afv.®f JIJ. Libra rf 51 34-03 Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2015 https://archive.org/details/hymnsofchurchwitOOepis H TINS OF THE CHUECH. WITH TUNES. ]STEW TOEK: A. S. BARNES & COMPANY. in & 113 WILLIAM STREET. 1869. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1869, by John B. Thompson, Ashbel G. Vermilye, and Alexander R. Thompson, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New York. Electrotyped by Smith & McDougal, 82 & 84 Beekman St. Printed by George W. Wood, 2 Dutch St. CONTENTS. Preface Pa S e v Opening Sentences vl Lord's Prayer— The Creed vn Law of God viii Trinity..... ^ mns I " I 3 God the Father Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth 14-96 The Only-begotten Son, Jesus Christ our Lord 97" io 3 His Advent 104-106 ." Nativity • ....107-120 " Circumcision 121 " Epiphany 122-127 " Childhood.. 128-130 " Life and Ministry i3 I ~ I 3 8 " Transfiguration I 39 " Triumphal Entry 140-142 " Passion i43" l6 5 " Death and Burial 166-168 " Resurrection. 169-186 " Ascension 187-197 ^ " Glory ■ 198-219 " Intercession 220-224 God the Holy Ghost 225-248 His work in Inspiration • • • 2 49~ 2 56 " Invitation 257-281 " Penitence 282-316 ^ " Faith * 3!7-336 (\| « Praise 337"37° The Christian Life 37i"554 • y CONTENTS. The Church Hymns 555-579 The Lord's Day 580-622 Holy Baptism 623-634 Confession of Faith . : 635-644 The Lord's Supper 645-676 The Communion of Saints • .677-689 The Christian Ministry 690-708 Missions . • • . 709-743 Mortality and Life 744~794 The Second Advent 795-823 Heaven 824-852 Morning 853-870 Evening . ■ -871-915 Prayer for those at Sea 916-918 Times and Seasons 9*9-9 2 9 National -93°-937 Humiliation 93 8 "943 Thanksgiving 944~947 Chants 948-989 Miscellaneous 990-1007 Responses to the Commandments . Page. 466 Doxologies 467 Index of Subjects 473 Index of Texts 47 6 Index of First Lines and Authors 479 Alphabetical Index of Tunes 4 88 Metrical Index of Tunes 494 PREFACE. This book contains, beside familiar hymns, others, both ancient and modern, that have approved themselves to the Christian heart. It may be proper to state that, as far as possible, the hymns are conformed to the authors' own editions. Where alterations of any moment have been retained, the fact is in- dicated by the letter ( a ) after the author's name in the Index of First Lines. Endeavor has also been made to restore to the tunes the names under which they were originally published. Acknowledgment is hereby made to brethren, both clerical and lay, who have furnished original contributions, translations, careful criticisms, and thoughtful suggestions. Especial acknowledgment is made to the Rev. Dr. SchafF, and the Rev. Dr. Ray Palmer. Several beautiful hymns of Dr. Palmer's are given to the Church in this book, for the first time. But peculiarly are thanks due to the Rev. Dr. Zachary Eddy, with whom the project of the book originated. From the beginning to the end of the arduous although pleasant work of its preparation, he has been unsparing in wise counsel and indefatigable labor. The musical part of the book, except a portion of the chants, has been arranged and edited by Mr. U. C. Burnap, and will be found to contain not only tunes deservedly popular, but also much music of great merit dear to the Church of God in earlier times, and by this book brought within the reach of the Church in America. With humble prayer that it may be accepted of God and may be serviceable to His Church, the book is sent forth. JOHN B. THOMPSON, ASHBEL G. VERMILYE, ALEX, R. THOMPSON. New York, May, 1869. OPENING SENTENCES. i. The Lord is in His holy temple : Let all the earth keep silence before Him. II. Stand up and bless the Lord for ever and ever : Blessed be Thy glorious Name ! Thou, even Thou art Lord alone : The host of heaven worshippeth Thee. III. Give unto the Lord the glory due unto His Name : Bring an offering and come before Him : Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness : Fear before Him all the earth. IV. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit : A broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise. V. Thus saith the High and Lofty One that inhabiteth eternity : Whose Name is Holy : I dwell in the high and holy place ; With Him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, To revive the spirit of the humble, And to revive the heart of the contrite ones. VI. Offer unto God thanksgiving, And pay thy vows unto the Most High. VII. Show us Thy mercy, O Lord : And grant us Thy salvation. Lord, hear our prayer, And let our cry come unto Thee. VIII. Our help is in the name of the Lord, Which made heaven and earth. THE LORD'S PRAYER. Our Father who art in heaven : Hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever. Amen. THE CREED. I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth : And in Jesus Christ, His only Son our Lord ; Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary ; Suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead and buried \ He descended into hell ; The third clay He rose again from the dead ; He ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of God the Father Almighty ; From thence He shall come to judge the quick and the dead, I believe in the Holy Ghost : The holy Catholic Church ; the communion of saints : The forgiveness of sins : The resurrection of the body : And the life everlasting. Amen. THE LAW OF GOD, AS IT IS WRITTEN IN THE TWENTIETH CHAPTER OF THE BOOK OF EXODUS. God spake all these words, saying, I am the Lord thy God, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. I. — Thou shalt have no other gods before Me. II. — Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth : thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them : for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me ; and showing mercy unto thousands of them that love Me, and keep My command- ments. HI.— Thou shalt not take the Name of the Lord thy God in vain ; for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh His Name in vain. IV —Remember the Sabbath-day to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and do all thy work : but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God : m it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy man-servant, nor thy maid-servant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates : for in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that m them is and rested, the seventh day: wherefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath-day, and hal- lowed it. , V. — Honor thy father and thy mother : that thy days may be long upon the land wnich the Lord thy God giveth thee. VI. — Thou shalt not kill. VII. — Thou shalt not commit adultery. VHI —Thou shalt not steal. IX. — Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor. X. — Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neigh- bor's wife, nor his man-servant, nor his maid-servant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbor's. THE SUMMARY OF THE LAW BY OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. St. Matthew 22 : 37~4°- Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. On these two command- ments hang all the law and the prophets. HYMNS OF THE CHURCH SANCTUS. 10,11,12. r 1 ' 1 :«=3 L - - n „ 1 -1— , -, -] /7\ . b a ^ 2= • * ■ jjsssjj *^ — *^ — A - men. s_5_e — _ — =2 ^ l 1 1 1 — 1=1 1 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee : Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty; God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity! 2 Holy, Holy, Holy! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea, Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art Holy; there is none beside Thee Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea Holy, Holy, Holy ! merciful and mighty ; God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! Amen. 2 TRINITY. FARLEY. S. M. D. ' " ' ' i y ;—\ 1 1 , 1 ft ^ r I m [ ^ — s— — 1 ■p -5^^ — 0 — — -L 1 ■ — V j . \ \ • ~8 p ^ # 1 ■*- z ^ ■ & — u 1 —1 1* — ' 1 1 5 — s— § r g * g r , ;■ :- m f-r- 1 1 ! 1 1 p-j k --! l , 1 — » — u — $ - =* • - - « ^ • 1 i 1 1 i i r 1 1 2 1 Our Father, who dost lead The children of Thy grace, A new-born and believing seed, Through this wide wilderness ; Thy providential care In dangers past we own ; Still let Thine arm be ever near, Still let Thy love be shown. 2 O Saviour, Lamb of God ! Our gracious, dying Friend! Reveal the virtue of Thy blood, On us Thy mercy send : Thou art a Master kind, With voice and person sweet; Bestow on us a loving mind, And keep us at Thy feet. 3 Thou, Holy Spirit, art Of truth the promised Seal ; Convincing power Thou dost impart, And Jesus' grace reveal ; Oh breathe Thy quickening breath, And light and life afford; Instruct us how to live by faith, And glorify the Lord. TRINITY. WARRIOR. H. M. 3 1 We give immortal praise For God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above: He sent His own eternal Son To die for sins that we had done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too ; Who bought us with His blood From everlasting woe : And now He lives and now He reigns, And sees the fruit of all His pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give, Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live: His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. 4 Almighty God, to Thee. Be endless honors done, The undivided Three, The great and glorious One: Where reason fails, with all her powers, There faith prevails and love adores. w c — g — - — 3 j i ° * S p p — l BJ ■ J 1 p i- t — 1 ' 1 1 - 1 ■ 4 1 Round the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple and repeated Each to each the alternate hymn: 2 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fulness stored ; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!" 3 Heaven is still with glory ringing; Earth takes up the angels' cry, " Holy, Holy, Holy, 7 ' singing, "Lord of Hosts, the Lord most High." 4. With His seraph train before Him, With His holy Church below, Thus conspire we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow: 5 "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fulness stored : Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord!" DOXOLOGY. Praise the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. TRINITY. 5 WHITFIELD. 7 s & 6s. 1— r-l— 1- — I — -t- p _J 1- — 1 _£E 1 _tzz=r - ^ S— 3— , ! J J Lg. U-^J g_ — * i — i — L r ^ r - . -Jgzrc ft-/, i t#4 £3_B g=f JEE r J C2 — 1 U-j L 1 U LI r __| L q==i= IO i The God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above, Ancient of everlasting days, And God of Love ! Jehovah ! Great I AM ! By earth and heaven confest ; 1 bow and bless the sacred Name, Forever blest ! 2 The God who reigns on high, The great archangels sing, And, " Holy, Holy, Holy," cry, "Almighty King! Who was, and is, the same, And evermore shall be !" Jehovah ! Father ! Great I AM ! We worship Thee ! 3 Before the Saviour's face The ransomed nations bow, O'erwhelmed at His Almighty grace, Forever new : He shows His prints of love ; They kindle to a flame, And sound, through all the worlds above, The slaughtered Lamb 1 4 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high ; " Hail ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! They ever cry : Hail ! Abraham's God, and mine ! I join the heavenly lays ; All might and majesty are Thine, And endless praise ! 5 The God of Abraham praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise, and seek the joys At His right hand : I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power ; And Him my only portion make, My shield and tower. 6 He by Himself hath sworn ; I on His oath depend ; I shall, on angel wings upborne, To heaven ascend : I shall behold His face, I shall His power adore, And sing the wonders of His grace Forever more. TRINITY. 9 ITALIAN HYMN. J 1. 6s &. 4s. II 1 Come, Thou Almighty King, Help us Thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father all-glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of Days ! 2 Come, Thou Incarnate Word, Gird on Thy mighty sword ; Our prayer attend ! Come, and Thy people bless, And give Thy word success : Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour ! Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power ! 4 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 12 1 Glory to God on high ! Let heaven and earth reply, Praise ye His name ! His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; And sing for evermore, Worthy the Lamb ! 2 All they around the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising His name : We, who have felt His blood Sealing our peace with God, Sound His dear name abroad, Worthy the Lamb ! 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye His name : In Him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, Worthy the Lamb ! 4 What though we change our place, Yet we shall never cease Praising His name : To Him our songs we bring, Hail Him our gracious King, And without ceasing sing, Worthy the Lamb ! 10 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, OLD HUNDRED L M. 3=t ill ^ =t===t==t== PS 1 3 1 Great One in Three, great Three in One, Thy wondrous name we sound abroad ; Prostrate we fall before Thy throne, O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! 2 Thee, Holy Father, we confess ; Thee, Holy Saviour, we adore ; And Thee, O Holy Ghost, we bless And praise and worship evermore. 3 Thou art by heaven and earth adored ; Thy universe is full of Thee, O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord ! Great Three in One, great One in Three ! I^. Psalm 57- 1 Be Thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad ; Let land to land Thy wonders tell. 2 My heart is fixed, my song shall raise Immortal honors to Thy name : Awake, my tongue, to sound His praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 3 High o'er the earth His mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky j His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. angels 4 Be Thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land Thy wonders tell. 15 Psalm 100. Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and He destroy. His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. We are His people, we His care — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name ? We'll crowd Thy gates, with thankful songs ; High as the heaven, our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. Wide as the world is Thy command ; Vast as eternity Thy love ; Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. MAKER OF HEAVEN AN D EARTH. 11 STERLING. L. M. ess I 6 Psalm 148. 1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, From distant worlds where creatures dwell ! Let heaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. 2 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue When nature all around you sings? Oh for a shout from old and young, From humble swains and lofty kings ! 3 Wide as His vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known ; Loud as His thunder shout His praise, And sound it lofty as His throne. 4 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! Oh, may it dwell on every tongue ; But saints who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 17 Psalm 138. With all my powers of heart and tongue, I'll praise my Maker in my song ; Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. To God I cried when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdued my foes : He did my rising fears control, And strength diffused through all my soul. 3 Amid a thousand snares, I stand Upheld and guarded by Thy hand ; Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 4 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, Lord, I'll sing the wonders of Thy word ; Not all Thy works and names below So much Thy power and glory show. 18 Psalm 100. 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell ; Come ye before Him and rejoice. 2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; Without our aid He did us make ; We are His flock, He doth us feed ; And for His sheep, He doth us take. 3 O enter then His gates with praise ; Approach with joy His courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless His name always; For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why, the Lord our God is good ; His mercy is forever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. 12 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, GROSVENOR. 5 s 8c 6s. 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' ^ * — r i I • . « :ja» & tz_ t — r - 2 O Psalm 146. 1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; He made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train : His truth forever stands secure ; He saves the opprest, He feeds the poor, And none shall find His promise vain. 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind • The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He sends the laboring conscience peace : He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 I Psalm 19. 1 Great God, the heaven's well-ordered frame Declares the glories of Thy Name ; There Thy rich works of wonder shine : A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear, Of boundless power and skill divine. 2 From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light Lectures of heavenly wisdom read ; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 3 Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journeys of the sun, And every nation knows their voice ; The sun, like some young bridegroom drest, Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round and makes the earth re- joice. |4 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, SPERANZA. 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,7. s g g % - ±^=z ^ 22 Psalm 150. Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord, In the heights of glory ; Hosts of heaven, with one accord, Shout the joyful story ; Praise Him for His mighty deeds, Praise ye Him whose grace exceeds All that heaven in songs concedes ; Worlds of bliss, His praise record. Praise Him with the trumpet's tongue, Far and wide resounding; Praise Him with the harp well-strung, While your hearts are bounding ; Praise Him with the sweet-toned lyre : Let His praise the lute inspire ; Praise Him in a mighty choir; Let His praise be loudly sung. Praise Him with the viol's strings, Waking joyous feeling; While the vault of glory rings With the organ's pealing ; Let the cymbals ring His praise ; Wake the clarion's grandest lays; Praise the Lord through endless days : Lo ! His praise creation sings. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 15 LYONS ios & us. - - -i -— -n 3 : -—5-: =S * 1* * 27 — I- up 1^ i: J...J. Pin 28 1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of His choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Oh for a living flame, From His own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought ! 3 God is our strength and song, And His salvation ours ; Then be His love in Christ proclaimed, With all our ransomed powers. 4 Stand up, and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless His glorious name, Henceforth for evermore. 29 Psalm 95. 1 Come, sound His praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing ! Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all His own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at His throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are His work, and not our own ; He formed us by His word. 4 To-day attend His voice, Nor dare provoke His rod ; Come, like the people of His choice, And own your gracious God. ^ O Psalm 99. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 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, And swift fulfil His word. 3 In Zion is His throne ; His honors are divine ; His church shall make His wonders known, For there His glories shine. 4 How holy is His name ! How terrible His praise ! Justice, and truth, and judgment join,. In all His works of grace. ^ I Psalm 117. 1 Thy name, Almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands ; Great is Thy grace and sure Thy word ; Thy truth forever stands. 2 Far be Thine honor spread, And long Thy praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 18 WAR EH AM. GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, is & 8s. i — i — r 3t 4S2- i — I — r -J — J !- I ~ J IliSliiplII :t*=:£: 2—^ r2- ^ 2 Ps^m 48. i Oh great is Jehovah, and great be His praise ; In the city of God He is King : Proclaim ye His triumphs in jubilant lays ; On the mount of His holiness sing. 3 The joy of the earth, from her beauti- ful height, Is Zion's impregnable hill ; The Lord in her temple still taketh delight ; God reigns in her palaces still. 3 Go, walk about Zion, and measure the length, [well ; Her walls and her bulwarks, mark Contemplate her palaces, glorious in strength, Her towers and her pinnacles tell. 4. Then say to your children, — "Our stronghold is tried ; This God is our God to the end ; His people forever His counsels shall guide, His arm shall forever defend." ^ 3 Psalm 100. 1 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth ; O serve Him with gladness and fear; Exult in His presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near. 2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all ; And we are His people, His sceptre we own ; His sheep, and we follow His call. 3 O enter His gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in His temple proclaim; His praise with melodious accordance prolong, And bless His adorable name. 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, And we are the work of His hand ; His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. RAPTURE. C. P. M. 19 ^ XT* ~- 1 r 1 J- 0 s»- 1 r~ :^-3-p— zg-d--— -Bizz^- l -F-^ _t^ - !■ ! . . ! ! ... "3 r4=- (2 • R m. . 1 ^ "•-I f "---I 1 1 JUffl • : 34 Psalm 14S- 1 Begin, my soul, the exalted lay ; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise the Almighty's name : Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell the inspiring theme. 2 Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound, While all the adoring throngs around, His boundless mercy sing : Let every listening saint above Wake all the tuneful soul of love, And touch the sweetest string. Let every element rejoice ; Ye thunders, burst with awful voice To Him who bids you roll : His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing ; Ye feathered warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To Him who shaped your finer mold, W T ho tipped your glittering wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise. 5 Let man, by nobler passions swayed, Let man, in God's own image made, His breath in praise employ ; Spread wide his Maker's name around, While heaven's broad arch rings back the sound, The song of holy joy ! 20 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, MERIBAH. C. P. M. 1 1 r— 4 V_J 1 1 , « — _ , — — s— # » — — <=_ n — s — S — ; 1 ■a* 1 1 • — — sbJ * t r i i 35 1 My God, Thy boundless love I praise ; How bright on high its glories blaze ! How sweetly bloom below ! It streams from Thy eternal throne ; Through heaven its joys forever run, And o'er the earth they flow. 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds, in air upborne, Their genial drops distil ; In every vernal beam it glows, It breathes in every gale that blows, And glides in every rill. 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flowery beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale ; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile in every vale. 4 But in Thy word, I see it shine With grace and glories more divine, Proclaiming sin forgiven ; There Faith, bright cherub, points the way To realms of everlasting day, And opens all her heaven. 5 Then let the love that makes me blest With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude ; And all my thoughts and passions tend To Thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good ! MAKE TELEMANN'S CHANT -ft, b — i> is R r -1 OF HEAVEN AND E A R T P- 7 s - -'—I 3 n J . E N -rz-> - m -3 -p I "I ^ — h~* [. 2* 21 -\ n 1£ -m~ a — 48— J — -!S>— & ^ I Psalm 97. 1 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice ! From world to world the joy shall ring : The Lord omnipotent is King ! 2 The Lord is King ! who then shall dare Resist His will, distrust His care ? Holy and true are all His ways : Let every creature speak His praise. 3 The Lord is King ! exalt your strains, Ye saints; your God, your Father reigns; One Lord, one empire, all secures : He reigns, — and life and death are yours. 4 Oh when His wisdom can mistake, His might decay, His love forsake, Then may His children cease to sing, — The Lord omnipotent is King ! ^j_2 Psalm 145. 1 My God, my King, Thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to Thine ear ; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for Thee. 3 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of Thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and triumph of their tongue. 4 But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ; Vast and unsearchable Thy ways ! Vast and immortal be Thy praise I 4_ ^ Psalm *4 6 - 1 God of my life, through all my days My grateful powers shall sound Thy praise ; The song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious care would break my rest, And grief would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all my powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. \ But, oh, when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies ! ; Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo o'er the heavenly plains, And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round Thy throne.. 24 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, ST. ANN'S. C. M. _n» _, 1 i !— i 1 1 — #=:l=2= =j -j =1 j n -5— Eg— — ig- . — e& ^5— i I 1 J — I- J: Ilium ^_^J_ Psalm in. 1 Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King ; Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry ; Thrice holy ! let us sing. 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God ; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To His sublime abode. 3 With sacred awe pronounce His name Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; A broken heart shall please Him more Than the best forms of speech. 4 Thou holy God, preserve our souls From all pollution free ; The pure in heart are Thy delight ; And they Thy face shall see. +5 1 Let them neglect Thy glory, Lord, Who never knew Thy grace ; But our loud songs shall still record The wonders of Thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, O God, to Thee, And send them to Thy throne ; All glory to the united Three, The undivided One ! 3 'T was He, and we'll adore His name, That formed us by a word ; 'T is He restores our ruined frame ; Salvation to the Lord ! 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound ; Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect tha voice In one eternal round ! 46 Te Deum laudamus. 1 O God, we praise Thee and confess That Thou the only Lord And everlasting Father art, By all the earth adored. 2 To Thee all Angels cry aloud ; To Thee the Powers on high, Both Cherubim and Seraphim, Continually do cry : 3 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord, Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory filled Of Thy majestic sway. 4 The Apostles' glorious company, And Prophets crowned with light, With all the Martyrs' noble host, Thy constant praise recite. 5 The Holy Church throughout the world, O Lord, confesses Thee, That Thou the Eternal Father art Of boundless majesty. DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore ; Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 25 BROOKLYN. L M. -- i*: iff: r± m v JO" 1 -f=— .1 /j y Te Deum laudamus. 1 Almighty God, we praise and own Thee our Creator, King alone ; All things were made to honor Thee, 0 Father of eternity ! 2 To Thee all Angels loudly cry ; The heavens and all the Powers on high, Cherubs and seraphim, proclaim, And cry, Thrice Holy to Thy name ! 3 Lord God of hosts, Thy presence bright, Fills heaven and earth with beauteous light; The Apostles' happy company, And ancient Prophets, all praise Thee. 4 The crowned Martyrs' noble host, The Holy Church in every coast, Their Maker for their Father own, Now reconciled in Christ His Son. +8 Lo, God is here ! — let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place ; Let all within us feel His power, And silent bow before His face. Lo, God is here ! — Him day and night United choirs of angels sing ; To Him, enthroned above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. Lord God of hosts, oh, may our praise Thy courts with grateful incense fill ; Still may we stand before Thy face, Still hear and do Thy sovereign will. +9 What secret place, what distant star, Is like, dread Lord, to Thine abode ? Why dwellest Thou from us so far ? We yearn for Thee, Thou hidden God ! And will the hidden God appear ? We hail Thee in the living Word ; Thy heavenly Majesty draws near, In Christ, our Brother and our Lord In vain we seek for Thine abode ; And wilt Thou ever to us come ? The Holy Ghost, the mighty God, Now makes our souls His blessed home. O Glory that no eye can bear ! O Presence bright, our inward Guest ! O Farthest off, O Ever near ! Most hidden and Most manifest ! 50 Psalm 18. Just are Thy ways, and true Thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode 3 Who is a God beside the Lord ? Or where's a refuge like our God ? 'T is He that girds me with His might, Gives me His holy sword to wield, And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads His salvation for my shield. He lives, and blessed be my Rock ; The God of my salvation lives ; The dark designs of hell He broke ; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 26 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, BOYLSTON. S. M. I Psalm 103. 1 The pity of the Lord To those that fear His name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 2 He knows we are but dust Scattered with every breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 3 Our days are as the grass, • Or like the morning flower • If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 4 But Thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. ^ 2 Psalm 36. 1 When man grows bold in sin, My heart within me cries, "He hath no faith of God within, Nor fear before His eyes." 2 But there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce His fear ; His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 3 His truth transcends the sky ; In heaven His mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea His judgments lie ; His anger burns to hell. 4 How excellent His love, Whence all our safety springs ! Oh, never let my soul remove From underneath His wings 1 £j ^ Psalm 23. 1 The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since He is mine and I am His, What can I want beside ! 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guides me in His own right way, For His most holy name. 4 While He affords His aid, I cannot yield to fear ; Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there, 5 In spite of all my foes, Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of Thy love Shall crown my following days 5 Nor from Thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak Thy praise. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. GILEAD. L M. 27 i — r I — |— r— » g 1* 1 1 1 pi — — g— — (• r i .a. .a. ^. | =1 -3 — * z — Ss ^Eg — 1 F t - L r i -- -Ff— f=~F Hi =t== » T 00 Psalm 93. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; His throne is built on high ; The garments He assumes Are light and majesty; His glories shine with beams so bright No mortal eye can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of His hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His wrath and justice stand To guard His holy law ; And where His love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Through all His perfect works Surprising wisdom shines, Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their cursed designs ; Strong is His arm, and shall fulfil His great decrees, His sovereign will 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend, And will He write His name, My Father and my Friend? I love His name, I love His word ; Join all my powers, and praise the Lord ! O7 Psalm 18. 1 The Lord Jehovah lives, And blessed be my Rock ! Though earth her bosom heaves And mountains feel the shock, Though oceans rage and torrents roar, He is the same for evermore. 2 The Lord Jehovah lives, The dying sinner's Friend ; How freely He forgives The follies that offend ! He wipes the penitential tear, Bids faith and hope the spirit cheer. 3 The Lord Jehovah lives To hear and answer prayer ; Whoe'er in Him believes And trusts His guardian care, A Father's tender love shall know, Whence living streams of comfort flow. 4 The Lord Jehovah lives Salvation to secure ; The title that He gives Will be forever sure ; 'Tis drawn in characters of blood, 'Tis issued from the throne of God. 32 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, STEPHENS. C. M. CCi) V — o— Tj CP— 1 j 7 ^__^ ^ | -s, pa i =^--.= L S 25 1 722 53— 1 1 1 J -■- i ■ ■ I J 1 > if ^ 1 I i i J i m rzr-r 68 Psalm 34. 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succour trust. 5 Oh make but trial of His love ! Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who in His truth confide. 4 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear ; Make you His service your delight ; He'll make your wants His care. 6^ Psalm 116. 1 What shall I render to my God For all His kindness shown ? My feet shall visit Thine abode, My songs address Thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill Thy house, My offerings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy Thy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear Thy servants in Thy sight ! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all Thy servants are ! How great Thy grace to me ! My life, which Thou hast made Thy care, Lord, I devote to Thee. 5 Now I am Thine, forever Thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with Thy love. 6 Here in Thy courts I leave my vow, And Thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. JO Psalm 121. 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes ; There all my hopes are laid ; The Lord that built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall Whom He designs to keep ; His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ; Thy keeper is the Lord ; His wakeful eyes employ His power For thine eternal guard. 4 He guards thy soul, He keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, Till God commands Thee home. 7i 1 God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs, And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain ; God is His own Interpreter, And He will make it plain. ^7 2 Psalm 107. 1 How are Thy servants blest, O Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms and lands remote, Supported by Thy care, Through burning climes they pass un- hurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know Thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to Thy will ; The sea, that roars at Thy command, At Thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise Thee for Thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 6 Our life, while Thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to Thee. 73 1 Father of Love, our Guide and Friend, Oh lead us gently on, Until life's trial-time shall end, And heavenly peace be won ! 2 We know not what the path may be As yet by us untrod ; But we can trust our all to Thee, Our Father and our God ! 34 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, FLEMING. 7 s. -Pj- I iiirpijp 9E -I £U J L -! |C_J. ^7zJ_ Psalm 136. 1 Let us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light ; For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 3 All things living He doth feed, His full hand supplies their need * For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 He His chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness ; For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 He hath with a piteous eye Looked upon our misery ; For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 6 Let us then with gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; For His mercy shall endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 7 ^ Psalm 23. i To Thy pastures fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead Thy charge, And my couch, with tenderest care, 'Mid the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow, 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread, With Thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard, and that my guide. 4 Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend ; And shalt bid Thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. 76 They who seek the throne of grace, Find that throne in even- place ; If we live a life of prayer, God is present even* where. In our sickness or our health, In our want or in our wealth, If we look to God in prayer, God is present every where. When our earthly comforts fail, When the foes of life prevail, . 'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; God is present even- where. Then, my soul, in even* strait To thy Father come, and wait ; He will answer every prayer ; God is present every where. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 35 BROWNELL L. M, m 6 lines. 7 7 Psalm 23. The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend,' And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no 'ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, , And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray Thy bounty shall my wants beguile ; ' The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden green and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. When streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, O Sun of Righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine ; Oh chase the shades of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 5 And when to heaven's all-glorious King My morning sacrifice I bring, And mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; Then, Jesus, cleanse me with Thy blood, And be my Advocate with God. When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy, richly blest, Guard me, my .Saviour, while I rest ; And as each morning's sun shall rise, Oh lead me onward to the skies ! And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, Jesus; Thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed ; And from death's gloom my spirit raise To see Thy face, and sing Thy praise. 36 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, WITTEMBURG. 6s, 7 s & 6s. With heart and hands and voices; Who wondrous things hath done, In whom His world rejoices; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. 2 Oh may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And help us in His grace, And guide us when perplext; And free us from all ills In this world and the next. 3 All praise and thanks to God The Father, now be given; The Son, and Him who reigns With Them in highest heaven ; The one eternal God, Whom heaven and earth adore ; For thus it was, is now, And shall be evermore. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 37 TRURO. L M. mm m 1 K | -a* — .*». -w— — §_ t , LL_ 1_ tp it 1 L j ■ t 8o Psalm 93. 1 With glory clad, with strength arrayed, The Lord that o'er all nature reigns, The world's foundation strongly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 2 How surely stablished is Thy throne Which shall no change nor period see ; For Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone, Art God from all eternity. 3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, And toss their troubled waves on high ; But God above can still their noise, And make the angry sea comply. 4 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure, And they that in Thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure, Must still in holiness excel. 8 I Psalm 93. 1 Jehovah reigns ; He dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might • The world, created by His hands, Still on its firm foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 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 stand forever sure • And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwelling of Thy grace. 8 2 Psalm 63. 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim ; Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; The glories that compose Thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, Thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God ; And I am Thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, For Thee I long, to Thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands, Pant for the cooling water brook. \ With early feet I love to appear Among Thy saints, and seek Thy face ; Oft have I seen Thy glory there, And felt the power of sovereign grace. 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And cheer the remnant of my days. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven. 38 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, CHAMBERS. C. M 1 2 mm 83 Father, how wide Thy glory shines ! How high Thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thou sand signs, By thousand through the skies. Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power, Their motions speak Thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour We read Thy patience still. But when we view Thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms ; Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ; Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. Oh may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 84 1 My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright ! How beautiful Thy mercy-seat In depths of burning light ! 2 How dread are Thine eternal years, O Everlasting Lord ; By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored. 3 How wonderful, how beautiful, The sight of Thee must be, Thine endless wisdom,boundless power, And awful purity. 4 Oh how I fear Thee, Living God, With deepest, tenderest fears, And worship Thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears. 5 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord, Almighty as Thou art ; For Thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. 6 No earthly father loves like Thee ; No mother, e'er so mild, Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done With me, Thy sinful child. 7 Father of Jesus, love's reward, What rapture will it be, Prostrate before Thy throne to lie, And ever gaze on Thee ! DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 39 DUBOIS. C. M. m '(Z-r—e- _j — -1 -1 . ^ 4 I "d d-q-d— — -j— —rA w ■ — s*i — « K5> 1 i 1 _s) S-4-3 — — <» — I 3 ^ -|S ff-: 8 ^ Psalm 7 i. 1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend, When I begin Thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of Thy grace ! 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore ; And since I knew Thy graces first, I speak Thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road, And march with courage in Thy strength To see my Father, God. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead Thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but Thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall Thy salvation sing. 6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ! With this delightful song I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. 86 Psalm 96. 1 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Ye tribes of every tongue ! His rich display of grace demands A new and nobler 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 valleys rise, Prepare the Lord His way. 5 Behold He comes ! He comes to bless The nations as their God ; To show the world His righteousness, And send His truth abroad. 6 But when His voice shall raise the dead, And bid the world draw near, How will the guilty nations dread To see their Judge appear ! DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 40 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, BRINSMADE. H. M. m «_ =t=z :=£= d— pH— J— =]- 3— b =-3— J — S* = -g - & 87 Psalm 121. 1 Upward I lift mine eyes ; From God is all my aid ; The God who built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the Tower His grace is nigh To which I fly ; In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my Guard and Guide, Defends me from my fears : Those wakeful eyes That never sleep, 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. To guard my head By night or noon. Thou art my sun, And Thou my shade, 4 Hast Thou not given Thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath : I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high Thou call me home. 3 8 Psalm it. 1 My trust is in the Lord, What foe can injure me ? Why bid me like a bird Before the fowler flee ? The Lord is on His heavenly throne, And He will shield and save His own. 2 The wicked may assail, The tempter sorely try, All earth's foundations fail, All nature's springs be dry * Yet God is in His holy shrine, And I am strong while He is mine. 3 His flock to Him is dear, He watches them from high ; He sends them trials here To form them for the sky ; But safely will He tend and keep The humblest, feeblest, of His sheep. 4 His foes a season here May triumph and prevail ; But ah ! the hour is near When all their hopes must fail ; While, like the sun, His saints shall rise, And shine with Him above the skies. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. WARD. L M. 3-^= , , , O — J-f-y -4 J 1 1 r 1-— j ad — - w— — i t u r L r _ i — 1 -fob j 1 1 — ^ — n -r - r. C |. ! j :==i ^ -r— n si a| r -J -1 3 rr sd— : 1 - ^ i * d — ^-pe— ^~ (Sis— j, 0—^=2- J & ■ - e 1 — r J r , i. 4r u r tj lvJ 'i 1 — — Psalm 46. 1 God is the refuge of His saints When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold Him present with His aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there ; Convulsions shake the solid world ; Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; In sacred peace our souls abide, While every nation, every shore, Trembles and dreads the swelling tide. 4 There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God ; Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, Thy holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls ; Sweet peace Thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour ; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on His truth, and armed with power. 90 1 Let Jacob to his Maker sing, And praise his great redeeming King ; • Called by a new, a gracious name, Let Israel loud his God proclaim. 2 He knows our souls in all their fears, And gently wipes our falling tears ; Forms trembling voices to a song, And bids the feeble heart be strong. 3 Then let the rivers swell around, And rising floods o'erflow the ground ; Rivers and floods and seas divide, And homage pay to Israel's Guide. 4 Then let the fires their rage display, And flaming terrors bar the way ; Unburnt, unsinged, He leads them through, And makes the flames refreshing too. 5 The fires but on their bonds shall prey ; The floods but wash their stains away ; And grace divine new trophies raise Amidst the deluge and the blaze. DOXOLOGY. Praise God from whom all blessings f flow ! Praise Him, all creatures here below ! Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 42 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, BRATTLE STREET. C. M. Double. | ist time. I 2d time. _ T ^— r -«- 1 I P*^ 1 I . . ■ rM : m m n « r J A b r — t J- n n — % 5 r 0 * -T» » » =— s s s S -g - >■ p- ; , j I 1 " ::p ti— T ta E r F F i : __ pt_ 91 1 While Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled ! Thy love the power of thought bestowed; To Thee my thoughts would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; That mercy I adore. 2 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul more dear Because conferred by Thee. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 3 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet Thy will. My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear, That heart will rest on Thee. 92 1 When all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 2 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. Through all eternity, to Thee A joyful song I'll raise : But oh, eternity 's too short To utter all Thy praise ! MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. 43 BRADFORD. C. m 1 :!_=!»: ill 93 1 Great God, how infinite art Thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in Thy view ; To Thee there's nothing old appears, Great God, there's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While Thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God, how infinite art Thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee. 94 1 Keep silence, all created things, And wait your Maker's nod ; My soul stands trembling, while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds un- known, Hang on His firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave, to be. 3 My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 4 In Thy fair book of life and grace, Oh, may I find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. Psalm 139. 1 In all my vast concerns with Thee, In vain my soul would try To shun Thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of Thine eye. 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they 're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide ? Within Thy circling arms I lie Enclosed on every side. 5 So let Thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 44 GOD THE FATHER ALMIGHTY, BERG. 8,7,8,7,6,6,6,7. __J 1_ , 1 1 -O =d ■ — —J -- , — | 1 ■ — , ^ ~ -r— ._ 2za_ : -^-z d% K 1 ^~ 1 -1 F 1 — _£2 — 3 id - 1 ll=|zi3=il§-:g= -1 — i- =3$ -! t- 3= 1 — 1 — n =3=61 " tZ t 1 1=5 :gr. -F- -F -t — 3 — r -1 — r 96 Ps 1 A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing ; Our Helper He amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing ; For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe ; His craft and power are great And armed with cruel hate ; On earth is not his equal. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be losing, — Were not the right Man on our side, The Man of God's own choosing : Dost ask who that may be ? Christ Jesus, it is He ! Lord Sabaoth, His name, From age to age the same ; And He must win the battle. 46. 3 And tho' this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us, We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us : The prince of darkness grim — We tremble not for him ; His rage we can endure ; For lo, his doom is sure ; One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly powers — No thanks to them — abicleth ; The Spirit and the gifts are ours, Through Him who with us sideth : Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also ; The body they may kill, God's truth abideth still ; His kingdom is forever. MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH. SILVER STREET. S. M. 7= -4 ■ JTJ .J. — =^ — o: -jg- -«S>- ^— — _t_ _g — _p_ r _£_ ^_ r J r i — H 1 — — t-^t— ^ u ■ — 1 97 1 Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, every heart and every tongue To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of His dying love ; Sing of His rising power ; Sing how He intercedes above For those whose sins He bore. 3 Sing till we feel our heart Ascending with our tongue ; Sing till the love of sin depart, And grace inspires our song. 4 Sing on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners sing ; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ the Eternal King. 5 Soon shall ye hear Him say, " Ye blessed children, come ; " Soon will He call you hence away, And take His wanderers home. 9 8 1 Grace ! 't is a charming sound, Harmonious to the ear ! Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heavenly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 99 1 Raise your triumphant songs To an immortal tune ; Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 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 pardons down To rebels doomed to die. THE ONLY-BEGOTTEN SON, JUBILATE. H. M. ratr-^-S=^=F^ n 1 ^* 1 i si • -i-f- 1 -fr- — 0 — © — 10 — i p r i — j— - * *• -i— : — « 0 0 r, -j 1 -1 , 1 1 1 « & 3 1 — L- -M- -a .=\ -i -j^r r - E_fa • B H 3 * — d g «V- i i _|S i— iB -w-w — r — r « : *-r * -f 1* " "j k : E — zjai — — 1* g n — 3» 1 Li U_^L_; — _| 1 1 — r r£rfe +_ _4 1 ! 1-— n— 1 o— 3- - biz IOO i Come, every pious heart That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest power exert To celebrate His fame : Tell all above, And all below, The debt of love To Him you owe. 2 He left His starry crown, And laid His robes aside ; On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died : To save our souls From death and hell. What He endured, Oh who can tell, 3 From the dark grave He rose The mansion of the dead , And thence His mighty foes In glorious triumph led ; Up through the sky The Conqueror rode, And reigns on high, The Saviour, God. From thence He'll quickly come — His chariot will not stay — And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day There shall we see His lovely face. And ever be In His embrace. 5 Jesus, we ne'er can pay The debt we owe Thy Yet tell us how we may Our gratitude approve love Our hearts, our all To Thee we give ; The gift, though small, Do Thou receive ! DOXOLOGY. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addressed As heretofore It was, is now, And shall be so, For evermore ! JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD 47 MERRITT. C. M. i — i — i- ! i zeez 4= — g- IOI i Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. -2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw, and — oh, amazing love ! — He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste He fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold ; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. 102 Psalm 8. 1 O Lord, how good, how great art Thou, In heaven and earth the same ! There angels at Thy footstool bow, Here babes Thy grace proclaim. 2 When glorious in the nightly sky Thy moon and stars I see, Oh, what is man, I wondering cry, To be so loved by Thee ! 3 To him Thou hourly deign'st to give New mercies from on high ; Didst quit Thy throne with him to live, For him, in pain to die. 4 Close to Thine own bright seraphim His favored path is trod ; And all beside are serving him, That he may serve his God. 103 1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoner to release, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And, with the treasures of His grace, Enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim, And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved name. 48 ADVENT. ANTIOCH. C M. is l« fc N i — r I O^. Psalm 9 s - 1 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns ! Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love. 105 1 Mortals, awake, with angels join And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolled ; The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 'T was more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky The impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; " Good-will and peace " is heard throughout The harmonious angel-throng. 6 With joy the chorus we repeat, — ■ " Glory to God on high ! Good-will and peace are now complete ■ Jesus is born to die !" I06 1 Then shone almighty Power and Love In all their glorious forms, When Jesus left His throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 2 Adoring angels tuned their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 3 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail ! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Tho' earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. NATIVITY. ANGELS' SONG. C. M. Double. 49 Si 11 I 1- 3= L~ - 1 r 2?— T- 1 " 1 1 & 4-™ f=r-fe r ^ :_g p g- ^ 0 ^ — ^-3_p — — F — u -F- d -i r r- r — ~crr 1 It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold : " Peace to the earth, good-will to man, From heaven's all-gracious King : " The earth in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing. 2 Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled ; And still celestial music floats O'er all the weary world ; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds, The blessed angels sing. 3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way, With painful steps and slow, Look up ! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing ; Oh rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing ! 4 For lo, the days are hastening on, By prophet-bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold ! When peace shall over all the earth Its final splendors fling, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing ! 50 NATIVITY. CHRISTMAS HYMN. H. M. -N - „ . „ -» 1* - * . -1 s rsn — — 1 m — «— ! 1 ; * s — : ■ 4* ■ t* -t— _ j* " "" 1 - £ 3 „ . e !L ' -ft j* \— U— : ! ! - 1- m ^b u -0 — 6* -J . J*h fee: _ p-J „ 1 ?! — - A — - — & — -i ^e^S r i f i -h» • n: Xgtfu- * ~' : ' J to r =_J3 • ^ - =* r u | ^ 1 , L6 1 -r 4 * H« • „ -P 1 U :Ji • 108 1 Hark ! what celestial sounds, What music fills the air ! Soft warbling to the morn, It strikes the ravished ear ; Now all is still ; j In tuneful notes, Now wild it floats | Loud, sweet, and shrill. 2 The angelic hosts descend With harmony divine ; See how from heaven they bend, And in full chorus join : Jesus, your King, Is born to-day. : Fear not," say they ; : Great j oy we bring : " He comes, your souls to save From death's eternal gloom ; To realms of bliss and light He lifts you from the tomb : Your voices raise ; With sons of light Your songs unite Of endless praise. 4 H Glory to God on high ! Ye mortals, spread the sound, And let your raptures fly To earth's remotest bound ; For peace on earth, From God in heaven To man is given, At Jesus' birth." IO9 1 Hark ! hark ! — the notes of joy Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains ; Some new delight in heaven is known ; Loud sound the harps around the throne. 2 Hark ! hark ! — the sounds draw nigh The joyful hosts descend ; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth His footsteps bend ; He comes to bless our fallen race ; He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ; Let every mortal know What love in God is found, What pity He can show ; Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel's name ; Arise, ye sons of men, And all His grace proclaim ; Angels and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we singf NATIVITY. 51 PIERCE. C. M. -i — o — 1 1 ^ ! . 1 , 2 : S II ... r? — ©> — -I? — f=- f | T q=f 5> — 1 -P - — £ — no 1 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The Angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. " Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, — " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 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 : The Heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." 3 Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song : " All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good-will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin, and never cease ! " DOXOLOGY. The God of mercy be adored, Who calls our souls from death, Who saves by His redeeming word And new-creating breath ; To praise the Father and the Son And Spirit all-divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. PORTUGUESE HYMN. lis. J , 1 ^ -. — 1 -jj it; I , | ^ N — ps_ r mm pz ^- W Ite 1 — = — 1 1 :a| » *S \ J E— Nt-^- Slid ft* .=n^i — * i ™ f «=5Fqfesf-^^«ss g— 1 £ 1 III 1 Oh come, all ye faithful, triumphantly sing ! Come, see in the manger the angels' dread King! To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord ; Oh hasten ! oh hasten ! to worship the Lord. 2 True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies ; The womb of the Virgin He doth not despise ; To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord ; Oh hasten ! oh hasten ! to worship the Lord. 3 Oh hark, to the angels, all singing in heaven,^ " To God in the highest, all glory be given I " To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord, Oh hasten ! oh hasten ! to worship the Lord. 4 To Thee, then, O Jesus, this day of Thy birth, Be glory and honor through heaven and earth ; True Godhead Incarnate, Omnipotent Word ! Oh hasten ! oh hasten ! to worship the Lord. NATIVITY. 53 REGENT SQUARE. 8s &. 7 s. j --I -S $4 s*-t — »- ^— ■ ^ — «5 -e. "g- ; m ^ — n ~> -, ^- r i \rr. | .t— 1 t _ I » I— I. i r 5 — eS=| -! 1- i — t- it — r r— r ^ . r -i ; ■ • 112 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies ? Lo, the 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 sin 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 ! 5 " Haste, ye mortals, to adore Him, Learn His name, and taste His joy, Till in heaven, ye sing before Him, Glory be to God most high ! " 113 1 Angels, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth, Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth ; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. Shepherds, in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing ; Yonder shines the infant-light ; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar ; Seek the great Desire of nations ; Ye have seen His natal star ; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear ; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence ; Mercy calls you ; break your chains ; Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. 54 NATIVITY MIGDOL L M. EJV. £ V <• ^ * — ^ m — -m- I ff . — n ^> 4. U U 1 1 : \ 1 i 1 S 1 i ' IS — * — * f J. * f i , r\ 1 ■ — a fS Eat _L , „ . J L4 'J . * _4a * 1 — : -«»-. _gjl * -"S: MP 114 1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill ; When Bethlehem's shepherds through the night Watched o'er their flocks by starry light: 2 Hark ! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps, and sung : 4 " 0 Zion, lift thy raptured eye ! The long-expected hour is nigh ; Renewed, creation smiles again, The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 5 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart, Bid Satan and his host depart ; Again the Daystar gilds the gloom, Again the bowers of Eden bloom.'' 115 1 When marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One star alone of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks From every host, from even* gem ; to danger's But one alone the Saviour speaks. — It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode , The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Death-struck, I ceased the tide stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease And through the storm, and thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star — the Star of Bethlehem ! Il6 1 Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn, For unto us a Saviour 's born ; See, how the angels wing their way To usher in the glorious day ! 2 Come, join the angels in the sky : " Glory to God, who reigns on high ; Let peace and love on earth abound, While time revolves and years roll round !" NATIVITY. 55 GOOD NEWS. Double. 1 =i 1 m m - 1 z * 117 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King ! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled ! Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; Universal nature say, Christ the Lord is born to-day ! 2 Christ, by highest Heaven adored ; Christ the everlasting Lord ; Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a Virgin's womb ; Veiled in flesh the Godhead see ; Hail the incarnate Deity, Pleased as man with men to appear, Jesus, our Immanuel, here ! 3 Hail ! the heavenborn Prince of Peace ! Hail ! the Sun of Righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings ; Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. 118 1 Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home ! Rise, the Woman's conquering Seed, Bruise in us the Serpent's head ! Now display Thy saving power ; Ruined nature now restore ; Now in mystic union join Thine to ours, and ours to Thine ! 2 Adam's likeness, Lord, efface ; Stamp Thine image in its place ; Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in Thy love ! Let us Thee, though lost, regain, Thee, the Life, the Heavenly Man : Oh, to all Thyself impart, Formed in each believing heart t DOXOLOGY. Praise the name of God most high ; Praise Him, all below the sky ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost I As through countless ages past, Evermore His praise shall last. 56 NATIVITY. DOVER II 9 1 The Advent of our God Our prayers must now employ, And we must meet Him on His road With hymns of holy joy. 2 The Everlasting Son Incarnate deigns to be : Himself a servant's form puts on, To set His people free. 3 Daughter of Zion, rise, And greet thy lowly King, And do not wickedly despise The mercies He will bring. 4 As Judge, in clouds of light, He will come down again, And all His scattered saints unite With Him in Heaven to reign. 5 Before that dreadful day May all our sins be gone ; May the old man be put away, And the new man put on ! 6 Praise to the Saviour Son, From all the angel host : Like praise be to the Father done, And to the Holy Ghost. I20 1 O Saviour of our race, W T elcome indeed Thou art, Blessed Redeemer, Fount of grace, To this my longing heart ! 2 Light of the world, abide Through faith within my heart ; Leave me to seek no other guide, Nor e'er from Thee depart. 3 Thou art the Life, O Lord ! Sole Light of life Thou art ! Let not Thy glorious rays be poured In vain on my dark heart. 4 Star of the East, arise ! Drive all my clouds away ; Guide me till earth's dim twilight dies Into the perfect day. 121 1 The ancient Law departs, And all its terrors cease ; For Jesus makes with faithful hearts A covenant of peace. 2 The Light of Life Divine, True Brightness undefiled, He bears for us the shame of sin, A holy, spotless Child. 3 His infant body now Begins our pain to feel ; Those precious drops of blood that flow, For death the Victim seal. 4 To-day the Name is Thine At which we bend the knee ; They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine ! Our Jesus deign to be. 5 All praise, Eternal Son, For Thy redeeming love ; With Father, Spirit, ever One, In glorious might above. EPIPHANY. 57 BETHLEHEM. 7 s, 6 lines. 9 d=st HI —1 —4 -1 _=! si v Pi 1 M | f T & S*— g- S>--— 2 — A - meru -S2- 122 1 As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold ; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright ; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to Thee. 2 As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger-bed, There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore ; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. 3 As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare ; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. 4 Holy Jesus, every day Keep us in the narrow way ; And when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 5 In the heavenly country bright, Need they no created light ; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down ; There forever may we sing Hallelujahs to our King. Amen. DOXOLOGY. Praise the name of God most high : > Praise Him, all below the sky ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore His praise shall last. EPIPHANY. FOLSOM. us & ios. ^lVf-£ — >— »- § — " 4 i k-k-H 1 — *> — r — -r e — -p — -f t t - - L r -i k— k k l m k k pnz=»zz:-: H» W »- bjz: — i^: : tL»— ^« 123 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! 2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining; Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 3 Say shall we yield Him in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; Vainly with gifts would His favor secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. EPIPHANY. 59 ZERAH. C. M. m p-a---5 — ig- — 5 — - Ey=£-_E— Ezf 3ES lit 124 1 O Thou, who by a star didst guide The wise men on their way, Until it came and stood beside The place where Jesus lay ; 2 Although by stars Thou dost not lead Thy servants now below, Thy Holy Spirit, when they need, Will show them how to go. 3 As yet we know Thee but in part : But still we trust Thy word, That blessed are the pure in heart, For they shall see the Lord. 4 O Saviour, give us then Thy grace, To make us pure in heart, That we may see Thee face to face Hereafter, as Thou art. 125 1 Jesus is God ! the glorious bands Of holy angels sing Songs of adoring praise to Him, Their Maker and their King. 2 He was true God in Bethlehem's crib, On Calvary's cross, true God ; He who in heaven, eternal reigned, In time, on earth abode. 3 Oh, had I but an angel's voice, I would proclaim so loud, Jesus the Good, the Beautiful, Is everlasting God ! 126 1 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given ; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored ; The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord ! 3 His power, increasing, still shall spread ; His reign no end shall know ; Justice shall guard His throne above, And peace abound below. 4 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given ; The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The mighty Lord of heaven. 127 1 Messiah, at Thy glad approach The howling winds are still ; Thy praises fill the lonely waste, And breathe from every hill. 2 Renewed, the earth a robe of light, A robe of beauty wears ; And in new heavens a brighter Sun Leads on the promised years. 3 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace The loud hosanna sing ; With hallelujahs and with hymns, O Zion, hail Thy King ! 60 CHILDHOOD. WESSER. C. M. ^= f- =I=J=|: mm -f=2- 12 8 The Son S of Simeon. 1 Lord, in Thy temple we appear, As happy Simeon came, And hope to meet our Saviour here ; Oh make our joys the same ! 2 With what divine and vast delight The good old man was filled, When fondly 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 I feel death's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms. 5 When flesh shall fail, and heart-strings break, Sweet will the minutes roll ; A mortal paleness on my cheek, But glory in my soul 129 1 In stature grows the heavenly Child, With death before His eyes ; A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, Prepared for sacrifice. 2 The Son of God His glory hides With parents mean and poor ; And He who made the heavens abides In dwelling-place obscure. 3 Those mighty hands that stay the sky, No earthly toil refuse ; And He who set the stars on high, A humble trade pursues. 4 He before whom the angels stand, At whose behest they fly, Now yields Himself to man's command, And lays His glory by. 5 The Father's Name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. I3O 1 As to His earthly parents' home, Went down the Holy Child, And found His Father's business there, Subjection meek and mild : 2 And as obedience, all those years In lowly Nazareth, Forsook Him not, but bore Him on, Obedient unto death : 3 So by Thy mercies teach us, Lord, Our sacrifice to bring, Our treasures, heart, and life, and love, To spread before our King. 4 Thy presence is our guiding star, We seek Thy holy hill ; Transform us, Lord, renew our minds, To prove Thy perfect will. LIFE AND MINISTRY. 61 CARPENTER. C. M. mpE^ — ^ g — *~ 1 1 - =1= . 1 — — : — js> B3 — 1 — P< 1 1 1 1 i37 1 How beauteous were the marks divine That in Thy meekness used to shine, That lit Thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 2 Oh who like Thee, so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light, — Oh who like Thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe ? 3 Oh who like Thee, so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility ? 4 E'en death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang and scoff and scorn to Thee ; Yet love through all Thy torture glowed, And mercy with Thy life-blood flowed. 5 Oh, in Thy light, be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe ! And give me ever on the road To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God ! I 3 8 1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in Thy word ; But in Thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such deference to Thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer ; The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my Pattern ; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. *39 1 O wondrous type, O vision fair, Of glory that the Church shall share, Which Christ upon the mountain shows, Where brighter than the sun He glows ! 2 With shining face and bright array, Christ deigns to manifest to-day What glory shall be theirs above, Who joy in God with perfect love. 3 And faithful hearts are raised on high By this great vision's mystery ; For which in joyful strains we raise The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise. 4 O Father, with the Eternal Son, And Holy Spirit, ever One, Vonchsafe to bring us by Thy grace To see Thy glory face to face. 64 TRIUMPHAL ENTRY. PARK STREET. L M. £ > 1—, 1 1— -S - J — * — * — ^ issr J- 5 — :rt= E= £ | 5 g 7-'- :ip2 I -g— -|g:— (e-r-'g- ft - I4-0 1 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! Hark ! all the tribes Hosanna cry : O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed. 2 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp, ride on to die : O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching sacrifice. 4 Ride on! ride on in majesty! The last and fiercest strife is nigh : The Father on His sapphire Throne Awaits His own anointed Son. 5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp, ride on to die ; Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. 141 1 To Thee be glory, honor, praise, Jesus, Redeemer, Saviour, King ! Inspired with joy at Thine approach, Thy children loud Hosannas sing. 2 Hail, Israel's King ! Hail, David's Son! Hail, Thou that in Jehovah's name Dids't come Thy people to redeem, And comest now Thy crown to claim ! 3 Then, in Thy way to Salem's courts, They met Thee with triumphal palms ; Now, for Thy glad return we watch With longing prayers, and vows, and psalms. 4 Then, from the shouts of fickle joy Thou passedst to Thy cross, Thy grave ; Now, from the dawn of endless day, We welcome Him that comes to save. 5 To Thee, Redeemer, Saviour, King, To Thee be glory, honor, praise ! At Thine approach, with joy inspired, Thy children loud Hosannas raise. TRIUMPHAL ENTRY. 65 ATWATER. 8s & 7 s. Double. - — , i \ U- — -i — i — r ._] 1 j L_J , 1 — „ — , 1 1 1__ i — r —| — r -i» — & » — -5- — Hi i 4 1- 4— !- r 4 -I 1- -| — i — r t — t — t — t- J 1 r- r 1 — r °- — — i t r 1 u ss — a- I I -i — r 1 — i — r Ho - san - na in the high - est, Ho-san - na, Ho-san - na, Ho - san - na in the high - est. 142 1 Wake the song, O Zion's daughter, Bid the glad Hosannas ring Unto Him who brings salvation, Our Redeemer and our King ! Glory be to Him who cometh In the name of Israel's Lord ; Zion's children bid Thee welcome, King of kings, Incarnate Word ! Hosanna in the highest ! 2 As the children of the Hebrews With their palms before Thee went, So our praise, and prayers, and anthems, Unto Thee we now present : Thou wast hastening to Thy passion When they woke the song of praise, Thou art coming in Thy glory While our melody we raise : Hosanna in the highest ! 3 Glory, honor, and salvation To the Lamb our Ruler be ! Jesus Christ is our Redeemer, So with songs we welcome Thee ! Thee, the company of angels Praise and magnify on high, While with longing expectation All Thy saints Hosanna cry : Hosanna in the highest ! DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation • Praise the Spirit from above ; Author of the new creation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the One Jehovah give : Hosanna in the highest ! 66 PASSION. STORRS. 7s. 6 lines. H3 1 Many woes had Christ endured, Many sore temptations met, Patient, and to pains inured ; But the sorest trial yet Was to be sustained in thee, Gloomy, sad Gethsemane. 2 Came at length the dreadful night ; Vengeance with its iron rod Stood, and with collected might, Bruised the harmless Lamb of God : See, my soul, the Saviour see Prostrate in Gethsemane. 3 There my God bore all my guilt ; This thro' grace can be believed ; But the torments which He felt Are too vast to be conceived ; None can penetrate through thee, Doleful, dark Gethsemane. 4 All my sins against my God, All my sins against His laws, All my sins against His blood, All my sins against His cause, Sins as boundless as the sea — Hide me, O Gethsemane ! 5 Here's my claim, and here alone ; None a Saviour more can need ; Deeds of righteousness I've none ; Not a work that I can plead ; Not a glimpse of hope for me, — Only in Gethsemane. 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One Almighty God of love, Praised by all the heavenly host, In Thy shining courts above, We poor sinners, Gracious Three, Praise Thee for Gethsemane. PASSION. 