
 Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, 
 To speak his wisdom all divine. 
 
 But in redemption — oh what grace ! 
 Its wonders — oh what thought can trace ! 
 Here wisdom shines forever bright — 
 Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 
 
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 THE BEING AND 
 
 HYMN 49. L. M. 
 
 1 TTJRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid 
 Jtr To him that earth's foundation laid; 
 Praise to the God, whose strong decrees 
 Sway the creation as he please. 
 
 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
 Who rules his people by his word, 
 And there, as strong as his decrees, 
 He sets his kindest promises. 
 
 3 Firm are the words his prophets give, 
 Sweet words, on which his children live ; 
 Each of them is the voice of God, 
 
 Who spoke, and spread the skies abroad. 
 
 4 Each of them powerful as that sound 
 That bid the new-made world go round, 
 And stronger than the solid poles, 
 
 On which the wheel of nature rolls. 
 
 HYMN 50. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOLY as thou, O Lord, is none, 
 AJL Thy holiness is all thy own; 
 A drop of that unbounded sea 
 
 Is ours, a drop derived from thee. 
 
 2 And when thy purity we share, 
 Thy only glory we declare ; 
 And humble into nothing own, 
 Holy and pure is God alone. 
 
 3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
 By all thy heavenly hosts adored ; 
 Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
 And own thy peerless majesty. 
 
 4 Thy power unparalleled confess, 
 Established on the Rock of peace ; 
 The Rock that never shall remove, 
 The Rock of pure, almighty love. 
 
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 HYMN 51. CM. 
 
 1 TT7"ITH eye impartial, heaven's high King 
 
 v V Surveys each human tribe, 
 No earthly pomp his eyes can charm, 
 Nor wealth his favour bribe. 
 
 2 The rich and poor, of equal clay, 
 . His powerful hand did frame ; 
 All souls are his, and him alike 
 
 Their common Parent claim. 
 
 3 Ye sons of men of high degree, 
 
 Your great Superior own ; 
 Praise him for all his gifts, and pay 
 Your homage at his throne. 
 
 4 Trust in the Lord, ye humble poor, 
 
 And banish every fear ; 
 The God you serve will ne'er forsake 
 The man of heart sincere. 
 
 HYMN 52. L. M. 
 
 1 REAT God, my Maker, and my King, 
 VJT Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing; 
 All thou hast done, and all thou dost, 
 Declare thee good, proclaim thee just. 
 
 2 Thy ancient thoughts, and firm decrees, 
 Thy threatenings and thy promises, 
 The joys of heaven, the pains of hell. 
 What angels taste, what devils feel : 
 
 3 Thy terrors and thine acts of grace, 
 Thy threatening rod and smiling face, 
 Thy wounding and thy healing word, 
 A world undone, a world restored : 
 
 4 While these excite my fear and joy ; 
 While these my tuneful lips employ ; 
 Accept, O Lord, the humble song, 
 The tribute of a trembling tongue. 
 
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 HYMN 53. L. M. 
 
 1 ~\7"E humble saints, proclaim abroad, 
 
 JL The honours of a faithful God : 
 How just and true are all his ways! 
 How much above your highest praise ! 
 
 2 The words his sacred lips declare 
 Of his own mind the image bear; 
 What should him tempt, from frailty free, 
 Blest in his self-sufficiency? 
 
 3 He will not his great self deny: 
 A God all truth can never lie ; 
 As well might he his being quit 
 As break his oath, or word forget. 
 
 4 Let suns and stars forget to rise, 
 Or quit their stations in the skies ; 
 Let heaven and earth both pass away, 
 Eternal truth shall ne'er decay. 
 
 5 True to his word, God gave his Son, 
 To die for crimes which men had done ; 
 Blest pledge ! he never will revoke 
 
 A single promise he has spoke. 
 
 HYMN 54. C. M. 
 
 1 1VTOW let our pains be all forgot, 
 ± 1 Our hearts no more repine ; 
 Our sufferings are not worth a thought, 
 
 When, Lord, compared with thine. 
 
 2 His soul, what agonies it felt 
 
 When his own God withdrew; 
 And the large load of all our guilt 
 Lay heavy on him too. 
 
 3 But the Divinity within 
 
 Supported him to bear : 
 Dying, he conquered hell and sin. 
 And made his triumph there. 
 
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 4 Grace, wisdom, justice joined, and wrought 
 
 The wonders of that day ! 
 No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought, 
 Can equal thanks repay. 
 
 5 Our hymns should sound like those above, 
 
 Could we our voices raise; 
 Yet, Lord, our hearts shall all be love, 
 And all our lives be praise. 
 
 THE WONDERFUL WORKS OF GOD IN CREA- 
 TION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMJNT 55. L. M. 
 
 1 TLTOW won'drous are the works of God, 
 jLi Displayed through all the world abroad! 
 Immensely great! minutely small! 
 
 Yet one vast work exceeds them all. 
 
 2 He formed the sun, fair fount of light ; 
 The moon and stars to rule the night; 
 Bat night, and stars, and moon, and sun, 
 Are little works compared with one. 
 
 3 He rolled the seas, and spread the skies, 
 Made vallies sink, and mountains rise ; 
 The meadows clothed with native green, 
 And bid the rivers glide between. 
 
 4 But what are seas, or skies, or hills, 
 Or verdant vales, or gliding rills, 
 To wonders man was born to prove ; 
 The wonders of redeeming love ! 
 
 5 'Tis far beyond what words express, 
 What saints can feel, or angels guess : 
 Angels, that hymn the great I am, 
 Fall down and veil before the Lamb. 
 
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 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 HYMN 56. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, when our raptured thought surveys 
 ■I A Creation's beauties o'er, 
 
 All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
 And bid our souls adore. 
 
 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, 
 
 Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
 Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
 And speak their source divine. 
 
 3 The living tribes, of countless forms, 
 
 In earth and sea, and air ; 
 The meanest flies, the smallest worms 
 Almighty power declare. 
 
 4 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord, 
 
 In all thy works appear: 
 And, O ! let man thy praise record ; 
 Man, thy distinguished care ! 
 
 HYMN 57. L. M. 
 
 1 XjlTERNAL source of every joy! 
 
 .mi Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
 While in thy temple we appear, 
 To hail thee, sovereign of the year. 
 
 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
 
 Thy hand supports and guides the whole : 
 The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
 And darkness when to veil the skies. 
 
 3 The flowery spring at thy command, 
 Perfumes the air, and paints the land ; 
 The summer rays with vigor shine 
 To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 
 
 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours 
 Through ail our coasts redundant stores ; 
 And winters, softened by thy care, 
 
 No more the face of horror wear. 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN 58. C. M. 
 
 1 "T7~ EEP silence all created things, 
 J\l- And wait your Maker's nod ; 
 
 My soul, stands trembling, while she sings 
 The honours of her God. 
 
 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown 
 
 Hang on his firm decree : 
 He sits on no precarious throne, 
 Nor borrows leave to be. 
 
 3 Chained to his throne a Volume lies, 
 
 With all the fates of men, 
 With every angel's form and size, 
 Drawn by th' eternal pen. 
 
 4 His Providence unfolds the book, 
 
 And makes his counsels shine ; 
 Each opening leaf, and every stroke 
 Fulfils some deep design. 
 
 5 In thy fair book of life and grace, 
 
 O may I find my name, 
 Recorded in some humble place 
 Beneath my Lord and Lamb.! 
 
 HYMN 59. C. M. 
 
 1 TVTOW let a spacious world arise, 
 ll Said the Creator-— Lord ; 
 And then at once the earth and skies 
 
 Rose at his given word. 
 
 2 Dark was the deep ; the waters lay- 
 
 Confused and drowned the land : 
 He call'd the light, — the new-born day 
 Attends on his command. 
 
 3 He bids the clouds ascend on high ; 
 
 The clouds ascend and bear 
 A watery treasure to the sky, 
 And float on softer air. 
 
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 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 4 The liquid element below 
 
 Was gathered by his hand : 
 The rolling seas together flow 
 And leave the solid land. 
 
 5 With herbs and plants (a flow'ry birth) 
 
 The naked globe he crowned, 
 Ere there was rain to bless the earth, 
 Or sun to warm the ground. 
 
 1 OD then adorned the upper skies, 
 
 The moon and stars in order rise, 
 To mark out months and years. 
 
 2 Out of the deep th' Almighty King 
 
 Did vital beings frame, 
 The painted fowls of every wing, 
 And fish of every name. 
 
 3 Adam was framed of equal clay, 
 
 Though sov'reign of the rest, 
 Designed for nobler ends than they, 
 With God's, own image bless-'d. 
 
 1 rjn HE lofty pillars of the sky, 
 
 X And spacious concave raised on high, 
 Spangled with stars, a shining frame, 
 Their great Original proclaim. 
 
 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, 
 Doth his Creator's power display ; 
 And publishes, to every land, 
 
 The work of an almighty hand. 
 
 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; 
 And nightly, to the listening earth, 
 Repeats the story of her birth : 
 
 PART 2. 60. C. M. 
 
 Behold the sun appears ; 
 
 HYMN 61. L. M. 
 
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 4 While all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 5 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. " 
 
 HYMN 62. L. M. 
 
 1 r | lHAT was a wonder-working word, 
 A Which could the vast creation raise ! 
 
 Angels, attendant on their Lord ; 
 Admired the plan, and sung his praise. 
 
 2 From what a dark and shapeless mass, 
 
 All nature sprang at his command! 
 Let there be light, and light there was, 
 And sun, and stars, and sea, and land. 
 
 3 With equal speed the earth and seas, 
 
 Their mighty Maker's voice obeyed ; 
 He spake, and straight the plants and trees, 
 And birds and beasts, and man were made. 
 
 4 But man, the lord and crown of all, 
 
 By sin his honour soon defaced ; 
 His heart (how altered since the fall !) 
 Is dark, deformed, and void, and waste. 
 
 HYMN 63. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE book of nature open lies, 
 
 X With much instruction stored ; 
 But till the Lord anoints our eyes, 
 • We cannot read a word. 
 
 2 Philosophers have pored in vain, 
 
 And guessed from age to age ; 
 For reason's eye could ne'er attain 
 To understand a page. 
 
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 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 3 Though to each star they give a name, 
 
 Its size and motions teach, 
 The truths which all the stars proclaim. 
 Their wisdom cannot reach. 
 
 4 With skill to measure earth and sea, 
 
 And weigh the subtle air ; 
 They cannot, Lord, discover thee, 
 Though present every where. 
 
 5 The knowledge of the saints excels 
 
 The wisdom of the schools; 
 To them his secrets God reveals, 
 Though men account them fools. 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HY wisdom, power and goodness Lord, 
 A In all thy works appear: 
 
 And, O ! let man thy praise record, 
 Man, thy distinguished care 1 
 
 2 From thee the breath of life he drew; 
 
 That breath thy power maintains ; 
 Thy tender mercy, ever new, 
 His brittle frame sustains. 
 
 3 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, 
 
 Of reason's light possessed; 
 By revelation's brightest rays, 
 Still more divinely blessed. 
 
 4 Thy providence, his constant guard, 
 
 When threatening woes impend; 
 Or will th' impending dangers ward, 
 Or timely succours lend. 
 
 5 On us that Providence has shone 
 
 With gentle, smiling rays ; 
 Oh may our lips and lives make known 
 Thy goodness and thy praise ! 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 HYMN 65. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, I am pained, but I resign 
 -1 J My body to thy will ; 
 
 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, 
 Appoints the pains I feel. 
 
 2 Dark are the ways of Providence, 
 
 While they who love thee groan ; 
 Thy reasons lie concealed from sense, 
 Mysterious and unknown. 
 
 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, 
 
 And plead before her God, 
 Lest the o'erburdened heart should break 
 Beneath thine heavy rod. 
 
 4 Is not some smiling hour at hand, 
 
 With peace upon its wings ? 
 Give it, O God, thy swift command, 
 With all the joys it brings. 
 
 HYMN 66. C. M. 
 
 1 REAT God of providence ! thy ways 
 \J Are hid from mortal sight; 
 Wrapt in impenetrable shades, 
 
 Or clothed with dazzling light. 
 
 2 The wondrous methods of thy grace 
 
 Evade the human eye ; 
 The nearer we attempt t' approach, 
 The farther off they fly. 
 
 3 But in the world of bliss above, 
 
 Where thou dost ever reign, 
 These myst'ries shall be all unveiled, 
 And not a doubt remain, 
 
 4 The Sun of Righteousness shall there 
 
 His brightest beams display, 
 And not a single cloud obscure 
 That never-ending day. 
 
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 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 HYMN 67. C. M. 
 
 1 RE AT first of beings ! mighty Lord 
 \lW Of all this wondrous frame ! 
 Produced by thy creating word, 
 
 The world from nothing came. 
 
 2 Thy voice sent forth the high command, 
 
 5 Twas instantly obeyed; 
 And through thy goodness all things stand, 
 Which by thy power were made. 
 
 3 Lord ! for thy glory — shine the whole, 
 
 They all reflect thy light; 
 For this — in course the planets roll, 
 And day succeeds the night. 
 
 4 Inspired with praise, our minds pursue 
 
 This wise and noble end- — 
 That all we think, and all we do, 
 Shall to thine honour tend. 
 
 HYMN 68. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE God of nature and of grace, 
 JL In all his works appears ; 
 
 His goodness through the earth we trace, 
 His grandeur in the spheres. 
 
 2 Behold this fair and fertile globe, 
 
 By him in wisdom planned ; 
 'Twas he who girded, like a robe, 
 The ocean round the land. 
 
 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye ; 
 
 Thither his path pursue ; 
 His glory, boundless as the sky, 
 O'erwhelms the wond'ring view. 
 
 4 How excellent, O Lord, thy name, 
 
 In all creation's lines! 
 Spread through eternity, thy fame 
 With rising lustre shines. 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 5 These lower works, that swell thy praise, 
 High as man's thought can tower, 
 Are but a portion of thy ways, 
 The hiding of thy power. 
 
 HYMN 69. C. M. 
 
 1 TT> EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, 
 
 This work belongs to you : 
 Sing of his name, his ways, his word, 
 How holy, just, and true ! 
 
 2 His mercy and his righteousness 
 
 Let heaven and earth proclaim ; 
 His works of nature, and of grace, 
 Reveal his wondrous name. 
 
 3 His word, with energy divine, 
 
 Those heavenly arches spread, 
 Bade starry hosts around them shine, 
 And light the heavens pervade. 
 
 4 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 
 
 With fear before him stand ; 
 He spake, and nature took its birth, 
 And rests on his command. 
 
 5 He scorns the angry nations' rage, 
 
 And breaks their vain designs; 
 His counsel stands through every age, 
 And in full glory shines. 
 
 HYMN 70. L. M. 
 
 1 T OOK up, ye saints ! direct your eyes 
 JlJ To him who dwells above the skies 
 With your glad notes his praise rehearse, 
 Who formed the mighty universe. 
 
 2 He spoke, and from the gloom of night, 
 At once sprang up the cheering light; 
 Him discord heard; and, at his nod, 
 Beauty awoke, and spoke the God. 
 
48 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 3 But to complete the wondrous plan, 
 From earth and dust he fashions man; 
 In man the last, in him the best, 
 The Maker's image stands confest. 
 
 4 Lord, while thy glorious works I view, 
 Form thou my heart and soul anew; 
 Here bid thy purest light to shine, 
 And beauty glow with charms divine ! 
 
 HYMN 71. L. M. 
 
 1 T~¥7E'RE filled with awe and deep surprise, 
 
 W When we with these our mortal eyes, 
 Behold the mighty w T orks displayed 
 Throughout the world which God hath made. 
 
 2 None can his outstretched arm withstand, 
 He holds all nations in his hand, 
 
 And takes up isles as little things, 
 
 And breaks the power of haughty kings. 
 
 3 To him the flying clouds submit, 
 And move along as he sees fit; 
 
 If 'tis his will that they should frown, 
 They pour the rain in torrents down. 
 
 4 And numerous things to us unknown, 
 By winds are from their stations blown ; 
 And up and down in fury tost, 
 
 Till lost,— in wasting ages lost. 
 
 h So great is our eternal God, 
 
 We fear when we but see him nod; 
 And should he but in wrath awake, 
 The solid world itself would quake. 
 
 PART 2. 72. L. M. 
 
 1 TN thought we're lost, — amazed we stand, 
 A When we descry both sea and land; 
 And yet that God who gave us birth, 
 Made all the seas and all the earth. 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 40* 
 
 2 The hills he made, and valleys too, 
 And caused the stormy wind to blow ; 
 And downward bid the streams to glide 
 To form a junction with the tide. 
 
 3 The massy mountains, crude and tall, 
 Were fashioned by the Lord of all ; 
 He also weighed the same with care, 
 And wisely placed them where they are. 
 
 4 The stars likewise, and moon and sun, 
 
 Are works which God's own hands have done! 
 Nor can they move from pole to pole 
 But by their Maker's wise control. 
 
 5 And though it would all men confound 
 To tell how this wide world moves round ! 
 Yet round it moves, or else stands still, 
 And all is governed by God's will. 
 
 PART 3. 73. L. M. 
 
 1 A ND wonder here we also may, 
 
 xjl To see how insects sport and play ; 
 And reptiles in their sphere can prance, 
 And yet none of them move by chance, 
 
 2 We likewise note the fleecy herds,— 
 The beasts, — the fishes, and the birds ; 
 The Lord first brought all these to light, 
 And now sustains them by his might. 
 
 3 And how affrighted oft we feel, 
 While thunder in one constant peal, 
 Doth crack and rattle o'er our head, 
 As if 'twould strike all nature dead, 
 
 4 Yet he that formed the air and sky, 
 And worlds below, and worlds on high, 
 Commands the thunder when to roar, 
 Then bids it make a noise no more. 
 
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50 
 
 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 5 And so it is of day and night, 
 Or of the darkness and of light; 
 
 We see them come, — we see them go, 
 Yet can't well tell how things are so. 
 
 6 And if some things can be explained, 
 And measured too, and by us named ; 
 Yet who can trace them to the root, 
 And say, 'tis so, without dispute ? 
 
 PART 4. 74. L. II. 
 
 1 FipHUS then, these mighty works of God, 
 JL Displayed in different forms abroad, 
 
 Must all the time leave us in doubt, 
 Since we can't find such wonders out. 
 
 2 But still we'll magnify the Lord, 
 And highly venerate his word ; 
 Which word informs us where to find 
 A balm to heal a troubled mind. 
 
 3 And as we're therefore well supplied, 
 With such a sure unerring guide, 
 We'll move along as pilgrims here, 
 Till we at. length in heaven appear. 
 
 4 And then and there we shall be blest 
 With joys divine and solid rest, 
 And sing we shall in lofty strains 
 As long as God the Saviour reigns. 
 
 HYMN 75. C. M. 
 
 1 OD moves in a mysterious way, 
 \IW His wonders to perform, 
 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep in unfathomable mines, 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his sovereign will. 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 3 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 4 His purposes will ripen fast, 
 
 Unfolding every hour, 
 The bud may have a bitter taste, 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
 
 And scan his work in vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
 HYMN 76. C. M. 
 
 1 XT|7"HEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
 
 W My rising soul surveys, 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 In wonder, love and praise ! 
 
 2 O how shall words, with equal warmth, 
 
 The gratitude declare, 
 That glows within my ravished heart ! 
 But thou canst read it there. 
 
 3 Thy providence my life sustained, 
 
 And all my wants redrest, 
 When in the silent womb I lay, 
 And hung upon the breast. 
 
 4 To all my weak complaints and cries, 
 
 Thy mercy leant an ear, 
 Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned 
 To form themselves in prayer. 
 
 5 Unnumbered comforts to my soul 
 
 Thy tender care bestowed, 
 Before my infant heart conceived 
 From whom those comforts flowed. 
 
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 THE WORKS OF GOD 
 
 HYMN 77. L. M. 
 
 1 CREATION'S works in all their forms, 
 \y From rolling stars to creeping worms, 
 In never ceasmg concord join 
 
 To sing thy name, thy power divine. 
 
 2 But when the dawn of heaven we view, 
 In ruined sinners formed anew, 
 When in the gospel's brighter skies, 
 We see the Sun of glory rise; 
 
 3 No more we ask the stars to tell 
 What Jesus only could reveal $ 
 In him at once our eyes behold 
 More than creation ever told. 
 
 HYMN 78. C. M. 
 
 1 f I thee whoreign'st supreme above, 
 
 X And reign'st supreme below, 
 Thou God of wisdom, power and love, 
 We our successes owe. 
 
 2 The thundering horse, the martial band, 
 
 Without thine aid were vain ; 
 And victory flies at thy command 
 To crown the bright campaign. 
 
 3 Thy mighty arm unseen was nigh, 
 
 When we our foes assailed ; 
 'Tis thou hast raised our honours high, 
 And o'er their host prevailed. 
 
 4 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty towers, 
 
 Into our hands are given ; 
 Not from desert, or strength of ours, 
 But through the grace of heaven. 
 
 5 What though no columns lifted high, 
 
 Stand deep inscribed with praise ; 
 Yet sounding honours to the sky 
 Our grateful tongues shall raise. 
 
IN CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 53 
 
 HYMN 79. L. M. 
 
 1 XT7HEN God's own people stand in need, 
 
 W His goodness will afford supplies; 
 Thus when Elijah faints for bread, 
 A raven to his succour flies. 
 
 2 At God's command, with speedy wings, 
 
 The hungry bird resigns his prey; 
 And to the rev'rend prophet brings 
 The needful portion day by day. 
 
 3 This method may be counted strange, 
 
 But happy was Elijah's lot; 
 For nature's course shall sooner change, 
 Than God's dear children be forgot. 
 
 4 This wonder oft has been renewed, 
 
 And saints by sweet experience find 
 Their evils over-ruled for good, 
 Their foes to friendly deeds inclined. 
 
 5 Who can distrust that mighty hand, 
 
 Which rules with universal sway; 
 Which nature's laws can countermand ; — 
 Or feed us by a bird of prey ! 
 
 HYMN 80. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HY way, 0 God! is in the sea, 
 
 i Thy paths I cannot trace; 
 Nor comprehend the mystery 
 Of thy unbounded grace. 
 
 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense 
 
 My captive soul surround ; 
 Mysterious deeps of providence 
 My wond'ring thoughts confound. 
 
 3 As through a glass, I dimly see 
 
 The wonders of thy love : 
 How little do I know of thee, 
 Or of the joys above. 
 
54 THE WORKS OF GOD. 
 
 4 'Tis but in part, I know thy will : 
 
 I bless thee for the sight: 
 When will thy love the rest reveal 
 In glory's clearer light ? 
 
 5 With rapture shall I then survey 
 
 Thy providence and grace ; 
 And spend an everlasting day 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 HYMN 81. S. M. 
 
 1 fTlHERE'S not an evil flies, 
 JL And pours its woes abroad, 
 
 Through country, kingdom, city, town, 
 But what is sent by God. 
 
 2 Should plagues, should fevers shoot 
 
 Swift poison through our veins, 
 They take their orders from the skies, 
 With all their burning pains. 
 
 3 Lord, at thy feet we bow, 
 
 And own thy righteous rod, 
 And beg that every stroke we feel 
 May bring us near to God ! 
 
 4 O may thy providence 
 
 Promote the life divine, 
 And brighter through these midnight shades 
 May all our graces shine ! 
 
 HYMN 82. S. M. 
 
 1 "Il/TY God knows what I want, 
 J-TJL He sees my helplessness ; 
 And always readier is to gran f 
 
 Than I to ask his grace. 
 
 2 My fearful heart he reads, 
 
 Secures my soul from harms, 
 And underneath, his mercy spreads 
 Its everlasting arms. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 55 
 
 3 O may I doubt no more, 
 
 But in his pleasure rest; 
 Built on his love, his truth and power, 
 My soul is truly blest. 
 
 4 T' accomplish his design, 
 
 All dark events agree ; 
 And every attribute divine 
 Is now at work for me. 
 
 CHRIST, AND WHAT PERTAINS TO HIM AS THE 
 SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 1 ~\"ITE come with joyful song, 
 
 W To hail the happy morn ; 
 
 Glad tidings from an angel's tongue, 
 " This day the Saviour's born !" 
 
 2 What transports doth his name 
 
 To sinful men afford ! 
 His glorious titles we proclaim, — 
 A Saviour, — Christ, — the Lord ! 
 
 3 Glory to God on high, 
 
 All hail the happy morn ; 
 We join the anthems of the sky, 
 And sing, — " The Saviour's born." 
 
 1 A WAKE, awake, and hail the morn, 
 jljL To us a Saviour now is born ; 
 See how the angels wing their way, 
 To usher in the glorious day. 
 
 HYMN 83. S. M. 
 
 HYMN 84. L. M. 
 
56 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Hark, hark, what music, — what a song 
 Sounds from the bright celestial throng! 
 Delightful song, — its sounds impart 
 Sweet raptures to the contrite heart. 
 
 3 Come join the angels in the sky ; 
 
 " Glory to him who reigns on high :" 
 Let peace and love on earth abound, 
 While time revolves, and years roll round. 
 
 1 saints proclaim abroad, 
 X. The honours of your king; 
 
 To Jesus your incarnate God, 
 Your songs of praises sing. 
 
 2 Not angels round the throne 
 
 Of majesty above, 
 Are half so much obliged as we, 
 To our Immanuel's love. 
 
 3 They never sunk so low, 
 
 Nor are they raised so high : 
 They never knew such depths of woe, — i 
 Such heights of majesty. 
 
 4 May we with angels vie, 
 
 The Saviour to adore ; 
 Our debts are greater far than theirs, 
 Oh be our praises more. 
 
 1 ri^O us, to us a child is born, 
 
 JL Arise and hail the happy morn : 
 Come, let us praise the God of heaven, 
 For unto us a Son is given. 
 
 2 To us, the guilty race of man, 
 He comes ! an infant of a span ! 
 Come, let us hail such wondrous love, 
 Which brought salvation from above. 
 
 HYMN 85. S. M, 
 
 HYMN 86. L. M, 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 3 He comes, all potent to sustain 
 His bride, and to promote her fame ; 
 Let saints rejoice and spread abroad, 
 The boundless pity of a God. 
 
 1 "\7"E sons of mirth, and sons of pride, 
 JL Cast here a pensive eye; 
 
 
 
 Behold the Saviour crucified, 
 Nor pass him heedless by. 
 
 2 With kind concern he says, " Look up, 
 
 Behold, I die for you; 
 The sorrows in my deadly cup, 
 
 0 sinner, were thy due ! 
 
 3 "For thee my back is lashed and torn, 
 
 With thorns my head is crowned ; 
 For thee I hang a wretch forlorn, 
 Fast on a gibbet bound ! 
 
 4 "O Father dear, some pity take, 
 
 And ease my tortured breast; 
 O God, my God, do not forsake, 
 
 1 sink, 1 sink oppressed! 5 ' 
 
 5 And were these pangs, dear Lord, for me, 
 
 These cries and deadly smart? 
 And by thy bonds am I set free ? 
 Then take my ransomed heart. 
 
 1 TEHOVAH speaks, let Israel hear, 
 J Let all the earth rejoice and fear, 
 While God's eternal Son proclaims 
 His sovereign honours and his names: 
 
 2 " I am the Last, and I the First, 
 The Saviour-God, and God the Just ; 
 There's none beside pretends to shew 
 Such justice and salvation too. 
 
 HYMJNT 87. C. M. 
 
 HYMN 88. L. M. 
 
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58 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 S "In me alone shall men confess 
 Lies all their strength and righteousness ; 
 But such as dare despise my name. 
 I'll clothe them with eternal shame. 
 
 4 " In me, the Lord, shall all the seed 
 Of Israel from their sins be freed, 
 And by their shining graces prove 
 Their interest in my pardoning love." 
 
 HYMX 89. 7s. 
 
 1 T3RIGHT and joyful is the morn, 
 JD For to us a child is born ; 
 From the highest realms of heaven 
 Unto us a Son is given. 
 
 2 On his shoulder he shall bear 
 Power and majesty — and wear, 
 On his vesture and his thigh, 
 Names most awful — names most high. 
 
 3 Wonderful in counsel he, 
 Christ, th 5 Incarnate Deity, 
 Sire of ages ne'er to cease, 
 
 King of kings, and Prince of peace. 
 
 4 Come and worship at his feet, 
 Yield to him the homage meet: 
 From his manger to his throne, 
 Homage due to God alone. 
 
 HYMX 90. 7s. 
 
 1 XT ARK ! — the herald angels sing, 
 XI " 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, 
 n Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 59 
 
 3 Veiled in flesh— the Godhead see, 
 Hail th' incarnate Deity ; 
 Pleased as man with men t' appear, 
 See the great Immanuel here. 
 
 4 Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace ! 
 Hail the Sun of righteousness ! 
 Light and life to men he brings, 
 Risen with healing in his wings. 
 
 HYMN 91. C. M. 
 
 1 XT7HILE shepherds watched their flocks by 
 
 W night, 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 2 " 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 : 
 
 3 "The heavenly babe you there shall find 
 
 To human view displayed, 
 All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 4 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God on high, 
 And thus addressed their song: 
 
 5 " All glorjfrbe to God on high 
 
 And to the earth be peace : 
 Good will, henceforth, from heaven to men, 
 Begin and never cease." 
 
 HYMN 92. C. M. 
 
 1 TVTORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
 J-TJL And chant the solemn lay ; 
 Joy, love and gratitude combine, 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
60 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through all the shining regions ran, 
 And strung and tuned the lyre. 
 
 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
 
 And loud the echo rolled; 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 
 
 4 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 
 
 " Glory to God on high ; 
 Good will and peace are now complete, 
 Jesus was born to die." 
 
 5 Hail, Prince of Life, for ever hail! 
 
 Redeemer, Brother, Friend, 
 Though earth and time, and life should fail, 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 HYMN 93. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE race that long in darkness pined 
 JL Have seen a glorious light; 
 
 The people now behold the dawn, 
 Who dwelt in death and night. 
 
 2 To hail thy rising, Sun of life! 
 
 The gathering nations come, 
 Joyous as when the reapers bear 
 Their harvest treasures home. 
 
 • 
 
 3 To us the promised child is born; 
 
 To us the Son is given ; 
 Him shall the tribes of earth obey, 
 And all the hosts of heaven. 
 
 4 His name shall be the Prince of Peace 
 
 For evermore adored, 
 The Wonderful, the Counsellor, 
 The mighty God and Lord. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 94. C. M. 
 
 1 « QHEPHERDS, rejoice, lift up your eyes 
 
 k3 And send your fears away, 
 News from the regions of the skies — 
 A Saviour's born to-day. 
 
 2 "Jesus, the God whom angels fear, 
 
 Comes down to dwell with you ; 
 To-day he makes his entrance here, 
 But not as monarchs do. 
 
 3 "Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, 
 
 And see his humble throne ; 
 With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
 Go, shepherds, kiss the Son. 55 
 
 4 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around. 
 
 The heavenly armies throng; 
 They tune their harps to lofty sound, 
 And thus conclude the song. 
 
 5 " Glory to God that reigns above, 
 
 Let peace surround the earth ; 
 Mortals shall know their Maker's love* 
 At their Redeemer's birth. 55 
 
 HYMN 95. 8s & 7s*. 
 
 1 TTAIL, thou long expected Jesus, 
 XI Born to set thy people free ! 
 From our sins and fears release us, 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
 2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints, thou art; 
 Long desired of every nation, 
 Joy of every waiting heart. 
 
 3 Born thy people to deliver, 
 
 Born a child — yet God our King, 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
62 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
 Rule in all our hearts alone; 
 By thine all-sufficient merit, 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 HYMN 96. L. M. 
 
 1 44 T^l ATHER divine," the Saviour cried 
 
 JC While horrors pressed on every side, 
 And prostrate on the ground he lay, 
 44 Remove this bitter cup away. 
 
 2 44 But if these pangs must still be borne, 
 And stripes, and wounds, and cruel scorn, 
 I bow my soul before thy throne, 
 
 And say, thy will, not mine be done." 
 
 3 Thus our submissive souls would bow, 
 And, taught by Jesus, lie as low; 
 Our hearts, and not our lips alone, 
 Would say, 44 Thy will, not ours, be done." 
 
 4 Then, though like him in dust we lie, 
 We'll view the blissful moment nigh, 
 Which, from our portion in his pains, 
 Calls to the joy in which he reigns. 
 
 HYMN 97. C. M. 
 
 1 T3EHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 J3 Nailed to the shameful tree ! 
 How vast the love that him inclined 
 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans ? while nature shakes, 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
 The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 
 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid, 
 
 44 Receive my soul," he cries: 
 See where he bows his sacred head ! 
 He bows his head, and dies ! 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, 
 And in full glory shine : 
 O Lamb of God, was ever pain, — 
 Was ever love like thine ! 
 
 HYMJST 98. L. M. 
 
 1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 
 IX And did my Sovereign die ? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 
 He groaned upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 When Christ — the great Redeemer — died, 
 For man, the creature's sin! 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 When 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. 
 
 HYMJNT 99. C. M. 
 
 1 TN vain we seek for peace with God 
 
 X By methods of our own : 
 Blest Saviour, nothing but thy blood 
 
 Can bring us near the throne. 
 
 2 The threatenings of thy broken law 
 
 Impress the soul with dread : 
 If God his sword of vengeance draw 
 It strikes the spirit dead. 
 
64 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SIGNERS. 
 
 3 But thy atoning sacrifice 
 
 Hast answered all demands ; 
 And peace and pardon from the skies 
 Come to us by thy hands. 
 
 4 Tis by thy death we lire, 0 Lord! 
 
 *Tis on thy cress we rest : 
 For ever be thy lore adored, 
 Thy name forever blest. 
 
 HYMX 100. L. M. 
 
 3. T"\~HEX I survey the wondrous cross 
 ▼ 1 On which the Prince of srlory died. 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on ail my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast. 
 
 Save in the cross of Chris:, ray God: 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down! 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 
 That were a tribute. far too small; 
 Love so amazing, so divine. 
 
 Demands my life, my soul, my all. 
 
 HYMX 101. L. M. 
 
 1 OTRETCHED on the cross, the Saviour dies 
 k5 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 save and cleanse his rebel foes 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 65 
 
 3 Can I survey this scene of wo, 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow; 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love, or pain ? 
 
 4 Come blessed Lord, thy grace impart, 
 To warm this cold, this stupid heart! 
 Till all its powers and passions move, 
 In melting grief, and ardent love. 
 
 HYMN 102. L. M. 
 
 1 )fl ^IS finished — so the Saviour cried, 
 
 JL And meekly bowed his head and died ; 
 'Tis finished — yes, the work is done, 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 'Tis finished — all that Heaven decreed, 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 
 Is now fulfilled, as long designed, 
 In me, the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 'Tis finished — Aaron now no more 
 Must stain his robes with purple gore ; 
 The sacred veil is rent in twain, 
 
 And Jewish rites no more remain. 
 
 4 'Tis finished — this, my dying groan, 
 Shall sins of every kind atone : 
 Millions shall be redeemed from death 
 By this, my last expiring breath. 
 
 5 'Tis finished — let the joyful sound 
 
 Be heard through all the nations round ; 
 
 'Tis finished — let the echo fly 
 
 Through heaven and hell, thro' earth and sky. 
 
 HYMN" 103. L. M. 
 
 1 TTE dies, the Friend of sinners dies! 
 JL JL Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies, 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
66 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
 
 For him who groaned beneath your load; 
 He shed a thousand drops for you, 
 A thousand drops of richer blood ! 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree : 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
 But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again. 
 
 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb : 
 
 In vain the tomb forbids his rise : 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
 HYMN 104. L. M. 
 
 1 "OT7HEN I the lonely grave survey, 
 
 ▼ V Where once my Saviour deigned to lie, 
 I see fulfilled what prophets say, 
 And all the power of death defy. 
 
 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim 
 
 How weak the bands of conquered death; 
 Sweet pledge ! — that all who trust his name 
 Shall rise, and draw immortal breath ! 
 
 3 Jesus, once numbered with the dead, 
 
 Unseals his eyes to sleep no more; 
 And ever lives their cause to plead, 
 For whom the pains of death he bore. 
 
 4 Thy risen Lord, my soul, behold ! 
 
 See the rich diadem he wears! 
 Thou too shalt bear a harp of gold, 
 To crown thy joy, when he appears. 
 
 5 Though in the dust I lay my head, 
 
 Yet gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
 My flesh forever with the dead, 
 Nor lose thy children in the grave. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 67 
 
 HYMN 105. L. M. 
 
 1 ^\UR Lord is risen from the dead ; 
 W Our Jesus is gone up on high ! 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 
 Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
 
 2 There his triumphant chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay: 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
 Ye everlasting doors, give way! 
 
 3 "Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 
 And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; 
 He claims these mansions as his right, 
 Receive the King of glory in !" 
 
 4 " Who is the King of Glory ?"— « Who? 
 
 The Lord that all our foes o'ercame ; 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; 
 And Jesus is the Conqueror's name." 
 
 HYMN 106. L. M. 
 
 1 TTE lives — the great Redeemer lives! — 
 _OL What joy the blest assurance gives! 
 And now, before his Father God, 
 
 He pleads the merit of his blood. 
 
 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
 
 And justice armed with frowns appears ; 
 But in the Saviour's lovely face, 
 Sweet mercy smiles — and all is peace. 
 
 3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts — 
 Above our fears — above our faults, 
 
 His powerful intercessions rise ; 
 And guilt recedes — and terror dies. 
 
 4 In every dark, distressful hour, 
 When sin and Satan join their power, 
 Let this dear hope repel the dart — 
 That Jesus bears us on his heart. 
 
68 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 Great advocate, almighty friend ! 
 On thee our humble hopes depend ; 
 Our cause can never, never fail, 
 For thou dost plead, and must prevail. 
 
 HYMJY 107. C. M. 
 
 1 d^i OME let us join our cheerful songs 
 \y With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 
 "To he exalted thus!" 
 <c Worthy the Lamb!" our hearts reply; 
 " For he was slain for us." 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and power divine ; 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 4 y^he whole creation join in one, 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 108. C. M. 
 
 1 A LL hail, the power of Jesus' name ! 
 J_jL 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; 
 Praise him who shed for you his blood, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 A remnant weak and small, 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Let every kindred — every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Oh ! that with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at his feet may fall ; 
 There join the everlasting song, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 109. L. M. 
 
 1 IVTOW let us raise our cheerful strains, 
 JL i And join the blissful choir above; 
 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And there they sing his wondrous love. 
 
 2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song, 
 
 Oh may we feel the sacred flame; 
 And every heart, and every tongue, 
 Adore the Saviour's glorious name ! 
 
 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree 
 
 In agonizing pains expired; 
 Who died for rebels — yes, 'tis he ! 
 How bright ! how lovely ! how admired ! 
 
 4 Jesus, who died that we might live! 
 
 Died in the wretched traitor's place : 
 Oh! what returns can mortals give 
 ^or such immeasurable grace ! 
 
 5 Were universal nature ours, 
 
 And art with all her boasted store ; 
 Nature and art, with all their powers, 
 Would still confess the offering poor ! 
 
 6 Yet though for bounty so divine, 
 
 We ne'er can equal honours raise ; 
 Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, 
 
 And all our tongues proclaim thy praise ! 
 
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 70 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMJST 110. C. M. 
 
 1 Z^IOME, all ye ransomed of the Lord, 
 \y Your grateful tribute bring, 
 And celebrate with one accord, 
 
 The birth-day of our King. 
 
 2 Let us with humble hearts repair, 
 
 Faith will point out the road, 
 To little Bethlehem, and there 
 Adore our infant God. 
 
 3 In swaddling bands the Saviour view! 
 
 Let none this weakness scorn, 
 The feeblest heart shall hell subdue, 
 Where Jesus Christ is born. 
 
 4 No pomp adorns, no sweets perfume 
 
 The place where Christ is laid ; 
 A stable serves him for his room, 
 A manger is his bed. 
 
 5 But see what diff 'rent thoughts arise 
 
 In ours and angels breast ; 
 To hail his birth they left the skies, 
 We lodg'd him with the beasts ! 
 
 HYMN 111. CM. 
 
 1 ^IHRIST is the sinner's only friend, 
 
 Salvation's in his name ; 
 His love to Zion knows no end, ' 
 To endless years the same., 
 
 2 Christ is a refuge in distress, 
 
 When tempests rage within ; 
 Or when her foes around her press, 
 The world, death, hell and sin. 
 
 3 Her life from danger is secure, 
 
 5 Tis hid with Christ above ; 
 Jehovah's throne stands not more sure 
 Than his unchanging love. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Though still her sins displeasing are, 
 
 He views her in his Son; 
 Clad with his vesture, bright and fair, 
 She's like the Holy One, 
 
 5 For that blest hour she daily sighs, 
 
 When his dear face to view ; 
 She mounting to her native skies, 
 Shall bid all sin adieu. 
 
 HYMN 112. L. M. 
 
 1 "OROAD is the road that leads to death, 
 JD And thousands walk together there; 
 But wisdom shews a narrower path, 
 
 With here and there a traveller. 
 
 2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross," 
 
 Is the Redeemer's great command! 
 Nature must count her gold but dross, 
 If she would gain this heavenly land. 
 
 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
 
 And walks the ways of God no more, 
 Is but 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. 
 
 HYMN 113. C. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song 
 A To our incarnate Lord; 
 
 Let every heart and every tongue 
 Adore th' eternal word. 
 
 2 That awful word, that sov'reign power, 
 
 By whom the worlds were made ; 
 (O happy morn ! illustrious hour!) 
 Was once in flesh arrayed ! 
 
72 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 Then shone almighty power and love. 
 
 In all their glorious forms ; 
 When Jesus left his throne above 
 To dwell with sinful worms. 
 
 4 To dwell with misery below, 
 
 The Saviour left the skies; 
 And sunk to wretchedness and woe. 
 That worthless man might rise. 
 
 5 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! 
 
 With wonder we adore; 
 But could we sing as angels do, 
 Our highest praise were poor. 
 
 HYMN 114. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 TESUS is our God and Saviour, 
 
 Guide, and Counsellor, and Friend, 
 Bearing all our misbehaviour; 
 Kind, and loving to the end. 
 
 2 Trust him, he will not deceive us, 
 
 Though we hardly of him deem; 
 He will never, never leave us, 
 Nor will let us quite leave him. 
 
 3 View him in the doleful garden, 
 
 View him on the bloody tree, 
 Where he once obtained a pardon 
 For his people full and free. 
 
 4 View him now in heaven sitting, 
 
 Interceding for us there ; 
 Not a moment intermitting 
 His compassion and his care. 
 
 5 Nothing but thy blood, 0 Jesus, 
 
 Can relieve us from our smart ; 
 Nothing else from guilt release us, 
 Nothing else can melt the heart. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 115. S. M. 
 
 1 A ND now the Saviour goes, 
 ii. The parting hour is come ; 
 A parting blessing he bestows, 
 
 Then mounts triumphant home ! 
 
 2 With easy flight he soars 
 
 Beyond our feeble ken : 
 Unfold, unfold, ye heavenly doors, 
 And let the Saviour in. 
 
 3 Amaz'd the skies reply, 
 
 Who is this mighty Lord? 
 The king of glory, angels cry- 
 By all above adored! 
 
 4 'Tis Jesus from the dead, 
 
 Who lives to die no more ! 
 Bow down, ye gates, your lofty head, 
 And hail him, and adore ! 
 
 5 Now girt with glory round, 
 
 With praises ever blest, 
 Our king on Zion's hill is crowned, 
 Where none can break his rest. 
 
 HYMN 116, S. M e 
 
 1 TN vain the sealed cave, 
 
 JL In vain the Roman guard; 
 My Lord will quit his silent grave 
 Just at the time prepared. 
 
 2 An earthquake tells the hour, 
 
 Of Jesus' second birth ; 
 An angel ope's the prison door, 
 And lo! he springeth forth! 
 
 3 All hail, my risen Lord, 
 
 Triumphant Saviour now S 
 Sin, death, and hell, with one accord 
 Before thy footstool bow. 
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74 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 The fight is bravely fought, 
 
 The work is nobly done ; 
 A full salvation thou hast wrought, 
 And endless honours won. 
 
 5 Oh, bid thy little flock 
 
 Their risen Lord pursue ; 
 Gaze after him with wishful look, 
 And warm affections too. 
 
 HYMN 117. C. M. 
 
 1 T>LESS'D morning whose young dawning 
 JO Beheld our rising God ; [rays 
 That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
 
 And leave his last abode ! 
 
 2 In the cold prison of a tomb 
 
 The dear Redeemer lay, 
 Till the revolving skies had brought 
 The third, th' appointed day. 
 
 3 Hell and the grave unite their force 
 
 To hold our God in vain ; 
 The sleeping Conqueror arose* 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 
 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, 
 
 These sacred hours we pay, 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 The triumph of the day. 
 
 HYMN 118. L. M. 
 
 1 TJEHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb 
 J3 With wonder, gratitude, and love 
 To take away our guilt and shame, 
 
 See him descending from above. 
 
 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; 
 
 He meekly bore the guilty load ; 
 Our ransom price he fully paid, 
 
 In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 To save apostate man he dies ; 
 
 Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! 
 To him lift up your longing eyes, 
 And hope for mercy in his name. 
 
 4 Pardon and peace through him abound ; 
 
 He can the richest blessings give ; 
 Salvation in his name is found, 
 He bids the dying sinner live. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee 
 
 Where else can helpless sinners go? 
 Thy boundless love shall set me free 
 From all my wretchedness and wo. 
 
 HYMN 119. L. M. 
 
 1 DLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies, 
 _I3 "Revenge !" the blood of Abel cries; 
 But the dear stream, when Christ was slain, 
 Speaks peace as loud from every vein. 
 
 2 Pardon and peace from God on high ; 
 Behold he lays his vengeance by ; 
 And rebels, that deserve his sword, 
 Become the fav'rites of the Lord. 
 
 3 To Jesus let our praises rise, 
 Who gave his life a sacrifice : 
 Now he appears before his God, 
 And for our pardon pleads his blood. 
 
 HYMN 120. L. M. 
 
 1 TT7"E'LL now repair to yonder cross 
 
 VV And there attend the Lamb of God, 
 Accounting all things else but dross 
 Compared with sin-atoning blood. 
 
 2 See how the dear Redeemer stands. 
 
 Insulted in his lowest case ; 
 Sinners have bound the Saviour's hands 
 And spit in their Creator's face. 
 
76 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 With thorns his temples gored and gashed 
 
 Send streams of blood from ev'ry part ; 
 His back with knotted scourges lashed, 
 But sharper scourges tear his heart. 
 
 4 Nailed naked to th' accursed wood, 
 
 Exposed to earth and heaven above ; 
 A spectacle of wounds and blood, 
 A prodigy of injured love ! 
 
 5 Ye that assume his sacred name, 
 
 Now tell me, what can all this mean ? 
 What was it bruised God's harmless Lamb, 
 What was it pierced his soul — but sin ? 
 
 HYMN 121. L. M. 
 
 1 4p10ME hither, ye that fain would know 
 Vy The exceeding fullness of sin ; 
 Come see a sin of matchless wo, 
 
 And tell me what it all can mean. 
 
 2 Behold the darling Son of God 
 
 Bowed down with horror to the ground, 
 Wrung at the heart, and sweating blood, 
 His eyes in tears of sorrow drowned ! 
 
 3 See how the victim panting lies, 
 
 His soul with bitter anguish prest ! 
 He sighs, he faints, he groans, he cries, 
 Dismayed, dejected, shocked, distrest ! 
 
 4 What pangs are these that tear his heart? 
 
 What burden's this that's on him laid? 
 What means this agony of smart ? 
 
 What makes our Maker hang his head 
 
 5 'Tis justice with its iron rod, 
 
 Inflicting strokes of wrath divine; 
 'Tis the vindictive hand of God, 
 Incensed at all your sins and mine. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
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 HYMN 122. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS the great, the mighty God, 
 *9 A man of grief became ; 
 
 In paths of meekness here he trod, 
 And bore the sinner's shame. 
 
 2 Humility, how bright it shined 
 
 In every act he wrought; 
 What lowliness of heart and mind, 
 Appeared in all he taught. 
 
 3 His love to men of sinful race, 
 
 Glowed in his tender breast ; 
 For man he yielded to disgrace, 
 Forsaken and distressed. 
 
 4 Led as a lamb to meet the sword, 
 
 He bowed beneath the stroke ; 
 Not one revengeful angry word, 
 The dear Redeemer spoke. 
 
 5 O may his meekness be my guide, 
 
 The pattern I pursue ; 
 How can I bear revenge or pride, 
 With Jesus in my view ? 
 
 HYMN 123. C. M. 
 
 1 ^\U.R Jesus suffered once for sin, 
 \Jr And now exalted reigns; 
 Ye sinners saved, his praise begin, 
 
 In sweet harmonious strains. 
 
 2 No claims can law or justice crave 
 
 From Jesus' mystic bride ; 
 Full payment to the law he gave, 
 When for her sins he died. 
 
 3 When justice smote the Shepherd's head, 
 
 The captive flock were free ; 
 Beloved, when in transgression dead. 
 Great God, and far from thee. 
 
78 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 4 Here, lost in thought, the seraphs gaze, 
 
 The wondrous scene to scan ; 
 What heights and depths of sov'reign grace, 
 In wisdom's glorious plan. 
 
 5 Convinced of sin's demerit, we 
 
 From self to Jesus fly ; 
 Ourselves insolvent debtors see, 
 And on his blood rely. 
 
 HYMN 124. L. M. 
 
 1 "\7[7 , HO is this lovely person, who ? 
 
 W His garments are all stained I see ; 
 He comes from Edom — drest in wo, 
 And seems as if he'd come to me. 
 
 2 Glory his blood-stained robes adorns, 
 
 And yet his stripes are most severe ; 
 And on his sacred head are thorns, 
 His soul in agony appears. 
 
 3 Tis my Redeemer from above, 
 
 Jesus the Saviour — yes, 'tis he ; 
 Great is his strength, and strong his love ; 
 He groaned, he bled, he died for me. 
 
 4 New life and joy his stripes afford, 
 
 And yet my sins caused him to bleed ; 
 What condescension in the Lord, 
 To come and suffer in my stead ! 
 
 5 Such matchless love, my soul constrains, 
 
 While thus I view his suffering o'er, 
 To hate the cause of all his pains, 
 And yet to love him more and more. 
 
 HYMN 125. C. M. 
 
 1 "\7E7"HEN the first parents of our race 
 W Rebelled and lost their God, 
 And the infection of their sin 
 Had tainted all our blood. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 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 wrapped his Godhead in a veil 
 Of our inferior clay, 
 
 4 His living power, and dying love, 
 
 Redeemed 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 ; 
 Blessed Jesus, take us for thy own, 
 For we are doubly thine. 
 
 HYMJV 126. C. M. 
 
 1 /^H ! what a sad and doleful night, 
 \J Preceded that day's morn, 
 When darkness seized the Lord of light, 
 
 And sin by Christ was borne. 
 
 2 When our intolerable load 
 
 Upon his soul was laid, 
 And the vindictive wrath of God 
 Flamed furious on Ijis head. 
 
 3 We in our Jesus well may boast, 
 
 For none but God alone, 
 Can know how dear the victory cost, 
 How hardly it was won. 
 
 4 Forth from the garden, fully tried, 
 
 Our bruised champion came, 
 To suffer what remained beside, 
 Of pain, and grief, and shame. 
 
80 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 Nailed to the cross through hands and feet, 
 He hung in open view : 
 To make his sorrows quite complete, 
 By God deserted too. 
 
 HYMN 127. S. M. 
 
 1 A HEAVENLY host triumphant bring 
 jlTL The new 7 s of Jesus' birth, 
 
 They sing and say the heavenly king 
 Is come to dwell on earth. 
 
 2 So God's good -will to man is told, 
 
 And friendship is begun ; 
 What canthe Father now withhold, 
 Who freely gave his Son ? 
 
 3 Lift up a song to God most high, 
 
 For love so free, so dear; 
 Exalt his praise above the sky, 
 And make his angels hear. 
 
 4 And thou, most precious Prince of peace, 
 
 Accept my homely heart ; 
 Thy name I love, thy feet I kiss, 
 For pleasant sure thou art ! 
 
 5 A manger I have got for thee, 
 
 It is my bosom, Lord ; 
 And if the Lord can dwell with me, 
 It will be richly stored. 
 
 HYMN 128. C. M. 
 
 1 T SING my Saviour's wondrous death 
 JL He conquered when he fell : 
 
 'Tis finished said his dying breath, 
 And shook the gates of hell. 
 
 2 'Tis finished, our Immanuel cries, 
 
 The dreadful work is done; 
 Hence shall his sovereign throne arise, 
 His kingdom is begun. 
 
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 3 His cross a sure foundation laid, 
 
 For glory and renown, 
 When through the regions of the dead 
 He past to reach the crown. 
 
 4 Exalted at his Father's side 
 
 Sits our victorious Lord ; 
 To heaven and hell his hands divide 
 The vengeance or reward. 
 
 5 The. saints from his propitious eye 
 
 Await their several crowns, 
 And all the sons of darkness fly 
 The terror of his frowns. 
 
 HYMN 129. 8s. 
 
 1 « rpHE door of the sheepfold am I," 
 
 JL Saith Jesus, " come enter by me, 
 Your wants shall receive a supply, 
 From danger your souls shall be free : 
 
 2 " The fold is immutable love, 
 
 A fence never broken by sin, 
 And happy are they that can prove 
 By me, they have entered therein. 
 
 3 " The voice of the shepherd they know, 
 
 But hirelings reject with disdain, 
 Who constantly toil at the law, 
 But cannot the gospel explain. 
 
 4 " Such pastors, my sheep when they hear, 
 
 Shall never attend to their lore, 
 Because they are taught to infer, 
 Such never came in by the door. 
 
 5 " The sheep of my pasture are men, 
 
 I lead them to pastures divine ; 
 And who shall presume to condemn, 
 I feed them, and clothe them, as mine. 
 
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82 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 6 « I saw them, when wand'ring from God, 
 And how under sin they were sold ; 
 I ransomed them all by my blood, 
 And brought them safe into the fold." 
 
 HYMN 130. P. M, 
 
 1 V | IIS the voice of my beloved, 
 
 3i His dear face methinks I see, 
 Fraught with blessings, peace, and pardon, 
 
 Skipping o'er the hills to me ; 
 Sweet the accents, 
 Whispering peace, and sins forgiven. 
 
 2 Now the shades of night dispersing, 
 
 On me dawned the welcome day ; 
 Love divine, beyond rehearsing, 
 
 Chased the mist of sin away; 
 While my spirit 
 Basked in his meridian beam. 
 
 3 Thus with heavenly fare he fed me, 
 
 Filled my soul with love divine, 
 And to living fountains led me; 
 
 "Drink," said he, "this blood of mine: 
 This shall cheer thee, 
 When with sins and sorrow prest." 
 
 4 " Though thy sins are red like scarlet, 
 
 White as snow I'll make them be; 
 Though thou oft has played the harlot, 
 
 Fond of others more than me ; 
 Yet I love thee, 
 Thou art still my undefiled." 
 
 HYMN 131. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to the Prince of light, 
 JUL That clothed himself in clay : 
 Entered the iron gates of death, 
 And tore the bars away. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Death is no more the king of dread 
 
 Since our Tmmanuel rose : 
 He took the tyrant's sting away, 
 And spoiled our hellish foes. 
 
 3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, 
 
 And to his Father flies, 
 With scars of honour in his flesh, 
 And triumph in his eyes. 
 
 4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And scatters blessings down, 
 Our Jesus fills the blissful seat, 
 Of the celestial throne, 
 
 5 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings.. 
 
 Your sweetest voices raise ; 
 Let heaven, and all created things, 
 Sound our ImmanuePs praise. 
 
 HYMN 132. C. M. 
 
 1 1Vj*Y soul ! repeat the mighty acts 
 J-yJL Of thy victorious Lord : 
 And state the ever wondrous facts, 
 
 Recorded in his word. 
 
 2 Tell how from everlasting, he 
 
 Did undertake our cause : 
 And pledged himself, his church to free, 
 From Sinai's broken laws. 
 
 3 Tell how in time he took our flesh, 
 
 Was clothed in human form ; 
 So was our nature formed afresh, 
 When Jesus Christ was born. 
 
 4 Tell how he bore away our sin, 
 
 And did the curse remove : 
 How he hath " righteousness brought in," 
 To raise us safe above. 
 
84 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS* 
 
 5 Tell how he breaks the stubborn heart 
 Of sinners such as me ; 
 And will for ever love impart 
 Most glorious, full and free. 
 
 HYMN 133. L. M. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the woman's promised seed! 
 JO Behold the great Messiah come ! 
 Behold the prophets all agreed 
 
 To give him the superior room ! 
 
 2 Abram, the saint, rejoiced of old, 
 
 When visions of the Lord he saw! 
 Moses, the man of God, foretold 
 This great fulfiller of his law. 
 
 3 The types bore witness to his name, 
 
 Obtained their chief design, and ceased; 
 The incense and the bleeding lamb, 
 The ark, the altar, and the priest. 
 
 4 Predictions in abundance meet, 
 
 To join their blessings on his head: 
 Jesus, we worship at thy feet, 
 
 And nations own the promised seed. 
 