67 ATONEMENT. 7 s. fepqii 1= _4 __j , — H~^=j —J . .T JL .~La_ -0- • - -l=^=g=il=: : ■p^p -g: «^ tie ^ • ' t r r Jm\ P ?H 1 — S> _-i 1- IT g 1 » g g-± = H |3. d ^ • p -4—-. : ■ =1 - | I 1 1 - >— H— * F — i= • ■ i-3 144 -5- • 1 Blood is the price of heaven ; All sin that price exceeds : "Oh, come to be forgiven ; He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 2 Under the olive boughs, Falling like ruby beads, The blood drops from His brows ; He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 3 While the fierce scourges fall The precious blood still pleads ; In front of Pilate's hall He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 4 Beneath the thorny crown The crimson fountain speeds ; See how it trickles down • He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 5 Bearing the fatal wood, His band of saints He leads, Marking the way with blood ; He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 6 On Calvary His shame With blood still intercedes ; His open wounds proclaim He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 7 He hangs upon the tree, Hangs there for my misdeeds ; He sheds His blood for me ; He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds I 8 O sweet, O precious blood ! What love, what love it breeds ! Ransom, Reward, and Food ; He bleeds, my Saviour bleeds ! 68 PASSION. WALDRON _J . . , 1 . -I n U — e — d- 1 _z=t— : ! 4 -1 t — h gl s£J ^~ :p .jSL ^ 1 ->5 i n- H UZ- 1 H — r i45 1 Ye that pass by, behold the Man ! The Man of Grief condemned for you, The Lamb of God for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 2 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood ; His sacred limbs ! exposed and bare, Or only covered with His blood. 3 Behold His temples crowned with thorn, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfixed and torn, The fountain gushing from His side ! 4 O Thou dear suffering Son of God, How doth Thy heart to sinners move ! Sprinkle on us Thy precious blood, And melt us with Thy dying love ! 5 The rocks could feel Thy powerful death, And tremble and asunder part ; Oh rend with Thine expiring breath The harder marble of our heart ! J^J_^ Psalm 69. 1 Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord, Behold, the rising billows roll To overwhelm His holy soul ! 2 Yet, gracious God, Thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove ; The dreadful sufferings of Thy Son Atoned for sins which we had done. 3 Oh 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. 147 1 Oh come and mourn with me awhile ; Oh come ye to the Saviour's side ; Oh come, together let us mourn ; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride ? Ah, look how patiently He hangs ! Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 3 How fast His hands and feet are nailed ! His throat with parching thirst is dried ; His failing eyes are dimmed with blood : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 4 Seven times He spake, seven words of love ; And all three hours His silence cried For mercy on the souls of men : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 5 Come let us stand beneath the cross ; So may the blood from out His side Fall gently on us drop by drop : Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 6 A broken heart, a fount of tears Ask, and they will not be denied ; , Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, Since Thou for us art crucified. PASSION. 69 BARTHOLDY. 7 s &. 6s. ! _| _, „ _i — , — ^ i— it |» i-F- r - .. i [_ b .- — 10 1 ^_J_1 u 4 mr^e -* m=P ? p ?_3 S :-B Pj-fe ? I f-r& f B-S ^-b 1 4- (a (_ ^ k* i r i 1 •zd ^ H rJ I, 1 1 1— r 148 1 0 Sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown ; O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now was Thine ! Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain ; Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain : Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! 'T is I deserve Thy place ; Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide : My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ? Oh make me Thine forever ; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love to Thee ! And when I am departing, Oh part not Thou from me ! When mortal pangs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me free ! And when my heart must languish Amidst the final throe, Release me from mine anguish, By Thine own pain and woe ! Be near me when I'm dying, Oh show Thy cross to me ! And for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free ! These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move ; For he who dies believing, •Dies safely, through Thy love. 149 1 Near the cross was Mary weeping, There her mournful station keeping, Gazing on her dying Son : There in speechless anguish groaning, Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning, Through her soul the sword had [gone ! 2 What He for His people suffered — Stripes, and scoffs, and insults of- fered — His fond mother saw the whole ; Never from the scene retiring, Till He bowed His head expiring, And to God breathed out His soul. 3 But we have no need to borrow Motives from the mother's sorrow, At our Saviour's cross to mourn ; 'Twas our sins brought Him from heaven, These the cruel nails had driven ; All His griefs for us were borne. 4 When no eye its pity gave us, When there was no arm to save us, He His love and power displayed ; By His stripes He wrought our healing, By His death, our life revealing, He for us the ransom paid. 5 Jesus, may Thy love constrain us, That from sin we may refrain us, In Thy griefs may deeply grieve ; Thee our best affections giving, To Thy glory ever living, May we in Thy glory live. PASSION. 71 1 When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God : 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 I ove flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all ! 151 1 " Tis finished ! " — so the Saviour cried, And meekly bowed His head,and died : " 'Tis finished ! " — yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finished ! — all that heaven foretold By prophets in the days of old ; And truths are opened to our view That kings and prophets never knew. 3 'Tis finished ! — Son of God, Thy power Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; And yet our eyes with sorrow see That life to us was death to Thee. 4 'Tis finished ! — let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round ; 'Tis finished ! — let the triumph rise And swell the chorus of the skies. 152 1 Lord Jesus, when we stand afar And gaze upon Thy holy cross, In love of Thee and scorn of self, Oh may we count the world as loss ! 2 When we behold Thy bleeding wounds, And the rough way that Thou hast trod, Make us to hate the load of sin That lay so heavy on our God. 3 O Holy Lord ! uplifted high With outstretched arms, in mortal woe, Embracing in Thy wondrous love The sinful world that lies below, — 4 Give us an everliving faith To gaze beyond the things we see ; And in the mystery of Thy death Draw us and all men unto Thee ! r 53 1 Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes To that bright seat, where, placed on high, The great, the atoning Sacrifice For me, for all, is ever nigh. 2 Be Thou my Guard on peril's brink ; Be Thou my Guide through weal or woe ; And teach me of Thy cup to drink, And make me in Thy path to go. 72 PASSION. AVON. C. M. _h r*-r— J i-t — i- 1 , 1 —i ?=J " "1 1 33 ~!I ~] i ^ '- _g_ -ws* * * B_sd-.^ i=J 1 3 — 3- — i ~v r -p- ^ 1 1 H r , ! 1 l-j 1 . ! r^-i— j H—i — rr : — m— =1=1 — -<=4 tf th =sj — - 1 * - ^ — g=pg |P ~r ?g — ^i. - l =b=l= i 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut His glories in, When God, the mighty Maker, died For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face While His dear cross appears : Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness ! And melt, mine eyes, to tears ! 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 1 I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood, Who fixed His languid eyes on me, As near His cross I stood. 2 Sure, never till my latest breath, Can I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with His death? Though not a word He spoke. 3 A second look He gave, which said, " I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid • I die that thou may'st live." 4 Thus while His death my sin displays In all its blackest hue, Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too. 156 1 And did the Holy and the Just, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty man might rise ? 2 He took the dying sinner's place, And suffered in his stead ; For man, oh miracle of grace ! For man the Saviour bled. 3 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell In Thine atoning blood ! By this are sinners saved from hell, And rebels brought to God. 4 Jesus, my soul adoring, bends To love so full, so free ; And may I hope that love extends Its sacred power to me ? 5 What glad return can I impart For favors so divine ? Oh take my all, this worthless heart, And make it only Thine ! PASSION. 73 SOUTHWELL S. M. g ^=^s=^^ W 157 1 O'erwhelmed in depths of woe, Upon the tree of scorn Hangs the Redeemer of mankind, With racking anguish torn. 2 Hark ! with what awful cry His spirit takes its flight ; That cry, it pierced His mother's heart, And whelmed her soul in night. 3 Earth hears, and to its base Rocks wildly to and fro ; Tombs burst ; seas, rivers, mountains quake ■ The veil is rent in two. 4 The sun withdraws his light, The midday heavens grow pale, The moon, the stars, the universe, Their Maker's death bewail. 5 Shall man alone be mute ? Come, youth and hoary hairs, Come, rich and poor, come, all man- kind, And bathe those feet in tears ! 6 Come, fall before His cross Who shed for us His blood ; Who died the Victim of pure love, To make us sons of God. 158 1 Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God, Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour, When God our wanderings laid, And did at once His vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head ! 3 How glorious was the grace, When Christ sustained the stroke ! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock ! 1 59 1 Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away • A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood, than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens Thou didst bear When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing His bleeding love. 74 PASSION. DEMAREST. 8s, 7 s & 4 s. -e* a — I- 160 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky " It is finished !" Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 " It is finished !" — oh, what pleasure Do these precious words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us from Christ the Lord : " It is finished !" Saints, the dying words record. 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme ; All on earth and all in heaven, Join to praise Immanuel's name ! Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 161 i Jesus came, the heavens adoring, Came with peace from realms on high ; Jesus came for man's redemption Lowly came on earth to die ; Hallelujah! Came in deep humility. 2 Jesus comes again in mercy, When our hearts are bowedwith care ; Jesus comes again in answer To our earnest, heartfelt prayer Hallelujah! Comes to save us from despair. 3 Jesus comes to souls rejoicing, Bringing news of sin forgiven ; Jesus comes in sounds of gladness, Lifting up our souls to heaven ; Hallelujah! Now the gate of death is riven. 4 Jesus comes in joy and sorrow, Shares alike our hopes and fears ; Jesus comes whate'er befalls us, Glads our hearts and dries our tears Hallelujah ! Cheering e'en our failing years. 5 Jesus comes on clouds, triumphant, When the heavens shall pass away ; Jesus comes again in glory ; Let us then our homage pay : Hallelujah ! Sing we " till the break of day." PASSION. 75 ST. ANGELO. 7 s. 10 lines. r n A ~I r - -__ _j —j — d — =t=P -s— : - ^L_gj :d=L-3 2=L_^ : -p— g_Lg_g_Lg_^_ ' — H - t — t r r ttz: f 11 - p=J — =t— — i — i |— i -i - -1 1 R - _a I r~ j — s> iii Lj 1 1 — s< f- — j— Qf2 , „ — i — J_ , — i N= fl~sJ =! N— - 1 g 1 d — J J .g.— 1L -d ^ J »— 1 3- 1 £=£3 1 '— U ~t r — i £=t= -1 — i — 1 • -- -f 1 m— rr 17 j Z) 1 1 g — h?~- i -Is ' H-t- r d | r - 2? 162 1 Bound upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He ? By the eyes so pale and dim, Streaming blood and writhing limb, By the flesh with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierced, By the baffled, burning thirst, By the drooping, death-dewed brow ; Son of Man ! 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 2 Bound upon the accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the sun at noonday pale, Shivering rocks and rending veil, By earth that trembles at His doom, By yonder saints that burst their tomb, By Eden, promised ere He died To the felon at His side ; Lord ! our suppliant knees we bow ; Son of God, 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 3 Bound upon the accursed tree, Sad and dying, who is He ? By the last and bitter cry, The ghost given up in agony ; By the lifeless body laid In the chamber of the dead ; By the mourners come to weep Where the bones of Jesus sleep ; Crucified ! we know Thee now ; Son of Man, 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 4 Bound upon the accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the prayer for them that slew, " Lord ! they know not what they do !" By the spoiled and empty grave, By the souls He died to save, By the conquest He hath won, By the saints before His throne, By the rainbow round His brow ; Son of God, 'tis Thou ! 'tis Thou ! 76 PASSION COWPER. C. M. I 6^ (In ordinary use.) 1 There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from ImmanuePs veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day • And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 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 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. I 64. ( Th e Original.) 1 There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from ImmanuePs veins ; And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed all my sins away. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved, to sin no more. E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought free reward, A golden harp for me : 'Tis strung, and tuned for endless years, And formed by power divine, To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but Thine. 165 My dying Saviour and my God, Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with Thy blood, And cleanse, and keep me clean. Wash me, and make me thus Thine own ; Wash me, and mine Thou art ! Wash me, but not my feet alone ; My hands, my head, my heart I DEATH AND BURIAL. 77 HAZEN. 8s & 7s. 6 lines. S— 5 « =J • « =2 • 0 Ed — g ^ £5 ■gj ^i- <^ 2? "~ " lS j' -s>- A - men. t 166 1 Resting from His work to-day, In the tomb the Saviour lay ; Still He slept, from head to feet Shrouded in the winding sheet, Lying in the rock alone, Hidden by the sealed stone. 2 Late at even there was seen Watching long the Magdalene ; Early, ere the break of day, Sorrowful she took her way To the holy garden glade, Where her buried Lord was laid. 3 So with Thee, till life shall end, I would solemn vigil spend ; Let me hew Thee, Lord, a shrine In this rocky heart of mine, Where in pure embalmed cell None but Thee may ever dwell. 4 Myrrh and spices will I bring, True affection's offering ; Close the door from sight and sound Of the busy world around • And in patient watch remain Till my Lord appear again. 167 1 All is over ! pain and sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite ; Death shall be despoiled to-morrow Of the prey he grasps to-night ; Yet, to seal the Victim's doom, Christ must sleep within the tomb. 2 Fierce and deadly was the anguish, Which on yonder cross He bore ; How did soul and body languish, Till the toil of death was o'er ! But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent's head. 3 Close and still the cave that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies ; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes ; Slumber such as needs must be After hard-won victory. 4 Now to-night, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low ; Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From to-morrow's harps shall flow ; Heaviness endures with night, Joy is born with morning light. i68 1 Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid on Thee; Thy stripes have healed, Thy bonds have set us free; And now Thy toil is o'er; Thy grief and pain Have passed away; the veil is rent in twain. 2 Now hast Thou laid Thee down in perfect peace Where all the wicked from their troubling cease, Thy tranquil Sabbath in the grave to keep : Thy Father giveth His Beloved sleep. 3 Yet in Thy glory, on the throne above, Thou wast abiding ever, Love of Love, Eternal, filling all created things With Thine own presence, Jesus, King of kings ! 4 E'en now our place is with Thee on the throne, For Thou abidest ever with Thine own ; Yet in the tomb with Thee, we watch for day ; Oh, let Thine angel roll the stone away ! 5 Oh, by Thy life within us, set us free ! Reveal the glory that is hid with Thee ! Glory to God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Spirit, ever One. RESURRECTION. 79 HARTFORD. 7 s. l | ' ' 1 1 —I — si : 4 C4 l>~ ^ ^ 0 I! 1 '-i r " 1 — r 'O" J 1 169 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb ; Jesus scatters all its gloom ; Day of triumph ! through the skies See the glorious Saviour rise ! 2 Christian, dry your flowing tears ; Chase those unbelieving fears ; Look on His deserted grave ; Doubt no more His power to save. 3 Ye, who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay. 4 Lo ! the rising sun appears, Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ; Lo ! returning beams of light Chase the terrors of the night. I70 1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy-day ; He endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 2 Lo, He rises, mighty King ! Where, O Death ! is now thy sting ? Lo, He claims His native sky ! Grave, where is thy victory ? 3 Sinners, see your ransom paid, Peace with God forever made ; With your risen Saviour rise, Claim with Him the purchased skies. 4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy day ; Loud the song of victory raise ; Shout the great Redeemer's praise. 171 1 Angels, roll the rock away ! Death, yield up thy mighty prey! See, the Saviour leaves the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise Louder notes of joyful praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo with the blissful sound. 3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes ; Now to glory see Him rise In long triumph through the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide ; Mighty Conqueror, through them ride ! King of glory, mount Thy throne ! Boundless empire is Thine own. 5 Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs, Sing and sweep your golden lyres ; Sons of men, in humbler strain Sing your mighty Saviour's reign. 6 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell I Where, O death, is now thy sting ? Where thy terrors, vanquished king ? gO RESURRECTION. MOZART. 7 s. • * J « 1 I m & * -» 1 1 ft g « - — ; 3851' r 9 1 1 ) — . — i — ■ — Cj 1_ j 1 U U-i 1 1 ' T~ i — ' 1 -E r r—1 1 ' r — — g — rs-H — J — ° — : -P f g g g — J!^- : " I — uj — — — 1 — 1 — ^ -i : r 1 r-J 1 1 1 J *^=« — h j — j n 1 , 1 — | — ! ,_ I — 1 — rr J—: -o — - 1=3 ^ — |-3t= =p Fp I J Ep — e 174 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead, And o'er our hellish foes High raised His conquering head ; In wild dismay The guards around Fall to the ground And sink away. 2 Lo, the angelic bands In full assembly meet To wait His high commands, And worship at His feet : Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly, And the glad tidings 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 ?i , No more to die." 5 All hail, triumphant Lord, Who sav'st us with Thy blood ! Wide be Thy name adored, Thou rising, reigning God ! With Thee we rise, With Thee we reign, And empires gain* Beyond the skies.. DOXOLOGY. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addressed : As heretofore It was, is now, And shall be so), For evermore !. 82 RESURRECTION. RED CLIFF. 8,8,8,4. J 75 1 Ye sons and daughters of the Lord ! The King of glory, King adored, This day Himself from death restored. Hallelujah! 2 On Sunday morn, at break of day, The faithful women went their way To see the tomb where Jesus lay. Hallelujah! 3 Then straightway one in white they see, Who saith, " Ye seek the Lord, but He Is risen and gone to Galilee." Hallelujah! 4 That night the apostles met in fear, But Christ did in the midst appear, " My peace," He said, " be on all here !" Hallelujah! 5 When Thomas first these tidings heard, He doubted if it were the Lord, Until He came and spake this word : — Hallelujah! 6 " Behold My side, O Thomas, see ! My hands, My feet, I show to thee, Nor faithless, but believing be." Hallelujah! 7 When Thomas saw that wounded side, The truth no longer he denied ; "Thou art my Lord and God!" he cried. Hallelujah » 8 How blest are they who have not seen, And yet whose faith hath constant been, For they eternal life shall win. Hallelujah ! 9 On this most holy Day of days, To God your hearts and voices raise In laud and jubilee and praise ! Hallelujah ! Amen. I76 1 The strife is o'er, the battle done ; The triumph of the Lord is won ; Oh let the song of praise be sung ! Hallelujah ! 2 The powers of death have done their worst, And Jesus hath His foes dispersed; Let shouts of praise and joy outburst! Hallelujah! 3 On that third morn He rose again In glorious majesty to reign ; Oh let us swell the joyful strain! Hallelujah! 4 He closed the yawning gates of hell ; The bars from heaven's high portals fell; Let songs of joy His triumphs tell ! Hallelujah! 5 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, [free, From death's dread sting Thy servants That we may live, and sing to Thee ! Hallelujah ! Amen. RESURRECTION. 83 ANASTASIS. 7 s. t :=1 gas — i 1 -£2. (C A-men. - — Tir - *> > — 10 — is — w — £ i "H* — 10 - -r * • f — 9 — sag— r u -i-y- -g — g_ — S_J_S- T -*S — g u 0 « — p □ tz— id m — a? »— 3 — H -i ._z^_x_^_M==: -> — ^=53 ti £— t=H - N- *~ -*= 4- * -4— R (— -V f I i f r !_ i =5 i i- — i — s r r- c 187 1 Hail, the day that sees Him rise, Ravished from our wishful eyes ! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Reascends His native heaven : There the pompous triumph waits : " Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Wide unfold the radiant scene, Take the King of Glory in !" 2 Him though highest heaven receives, Still He loves the earth He leaves ; Though returning to His throne, Still He calls mankind His own : Still for us His death He pleads, Prevalent He intercedes, Near Himself prepares our place, Harbinger of human race. 3 Master, will we ever say, Taken from our head to-day, See Thy faithful servants, see, Ever gazing up to Thee ! Grant, though parted from our sight, High above yon azure height, Grant, our hearts may thither rise, Following Thee beyond the skies ! 4 Ever upward let us move, Wafted on the wings of love ; Looking when our Lord shall come, Longing, gasping after home : There we shall with Thee remain, Partners of Thy endless reign ; There Thy face unclouded see, Find our heaven of heavens in Thee. 188 1 Crowns of glory ever bright Rest upon the Conqueror's head ; Crowns of glory are His right, His "who liveth and was dead." He subdued the powers of hell ; In the fight He stood alone • All His foes before Him fell, By His single arm o'erthrown. 2 His the battle, His the toil, His the honors of the day, His the glory and the spoil ; Jesus Dears them all away: Now proclaim His deeds afar ; Fill the world with His renown ; His alone the victor's car, His the everlasting crown ! ASCENSION. 89 TAYLOR. L M. -4-r — zsz. .(2- 4=2- 5=J=i Hi 4=- • =f==z: Iff- I 8 Q Psalm 24. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There His triumphal 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 the ethereal scene ; He claims those mansions as His right ; Receive the King of glory in. 4 Who is the King of glory — who ? The Lord that all His foes o'ercame ; The world, sin, death, and hell o'er- threw ; And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 5 Lo, His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 6 Who is the King of glory — who ? The Lord of glorious power pos- ses t, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, forever blest. I9O 1 I know that my Redeemer lives ; What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! He lives, He lives, who once was dead, He lives, my ever-living Head ! 2 He lives triumphant from the grave ; He lives eternally to save ; He lives all glorious in the sky • He lives exalted there on high. 3 He lives to bless me with His love ; He lives to plead for me above ; He lives my hungry soul to feed ; He lives to help in time of need. 4 He lives to grant me rich supply • He lives to guide me with His eye ; He lives to comfort me when faint • He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 5 He lives to silence all my fears ; He lives to stoop and wipe my tears ; He lives to calm my troubled heart ; He lives all blessings to impart. 6 He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend ; He lives and loves me to the end ; He lives, and while He lives Til sing, He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 7 He lives, and grants me daily breath ; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives my mansion to prepare ; He lives to bring me safely there. 8 He lives, all glory to His Name ; He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives, I know that my Redeemer lives. 90 ASCENSION. KIMBALL 191 1 O Saviour, who for man hast trod The winepress of the wrath of God, Ascend, and claim again on high Thy glory, left for us to die. 2 A radiant cloud is now Thy seat, And earth lies stretched beneath Thy feet ; [sing, Ten thousand thousands round Thee And share the triumph of their King. 3 The angel-host enraptured waits ; " Lift up your heads, eternal gates !" O God-and-Man ! the Father's Throne Is now, for evermore, Thine own. 4 Our great High Priest and Shepherd, Thou Within the veil art entered now, To offer there Thy precious blood, Once poured on earth a cleansing flood. 5 And thence the Church, Thy chosen Bride, With countless gifts of grace supplied, Through all her members draws from Thee Her hidden life of sanctity. 6 O Christ, our Lord, of Thy dear care Thy lowly members heavenward bear ; Be ours with Thee to suffer pain, With Thee for evermore to reign. 192 •1 He lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! What joy the blest assurance gives ! And now before His Father, God, Pleads the full 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 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on His heart. 4 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend ! On Him our humble hopes depend ; Our cause can' never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail J 93 1 O Christ, Thou glorious King ! we own Thee to be God's eternal Son ; The Father's fulness, life divine, Mysteriously is also Thine. 2 When rolling years brought on the day Foretold and fixed for this display, Our great deliverance to obtain, Thou didst our nature not disdain. 3 At God's right hand now Thou art placed, And with Thy Father's glory graced, There to remain, till Thou shalt come As Judge to pass our final doom. 4 From day to day, O Lord, do we On high exalt and honor Thee ; Thy name we worship and adore, World without end, for evermore. ASCENSION. 91 ST. MARTIN'S IQzj. Psalm 47. 1 Oh for a shout of sacred joy 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 trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth His honors 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 a thoughtless tongue. 5 Oh for a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King ! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 195 1 The eternal gates lift up their heads, The doors are opened wide ; The King of glory is gone up Unto His Father's side. 2 Thou art gone in before us, Lord, Thou hast prepared a place, That we may be where now Thou art, And look upon Thy face. 3 And ever on Thine earthly path A gleam of glory lies • A light still breaks behind the cloud That veils Thee from our eyes. 4 Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs, And let Thy grace be given, That, while we linger yet below, Our hearts may be in heaven : 5 That where Thou art at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be : Dwell in us now, that we may dwell For evermore in Thee. I96 Psalm 47. 1 Arise, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord ! Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess the Almighty Lord ! 2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, The ascending God proclaim ; The angelic choir respond the sound, And shake creation's frame. 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour ; And God exalts His conquering Son To His right hand of power. 4 Oh shout, ye people, and adore ; Exulting strike the chord ! Let all the earth, from shore to shore, Confess the Almighty Lord. 92 ASCENSION. DORT. 6s &. 4s. 1 — *-i — i — t— H — wn — — F — i — t— d u -i — i — i J -m ■ e e>- -i 4-, — 1 j* — w- : ' a — 3 1 * i — u r ! £ 1 A . & — 1 : t j_ i — j- L r U i u ~i — 1 — j spa 197 1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise Into Thy native skies ; Assume thy right ; And where in many a fold The clouds are backward rolled, Pass through those gates of gold, And reign in light ! 2 Victor o'er death and hell, Cherubic legions swell Thy radiant train ■ Praises all heaven inspire, Each angel sweeps his lyre, And waves his wings of fire, Thou Lamb once slain ! 3 Enter, Incarnate God ! No feet but Thine have trod The serpent down ; Blow the full trumpets, blow! Wider yon portals throw! Saviour, triumphant, go And take Thy crown! 4 Lion of Judah, hail ! And let Thy name prevail From age to age ; Lord of the rolling years, Claim for Thine own the spheres, For Thou hast bought with tears Thy heritage ! GLORY. 93 HARWELL 8s, 7 s & 7. Fine. i, a SSL 1 — 1 1 — -p — - — <»— 4=- =1= Z>. C. t— * 1 L — i-b* — 5* — — — n — ^ — — 198 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above ; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love : See, He sits on yonder throne ! Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above and gives it worth ; Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, Cheers and charms Thy saints on earth : When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of glory, reign forever ! Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing from Thy love shall sever Those whom Thou hast made Thine own : Happy objects of Thy grace, Chosen to behold Thy face. 4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing ! Bring, oh bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away ! Then with golden harps we'll sing, " Glory, glory, to our King !" Hallelujah, Amen ! 199 1 One there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend • His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end : They who once His kindness prove, Find it everlasting love. 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood? But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in Him to God : This was boundless love indeed ! Jesus is a Friend in need ! 3 When He lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was His name ; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same ; Still He calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends. 4 Could we bear from one another What He daily bears from us ? Yet this glorious Friend and Brother Loves us though we treat Him thus : Though for good we render ill, He accounts us brethren still. 5 Oh for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love ! We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above ; But when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought. 94 GLORY. MERWiN. 8s, 7 s k 4. 200 1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious ; See the Man of Sorrows now From the fight returned victorious ! Every knee to Him shall bow : Crown Him ! Crown Him ! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him ! Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; In the seat of power enthrone Him While the vault of heaven rings : Crown Him ! Crown Him ! Crown the Saviour King of kings ! 3 Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; Saints and angels, crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His Name ! Crown Him ! Crown Him ! Spread abroad the Victor's fame! 4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! Hark, those loud triumphant chords ! Jesus takes the highest station ; Oh what joy the sight affords ! Crown Him ! Crown Him ! King of kings, and Lord of lords ! GLORY. y§ WILLISTON. 7 s. t _, — i — i . n^-^=== 1 ... 2 p*r &l — i res f 2 fi m - Pi — — (S< i — 1 I _j — r i J - . -P 1 ^ 1 i — ^ i ^ .^Lj L I — I _ — — i— I 1 _ u _ \-aZ X— - _ I A - men - 201 1 Hallelujah ! Praise to God For the love He sheds abroad, Lightening o'er a world of sin, Glowing in the heart within : Hallelujah! 2 For the pristine promise made E'en in Eden's darkened shade, For the light of sacrifice Till the Morning Star should rise : Hallelujah ! 3 For the harp of prophecy, Singing of redemption nigh, For the Branch of Jesse's stem, For the birth at Bethlehem : Hallelujah! 4 For the sacred standard spread, For the life our Pattern led, For His precepts pure and true, For His doctrine, like the dew : Hallelujah ! 5 For the crown of thorns He wore, For the painful cross He bore, For the dying word He said, Sealed with blood of sprinkling shed : Hallelujah ! 6 For the radiant rising dawn, For the sting of death withdrawn, For the victory gained so well O'er the grave, and over hell : Hallelujah ! 7 For His glorious reign on high Since He rose from Bethany, For the heavenly peace He leaves, For the Comforter he gives : Hallelujah ! DOXOLOGY. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Blessing, honor, glory be, Given by all the heavenly host, And by all on earth to Thee ! Hallelujah ! Amen, 96 GLORY. BROWN. C. M S==B S -i — i* — | — =34~-i— * — n _paa*_, -I rr « - f 1* -m- ^ I l_i E3 g : — s — — » 1* « £ — Li 3 r » L— J r «t 202 1 The head that once was crowned with thorns Is crowned with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is His by sovereign right ; The King of kings, the Lord of lords, He reigns in glory bright. 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below To whom He manifests His love, And grants His Name to know : 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace, is given ; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy, the joy of heaven. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with Him above ; Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of His love. 6 The cross He bore is life and health, Though shame and death to Him ; His people's hope, His people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. 203 1 The Saviour! oh what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 The almighty Former of the skies Stooped to our vile abode, While angels viewed with wondering eyes And hailed the incarnate God. 3 Oh the rich depths of love divine ! Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call Thee mine, I cannot wish for more ! 4 On Thee alone my hope relies, Beneath Thy cross I fall j My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, My Saviour, and my All ! 204 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song ; Oh may His love, immortal flame, Tune every heart and tongue ! 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach, What mortal tongue display ! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 Dear Lord, while we, adoring, pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, The Saviour died for me ! 4 Oh may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming name, And join the sacred son a ! GLORY. 97 CORONATION. C. M r-,— , ! ! * ' -m c * _. -( _ - ,_u.. a ,_c*_. j .. 1 — r :#-r"* : *~-g-« -i — r -s — l !-,- J I--U--J— J — !- -» — *»- L * — a — *— °-| — c m- L ^- y? 2 1 r -i — t 205 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall, Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all. 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call ; The God Incarnate ! Man Divine ! And crown Him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 206 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus !" " Worthy the Lamb !" our lips reply, " For He was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever Thine ! 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred Name Of Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb ! 207 1 Salvation ! oh the joyful sound ! 'Tis pleasure to our ears j A sovereign 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 arise by grace divine To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly The spacious earth around ; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 98 GLORY. LYONS. ios & ire. 208 1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful Name ; The Name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; Yet still He is nigh, His presence we have ; The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 3 " Salvation to God who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son ; ImmanuePs praises the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, and give Him His right, All glory and power, and wisdom and might; All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 209 1 I saw on a throne uplifted in light, With saints round about all vested in white, A Man deeply scarred in His hands, feet and side: I knew by those tokens the Lamb Crucified. 2 Those white-vested saints fall down at His feet, And sing to their harps, while angels repeat: "All worthy the Lamb with the Father to reign, The Lamb who for sinners was wounded and slain. 3 "All worthy the Lamb who bought us with blood, And made us both kings and priests unto God, To sit on the throne of the Ancient of Days, Receiving all honor, and blessing, and praise." 4 The anthem of saints and angels above, Be echoed below in rapture and love: "All worthy the Lamb, once on Calvary slain, Dominion, and riches, and glory to gain ! " GLORY. 99 LAUS. H. M. 210 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your Lord and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love ; When He had purged our stains, He took His seat above : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rules o'er earth and Heaven ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 4 He sits at God's right hand Till all His foes submit, And bow to His command, And fall beneath His feet : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 5 He all His foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy, And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 6 Rejoice in glorious hope ; Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take His servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear the Archangel's voice : The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice. 211 Psalm 47- 1 God is gone up on high, With a triumphant noise ; The anthems of the sky Proclaim the angelic joys : Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to Glory's King ! 2 God in the flesh below, For us He reigns above ; Let all the nations know The Saviour's conquering love : Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to Glory's King ! 3 All power to our great Lord Is by the Father given ; By angel hosts adored He reigns supreme in heaven : Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to Glory's King ! 4 Till all the earth renewed In righteousness divine, W T ith all the hosts of God, In one great chorus join : Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to Glory's King ! 100 GLORY. KEESE. 7,8,7,8,7,7. r= f= - (sa. <2 4= ^ ~g' 4= ^U-n !wt Hr2 1 — 4- — — i-^-r— — F U -F — -fcfr ! !^=zrrd=l-==- : =£feii^=d- 5 B ? s — s— : -g— s— g— §— E T- I" U -P _| l_ H ___J_ : f-r r ij — t — 1 — u r 1 =* — '^-^ ?ttr £ 22 212 1 Jesus lives, and so shall I ; Death, thy sting is gone forever ! He who deigned for me to die, Lives, the bands of death to sever : He shall raise me with the just ; Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 2 Jesus lives and reigns supreme ; And, His kingdom still remaining, I shall also be with Him, Ever living, ever reigning ; God has promised ; be it must ; Jesus is my Hope and Trust. 3 Jesus lives, and by His grace Victory o'er my passions giving, I will cleanse my heart and ways, Ever to His glory living : Me He raises from the dust * Jesus is my Hope and Trust 4 Jesus lives ! I know full well, Naught from Him my heart can sever; Life, nor death, nor powers of hell, Joy, nor grief, henceforth forever : None of all His saints is lost ; Jesus is my Hope and Trust 5 Jesus lives, and death is now But my entrance into glory ; Courage, then, my soul, for thou Hast a crown of life before thee ; Thou shalt find thy hopes were just ; Jesus is thy Hope and Trust. GLORY. 101 SONG. 8s & 5s. p-tf b— T- 1 ^-l 1 * "* f I 213 1 Sing of Jesus, sing forever Of the love that changes never ! Who, or what, from Him can sever Those He makes His own ? 2 With His blood the Lord hath bought them, W T hen they knew Him not He sought them, And from all their wanderings brought them ; His the praise alone. 3 Through the desert Jesus leads them, With the bread of heaven He feeds them, And through all their way He speeds them To their home above. 4 There they see the Lord who bought them, Him who came from Heaven and sought them, Him who by His Spirit taught them, Him they serve and love. 214 1 Saints in glory ! we together Know the song that ceases never ; Song of songs Thou art, O Saviour, All that endless day. 2 Theme of Adam when forgiven, Theme of Abraham, David, Stephen 5 Souls, ye chant it entering Heaven, Now, henceforth, alway. 3 O the God-man ! O Immanuel ! Cloud by day ! Jehovah-Angel ! Fire by night ! He led His Israel, So He leads us home. 4 Come, ye angels, round us gather, While to Jesus we draw nearer; In His throne He'll seat forever, Those for whom He died. 5 Underneath His throne, a river Clear as crystal flows forever, Like His fulness, failing never : Hail enthroned Lamb ! 6 Oh the unsearchable Redeemer ! Shoreless Ocean, sounded never ! Yesterday, to-day, forever, Jesus Christ, the same. 102 GLORY. BRODHEAD. 8s &. 7s. Double. 2I 5 1 Hail, Thou once despised Jesus ! Hail, Thou Galilean King ! Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring ; Hail, Thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ! By Thy merits we find favor ; Life is given through Thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid ; By Almighty Love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made : All Thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of Thy blood ; Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory ! There forever to abide ; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father's side : There for sinners Thou art pleading ; There Thou dost our place prepare, Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honor, power and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; Loudest praises without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give ; Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise J 2l6 1 Thou hast raised our human nature On the clouds to God's right hand; There we sit in heavenly places, There with Thee in glory stand ; Jesus reigns, adored by angels ; Man with God is on the throne ; Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension We by faith behold our own. 2 Lift us up from earth to heaven, Give us wings of faith and love, Gales of holy aspirations Wafting us to realms above ; That with hearts and minds uplifted We with Christ our Lord may dwell, Where He sits enthroned in glory In His heavenly citadel. GLORY. 103 217 1 I know that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me ; A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 I find Him lifting up my head ; He brings salvation near ; His presence makes me free indeed, And He will soon appear. 3 He wills that I should holy be ; What can withstand His will ? The counsel of His grace in me He surely shall fulfil. 4 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word, I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, And to Thyself receive. 218 1 Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God, Who can resist Thy heavenly love, Or trifle with Thy blood ? 2 'Tis by the merits of Thy death, The Father smiles again ; Tis by Thine interceding breath, The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see, My thoughts no comfort find ; The holy, just, and sacred Three Are terrors to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear,- My hope, my joy begins ; His name forbids my slavish fear, His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love the Incarnate Mystery, And there I fix my trust. 219 1 Hosanna ! raise the pealing hymn To David's Son and Lord \ With cherubim and seraphim Exalt the Incarnate Word. 2 Hosanna ! Master, lo, we bring Our offerings to Thy throne ; Not gold, nor myrrh, nor mortal thing, But hearts to be Thine own. 3 Hosanna ! once Thy gracious ear Approved a lisping throng ; Be gracious still, and deign to hear Our poor but grateful song. 4 O Saviour, if redeemed by Thee, Thy temple we behold, Hosannas through eternity We'll sing to harps of gold. DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son> And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One,, Let saints and angels join. 104 INTERCESSION. BALERMA. C. M. JStessi - ±3=3- =s_^ ^ a_fed i=3^4 fed— n "J j± J C_-g P-zg— i_d_^ S ^ 9 3 ^ 11 1 i i il -4*4 -It — 1 -J_ , . „ 1 ■■l-.-Sf^ J J _J _ 7fc£—B- _sj _^ zjH-q _ n __ _|_ : -J- -*U •i.-J— =j BE! -*£ Eg_— -jl: S=: — •= -a — : - ^^--^^ *==§— = * 1 1 1 — J_J 1 — 1 1-1 U_ -1 — ' 1 — : = 220 1 With joy we meditate the grace Of our High-Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bosom glows with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For He hath felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood ; While Satan's fiery darts He bore, And did resist to blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out His cries and tears ; And in His measure feels afresh What every member bears. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and His power ; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. 221 :i How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. -J2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest. 3 Dear Name ! the Rock on which I build, My Shield and Hiding-place, My never-failing Treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace ! 4 By Thee, my prayers acceptance gain, Although with sin defiled ; Satan accuses me in vain, And I am owned a child. 5 Jesus i my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King ; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 6 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 7 Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of Thy name Refresh my soul in death. 222 1 O help us Lord, each hour of need Thy heavenly succor give ; Help us in thought, and word, and deed^ Each hour on earth we live. 2 O help us, Jesus, from on high, We know no help but Thee ; O help us so to live and die As Thine in heaven to be. INTERCESSION. 105 LITANY. 7,6,8,8,8,7,7. Choir. . God the Fa - ther, from Thy throne, Hear us, God, the co - e - ter - nal Son, Hear us, God, the Spi - rit migh - ty Lord, Hear us, Three in One, by all a - dored, Hear us, =~ ^ f= —,_(= _f^:__£2 we we we we be - seech Thee ; be - seech Thee ; be - seech Thee ; be - seech Thee. People and Choii Choir 1 1 r 2 Jesus ! Jesus ! By Thy wondrous Incarnation, By Thy Birth for our salvation, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 3 Jesus ! Jesus ! By Thy Fasting and Temptation, By Thy nights of supplication, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 4 Jesus ! Jesus ! By Thy works of sweet compassion, By Thy Cross and bitter Passion, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 5 Jesus ! Jesus ! By Thy Blood for sinners flowing, By Thy Death true life bestowing, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 6 Jesus ! Jesus ! By Thy glorious Resurrection, Earnest of our own perfection, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 7 Jesus ! Jesus ! To the Father's throne ascended, All Thy pain and sorrows ended, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. 8 Jesus ! Jesus ! Advocate for sinners pleading, With the Father interceding, We beseech Thee, we beseech Thee, From every ill defend us, Thy grace and mercy send us. Amen. 106 ALFORt ). 8,8,8,6. H — ) -, i 1 INTERCESSION. _JC_J 1 H 1 -H — «=rH ?d d_. — fcu. — 1 i - =1 * t»— - — — =^^-S =>cr: 1 -.-1- |eL 229 1 Jesus, enthroned and glorified At Thy Almighty Father's side, Thy people's prayer inspire ! Thou art alive for evermore ; Oh then, on us Thy Spirit pour ; Baptize us now with fire. 2 Thou hast received rich gifts for men ; Now let the Holy Ghost again On all Thy Church descend : Give boldness, power, and tongues of flame, To all who name Thy blessed Name ; Uphold them and defend. 3 The fulness of Thy life bestow On us Thy members here below ; Revive each fainting heart ; Each sick and wounded spirit heal, Thy beauty to our souls reveal, Thy light and love impart. 4 Blest Comforter, celestial Dove, Thou Lord of life, Thou Fount of love, Be Thou our inward Guest ; Illumed and sanctified by Thee, Thy living temples let us be, Thine everlasting rest. 230 1 When the blest day of Pentecost Was fully come, the Holy Ghost Descended from above, Sent by the Father and the Son ; The Sender and the Sent are one, The Lord of life and love. 2 But were the first disciples blest With heavenly gifts, and shall the rest Be passed unheeded by ? And has the Holy Ghost forgot To quicken souls thatChrist has bought, And let them lifeless lie ? 3 No, Thou Almighty Paraclete ! Thou sheddest heavenly influence yet, Dost visit sinners still ; Thou Breath of life, Thy quickening flame, Thy power, Thy Godhead, still the same We own, because we feel. GOD THE HOLY GHOST. JQ9 FLORA. C. M. ||fe£3= = < , =p : i-— -3 - 3-4 - — J-4 =Sqi=3-T-d u c— P 5 * — I— i-aJ „ 231 1 Why should the children of a Kine Go mourning all their days ? Great Comforter, descend and bring Some token 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. 232 1 Let songs of praises fill the sky I Christ, our ascended Lord, Sends down His Spirit from on high, According to His word. 2 The Spirit, by His heavenly breath, New life creates within ; He quickens sinners from their death Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And to our hearts reveals ; Our bodies He His temple makes, And our redemption seals. 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, With Thy celestial fire ; Come, and with flames of zeal and love Our hearts and tongues inspire ! 2 33 1 O Holy Spirit, Fount of Love, Blest Source of gifts divine, Kindle, we pray Thee, from above, The inmost souls of Thine. 2 Bond of the sacred Trinity, Knit Thou our hearts in one, To know the blessed unity Of Father and of Son ! 3 Shed in each faithful heart abroad Love that doth all excel ; That God in us and we in God For evermore may dwell. 4 O blessed Comforter, to Thee, With the Eternal Son, And with the Father, glory be, While endless ages run. DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 110 GOD THE HOLY GHOST. 1 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of sinful night ; Come, Thou Source of sweetest glad- ness, 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 ! 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 1 DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of all creation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation, Priest and King enthroned above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give. GOD THE HOLY GHOST. Ill ELBERFELD. L M. 6 li 1^1 i 1 1 K i — r Hi U — ^Fi — i — rt 235 1 Creator-Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every pious mind ; Come, pour Thy joys on human kind; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make Thy temples worthy Thee. 2 O Source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete, Thrice Holy Fount ! Thrice Holy Fire ! Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ! Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. 3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in Thy sevenfold energy, Thou Strength of His almighty hand, Whose power doth heaven and earth command, Proceeding Spirit, our Defence, Who dost the gift of tongues dispense. 4 Immortal honor, endless fame Attend the Almighty Father's Name ; The Saviour-Son be glorified, Who for lost man's redemption died ; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee. 236 1 Come, Holy Ghost, all quickening fire, Come, and in me delight to rest ; Grant the supplies that I require ; Oh come, and consecrate my breast; The temple of my soul prepare, And fix Thy sacred presence there. 2 My peace, my life, my comfort Thou, My treasure and my all Thou art ; True Witness of my sonship now, Engraving Christ upon my heart, Seal of my sins in Him forgiven, Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 3 My Comforter, mark out Thine heir, Of heaven a larger earnest give ; With clearer light Thy witness bear, More actively within me live ; Let all my powers Thy presence feel, And deeper stamp Thyself the Seal 112 GOD THE HOLY GHOST. &. 73. Double. =3 — *=r#=F=i ^=1 aa=j=p r p^— ^ J _. -r -, s « T ^ - z F r k f 1 p — 1 ■ 237 1 Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown ! Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. 2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast ; Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find Thy promised rest : Take away the love of sinning, Alpha and Omega be ; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all Thy life receive ! Suddenly return, and never, Never more Thy temples leave ! Thee we would be always blessing, Serve Thee as Thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. 238 1 Day divine, when in the temple, To the first disciples came Glory new and treasure ample, Mighty gifts and tongues of flame ! Day to happy souls commended, When the Holy Ghost was given, When the Comforter descended, Bringing down the joy of heaven. 2 Hath the Holy Ghost been holden By those ancient saints alone ? Only may the ages olden — Call the Comforter their own ? No, their portion we inherit ; Ours the sorrow, ours the sin : We beseech the Holy Spirit, We the Comforter would win. GOD THE HOLY GHOST. 113 PARACLETE. 7 s &. 5 s. I— q .a!-. .J 4=s. ■*> — »- fed -ra — i £ A I * J. Sr- — :S 239 i Holy Ghost, the Infinite! Shine upon our nature's night With Thy blessed inward light, Comforter Divine ! 2 We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord; We are faint, Thy strength afford j Lost, until by Thee restored, Comforter Divine! 3 Like the dew Thy peace distil ; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine ! 4 In us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine ! 5 In us "Abba, Father," cry, Earnest of our bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter Divine ! 6 Search for us the depths of God, Bear us up the starry road To the height of Thine abode, Comforter Divine ! 114 GOD THE HOLY GHOST. BARBER 1 — L 24O 1 Spirit of faith come down, Reveal the things of God, And make to us the Godhead known, And witness with the blood. 2 No one can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless Thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word. 3 Then, only then, we feel Our interest in His blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God !" 4 O that the world might know The all-atoning Lamb ! Spirit of faith, descend, and show The virtue of His name. 241 t Come, Holy Spirit, come, Let Thy bright beams arise, Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. 3 Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The secret love of God. 4 Show us that loving Man That rules the courts of bliss, The Lord of Hosts, the Mighty God, The Eternal Prince of Peace. 5 'T is Thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole. 6 Dwell therefore in our hearts, Our minds from bondage free ; Then we shall know, and praise, and love The Father, Son, and Thee I 242 1 Blest Comforter Divine, Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine, And guide our souls above. 2 Draw with Thy still small voice, From every sinful way, And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay. 3 By Thine inspiring breath Make every cloud of care, And e'en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 Oh fill Thou every heart. With love to all our race ; Great Comforter, to us impart These blessings of Thy grace. GOD THE HOLY GHOST 115 OLMUTZ. S. M. Hi "^=J=z|=l=: ^— * 3t 1 r i i i 2+3 1 Lord God the Holy Ghost, 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. 5 Spirit of Truth, be Thou In life and death our Guide ! O Spirit of adoption, now May we be sanctified. 2+4 1 O Lord, Thy work revive, In Zion's gloomy hour, And make her dying graces live By Thy restoring power. 2 Oh let Thy chosen few Awake to earnest prayer ; Their covenant again renew, And walk in filial fear. 3 Thy Spirit then will speak Through lips of humble clay, Till hearts of adamant shall break, Till rebels shall obey. 4 Now lend Thy gracious ear • Now listen to our cry ; Oh come and bring salvation near ; Our souls on Thee rely. 2+5 1 Oh for the happy hour When God will hear our cry, And send, with a reviving power, His Spirit from on high. 2 We meet, we sing, we pray, We listen to the word In vain, we see no cheering ray, No cheering voice is heard. 3 While many crowd Thy house, How few around Thy board Meet to record their solemn vows, And bless Thee as their Lord ! 4 Thou, Thou alone canst give Thy gospel sure success ; Canst bid the dying sinner live Anew in holiness. 5 Come, then, with power divine, Spirit of life and love ; Then shall our people all be Thine, Our church, like that above. 116 GOD THE HOLY GHOST. 246 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise : Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ! Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, And Thine to us so great ! 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ! Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 247 1 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, And make our hearts Thy home ; Descend with all Thy gracious power ; Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 2 Come as the light, to us reveal Our sinfulness and woe, And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the wind, with rushing sound. With Pentecostal grace ; And make the great salvation known Wide as the human race. 5 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer, And make our hearts Thy home ; Descend with all Thy gracious power; Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 248 1 Great Father of each perfect gift, Behold Thy servants wait ; With longing eyes and lifted hands, We flock around Thy gate. 2 Oh shed abroad that choicest gift, Thy Spirit from above, To cheer our eyes with sacred light, And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest Earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven : And bear with energy divine, Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, O God, Thy copious showers, That earth its fruit may yield, And change the barren wilderness To Carmel's flowery field. I N SPIRATION. 117 UXBRIDGE. L M. Psalm 19. 1 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, In every star Thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold Thy word, We read Thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days Thy power confess; But the blest volume Thou hast writ, Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when Thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world Thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ; Bless the dark world with heavenly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. 250 1 God, in the gospel of His Son, Makes His eternal counsels known, Where love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners of a humble frame May taste His grace, and learn His name ; | May read, in characters of blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. 4 Oh grant us grace, Almighty Lord, To read and mark Thy holy word, Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 251 1 Now let my soul, Eternal King, To Thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee, with humble homage, bow ; My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings Thy boundless love, In worlds below and worlds above ; But in Thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of Thy grace. 3 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my laboring conscience peace ; Raises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. 4 For love like this, oh let my song, Through endless years, Thy praise prolong : Let distant climes Thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. 118 INSPIRATION. BELVIDERE C. M. ^ — % g- * *- ; — — abj C IS « 3=^fe 1 l---a « 8 s ' s \2 I 10 — 1 A glory gilds the sacred page. Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to even- age ; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 2 ^ ^ Psalm 119. 1 How precious is the book divine, By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way ; Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. 2 Psalm 119. 1 Oh that Thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate Thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget Thy word ; Thy word is all my joy- 3 How would I run in Thy commands, Shouldst Thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 2 ^ ^ Psalm 119. 1 Oh how I love Thy holy law ! 'Tis daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate Thy word ; My soul with longing melts away To hear Thy gospel, Lord. 3 How doth Thy word my heart engage, How well employ my tongue, And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yield me a heavenly song ! 4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write Thy praise. INSPIRATION 119 NASHVILLE. L P. M. — "3 d~ I 1 ^ — 1 , . 23 ^ - =5 =1 t — r -I J— i U £2 0 d'-ffiz 1 — — t -l r ^— n 1 1—^ 1 . 1 . , . -4 1 i" ^ i — 5 — 5 — ^— - S 8 a. 1 l r w I 1 1 v« 1 1 J J J l-i — I -1 -3~f §-Lj ^ j_ — -f * r-m m n - - j= — B- . \ L, 1 i i L r >- i r- — 1 — 1 1 — ' 2^6 Psalm 19. i I love the volume of Thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest 2 From the discoveries of Thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw ; These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that has the furnace passed, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain; Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain. 120 INVITATION. SCOTLAND. I2S . r M "i * - ^ r p nB-T-d^-s-n® — : ^» : — n J ^-r» — • »-r(S> p—p- P ■ . *><*.-%. |+. . ; _ , ' .£ i :il 1 il. IF 1 * i :p * N 4 ^i— L — ^— u — 1 — r- L ! 1 1 __! J MV> ^-J^ :« a #- fjj 3^_^ * — -ml J L« ■* - pJ — — jj — — ^ p p_t^ s* bc±t= i — * E 1 — w— w— S— w — : 1 1 r-^- 1 ii f 1 m -1 s -=J-^-rS-i-- : -r- *— 1 _J_L.JCg|- l{ h p_£ — ^ t *» • u» ■ f f 257 1 The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain ! For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncleanness and every transgression, His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon, We'll praise Him again when we pass over Jordan! 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to Jesus repair, Now He calls you in mercy, and can you forbear? Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. 3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious ; O'er sin, death, and hell, He is more than victorious; With shouting proclaim it, oh trust in His passion, He saves us most freely, oh glorious salvation! 4 Our Jesus His name now proclaims all victorious, He reigns over all, and His kingdom is glorious : To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation, In triumph ascribing to Him our salvation. 5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore ; With harps in our hands, we'll praise Him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, And sing of salvation forever and ever ! INVITATION. 121 CLARION. H. M. * W * * ^ * * W * W *> * W ™ * * m __j — UeL.J?J — J -pi — J _ J_J 258 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow I The gladly solemn sound Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ! The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made ; Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ! Redemption by His blood, LENOX. H. M. Through every land, proclaim ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Ye who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Receive it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. -=t- -7=1- r- 1 r , 1, — ^ £- :Jifc=fte -1 r ii :=1: >f: jm. bm. 3— .IjJ 9 *tr-*-A M m p -ft- -m . fi» 1 Qt 260 1 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep ; Wake, and o'er thy folly weep ; Raise thy spirit dark and dead ; Jesus waits His light to shed : Wake from sleep, arise from death ; See the bright and living path ; Watchful tread that path, be wise ; Leave thy folly, seek the skies. 2 Leave thy folly, cease from crime, From this hour redeem the time ; Life secure, without delay; Evil is thy mortal day : Be not blind and foolish still, Called of Jesus, learn His will ; Jesus calls from death and night, Jesus waits to shed His light. 26l 1 Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Come the way to Zion's gate • There, till mercy speaks within, Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait : Knock, He knows the sinner's cry ; Weep, He loves the mourner's tears ; Watch, for saving grace is nigh ; Wait, till heavenly grace appears. Hark ! it is the Saviour's voice, "Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest!" Now within the gate rejoice, Safe, and owned, and bought, and blest : Safe, from all the lures of vice ; Owned, by joys the contrite know ; Bought, by love, and life the price ; Blest, the mighty debt to owe. Holy pilgrim, what for thee In a world like this remains ? From thy guarded breast shall flee Fear, and shame, and doubts, and pains : Fear, the hope of heaven shall fly, Shame, from glory's view retire ; Doubt, in full belief shall die, Pain, in endless bliss expire. 124 INVITATION. 262 1 Behold, a Stranger's at the door ! He gently knocks, has knocked before, Has waited long, is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 But will He prove a friend indeed ? He will, the very friend you need ; The Man of Nazareth, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Calvary. 3 Oh. lovely attitude ! He stands With melting heart and laden hands ! Oh matchless kindness ! and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes ! 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out His enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster, Sin, And let the Heavenly Stranger in. 5 Admit him, ere His anger burn ; His feet departed ne'er return ; Admit Him, or the hour's at hand, When at His door denied you'll stand. 263 1 Come, weary souls, with sin distrest, Come, and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppressed with guilt, a painful load, Oh come and bow before your God ! Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all that painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; Pardon, and life, and endless peace ; How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 4 Lord we accept, with thankful heart, The hope Thy gracious words impart ; We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 264. 1 " Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to My heavenly home. 2 " They shall find rest who learn of Me ; I'm of a meek and lowly mind • But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at Thy command ; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to Thy hand, To mould and guide us at Thy will. INVITATION. 125 BLOOMFIELD. lis. 265 1 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near ; The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here ; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? A fountain is opened ; how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood ? 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers and calls Thee to-day ; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ■ Her message unheeded will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take His sad flight, And leave thee in darkness to finish Thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade ; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand ; What power then, O sinner, will lend thee its aid! GOSHEN. Ms. ^-hg^: WA 3=^- mm i - J(Z. .0. JBL. -ji ^F= : A " =F E- dr l f J Ptt :l-;zs-g -gs- " 1 1 » — 1 f • — & ' m -t — i — r 4— !- =fi|=. j — i- -i — r 269 1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish; Come, at the shrine of God fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ; Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; Come to the feast of love, come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. TO-DAY. 27O 1 To-day the Saviour calls ! Ye wanderers, come ; O ye benighted souls, Why longer roam ? 2 To-day the Saviour calls ; Oh listen now ; Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. To-day the Saviour calls ! For refuge fly ; The storm of vengeance falls, Ruin is nigh. The Spirit calls to-day ; Yield to His power ; Oh grieve Him not away, 'T is mercy's hour. 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity joined with power: He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify ; True belief, and true repentance, Every grace that brings us nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness He requireth, Is to feel your need of Him j This He gives you : Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 272 1 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 2 Agonizing in the garden, Lo, your Maker prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold Him ; Hear Him cry before He dies, " It is finished ! " Sinners, will not this suffice ? 3 Lo, the Incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of His blood; Venture on Him, venture wholly ; Let no other trust intrude ; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 4 Saints and angels joined in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb ; While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with His name : Hallelujah! Sinners here may sing the same. INVITATION. 129 INGHAM. L M. i i « J ^ Hp t- H « — ztzz =1= L -1= N 1 1 273 1 God calling yet ! shall I not hear ? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie ? 2 God calling yet ! shall I not rise ? Can I His loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay ? He calls me still ; can I delay ? 3 God calling yet ! and shall He knock, And I my heart the closer lock ? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve ? 4 God calling yet ! and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live ? I wait, but He does not forsake ; He calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 5 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; My heart I yield without delay : Vain world, farewell ! from thee I part ; The voice of God hath reached my heart. 274 1 Why will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God's compassion spares, While in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot ? 2 Shall God invite you from above, Shall Jesus urge His dying love, Shall troubled conscience give you pain, And all these pleas unite in vain ? 3 Almighty God, Thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart ; Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which Thy compassion spares. 275 1 Say, sinner, hath a voice within Oft whispered to thy secret soul, Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control ? 2 Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warned thee from that wrath to flee? 3 Sinner, it was a heavenly voice, It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 4 Spurn not the call to life and light ; Regard in time the warning kind ; That call thou mayest not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. 5 God's Spirit will not always strive With hardened, self-destroying man ; Ye who persist His love to grieve, May never hear His voice again. 6 Sinner, perhaps this very day Thy last accepted time may be ; Oh, shouldst thou grieve Him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. 130 INVITATION. ROSEFIELD. 7s. 6 lines. 276 1 From the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear ! " Love's redeeming work is done ; Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 2 " Sprinkled now with blood the throne ; Why beneath thy burdens groan On My pierced body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid ; Bow the knee, and kiss the Son : Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 3 " Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stored ; To thy Father's bosom prest, Yet again a child confest, Never from His house to roam : Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 4 " Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo I come, your Saviour, Friend, Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to My eternal home : Come and welcome, sinner, come 1" 277 1 Ye who in these courts are found, Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and helpless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin and care, Glorify the King of kings ; Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, View His bleeding sacrifice • See, in Him, your sins forgiven, Pardon, holiness, and heaven : Glorify the King of kings ; Take the peace the gospel brings. 278 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall ; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all, In a full, perpetual tide, Opened when our Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent and blind ; Here the guilty, free remission, Here the troubled, peace may find Health this fountain will restore, He that drinks shall thirst no more. t, He that drinks shall live forever ; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood ; God is faithful, God will never Break His covenant in blood ; Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified. INVITATION. BETHESDA. S. M. ■t^ — ! , 1 1 279 1 The Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, " Sinner, come !" The Bride, the Church of Christ, pro- claims To all His children, " Come !" 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, " Come !" Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the Fountain, come ! 3 Yea, whosoever will, Oh let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life • 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, Declares, « I quickly come Lord, even so ! we wait Thine hour • O blest Redeemer, come ! 28o 1 Oh, where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above Unmeasured by the flight of years • And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath ; Oh what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ! Lest we be banished from Thy face, And evermore undone. 281 1 Oh cease, my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam ; All this wide world, to either pole, Hath not for thee a home. 2 Behold the ark of God ! Behold the open door ! Oh haste to gain that dear abode And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest ; And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. DOXOLOGY. To the eternal Three, In will and essence one • To Father, Son, and Spirit be Coequal honors done. 132 PENITENCE. BENNETT. S. M. -.S- — * ^ r> j b»- L-g— ^f*^ 3 r^F? 5 -!--^ — J-i 1 — U_ — | — 282 1 How heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ with His reviving light Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of Heaven ; But in His righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways ; His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls, in vain ; He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the cursed chain. 5 Lord, we adore Thy ways That bring us near to God ; Thy sovereign power,Thy healing grace, And Thine atoning blood. 283 1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears, Angels with wonder see : Be thou astonished, O my soul ! He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear ; In heaven alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. 284 1 Is this the kind return, And these the thanks we owe, Thus to abuse Eternal Love, Whence all our blessings flow ? 2 To what a stubborn frame Has sin reduced our mind ! What strange rebellious wretches we, And God as strangely kind ! 