 HYMN 134. C. M. 
 
 1 T TPS ANNA to our conquering king! 
 JLiL The prince of darkness flies, 
 His troops rush headlong down to hell, 
 
 Like lightning from the skies. 
 
 2 Hosanna to our conquering king! 
 
 All hail, incarnate love ! 
 Ten thousand songs and glories wait, 
 To crown thy head above. 
 
 3 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless fame, 
 
 Through the wide world shall run, 
 And everlasting ages sing 
 The triumphs thou hast won. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 135. C. M. 
 
 1 /'"lOME ransomed souls unite with me, 
 
 Exalt our glorious Lord : 
 Tell of his death upon the tree, 
 And sound his praise abroad. 
 
 2 High over all, he lives and reigns, 
 
 The Everlasting God: 
 Yet he endured sharp pains and groans, 
 To save his church with blood. 
 
 3 To bear our curse he's lifted high, 
 
 And higher still to bless — 
 Ye heralds, lift him up, and cry, 
 "The Lord our Righteousness." 
 
 4 Higher and higher — higher still, 
 
 Lift up the sinner's friend : 
 Till all whom God the Father will, 
 Shall to his sceptre bend. 
 
 HYMN 136. L. M. 
 
 1 TVTY song shall bless the Lord of all, 
 ITjL My praise shall climb to his abode ; 
 Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, 
 
 The great Supreme, the mighty God. 
 
 2 Without beginning or decline, 
 
 Object of faith, and not of sense; 
 Eternal ages saw him shine, 
 He shines, eternal ages hence. 
 
 3 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, 
 
 Salvation is his dearest claim ; 
 That gracious sound well pleased he hears, 
 And owns Immanuel for his name. 
 
 4 As man he pities my complaint. 
 
 His power and truth are all divine ; 
 He will not fail, he cannot faint, 
 Salvation's sure, and must be mine. 
 
86 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 137. 4 6s & 8s. 
 
 1 ~|~OIN every tongue to sing 
 ftl The mercies of the Lord ; 
 The love of Christ our King, 
 
 Let every heart record ; 
 He saved us from the wrath of God, 
 And paid our ransom with his blood. 
 
 2 What wondrous grace was this ! 
 
 We sinned and Jesus died: 
 He wrought the righteousness, 
 
 And we were justified. 
 We ran the score to lengths extreme, 
 And all the debt was charged on him. 
 
 3 Hell was our just desert, 
 
 And he that hell endured; 
 Guilt broke his guiltless heart 
 
 With wrath that we incurred. 
 We bruised his body, spilt his blood, 
 And both became our heavenly food. 
 
 HYMN 138. L. M. 
 
 1 TPV AUGHTERS of Sion, come, behold 
 AJ The crown of honour and of gold, 
 Which the glad church, with joys unknown, 
 Placed on the head of Solomon. 
 
 2 Jesus, thou everlasting King! 
 Accept the tribute which we bring, 
 Accept the well deserved renown, 
 And wear our praises as thy crown. 
 
 3 Let every act of w T orship be 
 Like our espousals, Lord, to thee: 
 Like the dear hour, when from above 
 We first received thy pledge of love. 
 
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 4 The gladness of that happy day! 
 
 Our hearts would wish it long to stay ; 
 Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
 Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 
 
 5 Each following minute, as it flies, 
 Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
 Till we are raised to sing thy name, 
 At the great supper of the Lamb. 
 
 1 TT7HAT equal honours shall we bring 
 W To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, 
 
 
 
 When all the notes that angels sing, 
 Are far inferior to thy name. 
 
 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, 
 
 The Prince of Peace that groaned and died ; 
 Worthy to rise, and live and reign 
 At his Almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 Pow'r and dominion are his due, 
 
 Who stood condemned at Pilot's bar; 
 Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 
 Though he was charged with madness here. 
 
 4 Honour immortal must be paid, 
 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
 While glory shines around his head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
 5 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 
 
 Who bore the curse for wretched men: 
 Let angels sound his sacred name, 
 And every creature say, amen. 
 
 HYMN 140. L. M. 
 
 1 T>EHOLD, the blind their sight receive! 
 JD Behold, the dead awake and live ; 
 The dumb speak wonders, and the lame 
 Leap like the hart, and bless the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 139. L. M 
 
S8 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own 
 And seal the mission of the Son; 
 The Father vindicates his cause, 
 While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 
 
 3 He dies ; the heavens in mourning stood: 
 He rises, and appears a God: 
 
 Behold the Lord ascending high, 
 No more to bleed, no more to die. 
 
 4 Hence and for ever from my heart 
 I bid my doubts and fears depart ; 
 And to those hands my soul resign, 
 Which bear credentials so divine. 
 
 HYMX 141. L. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE mighty frame of glorious grace, 
 
 JL That brightest monument of praise 
 That e'er the God of Love designed, 
 Employs and fills my labouring mind. 
 
 2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, 
 A burden for an angel's tongue : 
 
 When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
 He tunes and summons all his strings. 
 
 3 Proclaim inimitable love, 
 Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
 Puts off the beams of bright array, 
 And veils the God in mortal clay. 
 
 4 He thus distributes crowns and thrones 
 Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans ; 
 The Prince of Life resigns his breath, 
 The King of Glory bows to death. 
 
 HYMN 142. S. M. 
 
 1 X> AISE your triumphant songs, 
 JlV To an immortal tune ; 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal love 
 
 Its chief beloved chose, 
 And bade him raise our wretched race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 His hand no thunder bears, 
 
 No terror clothes his brow ; 
 No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
 To fiercer flames below. 
 
 4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, 
 
 And wrath stood silent by, 
 When Christ was sent with pardon down 
 To rebels doomed to die. 
 
 5 Lord we obey thy call ; 
 
 We lay a humble claim 
 To the salvation thou hast brought, 
 And love and praise his name. 
 
 HYMN 143. C. M. 
 
 1 "V\7"E bless the prophet of the Lord, 
 
 V V That comes with truth and grace 
 Jesus, thy Spirit, and thy word 
 Shall lead us in thy ways. 
 
 2 We rev'rence our High Priest above, 
 
 Who offered up his blood, 
 And lives to carry on his love, 
 By pleading with our God. 
 
 3 We honour our exalted King ; 
 
 How sweet are his commands ! 
 He guards our souls from hell and sin, 
 By his Almighty hands. 
 
 4 Hosanna to his glorious name, 
 
 Who saves by diff 'rent ways : 
 His mercies lay a sovereign claim 
 To our immortal praise. 
 
90 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 144. S. M. 
 
 1 CJHALL wisdom cry aloud, 
 
 k3 And not her speech be heard? 
 The voice of God's eternal Word, 
 Deserves it no regard ? 
 
 2 I was his chief delight, 
 
 His everlasting Son, 
 Before the first of all his works, 
 Creation was begun. 
 
 3 Upon the empty air, 
 
 The earth was balanced well ; 
 With joy I saw the mansion, where 
 The sons of men should dwell. 
 
 4 My busy thoughts at first 
 
 On their salvation ran, 
 Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust 
 Was fashioned to a man. 
 
 HYMN 145. S. M. 
 
 1 TT>EHOLD the grace appears, 
 J3 The promise is fulfilled ; 
 Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears, 
 
 And Jesus is the child. 
 
 2 The Lord, the highest God, 
 
 Calls him his only Son; 
 He bids him rule the lands abroad, 
 And gives him David's throne. 
 
 3 O'er Jacob shall he reign 
 
 With a peculiar sway ; 
 The nations shall his grace obtain, 
 His kingdom ne'er decay. 
 
 4 To bring the glorious news, 
 
 A heavenly form appears ; 
 He tells the shepherds of their joys, 
 And banishes their fears. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 Glory to God on high ! 
 
 And heavenly peace on earth ; 
 Good will to men, to angels joy, 
 At the Redeemer's birth. 
 
 HYMN 146. 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS is the chiefest good, 
 
 *J He hath saved us by his blood, 
 Let us value nought but him, 
 Nothing else deserves esteem. 
 
 2 Jesus gives us life and peace, 
 Faith, and love, and holiness ; 
 Every blessing, great or small, 
 Christ for us secured all. 
 
 3 Jesus, therefore, let us own, 
 And exalt his name alone, 
 For he hath our sins forgiven, 
 And now pleads for us in heaven. 
 
 HYMN 147. 7s. 
 
 1 1VTUCH we talk of Jesus' blood, 
 J.TJL But how little's understood! 
 Of his sufferings so intense, 
 Angels have no perfect sense; 
 Who can rightly comprehend 
 Their beginning or their end ! 
 'Tis to God, and God alone, 
 That their weight is fully known. 
 
 2 O thou hideous monster, sin, 
 What a curse has thou brought in ! 
 All creation groans through thee, 
 Pregnant cause of misery ! 
 Thou hast ruined wretched man, 
 Ever since the world began ; 
 Thou hast God afflicted too ; 
 Nothing less than that would do. 
 
92 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 3 Dearly are we bought, for God 
 Bought us with his own heart's blood, 
 Boundless depths of love divine ! 
 Jesus, what a love was thine ! 
 Though the wonders thou has done 
 Are as yet so little known ; 
 Here we fix, and comfort take, 
 Jesus died for sinners' sake. 
 
 HYMN 148. C. M. 
 
 1 "FTARK, the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 
 JUL The Saviour promised long! 
 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 2 On him the Spirit largely poured, 
 
 Exerts his sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love 
 His holy breast inspire. 
 
 3 He comes the pris'ners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held, 
 The gates of brass before him burst, 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 HYMN 149. L. M. 
 
 1 "TVTATURE with open volumes stands, 
 
 J. 1 To spread her Maker's praise abroad, 
 And ev'ry labour of his hands 
 Shews something worthy of a God. 
 
 2 But in the grace that rescued man, 
 His brightest form of glory shines; 
 Here on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 
 In precious blood, and crimson lines. 
 
 3 Here, the whole name appears complete ; 
 Nor man can guess, nor reason prove, 
 Which of the letters best is writ, 
 
 The power, the wisdom, or the love. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 O ! the sweet wonders of that cross, 
 Where God, the Saviour, loved and died ; 
 Her noblest life my spirit draws 
 From his dear wounds, and bleeding side. 
 
 HYMJV 150. 7s. 
 
 1 TTOLY wonder, heavenly grace, 
 JOL Come, inspire our humble lays, 
 While the Saviour's love we sing, 
 Whence our hopes and comforts spring. 
 
 2 Man, involved in guilt and woe, 
 Touched his tender bosom so, 
 That, when justice death demands, 
 Forth the great Deliv'rer stands; 
 
 3 Cries to God, " thy mercy shew, 
 Lo ! I come thy will to do ; 
 
 I the sacrifice will be, 
 
 Death shall plunge his dart in me." 
 
 4 Though the form of God be bore, 
 Great in glory, great in power, 
 See him in our flesh arrayed, 
 Lower than his angels made. 
 
 1 He, that heaven itself possessed, 
 JNow an infant at the breast ! 
 Angels from the world above, 
 See and sing amazing love ! 
 
 HYMJV 151. 7s. 
 
 1 TVTOW the heavenly Lover dies ! 
 
 i. 1 Darkness veils the mid-day skies ! 
 Angels round the bloody tree, 
 Throng the gaze in ecstacy ! 
 
 2 Powers unseen earth's bosom heave, 
 Rocks and tombs asunder cleave ; 
 While the temple's rending veil 
 Tells the priest the awful tale. 
 
94 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 But, the third day's dawning come, 
 Lo ! the Saviour leaves the tomb! 
 Re-ascends his native sky, 
 Where he lives, no more to die. 
 
 4 On his cross he builds his throne, 
 Whence he makes his glories known, 
 Sends his spirit down to give, 
 Dying sinners grace to live. 
 
 HYMN 152. C. M. 
 
 1 OEFORE the heavens were spread abroad, 
 .13 Was the eternal Word : 
 
 With God he was ; the Word was God, 
 And is as God adored. 
 
 2 By his own power all thing were made ; 
 
 By him upheld they stand : 
 He is the whole creation's head; — 
 All hang on his command. 
 
 3 Ere sin was hatched, or satan fell: 
 
 He ruled the morning stars. 
 His generation w T ho can tell, 
 Or his unnumbered years ? 
 
 4 Yet, lo 1 he leaves these heavenly forms, 
 
 Descends and dwells in clay ; 
 That he may converse hold with worms, 
 Dressed in such flesh as they. . 
 
 5 Mortals, with joy, behold his face, 
 
 Th' eternal Father's Son, 
 When full of truth and full of grace, 
 Through flesh the God-head shone. 
 
 HYMN 153. L. M. 
 
 1 A VOICE the lonely desert cheers, 
 J\. Prepare the way, your God appears ; 
 The cry reverberates around ; 
 The vocal hills repeat the sound. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Ye lofty cedars homage pay ; 
 
 Ye floods be still, ye rocks give way ; 
 Ye mountains sink, ye forests bend ; 
 Ye angels see your God descend. 
 
 3 Let devils flee, let men adore ; 
 
 Let tidings spread from shore to shore ; 
 Jehovah deigns on earth to dwell, 
 Amongst the heirs of death and hell. 
 
 4 His matchless glories he conceals, 
 And but his boundless love reveals; 
 He wraps his God-head in our clay, 
 And comes to take our guilt away. 
 
 HYMJNT 154. C. M« 
 
 1 QING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
 k3 Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue : 
 
 His new discovered grace demands 
 A new and noble song. 
 
 2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, 
 
 God's own Almighty Son ; 
 His power the sinking world sustains* 
 And grace surrounds his throne. 
 
 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, 
 
 Joy through the earth be seen ; 
 Let cities shine in bright array, 
 And fields in cheerful green. 
 
 4 Let an unusual joy surprise 
 
 The islands of the sea ; 
 Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, 
 Prepare the Lord his way. 
 
 5 Behold, he comes ! he comes to bless 
 
 The nations as their God ; 
 To shew the world his righteousness, 
 And send his truth abroad. 
 
96 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 155. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, at thy temple we appear, 
 J 4 As happy Simeon came, 
 And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 
 
 O make our joys the same ! 
 
 2 With what divine and vast delight, 
 
 The good old man was filled, 
 When, ibndly in his withered arms; 
 He clasped the holy child ! 
 
 3 " Now I can leave this world, he cried ; 
 
 Behold thy servant dies ! 
 I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, 
 And close my peaceful eyes." 
 
 4 Jesus ! the vision of thy face 
 
 Hath overpowering charms ! 
 Scarce shall we feel death's cold embrace, 
 If Christ be in our arms. 
 
 HYMN 156. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to the royal Son 
 jLJL Of David's ancient line, 
 His natures two, his person one, 
 
 Mysterious and divine. 
 
 2 The root of David here we find, 
 
 And offspring, are the same : 
 Eternity and time are joined 
 In our Immanuel's name. 
 
 3 Blest he that comes to wretched man, 
 
 With peaceful news from heaven ! 
 Hosannas, of the highest strain, 
 To Christ the Lord be given. 
 
 4 Should we, dear Lord, refuse to take 
 
 Hosannas on our tongues, 
 The rocks and stones would rise and break 
 Their silence into songs. 
 
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 HYMN 157. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to the Prince of grace : 
 JTX Sion, behold thy King ; 
 Proclaim the Son of David's race, 
 
 And teach the babes to sing. 
 
 2 Hosanna to th' incarnate Word, 
 
 Who from the Father came ; 
 Ascribe salvation to the Lord, 
 With blessings on his name. 
 
 HYMN 158. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA to king David's Son, 
 XI Who reigns on a superior throne ; 
 We bless the Prince of heavenly birth, 
 Who brings salvation down to earth. 
 
 Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age, 
 In this delightful work engage ; 
 Old men and babes in Sion sing 
 The growing glories of her king. 
 
 HYMN 159. L. M. 
 
 1 T^TITH transport, Lord, our souJs proclaim, 
 
 ▼ V Th' immortal honours of thy name : 
 Assembled round our Saviour's throne, 
 We make his ceaseless glories known. 
 
 2 High, on his Father's royal seat, 
 Our Jesus shone divinely great, 
 
 E'er Adam's clay with life was warmed, 
 Or Gabriel's nobler spirit formed. 
 
 3 Through all succeeding ages he 
 
 The same hath been, the same shall be: 
 Immortal radiance crowns his head, 
 While stars and suns wax old and fade. 
 9 
 
98 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 The same his power his saints to guard, 
 The same his bounty to reward ; 
 
 The same his faithfulness and love, 
 To saints on earth, and saints above. 
 
 5 Let nature change and sink and die ; 
 Jesus shall raise his chosen high ; 
 And fix them near his stable throne 
 In glory changeless as his own. 
 
 HYMN 160. C. M. 
 
 1 TT1 ATHER, we sing thy wondrous grace, 
 _l_ We bless our Saviour's name ; 
 
 He brought salvation for the poor, 
 And bore the sinner's shame. 
 
 2 Through his obedience so complete, 
 
 Peace is to sinners given ; 
 Mercy and truth together met, 
 When he came down from heaven. 
 
 3 This shall thy humble followers see, 
 
 And set their hearts at rest ; 
 They, by his death, draw near to thee, 
 And live for ever blest. 
 
 4 Grief, like a garment, clothed him round, 
 
 And sackcloth was his dress, 
 While he wrought out for naked souls, 
 A robe of righteousness. 
 
 5 May our incarnate God and King 
 
 Our sweetest thoughts employ ! 
 And we his endless praises sing 
 In palaces of joy. 
 
 HYMN 161. P. M. 
 
 1 A FRIEND there is— your voices join, 
 J\. Ye saints, to praise his name ! 
 Whose truth and kindness are divine, 
 Whose love's a constant flame. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 When most we need his helping hand, 
 
 This friend is always near; 
 With heaven and earth at his command, 
 He waits to answer prayer. 
 
 3 His love no end or measure knows, 
 
 No change can turn its course; 
 Immutably the same it flows 
 From one eternal source. 
 
 4 When frowns appear to veil his face, 
 
 And clouds surround his throne, 
 He hides the purpose of his grace, 
 To make it better known. 
 
 HYMN 162. L. M. 
 
 1 TVTOW let our mournful songs record 
 -L l The dying sorrows of our Lord, 
 When he complained in tears and blood, 
 As one forsaken of his God. 
 
 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 
 
 And shook their heads and laughed in scorn 
 «* He rescued others from the grave, 
 Now let him try himself to save. 
 
 3 " This is the man who did pretend 
 God was his father and his friend ; 
 If God the Father loved him so, 
 Why doth he fail to help him now ?" 
 
 4 Barbarous people ! cruel priests ! 
 
 How they stood round like savage beasts ; 
 
 Like lions gaping to devour, 
 
 When God had left him in their power. 
 
 5 But God his Father, heard his cry : 
 Raised from the dead, he reigns on high; 
 The nations learn his righteousness, 
 And humble sinners taste his grace. 
 
100 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 163. C. M. 
 
 1 ^1 HRIST knows the heights of heav'nly bliss, 
 
 The depths of earthly woe ; 
 Acquainted well our Jesus is, 
 YVith all the griefs we know. 
 
 2 Thrice, holy Lord ! in heaven they cry, 
 
 When Jesus' praise they sing; 
 On earth they snouted — " Crucify!'* 
 And mocked the lowly King. 
 
 3 Alike unmoved, he bends to wear 
 
 Heaven's praises as his crown ; 
 Unmoved alike, he stands to bear 
 On earth his creatures' frown ! 
 
 4 Meek as a lamb beneath the knife 
 
 Of butch'ring hands he lay ; 
 And patiently resigned the life 
 They could not take away. 
 
 5 Why, O ye saints, ye sinners, why 
 
 Did Jesus suffer thus ? 
 In heaven they shout — on earth they cry — 
 "Jesus was slain for us !" 
 
 HYMN 164. C. M. 
 
 1 A S on the cross the Saviour hung, 
 xil And prayed, and bled, and died, 
 He poured salvation on a wretch 
 
 That languished at his side. 
 
 2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame, 
 
 The penitent confessed ; 
 Then turned his dying eyes to Christ, 
 And thus his prayer addressed. 
 
 3 "Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven, 
 
 Thou spotless Lamb of God, 
 I see thee bathed in sweat and tears, 
 And weltering in thy blood. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. .101 
 
 4 M Yet quickly from these scenes of woe 
 
 In triumph thou shalt rise, 
 Burst through the gloomy shades of death, 
 And shine above the skies. 
 
 5 " Amid the glory of that world, 
 
 Dear Saviour think on me; 
 And in the viet'ries of thy death, 
 Let me a sharer be." 
 
 6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears, 
 
 And instantly replies, 
 " To-day thy parting soul shall be 
 With me in Paradise." 
 
 HYMN 165. L. M. 
 
 1 A ND why, dear Saviour, tell me why, 
 _ljL Thou thus would'st suffer, bleed, and die ? 
 What mighty motive could thee move ? 
 
 The motive's plain, 'twas all for love. 
 
 2 For love of whom ? of sinners base, 
 A harden'd herd, a rebel race ; 
 
 That mock'd and trampled on thy blood. 
 And wanton'd with the wounds of God. 
 
 3 When rocks and mountains rent with dread, 
 And gaping graves gave up their dead ; 
 When the fair sun withdrew his light, 
 And hid his head, to shun the sight: 
 
 4 Then stood the wretch of human race, 
 And raised his head, and shew'd his face ; 
 Gaz'd unconcern'd, when nature fail'd, 
 
 And scoff'd, and sneer'd, and curs'd, and rail'd. 
 
 5 Harder than rocks and mountains are, 
 More dull than dirt and earth by far ; 
 
 Man view'd unmov'd thy blood's rich stream, 
 Nor ever dream'd it flow'd for him. 
 
102 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 166. C. M. 
 
 1 r 1 iHE true Messiah now appears, 
 JL The types are all withdrawn; 
 
 So fly the shadows and the stars 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 
 2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs, 
 
 Nor kid, nor bullock, slain ; 
 Incense and spice, of costly names, 
 Would all be burnt in vain. 
 
 3 Aaron must lay his robes away, 
 
 His mitre and his vest, 
 When God himself comes down to be 
 The ofF'ring and the priest. 
 
 4 He took our mortal flesh, to show 
 
 The wonders of his love ; 
 For us he paid his life below, 
 And prays for us above. 
 
 5 "Father," he cries, "forgive their sins, 
 
 For I myself have died 
 And then he shows his open'd veins, 
 And pleads his wounded side. 
 
 HYMN 167. C. M. 
 
 1 A LL hail my Lord, for thou, yes, thou 
 JOL Art infinitely fair; 
 
 Yea, altogether pleasant too, 
 And sweet beyond compare. 
 
 2 All comeliness divine in thee 
 
 Most gloriously does shine ; 
 What beauty thou commends in me, 
 Is but the shade of thine. 
 
 3 Dost thou applaud the little stream 
 
 That from thy fulness rose ? 
 How highly then should I esteem, . 
 The fountain whence it flows. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 How shall I thee extol, my God? 
 
 It shames me to be mute : 
 When thou exalts a loathsome clod 
 Wrapt in a borrow'd suit. 
 
 5 But who, alas! can words invent 
 
 To magnify thy grace ? 
 Seraphic pencils cannot paint 
 The beauties of thy face. 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 
 1 "Y7WDER— amazing sight ! — I see 
 
 jL Th s incarnate Son of God, 
 Expiring on th' accursed tree, 
 And welt'ringin his blood. 
 
 2 Behold the purple torrents run 
 
 Down from his hands and head ; 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun ; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
 HYMN 169. 7s. 
 
 1 /'"lOME, Desire of nations, come! 
 
 Hasten, Lord, the general doom ! 
 Hear the Spirit and the Bride ; 
 Come, and take us to thy side. 
 
 2 Thou, who hast our place prepared, 
 Make us meet for our reward; 
 Then with all thy saints descend; 
 Then our earthly trials end. 
 
 3 Mindful of thy chosen race, 
 Shorten these vindictive days ; 
 Who for full redemption groan, 
 Hear us now, and save thine own. 
 
 4 Now destroy the man of sin ; 
 Now thine ancient flock bring in ! 
 Filled with righteousness divine, 
 Claim a ransomed world for thine. 
 
104 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 170. S. M. 
 
 1 XTT7ELCOME, sweet day of rest, 
 
 t T That saw the Lord arise ; 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit, and see him here, 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place, 
 
 Where my dear God hath been, 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this, 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 HYMN 171. L. M. 
 
 1 T7PRISING from the darksome tomb, 
 
 See the victorious Jesus come! 
 The great Redeemer quits the prison, 
 And angels tell, "The Lord is risen." 
 
 2 Ye mourning saints, no longer grieve ; 
 Hear the glad tidings, and believe : 
 God's holy law is satisfied, 
 
 And justice now is on your side. 
 
 3 In guilt's dark dungeon when ye lay, 
 Mercy cried " Spare," and justice " Slay; 
 But Jesus answered, " Set them free, 
 And pardon them, and punish me." 
 
 4 Your Surety, now, before your God, 
 Pleads the rich ransom of his blood ; 
 No new demands, no bar remains, 
 But mercy, all triumphant, reigns. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 172. L. M. 
 
 1 T>LEST angels aid us with your song, 
 J3 To whom sublimer notes belong; 
 Your golden harps, and voices join, 
 
 To sing Immanuel's love divine. 
 
 2 Lo, he who on the cross was slain, 
 Enthroned in glory, lives again ! 
 
 At once he bursts death's fatal bands, 
 In vain the power of hell withstands. 
 
 3 With songs of joy address his name, 
 His vict'ries and his love proclaim; 
 Sing, how he conquered when he fell, 
 And vanquished sin, and death and hell. 
 
 4 Saints shout with joy your risen Lord, 
 And spread his boundless love abroad ; 
 Let ev'ry heart the Saviour bless, 
 And ev'ry tongue his name confess. 
 
 HYMN 173. 7s. 
 
 1 A NGELS, roll the stone away, 
 
 XX. Death, yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See ! he rises from the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 ? Tis the Saviour, angels raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy -inspiring sound. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, 
 Now to glory see him rise, 
 
 In long triumph through the sky, 
 Up to waiting worlds on high. 
 
 4 Praise him all ye heavenly choirs, 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Shout, O earth, in rapt'rous song, 
 Let the strains be sweet and strong, 
 
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106 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 Ev'ry note with wonder swell, 
 Sin o'erthrown, and captived hell; 
 Where is hell's once dreaded king? 
 Where, 0 death, thy mortal sting? 
 
 HYMN 174. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 Tl ARK ! — what mean those holy voices 
 XI Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
 Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices; 
 
 Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 
 
 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, 
 
 Hear them chant in hymns of joy, 
 "Glory in the highest — glory! . 
 Glory be to God most high ! 
 
 3 " Peace on earth — good-will from heaven, 
 
 Reaching far as man is found." 
 "Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven " — 
 Loud our golden harps shall sound. 
 
 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed; 
 
 Heaven and earth his praises sing ! 
 Oh receive whom God appointed, 
 For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 HYMN 175. S. M. 
 
 1 T> EJOICE in Jesus' birth! 
 JL\, To us a Son is given, 
 To us a child is born on earth, 
 
 Who made both earth and heaven ! 
 
 2 He reigns above the sky, 
 
 This universe sustains — 
 The God supreme — the Lord most high, 
 The king Messiah reigns ! 
 
 3 Th 5 Almighty God— is he, 
 
 Author of heavenly bliss ! 
 The Father of Eternity, 
 
 The glorious Prince of peace ! 
 
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 4 His government shall grow, 
 
 From strength to strength proceed ; 
 His righteousness the church o'erflow, 
 And all the earth o'erspread. 
 
 HYMN 176. L. M. 
 
 1 TTE lives, he lives, no more to die! 
 
 XJL He lives, the Lord, enthroned on high! 
 He lives, triumphant o'er the grave ! 
 He lives, eternally to save! 
 
 2 He lives, to still his people's fears ! 
 He lives, to wipe away their tears ! 
 He lives, to calm their troubled heart! 
 He lives, all blessings to impart ! 
 
 3 He lives, all glory to his name ! 
 He lives, unchangeably the same ! 
 He lives, their mansions to prepare ! 
 He lives, to bring them safely there ! 
 
 HYMN 177. S. M. 
 
 1 jMOME all harmonious tongues, 
 Vy Your noblest music bring, 
 'Tis Christ the everlasting God, 
 
 And Christ the man we sing 
 
 2 Tell how he took our flesh, 
 
 To take away our guilt ; 
 Sing the dear drops of sacred blood 
 That hellish monsters spilt. 
 
 3 Down to the shades of death 
 
 He bowed his awful head ; 
 Yet he arose to live and reign, 
 When death itself is dead. 
 
 4 No more the bloody spear, 
 
 The cross and nails no more ; 
 For hell itself shakes at his name, 
 And all the heavens adore. 
 
108 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 There his full glories shine 
 With uncreated rays, 
 To bless his saints' and angels' eyes 
 Through everlasting days. 
 
 HYMN 178. C. M. 
 
 1 "OEYOND the glittering starry skies, 
 -13 Far as th' eternal hills, 
 
 There, in the boundless worlds of light, 
 Our dear Redeemer dwells. 
 
 2 Immortal angels strong and fair, 
 
 In countless armies shine ; 
 At his right hand with golden harps 
 They offer songs divine. 
 
 3 "Hail, Prince !" they cry, " for ever hail! 
 
 Whose unexampled love, 
 Moved thee to quit these glorious realms, 
 And royalties above." 
 
 4 Through all his travels here below, 
 
 They did his steps attend ; 
 Oft gazed, and wondered where at last 
 The scene of love would end. 
 
 5 They brought his chariot from above, 
 
 To bear him to his throne ; 
 Clapp'd their triumphant wings, and cried, 
 « The glorious work is done." 
 
 HYMN 179. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, 
 •J And near thy Father sit ; 
 
 In Zion shall thy power be known, 
 And make thy foes submit. 
 
 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! 
 
 Thy converts shall surpass 
 The num'rous drops of morning dew, 
 And own thy sovereign grace. 
 
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 3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, 
 
 Nor changes what he swore ; 
 " Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
 When Aaron's is no more. 
 
 4 Melchisedek, that wondrous priest, 
 That king of high degree, 
 
 That holy man who Abram blest, 
 Was but a type of thee." 
 
 5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives, 
 
 To plead for us above ; 
 Jesus our King for ever gives 
 The blessings of his love. 
 
 HYMN 180. L. M. 
 
 1 TXAIL to the Prince of life and peace, 
 XI Who holds the keys of death and hell ! 
 The spacious world unseen is his, 
 
 And sov'reign power becomes him well. 
 
 2 In shame and torment once he died; 
 
 But now he lives for evermore : 
 Bow down, ye saints, around his seat, 
 And all ye angel-bands adore. 
 
 3 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, 
 
 Guided by wisdom and by love ; 
 Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, 
 
 O'er worlds below, and worlds above. 
 
 4 For ever reign, victorious King : 
 
 Wide through the earth thy name be known; 
 And call my longing soul to sing 
 Sublimer anthems near thy throne. 
 
 HYMN 181. L. M. 
 
 1 XESUS has shed his vital blood, 
 *} To bring my wand'ring soul to God ; 
 And still to manifest his love, 
 He lives, and pleads for me above. 
 
110 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 " Father, I will," the Saviour cries, 
 
 " That this poor soul at length may rise 
 From all the depths of sin and woe, 
 The riches of my grace to know. 
 
 3 " He shall behold me face to face, 
 And dwell in this celestial place, 
 Far from the reach of foes, and fears; 
 My love shall wipe away his tears. 
 
 4 " Father, I will, that he should prove, 
 The wonders of redeeming love; 
 That he may all my glories see, 
 And sit upon thy throne with me," 
 
 HYMX 182. C. M. 
 
 1 /^H, the delights, the heavenly joys, 
 \J The glories of the place, 
 Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams 
 
 Of his o'erflowing grace. 
 
 2 Sweet majesty and awful love 
 
 Sit smiling on his brow, 
 And all the glorious ranks above 
 At humble distance bow. 
 
 3 Princes to his imperial name 
 
 Bend their bright sceptres down ; 
 Dominions, thrones and powers rejoice 
 To see him wear the crown. 
 
 4 Archangels sound his lofty praise 
 
 Through ev'ry heavenly street, 
 And lay their highest honours down 
 Submissive at his feet. 
 
 5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his, 
 
 That once rude iron tore, 
 High on a throne of light they stand, 
 And all the saints adore. 
 
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 HYMN 183. C. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, sweet gratitude, and sing 
 il Th' ascended Saviour's love : 
 Sing how he lives to carry on 
 
 His people's cause above. 
 
 2 With cries and tears he offered up 
 
 His humble suit below; 
 But with authority he asks, 
 Enthroned in glory now. 
 
 3 For all that come to God by him, 
 
 ; Salvation he demands ; 
 Points to their names upon his breast, 
 And spreads his wounded hands. 
 
 4 His sweet atoning sacrifice 
 
 Gives sanction to his claim ; 
 "Father, I will that all my saints 
 Be with me where I am. r 
 
 5 Eternal life at his request, 
 
 To every saint is given: 
 Safety on earth, and after death, 
 The plenitude of heaven. 
 
 HYMN 184. L. M. 
 
 1 XX7HY droops my soul with grief opprest, 
 
 ▼ V Whence these wild tumults in my breast 
 Is there no balm to heal my wound, 
 No kind physician to be ibund ? 
 
 2 Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ; 
 Behold the Prince of glory dies ; 
 He dies, extended on the tree, 
 Thence sheds a sov'reign balm for me. 
 
 3 Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie, 
 Here to receive a cure or die : 
 But grace forbids that painful fear, 
 Infinite grace, which triumphs here. 
 
112 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Thou wilt extract the poisoned dart, 
 Bind up and heal the wounded heart; 
 With blooming health my face adorn, 
 And change the gloomy night to morn. 
 
 HYM 185. L. M. 
 
 1 "\7"ES, my beloved, to my sight, 
 
 Jl Shews a sweet mixture, red and white 
 All human beauties, all divine, 
 In my beloved, meet and shine. 
 
 2 White is his soul, from blemish free ; 
 Bed, with the blood he shed for me ; 
 The fairest of ten thousand fairs ; 
 
 A sun amongst ten thousand stars. 
 
 3 Compassions in his heart are found, 
 Hard by the signals of his wound : 
 His sacred side no more shall bear 
 The cruel scourge, the piercing spear. 
 
 HYMJNT 186. C. M. 
 
 1 T ET us adore th' eternal Word, 
 
 I A 'Tis he our souls has fed: 
 Thou art our living stream, O Lord, 
 And thou th 5 immortal bread. 
 
 2 The manna came from lower skies, 
 
 But Jesus from above. 
 Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise, 
 And rivers flow with love, 
 
 3 The Jews, the fathers, died at last, 
 
 Who eat that heavenly bread ; 
 But these provisions what we taste 
 Can raise us from the dead. 
 
 4 Daily our mortal flesh decays, 
 
 But Christ our life shall come ; 
 His unresisted power shall raise 
 Our bodies from the tomb.. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 187. C. M. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the mighty Saviour comes 
 X3 From Edora's hostile plains ! 
 
 A crimson vesture he assumes ; 
 And blood his raiment stains. 
 
 2 From Bozrah, glorious he appears : 
 
 His robes with vict'ry shine : 
 Complete salvation, lo he wears, 
 With majesty divine ! 
 
 3 Why thus arrayed, Almighty God, 
 
 In vests of purple glow ; 
 With garments dyed in streams of blood, 
 That from the wine -press flow ? 
 
 4 "The wine-press I myself have trod, 
 
 And with me there was none ; 
 All strength and all salvation stood 
 Complete in me alone." 
 
 5 Alone he stood, alone he fell, 
 
 Alone the conqueror rose ; 
 Alone he burst the bars of hell, 
 And trampled on his foes. 
 
 HYMN 188. C. M. 
 
 1 /^IHRIST is the sure foundation-stone 
 
 Which God in Zion lays, 
 To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
 And his eternal praise. 
 
 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 
 
 And saints adore his name ; 
 They rest their whole salvation here, 
 Nor shall they suffer shame. 
 
 3 The scribe, the pharisee, and priest, 
 
 Reject him with disdain ; 
 Yet on this Rock the church shall rest, 
 And envy rage in vain. 
 
114 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 
 Yet must this building rise ; 
 'Tis thine own work, Almighty God, 
 And wondrous in our eyes. 
 
 1 A LL ye to whom the Saviour's dear, 
 
 Let every cheerful passion wake, 
 While on your tongues his name you take. 
 
 2 On him alone his church is built, 
 He, only he, removes our guilt; 
 To him alone our praise we bring, 
 And him the great foundation sing. 
 
 3 In him salvation stands secure ; 
 This strong foundation must endure ; 
 Stronger than death his love is known, 
 Nor can his church be overthrown. 
 
 4 In the eternal plan of grace 
 
 He undertook our wretched case; 
 Love, how amazing, how divine! 
 Doth through the whole transaction shine ! 
 
 5 To Jesus let our songs abound, 
 
 And bless his name in sweetest sound; 
 Be this our song till him we view, . 
 And this our theme in glory too. 
 
 HYMN 190. C. M. 
 
 1 Hp HE RE is a fountain filled with blood, 
 
 J_ Drawn from Immanuel's veins; 
 And sinner's plunged beneath that flood, 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day; 
 And there have I, though vile as he, 
 Washed all my sins away ! 
 
 HYMN 189. L. M. 
 
 In songs of love and praise draw near; 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 115 
 
 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransomed church of God 
 Be saved to sin no more. 
 
 4 Whene'er, by faith, I view the stream 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love is then my theme, 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue, 
 
 Lies silent in the grave, 
 Then in a nobler, sweeter song 
 I'll sing thy power to save. 
 
 HYMN 191. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold 
 
 A thousand glories more, 
 Than the rich gems and polished gold 
 The sons of Aaron wore. 
 
 2 They first their own burnt offerings brought 
 
 To purge themselves from sin ; 
 Thy life was pure without a spot, 
 And all thy nature clean. 
 
 3 Once in the circuit of a year, 
 
 With blood, but not his own, 
 Aaron within the veil appears, 
 Before the golden throne. 
 
 4 But Christ, by his own pow'rful blood, 
 
 Ascends above the skies ; 
 And in the presence of our God, 
 Shews his own sacrifice. 
 
 5 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns 
 
 On Sion's heavenly hill ; 
 Looks like a lamb that once was slain, 
 And wears his priesthood still. 
 
1]6 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HY3IX 192. C, M. 
 
 1 /CHRIST suffered once our crown to win, 
 
 His blood he freely spilt; 
 The Holy One assuming sin, 
 Bore all our dreadful guilt. 
 
 2 The Prince of life, a man of grief, 
 
 Our troubles did discuss; 
 Pure innocence hung as a thief, 
 Dear Jesus loved us thus. 
 
 3 By stripes he once saved us from woes, 
 
 His arm doth still defend ; 
 And when hell once against us rose, 
 This Jesus was our friend. 
 
 4 And will our captain now look on, 
 
 And see us trampled down, 
 Since he is seated on the throne. 
 And wears the victor's crown ? 
 
 5 That he will never us forsake, 
 
 He hath his credit pawned; 
 And hence we may fresh courage take, 
 For Christ is near at hand. 
 
 HYMN 193. L. M. 
 
 1 TXAIL, sovereign love, that first began 
 _LX The scheme to rescue fallen man ! 
 Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, 
 That gave my soul a hiding place. 
 
 2 Against the God who rules the sky, 
 I fought with hand uplifted high ; 
 Despised the mention of his grace, 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3 But thus th 5 eternal council ran; 
 "Almighty love arrest that man !" 
 I felt the arrows of distress, 
 
 And found I had no hiding place. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Indignant justice stood in view: 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I flew; 
 
 But justice cried with frowning face, 
 "This mountain is no hiding place." 
 
 5 Ere long a heavenly voice I heard, 
 And mercy's angel soon appeared : 
 She led me on with placid pace, 
 
 ' To Jesus as my hiding place. 
 
 HYMJNT 194. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS the Saviour, charming name ! 
 «7 He loved our souls so well ; 
 
 He bore the load of sin and shame, 
 That he might save from hell. 
 
 2 "Finished," he cried, and bowed his head, 
 
 But soon the Saviour rose; 
 Though he was numbered with the dead, 
 He lives to plead our cause. 
 
 3 Awake my heart, awake my tongue, 
 
 A grateful offering bring ; 
 Christ is the subject of the song, 
 Who can refuse to sing ! 
 
 HYMN 195. C. M. 
 
 1 /^i OME ye that love the Saviour's name, 
 
 And joy to make it known, 
 The sovereign of your heart proclaim, 
 And bow before his throne. 
 
 2 Behold your King, your Saviour crowned, 
 
 With glories all divine ; 
 And tell the wond'ring nations round, 
 How bright those glories shine. 
 
 3 When in his earthly courts we view 
 
 The glories of our King; 
 We long to love as angels do, 
 And wish like them to sing. 
 
118 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 
 Lord teach our songs to rise ! 
 Thy love can animate the strain, 
 And bid it reach the skies. 
 
 HYMN 196. 7s. 
 
 1 f I lHE despised Nazarene, 
 
 JL Who is chief in my esteem ; 
 Marked with scourges, nails and spear, 
 Hung an ensign in the air. 
 
 2 None among the sons of men, 
 None among the heavenly train, 
 Can with Jesus Christ compare. 
 Who is my supremely fair. 
 
 3 Had I Gabriel's heavenly tongue, 
 He should ever be my song ; 
 Object of my present bliss, 
 Subject of my future praise. 
 
 HYMN 197. C. M. 
 
 1 i^OMPARED with Christ, in all beside 
 
 V_y No comeliness I see ; 
 The one thing needful, dearest Lord, 
 Is to be one with thee. 
 
 2 The sense of thy expiring love 
 
 Into my soul convey : 
 Thyself bestow ; for thee alone 
 My all in all I pray. 
 
 3 Less than thyself will not suffice, 
 
 My comfort to restore : 
 More than thyself I cannot crave, 
 And thou canst give no more. 
 
 4 Loved of my God, for him again 
 
 With love intense I'd burn : 
 Chosen of thee e'er time began. 
 I'd choose thee in return. 
 
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 5 Whate'er consists not with thy love, 
 O teach me to resign ; 
 I'm rich to all th' intents of bliss, 
 If thou, O God, art mine. 
 
 HYMN 198. L. M. 
 
 OT all the treasures earth can boast, 
 Not all the costliest gems that shine ; 
 Could e'er redeem a sinner lost, 
 Could e'er atone the wrath divine. 
 
 2 It was before all worlds decreed 
 
 The spotless Lamb of God must bleed ; 
 
 Behold on the appointed day, 
 
 Jesus his wondrous grace display. . 
 
 3 Swift on the wings of heavenly love, 
 See him descend from worlds above ; 
 See him Almighty wrath atone, 
 And for our life gives up his own. 
 
 4 Behold he from the grave revives, 
 And now with God his Father lives ; 
 Glory his sacred head adorns, 
 
 Once wounded and beset with thorns. 
 
 5 Now crowned with rays of majesty, 
 Th' ascended Saviour reigns on high ; 
 Both heaven and earth his empire own, 
 By God exalted to his throne. 
 
 HYMN 199. C. M. 
 
 1 TTE who on earth as man was known, 
 JLl And bore our sins and pains ; 
 Now seated on th' eternal throne, 
 
 The God of glory reigns. 
 
 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide 
 
 With an unerring skill ; 
 And countless worlds extended wide, 
 Obey his sov'reign will. 
 
120 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 His righteousness to faith revealed, 
 
 Wrought out for guilty worms ; 
 Affords a hiding place and shield, 
 From enemies and storms. 
 
 4 When troubles like a burning sun, 
 
 Beat heavy on their head ; 
 To this Almighty rock they run, 
 And find a pleasing shade. 
 
 5 How glorious he ! how happy they 
 
 In such a glorious friend ! 
 Whose loves secures them all the way, 
 And crowns them at the end. 
 
 HYMN 200. S. M. 
 
 1 TTOW dreadful was the hour, 
 
 JLJl When God our wanderings laid, ^ 
 And did at once his vengeance pour, 
 Upon the Shepherd's head ! 
 
 2 How glorious was the grace, 
 
 When Christ sustained the stroke ! 
 His life and blood the Shepherd pays, 
 A ransom for the flock. 
 
 3 His honour and his breath 
 
 Were taken both away ; 
 Joined with the wicked in his death, 
 And deemed as vile as they. 
 
 4 But God hath raised his head 
 
 O'er all the sons of men: 
 The glory of the chosen seed 
 Shall recompense his pain. 
 
 HYMN 201. C. M. 
 
 1 OME, heavenly Love, inspire my song 
 v_/ With thy immortal flame : 
 And teach my heart, and teach my tongue 
 The Saviour's lovely name. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 The Saviour ! O 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, 
 Deserving endless woe. 
 
 hymjv 202. c. m. 
 
 1 HO W* shall dust thy praise declare, 
 \J When angels try in vain ? 
 And veil their eyes when they appear 
 
 Before the Son of Man ! 
 
 2 Yet Lord, we cannot silent be ; 
 
 By love we are constrained, 
 To offer our best thanks to thee. 
 Our Saviour and our Friend. 
 
 3 Worship and honour, thanks and love, 
 
 Be to our Jesus given ; 
 By saints below, and hosts above, 
 'Till we all meet in heaven. 
 
 HYMN 203. L. M. 
 
 1 T ET me but hear my Saviour say, 
 ■ I J " Strength shall be equal to thy day 
 Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
 Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 
 
 2 I can do all things, and can bear 
 All suff 'rings, if my Lord be here : 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
 While his left hand my head sustains. 
 
 3 Kindly he brings me to the place, 
 Where stands the banquet of his grace : 
 And when I faint, he o'er my head 
 The banner of his love will spread. 
 
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122 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 How shine those hands, which on the tree 9 
 Were nailed, and torn, and bled for me ! 
 And glory, like a crown, adorns 
 
 Those temples once beset with thorns. 
 
 5 Jesus, thou everlasting King, 
 Accept the tribute which we bring; 
 Accept thy well-deserved renown, 
 And wear our praises as thy crown. 
 
 HYMN 204. S. M. 
 
 1 7VTOT all the blood of beasts 
 li 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, 
 Whilst like a penitent I stand* 
 And there confess my sin* 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 
 The burden 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. 
 
 HYMN 205. L. M. 
 
 1 jy URIED in shadows of the night 
 J3 We lie 'till Jesus gives us light: 
 Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 
 And chase the darkness of the mind. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears, 
 'Till the atoning blood appears; 
 Then we awake from deep distress, 
 And sing the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 4 Jesus beholds where satan reigns, 
 Binding his slaves in heavy chains ; 
 Grace sets the pris'ners free, and breaks 
 The iron bondage from their necks. 
 
 4 Poor helpless worms in Christ possess 
 Wisdom, and power, and righteousness: 
 Thou art our mighty All ; may we 
 Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee! 
 
 HYMN 206. 6s &2 8s. 
 
 1 A RRAYED in mortal flesh, 
 XjL Our lovely Jesus stands, 
 And holds the promises 
 
 And pardons in his hands ; 
 Commissioned from his Father's throne, 
 To make his grace to mortals known. 
 
 2 Be thou our Counsellor, 
 
 Our Pattern, and our Guide ? 
 And through this desert land 
 
 Still keep us near thy side. 
 O, let our feet ne'er run astray, 
 But follow thee the living way. 
 
 3 Sweet is the Shepherd's voice, 
 
 Whose watchful eye doth keep, 
 Poor wand'ring souls among 
 
 The thousands of his sheep : 
 He feeds his flock, he calls their names ; 
 His bosom bears the tender lambs, 
 
 4 To this dear Surety's hands, 
 
 My soul, commend thy cause ; 
 He answers and fulfils, 
 
 His Father's broken laws : 
 Believing souls now free are set, 
 For Christ hath paid their dreadful debt. 
 
124 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINKERS. 
 
 HYMN 207. 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 TOIN all the glorious names 
 
 *7 Of wisdom, love, and power, 
 That mortals ever knew, 
 That angels ever bore : 
 All are too mean to speak his worth, 
 Too mean to set the Saviour forth. 
 
 2 Lo ! what endearing words, 
 
 What condescending ways, 
 Doth our Redeemer use 
 
 To teach his heavenly grace ! 
 My soul with joy and wonder see 
 What forms of love he bears for thee. 
 
 3 Great Prophet of our God, 
 
 Our tongues would bless thy name: 
 By thee the joyful news 
 
 Of our salvation came ; 
 The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
 Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
 
 4 Our advocate appears 
 
 For our defence on high; 
 The Father bows his ears, 
 
 And lays his vengeance by : 
 Not all that sin and hell can say, 
 Shall turn his loving heart away. 
 
 HYMN 208. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, the spring of joys divine, 
 
 tJ Whence all our hopes and comforts flow; 
 Jesus, no other name but thine 
 Can save us from eternal woe. 
 
 2 In vain would boasting reason find 
 
 The way to happiness and God ; 
 Her weak directions leave the mind 
 Bewildered in a dubious road. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 125 
 
 3 No other name will heaven approve ; 
 
 Thou art the true, the living way, 
 Ordained by everlasting love, 
 
 To the bright realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Here let our constant feA abide, 
 
 Nor from the heavenly path depart; 
 O let thy spirit, gracious guide, 
 Direct our steps and cheer our heart. 
 
 HYMN 209. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 •J 'Tis music to my ear ; 
 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
 That earth and heaven might hear. 
 
 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 
 
 My transport and my trust ; 
 Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 3 All my capacious powers 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. 
 
 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name, 
 
 With my last labouring breath ; 
 And dying, clasp thee in my arms, 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 HYMN 210. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS my all to heaven is gone, 
 tJ He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
 His track I see and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way him I view. 
 
126 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 The road that leads from banishment; 
 The King's highway of holiness 
 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourned because I found it not; 
 My grief my burden long has been, 
 Because I could not cease from sin. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 I sinned and stumbled but the more ; 
 'Till late T heard my Saviour say, 
 Come hither, soul, " I am the way." 
 
 HYMJST 211. L. M. 
 
 1 TV/F Y God assist me while I raise 
 ItJL An anthem of harmonious praise; 
 My heart thy wonders shall proclaim, 
 And spread its banners in thy name. 
 
 2 In Christ I view a store divine ; 
 My father, all that store is thine ; 
 By thee prepared, by thee bestowed ; 
 Hail to the Saviour and the God ! 
 
 3 When gloomy shades my soul o'erspread, 
 "Let there be light," th' Almighty said; 
 And Christ, my sun his beams displays, 
 And scatters round celestial rays. 
 
 4 Condemned, thy criminal I stood, 
 And awful justice asked my blood; 
 That welcome Saviour from thy throne 
 Brought righteousness and pardon down. 
 
 5 My soul was all o'erspread with sin, 
 And lo, his grace hath made me clean; 
 He rescues from th' infernal foe, 
 And full redemption will bestow. 
 
CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 212. L. M. 
 
 1 }TV|~ONG all the priests of Jewish race, 
 
 jjM. Jesus the most illustrious stands : 
 The radiant beauty of his face 
 Superior love and awe demands. 
 
 2 Not Aaron or Melchisedek 
 
 Could claim such high descent as he; 
 His nature and his name bespeak 
 His unexampled pedigree. 
 
 3 Descended from th' eternal God, 
 
 He bears the name of his own Son ; 
 And dressed in human flesh and blood, 
 He puts his priestly garments on. 
 
 4 So he presents his sacrifice, 
 
 An off 'ring most divinely sweet ; 
 While clouds of fragrant incense rise, 
 And cover o*er the mercy seat. 
 
 5 The Father* with approving smile$ 
 
 Accepts the off 'ring of his Son ; 
 New joys the wond'ring angels feel, 
 And haste to bear the tidings down. 
 
 HYMN 213. 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 A GOOD high-priest is come, 
 xjL Supplying Aaron's place, 
 And taking up his room, 
 
 Dispensing life and grace : 
 The law by Aaron's priesthood came s 
 But grace and truth by JesUs' name* 
 
 2 My Lord a priest is made, 
 
 As sware the mighty God, 
 To Israel and his seed, 
 
 Ordained to offer blood ; 
 For sinners who his mercy seek, 
 A priest, as was Melchisedek. 
 
128 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 He once temptation knew, 
 
 Of every sort and kind, 
 That he might succor show, 
 
 To every tempted mind ; 
 In every point the Lamb was tried 
 Like us, and then for us he died. 
 
 4 He dies, but lives again, 
 
 And by the altar stands ; 
 There shews how he was slain, 
 
 Opening his pierced hands : 
 Our priest abides, and pleads the cause 
 Of us who have transgressed his laws. 
 
 5 I other priests disclaim, 
 
 And laws and offerings too, 
 None but the bleeding Lamb 
 
 The mighty work can do : 
 He shall have all the praise, for he 
 Hath loved, and lived, and died for me. 
 
 CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 HYMN 214. 8s&7s. 
 
 i x AMB of God > we fail before thee > 
 
 That alone be all our glory, 
 
 All things else are dung and dross ; 
 
 Thee we own a perfect Saviour, 
 Only source of all that's good ; 
 
 Every grace and every favour, 
 Come to us through Jesus' blood. 
 
 2 When we live on Jesus' merit, 
 
 Then we worship God aright; 
 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, 
 
 Then we savingly unite. 
 Hear the whole conclusion of it : 
 
 Great or good, whate'er we call, 
 God, or King, or Priest or Prophet, 
 
 Jesus Christ is all in all. 
 
 Humbly trusting in thy cross ; 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 HYMN 215. L. M. 
 
 1 XESUS the same in every age, 
 
 9} Thy acts of love our thoughts engage 
 What thou hast done no tongue can tell, 
 To save thy blood-bought bride from hell. 
 
 2 Great anti-type of Boaz, who 
 
 Did once to Ruth some kindness shew; 
 He did the kinsman part indeed, 
 But thine all other loves exceed. 
 
 3 'Twas for thy bride, and her alone, 
 That thou didst leave thy dazzling throne; 
 Thy Godhead veiled in mortal clay, 
 
 The kinsman's kindness to display. 
 
 4 When in the fold he saw her lie, 
 Begirt with crimes of crimson dye; 
 What love his bleeding heart o'erflows, 
 There's none but her dear kinsman knows. 
 
 5 'Twas he my soul, thy only Lord, 
 The lost inheritance restored ; 
 
 The trumpet sounds., the debtor's free, 
 What has this kinsman done for thee. 
 
 HYMN 216. L. M. 
 
 1 riH ! that I had a seraph's fire, 
 
 \J His rapt'rous song, and golden lyre, 
 To chaunt the love and grace supreme, 
 Revealed as in the gospel scheme. 
 
 2 Here's pardon full for sins that's past, 
 It matters not how black their cast; 
 And, O my soul, with wonder view, 
 For sins to come here's pardon too. 
 
 3 When Jesus died, their debts were paid, 
 Whose sin lay on this Scape Goat's head, 
 Was to the trackless desert drove, 
 
 And buried in eternal love. 
 12 
 
130 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Let saints prepare to crown his brow 
 With bright immortal trophies, now; 
 And let their songs record his name, 
 His honours, and his deathless fame. 
 
 HYMN 217. 7s. 
 
 1 JESUS CHRIST, God's holy Lamb, 
 *J We will laud thy lovely name ; 
 We were saved by God's decree, 
 And our debt was paid by thee. 
 
 2 Thou hast w T ashed us in thy blood, 
 Made us kings and priests to God ; 
 Take this tribute of the poor ; 
 Less we can't, we can't give more. 
 
 3 Souls redeemed, your voices raise ; 
 Sing your dear Redeemer's praise ; 
 Worthy thou of love and laud, 
 King of saints, Incarnate God. 
 
 4 Righteous are thy ways and true, 
 Endless honours are thy due ; 
 Grace and glory in thee shine, 
 Matchless mercy, love divine. 
 
 5 We, for whom thou once was slain : 
 We, thy little chosen train, 
 
 In this one request agree, 
 "Make us more resemble thee." 
 
 HYMN 218. C. M. 
 
 1 TN Christ the rock, let those who dwell, 
 J. Prepare a song to raise ; 
 
 Forw r ho like sinners saved from hell 
 Should sing the Saviour's praise? 
 
 2 When storms and death the world infest, 
 
 And sin the nations drown ; 
 Here shall the weary sinner rest, 
 When worlds are tumbling down. 
 
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 3 What heavenly prospects feast the eyes, 
 
 When gassing from those hills; 
 While scenes of endless bliss arise, 
 And joy the bosom fills. 
 
 4 Here they can see the pearly gates 
 
 Of Zion's city fair ; 
 Where blissful thrones and mansions wait 
 Their safe arrival there. 
 
 5 Then shout, ye saints, whose weary feet 
 
 On this bright summit stand ; 
 To sing the Saviour's praise 'tis meet; 
 You see the promised land. 
 
 HYMN 219. L. M. 
 
 1 TTEAR what the Hope of Israel saith, 
 JL~X Who holds the keys of hell and death ; 
 Whose potent word must be fulfilled, 
 
 Upon this rock my church I build. 
 
 2 Strong to defend, though hell engage, 
 And all its host inflamed with rage ; 
 Not more secure, Jehovah's throne. 
 Than Zion stands, on Christ, his Son. 
 
 3 In persecution's hottest fire, 
 This glorious fabric stood entire : 
 Witnessed the slaughtered millions, who, 
 For Jesus' sake, the flames went through. 
 