3 Turn, turn us, mighty God, And mould our souls afresh ; Break, Sovereign Grace, these hearts of stone, And give us hearts of flesh. 285 1 Thou Lord of all above, And all below the sky, Prostrate before Thy feet I fall, And for Thy mercy cry. 2 Forgive my follies past, The crimes which I have done; Oh, bid a contrite sinner live Through Thine Incarnate Son. The burden which I feel, Thou only canst remove ; Display, O Lord, Thy pardoning grace, And Thine unbounded love. PENITENCE. 133 MOUNT CALVARY. 7 s. 6 lines. i 1 _ (S! -4-3 — - -1 2^ 4— m ^== m — •J r : F * ^ r "-4— i 1 — 1 310 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet A guilty rebel lies, And upward to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from bothmy weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which Thou hast shed, No blood but Thou hast spilt. 4 Think of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord, And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 1 Mercy alone can meet my case ; For mercy, Lord, I cry ; Jesus ! Redeemer ! show Thy face In mercy, or I die. 2 Save me, for none beside can save ; At Thy command I tread With failing step life's stormy wave ; The wave goes o'er my head. 3 I perish, and my doom were just ; But wilt Thou leave me ? No : I hold Thee fast, my Hope, my Trust ; I will not let Thee go ! 4 Still sure to me Thy promise stands, And ever must abide ; Behold it written on Thy hands, And graven in Thy side ! 5 To this, this only, will I cleave ; Thy word is all my plea ; Thy word is truth, and I believe : Have mercy, Lord, on me ! 312 1 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost, My Rock and Hiding-place, By storms of sin and sorrow tost, I seek Thy sheltering grace. 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord ! I cry ; Pursued by foes, I come ; A sinner, save me, or I die ; An outcast, take me home. 313 1 And must I part with all I have, My dearest Lord for Thee ? It is but right, since Thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Ten thousand worlds,ten thousand lives How worthless they appear, Compared with Thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair. 3 Saviour of souls, while I from Thee A single smile obtain ; Though destitute of all things else, I'll glory in my gain ! 142 PENITENCE. AUTUMN. 8s & 7 s. Double. 1 _N_ _| 1 1 ! J 9^51=3-3*3 . .§-1 _j f» . — 1 -I r is — — ^ — 1 1 — ! !— -« — ^ — -j* b^-j \- m — l» — F ' I u I •i^-r I I |t Fine ' m> \> *r— H — — H — y . j--J- l ^-v--b* 1 — ' ^ 3 B 1 1 -*r- — i~ — «— «± s — ; * • * ■ i * * ~* — u — = — fe— t — S — s-^ — s — — : 1 Humbly now, with deep contrition, We Thy mercy, Lord, entreat, Now, as mourning, weeping, kneeling, We bow down before Thy feet : Father, in the day of anguish, And of darkness, and of shame, Cling we to that precious promise Made to us in Jesus' name. 2 For His sake, our great Redeemer, Through His death of wondrous love, Dare we to approach the footstool Of Thy mighty throne above : Aye, through Him who bore in sorrow, Bore in want, in woe, and strife, This same weight of human weakness, This same weary human life. 3 Through His Name, and by His merits, Whom we worship and adore, For His blessed sake, we pray Thee, Hear us, spare us evermore. By His hour of mortal weakness, Give Thine erring children strength, That they bear the burden bravely, That they win the crown at length, i 1 Jesus, full of all compassion, Hear Thy humble suppliant's cry - Let me know Thy great salvation ■ See, I languish, faint, and die ; Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief, Prostrate at Thy feet, repenting, Send, oh, send me quick relief. 2 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to Him who comfort gives ? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to Him who ever lives ? Saved ! the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with Thy love. 3 God of God, the One-Begotten, Light of Light, Immanuel, In whose Body, joined together, All the saints forever dwell, Pour upon us of Thy fulness, That we may for evermore God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore. PENITENCE. 143 EDDY. 7 s &. 6s. — I -»H n J ! -1 -! 1 — 1 -fe : S » 53 • "-e^ i — r • r r - L f- I? r u 316 1 Wretched, helpless, and distrest, Ah! whither shall I fly? Ever panting after rest, I cannot find it nigh : Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Bound in sin and misery, Friend of sinners, let me find My help, my all in Thee ! 2 In the wilderness I stray, My foolish heart is blind ; Nothing do I know ; the way Of peace I cannot find : Jesus, Lord, restore my sight, Take, O take the veil away ; Turn my darkness into light, My midnight into day. 3 Naked of Thine image, Lord, Forsaken, and alone, Unrenewed, and unrestored, I have not Thee put on : Over me Thy mantle spread, Send Thy likeness from above; Let Thy goodness be displayed, And wrap me in Thy love. 4 Poor, alas ! Thou knowest I am, And would be poorer still ; See my nakedness and shame, 6 And all my vileness feel : No good thing in me resides, All my soul an aching void, Till Thy Spirit there abides, And I am filled with God. 5 Jesus, full of truth and grace, In Thee is all I want ; Be the wanderer's resting-place, A cordial to the faint ; Make me rich, for I am poor ; In Thee may I Eden find ; To the dying health restore, And eyesight to the blind ! 6 Clothe me with Thy holiness, Thy meek humility ; Put on me Thy glorious dress, Endue my soul with Thee ; Let Thine image be restored, Let me now Thy nature prove ; With Thy fulness fill me, Lord, And perfect me in love. 144 FAITH. FIELD. H. M. — 4- 4 — jgz 4=2 * 3*7 1 Come, my Redeemer, come, And deign to dwell with me, Come, and Thy right assume, And bid Thy rivals flee : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart Thy lasting home. 2 Exert Thy mighty power, And banish all my sin, In this auspicious hour, Bring all Thy graces in : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart Thy lasting home. 3 Rule Thou in every thought And passion of my soul, Till all my powers are brought Beneath Thy full control : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart Thy lasting home. 4 Then shall my days be Thine, And all my heart be love, And joy and peace be mine, Such as are known above : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart Thy lasting home. 318 1 Ye fair, enchanting throng, Ye golden dreams, farewell ! Earth has prevailed too long, And now I break the spell : In vain for me your false lights shine, Christ and the cross henceforth be mine. 2 In Gilead there is balm, A kind Physician there My fevered mind to calm, And bid me not despair : Aid me, dear Saviour ! set me free ; My all I would resign to Thee. 3 Oh may I feel Thy worth, And let no idol dare — No vanity of earth — With Thee, my Lord, compare : Now bid all worldly joys depart, And reign supremely in my heart. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father's throne, Perpetual honors raise, Glory to God the Son, And to the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. FAITH. 145 C. M — I — H 1 — C -EE — — 1 -4—, J - J J -J-r- feu 1 r -1 -i -. — | ■ y i -p — b— 1 ^ * p- r g Ig-tj .2 r 1 3 X 9 1 Oh, help us when our spirits bleed, With contrite anguish sore ; And when our hearts are cold and dead, Oh, help us, Lord, the more ! 2 Oh, help us, through the prayer of faith, More firmly to believe ! For still the more the servant hath, The more shall he receive. 3 If, strangers to Thy fold, we call, Imploring at Thy feet The crumbs that from Thy table fall, 'Tis all we dare entreat. 4 But be it, Lord of mercy, all, So Thou wilt grant but this ; The crumbs that from Thy table fall Are light, and life, and bliss. 320 1 O Thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; # Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping 0ft : 2 See, Lord, before Thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn ; Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face ? Hast Thou not said, " Return" ? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from Thy feet ? Oh let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat ! 4 Oh shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let Thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. 321 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat Where Jesus answers prayer ; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely prest, By war without, and fear within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died. 5 Oh wondrous love, to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name ! DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from Saints on earth, And from the Angel-host. 146 FAITH. PASCAL 8s &. 6s. 3& m — fa . 5: t r 322 1 Just as I am, without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bid'st me come toThee, O Lamb of God, I come ! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come ! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come ! 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, 0 Lamb of God, I come ! 5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; Because Thy promise I believe, 0 Lamb of God, I come ! 6 Just as I am, — Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down, — Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come ! 323 1 Just as thou art, without one trace Of love, or joy, or inward grace, Or meetness for the heavenly place, O guilty sinner, come ! 2 Burdened with guilt, would'st thou be blest ? Trust not the world, it gives no rest ; Christ brings relief to hearts opprest ; O weary sinner, come ! 3 Come, leave thy burden at the cross ; Count all thy gains but worthless dross ; His grace o'erpays all earthly loss ; O needy sinner, come ! 4 Come, hither bring thy boding fears, Thy aching heart, thy bursting tears ; 'Tis Mercy's voice salutes thine ears ; O trembling sinner, come ! FAITH. 147 GROSTETE. L M. \ 1- g £ £ - P- -p - -F P- i — r 3 2 4 1 Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast, Secure within Thine arms to lie, And safe beneath Thy wings to rest ! 2 I have no skill the snare to shun, But Thou, O Christ, my wisdom art ; I ever into ruin run, But Thou art greater than my heart. 3 I have no might to oppose the foe, But everlasting strength is Thine ; Show me the way that I should go, Show me the path I should decline. 4 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known ; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving Thee alone. 325 1 No more, my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of Thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear His Name, What was my gain, I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to His cross. 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake : Oh may my soul be found in Him, And of His righteousness partake ! 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before Thy throne ; But faith can answer Thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. 326 1 Now I resolve with all my heart, With all my powers, to serve the Lord ; Nor from His ways will I depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 2 Oh be this service all my joy J Around let my example shine, Till others love the blest employ, And join in labors so divine. 3 Oh may I never faint nor tire, Nor wandering leave His sacred ways : Great God, accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live Thy praise ! 327 1 My precious Lord, for Thy dear Name I bear the cross, despise the shame ; Nor do I faint while Thou art near • I lean on Thee ; how can I fear ? 2 No other name but Thine is given To cheer my soul, in earth or heaven ; No other wealth will I require ; No other friend can I desire. 3 Yea, into nothing would I fall For Thee alone, my All in All ; To feel Thy love, my only joy, To tell Thy love, my sole employ. 148 FAITH. ROCK OF AGES. 7 s. 6 lines. 328 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee • Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. Not the labors of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands ; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone. 3 Nothing in my hand I bring ; Simply to Thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to Thee for dress ; Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, Rock* of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee, 329 1 Saviour of our ruined race, Fountain of redeeming grace, Let us now Thy fulness see, While we here converse with Thee ; Hearken to our ardent prayer, Let us all Thy blessing share. 2 Weak, unworthy, sinful, vile, Yet we seek Thy heavenly smile ; Canst Thou all our sins forgive ? Dost Thou bid us look and live ? Lord, we wonder and adore ! Oh for grace to love Thee more ! Litany. 1 Son of God, to Thee I cry ! By the holy mystery Of Thy dwelling here on earth, By Thy pure and holy birth, Hear, oh, hear my lowly plea ; Manifest Thyself to me ! 2 Lamb of God, to Thee I cry { By Thy bitter agony, By Thy pangs to us unknown, By Thy spirit's parting groan, Hear, oh, hear my lowly plea ; Manifest Thyself to me ! 3 Lord of glory, God most high, Man exalted to the sky, With Thy love my bosom fill ; Prompt me to perform Thy will : Then Thy glory I shall see, Thou wilt bring me home to Thee. DOXOLOGY. Praise the name of God most high, Praise Him, all below the sky, Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore His praise shall last. FAITH. METCALF. 7 s &. 6s. t - ! J-r-l ., , 1 J— 1 1 1 — i — i rS— 1— L-j 1 UJ 1 — I — L ' ' I I 1 n— i-p-J ^ S . J « -i k 1 1 g=^=B=rT#fc-P rHfnra : ff= 1 >. — I 1 ■ — | ~ y — j p= — x- u 1 — c:, 1 | j — l 1 i- 331 1 I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God ; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursed load : I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 I lay my wants on Jesus ; All fulness dwells in Him ; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem : I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares ; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares. 3 I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine ; His right hand me embraces, I on His breast recline : I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord \ Like fragrance on the breezes, His name abroad is poured. 1 To Thee, my God and Saviour, My heart exulting springs, Rejoicing in Thy favor, Almighty King of kings : I'll celebrate Thy glory, With all the saints above, And tell the wondrous story Of Thy redeeming love. 2 Soon as the morn with roses Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast, My voice in supplication, Jehovah, Thou shalt hear : Oh grant me Thy salvation, And to my soul draw near. 3 By Thee through life supported, I pass the dangerous road, With heavenly hosts escorted Up to their bright abode ; There cast my crown before Thee, My toils and conflicts o'er, And day and night adore Thee : What can an angel more ? 150 FAITH OPAL. 8s &. 7s. Double. Fine. 2Ji * H — g— • — g »— » ♦ I I ft. 1 1 1 r- i r Z7. C. 3t :S=i= = P- r Ee I: -t 1 r 333 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow Thee ; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shalt be : Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me ; Thou art not, like them, untrue ; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate,and friends may shun me, Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure ! Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! In Thy service pain is pleasure, With Thy favor, loss is gain ; I have called Thee, Abba, Father, I have stayed my heart on Thee : Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 4 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest : Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ; Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee ! 5 Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find, in every station, Something still to do or bear : Think what Spirit dwells within thee I What a Father's smile is thine ! What a Saviour died to win thee ! Child of heaven, shouldst thou re- pine ? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith,and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there: Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of all creation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation, Priest and King enthroned above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give. FAITH. 151 RATH BUN. 8s & 7 s. n» 1 ± . J^J , £jz -a ^ *-t_ r , — i — P" "t — ? _ 'p. 1 1 rj r C_, C_ ^ r H-i — ^ i — * — II _n* 1 « _ JZ>? 1 1 1— 1 1— r- — 1 =8. — S— •sJ— gi~ 1 I r -*= 1 — -t= _1L4— d 342 1 O Jesus, King most wonderful, Thou Conqueror renowned ! Thou sweetness most ineffable, In whom all joys are found ! 2 When once Thou visitest the heart, Then truth begins to shine, Then earthly vanities depart, Then kindles love divine. 3 O Jesus, Light of all below ! Thou Fount of life and fire ! Surpassing all the joys we know, All that we can desire ! 4 May every heart confess Thy name, And ever Thee adore ; And seeking Thee, itself inflame To seek Thee more and more. 5 Thee may our tongues forever bless Thee may we love alone • And ever, in our life express The image of Thine own. 3+3 1 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ! A nobler choice be mine; A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine. 2 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, O Name divinely sweet ! Jesus, in Thee, in Thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 3 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed, I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be forever blest. 4 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires, Thy love is bliss divine • Accept the gift that love inspires, And bid me call Thee mine. 3+4 1 Let worldly minds the world pursue ; It has no charms for me ; Once I admired its trifles too, But grace has set me free. 2 Its pleasures now no longer please, No more content afford ; Far from my heart be joys like these, For I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of opening day The stars are all concealed, So earthly pleasures fade away When Jesus is revealed. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice ; I bid them all depart ; His name, and love, and gracious voice, Have fixed my roving heart. 5 And may I hope that Thou wilt own A worthless worm like me ? Dear Lord, I would be Thine alone, And wholly live to Thee. PRAISE. 155 ORTONVILLE. C. M. — 1— r -m — m#$w-*-{e—e=m 3 l-£-Ef — * s ° r f " 11" !- * 2 _^ S 4 ! !— J — n — hn— 1— i— H — =R= 1 1 i 1 1 1 1 H | n H-r -1 1 1 1 1 T id! 0 I L ^ r=^— ]-^-E- L ^ |= 1= -p f= II I' 1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow • His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with Him compare Among the sons of men ■ Fairer is He than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me He bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To Him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, He saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of His abode, He brings my weary feet, Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joy complete. 6 Since from His bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be Thine. 34- 6 i Our Father God ! how sweet the sound ! How tender and how dear ! Not all the melody of heaven Could so delight the ear. 2 Come, Sacred Spirit, seal the Name On my expanding heart ; And show, that in Jehovah's grace, I share a filial part. 3 Cheered by a signal so divine, Unwavering I believe : Thou knowest I, Abba, Father, cry, Nor can Thy word deceive. 3+7 1 Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord, Is to be one with Thee. 2 The sense of Thy redeeming 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 ere time began, I'd choose Thee in return. 5 Whate'er consists not with Thy love, Oh teach me to resign ; I'm rich to all the intents of bliss If Thou, O God, art mine. 156 PRAISE. HENDON. 348 1 Ask ye what great thing I know That delights and stirs me so ? What the high reward I win ? Whose the name I glory in ? Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 2 What is faith's foundation strong ? What awakes my lips to song ? He who bore my sinful load, Purchased for me peace with God, Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 3 Who defeats my fiercest foes ? Who consoles my saddest woes ? Who revives my fainting heart, Healing all its hidden smart ? Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 4 Who is life in life to me ? Who the death of death will be ? Who will place me on His right With the countless hosts of light ? Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 5 This is that great thing I know ; This delights and stirs me so ; Faith in Him who died to save, Him who triumphed o'er the grave, Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 349 1 Earth has nothing sweet or fair, Lovely forms or beauties rare, But before my eyes they bring Christ, of beauty source and spring. 2 When the morning paints the skies, When the golden sunbeams rise, Then my Saviour's form I find Brightly imaged on my mind. 3 When the day-beams pierce the night, Oft I think on Jesus' light, Think how bright that light will be, Shining through eternity. 4 When, as moonlight softly steals, Heaven its thousand eyes reveals, Then I think : Who made their light Is a thousand times more bright. 5 When I see in spring-tide gay, Fields their varied tints display, Wakes the thrilling thought in me, What must their Creator be ! 6 Lord of all that's fair to see, Come, reveal Thyself to me ! Let me, 'mid Thy radiant light, See Thine unveiled glories bright. PRAISE. 157 FREDERICA J -i 4 — 1 1 — H — 3 1 =j ai j 1 -! J -„ ^ 3 PM- — , -10 - -,s»- -e>- £ f - ' -n ^ £ p jg » P * — p 1«— i L 1 " U ■ — «. -1 - 1 -1— ari -a^-B-^J 31 ^ = 4 T -1 -J — 1 — | — |- 4_*:3S=^_:: SBr— £ -_ : 4a s 2 ^ (S? 0 1- 1 £ fl3*— *3 -43 1 — ^-rir-M : 3: ■J— l- 350 1 Blessed Saviour, Thee I love, All my other joys above ; All my hopes in Thee abide, Thou my Hope, and nought beside ; Ever let my glory be, Only, only, only Thee. 2 Once again beside the cross, All my gain I count but loss ; Earthly pleasures fade away ; Clouds they are that hide my day : Hence, vain shadows ! let me see Jesus, crucified for me. 3 From beneath that thorny crown Trickle drops of cleansing down ; Pardon from Thy pierced hand Now I take, while here I stand ; Only then I live to Thee, When Thy wounded side I see. 4 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I, Thine to live, and Thine to die ; Height or depth, or earthly power, Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more : Ever shall my glory be, Only, only, only Thee ! 1 Christ, whose glory fills the sky, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night ! Day-spring from on high, be near ! Day-star, in my heart appear ! 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by Thee ; Joyless is the day's return, Till Thy mercy's beams I see ; Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes and warm my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine ; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy Divine ! Scatter all my unbelief ; More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 158 PRAISE. BOARDMAN. C. M. 1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen That radiant form of Thine ; The veil of sense hangs dark between Thy blessed face and mine. 2 I see Thee not, I hear Thee not, Yet art Thou oft with me • And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot, As where I meet with Thee. 3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought When slumbers o'er me roll, Thine image ever fills my thought, And charms my ravished soul, 4 Yet though I have not seen, and still Must rest in faith alone, I love Thee, dearest Lord, — and will, Unseen, but not Unknown. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, And still this throbbing heart, The rending veil shall Thee reveal, All glorious as Thou art ! 353 1 O Jesus, Thou the beauty art Of angel-worlds above ; Thy Name is music to the heart, Enchanting it with love. 2 O Jesus, Saviour, hear the sighs Which unto Thee I send ; To Thee my inmost spirit cries, My being's hope and end. 3 Stay with us, Lord, and with Thy light Illume the soul's abyss ; Scatter the darkness of our night, And fill the world with bliss. 4 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven, Our Life and Joy, to Thee Be honor, thanks, and blessing given Through all eternity ! 354 1 My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth rejoice In God, my Saviour and my God, I hear His joyful voice. 2 I need not go abroad for joy, Who have a feast at home ; My sighs are turned to happy songs ; The Comforter is come. 3 Down from on high, the blessed Dove Is come into my breast, To witness God's eternal love : This is my heavenly feast. 4 Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son, Glory to God the Holy Ghost, Glory to God alone. PRAISE. 159 ATHENS. C. feN -4 & -si a~ „ - . ■ 1 . — I -P^ 1 1 d ~ - =1 — ^— J i q «* - -<2 *— r f= 5 _fa ^ ^_ ^9—4: p W W— -jfok J J j— | *=F r~ I , .. a 1 1 1 -ts> ■ — i ■ 1 U 1 „ n -1 . U t — 3 | — -T^ -I n -1 ! 1 -1 n- Wr * * ~ f=> , •» -r — 1 1 1 - 1 ^ -p Bp—, 1 ia -f^ * — ' 1 —(S> — l-s, 1 f-1 -m-' -m- =1 H:==?s — zs osd — I H H r ! N N -S s - 1 — e= — > J> U — \—& m — d£ 3 6 4 1 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh, could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine, I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, My ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin, and wrath divine : I'd sing His glorious righteousness, In which all-perfect heavenly dress My soul shall ever shine. 3 I'd sing the characters He bears, And all the forms of love He wears, Exalted on His throne : In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all His glories known. 4 Well, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see His face ; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in His grace. 365 1 O love divine, how sweet thou art ! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 Stronger His love than death or hell ; Its riches are unsearchable ; The first-born sons of light In vain desire its depths to see ; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God : Oh that it now were shed abroad In this poor, stony heart ! For love I sigh, for love I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. 4 Oh that I could forever sit With Mary at my Saviour's feet ! Be this my happy choice ; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 164 PRAISE. NETTLETON, 8s & 7s. Double. Fine. d. a 366 Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; Streams of mercy never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise : Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above ; Praise the mount, I'm fixed upon it, Mount of God's unchanging love. Here I raise my Eben-ezer, Hither by Thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home : Jesus sought me when a stranger Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to save my soul from danger, Interposed His precious blood. Oh, to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee : Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, oh take and seal it, Seal it from Thy courts above. 367 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend, Life, and health, and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. Here I'll sit, forever viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peace with God. Truly blessed is this station, Low before His Cross to lie, While I see divine compassion Floating in His languid eye. Here it is I find my heaven While upon the Lamb I gaze ; Here I see my sins forgiven, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears His feet I'll bathe, Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from His death. May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go, Prove His blood each day more healing, And Himself more deeply know. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above, Author of the new creation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the One Jehovah give. PRAISE. 165 DOREMUS. 8s k 7 s. Double — — i 1 I* * i > ~ > ~ - _ f • if- • 1?- .:r m- -■ t- -t- - ! 1- — r r i J 1 368 1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee For the bliss Thy love bestows, For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows : Help, O God, my weak endeavor ; This dull soul to rapture raise ; Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmed to praise. 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray ; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away : Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained Cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express ; Low before Thy footstool kneeling, Deign Thy suppliant's prayer to bless : Let Thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Love's pure flame within me raise ; And since words can never measure, Let my life show forth Thy praise. 369 1 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ! Only Thee I wish to sing ; To my soul Thy name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King Oh, what mercy flows from heaven ! Oh, what joy and happiness ! Love I much ? I've much forgiven ; I'm a miracle of grace ! 2 Once with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcerned in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Saviour passed that way : Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, My Redeemer's tenderness ! Love I much? I've much forgiven ; I'm a miracle of grace ! 3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! Praise the Lamb enthroned above, While, astonished, I admire God's free grace and boundless love : That blest moment I received Him Filled my soul with joy and peace : Love I much? I've much forgiven; I'm a miracle of grace ! 166 PRAISE. LOVING-KINDNESS. L. M. * T~ — | 1 1 H 1 1 rfl « m m j — n # f ±A _- 1=1 r& -I P — i 1 — p — — '•I— r i u j _]"^ _i — I -I n — r^_, _ _} | , __j — ^— - 1 s . ^ -^-'"^ *=- U-3r 1 ' i 1 _s_;_J_sLsi — i ,S-= s >J- f 3 9 * D t - (• ■ 1 1 — r =r~T" « — a m i * ■ - r — 9 s g| — :-. . - * — - * * w "~ * * ? — ir 1 1- ¥ 370 1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from me : His loving-kindness, oh, how free ! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate : His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along : His loving-kindness, oh, how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood : His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart ; But though I have Him oft forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ; Soon all my mortal powers must fail Oh, may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death 1 Then, let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day, And sing with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies ! FOREST. L M. 1 — 1 — 1 -1 — 1 — n r—l : : L — 3- m THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 167 BRETBY. L M. 1^ -! Pi 1 1^ t ! 1 □ g — S=fg B= — c= t ?L- Ltz=J M _a _j i-r- 1— — 1 d r£a -J -J n / ~~~m r 1 Pi g — fg — 1 - 1 — 1 371 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days ! 2 Ashamed of Jesus ! — sooner far Let evening blush to own a star : He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine.' 3 Ashamed of Jesus ! — just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon : 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus ! — that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! No ! when I blush be this my shame, That I no more revere His name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fear to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! And oh may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 372 1 Jesus, my All, to Heaven is gone, He that I placed my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way till Him I view. 2 The way the holy Prophets went, The way that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all the paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not ; My grief, my burden, long have 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 I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul ! for I'm the Way !" 5 Lo! glad I come; and Thou, dear Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee, as I am : Nothing but sin I Thee can give ; Yet help me, and Thy praise I'll live ! 6 I'll tell to all poor sinners round What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God !" 168 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. PRINCE. L. M. 6 lines. -Qg _ft_ _ -v^j m — 1_ :^ « -1 — 1 Lge? e 373 1 Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All, Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call ; Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place Pour down the riches of Thy grace : Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore, Oh make me love Thee more and more ! 2 Jesus, too late I Thee have sought ; How can I love Thee as I ought ? And how extol Thy matchless fame, The glorious beauty of Thy Name ? 3 Jesus, what didst Thou find in me That Thou hast dealt so lovingly ? How great the joy that Thou hast brought, So far exceeding hope or thought ! 4 Jesus, of Thee shall be my song, To Thee my heart and soul belong • All that I have or am is Thine, AndThou,blest Saviour,Thou art mine. 374 i Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue de- clare ; Oh knit my thankful heart to Thee, And reign without a rival there : Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am, Be Thou alone my constant flame ! 2 O Love, how cheering is Thy ray ! All pain before Thy presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away Where'er Thy healing beams arise : 0 Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek but Thee ! 3 In suffering be Thy love my peace ; In weakness be Thy love my power ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death, as life, be Thou my Guide, And save me, who for me hast died. 375 1 Thou hidden Source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient Love Divine, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am, if Thou art mine ; And lo, from sin, and grief, and shame, 1 hide me, Jesus, in Thy Name. 2 Thy mighty Name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above ; Comfort it brings, and power,and peace, And joy, and everlasting love ; To me, with Thy dear Name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 3 Jesus, my All in All Thou art : My rest in toil, my ease in pain, The medicine of my broken heart ; In war my peace, in loss my gain ; My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; In shame, my glory and my crown. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 169 HEBER. C. M. -1 — H 1 — 1 M _i , j v g * — g-^j. L| ^ j °—| J -| 1 1 J 'mm 376 1 The Saviour, by whose name I'm called, Will grant me strength within, To own His name before the world, And fight the fight with sin. 2 So will I sing, oh blessed be The Lord who is my Strength ! The weakest child who calls on Thee, Shall overcome at length. 3 The swift may stumble in the race, The strong in battle fail ; But they who ever seek Thy face, Shall in Thy might prevail. 4 And oh, when on each brow shall shine Thy gift, a fadeless crown, What joy to own the glory Thine, And lowly cast it down. 377 1 All that I was, my sin and guilt, My death was all my own ; All that I am, I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. 2 The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine ; The good in which I now rejoice, Is Thine, and only Thine. 3 The darkness of my former state, The bondage, all was mine ; The light of life in which I walk, The liberty, is Thine. 4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin, It taught me to believe ; Then, in believing, peace I found ; And now I live, I live ! 5 All that I am, e'en here on earth, All that I hope to be, When Jesus comes, and glory dawns, I owe it, Lord, to Thee. 378 1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast ; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind ! 3 O Hope of every contrite heart ! O Joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind Thou art ! How good to those who seek ! 4 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show ; The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou, As Thou our Prize wilt be ; Jesus, be Thou our Glory now, And through eternity ! 170 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. DOWNS. C. M. — s — i , B r -1 1 itlilg =ijF = ^ j _ E=5 « «J ^ — r-+ 2 s e ta & ——t^zz^ri — I-S 9 r S 1® * as £5 n f= 1 |3=eie ^ T ' 379 1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend His cause, Maintain the honor of His word, The glory of His cross. 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. 3 8o 1 To whom, my Saviour, shall I go, If I depart from Thee, My Guide through all this vale of woe. And more than all to me ? 2 The world reject Thy gentle reign, And pay Thy death with scorn ; Oh, they could plait Thy crown again And sharpen every thorn. 3 But I have felt Thy dying love Breathe gently through my heart, To whisper hope of joys above,- — And can we ever part ? 4 Ah ! no, with Thee I'll walk below, My journey to the grave : To whom, my Saviour, shall I go, When only Thou canst save ? 381 1 Do not I love Thee, O my Lord? Behold my heart and see, And cast each worthless idol out That dares to rival Thee. 2 Is not Thy name melodious still To my attentive ear ? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear ? 3 Do not I love Thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love ; Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 4 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock I would disdain to feed ? Hast Thou a foe before whose face I fear Thy cause to plead ? 5 Could not my heart pour forth its blood In honor of Thy Name, And challenge the cold hand of death To damp the immortal flame ? 6 Thou know'st I love Thee, dearest Lord, But oh, I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love Thee more. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 171 MAITLAND. C. M. — 1 -4 , 1 1 n 3 -_=r- ^ _____ — m ,_p _ ^ ' — m f_ — <=✓ — & — ■ — tJ i 1 2 2 ^ o S ^ - ^ • O p — r^-r — — >4— «P'j i u 1 tS>— or j :=^j zsj— : --^ ^ pz=: 1 r i • i • j — | , «jr 7 □ — ^ 1 r- ^ 1- 38+ 1 I will praise Thee every day, Now Thine anger's turned away ; Comfort now and hope arise From the bleeding Sacrifice. 2 Jesus is become at length My Salvation and my Strength ; And His praises shall prolong, While I live, my pleasant song. 3 Praise ye, then, His glorious Name, Publish His exalted fame; Still His worth your praise exceeds, Excellent are all His deeds. 4 Raise again the joyful sound, Let the nations roll it round • Zion, shout, for this is He ! God the Saviour dwells in Thee ! 385 1 King of kings, and wilt Thou deign O'er this wayward heart to reign ? Henceforth take it for Thy throne, Rule here, Lord, and rule alone. 2 Then, like heaven's angelic bands, Waiting for Thy high commands, All my powers shall wait on Thee, Captive, yet divinely free. 3 At Thy Word my will shall bow, Judgment, reason, bending low ; Hope, desire, and every thought, Into glad obedience brought. 4 Zeal shall haste on eager wing Hourly some new gift to bring ; Wisdom, humbly casting down At Thy feet her golden crown. 5 Tuned by Thee in sweet accord, All shall sing their gracious Lord, Love, the leader of the choir, Breathing round her seraph fire. 386 1 When on Sinai's top I see God descend in majesty, To proclaim His holy law, All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too transporting light Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 3 When on Calvary I rest, God in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would forever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away ; Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary. DOXOLOGY. Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 173 OLIVET. 6s &. 48. J . -i N ~^. -t— t 1— :=l 3— S-!-S-i=^;= — i i ir h r n p r r ? — g-F- ^ | ■■ 1 -J— j jj- _ __ | . p- — « „ :{fcs=*_|K_:_ f g 387 1 My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour Divine ! Now hear me while I pray, Take all my guilt away, Oh let me from this day Be wholly Thine. 2 May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; As Thou hast died for me, Oh may my love to Thee, Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll, Blest Saviour, then, in love, Fear and distrust remove ; Oh bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. 388 1 Come, Holy Ghost, in love, Shed on us from above Thine own bright ray : Divinely good Thou art ; Thy sacred gifts impart To gladden each sad heart : Oh, come to-day. 2 Come, tenderest Friend, and best, Our most delightful Guest, With soothing power: Rest, which the weary know, Shade, 'mid the noontide glow, Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow, Cheer us, this hour. 3 Come, Light serene and still, Our inmost bosoms fill, Dwell in each breast : We know no dawn but Thine; Send forth Thy beams divine On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest ! 4 Come, all the faithful bless ; Let all who Christ confess, His praise employ; Give virtue's rich reward ; Victorious death accord, And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy. 174 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. AHIRA. S. M. N 1 N 1 - : 5 ^ N N S-, _., ... It . S : m g^>ftf—i, — ^ ^ — * -m * 0 N — -5-^=3 — i — r y £— JgL_ s— * ** & 389 1 Dear Saviour, we are Thine, By everlasting bands ; Our names, our hearts, we would resign, Our souls, into Thy hands. 2 To Thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh let them ne'er prevail ! 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to Thee, our Head ; Shall form in us Thine image bright, That we Thy paths may tread. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay ; But love shall keep us near Thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear? If He in heaven has fixed His throne, He'll fix His members there. 39° 1 Our Heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near ; With both our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs ; He pardons every day ; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. 3 How large His bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with His blood ! 4 Jesus, our Living Head, We bless Thy faithful care ; Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ! Here wait, my warmest love ! Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. 39 1 1 Jesus, I live to Thee, The loveliest and best ; My life in Thee, Thy life in me, In Thy blest love I rest. 2 Jesus, I die to Thee, Whenever death shall come ; To die in Thee is life to me In my eternal home. 3 Whether to live or die, I know not which is best ; To live in Thee is bliss to me, To die is endless rest. 4 Living or dying, Lord, I ask but to be Thine ; My life in Thee, Thy life in me, Makes heaven forever mine. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 175 BALCLUTHA. L M. - i , 4 M — 1 1 *3> -.1 -1 — | ^ <=5 ^ — G 1 1 1 '^" r TP" r H i h £=J 1 -fl 1 • 1 - r 1 -4 n ■g" Si ri b- — 3--^ — - — ^ ^ — - ^ "-r J -=5 1 — ^ - 392 1 Here, at Thy cross, my dying God, I lay my soul beneath Thy love, Beneath the droppings of Thy blood, Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove. 2 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; Resolved, for that's my last defence, If I must perish, here to die. 3 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. 4 Yes, I'm secure beneath Thy blood, And all my foes shall lose their aim : Hosanna to my dying God, And my best honors to His name ! 393 1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare ■ Oh knit my thankful heart to Thee, And reign without a rival there. 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ! All pain before its presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, Where'er its- healing beams arise. 3 Oh let Thy love my soul inflame, And to Thy service sweetly bind ; Transfuse it through my inmost frame, And mould me wholly to Thy mind. 4 Thy love in suffering be my peace ; Thy love in weakness make me strong ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Thy love shall be my heaven and song. 394 1 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, My Refuge, my Almighty Friend, And can my soul from Thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend ? 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford ? 3 Eternal life Thy words impart ; On these my fainting spirit lives ; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Thy Name my inmost powers adore ; Thou art my Life, my Joy, my Care ; Depart from Thee ! 'tis death, 'tis more ; 'T is endless ruin, deep despair ! 5 Low at Thy feet my soul would lie ; Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath Thine eye, For life, eternal life, is Thine. 176 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. MARTYN. 7 s. Double. i — 1 — 1 1 -l—i -t «- ^ ^ -g- f - 3 i i »— m ■ -, 4 S- — ^—3—^ — s- — =1 =1— P -7-3— 1 From the first dawning light, Till the dark evening rise, For Thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever longing eyes. 2 Remember all Thy grace, And lead me in Thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 3 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn His ways ; And every humble sinner find The methods of His grace. 4 For His own goodness' sake, He saves my soul from shame ; He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer's name. 398 Psalm 55. 1 Let sinners take their course, And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address His throne When morning brings the light ; I seek His blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath Thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust Thy Name, Nor learn to do Thy will. 5 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I'll cast my burden on His arm, And rest upon His word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of His love ; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. 178 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. STATE STREET. S. M. ^feN-J-p^ — =f — £pz£— * zzm s £ \ <&^— rf- ^ * f q— prr3 =n— d— pzN S Ezg_B_S a , * — H 2 it- - tz^j =?h < « ^ — 1 1 ' — *> - r- F^§ — n 5— F ^P-J— t Ms £ £ H i — |- c > • > i. i Ah—,* J d-zzzzzjzzzpzz ...c-j _ il ,_ > „ 1 J zft zj : 2 tz_ I = = Et=-B_^E *ee^-_J d-Tz^-zae (M» b j z~ L i 8 * H=B b=S s * . 1 — £ _r a - -s ^wfr ^ , : — i r b — 1 — F * 1 — c 1 * 1 ^ — j ^5 399 1 Jesus, my Strength, my Hope, On Thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know Thou hear'st my prayer. 2 Give me on Thee to wait, Till I can all things do ; On Thee, Almighty to create, Almighty to renew. 3 I want a sober mind, A self-renouncing will, That tramples down and casts behind The baits of pleasing ill : 4 A soul inured to pain, To hardship, grief, and loss, Bold to take up, firm to sustain, The consecrated cross. 5 I want a godly fear, A quick-discerning eye, That looks to Thee when sin is near, And sees the tempter fly: 6 A spirit still prepared, And armed with jealous care, Forever standing on its guard, And watching unto prayer. 4OO 1 I want a heart to pray, To pray and never cease, Never to murmur at Thy stay, Or wish my sufferings less. 2 This blessing above all, Always to pray I want, Out of the deep on Thee to call, And never, never faint. 3 I rest upon Thy word, The promise is for me ; My succor and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from Thee ; 4 But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till Thou my patient spirit guide Into Thy perfect love. 4O I Psalm 25. 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord \ I love to plead His promises, And rest upon His word. 2 Turn, turn Thee to my soul, Bring Thy salvation near ! When will Thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare ? 3 Oh keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame ! For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's Name. 4 With humble faith I wait To see Thy face again ; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 179 MORNINGTON. S. M. n-^-n 1 1 =J— c-T3 ■ i i J ^ ^-i— \ '— -l-i j I — I n r i i i _^ H — i 1— ^ ■ P= T — ~i r 402 1 Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our God ; The secret of the Lord is theirs, Their soul is Christ's abode. 2 Still to the lowly soul He doth Himself impart ; And for His temple and His throne Chooseth the pure in heart. 3 Lord, we Thy presence seek, May ours this blessing be ; Oh give the pure and lowly heart, A temple meet for Thee ! 403 1 Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee ! 2 To scorn the senses' sway, While still to Thee I tend; In all I do, be Thou the Way, In all, be Thou the End ! 3 All may of Thee partake ; Nothing so small can be But draws, when acted for Thy sake, Greatness and worth from Thee. 4 If done to obey Thy laws, Even servile labors shine; Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, The meanest work, divine. 1 Here I can firmly rest ; I dare to boast of this, That God, the highest and the best, My Friend and Father is. 2 From dangerous snares He saves : Where'er He bids me go He checks the storms and calms the waves, Nor lets aught work me woe. 3 At cost of all I have, At cost of life and limb, I cling to God, who yet shall save ; I will not turn from Him. 4 The world may fail and flee ; Thou, God, my Father art; [Thee Not fire, nor sword, nor plague, from My trusting soul shall part. 5 No joys that angels know, No throne or wide-spread fame, No love or loss, no fear or woe, No grief of heart or shame : 6 Man cannot aught conceive Of pleasure or of harm, That e'er shall tempt my soul to leave Her refuge in Thine arm. DOXOLOGY. To the eternal Three, In will and essence One ; To Father, Son, and~ Spirit be Coequal honors done. 130 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. WEBB. 7 s & 6s. -PN—I 1- -1 I— I i~ i — FT-t 1 — Srf—f- 405 1 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross ! Lift high His royal banner, It must not surfer loss : From victory unto victory His army shall He lead, Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus ! The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict, In this His glorious day : "Ye that are men, now serve Him" Against unnumbered foes ; Your courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus ! Stand in His strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armor, And watching unto prayer, Where duty calls or danger, Be never wanting there. 4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song : To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally. 406 1 In heavenly love abiding, No change my heart shall fear, And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here : The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid, But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed ? 2 Wherever He may guide me, No want shall turn me back ; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack : His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim, He knows the way He taketh, And I will walk with Him. 3 Green pastures are before me Which yet I have not seen ; Bright skies will soon be o'er me, Where darkest clouds have been : My hope I cannot measure, My path to life is free ; My Saviour has my treasure, And He will walk with me. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 181 LABAN. S. M. _ gj — i — * — : =^ J gj.i_S_L:S K2 «e -I— ^1 407 1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armor on, Strong in the strength which God sup- plies Through His eternal Son. 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts And in His mighty power, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand then in His great might, With all His strength endued, And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God : 4 That, having all things done, And all your conflicts past, You may o'ercome through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. 5 From strength to strength go on ; Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day. 6 Still let the Spirit cry In all His soldiers, " Come I" Till Christ the Lord descends from high, And takes the conquerer home. 408 1 My soul, be on thy guard ! Ten thousand foes arise, And hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 Oh watch, and fight, and pray ; The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor once at ease sit down ; Thine arduous work will not be done Till Thou receive thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ! He'll take thee at thy parting breath To His divine abode. 409 1 My soul, weigh not thy life Against thy heavenly crown • Nor suffer Satan's deadliest strife To beat thy courage down. 2 With prayer and crying strong, Hold on the fearful fight, And let the breaking day prolong The wrestling of the night. 3 The battle soon will yield If thou thy part fulfil ; For strong as is the hostile shield, Thy sword is stronger still. 4 Thine armor is divine, Thy feet with victory shod ; And on thy head shall quickly shine The diadem of God. 182 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. MENDON. L M. 410 1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when He rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the heavenly gate ; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 411 1 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! Let every trembling thought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on ! 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God That feeds the strength of every saint : 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new, and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From Thee, the overflowing Spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to Thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. 412 1 Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes 1 See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host : Awake, my soul, or thou art lost ! 2 See where rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires and lusts engage ; The meanest foe of all the train, Has thousands and ten thousands slain. 3 Thou tread'st upon enchanted ground ; Perils and snares beset thee round ; Beware of all, guard every part, But most, the traitor in thy heart. 4 Come, then, my soul, now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield ; Put on the armor from above, Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 5 The terror and the charm repel, The powers of earth, and powers of hell; The Man of Calvary triumphed here ; Why should His faithful followers fear ? THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 183 CHRISTMAS. C. M. (J. -P- 413 1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 Tis God's all animating voice, That calls thee from on high ; Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, Have I my race begun ; And crowned with victory, at Thy feet I'll lay my honors down. 414 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb ? And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name ? 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. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer though they die • They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all Thine armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. +15 1 In all my Lord's appointed ways, My journey I'll pursue ; Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, For I must go with you. 2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where He goes ; Hinder me not ! shall be my cry, Though earth and hell oppose. 3 Through duty and through trials too, I'll go at His command ; Hinder me not, for I am bound To my ImmanuePs land. 4 And when my Saviour calls me homev Still this my cry shall be, Hinder me not ! come, welcome death Jl I'll gladly go with thee ! 134 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. GREENLAND. 8s &. 6s. -1 si _i. _J — 1 — £-z-^z— g~ g=]z:g— -p- 1 ^ 1 ^ ^ " 62. -62. .62 ■ r 62. ^ 4= ==b==£ ^3zz?z=Ezl 1 r r r 1 ( — d 0 JL -I — ! 1- -3* Si -62- 3= 1 — ^ — Si n • _| _! r gzzzzzgzzzzz^zzz: p^'— ~gz— p xzzzzrzz fzzz I — q-e? — s= — £F — ^ — : 1 1 i \ x i i A ] zzzzzzzgzzzzz^ — -I — ! 1 ! . — 1 1 1 1 — lz=gl— f- f — g- -S2Z— zg Z^^— g — *H 1 hs - ^ -62. Jij. ' L_ 1 1 i= fe- J=- S t t I" 416 1 The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in His train ? Who best can drink His cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears His cross below, He follows in His train. a The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save : Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong : Who follows in his train ? .3 A glorious band, the chosen few On whom the Spirit came, Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame : They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane ; They bowed their necks the death to feel: Who follows in their train ? 4 A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed : They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 185 WARDWELL 7 s &. 5 s. fe-f -m- - -us- -a- -<*- -t^~- . 49 ff ? c — % -e>-- — , v tr t= » f : rr s %m — « ^-7T a2 L-rfls"- L_ 1 t L fas 1 \- ^ -K_B» ^ SHSn -.' - «* -* — "f-^F— t=i = t±: — —i- ■•■n-T~r- tJ -fs?* ^ - -Sr a - . S?-r . 1 7^l> * n gj_fc_£_j l |g .._^_ )g ,— jg J-, p— r— r H r r J -._-<=>- » • ~ — -I*" _ ii 1 417 1 Heirs of an immortal crown, Heed not every foeman's frown, Tread the powers of darkness down, Through Jehovah's might : Though they oft in wrath arise, Like the tempest of the skies, He can fill them with surprise, From His heavenly height. 2 Jesus calls you from His throne ! On, ye faithful soldiers, on, Till the victory be won Over all your foes ! Well can He their madness quell, For their hateful kingdom fell, Vanquished were the powers of hell, When from death He rose. 3 Thou, O Christ, our Leader art ! Strengthen every fainting heart, Quench Thou every fiery dart, By Thy power divine : Be Thy cross our banner high, Be Thy name our battle-cry, Till we shout through earth and sky, Victory is Thine j 418 1 Saints for whom the Saviour bled, In your Captain's footsteps tread j Follow Jesus, and be led On to victory ! See your foemen take the ground ; While the signal trumpets sound, Hear His accents pour around Cheering melody. 2 Christian soldier, on with me ! Soon your enemies must flee ; Your reward before you see Sparkling from on high ! Boldly take the glorious field ; You may fall, but must not yield ; You shall write upon your shield Victory, though you die ! 3 By the ransom which He gave, By His triumph o'er the grave, Trust His mighty power to save ; Firm and faithful be : And when death's dark hour is nigh, When the tear-drop dims the eye, You shall, in the parting sigh, Grasp the victory. 136 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. LUTZEN. C. P. M. >-n -m 9 & g> 1— {* • J r 'i r -m — 0 — a ill! 11 =»— r— ^ i 1 < f= — 3 =j* — | — i . 0 3 -| — t — i — tea— 1 i n -1 : , ft i % ' ' 1 i :*-==— =3FHFS--3E * r7 r (? e ^ 3 ; * — ?5 i i * i 419 1 Fear not, 0 little flock, the foe r » r * - 1 1 Who madly seeks your overthrow ; Dread not his rage and power ; What though your courage sometimes faints! This seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour. 2 Fear not ! be strong ! your cause belongs To Him who can avenge your wrongs ; Leave all to Him, your Lord ; Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, Salvation shall for you 1 "ise ; He girdeth on His sword. 3 As sure as God's own promise stands, Not earth, nor hell, with all their bands, Against us shall prevail : The Lord shall mock them from His throne ; God is with us, we are His own; Our victory cannot fail. 4 Amen ! Lord Jesus, grant our prayer ; Great Captain ! now Thine arm make bare, Thy church with strength defend: So shall all saints and martyrs raise A joyful chorus to Thy praise Through ages without end I THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 187 SCHELL IOS, IIS :fe:_z:ifl»3:«: j» f -g- g- ,. f- .Tg r — i — t— *t- r 420 1 Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest ; Watch for day, Christian, when night is longest : Onward and onward still be thine endeavor ; The rest that remaineth, endureth forever. 2 Fight the fight, Christian ; Jesus is o'er thee ; Run the race, Christian ; heaven is before thee : He who hath promised faltereth never ; Oh trust in the love that endureth forever. 3 Lift the eye, Christian, just as it closeth ; Raise the heart, Christian, ere it reposeth : Nothing thy soul from the Saviour shall sever ; Soon shalt thou mount upward to praise Him forever. 4.2 I Psalm 42. 1 Floods swell around me — angry, appalling ! Billows go o'er me, deep to deep calling ! Helpless, dejected, o'erwhelmed, broken-hearted — O God of my life, is thy mercy departed ? 2 Faith is o'erclouded, courage is failing, Hope dies within me, doubts are prevailing, Conscience upbraids me, and Satan accuses, While Jesus the tokens of favor refuses. 3 Oh, by Thy fasting and bitter temptation ! Oh, by Thy passion, the price of salvation ! Mighty Redeemer, of help the sole Giver, Now hasten, oh hasten, my soul to deliver ! 4 Glory to God ! He regardeth my crying ; Life hath He sent to the soul sick and dying ; Hope once again in my bosom is springing ; AH praise to Jehovah, with gladness and singing ! 188 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. SICILIAN HYMN. 8s &. 7 s. Or 8s, 7 s & 4 s. 422 1 Guide me, 0 Thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open now the crystal fountain Whence the healing streams do flow ; Let the fiery cloudy pillar, Lead me all my journey through ; Strong Deliverer ! Be Thou still my Strength and Shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Death of death, and hell's Destruc- tion, Land me safe on Canaan's side ; Songs of praises I will ever give to Thee. DOXOLOGY. Great Jehovah, we adore Thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne ; Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One ! +23 1 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us Through this gloomy vale of tears ; Through the changes Thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears. 2 When temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let Thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in Thy perfect way. 3 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. 4 When this mortal life is ended, Bid us in Thine arms to rest, Till, by angel-bands attended, We awake among the blest. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above, Author of the new creation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the One Jehovah give. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 189 424 1 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on ; The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on ; Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on ; I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on : I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years ! 3 So long Thy Power has blest me, sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone ; And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile ! 190 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. GOSHEN. lis. 4-2 5 Psalm 23. 1 The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know ; I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest ; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since Thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay ; No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ; With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head • Oh what shall I ask of Thy providence more ? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above ; I seek — by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn — Thy kingdom of love. 426 1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way ; The Lord is our Leader, His word is our stay ; Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial be near, The Lord is our Refuge, and whom can we fear ? 2 He raiseth the fallen, He cheereth the faint ; The weak and oppressed, He will hear their complaint ; The way may be weary, and thorny the road, But how can we falter ? our help is in God. 3 And to His green pastures our footsteps He leads ; His flock in the desert how kindly He feeds ! The lambs in His bosom He tenderly bears, And brings back the wanderers all safe from the snares. 4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our Light ; Though storms rage around us, our God is our Might ; So faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come ; The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is our home. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 191 CASTA LI A. 5 s & 8s -j— j — n— _H 1 r-T^r—. jj — -s — B-^ — f— — i- -■<■=> 1 £>— dE£- I 1 - 1 =! - — 1 1 n -I I-r -=1 -=\ *=i sH- si si 2- p 1-& & |-& |S»-H- 1 1 ■ J -r i "-i 1 J I 1 — n— I J —4 — , — I J ™ „ P . w gsj 0, ^ U p. 0 _ i r •» .ru r -- f3 >3 k5 5 Ua I— [ ' •—,= pg- ..^ _ ' tr 427 1 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won ; And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless : Guide us by Thy hand To our Fatherland. 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us ; For, through many a foe, To our home we go. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief, When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring ; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. 4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won ; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our Fatherland. 428 1 Jesus, who can be Once compared with Thee ! Source of rest and consolation, Life, and light, and full salvation j Son of God, with Thee None compared can be ! 2 Thou hast died for me, From all misery And distress me to deliver, And from death to save forever ; I am by Thy blood Reconciled to God. 3 Grant me steadiness, Lord, to run my race, Following Thee with love most tender, So that Satan may not hinder Me by craft or force ; Further Thou my course. 4 When I hence depart, Strengthen Thou my heart ; Where Thou art, O Lord, convey me; In Thy righteousness array me, That at Thy right hand Joyful I may stand. 192 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. OLMUTZ. S. M. Ml m I I 1 1 r 429 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of love divine 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 will to the end Stronger and brighter shine ; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quench the spark divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon His name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and fears Subside at His control ; His loving-kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O God, That stays himself on Thee ; Who wait for Thy salvation, Lord, Shall Thy salvation see. 4-3° 1 Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way : Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Still heavy is thy heart ? Still sink thy spirits down ? Cast off the weight, let fear depart, And every care be gone. 4 What, though thou rulest not, Yet heaven and earth -and hell Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well ! 5 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully He the work hath wrought That caused thy needless fear. 43 1 1 Heirs of unending life, While yet we sojourn here, Oh let us our salvation work With trembling and with fear. 2 God will support our hearts With might before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all His own. 3 '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 ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 193 SOLITUDE. 43 2 1 Lord, forever at Thy side Let my place and portion be ; Strip me of the robe of pride, Clothe me with humility. 2 Meekly may my soul receive All Thy Spirit hath revealed ; Thou hast spoken, I believe Though the prophecy were sealed. 3 Quiet as a weaned child, Weaned from the mother's breast, By no subtlety beguiled, On Thy faithful word I rest. 4 Saints, rejoicing evermore, In the Lord Jehovah trust ; Him in all His ways adore, Wise, and wonderful, and just. +33 1 Heavenly Father, to whose eye Future things unfolded lie, Through the desert where I stray, Let Thy counsels guide my way. 2 Lord, uphold me day by day, Shed a light upon my way, Guide me through perplexing snares, Care for me in all my cares. 3 All I ask for is — enough ; Only, when the way is rough, Let Thy rod and staff impart Strength and courage to my heart. 4 Should Thy wisdom, Lord, decree Trials long and sharp for me, Pain or sorrow, care or shame, Father, glorify Thy Name ! 5 Let me neither faint nor fear, Feeling still that Thou art near ; In the course my Saviour trod, Tending still to Thee, my God. 434 1 Christ, of all my hopes the Ground, Christ, the Spring of all my joy, Still in Thee let me be found, Still for Thee my powers employ. 2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, Freely from Thy fulness give ; Till I close my earthly race, Be it " Christ for me to live." 3 When I touch the blessed shore, Back the closing waves shall roll ; Death's dark stream shall never more Part from Thee my ravished soul. Thus, oh thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky ! Having known it " Christ to live," Let me know it " gain to die." DOXOLOGY. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Blessing, honor, glory be Given by all the heavenly host, And by all on earth, to Thee ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. FEDERAL STREET. L M. r -j — i — 1- ~l - ' — 1 !- -t- — (Si -a m— -s — 3- z— — r -p- -p 1 » -fe— r— ip- . -r- z — » t — ^ r - M- — 1 ll 435 1 When sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to Thee I lift mine eyes ; To Thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art Thou not mine, my Living Lord ? And can my hope, my comfort die, Fixed on Thine everlasting word, That word which built the earth and sky ? 3 If my Immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here may I build and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; Immovable the promise stands ; Not all the powers of earth or hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, O my soul, Thy trust repose ; If Jesus is forever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes, Shall break a union so divine. 436 1 Jesus, my Love, my chief Delight, For Thee I long, for Thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the business of the day. 2 When shall I see Thy smiling face, Which I through faith have often seen ? Arise, Thou Sun of Righteousness, Dispel the clouds that intervene ! 3 Thou art the glorious gift of God To sinners weary and distrest ; The first of all His gifts bestowed, And Certain pledge of all the rest. 4 Now I can say this gift is mine, I'll tread the world beneath my feet ; No more at pain or want repine, Nor envy the rich sinner's state. 5 This precious jewel let me keep, And lodge it deep within my heart ; At home, abroad, awake, asleep, It never shall from thence depart. 437 1 The billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky ; Out of the depths to Thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threatening ill, Control the waves, say, "Peace, be still !" 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea My soul still hangs her hopes on Thee ; Thy constant love, Thy faithful care Is all that saves me from despair. 4 Though tempest-tost and half a wreck, My Saviour through the floods I seek : Let neither winds nor stormy main Force back my shattered bark again ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 195 DOWNS. C. M. -i 1- 4— n— I- Zj.^ 8 Psalm 73. 1 God, my Supporter and my Hope, My Help forever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness ; Thy hand conduct me near Thy seat, To dwell before Thy face. 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'T would be no joy to me ; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but Thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint ! God is my soul's Eternal Rock, The Strength of every saint. 5 But to draw near to Thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound Thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. 43 Q Psalm 77. 1 My God, my Everlasting Hope, I live upon Thy truth ; Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth. 2 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let Thy glory shine, Whene'er Thy servant dies. 3 Then in the history of my age, When men review my days, They'll read Thy love in every page, In every line, Thy praise. ^.Zj-O Psalm n 9 . 1 Thou art my Portion, O my God ; Soon as I know Thy way, My heart makes haste to obey Thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. • 3 The testimonies of Thy grace I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from Thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to Thy commands, And trust Thy pardoning grace. 5 Now I am Thine, forever Thine, Oh save Thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my Shield, my Hiding-place | My hope is in Thy word. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from Saints on earth, And from the Angel-host. 196 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. CLEVELAND. S. M. A L i ! <£?- U 22 ,gL * - 1 — -to ' -J— — ^--S — ~ ? © — f j -A 1 1 n 1 ) n , n - ^-^i- — i-j _Z| — " * * ^ 11 si" " ^1. ^J_^_ I Psalm 31. 1 My spirit on Thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline ; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love divine. 2 In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly rest ; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count Thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform ; Safe in Thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me ; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee. 4.4.2 Psalm 6 3- 1 My God, permit my tongue This joy, to call Thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail To taste Thy love divine. 2 My thirsty, fainting soul Thy mercy does implore ; Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within Thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel Thy quickening grace. 4 Since Thou hast been my Help, To Thee my spirit flies ; And on Thy watchful providence My cheerful hope relies. 5 The shadow of Thy wings My soul in safety keeps ; I follow where my Father leads, And He supports my steps. 443 1 Jesus, my Lord, attend Thy fallen creature's cry, And show Thyself the sinner's Friend, And set me up on high. 2 From hell's oppressive power, From earth and sin release, And to Thy Father's grace restore, And to Thy perfect peace. 3 Thy blood and righteousness I make my only plea ; My present and eternal peace Are both derived from Thee. 4 Oh then impute, impart, To me Thy righteousness ; And let me taste how good Thou art, How full of truth and grace. 5 That Thou canst here forgive Grant me to testify ; And justified by faith to live, And in that faith to die. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 197 GOODALL 7s. 6 lines. ^F-k H S— r i m :_ _i 1 , 1 ^ H *l k=j — ! J i 1 ' f „ - - -f3 8 ! - :~ - "I*" 1 I ' f 1 r - - 1 U 1 11 1 ^ — f ^ a 9 — -j _an — frfr g s B » ! g — — P-— 1 L_ i 1 ....Erf 1 1 1 - P— s i — H — t E — E — E 444 t Chosen not for good in me, Wakened up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour's side, By the Spirit sanctified, Teach me, Lord, on earth to show, By my love, how much I owe. 2 Oft I walk beneath the cloud Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud ; But when fear is at the height, Jesus comes, and all is light : Blessed Jesus, bid me show Doubting saints how much I owe. 3 Oft the nights of sorrow reign, Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain ; But a night Thine anger burns, Morning comes, and joy returns : God of comforts, bid me show To Thy poor how much I owe. 445 1 Once I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed no more to move ; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was filled with love : Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in prayer and praise. 2 Little then myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's power ; Now I feel my sins anew, Now I feel the stormy hour ; Sin has put my joys to flight, Sin has turned my day to night. 3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul ; Bid my dying hopes revive ; Make my wounded spirit whole ; Far away the tempter drive ; Speak the word and set me free ; Let me live alone to Thee. 198 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. SPRING. C. M. j r=-i-K- % - H* — r -* - — S * — □ , ■ ^ r ^ 9 i ^ ^ r m a — -pz==5 1 I «-| 1 • I » ^J_/j_6 Psalm 91. 1 There is a safe and secret place Beneath the wings divine, Reserved for all the heirs of grace ; Oh be that refuge mine ! 2 The least and feeblest there may bide, Uninjured and unawed ; While thousands fall on every side, He rests secure in God. 3 The angels watch him on his way, And aid with friendly arm ; And Satan, roaring for his prey, May hate, but cannot harm. 4 He feeds in pastures large and fair, Of love and truth divine ; O child of God, O glory's heir, How rich a lot is thine ! 