 4 Built on his Godhead and his blood, 
 She stands, and hath for ever stood ; 
 Nor hell, nor sin, so firm the base, 
 Shall e'er the Christian's hope erase. 
 
 5 When on the cross he bowed his head, 
 He Zion's debt of suff'ring paid ; 
 And on this rock, for ever blest, 
 Shall mercy's glorious fabric rest 
 
13*2 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 220. C. M. 
 
 1 "C1ROM Sinai's mount to Zion's hill, 
 J_ Insolvents haste away ; 
 
 The law's demands, ye can't fulfil, 
 For ye have nought to pay. 
 
 2 Then to the cross of Jesus, now, 
 
 Ye guilty souls repair; 
 There justice wears a smiling brow, 
 And mercy triumphs there. 
 
 3 His work was great ; 'twas to redeem, 
 
 And bring to glory, all 
 The chosen seed, beloved in him, 
 Selected from the fall. 
 
 4 Yet he was able to fulfil 
 
 Salvation's glorious plan ; 
 The counsels of Jehovah's will, 
 Before the world began. 
 
 5 Let seraphs then address their King, 
 
 In realms of endless day; 
 But saints a higher note shall sing, 
 More loved, more blest, than they. 
 
 HYMN 221. L. M. 
 
 1 TN ties of blood, with sinners One, 
 JL The Breaker is to glory gone; 
 Hath all his foes to ruin hurled, 
 Earth, Satan, sin, death, hell, and world. 
 
 2 Set up from everlasting days, 
 
 Ere God hath made the earth and seas ; 
 Creation's Lord, and Israel's King, 
 This Breaker's praise my soul shall sing. 
 
 3 When fettered with my sins I lay, 
 This Breaker did his power display, 
 Broke off my chains, broke up my cell 
 And now his love my song shall tell. 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 4 But when he shewed himself my God, 
 Bathed on the cross, in sweat and blood ; 
 Broke by his love, my heart became 
 Like melting wax before the flame. 
 
 HYMJV 222. S. M. 
 
 1 fTIHE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
 jL Let all the nations fear ; 
 
 Let sinners tremble at his throne, 
 And saints be humble there. 
 
 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, 
 
 Let earth adore its Lord ; 
 Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
 Swift to fulfil his word. 
 
 3 In Zion stands his throne, 
 
 His honours are divine ; 
 His church shall make his wonders known, 
 For there his glories shine. 
 
 4 How holy is his name! 
 
 How fearful is his praise ! — 
 Justice and truth, and judgment join 
 In all his works of grace. 
 
 HYMJNT 223. C. M. 
 
 1 fTIHE kind Redeemer left his throne, 
 
 JL His radiant throne on high, — 
 Surprising mercy, love unknown ! — 
 To suffer, bleed and die. 
 
 2 He took the dying traitor's place, 
 
 And suffered in his stead ; 
 For man — O miracle of grace ! 
 For man the Saviour bled. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell 
 
 In thy atoning blood ; 
 By this are sinners snatched from hell, 
 And rebels brought to God. 
 
134 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Jesus, my soul, adoring bends 
 
 To love so full, so free ; 
 And may I hope this love extends 
 Its sacred power to me ? 
 
 5 What glad return can I impart, 
 
 For favours so divine ? 
 O take my all— this worthless heart 9 
 And make it wholly thine. 
 
 HYMN 224. L. M. 
 
 1 /^\OME tune, ye saints, your noblest strains, 
 vy Your dying, rising Lord to sing; 
 
 And echo to the heavenly plains, 
 The triumphs of your Saviour King. 
 
 2 In songs of grateful rapture teli 
 
 How he subdued your potent foes : 
 Subdued the powers of earth and hell. 
 And dying, finished all your woes. 
 
 3 Then to his glorious throne on high 
 
 Returned, while hymning angels round, 
 Through the bright arches of the sky, 
 The God, the conqu'ring God, resound. 
 
 4 Almighty love, victorious power! 
 
 Not angel-tongues can e'er display 
 The wonders of that dreadful hour, 
 The joys of that illustrious day. 
 
 5 Then well may mortals try in vain, 
 
 In vain their feeble voices raise ; 
 Yet Jesus hears the humble strain, 
 And kindly owns our wish to praise. 
 
 HYMN 225. 8s. 
 
 1 T TOW willing was Jesus to die, 
 -in That poor wretched sinners might live ; 
 The life they could not take away, 
 How ready was Jesus to give ! 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 2 They pierced both his hands and his feet 
 
 His hands and his feet he resigned ; 
 The pangs of his body were great, 
 But greater the pangs of his mind. 
 
 3 That wrath would have kindled a hell 
 
 Of never ahating despair 
 In millions of creatures, which fell 
 On Jesus, and spent itself there. 
 
 4 Divinity burst in a blaze, 
 
 Of vengeance on Jesus our Head : 
 Divinity's indwelling rays 
 
 Sustained him, till nature was dead. 
 
 1 /CHRIST, our Head, gone up on high, 
 
 Advocate with God, give ear, 
 To thine own effectual prayer ! 
 
 2 One the Father is with thee ; 
 Knit us in like unity : 
 Make us, O uniting Son, 
 
 One, — as Thou and He are one. 
 
 3 Still, O Lord, (for thine we are,) 
 Still to us his name declare : 
 Thy revealing Spirit give, 
 Whom the world cannot receive. 
 
 4 Fill us with the Father's love ; 
 Never from our souls remove : 
 Dwell in us, and we shall be 
 Thine through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 227 L. M. 
 
 1 XESU, thy far-extended fame, 
 J My drooping soul exults to hear; 
 Thy name, thy all-restoring name, 
 Is music in a sinner's ear. 
 
 HYMN 226. 7s. 
 
 Be thou in thy Spirit nigh ; 
 
136 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Sinners of old thou didst receive, 
 
 With comfortable words and kind, 
 Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, 
 Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. 
 
 3 And art thou not the Saviour still, 
 
 In every place and age the same ? 
 Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, 
 Or lost the virtue of thy name ? 
 
 4 Faith in thy changeless name I have ; 
 
 The good, the kind Physician, thou 
 Art able now our souls to save, 
 Art willing to restore them now. 
 
 HYMJV 228. 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS comes with all his grace, 
 tJ Comes to save a fallen race ; 
 Object of our glorious hope, 
 Jesus comes to lift us up ! 
 
 2 Let the living stones cry out ; 
 Let the sons of Abram shout: 
 Praise we all our lowly King, 
 Give him thanks, rejoice, and sing. 
 
 3 He hath our salvation wrought ; 
 He our captive souls hath bought ; 
 He hath reconciled to God ; 
 
 He hath washed us in his blood. 
 
 HYMN 229. L. M. 
 
 1 TPVESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove ! 
 JLJ Stoop down, and take us on thy wings, 
 And mount and bear us far above 
 
 The reach of these inferior things : 
 
 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, 
 
 Up where eternal ages roll, 
 Where solid pleasures never die, 
 And fruits immortal feast the soul. 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 137 
 
 3 O for a sight, a pleasing sight, 
 
 Of our Almighty Father's throne ! 
 There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, 
 Clothed in a body like our own. 
 
 4 Adoring saints around him stand, 
 
 And thrones and pow'rs before him fall ; 
 The God shines gracious through the man, 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
 5 When shall that happy day appear, 
 
 That I shall mount to dwell above, 
 And stand and bow among them there, 
 And view thy face, and sing thy love ? 
 
 HYMN 230. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 X OVE Divine, all loves excelling, 
 
 -8 i Joy of heaven, to earth come down ; 
 Fix us in thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown : 
 Jesus, thou art all compassion ; 
 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art ; 
 Visit us with thy salvation ; 
 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
 2 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us now thy grace receive ; 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave : 
 Thee we would be always blessing; 
 
 Serve thee as thy hosts above; 
 Pray, and praise thee, without ceasing, 
 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 3 Finish, then, thy new creation, 
 
 Pure and spotless let us be ; 
 Let us see thy great salvation, 
 
 Perfectly restored in thee : 
 Changed from glory into glory, 
 
 'Till in heaven we take our place, 
 'Till we cast our crowns before thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 
 
138 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 231. L. M. 
 
 1 }r | lis from the treasures of his word 
 
 Nor art, nor nature can supply- 
 Sufficient forms of majesty. 
 
 2 Bright image of the Father's face, 
 Shining with undiminished rays ; 
 Th' eternal God's eternal Son, 
 The heir and partner of his throne. 
 
 3 The King of kings, the Lord most high, 
 Writes his own name upon his thigh ; 
 He wears a garment dipped in blood, 
 And breaks the nations with his rod. 
 
 4 But when for works of peace he comes, 
 What winning titles he assumes ! 
 "Light of the world, and life of men ;" 
 Nor bears those characters in vain. 
 
 5 With tender pity in his heart, 
 He acts the Mediator's part; 
 
 A friend and brother he appears, 
 And well fulfils the names he wears. 
 
 HYMN 232. 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 TT7TTH cheerful voice I sing, 
 
 \W The titles of my Lord, 
 And borrow all the names 
 
 Of honour from his word : 
 Nature and art can ne'er supply, 
 Sufficient forms of majesty. 
 
 2 In Jesus we behold 
 
 His Father's glorious face, 
 Shining for ever bright 
 
 With mild and lovely rays : 
 Th' eternal God's eternal Son, 
 Inherits and partakes the throne. 
 
 I borrow titles from my Lord ; 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 3 The sovereign " King of kings," 
 
 " The Lord of lords," most high, 
 Writes his own name upon 
 
 His garment and his thi^h : 
 His name is called " the Word of God," 
 He rules the earth with iron rod. 
 
 4 But when for works of peace 
 
 The great Redeemer comes, 
 What gentle characters, 
 
 What titles he assumes ! 
 "Light of the world," and "life of men," 
 Nor will he bear those names in vain. 
 
 HYMN 233. L. M. 
 
 1 TOIN all the names of love and power 
 *9 That ever men or angels bore, 
 
 All are too mean to speak his worth. 
 Or set Immanuel's glory forth. 
 
 2 But O what condescending ways 
 
 He takes to teach his heavenly grace! 
 My eyes, with joy and wonder, see 
 What forms of love he bears for me. 
 
 3 The Angel of the covenant stands 
 With his commission in his hands, 
 Sent from his Father's milder throne 
 To make his great salvation known. 
 
 4 Great Prophet! let me bless thy name; 
 By thee the joyful tidings came 
 
 Of wrath appeased, of sins forgiven, 
 Of hell subdued, and peace with heaven. 
 
 5 My bright example, and my guide, 
 I would be walking near thy side : 
 O let me never run astray, 
 
 Nor follow the forbidden way ! 
 
140 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 234. L. M. 
 
 1 TTERE at thy cross, my dying God, 
 -Li I lay my soul beneath thy love, 
 Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 
 
 Jesus ! nor shall it e'er remove. 
 
 2 Not all that tyrants think or say, 
 
 With rage and lightning in their eyes, 
 Nor hell shall fright my heart away, 
 Should hell with all its legions rise. 
 
 3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, 
 
 Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; 
 Resolved (for that's my last defence) 
 If I must perish, there to die. 
 
 4 But speak my Lord, and calm my fear; 
 
 Am I not safe beneath thy shade? 
 Thy vengeance will not strike me here, 
 Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 
 
 5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood, 
 
 And all my foes shall lose their aim; 
 Hosanna to my dying God, 
 And my best honours to his name. 
 
 HYMN 235. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, when my thoughts with wonder roll 
 
 I A O'er the sharp sorrows of thy soul, 
 And read my Maker's broken laws, 
 Repaired and honoured by thy cross : 
 
 2 When I behold death, hell, and sin, 
 Vanquished by that dear blood of thine, 
 And see the Man that groaned and died, 
 Sit glorious by his Father's side ; 
 
 3 My passions rise and soar above, 
 
 I'm winged with faith, and fired with love, 
 Fain would I reach eternal things, 
 And learn the notes that Gabriel sings. 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 4 But my heart fails, my tongue complains, 
 For want of their immortal strains ; 
 And in such humble notes as these 
 Must fall below thy victories. 
 
 HYMN 236. C. M. 
 
 1 /~\ LORD, how lovely is thy name, 
 
 How faithful is thine heart !j 
 To-day and yesterday the same, 
 And always kind thou art ! 
 
 2 No change of mind our Jesus knows, 
 
 A true and constant friend ! 
 Where once the Lord his love bestows, 
 He loves unto the end! 
 
 3 He well remembers we are flesh, 
 
 At best a bruised reed ; 
 And fainting souls he will refresh, 
 And well supply their need. 
 
 4 Dear Jesus, let me lay and rest 
 
 Within thy arms divine ; 
 Thy daily care, to make me blest ; 
 To love and call thee mine. 
 
 HYMN 237. L. M. 
 
 1 f \ 0 worship at Immanuel's feet, 
 
 VJ See in his face what wonders meet 
 Earth is too narrow to express 
 His worth, his glory, or his grace. 
 
 2 The whole creation can afford, 
 
 But some faint shadows of my Lord; 
 Nature, to make his beauties known, 
 Must mingle colours not her own. 
 
 3 Is he compared to wine or bread ? 
 Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed: 
 That flesh, that dying blood of thine, 
 
 Is bread of life, is heavenly wine. 
 
142 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Is he a rose ? Not Sharon yields 
 Such fragrancy in all her fields : 
 Or if the lily he assume, 
 
 The valleys bless the rich perfume. 
 
 5 Is he a vine ? His heavenly root 
 Supplies the boughs with life and fruit: 
 O let a lasting union join 
 
 My soul to Christ the living vine ! 
 
 1 f | iHE Lord on high proclaims 
 
 J. His God-head from his throne; 
 Mercy and justice are the names 
 By which I will be known. 
 
 2 Ye dying souls that sit 
 
 In darkness and distress 
 Look from the borders of the pit 
 To my recov'ring grace. 
 
 3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; 
 
 Their thankful tongues shall own, 
 Our righteousness and strength is found 
 In thee, the Lord alone. 
 
 4 In thee shall Israel trust, 
 
 And see their guilt forgiven ; 
 God will pronounce the 3inners just, 
 And take the saints to heaven. 
 
 1 ]VTOW to the power of God supreme 
 
 He saves from hell, we bless his name, 
 He calls our wand'ring feet to heaven. 
 
 2 Nor for our duty or deserts, 
 
 But of his own abundant grace, 
 He works salvation in our hearts, 
 And forms a people for his praise. 
 
 HYMN 238. S. M. 
 
 HYMN 239. L. M. 
 
 Be everlasting honours given, 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 143 
 
 3 'Twas his own purpose that begun 
 
 To rescue rebels doomed to die : 
 He gave us grace in Christ his Son, 
 Before he spread the starry sky. 
 
 4 Jesus the Lord appears at last, 
 
 And makes his Father's councils known; 
 Declares the great transactions past, 
 And brings immortal blessings down. 
 
 5 He died ; and in that dreadful night 
 
 Did all the powers of hell destroy; 
 Rising he brought our heaven to light, 
 And took possession of the joy. 
 
 HYMN 240. C. M. 
 
 1 T"¥7"HAT mighty man, or mighty God, 
 
 W Comes travelling in state 
 Along the Idumean road, 
 Away from Bozrah's gate ? 
 
 2 The glory of his robes proclaim 
 
 'Tis some victorious king: 
 «'Tis I, the just, th' Almighty One, 
 That your salvation bring." 
 
 3 Why, mighty Lord, thy saints inquire, 
 
 Why thine apparel red ! 
 And all thy vesture stained like those 
 Who in the wine-press tread ? 
 
 4 " I by myself have trod the press, 
 
 And crushed my foes alone ; 
 My wrath hath struck the rebels dead, 
 My fury stamped them down." 
 
 HYMN 241. L. M. 
 
 1 f I THE wonders Lord thy love has wrought, 
 X Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; 
 Should I attempt the long detail, 
 My speech would faint, my numbers fail, 
 
144 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears ; 
 To thy designs he bows his ears ; 
 Assumes a body well prepared, 
 And well performs a work so hard. 
 
 3 " Behold, I come ! " the Saviour cries, 
 With love and duty in his eyes ; 
 
 "I come to bear the heavy load 
 Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 
 
 4 ec 'Tis written in thy great decree, 
 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 
 
 I must fulfil the Saviour's part; 
 And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 
 
 5 "I'll magnify thy holy law, 
 And rebels to obedience draw, 
 When on my cross I'm lifted high, 
 Or to my crown above the sky." 
 
 HYMN 242. C. M. 
 
 1 FT1HTJS saith the ruler of the skies, 
 X. " Awake my dreadful sword ; 
 
 Awake, my wrath, and smite the man, 
 My fellow," saith the Lord. 
 
 2 Vengeance received the dread command, 
 
 And armed down she flies; 
 Jesus submits t' his Father's hand, 
 And bows his head and dies. 
 
 3 But O! the wisdom and the grace 
 
 That joined with vengeance now ! 
 He dies to save our guilty race, 
 And yet he rises too. 
 
 4 A person so divine was he, 
 
 Who yielded to be slain, 
 That he could give his soul away, 
 And take his life again. 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 145 
 
 5 Live, glorious Lord ! and reign on high, 
 Let every nation sing, 
 And angels sound with endless joy, 
 The Saviour and the King. 
 
 HYMN 243. L. M. 
 
 1 " T COME," the great Redeemer cries, 
 
 J_ " A year of freedom to declare, 
 From debts and bondage to discharge, 
 
 And Jews and Greeks the grace shall share. 
 
 2 " A day of vengeance I proclaim, 
 
 But not on man the storm shall fall ; 
 On me its thunders shall descend, 
 My strength, my love sustain them all." 
 
 3 Stupendous favour! matchless grace ! 
 
 Jesus has died that we might live : 
 Nor worlds below, nor worlds above, 
 Could so divine a ransom give. 
 
 4 To him, who loved our ruined race, 
 
 And for our lives laid down his own, 
 Let songs of joyful praises rise, 
 Sublime, eternal as his throne. 
 
 HYMN 244. C. M. 
 
 1 nnHE majesty of Solomon, 
 
 J_ How glorious to behold ! 
 The servants waiting round his throne, 
 The ivory and the gold ! 
 
 2 But, mighty God ! thy palace shines 
 
 With far superior beams ; 
 Thine angel- guards are swift as winds, 
 Thy ministers are flames. 
 
 3 Soon as thine only Son had made 
 
 His entrance on the earth, 
 A shining army downward fled, 
 To celebrate his birth. 
 13 
 
146 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 And when oppressed with pains and fears, 
 
 On the cold ground he lies, 
 Behold a heavenly form appears, 
 T' allay his agonies. 
 
 5 Now to the hands of Christ our King, 
 
 Are all their legions given ; 
 They w 7 ait upon his saints, and bring 
 His chosen heirs to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 245. S. M. 
 
 1 CJEE what a living stone, 
 1^ The builders did refuse ! 
 
 Yet God has built his church thereon, 
 In spite of envious Jews. 
 
 2 The scribe and angry priest 
 
 Reject thine only Son ; 
 Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, 
 As the chief corner-stone. 
 
 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 
 
 And wondrous in our eyes ! 
 This day declares it all divine ; 
 This day did Jesus rise. 
 
 4 This is the glorious day 
 
 That our Redeemer made : 
 Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; 
 Let all the church be glad. 
 
 HYMN 246. L. M. 
 
 1 T O ! what a glorious corner-stone 
 
 I A The Jewish builders did refuse : 
 But God hath built his church thereon, 
 In spite of envy and the Jews. 
 
 2 Great God ! the work is all divine, 
 
 The joy and wonder of our eyes ; 
 This is the day that proves it thine, 
 The day that saw our Saviour rise. 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 3 Sinners, rejoice ; and saints be glad : 
 
 Hosanna! let his name be blest: 
 A thousand honours on his head, 
 
 With peace, and light, and glory, rest. 
 
 4 In God's own name he comes to bring 
 
 Salvation to our dying race ; 
 Let the whole church address their King, 
 With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 
 
 HYMJNT 247. C. M. 
 
 1 "\7*E lands and islands of the sea, 
 
 JL Rejoice ; the Saviour reigns ! 
 His word, like fire prepares his way, 
 And mountains melt to plains. 
 
 2 His presence sinks the proudest hills, 
 
 And makes the valleys rise ; 
 The humble soul enjoys his smiles, 
 The haughty sinner dies. 
 
 3 The heaven's his rightful power proclaim ; 
 
 The idol-gods around, 
 Fill their own worshippers with shame, 
 And totter to the ground. 
 
 4 Adoring angels, at his birth, 
 
 Make the Redeemer known ; 
 Thus shall he come to judge the earth, 
 And angels guard his throne. 
 
 HYMJS" 248. L. M. 
 
 1 EE P in our hearts let us record 
 JL/ The deeper sorrows of our Lord: 
 Behold the rising billows roll, 
 
 To overwhelm his holy soul I 
 
 2 In long complaints he spends his breath, 
 Whilst hosts of hell, and powers of death, 
 And all the sons of malice, join 
 
 To execute their cursed design. 
 
148 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 Yet, gracious God ! thy power and love 
 Has made the curse a blessing prove ; 
 Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son, 
 Atoned for sins which we had done. 
 
 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord, 
 The honours of thy law restored ; 
 His sorrows made thy justice known, 
 And paid for follies not his own. 
 
 5 O, for his sake, our guilt forgive, 
 And let the mourning sinner live ! 
 The Lord will hear us in his name, 
 Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 
 
 HYMN 249. C. M. 
 
 1 T71ATHER! I sing thy wondrous grace; 
 Ju I bless my Saviour's name ; 
 
 He bought salvation for the poor, 
 And bore the sinner^ shame. 
 
 2 His deep distress has raised us high ; 
 
 His duty and his zeal 
 Fulfilled the law which mortals broke, 
 And finished all thy will. 
 
 3 His dying groans, his living songs, 
 
 Shall better please my God, 
 Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound, 
 Than goats or bullocks' blood. 
 
 4 This shall his humble followers see, 
 
 And set their hearts at rest; 
 They by his death draw near to thee, 
 And live for ever blest. 
 
 5 Let heaven, and all that dwell on high, 
 
 To God their voices raise ; 
 While lands and seas assist the sky, 
 And join t' advance the praise* 
 
CHRIST THE BELIEVER'S ALL. 
 
 HYMN 250. C. M. 
 
 1 TVTOW let our cheerful eyes survey 
 J. 1 Our great High Priest above, 
 And celebrate his constant care 
 
 And sympathetic love. 
 
 2 Though raised to a superior throne, 
 
 Where angels bow around, 
 And high o'er all the shining train, 
 With matchless honours crowned. 
 
 3 The names of all his saints he bears 
 
 Deep graven on his heart ; 
 Nor shall the meanest christian say 
 That he hath lost his part. 
 
 4 Those characters shall fair abide, 
 
 Our everlasting trust, 
 When gems, and monuments, and crowns, 
 Are mouldered down to dust. 
 
 HYMN 251. L. M. 
 
 1 FT1HUS the great Lord of earth and sea 
 JL Spake to his Son, and thus he swore 
 
 "Eternal shall thy priesthood be, 
 And change from hand to hand no more. 
 
 2 "Aaron, and all his sons, must die ; 
 
 But everlasting life is thine, 
 To save for ever those that fly 
 For refuge from the wrath divine. 
 
 3 "By me Melchisedec was made 
 
 On earth a king and priest at once ; 
 And thou, my heavenly Priest, shalt plead, 
 And thou, my King, shalt rule my sons." 
 
 4 Jesus, the Priest, ascends his throne, 
 
 While counsels of eternal peace, 
 Between the Father and the Son, 
 Proceed with honour and success. 
 
150 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 5 Through the whole earth his reign shall spread, 
 
 And crush the powers that dare rebel; 
 Then shall he judge the rising dead, 
 And send the guilty world to hell. 
 
 6 Though, while he treads his glorious way, 
 
 He drinks the cup of tears and blood, 
 The sufferings of that dreadful day 
 Shall but advance him near to God. 
 
 HYMN" 252. C. M. 
 
 1 T"0 Y to the world ! the Lord is come ! 
 «J Let earth receive her King: 
 
 Let every 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 plains, 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground , 
 He comes to make his blessing flow, 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 
 EXALTATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 HYMN 253. P. M. 
 
 1 T>ITRST ye emerald gates and bring 
 _D To my raptured vision, 
 
 All the ecstatic joys that spring 
 Round the bright Elysian : 
 
 2 Lo! we lift our longing eyes ! 
 
 Burst ye intervening skies ; 
 Sun of righteousness arise, 
 Open the gates of Paradise ! 
 
EXALTATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 Floods of everlasting light, 
 
 Freely flash before him ; 
 Myriads, with supreme delight, 
 Instantly adore him. 
 
 4 Four and twenty elders rise, 
 
 From their princely station ; 
 Shout his glorious victories, 
 Sing the great salvation. 
 
 5 Cast their crowns before his throne, 
 
 Cry, in reverential tone, 
 s< Glory give to God alone ; 
 Holy, holy, holy One I" 
 
 HYMN 254. 7s. 
 
 1 flHRIST is risen from the dead! 
 Vy Risen as his Church's Head : 
 He who did for sin atone, 
 
 Now is seated on his throne. 
 
 2 Heaven its King congratulates, 
 Opens wide its golden gates ; 
 Angels songs of triumph sing: 
 All the blissful regions ring. 
 
 3 " Hail, thou dear Almighty Lord ! 
 Hail, thou great Incarnate Word ! 
 Thou alone the wine-press trod ; 
 Hail, triumphant Son of God!" 
 
 HYMN 255. 8s&7s, 
 
 1 TTAIL ! thou once despised Jesus! 
 II Hail! thou great exalted king 
 Thou didst suffer to redeem us ; 
 
 Thou didst full salvation bring. 
 
 2 Hail ! thou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 By thy mercy we find favour; 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
152 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 Paschal Lamb ! by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid ; 
 By Almighty love anointed, 
 Thou hast full atonement made. 
 
 4 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide ! 
 All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 
 Seated at thy Father's side : 
 
 5 There for sinners thou art pleading, 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare ; 
 Ever for us interceding, 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 HYMN 256. C. M. 
 
 1 /"\ FOR a shout of sacred joy 
 \J To God the sovereign King ! 
 Let every land their tongues employ, 
 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 2 Jesus our God ascends on high ; 
 
 His heavenly guards around, 
 Attend him rising through the sky, 
 With trumpet's joyful sound. 
 
 3 While angels shout and praise their King, 
 
 Let mortals learn their strains; 
 Let all the earth his honour sing; 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
 
 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, 
 
 Let knowledge lead the song ; 
 Nor mock him with a solemn sound, 
 Upon the thoughtless tongue. 
 
 HYMN 257. 7s. 
 
 1 CHRIST exalted is our song, 
 
 \y Hymn'd by all the blood-bought throng ; 
 To his throne our shouts shall rise ; 
 God with us by sacred ties. 
 
EXALTATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Shout believer to thy God, 
 
 He hath once the wine-press trod ; 
 Peace procured by blood divine, 
 Cancelled all thy sins, and mine. 
 
 3 Here thy bleeding wounds are healed, 
 Sin condemned, and pardon sealed ; 
 Grace her empire still maintains, 
 Christ without a rival reigns. 
 
 4 Through corruption felt within, 
 Darkness, deadness, guilt, and sin, 
 Still to Jesus turn thine eyes, 
 Israel's hope and sacrifice. 
 
 HYMN 258. C, M. 
 
 1 T IFT up your eyes to th' heavenly seats 
 J A Where your Redeemer stays ; 
 
 Kind intercessor, there he sits, 
 And loves, and pleads, and prays. 
 
 2 'Twas well, my soul, he died for thee, 
 
 And shed his vital blood, 
 Appeased stern justice on the tree, 
 And then arose to God. 
 
 3 Petitions now, and praise may rise, 
 
 And saints their offerings bring, 
 The Priest with his own sacrifice 
 Presents them to the King. 
 
 4 Jesus alone shall bear my cries 
 
 Up to his Father's throne : 
 He, dearest Lord, perfumes my sighs, 
 And sweetens every groan. 
 
 HYMN 259. L. M. 
 
 1 TTE reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns 
 XI Praise him in evangelic strains : 
 Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, 
 And distant islands join their voice. 
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154 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown ; 
 But grace and truth support his throne : 
 Though gloomy clouds his way surround, 
 Justice is their eternal ground. 
 
 3 In robes of judgment, lo, he comes ! 
 Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs, 
 Before him burns devouring fire; 
 
 The mountains melt, the seas retire. 
 
 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, 
 
 Fly from the sight, and shun the day: 
 Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 
 And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 
 
 HYMN 260. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 /°VN earth the song begins, 
 
 \J In heaven more sweet and loud, 
 To him that drowns our sins 
 
 In his atoning blood ; 
 To him they cry, in rapt'rous strain, 
 Be honour, praise and power — Amen. 
 
 2 Ye saints on earth, repeat 
 
 What heaven with rapture owns, 
 And while before his feet 
 
 The elders cast their crowns, 
 Go, imitate the choirs above, 
 And tell the world your Saviour's love. 
 
 3 Sing, as ye pass along, 
 
 With joy and wonder sing, 
 Till others learn the song, 
 
 And own your Lord their King; 
 Till converts join you, as ye go, 
 
 And make a growing heaven below. 
 
 HYMN 261. S. M. 
 
 1 T^T7ELL, the Redeemer's gone 
 Y V T' appear before our God, 
 To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne 
 With his atoning blood. 
 
EXALTATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 No fiery vengeance now, 
 
 No burning wrath comes down ; 
 If justice call for sinner's blood, 
 The Saviour shows his own. 
 
 3 Before his Father's eye 
 
 Our humble suit he moves, 
 The Father lays his thunder by, 
 And looks, and smiles, and loves. 
 
 4 Now may our joyful tongues 
 
 Our Maker's honour sing, 
 Jesus the priest receives our songs, 
 And bears them to the King. 
 
 HYMN 262. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 "^TES, the Redeemer rose, 
 
 JL The Saviour left the dead, 
 And o'er our hellish foes 
 
 High raised his conq'ring head; 
 In wild dismay, the guards around 
 Fall to the ground, and sink away. 
 
 2 Behold th' angelic bands, 
 
 In full assembly meet, 
 To wait his high commands, 
 
 And worship at his feet. 
 Joyful they come, and wing their way, 
 From realms of day to Jesus' tomb. 
 
 3 Then back to heaven they fly 
 
 The joyful news to bear — 
 Hark ! — as they soar on high, 
 
 What music fills the air! 
 Their anthems say; — " Jesus who bled, 
 Hath left the dead — He rose to-day." 
 
 4 Ye mortals ! catch the sound — 
 
 Redeemed by him from hell, 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe on which you dwell : 
 Transported, cry — "Jesus, who bled, 
 Hath left the dead, no more to die." 
 
156 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 263. L. M. 
 
 1 /^H! the mysterious depths of grace, 
 
 Who shall thy wand'ring mazes trace ? 
 Surpassing human thought, to know 
 Where this abyss of love shall flow. 
 
 2 'Twas hid in God's eternal breast, 
 For all his sons in Jesus blest, 
 Whose mystic members, from of old, 
 Were in the book of life enrolled. 
 
 3 Shall one, as now in thine embrace, 
 Before to-morrow fall from grace ; 
 
 Be doomed to Tophet's endless flame, 
 Where hope or mercy never came ? 
 
 4 No ! glory to his name, we say, 
 He'll love to-morrow as to-day ; 
 No wrath shall e'er his bosom move 
 Towards an object of his love. 
 
 HYMN 264. L. M. 
 
 1 Tj^XALTED Prince of Life! we own 
 Jl_J The royal honours of thy throne : 
 'Tis fixed by God's Almighty hand, 
 And seraphs bow at thy command. 
 
 2 Exalted Saviour ! we confess 
 
 The sovereign triumphs of thy grace; 
 Wide may thy cross thy virtues prove, 
 And conquer millions by thy love. 
 
 HYMN 265. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 XT ARK, ten thousands harps and voices, 
 JlI 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. 
 
DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT, 
 
 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. 
 
 HYMN 266. 7s. 
 
 1 TVTORNING breaks upon the tomb, 
 JLtJL Jesus scatters all its gloom ! 
 Day of triumph ! through the skies 
 See the glorious Saviour rise! 
 
 2 Ye w 7 ho are of death afraid, 
 Triumph in the scattered shade ; 
 Drive your anxious cares away ; 
 See the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 3 Christians, dry your flowing tears ; 
 Chase your unbelieving fears ; 
 Look on his deserted grave ; 
 Doubt no more his power to save. 
 
 THE DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 267. C. M. 
 1 /^iOME Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, 
 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 Fond of these trifling toys : 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers, 
 
158 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 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, heavenly dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers, 
 Come shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN 268. L. M. 
 
 1 "EXTERNAL Spirit! we confess 
 
 X_i And sing the wonders of thy grace, 
 Thy power conveys our blessings down 
 From God the Father and the Son. 
 
 2 Enlightened by thine heavenly ray 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
 Thine inward teachings make us know 
 Our dangers and our refuge too. 
 
 3 Thy power and glory work within, 
 And break the chains of reigning sin; 
 Do our imperious lusts subdue, 
 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 
 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice, 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys; 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
 HYMN 269. S. M. 
 1 /^OME Holy Spirit, come ; 
 
 With energy divine; 
 And on this poor benighted soul 
 With beams of mercy shine. 
 
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 2 From the celestial hills, 
 
 Life, light and joy dispense ! 
 And may I daily, hourly, feel 
 Thy quick'ning influence, 
 
 3 Melt, melt this frozen heart ; 
 
 This stubborn will subdue; 
 Each evil passion overcome, 
 And form me all anew. 
 
 4 Mine will the profit be, 
 
 But thine shall be the praise ; 
 And unto thee I will devote 
 The remnant of my days. 
 
 HYMN 270. L. M. 
 
 1 /""^ REAT was the day, the joy was great, 
 hJT When the divine disciples met; 
 Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, 
 And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 
 
 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! 
 And power to kill, and power to save ! 
 Furnished their tongues with wondrous words, 
 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 myst'ry 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 heavenly arms subdued; 
 While Satan rages at the loss, 
 
 And hates the doctrine of the cross. 
 
160 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 271. L. M. 
 
 1 /"^OME gracious Spirit, heavenly dove, 
 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2 Conduct us safe, conduct us far 
 From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
 Lead to thy word that rules must give, 
 And teach us lessons how to live. 
 
 3 Lead us to holiness, the road 
 
 That we must take to dwell with God; 
 Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In his enjoyment to be blest : 
 Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss, 
 Where pleasure in perfection is. 
 
 HYMN 272. S. M. 
 1 OME Holy Spirit, come, 
 
 Dispel the darkness from our minds, 
 And open all our eyes. 
 
 2 Cheer our desponding hearts, 
 
 Thou heavenly Paraclete ; 
 Give us to lie, with humble hope, 
 At our Redeemer's feet. 
 
 3 Revive our drooping faith, 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove; 
 And kindle in our breasts the flames 
 Of never dying love. 
 
 4 If thou, celestial dove, 
 
 Thine influence withdraw, 
 What easy victims soon we fall 
 To conscience, wrath and law 1 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 
DISPENSATION OF THF SPIRIT. 
 
 5 Dwell therefore in our hearts, 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 Then shall we know, and praise and love, 
 The Father, Son and Thee. 
 
 HYMN 273. 7s. 
 
 1 ^1 RACIOUS Spirit, love divine ! 
 \J" 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 captive sinner free ; 
 Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
 Wash me in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Life and peace to me impart, 
 Seal salvation on my heart; 
 Breathe thyself into my breast, 
 Earnest of immortal rest. 
 
 4 Let me never from thee stray, 
 Keep me in the narrow way ; 
 Fill my soul with joy divine, 
 Keep me, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 HYMN 274. C. M. 
 
 1 /"\UR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 
 vJ* His tender, last farewell, 
 
 A guide, a comforter bequeathed, 
 With us on earth to dwell. 
 
 2 He came in tongues of living flame, 
 
 To teach, convince, subdue ; 
 All powerful as the wind he came, 
 And as mysterious too. 
 
 3 And every virtue we possess, 
 
 And every victory won, 
 And every thought of holiness 
 Are his, and his alone. 
 
162 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Spirit of purity and grace, 
 Our weakness pitying sees ; 
 O make our hearts thy dwelling-place, 
 And make them worthier thee. 
 
 HYMN 275. 8s. 
 
 1 fTlHE love of the Spirit I sing, 
 
 JL By whom is redemption applied ; 
 Who sinners to Jesus can bring, 
 And make them his mystical bride. 
 
 2 He opens the eyes of the blind, 
 
 •The beauty of Jesus to view ; 
 He changes the bent of the mind, 
 The glory of God to pursue. 
 
 3 His blest renovation begun, 
 
 He dwells in the hearts of his saints; 
 Abandons his temple to none, 
 Nor e'er of his calling repents. 
 
 4 Imprest with the image divine, 
 
 The soul to redemption he seals ; 
 And each with the Saviour shall shine, 
 When glory complete he reveals. 
 
 5 How constant thy love I believe, 
 
 Which steadfast endures to the end; 
 Then never my soul may I grieve 
 So loving — so holy a friend. 
 
 HYMN 276. C. M. 
 
 1 rTIHE blessed Spirit, like the wind, 
 JL Blows when and where he please ; 
 
 How happy are the men who feel 
 The soul-enlivening breeze ! 
 
 2 He forms the carnal mind afresh, 
 
 Subdues the power of sin, 
 Transforms the heart of stone to flesh, 
 And plants his grace within. 
 
DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT. 163 
 
 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love 
 
 Applies redeeming blood, 
 Bids both our guilt and grief remove, 
 And brings us near to God. 
 
 4 Lord, fill each dead benighted, soul 
 
 With life and light and joy ! 
 None can thy mighty power control, 
 Thy glorious work destroy. 
 
 HYMN 277. L. M. 
 
 1 "OLEST Jesus ! source of grace divine, 
 _D What soul-refreshing streams are thine! 
 Oh, bring these healing waters nigh, 
 
 Or we must droop and fall and die. 
 
 2 No traveller through desert lands, 
 'Midst scorching suns and burning sands, 
 More needs the current to obtain, 
 
 Or to enjoy refreshing rain. 
 
 3 Our longing souls aloud would sing, 
 Spring up, celestial fountain, spring; 
 To a redundant river flow, 
 
 And cheer this thirsty land below. 
 
 4 May this blest torrent near my side, 
 Through all the desert gently glide; 
 Then, in ImmanuePs land above, 
 Spread to a sea of joy and love ! 
 
 HYMN 278. L. M. 
 
 1 TTEAR, gracious sov'reign, from thy throne, 
 XX And send thy various blessings down : 
 While by thy Israel thou art sought, 
 
 Attend the prayer thy word hath taught. 
 
 2 Come, sacred Spirit ! from above, 
 And fill the coldest hearts with love; 
 Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
 
 And let thy God-like power be known. 
 
164 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 3 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes 
 Shall floods of pious sorrows rise : 
 While all their glowing souls are borne 
 To seek that grace which now they scorn. 
 
 4 Oh, let a holy flock await 
 Numerous around thy temple-gate ! 
 Each pressing on with zeal to be 
 A living sacrifice to thee. 
 
 5 In answer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to see thy church arise ! 
 Or, if that blessing seem too great, 
 Give us to mourn its low estate. 
 
 HYMN 279. 8s. 
 
 1 TT1TERNAL Spirit! source of light! 
 JlJ Enlivening, consecrating fire, 
 Descend, and with celestial heat, 
 
 Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire : 
 Our souls refine, our dross consume ! 
 Come, condescending Spirit ! come. 
 
 2 In our cold breasts, O strike a spark 
 
 Of the pure flame which seraphs feel; 
 Nor let us wander in the dark, 
 
 Or lie benumbed and stupid still : 
 Come, vivifying Spirit! come, 
 And make our hearts thy constant home. 
 
 3 Whatever guilt and madness dare, 
 
 We would not quench the heavenly fire; 
 Our hearts as fuel we prepare, 
 
 Though in the flame we should expire; 
 Our breasts expand to make thee room : 
 Come, purifying Spirit ! come ! 
 
 4 Let pure devotion's fervors rise ! 
 
 Let every pious passion glow ! 
 Oh, let the'raptures of the skies 
 
 Kindle in our cold hearts below! 
 Come, condescending Spirit ! come, 
 And make our souls thy constant home. 
 
DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT. 165 
 
 HYMN 280. L. M. 
 
 1 T7VMPTIED of earth, I fain would be, 
 Hi Of sin, of self, of all but thee ; 
 Reserved for Christ that bled and died — 
 Surrendered to the Crucified ! 
 
 2 Sequestered from the noise and strife, 
 The lust, the pomp, and pride of life ; 
 Prepared for heaven, my noblest care — 
 And have my conversation there. 
 
 3 Nothing, save Jesus, would I know; 
 My friend, and my companion thou ; 
 Lord, take my heart — assert thy right, 
 And put all other loves to flight. 
 
 Each idol tread beneath thy feet, 
 Arid to thyself the conquest get; 
 Let sin no more oppose my Lord, 
 Slain b)' thy Spirit's two-edged sword. 
 
 5 Constrain my soul thy sway to own, 
 Self-will, self-righteousness, dethrone; 
 Let Dagon fall before thy face — 
 The ark remaining in its place. 
 
 HYMN 281. L. M. 
 
 1 C[TAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay! 
 
 k5 Though I have done thee such despite, 
 Cast not a sinner quite away, 
 Nor take thy everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Though I have most unfaithful been 
 
 Of all whoe'er thy grace received ; 
 Ten thousand times triy goodness seen, 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved : 
 
 3 But, oh ! 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. 
 
166 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, 
 
 E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; 
 Into thy rest of love receive, 
 
 And bless me with the 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 promised land. 
 
 HYMN 282. L. M. 
 
 1 4 T anchor laid, remote from home, 
 A Toiling, I cry, "Sweet Spirit come ! 
 Celestial breeze, no longer stay, 
 
 But swell my sails, and speed my way. 
 
 2 "Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, 
 And loose my cable from below ; 
 
 But I can only spread my sail ; 
 
 Thou, Thou must breathe th' auspicious gale ! 
 
 HYMN 283. C. M. 
 
 1 "jl/j Y grace so weak, my sin so strong, 
 _LT JL My heart is greatly pained ; 
 Blest Spirit, art thou grieved ? — and is 
 
 Thy influence restrained ? 
 
 2 Tell me — Oh, tell me, what will please 
 
 And cause thee to return ; 
 As doves the absence of their mates, 
 I thy withdrawments mourn. 
 
 3 Come, then, Celestial Helper! come, 
 
 With energy divine ; 
 Ease, of its heavy load of guilt, 
 This troubled heart of mine. 
 
 4 Vouchsafe, in answer to my prayer, 
 
 Thy visits to renew ; 
 Increase my faith, dispel my fears ; 
 Oh, guard and save me too. 
 
DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT. 167 
 
 HYMN 284. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, 'twas a time of wondrous Jove, 
 
 I A When thou didst first draw near my soul, 
 And, by thy Spirit from above, 
 My raging passions didst control. 
 
 2 Guilty and self-condemned I stood, 
 
 Nor dreamt of life and bliss so near; 
 But he my evil heart renewed, 
 And all his graces planted there. 
 
 3 He will complete the work begun, 
 
 By leading; me in all his ways ; 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, equal praise. 
 
 HYMN 285. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, we on the words depend, 
 
 n3 Spoken by thee while present here, 
 <c The Father in my name shall send, 
 The Holy Ghost, the Comforter." 
 
 2 That promise made to Adam's race, 
 
 Now, Lord, in us, e'en us, fulfil; 
 And give the Spirit of thy grace, 
 To teach us all thy perfect will. 
 
 3 That heavenly Teacher of mankind, 
 
 That Guide infallible impart, 
 To bring thy sayings to our mind, 
 And write them on our timid heart. 
 
 4 He only can the words apply, 
 
 Through which we endless life possess ; 
 And deal to each his legacy, 
 Our Lord's unutterable peace. 
 
 5 That peace of God, that peace of thine, 
 
 O might he now to us bring in ; 
 And fill our souls with power divine, 
 And make an end of fear and sin. 
 
168 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 286. C. M. 
 
 1 "X7"OU now must hear my voice no more ; 
 
 JL My Father calls me home ; 
 But soon from heaven the Holy Ghost, 
 Your Comforter, shall come. 
 
 2 That heavenly Teacher, sent from God, 
 
 Shall your whole soul inspire ; 
 Your minds shall fill with sacred truth, 
 Your hearts with sacred fire. 
 
 3 Peace is the gift I leave with you ; 
 
 My peace to you bequeath ; 
 Peace that shall comfort you through life, 
 And cheer your souls in death. 
 
 4 I give not as the world bestows, 
 
 With promise false and vain; 
 Nor cares, nor fears, shall wound the heart 
 In which my words remain. 
 
 HYMN 287. S. M. 
 
 1 T ORD God, the Holy Ghost, 
 .1 k In this accepted hour, 
 As on the day of Pentecost, 
 
 Descend in all thy power: 
 
 2 We meet with one accord, 
 
 In our appointed place, 
 And wait the promise of our Lord, 
 The Spirit of all grace. 
 
 3 Like mighty rushing wind 
 
 Upon the waves beneath, 
 Move with one impulse every mind, 
 One soul, one feeling breathe : 
 
 4 The young, the old, inspire 
 
 With wisdom from above ; 
 And give us hearts and tongues of fire, 
 To pray, and praise, and love. 
 
DISPENSATION OF THE SPIRIT. 169 
 
 5 Spirit of light, explore, 
 
 And chase our gloom away, 
 With lustre shining more and more 
 Unto the perfect day. 
 
 HYMN 288. C. M. 
 
 1 TTE'S come ! let every knee be bent; 
 JTl All hearts new joy resume ; 
 Sing, ye redeemed, with one consent, 
 
 "The Comforter is come." 
 
 2 What greater gift, what greater love, 
 
 Could God on man bestow ? 
 Angels for this rejoice above, 
 Let man rejoice below! 
 
 3 Hail, blessed Spirit ! may each soul 
 
 Thy sacred influence feel ; 
 Do thou each sinful thought control, 
 And fix our wavering zeal ! 
 
 4 Thou to the conscience dost convey 
 
 Those checks which we should know; 
 Thy motions point to us the way ; 
 Thou giv'st us strength to go. 
 
 HYMN 289. L. M. 
 
 1 /10ME, Holy Spirit, raise our songs, 
 \y To reach the wonders of the day, 
 When with thy fiery cloven tongues 
 
 Thou didst those glorious scenes display. 
 
 2 O 'twas a most auspicious hour, 
 
 Season of grace and sweet delight, 
 When thou didst come with mighty power, 
 And light of truth divinely bright. 
 
 3 By this the blest disciples knew 
 
 Their risen Head had entered heaven ; 
 Had now obtained the promise due, 
 Fully by God the Father given, 
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170 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 4 Lord, we believe to us and ours 
 
 The apostolic promise given ; 
 We wait the Pentecostal powers, 
 The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven. 
 
 5 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below, 
 
 Or long for thy return to pine ; 
 Now, Lord the Comforter bestow, 
 And fix in us the Guest divine. 
 
 HYMN 290. S. M. 
 
 1 5miS God the Spirit leads 
 
 A In paths before unknown ; 
 The work to be performed is ours, 
 The strength is all his own. 
 
 2 Supported by his grace, 
 
 We still pursue our way; 
 And hope at last to reach the prize, 
 Secure in endless day. 
 
 3 J Tis he that works to will, 
 
 'Tis he that works to do : 
 His is the power by which we act, 
 His be the glory too. 
 
 HYMN 291. C. M. 
 
 1 TT^OR ever blessed be the Lord, 
 Jl My Saviour and my shield ! 
 He sends his Spirit with his word, 
 
 To arm me for the field. 
 
 2 When all my foes their force unite, 
 
 He makes my soul his care ; 
 Instructs me in the heavenly fight, 
 And guards me through the war. 
 
 3 A friend and helper so divine, 
 
 My fainting hope shall raise : 
 He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, 
 And his shall be the praise. 
 
DISPENSATION OP THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 292. L. M. 
 
 1 CJURE the blest Comforter is nigh, 
 k3 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart, 
 Else would my hope forever die, 
 
 And every cheering ray depart. 
 
 2 When some kind promise glads my soul, 
 
 Do I not find his healing voice 
 The tempest of my fears control, 
 
 And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 
 
 3 What less than thine Almighty word 
 
 Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 
 And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
 My life, my treasure, and my trust ! 
 
 4 And when my cheerful soul can say, 
 
 " I love my God, and taste his grace 
 Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, 
 
 Which brings this dawn of sacred peace 
 
 5 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart 
 
 Forever dwell, O God of love ; 
 And light and heavenly peace impart; 
 Sweet earnest of the joys above. 
 
 HYMN 293. P. M. 
 
 1 C1PIRIT of truth, come down, 
 k5 Reveal the things of God, 
 
 Make thou to us Christ's Godhead known, 
 
 Apply his precious blood : 
 His merits glorify, 
 
 That each may clearly see 
 Jesus, who did for sinners die, 
 
 Hath surely died for me. 
 
 2 No man can truly say, 
 
 That Jesus is the Lord, 
 Unless thou take the veil away 
 And breathe the living word : 
 
172 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 Then, only then, we feel 
 
 Our interest in his blood, 
 And cry, with joy unspeakable, 
 
 " Thou art my Lord, my God !" 
 
 HYMN 294. S. M. 
 
 1 T>LEST Comforter divine ! 
 J3 Let rays of heavenly love 
 Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
 
 And guide our souls above. 
 
 2 Draw, with thy still small voice, 
 
 Us from each sinful way; 
 And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
 Though earthly joys decay. 
 
 3 By thine inspiring breath 
 
 Make every cloud of care, 
 And e'en the gloomy vale of death, 
 A smile of glory wear. 
 
 4 Oh, fill thou every heart, 
 
 With love to all our race ! 
 Great Comforter! to us impart] 
 These blessings of thy grace. 
 
 HYMN 295. 7s. 
 
 1 TTOLY Ghost, with light divine, 
 _OL Shine upon this heart of mine! 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn the darkness into day. 
 
 2 Holy Ghost, with pow'r divine, 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
 Long has sin, without control, 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, 
 Cheer this saddened heart of mine, 
 Bid my many woes depart, 
 
 Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 
 
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 4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
 Cast down every idol throne, 
 Reign supreme — and reign alone. 
 
 HYMN 296. C. M. 
 
 1 TjlTERNAL Spirit! God of truth, 
 jQj Our contrite hearts inspire ; 
 Kindle the flame of heavenly love, 
 
 And feed the pure desire. 
 
 2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, 
 
 With guilt and fear opprest ; 
 'Tis thine to bid the dying live, 
 And give the weary rest. 
 
 3 Subdue the power of every sin, 
 
 Whate'er that sin may be ; 
 That we, in singleness of heart, 
 May worship only thee. 
 
 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, 
 
 That we are sons of God ; 
 Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell, 
 Through Christ's atoning blood. 
 
 HYMN 297. P, M. 
 
 1 TTOLY Ghost, dispel our sadness, 
 XI Pierce the clouds of sinful night : 
 Come, thou source of sweetest gladness, 
 
 Breathe thy life and spread thy light; 
 Loving Spirit, God of peace, 
 Great distributer of grace, 
 
 Rest upon this congregation ! 
 
 Hear, oh! hear our supplication. 
 
 2 From that height, which knows no measure, 
 
 As a gracious shower descend, 
 Bringing down the richest treasure 
 Man can wish, or God can send. 
 
174 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 O thou Glory, shining down 
 From the Father and the Son, 
 
 Grant us thy illumination ! 
 
 Rest on all this congregation. 
 
 3 Come, thou best of all donations 
 
 God can give, or we implore ; 
 Having thy sweet consolations, 
 
 We need wish for nothing more ; 
 Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 
 Now descending from above, 
 
 Rest on all this congregation, 
 
 Make our hearts thy habitation ! 
 
 THE GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 298. C. M. 
 
 1 TJ1 NTHRONED on high, Almighty Lord, 
 J_J Thy Holy Ghost send down ! 
 
 Fulfil in us thy faithful word, 
 And all thy mercies crown. 
 
 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire 
 
 Their vvond'rous powers impart, 
 Grant, Saviour, what we more desire, 
 Thy Spirit in our heart. 
 
 3 Spirit of light and life and love, 
 
 Thy heavenly influence give ! 
 Quicken our souls, born from above. 
 In Christ that we may live. 
 
 4 To our benighted minds reveal 
 
 The glories of his grace, 
 And brm^ us where no clouds conceal 
 The brightness of his face. 
 
 5 His love within us shed abroad, 
 
 Life's ever-springing well! 
 Till God in us, and we in God, 
 In love eternal dwell. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 299. C. M. 
 
 1 T71ATHER of love, to thee I bend 
 Jl My heart, and lift mine eyes ; 
 O let my prayer and praise ascend 
 
 As odours to the skies. 
 
 2 Thy pard'ning voice I come to hear, 
 . To know thee as thou art ; 
 
 Thy ministers can reach the ear, 
 But thou must touch the heart. 
 
 3 O stamp me in thy heavenly mould, 
 
 And grant thy word applied, 
 May bring forth fruit an hundred fold, 
 And speak me justified. 
 
 HYMN 300. L. M. 
 
 1 TPVEAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest 
 AJ In such a wretched heart as mine 
 Unworthy dwelling ! glorious guest ! 
 
 Favour astonishing, divine ! 
 
 2 When sin prevails and gloomy fear, 
 
 And hope almost expires in night, 
 Lord can thy Spirit then be here, 
 
 Great spring of comfort, life and light 
 
 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh, 
 
 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 
 Else would my hope for ever die, 
 And every cheering ray depart. 
 
 4 When some kind promise glads my soul, 
 
 Do I not find his healing voice 
 The tempest of my fears control, 
 And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 
 
 5 When'er to call the Saviour mine, 
 
 With ardent wish my heart aspires : 
 Can it be less than power divine, 
 Which animates these strong desires ? 
 
176 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 301. C. M. 
 
 1 "VSTHY should the children of a king 
 
 ▼ ▼ Go mourning all their days? 
 Great Comforter ! descend and bring 
 Some tokens of thy grace. 
 
 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 
 
 And seal the heirs of heaven ? 
 When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
 And show my sins forgiven ? 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood ; 
 And bear thy witness with my heart, 
 That I am born of God. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
 
 The pledge of joys to come ; 
 And thy soft wings, celestial dove, 
 Will safe convey me home. 
 
 HYMN 302. S. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE and sing the song 
 Xjl Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 
 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love, 
 
 Sing of his rising power, 
 Sing how he intercedes above 
 For all whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Sing till we feel our hearts 
 
 Ascending with our tongues ; 
 Sing till the^love of sin departs, 
 And grace inspires our songs. 
 
 4 Sing on your heavenly way, 
 
 Ye ransomed sinners sing; 
 Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day, 
 In Christ our sovereign King, 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 177 
 
 HYMN 303. L. M. 
 
 1 TTO ! ev'ry one that thirsts draw nigh ; 
 XI Salvation suits the sinner's case ; 
 Mercy and free salvation buy; 
 
 Buy wine and milk and gospel grace. 
 
 2 Nothing ye in exchange may give; 
 
 Leave all ye have and are behind ; 
 Freely the gift of God receive, 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 3 For sinners Jesus deigned to bleed, 
 
 And sinners in his kingdom share ; 
 Who comes as such and feels his need, 
 Shall find a kind reception there.- 
 
 HYMN 304. C. M. 
 
 1 Tl OW did my heart rejoice to hear 
 jLl My friends devoutly say, 
 
 "In Zion let us all appear, 
 And keep the solemn day !" 
 
 2 I love her gates, I love the road : 
 
 The church adorned with grace, 
 Stands like a palace built for God, 
 To show his milder face. 
 
 3 Up to her courts with joy unknown, 
 
 The holy tribes repair; 
 The Son of David holds his throne. 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 
 
 And while his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints, 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 5 Peace be within this sacred place, 
 
 And joy a constant guest! 
 With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
 Be her attendants blest. 
 
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178 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 305. 8s. 
 
 1 TjlROM whence doth this union arise, 
 Jl That hatred is conquer'd by love ? 
 It fastens our souls in such ties, 
 
 As distance and time can't remove. 
 
 2 It cannot in Eden be found, 
 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost; 
 It grows on Emmanual's ground, 
 And blood is the price that it cost. 
 
 8 My brethren are dear unto me, 
 - Our hearts all united in love ; 
 Where Jesus is gone we shall be, 
 In yonder blest mansions above. 
 
 4 Why then so unwilling to part, 
 
 Since there we shall all meet again ? 
 Engraved on Emmanuel's heart, 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 5 With Jesus we ever shall reign, 
 
 And all his bright glories shall see ; 
 Singing hallelujah ! amen ! 
 Amen ! even so let it be. 
 
 HYMN 306. L. M. 
 
 1 XT' OR sinners base and quite undone, 
 J_ The Saviour leaves the lofty skies ; 
 And in the name of God's own Son, 
 
 Suffers on earth, and bleeds, and dies. 
 
 2 But what was it that thus did move 
 
 The Lord of life to stoop so low ? 
 'Twas love we think, immortal love, 
 Moved Christ to pity sinners so. 
 