447 1 Oh happy soul that lives on high While men lie groveling here ! His hopes are fixed above the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no secret stings, While peace and joy combine To form a life whose holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God ; His God in secret sees : Let earth be all in arms abroad, He dwells in heavenly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world of time, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne To raise his honor here, Content and pleased to live unknown Till Christ his life appear. 448 1 O Lord, impart Thyself to me ! No other good I need : When Thou, the Son, shalt make me free, I shall be free indeed. 2 I cannot rest till in Thy blood I full redemption have ; And Thou, through whom I come to God, Canst to the utmost save. 3 From sin, — the guilt, the power, the pain, Thou wilt redeem my soul : Lord, I believe, and not in vain ; My faith shall make me whole. 4 I, too, with Thee, shall walk in white : With all Thy saints shall prove The length and depth and breadth and height Of everlasting love. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 199 STUART. 7 s &. 6s. rj_ _|v 1 1 1 - * «. » SB: t — M fc* — » — t — 1 1 r —J n -4 r -1 1 J-l -1 - n -1 - 1 N— ! -4 n -<*2- — r U l> — ? - + i I— w r i - 1 i H r~ r 1 1 1 r -i — J- 1 — -J „- £±3 1 m — * JL$_ — i — I — r i — >— !*— r- c -r ++9 1 Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises With healing in His wings : When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing, But He will bear us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe His people too: Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed ; And He who feeds the ravens, Will give His children bread. 4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither Their wonted fruit should bear, Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there : Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice ; For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. 45° 1 I know no life divided, O Lord of Life, from Thee ; In Thee is life provided For all mankind, for me : I know no death, O Jesus, Because I live in Thee ; Thy death it is which frees us From death eternally. 2 I fear no tribulation, Since, whatsoe'er it be, It makes no separation Between my Lord and me : If Thou, my God, my Teacher, Vouchsafe to be my own, Though poor, I shall be richer Than monarch on his throne. 200 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. DUKE STREET. L M. • ! 1 U- 1 - n j 1 !— r ! 1 — s> w — — m m — — ^ J r . r r ^ i ■ i i -J ^- -s> — : Z p g [= |E 460 1 I thirst, but not as once I did The vain delights of earth to share ; Thy wounds, Immanuel, all forbid That I should seek my pleasure 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 I want that grace that springs from Thee, That quickens all things where it flows, And makes a wretched thorn like me Bloom as the myrtle or the rose. 4 For sure, of all the plants that share The notice of my Father's eye, None proves less grateful to His care, Or yields Him meaner fruit than I. 461 1 Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free, What need I, that is not in Thee ? Full pardon, strength to meet the day, And peace which none can take away. 2 Doth sickness fill my heart with fear ? T is sweet to know that Thou art near; Am I with dread of justice tried ? 'Tis sweet to know that Christ hath died. 3 In life, Thy promises of aid Forbid my heart to be afraid j In death, peace gently veils the eyes ; Christ rose, and I shall surely rise. 4 O all-sufficient Saviour, be This all-sufficiency to me ; Nor pain, nor sin, nor death can harm The weakest, shielded by Thine arm. 462 1 O Love ! who gav'st Thy life for me, And won an everlasting good Through Thy sore anguish on the tree, I ever think upon Thy blood. 2 I ever thank Thy sacred wounds, Thou wounded Love, Thou Holiest ! But most when life is near its bounds, And in Thy bosom safe I rest. 3 O Love ! who unto death hast grieved For this cold heart, unworthy Thine, Whom the cold grave and death re- ceived, I thank Thee for that grief divine. 4 I give Thee thanks that Thou didst die To win eternal life for me, To bring salvation from on high ; Oh, draw me up through love to Thee. DOXOLOGY. from whom all blessings Praise God flow, Praise Him, all creatures here below, Praise Him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 205 BETHANY. 6s & 4 s. v— i — : — ,— l— *— i— 4m— !-i=-h giilg -ftf— ^ »- — I - -1- -I -n ^ ^ J_J=t=| F d-=r=ff=r^ 9- ___u -|S>-— !»- - 1 L i — H — B ~\ +63 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! Even though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to thee ! 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven ; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 5 Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 464 1 No, not despairingly Come I to Thee ; No, not distrustingly Bend I the knee ; Sin hath gone over me ; Yet is this still my plea, Jesus hath died. 2 Lord, I confess to Thee Sadly my sin ; All I am, tell I Thee ; All I have been ; Purge Thou my sin away, Wash Thou my soul this day ; Lord, make me clean. 3 Faithful and just art Thou, Forgiving all ; Loving and kind art Thou When poor ones call : Lord, let the cleansing blood, Blood of the Lamb of God, Pass o'er my soul ! 206 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. OAKSVILLE. C. M. AW- ! i ■d — — d 1 =! — - sh- ir-i!- pi si i i ^1 1 m sHI t - g=|| g : -JS — I 1 — ^» — - " 1 m ■■ j - ~t 1 H - -J — - j l 1 J ^21] i- - 'W- m — i 1 — '- 1 ~ u rn " & 1 s _ « — — _ I & i — i 1 V *— 1L I w - r i ■ — e — » t= - 1 1 465 1 My God, the Spring of all my joys, The Life of my delights, The Glory of my brightest days, And Comfort of my nights ! 2 In darkest shades if He appear, My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's sweet Morning Star, And He my Rising Sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows His heart is mine, And whispers, I am His. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, At that transporting word ; Run up with joy the shining way, To embrace my dearest Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith Should bear me conqueror through. 466 1 Oh for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free, A heart that always feels Thy blood So freely spilt for me ! 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone ! 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within ! 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of Thine ! 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above ; Write Thy new Name upon my heart, Thy new, best Name of Love. 467 1 Oh, could I find, from day to day, A nearness to my God; Then should my hours glide sweet away And lean upon His word. 2 Lord ; I desire with Thee to live Anew from day to day; In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 O Jesus, come and rule my heart, And make me wholly Thine ; That I may never more depart, Nor grieve Thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my flesh dissolves in death, My soul shall love Thee more. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 207 BETHUNE. L M. 6 lines. - £ "if S ! I i i r ^ 1-4 --) . - -1 U r —J l-p^ P~ " i i — 3^ t-g Q — &> — 1 — ^ S>. — t -s^ ^ pre? ^ p{5 1 __! ^ — |£J ^ 1 -1 -J -J-Fj 3 -i — r 468 1 1 Jesus, if still the same Thou art, If all Thy promises are sure, Set up Thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor ; To me be all Thy treasures given, The kingdom of an inward heaven. 2 Where is the blessedness bestowed On all that hunger after Thee ? I hunger now, I thirst for God, Impart Thyself, O Lord, to me ; Now satisfy with perfect peace, Now fill me with Thy righteousness. 3 Ah, Lord, if Thou art in that sigh, Then hear Thyself within me pray ; Hear in my heart Thy Spirit's cry, Mark what my laboring soul would say; Answer the deep unuttered groan, And show that Thou and I are one ! 469 1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to Thine altar's shade we fly ; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Saviour, we seek Thy shelter here ; Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray ; Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away ! 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain; Long have we sought Thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost : Low at Thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord, Thy guests away ! DOXOLOGY. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the Almighty Father's Name ; The Saviour-Son be glorified Who for lost man's redemption died ; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee. 208 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. RICH. C. M. i — i — «t 422. Jft- 47O 1 When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And 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, May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ! 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 471 1 My soul, amid this stormy world, Is like some fluttered dove, And fain would be as swift of wing To flee to Him I love. 2 The cords that bound my heart to earth Are broken by His hand ; Before His cross I found myself A stranger in the land. 3 My heart is with Him on His throne, And ill can brook delay, Each moment listening for the voice, " Rise up, and come away !" 4 May not an exile, Lord, desire His own sweet land to see ? May not a captive seek release, A prisoner, to be free ? 472 1 How happy every child of grace Who knows his sins forgiven ! This earth, he cries, is not my place ; I seek my place in heaven. 2 A country far from mortal sight, Yet oh, by faith, I see ; The land of rest, the saint's delight, The heaven prepared for me. 3 Oh, what a blessed hope is ours ! While here on earth we stay, We more than taste the heavenly powers, And ante-date that day. 4 We feel the resurrection near, Our life in Christ concealed, And with His glorious presence here Our earthen vessels filled. 5 Oh would He more of heaven bestow, And let the vessel break, And let our ransomed spirits go To grasp the God we seek : 6 In rapturous awe on Him to gaze Who bought the sight for me ; And shout and wonder at His grace Through all eternity. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 209 AMSTERDAM. 7s &. 6s J - r-J 1-1 1 ~5=-«— ra| s— pEf=i|==3 — =3- — iS- — -f— — p— — 1 .* — « ^ «? — — ; a, — gj - == t — t=t ^ — r — gf=^=^ — — f 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things Towards heaven, thy native place : Sun and moon and stars decay ; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source : So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view His glorious face, Upward tends to His abode, To rest in His embrace. 3 Fly me, riches, fly me, cares, Whilst I that coast explore ; Flattering world, with all thy snares, Solicit me no more ! Pilgrims fix not here their home ; Strangers tarry but a night ; When the last dear morn is come, They '11 rise to joyful light. 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies : Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. 210 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. HOSFORD. 8s. Double. J i , 1 .-^ — i — ^ci — i 1 1 1 — c 53 m m — & g-^-gr^ b< -t r P^rrH 1 1 1 1 1 — , -! 1 -, 1 —\ 1 ? r— U * ! ■ I ! J p -2 * «- — 1 1 1 i iii -4 — I- 8^1 _q=zsz i r -CS. — d -] -j h fl- -I — , ;- 1 ! n gizzzffzzzqzfe - 5 s- -p> « -i S 0> — - . fcS> — A ~ * -r f 2 - r fr -zz: ^ s — — b 1- — 1*=* — i — r — f H- — — t — " t , 1 — _j 1 1 — 474 1 Ye angels, who stand round the throne, And view my Immanuel's face, In rapturous songs make Him known, Tune, tune your soft harps to His praise ; He formed you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good j When others sunk down in despair, Confirmed by His power ye stood. 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at His feet, His grace and His glory display, And all His rich mercy repeat : He snatched you from hell and the grave, He ransomed from death and despair ; For you He was mighty to save, Almighty to bring you safe there. 3 Oh when will the period appear When I shall unite in your song ? I'm weary of lingering here, And I to your Saviour belong : I'm fettered and chained up in clay ; I struggle and pant to be free ; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Saviour to see. 4 I want to put on my attire Washed white in the blood of the Lamb ; I want to be one of your choir, And tune my sweet harp to His name : I want, oh I want to be there, Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder and worship with you. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 211 GASTON. 8s. Double. N. m pk N- — I s h r r=t= +75 1 To Jesus, the Crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone ; Oh bear me, ye cherubim, up And waft me away to His throne ! My Saviour whom absent I love, Whom, not having seen, I adore, Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion, and power ; 2 Dissolve Thou these bands that detain My soul from her portion in Thee ; Ah ! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free ! When that happy era begins, When arrayed in Thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more by my sins The bosom on which I recline : 3 Oh then shall the veil be removed, And round me Thy brightness be poured ; I shall meet Him whom absent I loved, I shall see Whom unseen I adored ; And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 476 1 We speak of the realms of the blest, Of that country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confest • But what must it be to be there ? 2 We speak of its pathways of gold, And its walls decked with jewels so rare, Of its wonders and pleasures untold ; But what must it be to be there ? 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials, without and within ; But what must it be to be there ? 4 Do Thou, Lord, 'midst pleasure and woe, Still for heaven our spirits prepare : And shortly, we also shall know And feel what it is to be there. 212 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. DUTY. S. M. — I §6& 22: ::S*-=: S : :tz— : -g ft* — 477 1 Behold what wondrous grace The Father hath bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 3 A hope so much divine May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 4 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down Thy Spirit like a dove To rest upon my heart. 5 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father ! cry, And Thou the kindred own. 47 8 1 Not with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord ; Yet we rejoice to hear His name, And love Him in His word. 2 On earth we want the sight Of our Redeemer's face ; Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight To dwell upon Thy grace. 3 And when we taste Thy love, Our joys divinely grow Unspeakable, like those above, And heaven begins below. 479 Psalm 137. 1 Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting I cry, " Blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest !" 2 Upon the willows long My harp had silent hung : How should I sing a cheerful song Till Thou inspire my tongue ? 3 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee ; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 4 To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road : When shall I pass the wilderness And reach the saints' abode? 5 God of my life, be near ! On Thee my hopes I cast ; Oh guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last. DOXOLOGY. To the eternal Three, In will and essence One ; To Father, Son, and Spirit be Coequal honors done. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 213 BETHUNE. L M. 6 lines. 480 1 Now I have found the ground wherein Sure my soul's anchor may remain : The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world's foundation slain ; Whose mercy shall unshaken stay When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 O Love, thou bottomless abyss ! My sins are swallow'd up in thee ; Covered is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me, While Jesus' blood through earth and skies, Mercy! free, boundless mercy! cries. 3 With faith I plunge me in this sea; Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; I look into my Saviour's breast; Away, sad doubt and anxious fear! Mercy is all that's written there. 4 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, Though strength and health and friends be gone, Though joys be withered all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn; On this my steadfast soul relies; Father, Thy mercy never dies. 214 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. ELIZABETHTOWN. C. M. 48l 1 Oh, for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord J Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and His word ! 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, O Holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, And drove Thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 482 1 Thou lovely Source of true delight Whom I unseen adore, Unveil Thy beauties to my sight, That I may love Thee more. Thy glory o'er creation shines ; But in Thy sacred word, I read in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop And sin and sorrow rise, Thy love with cheerful beams of hope My fainting breast supplies. But ah ! too soon, the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between, And I again complain. Jesus,my Lord, my Life, my Light, Oh come with blissful ray ; Break radiant through the shades night, And chase my fears away ! of 483 We seek a rest beyond the skies, In everlasting day ; [lies, Through floods and flames the passage But Jesus guards the way. The swelling flood, and raging flame, Hear and obey His word ; Then let us triumph in His name, Our Saviour is the Lord. DOXOLOGY. The Father's Name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 215 484 1 Open, Lord, my inward ear, And bid my heart rejoice; Bid my quiet spirit hear Thy comfortable voice ; Never in the whirlwind found, Or where earthquakes rock the place, Still and silent is the sound, The whisper of Thy grace. 2 From the world of sin, and noise, And hurry, I withdraw; For the small and inward voice I wait with humble awe : Silent am I now and still; Dare not in Thy presence move ; To my waiting soul reveal The secret of Thy love. 3 Thou didst undertake for me; For me to death wast sold; Wisdom in a mystery Of bleeding love unfold ; Teach the lesson of Thy cross ; Let me die, with Thee to reign ; All things let me count but loss So I may Thee regain! 216 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. AUTUMN. 8s k 7 s. Double. dfct^ 1 ^ 1 !- H S- -1 1 !- J 1, p4- - s 0 1 2 • +85 1 0 my soul, what means this sadness ? Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? Let thy grief be turned to gladness ; Bid thy restless fears begone ; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in His dear Name. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day ; And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay ; Thou shalt conquer Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee From without and from within ; Jesus saith He'll ne'er forget thee, But will save from hell and sin ; He is faithful To perform His gracious word. 4 Though distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road, His right hand shall still defend thee ; Soon He'll bring thee home to God ; Therefore praise Him, Praise the great Redeemer's name. 486 1 Full of trembling expectation, Feeling much, and fearing more, Author, God of my salvation, I Thy timely aid implore ; Suffering Son of Man, be near me, All my sufferings to sustain ; By Thy sorer griefs to cheer me, By Thy more than mortal pain. 2 Call to mind that unknown anguish, In Thy days of flesh below, When Thy troubled soul did languish Under a whole world of woe : When Thou didst our curse inherit, Groan beneath our guilty load, Burthened with a wounded spirit, Bruised by all the wrath of God. 3 By Thy most severe temptation, In that dark, satanic hour, By Thy last, mysterious passion, Screen me from the adverse power : By Thy fainting in the garden, By Thy bloody sweat, I pray, Write upon my heart the pardon, Take my sins and fears away. THE ' CHRISTIAN LIFE. 217 RAVENSCROFT. C. M. (us F -1 1 ^1 p— U _ — J— 4~J-^-— H 1 1 1 - Lfs> s> 1 h II u €^r?^= — 1 t — L_ — 1 j & & — 4.90 1 O Jesus, full of pardoning grace, More full of grace than I of guilt, Yet once again I seek Thy face, Whose precious blood for man was spilt ; Oh, freely my backslidings heal, And love the dying sinner still. 2 Now give me, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at the approach of sin ; A godly fear to me impart, Implant and root it deep within, That I may know Thy sovereign power, And never dare offend Thee more. 3 Thou knowest the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore : Oh, for Thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more ; The ruin of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer. 4 The stone to flesh again convert, The veil of sin once more remove, Drop Thy warm blood upon my heart, And melt it with Thy dying love ; This rebel heart by love subdue, And make it soft, and make it new. 491 1 Jesus, Thou knowest my sinfulness, My faults are not concealed from Thee ; A sinner, in my last distress, To Thy dear wounds I fain would flee, And never, never thence depart, Close sheltered in Thy loving heart 2 How shall I find the living way, Lost, and confused, and dark, and blind ? Ah, Lord, my soul is gone astray ! Ah, Shepherd, seek my soul, and find, And in Thine arms of mercy take, And bring the weary wanderer back 1 3 Weary and sick of sin I am ; I hate it, Lord, and yet I love ; When wilt Thou rid me of my shame ? When wilt Thou all my load remove, Destroy the fiend that lurks within, And speak the word of power, "Be clean"? DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven \ As was through ages heretofore, Is now, and shall be evermore. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 219 LANESBORO'. C. M. ^ i n l , __. 1 — 1__ — . r .JI^j T ^_l Ur-J— o-J-r-J 1 — t — I -4-r — (— i i r ^ 11 1 n 1 — f= — fr "r — i — i — ' - n — — 4.92 r Happy the souls to Jesus joined, And saved by grace alone ; Walking in all His ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The Church triumphant in Thy love, Their mighty joys we know ; They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee,in Thy glorious realm, they praise, And bow before Thy throne ; We, in the kingdom of Thy grace : The kingdoms are but. one. 4 The Holy to the Holiest leads ; From hence our spirits rise ; And He that in Thy statutes treads Shall meet Thee in the skies. 493 1 Oh for a principle within Of jealous, godly fear ! Oh for a tender dread of sin, A pain to feel it near ! 2 That I from Thee no more may part, No more Thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the loving heart, The tender conscience give. 3 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make ; Awake my soul when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 4 If to the right or left I stray, That moment, Lord, reprove ; Nor let me wander far away, Nor ever grieve Thy Love. 5 Oh may the least omission pain My well-instructed soul ; And drive me to the blood again Which makes the wounded whole. 494 1 Long hath the night of sorrow reigned ; The dawn shall bring us light ; God shall appear, and we shall rise With gladness in His sight. 2 Our hearts, if God we seek to know, Shall know Him and rejoice ; His coming like the morn shall be, Like morning songs His voice. 3 As dew upon the tender herb, Diffusing fragrance round ; As showers that usher in the spring, And cheer the thirsty ground : 4 So shall His presence bless our souls, And shed a joyful light * That hallowed morn shall chase away The sorrows of the night. DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore ; Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 220 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. SOLITUDE. 7 s. 3- r -1 A -<•» — — F- — - 1 q - fc£2_ ^2 1 1 2 , S |a_ : - P - — (S» kS> — — -1 1 1 - i r 3 r 1 — L 0 495 1 Hark ! my soul, it is the Lord ; 'T is Thy Saviour, hear His word ; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, " Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me ? 2 "I delivered thee when bound, And when wounded, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. 3 " Can a woman's tender care Cease towards the child she bare ? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be : Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me ?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love Thee, and adore : Oh for grace to love Thee more 1 496 1 When we cannot see our way, We should trust and still obey ; He who bids us forward go, Will instruct the way to know. 2 Though the sea be deep and wide, Though a passage seems denied, Fearless let us still proceed, Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 3 Though it seems the gloom of night, Though we trace no ray of light, Since the Lord Himself is there, 'Tis not meet that we should fear. 4 Night, with Him, is always bright, Where He is, there all is light ; When He calls us, why delay ? They are happy who obey. 5 Be it ours then while we're here, Him to follow without fear ; Where He calls us, there to go, What He bids us, that to do. DOXOLOGY. Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 221 HERMON. C. M. 497 1 How can I sink with such a prop As my eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spreads the heavens abroad ? 2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead ! Pardon and grace my soul receives From mine exalted Head. 3 All that I am, and all I have, Shall be forever Thine ; Whate'er my duty bids me give, My cheerful hands resign. 4 Yet if I might make some reserve, And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great, That I would give Him all. 49 8 1 Oh that the Lord would guide my ways To keep His statutes still ! Oh that my God would grant me grace To know and do His will ! 2 Order my footsteps by Thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, And keep my conscience clear. 3 My sOul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet since I've not forgot Thy way, Restore Thy wandering sheep. 4 Make me to walk in Thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God. 499 Psalm II9> 1 Behold Thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to Thy fear ; Remember and confirm Thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast Thou not sent salvation down, And promised quickening grace ? Doth not my heart address Thy throne ? And yet Thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for Thy salvation fail : Oh bear Thy servant up ; Nor let the scoffing lips prevail That dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst Thou not raise my faith, O Lord ? Then let Thy truth appear ; Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from Saints on earth, And from the Angel-host. 222 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. BARBARA. L M. 500 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, Let my religious hours alone ■ Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see ; I wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire : Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love. 3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare ; How sweet Thine entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above, Redeeming grace and dying love. 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine ! In Thee Thy Father's glories shine ; Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One That eyes have seen, or angels known. 501 1 Blest hour ! when mortal man retires To hold communion with His God, To send to Heaven his warm desires, And listen to the sacred word. 2 Blest hour ! when God himself draws nigh, Well pleased His people's voice to hear, To hush the penitential sigh, And wipe away the mourner's tear. 3 Blest hour ! for where the Lord resorts Foretastes of future bliss are given, And mortals find His earthly courts The house of God, the gate of heaven, 4 Hail, peaceful hour ! supremely blest Amid the hours of worldly care, The hour that yields the spirit rest, That sacred hour, the hour of prayer. 5 And when my hours of prayer are past, And this frail tenement decays, Then may I spend in heaven at last A never-ending hour of praise. ^02 Psalm "9- 1 Keep me from fainting in my prayers, When to Thy footstool, Lord, I come 5 My soul with God would leave her cares, And hope for mercy from the throne. 2 Kindle a flame of love and zeal, While wrestling for the grace I need ; Bring me by faith within the veil, And help me ardently to plead. 3 Known to the Lord are all my sighs ; I will not yield to unbelief, But persevere with fervent cries, Until He hear and grant relief. DOXOLOGY. 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 1 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 223 RETREAT. L M. a ' , , -p—— j . ,— n — 1 1—1 — \~, — I J 1 — „ 503 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place than all besides more sweet ; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed ? Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat ? 5 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, And sense, and sin, seem all no more ; And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 6 Oh let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold and still, This throbbing heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat ! 504 1 My God, permit me not to be A stranger to myself and Thee ; Amid a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful- of my highest Love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth. And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; One sovereign word can draw me thence ; I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; Let noise and vanity be gone ; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and there my God, I find. 505 1 Come, Gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above ; Be Thou my Guardian,Thou my Guide ; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 The light of truth to me display, And make me know and choose Thy way; Plant holy fear within my heart, That I from Thee may ne'er depart. 3 Conduct me safe, conduct me far From every sin and hurtful snare ; Lead me to God, my final Rest, In His enjoyment to be blest. 4 Lead me to Christ, the living Way, Nor let me from His pastures stray : Lead me to heaven, the seat of bliss, Where pleasure in perfection is. 224 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. STATE STREET. S. M. , - — — » - - - • (B» « - (22. • • «. «» — - ' r c ^ »< r r i i v * ■■ L ~ u — 1 — L S |t M -1 N ! ■ 1 | - 3 -1 „- m =d f- =g= - s —=£=::= Bfl — 1 s g_ r * * -» ¥ * q * =S=S= 6 tl « - " -g — t — : - L-jd 6* 1 " 506 1 Behold the throne of grace ! The promise calls me near ; There Jesus shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. 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 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and Thy love ; I ask to serve Thee here below, And reign with Thee above. 5 Teach me to live by faith ; Conform my will to Thine ; Let me victorious be in death, And then in glory shine. 507 1 The Lord who truly knows The heart of every saint, Invites us by His holy word To pray and never faint. 2 He bows His gracious ear, We never plead in vain ; Yet we must wait till He appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Though unbelief suggest W T hy should we longer wait, He bids us never give Him rest, But be importunate. 4 And shall not Jesus hear His chosen when they cry ? Yes, though He may awhile forbear, He'll help them from on high. 5 Then let us earnest be, And never faint in prayer ; He loves our importunity, And makes our cause His care. 508 1 And shall I sit alone, Oppressed with grief and fear, To God, my Father, make my moan, And He refuse to hear ? 2 If He my Father be, His pity He will show ; From cruel bondage set me free, And inward peace bestow. 3 If still He silence keep, 'T is but my faith to try ; He knows and feels whene'er I weep, And softens every sigh. 4 Then will I humbly wait, Nor once indulge despair : My sins are great, but not so great As His compassions are. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 225 BROWNING. C. M. 509 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed ; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways, While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, " Behold He prays !" 6 O Thou, by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way, The path of prayer Thyself hast trod ; Lord, teach us how to pray ! 1 Lord, teach us how to pray aright, With reverence and with fear ; Though dust and ashes in Thy sight, We may, we must draw near. 2 God of all grace, we come to Thee, With broken, contrite hearts ; Give, what Thine eye delights to see, Truth in the inward parts. 3 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay ; Courage our fainting souls to keep, And trust Thee though Thou slay. 4 Give these, and then Thy will be done ; Thus strengthened with all might, We by Thy Spirit, and Thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. 1 Thou art the Way ; to Thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 2 Thou art the Truth ; Thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life ; the rending tomb Proclaims Thy conquering arm, And those who put their trust in Thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; Grant us that Way to know, That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. 226 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. BRETBY. L M. M i- I 1, 1 :^._. S : g -^.i5 1^- 512 [ What various hindrances we meet, In coming to a mercy-seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? > Prayer makes the darkened cloud with- draw ; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, Gives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 5 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. \ Were half the breath that's vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent, Our cheerful song would oftener be, "Hear what the Lord has done for me !" 513 1 Where is my God ? does He retire Beyond the reach of humble sighs? Are these weak breathings of desire Too languid to ascend the skies ? 2 No, Lord, my breathings of desire, My weak petitions, if sincere, Are not forbidden to aspire, But reach to Thine all-gracious ear. 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye, See where the great Redeemer stands, The glorious Advocate on high, With precious incense in His hands. 4 He smiles on every humble groan, He recommends each broken prayer : Recline thy hope on Him alone Whose power and love forbid despair. ^ I ^ The Lord's Prayer. 1 Our Father, throned in heaven divine, To Thy great Name be praises paid ; Thy kingdom come, Thy glory shine, And Thy good will be still obeyed. 2 Give us our bread from day to day, And all our wants do Thou supply : With gospel truth feed us, we pray, That we may never faint, nor die. 3 Extend Thy grace, our hearts renew, Our each offence in love forgive ; Teach us divine forgiveness too, And, freed from evil, let us live. 4 For Thine 's the kingdom, and the power, And all the glory waits Thy Name ; Let every saint Thy grace adore, And sound in songs their loud Amen. DOXOLOGY. Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given ; With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Henceforth by all in earth and heaven. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE EVENING SONG. C. M.. 227 r — t— - — r~w 5*5 1 Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace, Thy bounties how complete ! How shall I count the matchless sum, How pay the mighty debt ! 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost Thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are Thine ! 3 But Thou hast brethren here below, The partners of Thy grace, And wilt confess their humble names Before Thy Father's face. 4 In them Thou mayest be clothed and fed, And visited and cheered ; And in their accents of distress My Saviour's voice is heard. 5 Thy face, with reverence and with love, I m Thy poor would see ; Oh rather let me beg my bread Than hold it back from Thee ! 5l6 1 Bright Source of everlasting love, To Thee our souls we raise, And to Thy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life With every cheering ray, Kindly restrains the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. 3 To tents of woe, to beds of pain, Thy children, Lord, repair ; And, with the gifts Thy hand bestows, Relieve the mourners there. 5*7 1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell obscure, And let our treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor. 2 Like Him, through scenes of deep distress Who bore the world's sad weight, We, in their gloomy loneliness, Would seek the desolate. 3 For Thou hast placed us side by side, In this wide world of ill ; And that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still, 4 Small are the offerings we can make ; Yet Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They lose not their reward. DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 228 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. HAYT. S. M. 518 1 Laborers of Christ, arise, And gird you for the toil ! The dew of promise from the skies Already cheers the soil. 2 Go where the sick recline. Where mourning hearts deplore ; And where the sons of sorrow pine, Dispense your hallowed store. 3 Be faith which looks above With prayer, your constant guest ; And wrap the Saviour's changeless love, A mantle round your breast. 4 So shall you share the wealth That earth may ne'er despoil, And the blest gospel's saving health Repay your arduous toil. 519 1 Thy bounties, gracious Lord, With gratitude we own ; We bless Thy providential grace Which showers its blessings down. 2 With joy the people bring Their offerings round Thy throne j With thankful souls behold we pay A tribute of Thine own. 3 Let a Redeemer's blood Diffuse its virtues wide ; Hallow and cleanse our even* gift And all our follies hide. 4 Oh may this sacrifice To Thee, the Lord, ascend, An odor of a sweet perfume, Presented by His hand. ! 520 1 Saviour, what gracious words Are ever, ever Thine ! Thy voice is music to the soul, And life and peace divine. 2 Good, everlasting good. Glad tidings, full of joy, Flow from Thy lips, the lips of truth, And flow without alloy. 3 The broken heart, the poor, The bruised, the deaf, the blind. The dumb, the dead, the captive wretch, In Thee compassion find. 4 Lord Jesus, speed the day, The promised day of grace, To all the poor, the dumb, the deaf, The dead of Adam's race. DOXOLOGY. To the eternal Three, In will and essence One j To Father, Son, and Spirit be Coequal honors done. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 229 WANDERER. L M. Double. 521 1 A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief, That I could never answer, Nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whither he went, or whence he came, Yet there was something in his eye That won my love, I knew not why. 2 Once when my scanty meal was spread He entered, not a word he spake ; Just perishing for want of bread, I gave him all ; he blessed it, brake And ate ; but gave me part again : Mine was an angel's portion then, For, while I fed with eager haste, That crust was manna to my taste. 3 I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock, his strength was gone, The heedless water mocked his thirst, He heard it, saw it hurrying on : I ran to raise the sufferer up ; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped, and returned it running o'er ; I drank, and never thirsted more. 4 'T was night ; the floods were out ; it » blew A winter hurricane aloof ; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest ; Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed. 5 Stript, wounded, beaten, nigh to death, I found him by the highway-side : I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment ; he was healed : I had myself a wound concealed ; But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6 In prison I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor's death at morn : The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him 'midst shame and scorn • My friendship's utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die ? The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But the free spirit cried, "I will." j Then in a moment to my view The Stranger darted from disguise ; The tokens in His hands I knew, My Saviour stood before mine eyes ! He spake, and my poor name He named : " Of Me thou hast not been ashamed ; These deeds shall thy memorial be ; Fear not, thou didst them unto Me." 230 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. GRATITUDE. L M. m — 1 — I — , q ^_g;=|_: (= £ - — 1 |-5— -0. * — .s_ s ~s.. ■-«= Z i 1 — _, — r |-:-g-^7-g-_ 2 S -g _fs «_ in -5 1 i ■ r 1 r? n ^1 -! i |-e> 522 1 My Gracious Lord, I own Thy right To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear Thy dictates and obey. 2 What is my being but for Thee, Its sure support, its noblest end, Thine ever-smiling face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend ! 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. 4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live, To Him who for my ransom died ; Nor could the bowers of Eden give Such bliss as blossoms at His side. 5 His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigor is no more ; And my last hour of life confess His dying love, His saving power. 523 1 Jesus, our best beloved Friend, On Thy redeeming Name we call ; Jesus, in love to us, descend, Pardon and sanctify us all. 2 Our souls and bodies we resign, To fear and follow Thy commands ; Oh take our hearts, our hearts are Thine, Accept the service of our hands. 3 Firm, faithful, watching unto prayer, Our Master's voice will we obey, Toil in the vineyard here, and bear The heat and burden of the day. 4 Yet, Lord, for us a resting-place, In heaven, at Thy right hand, prepare ; And till we see Thee face to face, Be all our conversation there. 52+ 1 Go, labor on ; spend and be spent, Thy joy to do the Father's will; It is the way the Master went, Should not the servant tread it still ? 2 Go, labor on ; 'tis not for nought, Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain, Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; The Master praises, — what are men ! 3 Go, labor on ; enough while here If He shall praise thee ; if He deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer, No toil for Him shall be in vain. 4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice ; For toil comes rest, for exile home ; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal : " Behold, I come !" THE CHRISTIAN LIFE 231 HAMBURG. L M r a^zz: c 1 t_J -l^ ^F=r- — F— 6- := F— ^-t- £ ~ § : ~s- -- "i Hi r e _ _ — i r 525 1 Oh what stupendous mercy shines Around the Majesty of heaven ! Rebels He deigns to call His sons, Their souls renewed, their sins forgiven. 2 Go, imitate the grace divine, The grace that blazes like a sun ; Hold forth your fair though feeble light ; Through all your lives let mercy run. 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings Swift fly your gifts and charity ; The hungry feed, the naked clothe, To pain and sickness health apply. 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, And be her counsellor and stay ; Adopt the fatherless, and smooth To useful, happy life, his way. 5 When all is done, renounce your deeds, Renounce self-righteousness with scorn; Thus will you glorify your God, And thus the Christian name adorn. 526 1 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, What were His works from day to day But miracles of power and grace, That spread salvation through our race? 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and Thy steps pursue ; Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 3 That man may breathe, but never lives, Who much receives but nothing gives, Whom none can love, whom none can thank, Creation's blot, creation's blank. 4 But he who marks from day to day, In generous acts his radiant way, Treads the same path his Saviour trod, The path to glory and to God. 527 1 Go, labor on while it is day ; The world's dark night is hastening on ; Speed, speed thy work, cast sloth away ; It is not thus that souls are won. 2 Men die in darkness at your side Without a hope to cheer the tomb : Take up the torch and wave it wide, The torch that lights time's thickest gloom. 3 Toil on, faint not, keep watch, and pray; Be wise the erring soul to win ; Go forth into the world's highway, Compel the wanderer to come in. ; your hands are weak, are faint, your soul cast 4 Go, labor on Your knees down ; Yet falter not, the prize you seek Is near, a kingdom and a crown ! 232 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. PEARL C. M n — ! -1 1 _ - \ ^ r-^ * H ^ ^ ^ - ::d 1 1 5—1 r r % , r 4- N ^ 2 8 Psalm 27. 1 Soon as I heard my Father say, " Ye children, seek My grace," My heart replied without delay, " I'll seek my Father's face." 2 Let not Thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away : God of my life, I fly to Thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life His care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, Had not my soul believed To see Thy grace provide relief ; Nor was my hope deceived. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. 529 1 O Lord, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, And make Thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at Thy command, Whose love forbids my fears, Or tremble at the gracious Hand That wipes away my tears ? 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to Thee, Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favor, all my journey through, Thou art engaged to grant ; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want. 530 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise, On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call Thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust ; And still my soul would cleave to Thee, Though prostrate in the dust. 5 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; Here let my soul retreat, With humble hope attend Thy will, And wait beneath Thy feet. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 233 WALKER. L M. 6 lines. 53i 1 When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark and friends are few, On Him I lean who not in vain Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, Still He who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If wounded love my bosom swell, Deceived by those I prized too well, He shall His pitying aid bestow Who felt on earth severer woe ; At once betrayed, denied, or fled, By those who shared His daily bread. 4 If vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Still He who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 5 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, — Thou, Saviour, mark'st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 6 And oh, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died ; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away. 234 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. ST. BRIDE. S. M. ] 1 1 1 | ' ' -f* — & — g — 3g- t -22 ^ u 1 L 1 — e» 1 1 1 I'll j>.b --i — H 1 — ^ ,*si __i I n — 1 =s±=|=q r-=h= 43- N-p -H — s>— - i i I u r- - r -i 1 — 1 ^ ^ 2 Psalm 55. 1 How gentle God's commands, How kind His precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust His constant care. 2 While Providence supports, Let saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears all nature up, Shall guide His children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ! Haste to your Heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find. 4 His goodness stands approved Down to the present day ; I'll drop my burden at His feet, And bear a song away. 533 1 How tender is Thy hand, O Thou beloved Lord ! Afflictions come at Thy command, And leave us at Thy word. 2 How gentle was the rod That chastened us for sin ! How soon we found a smiling God Where deep distress had been ! 3 A Father's hand we felt, A Father's heart we knew ; With tears of penitence we knelt, And found His word was true. 4 We told Him all our grief, We thought of Jesus' love ; A sense of pardon brought relief, And bade our pangs remove. 5 Now we will bless the Lord, And in His strength confide ; Forever be His name adored • For there is none beside. 5 3 4~ Psalm i3 °- 1 Out of the depths of woe, To Thee, O Lord, I cry • Darkness surrounds me, yet I know That Thou art ever nigh. 2 I cast my hopes on Thee ; Thou canst, Thou wilt forgive ; If Thou shouldst mark iniquity, Who in Thy sight could live ? 3 I wait for Thee, I wait, Confessing all my sin ! Lord, I am knocking at Thy gate, Open and take me in. 4 Glory to God above ! The waters soon will cease ; For lo ! the swift-returning Dove Brings home the pledge of peace. 5 Though storms His face obscure, And dangers threaten loud, Jehovah's covenant is sure, His bow is in the cloud. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. 235 MACKENZIE. S. M. 1. i] — i- 535 Psalm61 - 1 When, overwhelmed with grief My heart within me dies, Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 Oh lead me to the Rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of Thy wings My shelter and my shade ! 3 Within Thy presence, Lord, Forever I'll abide ; Thou art the Tower of my defence, The Refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear Thy Name ; If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. 536 Psalm In Thee, O Lord, I trust, My hope is in Thy Name ; In righteousness deliver me, Nor put my soul to shame. From heaven bow down Thine ear, My cause in mercy plead ; My Rock, my Fortress, my Defence, Vouchsafe my soul to lead. Into Thy hands, O Lord, My spirit I commend ; Thou hast redeemed me, God of truth, In death be Thou my Friend. 537 1 The Lord Himself will keep His people safe from harm ; Will hold the helm, and guide the ship, With His Almighty arm. 2 Then let the tempests roar, The billows heave and swell ; We trust to reach the peaceful shore Where all the ransomed dwell : 3 And when we gain the land, How happy shall we be ! How shall we bless the mighty hand That led us through the sea ! $ ^ 8 Psalm 23. 1 While my Redeemer's near, My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear; My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever fragrant meads Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; To Thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. DOXOLOGY. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ■ Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. 236 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. ELMENDORF. P. M. J |S L E.nding- for Hymn 539. 539 1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'ernow, When we mourn the lost, the dear, Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear : Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier : Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 6 Thou, the shame, the grief hast known ; Though the sins were not Thine own, Thou hast deigned their load to bear : Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 540 1 In the dark and cloudy day, When earth's riches flee away, And the last hope will not stay, Saviour, comfort me ! 2 When the secret idol's gone That my poor heart yearned upon, Desolate, bereft, alone, Saviour, comfort me ! 3 Thou, who wast so sorely tried, In the darkness crucified, Bid me in Thy love confide ; Saviour, comfort me ! 4 Comfort me ! I am cast down ; 'T is my Heavenly Father's frown ; I deserve it all, I own ; Saviour, comfort me ! 5 So it shall be good for me Much afflicted now to be, If Thou wilt but tenderly, Saviour, comfort me ! DOXOLOGY. Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE ST. JOHN'S, 7 s. Double. 237 i 1 L - — h — L 1 i • t i — &> -- r ■ -p-- -L^- |—F — fH 4 1- 3 "S> 2=*" J D4- i r t r ^ ^_ I Litany. 1 Saviour, when in dust to Thee Low we bend the adoring knee ; When repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; Oh, by all the pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany ! 2 By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power ; Turn, oh, turn a favoring eye, Hear our solemn litany ! 3 By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept, By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode, By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold, From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany ! 4 By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany ! 5 By Thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany ! 238 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. BEADLE. 6s &. 5 s. i T-A-r— i— 1 ! « — ej3f= r « ' li il 1 1 — r | n !_-. -r 11 — i — i r — ~ : 6S ^=q=q=^==^^ ^— A* -n- y 1 — 0-^-^ j S-^-^Es-"^--§z — ^—f. 1 1 543 1 Jesus, give Thy servants Consolation sure ; Haste Thee to us, bringing Blessings that endure. Take away our sorrows, Make us glad in heart • We are full of trouble If from Thee we part. 2 Go not Thou far from us In our time of need ■ Jesus, if Thou leave us, Mourners we indeed ; O prevent us alway, Be Thou ever near, Light when falls the darkness, Hope in times of fear. 3 Joined to Thee in meekness, Merciful, we pray, Turn our tears to gladness, Turn our night to day ; Comfort hearts that long so, With Thy Spirit's grace : Thou, to weary pilgrims, Rock and Resting-place. 1 Oh let him whose sorrow No relief can find, Trust in God and borrow Ease for heart and mind : Where the mourner weeping Sheds the secret tear, God His watch is keeping, Though none else is near. 2 God will never leave us, All our wants He knows, Feels the pains that grieve us, Sees our cares and woes : When in grief we languish, He will dry the tear, Who His children's anguish Soothes with succor near. 3 All our woe and sadness In this world below, Balance not the gladness We in Heaven shall know, When our gracious Saviour, In the realms above Crowns us with His favor, Fills us with His love. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. SPANISH HYMN. 7 s. Double. 239 Fine. 33 1 Lord, Thou art my Rock of strength, And my home is in Thine arms ; Thou wilt send me help at length, And I feel no wild alarms : Sin nor death can pierce the shield Thy defence has o'er me thrown ; Up to Thee myself I yield, And my sorrows are Thine own. 2 Yes, on Thee, my God, I rest, Letting life float calmly on ; For I know the last is best, When the crown of joy is won. In Thy might all things I bear, In Thy love find bitter sweet, And with all my grief and care Sit in patience at Thy feet. 3 Let Thy mercy's wings be spread O'er me, keep me close to Thee ; In the peace Thy love doth shed Let me dwell eternally • Be my All ; in all I do, Let me only seek Thy will ; Where the heart to Thee is true, All is peaceful, calm, and still. 545 i Does the Gospel word proclaim Rest for those that weary be ? Then, my soul, advance thy claim, Sure that promise speaks to thee ! Marks of grace I cannot show, All polluted is my best • But I weary am, I know, And the weary long for rest. 2 Burdened with a load of sin, Harassed with tormenting doubt, Hourly conflicts from within, Hourly crosses from without, All my little strength is gone, Sink I must without supply ; Sure upon the earth is none Can more weary be than I. 3 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting-place ; Thus my spirit longs to prove Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace : Tempest-tost I long have been, And the flood increases fast ; Open, Lord, and take me in, Till the storm be overpast ! DOXOLOGY. Praise our glorious King and Lord, Angels waiting on His word, Saints that walk with Him in white, Pilgrims walking in His light : Glory to the Eternal One, Glory to His Only Son, Glory to the Spirit be, Now and through eternity ! THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. HOLMAN. 8,6,8,6,8,8. -p 1 — cp p iss tL 54-^ Psalm i2r - 1 To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes, From thence expecting aid ; From Zion's hill, and Zion's God Who heaven and earth has made. 2 Thou, then, my soul, in safety rest ; Thy Guardian will not sleep ; His watchful care that Israel guards, Will thee in safety keep. 3 Sheltered beneath the Almighty's wings, Thou shalt securely rest, Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest. 4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, Thy God shall thee defend, Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage Safe to thy journey's end. 549 1 Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord ! On Thee I fix my trust, Encouraged by Thy holy word, A feeble child of dust. 2 I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea ; And 'tis enough the Saviour died, The Saviour died for me. 3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain ; 4 Ah, what could give the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me ? 5 And when Thine awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away ; 6 Then, though it be in accents weak, And faint and tremblingly, O give me strength in death to speak, " My Saviour died for me." 1 Father, to Thee my soul I lift ; My soul on Thee depends, Convinced that every perfect gift From Thee alone descends. 2 Mercy and grace are Thine alone, And power and wisdom too ; Without the Spirit of Thy Son We nothing good can do. 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought, Our good is all divine ; The praise of every virtuous thought Or righteous work is Thine. 4 From Thee, through Jesus, we receive The power on Thee to call, In whom we are, and move, and live : Our God is all in all. 242 THE CHRISTIAN LIFE NAOMI. C. M. =1= P , — i * — i — i ■— ^ 1 6*» 1 :i r :t=z= _^ — ^ — t f -i u -r I 1 Father, whate'er of earthly blis5 Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise : 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free ; The blessings of Thy grace impart, And let me live to Thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my j ourney shine, And crown my journey's end. ^2 Psalm r 3*- 1 Is there ambition in my heart ? Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part ? Lord, I appeal to Thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild ; Content, my Father, with Thy will, And quiet as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shall have a large reward ; Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faithful Lord. 553 1 Thy home is with the humble, Lord ! The simple are Thy rest ; Thy lodging is in child-like hearts ; Thou makest there Thy nest. 2 Dear Comforter ! Eternal Love ! If Thou wilt stay with me, Of lowly thoughts and simple ways I'll build a nest for Thee. 3 Who made this beating heart of mine But Thou, my Heavenly Guest ? Let no one have it, then, but Thee, And let it be Thy rest ! 554- 1 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Soft resting on Thy breast ; Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, And bid my spirit rest. 2 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm ; Let Thine outstretched wing Be like the shade of Elim's palm, Beside her desert spring. 3 Yes,keep me calm,though loud and rude The sounds my ear that greet ; Calm in the closet's solitude, Calm in the bustling street : 4 Calm in the hour of buoyant health, Calm in my hour of pain ; Calm in my poverty or wealth, Calm in my loss or gain : 5 Calm in the sufferance of wrong, Like Him who bore my shame, Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng J Who hate Thy holy Name. THE CHURCH 243 MOORE. H. M. 555 1 One sole baptismal sign, One Lord below, above, Zion, one faith is thine, One only watchword, love : From different temples though it rise, One song ascendeth to the skies. 2 Our Sacrifice is one ; One Priest before the throne, The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone ! [dead, Thou who didst raise Him from the Unite Thy people in their Head ! 3 Oh may that holy prayer His tenderest and His last, His constant, latest care Ere to His throne He passed, No longer unfulfilled remain, The world's offence, His people's stain ! 4 Head of Thy church beneath, The catholic, the true, On all her members breathe, Her broken frame renew ! Then shall Thy perfect will be done, When Christians love and live as one. 556 1 O Zion, tune thy voice, And raise thy hands on high • Tell all the earth thy joys, And boast salvation nigh : Cheerful in God, Arise and shine While rays divine Stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams that cannot fade His all-resplendent grace He pours around thy head The nations round Thy form shall view, With lustre new Divinely crowned. 3 In honor to His Name, Reflect that sacred light, And loud that grace proclaim Which makes thy darkness bright In worlds above Thy glory raise. Pursue His praise, Till sovereign love 4 There, on His holy hill, A brighter Sun shall rise, And with His radiance fill Those fairer, purer skies : While roundHis throne Ten thousand stars In nobler spheres His influence own. THE CHURCH. TIVOLI. 8s & 7s. C ^ J Psalm 87. 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for His own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord the Giver, Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near : Thus deriving from their banner Light by night and shade by clay, Safe they feed upon the manna Which He gives them when they pray. 4 Saviour, if of Zion's city I, through grace, a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in Thy Name : Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show ; Solid joys and lasting treasure None but Zion's children know. 558 1 See, from Zion f s sacred mountain Streams of living water flow ; God has opened there a fountain That supplies the world below : They are blessed Who its sovereign virtues know. 2 Through ten thousand channels flow- ing, Streams of mercy find their way, Life, and health, and joy bestowing, Waking beauty from decay : O ye nations, Hail the long-expected day ! 3 Gladdened by the flowing treasure All-enriching as it goes, Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure Buds and blossoms as the rose : Lo, the desert Sings for joy where'er it flows ! THE CHURCH. 245 PARISH. S. M. I r W i — r— i u J— C £ i i o ~~- i • I 11 ! ' "I bs ■£ 559 Psalm X37- 1 I love Thy kingdom, Lord, The house of Thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved With His own precious blood. 2 I love Thy church, O God ! ' Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye, And graven on Thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless Thy sons My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget Her welfare or her woe, Let every joy this heart forsake, And every grief o'erflow. 5 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given Till toils and cares shall end. 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 7 Jesus, Thou Friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe, Shall great deliverance bring. 8 Sure as Thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 560 Psalm 48. 1 Far as Thy name is known The world declares Thy praise ; Thy saints, O Lord, before Thy throne Their songs of honor raise. 2 With joy Thy people stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of Thy hand, And counsels of Thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view the 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. 246 THE CHURCH. ST. THOMAS. S. M. i — \ -i^_> r _! P-i- a-. I -| I J BB i^nfl*- i — 1 i \^ A- men. — — j tp - p =N — * * ^ 6 I Psabn 1 Great is the Lord our God, And let His praise be great ; He makes His churches His abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of His grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honors of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known, A Refuge in distress ; How bright hath His salvation shone Through all her palaces. 4 In every new distress We'll to His house repair ; We'll think upon His wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. Psalm 122. 1 Glad was my heart to hear My old companions say, Come, in the house of God appear, For 'tis a holy day. 2 Our willing feet shall stand Within the temple door, While young and old, in many a band Shall throng the sacred floor. 3 Thither the tribes repair Where all are wont to meet, And joyful in the house of prayer Bend at the mercy-seat. 4 Pray for Jerusalem, The city of our God ; The Lord from heaven be kind to them That love the dear abode. 5 Within these walls may peace And harmony be found ! Zion, in all thy palaces, Prosperity abound ! 6 For friends and brethren dear, Our prayer shall never cease ; Oft as they meet for worship here, God send His people peace ! 563 1 How charming is the place Where my Redeemer-God Unveils the beauties of His face, And sheds His love abroad ! 2 Here on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold Him sit And smile on all around. To Him our prayers and cries Our humble souls present ; He listens to our broken sighs, And grants us every want. Give me, O Lord, a place Within Thy blest abode, Among the children of Thy grace, The servants of my God. THE CHURCH. 247 MEAR. C. M. m ■ .1 564 Psalm 65. 1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for Thee • There shall our vows be paid : Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ; All flesh shall seek Thine aid. 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, But pardoning grace is Thine • And Thou wilt grant us power and skill To conquer every sin. 3 Blest are the men whom Thou wilt choose To bring them near Thy face ; Give them a dwelling in Thy house, To feast upon Thy grace. 4 In answering what Thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine ; And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfil Thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wondering nations see The Lord is good and just ; And distant islands fly to Thee, And make Thy name their trust. Cf6^J Psalm 122. i How did my heart rejoice to hear 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. Up to her courts, with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds His throne And sits in judgment there. He hears our praises and complaints, And while His awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! My soul shall pray for Zion still While life or breath remains ; Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, Here God my Saviour reigns. 566 1 Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints, Our humble strains attend, While with our praises and complaints Low at Thy feet we bend. 2 Come, Lord ! Thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound Thy praise^ Our hearts adore Thy name. 3 Dear Saviour, let Thy glory shine And fill Thy dwellings here, Till life and love and joy divine A heaven on earth appear. 248 THE CHURCH. DALSTON. S. P. M. 3=y i-d-^-d-H^J-J-d-d^-™^ — n — a ? 3 s £ 1 -J-r«— * ±2 — ir — 1 ' ■ 1 -4-r-l 1 v, a . - 1 — 1 I - -j ] — tz_ iz_t^ — pzJz^nzU I , 1 1 I 1=3= * • 1 1 J J_e -p- — . 0 — 0 — v — — 1 tt ' r— r r r ' ! » n 1 1 r— 507 Psalm 122 - 1 How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, "Come, let us seek our God to-day !" Yes, with a cheerful zeal We'll haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round: In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 Here David's greater Son Has fixed His royal throne ; He sits for grace and judgment here : He bids the saint be glad, He makes the sinner sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait To bless the soul of every guest : The man who seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase — ■ A thousand blessings on him rest ! 15 My tongue repeats her vows, "Peace to this sacred house!" For here my friends and kindred dwell ; And since my glorious God Makes thee His blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. 568 1 Tis heaven begun below To hear Christ's praises flow In Zion where His Name is known : What will it be above To sing redeeming love, And cast our crowns before His throne ! 2 Oh, what sweet company We then shall hear and see ! What harmony will there abound, When souls unnumbered sing The praise of Zion's King, Nor one dissenting voice is found ! 3 With everlasting joy, Such as will never cloy, We shall be filled, nor wish for more ; Bright as meridian day, Calm as the evening ray, Full as a sea without a shore. 4 Till that blest period come, Zion shall be my home ; And may I never thence remove Till from the church below To heaven at once I go, And there commune in perfect love ! THE CHURCH. 249 BARBARA. L M. 1 m m cj \ , 1 m -m- #4-1. ^ s=L J. . m -I ! _4- ^6 (J Psalm 84. 1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, Thy dwellings are ! With long desire my spirit faints To meet the 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 who sit on high Around Thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of Thy grace ; There they behold Thy gentler rays, And seek Thy face and learn Thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their Strength, and thro' the road They lean upon their Helper, God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length ■ Till all before Thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. §JO Psalm 92. 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing, To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truth at night 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal care shall seize my breast ; Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like DaVid's harp of solemn sound ! 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And blessHis works,and blessHis word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep Thy counsels, how divine ! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish till Thy breath Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart; And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Sin, my worst enemy before, Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear,' and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 250 THE CHURCH. OLD HUNDRED. L M. fee -H 1 ,— , - ^ — -— £2 -f=2- 42. ! — 1— — — - m tp p- H 1 1 r Psalm 84. 1 Great God, attend while Zion sings The joy that from Thy presence springs : To spend one day with Thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within Thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leaveThy door. 3 God is our Sun, He makes our day ; God is our Shield, He guards our way From all the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at Thy presence flee ; Blest is the man that trusts in Thee ! "J 2 Psalm 95. 1 Oh come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King ! For we our voices high should raise When our salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into His presence let us haste To thank Him for His favors past ; To Him address in joyful songs The praise that to His Name belongs. 3 Oh let us to His courts repair, And bow with adoration there ; With humble souls adore His grace, And kneel before our Maker's face. ^) 7 3 Psalm 100. 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; ServeHim with cheerful heart and voice; With all your tongues His glory sing. 2 The Lord is God ; 'tis He alone Doth life, and breath, and being give ; We are His work and not our own, The sheep that on His pastures live. 3 Enter His gates with songs of joy, With praises to His courts repair, And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind ; Great is His grace, His mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 574 Psalm u 7 . 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be suns: Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends Thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. THE CHURCH. 251 ELIZABETH. H. -2rb: r-^r-— M. =d : -=l ^ 1 -m — . r F . — i -* a ^ jr^zr — m — a- -\m — — s -f- g F= \- & — S- 1 n r- r -1 J — ^ — w J ! 1 , n - 1 — r- t =^ ,_^__q raj— : . ~=g -I; "5 " 1 — ,»i *» * " v ■ * r f=- :_pSL_ I* -(?—- it — : 1 * — s_ 1 mm -J 1 1- -t f== 1 1 i 1 i I 1 r i z» 4 m — sr — ■ - — U— :rn m~— \ ■f- - N — [ — =g §lp £ F A - men. 575 i Christ is our Corner-stone, On Him alone we build ; With His true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled On His great love Our hopes we place Of present grace, And joys above. 2 Oh then with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring ; Our voices we will raise The Three in One to sing ; And thus proclaim In joyful song, Both loud and long, That glorious Name. 3 Here, gracious God, do Thou Forevermore draw nigh ; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh ; In copious shower On all who pray Each holy day Thy blessings pour ! 4 Here may we gain from Heaven The grace which we implore ; And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore, Until that day When all the blest To endless rest Are called away ! 576 1 O Thou that hearest prayer, Attend our humble cry, And let Thy servants share Thy blessing from on high ! We plead the promise of Thy word, Grant us Thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry, If they, with love sincere, Their children's wants supply, Much more wilt Thou Thy love display, And answer when Thy children pray. 3 Our Heavenly Father, Thou ; We, children of Thy grace ; Oh let Thy Spirit now Descend and fill the place ; That all may feel the heavenly flame, And all unite to praise Thy name. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father's throne, Perpetual honors raise, Glory to God the Son, And to the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. ^ y y Psalm 67. 1 God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of Thy face ; Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, Fill Thy church with light divine, And Thy saving health extend To the earth's remotest end. 2 Let the people praise thee, Lord, Be by all that live adored ; Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King ; At Thy feet their tribute pay, And Thy holy will obey. 3 Let the people praise thee, Lord ; Earth shall then her fruits afford, God to man His blessing give, Man to God devoted live ; All below, and all above, One in joy and light and love. 578 1 Dust and ashes, sin and guilt — Christ, for me Thy Blood was spilt ! Cleanse Thou me from guilt and sin, Make me pure without, within ; Soul and body, at Thy word, Be to saving health restored. 2 Flesh and blood, this mortal frame, Thou wert pleased to wear the same ; Though Thy nature was divine, Thou didst condescend to mine : Let me for Thy mercy's sake, Thy Divinity partake. 3 From the ruins of the fall Me to grace and glory call ; Me, O Lord my Righteousness, With Thine image re-impress : Thou didst stoop to earth for me ; Raise me up to heaven with Thee, Psalm 131. 1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart ; Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child, From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive ; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave : 'T is enough that Thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear ? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he 's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone, — Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. THE LORD'S DAY 253 LANESBORO'. 4 C. M. eJIEiiilll -r-r mm life J. 4. 5 8 O Psalm 63. 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek Thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away Without Thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I've seen Thy glory and Thy power Through all Thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As Thy forgiving love. 5 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. ^8l Psalm 118. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours His own ; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day He rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints His triumphs spread, And all His wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son ! Help us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from Thy throne ! 4 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ! The highest heavens in which He reigns, Shall give Him nobler praise. ^82 Psalm 5. 1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye : 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all His saints, Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 4 But to Thy house will I resort To taste Thy mercies there ; I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy fear. 5 Oh may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face. 254 THE LORD'S DAY. SABBATH. 7 s. 6 lines. — P fv- r— 1 £ N J> m . & * • <» * * : ' : * at «- ^ S : « «. . 1 i» P — w— 1 2 wflt . .m. a. m. r- * I* p • . — $J 583 1 Safely through another week God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in His courts to-day \ Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we pray for pardoning grace Through the dear Redeemer's Name Show Thy reconciled face, Take away our sin and shame \ From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in Thee. 3 Here we come Thy Name to praise ; Let us feel Thy presence near ■ May Thy glory meet our eyes While we in Thy house appear : Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May Thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints j Make the fruits of grace abound ■ Bring relief for all complaints : Thus let all our Sabbaths prove Till we rest in Thee above. 1584- : 1 Light of life, seraphic Fire ; Love divine, Thyself impart : Every fainting soul inspire ; Shine in every drooping heart. 2 Every mournful sinner cheer, Scatter all our guilty gloom • Son of God, appear, appear ! To Thy human temples come ! 3 Come, in this accepted hour, Bring Thy heavenly kingdom in y Fill us with the glorious power, Rooting out the seeds of sin. I 4 Nothing more can we require, We will covet nothing less : Be Thou all our heart's desire, All our joy, and all our peace ! DOXOLOGY. Praise the Name of God most high, Praise Him, all below the sky, Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! As through countless ages past, Evermore His praise shall last. THE LORD'S DAY. 255 HINCHMAN. 7,8,7,8,7,7. m m — -w- i 1 585 1 Light of Light, enlighten me ! Now anew the day is dawning ; Sun of grace, the shadows flee, Brighten Thou my Sabbath morning ! With Thy joyous sunshine blest, Happy is my day of rest. 2 Fount of all our joy and peace, To Thy living waters lead me ; Thou from earth my soul release, And with grace and mercy feed me ; Bless Thy Word that it may prove Rich in fruits that Thou dost love. 3 Kindle Thou the sacrifice That upon my lips is lying ; Clear the shadows from mine eyes, That, from every error flying, No strange fire may in me glow That Thine altar doth not know. 4 Let me with my heart to-day, Holy, Holy, Holy, singing, Rapt awhile from earth away, All my soul to Thee up-springing, Have a foretaste inly given, How they worship Thee in heaven, 5 Rest in me and I in Thee, Build a paradise within me ; Oh reveal Thyself to me, Blessed Love, who died'st to win me : Fed from Thine exhaustless urn, Pure and bright my lamp shall burn, 6 Hence all care, all vanity, For the day to God is holy : Come, Thou glorious Majesty, Deign to fill this temple lowly ; Nought to-day my soul shall move, Simply resting in Thy love. 256 THE LORD'S DAY. ^86 Psalm 84. 1 Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of Thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To Thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God. 2 The sparrow for her young With pleasure seeks a nest, And wandering swallows long To find their wonted rest : My spirit faints with equal zeal To rise and dwell among Thy saints. 3 Oh happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear ! Oh happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise Thee still, and happy they That love the way to Zion's hill. 4 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears ; Till each arrives at length ; Till each in heaven appears : Oh glorious seat, when God our King Shall thither bring our willing feet ! 5 To spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside : Where God resorts, I love it more To keep the door, than shine in courts. 587 Psalm J 3°- 1 In Zion's sacred gates Let hymns of praise begin, Where acts of faith and love With ceaseless beauty shine : In mercy there while God is known, Before His throne with songs appear. 2 His wondrous acts demand, His wisdom and His grace, The labors of our hands, And transports of our praise : Rehearse His name to every shore, Where'er His power His works proclaim. 3 Let the trump's martial voice, The timbrel's softer sound, The organ's solemn peal, United praise resound : To swell the song with highest joy, Let man employ his tuneful tongue. 1 THE LORD'S DAY. 257 L1SCHER. H. M. -9 -| — &- _g_ir =^3- ^ g-g- : S -g-S— -J 1 1 n i . . . _ r . tit * 3 Z=t= -4= > — r- - i~ n -i i u ' 1 I Wat — , . . , p . 588 Psalm 43. 1 Now to Thy sacred house I come with willing feet, Where saints, with morning vows, In full assembly meet : Thy power divine shall there be shown, And from Thy throne Thy mercy shine. 2 Oh send Thy light abroad ! Thy truth with heavenly ray Shall lead my soul to God, And guide my doubtful way : I'll hear Thy word with faith sincere, And learn to fear and praise the Lord. 3 There reach Thy bounteous hand, And all my sorrows heal ; There health and strength divine, Oh make my bosom feel : Like balmy dew, shall Jesus' voice My bones rejoice, my strength renew. 4 Then in Thy holy hill, Before Thine altar, Lord, My harp and song shall sound The glories of Thy word : Henceforth to Thee, O God of grace, A hymn of praise my life shall be. 589 1 Welcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest ; I hail thy kind return ; Lord, make these moments blest ! From the low train of mortal toys 1 soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend And fill His throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address Thy face : Let sinners feel Thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all Thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless the sacred hours : Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. DOXOLOGY To God the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addrest : As heretofore it was, is now, And shall be so, for evermore I 258 THE LORD'S DAY. ST. EUSTACE. 7 s. i -1 !- ill v_j ^ n _I „42 ^ , f\ 4^—, -A, i ir?=r1Il i^^^-f - _ — 1 ... _ _ _ F tiTT i ^= L r r i i- 590 1 To Thy temple I repair ; Lord, I love to worship there, When within the veil I meet Christ before the mercy-seat. 2 Thou, through Him, art reconciled ; I, through Him, became Thy child ; Abba, Father ! give me grace In Thy courts to seek Thy face ! 3 While Thy glorious praise is sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, That my joyful soul may bless Thee, the Lord my Righteousness ! 4 While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love, to mine attend ; Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads ; Hear, for Jesus intercedes! 5 While I hearken to Thy law, Fill my soul with humble awe ; Till Thy Gospel bring to me Life and immortality. 6 While Thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon in Thy Name, Th rough their voice, by faith, may I Hear Thee speaking from the sky. 7 From Thy house when I return, May my heart within me burn ; And at evening let me say, I have walked with God to-day ! 59i 1 Lord, we come before Thee now At Thy feet we humbly bow ; Oh, do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain ? 2 Lord, on Thee our souls depend ; In compassion now descend ; Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 3 In Thine own appointed way Now we seek Thee, here we stay ; Lord, we know not how to go Till a blessing Thou bestow. 4 Comfort Those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return ; Those that are cast down, lift up, Make them strong in faith and hope. 5 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick, the captive free, Let us all rejoice in Thee. 59 2 1 Lord, we come to-day to Thee With the voice of melody ; Let our chant's sweet note arise Upward to the listening skies. Lord, with suppliant voice we pray, Bring us all who meet to-day To possess the crown of light, To put on the robe of white. THE LORD'S DAY. BENTLEY. 7 s & 6s. -i — H , 1-, r 3 IS£tg3g ^ ^ g . a • : _g r^-^js-g: — gizp 1 — h 1 1 1 — ^ p— 0 b - h-l 1 1 —i 1 1 1 1 i 1 r 1 — n — \- f J * ^f— = £ s ' r ^— f U | — L •) 1 i 1— - ■ -t= -t^ ^ p c -° i r- r — t — - i — — ^ u r J i J H-" — % -3- a -i- i i * ,i -14 t—l 1 J g— U-sj-Lgj— gj sJ l=z:M- 593 1 O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright ; On thee, the high and lowly, Through ages joined in tune, Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, To the Great God Triune. 2 On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee, for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth ; On thee, our Lord, victorious, The Spirit sent from Heaven, And thus on thee, most glorious, A triple light was given. 3 Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise ; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry dreary sand ; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view the promised land. 4 Thou art a holy ladder, Where angels go and come ; Each Sunday finds us gladder, Nearer to heaven, our home ; A day of sweet refection Thou art, a day of love ; A day of resurrection From earth to things above. 5 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls ; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where gospel light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. 6 May we, new graces gaining From this our clay of rest, Attain the rest remaining To spirits of the blest; And there, our voice upraising To Father and to Son, And Holy Ghost, be praising Ever the Three in One. 260 THE LORD'S DAY. LISBON. S. M. 594 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King Himself comes near, And feasts His saints to-day ; Here may we 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. £jgCj Psalm 1 1 8. 1 See what a Living Stone The builders did refuse ! Yet God hath 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. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless Him ye saints, He comes to bring Salvation from your God. 59 6 Psalm 8 1. Sing to the Lord our Might, With holy fervor sing ; Let hearts and instruments unite To praise our Heavenly King. This is His holy house, And this His festal day, When He accepts the humblest vows That we sincerely pay. The Sabbath to our sires In mercy first was given ; The Church her Sabbaths still requires To speed her on to Heaven. We still, like them of old, Are in the wilderness ; And God is still as near His fold, To pity and to bless. ; Then let us open wide Our hearts for Him to fill ; And He that Israel then supplied, Will help His Israel still. THE LORD'S DAY. 261 JACKSON. L M. -1 1 p — =j r— i l-n s- ^ -f — L La — : •— i Psalm 63. 1 O God, Thou art my God alone ; Early to Thee my soul shall cry, A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 2 Yet through this rough and thorny maze I follow hard on Thee, my God ; Thy hand unseen upholds my ways ; I safely tread where Thou hast trod. 3 Thee, in the watches of the night, When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness light; Thy guardian wings are round my head. 4 Better than life itself Thy love, Dearer than all beside to me ; For whom have I in heaven above, Or what on earth compared with Thee ! ^ Q 8 Psalm 132. 1 Where shall we go to seek and find A habitation for our God, A dwelling for the Eternal Mind, Among the sons of flesh and blood ? 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 I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; Sinners who wait before My door, With sweet provision shall be fed. 4 Girded with truth and clothed with grace, My priests, My ministers shall shine ; Not Aaron, in his costly dress, Made an appearance so divine. 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. 599 1 Hosanna to the Living Lord ! Hosanna to the Incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2 Hosanna, Lord, Thine angels cry ; Hosanna, Lord, Thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound. 3 O Saviour, with protecting care Return to this Thy house of prayer Assembled in Thy sacred name, Here we Thy parting promise claim. 4 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest, And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee ! 5 So, in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. 262 THE LORD'S DAY. MERTON. C. M. 1&- -J |L -w=~w — - w — i 1 1 1 r~ -t 1 r — i — , -?-d— : * 1 1 H — J-4J^ U-< qr^-r^ =r-3-= 4— 0 * £— © ! F— F ^ — r - 1 " 1 — 1 * c* 1 M h- : 1 1 1 i 6oo 1 Spirit of truth, on this Thy day, To Thee for help we cry, To guide us through the dreary way Of dark mortality. 2 We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame, Or tongues of various tone ; But long Thy praises to proclaim With fervor in our own. 3 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, No mystic dreams we share ; Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, And bless Thee in our prayer. 4 When tongues shall cease, and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay With faith and hope and love. 6oi Psalm 132. 1 Arise, O King of grace, arise, 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. 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 honors shall adorn His crown, And shame confound His foes. 602 Psalm 27. 1 The Lord of Glory is my Light, And my Salvation too • God is my Strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires : Oh grant me an abode Among the churches of Thy saints, The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see Thy beauty still ; Shall hear Thy messages of love, And there inquire Thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may His children hide ; God has a strong pavilion where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within Thy temple sound. THE LORD'S DAY. 263 GOULD. C. M. -A — i=*i- m 603 1 CoME,dearest Lord,and feedThy sheep On this sweet day of rest ; Oh bless this flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heavenly rest ! 2 Welcome and precious to my soul Are these sweet days of love ; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above ! 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray ; Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace ; Here, in Thine own appointed way, I wait to see Thy face. 604 1 Blest day of God, most calm, most bright, The first and best of days ; The laborer's rest, the saint's delight, A day of mirth and praise ! 2 My Saviour's face did make thee shine, His rising did thee raise : This made thee heavenly and divine Beyond the common days. 3 The first-fruits do a blessing prove To all the sheaves behind ; And they that do a Sabbath love A happy week shall find. 4 My Lord on thee His name did fix, Which makes thee rich and gay : Amidst His golden candlesticks My Saviour walks this day. -ig — ig — j : 5 This day must I fore God appear, For, Lord, the day is Thine : Oh let me spend it in Thy fear, Then shall the day be mine. Psalm 84. 1 How lovely are Thy dwellings fair ! O Lord of hosts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are Where Thou dost dwell so near ! 2 My soul doth long, and almost die, Thy courts, O Lord, to see ; My heart and flesh aloud do cry, O living God, for Thee ! 3 There e'en the sparrow, freed from wrong, Hath found a house of rest ; The swallow there to lay her young Hath built her brooding: nest. 4 E'en by Thine altars, Lord of Hosts, They find their safe abode ; And home they fly from round the coasts Toward Thee, my King, my God.. 5 Happy, who in Thy house reside, Where Thee they ever praise I Happy, whose strength in Thee doth bide, And in their hearts Thy ways ! 6 They journey on from strength to strength, With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Zion do appear. 264 THE LORD'S DAY. CANTERBURY. C. P. M. -J 1 1 „ 111 1 i — u-j r , U-J , 1 1 IL, L ^L_U r. J - 1 3 ^ — d — d — i — 1 -1- 1 Z2j 75j ^ ! j^J -Til — - £ f- ! _i J 6n 1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows, On this Thy day, in this Thy house ; And own as grateful sacrifice The songs which from the desert rise. 2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there's a nobler rest above • To that our laboring souls aspire With ardent pangs of strong desire. 3 No more fatigue, no more distress ; Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach the place ; No groans to mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues: 4 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 5 O long-expected day, begin, Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ! Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death to rest with God. 6l2 i Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 2 The time how lovely and how still ! Peace shines and smiles on all below ; The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with evening's setting glow. 3 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love ; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees the smiling heaven above. 4 Nor will our days of toil be long ; Our pilgrimage will soon be trod, And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God. 613 1 Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord ; 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 works in Jesus' blood, Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. DOXOLOGY. Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given ; With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Henceforth, by all in earth and heaven. THE LORD'S DAY. 267 SICILIAN HYMN. 8s & 7 s. Or 8s, 7 s & 4 s. 1 I— p— |*q m , ■ I j— ,— PS- * n — I I — |— m-m-t-J J-q-d Tl - - i_ h- — * r Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing ; Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us now, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : Oh refresh us, Travelling through this wilderness. Thanks we give, and adoration, For Thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; May Thy presence With us evermore be found. So, whene'er the signal's given Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey, May we ever Reign with Christ in endless day ! 15 God of our salvation, hear us ; Bless, oh bless us, ere we go ; When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow : Saviour, keep us, Keep us safe from every foe. May we live in view of heaven, Where we hope to see Thy face ; Save us from unhallowed leaven, All that might obscure Thy grace ; Keep us walking Each in his appointed place. 3 As our steps are drawing nearer To the place we call our home, May our view of heaven grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come ; And, when dying, May Thy presence cheer the gloom. 6 I 6 Psalm 91 1 Keep us, Lord, oh keep us ever • Vain our hope, if left by Thee ; We are Thine, oh leave us never Till Thy glorious face we see : Then to praise Thee Through a bright eternity. 2 Precious is Thy word of promise, Precious to Thy people here ; Never take Thy presence from us, Jesus, Saviour, still be near : Living, dying, May Thy name our spirits cheer. DOXOLOGY. Great Jehovah, we adore Thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne ; Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One ! 268 THE LORD'S DAY. PARTING. 7 s. Double. r 1 1 i — . is C | — c 617 Part in peace, Christ's life was peace • Let us live our life in Him : Part in peace, Christ's death was peace; Let us die our death in Him : Part in peace, Christ promise gave Of a life beyond the grave, Where all mortal partings cease : Brethren, sisters, part in peace ! 618 1 Thou who art enthroned above, Thou in whom we live and move, Good it is with joyful tongue To resound Thy praise in song : When the morning paints the skies, When the sparkling stars arise, All Thy favors to rehearse, And give thanks in grateful verse. 2 Sweet the day of sacred rest, When devotion fires the breast, When we dwell within Thy house, Hear Thy gospel, pay our vows, Songs to heaven's high mansion raise, Fill Thy courts with songs of praise, And in psalms and hymns proclaim Honors to Thy glorious Name. From Thy works our joys arise, O Thou only good and wise ; Who Thy wonders can express ? All Thy thoughts are fathomless : Warm our hearts with sacred fire, And with songs of praise inspire ; All our powers with all their might Ever in Thy praise unite. 619 Oh, from earthly cares set free, Let us find our rest in Thee ; May our toils and conflicts cease In the calm of Sabbath peace ; That Thy people here below Something of the bliss may know, Something of the rest and love, In the Sabbath home above. From beyond the grave's dark night, What mild radiance meets my sight ! Softly stealing on the ear, What strange music do I hear ! 'T is the golden crown on high, 'T is the chorus of the sky ! Lord, Thy sinful child prepare For a place and portion there. THE LORD'S DAY. 269 BALCLUTHA. L M. =3=1 V " pJ-^Bg -fS gjj- ^ II h -H _J _| —a — b ^-J 1 ■ 1 i 1 r t I -j^j— I I I- 1 : 1 h r _] h=J — cz_ f==i ?' r CT -gl_ Vi f ^ bp L i-v r-r 1 (S? - r I 620 1 How sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord : Dear Saviour, on Thy people smile, According to Thy faithful word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat That we may here converse with Thee ; O Lord, behold us at Thy feet ; Let this the gate of heaven be. 3 "Chief of ten thousand" now appear, That we by faith may view Thy face ; Oh speak, that we Thy voice may hear, And let Thy presence fill the place. 621 1 Kindred in Christ, for His dear sake A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which only He can give. 2 To you and us by grace is given To know the Saviour's precious Name ; And shortly we shall meet in heaven, Our hope, our way, our end the same. 3 May He by whose kind care we meet, Send His good Spirit from above, Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. 4 Forgotten be each earthly theme When Christians see each other thus ; We only wish to speak of Him Who lived, and died, and reigns for us. 5 We '11 talk of all He did and said And suffered for us here below, The path He marked for us to tread, And what He ? s doing for us now. 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, We '11 love, and wonder, and adore ; And hasten on the glorious day, When we shall meet to part no more. 622 1 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, By faith and love, in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of Thine unmeasurable grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done, By all the church, through Christ the Son. 270 HOLY BAPTISM. BOYLSTON, S. M. i 1 Cl^^^-a -i F==! — p-d — =J==, - is — i" i 1 1 L - 1 F f=— 623 1 Our children Thou dost claim, O Lord, our God, as Thine : Ten thousand blessings to Thy name For goodness so divine ! 2 Thee let the fathers own, Thee let the sons adore, Joined to the Lord in solemn vows To be forgot no more. 3 How great Thy mercies, Lord ! How plenteous is Thy grace, Which, in the promise of Thy love, Includes our rising race. 4 Our offspring, still Thy care, Shall own their fathers' God, To latest times Thy blessings share, And sound Thy praise abroad. 624 1 O God of Abraham, hear The parents' humble cry ; In covenant mercy now appear, While in the dust we lie. 2 These children of our love, In mercy Thou hast given, That we through grace may faithful prove In training them for heaven. 3 Oh grant Thy Spirit, Lord, Their hearts to sanctify ; Remember now Thy gracious word, Our hopes on Thee rely. 4 Draw forth the melting tear, The penitential sigh ; Inspire their hearts with faith sincere, And fix their hopes on high. 5 These children now are Thine, We give them back to Thee ■ Oh lead them by Thy grace divine, Along the heavenly way. 625 1 The Saviour kindly calls Our children to His breast ; He folds them in His gracious arms, Himself declares them blest. 2 " Let them approach," He cries, " Nor scorn their humble claim \ The heirs of heaven are such as these, For such as these I came." 3 With joy we bring them, Lord, Devoting them to Thee, Imploring that as We are Thine, Thine may our offspring be. DOXOLOGY. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. HOLY BAPTISM. 271 WARD. L M. I- m -1-4- 626 1 Father, in these reveal Thy Son, In these, for whom we seek Thy face ; Adopt and seal them as Thine own, By Thy regenerating grace. 2 Jesus, with us Thou always art; Now ratify the sacred sign, The gift unspeakable impart, And bless Thy sacrament divine. 3 Come, Holy Spirit, from on high, Baptizer of our spirits, Thou ! The purifying grace apply, And witness with the water now. 4 Pour forth Thine energy divine, And sprinkle the atoning blood ; May Father, Son and Spirit join To seal each child a child of God. 627 1 God of that glorious gift of grace By which Thy people seek Thy face, When in Thy presence we appear, Vouchsafe us faith to venture near. 2 Confiding in Thy truth alone, Here, on the steps of Jesus' throne, We lay the treasure Thou hast given, To be received and reared for heaven. 3 Lent to us for a season, we Lend him forever, Lord, to Thee ! Assured that if to Thee we live We gain in what we seem to give. 4 Large and abundant blessings shed, Warm as these prayers, upon his head ; And on his soul, the dews of grace, Fresh as these drops upon his face ! 5 Make him and keep him Thine own child, Meek follower of the Undefiled, Possessor here of grace and love, Inheritor of heaven above. 628 1 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray From Thy secure enclosure's bound, And, lured by worldly joys away, Among the thoughtless crowd be found; 2 Remember still that they are Thine, That Thy dear sacred Name they bear • Think that the seal of love divine, The sign of covenant grace, they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years, Oh let them ne'er forgotten be ; Remember all the prayers and tears Which made them consecrate to Thee. 4 And when these lips no more can pray, These eyes can weep for them no more, Turn Thou their feet from folly's way, The wanderers to Thy fold restore. 272 HOLY BAPTISM. BEMERTON. C. M. J 1- -i " i ~ i j — P^-t — r — 6a= 1 — -f 1 -t — « * . 1 1 1 »— -H r 629 1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, With all-engaging charms ; Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs, And folds them in His arms ! 2 " Permit them to approach," He cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to Thee, Joyful that we ourselves are Thine, — Thine let our offspring be. 630 1 We long to move and breathe in Thee, Inspired with Thine own breath, To live Thy life, O Lord, and be Baptized into Thy death. 2 Thy death to sin we die below, But we shall rise in love ; We here are planted in Thy woe, But we shall bloom above. 3 Above we shall Thy glory share, As we Thy cross have borne ; E'en we shall crowns of honor wear, When we the thorns have worn. 4 Thy crown of thorns is all our boast, While now we fall before The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And tremble, love, adore. 63 1 Thus saith the mercy of the Lord, — I'll be a God to thee ; I'll bless thy numerous race, and they Shall be a seed to Me. 2 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our forefathers given ; He takes young children to His arms, And calls them heirs of heaven. 3 Our God, how faithful are His ways ! His love endures the same ; Nor from the promise of His grace Blots out his children's name. DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. HOLY BAPTISM. 273 STEPHENS. C. M. 1 Iwl '.^ L _ ! _ • ' '■ s> ® ' 1 ' vj • 1 V H ~ r n i 1 i 1 1 •a 1 ' L i t~ _ j_ D i — Ll r j_ r ~ 1 632 1 " Forbid them not," the Saviour cried, " But suffer them to come :" Ah, then maternal tears were dried, And unbelief was dumb. 2 Lord, we believe, and we obey ; We bring them at Thy word ; B& Thou our children's Strength and Stay, Their Portion and Reward. Psalm 78. 1 Let children hear the mighty deeds Which God performed of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make His glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we'll convey His wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus they shall learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget His works, But practise His commands. 634 1 O God of Bethel, by whose hand Thy people still are fed ; Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led : 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before Thy throne of grace : God of our fathers, be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily breads And raiment fit provide. 4 Oh spread Thy covering wings around,. Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 5 Such blessings from Thy gracious hand ! Our humble prayers implore ; And Thou shalt be our chosen God, Our Portion evermore. DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and' Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 635 1 People of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. 2 Now to you my spirit turns, Turns, a fugitive unblest ; Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh receive me into rest. 3 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave. 4 Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my heart no more, Every idol I resign. 5 Tell me not of gain or loss, Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power ; Welcome, poverty and cross, Shame, reproach, affliction's hour. 6 " Follow me ! " — I know Thy voice ! Jesus, Lord ! Thy steps I see : Now I take Thy yoke by choice ; Light Thy burden now to me. CONFESSION OF FAITH. 275 WILLINGTON. Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above, When angels touch the quivering string, And wake, to chant Immanuel's love, Such strains as angel-lips can sing ! And sweet on earth the choral swell, From mortal tongues, of gladsome lays, When pardoned souls their raptures tell, And, grateful, hymn Immanuel's praise. Jesus, Thy name our souls adore ; We own the bond that makes us Thine ; And carnal joys, that charmed before, For Thy dear sake we now resign. Our hearts, by dying love subdued, Accept Thine offered grace to-day ; Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed, We bow and give ourselves away. In Thee we trust, on Thee rely ; Though we arc feeble, Thou art strong ; Oh keep us till our spirits fly To join the bright, immortal throng ! 637 Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come, And make Thy servants' hearts Thy home ; Thus consecrated, Lord, to Thee, May each a living temple be. Enrich that temple's holy shrine With sevenfold gifts of grace divine ; With Wisdom, Light, and Knowledge bless, Strength, Counsel, Fear, and Godliness. Arm these, Thy youthful soldiers, Lord, With shield of faith and Spirit's sword ; Forth to the battle may they go, And boldly fight against the foe. 4 With banner of the cross unfurled, Oh may they overcome the world ; And so, at last, receive from Thee The palm and crown of victory. 5 O Trinity in Unity, One only God and Persons Three ! In Whom, through Whom, by Whom we live, To Thee we praise and glory give. 6 Oh grant us so to use Thy grace That we may see Thy glorious Face ; And ever, with the heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 638 1 While in the hours of blooming youth, My God, I've felt and owned Thy truth; Thy mercies, with increasing age, Shall still my grateful heart engage. 2 No human power shall e'er control This settled purpose of my soul ; Or urge my constant mind to stray, But where Thy wisdom points the way. 3 To Thee, O Lord, myself I give ; 'Tis to Thy glory I would live : My God, my Strength, my Hope, my Joy, Thy praise shall all my powers employ. 276 CONFESSION OF FAITH. 6 39 1 Ye men and angels, witness now ! Before the Lord we speak ; To Him we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break : 2 That, long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor from His cause will we depart, Nor ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on His grace rely ; May He, with our returning wants, All needful aid supply. 4 Oh guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in Thy ways ; And while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn Thou our prayers to praise. 64O 1 Planted in Christ, the living Vine, This day, with one accord, Ourselves, with humble faith and joy, We yield to Thee, O Lord ! 2 Joined in one body may we be ; One inward life partake ; One be our heart, one heavenly hope In every bosom wake. 3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils, One wisdom be our guide ; Taught by one Spirit from above, In Thee may we abide. 4 Then, when among the saints in light Our joyful spirits shine, Shall anthems of immortal praise, O Lamb of God, be Thine ! 64I 1 Oppressed with noon-day's scorching heat, To yonder cross I flee, Beneath its shelter take my seat : No shade like this for me ! 2 Beneath that cross clear waters burst, A fountain sparkling free ; And there I quench my desert thirst : No spring like this for me ! 3 A stranger here, I pitch my tent Beneath this spreading tree ; Here shall my pilgrim life be spent : No home like this for me ! 4 For burdened ones a resting-place Beside that cross I see ; I here cast off my weariness : No rest like this for me ! DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore ; Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. CONFESSION OF FAITH. 277 DUKE STREET. L M 4 1 J2L|_ — EggEJ-saz: I 1 , t-,-1 1 — 642 1 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine ; With full consent Thine I would be, And own Thy sovereign right in me. 2 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of Thy grace ; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 3 Thine would I live, Thine would I die, Be Thine through all eternity ; The vow is passed beyond repeal ; And now I set the solemn seal. 4 Here at that cross where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God, Thee, my new Master now I call, And consecrate to Thee my all. 5 Do Thou assist a feeble worm The great engagement to perform ; Thy grace can full assistance lend, And on that grace I dare depend. 643 1 O happy day, that stays my choice On Thee, my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done the great transaction's done! I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on, Glad to obey the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long divided heart, Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ; With ashes who would grudge to part, When called on angels' bread to feast J 5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. 644 1 Who can describe the joys that rise Through all the courts of paradise, To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born ! 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of His eternal love ; The Son with joy looks down and sees The purchase of His agonies. 3 The Spirit takes delight to view The holy soul He formed anew ; And saints and angels join to sing The growing empire of their King. DOXOLOGY. Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given, With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Henceforth, by all in earth and heaven. 278 THE LORD'S SUPPER. TUCKERMAN 6+5 If human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie ; If tender thoughts within us burn To feel a friend is nigh : Oh, shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him who died our fears to quell, Our more than orphan's woe ! While yet His anguished soul surveyed Those pangs He would not flee, What love His latest words displayed, " Meet and remember Me !" Remember Thee ! Thy death, * shame, Our sinful hearts to share ! O memory, leave no other name But His recorded there ! Thy 646 According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. Thy Body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. Gethsemane can I forget ? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee ? When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice ! I must remember Thee. 5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, And all Thy love to me ! Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember Thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me ! 647 1 How sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, Join to admire the feast, Each of us cries with thankful tongue, " Lord, why was I a guest ?" 3 " Why was I made to hear Thy voice, And enter while there's room, When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come ?" 4 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, That sweetly forced us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our sin. 5 Pity the nations, O our God ! Constrain the earth to come ; Send Thy victorious word abroad, And bring the strangers home. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 279 AUTUMN. 8s &. 75. Double. 1 _v^__| I ] — 1 * 1 • • "-^ • J 0 1 \j r r r ^—r-^ u _! -j . — 1 — 4 1 , s - 1 " — =^ — i 1 4 r— 4- u i jSi -4 — — s> ■' 1 ^ 5=2 12— 1 1 j LL 653 1 Ye sin-sick souls, draw near And banquet with your King ; His royal bounty share, And loud hosannas sing : Here mercy reigns, here peace abounds, Here's blood to heal your dreadful wounds. 2 Oh wondrous love and grace ! Did Jesus die for me ? Were all my numerous debts Discharged on Calvary ? Yes, Jesus died, the work is done ; He did for all my sins atone. 3 On earth I '11 sing His love, In heaven I too shall join The ransomed of the Lord, In accents all divine ; And see my Saviour face to face, And ever dwell in His embrace. 654 1 Author of life divine, Who hast a table spread, Furnished with mystic Wine And everlasting Bread : Preserve the life Thyself hast given, And feed and train us up for heaven! 2 Our needy souls sustain With fresh supplies of love, Till all Thy life we gain, And all Thy fulness prove ; And strengthened by Thy perfect grace, Behold, without a veil, Thy face. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addressed : As heretofore it was, is now, And shall be so, for evermore ! » 282 THE LORD'S SUPPER. SACRAMENT. 9,8,9,8. BRISTOL Bread of the world in mercy broken, Wine of the soul in mercy shed, By Whom the words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead : Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed, And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed. &. 6s. 656 i Lamb of God, whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find : Think on us, who think on Thee ; Every struggling soul release ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! Let Thy blood, by faith applied, The sinner's pardon seal ; Speak us freely justified, And all our sickness heal ; By Thy passion on the tree, Let our griefs and troubles cease ; Oh, remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! THE LORD'S SUPPER. 283 BENTLEY. 7s & 6s. I fee =3- I 657 O Bread to pilgrims given, O Food that angels eat, O Manna sent from heaven, For heaven-born natures meet ! Give us, for Thee long pining, To eat till richly filled ; Till, earth's delights resigning, Our every wish is stilled ! O Water, life bestowing, From out the Saviour's heart, A fountain purely flowing, A fount of love Thou art ! Oh let us, freely tasting, Our burning thirst assuage ! Thy sweetness, never wasting, Avails from age to age. Jesus, this feast receiving, We Thee unseen adore ; Thy faithful word believing, We take, and doubt no more : Give us, Thou true and loving, On earth to live in Thee ; Then, death the veil removing, Thy glorious face to see ! 4 1- mm 658 Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion, To Thee I make my prayer ; Thou who in mercy smitest, Have mercy, Lord, and spare : O wash me in the fountain That floweth from Thy side ; O clothe me in the raiment Thy Blood hath purified. O hold Thou up my goings, And lead from strength to strength, That unto Thee in Zion I may appear at length : O make my spirit worthy To join that ransomed throng ; O teach my lips to utter That everlasting song. 0 give that last, best blessing That even saints can know, To follow in Thy footsteps Wherever Thou dost go. Not wisdom, might, or glory, I ask to win above ; 1 ask for Thee, Thee only, O Thou Eternal Love ! 284 THE LORD'S SUPPER. WILMOT. 7 s. :S-— ^ 659 1 Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed, For Thy flesh is meat indeed ; Ever let our souls be fed With this true and living Bread ! 2 Vine of heaven, Thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice ; Lord, Thy wounds our healing give, To Thy cross we look and live. 3 Day by day, with strength supplied Through the life of Him who died, Lord of life, oh, let us be Rooted, grafted, built in Thee ! 660 1 Jesus, once for sinners slain, From the dead was raised again, And in heaven is now set down With his Father on His throne. 2 There He reigns a King supreme, We shall also reign with Him ; Feeble souls, be not dismayed, Trust in His almighty aid. 3 He has made an end of sin, And His blood hath washed us clean Fear not, He is ever near, Now, even now, He's with us here. 4 Thus assembling, we, by faith, Till He come show forth His death ; Of His body bread's the sign, And we view His blood in wine. 5 Saints on earth with saints above Celebrate His dying love ; And let every ransomed soul Sound his praise from pole to pole. 661 1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in that tide Flowing from His pierced side. 2 Praise we Him, whose love Divine Gives His sacred Blood for wine, Gives His Body for the feast, Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 3 Where the Paschal blood is poured Death's dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. 4 Praise we Christ whose blood was shed, Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; With sincerity and love, Eat we manna from above. 5 Mighty Victim from the sky, Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie ; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light. 6 Hymns of glory and of praise, Risen Lord, to Thee we raise ; Holy Father, praise to Thee, With the Spirit, ever be ! THE LORD'S SUPPER. 285 HOLLEY. 7 s. =3.$: l- r ~4- J: T-rr r- iEb -z^ 1 3 i rfc:_g: SEE 662 1 Many centuries have fled Since our Saviour broke the bread, And this sacred feast ordained, Ever by His church retained : Those His body who discern, Thus shall meet till His return. 2 Through the churches' long eclipse, When from priest or pastor's lips Truth divine was never heard, 'Mid the famine of the word, Still these symbols witness gave To His love who died to save. 3 All who bear the Saviour's name, Here their common faith proclaim ; Though diverse in tongue or rite, Here, one body we unite, Breaking thus one mystic bread, Members of one common Head. 4 Come, the blessed emblems share Which the Saviour's death declare ; Come, on Truth Immortal feed, For His flesh is meat indeed : • Saviour, witness with the sign, That our ransomed souls are Thine ! 663 1 Lo, before our longing eyes Bread of Angels from the skies, To the fathers signified By the manna heaven-supplied. 2 Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, Thou Thy flock in safety keep ! Living Bread, Thy life supply, Strengthen us, or else we die ! 3 Thou who feedest us below, Source of all we have or know, Bring us to the feast of love, With Thy saints and Thee above ! 66+ 1 Thine forever ! God of love, Hear us from Thy throne above ; Thine forever may we be, Here and in eternity. 2 Thine forever ! Lord of life, Shield us through the earthly strife ; Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Guide us to the realms of day. 3 Thine forever ! oh, how blest They who find in Thee their rest ; Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, Oh, defend us to the end. 4 Thine forever ! Saviour keep These Thy frail and trembling sheep ; Safe alone beneath Thy care, Let us all Thy goodness share. 5 Thine forever ! Thou our Guide, All our wants by Thee supplied, All our sins by Thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. 256 THE LORD'S SUPPER. SMYRNA. 8s &. js. Double. ' i — i — I rn d "d- _n — « — — i — i. — ^— -%r- _£ St — *. « «- i i i pg J J 3 " t r — t r ^ -Sr s t 665 1 Jesus spreads His banner o'er us, Cheers our famished souls with food, He the banquet spreads before us Of His mystic flesh and blood : Precious banquet ! bread of heaven ! Wine of gladness, flowing free ! May we taste it, kindly given, In remembrance, Lord, of Thee. 2 In Thy holy incarnation When the angels sang Thy birth, In Thy fasting and temptation, In Thy labors on the earth, In Thy trial and rejection, In Thy suffering on the tree, In Thy glorious resurrection, May we, Lord, remember Thee. 666 1 Was there ever kinder shepherd, Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Saviour, who would have us Come and gather round His feet ? There is welcome for the sinner, And more graces for the good ; There is mercy with the Saviour, There is healing in His blood. 2 There is plentiful redemption In the blood that has been shed ; There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. Pining souls, come nearer Jesus ! And oh come not doubting thus, But with faith that trusts more bravely His huge tenderness for us. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 287 DUKE STREET. L M. I K l =3^=4 Si 66 7 t At Thy command, our dearest Lord, Here we attend Thy dying feast ; Thy blood, like wine, adorns Thy board, And Thine own flesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores Thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in One that died ; We hope for heavenly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified. 3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, And fling their scandals on Thy cause : We come to boast our Saviour's Name, And make our triumphs in His cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, He that was dead has left His tomb ; He lives above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till He come. 668 1 My God, and is Thy table spread, And doth Thy cup with love o'erflow ! Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all Thy sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His Flesh and Blood ! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 3 Why are its dainties all in vain Before unwilling hearts displayed ? Was not for them the Victim slain ? Are they forbid the children's bread ? 4 Oh let Thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests ; And may each soul salvation see, That here its sacred pledges tastes. 669 Psalm 23. 1 The Lord Himself doth condescend To be my Shepherd and my Friend ; I on His faithfulness rely, His care shall all my wants supply. 2 In pastures green He doth me lead, And there in safety makes me feed : Refreshing streams are ever nigh, My thirsty soul to satisfy. 3 When strayed, or languid, I complain, His grace revives my soul again : For His Name's sake in ways upright He makes me walk with great delight. 4 Yea, when death's gloomy vale I tread, With joy, e'en there, I'll lift my head ; From fear and dread He'll keep me free; His rod and staff shall comfort me. 5 Thou spread'st a table, Lord, for me, While foes with spite Thy goodness see ; Thou dost my head with oil anoint, And a full cup for me appoint. 6 Goodness and mercy shall to me, Through all my life extended be ; And when my pilgrimage is o'er, I'll dwell with Thee for evermore. 288 THE LORD'S SUPPER. THATCHER Pi — I - J - i .. 1 1 ^ , Pi J , — i ,_ — . . — . __ EH «— r : t= 1 •f , a S- L as ■_ - 1= 1 — p 1 1 r— 1 670 1 Blest feast of love divine ! 'Tis grace that makes us free To feed upon this bread and wine, In memory, Lord, of Thee ! 2 That blood which flowed for sin, In symbol here we see, And feel the blessed pledge within, That we are loved of Thee. 3 Oh, if this glimpse of love Be so divinely sweet, What will it be, O Lord, above, Thy gladdening smile to meet ! 4 To see Thee face to face, Thy perfect likeness wear, And all Thy ways of wondrous grace Through endless years declare ! 67I 1 Jesus invites His saints To meet around His board ; Here pardoned rebels sit and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 This holy bread and wine Maintain our fainting breath, By union with our living Lord, And interest in His death. 3 Our heavenly Father calls Christ and his members one ; We, the young children of His love, And He, the First-born Son. 4 Let all our powers be joined His glorious Name to raise ; Pleasure and love fill every mind, And every voice be praise. 672 1 Jesus, we thus obey Thy last and kindest word, And in Thine own appointed way We come to meet Thee, Lord. 2 Thus we remember Thee, And take this bread and wine As Thine own dying legacy, And our redemption's sign. 3 Thy presence makes the feast ; Now let our spirits feel The glory not to be expressed, The joy unspeakable. 4 With high and heavenly bliss Thou dost our spirits cheer ; Thy house of banqueting is this, And Thou hast brought us here. 5 Now let our souls be fed With manna from above, And over us Thy banner spread Of everlasting love. DOXOLOGY. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! THE LORD'S SUPPER. 289 BATTISHILL. S. M, IS-*— d-"g= i ! , 1 n i ■— 1-=— i 1-3 ^ — J_t u i t- t j , r I 673 1 A parting hymn we sing Around Thy table, Lord ; Again our grateful tribute bring, Our solemn vows record. 2 Here have we seen Thy face, And felt Thy presence here ; So may the savor of Thy grace In word and life appear. 3 The purchase of Thy blood, By sin no longer led, The path our dear Redeemer trod, May we rejoicing tread. 4 In self-forgetting love Be our communion shown, Until we join the church above, And know as we are known. 674 1 Lord, at this closing hour Establish every heart Upon Thy word of truth and power, To keep us when we part. 2 Peace to our brethren give ; Fill all our hearts with love ; In faith and patience may we live, And seek our rest above. (y*J ^ Psalm 67. i To bless Thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline ; And cause the brightness of Thy face On all Thy saints to shine : 2 That so Thy wondrous way May through the world be known ; While distant lands their tribute pay, And Thy salvation own. 3 Oh let them shout and sing With joy and pious mirth ; For Thou,the righteous Judge and King, Shalt govern all the earth. 4 Let differing nations join To celebrate Thy fame ; Let all the world, O Lord, combine To praise Thy glorious name. 676 1 To God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies, Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis His almighty love, His counsel and His care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of His face, With joys divinely great. 4 To our Redeemer — God Wisdom and power belong, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting song. 290 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. SHACKFORD. C. M. 3zd— =±= =, =r=z= " fl c=| \ -O-i , ,— , , „ = ^_ =?_ g— * — ps m -p= g f= _f 5— — 1 22 *-j»- J 1 I J? - J: -- ®¥= f ■ ' T-3« =5 — T 1 — _L r U U j_ cj rcT ' ^ - 686 1 Come, let us join our friends above That have obtained the prize ; And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise. 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of our King, In heaven and earth, are one. 3 One family, we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 4 One army of the living God, To His command we bow ; Part of His host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 5 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment -fly ; And we are to the margin come, And we expect to die. 6 His militant, embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 687 1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins and doubts and fears. 3 I ask them, whence their victory came; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to His death. 4 They marke5 the footsteps He had trod; His zeal inspired their breast ; And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For His own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. 688 1 Glory to God ! whose witness-train, Those heroes bold in faith, Could smile on poverty and pain, And triumph e'en in death. 2 God whom we serve, our God, can save, Can damp the scorching flame, Can build an ark, can smooth the wave, For such as love His name. 3 Lord, if Thine arm support us still With its eternal strength, We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill, And conquerors prove at length. 294 THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. JOSEPHINE. 8s & 7 s. Double. H -J— — |— . =i r* — ~=i — -J Pi 1 !- — H *» -» — 2d J 3 ! i ! — ! 1 ! 4 £p^3— i— s— i= — isl S d 1 E f i IF B | i , 1 r - pi f&- 1 1 1=1 1 ! t ' f 1* — m- rcr- _j 1 — 1 d fj ig- : i f= ^ f 2 — ^ ^ 1 1 P ^ 1= — f a ?- ^t?_I^ :f==f2 jZ_ — b I 1 i 1 1 1 -fcb 1 r 1- —J , J 1 — n — i — — , S «SI- s/ £ — fS" ^ ^ — t — tts ~ & ' n -w> — ^ 1 -1 -1 1 - — '-' r — r -i =q— 1 =1 -t— 1 1 — J — L—^—l frfc-fr B B Vs B — ■! — 1 ~t= ' — — =i- : -^-^rzg-Sl- 1 -g-S- B 1 - ' i ' A - men. :S :_te5 — tr bs - L_ J zzz I — =2 B_ i r 689 1 They are evermore around us, Though unseen to mortal sight, In the golden hour of sunshine, And in sorrow's starless night, Deepening earth's most sacred pleas- ures With the peace of sin forgiven, Whispering to the lonely mourner Of the painless joys of heaven. 2 Lovingly they come to help us, When our faith is cold and weak, Guiding us along the pathway, To the blessed home we seek : In our hearts we hear their voices Breathing sympathy and love ; Echoes of the spirit language In the sinless world above. 3 They are with us in the conflict, With their words of hope and cheer, When the foe of our salvation And his armed hosts draw near : And a greater One is with us, And we shrink not from the strife, While the Lord of angels leads us On the battle-field of life. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of all creation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation, Priest and King enthroned above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give. THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. 295 WELLS. L M. r-J 4 — | n H -H 0 — -H,* (- ■ — j& » - Ejz — b — r 0 r r 1 r f a » 1 H 690 1 " Go,preachMy gospel," saith the Lord; " Bid the whole earth My grace receive; He shall be saved that trusts My word ; And he condemned that won't believe. 2 "I'll make your great commission known, And ye shall prove My gospel true, By all the works that I have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 "Teach all the nations My commands ; I'm with you till the world shall end ; All power is trusted in My hands ; I can destroy, and I defend." 4 He spake, and light shone round His head ; On a bright cloud to heaven He rode ; They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God. I Veni Creator Spiritus. 1 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire ; Thou the Anointing Spirit art, Who dost Thy seven-fold gifts impart. 2 Thy blessed unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love : Enable with perpetual light The dullness of our blinded sight. 3 Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of Thy grace ; Keep far our foes ; give peace at home; Where Thou art Guide, no ill can come. 4 Teach us to know the Father, Son, And Thee of Both, to be but One ; That, through the ages all along, Thy praise may be our endless song. 692 1 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high ; Lord, Thine ordained servants bless ; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe them all with righteousness. 2 Within Thy temple, as they stand To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 3 Wisdom and zeal and love impart, Firmness with meekness from above, To bear Thy people in their heart, And love the souls whomThou dost love: 4 To love and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep ; To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, NourishThy lambs,and feed Thy sheep. 5 Then, when their work is finished here, May they in hope their charge resign; When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, May they, O God, in glory shine. 69 THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY HURSLEY. L. M -M- 8 = II f g II ! .i 1 ^| A-men. 693 1 We bid thee welcome in the name Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; Come as a servant, so He came, And we receive thee in His stead. 2 Come as a shepherd ; guard and keep This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3 Come as a teacher sent from God, Charged His whole counsel to declare ; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 4 Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the Spirit, fired with love ; Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all above. 694. 1 O Spirit of the living God, In all Thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race ! 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling word ; Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light ; Confusion, order in Thy path ; Souls without strength inspire with might ; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 O Spirit of the Lord, prepare All the round earth her God to meet ; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations far and nigh ; The triumphs of Thy Cross record ; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call Him Lord. 695 1 O Saviour, is Thy promise fled ? Nor longer might Thy grace endure To heal the sick, and raise the dead, And preach the Gospel to the poor ? 2 Come, Jesus, come ! return again ; With brighter beam Thy servants bless, Who long to feel Thy perfect reign, And share Thy kingdom's happiness ! 3 Come, Jesus, come ! and as of yore The prophet went to clear Thy way, A harbinger Thy feet before, A dawning to Thy brighter day : 4 So now may grace, with heavenly shower, Our stony hearts for truth prepare; Sow in our souls the seed of power, Then come and reap Thy harvest there. THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. 297 HOWES. H. M. * ^ ■ f ' ra r " L gg-£_jd_ _£ 3 3 fs^i£_ -> U k -s) — - 1 1 . — L 1 ' r £ 1_ U — j p_ r _ :=i=-fr-d- F #=3 7 s - &l : 5 : —^3 — : — 1 — ^: 1 -4 ^ * « » s J £ s s J- J & - _S g-:-g-=[ — — ' i U_J 1_ 1 1 1 — — S j— 090 Psalm 45, 1 Gird on Thy conquering sword, Ascend Thy shining car, And march, Almighty Lord, To wage Thy holy war : Before His wheels, in glad surprise, Ye valleys, rise, and sink, ye hills ! 2 Before Thine awful face Millions of foes shall fall, The captives of Thy grace, The grace that conquers all : The world shall know, great King of kings, What wondrous things Thine arm can do. 3 Here to my waiting soul Bend Thy triumphant way ; Here every fear control, And all Thy power display : My heart, Thy throne, blest Jesus, see, Bows low to Thee, to Thee alone. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addressed : As heretofore it was, is now, And shall be so for evermore ! 697 1 Praise to the Lord on high, Who spreads His triumphs wide ; While Jesus' fragrant name Is breathed from every side : Balmy and rich the odors rise, And fill the earth and reach the skies. 2 Ten thousand dying souls Its influence feel, and live ; Sweeter than vital air The incense they receive : They breathe anew, and rise and sing" Jesus, the Lord, their conquering King. 3 But sinners scorn the grace That brings salvation nigh ; They turn their face away, And faint, and fall, and die : So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore ; For oh, they fall to rise no more ! 4 Yet, wise and mighty God, Shall all Thy servants be, In those who live and die, A savor sweet to Thee : Supremely bright Thy grace shall shine, Guarded with flames of wrath divine. 298 THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. NEBO. S. M. ^—m-vi 6 9 8 1 How beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill, Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion, behold Thy Saviour King ; He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare His arm Through all the earth abroad ; Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God ! 699 1 O God of sovereign grace, We bow before Thy throne, And plead, for all the human race, The merits of Thy Son. 2 Spread through the earth, O Lord, The knowledge of Thy ways ; And let all lands with joy record The great Redeemer's praise. 7OO 1 Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love ! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad, And wisdom from above. 2 Over our spirits first Extend thy healing reign ; There raise and quench the sacred thirst That never pains again. 3 Come, kingdom of our God, And make the broad earth thine ; Stretch o'er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine. 4 Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life's glad tree ; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family. THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. SHAWMUT. S. M. 299 y 5 g-S- l S~: S f-J^^ - .... SS> 69 K r r r - h — i— r r — H , , f 701 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly word, And watchful at His gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins as in His sight, For awful is His name. 3 Watch ! 't is your Lord's command j And while we speak He's near ; Mark the first signal of His hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh happy servant he, In such a posture found I He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. 702 1 Now living waters flow To cheer the humble soul ; From sea to sea those waters go, And spread from pole to pole. 2 Now righteousness shall spring, And grow on earth again ; Jehovah-Jesus be our King, And o'er the nations reign ! 3 Jesus shall rule alone, The world shall hear His word ; By one blest name shall He be known, The universal Lord. 7O3 Psalm 126. 1 The harvest dawn is near, The year delays not long ; And he who sows with many a tear, Shall reap with many a song. 2 Sad to his toil he goes, His seed with weeping leaves ; But he shall come at twilight's close, And bring his golden sheaves. 7 C>4- Psalm 45. 1 Thy God, my Saviour-King, Hath without measure shed His Spirit like a joyful oil, To anoint Thy sacred head. 2 Behold, at Thy right hand The Gentile church is seen, Like a fair bride in rich attire, And princes guard the queen. 3 Fair bride, receive His love ; Forget thy father's house ; Forsake thy gods, thine idol-gods, And pay thy Lord thy vows. 4 Oh let thy God and King Thy sweetest thoughts employ ! Thy children shall His honors sing In palaces of joy. DOXOLOGY. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. CONSECRATION HYMN. C. M. Double. 3KM - _j — =3= W * * * -S- v • *~ ~ C @ ? 8 ^ — i — 1 m ■> -m- s £ -f*-^ — 1 t-g i — i h - — t? — i- — l t-y " 705 1 Lord, Thou hast taught our hearts to glow With love's undying flame ; But more of Thee we long to know, And more would love Thy name. Chorus. All Thy dear will would we fulfil, Till life's last toil is o'er ; And when we rise beyond the skies, We'll serve Thee evermore. 2 Thy life, Thy death, inspire our song, Thy Spirit breathes through all ; And here our feet would linger long, But we obey Thy call. Chorus. — All Thy dear will, etc. 3 Thou bid'st us go, with Thee to stand Against hell's marshalled powers ; And heart to heart, and hand to hand, To make Thine honor ours. Chorus. — All Thy dear will, etc. 4 With Thine own pity, Saviour, see The thronged and darkening way ! We go to win the lost to Thee, Oh help us, Lord, we pray ! Chorus.— All Thy dear will, etc. 5 Teach Thou our lips of Thee to speak, Of Thy sweet love to tell ; Till they who wander far shall seek And find and serve Thee well. Chorus. — All Thy dear will, etc. 6 O'er all the world Thy Spirit send, And make Thy goodness known, Till earth and heaven together blend Their praises at Thy throne. Chorus,— All Thy dear will, etc. THE CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. 301 MASON. C. M. _ j 1 1 I =1— — i — w Ei g — f s -pi — p= — (2 fall, And crown our Jesus, Lord of all"! 306 MISSIONS. MERTON. C. M. 7l8 1 O city of the Lord, begin The universal song ; And let the scattered villages The joyful notes prolong. 2 Let Kedar's wilderness afar Lift up the lonely voice ; And let the tenants of the rock, In accents rude, rejoice. 3 Oh, from the streams of distant lands To our Jehovah sing ; .And joyful from the mountain-tops Shout to the Lord, the King! 4 Let all combined, with one accord The Saviour's glories raise, Till, in the earth's remotest bounds, The nations sound His praise. 719 1 Behold, the Mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain tops, above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow ; Up to the hill of God, they'll say, And to His house we'll go. 3 The beam that shines from Zion hill Shall lighten every land ; The King who reigns in Salem's towers Shall all the world command. 4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, Or mar the peaceful years ; To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, To pruning-hooks their spears. 5 No longer hosts encountering hosts Their millions slain deplore ; They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. 6 Come, then, oh come from every land To worship at His shrine • And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. 720 1 Oh, where are kings and empires now Of old that went and came ? But, Lord, Thy church is praying yet, A thousand years the same. 2 We mark her goodly battlements, And her foundations strong ; We hear within the solemn voice Of her unending song. 3 For not like kingdoms of the world, Thy holy church, O God ! Though earthquake shocks are threat- ening her, And tempests are abroad : 4 Unshaken as eternal hills, Immovable she stands, A mountain that shall fill the earth, A house not made by hands. MISSIONS. 307 ANVERN. L M. 7j m- -*»- . —>- & & \? 33 * Ij - > - I- il ✓ *- i» L « _H »» r *^ ^ 6* ^ r r *^ ^ i r 721 1 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead ; Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thine excellence be known : Decked in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory, and thy sorrows boast. 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer ; His hand thy ruins shall repair ; Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. 722 1 Fling out the banner ! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide ; The sun that lights its shining folds, The Cross on which the Saviour died. 2 Fling out the banner ! angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the Love Divine. 3 Fling out the banner ! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight ; And nations, crowding to be born, Baptize their spirits in its light. 4 Fling out the banner ! sin-sick souls, That sink and perish in the strife, Shall touch in faith its radiant hem, And spring immortal into life. 5 Fling out the banner ! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide ; Our glory, only in the Cross, Our only hope, the Crucified. 6 Fling out the banner ! wide and high, Seaward and skyward let it shine ; Nor skill, nor might, nor merit, ours; We conquer only in that sign. 723 1 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake ! Put on Thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 2 Say to the heathen, from Thy throne, " I am Jehovah, God alone :" Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every land, of every name ; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour, Lord of all ! 308 MISSIONS. PIERREPONT. 7s k 6s. rjU N— H i*-r Psalm 72. 1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong ; To Help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls condemned and dying, Were precious in His sight. 3 He shall come down like showers, Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth : Before Him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 1 I 1 I 1 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing Arid daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His Name shall stand forever, That Name to us is Love. 725 1 Send, send the gospel message, In every language send ; Give it a speedy passage To gain its glorious end ; God, from on high, commands us ; We may not now delay • The heathen, too, implore us j They perish day by day. 2 Proclaim aloud the Saviour, Far, far let Him be known ; Let each implore His favor, Let prayer besiege the throne : In labors, all assistant, Conspire to spread His grace, Till lands to us most distant, Shall learn to seek His face. MISSIONS. MISSIONARY HYMN. 7 s & 6s. | iff' -M*- -Of' V 1 f- 309 ll^llEliiililiii^bf^ :f=— rlr: Pfenning; -J !- i 726 1 From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle • Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile ; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we, to men benighted, The lamp of life deny ? Salvation, oh, salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole • Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! 7 Psalm 60. 1 Now be the gospel banner, In every land, unfurled ; And be the shout, " Hosanna !"* Re-echoed through the world ; Till every isle and nation, Till every tribe and tongue, Receive the great salvation, And join the happy throng. 2 Yes, Thou shalt reign forever, O Jesus, King of kings ! Thy light, Thy love, Thy favor, Each ransomed captive sings : The isles for Thee are waiting, The deserts learn Thy praise, The hills and valleys greeting, The song responsive raise. 310 MISSIONS. GEER. C. M. ' ^SA.^ ^ j__j-^^--s-.-g =fl ■Tj :sQL oJ. - r J fL J» ^ 728 1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart, Star of the coming day ! Arise, and with Thy morning beams Chase all our griefs away ! 2 Come, blessed Lord, let every shore And answering island sing The praises of Thy royal Name, And own Thee as their King. 3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now To the bright world above, Break forth in sweetest strains of joy, In memory of Thy love. 4 Jesus, Thy fair creation groans, The air, the earth, the sea, In unison with all our hearts, And calls aloud for Thee. 5 Thirie was the cross, with all its fruits Of grace and peace divine : Be Thine the crown of glory now, The palm of victory Thine ! 729 1 Great God, the nations of the earth Are by creation Thine ; And in Thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. 2 But, Lord, Thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in Thy mind. 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread \ The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound ? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne The temples of Thy praise. 73° 1 Lord, send Thy word, and let it fly, Armed with Thy Spirit's power ; 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 green 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 olive crowned, shall stretch Her wings from shore to shore ; No trump shall rouse the rage of war, Nor murderous cannon roar. 5 Lord, for those days we wait ; those days Are in Thy word foretold ; Fly swifter, sun and stars, and bring This promised age of gold. MISSIONS. 311 DINGMAN. 8s & 7 s. Double. -i — r-^T (•--3: -S- * •» [--4- —J-* m- J 1- -ss ^-zn^~=^ — 1 — n — 1 r^— I 1— t — f2-«L4 I T —I i — t 1 — r "feEr . J f_. _ r 1 Christians, up ! the day is breaking, Gird your ready armor on ; Slumbering hosts around are waking, Rouse ye ! in the Lord be strong ! While ye sleep or idly linger, Thousands sink, with none to save ; Hasten ! Time's unerring finger Points to many an open grave. 2 Hark ! unnumbered voices crying, " Save us, or we droop and die !" Succor bear the faint and dying, On the wings of mercy fly : Lead them to the crystal fountain Gushing with the streams of life ; Guide them to the sheltering mountain, For the gab with death is rife. 3 See the blest millennial dawning ! Bright the beams of Bethlehem's star; Eastern lands, behold ,the morning ; Lo ! it glimmers from afar : O'er the mountain-top ascending, Soon the scattered light shall rise, Till, in radiant glory blending, Heaven's high noon shall greet our eyes. 1 Men of God, go, take your stations, Darkness reigns throughout the earth ; Go proclaim among the nations Joyful news of heavenly birth : Bear the tidings Of the Saviour's matchless worth. 2 Go to men in darkness sleeping, Tell that Christ is strong to save ; Go to men in bondage weeping. Publish freedom to the slave : Tell the dying, Christ has triumphed o'er the grave. 3 What though earth and hell united Should oppose the Saviour's reign, Plead His cause to souls benighted ; Fear ye not the face of men : Vain their tumult, Earth and hell will rage in vain. 4 When exposed to fears and dangers,, Jesus will His own defend ; Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers,, Jesus will appear your Friend ; And His presence Shall be with you to the end. 1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, Cheered by no celestial ray, Sun of Righteousness, arising, Bring the bright, the glorious day : Send the gospel To the earth's remotest bound. 2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness — Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night ; And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day ! .3 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel, Win and conquer, never cease ; May thy lasting, wide dominion Multiply and still increase j Sway Thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around ! 73+ 1 Christian, see, the orient morning Breaks along the heathen sky; Lo ! the expected day is dawning, Glorious day-spring from on high : Hallelujah ! Hail the day-spring from on high I 2 Zion's Sun, salvation beaming, Gilding now the radiant hills, Rise and shine till, brighter gleaming, All the world Thy glory fills : Hallelujah! Hail the day-spring from on high ! 3 Lord of every tribe and nation, Spread Thy truth from pole to pole ! Spread the light of Thy salvation, Till it shine on every soul : Hallelujah! Hail the day-spring from on high ! MISSIONS. 313 TELLEMAN'S CHANT. 7 s. I -N N ! ■ - ^ «g e ■:. m • *» a -r— J-^ « — 3__2_J f-f— a— «— a A -3 h - l— 0 0 .*» 1 S-- g 1 ^ Z» f=— ■ ~ °~ ^ t 1 ' — 735 1 Wake the song of jubilee, Let it echo o'er the sea ! -Now is come the promised hour • Jesus reigns with glorious power ! 2 All ye nations, join and sing, Praise your Saviour, praise your King ; Let it sound from shore to shore, "Jesus reigns for evermore !" 3 Hark ! the desert lands rejoice, And the islands join their voice ; Joy ! the whole creation sings, " Jesus is the King of kings !" 736 1 " Give us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud : See their numbers how they swell, How they gather like a cloud ! 2 Oh, how bright the morning seems, Brighter, from so dark a night ! Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight. 3 Lo, thy sun goes down no more, God Himself will be thy light ; All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. 4 Zion, now arise and shine, Lo, thy light from heaven is come ; These that crowd from far are thine, Give thy sons and daughters room. 737 1 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, When, beneath Messiah's sway, Every nation, every clime, Shall the gospel call obey. 2 Mightiest kings His power shall own ; Heathen tribes His Name adore ; Satan and his host, o'erthrown, Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain : Righteousness and joy and peace, Undisturbed, shall ever reign. 4 Bless we then our gracious Lord ; Ever praise His glorious Name ; All His mighty acts record ; All His wondrous love proclaim. DOXOLOGY. Sing we to our God above, Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 314 MISSIONS. STRASBURG. 8s & 7 s. 6 lines. -ffJH -] -1 -, H 1 ! 1— n— r .23. CJ — ' ^ ^ Is. »— ^ — *s/~= 2SS -- ^1 _ 1 ^ g a s ° & eg, r-pd p e p= — -t= ™. i i l i • r i 1 — u f* _a.« 1 1 . — S — i ■ ... - I p T^i i ' — s» h» " J ^ "g- -S- ^ A =i -1- . 1 B» €3, 1 -J J - g— S^F^— J J— gg*=H-g q — — J 0 | 1 [ f- |s— L— ^— Lp- 1 * -N 738 1 Yes, we trust the day is breaking ; Joyful times are near at hand ; God, the mighty God, is speaking By His word in every land: When He chooses, Darkness flies at His command. 2 Let us hail the joyful season ; Let us hail the dawning ray ; When the Lord appears, there's reason To expect a glorious day : At His presence Gloom and darkness flee away. 3 While the foe becomes more daring, While he enters like a flood, God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread His truth abroad ; Every language Soon shall tell the love of God. 4 God of Jacob, high and glorious, Let Thy people see Thy hand ! Let the gospel be victorious Through the world, in every land ; And the idols Perish, Lord, at Thy command ! Psalm 126. 1 He that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing still the precious seed, Never tiring, never sleeping, All his labor shall succeed: Then will fall the rain of heaven, Then the sun of mercy shine ; Precious fruits will then be given, Through an influence all divine. 2 Sow thy seed, be never weary 7 , Nor let fears thy mind employ; Be the prospect ne'er so dreary, Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy: Lo ! the scene of verdure brightening, See the rising grain appear ; Look again, the fields are whitening : Sure the harvest-time is near. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of all creation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation, Priest and King enthroned above : Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the one Jehovah give. MISSIONS. 315 BENEVENTO. Doubl 740 1 Hark ! the song of Jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore ! Hallelujah ! for the Lord God Omnipotent shall reign : Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, From the centre to the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies. See Jehovah's banner furled, Sheathed His sword, He speaks — 't is done ; And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of His Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole, With illimitable sway ; He shall reign, when like a scroll Yonder heavens have passed away ; Then the end ; beneath His rod Man's last enemy shall fall : Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is All in All. 741 1 Come ! Desire of nations, come ! Hasten, Lord, the general doom ; Hear the Spirit and the Bride ; Come, and take us to Thy side : Thou, who hast our place prepared, Make us meet for our reward ; iThen, with all Thy saints descend ; Then, our earthly trials end. 2 Mindful of Thy chosen race, Shorten these vindictive days ; Hear us now, and save Thine own, Who for full redemption groan : Now destroy the Man of Sin, Now Thine ancient flock bring in, Filled with righteousness divine ; Claim a ransomed world for Thine ! 