 8 Bat is it not surprising odd, 
 
 That men so infamous and vile, 
 Should be regarded by a God, 
 And looked upon with heavenly smile ? 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 179 
 
 4 'Tis strange, yet not more stange than true, 
 
 For Jesus loved, and bled, and died, 
 For helpless sinners not a few, 
 And views them now as his own bride. 
 
 5 Such was the Saviour's love to us, 
 
 And such it still remains to be ; 
 It found us sunk beneath the curse, 
 And from that curse it set us free. 
 
 HYMN 307. C. M. 
 
 1 T7^ XCEEDING precious is my Lord, 
 JlJ His love divinely free ! 
 
 And sure his name does health afford 
 To sickly souls like me. 
 
 2 It cheers a debtor's gloomy face, 
 
 And breaks his prison door; 
 It brings amazing stores of grace 
 To feed the gospel-poor. 
 
 3 And if with lively faith we view 
 
 His dying toil and smart, 
 And hear him say, it was for you, 
 This breaks the stony heart. 
 
 4 A heavenly joy his words convey, 
 
 The bowels strangely move ; 
 We blush, and melt, and faint away, 
 Quit overwhelmed with love. 
 
 5 In such sweet posture let me lie, 
 
 And wet thy feet with tears, 
 Till joined with saints above the sky, 
 I tune my harp with theirs. 
 
 v HYMN 308. C. M. 
 
 1 TVT5T soul, how lovely is the place 
 XtJl To which thy God resorts ! 
 'Tis heaven to see his smiling face. 
 Though in his earthly courts. 
 
180 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 There the great Sov'reign of the skies 
 
 His saving power displays, 
 And light breaks in upon our eyes 
 With kind and quickening rays. 
 
 3 With his rich gifts, the heavenly Dove 
 
 Descends and fills the place, 
 While Christ reveals his wondrous love, 
 And sheds abroad his grace. 
 
 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare 
 
 The secrets of thy will ; 
 And still we seek thy mercy there, 
 And sing thy praises still. 
 
 HYMN 309. L. M. 
 
 1 "FT AIL Prince of peace and Lord of all! 
 XI I thee adore as God's own Son ; 
 
 At thy dear feet I fain would fall, 
 And weep o'er follies I have done. 
 
 2 While there a monument of grace, 
 
 And feasting on immortal bread, 
 The royal diadem I'll place 
 
 Upon my glorious victor's head. 
 
 3 And as a fountain deep and wide, 
 
 Is opened in my victor's blood; 
 So grace, a rich, a flowing tide, 
 
 Now swells and widens like a flood. 
 
 4 This blood I hold in high esteem, 
 
 Though I but little of it know ; 
 For its most utmost virtues seem 
 To lie beyond where I can go. 
 
 5 Yet Lord, 1 must, I must admire, 
 
 I will extol this blood of thine, 
 Which saved me from devouring fire, 
 And cleansed a heart so foul as mine. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 181 
 
 HYMN 310. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 
 XI O Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are, 
 With long desire my spirit iaints 
 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 
 
 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, 
 My panting heart cries out for God ; 
 My God, my King, why should I be 
 So far from all my joys and thee ? 
 
 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, 
 And for her young provides her nest ; 
 But will my God to sparrows grant 
 That pleasure which his children want? 
 
 4 Blest are the saints which sit on high 
 Around thy throne of majesty; - 
 Thy brightest glories shine above, 
 And all their work is praise and love. 
 
 HYMJNT 311. C. M. 
 
 1 TT7HEN I can read my title clear, 
 
 W To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to every fear 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
 
 And hellish darts be hurled, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 Ma) r I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul, 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
182 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS 
 
 HYMN 312. C. M. 
 
 1 f\ COULD this little soul of mine, 
 v_7 Its feebleness lay by, 
 
 And put on pinions all divine, 
 It soon to God would fly. 
 
 2 'Twould dart along the airy road 
 
 With motion quick as thought ; 
 And enter soon that bright abode, 
 Which it has often sought. 
 
 3 And there it cheerfully would sing, 
 
 Without a sigh or groan ; 
 And bow before the Lord and King, 
 And feel itself at home. 
 
 4 And while at home above the skies, 
 
 Released from sin and care ; 
 Twould tell its joy with strange surprise, 
 To all assembled there. 
 
 5 And thus employed in sweetest song, 
 
 In everlasting rest ; 
 ^Twould mingle with the happy throng, 
 And be a welcomed guest. 
 
 HYMN 313. 7s. 
 
 1 TVTOW begin the heavenly theme, 
 _L l Sing aloud in Jesus' name, 
 Ye who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face ; 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Bless and praise redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 
 Banish all your guilty fears ; 
 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancelled by redeeming love. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop and taste redeeming love. 
 
 5 Hither, then, your music bring, 
 Strike aloud each cheerful string ; 
 Mortals, join the host above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 314. P. M. 
 
 1 UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah ! 
 vH* Pilgrim through this barren land; 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty, 
 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till T want no more. 
 
 2 Open thou the chrystal fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead me all my journey through : 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 Death of death's, and hell's destruction, 
 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side : 
 Songs of praises, 
 
 Will I ever give to thee. 
 
 HYMN 315. C. M. 
 
 1 XOY is a fruit that will not grow 
 O In nature's barren soil ; 
 All we can boast till Christ we know, 
 Is vanity and toil. 
 
184 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 2 But where the Lord reveals his grace, 
 
 And makes his glories known; 
 There fruits of heavenly 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, 
 Gives joys like those above. 
 
 4 To take a glimpse within the veil, 
 
 To know that God is mine. 
 Are springs of joy that never fail, 
 Unspeakable ! divine ! 
 
 5 These are the joys which satisfy, 
 
 And sanctify the mind ; 
 Which make the spirit mount on high, 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 HYMN 316. C. M. 
 
 1 A RISE my thoughts and trace the spring 
 J\. From whence salvation came : 
 
 Do thou, celestial Spirit, bring 
 Thy soul expanding flame. 
 
 2 'Twas settled in Jehovah's grace, 
 
 That deep, the most profound, 
 Before he gave the hills their place, 
 Or fixed creation's bound. 
 
 3 Great God ! how deep thy councils lie ; 
 
 Supreme in power art thou; 
 All things to thine omniscient eye, 
 Are one eternal now. 
 
 4 Thy thoughts of peace to Israel's race 
 
 From everlasting flowed ; 
 And when thou hid'st thy lovely face, 
 Thou still art Israel's God. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 317. S. M. 
 
 FAITH ! — 'tis a precious grace, 
 Where'er it is bestowed! 
 It boasts of a celestial birth, 
 And is the gift of God. 
 
 Jesus it owns a King — 
 
 An all-atoning Priest : 
 It claims no merit of its own, 
 
 But looks for all in Christ. 
 
 To him it leads the soul, 
 When filled with deep distress, 
 
 Flies to the fountain of his blood, 
 And trusts his righteousness. 
 
 Since 'tis thy work alone, 
 
 And that divinely free ; 
 Lord, send the Spirit of thy Son, 
 
 To work this faith in me! 
 
 HYMN 318. C. M. 
 
 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
 And saves me from its snares ; 
 Its aid in every duty brings, 
 And softens all my cares : 
 
 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, 
 
 And lights the sacred fire » 
 
 Of love to God, and heavenly things, 
 And feeds the pure desire. 
 
 The wounded conscience knows its power 
 
 The healing balm to give ; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
 Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
 
 And bids me seek my portion there, 
 Nor bids me seek in vain. 
 
186 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 319. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, our souls' delightful choice, 
 cr In thee, believing, we rejoice; 
 Yet still our joy is mixed with grief, 
 While faith contends with unbelief. 
 
 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, 
 And keep our fainting hopes alive ; 
 But guilt, and fears, and sorrows rise, 
 And hide the promise from our eyes. 
 
 3 O let not sin and Satan boast, 
 
 While saints lie mourning in the dust, 
 
 Nor see that faith to ruin brought, 
 
 Which thy own gracious hand hath wrought. 
 
 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame ; 
 Reveal the glories of thy name ; 
 And put all anxious doubts to flight, 
 As shades dispersed by opening light. 
 
 HYMN 320. S. M. 
 
 1 " , C/ r OUR harps, ye trembling saints, 
 
 JL Down from the willows take ; 
 Loucl to the praise of Christ our Lord 
 Bid every string awake. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We*are not far from home ; 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We every moment come. 
 
 3 His grace shall to the end 
 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 Nor present things, nor things to come, 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4 The time of love will come, 
 
 When we shall clearly see, 
 Not only that he shed his blood, 
 But each shall say, M for me." 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 321. L. M. 
 
 1 IVTOT by the law of innocence 
 
 J. 1 Can Adam's sons arrive at heaven ; 
 New works can give us no pretence 
 To have our ancient sins forgiven. 
 
 2 Not the best deeds that we have done 
 
 Can make a wounded conscience whole ! 
 Faith is the grace — and faith alone, 
 That flies to Christ, who saves the soul. 
 
 3 Lord, I believe thy heavenly word ! 
 
 Fain would I have my soul renewed: 
 I mourn for sin, and trust the Lord 
 To have it pardoned and subdued. 
 
 4 O may thy grace its power display ! 
 
 Let guilt and death no longer reign ; 
 Save me in thy appointed way, 
 Nor let my humble faith be vain ! 
 
 HYMN 322. C. M. 
 
 1 A Mia soldier of the cross, 
 JLJL A follower of the Lamb? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease ; * 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain. 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
188 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OF SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 323. S. M. 
 
 1 IVTOW let our voices join 
 -L^l To form a sacred song; 
 Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways, 
 
 With music pass along. 
 
 2 How straight the path appears, 
 
 How open and how fair ! 
 No lurking gems t' entrap our feet; 
 No fierce destroyer there. 
 
 3 But flowers of paradise 
 
 In rich profusion spring ; 
 The Sun of Glory gilds the path, 
 And dear companions sing: 
 
 4 All honour to his name, 
 
 Who marks the shining way ! 
 To Him who leads the wand'rers on 
 To realms of endless day ! 
 
 HYMN 324. 7s. 
 
 1 /CHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
 Ky As ye journey sweetly sing; 
 Sing your Saviour's* worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 Ye are travelling home to God 
 In th%way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and ye 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 O ye banished seed, be glad! 
 Christ our Advocate is made ; 
 Us to save our flesh assumes ; 
 Brother to our souls becomes. 
 
 4 Shout, ye little flocks, and blest! 
 You on Jesus' throne shall rest; 
 There your seat is now prepared, — 
 There your kingdom and reward. 
 
GRACES OF THE SPIRIT. 
 
 HYMN 325. C. M. 
 
 1 A ND have I, Christ, no love to thee, 
 J\. No passion for thy charms ? 
 
 No wish my Saviour's face to see, 
 And dwell within his arms ! 
 
 2 Is there no spark of gratitude 
 
 In this cold heart of mine, 
 To him whose gen'rous bosom glowed 
 With friendship all divine ? 
 
 3 Can I pronounce his charming name, 
 
 His acts of kindness tell ; 
 And while I dwell upon the theme, 
 No sweet emotion feel ? 
 
 4 Such base ingratitude as this 
 
 What heart but must detest! 
 Sure Christ deserves the noblest place 
 In every human breast. 
 
 HYMN 326. S. M. 
 
 1 "V7"E humble souls rejoice, 
 
 JL And cheerful praises sing! 
 Wake all your harmony of voice ; 
 For Jesus is your King ! 
 
 2 He brings salvation near, 
 
 For which his blood was paid ! 
 How beauteous shall your souls appear, 
 Thus sumptuously arrayed ! 
 
 3 Sing! for the day is nigh, 
 
 When near your Saviour's seat, 
 The tallest sons of pride shall lie 
 The footstool of your feet. 
 
 4 Salvation, Lord, is thine, 
 
 And all thy saints confess 
 The royal robes, in which they shine, 
 Were wrought by sov'reign grace. 
 
190 CHRIST THE SAVIOUR OP SINNERS. 
 
 HYMN 327. C. M. 
 
 1 A BOVE these heavens' created rounds, 
 il Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; 
 
 Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds 
 Where time and nature end. 
 
 2 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, 
 
 Though mountains melt away ; 
 Thy judgments are a world unknown, 
 A deep unfathomed sea. 
 
 3 Though all created light decay, 
 
 And death close up our eyes ; 
 Thy presence makes eternal day, 
 Where clouds can never rise. 
 
 HYMN 328. C. M. 
 
 1 TV/I Y times of sorrow and of joy, 
 ItJ. Great God ! are in thy hand ; 
 My choicest comforts come from thee, 
 
 And go at thy command. 
 
 2 If thou shouldst take them all away, 
 
 Yet would I not repine ; 
 Before they were possessed by me, 
 They were entirely thine, i 
 
 3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word, 
 
 Though the whole world were gone, 
 But seek enduring happiness 
 In thee, and thee alone. 
 
 4 What is the world, with all its store ? 
 
 'Tis but a bitter sweet ; 
 "When I attempt to pluck the rose, 
 A pricking thorn I meet. 
 
 5 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found, 
 
 The honey's mixed with gall; 
 'Midst changing scenes, and dying friends, 
 Be Thou my all in all. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 HYMN 329. C. M. 
 
 1 "YT7HEN, O dear Jesus, when shall I 
 
 ▼ V Behold thee all serene ; 
 •Blest in perpetual Sabbath day, 
 Without a veil between ? 
 
 2 Assist me while I wander here, 
 
 Amidst a world of cares; 
 Incline my heart to pray with love. 
 And then accept my prayers. 
 
 3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give, 
 
 To be my guide and friend, 
 To light my way to ceaseless joys, 
 To Sabbaths without end. 
 
 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 HYMN 330. L. M, 
 
 1 OD, in the Gospel of his Son, 
 
 VJT Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 5 Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Here sinners of a humble frame, 
 
 May taste his grace, and learn his name ; 
 5 Tis writ in characters of blood, 
 Severely just, immensely good. 
 
 3 Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, 
 His soul-attracting charms displays ; 
 Recounts his poverty and pains, 
 And tell his love in melting strains. 
 
 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 
 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; 
 Its influence makes the sinner live, 
 It bids the drooping saint revive. 
 
192 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 5 May this blest volume ever lie 
 Close to my heart, and near my eye, 
 Till life's last hoar my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
 HY3IX 331. C. M. 
 
 1 "V17"HAT wisdom, majesty and grace 
 
 1 V Through all the gospel shine ! 
 'Tis God that speaks, and we confess 
 The doctrine most divine. 
 
 2 Down from his starry throne on high, 
 
 Th 5 Almighty Saviour comes : 
 Lays his bright robes of glory by, 
 And feeble flesh assumes. 
 
 3 The mighty debt that sinners owed, 
 
 Upon the cross he pays: 
 Then through the clouds ascends to God, 
 Olidst shouts of loftiest praise. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
 And life, and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 5 0 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 HYMJf 332. C. M. 
 
 1 ff"| 0 W precious is the book divine, 
 -LX By inspiration given ! 
 Blight as a lamp its doctrines shine 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 
 
 In this" dark vale of tears ; 
 Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, 
 And quells our 'rising fears. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 Of life, shall guide our way, 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 HYMN 333. L. M. 
 
 1 O, saith the voice of heavenly love, 
 VJE" My gospel preach to ev'ry land ; 
 Lo ! I am with you to the end ; 
 
 Observe and follow my command. 
 
 2 With joy the first disciples heard, 
 
 And preached the soul-reviving news, 
 As they from Christ received in charge, 
 First to the unbelieving Jews. 
 
 3 Then to the Gentiles far and near, 
 
 Published salvation in his name, 
 And the glad tidings of his grace, 
 To this distinguished country came. 
 
 4 Here may the gospel still remain, 
 
 Till time itself and nature die ; 
 And ev'ry tribe of Adam's race 
 To the Redeemer's standard fly. 
 
 HYMN 334. L. M. 
 
 1 TJROCLAIM my gospel, saith the Lord, 
 Jl Ye preachers of my sacred word ; 
 Let ev'ry nation hear the theme, 
 Beginning at Jerusalem, 
 
 2 Go let the chief of sinners know, 
 That I have blessings to bestow; 
 Go therefore and declare my name, 
 Beginning at Jerusalem. 
 
 3 My boundless love proclaim abroad, 
 And shew the virtue of my blood ; 
 Till time shall end, proclaim my grace, 
 In ev'ry land, in ev'ry place. 
 
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194 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 4 In yonder world behold the train, 
 Of sinners saved from endless pain ; 
 Ascribing glory to the Lamb 
 Within the new Jerusalem. 
 
 HYMN 335. L. M. 
 
 1 /^i OME dearest Lord who reigns above, 
 \y And draws me with the cords of love ; 
 And while the gospel doth abound, 
 
 O may I know the joyful sound! 
 
 2 Sweet are the tidings, free the grace, 
 It brings to our apostate race ; 
 
 It spreads a heav'nly light around, 
 O may I know its pleasing sound! 
 
 3 The gospel bids the sin-sick soul 
 Look up to Jesus and be whole; 
 
 In hira are peace and pardon found, 
 O may I know its charming sound ! 
 
 4 It stems the tide of swelling grief, 
 Affords the needy sure relief; 
 Releases those by Satan bound, 
 
 O may I know its heavenly sound ! 
 
 HYMN 336. L. M. 
 
 IT O, clad in nature's bright array, 
 J i The fields a lovely scene display; 
 See how the lively ears of corn, 
 Wide-waving, all the hills adorn. 
 
 2 See earth with God's rich mercies crowned, 
 A joyful plenty smiles around ; 
 
 But now to our admiring eyes, 
 Behold ! superior prospects rise. 
 
 3 See sinners running to embrace 
 The tidings of forgiving grace ; 
 Redeemed from hell with price divine, 
 In faith and holiness they shine. 
 
THE GOSP.EL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 195 
 
 4 Together shall their songs arise, 
 In the fair fields of Paradise; 
 And shouts of triumph and of joy, 
 Their blest eternity employ. 
 
 HYMN 337. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS hath suffered once for sin, 
 J And now exalted reigns ; 
 
 Ye sinners saved, his praise begin, 
 In sweet harmonious strains. 
 
 2 No claims can law or justice crave 
 
 From Jesus' mystic bride ; 
 Full payment to the law he gave, 
 When for her sins he died. 
 
 3 When justice smote the shepherd's head, 
 
 The captive flock were free ; 
 Beloved, when in transgression dead, 
 Great God, and far from thee. 
 
 4 Here, lost in thought, the seraphs gaze, 
 
 The wondrous scene to scan; 
 What heights and depths of sov'reign grace, 
 In wisdom's glorious plan. 
 
 5 Convinced of sin's demerit, we 
 
 From self to Jesus fly; 
 Ourselves insolvent debtors see, 
 And on his blood rely. 
 
 HYMN 338. C. M. 
 
 1 OOD news to men, still new and fresh, 
 vX While lasts the gospel day, 
 
 A fountain shall be ope to wash 
 Their sin and filth away. 
 
 2 Wide ope to David's house and all 
 
 That dwell on Salem-ground ; 
 To kings and subjects great and small, 
 That hear the joyful sound. 
 
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 3 The sacred fount to wash our stains, 
 
 Is pure and precious blood, 
 That issued from the dying veins 
 Of our Incarnate God. 
 
 4 Lord wash me there ; this blood alone 
 
 The fountain opened so, 
 Hath pow'r sufficient to atone, 
 And make me white as snow. 
 
 HYMN 339. S. M. 
 
 1 TTOW beauteous are their feet, 
 XI Who stand on Zion's hill ! 
 "Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
 
 And words of peace reveal! 
 
 2 How charming is their voice! 
 
 How sweet their tidings are! 
 "Zion, behold thy 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 heavenly light: 
 Prophets and kings desired it long, 
 But died without the sight! 
 
 5 The Lord makes bare his arm 
 
 Through all the earth abroad : 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
 HYMN 340. L. M, 
 
 1 T ET the old heathens tune their song, 
 I A Of great Diana and of Jove ; 
 But the sweet theme that moves my tongue, 
 Is my Redeemer and his love. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 2 Behold a God descends and dies, 
 
 To save my soul from gaping hell! 
 How the black gulph where Satan lies, 
 Yawned to receive me when I fell ! 
 
 3 How justice frowned and vengeance stood, 
 
 To drive me down to endless pain ! 
 But the great Son proposed his blood, 
 And heavenly wrath grew mild again. 
 
 4 Infinite Lover, gracious Lord ! 
 
 To thee be endless honours given ; 
 Thy wondrous name shall be adored, 
 Round the wide earth, and wider heaven, 
 
 HYMJV 341. L. M. 
 
 1 f I iHIS is the word of truth and love, 
 i Sent to the nations from above ; 
 
 Jehovah here resolves to shew, 
 What his Almighty grace can do, 
 
 2 This remedy did wisdom find, 
 To heal diseases of the mind ; 
 
 This sovereign balm, whose virtues can, 
 Restore the ruined creature, man. 
 
 3 The gospel bids the dead revive, 
 Sinners obey the voice and live ; 
 
 Dry bones are raised and clothed afresh, 
 And hearts of stone are turned to fiesh» 
 
 4 May but this grace my soul renew, 
 Let sinners gaze, and hate me too; 
 The word that saves me does engage 
 A sure defence from all their rage. 
 
 HYMN 342. C. M. 
 
 1 CJALVATION through our dying Lord, 
 k3 Is finished and complete ! 
 He paid whate'er his people owed, 
 And cancelled all their debt. 
 
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 2 Salvation finished ! charming sound ! 
 
 Let shouts of triumph rise: 
 Free grace doth more than sin abound, 
 And we shall reach the skies ! 
 
 3 Salvation, to sweet harps of gold, 
 
 Our raptured souls shall sing ; 
 And strike, while endless ages roll 
 The ever tuneful string. 
 
 HYMN 343. S, M. 
 
 1 TVTY soul with joy attend, 
 
 -Lt JL While Jesus silence breaks ; 
 No angel's harp such music yields, 
 As what my shepherd speaks. 
 
 2 " I know my sheep," he cries, 
 
 " My soul approves them well : 
 Vain is the treach'rous world's disguise, 
 And vain the rage of hell. 
 
 3 "Unnumbered years of bliss 
 
 I to my sheep will give ; 
 And, while my throne unshaken stands, 
 Shall all my chosen live. 
 
 4 "This tried Almighty hand 
 
 Is raised for their defence : 
 Where is the power shall reach them there ? 
 Or what shall force them thence ?" 
 
 5 Enough, my gracious Lord, 
 
 Let faith triumphant cry; 
 My heart can on this promise live ; 
 Can on this promise die. 
 
 HYMN 344. L. M. 
 
 1 QUPREME of Beings, with delight, 
 O Our eyes survey yon heavenly sight ; 
 And trace with admiration sweet 
 The beaming splendors of thy feet. 
 
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 2 Jasper and sapphire strive in vain 
 To paint the glories of thy train ; 
 Thy robes all stream eternal light, 
 Too pow'rful for a cherub's sight. 
 
 3 Yet round thy throne the rainbow shines; 
 Fair emblem of thy kind designs ; 
 
 Bright pledge, that speaks thy covenant sure 
 Long as thy kingdom shall endure. 
 
 4 No more shall deluges of woe 
 Thy new -created world o'erflow ; 
 Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays, 
 And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays. 
 
 5 No gems so bright, no forms so fair; 
 Mercy and truth still triumph there ; 
 Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign, 
 When stars and suns forget to shine. 
 
 HYMN 345. C. M. 
 
 1 TT7"HERE must a weary sinner go, 
 
 ▼ V But to the sinner's friend ? 
 He only can relieve my woe, 
 And bid my sorrows end. 
 
 2 Thou art, O Lord, my resting place ; 
 
 The promised land I see, 
 And long to live upon thy grace, 
 And lose myself in thee. 
 
 3 A glimpse of thee, and thy sweet store, 
 
 Thou dost to me impart ; 
 But kindly shew me more and more, 
 Till thou dost fill my heart. 
 
 4 I want to eat and drink my fill 
 
 Of Canaan's milk and wine; 
 Let Moses die upon the hill, 
 And soon I shall be thine. 
 
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 HYMN 346. L, M. 
 
 1 FipHE law declares and makes us know, 
 
 JL What debt immense to God we owe ; 
 But in the gospel we may see, 
 How God hath set the debtor free. 
 
 2 The law discovers guilt and sin, 
 
 And shews how vile our hearts have been ; 
 
 Only the gospel can express 
 
 God's mercy, love and righteousness. 
 
 3 What curses does the law denounce 
 Against the man who sins but once ; 
 But in the gospel Christ appears, 
 Pard'ning the guilt of num'rous years. 
 
 4 The vilest sinner out of hell, 
 That can his case to Jesus tell, 
 
 Shall find relief through his dear blood, 
 And pardon from a gracious God. 
 
 5 My soul, no more attempt to draw 
 Thy life or comfort from the law : 
 All joy and peace the gospel gives : 
 Happy the sinner who believes. 
 
 HYMN 347. P. M. 
 
 1 FT^HERE is a friend who sticketh fast, 
 
 JL And keeps his love from first to last, 
 
 And Jesus is his name : 
 An earthly brother drops his hold, 
 Is sometimes hot, and sometimes cold, 
 
 But Jesus is the same. 
 
 2 He loves his people great and small, 
 And grasping hard embraceth all, 
 
 Nor with a soul will part : 
 No tribulations which they feel, 
 No foes on earth, or fiends of hell, 
 
 Shall tear them from his heart. 
 
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 3 His love before all time began, 
 And through all time it will remain, 
 
 And evermore endure : 
 Though rods and frowns are sometimes brought, 
 And man may change, he changeth not, 
 
 His love abideth sure. 
 
 HYMN 348. L. M. 
 
 1 iT^ O, you that rest upon the law, 
 
 And madly seek salvation there: 
 Look to the flames that Moses saw ! 
 And shrink, and tremble, and despair. 
 
 2 But I'll retire beneath the cross ; 
 
 Saviour, at thy dear feet I lie : 
 And the keen sword that justice draws, 
 Flaming and red, shall pass me by. 
 
 HYMN 349. L. M. 
 
 1 "VITHEN Aaron in the holy place, 
 
 fi Atonement made for Israel's race. 
 The names of all their tribes expressed, 
 He wore conspicuous on his breast. 
 
 2 Twelve lettered stones with sculpture bold, 
 Deep seated in the wounded gold, 
 Glowed on the breast-plate richly bright, 
 And beamed characteristic light. 
 
 3 His hands a golden censer held, 
 With burning coals and incense filled; 
 Which clouded all the holy room 
 With odorous sweet of rich perfume. 
 
 4 And, lest the priest the place defile, 
 A costly consecrating oil, 
 
 With mingled gums and spices sweet, 
 Had for his office made him meet. 
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202 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 5 Arrayed in hallowed vests he stood ; 
 Sprinkled with holy oil and blood ; 
 The tabernacle's sacred frame, 
 And all within it, shared the same. 
 
 PART 2. 350. L. M. 
 
 1 O O when our great Melchisedec 
 
 k5 The true atonement came to make, 
 A holy oil anoints him too — 
 Richer than Aaron ever knew. 
 
 2 His body, bathed in sweet and blood 
 Showered on the ground a purple flood; 
 The rich effusion copious ran, 
 
 To glad the heart of God and man. 
 
 3 Deep in his breast engraved he bore 
 Our names, with every penal score ; 
 When pressed to earth he prostrate lay — 
 Shocked at the sum, yet prompt to pay. 
 
 4 The fragrant incense of his prayer 
 
 To heaven went up through yielding air; 
 Perfumed the throne of God on high, 
 And calmed offended majesty. 
 
 HYMN 351. C. M. 
 
 1 FTHHE Saviour calls — let every ear, 
 
 A Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 Ye doubting souls dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow; 
 And life and health and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 
 
 To ease your every pain ; 
 (Immortal fountain! full supplies!) 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts, 
 To thee let sinners fly; 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 And drink and never die. 
 
 HYMN 352. L. M. 
 
 1 IVTOT all the nobles of the earth, 
 
 _L 1 Who boast the honours of their birth 
 
 Such real dignity can claim, 
 
 As those who bear the christian name. 
 
 2 To them the privilege is given 
 
 To be the sons and heirs of heaven.: 
 Sons of the God who reigns on high, 
 And heirs of joy beyond the sk} r . 
 
 3 Their daily wants his hands supply, 
 Their steps he guards with watchful eye; 
 Leads them from earth to heaven above, 
 And crowns them with eternal love. 
 
 HYMN 353. S. M. 
 
 1 T>LEST be the tie that binds 
 3D Our hearts in christian love ; 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 We share our mutual woes ; 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear ; 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 3 When we asunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain, 
 But we shall still be joined in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 4 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And longs to see the day, 
 
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 5 From sorrow, toil and pain, 
 And sin, we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 hymjn" 354. l. m. 
 
 1 fTlHE good old way that leads to God, 
 
 jL Which saints in every age have trod, 
 Was Christ alone, they saw his day, 
 And him pursued, the good old way. 
 
 2 When Adam sunk his unborn race 
 In ruin, guilt, and deep disgrace, 
 The promise, with celestial ray, 
 To Jesus points, the good old way. 
 
 3 Th' apostles all proclaimed him thus, 
 Jesus the Lord or God with us, 
 Who did by death our ransom pay, 
 The truth, the life, the good old way. 
 
 4 5 Tis true, there's one exceeding broad, 
 Cast up by men, a dang'rous road, 
 Where thousands to destruction stray, 
 Who never found this good old way. 
 
 5 Cheer up, believer, courage take, 
 
 Why should thy heart with sorrow break? 
 Eternal joys shall soon repay, 
 The sorrows of the good old way. 
 
 HYMN 355. C. M. 
 
 1 ME see the man at Jesus' feet, 
 Vv By Satan long possessed ; 
 What place for tempted souls so sweet, 
 
 'Tis here the weary rest. 
 
 2 Among the tombs he naked ran, 
 
 For Legion was his name ; 
 But Jesus bade the fiends be gone, 
 When forth the devils came. 
 
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 3 What voice but thine, thou sov'reign Lord, 
 
 Such wonders could perform ; 
 'Twas this the dead to life restored, 
 And quelled the raging storm. 
 
 4 Now Lord, the tempter's power defeat, 
 
 And tempted souls sustain ; 
 Put every foe beneath thy feet, 
 And reign, for ever reign. 
 
 HYMN 356. C. M. 
 
 1 T>LEST are the souls that hear and know 
 JO The gospel's joyful sound ; 
 
 Peace shall attend the path they go, 
 And light their step surround. 
 
 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 
 
 Through their Redeemer's name ; 
 His righteousness exalts their hope, 
 Nor Satan dares condemn. 
 
 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 
 
 Strength and salvation gives •, 
 Israel thy King, for ever reigns ; 
 Thy God for ever lives. 
 
 HYMN 357. L. M. 
 
 1 TTITHER, ye poor, ye sick, ye blind, 
 -OL A sin disordered, trembling throng ! 
 To you the gospel calls — to you 
 
 Messiah's blessings all belong. 
 
 2 Reason and virtue's boasting sons, 
 
 Derive no comfort from this tree : 
 For sinners only Jesus died ; 
 
 Then sure I hear he died for me. 
 
 3 'Twas with our griefs Messiah groaned «• 
 
 'Twas with our guilt his soul was tried; 
 Our punishment, he took, he bore ; 
 And sinners lived when Jesus died. 
 
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 4 Awake, each heart, arise each soul, 
 And join the blissful choirs above; 
 May nothing tune our future song, 
 But heavenly wisdom, heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN 358. C. M. 
 
 1 T ET ev'ry mortal ear attend, 
 J J And ev'ry 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 earhtly toys 
 To fill an empty mind. 
 
 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. 
 
 HYMN 359. C. M. 
 
 1 /CHRIST and his cross is all our theme ; 
 
 The myst'ries that we speak 
 Are scandal in the Jew's esteem, 
 And folly to the Greek. 
 
 2 But souls enlightened from above 
 
 With joy receive the word ; 
 They see what wisdom, power and love, 
 Shine in their dying Lord. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 3 The vital savor of his name 
 
 Restores their fainting breath ; 
 But unbelief perverts the same 
 To guilt, despair and death. 
 
 4 'Till God diffuse his graces down, 
 
 Like showers of heavenly rain, 
 In vain Apollo sows the ground, 
 And Paul may plant in vain. 
 
 HYMN 360. C. M. 
 
 1 T'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 JL Or to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honour of his word, 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, my God, I know his name, 
 
 His name is all my trust; 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 'Till the decisive hour. 
 
 4 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father's face, , 
 And in the new Jerusalem 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
 HYMN 361. L. M. 
 
 1 /^VNCE, as the friend of sinners dear, 
 \y A man of sorrows sojourned here, 
 Eternal love ordained it so, 
 
 That through Samaria he must go, 
 
 2 But what could his dear feet incline, 
 Unless compelled by love divine, 
 From whence salvation's blessings flow, 
 That he must through Samaria go. 
 
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 3 There, wand'ring from the fold of God, 
 He saw the purchase of his blood; 
 And o'er this wretch, to lust a slave, 
 Did sov'reign grace her banner wave. 
 
 4 Here, in discriminating grace, 
 Shone with a bright refulgent blaze ; 
 While dead in sin ten thousands lie, 
 Grace brought this rebel harlot nigh. 
 
 5 This object of eternal love, 
 Ordained to fill a throne above, 
 Shall in the gospel annals shine, 
 And prove election all divine. 
 
 HYMN 362. L. M. 
 
 1 T"JP to the Lord that reigns on high, 
 KJ And views the nations from afar, 
 
 Let everlasting praises fly, 
 
 And tell how large his bounties are. 
 
 2 He overrules all mortal things, 
 
 And manages our mean affairs; 
 On humble souls the King of kings 
 Bestows his counsels and his cares. 
 
 3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour, 
 
 Into the bosom of our God : 
 He hears us in the mournful hour, 
 And helps us bear the heavy load. 
 
 4 O could our thankful hearts devise 
 
 A tribute equal to thy grace, 
 To the third heaven our songs should rise, 
 And teach the golden harps thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 363. L. M. 
 
 1 "\A/ 7HERE sha11 we £° to seek and find 
 
 t V A habitation for our God, 
 A dwelling for the eternal mind 
 Among the sons of flesh and blood ! 
 
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 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill 
 
 Of Zion for his ancient rest; 
 And Zion is his dwelling still, 
 
 His church is with his presence blest. 
 
 3 Here will 1 fix my gracious throne, 
 
 And reign forever, saith the Lord ; 
 Here shall my pow'r and love be known, 
 And blessings shall attend my word. 
 
 4 Here will I meet the hungry poor, 
 
 And fill their souls with living bread ! 
 Sinners that wait before my door 
 With sweet provision shall be fed. 
 
 5 The saints, unable to contain 
 
 Their inward joy, shall shout and sing ; 
 The Son of David here shall reign 
 And Zion triumph in her King. 
 
 HYMN 364. C. M. 
 
 1 T O, what an entertaining sight 
 
 I J Are brethren that agree, 
 Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite 
 In bands of piety. 
 
 2 When streams of love from Christ, the spring, 
 
 Descend to every soul, 
 And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 
 Shades and bedews the whole. 
 
 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet 
 
 On Aaron's rev'rend head ; 
 The trickling drops perfumed his feet, 
 And o'er his garments spread. 
 
 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews 
 
 That fall on Zion's hill, 
 Where God his mildest glory shews, 
 And makes his grace distil. 
 
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 HY3IN 365. L. M. 
 
 1 TTP to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
 
 U Th 5 eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
 Thence all her help my soul derives; 
 There my Almighty refuge lives. 
 
 2 He lives ; the everlasting God, 
 
 That built the world, that spread the flood; 
 The heavens with all their hosts he made ; 
 And the dark regions of the dead. 
 
 3 He guides our feet, he guards our way, 
 His morning-smiles bless all the day: 
 He spreads the ev'ning veil, and keeps 
 The silent hours while Israel sleeps, 
 
 4 Israel, a name divinely blest, 
 May rise secure, securely rest ; 
 Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes 
 Admit no slumber nor surprise. 
 
 HYMN 366. C. M. 
 
 1 /~\XTR Saviour magnified the law, 
 VJ' And conquered hell and sin ; 
 And righteousness, without a flaw, 
 
 Brought once, for ever, in. 
 
 2 Insolvents, clad in this array, 
 
 Fear not Mount Sinai's din ; 
 'Twill stand when earth shall pass away ; 
 'Twas brought by J|sus in. 
 
 3 This change of raiment ye possess, 
 
 Is linen white and clean: 
 'Tis called "Jehovah's righteousness;" 
 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 
 
 4 Zion shall make her boast of this, 
 
 And life eternal win ; 
 'Tis everlasting righteousness; 
 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 5 This royal robe, this wedding dress, 
 Shall cancel all her sin 
 Of crimes the greater and the less ; 
 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 
 
 HYMN 367. S. M. 
 
 1 TT[ OW charming is the place, 
 JLJ_ Where my Redeemer God 
 Unveils the beauties of his face, 
 
 And sheds his love abroad ! 
 
 2 Not the fair palaces 
 
 To which the great resort, 
 Are once to be compared with this, 
 Where Jesus holds his court. 
 
 3 Here on the mercy-seat, 
 
 With radiant glory crowned, 
 Our joyful eyes behold him sit, 
 And smile on all around. 
 
 4 Give me, O Lord, a place 
 
 Within thy blest abode, 
 Among the children of thy grace, 
 The servants of my God- 
 
 HYMN 368. C. M. 
 
 1 TYTOW shall my inward joys arise, 
 J_ i And burst into a song; 
 Almighty love inspires my heart, 
 
 And pleasure tunes my tongue. 
 
 2 God on his thirsty Zion hill 
 
 Some mercy drops has thrown, 
 And solemn oaths have bound his love 
 To show'r salvation down. 
 
 3 Why do we then indulge our fears, 
 
 Suspicions and complaints? 
 Is he a God, and shall his grace 
 Grow weary of his saints ? 
 
212 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 4 Can a kind woman e'er forget 
 
 The infant of her womb, 
 And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts 
 Her suckling have no room? 
 
 5 "Yet," saith the Lord," should nature change, 
 
 And mothers monsters prove, 
 Zion still dwells upon the heart 
 Of everlasting Love." 
 
 HYMN 369. C. M. 
 
 1 IVTY God, what endless pleasures dwell 
 JL1 JL Above at thy right-hand ! 
 
 Thy courts below, how amiable, 
 Where all thy graces stand ! 
 
 2 The swallow near thy temple lies, 
 
 And chirps a cheerful note ; 
 The lark mounts upward to the skies, 
 And tunes his warbling throat. 
 
 3 And we, when in thy presence, Lord, 
 
 We shout with joyful tongues ; 
 Or sitting round our Father's board, 
 We crown the feast with songs. 
 
 4 While Jesus shines with quick'ning grace, 
 
 We sing and mount on high ; 
 But if a frown becloud his free, 
 We faint, and tire, and die. 
 
 HYMN 370. C. M. 
 
 1 "ll/TY God ! the spring of all my joys, 
 ±T_1_ The life of my delights, 
 
 The glory of my brightest days, 
 And comfort of my nights ! 
 
 2 In darkest shades if he appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ! 
 He is my soul's sweet morning- star, 
 And he my rising-sun. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 3 The op'ning heavens around me shine 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss, 
 While Jesus shews his heart is mine, 
 And whispers " I am his I" 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that transporting word, 
 Run up with joy the shining way 
 T 5 embrace my dearest Lord. 
 
 HYMN 371. C. M. 
 
 1 what a narrow, narrow path 
 \J Is that which leads to life ! 
 Some talk of works, .and some of faith, 
 
 With warmth, and zeal, and strife. 
 
 2 But, after all that's said or done, 
 
 Let men think what thy will, 
 The strength of every tempted son 
 Consists in standing still. 
 
 3 "Stand still?" says one, "that's easy, sure, 
 5 Tis what I always do 
 
 Deluded soul, be not secure, 
 This is not meant to you. 
 
 4 Not driv'n by fear, nor drawn by love, 
 
 Nor yet by duty led ; 
 Lie still, you do, and never move, 
 For who can move that's dead? 
 
 5 But for a living soul to stand, 
 By thousand dangers scared, 
 
 And feel destruction close at hand, 
 O! this indeed is hard. 
 
 HYMN 372. 7s. 
 
 WEEPING saint, no longer mourn : 
 Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne 
 Jesus, best of friends, for thee, 
 Numbered with transgressors see ! 
 
214 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 2 He the wine-press trod alone, 
 Hear the man of sorrows groan ! 
 
 Mocked and bruised and crowned with thorns, 
 He his Father's absence mourns. 
 
 3 All thy sins when Jesus bled, 
 Met on his devoted head: 
 All thy hope on Jesus place ; 
 Plead his promise, trust his grace. 
 
 4 At his feet thy burden lay ; 
 Christ shall smile thy fears away : 
 He thy guilt and sorrow bore — 
 Weeping saint lament no more. 
 
 HYMN 373. L. M. 
 
 1 f^\OME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell 
 
 By faith and love in ev'ry breast ; 
 Then shall we know and taste and feel 
 The joys that cannot be exprest. 
 
 2 Come fill our hearts with inward strength, 
 
 Make our enlarged souls. possess, 
 And learn the height and breadth and length, 
 Of thine immeasurable grace. 
 
 3 Now to the God whose pow'r can do 
 
 More than our thoughts or wishes know, 
 Be everlasting honours done 
 
 By all the church, through Christ his Son. 
 
 HYMN 374. L. M. 
 
 1 TTAPPY the Church, thou sacred place, 
 JO. The seat of thy Creator's grace ; 
 Thy holy courts are his abode, 
 
 Thou earthly palace of our God. 
 
 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 
 A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; 
 Nor shall thy deep foundations move, 
 Fixt on his counsels and his love. 
 
THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 215 
 
 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage ; 
 Against his throne in vain they rage ; 
 Like rising waves, with angry roar, 
 That dash and die upon the shore. 
 
 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, 
 Nor fear the wrath of sin and hell; 
 His arms embrace this happy ground, 
 Like brazen bulwarks built around. 
 
 HYMN 375. C. M. 
 
 1 T fOW firm, how blissful is the place, 
 XJL Where we adoring stand? 
 Zion, the glory of the earth, 
 
 And beauty of the land. 
 
 2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 
 
 The city where we dwell ; 
 The walls, of strong salvation made, 
 Defy th' assaults of hell. 
 
 3 Lift up the everlasting gates, 
 
 The doors wide open fling, 
 Enter ye nations that obey 
 The statutes of your King. 
 
 4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys, 
 
 And live in perfect peace ; 
 You that have known Jehovah's name, 
 And ventured on his grace. 
 
 HYMN 376. L. M. 
 
 1 T3 OUGHT with the Saviour's precious blood, 
 J3 Thy church, O God, has firmly stood; 
 Thy word obeyed, thy precepts loved, 
 
 Thy power and faithfulness has proved. 
 
 2 Built on the rock, secure she stands, 
 Like some tall cliff in distant lands ; 
 Though winds and tempests round her fly, 
 Their furious rage she dares defy. 
 
216 THE GOSPEL AND ITS BLESSINGS. 
 
 3 When hosts of foes against her came, 
 Regardless of thy powerful name, 
 Thine arm, O Lord, salvation wrought 
 For them who thy protection sought. 
 
 4 " What hath God wrought ?" may Zion sing. 
 And shout aloud her conquering King : 
 Her enemies before her fall, 
 
 And God in Christ is all in all. 
 
 HYMN 377. C. M. 
 
 1 "VITHAT slavish fears molest my mind, 
 
 ? V And vex my sickly soul; 
 How is it, Lord, that thou art kind, 
 And yet I am not whole ? 
 
 2 Ah! why should unbelief and pride, 
 
 With all their hellish train, 
 Still in my ransomed soul abide, 
 And give me all this pain ? 
 
 3 Thy word is past, thy promise made, 
 
 With pow'r it came from heaven ; 
 Cheer up, desponding soul, it said, 
 Thy sins are all forgiven. 
 
 4 Behold, I make thy cause my own ; 
 
 I bought thee with my blood : 
 Thy wicked works on me be thrown, 
 And I will work thy good. 
 
 5 I am thy God, thy guide till death, 
 
 Thine everlasting friend : 
 On me for love, for works, for faith, 
 On me for all depend. 
 
 HYMN 378. L. M. 
 
 1 rTlHOU only sov'reign of my heart, 
 JL My refuge, my Almighty friend — 
 And can my soul from thee depart, 
 On whom alone my hopes depend ! 
 
SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 2 Eternal life thy words impart, 
 
 On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
 Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
 Than all the round of nature gives. 
 
 3 Thy name my inmost powers adore, 
 
 Thou art my life, my joy, my care : 
 Depart from thee — 'tis death — 'tis more, 
 'Tis endiess ruin, deep despair ! 
 
 1 rTIO distant lands thy gospel send, 
 
 X And thus thy empire wide extend; 
 
 To Gentile, Turk, and stubborn Jew, 
 Thou King of grace ! salvation show. 
 
 2 Where'er thy sun, or light arise, 
 Thy name, O God ! immortalize : 
 May nations yet unborn confess, 
 Thy wisdom, power, and righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 380. C. M. 
 
 1 J/l ATHER, is not thy promise pledged 
 JC To thine exalted Son, 
 
 That through the nations of the earth 
 Thy word of life shall run! 
 
 2 "Ask, and I'll give the heathen lands 
 
 For thine inheritance, 
 And to the world's remotest shores 
 Thine empire shall advance." 
 
 3 Hast thou not said the blinded Jews 
 
 Shall their Redeemer own, 
 While Gentiles to his standard crowd, 
 And bow hefore his throne ! 
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 SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 
 
 HYMN 379. L. M. 
 
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 4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, 
 Under th' expanse of heaven, 
 To the dominion of thy Son, 
 Without exemption given. 
 
 HYMN 381. S. M. 
 
 1 V/ftl messengers of Christ, 
 
 JL His sovereign 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 promised 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 depraved 
 Of Adam's numerous race. 
 
 HYMN 382. L. M. 
 
 1 REAT God ! whom heaven, and earth and 
 \T sea, 
 
 With all their countless hosts obey ; 
 Upheld by whom the nations stand, 
 And empires fall at thy command ! 
 
 2 Beneath thy long suspended ire, 
 Let every anti-Christ expire; 
 
 Thy knoweldge spread from sea to sea, 
 And every nation bow to thee. 
 
 3 Lord, show thyself the Prince of peace ; 
 Make every hostile effort cease ; 
 
 All with thy sacred love inspire, 
 And burn the chariots in the fire. 
 
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 4 In sunder break each warlike spear, 
 Let all the Saviour's livery wear ; 
 The universal Sabbath prove, 
 The utmost rest of Christian love ! 
 
 HYMN 383. C. M. 
 
 1 J ORD send thy word and let it fly, 
 .1 A Armed with thy Spirit's pow T er, 
 Ten thousand shall confess its sway, 
 
 And bless the saving hour. 
 
 2 Beneath the influence of thy grace, 
 
 The barren wastes shall rise, 
 With sudden greens and fruits arrayed, 
 A blooming Paradise. 
 
 3 True holiness shall strike its root, 
 
 In each regenerate heart ; 
 Shall in a growth divine arise, 
 And heavenly fruits impart. 
 
 4 Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch 
 
 Her wings from shore to shore ; 
 No trump shall rouse the rage of war, 
 Nor murderous cannon roar. 
 
 HYMN 384. L. M. 
 
 1 fJ RIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze, 
 J3 Vast as the blessings he conveys ; 
 Wide as his reign from pole to pole, 
 And permanent as his control. 
 
 2 So, Jesus, let thy kingdom come, 
 Then sin and hell's terrific gloom 
 Shall, at his brightness, flee away, 
 The dawn of an eternal day. 
 
 3 Then shall the heathen, filled with awe, 
 Learn the blest knowledge of thy law ; 
 And anti-Christs, on ev'ry shore, 
 
 Fall from their thrones to rise no more. 
 
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 4 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet, 
 In pure devotion at thy feet; 
 And earth shall yield thee, as thy due, 
 Her fulness and her glory too. 
 
 HYMN 385. P. M. 
 
 1 THATHER of faithful Abram, hear 
 
 Jl Our earnest suit for Abram's seed; 
 Justly they claim the softest prayer 
 
 From us, adopted in their stead, 
 Who mercy through their fall obtain, 
 And Christ by their rejection gain. 
 
 2 Outcast from thee and scattered wide, 
 
 Through ev'ry nation under heaven, 
 Blaspheming whom they crucified, 
 
 Unsaved, unpitied, unforgiven ; 
 Branded like Cain, they bear their load, 
 Abhorred of men, and cursed of God. 
 
 3 But come, thou great Deliverer, come, 
 
 The veil from Jacob's heart remove, 
 Receive thy ancient people home, 
 
 That, quickened by thy dying love, 
 The world may their reception view, 
 And shout to God the glory due. 
 
 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 EXULTATION. 
 
 HYMN 386. L, M. 
 
 1 A WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 A And sing thy great Redeemer's praise 
 He justly claims a song from me, 
 His loving kindness, O how free ! 
 
EXULTATION. 
 
 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
 Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
 He saved me from my lost estate, 
 His loving kindness, 0 how great ! 
 
 3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood, 
 His loving kindness, O how good ! 
 
 4 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart ; 
 But though I have him oft forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 
 O may my last expiring breath 
 
 His loving kindness sing in death. 
 
 HYMN 387. L. M. 
 
 1 CJTAND up my soul, shake off thy fears, 
 k3 And gird the gospel armour on ; 
 March to the gates of endless joy, 
 
 Where thy great Captain-Saviour's gone. 
 
 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, 
 
 But hell and sin are vanquished foes, • 
 Thy Jesus nailed them to his cross, 
 And sung the triumph when he rose. 
 
 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 
 
 Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
 There peace and joy eternal reign, 
 
 And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 
 
 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
 
 And triumph in Almighty grace, 
 While all the armies of the sides 
 Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 
 
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 HYMN 388. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 /^OME thou fount of ev'ry blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing 
 Call for songs of loudest praise. 
 
 2 Here I raise my ebenezer, 
 
 Hither by thy help I'm come, 
 Trusting, Lord, by thy good pleasure, 
 Safely to arrive at home. 
 
 3 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger, 
 Interposed his precious blood. 
 
 4 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to thee : 
 
 5 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 for thy courts above. 
 
 HYMN 389. L. M. 
 
 1 |V| Y rising soul with strong desires, 
 IfJL To perfect happiness aspires ! 
 With steady steps would tread the road 
 That leads to heaven — that leads to God. 
 
 2 I thirst to drink un mingled love 
 From the pure fountain-head above : 
 My dearest Lord I Ions: to be 
 Emptied of sin and full of thee. 
 
 3 For thee I pant, for thee I burn ; 
 Art thou withdrawn ? again return, 
 Nor let me be the first to say, 
 
 Thou wilt not hear when sinners pray. 
 
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 HYMN 390. L. M. 
 
 1 TVfOW let our souls on wings sublime, 
 J_ 1 Rise from the vanities of time ; 
 Draw back the parting veil, and see 
 The glories of eternity. 
 
 2 Born by a new celestial birth, 
 
 Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
 Why grasp at transitory toys, 
 So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 
 
 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
 When we are walking back to God ? 
 For strangers into life we come, 
 And dying is but going home. 
 
 4 Welcome sweet hour of full discharge, 
 That sets our longing souls at large, 
 Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell, 
 And gives us with our God to dwell. 
 
 5 To dwell with Gad, to feel his love, 
 Is the full heaven enjoyed above ; 
 And the sweet expectation now, 
 
 Is the young dawn of heaven below. 
 
 HYMN 391. L. M. 
 
 1 A LL Giorious God what hymns of praise 
 J\. Shall our transported voices raise ! 
 What ardent love and zeal are due, 
 
 While heaven stands open to our view ! 
 
 2 Once we were fallen, and O how low ! 
 Just on the brink of endless wo ; 
 When Jesus, from the realms above, 
 Borne on the wings of boundless love, 
 
 3 Scattered the shades of death and night, 
 And spread around his heavenly light! 
 By him what wondrous grace is show T n 
 To souls impoverished and undone ! 
 
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 4 He shows, beyond these mortal shores, 
 A bright inheritance as ours; 
 Where saints in light our coming wait, 
 To share their holy, happy state ! 
 
 HYMN 392. S. M. 
 
 1 RACE ! 'tis a charming sound ! 
 vJT Harmonious to the ear ! 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contrived a 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. 
 
 HYMN 393. C. M. 
 
 1 CJ ALVATION ! oh, the joyful sound ! 
 k5 'Tis music to our ears ; 
 
 A sov'reign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we are raised by grace divine 
 To see the gospel-day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around; 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
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 HYMN 394. L. M, 
 
 1 O LESS, 0 my soul, the living God ; 
 
 J3 Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; 
 Let all the powers within me join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, 0 my soul, the God of grace : 
 His favors claim thy highest praise : 
 Why should the wonders he hath wrought 
 Be lost in silence, and forgot? 
 
 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 
 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
 He owns the ransom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 The vices of the mind he heals, 
 
 And cures the pains that nature feels, 
 Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
 Our wasting lives from threatening graves. 
 
 HYMN 395. P. M. 
 
 1 T ET Zion rejoice, and exultingly sing 
 JLj An anthem of praise unto Jesus her king : 
 Ye blood redeemed sinners, come join the sweet 
 
 lay 
 
 For Jesus, Jehovah, hates putting away. 
 
 2 In Jove everlasting betrothed to his bride, 
 This union eternal can ne'er be untied, 
 Nor ever be broken, wax old, and decay, 
 For Jesus the Saviour hates putting away. 
 
 3 When man by transgression from Eden was 
 
 drove, 
 
 This fair one he loved with immutable love; 
 Though sin there abounded, yet grace bore the 
 sway, 
 
 For Jesus hates putting his fair one away. 
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 4 When captive by Satan, all praises to God, 
 Her ransom he paid with his own precious blood, 
 Her sins were all sunk in the depth of the sea, 
 And love everlasting hates putting away. 
 
 5 Then sing unto Jesus, the fountain of grace, 
 Ten thousand hosannas, ye blood redeem'd race, 
 Let loud acclamations of praise crown the day, 
 For Jesus hates putting the vilest away. 
 
 HYMJV 396. C. M. 
 
 1 TTAIL, mighty Jesus ; how divine 
 JLjL Is thy victorious sword ! 
 
 The stoutest rebel must resign, 
 At thy commanding word. 
 
 2 Deep are the wounds thy arrows give 
 
 They pierce the hardest heart : 
 Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, 
 And joy succeeds the smart. 
 
 3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh, 
 
 Ride with majestic sway : 
 Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, 
 And make thy foes obey. 
 
 4 And when thy vict'ries are complete; 
 
 When all the chosen race 
 Shall round the throne of glory meet, 
 To sing thy conqu'ring grace; 
 
 5 O may my humble soul be found 
 
 Among that favoured band I 
 And I with them, thy praise will sound 
 Throughout Immanuel's land. 
 
 HYMN 397. C. M. 
 
 1 Jk LL hail ! the blissful aera's come ! 
 _/\_ Let songs immortal rise ! 
 Salvation free salutes our ears, 
 And light divine our eyes. 
 
EXULTATION. 
 
 2 The gospel brings a sov'reign balm 
 
 To ev'ry wounded soul; 
 Restores the dying man to life, 
 And makes the sinner whole. 
 
 3 What kings and prophets wished to see, 
 
 And waited long to prove ! 
 With eestacy our souls embrace, 
 While we adore and love. 
 
 4 Behold the poor, the sick, the blind, 
 
 Have riches, health and sight! 
 Where mental darkness veiled the mind, 
 Behold celestial light ! 
 
 5 While these glad tidings are revealed, 
 
 May sinners hear and live ; 
 Welcome the blessings, and with joy 
 To God the glory give ! 
 
 HYMN 398. L. M. 
 
 1 '\/ r E sons of men, with joy record 
 
 JL The various wonders of the Lord; 
 And let his power and goodness sound 
 Through all your tribes the earth around. 
 
 2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, 
 Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; 
 Where sun and moon and planets roll, 
 And stars that glow from pole to pole. 
 
 3 But O ! that brighter world above, 
 Where lives and reigns incarnate love ! 
 God's only Son in flesh arrayed, 
 
 For man a bleeding victim made. 
 
 4 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar; 
 There in the land of praise adore ; 
 The theme demands an angel's lay, 
 Demands an everlasting day. 
 
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 HYMN 399. C. M. 
 
 1 TTURM as the earth thy gospel stands, 
 Jl My Lord, ray hope, my trust ; 
 
 If I am found in Jesus' hands, 
 My soul can ne'er be lost. 
 
 2 His honour is engaged to save 
 
 The weakest of his sheep ; 
 All that his heavenly Father gave 
 His hands securely keep. 
 
 3 Nor death, nor hell, shall e'er remove 
 
 His fav'rites from his breast ; 
 In the dear bosom of his love 
 They must forever rest. 
 
 HYMN 400. C. M. 
 
 1 T71ROM thee, my God, my joys shall rii 
 JL And run eternal rounds, 
 
 Beyond the limits of the skies, 
 And all created bounds. 
 
 2 The holy triumphs of my soul, 
 
 Shall death itself outbrave ; 
 Leave dull mortality behind, 
 And fly beyond the grave. 
 