3 Plant Thy heavenly kingdom here ; Glorious in Thy saints appear • Speak the sacred number sealed, Speak the mystery revealed : Take to Thee Thy royal power ; Reign ! when sin shall be no more ; Reign ! when death no more shall be ; Reign to all eternity 1 316 MISSIONS. WATCHMAN, TELL US OF THE NIGHT. 7 s. Double. 1 1 ^ #I g_gz ; _ : g__ --g — — j \ = 1 1 i i f i- —I i h 1 L - i ' u RE =i =! fl-^— i— i i i . - 1 i i — r r - L - " F 1 1 L 1 1 1 " ' i 1 — ^ J, H— 1 1 1 - _ d_ i— l ■ 1 1 | — i_L_ y Song of Simeon. 1 Tis enough ; the hour is come ; Now within the silent tomb Let this mortal frame decay, Mingled with its kindred clay ; Since Thy mercies, oft of old By Thy chosen seers foretold, Faithful now and steadfast prove, God of truth, and God of love ! 2 Since at length my weary eye Sees the Day-Spring from on high ! Those whom death had overspread With his dark and dreary shade, Lift their eyes, and from afar Hail the light of Jacob's Star, Waiting till the promised ray Turn their darkness into day. 3 Sun of Righteousness, to Thee, Lo, the nations bend the knee ; And the realms of distant kings Own the healing of Thy wings ! See the beams, intensely shed, Shine on Zion's favored head ! Never may they hence remove, God of truth, and God of love ! 318 MORTALITY AND LIFE. RAVEN. S. M. Double. i — r - ? «- i — i r Chorus. |' zfcfc i—i 1 1 J -1 J ... 1 1' , 33 rg — ^ : — I—?—-*-- ^ S L~jS?-_T^S> U_ ~ tim & 1 R- r t — *- u 1 — 744 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb : Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 2 A few more storms shall beat On this wild, rocky shore ; And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more : Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day j Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more : Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign : Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away ! MORTALITY AND LIFE. 319 FREDERICK. lis. S^rS— F [-5--* - g: -f:-=rzr---L~—rr% _gq f ~ ~j "g: - 1 h -g-^nj ; _ - n */ ^ ^ - ? t . S * - .;*-<- - .w * — r; ts— t— c -e 745 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin, Temptation without and corruption within : E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway ; no, welcome the tomb ; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from his God ? Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet, While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 7+6 1 I am weary of straying, oh fain would I rest In the far distant land of the pure and the blest, Where sin can no longer her blandishments spread, And tears and temptations forever have fled. 2 I am weary of loving what passes away ; The sweetest, the dearest, alas, may not stay ; I long for that land where these partings are o'er, And death and the tomb can divide hearts no more. 3 I am weary, my Saviour, of grieving Thy love j Oh, when shall I rest in Thy presence above ? I am weary — but oh, let me never repine, While Thy word, and Thy love, and Thy promise are mine. 320 MORTALITY AND LIFE. SHINING SHORE. 8s & 7 s. Double. . 9 f! t= r- i -f=2. : t [= g 1 i* 1 i r i u == i — i u 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and danger. Chorus. For oh; we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over ; And just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, Our heavenly home discerning ; Our absent Lord has left us word, Let every lamp be burning. Chorus. — For oh, we stand, etc. 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing ; That perfect rest nought can molest, Where golden harps are ringing. Chorus. — For oh, we stand, etc. 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, Each cord on earth to sever ; Our King says, come, and there 's our home, Forever, oh, forever ! Chorus. — For oh, we stand, etc. 74 8 1 Wayfarers in the wilderness, By morn, and noon, and even, Day after day, we journey on With weary feet towards heaven. Chorus. Oh land above ! oh land of love ! The glory shineth o'er thee • O Christ our King, in mercy bring Us thither, we implore Thee ! 2 By day the cloud before us goes, By night the cloud of fire, To guide us o'er the trackless waste, To Canaan ever nigher. Chorus. — Oh land above, etc. 3 Each morning find we, as He said, The dew of daily manna ; And ever when a foe appears, Confronts him Christ our Banner. Chorus. — Oh land above, etc. 4 The sea was riven for our feet, And so shall be the river ) And by the King's highway brought home, We'll praise His Name forever. Chorus. — Oh land above, etc. MORTALITY AND LIFE 321 BAXTER. 6s. I — t EgEiEiEEg=3=gE n — h g-d-^-^- j- J- =1 — g g rg f^V-l 1 — — h=F- 749 1 One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er ; I'm nearer home to-day, Than I have been before : Nearer my Father's house, Where many mansions be, Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea. 2 Nearer the bound of life, Where burdens are laid down, Nearer to leave the cross, And nearer to the crown ; But lying dark between, And winding through the night, The deep and unknown stream Crossed ere we reach the light. 3 Jesus, confirm my trust ; Strengthen the hand of faith To feel Thee, when I stand Upon the shore of death. Be near me when my feet Are slipping o'er the brink, For I am nearer home, Perhaps, than now I think. 75o 1 There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow ; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. 2 Oh joy all joys beyond, To see the Lamb who died, And count each sacred wound In hands, and feet, and side ! To give to Him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things He hath done ! 3 Look up, ye saints of God, Nor fear to tread below The path your Saviour trod Of daily toil and woe : Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love ; His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. 75 1 1 Fade, fade, each earthly joy ; Jesus is mine ! Break, every tender tie ; Jesus is mine ! Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting-place, Jesus alone can bless ; Jesus is mine ! 2 Tempt not my soul away ; Jesus is mine ! Here would I ever stay ; Jesus is mine ! Perishing things of clay, Born but for one brief day, Pass from my heart away ; Jesus is mine ! 3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus is mine ! Lost in this dawning bright ; Jesus is mine ! All that my soul has tried, Left but a dismal void j Jesus has satisfied ; Jesus is mine ! 4 Farewell, mortality ; Jesus is mine ! Welcome, eternity; Jesus is mine ! Welcome, O loved and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Saviour's breast ; Jesus is mine I 752 1 I'm but a stranger here ; Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear ; Heaven is my home ! Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand, Heaven is my fatherland, Heaven is my home ! 2 What though the tempest rage ! Heaven is my home ! Short is my pilgrimage ; Heaven is my home ! Time's cold and wintry blast Soon will be overpast ; I shall reach home at last ; Heaven is my home ! 3 There, at my Saviour's side, Heaven is my home ! I shall be glorified ; Heaven is my home ! There are the good and blest, Those I love most and best, And there I, too, shall rest ; Heaven is my home ! MORTALITY AND LIFE. YORK. C. M. 323 753 1 Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live ; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. 2 If death shall bruise this springing seed Before it come to fruit, The will with Thee goes for the deed • Thy life was in the root. 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that unto God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For, if Thy work on earth be sweet, What will Thy glory be ? 5 Then I shall end my sad complaints, And weary sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing Jehovah's praise. 6 My knowledge of that life is small ; The eye of faith is dim ; But it's enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with Him. 754 i What have I in this barren land ? My Jesus is not here ; Mine eyes will ne'er be blest until My Jesus doth appear. 2 My Jesus is gone up to heaven, To fix a place for me ; For 'tis His will that where He is His followers should be. 3 Canaan I view from Pisgah's top • Of Canaan's grapes I taste • My Lord, who sends them to me here, Will send for me at last. 4 I have a God that changeth not • Why should I be perplext ? My God who owns me in this world, Will own me in the next. 5 My dearest friends they dwell above ; Them will I go to see ; And all my friends in Christ below Will soon come after me. 755 1 Oh, for an overcoming faith, To cheer my dying hours ; To triumph o'er the monster death, And all His frightful powers ! 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quivering lips should sing, " Where is Thy boasted victory, grave ? And where, O death, thy sting ?" 3 Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid ; Who makes us conquerors while we die, Through Christ, our living Head. 75 6 1 Jesus, when I fainting lie, And the world is flitting by, Hold Thou up my head! When the cry is, "Thou must die," And the dread hour draweth nigh, Stand by my bed ! 2 Jesus, when the worst is o'er, And they bear me from the door, Meet the sorrowing throng ! "Weep not!" let the mourner hear; Widow's woe and orphan's tear, Turn into song! 3 Jesus, in the last great day, Come Thou down and touch my clay, Speak the word, " Arise !" Friend to gladsome friend restore, Living, praising evermore, Above the skies! MORTALITY AND LIFE. 325 TIFFANY. C. M. i . ; Ms Eg^z -S-:-g-g'-j^4 g i J J. 757 1 When languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, 'T is sweet to look beyond the cage, And long to fly away : 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of His love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above : 3 Sweet on His faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end : Sweet on His covenant of grace For all things to depend ; 4 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust His firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in His hands, And know no will but His. 5 If such the sweetness of the stream, What must the Fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from Thee ! 758 1 When musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, 'T is sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'T is not that murmuring thoughts arise And dread a Father's will ; 'T is not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer stilt : 3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And loose herself in sight. 4 Oh, let me wing my hallowed flight From earth-born woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share ! 759 1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, We, soldiers of an injured King, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our powers decay, Our cold remains in solitude Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labors done, securely laid In this our last retreat, Unheeded, o'er our silent dust The storms of life shall beat. 4 These ashes poor, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, Till the last angel rise and break The long and dreary sleep. 5 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye Shall shed its mildest rays, And the long silent dust shall burst With shouts of endless praise. y6o 1 My life's a shade, my days Apace to death decline ; My Lord is Life, He'll raise My dust again, e'en mine : Sweet truth to me ! I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see. 2 My peaceful grave shall keep My bones, till that sweet day I wake from my long sleep, And leave my bed of clay ; Sweet truth to me ! I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see. 3 I said sometimes with tears, Ah me ! I'm loth to die ! Lord, silence Thou these tears ; My life's with Thee on high : Sweet truth to me ! I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see. 4 Then welcome, harmless grave ! By thee to heaven I'll go ; My Lord His death shall save Me from the flames below : Sweet truth to me ! I shall arise, And with these eyes my Saviour see. 76l 1 Earth's but a sorry tent Pitched for a few frail days ; A short-leased tenement ; Heaven's still my song, my praise : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 2 No tears from any eyes Drop in that holy choir ; But death itself there dies, And sighs themselves expire : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 3 There should temptation cease, My frailties there should end ; There should I rest in peace In th' arms of my best Friend : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 4 Ah me ! ah me ! that I In Kedar's tents here stay ! No place like this on high ! Thither, Lord ! guide my way ! O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! MORTALITY AND LIFE. 327 BEMERTON. 762 1 Beneath our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour. 3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light Of youth's soft cheek decay ; And fate descend in sudden night On manhood's middle day. 4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly to the tomb ; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come ? 5 Turn, mortal, turn ! thy danger know ; Where'er thy foot can tread, The earth rings hollow from below, And warns thee of her dead ! 6 Turn, Christian, turn ! thy soul apply To truths divinely given : The dead who underneath thee lie, Shall live for hell or heaven ! 763 1 Few are thy days, and full of woe, O man of woman born ; Thy doom is written, " Dust thou art, To dust thou shalt return." 2 Behold the emblem of thy state In flowers that bloom and die ; Or in the shadow's fleeting form That mocks the gazer's eye. 3 Determined are the days that fly Successive o'er thy head ; The numbered hour is on the wing, That lays thee with the dead. 4 Great God, afflict not, in Thy wrath, The short allotted span That bounds the few and weary days Of pilgrimage to man. Psalm 39. 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame ; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time ; Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. 3 What should I wish, or wait for then, From creatures, earth, and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my All. 328 MORTALITY AND LIFE. ATHALIE. S. M. Double. - „ J U 1 .. J _-J . J J J . — 1«— ! F -1 p-I— n «j J ry t — ■ 1 — 1 " - j — 1 1 rr-, n ,— . , J - "•*" — 1 — r - 1 - . r f f f" g ■ * ■■■ 9 a m d i 1 — ru ii i — 3 i — i r 1 r 1 1 11 d~TT rr ^ .p. 1 — 1 — 1 1 A-men. # j 4 — B " | y 6 5 Psalm 39- 1 Lord, let me know mine end, My days, how brief their date, That I may timely comprehend How frail my best estate. 2 My life is but a span, Mine age is nought with Thee ; What is the highest boast of man But dust and vanity ? 3 Dumb at Thy feet I lie, For Thou hast brought me low ; Remove Thy judgments lest I die; I faint beneath Thy blow. 4 At Thy rebuke the bloom Of man's vain beauty flies ; And grief shall like a moth consume All that delights our eyes. 5 Have pity on my fears, Hearken to my request, Turn not in silence from my tears, But give the mourner rest. 6 Oh spare me yet, I pray, Awhile my strength restore, Ere I am summoned hence away, And seen on earth no more. 766 1 Servant of God, well done ! Rest from Thy loved employ ; The battle fought, the victory won, Enter thy Master's joy! 2 The voice at midnight came ; He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame ; He fell, but felt no fear. 3 At midnight came the cry, " To meet thy God prepare ! " He woke, and caught his Captain's eye; Then, strong in faith and prayer, 4 His spirit with a bound Left its encumbering clay : His tent, at sunrise, on the ground A darkened ruin lay. 5 The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease, And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. 6 Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And, while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy! MORTALITY AND LIFE. 329 BOYLSTON. S. M. 767 1 And must this body die, This mortal frame decay, And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay ? 2 God, my Redeemer, lives, And ever from the skies Looks down and watches all my dust, Till He shall bid it rise. 3 Arrayed in glorious grace, Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape and every face Look heavenly and divine. 4 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore His grace below, And sing His power above. 5 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. 768 1 And is there, Lord, a rest For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find ? 2 Is there a blissful home Where kindred minds shall meet, And live, and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat ? 3 Are there bright, happy fields Where nought that blooms shall die, Where each new scene fresh pleasure yields, And healthful breezes sigh ? 4 Are there celestial streams Where living waters glide With murmurs sweet as angel dreams, And flowery banks beside ? 5 Forever blessed they Whose joyful feet shall stand, While endless ages waste away, Amid that glorious land ! 6 My soul would thither tend While toilsome years are given ; Then let me, gracious God, ascend To sweet repose in heaven ! DOXOLOGY. Father of Majesty, Thine Only Son our Lord, Thine Ever-blessed Spirit be For evermore adored. 330 MORTALITY AND LIFE. CROSBY. S. M. -h- 769 [ Oh, for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord ! Oh, be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward ! 2 Their bodies in the ground, In silent hope shall lie Till the last trumpet's joyful sound Shall call them to the sky. 3 Their ransomed spirits soar On wings of faith and love, To meet the Saviour they adore, And reign with Him above. 4 With us their names shall live Through long succeeding years, Embalmed with all our hearts can give, Our praises and our tears. 770 1 How swift the torrent rolls Which bears us to the sea ! The tide which hurries thoughtless souls To vast eternity ! 2 Our fathers — where are they, With all they called their own ? Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, And wealth and honor, gone ! 3 God of our fathers, hear, Thou everlasting Friend, While we, as on life's utmost verge, Our souls to Thee commend. 4 Of all the pious dead May we the footsteps trace, Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before Thy face. 771 1 To-morrow, Lord, is Thine, Lodged in Thy sovereign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by Thy command. The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; Oh make Thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day ! Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, Waken by Thine almighty power, The aged and the young ! One thing demands our care ; Oh, be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renewed ! DOXOLOGY. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity ! ST. PAUL'S. S. W MORTALITY AND LIFE. — 1 J, — f n 1 ! 1 — -. — i ! — gd ,4 ftS «U 331 <3z 4 — g s — _3 — ^rr-!- P f" «— n — ^ ■ — W***- — . f— «i — a .... j — 1 1 — <*753 ' -- £3 772 1 Forever with the Lord ! Amen ! so let it be ! Life from the dead is in that word, 'T is immortality. 2 Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. 3 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! 4 Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above ! 5 " Forever with the Lord !" Father, if 'tis Thy will, The promise of that faithful word E'en here to me fulfil. 6 Be Thou at my right hand, Then can I never fail ; Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand, Fight, and I must prevail. 7 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. 8 Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne, " Forever with the Lord !" 773 1 Rest for the toiling hand, Rest for the anxious brow, Rest for the weary, way-worn feet, Rest from all labor now : 2 Rest for the fevered brain, Rest for the throbbing eye ; Through these parched lips of thine no more Shall pass the moan or sigh. 3 Soon shall the trump of God Give out the welcome sound That shakes thy silent chamber-walls, And breaks the turf-sealed ground. 4 Ye dwellers in the dust, Awake ! come forth and sing ! Sharp has your frost of winter been, . But bright shall be your spring. 5 'Twas sown in weakness here, 'Twill then be raised in power ; That which was sown an earthly seed, Shall rise a heavenly flower. 332 MORTALITY AND LIFE. DUTY. S. M. 774 1 It is not death to die, To leave this weary road, And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise on strong, exulting wing To live among the just. 5 Jesus, Thou Prince of Life, Thy chosen cannot die ; Like Thee, they conquer in the strife To reign with Thee on high. 775 1 We know, by faith we know, If this vile house of clay, This tabernacle, sink below In ruinous decay ; 2 We have a house above Not made with mortal hands; And firm as our Redeemer's love, That heavenly fabric stands. 3 It stands securely high, Indissolubly sure ; Our glorious mansion in the sky Shall evermore endure. 4 Oh may we enter there, To perfect heaven restored ; Oh may we be caught up to share The triumph of our Lord. 5 Thy grace with glory crown, Who hast the earnest given, And then triumphantly come down And take us up to heaven. MORTALITY AND LIFE. 333 776 1 No, no, it is not dying To go unto our God, This gloomy earth forsaking, Our journey homeward taking Along the starry road. 2 No, no, it is not dying Heaven's citizen to be ; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing, From care and conflict free. 3 No, no, it is not dying To hear this gracious word, "Receive a Father's blessing, For evermore possessing The favor of Thy Lord." 4 No, no, it is not dying The Shepherd's voice to know; His sheep He ever leadeth, His peaceful flock He feedeth, Where living pastures grow. 5 No, no, it is not dying To wear a lordly crown; Among God's people dwelling, The glorious triumph swelling Of Him whose sway we own. 6 Oh, no, this is not dying, Thou Saviour of mankind ! There, streams of love are flowing, No hindrance ever knowing; Here, drops alone we find. 334 MORTALITY AND LIFE. REST. L M. Ah j -1 — — 1 1 - : „ O & { ^ 9 — 1 — 1 r--s f= — C2 — & fe, _ p. l 1 — j-, — | — j — -■ u -| — J r- 1 _ 3 — — — 1 v. J ILl ^Zjj^ P_i .ja J ^' J*j ° ||_ 782 1 Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to His arms. 2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move ? Nor should we wish the hours more slow, To keep us from our Love. 3 Why. should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all the saints He blessed, And softened every bed ; Where should the dying members rest But with their dying Head ? 5 Thence He arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way ; Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, At the great rising-day. 6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise ; Awake, ye nations under ground ; Ye saints, ascend the skies. 783 1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope, That when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home. 2 There shall my disimprisoned soul Behold Him and adore ; Be with His likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more. 3 Soon, too,my slumbering dust shall hear The trumpet's quickening sound, And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt, At His right hand be found. 4 Oh, may the unction of these truths Forever with me stay ; Till from her sinful cage dismissed, My spirit flies away. 784 1 Hear what the voice from heaven pro- For all the pious dead ; [claims Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are blessed ; How kind their slumbers are ! From sufferings and from sin released, And freed from every snare. 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They 're present with the Lord ; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward. DOXOLOGY. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. MORTALITY AND LIFE. 337 SAUL L M. — *?- — I 1- -«3 in- ~h — u -<9 * 1 ; 1 1 *k 1 — _j am i _i ' !~1 " i r I 1 - 1 - r r r u =1 s: a ^ & • ■■ ■* — » — 1 4 J3 -fo>r //z^ 4^ Stanza. > 785 1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, Take this new treasure to thy trust ; And give these sacred relics room, To seek a slumber in the dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds : no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept ; — God's dying Son Passed through the grave and blessed the bed ; Rest here, blest saint, till from His throne The morning break, and pierce the shade. 4 Break from His throne, illustrious morn ! Attend, O earth, His sovereign word j Restore thy trust, a glorious form, Ca r ied to ascend and meet the Lord. MORTALITY AND LIFE. HIBERNIA. Us. -OM^lzz- : — S> <5* & =t_C2 23 -S -1 i 1 ^ 1 t = - P- H a&^-f-=-=g-=g — "® f= P - = — — - -flg4L 1 , 3 r-= — — 1 -4-t 53Z 1 — !—e — 1 — 11 1 >- ^ &-*=r-= M 1 ■ ' 1 r 1 ' | | g±?E!— i 1 — 3 — ' p P — d — 22 1 786 1 Thou art gone to the grave : but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour hath passed through its portal before thee, And the lamp of His love is thy guide through the gloom. -2 Thou art gone to the grave : we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may die, for the Sinless has died. 3 Thou art gone to the grave : and, its mansion forsaking, Perhaps thy weak spirit in fear lingered long ; But the mild rays of Paradise beamed on thy waking, And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song. 4 Thou art gone to the grave : but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian and Guide ; He gave thee, He took thee, and Pie will restore thee ; And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. MORTALITY AND LIFE. 339 BOSWELL C. M. ^ & 3 D — 3 — '— --S 1 — — — 787 'Tis Jesus speaks : I fold, says He, These lambs within My breast ; Protection they shall find in Me, In Me be ever blest. Death may the bands of life unloose, But can't dissolve My love ; Millions of infant souls compose The family above. Their feeble frames My power shall raise And mould with heavenly skill ; I'll give them tongues to sing My praise, And hands to do My will. His words the happy parents hear, And shout with joy divine, O Saviour, all we have and are Shall be forever Thine ! 788 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears Flow o'er your children dead, Say not in transports of despair That all your hopes are fled. If, cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie, Rise, and with joy and reverence view A heavenly Parent nigh. Though,your young branches torn away, Like withered trunks ye stand, With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, Touched by the Almighty's hand. 4 I'll give the mourner, saith the Lord, In my own house a place ; No names of daughters nor of sons Could yield so high a grace. 5 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, Through which Thy face we see ; And bless those wounds which through our hearts Prepare a way for Thee. 789 O Thou, whose filmed and failing eye, Ere yet it closed in death, Beheld Thy mother's agony The shameful cross beneath ! through Remember them, like her, whom The sword of grief is driven, And oh, to cheer their cheerless gloom, Be Thy dear mercy given ! Let Thine own word of tenderness Drop on them from above ; Its music shall the lone heart bless, Its touch shall heal with love ! O Son of Mary ! Son of God ! The way of mortal ill By Thy blest feet in triumph trod, Our feet are treading still ! But not with strength like Thine, we go This dark and dreadful way ; As Thou wert strengthened in Thy woe, So strengthen us, we pray ! MORTALITY AND LIFE. BENEVENTO. 7s. Double. * , .1 2 - pi_:: Pv q a m g; — -.2- — g_ g— 8 ' •p : « — zj — — —a* 1 ^ — e £ p :=£ MB |K |K — pe T I 1 V 1 *- *= s=3=S 3 3. ^ R IP — 4il - - =i3=S — z * — 1 a -S "P" H ^==^== — a — v — 1? — -0 -J 1 1 j 1 , f 1 ^— n 3(£$ — * " -* — M— «! s> J-g — % — %~ * P r^: n- • p p — m — fe= s — i r — ^ t — 1 t ^ — r 790 1 Hark ! a voice divides the sky, — Happy are the faithful dead, In the Lord who sweetly die ! They from all their toils are freed ; Them the Spirit hath declared Blest, unutterably blest ; Jesus is their great Reward, Jesus is their endless Rest 2 Followed by their works, they go Where their Head hath gone before ; Reconciled by grace below, Grace hath opened Mercy's door ; Justified through faith alone, Here they knew their sins forgiven ; Here they laid their burden clown, Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 3 Who can now lament the lot Of a saint in Christ deceased? Let the world, who know us not, Call us hopeless and unblest : Jesus smiles and says, " Well done, Good and faithful servant thou ! Enter, and receive thy crown ; Reign with Me triumphant now !" 791 1 Lo, the prisoner is released, Lightened of his fleshly load • Where the weary are at rest, He is gathered unto God : Lo, the pain of life is past, All his warfare now is o'er, Death and hell behind are cast, Grief and suffering are no more. 2 Yes, the Christian's course is run, Ended is the glorious strife ; Fought the fight, the work is done, Death is swallowed up of life : Borne by angels on their wings, Far from earth the spirit flies, Finds his God, and sits and sings, Triumphing in Paradise. 3 Blessing, honor, thanks, and praise, Pay we, gracious God, to Thee ; Thou, in Thine abundant grace, Givest us the victory : True and faithful to Thy word, Thou hast glorified Thy Son, Jesus Christ, our dying Lord j He for us the fight hath won. MORTALITY AND LIFE. 341 RATH BUN. 8s & 7 s. -M 1 1 Tif ~r -H-l— h- =S=*=! 23 r r i 7 r — 1 _n$ 1 1— r-s" r-J P^! — -Zft* 1 0 — I— ■« 9 & .n — -j ,-H-i -1 - m-X-% ^-t^ L 0 — C— P - -g--z§zzg E — — :: •p. -P- 1 -1 — -i — U -S— : 1 — «— 1 I — — [— r L r- — L L 1 r r r r L -r- b-L- 1 792 1 Happy soul, thy days are ended, All thy mourning days below ; Go, by angel-guards attended, To the sight of Jesus, go ! 2 Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo, the Saviour stands above, Shows the purchase of His merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 3 Struggle through thy latest passion To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To His uttermost salvation, To His everlasting rest. 4 For the joy He sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain ; Die to live the life of glory ; Suffer with thy Lord to reign. 793 1 Earthly joys no longer please us, Here would we renounce them all, Seek our only rest in Jesus, Him our Lord and Master call. 2 Faith, our languid spirits cheering, Points to brighter worlds above, Bids us look for His appearing, Bids us triumph in His love. 3 May our lights be always burning, And our loins be girded round, Waiting for our Lord's returning, Longing for the welcome sound. 4 Thus the Christian life adorning, Never will we be afraid, Should He come at night or morning, - Early dawn or evening shade. 794 1 Hark ! the sound of holy voices Chanting at the crystal sea, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah ! Lord, to Thee. 2 Multitudes which none can number, Like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding Victor-palms in every hand. 3 They have come from tribulation, And have washed their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus ; Tried they were, and firm they stood. 4 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered, Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died ; And, by death, to life immortal They were born, and glorified. 5 Now they reign in heavenly glory, Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite. 6 Love and peace they taste forever, And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the Blessed Trinity. 342 THE SECOND ADVENT. 795 1 Come, Thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set Thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in Thee. 2 Israel's Strength and Consolation, Hope of all the earth Thou art ; Dear Desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born Thy people to deliver Born a Child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By Thine own Eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By Thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to Thy glorious throne. 796 1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Come, and by Thy love revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : 2 The new heaven and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise, Scattering all the night of nature, Pouring eyesight on our eyes. 3 Still we wait for Thine appearing ; Life and joy Thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart. 4 Come, and manifest the favor God hath for our ransomed race ; Come, Thou glorious God and Saviour, Come, and bring the gospel-grace. 797 1 Hark ! an awful voice is sounding, " Christ is nigh !" it seems to say ; " Cast away the dreams of darkness, O ye children of the day !" 2 Startled at the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise ; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies. 3 Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from heaven ; Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, One and all, to be forgiven. 4 So, when next He comes with glory, Wrapping all the earth in fear, With His mercy He may shield us, And with words of love draw near. 5 Honor, glory, virtue, merit, To the Father and the Son, With the Everlasting Spirit, While eternal ages run. DOXOLOGY. Praise the God of our salvation ; Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation ; Praise the Spirit from above. THE SECOND ADVENT. 343 79 8 1 Come, Lord, and tarry not, Bring the long-looked-for day ; Oh, why these years of waiting here, These ages of delay? 2 Come ! for the good are few, They lift the voice in vain ; Faith waxes fainter on the earth, And love is on the wane. 3 Come ! for love waxes cold, Its steps are faint and slow ; Faith now is lost in unbelief; Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 4 Come ! for creation groans, Impatient of Thy stay, Worn out with these long years of ill, These ages of delay. 5 Come, and make all things new ; Build up this ruined earth, Restore our faded Paradise, Creation's second birth ! 6 Come, and begin Thy reign Of everlasting peace ; Come, take the kingdom to Thyself, Great King of Righteousness ! 799 1 The Church has waited long Her absent Lord to see ; And still in loneliness she waits, A friendless stranger she. 2 Age after age has gone, Sun after sun has set, And still, in weeds of widowhood, She weeps a mourner yet. 3 Saint after saint on earth Has lived, and loved, and died ; And as they left us one by one, We laid them side by side : 4 We laid them down to sleep, But not in hope forlorn ; We laid them but to ripen there Till the last glorious morn. 5 The whole creation groans, And waits to hear that voice That shall restore her comeliness, And make her wastes rejoice. 6 Come, Lord, and wipe away The curse, the sin, the stain, And make this blighted world of ours. Thine own fair world again. DOXOLOGY. Praise to the Father be ; Praise to His Only Son ; Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. 344 THE SECOND ADVENT. 1 O'er the distant mountains breaking, Comes the reddening dawn of day ; Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray : 'Tis thy Saviour, On His bright, returning way. 2 O Thou long-expected, weary Waits my anxious soul for Thee ; Life is dark, and earth is dreary, Where Thy light I do not see : O my Saviour, When wilt Thou return to me ! 3 Long, too long, in sin and sadness, Far away from Thee I pine ; When, oh, when shall I the gladness Of Thy Spirit feel in mine ! O my Saviour, When shall 1 be wholly Thine ! 4 Nearer is my soul's salvation, Spent the night, the day at hand ; Keep me in my lowly station, Watching for Thee, till I stand, O my Saviour, In Thy bright and promised land ! 5 With my lamp well-trimmed and burn- ing, Swift to hear, and slow to roam, Watching for Thy glad returning, To restore me to my home, Come, my Saviour ! O my Saviour, quickly come ! DOXOLOGY. Great Jehovah, we adore Thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne ; Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One ! THE SECOND ADVENT. FINNEY. 8s, 7 s & 4 s. 1 Lo ! He comes, with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain ; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of His train : Hallelujah ! Jesus comes, He comes reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold Him Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at nought, and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Every island, sea, and mountain, Heaven and earth, shall flee away ; j All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day ; Come to judgment ! Come to judgment ! come away ! 4 Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit ; Hasten, Lord, and quickly come ! The new heaven and earth to inherit, Take Thy pining exiles home ! All creation Travails, groans, and bids Thee come ! 5 Yea, amen ! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne ! Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdoms for Thine own ! Oh, come quickly ! Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! 802 1 Day of Judgment, day of wonders ! Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round : How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine ! Ye, 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 powers of nature, shaken By His look, prepare to flee : Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ! 4 But to those who have confessed, Loved and served the Lord below, He will say, — " Come near, ye blessed ! See the kingdom I bestow s You forever Shall My love and glory know." 346 THE SECOND ADVENT. GANSE '■0 EJ« F-fe: 111 803 When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come To take Thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand ? I love to meet Thy people now, Before Thy feet with them 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 shall call ! O Lord, prevent it by Thy grace ; Be Thou my only Hiding-place, In this the accepted day : Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear ; Nor let me fall, I pray ! Among Thy saints let me be found, Whene'er the Archangel's trump shall To see Thy smiling face ; [sound, Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 804 Lo, on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Yet how insensible ! A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. O God, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me ere it be too late ; Wake me to righteousness. Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day, When Thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at Thy bar ; And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, To meet a joyful doom ? Then, Saviour, then my soul re- ceive, Transported from this vale, to live And reign with Thee above ; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. THE SECOND ADVENT. 347 PURCELL S. M. :=5 -5 — s-bg -ts>- 8o 5 1 And will the Judge descend, And must the dead arise, And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes ? 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven before His face Astonished shrink away? 3 But ere the trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread ! 4 Ye sinners, seek His grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to the shelter of His cross, And find salvation there. 5 So shall that curse remove, By which the Saviour bled ; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. 806 1 Thou Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, With holy joy, or guilty dread, We all shall soon appear : 2 Our cautioned souls prepare For that tremendous day ; And fill us now with watchful care, And stir us up to pray : 3 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown, When, robed in majesty and power, Thou shalt from heaven come down, — : 4 The Immortal Son of Man, To judge the human race, With all Thy Father's dazzling train, With all Thy glorious grace. 5 Oh may we thus be found Obedient to His word, Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking for our Lord ! 6 Oh may we thus insure Our lot among the blest ; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest. 807 1 Waked by the trumpet's sound, I from the grave must rise, And see the Judge with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies. 2 O Thou that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die, Who diedst Thyself my soul to save From endless misery! 3 Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; That when Thou comest on Thy throne, I may with joy appear ! 348 THE SECOND ADVENT. OLD HUNDRED AND TWELFTH. L M. 5 lines. SI*: 1: I'M 3=§ 1 S3- :t=: at I -I 1- 3t 808 1 The Lord will come ! the earth shall quake ; The hills their fixed seat forsake ; And, withering, from the vault of night The stars withdraw their feeble light. 2 The Lord will come ! but not the same As once in lowly form He came, A silent Lamb to slaughter led, The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. 3 The Lord will come ! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human kind ! 4 Can this be He, who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway, By power oppressed, and mocked by pride, The Nazarene, the Crucified ? 5 While sinners in despair shall call, " Rocks, hide us S mountains, on us fall !" The saints, ascending from the tomb, Shall sing for joy, "The Lord is come !" 809 1 That day of wrath ! that dreadful day When heaven and earth shall pass away! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day? 2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! 3 Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 810 1 The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Does through the rending tombs re- bound ; The Judge ascends His awful throne, He makes each secret sin be known, And all with shame confess their own. 2 Thou great Creator of mankind, Amazing fears o'erwhelm my mind ; My sins my heart with anguish rend ; My God, my Saviour, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in the end ! 3 Thou who for me didst feel such pain, Whose precious blood the cross did stain, Let not those agonies be vain ; Cancel my debt, too great to pay, Before the last accounting day. 4 From that insatiable abyss, Where flames devour, where Satan is, Oh save and bring me to Thy bliss ; Give to my ransomed soul a place Among thy chosen right-hand race. THE SECOND ADVENT. 349 TRASK. 14s. : 1 , H 1- r _j __i _| 1 , r -4 n _! — g — « £4 — 6es m- __ a - c }cp u *f - -1 — en csa fa> c _ :._gs g £ === « * — 1 i— p— - t= 3 =rS- -1 — a — r r L -r - Q fm= - « « a p - & : — (» 1 1 — #S- 1 1 1 r r L f r ; — 10 — 1 — 10 I — *l -| — | 5 : a|: r — — £ 1 n — & — — 1 g » * "I ■- r— 1 — r r ! -n — 1- — 1 — 1 —1 H- -J 1 — aJ » — — fl 1 tt=F=zll 814 1 Day of anger ! that dread day- Shall the sign in heaven display, And the earth in ashes lay ! Oh what trembling shall appear When His coming shall be near, Who shall all things strictly clear : When the trumpet shall command, Through the tombs of every land, All before the throne to stand ! 2 What shall I before Him say? How shall I be safe that day When the righteous scarcely may ! King of awful majesty, Saving sinners graciously, Fount of mercy, save Thou me ! Leave me not, my Saviour, — one For whose soul Thy course was run, Lest I be that day undone ! 3 Thou didst toil my soul to gain, Didst redeem me with Thy pain ; Be such labor not in vain ! Thou just Judge of wrath severe, Grant my sins remission here, Ere Thy reckoning day appear ! My trangressions grievous are, Scarce look up for shame I dare : Lord, thy guilty suppliant spare ! Thou didst heal the sinner's grief, And didst hear the dying thief: Even I may hope relief. All unworthy is my prayer ; Make my soul Thy mercy's care, And from fire eternal spare ! Place me with Thy sheep — that band Who shall separated stand From the goats, on Thy right hand I When Thy voice in wrath shall say, " Cursed ones, depart away !" Call me with the blest, I pray ! Lord, Thine ear in mercy bow ; Broken is my heart and low ; Guard of my last end be Thou ! In that day, that mournful day, When to judgment wakes our clay, Show me mercy, Lord, I pray ! 352 THE SECOND ADVENT. NEUMARK. L M. 7 lines. T=fc mm M — u - — A - men. 815 1 Eternity ! eternity ! How long art thou, eternity ! A moment's pleasure sinners know, Through which they pass to endless woe ; A moment's woe the righteous taste, Through which to endless joys they haste Mark well, O man, eternity! 2 Eternity ! eternity ! Awful art thou, eternity! Who looks to thee, alone is wise: Sin's pleasures all he can despise, The world attracts him now no more, His love to vain delights is o'er: His thoughts are on eternity. 3 Eternity ! eternity ! How dreadful is eternity! O Thou eternal King and God, Here prove us with Thy chastening rod, Here let us all Thy judgments bear; Hereafter Lord in mercy spare: Oh spare us in eternity! THE SECOND ADVENT. 353 LUTHER'S HYMN. 8,7,8,7,8,8,7. ! - n -1 -, 1 p -1 — -I- I vJ A - men. J2. -o- -szl — r 8l6 1 Great God, what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated ; The trumpet sounds, the graves restore The dead which they contained before ; Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing ; For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing : The day of grace is past and gone ; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. Great God, what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ! The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated : Beneath His cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Him. 354 THE SECOND ADVENT. GENUNG. 7,6,7,4. • fl — — , a! — t*--t-H — 3 1 r • >. to • — ,^ — s— £ 1 I | — 1 1 > 1 " C 1 1 1 — t— 817 1 In us the hope of glory, O risen Lord, art Thou; The first-fruits of the Spirit Are in us now. 2 Yet still in dust and ashes Before Thy throne we kneel; And in our hearts is hidden Thy living seal. 3 The whole creation groaneth In prison chains for Thee : Oh rend the veil asunder, And set us free. 4 Raise up Thy holy sleepers, And change Thy saints on earth, In all, as one, revealing The second birth. 5 Oh come in all Thy glory, Our great Immanuel ! Come forth, our Prince and Saviour, With us to dwell ! 6 Bring Thine eternal Sabbath, Bring Thine eternal day, And cause all grief and sighing To flee away. 7 To Thee, Almighty Father, O Saviour, unto Thee, To Thee, Creator- Spirit, All glory be ! THE SECOND ADVENT. 355 BEULAH. 7 s. Double. A - L 1_ . JS • £ n * P I—. | r y_ | 1 4-- r f— U Fine. Z>. 6". ■v— r 1 — *-r 818 1 Spirit, leave thy house of clay ! Lingering dust, resign thy breath ! Spirit, cast thy chains away ! Dust, be thou dissolved in death ! Thus the Almighty Saviour speaks While the faithful Christian dies ; Thus the bonds of life He breaks, And the ransomed captive flies. 2 Prisoner, long detained below, Prisoner, now with freedom blest, Welcome from a world of woe, Welcome to a Land of Rest ! Thus the choir of angels sing, As they bear the soul on high, While with hallelujahs ring All the regions of the sky. 3 Grave, the guardian of our dust, Grave, the treasury of the skies, Every atom of thy trust Rests in hope again to rise : Hark! the j udgment-trumpet calls ! Soul, rebuild thy house of clay, Immortality thy walls, And Eternity thy day ! 8l 9 1 See, the ransomed millions stand, Palms of conquest in their hand ; This before the Throne their strain: " Hell is vanquished, death is slain ; Blessing, honor, glory, might, Are the Conqueror's native right ; Thrones and powers before Him fall, Lamb of God, and Lord of all !" 2 Hasten, Lord, the promised hour ; Come in glory and in power ; Still Thy foes are unsubdued ; Nature sighs to be renewed • Time has nearly reached its sum, All things with Thy Bride say, Come ! Jesus, whom all worlds adore, Come, and reign forevermore ! 820 1 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy, Bursting forth from yonder cloud ! Jesus comes, and through the sky Angels tell their joy aloud. Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad through sea and land ! Let His people now rejoice, Their redemption is at hand. 2 See ! the Lord appears in view ; Heaven and earth before Him fly : Rise, ye saints, He comes for you, Rise to meet Him in the sky : Go, and dwell with Him above Where no foe can e'er molest ; Happy in the Saviour's love, Ever blessing, ever blest. 356 THE SECOND ADVENT. NORTHFIELD. C. M. 821 1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears To our believing eyes ! The earth and seas are passed away, And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heaven where God resides, That holy, happy place, . The New Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing, " Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of your descending King. 4 " The God of glory, down to men, Removes His blest abode ; Men, the dear objects of His grace, And He their loving God. 5 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye ; And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die !" 6 How long, dear Saviour, oh, how long Shall this bright hour delay? Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. 822 1 The whole creation groans, and waits, Till we who love Thee, Lord, Shall stand within Thy temple gates, And shine, the sons of God. 2 The sons of God, how bright they shine ! No mortal eye can see ; We sinners shall be made divine ; We shall be one with Thee. 3 One with the Lord and all His saints, Thy nature in our own, Thy crown our rich inheritance, Heirs to Thy royal throne 1 823 1 As Jesus died and rose again, Victorious, from the dead, So His disciples rise, and reign With their triumphant Head. 2 The time draws nigh when from the clouds Christ shall with shouts descend ; And the last trumpet's awful voice The heavens and earth shall rend. 3 Then they who live shall changed be, And they who sleep shall wake ; The graves shall yield their ancient charge, And earth's foundation shake. 4 The saints of God, from death set free, With joy shall mount on high ; The heavenly host with praises loud Shall meet them in the sky. 5 Together to their Father's house With joyful hearts they go, And dwell forever with the Lord Beyond the reach of woe. HEAVEN. 357 ERNAN. L. M. rftbj... | r- -1 , r ^ - j -j-P-I -f^ -J p gi i % * $ W tot 1 a — w N E=r= r — =] 1 *-t — i — i c r — r 1 1_ L_p. 1- '| 1 J U . i r __fY.. r 1 ^4 —IT ^ s. r r -^2 1 ^ - " « 1 1 8 — =d — 3i 1 i r ^ 1 1 — s> & H- I 824 1 Descend from heaven, Immortal Dove ! Stoop down and take us on Thy wings, And mount and bear us far above The reach of these inferior things ! 2 Oh for a sight, a pleasing sight, Of our Almighty Father's throne ! There sits our Saviour crowned with Clothed in a body like our own. [light, 3 Adoring saints around Him stand, And thrones and powers beforeHim fall; The God shines gracious through the Man, And sheds sweet glories on them all. 4 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount to dwell above, And stand and bow amongst them there, And view Thy face, and sing, and love ? 825 1 As when the weary traveller gains The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if 'cross the plains, He eyes his home, though distant still : 2 Thus when the Christian pilgrim views By faith his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With Jesus in the realms of day ; Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And He will wipe my tears away ! 826 Psalm 1 7 . 1 What sinners value I resign ; Lord, 'tis enough that Thou art mine ; I shall behold Thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show, But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake and find me there ! 3 Oh glorious hour ! oh blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet sur- prise, And in my Saviour's image rise ! 827 1 " We've no abiding city here :" This may distress the worldly mind, But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. 2 " We've no abiding city here :" We seek a city out of sight, Zion its name, the Lord is there, It shines with everlasting light. 3 O sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest, Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd fly to thee, and be at rest ! 358 HEAVEN. JANETTE. 6,6,8,4. i 1 -J 1 — 1 n p 1 — -1 — i H rr r-(=2 * — («-r-f=-— o-^-~ -| 1 1 L_ r> • ; 3 J si « ? & — =-4s>-S — — — 1 1 — m — 9 3 10 IS 1 1 -1 1 — r r- t ■ -f ... I — i— c 1 1 1 n 1 — I 1 !^V-, 1 1— n-J— i - J I ' i ~i ; — n \=- r 1 1 U=t=±J= tz l- f- p " i H~ F— i F^ l i "-r— b -a-u I | i _J — l-n-J-j-J !— J — -4 — I — I 1 1— n — r-i— ^ - J-j- r^-n" ^=i=t=i — nr r jl: prTT ~ r " 1 -' — a - t=±rz — c — 1 fBr ! = 11 - 828 1 Though nature's strength decay, And earth and hell withstand, To Canaan's bounds I urge my way At His command : The watery deep I pass, With Jesus in my view, And through the howling wilderness My way pursue. 2 The goodly land I see, With peace and plenty blest ; A land of sacred liberty, And endless rest : There milk and honey flow, And oil and wine abound ; And trees of life forever grow, With mercy crowned. 3 There dwells the Lord our King, The Lord our Righteousness ; Triumphant o'er the world and sin, The Prince of Peace, On Zion's sacred height, His kingdom still maintains, And, glorious with His saints in light, Forever reigns. 4 He keeps His own secure, He guards them by His side ; Arrays in garments white and pure His spotless Bride ; With streams of sacred bliss, With groves of living joys, With all the fruits of Paradise, He still supplies. 5 Before the great Three-One They all exulting stand, And tell the wonders He hath done, Through all their land ; The listening spheres attend And swell the growing fame, And sing, in songs which never end, The wondrous Name ! HEAVEN. 359 WOODLAND. C. M. J u :s=s: r • A r S-E— b— : i_c_tn_i — u_ r L 4-. — c l» — !- fa Si 829 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wanderers given ; There is a joy for souls distrest, A balm for every wounded breast, 'T is found above, in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven, When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, To brighter prospects given,. And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given; There rays divine disperse the gloom ; Beyond the confines of the tomb, Appears the dawn of heaven. 830 1 Earth has engrossed my love too long; 'T is time I lift mine eyes Upward, dear Father, to Thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There the blest Man, my Saviour, sits, — The God ! how bright He shines !— And scatters infinite delights On all the happy minds. 3 Seraphs, with elevated strains, Circle the throne around ; And move and charm the starry plains, With an immortal sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs ; Jesus, Thy love they sing ; Jesus, the Life of all our joys, Sounds sweet from every string. 5 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too ; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, Here's joyful work for you. 831 1 How bright these glorious spirits shine ! Whence all their white array ? How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day ? 2 Lo! these are they from sufferings great Who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have washed These robes which shine so bright. 3 Now, with triumphal pahns, they stand Before the throne m high, And serve the God they love, amid The glories of the; sky. 4 The Lamb that dwells amid the throne, Shall o'er them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. 5 In pastures green He'll lead His flock* Where living streams appear ; And God, the Lord, from every eye Shall wipe off every tear. 360 HEAVEN. RHINE. C. M. S | | . ,, -pj * p -^j-r __j — jfl j — is jg ^ 1 «-T * (<>):■ b 4. 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( — _ .L....J j n 832 t There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea ; And linger, shivering on the brink, And fear to launch away. 5 Oh could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love, With unbeclouded eyes : 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore. 833 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. 2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene That rises to my sight ! Sweet fields arrayed in living green, And rivers of delight ! 3 All o'er those wide extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God, the Son, forever reigns, And scatters night away. 4 No chilling winds, or poisonous breath, Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. 5 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest ! When shall I see my Father's face, And in His bosom rest ! 83+ 1 Oh for the pearly gates of heaven ! Oh for the golden floor ! Oh for the Sun of Righteousness That setteth nevermore ! 2 The highest hopes we cherish here, How soon they tire and faint ! How many a spot defiles the robe That wraps an earthly saint ! 3 Oh for a heart that never sins ! Oh for a soul washed white ! Oh for a voice to praise our King, Nor weary, day nor night ! 835 1 O mother dear, Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee ! When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see ! O happy harbor of God's saints ! O sweet and pleasant soil ! In thee no sorrow can be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 2 No dimming cloud o'ershadows thee, Nor gloom, nor darksome night; But every soul shines as the sun, For God Himself gives light. Thy walls are made of precious stone, Thy bulwarks diamond-square, Thy gates are all of orient pearl — O God ! if I were there ! 3 Right through thy streets, with pleasing sound The flood of life doth flow, And on the banks, on either side, The trees of life do grow : Those trees each month yield ripened fruit, For evermore they spring ; And all the nations of the earth To thee their honors bring. 4 There the blest souls that hardly 'scaped The snare of death and hell, Triumph in joy eternally, Whereof no tongue can tell. O mother dear, Jerusalem ! When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end ? Thy joys when shall I see ? 362 HEAVEN. JENNER. 7 s &. 6s. -g- - p — - — i — . g ^ — 9 ■ — S ts> ©> — — g — ^ f2 fe "I" : r— i- — r— t 1 ■ r g_ ^ _^ ^— l_j -j- 1 1 1 — jg ^ e A - men. 8 3 6 1 For thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love beholding Thy happy name they weep : The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. 2 Thou hast no shore,' fair ocean ! Thou hast no time, bright day ! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away ! Upon the Rock of Ages They raise thy holy tower ; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower. 3 O one, O only mansion ! O Paradise of joy ! Where tears are ever banished, And smiles have no alloy ; The Lamb is all thy splendor ; The Crucified thy praise ; His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise. 4 With jasper glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze ; The sardius and the topaz Unite in thee their rays ; Thine ageless walls are bonded With amethyst unpriced ; Thy saints build up its fabric, The corner-stone is Christ. HEAVEN. 363 JERUSALEM. C. M. Double. fr— — — a — m — r-3- - — * •* r-f-~ — g — 1 IZ£_; a,, 5_ 3» ••- 1? ^— Fine. 3& -5 837 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labors have an end In joy and peace, in thee? 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold ? Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold ? 3 Oh when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end ? 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes, I onward press to you. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below, Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home ! My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. 838 1 Fair vision ! how thy distant gleam Brightens time's saddest hue ; Far fairer than the fairest dream, And yet how strangely true ! 2 With thee in view, how poor appear The world's most winning smiles ! Vain is the tempter's subtlest snare, And vain hell's varied wiles. 3 Then welcome toil, and care, and pain, And welcome sorrow too ; All toil is rest, all grief is gain, With such a prize in view, 4 Come crown and throne, come robe and palm, Burst forth, glad stream of peace ; Come, Holy City of the Lamb ! Rise, Sun of Righteousness ! 5 When shall the clouds that veil the rays, Forever be withdrawn ? Why dost thou tarry, day of days ? When shall thy gladness dawn ? 364 H EAVEN. CHESTERFIELD. C. M. 839 1 How happy are the souls above, From sin and sorrow free ! With Jesus they are now at rest, And all His glory see. 2 " Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry, " That brought us here to God :" In ceaseless hymns of praise they shout The virtue of His blood. 3 With wondering joy they recollect Their fears and dangers past ; And bless the wisdom, power, and love, Which brought them safe at last. 4 Lord, let the merit of Thy death To me be likewise given ; And I, with them, will shout Thy praise Eternally in heaven. 840 1 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor sense nor reason known, What joys the Father hath prepared For those that love the Son. G But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come ; The beams of glory in His word Allure and guide us home. 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; No wanton lip, nor envious eye, Can taste or see the bliss. 4 Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb. 84 1 There is a fold whence none can stray, And pastures ever green, Where sultry sun, or stormy day, Or night is never seen. 2 Far up the everlasting hills, In God's own light it lies ; His smile its vast dimension fills With joy that never dies. 3 One narrow vale, one darksome wave, Divides that land from this : I have a Shepherd pledged to save And bear me home to bliss. 4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie In life's last struggling breath ; But I shall only seem to die, I shall not taste of death. 5 Far from this guilty world to be Exempt from toil and strife ; To spend eternity with Thee, My Saviour, this is life ! DOXOLOGY, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. H E AVE N . 365 MISSIONARY CHANT, L M. -1 1 t=*= ±3~ — 1 "1 ' . - r : I I ~l J- — J J . ~ , r „ r & . S S TS 1?: "f- p . ■ E- L, E. ■ -- ' _ f=— t- h h to' ii w -!o - 1 1 *z3 r . , — , ; fH-r^ H b !=±i=tfc=|=b-t • ■ - 1 842 t Now let our souls on wings sublime, 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. 843 1 Eternal life ! how will it reign, When, mounting from this breathless clod, The soul, discharged from sin and pain, Ascends to enjoy its Father, God ! 2 Eternal life ! how will it bloom In beauty, on that blissful day When, rescued from the imprisoning tomb, A glory clothes our rising clay ! 3 Eternal life ! oh how refined The joy ! the triumph how divine ! When saints, in body and in mind, Shall in the Saviour's image shine ! 4 Holy and heavenly be that soul Where dwells a hope so high as this ; How should we long to reach the goal, And seize the prize of endless bliss ! 844 1 Still one in life and one in death, One in our hope of rest above, One in our joy, our trust, our faith, One in each other's faithful love : 2 Yet must we part, and parting weep ; What else has earth for us in store ? Our farewell pangs,how sharp and deep! Our farewell words, how sad and sore ! 3 Yet shall we meet again in peace, ,To sing the song of festal joy, Where none shall bid our gladness cease, And none our fellowship destroy : 4 Where none shall beckon us away, Nor bid our festival be done ; Our meeting-time the eternal day, Our meeting-place the eternal throne. 5 There, hand in hand, firm-linked at last, And heart to heart enfolded all, We'll smile upon the troubled past, And wonder why we wept at all. 366 HEAVEN. BEULAH. 7 s. Double. 1 1 vP' # ? . _j* is -T&f: l • — S-w J 1 , ft ■ i i 1 -S-4— b«— » — I*- - 5— s= 1 F ■ g w- 1 k-i — t= *=q p_ r-5H — H= P *~i 1— r 1** — 1 nz I I />: S. ^ h f~ ©! t* a — & & - * :., ■ ; . J , ff — ■ Z f : I 1 1 — H — r— J =«=^=^_ 1 Tf-Zg-f 3 —, z -0— — »— I 1 *e— 1 ^ r — ^ 8+5 1 What are these in bright array, This innumerable thronsr, Round the altar, night and day, Hymning one triumphant song ? " Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, Blessing, honor, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, to obtain, New dominion every hour." 2 These through fiery trials trod, These from great affliction came ; Now, before the throne of God, Sealed with His Almighty Name, Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor-palms in every hand, Through their dear Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, On immortal fruits they feed ; Them the Lamb amidst the throne, Shall to living fountains lead : Joy and gladness banish sighs ; Perfect love dispels all fear ; And forever from their eyes God shall wipe away the tear. 846 t High in yonder realms of light, Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love : Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, Torturing pain and heavy woe. 2 But these days of weeping o'er, Passed this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more, Never, never weep again : 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid the angelic lyres above, Hark, their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! 3 All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturbed repose ; There no cloud can intervene, There no angry tempest blows : Every tear is wiped away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast, Night is lost in endless day, Sorrow, in eternal rest. DOXOLOGY. Praise our glorious King and Lord, Angels waiting on His word, Saints that walk with Him in white, Pilgrims walking in His light ! Glory to the Eternal One, Glory to His Only Son, Glory to the Spirit be, Now and through eternity ! HEAVEN. 367 KEELER. 7 s, 6s & 8s. -I ! I- Ei2_i_ 1 ztzzzt: 1 1 ;=1 \-^=^f- 1 — i— -1 £-h ^=2=aj 1 — q: J,± .£2. 1 r 847 1 Ten thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light : 'Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin : Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in ! 2 What rush of hallelujahs Fills all the earth and sky ! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! Oh day for which creation And all its tribes were made ! Oh joy, for all its former woes A thousand fold repaid ! 3 Oh then what raptured greetings, On Canaan's happy shore, What knitting severed friendships up, Where partings are no more ! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle, That brimmed with tears of late ; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. 848 1 There is a holy city, A happy world above, Beyond the starry regions, Built by the God of love ; An everlasting temple, And saints, arrayed in white, There serve their great Redeemer, And dwell with Him in light. 2 The meanest child of glory Outshines the radiant sun ; But who can speak the splendor Of that eternal throne, Where Jesus sits exalted, In godlike majesty! The elders fall before Him, The angels bend the knee. 3 Is this the Man of sorrows, Who stood at Pilate's bar, Condemned by haughty Herod, And by his men of war ? He seems a mighty Conqueror, Who spoiled the powers below, And ransomed many captives From everlasting woe ! 368 HEAVEN. RAMSAY. H. M. 1 I _ (=2 p. & m i a— ^=a=^= — — h f -p — JUi^ — i— q=d — t =i— =i — i = : =_!-: 3= - ^ - « ^ - 849 1 Jerusalem on high My song and city is, My home whene'er I die, The centre of my bliss : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 2 Thy walls, sweet city, thine, With pearls are garnished ; Thy gates with praises shine, Thy streets with gold are spread : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 3 No sun by day shines there, Nor moon by silent night ; Oh no ! these needless are ; The Lamb's the city's Light : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 4 Sweet place ! sweet place alone ! The court of God Most High, The Heaven of heavens, the throne Of spotless majesty : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 5 1 nere dwells my l^ora, my King, Judged here unfit to live ; There angels to Him sing, And lowly homage give : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 6 The Patriarchs of old There from their travels cease ; The Prophets there behold Their longed-for Prince of Peace : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 7 The Lamb's Apostles there I might with joy behold, The harpers I might hear Harping on harps of gold : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! 8 The bleeding Martyrs, they Within those courts are found, Clothed in pure array, Their scars with glory crowned : O happy place ! when shall I be, My God, with Thee, to see Thy face ! HEAVEN. 369 JENNER. 7 s &. 6s. as i r — i- 1 HiHil 850 1 Jerusalem the golden, With milk and honey blest ! Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest: I know not, oh, I know not What social joys are there ; What radiancy of glory, What light beyond compare. 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, Conjubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them ; The daylight is serene ; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen. There is the throne of David ; And there, from care released, The song of them that triumph, The shout of them that feast ;. And they who with their Leader Have conquered in the fight,, For ever and for ever , Are clad in robes of white.. O sweet and blessed country, Shall I e'er see thy face ? O sweet and blessed country,. Shall I e'er win thy grace ?" Exult, O dust and ashes ! The Lord shall be thy part, His only, His for ever, Thou shalt be and thou- art ! 370 HEAVEN, PARADISE. 8,6,8,6,6,6,6,6. r 1 1 L_ =1 J ^ * i t r-*: 2 — ! 0 p 1 '^3 g fie —is — - — -w Is* i i | | = L -r i i 1 i n — 1 — 1 , 1 j . j 1 ^ 1 L_o_ _ — D — — — f n — 1 L^-r— -J S J — ii A, — ,_ , — i — i j — i— , — - H 2d =J — 1 — — - — — Ws> A - men. L U — , 1 bp _j — | fJ 851 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! Who doth not crave for rest ? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest : Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight? 0 Paradise ! O Paradise ! 'T is weary waiting here ; 1 long to be where Jesus is, To feel, to see Him near : Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight. 0 Paradise ! O Paradise ! I want to sin no more ; 1 want to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore : Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through In God's most holy sight. 4 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! I greatly long to see The special place, my dearest Lord Is destining for me : Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight. 5 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! I feel 't will not be long ; Patience ! I almost think I hear Faint fragments of thy song ! Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light, All rapture through and through, In God's most holy sight. HEAVEN. NEW JERUSALEM. 7,6,7,7,7. ■ " 1 r 1 — — — — =h — u i l 1 M i l I ' I if 1 ,11,1 i i , 1 , 1,1 i 1 1 _ | J -s -. * ©r=* — = r • • ~ — p- — t m » m . — : - 1 3 5 L.j , j- j 852 1 We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord is gone ; We shall meet around His throne, When He makes His people one ||:In the new :|| Jerusalem. 2 We can see that distant home, Though clouds rise dark between; Faith views the radiant dome, And a lustre flashes keen ||-. From the new:|| Jerusalem. 3 O glory shining far From the never-setting Sun! O trembling morning-star! Our journey's almost done II- To the new: || Jerusalem. 4 O holy, heavenly Home! O rest eternal there ! When shall the exiles come Where they cease from earthly care || : In the new :|| Jerusalem. 5 Our hearts are breaking now Those mansions fair to see; O Lord, Thy heavens bow, And raise us up with Thee, II: To the new :|| Jerusalem. 372 MORNING. MORNING HYMN. L M. o s=s— e=| P " fS " ' 1 — arf- - -[-- i — s=£— p— p — ^~ i . — r r i • • , 1 i i i ■ i ■ — i — H ^-—i — * — r-^-. -J -1 l-t- fete : *~ * — »- J -C3 - ssn- -L— ^ -J-i i » ^ i i r r bt 8 t= n ^— f— fc- — F. r— i — 1 ^— : 862 1 Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, My daily labor to pursue ; Thee, only Thee, resolved to know In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned Oh let me cheerfully fulfil ; In all my works Thy presence find, And prove Thy good and perfect will. 3 Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes my inmost substance see ; And labor on at Thy command, And offer all my works to Thee. 4 Give me to bear Thine easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray; « And still to things eternal look, And hasten to Thy glorious day. 5 Fain would I still for Thee employ Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given, And run my course with even joy, And closely walk with Thee to Heaven. 863 1 O Jesus, Lord of light and grace, Thou Brightness of the Father's face, Thou Fountain of eternal light, Whose beams disperse the shades of night ! 2 Come, Holy Sun of heavenly love, Come in Thy radiance from above, And to our inward hearts convey The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray. 3 So we the Father's help will claim,^ And sing the Father's glorious Name, And His Almighty grace implore That we may stand, to fall no more. 4 May He our actions deign to bless, And loose the bonds of wickedness ; From sudden falls our feet defend, And guide us safely to the end. 5 May faith, deep rooted in the soul, Subdue our flesh, our minds control ; May guile depart, and discord cease, And all within be joy and peace. 6 O hallowed thus be every day ! Let meekness be our morning ray, Our faith like noontide splendor glow, Our souls the twilight never know ! 864 Psalm 141. 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in Thy house ; And let my nightly worship rise, Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them,. Lord, From every rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead., 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray,, Smite and reprove my wandering way * Their gentle words, like ointment shed s Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.. 376 MORNING. OAKSVILLE. C. M. r — 1 ^ T ! — #f — — J 1*— ~p 1 i — & 0 1 i^li -p :^ -A — I — I- — j — — — -d ;i — r- JTJ t=fcf=lb 86 5 1 Jesus, be near us when we wake ; And, at the break of day, With Thy blest touch awake the soul Her meed of praise to pay. 2 The star that heralds in the morn Is fading in the skies ; The darkness melts : O Thou true Light ! Upon our souls arise. 3 Steep all our senses in Thy beam ; The world's false night expel ; Purge each defilement from the soul, And in our bosoms dwell. 4 Come, early Faith ! fix in our hearts Thy root immovably ; Come,smiling Hope! and, last not least, Immortal Charity ! 5 To God the Father glory be, And to His only Son ; The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, While ceaseless ages run ! 866 i Son of the carpenter, receive This humble work of mine ; Worth to my meanest labor give By joining it to Thine. •2, Servant of all, to toil for man Thou didst not, Lord, refuse ; Thy majesty did not disdain To be employed for us ! 3 Thy bright example I pursue, To Thee in all things rise ; And all I think, or speak, or do, Is one great sacrifice. 4 Careless through outward cares I go, From all distraction free : My hands are but engaged below, My heart is still with Thee. 5 Oh when wilt Thou, my Life, appear ? Then gladly will I cry, 'Tis done,the workThou gav'st me here, Tis finished, Lord ! — and die ! 867 1 O God, that madest earth and sky, The darkness and the day, Give ear to this Thy family, And help us when we pray ! 2 The cross our Master bore for us, For Him we fain would bear • But mortal strength to weakness turns, And courage to despair. 3 Then mercy on our failings, Lord ! Our sinking faith renew ! And when Thy sorrows visit us, Oh send Thy patience too ! DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. MORNING. 377 ADRIAN. S. M. BSE 35 J- - - 868 Psalm ig. 1 Behold the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is Thy word, And all Thy judgments just ; Forever sure Thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are Thy directions given ! Oh may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven. 869 1 We lift our hearts to Thee, Thou Day-star from on high ; The sun itself is but Thy shade, Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 Oh let Thy rising beams Dispel the shades of night ; And let the glories of Thy love Come like the morning light ! 