 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns, 
 
 In heaven's unmeasured space, 
 I'll spend a long eternity 
 In pleasure and in praise. 
 
 4 Sweet Jesus ! every smile of thine 
 
 Shall fresh endearments bring; 
 And thousand tastes of new delight 
 From all thy graces spring. 
 
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 COMMON EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN" 401. 8s 6 & 8s 6. 
 
 1 A LL those who place their hope in God, 
 ./jL Shall find in him a sure abode, 
 
 For he's a God of love : 
 And though disasters on us come, 
 We all shall safely reach our home, — 
 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
 2 With this eternal home in view, 
 We'll thitherward with speed pursue, 
 
 As it doth us behove : 
 We also will by day and night, 
 Strive hard to keep within our sight, — 
 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
 3 And though we meet with outward foes, 
 And suffer much from inward woes, 
 
 While here on earth we rove : 
 Yet God at last with his own hand, 
 Will take us to that happy land, — 
 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
 4 Let us then all aloud rejoice, 
 
 And with one heart and mind and voice, 
 
 Sing as along we move : 
 For we assuredly shall soon, 
 Arrive at that eternal noon, — 
 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
 5 And there we'll endless anthems sing, 
 And see without a veil our King, 
 
 Upon a throne of love : 
 And feel we shall his truth and grace, 
 And much admire our resting place, — 
 
 Jerusalem above. 
 
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 HYMI 402. L. M. 
 
 1 TMj Y soul, in haste, in haste arise, 
 
 Jj JL And gaze with wonder and surprise 
 On what our Father God hath done 
 For sinful men through Christ his Son. 
 
 2 It was for them he first set up 
 
 His Son that there might yet be hope; 
 Though by the law condemned they were, 
 And all around was dark despair. 
 
 3 At length, by tender pity moved, 
 The Father sent the Son he loved, 
 And on him laid that mighty load 
 Which none could manage but a God. 
 
 4 The Son his Father's will obeyed, 
 And for us he a curse was made ; 
 
 And while he our sad cause maintained, 
 He his own honour well sustained. 
 
 5 Thus mercy's stream, both deep and wide, 
 A passage found through his dear side, 
 Who here received reproach and scorn, 
 And on a gibbet hung forlorn. 
 
 PART 2. 403. L. M. 
 
 1 1VFY soul, was ever love like this, 
 ItJL That mercy from the fields of bliss 
 Should visit this poor little globe, 
 
 And deck thee fine with its own robe ? 
 
 2 In praise, my soul, lift up thy voice, 
 And in thy maker-God rejoice, 
 
 For mercy in one constant flow 
 
 Can dweil with men now here below. 
 
 3 And where this mercy spreads its balm, 
 The mind becomes serene and calm, 
 And soars aloft on wings sublime, 
 And warbles sonnets all divine. 
 
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 4 And much these sonnets are admired 
 By all whom mercy hath inspired, 
 And brought them to obey its nod, 
 
 And made them kings and priests to God. 
 
 5 And who indeed can well conceal 
 The pleasing raptures which they feel, 
 When through their panting thirsty souls, 
 The tide of mercy sweetly rolls ? 
 
 G They will and must of mercy sing, 
 And then in haste their laurels bring, 
 And place them at the Saviour's feet, 
 And then once more their songs repeat. 
 
 PART 3. 404. L. M. 
 
 1 rjlHUS men when under mercy's sway, 
 
 JL Can sing all through the live-long day, 
 And spread abroad what God hath done, 
 By means of mercy through his Son. 
 
 2 O happy men, ye men of grace, 
 Who can the streams of mercy trace 
 Up to the fount from whence they flow 
 To dying mortals here below. 
 
 3 And may these streams of comfort glide 
 Round Zion's borders far and wide ; 
 And also may their boundless w 7 orth 
 
 Be known to men through all the earth. 
 
 4 And then will songs of joy abound, 
 
 And spread throughout ImmanuePs ground ; 
 And praises sound from every coast 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 HYMN 405. C. M. 
 
 1 OALVATION! what a glorious plan; 
 k3 How suited to our need ! 
 The grace that raises fallen man, 
 Is wonderful indeed! 
 
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 2 'Twas wisdom formed the vast design, 
 
 To ransom us when lost ; 
 And love's unfathomable mine 
 Provided all the cost. 
 
 3 Truth, wisdom, justice, power and love, 
 
 In all their glory shone, 
 When Jesus left the courts above, 
 And died to save his own. 
 
 4 Truth, wisdom, justice, power and love, 
 
 Are equalty displayed; 
 Now Jesus reigns enthroned above, 
 Our advocate and head. 
 
 HYMN 406. C. M. 
 
 1 1VTY God, my portion and my love, 
 J_tJL My everlasting all, 
 
 I've none but thee in heaven above, 
 Nor on this earthly ball. 
 
 2 What empty things are all the skies, 
 
 And this inferior clod! 
 There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
 There's nothing like my God. 
 
 3 In vain the bright, the burning sun 
 
 Scatters his feeble light: 
 Thy cheering beams create my noon, 
 If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 
 
 4 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 
 
 And grasp in all the shore; 
 Grant me the visits of thy face, 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 HYMN 407. C. M. 
 
 1 C[EE Aaron, God's anointed priest, 
 k3 Within the veil appear, 
 In robes of mystic meaning drest, 
 Presenting Israel's prayer. 
 
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 2 The plate of gold which crowns his brows, 
 
 His holiness describes ; 
 His breast displays in shining rows, 
 The names of all the tribes. 
 
 3 Through him the eye of faith descries 
 
 A greater priest than he ; 
 A Jesus, who above the skies 
 Remembers you and me. 
 
 4 In him my weary soul has rest, 
 
 Though I am weak and vile ; 
 I read my name upon his breast, 
 And see the Father smile. 
 
 HYMN 408. L. If. 
 
 1 God's great love, ere time began, 
 VJ^ His thoughts of peace to rebel man, 
 Let Zion sing, nor e'er refrain, 
 
 To aid the sweet immortal strain. 
 
 2 His sons elect, he knows them well, 
 Nor less beloved when Adam fell ; 
 Bound in life's bundle, called his own, 
 As sons of peace to him foreknown. 
 
 3 Then, O believer, cease to mourn, 
 Return unto thy rest, return ; 
 Indulge no more thy grief and wo, 
 His thoughts of peace eternal flow. 
 
 4 Wake then, my soul, thy God to praise, 
 In all thy sweetest, noblest lays ; 
 
 No seraph's song should rival thine, 
 A sinner saved by grace divine. 
 
 HYMN 409. L. M. 
 
 1 "^"^TTflO shall the Lord's elect condemn? 
 V V 'Tis God that justifies their souls ; 
 And mercy, like a mighty stream, 
 
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 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 3 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 
 
 'Tis Christ that suffered in their stead; 
 And the salvation to fulfil, 
 
 Behold him rising from the dead! 
 
 3 He lives ! he lives, and sits above 
 
 For ever interceding there : 
 Who shall divide us from his love? 
 Or what shall tempt us to despair? 
 
 4 Not all that men on earth can do, 
 
 Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
 Shall cause his mercy to remove, 
 From the dear objects of his love. 
 
 HYMN 410. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 DLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
 J3 The gladly solemn sound ! 
 Let all the nations know, 
 
 To earth's remotest bound ; 
 The year of jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 2 Ye, who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back, unbought, 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love ; 
 The year of jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 3 The gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of pard'ning grace ; 
 Ye happy souls, draw near, 
 
 Behold your Saviour's face : 
 The year of jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
 4 Jesus our great High Priest 
 
 Has full atonement made: 
 Ye weary spirits, rest ; 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad ! 
 The year of jubilee is come, 
 Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
 
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 HYMN 411. CM. 
 
 1 AH! when with saints, where Jesus reigns, 
 J\. My soul hath found a place, 
 
 I'll sing in loud exalted strains, 
 A song of boundless grace. 
 
 2 Nor will my pleasure, peace and joy, 
 
 In that eternal noon, 
 Become extinct, decay or cloy, 
 But e'er maintain their bloom. 
 
 3 There darksome clouds are never seen 
 
 To veil the happy mind ; 
 But all is light, and all serene, 
 And God profusely kind. 
 
 4 Not plagued and vexed, with sin and care, 
 
 As is the case below ; 
 But undisturbed when seated there, 
 And nought but pleasure know. 
 
 HYMN 412. C. M. 
 
 1 T O ! now is heard the heavenly dove, 
 JlJ The sacred turtle's voice ; 
 
 The joyful sound of grace and love 
 Makes drooping hearts rejoice. 
 
 2 Resounding echoes through the plain 
 
 From all my little doves, 
 That in the valleys, mourn amain, 
 Melodious music proves. 
 
 3 As loving friends, long distant, do 
 Most joyful meet their wish, 
 
 Whose sorrows during absence, now 
 Dissolving, bleed afresh. 
 
 4 Sweet sounds, alluring all that list, 
 
 Are heard on every hand, 
 Around the field that I have blest, 
 And styled Immanuel's land. 
 
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 HYMN 413. 7s. 
 
 1 ^rjllS a point I long to know, 
 
 JL Oft it causes anxious thought ; 
 Do I love the Lord or no? 
 Am I his or am I not? 
 
 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 
 Ev'ry trifle give me pain, 
 If I new a Saviour's love ? 
 
 4 Lord decide the doubtful case ! 
 
 Thou who art thy people's sun; 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 5 Let me love thee more and more, 
 
 If I love at all, 1 pray ; 
 If I have not loved before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 HYMIST 414. C. M. 
 
 1 /"^ RANT, Lord, my name engraved may be 
 Hjff" Upon thy heart and breast; 
 
 And so insure thy love to me, 
 My glorious God and priest. 
 
 2 O set me steadfast as a seal 
 
 Upon thine arm divine, 
 And by confirming marks reveal 
 Thy mighty love is mine. 
 
 3 Grant also, Lord, my love to thee 
 
 May firmly be imprest; 
 And let thy name my signet be 
 Deep stamped upon my breast. 
 
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 4 Come dearest Lord and rest within 
 My arms of faith and love ; 
 I charge myself, my heart, my sin, 
 Not once to stir or move. 
 
 HYMN 415. L. M. 
 
 1 ^npWIXT Jesus and the chosen race 
 
 JL Subsists a bond of sovereign grace, 
 That hell with its infernal train, 
 Shall ne'er dissolve or rend in twain. 
 
 2 This sacred bond shall never break. 
 Though earth should to her centre shake ; 
 Rest, doubting saint, assured of this, 
 For God has pledged his holiness. 
 
 3 He swore but once, the deed was done, 
 'Twas settled by the great Three-One; 
 Christ w T as appointed to redeem 
 
 All that the Father loved in him. 
 
 4 Hail, sacred union, firm and strong, 
 How great the grace, how sweet the song, 
 That rebel worms should ever be 
 
 One with Incarnate Deity! 
 
 1 OME, saints, and sing in sweet accord, 
 
 The cov'nant made with David's Lord, 
 In all things ordered well. 
 
 2 This cov'nant stood ere time began, 
 
 That God with men might dwell; 
 Eternal wisdom drew the plan, 
 In all things ordered well. 
 
 3 Ere Adam stretched his hand to take 
 
 That fruit by which he fell, 
 This cov'nant stood for Jesus' sake, 
 In all things ordered well. 
 
 HYMN 416. C. M, 
 
 Nor let your sorrows swell ; 
 
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 4 'Twas made with Jesus for his bride, 
 Before the sinner fell ; 
 'Twas signed and sealed and ratified, 
 In all things ordered well. 
 
 HYMJST 417. L. M. 
 
 1 T"T7"HEN Jacob's tribes with travel faint, 
 
 v V Had uttered rash and pert complaint, 
 Some fiery serpents nip'd their pride, 
 And some were stung and many died. 
 
 2 Right humbly now they raise a cry, 
 And see a serpent reared on high ; 
 A snake of brass upon a pole, 
 And all who give a look are whole. 
 
 3 A most mysterious cure is wrought, 
 Like what the cross of Christ has brought ; 
 A look of faith in both we find, 
 
 One heals the flesh and one the mind. 
 
 HYMJST 418. 2 8s&6. 
 
 1 A BEGGAR poor had lost his eyes, 
 XJL And unto Jesus Christ applies 
 
 With loud and fervent prayer; 
 Though charged much to hold his peace, 
 He louder begs for Jesus' grace, 
 
 And Jesus lends an ear. 
 
 2 Art thou arrived at Jesus' door, 
 Exceeding blind, exceeding, poor, 
 
 And mighty wretched too ? 
 Fear not, he loves a beggar's knock, 
 And softly says, at ev'ry stroke, 
 
 What wilt thou have me do? 
 
 3 However sad be our complaint, 
 Or blind or lame, or sick or faint, 
 
 To Jesus we may go ; 
 And when we raise a faithful cry, 
 His mercy drops a sweet reply, 
 
 What wilt thou have me do ? 
 
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 4 Well, since the Saviour is so free, 
 Two eyes I beg' that well can see, 
 
 And tongue that well can pray; 
 A loving heart well washed from sin, 
 With hands that bounteous are and clean. 
 
 And feet that will not stray. 
 
 HYMN 419. C. M. 
 
 1 11/1 Y business lies at wisdom's gate, 
 J_yJL Where needy sinners come, 
 And here I cry, and here I wait 
 
 For mercy's falling crumb. 
 
 2 My Lord, I hear, the hungry feeds, 
 
 And cheereth souls distrest; 
 He loves to bind up broken reeds, 
 And heal a bleeding breast. 
 
 3 Supplies of ev'ry grace I want, 
 
 And each day want supply ; 
 And if no grace the Lord will grant, 
 I must lay down and die. 
 
 4 But oh I my Lord, such news shall ne'er 
 
 Be told in Zion's street, 
 That some poor soul fell in despair, 
 And died at Jesus' feet. 
 
 HYMN 420. C. M. 
 
 1 "OEFORE the sun, the fount of light, 
 JD A single round had run ; 
 
 God's church was present in his sight, 
 As chosen in his Son. 
 
 2 And ere the seed of sin was sown 
 
 In Adam or his bride ; 
 To God the remedy was known, 
 For Christ was by his side. 
 
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 3 And when the holy law was broke, 
 
 And Adam justly feared, 
 And sought to shun the threatened stroke, 
 A promise soon appeared. 
 
 4 "The woman's son, or seed shall break, 
 
 The subtle serpent's head;" 
 Sweet promise this, for God to make, 
 In such a time of need. 
 
 5 This promised seed at length was seen, 
 
 In human form on earth ; 
 Was born of parents, low and mean, 
 And deemed of little worth ! 
 
 HYMN 421. P. M. 
 
 1 T^THEN Adam by transgression fell, 
 
 V V And conscious fled his Maker's face, 
 Linked in clandestine league with hell, . 
 
 He ruined all his future race : 
 The seed of evil once brought in, 
 Increased, and filled the world with sin. 
 
 2 This lurking leaven ferments the mass; 
 
 All nature's sick; creation's spoiled; 
 Each sin-infected sire, alas! 
 
 Begets a sin-infected child: 
 Thus propagation spreads the curse, 
 And man born bad, grows worse and worse. 
 
 3 But lo! the second Adam came, 
 
 The serpent's subtle head to bruise ; 
 He cancels his malicious claim, 
 
 And disappoints his dev'lish views: 
 Ransoms poor pris'ners with his blood, 
 And brings the sinner back to God. 
 
 HYMN 422. L. M. 
 
 1 nnHERE is a period known to God, 
 
 JL When all his sheep, redeemed by blood, 
 Shall leave the hateful ways of sin, 
 Turn to the fold and enter in. 
 
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 At peace with hell, with God at war, 
 In sin's dark maze they wander far; 
 Indulge their last, and still go on* 
 As far from God as sheep can run. 
 
 But see how heaven's indulgent care 
 Attends their wand'rings here and there ; 
 Still hard at heel, where'er they stray, 
 With pricking thorns to hedge their way. 
 
 Glory to God, they ne'er shall rove 
 Beyond the limits of his love; 
 Fenced with Jehovah's shalls and wills,' 
 Firm as the everlasting hills. 
 
 Th' appointed time rolls on apace, 
 Not to propose, but call by grace ; 
 To change the heart, renew the will, 
 And turn the feet to Zion's hill. 
 
 HYMN 423. P. M. 
 
 TT7HY thus cast down, my soul ? 
 f f Why dost thou yield to fear, 
 And ponder o'er the roll 
 
 Of guilt and darkness here ? 
 Shake off thy grief, and soar above. 
 There's sure relief in sov'reign love. 
 
 Why do I thus complain 
 
 And bow my drooping head ? 
 
 Cheer up, my soul, again, 
 Thy Saviour is not dead : 
 
 Jesus, thy Lord, is still the same ; 
 
 Believe his word, and trust his name. 
 
 Why should distressing thoughts, 
 Why should distracting cares, 
 
 Still aggravate thy faults, 
 And urge thy flowing tears ? 
 
 No longer fight against his rod ; 
 
 But still delight and hope in God. 
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 HYMN 424. C. M. 
 
 1 /^kUT of the depths of long distress, 
 \<J The borders of despair, 
 
 I sent my cries to seek thy grace, 
 My groans to move thine ear. 
 
 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, 
 
 And thine impartial hand, 
 Mark and revenge iniquity, 
 No mortal flesh could stand. 
 
 3 But there are pardons with my God 
 
 For crimes of high degree ; 
 And they come freely through Christ's blood, 
 To draw us near to thee. 
 
 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord — 
 
 With strong desires I wait; 
 My soul, invited by thy word, 
 Stands watching at thy gate. 
 
 5 In God the Lord let Israel trust, 
 
 O sinners, seek his face ; 
 The Lord is good, as well as just, 
 And plenteous is his grace. 
 
 HYMN 425. 8s. 
 
 1 TT7HEN on my beloved I gaze, 
 
 f f So dazzling his beauties appear, 
 His charms so transcendently blaze, 
 The sight is too melting to bear ! 
 
 2 When from my own vileness I turn 
 
 To Jesus, exposed on the tree, 
 With shame and with wonder I bum, 
 To think what he suffered for me. 
 
 3 My sins, oh how black they appear, 
 
 When in that dear bosom they meet ; 
 Those sins where the nails and the spear, 
 That wounded his hands and his feet. 
 
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 4 'Twas justice that wreathed for his head 
 
 The thorns that encircled it round ; 
 Thy temples, Immanuel, bled,. 
 That mine might with glory be crowned 
 
 5 The wonderful love of his heart, 
 
 Where he has recorded my name, 
 On earth can be known but in part, 
 Heaven only can bear the full flame. 
 
 6 In rivers of sorrow it flowed, 
 
 And flowed in those rivers for me; 
 My sins are all drowned in his blood; 
 My soul is both happy and free. 
 
 HYMN 426. C. M. 
 
 1 TJ3ELIEVERS own they are but blind ; 
 JD They know themselves unwise; 
 But wisdom in the Lord they find, 
 
 Who opens all their eyes. 
 
 2 Unrighteous are they all when tried ; 
 
 But God himself declares 
 In Jesus they are justified ; 
 His righteousness is theirs. 
 
 3 That we're unholy needs no proof; 
 
 We sorely feel the fall : 
 But Christ has holiness enough 
 To sanctify us all. 
 
 4 Exposed by sin to God's just wrath, 
 
 We look to Christ, and view 
 Redemption in his blood by faith, 
 And full redemption too. 
 
 5 Oh ! could we but with clearer eyes 
 
 His excellencies trace, 
 Could we his person learn to prize, 
 We more should prize his grace. 
 
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 HYMN 427. L. M. 
 
 1 fTlHE cross* of Jesus was and is, 
 
 JL To them that perish, foolishness; 
 But to the saint redeemed by blood, 
 The wisdom, power and grace of God. 
 
 2 No other way will God approve, 
 The curse of Sinai to remove, 
 Or shew a smiling face on thee, 
 But the dear cross of Calvary. 
 
 3 While others on a sandy base, 
 
 For heaven their expectation place; 
 The structure formed of wood and hay, 
 The storms of wrath shall sweep away. 
 
 4 Yet while in Sinai's fetters bound, 
 Self-righteous mortals will be found, 
 Striving, alas! to enter in 
 
 That gate, for ever barred by sin. 
 
 5 Not so, the soul who feels within 
 A heart replete with every sin ; 
 He to the blood of sprinkling goes, 
 Where pardon, love and mercy flows. 
 
 HYMN 428. L. M. 
 
 1 TTJTHEN Zion's sons, great God, appear, 
 
 \w In Zion's courts, for praise and prayer, 
 Then, in thy Spirit, deign to be 
 As one with those who worship thee. 
 
 2 Till thou shalt o'er the waters move, 
 'Twill but a barren season prove; 
 Lifeless and cold will be the song, 
 The preacher dull, the service long. 
 
 3 Without thy sov'reign power, O Lord, 
 No sweets the gospel can afford ; 
 
 No drops of heavenly love will fall 
 To cheer the weary, thirsty soul. 
 
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 4 Winds from the north and south awake, 
 Take of the things of Jesus, take; 
 Diffuse thy kind celestial dew, 
 
 Bring pardon, peace, and healing too. 
 
 5 Then shall we count the season dear, 
 To those who speak, or those who hear; 
 And all conspire with sweet accord, 
 
 In hymns of joy, to praise the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 429. L. M. 
 
 1 T THIRST, but not as once I did, 
 
 A The vain delights of earth to share : 
 Thy wounds, Immanuel, all forbid, 
 That I should seek my pleasures there. 
 
 2 It was the sight of thy dear cross, 
 
 First weaned my soul from earthly things ; 
 And taught me to esteem as dross, 
 The mirth of fools and pomp of kings. 
 
 3 Dear fountain of delight unknown ! 
 
 No longer sink below the brim; 
 But overflow, and pour me down, 
 A living, and life-giving stream ! 
 
 4 For sure, of all the plants that share 
 
 The notice of thy Father's eye; 
 None proves less grateful to his care, 
 Nor yields him meaner fruit than I. 
 
 HYMN 430. 7s. 
 
 1 TTARK, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
 11 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : 
 
 «* Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? 
 
 2 "I delivered thee when bound, 
 
 And, when wounded, healed thy wound; 
 Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
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 3 " Can a woman's tender care 
 Cease towards the child she bare ? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet I will remember thee. 
 
 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the height above 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of my throne shalt be, 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" 
 
 HYMN 431. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 1VTISTAKEN men may bawl 
 J-TJL Against the grace of God, 
 And threat with final fall 
 
 The purchase of his blood; 
 But, though they own the Saviour's name, 
 From him such gospel never came. 
 
 2 Shall christians be bereft 
 
 Of God's rich gift of faith, 
 And to their own will left, 
 
 And sin the sin to death ? 
 Shall any child of God be lost, 
 
 And Satan cheat the Holy Ghost ? 
 
 3 Dark unbelief and pride, 
 
 With Pharisaic zeal, 
 We lay you all aside, 
 
 And trust a surer zeal ; 
 We rest our souls on Jesus' word, 
 And give the glory to the Lord. 
 
 4 Led forth by God's free grace, 
 
 And guided in his power, 
 We reach his holy place, 
 
 And live for evermore ; 
 *Twas this place Moses had in view; 
 Of this he sang, and we sing too. 
 
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 HYMN 432. C. M. 
 
 1 TT1 RE Chaos into order moved, 
 Jl_J Or Adam's faith was tried ; 
 The everlasting covenant proved 
 
 God on his people's side. 
 
 2 With joy they recollect the day 
 
 The dear Redeemer died; 
 For saints can view the scene, and say, 
 The Lord was on their side. 
 
 3 Stopped in a mad career of sin, 
 
 For mercy they applied ; 
 O what a change took place within ! — 
 The Lord was on their side. 
 
 4 Let doubts and fears, their peace assail. 
 
 Let foes their hope deride : 
 Doubts, fears, and foes shall ne'er prevail- 
 The Lord is on their side. 
 
 5 Soon Jesus' beauties they shall view, 
 
 With all the glorified, 
 And find the sacred record true, 
 That God is on their side. 
 
 HYMN 433. C. M. 
 
 1 "V^THAT makes mistaken men afraid 
 
 f t Of sov'reign grace to preach? 
 The reason is (if truth be said) 
 Because they are so rich. 
 
 2 Why so offensive in their eyes, 
 
 Doth God's election seem? 
 Because they think themselves so wise, 
 That they have chosen him. 
 
 3 Of perseverance why so loth 
 
 Are some to speak or hear? 
 Because, as masters over sloth, 
 They vow to persevere. 
 
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 4 Whence is imputed righteousness 
 
 A point so little known ? 
 Because men think they all possess 
 Some righteousness their own. 
 
 5 Not so the poor and needy soul ; 
 
 To heaven he sends his prayer, 
 And looks to him who works the whole, 
 And seeks his treasure there. 
 
 HYMN 434. 7s. 
 
 1 TTIOREST beasts that live by prey, 
 Jl Seldom shew themselves by day; 
 But when daylight is withdrawn, 
 Then they rove and roar till dawn. 
 
 2 Who can tell the traveller's fears, 
 When their horid yells he hears ? 
 Terror almost stops his breath, 
 While each step he looks for death. 
 
 3 Thus when Jesus is in view, 
 Cheerful I my way pursue ; 
 Walking by my Saviour's light, 
 Nothing can my soul affright. 
 
 4 But when he forbears to shine, 
 Soon the traveller's case is mine ; 
 Lost, benighted, struck with dread, 
 What a painful path I tread. 
 
 5 Then my soul with terror hears 
 Worse than lions, wolves or bears, 
 Roaring loud in ev'ry part, 
 Through the forest of my heart. 
 
 HYMN 435. L. M. 
 
 1 TjlOUNTAIN of blessing, ever blessed, 
 JL Enriching all, of all possessed ; 
 By whom the whole creation's fed, 
 Give me each day my daily bread. 
 
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 2 To thee my very life I owe, 
 From thee do all my comforts flow ; 
 And ev'ry blessing which I need 
 Must from thy bounteous hand proceed. 
 
 3 Great things are not what I desire, 
 Nor dainty meat, nor rich attire ; 
 Content with little would I be, 
 That little, Lord, must come from thee. 
 
 HYMN 436. C. M. 
 
 1 TT7HEN* the poor pris'ner through a grate 
 
 V T Sees others walk at large ; 
 How does he mourn his lonely state, 
 And long for a discharge ? 
 
 2 Thus I, confined in unbelief, 
 
 My loss of freedom mourn ; 
 And spend my hours in fruitless grief, 
 Until my Lord return. 
 
 3 The beam of day which pierces through 
 
 The gloom in which I dwell, 
 Only discloses to my view, 
 The horrors of my cell. 
 
 4 Ah ! how my pensive spirit faints, 
 
 To think of former days ! 
 When I could triumph with the saints, 
 And join their songs of praise ! 
 
 5 But now my joys are all cut off, 
 
 In prison I am cast ; 
 And Satan, with a cruel scoff, 
 
 Says, "where's your God at last?" 
 
 HYMN 437. S. M. 
 
 1 TjlROM Egypt lately freed 
 Jl By the Redeemer's grace ; 
 A rough and stormy path we tread, 
 In hopes to see his face. 
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 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 2 The flesh dislikes the way, 
 
 But faith approves it well; 
 This only leads to endless day, 
 All others lead to hell. 
 
 3 The promised land of peace 
 
 Faith keeps in constant view; 
 How diff'rent from the wilderness 
 We now are passing through ! 
 
 4 Here often from our eyes 
 
 Clouds hide the light divine ; 
 There we shall have unclouded skies, 
 Our Sun will always shine. 
 
 HYMN 438. C. M. 
 
 1 npEN thousand talents once I owed, 
 
 JL And nothing had to pay ; 
 But Jesus freed me from the load, 
 And washed my debt away. 
 
 2 Yet since the Lord forgave my sin, 
 
 And blotted out my score ; 
 Much more indebted I have been, 
 Than e'er I was before. 
 
 3 My guilt is cancelled quite, I know, 
 
 And satisfaction made ; 
 But the vast debt of love I owe, 
 Can never be repaid. 
 
 4 That love of thine! thou sinner's friend! 
 
 Witness thy bleeding heart ! 
 My little all can ne'er extend 
 To pay a thousandth part. 
 
 HYMN 439. C. M. 
 
 1 fJTEAJu is that pure and heavenly flame, 
 JLa The fire of love supplies : 
 While that which often bears the name, 
 Is self in a disguise. 
 
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 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, 
 
 Can pity and forbear; 
 The false is headstrong, fierce and wild, 
 And breathes revenge and war. 
 
 3 Zeal has attained its highest aim, 
 
 Its ends is satisfied: 
 If sinners love the Saviour's name, 
 Nor seeks it ought beside. 
 
 4 But self, however well employed, 
 
 Has its own end in view; 
 And says, as boasting Jehu cried, 
 " Come see what I can do." 
 
 HYMN 440. C. M. 
 
 1 XTNCERTAIN how the way to find 
 vJ Which to salvation led ; 
 
 I listened 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 T was stupid, dead and cold, 
 Had neither joy nor song. 
 
 3 The Lord my laboring heart relieved, 
 
 And made my burden light; 
 Then for a moment I believed, 
 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 lived at ease ; 
 I wished for all my fears again, 
 To make me more like these. 
 
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 PART 2. 441. Cc M. 
 
 1 T HAD my wish, the Lord disclosed 
 A The evils of my heart, 
 
 And left my naked soul exposed 
 To Satan's fiery dart. 
 
 2 Alas ! " I now must give it up," 
 
 I cried in deep despair; 
 How could I dream of drawing hope, 
 From what I cannot bear. 
 
 3 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." 
 
 HYMN 442. 7s. 
 
 1 jnpiS the Voice of Wisdom, crying 
 
 JL To the falPn sons of men; 
 Listen, O ye sinners dying, 
 Catch the sacred accent then. 
 
 2 "In the scheme of man's salvation, 
 
 I, as Wisdom, did convene, 
 Ere the beauties of creation 
 Were from chaos rising, seen. 
 
 3 "Head elect, are Adam sinning, 
 
 Ruined all his unborn race ; 
 Of creation the beginning, 
 Full of truth, and full of grace. 
 
 4 "'Twas for them I stood convicted, 
 
 Bound by love's immortal tie, 
 Suffered all the law inflicted, 
 Did on Calv'ry's summit die. 
 
 5 "Sinners, now from Jesus roving, 
 
 Who at sov'reign mercy spurn ; 
 Jesus calls, for ever loving, 
 Once again, 'Return, return." 
 
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 HYMN 443. L. M. 
 
 1 TT7HEN darkness long has veiled my mil 
 
 W And smiling day once more appears 
 Then, my Redeemer, then I find 
 The folly of my doubts and fears. 
 
 2 Oh ! let me then at length be taught 
 
 What I am still so slow to learn ; 
 That God is love and changes not, 
 Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 
 
 3 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! 
 
 But when my faith is sharply tried, 
 I find myself a learner yet, 
 Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 
 
 4 But, O my Lord, one look from thee 
 
 Subdues the disobedient will ; 
 Drives doubt and discontent away, 
 And thy rebellious worm is still. 
 
 HYMN 444. L. M. 
 
 1 TN vain men talk of living faith, 
 
 A When all their works exhibit death ; 
 When they indulge some sinful view 
 In all they say, in all they do. 
 
 2 The true believer fears the Lord, 
 Obeys his precepts, keeps his word ; 
 Commits his works 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 the boughs rich fruit we see, 
 'Tis 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. 
 
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 HYMN 445. C. M, 
 
 1 A DORE, and tremble, for our God 
 II. Is a consuming fire : 
 
 His jealous eyes his wrath inflame 
 And raise his vengeance higher. 
 
 2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns ! 
 
 How bright his fury glows ! 
 Vast magazines of plagues and storms 
 Lie treasured for his foes. 
 
 3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees 
 
 Are forced into a flame, 
 Bat kindled, O! how fierce they blaze! 
 And rend all nature's frame. 
 
 4 At his approach the mountains flee, 
 
 And seek a watery grave ; 
 The frighted sea makes haste away, 
 And shrinks up every wave. 
 
 5 Yet, mighty God ! thy so v 'reign grace 
 
 Sits regent on the throne, 
 The refuge of thy chosen race, 
 When wrath comes rushing down. 
 
 HYMN 446. L. M. 
 
 1 Zion's glorious summit stood 
 
 \J A numerous host, redeemed by blood; 
 They hymn'd their King in strains divine ; 
 I heard the song, and strove to join. 
 
 2 Here all who suffered sword or flame, 
 For truth, or Jesus' lovely name, 
 Shout vict'ry now, and hail the Lamb, 
 And bow before the Great I am. 
 
 3 While everlasting ages roll, 
 Eternal love shall feast their soul; 
 And scenes of bliss for ever new, 
 Rise in succession to their view. 
 
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 4 O what a sweet exalted song, 
 When every tribe, and every tongue; 
 .Redeemed by blood, with Christ appear, 
 And join in one full chorus there. 
 
 5 My soul anticipates the day, 
 
 Would stretch her wings and soar away, 
 To aid the song, a palm to bear, 
 And bow, — the chief of singers there. 
 
 HYMN 447. 7s. 
 
 1 ^rj^IS the Bridegroom's voice I hear, 
 
 A With his bride divinely fair, 
 Standing round Jehovah's throne, 
 Crowned with glory, lacking none. 
 
 2 "Here am I, and those with me, 
 Zion's numerous progeny ; 
 Fruit of all the pains I bore; 
 Count them with precision o'er. 
 
 3 " None I've lost of all the race 
 Called a remnant saved by grace ; 
 None of heaven miscarried yet, 
 Bought by Calv'ry's bloody sweat. 
 
 4 "Thine by renovating grace, 
 Thine in love and faithfulness; 
 Safely kept by grace divine, 
 In eternal wedlock thine. 
 
 5 "Thine in council and decree, 
 Loved with love beyond degree ; 
 Long before their father's fall, 
 Blest in Jesus, one and all." 
 
 HYMN 448. C. M. 
 
 1 A MONGST the list of worthies found s 
 jlX. Redeemed by Jesus' blood, 
 Stands Enoch's name, a saint renowned, 
 Who walked on earth with God. 
 
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 2 Sweet was his converse with the Lamb, 
 
 Ere he the wine-press trod ; 
 By faith he saw the victim flame, 
 And humbly walked with God. 
 
 3 When night's dim mantle veiled the skies, 
 
 At peace with heaven he stood ; 
 And when he saw the morning rise, 
 He rose to walk with God. 
 
 4 This good old way, through sov'reign grace, 
 
 To hoary hairs he trod; 
 And held communion face to face, 
 He walked and talked with God. 
 
 HYMN 449. L. M. 
 
 1 "VXTHEN saint to saint, in days of old, 
 
 ¥ ▼ Their sorrows, sins, and suff'rings told, 
 Jesus, the friend of sinners dear, 
 His saints to bless was present there. 
 
 2 As members of his mystic frame, 
 Together met, to bless his name ; 
 While humbly at his throne we bow, 
 As God with us, he's present now. 
 
 3 Oh ! blest devotion, thus to meet, 
 And spread our woes at his dear feet; 
 Call him our own, in ties of blood, 
 And hold sweet fellowship with God. 
 
 4 Jesus, our peace, or shield, and sun, 
 When thou shalt draw, our feet shall run; 
 But, if thy visits thou adjourn, 
 
 We'll pray, and wish thy sweet return. 
 
 HYMN 450. L. M. 
 
 1 TSRAEL, in Egypt sore oppressed, 
 J_ Far from the promised land of rest; 
 By dire oppression forced to bow, 
 Was but a type of Israel now. 
 
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 2 While lingering ages rolled along, 
 Their toil was great, their fetters strong; 
 Yet every day's declining sun 
 Brought Israel's great deliverance on. 
 
 3 'Tis thus with Israel, now on earth, 
 Few are their days of real mirth ; 
 Their inbred lusts their souls annoy, 
 Disturb their peace, and damp their joy. 
 
 4 Though free from sin by Jesus' blood, 
 They feel their fetters and their load ; 
 In chains of guilt compelled to groan, 
 Oft seeking rest, but finding none. 
 
 5 A daily cross, a stubborn will, 
 A heart replete with every ill ; 
 Affections, prone from God to go, 
 Are bonds that only Israel know. 
 
 6 With bitter herbs, on Christ they feed, 
 And hate the sins that made him bleed, 
 Yet love his name, and long to be 
 From bonds of sin and sorrow free. 
 
 HYMN 451. C. M. 
 
 1 TN all the acts of sov'reign grace, 
 JL Jehovah can display, 
 
 Free grace alone exalted is, 
 And boasting done away. 
 
 2 Since creature-deeds can't gain the crown, 
 
 Nor purchase heaven for men; 
 Merit must sink forever down, 
 And where is boasting then ? 
 
 3 'Tis by the cross of Jesus laid, 
 
 Where sinners ought to lie ; 
 No more to lift its hateful head, 
 The grace of God to buy. 
 
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 4 But where the sov'reign grace of God 
 
 Shall set the guilty free, 
 His only hope is Jesus' blood, 
 The worst of sinners he. 
 
 5 Thus grace triumphant keeps the throne, 
 Without a rival there ; 
 
 While mercy shines in Christ alone, 
 In rays divinely clear. 
 
 HYMN 452. L. M. 
 
 HAIL, sacred day! that shall declare 
 The jewels of the Son of God ; 
 Designed to deck His crown they were, 
 Chosen of old and bought with blood. 
 
 In nature's cavern once they lay, 
 Alike defiled and fond of sin ; 
 Yet they were called the sons of day: 
 Thy free grace cov'nant took them in. 
 
 To make salvation free and full, 
 Mary shall grace thy diadem; 
 Her crimson stains are white as wool ; 
 She shines a bright distinguished gem. 
 
 HYMN 453. C. M. 
 
 TO Christ, except the Father draw, 
 No wand'ring sinner goes ; 
 So saith the written word, we know, 
 But men this truth oppose. 
 
 The drawings of the Father's grace 
 
 Work sweetly on the will; 
 Salvation in his name to place, 
 Who did the law fulfil. 
 
 3 But should the tempter this suggest, 
 "Aright you never came," 
 Or, " why should sorrows tear thy breast? 
 Thy griefs remain the same." 
 
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 4 Ten thousand blessings on his name, 
 Though hell the soul pursue : 
 To Jesus, wrong, no sinner came, 
 Whom God the Father drew. 
 
 HYMN 454. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, send me down a draught of love, 
 I 4 Or take me hence to drink above ; 
 
 Here bitter waters rill my cup, 
 
 But there all griefs are swallowed up. 
 
 2 Love here is scarce a faint desire, 
 But there it is a flaming fire ; 
 
 Joys here are drops that passing flee, 
 But there an ever flowing sea. 
 
 3 My portion here is small at best, 
 But there is everlasting rest; 
 
 My praise is now a smothered fire, 
 But then I'll sing and never tire. 
 
 4 Now dusky shadows cloud my day, 
 But then the shades will flee away ; 
 My Lord will break the dimming glass; 
 And shew his glory face to face. 
 
 HYMN 455. C. M. 
 
 1 T"¥7"HILE in the vale of vision dead, 
 
 v V The house of Israel lie ; 
 Jehovah to the prophet said, 
 Go thou and prophecy. 
 
 2 Go thou, and no vain scruples make, 
 
 Because the bones are dry ; 
 My voice shall make the dead awake ; 
 Go thou and prophecy. 
 
 3 I'll bid the bones arise and live, 
 
 To lift my name on high ; 
 Eternal life is mine to give ; 
 Go thou and prophecy. 
 
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 4 Hold Jesus to the sinner's view, 
 And there direct his eye ; 
 Yet I must give to will and do; 
 Go thou and prophecy. 
 
 HYMN 456. L. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, when I hear thy children talk, 
 ■ li (And I believe 'tis often true) 
 How with delight thy ways they walk, 
 
 And gladly thy commandments do. 
 
 2 In my own breast I look, and read 
 
 Accounts so very different there, 
 That, had I not thy blood to plead, 
 Each sight would sink me to despair. 
 
 3 Needy and naked, and unclean, 
 
 Empty of good, and full of ill; 
 A lifeless lump of loathsome sin, 
 Without the pow'r to act or will ! 
 
 4 I feel my fainting spirits droop ; 
 
 My wretched leanness I deplore; 
 Till gladdened with a gleam of hope 
 From this— the Lord hast blessed the poor. 
 
 HYMN 457. S. M. 
 
 1 AS branches from the vine, 
 
 jljL Their birth and growth receive, 
 And round the stem in friendship twine, 
 And by their union live. 
 
 2 In Christ so christians dwell, 
 
 And life from him derive ; 
 His root makes all the clusters swell, 
 And all the branches thrive. 
 
 3 In sweetest union joined, 
 
 Immanuel's name they know, 
 And view the God with man combined, 
 And feel his virtue too. 
 
COMMON EXERCISES. 
 
 4 Eternal life is given 
 
 To all his saints below; 
 A taste he sends them of his heaven, 
 While in the vale of woe. 
 
 HYMN 458. 7s. 
 
 1 TT ORD, I cannot let thee go, 
 ■ i i Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
 Do not turn away thy face, 
 Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 
 
 2 Dost thou ask me who I am ? 
 Ah, my Lord, thou know'st my name ! 
 Yet the question gives a plea 
 To support my suit with thee. 
 
 3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy ; 
 That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 
 
 4 Once a sinner near despair, 
 Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
 Mercy heard and set him free ; 
 
 ! Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5 Thou hast helped in every need, 
 This emboldens me to plead: 
 After so much mercy past, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last ? 
 
 HYM1NT 459. L. M. 
 
 1 A WAKE cur souls, away our fears, 
 xjL Let every trembling thought be gone 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road, 
 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 Who feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
262 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 3 O mighty God, thy matchless power, 
 
 Is ever new and ever young; 
 And firm endures, while endless years, 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 
 
 Believers drink a fresh supply ; 
 While such as trust their native strength, 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 HYMN 460. C. M. 
 
 1 TF unbelief's that sin accurst, 
 A Abhorred by God above, 
 Because of all opposers worst, 
 
 It fights against his love. 
 
 2 How shall a heart that doubts like mine, 
 
 Disma) r ed at every breath, 
 Pretend to Jive the life divine, 
 Or fight the fight of faith? 
 
 3 Conscience accuses from within, 
 
 And others from without; 
 I feel my soul a sink of sin, 
 And this produces doubt. 
 
 4 Such dire disorders vex my soul, 
 
 That ill engenders ill ; 
 And, when my heart I feel so foul, 
 I make it fouler still. 
 
 5 In this distress, the course I take 
 
 Is still to call and pray, 
 And wait the time when Christ shall speak, 
 And drive my foes away. 
 
 HYMJV 461. 7s. 
 
 1 T ONG, O Lord, I went astray, 
 JLi Wand'ring from the gospel-way, 
 Down a steep destructive road, 
 Far from peace, and far from God. 
 
COMMON EXERCISES. 
 
 2 Earthly good was all my aim, 
 Worldly pastime, wealth, and fame ; 
 In the path of death I trod, 
 With the giddy multitude. 
 
 8 But my Saviour pitying saw, 
 Checked me with a holy awe, 
 Dropt his collar on my neck, 
 Turned me round and drew me back. 
 
 4 Now I stand amazed to see, 
 Why the Lord should look on me, 
 Since I was a stranger poor, 
 And had slighted him before ! 
 
 5 Well, to him be ail the praise, 
 What I am, I am by grace! 
 Might I live as Enoch long, 
 Mercy shall be all my song. 
 
 HYMN 462. S. M. 
 
 1 XALT the Lord our God, 
 JlJ And worship at his feet ; 
 
 His ways are wisdom, power and truth, 
 And mercy is his seat. 
 
 2 When Israel was his church, 
 
 When Aaron was his priest, 
 When Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, 
 He gave his people rest. 
 
 3 Oft he forgave their sins, 
 
 Nor would destroy their race; 
 And oft he made his vengeance known, 
 When they abused his grace. 
 
 4 Exalt the Lord our God, 
 
 His grace is still the same ; 
 Still he's a God of holiness, 
 And jealous for his name. 
 
261 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 463. S. M. 
 
 1 fTlHOUGH void of all that's good, 
 
 JL And very, very poor, 
 Through Christ I hope to be renewed, 
 And live for evermore. 
 
 2 I view my own bad heart, 
 
 And see such evils there, 
 The sight with horror makes me start, 
 And tempts me to despair. 
 
 3 Then with a single eye 
 
 I look to Christ alone ; 
 And on his righteousness rely, 
 Though 1 myself have none. 
 
 4 By virtue of his blood 
 
 The Lord declares me clean; 
 Now serves my mind the law of God, 
 My flesh the law of sin. 
 
 HYMN 464. L. M. 
 
 1 "^7*OU must not think the question odd, 
 
 JL Which I in love propound to you : 
 What think ye of the Son of God, 
 Whom sinners once on Calvary slew ? 
 
 2 What think ye of his humble birth ? 
 
 Behold him in a manger lies, 
 Whose hand sustains the ponderous earth, 
 And spread the curtains of the skies. 
 
 3 What think ye of the name he wears 
 
 Upon his thigh, and vesture too? 
 Each one a wonderous title bears, 
 Which his eternal god-head shew. 
 
 4 What think ye of his right to give 
 
 The dying thief an heavenly throne, 
 With him in paradise to live — 
 Was e'er such power or mercy known? 
 
COMMON EXERCISES. 
 
 5 Say, christian, let him wear the crown 
 Of honour, praise, and blessing, too ; 
 He paid in blood your ransom down, 
 When he from hell deliver'd you. 
 
 HYMN 465. C. M. 
 
 1 God the spirit deigns to shew 
 VV The badness of our hearts, 
 
 Astonished at th' amazing view, 
 The soul with horror starts. 
 
 2 The dungeon, opening foul as hell, 
 
 Its loathsome stench emits : 
 And, brooding in each secret cell, 
 Some hideous monster sits. 
 
 3 Swarms of ill thoughts their bane diffuse, 
 
 Proud, envious, false, unclean ; 
 And every ransacked corner shews 
 Some unsuspected sin. 
 
 Our staggering faith gives way to doubt, 
 
 Our courage yields "to fear; 
 Shocked at the sight, we straight cry out, 
 " Can ever God dwell here?" 
 
 5 But he that shews can purge the filth, 
 Of each polluted soul; 
 Restore the putrid parts to health, 
 And purify the whole. 
 
 HYMN 466. L. M. 
 
 1 TX7HAT are possessions, fame and power 
 
 ▼ V The boasted splendor of the great ? 
 What gold, which dazzled eyes adore, 
 And seek with endless toils and sweat? 
 
 2 Express their charms, declare their use, 
 
 That we their merit may descry; 
 Tell us what good they can produce, 
 Or what important want supply ? 
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266 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 3 If, wounded with the sense of sin, 
 
 To them for pardon we should pray, 
 Will they restore our peace within, 
 And wash our guilty stains away? 
 
 4 Can they celestial life inspire, 
 
 Nature with power divine renew, 
 With pure and sacred transports fire 
 Our bosoms, and our lusts subdue? 
 
 5 Can they protect us from despair 
 
 From the dark gulf of death and hell, 
 Crown us with bliss, and throne us where 
 The just, in joys immortal dwell ? 
 
 6 Sinners, your idols we despise, 
 
 If these reliefs they cannot grant ; 
 Why should we such delusions prize, 
 And pine in everlasting want? 
 
 HYMN 467. C. M. 
 
 1 HrilLL God the sinner's mind illume, 
 
 X 'Tis dark as night within ; 
 Like Laz'rus in the dreary tomb, 
 Bound, hand and foot, by sin. 
 
 2 In ten-fold shades of night they dwell, 
 
 Without a lucid ray ; 
 Yet boast of power to leave their cell, 
 The precepts to obey. 
 
 3 Yet though in massy fetters bound, 
 
 To God's free grace a foe, 
 The gospel has a~joyful sound, 
 "Loose him, and let him go." 
 
 4 Sinners shall hear this joyful sound, 
 
 When God designs it so : 
 Grace shall beyond their sins abound ; 
 "Loose him, and let him go." { 
 
COMMON EXERCISES. 267 
 
 HYMJT 468. C. M. 
 
 1 J3ENEATH the sacred throne of God 
 J3 I saw a river rise, 
 
 The streams were peace and pard'ning blood 
 Descending from the skies. 
 
 2 Angelic minds cannot explore 
 
 This deep, unfathomed sea; 
 'Tis void of bottom, brim, or shore, 
 And lost in Deity. 
 
 S I stood amazed, and wondered when, 
 Or why this ocean rose, 
 That wafts salvation down to men, 
 His traitors and his foes. 
 
 4 That sacred flood, from Jesus' veins, 
 Was free to take away 
 A Mary's or Manasseh's stains, 
 Or sins more vile than they. 
 
 HYMN 469. C. M. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, 
 J3 Amidst his Father's throne: 
 Prepare new honours for his name, 
 
 And songs before unknown. 
 
 2 Let elders worship at his feet, 
 
 The church adore around, 
 With vials full of odours sweet, 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 3 Eternal Father ! who shall look 
 
 Into thy sacred will ? 
 Who but the Son shall take that book 
 And open every seal. 
 
 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 
 
 Be endless blessings paid ; 
 Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
 For ever on thy head. 
 
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 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 470. C. M. 
 
 1 1%/T Y dearest Lord has won my heart 
 1TJL With his melodious tongue. 
 And gives unworthy me a part 
 
 Both in his name and song. 
 
 2 He to my need his names doth suit, 
 
 As if he could not be 
 A rose and lily of repute, 
 Without adorning me. 
 
 3 His savoury titles thus made known, 
 
 In such endearing ways, 
 As warp his name within my own, 
 Provoke my heart to praise. 
 
 4 Awake, my soul, commend his grace, 
 
 And sing the living tree, 
 Who by such apples of solace 
 Commends himself to thee. 
 
 5 Above the daughters of the earth 
 
 Does he extol my name? 
 Above the sons of higher birth 
 1 will his praise proclaim. 
 
 HYMN 471. C. M. 
 
 1 l^UR God, how firm his promise stands, 
 KJ E'en when he hides his face ! 
 
 He trusts in our Redeemer's hands 
 His glory and his grace. 
 
 2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints, 
 
 Since Christ and we are one ? 
 Thy God is faithful to his saints, 
 Is faithful to his Son. 
 
 8 Beneath his smiles my heart has lived, 
 And part of heaven possessed ; 
 I praise his name for grace received, 
 And trust him for the rest. 
 
COMMON EXERCISES* 
 
 HYMN 472. L. M. 
 
 1 r~TOW oft have sin and Satan strove 
 JOL To rend my soul from thee my God 
 But everlasting is thy love, 
 
 And Jesus seals it with his blood. 
 
 2 The oath and promise of the Lord 
 
 Join to confirm the wondrous grace ; 
 Eternal power performs the word, 
 And fills all heaven with endless praise. 
 
 3 Amidst temptation sharp and long, 
 
 My soul to this dear refuge flies ; 
 Hope is my anchor firm and strong, 
 While tempests blow and billows rise. 
 
 4 The gospel bears my spirits up ; 
 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Lays the foundation for my hope, 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood. 
 
 HYMN 473. C. M. 
 
 1 IVTOT all the outward forms on earth, 
 _L i Nor rites that God has given, 
 Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 
 
 Can raise a soul to heaven. 
 
 2 The sov'reign 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, 
 
 Blows on the sons of flesh ; 
 New models all the carnal mind, 
 And forms the man afresh. 
 
 4 Our quickened souls awake, and rise, 
 
 From the long sleep of death ; 
 On heavenly things we fix our eyes, 
 And praise employs our breath. 
 
270 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMK" 474. C. M. 
 
 1 r § 1HE subject preached by zealous Paul 
 
 JL Was Christ the Lord alone; 
 'Twas on this rock he bottomed all, 
 The sure foundation stone. 
 
 2 He Jesus preached as first and last, 
 
 As God's salvation too, 
 And did all other systems blast, 
 That should another show. 
 
 3 But now as prophet, priest and king, 
 
 Who dares thus set him forth; 
 With old wives' tales the pulpits ring, 
 And themes of little worth. 
 
 4 Some Moses put in Jesus' place, 
 
 And still cry up and do ; 
 The good old wine of gospel grace 
 They mix with water too. 
 
 5 But Paul in spite of bonds and death, 
 
 And all that hell could say, 
 Still preached him with his dying breath, 
 The truth, the life, the way. 
 
 HYMN 475. 7s. 
 
 1 "FESUS, heaven's supreme delight, 
 
 Now enthroned in glory bright; 
 Fount of light, and love supreme, 
 Every prophet's darling theme. 
 
 2 Adam, offspring of the dust, 
 Saw him in the promise first; 
 Saw the tempter routed, spoiled, 
 Ruined, and for ever foiled. 
 
 3 Abel, through his blood and pain, 
 Did with God acceptance gain ; 
 While from off, the victims cry, 
 Faith to Jesus turned his eye. 
 
COMMON EXERCISES. 
 
 4 'Twas with him, as we are told, 
 Enoch walked in days of old, 
 Saw him in the flaming skies, 
 With his saints to judgment rise. 
 
 5 Moses in the bush on flame, 
 Saw him blessing on his name ! 
 Good old Jacob did as well 
 
 Of our Jesus long foretell. 
 
 PART 2. 476. 7s. 
 
 1 TN his death, Isaiah saw 
 
 J_ Honours placed upon the law ; 
 Jots and titles all obeyed, 
 Every utmost farthing paid. 
 
 2 Daniel, ere his weeks passed by, 
 Saw the great Messiah die ; 
 Justice, mercy, truth, and grace, 
 Kiss with joy each other's face. 
 
 3 David heard the chorus loud, 
 Sung by all th' angelic crowd ; 
 Lift up, lift up ! he heard them cry, 
 O ye gates, your heads on high. 
 
 4 One beheld a fountain wide, 
 Opened in his sacred side ; 
 Israel's sin to wash away, 
 Deeper than th' unfathomed sea. 
 
 5 Paul proclaimed his bleeding cross, 
 Counted all besides as dross ; 
 John beheld his glory too, 
 Sinners, full of grace for you. 
 
 6 Thus on each prophetic tongue, 
 Jesus was the sweetest song ; 
 Saints, your loud hosannas raise, 
 Sing his everlasting praise. 
 
272 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 477. C. M. 
 
 1 Zion's sacred mount I saw 
 \Jr The Lamb for sinner's slain; 
 His church redeemed from endless wo, 
 
 Composed his glorious train. 
 
 2 This virgin throng, beloved of God, 
 
 All stood around him there, 
 With garments washed in his own blood, 
 Divinely bright and fair. 
 
 3 I strove this blood-bought host to count, 
 
 Thus to my sight revealed ; 
 And found at last their full amount, 
 Was all that God had sealed. 
 
 4 They sung a song, for ever new; 
 
 And none could learn the same, 
 But ransomed slaves and sinners, who 
 From tribulation came. 
 
 5 They hymned the great, the dread I am, 
 
 Whose sacred name they wore, 
 Wish endless honours to the Lamb, 
 Till time shall be no more. 
 
 HYMN 478. L. M. 
 
 1 TX7HEN overwhelmed with doubts and fear, 
 
 VV Great God, do thou my spirit cheer ; 
 Let not mine eyes with tears be fed, 
 But to the Rock of ages led. 
 
 2 When storms of sin and sorrows beat, 
 Lead me to this divine retreat; 
 
 Thy perfect righteousness and blood, 
 My Rock, my Fortress, and my God. 
 
 3 When guilt lies heavy on my soul, 
 And waves of fierce temptation roll, 
 I'll to this Rock for shelter flee, 
 And take my refuge, Lord, in thee. 
 
SPECIAL SOUL-DISTRESS. 
 
 4 When called the vale of death to tread, 
 Then to this Rock may I be led ; 
 Nor fear to cross that gloomy sea, 
 Since thou hast tasted death for me. 
 
 HYMN 479. C. M. 
 
 1 TN all my Lord's appointed ways, 
 JL 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 leads, 
 
 I'll follow where he goes; 
 Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 3 Through duty and through trials too, 
 
 I'll go at his command; 
 Hinder me not, for I am bound 
 To our ImmanuePs land. 
 
 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 
 
 This still my cry shall be, 
 Hinder me not, come welcome death, 
 I'll gladly go with thee. 
 
 SPECIAL SOUL-DISTRESS. 
 
 HYMN 480. C. M. 
 
 1 A LAS ! my Lord, my life is gone, 
 iX My Saviour hides his face, 
 And I am left to walk alone, 
 In this dark wilderness. 
 
 I Once I enjoyed his precious love : 
 How sweetly did he smile ! 
 But oh! how painful his remove! 
 And what a tedious while ! 
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274 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 3 In vain I read, in vain I pray, 
 
 Or hear salvation's word, 
 Unless a soul-reviving ray 
 Beam from my glorious Lord. 
 
 4 Yet would I trust in him that died ! 
 
 For Jesus is his name : 
 Yet would I in his grace confide, 
 For he is still the same. 
 
 HYMN 481. L. M. 
 
 1 OHEW pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, 
 k? Let a vile helpless rebel live ; 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace? 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
 
 3 O wash my soul from every sin, 
 Make my polluted conscience clean; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
 1 must pronounce thee just in death : 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope still hov'ring round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 HYMN 482. L. M. 
 
 1 OPPRESSED with sin, a heavy load, 
 To thee I come, to thee, O God ; 
 Mercy, dear Lord, is what I need, 
 For mercy now with thee I plead. 
 
SPECIAL SOUL-DISTRESS. 
 
 2 Canst thou, O Lord, reject my plea? 
 Canst mercy thou withhold from me ? 
 Canst thou, and wilt thou deaf remain, 
 While thus before thee, I complain? 
 
 3 Lord, hast thou not a plenteous store 
 Of grace, to give to those who're poor ? 
 Well, I am poor, and vile, and base, 
 And gladly would accept thy grace. 
 
 4 And should'st thou Lord refuse to grant, 
 The blessing that I so much want; 
 
 I am resolved to seek, and wait, 
 And cry aloud at wisdom's gate. 
 
 HYMN 483. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS, my hiding-place thou art, 
 
 My rock, my refuge, and my all : 
 My mis'ries swell, O take my part; 
 In mercy save me, or I fall. 
 
 2 My soul is overwhelmed with grief, 
 
 My heart with sorrows w r ell nigh broke; 
 Haste and appoint some kind relief, 
 Or I must die beneath the stroke. 
 
 3 Leave not my drooping soul alone, 
 
 Lest I dishonour thy great name ; 
 Lest Satan mock my doleful moan, 
 And laugh exulting o'er my shame. 
 
 4 Hide me, I tremble at thy pow'r, 
 
 I fear thy rod, thou King of kings : 
 Hide me, till all thy wrath is o'er, 
 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 
 
 HYMN 484. C. M. 
 
 1 /^V GOD, how mournful is my case 1 
 \J How high my sorrows rise ! 
 Shew me again thy smiling face, 
 And hear my doleful cries. 
 
276 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 2 How great my weakness and my pain, 
 
 How far from all relief ! 
 No friend to hear my soul complain, 
 Or mitigate my grief. 
 
 3 Near to the gate of death' I lie, 
 
 And fear to enter in : 
 Hear me, O God, before I die, 
 And cheer my soul again. 
 
 4 Turn unto me thy gracious eye, 
 
 0 thou eternal God ! 
 Before I faint, before I die 
 
 Beneath thy chast'ning rod. 
 
 5 While o'er my fainting, dying dust, 
 
 The rising billows roll; 
 Help me to make thy name my trust, 
 And cheer my drooping soul. 
 
 HYMN 485. C. M. 
 
 1 T> ICHES immense are in thy hand, 
 JA Thou God in whom I trust, 
 
 In whom I live, by whom I stand, 
 Most holy, wise, and just. 
 
 2 0 how extensive is thy grace, 
 
 How rich, how full, how free! 
 The needy thou delight'st to raise, 
 I'll tell my wants to thee. 
 
 3 I want to fear thy sacred name, 
 
 1 want to love thee more, 
 
 I want to feel that heavenry flame 
 Which I have felt before. 
 
 4 I want to have my soul resigned 
 
 Submissive to thy will ; 
 I want a meek, an humble mind: 
 I want my wants to feel. 
 
SPECIAL SOUL-DISTRESS. 
 
 HYMN 486. C, M. 
 
 1 TN this extreme distress of soul 
 JL How can I but complain ! 
 
 I can no more my speech control, 
 No more from tears remain. 
 
 2 Great is my anguish, deep my grief, 
 
 O whither shall I flee ? 
 Far is my soul from all relief, 
 No help on earth I see. 
 
 3 My spirits and my strength are gone, 
 
 And I from day to day 
 Sit, quite disconsolate, alone, 
 And sigh my hours away. 
 
 4 O chase my darkness from my mind, 
 
 And raise my thoughts above, 
 That I may full salvation find 
 And celebrate thy love. 
 
 HYMN 487. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOW long, O Lord ! shall I complain, 
 XI Like one that seeks his God in vain 
 Canst thou thy face for ever hide ? 
 
 And I still pray and be denied ? 
 
 2 Shall I for ever be forgot, 
 
 As one whom thou regardest not ? 
 
 Still shall my soul thine absence mourn? 
 
 And still despair of thy return ? 
 
 3 How long shall my poor troubled breast, 
 Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed! 
 And Satan, my malicious foe, 
 
 Rejoice to see me sunk so low? 
 
 4 How wiil the powers of darkness boast, 
 If but one praying soul be lost! 
 
 But 1 have trusted in thy grace, 
 And hope again to see thy face. 
 
278 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 488. C. M. 
 
 1 TN anger, Lord, rebuke me not; 
 A Withdraw the dreadful storm : 
 Nor let thy fury grow so hot 
 
 Against a feeble worm. 
 
 2 My soul's bowed down with heavy cares, 
 
 My flesh with pain oppressed ; 
 My couch is witness to my tears, 
 My tears forbid my rest. 
 
 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days; 
 
 I waste the night with cries, 
 Counting the minutes as they pass, 
 Till the slow morning rise. 
 
 4 Shall I be still tormented more ? 
 
 My eyes consumed with grief? 
 How long, my God, how long before 
 Thine hand aifbrd relief? 
 
 TIMES OF GENERAL EXCITEMENT. 
 
 HYMN 489. 6s&4s. 
 
 1 jT\ OME thou Almighty King, 
 
 Help us thy name to sing, 
 
 Help us to praise ! 
 Father all glorious, 
 O'er all victorious, 
 Come and reign over us 
 
 Ancient of days. 
 
 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
 Scatter our enemies, 
 
 Now make them fall ! 
 Let thine Almighty aid 
 Our sure defence be made, 
 Our souls on thee be stayed, 
 
 Lord hear our call ! 
 
GENERAL EXCITEMENT. 
 
 3 Come, tbou Incarnate Word, 
 Gird on thy mighty sword ; 
 
 Our prayer attend ! 
 Come, and thy people bless, 
 Come, give thy word success ; 
 Spirit of Holiness, 
 
 On us descend! 
 
 4 Come, holy Comforter, 
 Thy sacred witness bear, 
 
 In this glad hour ! 
 Thou, who Almighty art; 
 Now rule in ev'ry heart; 
 And ne'er from us depart, 
 
 Spirit of Power. 
 
 5 To thee, great One-in-Three, 
 The highest praises be, 
 
 Hence evermore ! 
 Thy sov'reign majesty 
 May we in glory see, 
 And to eternity, 
 
 Love and adore. 
 
 HYMN 490. P. M. 
 
 1 XTARK! the Jubilee is sounding; 
 JljL O ! the joyful news is come ! 
 Love, and joy, and peace abounding, 
 
 Flow to man through God's dear Son 
 Now we have an invitation 
 
 To the meek and lowly Lamb : — 
 Glory, honour, and salvation! 
 
 ^hrist the Lord is come to reign. 
 
 2 Happy christians, praise your Jesus; 
 
 Love and praise him evermore ; 
 Free salvation should constrain us 
 
 To rejoice and to adore : 
 Sound his praises round the nation ; — 
 
 He is our exalted King: 
 Glory, honour, and salvation ! 
 
 Let the saints for ever sing. 
 
280 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 491. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 FTIHROUGH tribulation deep, 
 
 J- The way to glory is, 
 This stormy course I keep, 
 
 On these tempestuous seas ; 
 By waves and winds I'm tossed and driven ? 
 Freighted with grace and bound to heaven. 
 
 2 Sometimes temptations blow 
 
 A dreadful hurricane, 
 And high the waters flow, 
 
 And o'er my sides break in, 
 But still my little ship outbraves 
 The blustering 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 give, 
 The oar of prayer I use, 
 
 I tug, and toil, and strive : 
 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 But still I should 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. 
 
GENERAL EXCITEMENT. 
 
 7 Ere I can reach heaven's coast, 
 
 I must a gulf pass through, 
 Which fatal proves to most; 
 
 For all this passage go ; 
 But all death's waves can't me o'erwhelm, 
 If God himself is at my helm. 
 
 8 When through this gulf I get, 
 
 (Though rough, it is but short,) 
 The pilot angels meet 
 
 And bring me into port ; 
 And when I land on that blest shore, 
 I shall be safe for evermore. 
 
 HYMJNT 492. 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 LORY to God on high, 
 
 \J Let heaven and earth reply, 
 
 Praise ye his name ! 
 Angels his love adore, 
 Who all our sorrows bore, 
 Sing aloud, evermore, 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb." 
 
 2 Ye, who surround the throne, 
 Cheerfully join in one, 
 
 Praising his name ! 
 Ye who have felt his blood, 
 Sealing your peace with God, 
 Sound his dear name abroad; 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb." 
 
 3 Soon must we change our place. 
 Yet will we never cease 
 
 Praising his name ! 
 Still will we tribute bring, 
 Hail him our gracious King, 
 And through all ages sing, 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb." 
 
282 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 493. 8s 7s & 4s. 
 
 1 |j1 VERY moment brings me nearer 
 JjJ To my long-sought rest above; 
 Higher mounts my soul, and higher — 
 
 0 how happy to remove ! 
 
 Then, for ever, 
 
 1 shall sing redeeming love. 
 
 2 Soon shall I be gone to glory — 
 
 Join the bright angelic race, 
 There repeat the pleasing story — 
 I was saved by sov'reign grace, 
 
 And, for ever, 
 View my loving Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Though my burden sore oppress me, 
 
 And I shrink beneath my pain, 
 Jesus he will soon release me, 
 And your loss will be my gain : 
 
 Precious Saviour, 
 With my Lord I shall remain. 
 
 HYMN 494. 6s&4s. 
 
 1 1V| Y faith looks up to thee, 
 J_TJL Thou Lamb of Calvary ; 
 
 Saviour divine ! 
 Now hear me while I pray; 
 Take all my guilt away ; 
 O let me from this day 
 
 Be wholly thine. 
 
 2 May thy rich grace impart 
 Strength to my fainting heart, 
 
 My zeal inspire ; 
 As thou hast died for me, 
 O may my love to thee, 
 Pure, warm, and changeless be, 
 
 A living fire. 
 
GENERAL EXCITEMENT. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 I When ends life's transient dream, 
 When death's cold sullen stream 
 
 Shall o'er me roll ; 
 Blest Saviour then in love, 
 Fear and distrust remove; 
 O, bear me safe above — 
 
 A ransomed soul. 
 
 HYMN 495. 7s, 
 
 SOFTLY now the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labour free, 
 Lord, I would commune with thee. 
 
 5 Soon for me, the light of day 
 Shall for ever pass away; 
 Then from sin and sorrow free, 
 Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 
 
 HYMN 496. 7s. 
 
 I 'TIS sweet to mingle, where 
 V>r Christians meet for social prayer 
 O 'tis sweet, with them to raise ; 
 Songs of holy joy and praise ; 
 Then how blest that state must be 
 Where they meet eternally. 
 
 5 Saviour, let these meetings prove 
 Scenes of fervent Christian love; 
 While we worship in this place, 
 May we go from grace to grace, 
 Till we, each in his degree^ 
 Fit for endless glory be. 
 
284 CHRISTIAN EXERCISES. 
 
 HYMN 497. P. M. 
 
 1 the harvest is past, and the summer 1 
 ▼ T is gone ; 
 
 And sermons and prayers shall be o'er ; 
 When the beams cease to break of the sweet 1 
 Sabbath morn, 
 And Jesus invites thee no more ; 
 When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall 
 The gospel no message declare; [blow, 
 Sinner, how canst thou bear the deep wailings 
 of woe ! 
 
 . How suffer the night of despair! 
 
 2 When the holy have gone to the regions of peace, 
 
 To dwell in the mansions above; 
 When their harmony wakes in the fullness of 
 
 Their song to the Saviour they love; [bliss, 
 Say, O sinner, that livest at rest and secure, 
 
 Who fearest no trouble to come, 
 Can thy spirit the swelling of sorrow endure, 
 
 Or bear the impenitent's doom ! 
 
 1 QOLDIERS of the Cross, arise ! 
 
 k3 Lo ! your Captain, from the skies, 
 Holding forth the glittering prize, 
 
 Calls to victory : 
 Fear not, though the battle lower ; 
 Firmly stand the trying hour; 
 Stand the tempter's utmost power, 
 
 Spurn his slavery. 
 
 2 Who the cause of Christ would yield ? 
 Who would leave the battle-field? 
 Who would cast away his shield ? — 
 
 Let him basely go : 
 Who for Zion's King will stand ? 
 Who will join the faithful band ? 
 Let him come with heart and hand, 
 
 Let him face the foe. 
 
 HYMN 498. P. M. 
 
SCRIPTURE MELODIES. 
 
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 3 By the mercies of our God ; 
 By Emmanuel's streaming blood, 
 When alone for us he stood, 
 
 Ne'er give up the strife : 
 Ever, to the latest breath, 
 Hark to what your Captain saith ; — 
 "Be thou faithful unto death ; 
 
 Take the crown of life." 
 
 SCRIPTURE MELODIES. 
 THE SONG OF SONGS. 
 
 HYMN 499. L. M. 
 
 1 fTlHOU whom my soul admires above 
 JL All earthly joy, and earthly love, 
 
 Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, 
 Where doth thy sweetest pastures grow ? 
 
 2 Where is the shadow of that rock 
 That from the sun defends thy flock ? 
 Fain would I feed among thy sheep, 
 .Among them rest, among them sleep. 
 
 3 Why should thy bride appear like one 
 That turns aside to paths unknown ? 
 My constant feet would never rove, 
 Would never seek another love. 
 
 I The footsteps of thy flock I see; 
 Thy sweetest pastures here they be ; 
 A wondrous feast thy love prepares, 
 Secured to us by groans and tears. 
 
 5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, 
 And bids me drink his richest blood ; 
 Here to these hills my soul will come, 
 Till my Beloved leads me home. 
 
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 SCRIPTURE MELODIES. 
 
 HYMN 500. L. M. 
 
 1 TVTAY Christ embrace my soul, and prove 
 XTJL My interest in his heavenly love : 
 The voice that tells me, Thou art mine, 
 Exceeds the blessings of the vine. 
 
 2 On thee th' anointing Spirit came, 
 And spread the savour of thy name; 
 That oil of gladness and of grace 
 Draws virgin-souls to meet thy face. 
 
 3 Jesus, allure me by thy charms ; 
 My soul shall fly into thine arms : 
 Our wand'ring feet thy favours bring 
 To the fair chambers of the King. 
 
 4 Though in ourselves deformed we are, 
 And black as Kedar's tents appear, 
 Yet when we put thy beauties on, 
 Fair as the courts of Solomon. 
 
 HYMN 501. L. M. 
 
 1 "OEHOLD the rose of Sharon here, 
 J3 The lily which the valleys bear; 
 Behold the tree of life that gives 
 Refreshing fruit and healing leaves. 
 
 2 Amongst the thorns so lilies shine ; 
 Amongst wild gourds the noble vine ; 
 So in mine eyes my Saviour proves, 
 Amidst a thousand meaner loves. 
 
 3 Beneath his cooling shade I sat, 
 
 To shield me from the burning heat; 
 Of heavenly fruit he spreads a feast, 
 To feed my eyes, and please my taste. 
 
 4 O never let my Lord depart, 
 
 Lie down and rest upon my heart; 
 I charge my sins not once to move, 
 Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my love. 
 
THE SONG OF SONGS. 
 
 HYMN 502. L. M. 
 
 1 HHHE voice of my Beloved sounds 
 
 JL Over the rocks and rising grounds; 
 O'er hills of guilt, and seas of grief, 
 He leaps, he flies to my relief. 
 
 2 Now, through the veil of flesh I see, 
 With eyes of love he looks at me ; 
 Now in the gospel's clearest glass 
 He shews the beauties of his face. 
 
 3 Gently he draws my heart along, 
 Both with his beauties and his tongue ; 
 "Rise," saith my Lord, "make haste away, 
 No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 
 
 4 "The Jewish wintry state is gone, 
 The mists are fled, the spring comes on; 
 The sacred turtle-dove we hear 
 Proclaim the new, the joyful year." 
 
 5 And when we hear our Jesus say, 
 "Rise up, my love, make haste away!" 
 Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, 
 And leave all earthly loves behind. 
 
 HYMN 503. L. M. 
 
 1 TTARK ! the Redeemer from on high 
 JlX Sweetly invites his fav'rites nigh; 
 From caves of darkness and of doubt, 
 He gently speaks, and calls us out: 
 
 2 " My dove, who hidest in the rock, 
 Thine heart almost with sorrow broke, 
 Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, 
 
 And let thy voice delight mine ear. 
 
 3 "Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet; 
 My graces in thy count'nance meet; 
 Though the vain world thy face despise, 
 'Tis bright and comely in mine eyes." 
 
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 4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives 
 . The hope thine invitation gives : 
 To thee our joyful lips snail raise 
 The voice of prayer and of praise. 
 
 HYMN 504. L. M. 
 
 1 |p|FTEN I seek my Lord by night, 
 \J Jesus, ray love, my soul's delight : 
 With warm desire, and restless thought, 
 I seek him oft, but find him not. 
 
 2 Then I arise and search the street, 
 Till I my Lord, my Saviour meet ; 
 I ask the watchmen of the night, 
 "Where did you see my soul's delight?" 
 
 3 Sometimes I find him in my way, 
 Directed by a heavenly ray : 
 
 I leap for joy to see his face, 
 
 And hold him fast in mine embrace. 
 
 4 I charge you all, ye earthly toys, 
 Approach not to disturb my joys ; 
 Nor sin, nor hell, come near my heart, 
 Nor cause my Saviour to depart. 
 
 HYMN 505. L. M. 
 
 1 TZ" IND is the speech of Christ our Lord, 
 JlIl. Affection sounds in every word; 
 <e Lo, thou art fair, my love! he cries; 
 Not the young doves have sweeter eyes. 
 
 2 " Thou art all fair, my bride to me ; 
 I will behold no spot in thee." 
 What mighty wonders love performs, 
 And puts a comeliness on worms ! 
 
 3 Defiled and loathsome as we are, 
 He makes us white and calls us fair; 
 Adorns us with that heav'nly dress, 
 His graces and his righteousness. 
 
THE SONG OF SONGS. ) 
 
 4 " My sister and my spouse," he cries, 
 " Bound to my heart by various ties, 
 Thy powerful love my heart detains 
 
 In strong delight, and pleasing chains." 
 
 5 He calls me from the leopard's den, 
 From this wide world of beasts and men, 
 To Zion, where his glories are ; 
 
 Not Lebanon is half so fair. 
 
 HYMN 506. L. M. 
 
 1 "\y¥7~E are a garden walled around, 
 
 t V Chosen and made peculiar ground; 
 A little spot enclosed by grace, 
 Out of the world's wide wilderness. 
 
 2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, 
 Planted by God the Father's hand ; 
 And all his springs in Zion flow, 
 
 To make the young plantation grow. 
 
 3 Awake, O heavenly wind, and come, 
 Blow on this garden of perfume : 
 Spirit divine! descend, and breathe 
 A gracious gale on plants beneath. 
 
 4 Make our best spices flow abroad, 
 To entertain our Saviour-God, 
 And faith, and love, and joy appear, 
 And every grace be active here. 
 
 HYMN 507. L. M. 
 
 1 FT! HE wond'ring world inquires to know 
 JL Why I should love my Jesus so; 
 " What are his charms," say they " above 
 The objects of a mortal love ?" 
 
 I My best Beloved, to my sight 
 Shews a sweet mixture, red and white : 
 All human beauties, all divine, 
 In my Beloved meet and shine. 
 
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290 
 
 SCRIPTURE MELODIES. 
 
 3 White is his soul, from blemish free ; 
 Red with the blood he shed for me ; 
 The fairest of ten thousand fairs : 
 
 A sun amongst ten thousand stars. 
 
 4 His head the finest gold excels ; 
 There wisdom in perfection dwells : 
 And glory, like a crown, adorns 
 Those temples once beset with thorns. 
 
 5 Compassions in his heart are found, 
 Hard by the signals of his wound : 
 His sacred side no more shall bear 
 The cruel scourge, the piercing spear. 
 
 What beauties in mv Saviour dwell 
 Where he is gone they fain would know, 
 That they may seek and love him too. 
 
 2 My best beloved keeps his throne 
 
 On hills of light, in worlds unknown ; 
 But he descends and shews his face 
 In the young gardens of his grace. 
 
 3 In vineyards planted by his hand, 
 Where fruitful trees in order stand ; 
 He feeds among the spicy beds, 
 Where lilies shew their spotless heads. 
 
 4 He has engrossed my warmest love ; 
 No earthly charms my soul can move : 
 I have a mansion in his heart, 
 
 Nor death, nor hell, shall make us part 
 
 5 O may my spirit daily rise, 
 
 On wings of faith above the skies, 
 Till death shall make my last remove, 
 To dwell for ever with my love. 
 
 HYMN 508. L. M. 
 
 1 
 
 rs stand and hear me tell 
 
THE SONG OF SONGS. 
 
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 HYMN 509. L. M. 
 
 1 "IVTOW, in the gall'ries of his grace 
 
 ± 1 Appears the King, and thus he says : 
 " How fair my saints are in my sight! 
 My love, how pleasant for delight!" 
 
 2 Kind is thy language, sov'reign Lord, 
 There's heavenly grace in every word ! 
 From that dear mouth a stream divine 
 Flows sweeter than the choicest wine. 
 
 3 Such wondrous love awakes the lip 
 Of saints that were almost asleep, 
 To speak the praises of thy name, 
 And make our cold affections flame. 
 
 4 These are the joys he lets us know j 
 In fields and villages below; 
 Gives us a relish of his love, 
 
 But keeps his noblest feast above. 
 
 5 In paradise, within the gates, 
 A higher entertainment waits ; 
 Fruits new and old laid up in store, 
 Where we shall feed, but thirst no more. 
 
 HYMN 510. L. M. 
 
 1 T l[7"HO is this fair one in distress, 
 
 Y? That travels from the wilderness, 
 And pressed with sorrows and with sins, 
 On her beloved Lord she leans ? 
 
 2 This is the spouse of Christ, our God, 
 Bought with the treasures of his blood ; 
 And her request, and her complaint, 
 
 Is but the voice of every saint. 
 
 3 " O let my name engraven stand, 
 Both on thy heart and on thy hand ; 
 Seal me upon thine arm, and wear 
 That pledge of love for ever there. 
 
292 SETTLEMENT OF A CHURCHc 
 
 4 " Stronger than death thy love is known, 
 Which floods of wrath could never drown ; 
 And hell and earth in vain combine, 
 
 To quench a fire so much divine. 
 
 5 u But I am jealous of my heart, 
 Lest it should once from thee depart ; 
 Then let thy name be well impressed 
 As a fair signet on my breast." 
 
 SETTLEMENT OF A CHURCH. 
 THE SETTLEMENT AND BEAUTY OF A CHURCH. 
 
 HYMN 511. CM. 
 
 1 *\^7HO shall inhabit in thy hill, 
 
 W O God of holiness ! 
 Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 
 So near his throne of grace ? 
 
 2 The man that walks in pious ways, 
 
 And works with righteous hands ; 
 That trusts his Maker's promises, 
 And follows his commands. 
 
 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, 
 
 Nor slanders with his tongue ; 
 Will scarce believe an ill report, 
 Nor do his neighbour wrong, 
 
 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, 
 
 Loves all that fear the Lord ; 
 And though to his own hurt he swears, 
 Still he^performs his word. 
 
 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, 
 
 And never gripes the poor; 
 This man shall dwell with God on earth, 
 And find his heaven secure. 
 
BEAUTY OF A CHURCH. 
 
 HYMN 512. L. M. 
 
 1 shall ascend thy heavenly place, 
 
 v y Great God, and dwell before thy face 
 The man that minds religion now, 
 And humbly walks with God below : 
 
 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, 
 Whose lips still speak the thing they mean: 
 No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; 
 
 He hates to do his neighbour wrong. 
 
 3 He never deals in bribing gold, 
 
 And mourns that justice should be sold: 
 While others gripe and grind the poor, 
 Sweet charity attends his door. 
 
 4 He loves his enemies, and prays 
 For those that curse him to his face ; 
 And doth to all men still the same 
 That he would hope or wish from them. 
 
 5 Yet when his holiest works are done. 
 His soul depends on grace alone ; 
 This is the man thy face shall see, 
 And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 
 
 HYMN 513. C. M. 
 
 1 rjlHE earth for ever is the Lord's 
 JL With Adam's numerous race ; 
 
 He raised its arches o'er the floods, 
 And built it on the seas. 
 
 2 But who among the sons of men 
 
 May visit thine abode ? 
 He that has hands from mischief clean, 
 Whose heart is right with God. 
 
 3 This is the man may rise and take 
 
 The blessings of his grace ; 
 This is the lot of those that seek 
 The God of Jacob's face. 
 
294 SETTLEMENT OF A CHURCH. 
 
 4 Now let our soul's immortal powers 
 To meet the Lord prepare, 
 Lift up their everlasting doors, 
 The King of glory's near. 
 
 & The King of glory ! who can tell 
 The wonders of his might ! 
 He rules the nations ; but to dwell 
 With saints is his delight. 
 
 HYMN 514. C. M. 
 
 1 TVTO sleep nor slumber to his eyes 
 JL 1 Good David would afford, 
 Till he had found below the skies 
 
 A dwelling for the Lord. 
 
 2 The Lord in Zion placed his name, 
 
 His ark was settled there ; 
 To Zion the whole nation came 
 To worship thrice a year. 
 
 3 But we have no such lengths to go, 
 
 Nor wander far abroad ; 
 Where'er thy saints assemble now, 
 There is a house for God. 
 
 HYMN 515. C. M. 
 
 1 A RISE, O King of grace, arise, 
 _Tjl And enter to thy rest ! 
 
 Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes 
 Thus to be owned and blest. 
 
 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, 
 
 Thy Spirit and thy Word ; 
 All that the ark did once contain 
 Could no such grace afford. 
 
 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows, 
 
 Here let thy praise be spread ; 
 Bless the provisions of thy house, 
 And fill thy poor with bread. 
 
BEAUTY OF A CHURCH. 295 
 
 4 Here let the Son of David reign, 
 
 Let God's anointed shine ; 
 Justice and truth his court maintain, 
 With love and power divine. 
 
 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; 
 
 And as his kingdom grows, 
 Fresh honours shall adorn his crown, 
 And shame confound his foes. 
 
 HYMN 516. L. M. 
 
 1 OD in his earthly temple lays 
 
 Foundations for his heavenly praise: 
 He likes the tents of Jacob well, 
 But still in Zion loves to dwell. 
 
 2 His mercy visits ev'ry house 
 
 That pay their night and morning vows ; 
 But makes a more delightful stay 
 Where churches meet to praise and pray. 
 
 3 What glories were described of old ! 
 What wonders are of Zion told ! 
 Thou city of our God below, 
 
 Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 
 
 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 
 Shall there begin their lives anew ; 
 Angels and men shall join to sing 
 
 . The hill where living waters spring. 
 
 5 When God makes up his last account 
 Of natives in his holy mount, 
 'Twill be an honour to appear 
 
 As one new-born or nourished there ! 
 
 HYMN 517. S. M. 
 
 I 1/1 AR as thy name is known, 
 J_ The world declares thy praise; 
 Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne 
 Their songs of honour raise. 
 
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 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 2 With joy let Judah stand 
 
 On Zion's chosen hill, 
 Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
 And counsels of thy will. 
 
 3 Let strangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Compass and view thy holy ground, 
 And mark the building well. 
 
 4 The orders of thy house, 
 
 The worship of thy court, 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; 
 And make a fair report. 
 
 5 How decent and how wise ! 
 
 How glorious to behold! 
 Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
 And rites adorned with gold. 
 
 6 The God we worship now 
 
 Will guide us till we die, 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the sky. 
 
 BEFORE SERMON. 
 HYMNS BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 HYMJV 518. L. M. 
 
 1 "V¥7"HERE two or three, with one accord, 
 
 V ¥ Obedient to their gracious Lord, 
 Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
 And offer solemn prayer and praise : 
 
 2 " There " says the Saviour, " will I be, 
 Amid this little company; 
 
 To them unveil my smiling face, 
 And shed my glories round the place." 
 
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 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
 Relying on thy faithful word: 
 Now send thy Spirit from above, 
 Now fill our hearts with heavenly love. 
 
 HYMN 519. L. M. 
 
 1 IVTOW while the gospel-net is cast, 
 JL\ Do thou, O Lord, the effort own: 
 From num'rous disappointments past, 
 
 Teach us to hope in thee alone. 
 
 2 May this be a much favoured hour, 
 
 To souls in Satan's bondage led; 
 O clothe thy word with sovereign pow'r 
 To break the rocks and raise the dead. 
 
 3 To mourners speak a cheering word, 
 
 On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; 
 Let poor backsliders be restored, 
 And all thy saints in praises join. 
 
 4 O hear our prayer and give us hope 
 
 That, when thy voice shall call us home, 
 Thou still wilt raise a people up 
 To love and praise thee in our room. 
 
 HYMN 520. L. M. 
 
 1 f | lHY presence, gracious God, afford, 
 
 A Prepare us to receive thy word ; 
 Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
 And faith be mixed with what we hear. 
 
 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, 
 And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 
 With food divine may we be fed, 
 And satisfied with living bread. 
 
 3 To us the sacred word apply, 
 With sov'reign pow'r and energy; 
 And may we, in thy faith and fear, 
 Reduce to practice what we hear. 
 
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298 
 
 BEFORE SERMON. 
 
 HYMN 521. L. M. 
 
 1 TJOW long, thou faithful God, shall I 
 Xl Here in thy ways forgotten lie? 
 When shall the means of healing be 
 The channels of thy grace to me ? 
 
 2 Sinners on ev'ry side step in, 
 And wash away their pain and sin ; 
 But I, a helpless sin-sick soul, 
 Still lie expiring at the pool. 
 
 3 Thou cov'nant angel, swift come down, 
 To-day thy own appointments crown ; 
 Thy power into the means infuse, 
 And give them now their sacred use. 
 
 4 Thou seest me lying at the pool, 
 
 I would, thou know'st I would, be whole 
 O let the troubled waters move, 
 And minister thy healing love. 
 
 HYMN 522. 7s. 
 
 1 T ORD we come before thee now, 
 J A At thy feet we humbly bow; 
 Oh! do not our suit disdain, 
 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 
 
 2 In thy own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, from hence we would not 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 Grant that all may seek and find 
 Thee a God supremely kind ; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free, 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
AFTER SERMON. 
 
 AFTER SERMON. 
 HYMNS AFTER SERMON. 
 
 hymjst 523. c. m. 
 
 1 "jVTOW, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown, 
 J. l Be it thy servants' care 
 
 Thy heavenly blessing to bring down, 
 By humble fervent prayer. 
 
 2 In vain we plant without thy aid, 
 
 And water too in vain; 
 Lord of the harvest, God of grace, 
 Send down thy heavenly rain. 
 
 3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and tongues 
 
 Begin this song divine ; 
 " Thou, Lord, hast giv'n the rich increase, 
 And be the glory thine." 
 
 HYMJV 524. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 /AN what has now been sown, 
 \J 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. 
 
 HYMJST 525. C. M. 
 
 1 TTTTHILE sinners, who presume to bear 
 
 W The Christian's sacred name, 
 Throw up the reins to every lust, 
 And glory in their shame : 
 
 2 Ye saints, preserved in Christ and called, 
 
 Detest their impious ways, 
 And on the basis of your faith 
 A heavenly temple raise. 
 
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 AFTER SERMON. 
 
 3 Upon the Spirit's promised aid 
 Depend from day to day, 
 And, while he breathes his quick'ning gale, 
 Adore, and praise, and pray. 
 
 4. With a transporting joy expect 
 The grace your Lord shall give, 
 When all his saints shall from his hands 
 Their crowns of life receive. 
 
 HYMN 526. C. M. 
 
 1 /"^lOME, guilty souls, and flee away 
 
 To Christ, and heal your wounds ; 
 This is the welcome gospel-day, 
 Wherein free grace^abounds. 
 
 2 God loved the church, and gave his Son 
 
 To drink the cup of wrath; 
 And Jesus says, he'll cast out none 
 That come to him by faith. 
 
 HYMN 527. C. M. 
 
 1 OEE Felix, clothed with pomp and power, 
 l»3 See his resplendent bride, 
 
 Attend to hear a prisoner preach 
 The Saviour crucified. 
 
 2 He well describes who Jesus was, 
 
 His glories and his love, 
 How he obeyed and bled below, 
 And reigns and pleads above. 
 
 3 Felix up starts, and trembling cries, 
 
 " Go, for this time, away, 
 I'll hear thee on these points again 
 On some convenient day." 
 
 4 Attention to the words of life 
 
 Let Felix thus adjourn ; 
 Lord, let us make these solemn truths 
 Our first and last concern. 
 
HYMNS AFTER SERMON. 301 
 
 HYMN 528. L. M. 
 
 1 r | lO Him who on the fatal tree 
 
 A Poured out his blood, his life forme, 
 In grateful strains my voice I'll raise. 
 And in his service spend my days. 
 
 2 To list'ning multitudes I'll tell 
 How he redeemed my soul from hell; 
 And how, reposing on his breast, 
 
 I lost my cares and found my rest. 
 
 3 Through Him my sins are all forgiven, 
 He ever pleads my cause in heaven, 
 I'll build an altar to his name, 
 
 And to the world his grace proclaim. 
 
 HYMN 529. L. M. 
 
 1 "\717"H0 is the trembling sinner, who 
 
 M That owns eternal death his due? 
 Who mourns his sin, his guilt, his thrall, 
 And does on God for mercy call? 
 
 2 Peace, troubled soul, dismiss thy fear, 
 Hear, Jesus speaks, be of good cheer; 
 Upon his cleansing grace rely, 
 
 And thou shalt never, never die. 
 
 HYMN 530. C. M. 
 
 1 J ORD God, omnipotent to bless, 
 -Li My supplication hear ; 
 Guardian of Jacob, to my voice 
 
 Incline thy gracious ear : 
 
 2 If I have never yet begun 
 
 To tread the sacred road, 
 O teach my wand'ring feet the way 
 To Zion's blest abode. 
 
302 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 
 3 Or, if I'm trav'ling in the path, 
 
 Assist me with thy strength, 
 And let me swift advances make, 
 And reach thy heaven at length I 
 
 4 My care, my hope, my first request, 
 
 Are all comprised in this, 
 To follow w T here thy saints have led, 
 And then partake their bliss. 
 
 HYMI 531. C. M. 
 
 1 1 F, Lord, in thy fair book of life 
 JL My worthless name doth stand ; 
 And in my heart the law is writ 
 
 By thy unerring hand ; 
 
 2 I am secure, by grace divine, 
 
 Of crowns above the skies ; 
 And on the road, from thy rich stores, 
 Shall meet with fresh supplies. 
 
 3 To thee in sweet melodious strains 
 
 My grateful voice I'll raise ; 
 But life's too short, my power's too weak, 
 To show forth half thy praise. 
 
 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 AT THE ORDINATION OF A MINISTER. 
 HYMl\ 532. L. M. 
 
 1 QHEPHERD of Israel, bend thine ear— 
 k3 Thy servants' groans indulgent hear; 
 Perplexed, distressed, to thee we cry, 
 And seek the guidance of thine eye. 
 
 2 Send forth, O Lord, thy truth and light, 
 To guide our doubtful footsteps right: 
 Our drooping hearts, 0 God, sustain, 
 Nor let us seek thy face in vain. 
 
ORDINATION OF A DEACON. 303 
 
 3 Return, in ways of peace return, 
 Nor let thy flock neglected mourn : 
 May our blest eyes a shepherd see, 
 Dear to our souls, and dear to thee ! 
 
 HYMN 533. L. M. 
 
 1 \7S7"^^ neaven ty power, O Lord, defend 
 
 ▼ f Him whom we now to thee commend; 
 His person bless, his soul secure, 
 And make him to the end endure. 
 
 2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace; 
 Direct his feet in paths of peace : 
 Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil. 
 And help him to obey thy will. 
 
 3 Before him thy protection send, 
 O love him, save him to the end; 
 Nor let him as a pilgrim, rove, 
 Without the convoy of thy love. 
 
 4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart: 
 In him thy mighty power exert; 
 That thousands yet unborn may praise 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 AT THE ORDINATION OF A DEACON. 
 
 HYMN 534. C. M. 
 
 1 TTP to thy throne, O God of love, 
 vJ We now would lift our eyes ; 
 Grant us thy presence from above, 
 
 And hear our earnest cries. 
 
 2 Upon thy servant, called to fill 
 
 This sacred, honoured trust, 
 O may thy Spirit's grace distil, 
 And make him wise and just. 
 
 3 Help him thy table, Lord, to spread, 
 
 In memory of that night, 
 When powers of darkness at thy head 
 Aimed their malignant spite. 
 
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 4 Thy poor, the objects of thy love, 
 
 Who want and famine dread ; 
 O may his soul towards them move, 
 To find supplies of bread. 
 
 5 Thus may he use his office well, 
 
 And to himself procure 
 Great boldness in the christian faith, 
 And find the promise sure. 
 
 RECEIVING TO BAPTISM. 
 
 HYMN 535. L. M. 
 
 1 f I lHY church have met, O God, to hear 
 
 JL Thy infant children now declare, 
 The triumphs of abounding grace, 
 O'er sin, and guilt, and deep distress. 
 
 2 Sweet Saviour! help them to proclaim 
 Salvation through thy pow'rful name; 
 Assist thy church to hear and sing, 
 The glorious triumphs of their King. 
 
 3 We too, once trembling, near the brink 
 Of hell, exclaimed, " O Lord, we sink!'* 
 Salvation flew on mercy's wing, 
 Relieved our souls, and bid us sing. 
 
 4 O may we ne'er forget that hour, 
 When truth and justice, love and power, 
 Marked out the way with streams of blood, 
 To lead our ransomed souls to God. 
 
 HYMN 536. S. M. 
 
 1 TI/TAY sacred awe possess 
 ItJL Our happy spirits, Lord, 
 While we shall hear thy saints express 
 Their interest in thy word. 
 
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 2 Command their thoughts to peace ; 
 Make plain what thou hast done ; 
 Renew to them that full release 
 First granted in thy Son. 
 
 S May we, thy people, hear, 
 And only such receive, 
 As have for thee a filial fear, 
 And in thy Son believe. 
 
 4 May those in union join 
 With us their joyful lays, 
 And we with them in heaven combine 
 To sing thine endless praise. 
 
 HYMN 537. C. M. 
 
 1 I^OME in, ye blessed of our God, 
 \y And join his children here; 
 Washed in the Saviour's cleansing blood, 
 
 For him, your Lord, appear. 
 
 2 Stay not within the wilderness, 
 
 Nor waiting at the door ; 
 Sweet Jesus will your woes redress, 
 Were they ten thousand more. 
 
 8 Room in the Saviour's gracious breast — 
 That breast which glows with love; 
 Room in the church, his chosen rest, 
 And room in heaven above. 
 
 4 Why will you longer lingering stay, 
 When Jesus says, " there's room ? 
 Now is the time, th' accepted day — 
 Arise! he bids you come!" 
 
 HYMN 538. L. M. 
 
 I l\TOW we are met in holy fear, 
 ±\ To hear the happy saints declare, 
 The rich compassions of a God, 
 The virtues of a Saviour's blood. 
 
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 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 
 2 Jesus assist them now to tell 
 
 What they have felt and now they feel; 
 O, Saviour! help them to express 
 The wonders of triumphant grace. 
 
 3 While to 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. 
 
 HYMN 539. C. M. 
 
 1 sacred pleasure we behold 
 yf V Sinners to Canaan move, 
 
 Leaving the fleeting things of earth, 
 For greater things above. 
 
 2 These, having openly confessed 
 
 The great Immanuel's name; 
 With sacred pleasure we receive, 
 As lovers of the Lamb. 
 
 3 Lord, may they ever live to thee, 
 
 And grow in heavenly love ; 
 Still may they fight the fight of faith, 
 Till crowned with thee above. 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 HYMN 540. L. M. 
 
 1 "^7"E happy saints, the Lamb adore, 
 
 JL Who loved our race all time before, 
 Ere man from God had gone astray, 
 He in his Father's bosom lay. 
 
 2 Joyful he left the realms of light, 
 
 And downward bent his wondrous flight; 
 Assumed a body formed of clay, 
 And in the humble manger lay. 
 
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 To Jordan's stream, the way he led, 
 To mark the path his saints should tread; 
 They love to trace this sacred way, 
 And see the place where Jesus lay, 
 
 ; The holy Baptist lifts his eyes; — 
 " Behold the Lamb of God," he cries: 
 Then down he led the liquid way ; 
 Come, see the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 » Immersed by John in Jordan's wave, 
 Rising, he left the watery grave ; 
 Heaven owned the deed, approved the way, 
 And blessed the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 PART 2. 541. L. M. 
 
 COME, all who love his precious name, 
 Come, tread his steps, and learn of him 
 Blessed and approved of God are they 
 Who find the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 5 Buried with Christ, they die to sin, 
 Then rise with him to live and reign; 
 Obedient still go on their way, 
 And leave the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 \ Prepared by grace at length they come 
 To rest in their eternal home ; 
 Rising to heaven, they drop their clay 
 In the cold tomb where Jesus lay. 
 
 HYMN 542. L. M. 
 I REAT God, we to the stream repair, 
 
 Thy wise injunctions to obey ; 
 Let saints and angels hail the day. 
 
 5 Great things, O everlasting Son, 
 Great things for us thy grace hath done; 
 Constrained by thy Almighty love, 
 Our willing feet to meet thee move. 
 
 With humble joy, and holy fear, 
 
308 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 
 3 In thy assembly here we stand, 
 Obedient to thy great command ; 
 The rolling stream is full in view, 
 And thy sweet voice invites us through. 
 
 4 The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride, 
 Must not invite and be denied; 
 Was not the Lord, who came to save, 
 Interred in such a liquid grave ? 
 
 5 Thus we, dear Saviour, own thy name, 
 Receive us rising from the stream ; 
 Then to thy table let us come, 
 
 And dwell in Zion as our home. 
 
 HYMN 543. C. M. 
 
 1 TP^EAR Lord, and has thy pard'ning love, 
 JLr Embraced a wretch so vile? 
 
 Then kindly bid each cloud remove, 
 And bless me with thy smile. 
 
 2 Hast thou the cross for me endured, 
 
 And all its shame despised ? 
 And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, 
 With thee to be baptized ? 
 
 3 Didst thou the great example lead, 
 
 In Jordan's swelling flood ? 
 And shall my pride disdain the deed, 
 That's worthy of my God ? 
 
 4 Dear Lord, the ardour of thy love 
 
 Reproves my cold delays; 
 And now my willing footsteps move 
 In thy delightful ways. 
 
 HYMN 544. C. M. 
 
 1 fTlHUS was the great Redeemer plunged 
 J- In Jordan's swelling flood, 
 To show he must be soon baptized, 
 In tears, and sweat, and blood. 
 
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 2 Thus was his sacred body laid 
 
 Beneath the yielding wave; 
 Thus was his sacred body raised 
 Out of the liquid grave. 
 
 3 Lord, we thy precepts would obey, 
 
 In thy own footsteps tread, 
 Would die, be buried, rise with thee, 
 Our ever-living Head. 
 
 hymn 545. s. m. 
 
 1 npHE glorious Son of God 
 
 JL To John the Baptist came, 
 Went meekly into Jordan's stream, 
 And was immersed by him. 
 
 2 Let each believer view 
 
 This blest example given, 
 And prove their love of his commands, 
 And follow him to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 546. L. M. 
 
 1 TESUS! and shall it ever be, 
 
 J A mortal man ashamed of thee ! 
 Ashamed of thee whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days. 
 
 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine, 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
 No; when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 4 His institutions would I prize, 
 
 Take up my cross, the shame despise $ 
 Dare to defend his noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
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 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 
 HYMN 547. L. M. 
 
 1 TT7HATE'ER to thee, our Lord, belongs 
 
 t V Is always worthy of our songs; 
 And all thy works, and all thy ways 
 Demand our wonder and our praise. 
 
 2 Hosanna to the church's head, 
 Who suffered in our room and stead ! 
 He was immersed in Jordan's flood, 
 And then immersed in sweat and blood. 
 
 3 Come, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
 Come, and obey his sacred word; 
 He died, and rose again for you ; 
 What more could the Redeemer do ? 
 
 4 Eternal Spirit, heav'nly dove, 
 On these baptismal waters move ; 
 That we, through energy divine, 
 May have the substance with the sign. 
 
 HYMN 548. L. M. 
 
 1 TTTTHAT lovely band is this I see, 
 
 W All singing in sweet harmony; 
 Uniting round the water side, 
 And praising Jesus crucified ? 
 
 2 These are the foll'w r ers of the Lamb ; 
 Here they are come to own his name ; 
 Their humble strains ascend the skies ; 
 In faith they're come to be baptized. 
 
 3 This brings to view the ancient days, 
 When first the gospel church was raised, 
 No other mode was then devised — 
 Believing souls were thus baptized. 
 
 4 Baptized into the Saviour's death ; 
 Arising, lived the life of faith ; 
 Giving to Christ the Lord, the praise, 
 By walking in his humble w 7 ays. 
 
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 HYMN 549. C. M. 
 
 1 "T}ROCLAIM,"saith Christ, "my wondrous 
 
 JL To all the sons of men ; [g race > 
 He that believes and is baptized, 
 Salvation shall obtain." 
 
 2 Let plenteous grace descend on those 
 
 Who, hoping in thy word, 
 This day have publicly declared 
 That Jesus is their Lord. 
 
 I With cheerful feet may they advance, 
 And run the christian race ; 
 And through the troubles of the way, 
 Find all-sufficient grace. 
 
 HYMN 550. L. M. 
 
 1 "T> EPENT ! repent!" the Baptist cries; 
 
 Jl%> " God sends this message from the skies ; 
 Messiah's kingdom's now at hand, 
 To bless mankind in ev'ry land." 
 
 2 Re 7 sed by the new, the solemn sound, 
 The distant multitudes around, 
 
 From Judah's utmost bounds draw near, 
 The gospel's joyful voice to hear. 
 
 3 They hear ! their sins before them rise, 
 Like mountains of stupendous size! 
 Repentance, faith and joy are given, 
 Earnest and pledge of future heaven. 
 
 4 To testify their love to God, — 
 
 To Christ, the Spirit, and his Word, 
 In Jordan they are now baptized, 
 Their faith avowed, the shame despised. 
 
 5 Thus would we own our sov'reign King, 
 His word obey, his praises sing — 
 Descend with him into the flood, 
 
 Be buried, rise, with Christ our God. 
 
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 lord's supper. 
 HYMN 551. L. M. 
 
 1 TVTOW let our faith grow strong and rise, 
 _L 1 And view our Lord in all his love ; 
 Look back to hear his dying cries. 
 
 Then mount and see his throne above. 
 
 2 See where he languished on the cross ; 
 
 Beneath our sins he groaned and died; 
 See where he sits to plead our cause, 
 By his Almighty Father's side. 
 
 3 If we behold his bleeding heart, 
 
 There love in floods of sorrow reigns ; 
 He triumphs o'er the killing smart, 
 And seals our pleasure with his pains, 
 
 4 Or if we climb th' eternal hills 
 
 Where our dear Saviour sits enthroned ; 
 Still in his heart compassion dwells, 
 Near the memorials of his wound. 
 
 HYMN 552. L. M. 
 
 1 npO Jesus, our exalted Lord, 
 
 A Dear name, by heaven and earth adored! 
 Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
 A cheerful song of sacred praise. 
 
 2 But all the notes which mortals know 
 Are weak, and languishing, and low ; 
 Far, far above our humble songs, 
 The theme demands immortal tongues, 
 
 3 Yet while around his board we meet, 
 And humbly worship at his feet; 
 
 O let our warm affections move 
 In glad returns of grateful love! 
 
 4 Let humble penitential woe, 
 
 With painful, pleasing anguish flow ; 
 And thy forgiving smiles impart 
 Life, hope and joy to ev'ry heart. 
 
lord's supper. 
 
 HYMN 553. C. M. 
 
 1 TESUS is gone above the skies, 
 9} Where "now we see him not ; 
 And carnal objects court our eyes, 
 
 To thrust him from our thought. 
 
 2 He knows what wand 'ring hearts we have 
 
 Forgetful of his face ; 
 And to refresh our minds he gave 
 Memorials of his grace. 
 
 3 He oft the gospel-table spreads 
 
 With his own flesh and blood; 
 Faith on the rich provision feeds, 
 And tastes the love of God. 
 
 4 While he is absent from our sight, 
 
 'Tis to prepare a place, 
 Where we may dwell in heavenly light, 
 Forever near his face. 
 
 HYMN 554. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOW condescending and how kind 
 JLJl Was God's eternal Son ! 
 
 Our mis'ry reached his heav'nly mind, 
 And pity brought him down. 
 
 2 When justice, by our sins provoked, 
 
 Drew forth its awful sword, 
 He gave his soul up to the stroke 
 Without a murm'ring word. 
 
 3 This was compassion like a God, 
 
 That when the Saviour knew 
 The price of pardon was his blood, 
 His pity ne'er withdrew. 
 
 4 Here let our souls begin to melt, 
 
 While we his death record ; 
 And, with our joy for pardoned guilt. 
 Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 
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314 
 
 GOSPEL ORDINANCES. 
 
 HYMN 555. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 O WEET the moments, rich in blessin 
 ►3 Which before the cross I spend ! 
 Life and health and peace possessing 
 
 From the sinner's dying friend. 
 
 2 Let me sit for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy's streams, in streams of blood 
 Precious drops my soul bedewing, 
 Plead and prove my peace with God. 
 
 3 Here it is I find my heaven, 
 
 While upon the Lamb I gaze ; 
 Here I see my sins forgiven, 
 Lost in wonder, love and praise. 
 
 4 May I still enjoy this feeling, 
 
 In all need to Jesus go, 
 Find his blood each day more healing, 
 And himself more deeply know. 
 
 HYMN 556. S. M. 
 
 1 "TESTIS invites his saints 
 
 t3 To meet around his board ; 
 Here pardoned rebels sweetly hold 
 Communion with their Lord. 
 
 2 For food he gives his flesh, 
 
 And bids us drink his blood ; 
 Amazing favour ! matchless grace 
 Of our redeeming God ! 
 
 3 Our heavenly Father calls 
 
 Christ and his members one : 
 We, the dear children of his love, 
 And he the first born Son. 
 
 4 Let all our pow'rs be joined 
 
 His glorious name to raise ! 
 Let peace and love fill ev'ry mind, 
 And ev'ry voice be praise. 
 
lord's supper. 
 
 HYMN 557. C. M. 
 
 1 \7[7"E bless the Lord who gave this cup, 
 
 ▼ T This bread to feast upon : 
 We bless the Lord who yielded up 
 His well beloved Son. 
 
 2 How sweet the streams of pleasure flow 
 
 From this repast of love ! 
 And if so sweet the streams below, 
 How sweet the spring above ! 
 
 B There saints shall see the lovely face 
 Of their forgiving God, 
 And stand complete in righteousness, 
 Washed in the Saviour's blood. 
 
 4 There shall they all forget to sin, 
 No more remember death, 
 But drink eternal pleasures in, 
 And draw immortal breath. 
 
 HYMtf 558. C. M. 
 
 1 "I ORD, at thy table I behold 
 JLi The wonders of thy grace ; 
 But most of all admire that I 
 
 Should find a welcome place. 
 
 2 I that am all defiled with sin, 
 
 A rebel to my God ; 
 I that have crucified his Son, 
 And trampled on his blood. 
 
 8 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 groaned, and bled, and died, 
 And rose, and triumphed too." 
 
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 HYMN 559. C. M. 
 
 1 rilHE King: of heaven a feast has made 
 JL And to his much loved friends, 
 
 The faint, the famished and the sad, 
 This invitation sends. 
 
 2 "Beggar3 approach my royal board, 
 
 Furnished with all that's good; 
 Come, sit at table with your Lord, 
 And eat celestial food. 
 
 3 " My body and my blood receive, 
 
 It comes entirely free : 
 I ask no price for all I give — 
 But O, remember me !" 
 
 HYMN 560. C. M. 
 
 1 rjIHE King of heaven his table spreads s 
 
 JL And dainties crown the board; 
 Not paradise, with all its joys, 
 Could such delight afford. 
 
 2 Millions of souls, in glory now, 
 
 Were fed, and feasted here ; 
 And millions more, still on the way, 
 Around the board appear. 
 
 3 Yet is his house and heart so large, 
 
 That millions more may come, 
 JVor could the whole assembled world 
 O'er fill the spacious room. 
 
 HYMN 561. L. M. 
 
 1 "TVT'OW far above these starry skies, 
 JJl Our Jesus fills his brighter throne, 
 Invisible to mortal eyes, 
 But not to humble faith unknown. 
 
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 2 Though in the glories he possessed 
 
 Long e're this world, or time began, 
 He shines the Son of God confessed, 
 Yet owns himself the Son of man. 
 
 3 Here once in agonies he died, 
 
 Now in the heavens he ever lives, 
 Of joy there pours th' eternal tide, 
 Here saves the sinner who believes. 
 
 PRAYER AND CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 HYMN 562. L. M. 
 
 1 "VT7HAT various hindrances we meet, 
 
 ▼ ? In coming to the mercy seat! 
 Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer, 
 But wishes to be often there ? 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer we cease to fight, 
 Prayer makes the christian's armour bright ; 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
 Success was found on Israel's side; 
 
 But when through weariness they failed, 
 That moment Amalek prevailed. 
 
 HYMN 563. S. M. 
 
 1 "DEHOLD the throne of grace ! 
 J3 The promise calls me near; 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
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 2 That rich atoning blood, 
 
 Which sprinkled round I see, 
 Provides for those who come to God, 
 An all-prevailing plea. 
 
 3 My soul, ask what thou wilt, 
 
 Thou canst not be too bold, 
 Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
 What else can he withhold ? 
 
 4 Beyond thy utmost wants. 
 
 His love and power can bless; 
 To praying souls he always grants 
 More than they can express. 
 
 HYMN 564. L. M. 
 
 1 TTOW sweet to leave the world awhile, 
 -171 And seek the presence of our Lord! 
 
 . Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, 
 And come, according to thy word. 
 
 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 
 
 That we may here converse with thee ; 
 Saviour, behold us at thy feet — 
 Let this the gate of heaven be. 
 
 3 " Chief of ten thousand," now appear ; 
 
 Bestow thy animating grace ; 
 Give every soul thy voice to hear, 
 And with thy presence fill the place. 
 
 HYMN 565. C. M. 
 
 1 FinHE hour of prayer once more is come; 
 
 JL Once more, 0 Lord, we meet; 
 Thanks to thy name there yet is room, 
 To bow beneath thy feet. 
 
 2 Our God, our hope, our heavenly friend, 
 
 Our Father and our all ; 
 Our first great cause, and last great end, » 
 On thee for help we call. 
 
PRAYER AND CHURCH MEETINGS. 
 
 3 The helpless, poor, and needy soul, 
 
 The tempted and distressed, 
 Dear Lord, relieve, support, make whole, 
 And calm the troubled breast. 
 
 4 The faith and hope, the joy and love, 
 
 Of all thy saints increase ; 
 Hardness and prejudice remove, 
 And fill our hearts with peace. 
 
 HYMN 566. S. M. 
 1 /~10ME, all who love to pray, 
 
 On Jesus cast your care ; 
 And every praying soul shall find 
 He loves to answer prayer. 
 
 2 See how he looks and smiles, 
 
 From yonder shining throne ; 
 He listens to your humble cries, 
 And sends rich blessings down ! 
 
 3 Ye hungering, thirsting souls, 
 
 0 pray, and never faint; 
 Fresh scenes of love our Lord displays 
 To every praying saint. 
 
 4 And whither should we fly, 
 
 But to a throne of grace ? 
 For there we prove celestial joy, 
 And find substantial peace. 
 
 1 |^ REAT Spirit of immortal love ! 
 
 VX" Vouchsafe our frozen hearts to move 
 With ardour strong these breasts inflame, 
 To all that own a Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Still let the heavenly fire endure, 
 Fervent and vigorous, true and pure ; 
 Let every heart, and every hand, 
 Join in the dear fraternal band. 
 
 HYMN 567. L. M. 
 
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 BUILDING OR OPENING 
 
 3 Celestial Dove ! descend and bring 
 The smiling blessings on thy wing ; 
 And make us taste those sweets below, 
 Which in the blissful mansions grow. 
 
 BUILDING OR OPENING PLACES OF WORSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 568. L. M. 
 
 1 A LL hail, Immanuel, all hail ! 
 
 xjL We welcome thee to this abode ; 
 And hope that we shall never fail 
 To serve and worship thee as God. 
 
 2 Supreme in power, — in love supreme ; 
 
 Pre-eminent o'er all art thou; 
 Thy name we hold in high esteem, 
 And at thy footstool humbly bow. 
 
 3 We here from time to time would meet, 
 
 And in our songs the Lord extol ; 
 And cast our laurels at his feet, 
 And ever crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 And as his wisdom, truth and grace, 
 
 In estimation high we hold ; 
 So, we would fain, while in this place, 
 His honours raise with harps of gold. 
 
 HYMN 569. L. M. 
 
 1 "O TERNAL God ! how great art thou ; 
 Jl-J Most just and true are all thy ways ; 
 Before thee we would humbly bow, 
 
 And offer up our cheerful praise. 
 