3 How beauteous nature now ! How dark and sad before ! With joy we view the pleasing change, And nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve To mourn for errors past ; And live this short, revolving day As if it were our last. 87 O 1 Still with Thee, O my God, I would desire to be ; • By day, by night, at home, abroad, I would be still with Thee : 2 With Thee, when dawn comes in, And calls me back to care ; Each day returning to begin With Thee, my God, in prayer : 3 With Thee, amid the crowd That throngs the busy mart, To hear Thy voice, 'mid clamor loud, Speak softly to my heart : 4 With Thee, when day is done, And evening calms the mind ; The setting as the rising sun With Thee my heart would find. 5 With Thee, when darkness brings The signal of repose, Calm in the shadow of Thy wings, Mine eyelids I would close. 6 With Thee, in Thee, by faith Abiding I would be ; By day, by night, in life, in death, I would be still with Thee. 378 EVENING. WOODSTOCK. C. M. i — 1 — N -1 - 1 * ~1 n — 1 — i tzH — M & . — I*" ■ ^— f2 fS* 9 • B t=S=* J 1 _g_:IjE_: =t=s=is=p=N^=f m ' 1 1 * — I -J -J i h 1 * —I — ; & ^ d 3 -■ s : — s> ^ - ■ | • g3 q - s (=2 A „- — i — j 1 ^ F [_ U .. , | i 871 1 I love to steal awhile away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love, in solitude, to shed The penitential tear ; •And all His promises to plead Where none but God is near. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore ; And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love, by faith, to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 872 1 Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by Thy sweet bounty made For those who follow Thee. 3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode ; Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love,. She then communes with God. 4 Author and Guardian of my life ! Sweet Source of light divine, And — all harmonious names in one — My Saviour ! — Thou art mine ! 873' 1 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day ! Begone, disturbing care ! And look, my soul, from earth away To Him who heareth prayer. 2 How sweet the tear of penitence, Before His throne of grace, While to the contrite spirit's sense, He shows His smiling face. 3 How sweet, through long-remembered years, His mercies to recall, And pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears, To trust His love for all. 4 How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope, Beyond this fading sky, And hear Him call His children up To His fair home on high. 5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven To dawn beyond the west ; So let my soul in life's last even, Retire to glorious rest. EVENING. 379 EVENTIDE. ios. —j — I — j — t —j — «S>— -J— &4 £5 w- i i -i 1 — r =q ,_u__J . ^ ^zfczjrziir r?J -I -1 I i gga — e ?_J? ~& m mm — cr-t- — s> -IS> «■ — *s»— — t 1 — _ 4— -jg— ig— »— g— L-j ! ' 1 J -4 9> *~ -s 1 875 1 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, Father in heaven, the day is declining ; Safety and innocence fly with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth with the night : From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield me from danger, save me from crime ! Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord ! 2 Father in heaven, oh hear when we call ! Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all ■ Feeble and fainting, we trust in Thy might ; In doubting and darkness, Thy love be our light ; Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper burns, Wake in Thy arms when morning returns. Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, Father have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord ! EVENIN G. 381 MARY. C. M. 1=E 4=- -5 C..^ 876 1 O Lord, another day is flown, And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before Thy throne, To bless Thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt Thou bend a listening ear . To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt, for Thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. 3 And Jesus, Thou Thy smiles wilt deign, As we before Thee pray ; For Thou didst bless the infant train, And we are less than they. 4 Oh let Thy grace perform its part, And let contention cease ; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting peace ! 5 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely A flock by Jesus led ; [Thine, The Sun of Holiness shall shine In glory on our head. 6 And Thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And Thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall The dawn of lasting day. [greet Psalm 6 3- i 'T was in the watches of the night I thought upon Thy power j I kept Thy lovely face in sight Amidst the darkest hour. 2 My flesh lay resting on my bed, My soul arose on high : My God, my Life, my Hope, I said, Bring Thy salvation nigh ! 3 My spirit labors up Thy hill, And climbs the heavenly road ; But Thy right hand upholds me still, While I pursue my God. 4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head The shadow of Thy wings ; My heart rejoices in Thine aid, My tongue awakes and sings. 878 Angels, where'er we go, attend Our steps, whate'er betide ; With watchful care their charge defend, And evil turn aside. Legions of bright, cherubic, bands, Sent by the King of kings, Rejoice to bear us in their hands, And shade us with their wings. Which of the monarchs of the earth Can boast a guard like ours ? Encircled from our second birth With all the heavenly powers. Our guardians to that heavenly bliss, They all our steps attend ; And God Himself our Father is, And Jesus is our Friend. 382 EVENING. TALUS' EVENING HYMN. L M. 879 1 Glory to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep ine, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace, may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 Oh may my soul on Thee repose ; And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep, that may me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 5 PraiseGod from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below ; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 880 1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on, Thus far His power prolongs my days • And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of His grace. 2 Much of my time has 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 lay my body down to sleep : Peace is the pillow for my head, While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Faith in His Name forbids my fear ; Oh may Thy presence ne'er depart ; And, in the morning, make me hear The love and kindness of Thy heart. 5 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground; And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. 881 [ Great God, to Thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise ; Oh let Thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my hsart with lively praise. 2 My days, unclouded as they pass, And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to Thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of Thy love, Ungrateful, can from Thee depart, And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus ; His dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at Thy throne. 5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close ; With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Safe in Thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to Thy Name ! EVENING 383 HURSLEY. L M. 1 1 5k 1 ^^^^^^ 1 — r A- men. ra — r 882 1 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ■ Let him no more lie down in sin. 5 Watch by the sick, enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store ; Be every mourner's sleep to-night Like infant's slumbers, pure and light ! , 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. 883 1 How great Thy mercies, Lord, to me ! Oh let me then Thy servant be, Submitting to Thy just control, And loving Thee with all my soul. So shall I find Thee strong to save, When my last bed shall be the grave ; The grave shall own my Saviour's might, And darkness vanish at Thy sight. Only my soul must now awake From sleep of sin, for Thy dear sake ; And then my body shall arise From sleep of death to yonder skies. 4 'T is there I hope Thy face to see, The crown of all felicity ; 'T is there I hope that rest to gain, Which here I seek, but seek in vain. 5 As endless ages roll along, Endless shall be my grateful song ; And Heaven itself shall pass away Before I cease my vows to pay. 6 Glory to God, who Israel keeps, Who never slumbers, never sleeps ; Almighty Power no weakness knows ; Unwearied Love asks no repose. 884 1 I would not wake, nor rise again, And heaven itself I would disdain, Wert Thou not there to be enjoyed, And I in hymns to be employed ! 2 Heaven is, dear Lord, where'er Thou art; Oh never then from me depart ! For, to my soul 't is hell to be But for one moment void of Thee. EVENING. HEBRON. L M. 885 1 Jesus, my heart within me burns To tell Thee all its conscious love ; And from earth's low delights it turns, To taste a joy like that above. 2 When Thou to meet me dost descend, In love divine, Thou Blessed One, The moments that with Thee I spend, Seem e'en as heaven itself begun. 3 Though oft these lips my love have told, „ They still the story would repeat ; To me the rapture ne'er grows old That thrills me bending at Thy feet. 4 I breathe my words into Thine ear ; I seem to fix my eyes on Thine ; And sure that Thou dost wait to hear, I dare in faith to call Thee mine. 5 Reign Thou sole Sovereign of my heart, My all I yield to Thy control ; Oh let me never from Thee part, Thou Best Beloved of my soul ! 886 1 When inward turns my searching gaze, And stains of sin deep fixed I see y When doubt and fear my soul amaze, O Jesus, come to comfort me ! 2 When heavenward o'er the flinty way, I tread with faltering feet and sore, - And need some arm of strength to stay, O Jesus, help me evermore ! 3 When faded like autumnal leaves, My heart's best hopes all withered lie, And o'er the lost for earth it grieves, O Jesus, wipe the tearful eye ! 4 When in the still retreat I kneel To tell Thee all I hope or fear, Let no thick cloud Thy face conceal • O Jesus, lend a listening ear ! 5 When glows with joy my throbbing heart, And light and gladness round me fall, The sunshine of Thy smile impart, O Jesus, brightest, best of all ! 6 When springs my glad, unfettered soul, To seek her home beyond the spheres, Thee will I praise while ages roll, O Jesus, mine to endless years ! DOXOLOGY. 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 ! EVENING. 385 BRADEN. S. M. J* 887 1 The day, O Lord, is spent ; Abide with us, and rest ; Our hearts' desires are fully bent On making Thee our guest ! 2 We have not reached that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round Thee stand, Whose sun can never set. 3 Our sun is sinking now ; Our day is almost o'er ; O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou Shine on us evermore ! 888 1 The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear ; Oh may I ever keep in mind, The night of death draws near. 2 I lay my garments by, Upon my bed to rest : So death shall soon disrobe us all, And leave my soul undrest. 3 Lord, keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears ; May angels guard me while I sleep, Till morning light appears. 4 And when I early rise, To view the unwearied sun, May I set out to win the prize, And after glory run. And when my days are past, And I from time remove, Oh may I in Thy bosom rest, The bosom of Thy love. 889 Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, That taught us this sweet way, Only to love Thee for Thyself, And for that love obey. O Thou, our souls' chief Hope ! We to Thy mercy fly ; Where'er we are, Thou canst protect, Whate'er we need, supply. Whether we sleep or wake, To Thee we both resign ; By night we see, as well as day, If Thy light on us shine. Whether we live or die, Both we submit to Thee ; In death we live, as well as life, If Thine in death we be. 890 To Thee our wants are known, From Thee are all our powers ; Accept, O Lord ! what is Thine own, And pardon what is ours. Oh grant that each of us Now met before Thee here, May meet at last together thus, When Thou and Thine appear. 386 EVENING. STOCKWELL 8s & 7 s. 89 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing Ere repose our eyelids seal ; Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly, Angel-guards from Thee surround us ; We are safe if Thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from Thee • Thou art He who, never weary, Watcheth where Thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 892 1 Peace be to this habitation ! Peace to all that dwell therein ; Peace, the earnest of salvation ; Peace, the fruit of pardoned sin : 2 Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver Peace, to worldly minds unknown ; Peace divine, that lasts forever ; Peace, that comes from God alone. 3 Prince of Peace, be present near us ; Fix in all our hearts Thy home ; With Thy gracious presence cheer us ; Let Thy sacred kingdom come. 4 Raise to Heaven our expectation ; Give our favored souls to prove Glorious and complete salvation, In the realms of bliss above. 893 1 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding With the Shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share ; 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm ; There — we know, Thy word believing— Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey ; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way. 4 Then, within Thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place, Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace. DOXOLOGY. Jesus, Thou our praise dost merit, Glory ever be to Thee, With the Father and the Spirit, Now and through eternity. EVENING. 387 BENEDICTION. L M. 6 li 1 1 I— r- i ■ s -! — , -i i 1 — . — i -4-mm 4 , i - 1 8 9+ 1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go ; Thy word into our minds instil ; And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 2 The day is gone, its hours have run, And Thou hast taken count of all, ' The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release ; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 4 Do more than pardon ; give us joy, Sweet fear, and sober liberty, And simple hearts without alloy, That only long to be like Thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 5 Labor is sweet, for Thou hast toiled ; And care is light, for Thou hast cared ; Ah ! never let our works be soiled With strife, or by deceit ensnared. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 5 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto Thee we call ; Oh let Thy mercy make us glad ; Thou art our Jesus, and our All. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. 895 1 God, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light ; Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night ; May Thine angel-guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This livelong night. 2 And when morn again shall call us To run life's way, May we still, whate'er befall us, Thy will obey : From the power of evil hide us, In the narrow pathway guide us, Nor Thy smile be e'er denied us, The livelong day. Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, And when we die, May we in Thy mighty keeping All peaceful lie : When the last dread call shall wake us, Do not Thou our God forsake us, But to reign in glory take us With Thee on high. Holy Father, throned in heaven, All Holy Son, Holy Spirit, freely given, Blest Three in One ! Grant Thy grace, we now implore Thee, Till we cast our crowns before Thee, And in worthier strains adore Thee, While ages run. r Lord, Thou wilt hear me when I pray I am forever Thine ; I fear before Thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and Thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice, And when my work is done, Great God, my faith, my hope relies Upon Thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep ■ Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 8 97 1 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song Like holy incense rise j Assist the offerings of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day Thy hand was still my guard * And still to drive my wants away, Thy mercy stood prepared. 3 Perpetual blessings from above Encompass me around ; But oh, how few returns of love Hath my Creator found ! 4 What have I done for Him that did 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. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in the embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast. 898 1 Now from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day ; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More swift, more free than they. 3 New time, new favors, and new joys Do a new song require ; Till we shall praise Thee as we would, Accept our heart's desire. 390 EVENING PLATT. 8s. Double. J 1 1 1 — 1 O J ci =4 -- -S— i g? [S> — g P g — fg— Jg=====^=g= 899 1 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine, My all to Thy covenant care I sleeping or waking resign : If Thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And fast as my minutes roll on, They bring me but nearer to Thee. 2 Thy ministering spirits descend To watch while Thy saints are asleep ; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep : Bright seraphs, despatched from the throne, Repair to their stations assigned ; And angels elect are sent clown, To guard the redeemed of mankind. 3 Their worship no interval knows ; Their fervor is still on the wing ; And, while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King. I, too, at the season ordained, Their chorus forever shall join, And love and adore without end Their faithful Creator and mine. 9OO 1 My gracious Redeemer I love, His praises aloud I'll proclaim, And join with the armies above To shout His adorable Name : To gaze on His glory divine Shall be my eternal employ ; To see it incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. 2 He freely redeemed with His blood My soul from the confines of hell, To live on the smiles of my God, And in His sweet presence to dwell ; To shine with the angels of light, With saints and with seraphs to sing, To view with eternal delight My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. EVENING. 391 ;OLITUDE. 7 & . 1 — 1 ^ " — - 5 "* -f= F— 1 — ^ — — £j | 1 -ft-fe ! 1-. — ! r-y-A f: — . ■ -r | | 1 — Up S — H r~ r^=E^— ^ — Esz t J 901 1 Now with the declining sun Day to night is passing on : So doth mortal life descend Swiftly to its destined end. 2 From the cross Thine arms spread wide, Fold the world, O Crucified ! Help us love the cross ; in Thy Dear embrace help us to die ! 3 Glory to the Eternal One ! Glory to the Only Son ! Glory to the Spirit be Now, and through eternity ! 902 1 Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, . Lord, I would commune with Thee ! 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin ! 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee ! | 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity ; Then from Thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye ! 903 1 Source of light and life divine, Thou didst cause the light to shine ; Thou didst bring Thy sunbeams forth O'er Thy new created earth. 2 Shade of night and morning ray Took from Thee the name of Day : Now again the shades are nigh, Listen to our mournful cry. 3 May we ne'er, by guilt deprest, Lose the way to endless rest ; May no thoughts impure and vain Draw our souls to earth again. 4 Rather lift them to the skies Where our dear-bought treasure lies ; Help us in our daily strife, Make us struggle into life. 5 Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Praise and glory be to Thee Now and for eternity. 392 EVENING. WORTHING. 8s & 7s. ^04- Psa]m 9 1 - 1 Call Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade ; In His secret habitation Dwell, nor ever be dismayed. 2 There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. 3 He shall charge His angel legions Watch and ward o'er thee to keep, Though thou walk through hostile regions, Though in desert wilds thou sleep. 4 Since with firm and pure affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of His protection He will shield thee from above. 5 Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save ; Here, for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. 9°5 1 Lo, the day of rest declmeth, Gather fast the shades of night ; May the Sun which ever shineth, Fill our souls with heavenly light ! 2 While Thine ear of love addressing, Thus our parting hymn we sing, Father, grant Thine evening blessing, Fold us safe beneath Thy wing ! qo6 Psalm I2 7- 1 Vainly through night's weary hours, Keep we watch lest foes alarm ; Vain our bulwarks and our towers, But for God's protecting arm. 2 Vain were all our toil and labor Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without His grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 3 Seek we then the Lord's Anointed 5 He shall grant us peace and rest : Ne'er was suppliant disappointed Who to Christ his prayer addressed. 907 1 Tarry with me, O my Saviour, For the day is passing by ; See, the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. 2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west ; Swift the night of death advances ; Shall it be the night of rest ? 3 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on Thee ; Tarry with me through the darkness ; While I sleep, still watch by me. Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! Lay my head upon Thy breast Till the morning, then awake me— Morning of eternal rest ! EVENING. 393 BUCKELEW. L. M. M 1 1 d -P- -(3- V 1 1 *FS! i^.*-: ^JSmZ^ ] — ( — j — H — ■ — ^.j J r JZVi-v-l -h n- H ^ — i - H 5 -^-* :S — "art — 1_ 908 1 Darkness was on the deep, O Lord, Till through the formless chaos sped Thine awful all-creating word, "Let there be light," and darkness fled. 2 The even-tide and morning-light Thou didst unite, and call them "Day:" Now deepens over us the night, — Lord, hear us, as with tears we pray. 3 Oh leave us not in sin and pain, Captive and hopeless, Lord, to be ; Or, reckless whether life we gain, To wander wide of heaven and Thee. 4 Bring us the heavenly portal in, Help us to reach the blest award ; And struggling sore with every sin, Holy to be, O Holy Lord ! 5 Honor and praise be ever Thine, Father of glorious majesty ; Thine, Son of God ! Spirit Divine, Thine, now and to Eternity ! 909 1 Throughout the hours of darkness dim, Still let us watch and raise the hymn ; And in deep midnight's awful calm, Pour forth the soul in deepest psalm. 2 Amid the silence, else so drear, Think the Almighty leans to hear ; Well pleased to list, at such a time. The wakeful heart, in praise sublime. 3 Still watch and pray, and raise the hymn, Throughout the hours of darkness dim ! God will not spurn the humblest guest, But give us of His holy rest. 4 Glory to God, who is in heaven ! Praise to His blessed Son be given 1 Thee, Holy Spirit, we implore, Be with us now and evermore ! 9IO 1 Soon shall a darker night descend, And veil from me yon azure skies ; And soon shall death's oppressive hand Lie heavy on these languid eyes. 2 Yet when beneath the dreadful shade I lay my weary frame to rest, That night shall not make me afraid ; That bed the dying Saviour pressed. 3 Again emerging from the night, I, like my risen Lord, shall rise ; Again drink in the morning light, Pure at its fount above the skies. DOXOLOGY. Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given, With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Henceforth, by all in earth and heaven. 394 EVENING. MINNIE. 8 s &. 7s. Irregular. -H h~r~H i= Vn n t &r~ 1 nig — m~ - -t± — EE — -a & -P-l-r-1 -, r- d=*t=l =1 ^ ^ ^ e a — | — r = :fe : 1 1 J^, JZL] i L d •f- s> - rrezr — J - i 1 ■ is- 3 "Si 1 ■gr Tg- :::b^= E^ S Erg fe^g # , -f- %(=> — p r fE- s»— k= — f — b ^ — H 1-IB^=-=1 f£ F= - J? iSj sS j=i — - _ a;^ — ^ — u 1 — l_, r i_ r .. -4-^-4=^ n — 5 r-fc 1 * Si £5 L D_ | J. |.ffL 911 1 Light of the Immortal Father's glory, Joyous, sacred, heavenly, blest, Jesus Christ, we bow before Thee, As the sunlight leaves the west. We give Thee homage, grateful, lowly, That the evening light we see, Father, Son, and Spirit Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Three ! 2 Worthy art Thou, worlds unending^ Son of God, the Life and Light, To receive a praise transcending All created worth and might ; Soon the star now shining o'er us, All the earth, shall joyful see ; And all tongues shall swell the chorus: Holy, Holy, Holy Three ! EVENING. 395 DODGE. ys. 6 lines. ._! __| F=1=q— — fl--==l==rt— d d~ —1 „ - £ g 2 i : ^"S • § - -U r- 2 ^ — -— » & 1 1- J t— • r * i — — r+ 0 __r_i — ^ i , — =1— =hd— » : m h f- #- ■-r ^ J! 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Hear, and all the graces shower, All the joy and peace and power, All my Saviour asks above, All the life and heaven of love ! 396 EVENING. TERHUNE. Ss & 7 s. 52 i ir J Si J . J^3q &-*4- t - S 1 tJ ^ • - p — «L ill — . . (, 1 _ 914 1 Jesus, lead us with Thy power Safe unto the promised rest ; Hide our souls within Thy bosom : Let us slumber on Thy breast. 2 Feed us with the heavenly manna, Bread that angels eat above ; Let us from the holy fountain Drink of everlasting love. 3 Through the desert wild conduct us With a glorious pillar bright, In the day a cooling comfort, And a cheering fire by night. 4 Be our Guide in every peril, Watch us hourly night and day ; Otherwise we err and wander From Thy Spirit far away. 5 In Thy presence we are happy; In Thy presence we're secure; In Thy presence all afflictions We can easily endure : 6 In Thy presence we can conquer, We can suffer, we can die ; Far from Thee we faint and languish ; Lord, our Saviour, keep us nigh ! 915 1 Hail, Thou God of grace and glory, Who Thy Name hast magnified By redemption's wondrous story, By the Saviour crucified. 2 Thanks to Thee for even- blessing Flowing from the fount of love ; Thanks for present good unceasing, And for hopes of bliss above. 3 Hear us, as thus bending lowly Near Thy bright and burning throne, We invoke Thee, God Most Holy, Through Thy well-beloved Son ! 4 Send the baptism of Thy Spirit, Shed the pentecostal fire ; Let us all Thy grace inherit ; Waken, crown each good desire. 5 Bind Thy people, Lord, in union, With the sevenfold cord of love ; Breathe a spirit of communion With the glorious hosts above. 6 Let Thy work be seen progressing ; Bow each heart and bend each knee ; Till the world Thy truth possessing, Celebrates its Jubilee. PRAYER FOR THOSE AT SEA. 397 BETHUNE. L. M. 6 lines. -1 1_ — M- — , | I s -7 fcr =t d H - -3 -\—m ■ m a 3 -! m — £3— -4 — s — -. ai si ; # * tJ 1 S : S -S- - * • * /5 i^r-: b-4= r ^ - - ' m $ — 9 — s r j-m : — * — m m - r-g g |. ° 4 ^- J - — i b* 1 1 _ «L_*I - -j — | -f — r* ! I — sJ *— H— o m I* v • 9 5 - m - -5- J _^ — ■- — k — r- i— 1 i — * — * — t*._-_L_ — lb 918 1 Star of peace to wanderers weary ! Bright the beams that smile on me; Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, Far, far at sea. 2 Star of hope ! gleam on the billow ; Bless the soul that sighs for Thee , Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, Far, far at sea. 3 Star of faith ! when winds are mocking All his toil, he flies to Thee; Save him on the billows rocking, Far, far at sea. 4 Star Divine ! oh, safely guide him, Bring the wanderer home to Thee ; Sore temptations long have tried him, Far, far at sea. TIMES AND SEASONS. 399 BARBARA. L. M. pA 1- %' 919 1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand By which supported still we stand : The opening year Thy mercy shows ; Let mercy crown it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God ; By His incessant bounty fed, By His unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future, all to us unknown, We to Thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before Thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or deprest, Be Thou our joy, and Thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 920 1 Eternal Source of every joy, 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 all our coasts redundant stores ; And winters, softened by Thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the grateful homage paid, With morning light and evening shade. 6 Here in Thy house let incense rise, And circling sabbaths bless our eyes ; Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. 921 Psalm 18. 1 No change of time shall ever shock My firm affection, Lord, to Thee ; For Thou hast always been my Rock, A Fortress and Defence to me. 2 Thou my Deliverer art, O God ; My trust is in Thy mighty power, Thou art my Shield from foes abroad, At home my Safeguard and my Tower. 3 To Thee will I address my prayer, To whom all praise we justly owe ; So shall I, by Thy watchful care, Be guarded safe from every foe. 9 2 2 Psalm 6s. 1 How pleasing is Thy voice O Lord our heavenly King, That bids the frost retire, And wakes the lovely spring. The rains return, the ice distils, And plains and hills forget to mourn. 2 The morn, with glory crowned, Thy hand arrays in smiles ; Thou bid'st the eve decline, Rejoicing o'er the hills ; Soft suns ascend, the mild wind blows, And beauty glows to earth's far end. 3 Thou mak'st the pastures green, Thou call'st the flocks abroad ; The springing corn proclaims The footsteps of our God : Both bird and beast partake Thy care, And happy share the general feast. 4 Thy showers make soft the fields ; On every side, behold The ripening harvests wave Their loads of richest gold : The laborers sing with cheerful voice, And, blest, rejoice in God their King. 5 With life He clothes the spring ; The earth with summer warms ; He spreads the autumnal feast, And rides in wintry storms : His gifts divine through all appear, And round the year His glories shine. DOXOLOGY. To God the Father's throne, Perpetual honors raise, Glory to God the Son, And to the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. TIMES AND SEASONS. BENEVENTO. 7 s. Double. 401 923 1 While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Nevermore to meet us here : Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below; We a little longer wait, But how little, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive; Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us, henceforth, how to live With eternity in view: Bless Thy word to young and old; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with Thee above. 402 TIMES AND SEASONS. DUNDEE. i C. M. ?g — — b — | g — © 22 |_ ~ ts ; -r u r i 1 '^24. Psalm 90. 3 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ; ?2 Under the shadow of Thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure ; Sufficient is Thine arm alone, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 5 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home ! 9 2 5 1 Thee we adore, Eternal Name, And humbly own to Thee How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we ! 2 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave ; Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're traveling to the grave. 3 Great God, on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! The eternal state of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings ! 4 Infinite joy, or endless woe, Attends on every breath ; And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death. 5 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road ; And if our souls are hurried hence, May they be found with God ! 926 1 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high • Awake, and praise that Sovereign Love That shows salvation nigh. 2 On all the wings of time it flies ; Each moment brings it near : Then, welcome each declining day ! Welcome each closing year ! 3 Not many years their rounds shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course ! Ye mortal powers, decay ! Fast as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day. TIMES AND SEASONS. LOWE. 5 s & us. -! 1 1- 403 4-J- -•—tt— »-w--e> g if if '. ^-^^ 4 -g- ~v -o- *t £ :tr~ p— cz: , — C I H I I 1 1 , I |. 927 1 Come, let us anew Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear. 2 His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 3 Our life is a dream ; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away ; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 4 The arrow is flown, The moment is gone, The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 5 Oh that each in the day Of His coming may say, " 1 hav e fought my way through, "I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do !" 6 Oh that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, " Well and faithfully done ! " Enter into My joy and sit down on My throne !" 928 1 Come, let us anew Our journey pursue, With vigor arise, And press to our permanent place in the skies. 2 Of heavenly birth, Though wandering on earth, This is not our place, But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we confess. 3 No longing we find For the country behind ; But onward we move, And still we are seeking a country above. 4 A country of joy Without any alloy, We thither repair ; Our hearts and our treasure already are there. 5 The rougher our way, The shorter our stay ; The tempests that rise Shall serve but to hurry our souls to the skies. 6 The fiercer the blast, The sooner 't is past ; The troubles that come Shall come to our rescue, and hasten* us home. TIMES AND SEASONS. CHAPMAN. ios. -f-w-b- -] — j— r — p-i 1 — =3 — q=p =F 1 — @ e . ^ Tprrr i ~ gs n "g: ^— r — n d — in r j*? S3 ^-22 d ^ s5 <3 . (=5 -J — zzffstt 1 : =^ ^ *w — — S= — $ — : cr« =n S £ p r_a =c — ^ — p — T 2- ^ — P~ ^4 B EZ1_=E E , i dtk&=\ =q ffid =s!_ :-t^— _ s — i — , 3=e=e= r« — ^—5 i ^ — ? — s — - § — 3=4 3210 j — ^ |s> — — [ :=2 ... r-> ~i 1 — — t= — 1= 1 Our year of grace is wearing to its close, Its autumn storms are lowering from the sky : Shine on us with Thy light, O God most high ; Abide with us where'er our pathway goes, Our Guide in toil, our Guardian in repose. 2 All through the months hath beamed Thy cheering light, From Bethlehem's Day-star waxing ever on ; Through every cloud Thy blessed Sun hath shone : Earth may be dark to them that walk by sight, But for Thy Church the day is always bright. 3 Light us in life, that we may see Thy will, The track Thy Hand hath ordered for our way ; Light us when shadows gather o'er our day ; Shine on us in that passage lone and chill, And then our darkness with Thy glory fill, 4 Praise be to God from earth's remotest coast, From lands and seas, and each created race ; Praise from the worlds His hand hath launched in space ; Praise from the Church, and from the Heavenly Host ; Praise to the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 1 My country, 't is of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing : Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring ! 2 My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love : I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills ; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song • Let mortal tongues awake, Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. 4 Our father's God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing ; Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light, Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King ! 93i 1 God bless our native land ! Firm may she ever stand, Through storm and night : When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of wind and wave, Do Thou our country save By Thy great might ! 2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies ; On Him we wait : Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To Thee aloud we cry, God save the State ! 93 2 1 God, the All-Terrible ! Thou who ordainest Thunder Thy clarion, and lightning Thy sword ! Show forth Thy pity on high where Thou reignest ; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord ! 2 God, the Omnipotent ! Mighty Avenger, Watching invisible, judging unheard ! Save us in mercy, oh save us from danger ; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord ! 3 God, the All-Merciful ! earth hath forsaken Thy ways all holy, and slighted Thy word : Let not Thy wrath in its terror awaken ; Give to us pardon and peace, O Lord ! 4 So will Thy people, with thankful devotion, Praise Him who saved them from peril and sword, Shouting in chorus, from ocean to ocean, Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord ! NATIONAL 407 BETHUNE. L. M. 6 lines. i J -4-r— J l - r I- IB 1 I I I I I ■ I' NS/ I I ft* ~4- -! 1- 3: =f -*= &— i i I J ! ' u -1 ^- ! — i — 1 — I - 1 ^ • ^ ±cj aq- ztz ^~ I i — ' 933 1 Like Israel's host to exile driven, Across the flood the fathers fled ; Their hands bore up the ark of Heaven, And Heaven their trusting footsteps led, Till on these savage shores they trod, And won the wilderness for God. 2 Then, when their weary ark found rest, Another Zion proudly grew, In more than Judah's glory dressed, With light that Israel never knew : From sea to sea her empire spread, Her temple Heaven, and Christ her Head. 3 Then let the grateful church, to-day, Its ancient rite with gladness keep ; And still our fathers' God display His kindness, though the fathers sleep : Oh, bless, as thou hast blessed the past, While earth, and time, and heaven shall last ! 934 1 Faith of our fathers ! living still In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword, — Oh how our hearts beat high with joy Whene'er we hear that glorious word ! Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith ! We will be true to thee till death. 2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, W 7 ere still in heart and conscience free : How sweet would be their children's fate, If they, like them, could die for thee !: Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith ! We will be true to thee till death. 3 Faith of our fathers ! we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife ~ And preach thee too, as love knows; how, By kindly words and virtuous life : Faith of our fathers ! Holy Faith ! We will be true to thee till death. 408 NATIONAL. 935 1 Christ, by heavenly hosts adored, Gracious, mighty, sovereign Lord, God of nations, King of kings, Head of all created things, By the church with joy confest, God o'er all forever blest ; Pleading at Thy throne we stand, Save Thy people, bless our land ! 2 By Thyself, the Source of grace, By Thy Headship of our race, By Thy coming from the skies, By Thine awful Sacrifice, By Thy reign o'er all the earth For its new and second birth ; In Thy merits let us stand, Save, O Lord, and bless our land ! 3 From all public sin and shame, From ambition's grasping aim, From rebellion, war, and death, From the pestilential breath, From dread famine's awful stroke, From oppression's galling yoke, From the judgments of Thy hand ; Spare Thy people, spare our land ! 4 On our fields of grass and grain Drop, O Lord, the kindly rain ; O'er our wide and goodly land Crown the labors of each hand ; Let Thy kind protection be O'er our commerce on the sea ; Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand, Bless Thy people, bless our land ! 5 Let our rulers ever be Men that love and honor Thee ; Let the powers by Thee ordained, Be in righteousness maintained ; In the people's hearts increase Love of piety and peace ; Thus, united we shall stand One wide, free, and happy land ! 6 God the Father, let Thy love Shine upon us from above ; God the Son, our Saviour, plead, With Thy blood, for all we need ; God the Holy Ghost, impart Healing power to every heart: Triune God, oh hear our plea, Save us as we trust in Thee ! NATIONAL. 409 DOWNS. C. M. Psalm 67. 1 Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine With beams of heavenly grace ; Reveal Thy power through all our coasts, And show Thy smiling face. 2 Here fix Thy throne exalted high, And here our Glory stand ; And, like a wall of guardian fire, Surround Thy favorite land. 3 When shall Thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad ; And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ! 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice ; Let thankful tongues exalt His praise, And thankful hearts rejoice. 5 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, That sits enthroned above, Wisely commands the worlds He made, In justice and in love. 6 Earth shall confess her Maker's hand, And yield a full increase ; Our God will crown His chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round His choicest favors here ; While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. 937 1 Teach us, O Lord, aright to plead For mercies from above : Oh come and bless our souls indeed, With light and joy and love. 2 The gospel's promised land is wide, We fain would enter in ; But we are pressed on every side With unbelief and sin. 3 Arise, O Lord, enlarge our coast, Let us possess the whole ; That Satan may no longer boast, He can Thy work control. 4 Oh may Thy hand be with us still, Our Guide and Guardian be, To keep us safe from every ill Till death shall set us free. 5 Help us on Thee to cast our care, And on Thy word to rest, That Israel's God who heareth prayer, Will grant us our request. DOXOLOGY. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 410 HUMILIATION. GEER. C. M. -Oh.. , <~ I l-r r~ w -W n Hi H ^Tu t> -.{ 1-4- — i — 0 a 1 i—l — i — * — -—I 1 -H — i— 1 — n* — ^— h-= — tri— — I r r _i p f-p - p i :- ^ iS^zziBE^ Kl 1 -i 1 — n -- * 1 b pr ^_§0-J , «— \ 1 — — & — ^ -h — r h r- ■ — V >d la~ rjg F- 1 1 I 1 =3 y~ s -l 1 r F r -i -i — — w __5» « # t 1 : r I ^ 1 , T* -0 -p r-i * • — T" Kg 0 &- 1 t-f— p— i — IB ~~ 2 1 1 n S=S=s & £ i 4 f F— '-i 1 L ? g : 1 1 i 1 Q— r— - I * s-p— E 1 g— 5 is- p u - 941 1 On Thee, our Guardian God, we call, Before Thy throne of grace we fall ; And is there no deliverance there ? And must we perish in despair ? 2 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn ; Oh spare our guilty country ! spare The church which Thou hast planted here. 3 We plead Thy grace, indulgent God, We plead Thy Son's atoning blood, We plead Thy gracious promises ; And are they unavailing pleas ? 4 These pleas, presented at Thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless woe : Let them prevail to save us too. Psalm 20. ' 1 Now may the God of power and grace Attend His people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliverance from on high. 2 In His salvation is our hope ; And in the name of Israel's God Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 3 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear ■ Now let our hope be firm and strong, Till Thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. 943 1 In prayer together let us fall, And cry for mercy, one and all, And weep before the Judge, and say, Oh, turn from us Thy wrath away ! 2 Thy grace have we offended sore By sins, O God, which we deplore j Pour down upon us from above The riches of Thy pardoning love. 3 Remember, Lord, though frail we be, That yet Thine handiwork are we ; Nor let the honor of Thy Name Be by another put to shame. 4 Forgive the sin that we have wrought, Increase the good that we have sought ; That we at length, our wanderings o'er, May please Thee here and evermore. 5 Blest Three in One and One in Three, Almighty God, we pray to Thee, That Thou wouldst now vouchsafe to bless Our fast with fruits of righteousness. 412 THANKSGIVING. ST. GEORGE'S CHAPEL. 7 s. Double. t-p+t. — 1 1 — Jr -J — . 1 , 1 1 — 1 &-§^-^ nJ ^ : _<^_, 3=1- - . \ m f—E ~f • ' \ a f » -e- f=- (= -, ' - 1 o „- h> — i — r^=e — p 944 1 Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of Harvest-home ! All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin ; God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied : Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of Harvest-home ! 2 All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield ; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown : First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear : Lord of Harvest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be ! 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take His harvest home ; From His field shall in that day All offences purge away ; Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast ; But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord, quickly come To Thy final Harvest-home ! Gather Thou Thy people in Free from sorrow, free from sin, There, forever purified, In Thy presence to abide : Come, with all Thine angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest-home ! THANKSGIVING. MONKLAND. 7 s. r-d ^—L—Uj _ S 2 f * %Ln=& — £ — % ^-J^?-^==\t=3~^=^ --c -*' -£*>- -Gh | ^ ... J „ ? — — G2> : ? ^ n i r r i - 1 j— ■ « ^-=-^==p=p:z=zip-^ s? s 3 — ^~ . 1 ==£5' *l 1 D-^ p_j^_L |ZL_: _t_ j- : 25 ; - 945 1 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; Praises to our God belong ; Saints and angels, join to sing Praises to the heavenly King. 2 Blessings from His liberal hand Flow around this happy land ; Kept by Him, no foes annoy ; Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here beneath a virtuous sway May we cheerfully obey ; Never feel oppression's rod ; Ever own and worship God. 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings Praises to the King of kings ; Let us join the choral song, And the grateful notes prolong. 94"6 Psalm 65. 1 Praise on Thee in Zion's gates, Daily, O Jehovah, waits : Unto Thee, O God, belong Grateful words and holy song. 2 Thou the Hope and Refuge art Of remotest lands apart ; Distant isles and tribes unknown, 'Mid the ocean waste and lone. 3 Thou dost visit earth, and rain Blessings on the thirsty plain, From the copious founts on high, From the rivers of the sky. 4 Thus the clouds Thy power confess, And Thy paths drop fruitfulness, And the voice of song and mirth Rises from the tribes of earth. 947 Psalm I36 - 1 Praise, oh praise our God and King, Hymns of adoration sing ; For His mercies still endure Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Praise Him that He made the sun Day by day his course to run ; And the silver moon by night, Shining with her gentle light. 3 Praise Him that He gave the rain To mature the swelling grain ; And hath bid the fruitful field Crops of precious increase yield. 4 Praise Him for our harvest-store, — He hath filled the garner-floor, — And for richer food than this, Pledge of everlasting bliss. 5 Glory to our bounteous King ! Glory let Creation sing ! Glory to the Father, Son, And blest Spirit, Three in One 1 414 THE ANGELIC HYMN. GLORIA IN EXCELSIS. No. i. mm 9+8 1 Glory be to | God on | high, || and on earth | peace, good- | will toward | men. 2 We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we | worship | Thee, || we glorify Thee, we give thanks to | Thee for | Thy great | glory. 3 O Lord God, | heavenly | King, || God the | Father ] Al- ] might}-. 4 O Lord, the only begotten Son, | Jesus | Christ ; || O Lord God, Lamb of ] God, Son I of the I Father, ... 5 That takest away the | sins ' of the | world, || have mercy | upon | us. 6 Thou that takest away the | sins " of the | world, || have mercy | upon | us. 7 Thou that takest away the | sins 1 of the | world, || re- | eeive our | prayer. 8 Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the | Father, || have mercy | up- on | us. 8 9 For Thou | only ' art | holy ; || Thou | only | art the | Lord ; io Thou only, O Christ, with the | Holy | Ghost, || art most high in the | glory of | God the | Father. || A- | men. THE ANGELIC HYMN. GLORIA IN EXCELSIS. No. 2 . ~=i — ^ S9 3M^- rzS -:izl 1 ] s :- — p 948 1 Glory be to | God on | high, || and on earth | peace, good- | will toward | men. 2 We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we | worship | Thee, || we glorify Thee, we give thanks to | Thee for | Thy great | glory. r^=^=E-«=| 5 = r -I —I - —^2 ^ tzz=> & ^ r £2 _ 1 — 1 — — S 1 3 0 Lord God, | heavenly | King, || God the | Father | Al- | mighty. 4 O Lord, the only begotten Son, | Jesus | Christ ; || O Lord God, Lamb of | God, Son I of the | Father, ,— ! . ^ ~ p m==^= — == — «gj 3j— - S HI r u ^ ^ — -t=— 1 _ "-(S> : 5 That takest away the | sins ■ of the | world, || have mercy | upon | us. 6 Thou that takest away the | sins • of the | world, || have mercy | upon | us. 7 Thou that takest away the | sins * of the | world, || re- | ceive our | prayer. 8 Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the | Father, |[ have mercy | up on I us. 1 — ! — l - " W f 3— - : 0 -^53 — p . -t=-t=-: ! *5 U ^ — — 0 g : = 9 For Thou | only ■ art | holy ; || Thou | only | art the | Lord ; 10 Thou only, O Christ, with the | Holy | Ghost, || art most high in the | glory • of I God the I Father. || A- | men. 416 HYMN OF AMBROSE. TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. No. 949 i We praise | Thee, O | God : || we acknowledge | Thee to | be the | Lord ; 2 3 To Thee all Angels | cry a- 1 loud, || the Heavens, and | all the | Powers * there- | in. 4 6 The glorious company of the Apostles | praise — | Thee ; || the goodly fellow- ship of the I Prophets | praise — | Thee ; 7 8 The Father of an | infi-nite | Majesty ;|| Thine adorable, | true, and | only | Son; 9 2 All the earth doth | worship j Thee, || the | Father | ever- | lasting. 3 4 To Thee Cherubim and | Sera- | phim, || con- | tinual- | ly do | cry, 5 7 The noble army of Martyrs | praise — | Thee ; || the Holy Church throughout all the world | doth ac- | knowledge | Thee, 8 9 Also the I Holy | Ghost, || the | Com | fort- — | er. 10 ~=\ I— 5 Ho - ly, Ho-ly, Ho ly, Lord God of Sab oth, -d— 1 — ' z!=S j— -1 (9 m -, :* g 1 — — m - • -p- ^es g — F- 1 J & w * L, H Heaven and earth are full of the maj - es - ty of Thy glo - ry. 6 HYMN OF AMBROSE. TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. Concluded. 7p* ~" -£* est— m — g- asj 1 — i &?—=^= t r 4_ — , — u> zd 1 i i r -i P— —a — io Thou art the King of | glory, • O | Christ • || Thou art the ever- | lasting | Son • of the | Father. n When Thou tookest upon Thee to de- | liver | man, || Thou didst humble Thy- self to be | born — | of a | virgin. 12 When Thou hadst overcome the | sharpness " of | death, || Thou didst open the kingdom of | heaven * to | all be- [ lievers. 13 Thou sittest at the right | hand of | God, || in the | glory | of the | Father. 14 We believe that | Thou shalt | come, || shalt | come to | be our | Judge. 15 We therefore pray Thee | help Thy | servants, || whom Thou hast redeemed I with Thy | precious | blood. 16 Make them to be numbered | with Thy | saints, || in | glory | ever- | lasting. 17 O Lord, save Thy people, and | bless Thine | heritage ; || govern them, and | lift them | up for- | ever. 18 Day by day we | magni-fy | Thee, || and we worship Thy Name ever, | world with- I out — I end. 19 Vouch- I safe, O | Lord, || to keep us | this day | without | sin. 20 O Lord, have | mercy • up- | on us, || have | mercy | upon | us. 21 O Lord, let Thy mercy | be up- | on us, || as our | trust — | is in | Thee. be con-found-ed, let me nev - er be con - found - ed. 418 HYMN OF AMBROSE. TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. No. 2. — ! =1=3= , ._j _j — 1_. r & PS „ j -— , A - men. =g=| -r r— ' 1 r t 1 949 1 We praise Thee, 0 God : we acknowledge Thee to | be the | Lord ; All the earth doth worship Thee, the | Father | ever- | lasting. 2 To Thee all Angels | cry a- 1 loud, The Heavens, and | all the | Powers ■ there- | in. 3 To Thee Cherubim and | Sera- | phim, Con- I tinual- | ly do | cry, 4 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of | Saba- | oth ; Heaven and earth are full of the majesty | of Thy | glo- | ry. 5 The glorious company of the Apostles | praise — | Thee ; 6 The goodly fellowship of the | Prophets | praise— | Thee; 7 The noble army of Martyrs | praise — | Thee ; 8 The Holy Church throughout all the world | doth ac- | knowledge | Thee, The Father of an | in-finite | Majes- | ty ; 9 Thine adorable, true, and | only | Son ; Also the Holy j Ghost, the | Comfort- | er. 10 Thou art the King of glory, | O — | Christ ; Thou art the everlasting | Son — | of the | Father. 1 1 When Thou tookest upon Thee to de- j liver | man, Thou didst humble Thyself to be | born — | of a ] virgin. 1 2 When Thou hadst overcome the | sharpness 1 of | death, Thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to | all be- | liev | ers. 13 Thou sittest at the right | hand of | God, In the I glory | of the | Father. 14 We believe that Thou shalt come to | be our | Judge. We therefore pray Thee help Thy servants, whom Thou hast redeemed | Thy I precious | blood. 15 Make them to be numbered | with Thy | saints, In I glory | ever- | lasting. 16 O Lord, save Thy people, and | bless Thine | heritage; Govern them, and | lift them | up for- | ever. 1 7 Day by day we | magni-fy | Thee ; And we worship Thy | Name ■ ever, | world ■ without | end. 1 8 Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this clay | without | sin. O Lord, have mercy upon us, have | mercy | upon | us. 19 O Lord, let Thy mercy be upon us, as our | trust ■ is in | Thee. O Lord, in Thee have I trusted, let me | never | be con- | founded. NEW TESTAMENT HYMNS, MAGNIFICAT. No. .. 419 —& — — 1 ~1 " ^5==^g— g- 1 B= =— ^===, ftsfcq -si- J 1-, — 950 1 My soul doth magni- | fy the | Lord, And my spirit hath re- | joiced in | God my | Saviour. 2 For He hath regarded the low estate of | His hand- | maiden : For behold, from henceforth all gener- | ations • shall | call me | blessed. 3 For He that is mighty hath done to me I great — I things And I holy I is His | name. 4 And His mercy is on | them that | fear Him, From gener- | ation to | gener- | ation. 5 He hath showed strength | with His | arm, He hath scattered the proud in the imagi- | nation | of their | hearts. 6 He hath put down the mighty | from their j seats, And exalted | them of | low de- | gree. 7 He hath filled the hungry with | good — I things And the rich He | hath sent | empty • a- | way. ' 8 He hath holpen his | servant | Israel, In re- | membrance | of His | mercy.' 9 As He spake to our fathers, to | Abra- I ham, And I to his | seed for- | ever. 10 Glory be to the Father, and | to the I Son And I to the I Holy I Ghost; n As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without end. A- I men. MAGNIFICAT. No. 2 . jr— -, 420 NEW TESTAMENT HYMNS. BENEDICTUS. No. .. p :=== =EE^E^a^3== = ^ ^=s'= '■ -o- _i 951 1 Blessed be the Lord | God of | Israel, For He hath visited | and re- | deemed His | people ; 2 And hath raised up a horn of sal- | vation | for us, In the house | of His | servant | David ; 3 As He spake by the mouth of His | holy | prophets, Which have been | since the | world be- | gan; 4 That we should be saved | from our | enemies, And from the | hand of | all that | hate us. 5 Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; 6 As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. BENEDICTUS. No. 2. NUNC DIMITTIS. 952 1 Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant de- | part in | peace, Ac- I cording | to Thy | word. 2 For mine eyes have seen | Thy sal- | vation, Which Thou hast prepared before the | face | of all | people : 3 A light to I lighten ' the | Gentiles, And the glory of Thy | people | Isra- | el Glory be to the Father, &c. THE SERAPHIC HYMN. 421 TRISAGION. p |_j g j— r-?sj 1 1 n- if— — ->m* 5 1 g ^ p i ?— p m - Sfe- 953 1 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth ; Heaven and earth are full | of Thy | glory. 2 Hosanna in the highest ! Blessed is He that cometh in the name of the Lord. Ho- | sanna | in the ] highest ! TERSANCTUS. -- -- 954 Therefore with Angels, and Archan- ) Heaven f we laud and magnify ) N gels, and with all the Company of) ' ( Thy glorious ) ame, ev 1 1 — r er - more prais-ing Thee, and say - ing, Ho - ly, Ho - ly, j 1 — 4-h — i -i - =9 — 3= 1— r ^ 1 1 _ — ' 1 — i — ^zd^ — ■ — i 1 * — i 1 — i Ho - ly, Lord God of hosts, . . Heaven and earth are full of. Thy & — 1 4_*\ Cres. ^ ; e ^ t- -g- -- ■ - r — r glo - ry; Glo - ry be to Thee, O Lord, Most High. A - men. 499 ADVENT. -1 J-, CAI — ^ — ^TICLES. 1 1 1 — 1 U [ « 5^ Si jp « f 9 P - — ^jjd <3 955 1 Awake ! awake ! put on thy | strength, O | Zion ; Put on thy beautiful | garments, | O Je- 1 rusalem ! 2 Go through, go through the gates, cast up, cast [ up the | highway ; Gather out the stones, lift up a | standard | for the | people ! 3 Prepare ye the | way ■ of the | Lord ! Make straight in the desert a | highway | for our | God ! 4 And the Redeemer shall | come to | Zion, And unto them that turn | from trans- | gression in | Jacob. 5 O Jerusalem, that | bringest good | tidings, Lift | up thy | voice with | strength. 6 Lift it up, be | not a- | fraid, Say unto the cities of | Judah, Be- | hold your | God ! 7 And the ransomed of the Lord shall return and | come to | Zion With songs and everlasting | joy up- | on their | heads. 8 They shall obtain | joy and | gladness, And sorrow and | sighing ■ shall | flee a- | way. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World | without | end. A- | men. CANTICLES. 423 CHRISTMAS. 956 1 O Lord, | I will | praise Thee : Though Thou wast angry with me, Thine anger is turned away | and Thou | comfortest | me. 2 Behold God is my salvation, I will trust and | not ■ be a- | fraid ; For the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song, He also is be- | come — | my sal- | vation : 3 For unto us a Child is born, unto us a ] Son is | given ; And the government shall | be up- | on His | shoulder : 4 And His Name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, the | Mighty | God, The Everlasting | Father, ■ the | Prince of | Peace. 5 Cry out and shout, thou inhabi- | tant of | Zion, For great is the Holy One of | Israel • in the | midst of | thee. 6 Glory to God | in the | highest; And on Earth | peace, good- | will toward | men. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. 424 CANTICLES. GOOD FRIDAY. 957 . 1 He is despised and re- | jected of | men ; A man of sorrows, | and ac- | quainted with | grief: 2 And we hid as it were our | faces | from Him ; He was despised, and | we es- | teemed * Him | not. 3 Surely He hath borne our griefs, and | carried " our | sorrows : Yet we did esteem Him stricken, | smitten * of | God, ■ and af- | flicted. 4 But He was wounded for | our trans- | gressions, He was | bruised * for | our in- | iquities ; 5 The chastisement of our peace | was up- | on Him ; And with | His stripes | we are | healed. 6 All we like sheep have j gone a- | stray ; We have turned every | one to | his own | way ; 7 And the Lord hath | laid on | Him The in- | iqui - ty | of us | all. 8 When Thou shalt make his soul an | offering * for | sin, He shall see His seed, He | shall pro - | long His | days : 9 And the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper | in His | hand. He shall see of the travail of His soul, and | shall be | satis- | fied. Glory be to the Father, &c. 958 1 He will swallow up | death in | victory, And the Lord God will wipe away | tears from | off all | faces ; 2 And the rebuke of His people shall He take away from off | all the | earth, For the | Lord hath | spoken | it. 3 And it shall be said in that day, Lo | this is • our | God ! We have waited for | Him and | He will | save us : CANTICLES. 425 4 This | is the | Lord! We have waited for Him, we will be glad and re- | joicein | His sal- | vation. 5 Trust ye in the | Lord for | ever, For in the Lord JEHOVAH is | ever- | lasting | strength. 6 Why seek ye the living a- | mong the | dead. He is not | here — | but is | risen. 7 O death, where | is thy | sting ! O | grave, where | is thy | victory ! 8 Thanks be to God which giveth | us the | victory, Through our | Lord — | Jesus | Christ ! Glory be to the Father, &c. PASCHAL | |... 1 — -1 r 1 \— | ls>— r 12 n 4~ L_|_ j g6i 1 Thou hast as- | cended * on | high, Thou hast | led cap- | tivity | captive ; 2 Thou hast received | gifts for | men, Yea, for the rebellious also, that the Lord | God might | dwell a- | mong them. 3 Blessed | be the | Lord ! Who daily | loadeth | us with | benefits. 4 I will pour water upon | him ■ that is | thirsty, And floods up- | on the | dry — | ground. 5 I will pour my Spirit up- | on thy | seed, And my | blessing * up- | on thine | offspring ; 6 And they shall spring up as a- | mong the | grass, As willows | by the | water | courses. 7 And the Spirit and the | Bride say, | Come ! And let | him that | heareth ' say, | Come ! 8 And let him that is a- | thirst — | come, And whosoever will let him take the | water ' of | life — | freely. Glory be to the Father, and | to the [ Son, And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World | without | end. A- | men. 428 ARTICLES OF FAITH AND THE APOSTLES' CREED. =1 2^- H — 3 — 1 =3 H=> s=> 1 1 A - men. If ^ M 1 1 962 1 I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of | heaven and | earth : And in Jesus Christ His | only | Son our | Lord ; 2 Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, | dead and | buried ; He descended into hell \ the third day He | rose a- | gain * from the | dead. 3 He ascended into heaven ; and sitteth on the right hand of God the | Fa- ther * Al- I mighty ; From thence He shall come to | judge the | quick * and the | dead. 4 I believe in the | Holy | Ghost ; The Holy Catholic Church ; the communion of saints ; the forgiveness of sins ; the resurrection of the body ; and the | life — | ever- | lasting. [[ A- I men. THE LORD'S PRAYER. 963 Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed | be Thy | Name ; Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as it | is in | Heaven. Give us this day our | daily | bread; And forgive us our debts as we for- | give our | debtors ; And lead us not into temptation, but deliver | us from | evil ; For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for- | ever. A | men. THE LORD'S PRAYER. 429 THE LORD'S PRAYER. No. 2. =1- -0- e»=^= ^- -S>- -- =^ — ^- I SI — ^ r l ■ ^-1 9 6 3 Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed | be Thy | Name ; Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done on | earth * as it | is in [ Heaven. Give us this day our | daily | bread ; , And forgive us our debts as | we for- | give our | debtors ; And lead us not into temptation, but deliver | us from | evil ; For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the | glory, • for- | ever. • A- | men. Q64 THE NICENE CREED. 1 We believe in one God, the | Father Al- | mighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things | visi-ble | and in- | visible. 2 And in one Lord | Jesus | Christ, The Only Begotten Son of God, begotten of His Father be- | fore — | all — | worlds : 3 God of God, Light of Light, very God of | very | God ; Be- I gotten | not — | made ; 4 Being of one substance | with the | Father, By I whom all | things were | made ; 5 Who, for us men, and for our salvation came | down from | heaven, And was incarnate by the Holy Ghost | of the | Virgin | Mary, 6 And was | made — | man : And was crucified also for us | under | Pontius | Pilate, 7 He suffered, and was buried ; and the third day He a- | rose a- | gain According to the Scriptures : and as- | cended | into | heaven, 8 And sitteth on the right hand | of the | Father ; And He shall come again with glory to judge both the quick and the dead ; whose I kingdom | shall have ■ no | end. 9 And in the | Holy | Ghost, Who I spake — | by the | prophets ; 10 And one Holy, Catholic, and Apos- [ tolic | Church: We acknowledge one baptism | for the ■ re | mission • of | sins : 1 1 We look for the resurrection | of the | dead, And the life of the | world to | come. A- | men. 430 PSALMS. BEATUS VI R. -jS>- -^s*- -- — . — 4= t 5 : 1 r H r b — u 1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel | of the ; un- | godly, Nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the | seat— | of the | scornful. 2 But his delight is in the | law ■ of the | Lord ; And in His law doth he | medi-tate | day and | night 3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the | rivers ■ of | water, That bringeth forth his | fruits — | in his | season ; 4 His leaf also | shall not | wither : And whatso- | ever he | doeth shall | prosper. 5 The ungodly | are not | so : But are like the chaff which the | wind — | driveth ■ a- | way. 6 Therefore the ungodly shall not | stand ■ in the | judgment. Nor sinners in the congre- | gation | of the | righteous : 7 For the Lord knoweth the | way * of the | righteous : But the way of the un- | godly | shall | perish. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And | to the | Holy [ Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World | without | end. A- | men. DOMINE, DOMINUS NOSTER. .-•II — G> , II 966 Psalm 8. L -i 1 — 1 1 O Lord, our Lord, how excellent is Thy name in | all the I earth, Who hast set Thy | glory ■ a- | bove the | heavens ! 2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast Thou ordained strength, be- | cause of • Thine | enemies ; That Thou mightest still the | ene-my | and ■ the a- | venger. PSALMS. 431 3 When I consider Thy heavens, the | work ■ of Thy | fingers, The moon and the stars | which Thou | hast or- | dained ; 4 What is man, that Thou art | mindful | of him, And the son of man | that Thou | visit-est | him ! 5 For Thou hast made him a little lower | than the | angels, Thou hast crowned | him with | glory and | honor : 6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the | works • of Thy | hands : Thou hast put | all things | under • his | feet : 7 All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field ; the fowl of the air, and the fish | of the | sea, And whatsoever passeth | through the | paths * of the | seas. 8 O Lord, | our — | Lord, How excellent is Thy | name in | all the | earth. Glory be to the Father, &c. DOMINUS REGIT ME. - -! ! — d-d ==£===z -& 1 L_i 1 1 u_ gb J Psalm 23. 1 The Lord | is my | Shepherd ; I I shall — I not — | want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in | green — | pastures : He leadeth me be- | side the | still — | waters. 3 He re- | storeth * my | soul : He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness | for His | name's — | sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will | fear no I evil: For Thou art with me ; Thy rod and Thy | staff they | comfort | me. 5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence | of mine | enemies : Thou anointest my head with oil ; my | cup — | runneth | over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the | days of • my | life : And I will dwell in the | house • of the | Lord for- | ever. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. 432 PSALMS. DEUS NOSTER REFUGIUM. r -1 ~J ^ Z — := " == — s» ^ T r * W PI ■■ o i — QOO Psalm 46. 1 God is our | refuge * and | strength, A very | present | help in | trouble. 2 Therefore will not we fear, though the | earth be | removed, And though the mountains be carried | into * the | midst * of the | sea. 3 Though the waters thereof | roar * and be | troubled, Though the mountains | shake * with the | swelling * there- | of 4 There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the | city of | God, The holy place of the | tabernacles of | the Most | High. 5 God is in the midst of her ; she | shall * not be | moved : God shall help her, | and — | that right | early. 6 The heathen raged, the | kingdoms * were | moved: He uttered His | voice, the | earth — | melted. 7 The Lord of | Hosts is | with us ; The God of | Jacob | is our | refuge. Glory be to the Father, &c. MISERERE MEI. 969 Psalm 51. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy | loving- | kindness : According unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies | blot out | my trans- gressions. Wash me thoroughly | from ■ mine in- | iquity, And I cleanse me | from my | sin. For I acknowledge | my trans- | gressions : And my sin is | ever be- | fore — | me. Hide Thy face | from my | sins, And blot out | all — | mine in- | iquities. Create in me a clean | heart, O | God ; And renew a right | spirit with- | in — | me. PSALMS. 433 6 Cast me not away | from Thy | presence ; And take not Thy | Holy | Spirit | from me. 7 Restore unto me the joy of | Thy sal- | vation ; And uphold me | with Thy | free — | Spirit. 8 Then will I teach trans- | gressors • Thy | ways; And sinners shall be con- | verted | unto | Thee. 9 O Lord, open | Thou my | lips ; And my mouth shall | shew forth | Thy — | praise. Glory be to the Father, &c. TE DECET HYMNUS. — O ^ ■--<£? ^ ■ .est s>— i _ ~— — . i -_c2 L ^ - n i=3 7-n :z -^aS 1 — r ^ — ^ 1 1 -J r - n PI pza— ffcc^ n ^ — L <3 — -b-r U *=e=3-a=.= 436 PSALMS. DOMINE REFUGIUM. m - ^ p^' ^ - 1- "S= )T - | ^-J- ®j-fc «s> — -1 Q y ^ Psalm 90. 1 Lord, Thou hast been our | dwelling- | place, In I all — I gener- | ations. 2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever Thou hadst formed the | earth ■ and the | world, Even from everlasting to ever- | lasting, | Thou art | God. 3 Thou turnest man | to de- | struction ; And sayest, Re- | turn, ye | children ■ of j men. 4 For a thousand years in Thy sight are but as yesterday, | when ■ it is ] past, And as a | watch — | in the | night. 5 Thou earnest them away as with a flood ; they are | as a | sleep : In the morning they are like | grass which j groweth [ up. 6 In the morning it flourisheth, and | groweth | up ; In the evening it is cut | down, and | wither- | eth. 7 For we are consumed | by Thine | anger, And by Thy | wrath — | are we | troubled. 8 Thou hast set our iniquities | before | Thee, Our secret sins in the | light • of Thy | counte- | nance. 9 For all our days are passed away | in Thy | wrath : We spend our years as a | tale — | that is | told. 10 The days of our years are three-score years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be | four-score | years, Yet is their strength labor and sorrow ; for it is soon cut off, | and we | fly a- | way. 1 1 Who knoweth the power | of Thine | anger ? Even according to Thy fear, | so — | is Thy | wrath. 12 So teach us to | number • our | clays, That we may apply our | hearts — | unto | wisdom. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. QUI HABITAT. No. .. pd- PSALMS. =J-t u — - — b— i — <-=> b^— Br a . = Ep p-EE — E 9/4" Psalm 91. 1 He thatdwelleth in the secret place of the | Most — | High, Shall abide under the | shadow * of | the Al- | mighty. 2 I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge | and my | fortress, My God, in [ Him — | will I | trust. 3 Because thou hast made the Lord which | is my | refuge, Even the Most | High, thy | habi- | tation, 4 There shall no evil be- | fall — | thee, Neither shall any | plague come | nigh thy | dwelling. 5 For He shall give His angels charge | over | thee, To | keep thee * in | all thy | ways. 6 They shall bear thee up | in their | hands, Lest thou dash thy | foot a- | gainst a | stone. 7 Thou shalt tread upon the | lion and | adder ; The young lion and the dragon shalt thou | trample | under | feet. 8 Because he hath set his love upon Me, therefore will I de- | liver | him : I will set him on high, because | he hath | known My | Name. 9 He shall call upon Me, and I will | answer | him : I will be with him in trouble ; I will deliver | him, and | honor | him. io With long life will I | satis- | fy him, And | shew him | My sal- | vation. Glory be to the Father, &c. QUI HABITAT. No. 2 . 438 PSALMS. BONUM EST CONHIEKI. #1 ■ zzx^d 1- No. i. a 1: l 1 ^ p g g — - i 1 1 . Q 7 5 Psalm 92. 1 It is a good thing to give thanks un- | to the | Lord ; And to sing praises unto Thy | name, O | Most — | Highest. 2 To tell of Thy loving-kindness early | in the | morning ; And of Thy | truth * in the | night | season. 3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and up- | on the | lute ; Upon a loud instrument, | and up- | on the | harp. 4 For Thou, Lord, hast made me glad | through Thy | works ; I will rejoice in giving praise for the oper- | ations | of Thy | hands. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. BONUM EST CONFITERI No. 2. 1 1 — 1 1— -d iRj-r _4 _, ... Iff 4 & — & L | — 1 1^ - j p — 1 — \ ^3 BONUM EST COr -r— $2- sIFITERI. 0 — No. 3. — I ^ ,! — ._ m j£2. -*3>- 1 £=te= - ~F — psalms. ■ 439 VENITE EXULTEMUS DOMINO. --^ EF^ — EEE B— ; -n=1=EE= c- ■ — 1 Psalm 95. 1 O come, let us sing un- | to the | Lord ; Let us heartily rejoice in the | strength of | our sal- | vation. 2 Let us come before His presence | with thanks- | giving; And show ourselves | glad in | Him with | psalms. 3 For the Lord is a | great | God ; And a great | King a- | bove all | gods. 4 In His hands are all the corners | of the [ earth ; And the strength of the | hills is | His — | also. 5 The sea is His, | and He | made it ; And His hands pre- | pared the | dry — | land. 6 O come, let us worship, | and fall | down ; And kneel be- | fore the | Lord our | Maker : 7 For He is the | Lord our | God ; And we are the people of His pasture and the | sheep of | His — | hand. 8 O worship the Lord in the | beauty of | holiness ; Let the whole earth | stand in | awe of | Him : 9 For He cometh, for He cometh, to | judge the | earth ; And with righteousness to judge the world, and the | people | with His | truths Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. PSALMS. CANTATE. VjHh -q — s> — <& :=j U ■ — i £2. .(22. — - £3 -1 i - n: pp si -i-f-g-^— 'iii Q 3 I Psalm ioo. 1 O be joyful in the Lord, | all ye | lands ; Serve the Lord with gladness, and come before His | presence | with a | song. 2 Be ye sure that the Lord | he is | God ; It is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; we are His people, | and the | sheep of His | pasture. 3 O go your way into His gates with thanksgiving, and into Flis | courts with | praise ; Be thankful unto Him, and | speak good | of His | name. 4 For the Lord is gracious, His mercy is | ever- | lasting, And His truth endureth from gener- | ation to | gener- | ation. Glory be to the Father, &c. 444 PSALMS BENEDIC ANIMA MEA. No. i. -<=*- :cz~ \zzzz: mm -i — i- 2 Psalm 103. 1 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul : And all that is within me, | bless his | holy | name. 2 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, And for- | get not | all his | benefits : 3 Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities ; Who I healeth all | thy dis- | eases ; 4 Who redeemeth thy life | from de- | struction ; Who crowneth thee with loving- | kindness ■ and | tender | mercies ; 5 The Lord is merci- | ful and | gracious, Slow to anger, and | plen | teous in | mercy. 6 He hath not dealt with us | after our | sins ; Nor rewarded us ac- | cording to | our in- | iquities. 7 For as the heaven is high a- | bove the | earth, So great is his mercy toward | them that | fear — | him. 8 As far as the east is | from the | west, So far hath he removed | our trans- | gressions | from us. 9 Like as a father | pitieth * his | children, So the Lord pitieth | them that | fear — | Him. Glory be to the Father, &c. BENEDIC ANIMA MEA. N 0. 2. i-iii=P 1 - ^ — & S>- 1 1 1 r r~ 1 1 1- 1 i -j-j S— f-vd- — ar-^r-t 1 ' \w=-T = - — — — -z> 1 J* u il t r [ — 1 PSALMS. 445 LEV AVI OCULOS. Psalm 121. 1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence | cometh ■ my | help. My help cometh from the Lord, | which made | heaven • and | earth. 2 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved : He that keepeth thee | will not | slumber. Behold, He that keepeth Israel shall | neither | slumber ■ nor | sleep. 3 The Lord is thy Keeper : the Lord is thy shade upon | thy right | hand : The sun shall not smite thee by day, | nor the | moon by | night. 7 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil : He shall pre- | serve thy | soul The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and | even * for | ever- | more. Glory be to the Father, &c. LCTATUS SUM. 1 I was glad when they said | unto | me, Let us go into the | house — | of the | Lord. 2 Our feet shall stand with- | in thy | gates, 0 Je- | ru — | sa — | lem. 3 Pray for the peace of Je- | rusa- | lem : They shall | prosper * that | love — | thee. 4 Peace be with- | in thy | walls, And prosperity with- | in thy | pala- | ces. 5 For my brethren and com- | panions' | sakes, 1 will now say, | Peace — | be with- | in thee. 6 Because of the house of the | Lord our ] God, I will | seek — | thy — | good. Glory be to the Father, &c. 446 DE PROFUNDIS. \ PSALMS. q =4~F— R ~T=^ g£3 a - =Sb " P= ? 1 -ess- — a- — (- Tj2? i r L_ r 3=| gO ^ Psalm 130. 1 Out of the depths have I cried unto | Thee, O | Lord. Lord, I hear — | my — | voice : 2 Let Thine ears | be at- | tentive To the I voice ' of my | suppli- | cations. 3 If Thou, Lord, shouldest | mark in- | iquities, 0 I Lord, — I who shall | stand ? 4 But there is for- | giveness * with | Thee, That I Thou — | mayest be | feared. 5 I wait for the Lord, my | soul doth | wait, And in His | word — | do I | hope. 6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that | watch * for the ] morning : 1 say, more than they that | watch — | for the | morning. 7 Let Israel hope in the Lord : for with the Lord | there is | mercy, And with Him is | plente- | ous re- | demption. 8 And He shall redeem | Isra- | el From I all — | his in- | iquities. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. DE PROFUNDIS. No. 2. PSALMS. 447 SURGE, DOMINE. "[ ! §—=m ^p-|I--B s d-_^_l3:g_^3 =-g -- l s l _ — = L-£5 si- * -J « -a ^r- 1 eft- ll^ S_ : & _ _J g_ -i — r~ — — - t— 1" — - Psalm 150. 