 2 We'd own thy power, — thy sov'reign sway; 
 
 And when thou speakest stand in awe $■ 
 And found we'd be in wisdom's way, 
 And love and keep thy holy law. 
 
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 3 And wilt thou, Lord, come down like dew 
 
 On us, when in this house we meet, 
 And in our hearts thy work renew, 
 And smile from off thy mercy seat ? 
 
 4 And do, O Lord, increase our hope, 
 
 And brighten all the heavenly scene ; 
 And in the truth our souls build up, 
 When in this temple we convene. 
 
 HYMN 570. L. M. 
 
 1 TN Zion God delights to dwell, 
 JL It is his rest — 'tis his abode ; 
 And here the saints his wonders tell, 
 
 And tell them in a cheerful mood. 
 
 2 In Zion too, in days of old, 
 
 Jehovah placed his royal throne, 
 And from the same to prophets told, 
 What he'd in latter times make known. 
 
 3 He cheered his saints and built them up 
 
 In truth, and righteousness, and love ; 
 And bade them wait, and watch, and hope, 
 For greater blessings from above. 
 
 4 At length the true Messiah came, 
 
 And joy o'erflowed the saints of God ; 
 Immanuel they called his name, 
 And quickly spread the news abroad. 
 
 5 And now to us, dear Lord, appear, 
 
 And in our hearts thy word fulfil ; 
 And may we know that thou art near, 
 And learn to do thy righteous will. 
 
 6 May light upon our path be spread, 
 
 When we within this temple meet ; 
 And every soul with grace be fed, 
 And placed at the Redeemer's feet. 
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 HYMN 571. 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS, sov'reign Lord of all, 
 •f At thy feet we humbly fall ; 
 Lift our hearts and eyes to thee, 
 Send, O Lord, prosperity. 
 
 2 Where my name is on record, 
 There I'll bless thee, is thy word; 
 J Tis thy promise great and free, 
 Send, O send, prosperity. 
 
 3 Here let rebels at thy throne, 
 Lay their hostile weapons down ; 
 Kiss thy feet with suppliant knee, 
 Send, O Lord, prosperity. 
 
 4 Pastors send thy fold to bless, 
 Crown their labours with success ; 
 Preaching not themselves, but thee, 
 Source of all prosperity. 
 
 5 In thy temple, living stones, 
 Place our daughters and our sons, 
 Trophies to thy grace to be, 
 Send, 0 Lord, prosperity. 
 
 HYMN 572. 2 8s&6. 2 8s&6. 
 
 1 MAY thy speech, dear Lord, distil, 
 \J And rest upon this little hill 
 
 Like drops of honey-dew: 
 We'll then with pleasure raise our voice, 
 And in Immanuel rejoice, 
 
 And sing our songs anew. 
 
 2 Yes, dearest Lord, we thee entreat, 
 That thou wouldst condescend to meet 
 
 Us in this house of prayer : 
 And feed us with celestial food, 
 And with thy presence do us good 
 
 When hither we repair. 
 
PLACES OF WORSHIP. 
 
 3 And may thy truth our hearts inspire, 
 And raise in us a strong desire 
 
 To know yet more of God, 
 Who dwells in light — whose name is love — 
 Who sends down blessings from above, 
 
 And spreads them far abroad. 
 
 4 This God is ours — him we'll adore — 
 His grace and mercy we'll implore 
 
 To aid us day by day : 
 And when together in this place 
 We meet to seek the Saviour's face, 
 
 We'll still for mercy pray. 
 
 hymjST 573. c. m. 
 
 1 T OB.D may thy glory here be seen 
 -1 A By children of thy grace, 
 And in thy pastures, fresh and green, 
 
 May they find sweet solace. 
 
 2 And while from time to time they're found 
 
 Here waiting at thy door, 
 May they in faith and hope abound 
 And love thee more and more. 
 
 3 Yes, may they all afresh revive, 
 
 And shine like blazing noon ; 
 And in this temple feel alive, 
 And look like trees in bloom. 
 
 4 And even so will saints appear, 
 
 When Jesus from above 
 Looks down and smiles upon them here, 
 And feeds them with his love. 
 
 5 For love divine will cause all plants 
 
 Of grace to thrive and grow, 
 And richly too supply their wants, 
 While in this vale of woe. 
 
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 PART 2. 574. C. M. 
 
 1 TTERE too may sinners, young and old, 
 JlJL Though hostile now to God, 
 
 Be brought within the Saviour's fold, 
 By virtue of his blood. 
 
 2 And when within this fold they come, 
 
 They will with pleasure see, 
 That here for sinners yet is room, 
 However vile they be. 
 
 3 And should this house a Bethel prove 
 
 To vain and thoughtless youth, 
 And they be made, in strains of love, 
 To own the gospel truth : 
 
 4 May they through life to truth adhere, 
 
 And feel its power within, 
 And walk in meekness, love, and fear, 
 Abhorring every sin. 
 
 HYMJN" 575. 2 8s&6. 2 8s & 6. 
 
 1 A S we have now a temple raised 
 
 jljl In which the Saviour may be praised 
 
 By us when here we meet: 
 So we intreat the Lord our God, 
 That he would make it his abode, 
 
 And claim it as his seat. 
 
 2 And do, dear Lord, thy truth make known, 
 When here the gospel trump is blown 
 
 With an inviting sound : 
 The benefit of which to find, 
 May those who're sick, and lame, and blind, 
 
 Within these walls be found. 
 
 3 And like young cedars, fresh and green, 
 May we in love here oft convene, 
 
 And heavenly anthems sing : 
 And shout for joy, and praise, and pray, 
 And with delight our homage pay 
 
 To our exalted King. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
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 4 May sinners too who're quite undone, 
 Come here in haste and " kiss the Son," 
 
 And at his footstool fail: 
 And then in sweet, high sounding notes, 
 Employ their cheerful, warbling throats, 
 
 The Saviour to extol. 
 
 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 HYMN 576. L. M. 
 
 1 OD of the morning, at whose voice 
 \J~ The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
 And like a giant doth rejoice 
 
 To run his journey through the skies. 
 
 2 From the fair chambers of the east, 
 
 The circuit of his race begins, 
 And without weariness or rest, 
 Hound the whole earth he flies and shines. 
 
 3 Oh, like the sun, may I fulfil 
 
 Th' appointed duties of the day, 
 With ready mind, and active will, 
 March on, and keep my heavenly way. 
 
 4 Give me thy council for my guide, 
 
 And then receive me to thy bliss; 
 All my desires and hopes beside 
 Are faint and cold, compared w 7 ith this. 
 
 HYMN 577. C. M. 
 
 1 TF God to build the house deny, 
 J_ The builders work in vain ; 
 And towns, without his wakeful eye, 
 An useless watch maintain. 
 
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 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Before the morning-beams arise, 
 
 Your painful work renew, 
 And, till the stars ascend the skies, 
 Your tiresome toil pursue. 
 
 3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare : 
 
 In vain, till God has blest : 
 But if his smiles attend your care, 
 You shall have food and rest. 
 
 4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, 
 
 Shall a real blessing prove; 
 Nor ail the earthly joys he sends, 
 If sent without his love. 
 
 HYMN 578. C. M. 
 
 1 /""\ HAPPY man, whose soul is filled 
 V-J With zeal and rev'rend awe ! 
 His lips to God their honours yield; 
 
 His life adorns the law. 
 
 2 A careful Providence shall stand, 
 
 And ever guard thy head, 
 Shall on the labours of thy hand 
 Its kindly blessing shed. 
 
 3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ; 
 
 Thy children round thy board, 
 Each like a plant of honour shine, 
 And learn to fear the Lord. 
 
 4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil, 
 
 For months and years to come ; 
 The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, 
 Shall send thee blessings home. 
 
 HYMN 579. L. M. 
 
 1 rilHUS far the Lord has led me on, 
 
 -L Thus far his power prolongs my days, 
 And every evening shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
 
 And I perhaps am near my home ; 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I Jay my body down to sleep, 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 While well-appointed Angels keep 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 In vain the sons of earth or hell 
 
 Tell me a thousand frightful things; 
 My God in safety makes me dwell 
 Beneath the shadow of his wings. 
 
 1 j\TOW the shades of night are gone ; 
 
 Lord may we be thine to-day, 
 Drive the shades of sin away. 
 
 2 Fill our souls with heavenly light; 
 Banish doubt and cleanse our sight ; 
 In thy service, Lord, to-day, 
 
 Help us labour, help us pray. 
 
 3 Keep our haughty passions bound, 
 Save us from our foes around ; 
 Going out, and coming in, 
 
 Keep us safe from every sin. 
 
 4 When our work of life is past, 
 O receive us then at last; 
 Night and sin will be no more, 
 When we reach the heavenly shore. 
 
 HYMN 581. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, 
 jLX To God's upholding hand ; 
 Ten thousand snares attend us round, 
 And yet secure we stand. 
 
 HYMN 580. 7s. 
 
 Now the morning light is come ; 
 
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 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 2 That was a most amazing pow'r, 
 
 That raised us with a word, 
 And ev'ry day and ev'ry hour 
 We lean upon the Lord. 
 
 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, 
 
 And angels guard the room ; 
 We wake and we admire the bed, 
 That was not made our tomb. 
 
 4 The rising morning can't assure 
 
 That we shall end the day; 
 For death stands ready at the door, 
 To take our lives away. 
 
 HYMN 582. L. M. 
 
 1 REAT God to thee my ev'ning song, 
 \3T With humble gratitude I raise, 
 
 0 let thy mercy tune my tongue, 
 And fill my heart with lively praise. 
 
 2 My days unclouded as they pass, 
 
 And ev'ry gentle rolling hour, 
 Are monuments of wondrous grace, 
 And witness to thy love and pow'r. 
 
 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, 
 
 Too oft regardless of thy Jove, 
 Ungrateful, can from thee depart, 
 And fond of trifles vainly rove. 
 
 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
 
 Of Jesus; his dear name alone 
 
 1 plead for pardon, gracious God, 
 And kind acceptance at thy throne. 
 
 HYMN 583. C. M. 
 
 1 /~\F justice and of grace I sing, 
 %Jr And pay my God my vows ; 
 Thy grace and justice, heav'nly King, 
 Teach me to rule my house. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Now to my tent, O God, repair, 
 
 And make thy servant wise ; 
 I'll suffer nothing near me there, 
 That shall offend thine eyes. 
 
 3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong 
 
 By falsehood or by force, 
 The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue, 
 I'll thrust them from my doors. 
 
 4 I'll seek the faithful and the just, 
 
 And will their help enjoy ; 
 These are the friends that I shall trust, 
 The servants I'll employ. 
 
 HYMN 584. C. M. 
 
 1 THREAD sov'reign, let my ev'ning song 
 JLr Like holy incense rise ; 
 
 Assist the off'rings of my tongue 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
 2 Through all the dangers of the day, 
 
 Thy hand was still my guard, 
 And still to drive my wants away 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Incompass me around, 
 But O how few returns of love 
 Hath my Creator found ! 
 
 4 What have I done for him that died 
 
 To save my wretched soul? 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 Fast as the minutes roll ! 
 
 5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, 
 
 To thy dear cross I flee, 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renewed by thee. 
 
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 WEDDING HYMNS. 
 
 HYMN" 585. 8s&7s. 
 
 1 /^lOME, thou condescending Jesus! 
 V> Thou hast blest a marriage feast; 
 Come, and with thy presence bless us; 
 
 Deign to be an honoured guest. 
 
 2 Lord, we come to ask thy blessing 
 
 On the happy pair to rest ; 
 May thy goodness, never ceasing, 
 Make them now and ever blest. 
 
 3 Make them thine in true adoption, 
 
 Thine by free and sov'reign grace; 
 May they, in each word and action, 
 Do thy will and speak thy praise. 
 
 4 Gracious Lord, from thy free bounty, 
 
 Fill their basket and their store ; 
 Give them with their health and plenty, 
 Hearts thy goodness to adore. 
 
 5 Often from their happy dwelling 
 
 May the voice of prayer ascend, 
 For thy mercies still increasing, 
 To their best, their kindest friend. 
 
 6 When by death's cold hand divided, 
 
 Which dissolves the tend'rest ties; 
 By thy grace again united, 
 May they in thy image rise. 
 
 HYMN 586. C. M. 
 
 1 OINCE Jesus freely did appear 
 To grace a marriage feast, 
 We ask, O Lord, thy presence here, 
 To make a wedding guest. 
 
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 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
 
 Who now have plighted hands; 
 Their union with thy favour 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 souls unite, 
 
 That they with christian care, 
 May make domestic burdens light, 
 By taking mutual share. 
 
 SICKNESS. 
 
 HYMN 587. L. M. 
 
 1 XjlATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; 
 Jl How kind was thy chastising rod, 
 That forced my conscience to a stand, 
 
 And brought my wand'ring soul to God ! 
 
 2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, 
 
 Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord, 
 . I left my guide and lost my way ; 
 But now I love and keep thy word. 
 
 3 'Tis good for me to bear the yoke, 
 
 For pride is apt to rise and swell ; 
 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, 
 That I might learn his statutes well. 
 
 HYMN 588. C. M. 
 
 1 fXlHOU only centre of my rest, 
 JL Look down with pitying eye, 
 While, with protracted pain opprest 3 
 I breathe the plaintive sigh. 
 
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 2 Thy gracious presence, O my God, 
 
 My every wish contains ; 
 With this beneath affliction's load, 
 My heart no more complains. 
 
 3 This can my ev'ry care control, 
 
 Gild each dark scene with light; 
 This is the sunshine of the soul, — 
 Without it all is night. 
 
 4 Lord, shall the breathings of my heart 
 
 Aspire in vain to thee ? 
 Confirm the hope, that where thou art, 
 I shall forever be. 
 
 HYMN 589. S. M. 
 
 1 TP|OST thou my profit seek, 
 JLJ And chasten as a friend ? 
 O God, I'll kiss the smarting rod, 
 
 There's honey at the end. 
 
 2 Dost thou through death's dark vale 
 
 Conduct to heaven at last ! 
 The future good will make amends 
 For all the evils past. 
 
 3 Lord, I would not repine 
 
 At strokes in mercy sent ; 
 If the chastisement comes in love, 
 My soul shall be content. 
 
 HYMN 590. C. M. 
 
 1 OD of my life, look gently down, 
 \J Behold the pains I feel ; 
 
 But I am dumb before thy throne, 
 Nor dare dispute thy will. 
 
 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, 
 
 They come at thy command ; 
 I'll not attempt a murnrTring word, 
 Against thy chastening hand. 
 
SICKNESS. 
 
 3 Yet may I plead with humble cries 
 
 " Remove thy sharp rebukes," 
 My strength consumes, my spirit dies 
 Through thy repeated strokes. 
 
 4 I'm but a sojourner below, 
 
 As all my fathers were ; 
 May I be well prepared to go, 
 When I the summons hear. 
 
 HYMN 591. C. M. 
 
 1 TTEAR me, O God ! nor hide thy face ; 
 JLjL But answer, lest I die ; 
 
 Hast thou not built a throne of grace, 
 To hear when sinners cry ? 
 
 2 My days are wasted like the smoke, 
 
 Dissolving in the air: 
 My strength is dried ; my heart is broke, 
 And sinking in despair. 
 
 3 My spirit flags, like withering grass 
 
 Burnt with excessive heat : 
 In secret groans my minutes pass, 
 And I forget to eat. ( 
 
 4 As on some lonely building's top 
 
 The sparrow tells her moan, 
 Far from the tents of joy and hope 
 I sit and grieve alone. 
 
 HYMN 592. L. M. 
 
 1 \A7^"*^ th ou o n * f ee l disease and pain, 
 
 ▼ ▼ Yet give me, Lord, to taste thy love 
 I then shall change this mournful strain, 
 And wait thy message from above. 
 
 2 Thou canst enable me to sing, 
 
 And all my foes, and fears, outbrave ; 
 See death without his pointed sting, 
 And boast a vict'ry o'er the grave. 
 
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 SICKNESS. 
 
 3 Lord, I would leave these fetters here, 
 
 To share in joys for ever new ; 
 I would, without one anxious fear, 
 Depart, and bid the world adieu. 
 
 4 Oh ! when will that most happy day — 
 
 When will that blissful moment come, 
 That shall my w r eary soul convey 
 Safe to her everlasting home ! 
 
 HYMN 593. C, M. 
 
 1 /"\UR heavenly Father must correct 
 
 A well beloved child, 
 Or else he would his will reject, 
 And wanton grow, and wild. 
 
 2 He knows how apt we are to start, 
 
 And cast his fear aside; 
 And by his rod's instructive smart, 
 He brings us near his side. 
 
 3 O Father, make thy love appear, 
 
 But every doubt remove, 
 And whisper in the christian's ear, 
 "I smite, because I love." 
 
 4 And while the rod is in thy hand, 
 
 A father's heart reveal, 
 And teach the child to understand 
 Thy loving-kindness well, 
 
 5 Support his heart, and hold his head, 
 
 And sanctify the rod ; 
 Purge out the dross which pride has bred, 
 And draw his heart to God. 
 
 HYMN 594. C. M. 
 
 1 T> Y fiery trials, God shall purge 
 J3 His children's dross and tin; 
 Yet not, as some profanely urge, 
 T' atone for actual sin. 
 
SICKNESS. 
 
 2 The scape-goat's head sustained the curse, 
 
 Which was to Israel due ; 
 Jesus, our Passover, for us, 
 
 Was cursed and slaughtered too. 
 
 3 Eternal thanks to Jesus, then, 
 
 Who took the curse away : 
 Nor left to fallen, guilty men, 
 The debt of sin to pay. 
 
 4 Though oft we feel his chastening rod, 
 
 And gloomy seasons prove : 
 Yet still he stands our covenant God, 
 Nor alters in his love. 
 
 HYMN 595. L. M. 
 
 1 A FFLICTED saint to Christ draw near, 
 A Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear 
 His faithful word declares to thee, 
 
 That as thy days, thy strength shall be, 
 
 2 Let not thy heart despond and say, 
 "How shall I 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 When called by him to bear the cross, 
 Reproach, affliction, pain, or loss, 
 
 Or deep distress and poverty, 
 
 Still as thy day, thy strength shall be. 
 
 5 When 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. 
 
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 DEATH. 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 HYMN 596. C. M. 
 
 1 AN awful work it is to die !' 
 J\. A work we all must do ; 
 And every day is creeping nigh, 
 
 More nigh to me and you. 
 
 2 Disease will shake our house of clay, 
 
 And make it reel and fall; 
 The spirit will be forced away, • 
 When Jesus gives a call. 
 
 3 Before his awful judgment seat 
 
 Each mortal must appear; 
 And Christ will fix their doom complete, 
 In joy or sad despair. 
 
 4 And are you decked in heavenly dress, 
 
 Prepared to meet your God ; 
 Arrayed in Jesus' righteousness, 
 And washed in Jesus' blood? 
 
 HYMN 597. C. M. 
 
 1 f\ HAPPY soul, who safely past, 
 \J Thy weary warfare here ; 
 Arrived at Jesus' feet at last, 
 
 And ended all thy care! 
 
 2 No more shall sickness break thy rest, 
 
 Or pain create the smart; 
 No more shall doubts disturb thy breast, 
 Or sin afflict thine heart. 
 
 3 No more the world on thee shall frown, 
 
 No longer Satan roar — 
 Thy man of sin is broken down, 
 And shall torment no more. 
 
DEATH. 
 
 4 "Adieu, vain world," the spirit cries, 
 " All tears are wiped away ; 
 My Jesus fills my cup with joys, 
 And fills it every day." 
 
 HYMN 598. C. M. 
 
 1 AT length he bowed his dying head, 
 xjL And guardian angel's come : 
 The spirit dropt its clay and fled, 
 
 Fled off triumphant home. 
 
 2 An awful, yet a glorious sight, 
 
 To see believers die ! 
 They smile, and bid the world good night, 
 And take their flight on high ! 
 
 3 No guilty pangs becloud the face, 
 
 No horrors make them weep, 
 Held up and cheered by Jesus' grace, 
 They sweetly fall asleep. 
 
 4 On death they cast a wishful eye, 
 
 When Jesus bids them sing, 
 " O grave, where is thy victory, 
 O death where is thy sting ?" 
 
 HYMN 599. L. M. 
 
 1 TjlATHER! we bow before thy throne ; 
 JC Our pastor's dead ! we're left alone ! 
 With hearts of sorrow, almost broke, 
 
 We mourn and grieve beneath the stroke. 
 
 2 We oft with joy have viewed his face, 
 And heard thy messages of grace, 
 
 Tn faithfulness and love proclaimed; 
 Regardless whether praised or blamed. 
 
 3 Thy word his guide — from thence he drew 
 His doctrines and his precepts too, — 
 From thence he learnt the heavenly road, 
 By which he walked and rests with God, 
 
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 4 We feel the loss of such a guide ; 
 And if his place is e'er supplied, 
 From thee the messenger must come, — 
 We look, 0 Lord, to thee alone ! 
 
 HYMN 600. L. M. 
 
 1 XJIS death we mourn, who lately stood 
 JLJl A herald of the mighty God ; 
 Proclaimed the Saviour of our race, 
 And bore the message of his grace. 
 
 2 Laborious in his Master's cause ; 
 His view, nor lucre, nor applause ; 
 To spend and to be spent resigned, 
 If souls through Christ salvation find. 
 
 3 With pointed language, flaming zeal, 
 He to the conscience did appeal ; 
 With terror sought the soul to move, 
 Or draw it with the cords of iove. 
 
 4 But all his labours now are o'er, 
 And we shall hear his voice no more : 
 His dust lies silent in the tomb ; 
 He's gone to heaven, his final home. 
 
 HYMN" 601. C. M. 
 
 1 AN early summons Jesus sends 
 J\. To call a child above, 
 
 And whispers o'er the weeping friends, 
 'Tis all the fruit of love. 
 
 2 To save the little child from wo, 
 
 And guard it from all harms, 
 And from the many griefs below, 
 I called it to my arms. 
 
 3 But do not rashly with me strive, 
 
 Nor vainly fast or weep ; 
 The child, though dead, is yet alive, 
 And only fali'n asleep. 
 
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 4 'Tis 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 for ever mine. 
 
 HYMN 602. L. M. 
 
 1 fTIHE busy scene of life is closed, 
 
 JL An active usefulness is o'er; 
 The body's laid in calm repose, 
 
 And sin shall ne'er distress it more. 
 
 2 The happy soul is gone to rest, 
 
 Where cares no more shall spoil its peace, 
 Reclining on its Saviour's breast, 
 Has entered boundless, heavenly bliss. 
 
 3 With what unspeakable delight, 
 
 It mounts unto the throne above ! 
 With kindred spirits to unite 
 
 In rapturous songs of endless love. 
 
 4 There o'er the boundless, flowery plains 
 
 Of heavenly bliss, it peaceful roves, 
 With pleasure recollects its pains, 
 Ascends and sings, adores and loves. 
 
 HYMN 603. L. M. 
 
 1 "V¥7HAT scenes of horror and of dread 
 w-W Await the dying sinner's bed ! 
 Death's terrors all appear in sight, 
 Presages of eternal night. 
 
 Tormenting pangs distract his breast ; 
 Where'er he turns, he finds no rest ; 
 Death strikes the blow, he groans and cries, 
 And in despair and horror, dies. 
 
FUNERAL. 
 
 3 Not so the heir of heavenly bliss; 
 
 His soul is filled with conscious peace ; 
 A steady faith subdues his fear; 
 He sees the happy Canaan near. 
 
 4 His mind is tranquil and serene ; 
 No terrors in his looks are seen ; 
 
 His Saviour's smile dispels the gloom, 
 And smooths his passage to the lomb. 
 
 HYMN 604. C. M. 
 
 1 OTOOP down my thoughts that used to rise, 
 k5 Converse awhile with death ; 
 
 Think how a gasping mortal lies, 
 And pants away his breath. 
 
 2 His quivering lip hangs feebly down, 
 
 His pulse is faint and few ; 
 Then, speechless, with a doleful groan, 
 He bids the world adieu. 
 
 3 But, O the soul that never dies ! 
 
 At once it leaves the clay ! 
 Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, 
 And track its wondrous way ! 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 HYMN 605. S. M. 
 
 1 npHE spirits of the just, 
 
 L Confined in bodies, groan, 
 Till death consigns the corpse to dust, 
 And then the conflict's done. 
 
 2 Jesus, who came to save, 
 
 The Lamb for sinner's slain, 
 Perfumed the chambers of the grave, 
 And made e'en death our gain. 
 
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 3 Why fear we then to trust 
 
 The place where Jesus lay; 
 In quiet rest our brother's dust, 
 And thus it seems to say : 
 
 4 " Forbear, my friends, to weep, 
 
 Since death has lost his sting; 
 Those christians that in Jesus sleep, 
 Our God will with him bring." 
 
 HYMN 606. C. M. 
 
 IAS vapours rising from the earth, 
 JLJL Dance in the liquid air, 
 But when the sun is breaking forth, 
 March off and disappear. 
 
 2 So frail is man, so fleet his age ; 
 
 A floating vapour true ! 
 A while he dances on the stage; 
 Then bids the world adieu. 
 
 3 A thoughtless creature sure he seems, 
 
 And roams about to-day ; 
 And in the midst of earthly dreams, 
 Is checked and snatched away. 
 
 4 Or full of mirth, or full of care, 
 
 And heedless of his doom, 
 Till sickness stops his mad career, 
 And drops him in the tomb. 
 
 HYMN 607. C. M. 
 
 1 "VHTHILE to the grave our friends are borne, 
 
 ▼ ▼ Around their cold remains, 
 How all the tender passions mourn ; 
 And each fond heart complains ! 
 
 2 But down to earth, alas, in vain 
 
 We bend our weeping eyes ; 
 * Ah ! let us leave these seats of pain, 
 And upward learn to rise. 
 
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 3 Hope cheerful smiles amid the gloom, 
 
 And beams a healing ray, 
 And guides us from the darksome tomb 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Jesus, who left his blest abode, 
 
 Amazing grace ! to die, 
 Marked, when he rose, the shining road, 
 To his bright courts on high. 
 
 HYMN 608. C. M. 
 
 1 blooming youth is snatched away, 
 y V By death's resistless hand, 
 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Which pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 O 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. 
 
 THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 HYMN 609. Ss&7s, 
 
 EE the captain of salvation, 
 Lead his armies up the sky ! 
 Rise above the conflagration, 
 Leave the world to burn and die. 
 
 2 Lo! I see the fair immortals 
 Enter to the blissful seats ; 
 Glory opens wide her portals, 
 And the Saviour's train admits. 
 
THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 3 All the chosen of the Father, 
 All for whom the Lamb was slain, 
 
 All the church appear together. 
 Washed from ev'ry sinful stain. 
 
 4 His sweet smiles the place enlighten, 
 
 More than thousands suns could do; 
 All around his presence brighten, 
 Changeless, yet forever new. 
 
 HYMN 610. C. M. 
 
 1 FTHHE Judge descends ! ye dead arise 
 A To meet your final doom ! 
 
 Creation in amazement flies 
 To make the parties room. 
 
 2 Millions attend him down the skies, 
 
 With strains of love profound ; 
 And millions out of hell arise, 
 In awful fetters bound! 
 
 3 One look divides the num'rous throng, 
 
 And each assumes his place ; 
 Prepared to raise the heav'nly song, 
 Or fly his dreadful face. 
 
 4 He smiles ! and countless happy souls 
 
 Unite his praise to swell ; 
 He frowns ! and fiery vengeance rolls 
 The wicked down to hell. 
 
 HYMN 611. L. M. 
 
 1 IVfOj I'll repine at death no more, 
 
 J_ 1 But, with a cheerful gasp, resign 
 To the cold dungeon of the grave, 
 These dying, withering limbs of mine. 
 
 2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh, 
 
 And crumble all my bones to dust, 
 My God shall raise my frame afresh, 
 At the revival of the just. 
 
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 3 Break, sacred morning ! through the skies, 
 
 Bring that delightful, dreadful day; * 
 Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come, 
 Thy ling'ring wheels, how long they stay 
 
 4 Haste, then, upon the wings of love, 
 
 Rouse all the pious sleeping clay, 
 That we may join in heav'nly joys, 
 And sing the triumph of the day. 
 
 HY3IX 612. C. M. 
 
 1 TTOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign, 
 -Li And triumph o'er the just: 
 
 While the rich blood of martyrs slain, 
 Lies mingled with the dust ? 
 
 2 Lo! I behold the scattered shades, 
 
 The dawn of heaven appears ; 
 The sweet immortal morning spreads 
 Its blushes round the spheres. 
 
 3 I see the Lord of glory come, 
 
 And flaming guards around : 
 The skies divide to make him room, 
 The trumpet shakes the ground. 
 
 4 I hear the voice, "ye dead arise!" 
 
 And lo, the graves obey ; 
 And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
 Hail the expected day. 
 
 HYMN 613. S. M. 
 
 1 A NT) must this body die ? 
 
 This mortal frame decay? 
 And must these active limbs of mine 
 Lie mouldering in the clay ? 
 
 2 Corruption, earth and worms, 
 
 Shall but refine this flesh, 
 Till my triumphant spirit comes, 
 To put it on afresh. 
 
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 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, 
 
 And often from the skies 
 Looks down and watches all my dust, 
 Till he shall bid it rise. 
 
 4 Arrayed in glorious grace, 
 
 Shall these vile bodies shine. 
 And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, 
 Look heav'nly and divine. 
 
 THE LAST JUDGMENT. 
 
 HYMN 614. 8s 7s & 4s. 
 
 1 TTV AY of judgment, day of wonders, 
 \J Hark the trumpet's dreadful 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 ! 
 You 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. 
 
 HYMN 615. C. M. 
 
 1 FT! HE Lord, the Judge, before his throne, 
 J, Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
 The nations near the rising sun, 
 And near the western sky. 
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 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 
 
 "Judgment will ne'er begin," 
 No more abuse his long delay, 
 To impudence and sin. 
 
 3 Throned on a cloud our God shall come, 
 
 Bright flames prepare his way; 
 Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, 
 Lead on the dreadful day. 
 
 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, 
 
 Attending angels come, 
 And earth and hell shall know and fear 
 His justice and their doom. 
 
 HYMN 616. L. M. 
 
 1 ft/TETHINKS the last great day is come, 
 JLtJL Methinks I hear the trumpet sound, 
 That shakes the earth, rends ev'ry tomb, 
 
 And wakes the pris'ners under ground. 
 
 2 The mighty deep gives up her trust, 
 
 Awed by the Judge's high command; 
 Both small and great now quit their dust, 
 And round the dread tribunal stand. 
 
 3 Behold the awful books displayed, 
 
 Big with th' important fates* of men ; 
 Each deed and word now public made, 
 As wrote by heaven's unerring pen. 
 
 4 To ev'ry soul the books assign 
 
 The joyous or the dread reward : 
 Sinners in vain lament and pine, 
 No pleas the Judge will here regard. 
 
 5 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold, 
 
 May life's fair book my soul approve: 
 There may I read my name enrolled, 
 And triumph in redeeming love. 
 
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 HYMN 617. P. M. 
 
 1 "CX7HEN thou my righteous Judge shall come 
 W To fetch thy ransomed people home, 
 
 Shall I among them stand? 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
 Be found at thy right hand? 
 
 2 I love to meet among them now, 
 Before thy gracious feet to bow, 
 
 Though vilest of them all ; 
 But can I bear the piercing thought ? 
 What if my name should be. left out, 
 
 When thou for them shalt call ! 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ; 
 
 Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place, 
 
 In this th' accepted day : 
 Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear, 
 To still my unbelieving fear, — 
 
 Nor let me fall 1 pray. 
 
 4 Let me among thy saints be found, 
 
 When e'er th' archangel's trump shall sound 
 
 To see thy smiling face : 
 Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, 
 While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
 
 With shouts of sov'reign grace. 
 
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 HYMN 618. C. M. 
 
 1 npHE Lord Jehovah built the skies, 
 _l And reared his stately frame : 
 The wide creation testifies 
 The greatness of his name. 
 
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 2 The liquid element below 
 
 Was gathered by his hand : 
 The rolling seas together flow, 
 And leave the solid land. 
 
 3 To great Jehovah doth pertain 
 
 What in the ocean is ; 
 The finny people of the main, 
 And monsters there, are his. 
 
 4 Death and destruction do in vain, 
 
 Their sable covering spread, 
 And in their secret vaults enchain, 
 Or fast lock up the dead. 
 
 5 The eye of the Almighty does 
 
 Their spoils entire survey; 
 And no distinction ever knows 
 Betwixt the night and day. 
 
 HYMN 619. C. M. 
 
 1 JFTIWAS in an hour when wrath prevailed, 
 
 A And powers of darkness rose; 
 A sudden groan my ear assailed, 
 Expressing dying woes. 
 
 2 I turned ; then wondered as I stood 
 
 At what mine eyes surveyed ! 
 A Prince, expiring in his blood, 
 On Calvary's cross displayed. 
 
 3 I knew him, though his thorny crown 
 
 Dimmed his majestic air: 
 Then I demanded, with a frown, 
 " What traitor fixed him there ? 55 
 
 4 No answer to my voice I heard, 
 
 Nor could discern a foe; 
 When lo ! his fainting head he reared, 
 And spake in words of woe : 
 
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 5 "Cease wretch, from vain inquiry rest, 
 
 My cruel murderer see ; 
 Thy sins have rent my bleeding breast, 
 And nailed me to this tree." 
 
 6 Trembling I fell, and kissed his wounds, 
 
 And wiped the gore away ; 
 I saw him smooth his killing frowns, 
 And heard him gently say : 
 
 7 "Rise, let thy heart its grief compose, 
 
 Thy Saviour can forgive : 
 He feels the burden of thy woes, 
 And dies to bid thee live." 
 
 HYMN 620. L. M. 
 
 1 Tjl XPAND, my soul, arise and sing 
 JUj The matchless grace of Zion's King 
 Whose love, as ancient as his name, 
 Let all thy powers aloud proclaim. 
 
 2 'Twas he eternal ages past 
 Formed his great plan from first to last ; 
 And what his arm would e'er fulfil, 
 Stood ever present to his will. 
 
 3 He saw with one capacious glance, 
 World upon world to life advance ; 
 And fixed the end, e'er time began, 
 Of seraph, reptile, and of man. 
 
 i Of man, chief work of all below, 
 What wonders are we led to know ! 
 Wonders surpassing angels ken 
 Are by our God revealed to men. 
 
 PART 2. 621. L. M. 
 
 I ipl RACE, deep as the eternal mind, 
 VJf Unutterable bliss designed 
 For man; e'er worlds, or sin, were born, 
 Or angels sang creation's morn. 
 
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 2 Chosen of old, of old approved; 
 In Christ th' eternal Son beloved ; 
 Adopted too, and children made, 
 E'er sin its baneful poison spread. 
 
 3 Though sin and guilt infest them here, 
 In Christ they all complete appear; 
 For all that justice e'er demands, 
 Received full payment from his hands. 
 
 4 In him the Father never saw 
 
 The least transgression of his law : 
 Perfection, then, in him we view — 
 His saints, in him, are perfect too. 
 
 5 Then let our soul in humble praise, 
 To Jesus lasting anthems raise; 
 And love eternal be our song, 
 
 As endless ages roll along. 
 
 HYMJV 622. C. M. 
 
 1 "JERUSALEM ! Jerusalem! 
 
 t3 How glad should I have been, 
 Could I, in my lone wanderings, 
 Thine aged walls have seen. 
 
 2 Could I have gazed on that fair dome 
 
 Above thy towers that swells, 
 And heard, just as the sun went down, 
 Thy parting camel's bells. 
 
 3 Could I have stood on Olivet, 
 
 Where once the Saviour trod, 
 And from its brow looked down upon 
 The city of our God! 
 
 4 For is it not, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Thy holy city still,— 
 Though there thy prophets walk no more, 
 That crowns Moriah's hill? 
 
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 5 Thy prophets walk no more, indeed, 
 
 The streets of Salem now, 
 Nor are their voices lifted up 
 On Zion's lonesome brow. 
 
 6 And there in sad Gethsemane, 
 
 The aged olive trees 
 Are shading still, and in their shade 
 I would have sought the breeze. 
 
 7 I would have gone to Calvary, 
 
 And where the females stood 
 Bewailing loud the Crucified, 
 As near him as they could : 
 
 8 I would have stood till night o'er earth 
 
 Her heavy pall had thrown, 
 And thought upon my Saviour's cross, 
 And learned to bear my own. 
 
 HYMN 623. 2 8s & 1 6. 
 
 1 A GENTLE voice is somewhere near; 
 jljL It sweetly falls upon my ear, 
 
 It whispers me away : 
 It tells of springs that ever bloom, 
 In that fair land beyond the tomb, 
 
 Where dwells eternal day. 
 
 2 'Mid fields of soft unfading green, 
 And sin and death come not between 
 
 The spirit and its God : 
 O glorious happy world on high, 
 Engaging to the christian's eye, 
 
 And 'tis his last abode. 
 
 3 There all is pleasant, bright, and fair, 
 For peace hath fixed her dwelling there, 
 
 And there on downy wing, 
 Unnumbered cherubs sport along, 
 And angels swell the blissful throng, 
 
 Whose anthems sweetly ring. 
 
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 4 Yes, tis a world supremely blest, 
 A Sabbath of eternal rest, — 
 
 From dangers wholly free : 
 Sickness and death there never reign, 
 Nor fear shall come, nor grief nor pain, — 
 
 All cares forever flee. 
 
 5 The voice is hushed, — its music still, 
 Yet hope and joy my bosom fill, — 
 
 I in that world shall shine : 
 My harp shall wake the heavenly strains 
 Which breathe all through those lovely plains, 
 
 Immortal joys are mine. 
 
 HYMN 624. C. M. 
 
 1 TJRAY what supports the pilgrim's feet 
 _fT As wearied on he goes ? 
 
 It is the recollection sweet, 
 His journey soon will close. 
 
 2 What does the seaman's heart elate 
 
 When billows round him roar? 
 The thought of all his friends who wait 
 To welcome him on shore. 
 
 3 A.nd thus when strength the saint forsakes, 
 
 To him this staff is given, 
 That every weary step he takes, 
 Approaches nearer heaven. 
 
 4 Above the noise of wind and sea, 
 
 He, Iist'ning, seems to hear, 
 The sound of angel minstrelsy, 
 That tells him — heaven is near. 
 
 HYMN 625. C. M. 
 
 1 TX7HEN the dark shades of evening flee, 
 Vt And light's soft beams appear, 
 Among the eastern clouds I see 
 The bright and morning star. 
 
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 2 But lo! on earth a star is seen, 
 
 And sheds celestial light ; 
 Its rays the brightest gem outshine, 
 That ever decked the night! 
 
 3 Through the waste howling wilderness 
 
 My feet had wandered far ; 
 When I beheld through sov'reign grace, 
 This bright and morning star ! 
 
 4 How lovely did its beams appear, 
 
 While they marked out my road ! 
 And freed my feet from every snare 
 That kept me back from God. 
 
 5 O thou sweet star, thy beams extend, 
 
 Scatter the clouds of woe ! 
 Let every nation, every land, 
 Thy genial influence know ! 
 
 6 O shine around life's dreary path, 
 
 To guide my following days ; 
 And through the gloomy vale of death 
 O lend thy cheering rays ! 
 
 7 And when among th' angelic throng 
 
 My spirit shall appear, 
 I'll praise, in one eternal song, 
 The bright and morning star ! 
 
 HYMN 626. L. M. 
 
 1 T71ROM every stormy wind that blows, 
 J_ From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat — 
 
 Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads ; 
 
 A place, of all on earth most sweet, — 
 And it is called the mercy seat. 
 
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 3 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismayed — 
 Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
 Had suffering saints no mercy seat. 
 
 4 There, there, on eagle-wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense seem all no more, 
 
 And heaven comes down, our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the mercy seat. 
 
 5 O let my hand forget her skill, 
 
 My tongue be silent, cold, and still, 
 This bounding heart forget to beat, 
 If I forget the mercy seat. 
 
 HYMN 627. P. M. 
 
 1 T> EDEMPTION'S wise mysterious plan, 
 JlV Salvation .for apostate man, 
 
 Which God devised ere time began, 
 Is finished! 
 
 2 Enough was done that wondrous day, 
 God's love and hatred to display; 
 With joy and grief combined, we say 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
 3 Sin how abhorred, but man how dear, 
 By all thy sufferings, Lord, appear; 
 We sing with rapture, shame and fear, 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
 4 The holy law has had its due, 
 
 Now God his sov'reign law can shew; 
 Apollyon his defeat shall rue : 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
 5 Now all the arduous work is done, 
 Vict'ry complete our Lord has won; 
 He has to take the spoil begun : 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
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 6 Did he who died the conquest gain ? 
 What shall he do who lives again ? 
 
 He mounts above all heavens to reign; 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
 7 Abaddon, yield thy trembling prey ! 
 Away, ye hosts of hell, away ! 
 Rise, rise ye dead, to endless day ! 
 
 'Tis finished! 
 
 HYMjN" 628. 2 3s & 16. 
 
 1 TTARK! how the blood-bought host above 
 XI Conspire to praise redeeming love, 
 
 In sweet harmonious strains; 
 And while they strike their golden lyres, 
 This glorious theme each bosom fires, 
 
 That grace triumphant reigns. 
 
 2 Join thou my soul, for thou canst tell 
 How grace divine broke up thy cell, 
 
 And loosed thy native chains; 
 And still, from that auspicious day, 
 How oft art thou constrained to say, 
 
 That grace triumphant reigns. 
 
 3 When called to meet the king of dread, 
 Should love compose my dying bed, 
 
 And grace my soul sustain ; 
 Then, ere I quit this mortal clay, 
 I'll raise my fainting voice, and say, 
 
 Let grace triumphant reign. 
 
 HYMN 629. C. M. 
 
 1 T ORD, in thy gospel I behold 
 .1 A Thy truth and mercy shine ; 
 And thus inspired, I urge my plea, 
 
 " O save me ! — I am thine." 
 
 2 Oft unbelief against thy love 
 
 Suggests it is not mine; 
 Yet, Lord, thy promise cannot fail 3 
 " O save me ! — I am thine." 
 
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 3 Satan persuades my faithless soul 
 
 This grace is not divine ; 
 But from the guilt of unbelief, 
 " O save me ! — I am thine." 
 
 4 Sin and the world's deceitful charms, 
 
 In their false lustre .shine ; 
 But from its flattering pois'nous snares, 
 " O save me ! — I am thine." 
 
 5 Then in the blissful realms of light, 
 
 With saints redeemed I'll join, 
 To give the glory due to grace, 
 And be forever thine ! 
 
 HYMN 630. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS heals the broken-hearted, 
 
 «J Oh ! how sweet that sound to me ! 
 Once beneath my sin he smarted, 
 Groaned and bled to set me free. 
 
 2 By his sufT'rings, death and merits, 
 
 By his God-head, blood and pain, 
 Broken hearts or wounded spirits, 
 Are at once made whole again. 
 
 3 Broken by the law's loud thunder, 
 
 To the cross for refuge flee ; 
 O'er his pungent sorrows ponder, 
 'Tis his stripes that healeth thee. 
 
 4 Oil and wine to heal and cherish, 
 
 Jesus still to Israel gives ; 
 Nor shall e'er a sinner perish, 
 Who in his dear name believes. 
 
 HYMN 631. 8s. 
 
 1 T J OW awful the state I was in, 
 
 .EX When Satan's proud vassal I stood, 
 Bound fast in the fetters of sin, 
 Rejecting salvation by blood. 
 
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 2 On self my dependence was laid ; 
 
 I thought myself holy and free, 
 Till Sinai its terrors displayed, 
 And drove me, dear Jesus, to thee. 
 
 3 Thus stript by the precept at last, 
 
 A debtor insolvent I am ; 
 My sins, both the present and past, 
 Were paid in the blood of the Lamb. 
 
 4 From hence this conclusion I draw, 
 
 With gospel assurance, that he 
 Whose heart was ne'er broke by the law, 
 No sweets in the gospel can see. 
 
 HYMN 632. L. M. 
 
 1 ITHHE moon and stars shall lose their light ; 
 A The sun shall sink in endless night : 
 
 Eoth heav'n and earth shall pass away, 
 The works of nature all decay : — 
 
 2 But they that in the Lord confide, 
 And shelter in his wounded side, 
 Shall see the danger overpast, 
 Stand ev'ry storm and live at last. 
 
 3 What Christ has said must be fulfilled, 
 On this firm rock, believers, build, 
 His word shall stand, his truth prevail, 
 And not one jot or tittle fail. 
 
 4 His word is this, poor sinners, hear, 
 " Believe on me, and banish fear; 
 Cease from your own works, bad or good, 
 And wash your garments in my blood." 
 
 HYMN 633. C. M. 
 
 1 f\ THAT I knew where I might find 
 v^r My God, who hides his path ; 
 To him I would unfold my mind, 
 And testify my faith. 
 
358 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 
 
 2 I forward go to seek him out, 
 
 But, lo ! he is not there ; 
 Backward, but when I turn about, 
 He's gone I know not where. 
 
 3 Upon the right hand, and the left, 
 
 Fain would I him accost; 
 But still of my desire bereft, 
 I find my labour lost. 
 
 4 His way is hid, but mine is eyed 
 
 By him I thus desire ; 
 1 shall, as gold, when he hath tried, 
 Come purer from the fire. 
 
 HYMN 634. C. M. 
 
 1 "V7TTHEN Noah with his favoured few, 
 
 ▼ V Was ordered to embark ; 
 Eight human souls, a little crew, 
 Entered on board his ark. 
 
 2 Though ev'ry part he might secure 
 
 With bar, or bolt, or pin ; 
 To make the preservation sure, 
 Jehovah shut him in. 
 
 3 So souls, that into Christ believe, 
 
 Quickened by vital faith, 
 Eternal life at once receive, 
 And never shall see death. 
 
 4 In Christ his ark he safely rides, 
 
 Not wrecked by death nor sin; 
 How is it he so safe abides ? 
 The Lord has shut him in. 
 
 HYMN 635. S. M. 
 
 1 OME ye that love the Lord, 
 
 And let your joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accord, 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
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 2 The sorrows of the mind 
 
 Be banished from this place ; 
 Religion never was designed 
 To make our pleasures less. 
 
 3 Let those refuse to sing 
 
 Who never knew our God ; 
 But fav'rites of the heav'nly King 
 Should speak their joys abroad. 
 
 4 The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below; 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 
 From faith and hope must grow. 
 
 5 Then let our songs abound, 
 
 And ev'ry tear be dry; 
 We'er marching through ImmanuePs ground, 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 HYMJf 636. L. M. 
 
 1 RACE will to every duty bind, 
 VJT It forms the hearts of men sincere ; 
 It sweetly humbles all the mind, 
 
 And then in acts it will appear. 
 
 2 It makes the meanest servant just, 
 
 Willing, obedient, wise, discreet, 
 Worthy of confidence and trust, 
 And diligent without deceit. 
 
 3 Ye that are servants, seek for grace, 
 
 If to your masters you'd be dear; 
 And thus fill up your humble place, 
 Serve them in faith with holy fear. 
 
 4 Labour while heav'n allows you strength, 
 
 Let all your work to God be done ; 
 A sure reward shall come at length. 
 When faithfully your race is run. 
 
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 HYMN 637. L. M. 
 
 1 FT1HE rain descends, the tempests rise 9 — 
 JL My soul his majesty adore I 
 
 Jehovah's voice sounds through the skies, 
 While lightnings flash and thunders roan 
 
 2 I sit becalmed while others fear, 
 
 The God of thunder is my all ; 
 It is my Father's voice I hear, 
 Nor shall I by his thunder fall. 
 
 3 No : while his lightnings flash around, 
 
 Although the earth's foundations move, 
 I stand secure on faith's firm ground, 
 I rest in his unchanging love. 
 
 4 Nothing shall fright my soul from God, 
 
 Should he the skies this moment rend ; 
 He is my only safe abode, 
 My rock, my refuge and my friend. 
 
 HYMN 638. C. M. 
 
 1 7VTOW in thy praise eternal King, 
 J. 1 Be all my thoughts employed; 
 Whilst of this precious truth I sing, 
 
 " Cast down but not destroyed." 
 
 2 Oft the united pow'rs of hell 
 
 My soul have sore annoyed ; 
 And yet I live, this truth to tell, 
 "Cast down but not destroyed." 
 
 3 In all the paths through which I've passed, 
 
 What mercies I've enjoyed ! 
 And this shall be my song at last, 
 " Cast down but not destroyed." 
 
 4 When I with God in heaven appear, 
 
 There I shall him adore ; 
 Destroyed shall be my sin and fear, 
 And I cast down no more. 
 
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 HYMN 639. L. M. 
 
 1 TF Christ be my defence and tower, 
 
 JL Why should I dread the tempter's power 
 And if Jehovah is my shield, 
 Though hot the war, I need not yield. 
 
 2 Though creature-comforts fade and die, 
 Yet Jesus lives and still is nigh; 
 Though all the flocks and herds be dead, 
 Yet Jesus is my living bread. 
 
 3 I know not what ma)' soon betide ; 
 Yet Jesus knows, and he'll provide : 
 Though sin would sink me in distress, 
 Yet Jesus is my righteousness. 
 
 4 Though faint my prayers, and cold my love., 
 Yet Jesus intercedes above : 
 
 What though my foes should all combine, 
 Yet Jesus is forever mine ! 
 
 1 |^ OD and his law are my delight, 
 
 My sure support by day and night, 
 The pleasure of my tongue. 
 
 2 When guilt pursues my troubled breast, 
 
 His word I will receive ; 
 He tells me where my faith must rest, 
 And helps me to believe. 
 
 3 When darkness overspreads my mind, 
 
 His word supports me still ; 
 I'm there convinced that God is kind, 
 Though I no comfort feel. 
 
 •i Glory to thee, thou God of love, 
 For favours so divine ; 
 Who taught my thoughts to soar above, 
 And made these blessings mine. 
 
 HYMN 640. C. M. 
 
 My glory and my song ; 
 
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 HYMN 641. 4 63 & 2 8s. 
 
 1 IHTIHE triune God above, 
 A And Lord of all below, 
 
 To sinners shews his love, 
 
 Displays his justice too, — 
 " Awake, awake, vindictive sword, 
 Against my fellow!" — saith the Lord. — 
 
 2 " Awake against the man 
 
 Omnipotent in power, 
 To execute my plan 
 
 Lost mortals to restore : 
 Man has a load of guilt so great 
 None but my Son can bear the weight. 
 
 3 " Him vengeance shall pursue, 
 
 For man he must atone; 
 To justice what is due 
 
 His blood can pay alone. 
 He shall my righteous law fulfil; 
 He shall accomplish all my will." — 
 
 4 The Lord of hosts commands, 
 
 Th' eternal Father spoke ; 
 All heaven in silence stands 
 
 While Jesus bears the stroke. 
 See, guilty mortals ! see, his side 
 For you was pierced ! for you he died. 
 
 HYMN 642. L. M. 
 
 1 T71 ARE WELL poor world ! with all thy toys, 
 Ju And all thy transitory joys ; 
 
 For ever may our friendship cease, 
 For in thy all I find no peace ! 
 
 2 Farewell, poor world ! farewell ! farewell ! 
 No more in my affections dwell ; 
 For ever hostile be my heart 
 To all, poor world, thou canst impart. 
 
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 3 Farewell, poor world, I want no more 
 Thy fading glories to adore ; 
 
 To seek for happiness in thee 
 In future, be it far from me ! 
 
 4 Farewell, poor world, farewell to all 
 That thou dost peace or pleasure call! 
 In Christ I've pleasure, peace, and joy, 
 Thou canst not g'ive, nor yet destroy. 
 
 HYMN 643. L. M. 
 
 1 TV/B ~OST lovely Jesus, dearest Friend, 
 ItJL To thee my longing hopes ascend ; 
 With flowing tears and cheerful voice, 
 My inmost powers in thee rejoice. 
 
 2 From thee my heart a sweetness draws, 
 Which makes me happy in thy cause : 
 Thou art the living Fountain, where, 
 For life and comfort, I repair ! 
 
 3 Thy beams a heavenly light impart, 
 To guide my foolish, wand'ring heart : 
 Thou dost my breast with joy inspire, 
 Surpassing every vain desire ! 
 
 4 When I thy gracious smiles enjoy, 
 Thy truth appears without alloy ; 
 
 I hate the world with all its charms, 
 And love divine my bosom warms ! 
 
 THE COMPILER'S EXPERIENCE. 
 
 644. 
 
 IN sin I was born and in sin I grew up, 
 And sin marked the footsteps I trod; 
 A stranger to peace and without a good hope, 
 I wandered a rebel from God. 
 
364 the compiler's experience, 
 
 Though imminent danger beset me around, 
 And threatened my soul to destroy; 
 
 I still with transgressors was constantly found, 
 And with them partook of their joy. 
 
 My mind was as dark as the curtains of night, 
 
 My heart was as hard as a stone ; 
 In sinful amusements I took a delight, 
 
 And greatly to vice I was prone. 
 
 And willing I was to continue a slave, 
 
 To Satan the father of lies, 
 And every deceivable lecture he gave, 
 
 I thought to be sure I must prize. 
 
 But early in life to my soul there was sent, 
 
 What never before I had seen, 
 An arrow from God, and I knew what it meant, 
 
 And to me 'twas cutting and keen. 
 
 This wound in my conscience created a pain, 
 
 Attended with sorrow for sin ; 
 Nor could I at seasons from weeping refrain, 
 
 So strange were my feelings within. 
 
 In pain and in sorrow I now lived alone, 
 And many and great were my fears ; 
 
 I languished and pined and made pitiful moan, 
 And wet my couch often with tears. 
 
 Through desolate places I often would rove, 
 In hopes that my pain would abate ; 
 
 But there I have been as forlorn as a dove, 
 When mourning the loss of its mate. 
 
 Yet still I imagined the cure of my wound, 
 Was lodged in the hands of free-will; 
 
 And hence I continued to work, till I found 
 The wound was too deep for my skill. 
 
 Instead of improving, I grew worse and worse, 
 
 And great was the horror I felt ; 
 And finding my soul was exposed to the curse, 
 
 I sunk with the burden of guilt. 
 
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 In this sad condition I fled for relief, 
 
 To him who expired on the tree ; 
 And told him I was of all sinners the chief, 
 
 But begged he would yet pity me. 
 
 I told him how acid my feelings then were, 
 And how much I suffered within; 
 
 And that I should end in eternal despair, 
 Unless he would pardon my sin. 
 
 And yet for the present relief was withheld, 
 Which added fresh gloom to my state ; 
 
 And O with what pungent distress was I filled 
 When duly I thought of my fate. 
 
 Yet in this sad hour of uncommon great need, 
 My bosom surcharged with distress, 
 
 With Jesus for help I continued to plead, 
 Though faint was my hope of success. 
 
 At length the dear Saviour of sinners appeared, 
 With balm in his hand for my smart ; 
 
 And from me he banished the evils I feared, 
 And bound up the wound in my heart. 
 
 And here I obtained a divorce from the law, 
 And freedom from terror and dread ; 
 
 And in the clear light of the gospel I saw, 
 My soul unto Jesus was wed. 
 
 And to me this Jesus was lovely and sweet, 
 And brighter by far than the sun ; 
 
 And gladly I bowed myself down at his feet, 
 And thanked him for what he had done. 
 
 And while I was there I discovered that grace, 
 
 Was then at my humble request ; 
 For to me he said, with a smile in his face, 
 
 "My bosom's the place of thy rest. 
 
 " And here thou in safety may take thy repose, 
 
 And feast on ineffable love ; 
 Though this is a favour I grant but to those 
 
 Who're born unto me from above. 
 
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 <e But know, that thy voice 1 must frequently hear, 
 In strains of thanksgiving and praise ; 
 
 My name thou must also adore and revere. 
 For I'm the great Ancient of Days." 
 
 I answered, " Dear Saviour thy name I'll extol, 
 
 And praise thee so long as I live; 
 Since what thou in mercy hath wrought for my 
 
 Deserves all the praise I can give. [soul, 
 
 '« To sinners I also will try to unfold 
 
 That deep and mysterious plan ; 
 Which thou in the depth of thy counsel of old, 
 
 Contrived for the safety of man. 
 
 " I'll speak of thy love in its breadth and its length 
 
 And publish thy honours abroad ; 
 And tell of thy greatness, thy wisdom and strength 
 
 And call thee Immanuel God." 
 
 Thus while in thy bosom, I'll lift up my voice, 
 
 And sonnets of love will I sing; 
 And in the great Ancient of Days I'll rejoice, 
 
 And own him my Lord and my King. 
 
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 HYMN 645. L. M. 
 
 1 RE AT God, and wilt thou condescend 
 \Jf To be my Father and my friend ? 
 
 I, a poor child, and thou so high, 
 The Lord of earth, and air, and sky ! 
 
 2 Art thou my Father ? Canst thou bear 
 To hear my poor imperfect prayer ? 
 Or stoop to listen to the praise 
 That such a little one can raise? 
 
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 3 Art thou my Father ? Let me be 
 A meek, obedient child to thee ! 
 
 And try in word, and deed, and thought, 
 To serve and praise thee as I ought! 
 
 4 Art thou my Father? I'll depend 
 Upon the care of such a friend ; 
 And only wish to do, and be, 
 
 That which seems right and best to thee. 
 
 5 Art thou my Father ? Then at last, 
 When all my days on earth are past, 
 Send down and take me, in thy love, 
 To be thy better child above I 
 
 HYMN 646. P. M. 
 
 Thy mercies, manifold and free, 
 
 I thankfully would own : 
 And while I leave my foolish play, 
 Lord, teach a little child to pray ; 
 O guide my feet, and show the way 
 
 To glory ! 
 
 2 Daily bread to me is given 
 
 By the same bounteous hand 
 That showers the bread of life from Heaven, 
 
 Like manna o'er the land. 
 O may my soul depend on thee, 
 And grow and flourish like a tree, 
 Till thou shalt call me home to see 
 Thy glory ! 
 
 3 By thee my limbs are all arrayed 
 
 And covered from the cold ; 
 O may the robe that Jesus made, 
 
 The robe that ne'er grows old, 
 Upon my naked soul be found! 
 Then shall my gratitude abound ; 
 Then shall thy praises swift resound 
 Through glory ! 
 
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 4 I dwell beneath this lowly cot, 
 
 That crumbles and decays ; 
 But there's a house that moulders not, 
 
 Eternal are its days ! 
 'Twas built by God,— 'tis in the skies; 
 My soul would to that mansion rise, 
 And dwell with wonder and surprise 
 
 In glory ! 
 
 5 Lord, I would come a little child, 
 
 And ask thy daily care ; 
 "Subdue my sins, my passions wild." 
 
 Shall be my constant prayer: 
 I cannot of thy goodness doubt, 
 I cannot but thy praises shout, 
 I cannot, — must not be shut out 
 From glory ! 
 
 HYMN 647. 7s. 
 
 1 TESUS, see a little child, 
 
 «J Humbly at thy footstool stay ; 
 Thou who art so meek and mild, 
 Stoop and teach me what to say. 
 
 2 Though thou art so great and high, 
 
 Thou dost view with smiling face, 
 Little children when they cry, 
 M Saviour, guide us by thy grace." 
 
 3 Show me what I ought to be, 
 
 Make me ev'ry evil shun; 
 Thee, in all things may I see, — 
 In thy holy footsteps run. 
 
 HYMN 648. C. M. 
 
 1 A LMIGHTY Father, heav'nly King 
 xm. Who rules the world above, 
 Accept the tribute children bring, 
 Of gratitude and love. 
 
JUVENILE HYMNS. 
 
 2 To thee, each morning when we rise, 
 
 Our early vows we pay ; 
 And e'er the night hath closed our eyes, 
 We thank thee for the day. 
 
 3 Our Saviour, ever good and kind, 
 
 To us his Word hath given ; 
 That children, such as we, may find 
 The path that leads to heaven. 
 
 4 O Lord extend thy gracious hand, 
 
 To guide our erring youth ; 
 And lead us to that blissful land, 
 Where dwells eternal truth. 
 
 HYMN 649. P. M. 
 
 1 T SAW the glorious sun arise 
 A From yonder mountain grey; 
 And as he travelled through the skies, 
 
 The darkness fled away. 
 And all around me was so bright, 
 I wished it would be always fight! 
 
 2 But when his shining course was done, 
 
 The gentle moon drew nigh ; 
 And stars came twinkling, one by one, 
 
 Upon the shady sky. 
 God made the sun to shine so far, 
 The moon and ev'ry twinkling star ! 
 
 3 But O how great that God must be, 
 
 Who rolls them through the air! 
 Too great I fear to notice me, 
 
 Or listen to my prayer !' 
 I fear he will not condescend 
 To look on me and be my friend ! 
 
 4 And yet I know God made them all, 
 
 By his Almighty hand ; 
 He holds them too, that they can't fall, 
 
 Or bids them move or stand. 
 That God from me abides afar, — 
 In heaven, beyond the highest star! 
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370 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 5 And can he condescend to make 
 
 A little boy his care ? 
 And pay attention for my sake, 
 
 Or hearken to my prayer ? 
 I wish he would: — 1 hope he may, 
 I'll call on him now ev'ry day ! ' 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 HYMJV 650. lis & 8s. 
 
 1 IN songs of sublime adoration and praise, 
 A Ye pilgrims for Zion who press, 
 
 Break forth and extol the great ancient of days, 
 For rich and distinguishing grace. 
 
 2 His love from eternity fixed upon you, 
 
 Broke forth and discovered its flame, 
 When each with the cords of his kindness he 
 drew, 
 
 And brought you to love his great name. 
 
 3 O had he not pitied the state you were in, 
 
 Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt ; 
 You all would have lived, would have died to 
 in sin, 
 
 And sunk with the load of your guilt. 
 
 4 What was there in you that could merit esteem 
 
 Or give the Creator delight? 
 'Twas "even so, Father," you ever must sing, 
 "Because it seemed good in thy sight." 
 
 5 'Twas all of thy grace we were brought to obey, 
 
 While others were suffered to go, 
 The road which by nature we chose as our way, 
 Which leads to the regions of wo. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 371 
 
 6 Then give all the glory to his holy name ; 
 To him all the glory belongs ; 
 Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his 
 fame, 
 
 And crown him in each of your songs. 
 
 HYMN 651. lis & 8s. 
 
 1 THOU in whose presence my soul takes 
 \J delight, 
 
 On whom, in afflictions I call ; 
 My comfort by day, and my song in the night, 
 My hope, my salvation, my all. 
 
 2 Where dost thou at noontide 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 I have shed. 
 
 4 Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have ye seen 
 
 The star that on Israel shone ? 
 Say, if in your tents my beloved has been, 
 And where, with his flocks, he is gone. 
 
 5 This is my beloved, his form is divine, 
 
 His vestments shed odours around : 
 The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine, 
 When autumn with plenty is crowned. 
 
 6 The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow 
 
 In vales, on the banks of the streams, 
 On his cheeks, in the beauties of excellence 
 blow, 
 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
372 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 7 His voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, 
 
 Is heard through the shadows of death; 
 The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
 The air is perfumed with his breath. 
 
 8 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, 
 
 That waters the garden of grace, 
 From which their salvation, the Gentiles shall 
 know, 
 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 HYMN 652. 8s. 
 
 1 TJOW tedious and tasteless the hours, 
 JlI When Jesus no longer I see I 
 
 Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers 
 Have all lost their sweetness with me. 
 
 The midsummer sun shines but dim ; 
 The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
 
 But when I am happy in him, 
 December's as pleasant as May. 
 
 2 His mame yields the richest perfume, 
 
 And sweeter than music his voice ; 
 His presence disperses my gloom, 
 
 And makes all within me rejoice : 
 I should, were he always thus nigh, 
 
 Have nothing to wish for or fear ; 
 No mortal so happy as I ; 
 
 My summer would last all the year. 
 
 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
 
 If thou art my sun and my song; 
 Say, why do I languish and pine, 
 
 And why are my winters so long? 
 O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
 
 Thy soul-cheering presence restore; 
 Or take me unto thee on high, 
 
 Where winter and clouds are no more. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 373 
 
 HYMN 653. C. M. 
 
 1 /^iOME, humble sinners, in whose breast 
 
 A thousand thoughts revolve, 
 Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, 
 And make this last resolve. 
 
 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 Hath like a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
 Without his sovereign grace." 
 
 4 Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 
 Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
 But if I perish I will pray, 
 And perish only there. 
 
 5 I can but perish, if I go ; 
 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For, if I stay away, I know 
 I must for ever die. 
 
 6 But if I die with mercy sought^ 
 
 When I the King have tried; 
 This were to die, delightful thought! — 
 As sinner never died. 
 
 HYMN 654. Us. 
 
 1 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
 xJL 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. 
 
 2 In every condition, in sickness in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
 At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 
 " As thy days may demand, shall thy strength 
 ever be. 
 
374 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 3 "Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, 
 I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; 
 I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 
 
 to stand, 
 
 Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand. 
 
 4 When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 
 
 For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
 My grace all sufficient shall be thy supply ; 
 The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design 
 Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 
 
 6 Even down to old age, all my people shall prove 
 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 
 
 7 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, 
 I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 
 
 That soul, though all hell should endeavour to 
 
 shake, 
 
 I'll never — no never — no never forsake. 55 
 
 HYMN 655. 8s & 7s. 
 
 1 T ET thy Kingdom, blessed Saviour, 
 .1 i Come, and bid our jarrings cease; 
 Come, O come, and reign for ever, 
 
 God of love, and Prince of peace; 
 Visit now thy favoured Zion — 
 
 See thy people mourn and weep; 
 Day and night thy lambs are crying, 
 
 " Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep." 
 
 2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos, 
 
 Some for Cephas — none agree; 
 Jesus ! let us hear thee call us, 
 Help us, Lord, to follow thee ; 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 Then we 'II rush through what encumbers, 
 
 Every hind'rance overleap ; 
 Undismayed by force or numbers ; — 
 
 Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 
 
 3 Saviour, God, with courage arm us, 
 
 Help us still to persevere; 
 Nothing, Lord, we know can harm us, 
 
 While our loving Shepherd's near: 
 Glory, glory be to Jesus ! 
 
 At his name our hearts do leap ; 
 He both comforts us and frees us; — 
 
 The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 
 
 HYMN 656. C. M. 
 
 1 TERUSALEM, my happy home, 
 *} O 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 stone, 
 
 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 Jesus, my love, to glory's gone ; 
 
 Him will I go and see; 
 And all my brethren here below 
 Will soon come after me. 
 
 5 Millions of years around may run — 
 
 Our songs shall still go on, 
 To praise the Father and the Son, 
 And Spirit, — Three in One. 
 
376 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 HYMN 657. 2 8s&6. 
 
 1 Tp TERNAL home ! and happy they 
 JlJ Who are at rest in endless day 
 
 Before the Saviour's face ; 
 As nothing there can them annoy, 
 Or interrupt their sweet employ 
 
 Of singing songs of grace. 
 
 2 There they, enwrapt in glorious rays, 
 Can shout and sing Jehovah's praise, 
 
 And never, never tire ; 
 Nor can a single jarring note 
 Be heard from any warb'ling throat, 
 
 In all that vast empire. 
 
 3 Nor can disease infest that ground, 
 Or sin and sorrow once be found 
 
 So near the throne of God ; 
 But joy, and peace, and lasting rest 
 Dwell undisturbed in ev'ry breast, 
 
 All through that bright abode. 
 
 4 And O may we both shout and sing, 
 Ere long, the praises of our King 
 
 In an immortal strain : 
 And should we there together meet, 
 And worship at the Saviour's feet, 
 
 We ne'er shall part again : 
 
 5 But shall through endless ages shine, 
 And look all glorious and divine- 
 In vestments white and clean; 
 
 And when around Jehovah's throne, 
 We all shall know as we are known, 
 And see as we are seen. 
 
 HYMN 658. 8s. 
 
 1 /^\H ! Zion, rejoice in your King, — 
 \J The Prince who is mighty to save ! 
 He, dying, extracted death's sting, 
 And, rising, set open the grave ! 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 2 The valley indeed may be dark, 
 
 And shadows of terror appear: 
 Their light may decline to a spark, 
 Yet saints have no evil to fear ! 
 
 3 Their bodies consigned to the dust, 
 
 Are sown like the seeds in the ground ; 
 Are lodged like a valued trust, 
 
 In spring with fresh bloom to be found, 
 
 4 Rejoice, as the season draws nigh, 
 
 When Jesus his dead shall awake. 
 To share in his triumph on high, 
 Their place in his kingdom to take. 
 
 5 Then, then shall the foe be destroyed, 
 
 And sorrow and sin be no more ; 
 But saints be with seraphs employed, 
 In rapture to love and adore 1 
 
 HYMN 659. 6s&8s. 
 
 1 TOIN ev'ry tongue to sing 
 J The mercies of the Lord ; 
 The love of Christ our King, 
 
 Let ev'ry heart record ; 
 He saved us from the wrath of God, 
 And paid our ransom^ with his blood. 
 
 2 What wondrous grace was this ! 
 
 We sinned, and Jesus died : 
 He wrought the righteousness, 
 
 And we were justified. 
 We ran the score to lengths extreme, 
 And all the debt was charged on him. 
 
 3 Hell was our just desert, 
 
 And he that hell endured; 
 Guilt broke his guiltless heart 
 
 With wrath that we incurred. 
 We bruised his body, spilt his blood, 
 And both became our heav'nly food. 
 
378 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 HYMN 660. 2 8s&6. 
 
 1 ryiELL me no more of earthly toys, 
 
 A Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, 
 
 The things I loved before; 
 Let me but view my Saviour's face, 
 And feel his animating grace, 
 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, 
 Of great prosperity and health, 
 
 For these have all their snares ; 
 Let me but know my sins forgiven, 
 And see my name enrolled in heaven, 
 
 I'm then quite free from cares. 
 
 3 Tell me no more of lofty towers, 
 Delightful gardens — fragrant bowers, 
 
 For these are little things ; 
 A private room for me designed, 
 Will better suit my happy mind, 
 
 Than palaces of kings. 
 
 4 Tell me no more of noble guests, 
 Of gaudy dress and sumptuous feasts, 
 
 Extravagance and waste ; 
 A little table only spread, 
 With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread, 
 
 Much better suits my taste. 
 
 5 Give me the bible in my hand, 
 A heart to read and understand, 
 
 And faith to trust the Lord ; 
 I'd set alone from day to day, 
 Nor urge gay company to stay, 
 
 Nor wish to rove abroad. 
 
 HYMN 661. P. M. 
 
 1 T ET Zion, in her songs, record 
 J i The honours of her dying Lord, 
 Triumphant over sin ; 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 379 
 
 How sweet the song there's none can say, 
 But he whose sins are washed away, 
 Who feels the same within. 
 
 2 We claim no merit of our own, 
 
 But self-condemned before thy throne, 
 
 Our hopes on Jesus place ; 
 In heart, in lip, in life depraved, 
 Our theme shall be " a sinner saved," 
 
 And praise redeeming grace. 
 
 3 We'll sing the same while life shall last, 
 And when, at the archangel's blast, 
 
 Our sleeping dust shall rise ; 
 Then, in a song forever new, 
 The glorious theme we'll still pursue 
 
 Throughout the azure skies. 
 
 4 Prepared of old, at God's right hand, 
 Bright everlasting mansions stand, 
 
 For all the blood-bought race ; 
 And till we reach those seats of bliss, 
 We'll sing no other song but this, 
 
 Salvation all of grace. 
 
 HYMN 662. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 TT7ITH David's Lord, and ours, 
 
 V t A cov'nant once was made, 
 Whose bonds are firm and sure, 
 
 Whose glories ne'er shall fade ; 
 Signed by the sacred Three-in-One, 
 In mutual love ere time begun. 
 
 2 Firm as the lasting hills, 
 
 This cov'nant shall endure, 
 Whose potent shalls and wills 
 
 Make ev'ry blessing sure : 
 When ruin shakes all nature's frame, 
 Its jots and tittles stand the same. 
 
330 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 3 Here the vast seas of grace, 
 
 Love, peace and mercy flow, 
 That all the blood-bought race 
 
 Of men or angels know : 
 Oh, sacred deep, without a shore, 
 Who shall thy limits e'er explore ? 
 
 4 Here, when thy feet shall fall, 
 
 Believer, thou shalt see 
 Grace to restore thy soul, 
 
 And pardon, full and free : 
 Thee, with delight shall God behold, 
 A chosen sheep in Zion's fold. 
 
 HYMN 663. P. M. 
 
 1 TNDULGENT God how kind 
 JL Are all thy ways to me ; 
 Whose dark benighted mind 
 
 Was enmity with Thee; 
 Yet now subdued 
 
 By sov'reign grace, 
 My spirit longs 
 
 For thine embrace. 
 
 2 How precious are thy thoughts, 
 
 That o'er my bosom roll ; 
 They swell beyond my faults, 
 And captivate my soul; 
 How great their sum, 
 How high they rise, 
 Can ne'er be known 
 Beneath the skies. 
 
 3 Preserved in Jesus, when 
 
 My feet made haste to hell ; 
 And there should I have gone, 
 But thou dost all things' well; 
 Thy love was great, 
 
 Thy mercy free, 
 Which from the pit 
 Delivered me. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 4 Before thy hands had made 
 
 The sun to rule the day, 
 Or earth's foundation laid, 
 Or fashioned Adam's clay ; 
 What thoughts of peace 
 
 And mercy flowed, 
 In thy dear bosom, 
 O my God. 
 
 5 Oh ! fathomless abyss, 
 
 Where hidden myst'ries lie ; 
 The seraph finds his bliss, 
 Within the same to pry ; 
 Lord, what is man, 
 
 Thy desp'rate foe, 
 That thou should 'st bless 
 And love him so ? 
 
 HYMN 664. 2 8s&6. 
 
 1 A WAKED by Sinai's awful sound, 
 J\ My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 
 And knew not where to go; 
 
 O'erwhelmed in sin, with anguish slain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 Or sink to endless wo. 
 
 2 Amazed I stood, but could not tell 
 Which way to shun the gares of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew near : 
 I strove, indeed, but strove in vain, 
 
 " The sinner must be born again," 
 Still sounded in mine ear. 
 
 3 When to the law I trembling fled, 
 It poured its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find; 
 This fearful truth increased my pain, 
 
 " The sinner must be born again," 
 O'erwhelmed my tortured mind. 
 
382 
 
 SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on ray soul, 
 
 A vast unwieldy load ; 
 Alas! I read and saw it plain, 
 
 u The sinner must be born again," 
 Or drink the wrath of God ! 
 
 5 The saints I heard with rapture tell, 
 How Jesus conquered 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. 
 
 6 But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 Jesus the Saviour passed that way, 
 
 And felt his pity move ; 
 The sinner, by his justice slain; 
 
 Now, by his grace, is born again, 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew, 
 The angels tuned (.heir harps anew, 
 
 And loftier notes did raise ; 
 All hail ! the Lamb that once was slain, 
 
 Unnumbered millions born again, 
 Shall shout thine endless praise. 
 
 HYMN 665. 4 6s & 2 8s. 
 
 1 Tj^ NCOURAGED by thy word 
 JLi Of promise to the poor ; 
 Behold, a beggar. Lord, 
 
 Waits at thy mercy's door ! 
 No hand, no heart, O Lord, but thine, 
 Can help or pity wants like mine. 
 
 2 The beggar's usual plea, 
 
 Relief from men to gain, 
 If offered unto thee, 
 
 I know thou would'st disdain ; 
 And pleas which move thy gracious ear, 
 Are such as men would scorn to hear. 
 
SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 3 I have no right to say, 
 
 That though I now am poor, 
 Yet once there was a day 
 
 When I possessed more: 
 Thou know'st that from my very birth, 
 Iv'e been the poorest wretch on earth. 
 
 4 Nor can I dare profess 
 
 As beggars often do, 
 Though great is my distress, 
 
 My wants have been but few: 
 If thou shouldst leave ray soul to starve, 
 It would be what I well deserve. 
 
 5 Nor can I willing be 
 
 Thy bounty to conceal 
 From others who like me, 
 
 Their w T ants and hunger feel : 
 I'll tell them of thy mercy's store, 
 And try to send a thousand more. 
 
 HYMN 666. P. M. 
 
 1 QAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 k3 Grant us, Lord a gracious rain ! 
 All will come to desolation, 
 
 Unless thou return again : 
 
 Lord, revive us ! 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 2 Keep no longer at a distance, 
 
 Shine upon us from on high, 
 Lest, for want of thy assistance, 
 Every plant should droop and die : 
 Lord, revive us, &c." 
 
 3 Surely, once thy garden flourished, 
 
 Ev'ry part looked gay and green ; 
 Then thy word our spirits nourished ; — 
 Happy seasons we have seen: 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
384 
 
 AT DISMISSION. 
 
 4 But a drought has since succeeded, 
 
 And a sad decline we see; 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee: 
 Lord, revive us, &c. 
 
 5 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 usl 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 AT DISMISSION. 
 
 HYMN 667. L. M. 
 
 1 "pvlSMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 
 XJ Help us to feed upon thy word ; 
 All that has been amiss forgive, 
 
 And let thy truth within us live. 
 
 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good, 
 Wash all our souls in Jesus' blood ; 
 From sin, and guilt, and wo release, 
 And bid us all depart in peace. 
 
 HYMJV 668. S. M. 
 
 1 /^VNCE more, before we part, 
 
 \J We'll bless the Saviour's name : 
 Record his mercies every heart, 
 Sing every tongue the same. 
 
 2 Hoard up the sacred word, 
 
 And feed thereon, and grow, 
 Go on to seek to know the Lord, 
 And practise what you know. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 385 
 
 HYMN 669. 7s. 
 
 1 XI OR a season called to part, 
 
 JC Let us now ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 
 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer, 
 
 Tender Shepherd of thy sheep, 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 3 In thy strength may we be strong ; 
 
 Sweeten every cross and pain ; 
 Give us, if we live, ere long 
 Here to meet in peace again. 
 
 HYMN 670. C. M. 
 
 LORD, help us on thy word to feed ; 
 In peace dismiss us hence, 
 Be thou, in every time of need, 
 Our refuge and defence. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES, 
 
 671. c, m. 
 
 LET God the Father, and the Son, 
 And Spirit be adored, 
 Where there are works to make him known 
 Or saints to love the Lord. 
 
 672. l. m. 
 
 PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow. 
 Praise him, all creatures here below: 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host, 
 Praise Father, Son*, and Holy Ghost, 
 33 
 
386 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 673. c. m. 
 
 O PRAISE the Lord, ye heavenly host 
 The same on earth be done : 
 Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
 The great, the good Three-One. 
 
 674. l. m. 
 
 TO the great Godhead, Father, Son, 
 And Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be glory, praise and honour given 
 By all on earth, and all in heaven. 
 
 675. s. m. 
 
 WITH all the heavenly host 
 Let christians join to laud 
 The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
 Our Saviour and our God. 
 
 676. s. m. 
 
 YE angels round the throne, 
 And saints that dwell below, 
 Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
 And bless the Spirit too. 
 
A FORM OF MATRIMONY. 
 
 Dearly beloved: 
 
 We are gathered together in the pre- 
 sence of Almighty God, and before these 
 witnesses, to solemnize the rites of matri- 
 mony, between A. B. and C. D. If any 
 person or persons can shew any just cause 
 or lawful reason why they may not be law- 
 fully united in matrimony, let them now 
 make it known, or forever after hold their 
 peace. 
 
 Please to join right hands. 
 
 [ The bridegroom shall then, with his right 
 hand, take the bride by her right hand.] 
 
 Do you, Sir, take this woman, whom you 
 hold by the hand, to be your lawful and 
 married wife, and do you solemnly promise 
 and covenant, in the presence of Almighty 
 God, and these witnesses, that you will be 
 unto her a loving and faithful husband, 
 until you shall be separated by death? 
 
 [The man shall answer , / do.] 
 
388 FORM OF MATRIMONY. 
 
 Do you, Madam, take this man, whom you 
 hold by the hand, to be your lawful and 
 married husband, and do you solemnly 
 promise and covenant, in the presence of 
 Almighty God, and these witnesses, that 
 you will be unto him a loving, faithful and 
 obedient wife, until you shall be separated 
 by death? 
 
 [The woman shall answer, I do.] 
 
 I pronounce this couple lawfully united as 
 husband and wife. " "What God hath joined 
 together let no man put asunder." May the 
 blessing of the Lord God rest upon their lot 
 forever. 
 
 [Close with prayer.] 
 
GENERAL SUBJECTS. 
 
 A Song of Praise to God, .... 9 
 
 The Being and the General and Special 
 
 Attributes of God, 10 
 
 The Wonderful Works of God in Crea- 
 tion and Providence, .... 39 
 
 Christ and what pertains to him as the 
 
 Saviour of Sinners, ..... 55 
 
 Christ the Believer's All, . . 128 
 Exaltation of Christ, . . .150 
 
 The Dispensation of the Spirit, . 157 
 
 The Graces of the Spirit, . . 174 
 
 The Gospel and its Blessings, . . 191 
 
 Spread of the Gospel, . . . . 217 
 
 Christian Exercises, .... 22Q 
 
 Exultation, ... 5 . 220 
 
 Common Exercises, . . . 229 
 
 Special Soul-distress, . . . 273 
 
 Times of General Excitement, . 27S 
 
 Scripture Melodies, 285 
 
 The Song of Songs, ... 285 
 
 Settlement of a Church, . . . .292 
 The Settlement and Beauty of a 
 
 Church, ..... 292 
 
 Hymns Before Sermon, .... 296 
 
390 GENERAL SUBJECTS, 
 
 Hymns After Sermon, . . . . 299 
 
 Gospel Ordinances, . . . . 302 
 
 At the Ordination of a Minister, . 302 
 
 At the Ordination of a Deacon, . 303 
 
 Receiving to Baptism, . . . 304 
 
 Baptism, 306 
 
 Lord's Supper, . . . . 312 
 Prayer and Church Meetings, . . .317 
 
 Building or Opening Places of Worship, 320 
 
 Family Worship, 325 
 
 Wedding Hymns, ..... 330 
 
 Sickness, 331 
 
 Death, ....... 336 
 
 Funeral, .340 
 
 The Resurrection, 342 
 
 The Last Judgment, ..... 345 
 
 Miscellaneous Poems, .... 347 
 
 The Compiler's Experience, . . . 363 
 
 Juvenile Hymns, 366 
 
 Spiritual Songs, ...... 370 
 
 Dismission, ...... 384 
 
 Doxologies. . . . . u . . 385 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Page. 
 
 A beggar poor had lost his eyes, 238 
 
 Above these heavens' created rounds, 190 
 
 Adore, and tremble, for our God, 254 
 
 A friend there is — your voices join, .98 
 
 Afflicted saint to Christ draw near, 335 
 
 A gentle voice is somewhere near, 351 
 
 A good high-priest is come, 127 
 
 A heavenly host triumphant bring, 80 
 
 Ah! when with saints, where Jesus reigns, . . . 235 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, • 63 
 
 Alas! my Lord, my life is gone, 273 
 
 All glorious God, what hymns of praise, .... 223 
 
 All hail, Immanuel, all hail, 320 
 
 All hail my Lord, for thou, yes, thou, 102 
 
 All hail! the blissful aera's come, . v 226 
 
 All hail, the power of Jesus' name, ...... 68 
 
 All-powerful, self-existent God, 30 
 
 All those who place their hope in God, 229 
 
 All ye to whom the Saviour's dear, . . . . * .114 
 
 Almighty Father, heavenly King, 368 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, • 187 
 
 Amongst the list of worthies found, 255 
 
 An awful work it is to die, 336 
 
 An early summons Jesus sends, 338 
 
 Angels, roll the stone away, 105 
 
 And have I, Christ, no love to thee, 189 
 
 And must this body die, 344 
 
 And now the Saviour goes, 73 
 
 And why, dear Saviour, tell me why, 101 
 
 Arise my thoughts and trace the spring, .... 184 
 
 Arise, O King of grace, arise, 294 
 
 Arrayed in mortal flesh, 123 
 
 As branches from the vine, , 260 
 
392 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 As on the cross the Saviour hung, ...... 100 
 
 As vapours rising from the earth. ....... 341 
 
 As we have now a temple raised, 324 
 
 At anchor laid, remote from home, *166 
 
 At length he howed his dying head, 337 
 
 A voice the lonely desert cheers, 94 
 
 Awake and sing the song, 176 
 
 Awake, awake, and hail the morn, .55 
 
 Awake, awake, the sacred song, 71 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 3S1 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, ....... 220 
 
 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring, 35 
 
 Awake our souls, away our fears, 261 
 
 Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing, Ill 
 
 Before the heavens were spread abroad, .... 94 
 
 Before the sun, the fount of light, 239 
 
 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, .... 23 
 Behold, the blind their sight receive, . . ... 87 
 
 Behold the glories of the Lamb, 267 
 
 Behold, the grace appears, 90 
 
 Behold the mighty Saviour comes, 113 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind, 62 
 
 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb, 74 
 
 Behold the rose of Sharon here, 286 
 
 Behold the throne o^grace, 317 
 
 Behold, the woman's promised seed, 84 
 
 Believers own they are but blind, 243 
 
 Beneath the sacred throne of God, 267 
 
 Beyond the glittering starry skies, 108 
 
 Blessed be the Father for his love, 28 
 
 Bless'd morning whose young dawning rays, . . , 74 
 
 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 225 
 
 Blest angels aid us with your song, 105 
 
 Blest are the souls that hear and know, 205 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds, 203 
 
 Blest Comforter divine, 172 
 
 Blest Jesus ! source of grace divine, 163 
 
 Blood has a voice to pierce the skies, 75 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, 234 
 
 Bought with the Saviour's precious blood, .... 215 
 
 Bright and joyful is the morn, . 58 
 
 Bright as the sun's meridian blaze, 219 
 
 Broad is the road that leads to death, 71 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 393 
 
 Buried in shadows of the night, 122 
 
 Burst ye emerald gates and bring, 150 
 
 By fiery trials, God shall purge, 334 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 188 
 
 Christ and his cross is all our theme, 206 
 
 Christ exalted is our song, 152 
 
 Christ is risen from the dead, 151 
 
 Christ is the sinner's only friend, 70 
 
 Christ is the sure foundation-stone, 113 
 
 Christ knows the heights of heavenly bliss, . . . 100 
 
 Christ, our Head, gone up on high, 135 
 
 Christ suffered once our crown to win, 116 
 
 Come all harmonious tongues, 107 
 
 Come, all who love to pray, 319 
 
 Come, all ye ransomed of the Lord, ...... 70 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, .... 214 
 
 Come, dearest Lord, who reigns above, .... 194 
 
 Come, desire of nations, come, 103 
 
 Come gracious Spirit, heavenly dove, 160 
 
 Come, guilty souls, and flee away, 300 
 
 Come, heavenly love, inspire my song, 120 
 
 Come hither, ye that fain would know, .... 76 
 
 Come holy Spirit, come, let thy bright, 160 
 
 Come holy Spirit, come, with energy divine, . . . 1 58 
 
 Come holy Spirit, heavenly dove, 157 
 
 Come holy Spirit, raise our songs, ...... 169 
 
 Come, humble sinners, in whose breast, . . . .373 
 
 Come in, ye blessed of our God, 305 
 
 Come let us join our cheerful songs, 68 
 
 Come ransomed souls unite with me, 85 
 
 Come, saints, and sing in sweet accord, .... 237 
 
 Come see the man at Jesus' feet, 204 
 
 Come thou Almighty King, . . . . . . . .278 
 
 Come thou condescending Jesus, ...... 330 
 
 Come thou fount of ev'ry blessing, 222 
 
 Come tune, ye saints, your noblest strains, . . . 134 
 Come ye that know and fear the Lord, . . . . 24 
 
 Come ye that love the Lord, 358 
 
 Come ye that love the Saviour's name, . . . .117 
 
 Compared with Christ, in all beside, 118 
 
 Could I so false, so faithless prove, 31 
 
 Creation's works, in all their forms, 52 
 
 34 
 
394 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Day of judgment, day of wonders, • 345 
 
 Daughters of Sion, come, behold, 86 
 
 Dear Lord, and has thy pard'ning love, .... 308 
 
 Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest, 175 
 
 Deep in our hearts let us record, 147 
 
 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove, . . . . . 136 
 
 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord, ...... 384 
 
 Dost thou my profit seek, 332 
 
 Do thou, my soul, in sacred lays, 20 
 
 Dread sov'reign, let my ev'ning song, . . . . 329 
 
 Emptied of earth, I fain would be, 165 
 
 Encouraged by thy word, 382 
 
 Enthroned on high, Almighty Lord, 174 
 
 Ere chaos into order moved, ........ 247 
 
 Eternal God ! Almighty cause, 12 
 
 Eternal God ! how great art thou, 320 
 
 Eternal home ! and happy -they, 376 
 
 Eternal Power, Almighty God, 24 
 
 Eternal power ! whose high abode, 10 
 
 Eternal source of every joy, 40 
 
 Eternal Spirit ! God of truth, 173 
 
 Eternal Spirit! source of light, 164 
 
 Eternal Spirit ! we confess, 158 
 
 Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise, 22 
 
 Every moment brings me nearer, ...... 282 
 
 Exalted Prince of Life ! we own, 156 
 
 Exalt the Lord our God, 263 
 
 Exceeding precious is my Lord, 179 
 
 Expand, my soul, arise and sing, 349 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, .... 185 
 
 Faith ! — 'tis a precious grace, . 185 
 
 Far as thy name is known, 295 
 
 Farewell poor world ! with all thy toys, .... 362 
 
 Father divine, the Saviour cried, 62 
 
 Father, I bless thy gentle hand, 331 
 
 Father ! I sing thy wondrous grace, 148 
 
 Father is not thy promise pledged, 217 
 
 Father of faithful Abram, hear, 220 
 
 Father of love, to thee I bend, 175 
 
 Father, we bow before thy throne, 337 
 
 Father we sing thy wondrous grace, 98 
 
 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, 228 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 395 
 
 For a season called to part, 385 
 
 Forest beasts that live by prey, 248 
 
 Forever blessed be the Lord, ........ 170 
 
 For sinners base and quite undone, 178 
 
 Fountain of blessings, ever blessed, . . . . . 248 
 
 From Egypt lately freed, 249 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows, 353 
 
 From Sinai's mount to Zion's hill, ...... 132 
 
 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise, .... 228 
 
 From whence doth this union arise, 178 
 
 God and his law are my delight, 361 
 
 God in his earthly temple lays, 295 
 
 God, in the Gospel of his Son, 191 
 
 God is a name my soul adores, 29 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way, 50 
 
 God of the morning, at whose voice, .... 325 
 
 God of my life, look gently down, 332 
 
 Good news to men, still new and fresh, .... 195 
 Go, saith the voice of heavenly love, • . . . . 193 
 
 Go, you that rest upon the law, 201 
 
 Go worship at Immanuel's feet, 141 
 
 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 35 
 
 Glory to God on high, . . . ' .281 
 
 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, 224 
 
 Grace will to every duty bind, 359 
 
 Gracious Spirit, love divine, 161 
 
 Grant, Lord, my name engraved may be, .... 236 
 
 Great first of beings ! mighty Lord, 46 
 
 Great God, and wilt thou condescend, 366 
 
 Great God, how infinite art thou, 21 
 
 Great God, how wide thy glory shines, 19 
 
 Great God, my Maker and my King, 37 
 
 Great God of providence ! thy ways, 45 
 
 Great God, thy penetrating eye, . . .... 30 
 
 Great God, to thee my ev'ning song, ..... 328 
 
 Great God, we to the stream repair, 307 
 Great God ! whom heaven, and earth and sea, . . 218 
 
 Great Spirit of immortal love, 319 
 
 Great was the day, the joy was great, 159 
 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, 183 
 
 Hail, mighty Jesus ; how divine, 226 
 
 Hail, Prince of peace and Lord of all, 180 
 
396 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hail, sacred day ! that shall declare, . . . . . 258 
 
 Hail, sovereign love, that first began, 116 
 
 Hail, thou long* expected Jesus, 61 
 
 Hail! thou once despised Jesus, 151 
 
 Hail, to the Prince of life and peace, 109 
 
 Happy the Church, thou sacred place, 214 
 
 Hark ! how the blood- bought host above, .... 355 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord, 245 
 
 Hark, ten thousand harps and voices, 156 
 
 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes, .... 92 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing, 58 
 
 Hark ! the Jubilee is sounding, 279 
 
 Hark ! the Redeemer from on high, 287 
 
 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, 106 
 
 Hear, gracious sov'reign, from thy throne, . , . 163 
 
 Hear me, O God ! nor hide thy face, 333 
 
 Hear what the Hope of Israel saith, 131 
 
 He dies, the friend of sinners dies, 65 
 
 He lives, he lives, no more to die, 107 
 
 He lives, the great Redeemer lives, 67 
 
 Here at thy cross, my dying God, . . . . . . 140 
 
 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns, .... 153 
 
 He's come ! let every knee be bent, . . . . . .169 
 
 He who on earth as man was known, 119 
 
 His death we mourn who lately stood, 338 
 
 Hither, ye poor, ye sick, ye blind, . . . . . . 205 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts draw nigh, 177 
 
 Holy and reverend is the name, 17 
 
 Holy as thou, O Lord, is none, 36 
 
 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness, ....... 173 
 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine, 172 
 
 Holy wonder, heavenly grace, 93 
 
 Hosanna to King David's Son, .97 
 
 Hosanna to our conquering King, S4 
 
 Hosanna to the Prince of grace, 97 
 
 Hosanna to the Prince of light, 82 
 
 Hosanna to the royal Son, 96 
 
 Hosanna, with a cheerful sound, 327 
 
 How awful the state I was in, 356 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, ....... 196 
 
 How charming is the place, 211 
 
 How condescending and how kind, 313 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear, 177 
 
 How dreadful was the hour, 120 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 397 
 
 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, . . 373 
 
 How firm, how blissful is the place, 215 
 
 How long, O Lord ! shall I complain, 277 
 
 How long shall death, the tyrant reign, .... 344 
 
 How long, thou faithful God, shall I, 298 
 
 How oft have sin and Satan strove, 269 
 
 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 181 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 192 
 
 How should the sons of Adam's race, 18 
 
 How sweet to leave the world awhile, ...... 318 
 
 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 372 
 
 How willing was Jesus to die, 134 
 
 How wondrous are the works of God, 39 
 
 How wondrous great, how glorious bright, D . . 15 
 
 I come, the great Redeemer cries, 145 
 
 If Christ be my defence and tower, 361 
 
 If God to build the house deny, 325 
 
 If, Lord, in thy fair book of life,* 302 
 
 If unbelief's that sin accurst, 262 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 207 
 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways, 273 
 
 In all the acts of sov'reign grace, 257 
 
 In anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 278 
 
 In Christ the rock, let those who dwell, .... 130 
 
 Indulgent God how kind, . . 380 
 
 Infinite grace ! and can it be, 25 
 
 In sin I was born and in sin I grew up, .... 363 
 
 In songs of sublime adoration and praise, .... 370 
 
 In this extreme distress of soul, 277 
 
 In ties of blood, with sinners One, 132 
 
 In vain men talk of living faith, 253 
 
 In vain the sealed cave, 73 
 
 In vain we seek for peace with God, 63 
 
 In Zion God delights to dwell, 321 
 
 I saw the glorious sun arise, 369 
 
 I sing my Saviour's wondrous death, 80 
 
 Israel in Egypt sore oppressed, 256 
 
 I thirst, but not as once I did, 245 
 
 Jehovah reigns: He dwells in light, 11 
 
 Jehovah reigns, his throne is high, 16 
 
 Jehovah speaks, let Israel hear, 57 
 
 Jerusalem ! Jerusalem, 350 
 
398 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 375 
 
 Jesus ! and shall it ever be, 309 
 
 Jesus Christ, God's holy Lamb, 130 
 
 Jesus comes with all his grace, 136 
 
 Jesus has shed his vital blood, . • 109 
 
 Jesus hath suffered once for sin, 195 
 
 Jesus heals the broken-hearted, 356 
 
 Jesus, heaven's supreme delight, 270 
 
 Jesus, I love thy charming name, 125 
 
 Jesus, in thee our eyes behold, 115 
 
 Jesus invites his saints, 314 
 
 Jesus is gone above the skies, 313 
 
 Jesus is our God and Saviour, 72 
 
 Jesus is the chiefest good, 91 
 
 Jesus my all to heaven is gone, . . 125 
 
 Jesus, my hiding-place thou art, 275 
 
 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne, 103 
 
 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice, 186 
 
 Jesus, see a little child, 368 
 
 Jesus, sov'reign Lord of all, 322 
 
 Jesus the great, the mighty God, 77 
 
 Jesus the same in every age, 129 
 
 Jesus the Saviour, charming name, 117 
 
 Jesus, the spring of joys divine, 124 
 
 Jesus, we on the words depend, 167 
 
 Jesu, thy far-extended fame, 135 
 
 Join all the glorious names, 124 
 
 Join every tongue to sing, 86 
 
 Join all the names of love and power, 139 
 
 Joy is a fruit that will not grow, 183 
 
 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come, . . . . . 150 
 
 Keep silence all created things, 41 
 
 Kind is the speech of Christ our Lord, .... 288 
 
 Lamb of God, we fall before thee, 128 
 
 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend, 206 
 
 Let God the Father and the Son, 385 
 
 Let heaven and earth agree, 27 
 
 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 121 
 
 Let the old heathens tune their song, 196 
 
 Let the whole race of creatures lie, 21 
 
 Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, 374 
 
 Let us adore th' eternal Word, 112 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 399 
 
 Let Zion, in her songs, record, 373 
 
 Let Zion rejoice, and exultingly sing, 225 
 
 Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seats, . . . .153 
 
 Lo, clad in nature's bright array, 194 
 
 Long, O Lord, I went astray, 262 
 
 Lo ! now is heard the heavenly dove, 235 
 
 Look up, ye saints ! direct your eyes, 47 
 
 Lord all I am is known to thee, 32 
 
 Lord, at thy table I behold, 315 
 
 Lord, at thy temple we appear, 96 
 
 Lord God, omnipotent to bless, ....... 301 
 
 Lord God, the Holy Ghost, 168 
 
 Lord, help us on thy word to feed, 385 
 
 Lord, I am pained, but I resign, 45 
 
 Lord, I cannot let thee go, 261 
 
 Lord, in thy gospel I behold, 355 
 
 Lord may the glory here be seen, 323 
 
 Lord send me down a draught of love, 259 
 
 Lord send thy word and let it fly, 219 
 
 Lord, thou hast been thy children's God, .... 12 
 
 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me thro', ... 33 
 
 Lord, 'twas a time of wondrous love, 167 
 
 Lord, we are blind, we mortals blmd, 11 
 
 Lord we come before thee now, 298 
 
 Lord, when I hear thy children talk, 260 
 
 Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll, . . . 140 
 
 Lord, when our raptured thought surveys, .... 40 
 
 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, 20 
 
 Love Divine, all loves excelling, 137 
 
 Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone, 146 
 
 Lo, what an entertaining sight, . 209 
 
 May Christ embrace my soul, and prove, .... 286 
 
 May sacred awe possess, 304 
 
 Methinks the last great day is come, 346 
 
 Mistaken men may bawl, 246 
 
 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race, 127 
 
 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 157 
 
 Mortals, awake, with angels join, 59 
 
 Most lovely Jesus, dearest Friend, 363 
 
 Much we talk of Jesus' blood, 91 
 
 My business lies at wisdom's gate, 239 
 
 My dearest Lord has won my heart, ..... 268 
 My faith looks up to thee, 282 
 
400 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 My God assist me while I raise, ....... 126 
 
 My God knows what I want, .54 
 
 My God, my portion and my love, 232 
 
 My God ! the spring of all my joys, 21£ 
 
 My God what endless pleasures dwell, 212 
 
 My grace so weak, my sin so strong, 166 
 
 My rising soul with strong desires, 222 
 
 My soul, how lovely is the place, 179 
 
 My soul, in haste, in haste, arise, . . . . . . 230 
 
 My soul, repeat the mighty acts, . . . . . . .83 
 
 My song shall bless the Lord of all, ...... 85 
 
 My soul with joy attend, 198 
 
 My times of sorrow and of joy, 190 
 
 Nature with open volume stands, 92 
 
 No, I'll repine at death no more, 343 
 
 No sleep nor slumber to his eyes, 294 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 122 
 
 Not all the nobles of the earth, ....... 203 
 
 Not all the outward forms on earth, 269 
 
 Not all the treasures earth can boast, . . . . .119 
 
 Not by the law of innocence, 187 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme, 182 
 
 Now far above these starry skies, 316 
 
 Now in the gall'ries of his grace, . 291 
 
 Now in thy praise, eternal King, 360 
 
 Now let a spacious world arise, 41 
 
 Now let our cheerful eyes survey, 149 
 
 Now let our faith grow strong and rise, 312 
 
 Now let our mournful songs record, 99 
 
 Now let our pains be all forgot, ....... 33 
 
 Now let our souls on wings sublime, - . . . . 223 
 
 Now let our voices join, 188 
 
 Now let us raise our cheerful strains, 69 
 
 Now, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown, .... 299 
 
 Now shall my inward joys arise, 211 
 
 Now the heavenly Lover dies, ....... 93 
 
 Now the shades of night are gone, 327 
 
 Now to the power of God supreme, ..... 142 
 
 Now we are met in holy fear, 305 
 
 Now while the gospel net is cast, ....... 297 
 
 O could this little soul of mine, « . 182 
 
 Of justice and of grace I sing, 328 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 401 
 
 Of God's great love, ere time began, 233 
 
 O for a shout of sacred joy, 152 
 
 Often I seek my Lord by night, • 288 
 
 O God, how mournful is my case, 275 
 
 O happy man, whose soul is filled, 326 
 
 O happy soul, who safely past, 336 
 
 O how shall dust thy praise declare, 121 
 
 Oh ! that I had a seraph's fire, 129 
 
 Oh, the delights, the heavenly joys, * 110 
 
 Oh ! the mysterious depths of grace, 156 
 
 Oh what a narrow, narrow path, 213 
 
 Oh ! what a sad and doleful night, 79 
 
 Oh ! Zion, rejoice in your King, 376 
 
 O Lord, how lovely is thy name, • • 141 
 
 O may thy speech, dear Lord, distil, 322 
 
 Once, as the friend of sinners dear, 207 
 
 Once more, before we part, 384 
 
 On earth the song begins, 154 
 
 On what has now been sown, 299 
 
 On Zion's glorious summit stood, 254 
 
 On Zion's sacred mount 1 saw, 272 
 
 Oppressed with sin, a heavy load, 274 
 
 O praise the Lord, ye heavenly host, . . • . . 386 
 
 O that I knew where I might find, 357 
 
 O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, . . 371 
 
 O 'tis sweet to mingle, where, 283 
 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed, .... 161 
 
 Our God, how firm his promise stands, 268 
 
 Our heavenly Father must correct, 334 
 
 Our Jesus suffered once for sin, 77 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 67 
 
 Our Saviour magnified the law, 210 
 
 Out of the depths of long distress, • 242 
 
 Parent, ever kind to me, • 367 
 
 Parent, supreme, who dwell'st on high, 9 
 
 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid, 36 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, .... 385 
 
 Pray what supports the pilgrim's feet, 352 
 
 Proclaim my gospel, saith the Lord, 193 
 
 Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace, . . .311 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs, S8 
 
 Redemption's wise mysterious plan, 354 
 
402 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Rejoice in Jesus' birth, 106 
 
 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, 47 
 
 Repent! repent! the Baptisteries, 311 
 
 Riches immense are in thy hand, 276 
 
 Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground, .... 13 
 
 Salvation ! Oh, the joyful sound, 224 
 
 Salvation through our dying Lord, 197 
 
 Salvation ! what a glorious plan, 231 
 
 Saviour, visit thy plantation, 383 
 
 See Aaron, God's anointed priest, 232 
 
 See Felix, clothed with pomp and power, .... 300 
 
 See the captain of salvation, 342 
 
 See what a living stone, 146 
 
 Shall wisdom cry aloud, 90 
 
 Shepherd of Israel, bend thine ear, ...... 302 
 
 Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes, 61 
 
 Shew pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, 274 
 
 Since Jesus freely did appear, 330 
 
 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, ...... 95 
 
 Softly now the light of day, . 283 
 
 Soldiers of the Cross, arise, 284 
 
 So when our great Melchisedec, 202 
 
 Spirit of truth, come down, 171 
 
 Stand up my soul, shake off thy fears, 221 
 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, . 165 
 
 Stoop down my thoughts that used to rise, .... 340 
 Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies, .... 64 
 
 Supreme of Beings, with delight, 198 
 
 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh, 171 
 
 Sweet is the mention of thy grace, 23 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, ..... 314 
 
 Tell me no more of earthly toys, 378 
 
 Ten thousand talents once I owed, 250 
 
 That was a wonder-working word, 43 
 
 The blessed Spirit, like the wind 162 
 
 The book of nature open lies, 43 
 
 The busy scene of life is closed, 339 
 
 The cross of Jesus was and is, 244 
 
 The despised Nazarene, 1 IS 
 
 The door of the sheepfold am I, 81 
 
 The earth for ever is the Lord's, 293 
 
 The eye of God is every where, 32 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 403 
 
 The glorious Son of God, 309 
 
 The God of nature and of grace, 46 
 
 The good old way that leads to God, 204 
 
 The hour of prayer once more is come, .... 318 
 
 The Judge descends ! ye dead arise, . . . . • 343 
 
 The kind Redeemer left his throne, 133 
 
 The King of heaven a feast has made, 316 
 
 The King of heaven his table spreads, 316 
 
 The law declares and makes us know, .... 200 
 
 The lofty pillars of the sky, 42 
 
 The Lord Jehovah built the skies, 347 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns, 133 
 
 The Lord on high proclaims, . ■ 142 
 
 The Lord our God is clothed with might, .... 33 
 
 The Lord our God is Lord of all, 31 
 
 The Lord, the God of glory, reigns, 17 
 
 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne, .... 345 
 
 The love of the Spirit I sing, 162 
 
 The majesty of Solomon, 145 
 
 The mighty frame of glorious grace, 88 
 
 The moon and stars shall lose their light, .... 357 
 
 The race that long in darkness pined, 60 
 
 The lain descends, the tempests rise, 360 
 
 The Saviour calls — let every ear, 202 
 
 The sky's a veil, the outward scene, 26 
 
 The spirits of the just, . . . 340 
 
 The subject preached by zealous Paul, .... 270 
 
 The triune God above, 362 
 
 The true Messiah now appears, 102 
 
 The voice of my Beloved sounds, 287 
 
 The wond'ring world inquires to know, .... 289 
 
 The wonders Lord thy love has wrought, .... 143 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood, 114 
 
 There is a friend who sticketh fast, 200 
 
 There is a God, all nature speaks, 13 
 
 There is a period known to God, 240 
 
 There's not an evil flies, 54 
 
 This is the word of truth and love, ...... 197 
 
 Thou art, O God, a Spirit pure, 15 
 
 Though void of all that's good, . . . ' . . . . 264 
 
 Thou heaven of heavens, supremely bright, ... 27 
 
 Thou only centre of my rest, 331 
 
 Thou only sov'reign of my heart, 216 
 
 Thou whom my soul admires above, 285 
 
404 
 
 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Through endless years thou art the same, . 
 
 Through tribulation deep, 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on, . . . 
 Thus saith the ruler of the skies, . . . 
 Thus the great Lord of earth and sea, . . 
 Thus was the great Redeemer plunged . 
 Thy church have met, O God, to hear, . . 
 Thy names, how infinite they be, ... 
 Thy presence, gracious God, afford, . . . 
 Thy way, O God, is in the sea, .... 
 Thy wisdom, power and goodness, Lord, . . . . 
 Till God the sinner's mind illume, . . . 
 
 'Tis a point I long to know, 
 
 'Tis finished, — so the Saviour cried, . . 
 'Tis from the treasures of his word, . . 
 
 'Tis God the Spirit leads, 
 
 'Tis the Bridegroom's voice I hear, . . . 
 'Tis the voice of my beloved, .... 
 'Tis the voice of wisdom, crying, . . . 
 To Christ, except the Father draw, . . . 
 To distant lands thy gospel send, . . . 
 To him who on the fatal tree, .... 
 
 To Jesus, our exalted Lord, 
 
 To thee who reign 'st supreme above, . . 
 To the great God-head, Father, Son, . . 
 
 To us, to us a child is born, 
 
 'Twas God who hurled the rolling spheres, 
 'Twas in an hour when wrath prevailed, . 
 'Twixt Jesus and the chosen race, . . . 
 
 Uncertain how the way to find, . . . 
 Uprising from the darksome tomb, . . . 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, .... 
 Up to the Lord that reigns on high, . . . 
 Up to thy throne, O God of love, . . . 
 
 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will, . . 
 We are a garden walled around, .... 
 We bless the Lord who gave this cup, . 
 We bless the prophet of the Lord, . . . 
 
 We come with joyful song, 
 
 Weeping saint, no longer mourn, . . . 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 
 We'll now repair to yonder cross, . , . 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 405 
 
 Well, the Redeemer's gone, 154 
 
 We're filled with awe and deep surprise, .... 48 
 What are possessions, fame and power, .... 265 
 
 Whate'er to thee, our Lord, belongs, 310 
 
 What equal honours shall we bring, 87 
 
 What is our God, or what his name, 28 
 
 What lovely band is this I see, 310 
 
 What makes mistaken men afraid, 247 
 
 What mighty man, or mighty God, 143 
 
 What scenes of horror and of dread, 339 
 
 What slavish fears molest my mind, 216 
 
 What though I feel disease and pain, 333 
 
 W T hat various hindrances we meet, 317 
 
 What wisdom, majesty and grace, 192 
 
 When Aaron in the holy place, 201 
 
 When Adam by transgression fell, 240 
 
 When all thy mercies, O my God, 51 
 
 When blooming youth is snatched away, .... 342 
 When darkness long has veiled my mind, .... 253 
 When first the God of boundless grace, .... 26 
 When God's own people stand in need, .... 53 
 
 When God the Spirit deigns to shew, 265 
 
 When I can read my title clear, 191 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross, ..... 64 
 
 When I the lonely grave survey, 66 
 
 When Jacob's tribes with travel faint, 23S 
 
 When Noah with his favoured few. ...... 358 
 
 When, O dear Jesus, when shall I, 191 
 
 When on my beloved I gaze, 242 
 
 When overwhelmed with doubts and fear, . . . 272 
 
 When saint to saint, in days of old, 256 
 
 When strangers stand and hear me tell, .... 290 
 When the dark shades of evening flee, .... 352 
 
 When the Eternal bows the skies, 10 
 
 When the first parents of our race, 78 
 
 When the harvest is past, and the summer is gone, 284 
 When the poor pris'ner through a grate, .... 249 
 When thou, my righteous Judge, shall come, . . . 347 
 
 When Zion's sons, great God, appear, 244 
 
 Where must a weary sinner go, 199 
 
 Where shall we go to seek and find, 208 
 
 Where two or three, with one accord, 296 
 
 While in the vale of vision dead, 259 
 
 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, . . 59 
 
406 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 While sinners, who presume to bear, 299 
 
 While to the grave our friends are borne, .... 341 
 
 Who is the trembling sinner, who, 301 
 
 Who is this fair one in distress, 291 
 
 Who is this lovely person, who, 7$ 
 
 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, 293 
 
 Who shall inhabit in thy hill, 292 
 
 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn, 233 
 
 Why droops my soul with grief opprest, . . . .111 
 Why should the children of a king, . . . . ' m .176 
 
 Why thus cast down, my soul, 241 
 
 With all the heavenly host, 386 
 
 With cheerful voice I sing, , , . 138 
 
 With David's Lord, and ours, 379 
 
 With eye impartial, heaven's high King, .... 37 
 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend,' .... 303 
 
 With sacred pleasure we behold, 306 
 
 With transport. Lord, our souls proclaim, ...... 97 
 
 Ye angels round the throne, 386 
 
 Ye happy saints, the Lamb adore, 306 
 
 Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad, 38 
 
 Ye humble souls rejoice, 189 
 
 Ye lands and islands of the sea, 147 
 
 Ye messengers of Christ, 218 
 
 Ye saints proclaim abroad, ........ 56 
 
 Yes, my beloved, to my sight, 112 
 
 Ye sons of men, with joy record, 227 
 
 Ye sons of mirth, and sons of pride, 57 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose, 155 
 
 Yonder — amazing sight ! — I see> ......... 103 
 
 You must not think the question odd, . . . . . 264 
 
 You now must hear my voice no more, . . . .168 
 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints. ....... 186 
 
 Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame, 250 
 
A LIST OF 
 
 J. OSBOURJNPS WORKS. 
 
 Price, 
 
 Good things aimed at, or Divine Truths 
 
 touched on, $1 00 
 
 Thoughts of Peace in times of War, . . 1 00 
 
 Divine Communications, 50 
 
 A Christian described, and his right proved, 25 
 Strictures on a piece entitled, " Zion's Call," 25 
 Spiritual Letters from a Military School, . 12J 
 
 Good news from a Far Country, ... 1 00 
 A Spiritual Poem on animated Graves, . . 12| 
 A glimpse of the Building of Mercy, . 1 00 
 An Address to the Mayo Baptist Association, 12| 
 Tidings of Joy from the Hill of Zion, . 1 00 
 A Religious Devil detected, or the depths 
 
 of Satan exposed, 50 
 
 The Lawful Captive delivered, or the 
 
 Life of the Author, 1 00 
 
 A Fac Simile, or the Religion of New 
 
 England portrayed, 25 
 
 The present Dark and Sickly state of the 
 
 Church considered, 25 
 
A LIST OF J. OSBOURN'S WORKS. 
 
 Contemplations on the Priesthood of Aaron, 25 
 
 The Voice of Truth, 25 
 
 A Calm Investigation of a Letter written 
 
 by Deacon Saunders, 12| 
 
 Spiritual Poems, 12| 
 
 Gospel Fragments, . . 75 
 
 An affectionate Address to the Children 
 
 of God, ............ 25 
 
 The Christian's Course, an allegory, . . 1 00 
 
 North Carolina Sonnets, . . . . . 62J 
 
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