1 Praise | ye the | Lord. Praise God in His sanctuary ; praise Him in the | firma-ment | of His | power. 2 Praise Him for His | mighty | acts ; Praise Him according | to His | excel-lent | greatness. 3 Praise Him with the | sound * of the | trumpet : Praise Him | with the | psaltery * and | harp. 4 Praise Him with the | timbrel * and | dance : Praise Him with stringed | instru- | ments and | organs. 5 Praise Him upon the | loud | cymbals : Praise Him upon the | high | sounding | cymbals. 6 Let every thing that hath breath | praise the | Lord : Praise | ye — | the — | Lord. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And I to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World I without | end. A- | men. ALLELUIA. No. 2. r J -1 f I | . V-^ — 2_ .£2. # E ^2 :(= BAPTISMAL. COVENANT. p-=_a — = 1 Lp: _p Before the Administration of the Sacrament. 1 And they brought young children to Him, that | He should | touch them ; And His disciples re- | bu-ked | those that | brought them. 2 But when Jesus saw it He was | much dis- | pleased ; And said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not, for of | such * is the | kingdom • of | God. 3 Verily, I say | un-to | you ; Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child he | shall not | enter ■ there- j in. 4 And He took them up | in His | arms • Put His hands upon | them and | bles-sed | them. After the Administration of the Sacrament. 1 Then will I sprinkle clean | water " up- | on you, And | ye shall | be — | clean : 2 A new heart also | will I | give you, And a new spirit | will I | put with- | in you : 3 And I will take away the stony heart | out of * your | flesh, And I will | give ' you a | heart of | flesh : 4 And I will put my | Spirit * with- | in you, And ye shall | keep my | judgments, ' and | do them. 5 I will pour my Spirit up- | on thy | seed, And my | blessing ' up- | on thine | offspring : (6 A nd they shall sprang up as a- | mong the | grass, As willows | by the ) water- | courses. J For the promise is unto you, and | to your | children, And to all that are afar off, even as many as the | Lord our | God shall | call. Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, World | without | end. A | men. MISCELLANEOUS. "ALL HAIL" &= ^-^ -OS <© — i J — s — = m=^ = — — ^27 3== li- tF P~ — 1 1 £2 (S <=— n £2 fe 995 1 Abide in me, O Lord, and I in Thee, From this good hour, oh leave me nevermore ; Then shall the discord cease, the wound be healed, The life-long bleeding of the soul be o'er. 2 Abide in me • o'ershadow by Thy love Each half-formed purpose and dark thought of sin ; Quench ere it rise each selfish, low desire, And keep my soul as Thine, calm and divine. 3 As some rare perfume in a vase of clay, Pervades it with a fragrance not its own, So, when Thou dwellest in a mortal soul, All heaven's own sweetness seems around it thrown. 4 Abide in me : there have been moments blest, When I have heard Thy voice and felt Thy power ; Then evil lost its grasp ; and passion hushed, Owned the divine enchantment of the hour. 5 These were but seasons beautiful and rare ; Abide in me, and they shall ever be ; Fulfil at once Thy precept and my prayer, Come, and abide in me, and I in Thee. MISCELLANEOUS 455 GLAD TIDINGS. Congregation . -i — i — — i 2 IS » . £ «- J» JB- Shout the glad tid - ings, ex - ult - ing - ly sing ; Choir. -,--! I- Je - ru - sa - lem triumphs, Mes- -] 1- — Ig ICS* — ^ : r U— t=d 1 — r si - ah is King ! Zi - on, the mar-vel - lous sto - ry, &c. |az:=2=fe: 3= 8§s= I I 1^ IE Congregation. i — u i — r Shout the glad tidings, ex - ult-ing- ly sing j Final Chorus. j— _- 1— _ -t— -|— & ^ Je - ru - sa-lem triumphs, Mes-si - ah is King. Mes-si - ah is King, Mes-si - ah is King. 996 Zion, the marvellous story be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowly His birth ; The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, He reigns upon earth. 2 Tell how He cometb ; from nation to nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round ; How free to the faithful He offers salvation, How His people with joy everlasting are crowned. 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing ; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. 456 MISCELLANEOUS SCHAFF. 8,3,3,6,8,3,3,6. -S— S 3^8 j- !~ ^ — t— -> > 1 14 — -»«-n-d 1 — — qsrq-=! — =1 — -m- — ''Jl — v p k — IP f~ r^^~ i~ 1 997 1 All my heart this night rejoices, As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest angel voices : "Christ is born," their choirs are Till the air [singing, Everywhere Now with joy is ringing. 2 Hark ! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat, " Flee from woe and danger ; Brethren, come : from all that grieves You are freed ; [you All you need I will surely give you." 3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder ; Here let all, Great and small, Kneel in awe and wonder ; Love Him who with love is yearning : Hail the star That from far Bright with hope is burning ! 4 Ye who pine in weary sadness, Weep no more, For the door Now is found of gladness : Cling to Him, for He will guide you Where no cross, Pain or loss, Can again betide you. 5 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee ! Keep Thou me Close to Thee, Cast me not behind Thee : Life of life, my heart Thou stillest, Calm I rest On Thy breast, All this void Thou fillest. 6 Heedfully my Lord I'll cherish, Live to Thee, And with Thee, Dying shall not perish ; But shall dwell with Thee forever, Far on high, In the joy That can alter never. MISCELLANEOUS. 457 BETHUNE. L. M. 6 lines. f r iiJ Ju iij j^^^^^^i 1 T -^f— r r H -— H -r— — r- J r ~r tr _i_!=t= — b_b — L -— r-H— ""f 1 f 7 ■ " 99 8 1 Come, O Thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell Thee who I am, My misery or sir! declare ; Thyself hast called me by my name ; Look on Thy hands and read it there ! But who, I ask Thee, who art Thou ? Tell me Thy Name, and tell me now. 3 Wilt Thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name ? Tell me, I still beseech Thee, tell ; To know it now resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let Thee go Till I Thy Name,. Thy Nature know. 4 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, Be conquered by my instant prayer ! Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move, And tell me if Thy Name is Love ! 5 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace Unspeakable I now receive ; Through faith I see Thee face to face, I see Thee face to face, and live ; In vain I have not wept and strove, Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love. 6 I know Thee, Saviour, who Thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend ! Nor wilt Thou with the night depart, But stay, and love me to the end ; Thy mercies never shall remove, Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love. 7 Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end, All helplessness, all weakness, I On Thee alone for strength depend ; Nor have I power from Thee to move ; Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love. 8 Lame as I am I take the prey, Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'er- come ; I leap for joy, pursue my way, And as a bounding hart fly home, Through all eternity to prove, Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love ! 458 MISCELLANEOUS. FIELD. H. M. , — 1 1 - 1. .. 1 n -3 - |— r S3— r — . - — 1 — e> *& 1 1 s> r i — i-i -9H» -i -1 - -! -i—t- -Ttf? -i— -i g -i— H - l 1 1 „ I I H — 1 /7S • ■ — ^ : — !?- g s — ^ — IE ^ i — l-i 1 i F— -h f - 1 S 1 1# »l is — 1 ffl— I — — 1 " ^ 999 1 Thy works, not mine, 0 Christ ! Speak gladness to this heart : They tell me all is done, They bid my fear depart : To whom, save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 2 Thy tears, not mine, O Christ, Have wept my guilt away, And turned this night of mine Into a blessed day : To whom, .save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 3 Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, Can heal my bruised soul ; Thy stripes, not mine, contain The balm that makes me whole : To whom, save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 4 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, Has borne the awful load Of sins that none could bear But the incarnate God : To whom, save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 5 Thy death, not mine, O Christ, Has paid the ransom due ; Ten thousand deaths like mine Would have been all too few : To whom, save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? 6 Thy righteousness alone Can clothe and beautify ; I wrap it round my soul, In this I'll live and die : To whom, save Thee who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? MYERS. MISCE LL 7s. Double. — 1 — h fc r -! ANEOUS, 459 2BKS 3 -=Sf-3^= ? ! — i===5 r F^ — e — ca— : — is S" [EE~ J S- : ■ Ec- «» • j*- r * r ^ :_ — it— - — § — -Si- 1 1 (* s-h ->s> i 1 p— P P^j : J- ta - -4- s S-F -=> — 0 * — n — ?■ ■r • * 1 P 0 - @ n S - «» h 5» £ — 3 1 U 1 1 1> f * — r — -dH -?d F- — =M-»i-— pr=i — * — «— - s — M^'M- PF— S-i— «P-a-T-"K-3— : HH-SR-i-^ tJ ^ - ^ -»5 i_ (S? « _^ 1 1 ,-TJ ■M — * 9 ■ 25 L i 1 1 ^ 3^5 — -S> n l — SI— -1 - -d -1 r— 1 ' -, 1 n 4- N — ^= 1— . X-\ #==- g-: & *-* — L-sJ sJ J-ci " p- -H = '<» * — 1 n 1 1 Q 1 | Z^ z^ m =| 1= ■ :-g- gjj — L-sJ — tf^— = 1 W F s 1 L_ t 1 ilzs— 2 s g _U 1— — 1 — i— ■25" 1004 1 Nothing but leaves ! the Spirit grieves Over a wasted life; O'er sin committed while conscience slept, Promises made but never kept, Hatred, battle, and strife; Nothing but leaves. 2 Nothing but leaves ! no garnered sheaves Of life's fair ripened grain ; Words, idle words, for earnest deeds ; We sow our seeds, lo, tares and weeds, We reap with toil and pain Nothing but leaves. 3 Nothing but leaves ! memory weaves No veil to screen the past; As we retrace our weary way, Counting each lost and misspent day, We find sadly at last Nothing but leaves. 4 And shall we meet the Master so, Bearing our withered leaves? The Saviour looks for perfect fruit, We stand before Him, humbled, mute, Waiting the words He breathes, Nothing but leaves ! 464 MISCELLANEOUS. HUTCHINSON. 7 s & 5 s. -I -T -, ^_ — 1 — -1- 1 1 1 1 -4 f t -i n * * ■»* : :£ 3 » -j-s :-2 3 : * * R i — — i ] ?' -J * n « 1 — ._, r Chorus. *=!= .5--: ^ — * 1005 1 Child of sorrow, child of care, Wouldst thou learn thy griefs to bear, And escape from every snare? Trust in God alone! Human strength is weak and vain, Sin will oft its power regain; Humbly ask, and help obtain From thy Father's throne. 2 Knowest thou, in this vale of tears, Gloomy doubts, distracting fears, Painful months, and sorrowing years? To the Saviour fly ! He that drank the bitter cup, Bids thee in His mercy hope ; Let thy prayer be lifted up To His throne on high. MISCELLANEOUS, 465 PALMER. 11,10,11,5. « F -f=-J -A -1 N- -Jtq-d d— 1 -: -f= CT, * — 77- j A. °: • - * „ ^ ^ Jj ja • ja? ^ qg £ n I : s -g : * r ■-94 — rf= =-| -4 - ■ A 1 — — 1 i— It* — — *e |_i 1 -I r -I-i— * fi« » — ^— e * _ * * — JTJ. — 01 — r ft*- — •— d - > _ — I s -N Hk r -.r>-i _^ r 1 ' _i u * |S » — — * — eg i- • -: i - jj. I n m c- - ' — Jl h«- - 1 ^ • — =H-p- -— ; IOO6 :-t= r j p- Morning Praise. - — -H 1 Behold, the shade of night is now receding, Kindling with splendors fair the dawn is glowing, With fervent hearts, oh let us all implore Him — Ruler Almighty : 2 That He, our God, will look on us in pity, Send strength for weakness, grant us His salvation, And with a Father's pure affection give us Glory eternal. 3 This grace oh grant us, Godhead Ever-blessed, Of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost in union, Whose praises be through earth's most distant regions Ever resounding ! IOO7 Evening Praise. 1 'Mid evening shadows let us all be watching, Ever in psalms our deep devotion waking, And with one voice hymns to the Lord, the Saviour, Sweetly be singing. 2 That to the Holy King our songs ascending, We worthily, with all His saints, may enter The heavenly temple, joyfully partaking 1 ' Life everlasting. 3 This grace oh grant us, Godhead Ever-blessed, Of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost in union, Whose praises be through earth's most distant regions. Ever resounding ! RESPONSES TO THE COMMANDMENTS. RESPONSE TO THE COMMANDMENTS. No. i. j&=^ 5 : & & — c— & & & ■ ■ ,=2 £ « — H — <= & t O-r- £•--!; m — 1~ r — 12? ^ 0 t-j i J- — is> js» t i . , Lord, have mer - cy up - on us, and write all n« ~l d=— fr* g i !: _ P — n- — 1 — — p g e — j= E— g r: I-= — J - these Thy ^ r laws in our hearts, we be - - seech . . . Thee. RESPONSE TO THE COMMANDMENTS. No. 2. ^1 1 The law of the Lord is perfect, con- | verting • the | soul : The testimony of the Lord is sure, making | wise the | simple. 2 The statutes of the Lord are right, re- | joicing • the | heart : The commandment of the Lord is pure, en- | lightening • the | eyes. 3 The fear of the Lord is clean, en- | during * for- | ever : The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous | alto- | gether. 4 More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than | much fine | gold : Sweeter also than honey and the | honey- | comb. 5 Moreover by them is Thy | servant | warned : And in keeping of them there is | great re- | ward. RESPONSE TO THE COMMANDMENTS. No. 3. Lord, have | mercy up- | on us, And write all these Thy laws in our hearts, we be | seech- | Thee. 2i .£=?. — — C^- DOXOLOGIES. GLORIA TIBI. No. ,. GLORIA TIBI 467 No. ^*7-^==1 1— H ~H -g < ^'~: ^^ff^fr— — — » L — r V i 1 — Glo-ry be to Thee, O Lord. Glo- ry be to Thee, O Lord. GLORIA TIBI. No. 3 . - =1 -d f= -s^-q Glo- ry be to Thee, O Lord. GLORIA TIBI. No. 4 . — i — i — -J r g N * 3- I §& -fe ■ I 1 Glo - ry be to Thee, O Lord. GLORIA TIBI. No. 5. J • ■>-=! — S-d * — 1 -J h ' * 77^ — ™ -*l — - — -7-ri as— P* 1 • — IV- -= =1 ■= J- . ' * _ . V «» . <5> © .— *a»l-— ' -P ^— V-^ 3>_ =Z=W Glo - ry be to Thee, Glo- ry be to Thee, to Thee, O Lord. GLORIA PATRI. No. -a- . -&- -a>- ' mwm. _-»q 1 — r^. -S--:- ==t: ±4= Glo - ry be to the Fa - ther, and to the Son, and to the Ho r & & — I 1 c ly Ghost ; As it was 1 i r in the be - gin - ning, is JoY^ ®— ^ » =«= i«g «s - |fc:=:^=z-g ^ o-^-e, 1 — S> !* k3> , 1 ~ r* atz^z^;— 1 1 I 1 l^tr— Ip £ -tzzz— r -1 — now, and ev - er shall be, world without end. A - men. A - men. DOXOLOGIES. GLORIA PATRI. n*r 1 No. 2. n ^ , 1 — p ^e=£ zf e— -* ai — e. 4" KP — * - r -a 1. — 9 I Ho - ly Ghost ; As it was in the be - gin - ning, is - J !-_ .3- rr« S*^-^ s - ♦7 ^ • ' i i i now, and ev - er shall be, world without end. A - men. A - men. GLORIA PATRI. No. 3 . — v 3 m • S II 1 1 Glo - ry be to the Fa - ther, and to the Son, and to the ^1— pd 5 = H rf^r— d— — 0i — T u m ffis £j- =a ? — * -fe i= =1 d— 0 . 0— >b *' N 1 1 Bj * * - ^ 9 » — L r-p» S g ; Ho - ly ( jhost ; As it was in the be - gin - ning, is ~> — 1 — pa| jrrzafcsspg I 32 _ _ <" 3= now, and ev - er shall be, world without end. ... A - men. A - men. DOXOLOGIES 469 GLORIA PATRI. No. 4. wwm Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, || and | to the m -Mi Ho - ly I Ghost ; || As it was in the beginning, is now, and I 1 , II c ::g:=-c ev - er I shall be, world with - out I end. A - I men. 'GLORIA PATRI. No. 5. -I— 1 T — 1 — -J — 1 1 : | r- GLORIA PATRI. No. 6. J 1- 0 : 1 f 11 .^a. _.f=2. .(S. _JL L-U-j |- r — II rr~] -i- -1 — -r- 470 DOXOLOGIES. 1 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. 2 L. M. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven. 3 LM - Eternal Father of the Word, Eternal Son, co-equal King, Eternal Spirit, God and Lord, To Thee unceasing praise we bring. 4. L M . Now to the Father, and the Son Who rose from death, be glory given, With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Henceforth, by all in earth and heaven. ^ . L. M„ 6 lines. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven, As was through ages heretofore, Is now, and shall be evermore. 6 L M., 6 lines. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the Almighty Father's Name \ The Saviour-Son be glorified Who for lost man's redemption died ; And equal adoration be, Eternal Paraclete, to Thee. 7 C. M. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 8 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. g c m. To praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit All-Divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. 10 CM. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from Saints on earth, And from the Angel-host. 11 CM. The Father's Name we loudly raise, The Son we all adore, The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, Both now and evermore. 12 CM. Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son, Glory to God the Holy Ghost, Glory to God alone. I ^ C M., Double. The God of mercy be adored, Who calls our souls from death, Who saves by His redeeming Word And new-creating Breath : To praise the Father and the Son And Spirit All-Divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. I4. CP, M. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God, whom heaven's triumphant And saints on earth, adore ; [host Be glory as in ages past, As now it is, and so shall last, When time shall be no more. DOXOLOGIES. 471 15 C. L M. O Father of unbounded might, O Son, and Holy Ghost, Adored by all the saints in light, And by the angel host, — Our humble praise we bring to Thee, And will, throughout eternity. 16 S. M. To the eternal Three, In will and essence One ; To Father, Son, and Spirit be Coequal honors done. iy s. m. To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, 'glory be, As was, and is, and shall remain Through all eternity. 18 S. M. Praise to the Father be, Praise to His Only Son, Praise to the blessed Paraclete, While endless ages run. 19 S. M. Father of Majesty, Thine Only Son our Lord, Thine Ever-blessed Spirit, be Forevermore adored. 20 8s& 7 s. Praise the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given, Glory through eternal days. 21 8s & 75. Praise the God of our salvation, Praise the Father's boundless love, Praise the Lamb, our expiation, Praise the Spirit from above. 2 2 8s & 7 s. Jesus, Thou our praise dost merit, Glory ever be to Thee, With the Father, and the Spirit, Now and through eternity. 2 ^ 8s & 7 s - Double. Praise the God of our salvation : Praise the Father's boundless love ; Praise the Lamb, our expiation • Praise the Spirit from above ; Author of the new creation, Him by whom our spirits live ; Undivided adoration To the One Jehovah give. 24 8s l7 s& 4 . Glory be to God the Father ! Glory be to God the Son ! Glory be to God the Spirit ! Great Jehovah, Three in One : Glory, glory, While eternal ages run. 2 5 8s, 7 s & 4. Great Jehovah, we adore Thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne : Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One. 26 8s )7 s& 4 . Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Thou, the God whom we adore,, May we all Thy love inherit, To Thine image us restore : Vast Eternal ! Praises to Thee evermore. 27 7*- Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Blessing, honor, glory be Given by all the heavenly host, And by all on earth to Thee. 28 73. Sing we to our God above Praise eternal as His love ; Praise Him all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 472 DOXOLOGIES. 2 9 73. Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Praise and glory be to Thee, Now, and for eternity. 30 7 s - Glory to the Eternal One, Glory to His Only Son, Glory to the Spirit be Now, and through eternity. 3 I 7s, 6 lines. Praise the name of God most high, Praise Him, all below the sky, Praise Him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost : As through countless ages past, Evermore His praise shall last. ^ 2 7s, Double. Praise our glorious King and Lord, Angels waiting on His word, Saints that walk with Him in white, Pilgrims walking in His light : Glory to the Eternal One, Glory to His Only Son, Glory to the Spirit be Now, and through eternity. 33 H. M. To God the Father's throne Perpetual honors raise ; Glory to God the Son, And to the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. .3+ H - M - To God the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addrest : As heretofore it was, is now, .And shall be so for evermore. 35 lls - O Father Almighty, to Thee be ad- drest, With Christ and the Spirit, One God ever blest, All glory and worship, from earth and from heaven, [given. 36 As was, and is now, and shall ever be IOS & IIS. By all holy spirits that fill the wide heaven, [given And saints upon earth, let praises be To God, in Three Persons, the God we adore, As it has been, now is, and shall be e'ermore. ^ y 7s &. 6s. Trochaic. To the Father, to the Son And Spirit, ever blest, Everlasting Three in One, All worship be addrest, Praise from all above, below, As throughout the ages past, Now is given, and shall be so While endless ages last. ^ § 7s &. 6s. Iambic. To Father, Son, and Spirit, The God whom we adore, Be loftiest praises given, Now and for ever more : Earth join with heaven in singing The praise of pardoning love, Till the loud anthem swelling Shall reach the courts above. 6s& 4 s. To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence, evermore ; His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. [ The figures refer to the 7iumber of the Hymns] Accepted time, 267, 270. Active effort, 518, 524, 527, 731. Adoption, 404, 477, 913. Adoption, Spirit of, 239. 346. Advent, Second, 795—823. Glory of second, 801, 820. Prayer for second, 795, 798, 817, 819. Awaiting second, 119, 741, 742, 799, 824. Afflictions, 533, 535, 539, 540, 543, 546, 757, 758. Angels, at the tomb, 171. Joy at the resurrection, 174. Ministry of, 876, 899. Song of. See Song of Angels. Appeal to Christ, 222, 317, 329, 578. Ashamed of Jesus, 371, 379. Asleep in Jesus, 777. Assurance, 393, 404, 410, 470. Backsliding repented of, 490, 491. Baptism, Holy, 623—634. of Children, 623, 625—629, 631, 632. Benedictions, 591, 603, 622. Bethlehem, Star of, 115, 122, 918. Blessedness, Christian, 446, 447, 454. In death, 790, 791. Of the Saints, 839. Blessing Sought, 613, 614, 615. Blood of Christ, Value of, 144'. Bounty of God in Providence, 920, 922. Bridegroom, Coming of, 811, 812. Brotherly love, 677, 678, 681, 682, 683. Call, God's, 273. Calmness, 554. Calvary, 278. Charity, 515—519, 525, 526. Children. See Baptism of. Death of, 787, 788. Christ ;— Adoration of, 712, 125, 141, 142, 161, £45, 676. Advent of, 101—106, 117, 126, 127. Advocate, 78, 192, 308. All in all, 161, 203, 212, 214, 316, 324, 327, 337, 342, 347, 348, 358, 375, 378, 428. Ascension of, 187, 189, 191, 194, 198, 197. Atonement of, 151, 160. Best Friend, 199. Benevolence of. 134. Birth announced, 110—117. Burial of, 166—168. Character of, 131, 133, 137, 138. Childhood of, 129, 130. Conqueror, 171, 174, 176, 186. 197. Conqueror Crowned, the, 188. Cornerstone, the, 575, 590. Coronation of, 200, 205. Cross and Crown of, 202, 382. Christ ;— Crucified, 145, 147, 149, 150, 152, 157, 162, 348. Delight in, 357, 358, 450. Divinity of, 125, 132, 193. Dwelling place of, 49. Everliving Redeemer, 199, 212, 217. Exaltation of, 193, 206, 215. Exemplar, 130, 131, 133, 137, 138, 342. First fruits, 172, 173, 176. Forerunner, 195. Fountain, 163, 165, 278. Fullness of, 331, 338, 461, 520, 914. Glory of, 136, 139, 200—211. High priest, 192, 220, 223, 340, 341. Hope of His people, 78. Humanity of, 121, 129, 162, 531. Humility of, 137. Humiliation of, 129, 133, 144, 145, 147, 151, 156, 162. Invitation of. 135, 383. Judge, 55, 808. King of the Church, 136, 210, 342 335 Eing'of Glory, 188, 211. King, Sovereign, 194. Knocking at the door, 262. Lamb of God, 322. Light, 120, 351, 424, 865, 894, 929. Lord our Righteousness, 85. Love of, 101, 150, 203, 204. Loving-kindness of, 370. Majesty of, 140, 141, 162. Man of sorrows, 146. Mediator, 99. Ministry of, 103, 132—134. Miracles, 132, 134. Name of, 221, 327. Nativity of, 105, 109, 111, 112, 114—117. Obedience of, 130, 138. Offices of, 341, 389. Only plea, 290, 292, 306, 314, 322. Our Passover, 183. Preciousness of, 338, 339, 347. 349, 352, 378, 436, 886, 891. Prince of Peace, 892. Privileges in, 340. Prophet, 341. Refuge, 316, 395, 530. Reign of, joy in, 198. Resurrection, 169, 170, 176, 186. Resurrection, pledge of, 180, 182. Rock of ases, 328. Sacrifice, 144, 159. Saviour, the, 153, 165, 221, 276, 277. Sepulchre, 166—168. Shepherd, 360, 406, 629, 666, 669. Substitute, 156. Christ ;- Sufferings of, 143, 144, 145, 147— 149, 456. Transfiguration of, 139. Triumphal entry of, 140—142. Way, Truth and Life, 372, 511. Weeping over sinners, 283. Work finished, 151, 160. Christians ; — At the cross, 150, 152, 154, 155, 367, 456, 460, 647. Christ the life of, 434, 435, 751. Comfort under bereavement, 782, 786, 792. Confidence in God, 43, 50. 62, 64, 68, 75, 77, 88, 209, 376, 426, 449, 532, 544. Conflict, 43, 314, 445, 481, 486. Conquerors through Christ, 212. Courage, 405, 407, 410—413, 417, 419, 496. Cross and Crown, 202, 382. Dependence on Christ, 78, 153, 218, 387, 421, 428, 441, 448, 543. Encouragement, 408, 419, 420, 426. Festival of, 181. Hatred of sin of, 294, 296. One family, 686. Perseverance of, 407 — 409. Preservation of, 70. Property of Christ, 313, 374, 376. Support of, 67, 75, 90, 190. Church;— 555— The Bride, 704. Channel of blessing, 558. Deliverance of, 709. Glory of, 557, 560. God the strenglh of, 32. Invitation of, 279. Longing for Christ's advent. 118. Love for, 559, 563, 565. Safety of, 89. Song of, 492. Triumphant, 684, 685. Come and welcome, 276, 279, 323. Comfort for the sorrowing, 269, 7F9. Comforter, the Holy Ghost, the, 231, 234. Communion ; — Hymns for, 148, 149, 350, 521, 522, 603, 645—676. With God, 463, 464, 870. Confession of faith, 635—644. Of Sin, 290, 292, 295, 297, 298, 305, 309, 320, 940. Consecration, 69, 313, 318, 326, 523, 638. Consistency, 444. Contrition, 310, 314, 316, 320, 490, 493. Country, 930, 931. Covenant Abrahamic. 624, 631. Covenant Established, 121. Pleading the, 306. 474 INDEX OF SUBJECTS Creation, 37, 45. Close of Worship, 40, 457. Days, Fewness of, 7j3— 765. Dismission, 613— 617, 894. Death, Confidence in, 780, 781, 783. Conquered, 176, 177, 186. Fear of, overcome, 755, 778, 779, 782, 818. Of infants, 782, 787. Of a Pastor, 766. Prevalence of, 762, 770. Decrees 94« Delight in God, 82, 465, 571. Christ, 357, 358. Worship, 500—502. Devotion, 330, 382, 397, 433, 443, 466 —463, 481, 550, 551. Private, 500—502, 504, 547. Dies Ine, 810, 814. Divine Glory, Christian rule, 403. Perfections, 65, 66. Dominion of God, 94. Easter Hymns, 174, 175, 178, 179, 180 —186. Effectual Calling, 431. Entreaty, Penitent, 315, Epiphany, 122—124. Expostulation, 259-268, 231, 286. Eternity, 93, 815. Eternal life, 843. Evening Hymns, 597, 871—915. Evening of Life, 903, 910. Meditation, 8S8. Prayer, 879, 831, 886, 891, 895. Worship, 871, 873, 876, 897, 898, 901, 911, 912, 915. Faith, 317—338, 3S7, 451. Confession of, 635—644. In the Father, 635. In the Son, 636. In the Holy Ghost, 637. Of our fathers, 93-1. In the dying hour, 753. Foundation of, 348, 484. Prayer for, 319. Public confession of, 639, 640. Eejoicing in, 293, 295, 298, 317, 322, 329. Strength of, 319, 325, 326, 333, 336. Fast-day, 938-943. Feast of the Lord's Supper, 668, 670. Fidelity, Prayer for, 396, 498. Following Christ, 333, 336, 372, 415, 427. Forever Christ's, 664. With the Lord, 772. Forgiveness, 525. Sought by the Cross, 155, 285, 237, 289, 291, 293. 312. Forsaking all for Christ, 313, 327, 333, 336. Fountain filled with blood, 163, 164, 165. 278. Freedom, Christian, 448. Free offer of salvation, 257—281. Fruits of the Spirit, 226, 241, 399, 400. Funeral Hymns, 766, 774-778, 782, 785, 786, 791. Gcthsemme, 143. Glory. 139. Christ's, 200, 211. Christ's entrance into, 187, 188. Glorying in the Cross, 150, 216, 334. Gloria in Excelsis, 7, 36, 38,181. God ;— Calling of, 273. Call to praise, 19. 28. Compassionate Father, 51,508. Condescension of, 25, 102. Jn Creation, 37. 54, 05. Eternal, 53, 81, 93. God ;— Ever-living, 67. Exalted, 14. The Father, Praise to, 46, 47. Faithfulness of, 542. Goodness and Truth of, 20, 56, 60, 61, 102. Greatness of. 42, 56, 102. Guide, 73, 124. Helper, 96, 222, 437. Holiness of, 44. King, 41. Love of, 35, 84. Majesty of, 46—52. Mercy of, 69, 74. Omniscience of, 95. Omnipotence of, 63, 80. Omnipresence of, 48, 95. Prayer-hearing, 78, 576. Presence of, 48, 95. Providence of, 57, 71, 91, 92, 94. Reconciled in Christ, 218. Refuge, 89, 96. Source of blessing, 91. Sovereignty, 81, 94. Unchangeable, 80. Watchful care of, 72, 88. Good tidings, 113, 520. Gospel Feast, 601. Spread of the, 729, 730, 733. Teachings of, 249—253, 868. Grace, 17, 90, 98, 355. 369, 377. Gratitude, 356, 366, 377, 462, 497, 855. Grieving the Spirit, 288. Harvest, Spiritual, 703, 739. Heart, Renewed, 468. Heathen, 710. Heaven, 824—852. An abiding city, S27. Blessedness of, 476, 750, 828, 832, 833—337, 850. Longed for, 471, 472, 473, 479, 483, 745, 746—748, 761, 824, 827, 834. Nearness to, 749. Holiness of, 840, 848. Our Home, 752, 829, 837. Hoped for, 735, 755. Participation in, 847, 848. Preparation for, 842. Prospect of, 825, 828, 830, 833. A Rest, 768, 773. Saints in. See Saints. Security of, 841. Heavenly race, 413. Theme, 362. High-Priest, 192, 220, 223. Holiness of God, 44. Desired, 466-408, 505, 883. Way of, 372. Holy Ghost, 225—248. The Comforter, 231, 234, 236, 242. Divinity of, 301. The Enlightener, 233, 238, 240, 711. The Fruits of, 226, 241. The Intercessor, 239. Our Helper, 303. The Quickener, 231, 232, 236. The Sanctificr, 227. Sent by the Son, 229. Home in view, 825. Hope encoura?cd, 485. In God, 429, 430, 438, 439, 488, 528, 534. Christ, 146, 212, 383. 387 The resurrection, 180. Immanuel, 97. Immortality, 774, 776. Incarnation of Christ, 119, 126. Inconstancy lamented, 610. Infant Salvation, 787, 788. Inspiration, 243—256. Installation Hymn, 694. Intercession of Christ, 192, 220—224, 340. Prayed for, 224. Invitation, 257—281, 323. Invocation, 301. Jehovah, 67, 81. A King, 15, 29, 30. Praise to, 9, 15, 16, 32, 67. Jesus our Guide, 122, 124. The resurrection, 756, 760. Jews, Prayer for, 714. Joy in God, 438. Christ, 337, 384. Christ's reign, 198. Over Christ's resurrection, 182. Jubilee, 713, 735, 740. Judgment, 802. Judgment-day, 809, 810, 814. Preparation for, 803—807, 813. Justification. See Faith. Kingdom, Christ's, 716. Laboring with Christ, S66. Lamb of God, 322, 159. Glory to, 23. Song of the, 97. Latter day glory, 719, 720. Life, the accepted time, 267. Life, Christian, 371—554. Vanity of, 762—765. Lisht in darkness, 71. Litany, 330, 541. Looking upward, 87. Lord's Day, 581, 583, 585, 589, 593, 594, 600, 604. Lord, Praise to the, 19, 22, 28, 39. Lord's Prayer, 514, 700, 795. Lord's Supper, 645—676. Longing after God, 487. To be with Christ, 472. For Christ's coming, 118. Lost, but found, 360, 361. Love, 184. Love, Divine, 237. For the Church, 559. Of God, 35, 84, 99. Jesus, 101, 184, 393. For the Saviour, 78, 343, 344, 350, 352, 356, 359, 364, 365, 381, 460, 478, 482, 874, 900. Scriptures, 254—256. Man, sinful by nature, 307. Martyr-faith, 688. Mary at the Cross, 149. Meditation on Christ, 349, 757. Divine perfections, 877. Meekness, 432. Mercies, piaise for, 26, 27, 69, 74. Mercy-seat, 503. Mercy sought, 285, 295, 309, 311, 875. Messiah, advent of, 127. Kingdom of, 104. Millenn um, 731. Ministry, Christian, 690—708. Commission to, 690. Installation of, 694. Ordination of, 692, 693. Prayer for, 695, 696, 699, 700, 705. Watchfulness of, 701, 706. Miracles, 132, 134. Missions, 31, 207, 699, 700, 702, 709 —743. Missionary Hymn, 732, 734. Morning Hymn, 582, 853—370. Prayer, 856—853, 860, 861,867,809. At the tomb, 169. Mortality and Life, 744—794. Mountains, Three, 386. Name of God revered, 44. National, 930—937. Blessing sought, 935—937. Distress, 932, 941. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 475 National Hymn, 930, 931, 933. Humiliation, 938—943. Thanksgiving, 944—947. Nature, Call to Praise, 19, 34. And Grace, 83. God in, 54. Teachings of, 21—49. Needy encouraged, 271. New Jerusalem, 821, 835, 837, 849, 850, 852. Glory of, 833. Night watches, 909. None bu Christ, 394. Nunc dimittis, 743. Obedience, Christ's, 130. Christian's, 802. Obligation to Christ, 444. Onward, 496. Opening the heart to Christ, 120. Psalm 29, 56. 41(5, 504, 530—569, 571, 572, 577, 580, 584, 536, 587, 590, 592. Ordination, 692, 693. Outpouring of the Spirit, 230, 243. Paradise, 851. Pardon sought, 307. Parting Hymn, 674. See Dismission. Pastor welcomed, 093. Death of, 766. Peace of mind, 91, 447, 548, 579. In God, 398. Through faith, 40, 443, 548. Penitence, 282—316. Pentecost,. 230. Perseverance, 405, 406, 453. Pilgrim's prayer, 422, 423. Song. 363, 744. Pity sought, 287. Pleading with Jesus, 297, 298,308, 311, 353. Poor, 515. Praise, 339. General, 8, 9, 29, 33, 41, 45, 64, 79, 550, 573, 577, 592, 947. For atoning love, 345, 348. To the ascended Saviour, 196, 197, 208. To Christ, 86. 141, 142, 194, 206, 219, 251, 300, 332, 309, 663, 728. For creation and redemption, 45. For Divine Goodness and Truth, 20. Call to, 19, 29, 34, 59, 208. To Jehovah, 16, 29, 618, 712. For Redemption, 231, 339, 364, 368, 697. Tc the Lord, 18, 22, 23, 593. To the Trinity, 3, 5, 58. Call to the Trinity, 10. Prayer, 400, 507, 513. Nature of, 509. To Christ, 78, 224. Encouragement to, 76. For Guidance, 73, 634. For the Holy Spirit, 248, 388, 576, 692. To the Holy Spirit, 225, 226—229, 243, 246, 301, 303, 479, 691. The Lord's, 514, 700. 795. For Seamen, 916—918. For those at Sea, 916—918. Power of. 512. Preparation for, 510. For a Revival, 244, 245, 248. Precious Promises, 484, 495. Presence of God, 494. See Omni- presence. Progress, Christian, 419, 420. Prophecy fulfilled in Christ, 201. Protection, Christian, 79, 82, 87, 904. Race, the Heavenly, 413. Ransom, Christ the, 158. Receiving Christ, 320—322, 335. Redeeming love, Song of, 214, 362. Redemption Proclaimed, 258. Praise for, 45, 201, 368. Refuge, 89, 96. Reign of Christ, 198. Rejoicing, 572. Remembering Christ, 645, 667, 672. Renouncing all for Christ. 333, 336, 452, 793. ! Repentance, 282. Repose in God, 880, 882, 889, 896. Reproach, self, 284. Rest, 203, 264, 280, 383, 545. Day of, 593, 594. Desire for, 746. Resting on Christ, 331, 537. Resurrection, 169, 170, 171—173, 176 —179, 767, 768—816. Of saints, 822, 823. Revival sought, 244, 245, 248. Riches of Christ, 364. Rock of Ages. 328. Sabbath, 581, 583, 585, 587, 589, 592, 593, 604, 609, 612. Delight in, 606, 607. Earnest of Heaven, 608, 611, 619. Sacraments, 023—070. Sacrifice, 144. Saints, Communion of, 677 — 689. In Heaven, 084—088, 784, 794, 819 831, 844—840. Welcomed, 680. Salvation Completed, 151, 160, 455. Through Christ, 144, 148, 158. Free offer of, 257—281. Joy in, 207. Way of, 321. Sanctification. See Grace and Holi- ness Desired. . Scriptures, 250. Love for, 254, 256. Seasons, 919—929. Secret Communion, 872, 873, 885. Security in Christ, 392, 548. Seeking God, 442, 443, 580. God's Blessing, 591, 603, 620, 621. Revival, 244, 245, 248. Self-abasement, 304. Sheep returning, 158. Shelter sought, 469. I Shepherd, the Lord, our, 24, 53, 62, 75, 77, 209, 425. Christ, the good, 360, 361; 406. Sinai and Calvary, 386. Sin, deplored, 285—289, 294. Evil effects of, 282—280. Sinner at the mercy-seat, 302—303, 314. Call to, 29. Coming to Christ, 295, 299, 300. Dependence on Christ, 290, 292, 293. Invited, 259—201. 323. Pleading with Christ, 297, 298, 303, 310, 311. Soldier of the Cross, 414, 417. Song of Angels, 108, 109, 111, 112. The Lamb. 97. Pilgrims, 363, 744. Redeeming love, 214. Simeon, 128. The Virgin, 354. | Source of blessings, Christ the, 190 —192. Sorrowing comforted, 269. Spirit. Holy, invoked, 233, 235, 237, 247, 38S, 505, 000. Spirit, Fruits of, 226, 241. Outpouring of, 229, 230. Star of Bethlehem, 115, 122, 123. Still with thee, 870. Strength in God, 96. Submission, 529. Substitution, 156. Sufficient Saviour, 395. Suffering with Christ, 416. Supper, the Lord's, 645—076. Invitation to, 053. Sympathy of Christ, 589. Christian, 679, 683. Tabernacle, Heavenly, 761, 775. Te Deum Laudamus, 46, 47. Temptation, 445, 486. Thankfulness, 56, 708, 856, 861, 920. Thanksgiving, Public, 944—947. Throne of Grace, 506. Thomas, Faith confirmed, 175. Times and Seasons, 919—929. Titles of Christ, 126. To-day, 270. To-morrow, 771. Transfiguration, 139. Trinity, 1—13. Adoration of, 1, 4, 13. Invocation of, 2, 11. Praise to, 3, 5. Call to praise the, 10. Worship of, 6. Triumphal Entry, 140. Trust in God, 91, 508, 536, 546, 549. Christ, 185, 212, 332, 401, 530, 551, 538, 7E3. 921. Unbelief rebuked, 459. See Faith and Con fact. Unfruitfulness, 480. Union to Christ, 389, 390, 391, 435, 640, 643. Unity, 555. Veni Creator Spiritus, 691. Virgin's Song, 354. Waiting, 897, 499. Wandering Deplored, 488, 489. Wanderer Invited, 266, 281. Wanderer Restored, 158. Returning, 320. War. See National Humiliation. Warfare, Christian. See Soldier of the Cross. Warning. See Invitations. Watchfulness, 386, 408, 493, 701, 864. Weary invited to rest, 263, 204, 545. Welcome to the Saviour, 120. Witnesses, Cloud of, 687, 689. Witness of the Spirit. See Holy Ghost. Works of God, 65. Worth, Saviour's, 318, 380, 370. Worship, Close of, 40. See Dismis- sion. Delight in, 500—502, 562. 563, 565, 537, 568, 570, 586, 590, 594, 602. Of Christ, 113, 745, 911. Of God, 14, 15—39. The Trinity, 6. Public, 8, 29, 30. Wrath of God, 807, 809, 814. Year, New, 923, 927. Close of the, 924, 925. Yielding to Christ, 385, 642. Youth, 638. Zeal, 524, 527. Zion, Beauty and Strength of, 32, 560, 561, 720, 721. God the Strength of, 89, 561. God's dwelling-place, 598. Enlarged, 736, 737. INDEX OF TEXTS. [ The figures refer to the number of the Hymjis.] GENESIS. 1 : 3 711, 908 3: 15 I....197 5 : 24 481 6:3 275 8 : 9 281 17 : 7 631 17 : 9, 10 624 19 ; 17 257, 268 22 : 14 458 24 : 31 680 23 : 9-22 634 23 : 10-22 463 23; 13 10 23: 18 48 23 : 17 620 32:28 502 32: 28..... 90 43: 18 397 EXODUS. 3 : 14 10 It : 15 498 23 : 22 503, 533 NUMBERS. 6 : 24-23 615 23 : 10 769 24 : 17 124 DEUTERONOMY. 3: 25 833 26: 15 931 31 : 8 434 32: 9,10 933 33: 28-23 57 33 : 29 945 34 : 1 832 JOSHUA. 3 : 17 747 JUDGES. 8:4 426 RUTH. 1 : 18 635 1 SAMUEL. 1 : 28 627 2: 6-8 94 7: 12.... 366 2 SAMUEL. 23: 4 865 1 KINGS. 8: 33-53 935 2 KINGS. 20 : 19 932 1 CHRONICLES. 4: 10 937 29: 10-13 9 29 : 15 927 2 CHRONICLES. 7 : 14 245 NEHEMIAH. 1:4-6 9:5...... ESTHER. 5:2 589 JOB. 1 : 21 546 3:17,18 791 5:9 71 7: 2,3 746 7 : 16 745 14: 1 ...763 16 : 22 744 19: 25 190, 217 19 : 25-27 760, 767 23 : 3 467, 513 PSALMS. 3 : 5 857,859 4:8 831, 898, 905 5 582, 853 8 25, 102 11 14 714 17 826 17 : 8 8 17 : 15 833 18 50, 67, 921 19 21,33, 54, 249, 208 854, 883 20 942 23 24, 53, 62, 75, 77. 425, 533, 689, 910 24: 7-10,.. 171, 187, 189, 195 25 397, 401 27 523, 602 28: 9 935 30:5 444, 859 31 64, 411, 538, 537 32 207, 454, 549 33 : 5 64 33 : 6, 8, 9 45 34 9, 68, 873, 899 38 52 30 764, 765 42 : 5, 9.... 421, 485, 487, 488 43 ;..588 45 138, 698, 704 45 : 4 140, 141 46 89, 96, 638 47 194, 196, 211 48 32, 560, 561 51.... 291, 202, 304, 305, 310 466, 578, 610, 940 51 : 7 165 143: 8 145 42, 60 146 20, 43 148 8, 16, 19, 34, 37 150 22, 59, 587, 712 73 .287 .495 36 429 ...258, 362 721 7 109, 698, 709 10 430 4, 5.... 147, 156, 286, 38 6 158, 361 9 163 .508 12 713 2 604 15 93, 285, 553 6, 7 938 1 556, 731, 733 1-3.... 103, 135, 161, 520 INDEX OF TEXTS. 477 61 : 10 384 61 : 11 ?30 63 : 7, 8 2 JEREMIAH. 1:7-9 705 3 : 22 480 8: 22 ...318 1(5 : 19-21 530, 729 23: 6 78 31 : 3 647 31 : 18 266, 491 LAMENTATIONS. 3 : 22 92 3 : 23. 855, 858, 880 5: 21 284 EZEKIEL. 18: 31 259 47 : 1 558, 702 DANIEL. 2 : 44 720 7: 13, 14 197 12:3 731 HOSEA. G : 3 494 14: 1, 2 320, 4D0 JOEL. 3 : 17 583 AMOS. 4: 12 813 5:8 903 MICAH. 4:1 139, 719 7: 18 489 NAHUM. 1:8 63 1 : 15 ...703 HABAKKUK. 3:2 244, 309 3 : 17,18 449 ZEPHANIAH. 3: 17,18 619 HAGGAI. 2:7 118, 566 ZECHARIAH. 1:5 770 9:9 142 9 : 12 307 12: 10 651 13:1 163, 164, 257,335 14: 8 558 MALACHI. 3:1 695 3 : 16, 17 844 4:2 351, 733, 863 MATTHEW. 1 : 21 218 2:9 115 2 : 10 122, 123, 124, 918 5:5 ..432 5:6 468 5:8 402 5: 45 57 5: 48 516 6:9 44 6: 10 700 8 : 25 222 9 • 13 272 11 : 28.'.135, 263,271, 272,' 321 323, 335, 383, 545, 641 11 : 29 264, 280 13 : 46 337, 343 14: 25 132 14: 30 298, 395 15 : 27 319 16 : 24 427 17 : 4 386 18 : 20 876 19 : 14 625, 629, 632 21 : 9 141, 219, 599 21 : 19 480 21 : 28 518, 524 22: 2-10 647 24 : 30 802 25: 6 797, 811, 812 25 : 21 766 25 : 40 512, 515, 521 25 : 46 803 26:11... 517 26 : 30 673 27: 50, 51 157 28 : 1, 2 168 28 : 2-6 169, 174, 179 28: 19 626, 690, 717, 732 MARK. 4 : 37-41 916, 917 4 : 39 437 5 : 36 459 9 : 8-10 140, 141 10 : 14.. 632, 788 10 : 16 787 14 : 24 671 14: 32-34 143 16 : 1-6 166, 172, 179 LUKE. 1 : 32 117 1 : 46 354 2: 10 104, 108, 110 2: 11 114 2:13 107,109 2: 14,. 38, 105, 108, 111, 112 2 : 25-32.. 113, 128, 710, 743 2 : 32 584, 733 2: 35 149 2 : 49 130 2: 52 129 7 : 13, 14 756 7 : 47 369 10: 5 892 10 : 38, 42 871 10 : 42 274 11 : 1 510, 547, 608 11 : 9, 10 261 11 : 13 576 12 : 32 419, 707 12 : 33 518 12 : 35, 36, 37 336, 701 12 : 43, 44 524 17: 5 319 18: 1 400, 507 18 : 13, 14 305 19 : 10 101, 161 19 : 37, 38 142 19:41 283 22: 39-44 143 22: 42 131 23 : 42, 43. 163, 164, 308 24 : 2 171 24 : 29 874, 882, 887, 907 24 : 32 590 JOHN. 1 : 4, 5, 9 120 1 : 14 83 1 : 16.331,347, 357,390, 914 1 : 17 121 I : 29.145,159, 322, 367,656 3: 17 99, 161 4: 14 278 6 : 35 468 6 : 38 521 G : 54-56. .653-655, 657, 659 663, 670, 671, 672 7 : 17 494 8 : 12 120, 424, 865, 894 911, 929 8 : 36 448 9:4 527 9 : 7 383 10: 9 841 10 : 14.. 24, 53, 62, 75, 77, 158 209, 425, 538, 603, 666 10 : 27, 28 406 11 : 26 664, 760, 774, 776 12 : 12-15 140 12 : 26 415 12: 32 .....276 13:8,9 165, 329 14 : 3 195, 754, 841 14: 6 372, 511 14 : 16-21 217, 233, 435 14 : 26 301 14 : 27 892 15.: 5 640 15 : 26 234 16 : 13..238, 240, 247, 301, 505 16 : 33 459 17 : 4 151 17: 9 664 18 : 38, 39 491 19 : 5 145 19 : 25, 26 149, 789 19 : 30 151, 160 20: 14-16 173 20 : 26-29 175 21 : 15-17 381, 495 ACTS. 1 : 10 187 2 : 1-4 230, 247, 694 2: 17 243, 613 2: 38 229 2 : 39 623 3:8 • 591 4: 12 221, 310 10 : 38 134 13 : 38 155 16 : 25 909 20 : 24 529 20 : 35 517 21:13. 497 ROMANS. 5:1 443 5:8 154, 329, 549 5 : 20 292 6: 4, 5 630, 640 6 : 15 294 7: 24, 25 282,293,491 8:2 227 8:5 225, 228 8 : 9 246 8 : 14 505 8 : 15 239, 346, 913 8: 16, 17 231, 236 8 : 17 202 8 : 18-22.. 470, 542, 799, 822 8 : 26 303, 510 8 : 32 316, 347 8 : 33 453 8 : 34 290 8: 35 203, 450 8 : 37 212, 485, 688 8 : 38, 39 350 10 : 10, 11 636 II : 33... 71 11 : 36 349 12 1 523 12 12 750, 853 13 11 749, 800, 926 13 12, 410 14 8. .3 89, 467, 537, 642, 643 14 12 806 15 13 544 1 CORINTHIANS. 30 2 9, 10. . J,§... 19 ..290, 358, 428 152 .'.'.'.'.'.'.840,' 842 183, 661 237 20......... 156, 313, 642 1G 31.... 25.... 3,4.. 10.... 20. . . . 21, 22 , 662 403 615, 646, 667 178 .98, 355, 377 172, 177, 610 182 54, 55.. 170, 184, 774, 843 57 417, 755, 791 13 420 2 CORINTHIANS. 4 ,...242, 269, 540 5 540, 543 6 235 I 752, 761, 775, 818 7 411 8 475, 793, 824 II 805 17 343 10 546 9 100, 519 15 2C1, 250 4 418 9 445, 461 14 2, 3 GALATIANS. 457 48, 393, ^62 147 155 404 1 : 3. 2: 20 .148. 4 : 6, 7 5 : 22.226, 241, S88, 399, 400 0: 14. 150, 216, 334, 344 EPHESIANS. 10. .155 .250 4-7 297, 366, 492 1-16. 98 13 213, 671 17 277 18, 19.. 204, 317, 359,365 622 373 678 555 186, 189, 229 260, ~ , 514 19 618 20 .3 11 405, 408, 412, 614 16, 17 637 PHILIPPIANS. 1 : 21. 6.... 5,8... 8-11. 12,13. 7,8. . . .185, 391, 434, 522 758, 766 471, 475 119 106, 130, 342 215 431 .473, 152, 185, 325 327, 341, 436, 460, 500 3:14 413,473 478 INDEX OF TEXTS. 3 : 21 767 4:3 914 4:4 210, 839 4: 13 328, 399, (339 COLOSSIANS. 1 : 10-12 527 1 : 11 153 1 : 13 375, 461 1 : 27 817 2:2 374 2:9 125 2 : 10 337 3 : 2, 3 300; 318, 497 1: 18.... 24, 25. .7:) ..38 .888 1 THESSALONIANS. 4: 13 759, 782 4:14-18.130, 769, 772, 777 782, 802, 818, 820, 823 5:6 797, 927 5 : 10 313, 889 5: 11 621 2 THESSALONIANS. 1:7 808 2:8 741 2: 16, 17 674 1 TIMOTHY. 1 : 13 649 1 : 15 307, 735 1 : 17 93 1 : 13, 19 398 2:8 78 3:9 493 2 TIMOTHY. 10 176 12 371, 379, 435 3 407 12.. 6-8. .298, 414, 792 .405, 780, 783 TITUS. HEBREWS. .578 . 328 1 8 14 9, 10.. 14, 15. .....252 193 ,878, 890 .162, 200 3, 779 18 314, 531 9 280, 611, 612, 619 768, 773, 829 14 220 15,16.... 78, 90, 223, 302 311, 321, 503, 539 780, 902 18 530 25 192, 224, 271, 312 324, 340, 392 12 159 22 144 12-14 191 19-23 508 24, 25 682 37 798 10, 14 472,483, 928 13 684 25 , 643 1 413, 687, 689 j 2.. 131, 387,486.506,792 \ 3 137, 416 | 6 JAMES. 1:17.... 57, 91,243,550, 856 915 1 : 27 525 2: 14-16 528 4: 14 771 1 PETER. 1 : 3, 4..... 472 1 : 8... 339, 352,353,478,482 1 : 18, 19 144, 213 2 : 7 203, 327, 338, 364 378, 575, 888 2 : 9, 10 368 2 : 21 133, 138 2: 24 145, 156 2 : 25 360, 491 3:8, 9 677 3 : 14 333 3: 18... 456 4:5-7 803 4 : 12, 13 685 5 : 2-4 382, 692 5:7 542,551, 753 2 PETER. 1 : 10 470 1 : 19 351, 485, 869 3 : 7 809 3 : 12 804, 813 3: 13 825 1 JOHN. 1:7 295 1:9 320, 335, 464 2:1 192, 308, 513 15-17 452 2 : 20 691 2 : 25 843 1-3 477, 670, 783 3:5 139 4 49 4:4 376 4:9 153 4: 10 84, 370 4 : 19 356 5 : 4 344 5:7,8 11 JUDE. 24, 25 3, 332, 676 REVELATION. 1 : 5, 6 7, 492, 660, 6G1 1:7 801 1 : 10-13 604 1 : 18 210 2:7 851 2 : 10 409 3 : 11 685 3 : 20 261, 262, 500, 887 3 : 21 193, 660 4: 6-11... 1,4, 6, 13,39,46 47, 58, 474, 794 5:9 183, 214, 839 5 : 11 S47 5:12 12,364, 830, 839 7 : 9-12.. 5, 23, 208, 208, 474 819, 831, 847 7: 13-17.. 658, 735,794, 845 846 12: 11 634 14: 1, 3, 4 198, 6S7 14: 13 769, 778, 784, 790 15: 3, 4 ,13, 97 17: 14 11. 735 19: 6 ..41 19: 9 668 19: 11-16. ..7, 183, 200, 205 20: 11, 12 835, 809 21 : 1-4 49, 821, 837, 852 21 : 10-27.. 476, 781. 834, 836 838, 848, 849, 850. 851 22: 1-5 .835 22 :16 120 22 : 17 265, 278, 279 22:20 695, 798, 799 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN 995 874 646 396 744 252 93 673 133 521 154 205 990 167 18 377 47 355 414 156 788 313 767 508 805 113 171 878 321 840 601 988 196 723 823 437 130 825 122 348 777 661 654 97 AUTHOR. Abide in me, O Lord Harriet B. Stowe. Abide with me, fast falls the eventide Lyte. According to Thy gracious word.... Montgomery. A charge to keep I have C. Wesley. A few more years shall roll Bonar. A glory gilds the sacred page Cowper. A mighty fortress is our God Luther, 1530— tr. F. H. Hedge. A parting hymn we sing Sarah F. Adams. A pilgrim through this lonely world Bonar. A poor wayfaring man of grief Montgomery. Ala3l and did my Saviour bleed Watts. All hail the power of Jesus' name Perronet. All hail the power, &c. (Chant).. . (The original.) All is over, pain and sorrow J. E. L. All my heart this night rejoices Paul Oerhardt—tr. O. Winkivorth. All people that on earth do dwell Hopkins. All that I was, my sin, my guilt Bonar. Almighty God, we praise and own Te Deum -tr., B. D. C. Hy. Book., Ed. 1792. Amazing grace, how sweet the sound. . .Neivton. Am I a soldier of the 'cross Watts. And did the Holy and the Just Anne Steele. And is there, Lord, a rest Ray Palmer. And must I part with all I have Beddome. And must this body die Watts. And shall I sit alone Beddome. And will the Judge descend Doddridge. Angels from the realms of glory Montgomery. Angels, roll the rock away Scott— Gibbons. Angels where'er we go C. Wesley. Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat NevAon. Arise, my soul, arise C. Wesley. Arise, O King of grace, arise Watts. Arise, O Lord, into Thy (Chant) ...Ps. 132 & 24. Arise, ye people, and Lyte. Arm of the Lord Shrubsole. As Jesus died and rose again As pants the hart Tate & Brady. As to His earthly parents' home Alford. As when the weary traveller Newton. As with gladness men of old JV. C. Dix. Ask ye what great thing Monsell. Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep. . . .Marg. Mackay. At the Lamb's high feast we . Ad regias, Agni—tr. At Thy command, our dearest Lord Watts. Author of life divine C. Wesley. Awake, and sing the song . . .Hammond — Madan HYMN 955 853 412 413 370 411 926 14 15 34 262 811 1006 506 499 477 131 762 982 951 350 402 679 683 242 604 670 501 454 144 258 162 659 655 420 516 123 AUTHOR. Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion (Chant) Isaiah 52 : 1, etc. Awake, my soul, and with the sun Ken. Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes — Barbauld. Awake, my soul, stretch ev ery nerv e. .Doddridge. Awake, my soul, to joyful lays Medley. Awake, our souls, away our fears Watts. Awake, ye saints, and Doddridge. Be joyful in God all ye lands Montgomery. Be thou exalted, O my God Watts. Before Jehovah's awful throne. . . Watts — Wesley. Begin, my soul, the exalted lay Ogihie. Behold, a stranger's at the door Grigg. Behold ! the Bridegroom cometh Midnight-Hy. of Eastern Church— tr. Moultrie. Behold the morning sun Watts. Behold, the shade of night Pay Palmer. Behold the throne of grace , . . . . Newton. Behold Thy waiting servant, Lord. Watts. Behold, what wondrous grace Watts. Behold, where in a mortal form Enfield, a. Beneath our feet and o'er our head Heber. Bless the Lord, O my soul (Chant) PsalmlOS. Blessed be the Lord God of Israel (Chant) St. Luke 1 : 68-71. Blessed is the man that Psalm 1. Blessed Saviour, Thee Duffield. Blest are the pure in heart Kcble. Blest be the dear uniting love. C. Wesley. Blest be the tie that Fawcett. Blest be Thou, O God of Israel Blest be Thy love, dear Lord Austin. Blest Comforter Divine Cleland's Hys. Blest day of God, most calm Mason. Blest feast of love divine Blest hour when mortal man Raffles. Blest is the man, forever blest Watts. Blood is the price of heaven Faber. Blow ye the trumpet C. Wesley. Bound upon the accursed tree Milman. Bread of heaven, on Thee Conder. Bread of the world, in mercy broken Heber. Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest. Bright Source of everlasting love Boden. Brightest and best of the sons 904 Call Jehovah thy salvation Montgomery. 554 Calm me my God, and keep me calm Bonar. 480 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 1005 Child of sorrow, child of care Hastings. Children of the Heavenly King Cennick. Chosen not for good in me McCheyne. Christ by heavenly hosts adored Harbaugh. Christ i3 our corner-stone Aagularefundamentum—tr. Chandler. Christ, of all my hones the Ground. . . Windham. Christ our Passover is sacrificed. . .1 Cor. 5: 7 etc. Christ the Lord is risen again. , Easter lit/, of the Bohemian Ch.—tr. Winlcworth. Christ the Lord is risen to-day C. Wesley. Christ the Lord is rieen to-day Christ whose glory fills the sky C. Wesley. Christian see the Orient morning Christians up, the day E. S. Porter. Church of the ever-living God Bonar. Come, dearest Lord, and feed Thy sheep. .Mason. Come, dearest Lord, descend Watts. Come, Desire of nations C. Wesley. Come, Desire of nations Come, ever blessed Spirit, come Come, every pious heart Stenneit. Come, Gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove. ..Browne. Come hither, all ye weary souls. Watts. Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening C. Wesley. Come, Holy Ghost, and through Caswall. Come, Holy Ghost, in love Vent Sancte—tr. Bay Palmer. Come, Holy Ghost, our souls. . . Veni Creator— tr. Come, Holy Spirit, come Hart— a. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Watts. Come in, Thou blessed of our God. .Montgomery. Come, Kingdom of our God Johns. Come, let us anew C. Wesley. Come, let us anew C. Wesley. Come, let us join our cheerful songs Watts. Come, let us join our friends above . . . C. Wesley. Come, Lord, and tarry not Bonar. Come, my Redeemer Reed. Come, my soul, thy suit Newton. Come, O Creator, Spirit blest Caswall. Come, O Thou traveller unknown C. Wesley. Come, sound his praise abroad Watts. Come, Thou almighty King Madan. Come, Thou Desire of all Thy saints. Anne Steele. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing. . .Robinson. Come, Thou long expected Jesus C. Wesley. Come to Calvary's holy mountain.. .Montgomery. Come, weary souls with sin distrcst. Anne Steele. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye Moore. Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Hart. Come, ye thankful people, come Afford. Come, ye weary, heavy-laden Hart. Compared with Christ in all Toplady. Creator Spirit, by whose aid Dryden. Crowns of glory ever bright Kelly. 353 444 935 575 434 959 177 172 170 351 734 731 707 603 622 118 741 637 100 505 234 230 225 383 691 241 240 630 700 927 923 206 633 798 317 302 223 993 29 11 500 363 795 278 2G3 209 271 944 272 347 235 183 908 Darkness was on the deep . . .Lucis Creator — tr. 814 Day of anger, that dread day Dies Irae—tr. Alford. 802 Day of Judgment, day of wonders Newton. 2.38 Day Divine, when in the temple Gill— a. 530 Dear Refuge of my weary soul Anne Steele. 628 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray. .Hyde. 389 Dear Saviour, we are Thine Doddridge. 218 Dearest of all the names Watts. HYMN. 780 Death may dissolve my body now. Deep in our hearts let us Delay not, delay not, O sinner Depth of mercy, can there 143 265 297 824 613 381 545 897 578 580 830 349 793 761 916 843 920 227 815 751 875 838 1003 934 560 479 500 872 83 626 73 550 551 419 763 722 421 684 632 772 469 862 431 608 574 503 276 397 486 423 696 687 430 736 830 AUTHOR. .... Watts. .... Watts. . Hastings. C. Wesley. Descend from heaven, Immortal Dove Watts. Did Christ o'er sinners Beddome. Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord Hart. Do not I love Thee, O my Lord Doddridge. Does the Gospel word Newton. Dread Sovereign, let my evening song Watts. Dust and ashes, sin and guilt Montgomery. Early, my God, without delay Watts. Earth has engrossed my love too long Watts. Earth has nothing sweet or fair Angelus Silesius — tr. Frances E. Cox. Earthly joys no longer please us Earth's but a sorry tent Grossman, 1664. Eternal Father, strong to save Eternal life, how will it reign Gibbons. Eternal Source of every joy Doddridge. Eternal Spirit, we confess Watts. Eternity, eternity. . . Wulfer—tr. Frances E. Cox. Fade, fade each earthly joy Bonar. Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining Fair vision, how thy distant gleam Bonar. Fairest Lord Jesus German, 12th century, tr. Faith of our Fathers, living still Faber. Far as Thy name Watts. Far from my heavenly home Lyte. Far from my thoughts, vain world Walts. Far from the world, O Lord, I flee Cowper. Father, how wide Thy glory shines Watts. Father, in these reveal Thy Son C. Wesley. Father of Love, our Guide .Irons. Father, to Thee my soul C. Wesley. Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Anne Steele. Fear not, O little flock, the foe Gustavus Adolphus, 1631— tr. Winlcworth. Few are thy days and full of woe Logan. Fling out the banner, let it float Doane. Floods swell around me angry, appalling For all Thy Saints, O Lord Mant. For thee, O dear, dear country Bernard of Cluny A. D. 1145— tr. Neale. Forbid them not, the Saviour Hastings. Forever with the Lord Montgomery. Forth from the dark and stormy sky Heber. Forth in Thy name, O Lord C. Wesley. Fountain of grace, rich, full and free Frequent the day of God Browne. From all that dwell below the skies Watts. From every stormy wind Stowell. From the cross uplifted Harvey. From the first dawning light Watts. Full of trembling expectation C. Wesley. Gently, Lord, oh, gently Hastings. Gird on Thy conquering sword Doddridge. Give me the wings of faith Watts. Give to the winds thy fears Paxil Gerhardt. tr. J. Wesley. Give us room that we may dwell Giver and Guardian of our sleep C. Wesley INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 481 HYMN. ATTTIIOK. 562 Glad was my heart Montgomery. 557 Glorious things of theo are spoken Newton. 948 Glory be to God on high. ( Chant). Gloria in Excelsis. Angelic Hymn— St. Luke 2: 14. 38 Glory he to God on high C. Wesley. Glory he to God the Father Bonar. Glory to God on high Hills Coll. Glory to God whose witness. Moravian Hy. Book. Glory to Thee, my God, this night Ken— a. Go labor on, spend and be spent Bonar. Go labor on while it is day Bonar. Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord Watts. God be merciful unto us, (Chant) Psalm 67. God bless our native land J. S. Dwight. God calling yet, shall I not hear Tersteegen—tr. Jane Borthwick. God eternal, mighty King „. Te Deum—tr. Willard—a. God in the gospel of His Son Beddome. God is gone up on high C. Wesley. God is the refuge of His saints Watts. God is our refuge and strength (Chant) .Psalm 46. God moves in a mysterious way Cowper. God my Supporter and my Hope Watts. God of mercy, God of grace Lyte. God of my life, through all my days.. Doddridge. God of our salvation, hear us God of that glorious gift of grace Monsell. God of the morning at whose voice Watts. God of the sunlight hours, Leifchilds Coll. God that madest earth Heber, Whately. God the all-terrible, Thou who ordainest God the Father, from Thy Hy. Anc. & Mod. Grace, 'tis a charming sound Doddridge. Gracious Spirit, Dove divine Stocker. Great Father of each perfect gift Doddridge. Great God, attend while Zion sings Watts. Great God, how infinite art Thou Watts. Great God, indulge my humble claim Watts. Great God, the heavens' well-ordered frame Watts. Great God, the nations of the earth Gibbons. Great God, to Thee my evening song. Anne Steele. Great God, we sing that mighty hand.Doddridge. Great God, what do I see and hear. .Pdngwalden. Great God, whose universal sway Great is the Lord our God Watts. Great One in Three, Great Three in One .' Guide me, O Thou (6 lines) Wm. Williams'. Guide me, O Thou (4 7 12 683 879 524 527 690 971 931 273 58 250 211 89 968 71 438 577 43 615 627 854 609 895 932 248 571 93 82 21 729 881 919 816 715 561 13 422 1001 187 915 215 173 724 873 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus Wingrove. Hail the day that sees Him rise. C. Wesley. Hail, Thou God of grace and glory Aveling. Hail, Thou once despised Jesus Bakewell. Hail to Thee, our risen King s. A. Hail to the Lord's Anointed Montgomery. Hail, tranquil hour of closing day L. Bacon. 22 Hallelujah, praise the Lord .Hatfield. 201 Hallelujah, praise to God Wm. Ball, a. 792 Happy soul, thy days are ended C. Wesley. 492 Happy the souls to Jesus joined C. 790 Hark ! a voice divides the sky C. 797 Hark ! an awful voice is sounding ...En clara vox. 4th or 5th cent.—tr. Caswall 109 Hark ! hark the notes of joy Meed's Coll HYMN. AUTHOB. 495 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord Cowper. 198 Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Kelly. 820 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy Kelly. 103 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour Doddridge. 117 Hark the herald angels sing C. Wesley. 740 Hark the song of Jubilee Montgomery. 794 Hark the sound of holy voices . .People's Hymnal. 160 Hark the voice of love and mercy Francis. 108 Hark! what celestial sounds Salisbury Coll. 112 Hark ! what mean those holy voices Cawood. 268 Haste, traveller haste, the night comes . . . Collyer. 737 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time Lyte. 969 Have mercy upon me, O God (Chant). .Psalm 51. 957 He is despised and rejected of men (Chant) Isaiah 53 : 3, etc. 192 He lives, the great Kedeemer lives . . Anne Steele. 55 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns. . Watts. 974 He that dwelleth in the secret place (Chant) Psalm 91. 739 He that goeth forth with weeping. 958 He will swallow up death in victory (Chant). Isaiah 25 : 8, etc. 784 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts. 286 Heart of stone, relent, relent C. Wesley. 913 Heavenly Father, Lord of all 433 Heavenly Father, to whose eye Conder. 417 Heirs of an immortal crown . Hastings- Wardwell. 431 Heirs of unending life , 37 Heralds of creation cry Montgomery. 392 Here at Thy cross, my dying God Watts. 404 Here I can firmly rest Paul Gerhardt—tr. Winkworth—a. 846 High in yonder realms of light Raffles. 44 Holy and reverend is the JSfeedham. 234 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness Gerhardt—Jacobi—tr. Toplady. 239 Holy Ghost the Infinite 301 Holy Ghost with light divine Reed. 953 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of Sabaoth ( Chant) . . Trisagion— Seraphic Hy. Eastern Ch. . 1 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty Heber. 6 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord, God of. . . C. Wordsworth. 39 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord, Be Thy. .B. Williams— a. 219 Hosanna raise the pealing hymn Havergal., 599 Hosanna to the Living Lord Heber. 972 How amiable are Thy tabernacles ( Chant) Ps. 84. 72 How are Thy servants blessed, O Lord. Addison. 698 How beauteous are their feet. Watts. 137 How beauteous were the marks divine A. C. Coxe. 681 How blest the sacred tie Barbauld. 778 How blest the righteous when Barbauld. 831 How bright these glorious Watts— Cameron. 179 How calm and beautiful the morn Hastings. 497 How can I sink with such a prop Watts. 563 How charming is the place Stennett. 565 How did my heart rejoice to hear Watts. 459 How firm a foundation, ye saints Kirkham. 532 How gentle God' s commands 883 How great Thy mercies, Lord, to me. 839 How happy are the souls Toplady 's Coll. 472 How happy every child of grace C. Wesley. 282 How heavy is the night Watts. 605 How lovely are Thy dwellings fair Milton. 489 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart. .Anne Steele. 482 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 567 How pleased and blest was I Watts. 569 How pleasant, how divinely fair Watts. 922 How pleasing is Thy voice T. Dwight. 253 How precious is the book divine. Fawcett. 307 How sad our state by nature is Watts. 647 How sweet and awful is the place Watts. 677 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight Swain. 221 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. . .Newton. .620 How sweet to leave the world awhile Kelly. 135 How sweetly flowed the gospel. . Sir J. Bowring. '770 How swift the torrent rolls Doddridge. :533 How tender is Thy hand Hastings. .314 Humbly now, with deep contrition 746 1 am weary of straying, oh fain. . Charlotte York. ! 962 I believe in God {Chant) Apostles Creed. ; 296 I hear Thy word with love Watts. . 383 I heard the voice of Jesus Bonar. 450 I know no life divided People's Hymnal. 190 I know that my Eedeemer lives (L. 31.).. Medley. 217 I know that my Redeemer lives ( C. M.) . C. Wesley. 331 I Jay jury sins on Jesus Bonar. 256 Hove the volume of Thy word Watts. 356 I love Thee, O my God, but Xavier—tr. 559 I love Thy kingdom, Lord T. Dwight. 871 I love to steal awhile away Brown. 209 I saw on a throne uplifted in light 155 I saw One hanging on a tree Newton. 182 I say to all men far Novalis—tr. Winkworth. 452 I send the joys of earth away Watts. 65 I sing the almighty power of God. ... — Watts. 460 I thirst, but not as once I did Cowper. 400 I want a heart to pray C. Wesley. 361 I was a foe to God , 360 I was a wandering sheep Bonar. 984 I was glad when they said unto ( Chant) ...Ps. 122. 983 I will lift up mine eyes unto the ( Chant) . . Ps. 121. 384 I will praise Thee every day Cowper. 745 I would not live alway Muhlenberg, cento. 884 I would not wake, nor rise again Ken. 645 If human kindness meets return Noel. 20 I'll praise my Maker with my breath Watts. 752 I'm but a stranger here T. E. Taylor. 379 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord Watts. 415 In all my Lord's appointed ways Ryland. 95 In all my vast concerns with Thee Watts. 358 In Christ I've all my soul's desire . . DobelVs Coll. 406 In heavenly love abiding Mrs. Waring. 943 In prayer together let us fall 857 In sleep's serene oblivion laid HawJcesworlh. 129 In stature grows the heavenly child Divine crescebas puer — tr. Chandler. 334 In the cross of Christ I glory. ...Sir J. Bowring. 540 In the dark and cloudy day 648 In the Name of God the Father Hewett. 536 In Thee, O Lord, I trust 817 In us the hope of glory Eddis. 587 In Zion's sacred gates Dwight. 899 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer Toplady. 552 Is there ambition in my heart Watts. 284 Is this the kind return Watts. 107 It came upon the midnight clear Sears. 975 It is a good thing to give thanks . . ( Chant) Ps. 92. 774 It is not death to die Malan—tr. Bethune. 337 I've found the pearl of greatest price 8! &37 849 850 371 650 865 1G1 178 229 315 299 543 295 391 359 333 468 671 125 914 212 1000 372 885 443 515 373 436 399 660 523 298 716 665 427 290 352 308 357 393 672 756 428 335 341 104 50 Jehovah reigns, He dwells in light Watts. Jerusalem, my happy home Jerusalem on high Crossman. Jerusalem, the golden Bernard of Cluny—tr. Neale. Jesus, and shall it ever be Grigg. Jesus, at whose supreme command C. Wesley. Jesus, be near us when we wake ^Eterna colli— tr. Caswall. Jesus came, the heavens adoring Jesus Christ is risen to-day Surrexit Christus — tr. Jesus enthroned and glorified Jesus, full of all compassion Turner. Jesus, full of truth and love Jesus, give Thy servants Dix. Jesus, I come to Thee Beman. Jesus, I live to Thee Harbaugh. Jesus, I love Thee evermore O Deus ego amo—tr. E. C. Benedict. Jesus, I love Thy charming name Doddridge. Jesus, I my cross have taken Lyte. Jesus, if still the same Thou art C. Wesley. Jesus invites his saints Watts. Jesus is God, the glorious bands Faber. Jesus, lead us with Thy power. . . Wm. Williams. Jesus lives, and so shall I Jesus lebt. Gellert—tr. Jesus, lover of my soul (Martyn) C. Wesley. Jesus, lover of my soul (Myers) C. Wesley. Jesus, my All, to Heaven is gone Cennick. Jesus, my heart within me burns. . .Ray Palmer. Jesus, my Lord, attend C. Wesley. Jesus, my Lord, how rich Thy grace . . Doddridge. Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All Faber. Jesus, my Love, my chief Delight Beddome. Jesus, my Strength, my Hope C. Wesley. Jesus, once for sinners slain Hart. Jesus, our best beloved Friend Montgomery. Jesus, save my dying soul Hastings. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Watts. Jesus spreads His banner o'er us Jesus, still lead on , Jesu geh voran. Zinzendorf—tr. Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to Thee. . . C. Wesley. Jesus, the very thought of Thee Bernard of Clairvaux—tr. Caswall. Jesus, these eyes have never Ray Palmer. Jesus, Thou art the sinner's Friend Parkinson Selection. Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts Bernard of Clairvaux—tr. Caswall. Jesus, Thou knowest my sinfulness. . . C. Wesley. Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness (Chant) Zinzendorf—tr. J. Wesley, a. Jesus, Thy boundless love to me (L. M. &.). : . . . Paul Gerhardt—tr. Jesus, Thy boundless (L. M.)..Paul Gerhardt—tr. Jesus, we thus obey Jesus, when I fainting lie Alford. Jesus, who can be Frelinghausen—tr. Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain Join all the glorious names Watts. Joy to the world, the Lord is come Watts. Just arc Thy ways, and true Thy word . . . Watts. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 483 HYMN. AUTHOR. 322 Just as I am, without one plea. . Charlotte Elliott. 323 Just as Thou art, without one trace Cook. 502 Keep me from fainting in my prayers 94 Keep silence, all created things Watts. 616 Keep us, Lord, oh, keep us ever 621 Kindred in Chiist, for His dear sake Netvton. 385 King of kings, and wilt Thou . Muhlenberg. 518 Laborers of Christ, arise Sigourney. 656 Lamh of God, whose bleeding love C. Wesley. 424 Lead kindly light amid the encircling.. . Newman. 633 Let children hear the mighty deeds Watts. 90 Let Jacob to his Maker sing Doddridge. 398 Let sinners take their course Watts. 232 Let songs of praises fill the sky Cotterill. 45 Let them neglect Thy glory, Lord Watts. 74 Let us with a gladsome mind Milton — a. 344 Let worldly minds the world pursue Newton. 708 Let Zion's watchmen all awake Doddridge. 584 Light of life, seraphic fire C. Wesley. 585 Light of light, enlighten me ' Schmolk — tr. Winkworth. 911 Light of the Immortal Father's glory. w? ikapdv. Evening Hymn of Eastern Ch.—tr. Bethune. 728 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart. Sir E. Denny. 796 Light of those whose dreary dwelling. C. Wesley. 933 Like Israel's host to exile driven Ware. 153 Like sheep we went astray Watts. 663 Lo ! before our longing eyes Ecce pants Angelorum—tr. Caswall, a. 48 Lo ! God is here, let us adore J. Wesley— a. 801 Lo 1 he comes, with clouds descending C. Wesley — Cennick — Madan. 804 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land C. Wesley — a. 905 Lo ! the day of rest declineth Bobbins. 791 Lo 1 the prisoner is released C. Wesley. 821 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears Watts. 494 Long hath the night of sorrow reigned 610 Long have I sat beneath the sound Watts. 200 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious Kelly. 674 Lord, at this closing hour Fitch. 649 Lord, at Thy table I behold Stennett. 614 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing . . Shirley— a. 432 Lord, forever at Thy side Montgomery. 856 Lord God of morning and of night Palgrave. 243 Lord God the Holy Ghost Montgomery. 642 Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine Davies. 292 Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin Watts. 338 Lord, I know Thy grace is nigh mc. II. D. Game. 582 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear Watts. 123 Lord, in Thy temple we appear Watts. 753 Lord, it belongs not to my care Baxter— a. 952 Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant {Chant) Song of Simeon. St. Luke 2 : 29—32. 658 Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion 152 Lord Jesus, when we stand afar How. 517 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went . . . Croswell. 765 Lord, let me know mine end Montgomery. 861 Lord of my life, oh, may Thy praise 547 Lord of my life, whose tender care Sir B. Palmer's Book of Praise. 611 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows . . Doddridge. 586 Lord of the worlds above Watts. 730 Lord, send Thy word and let it fly Gibbons. nTMN. AUTHOR. 510 Lord, teach us how to pray aright. .Montgomery. 544 Lord, Thou art my Rock of strength Francke. 973 Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place (Chant) Psalm 80. 705 Lord, Thou hast taught our hearts . . Ray Palmer. 896 Lord, Thou wilt hear me when I pray Watts. 591 Lord, we come before thee now Hammond. 592 Lord, we come to-day to Thee D.P. 940 Lord, when we bend before Thy throne. . Carlyle. 368 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee . . . Key. 16 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Watts. 237 Love divine, all love excelling C. Wesley. 345 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Stennett. 980 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord ( Chant) Ps. 100. 662 Many centuries have fled Conder. 143 Many woes had Christ endured Hart. 5 Meet, and right it is to sing C. Wesley. 732 Men of God, go take your stations Kelly. 311 Mercy alone can meet my case Montgomery. 127 Messiah, at Thy glad approach Logan. 1007 Mid evening shadows let us all Bay Palmer. 401 Mine eyes and my desire Watts. 169 Morning breaks upon the tomb Collyer. 105 Mortals, awake, with angels join Medley. 382 Must Jesus bear the cross alone Allen. 930 My country 'tis of thee S. F. Smith. 747 My days are gliding swiftly by 138 My dear Redeemer and my Lord Watts. 165 My dying Saviour and my God C. Wesley. 387 My faith looks up to Thee Bay Palmer. 864 My God, accept my early vows Watts. 668 My God, and is Thy table spread Doddridge. 855 My God, how endless is Thy love Watts. 84 My God, how wonderful Thou art Faber. 439 My God, my everlasting hope Watts. 42 My God, my King, Thy various praise Watts. 504 My God, permit me not to be Watts. 442 My God, permit my tongue V/atts. 465 My God, the Spring of all my joys Watts. 35 My God, Thy boundless love I praise 522 My gracious Lord, I own Thy right ..Doddridge. 900 My gracious Redeemer I love ...Francis. 760 My life's a shade, my days Crossman. 327 My precious Lord, for Thy dear name 85 My Saviour, my almighty Friend Watts. 471 My soul, amid this stormy world. B. C. Chapman. 408 My soul be on Thy guard Heath. 950 My soul doth magnify the Lord ( Chant) Song of the Virgin. St. Luke 1 : 4G— 55. 354 My soul doth magnify the Lord 27 My soul, repeat His praise Watts. 409 My soul, weigh not thy life 441 My spirit, on Thy care Lyte. 88 My trust is in the Lord Lyte. 149 Near the cross was Mary weeping Stabat Mater— Jacobus de Benedictus—tr. 463 Nearer, my God, to Thee Sarah F. Adams. 858 New every morning is the love Keble. 921 No change of time shall ever shock .... Tate & Brady. B. D. C. Hy. Bk.—Ed. 1767. 325 No more, my God, I boast no more Watts. 776 No, no, it is not dying Malan—tr. Knapp—tr. Dunii. 484 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. ETMK. AUTHOR. 464 No, not despairingly Temple Ch. Chorals. 840 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard Watts. 153 Not all the hlood of beasts Watts. 478 Not with our mortal eyes Watts. 1004 Nothing but leaves, the Spirit grieves 480 Now I have found the ground wherein Eothe—tr. J.Wesley. 135 Now be my heart inspired to sing Watts. 727 Now be the gospel banner 862 Now begin the heavenly theme Langforcl. 912 Now from labor and from care Hastings. 898 Now from the altar of our hearts Mason, 326 Now I resolve with all my heart Anne Steele. 251 Now let my soul, eternal King Heginbotham. 842 Now let our souls on wings sublime — Gibbons. 702 Now living waters flow 40 Now may He who from the dead Neivton. 942 Now may the God of power and grace — Watts. 79 Now thank we all our God Binckart — tr. C. Winkivorth. 588 Now to Thy sacred house Dwight. 901 Now with the declining sun Labentejam solis — tr. 981 O be joyful in the Lord ( Chant) Psalm 100. C57 O Bread, to Pilgrims given O Esca Viatorum—tr. Bay Palmer. 193 O Christ, Thou glorious King we own TeDeumLaudamus-B. D. C. By. Bk. Ed. 1789. 718 O city of the Lord begin Logan. 960 O clap your hands, all ye people— {Chant) Psalm 24 and 47. 976 O come, let us sing— ( Chant) Psalm 95. 593 O day of rest and gladness C. Wordsworth. 624 O God of Abraham, hear Hastings. 634 O God of Bethel Doddndge— Logan. 699 O God of sovereign grace 867 O God, that madest earth and sky 597 O God, Thou art my God alone Montgomery. 46 O God, we praise Thee and confess Patrick. 643 O happy day, that stays my choice. . .Doddridge. 222 O help us, Lord, each hour of need Milman. 233 O Holy Spirit, Fount of love Ofons amoris—tr. J. E. L. 490 O Jesus, full of pardoning grace ...C. Wesley— a. 342 O Jesus, King most wonderful Jesus Bex — Bernard of Clairvaux—tr. Caswall. 863 O Jesus, Lord of light and grace ....Splendor Paternae— Ambrose— tr. Chandler. 312 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost Bickersteth. 353 O Jesus, Thou the beauty art Jesu decus— Bernard of Clairvaux—tr. Caswall. 185 O Jesus, when I think of Thee Bethune. 876 O Lord, another clay is flown . . .Hy. Kirke White. 102 O Lord, how good, how great art Thou Lyte. 682 O Lord, how joyful 'tis to see Chandler. 956 O Lord, I will praise ( Chant) . . ..Lsaiah 12 : 1, etc. 448 O Lord, impart Thyself to me C. Wesley. 529 O Lord, my best desire fulfil Cowper. 25 O Lord, our heavenly King Watts. 966 O Lord, our Lord ( Chant) Psalm 8. 244 O Lord, Thy work revive Browne. 809 O Lord, turn not Thy face from me Jno. Mardley, 1562, 456 O Lord, when faith Beddome— Gibbons. HYMN. AUTHOR, 365 O Love divine, how sweet thou art C. Wesley. 184 O Love, which lightens all distress Monsell. 402 O Love, who gav'st Thy life for me 335 O Mother dear, Jerusalem Quarles. 851 O Paradise, O Paradise Faber. 56 O render thanks to God above Tate & Brady. 148 O Sacred Head, now wounded ..Bernard of Clairvaux—tr. Paul Gerhardt — tr. J.W. Alexander. 695 O Saviour, is Thy promise fled Heber. 120 O Saviour of our race Laurentius Laurenti — tr. Winkworth. 191 O Saviour, who for man. . .Hymns Anc. and Mod. 977 O sing unto the Lord a new song. Sing unto — {Chant) Psalm 96. 979 O sing unto the Lord a new song. For he hath— {Chant) : Psalm 98. 694 O Spirit of the living God Montgomery. 304 O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry Watts. 576 O Thou that hear'st prayer 224 O Thou, the contrite sinner's Friend Charlotte Elliott. 124 O Thou who by a star didst guide Male. 789 O Thou whose filmed and failing eye - 320 O Thou whose tender mercy hears . . Anne Steele. 139 O wondrous type I O vision fair Hymns Anc. & Mod. 23 O worship the King all-glorious. . . Sir B. Grant. 556 O Zion, tune thy voice Doddridge. 26 Oh bless the Lord, my soul Montgomery. Ill Oh come, all ye faithful, triumphantly sing Adeste Fideles—tr. Castvall. 147 Oh come and mourn with me awhile . . .Eaber— a. 281 Oh cease, my wandering soul Muhlenberg. 572 Oh come, loud anthems let us sing. Tate & Brady. 467 Oh, could I find from day Hartford Selection. 364 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth ..Medley. 481 Oh, for a closer walk with God Cowper. 466 Oh, for a heart to praise my Gocl C. Wesley. 493 Oh, for a principle within C. Wesley. 194 Oh, for a shout of sacred joy Watts. 339 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing C. Wesley. 755 Oh, for an overcoming faith Watts. 769 Oh, for the death of those 245 Oh, for the happy hour Bethune. 834 Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven 619 Oh, from earthly cares set free 32 Oh, great is Jehovah Montgomery. 447 Oh, happy soul that lives on high Watts. 319 Oh, help us when our spirits bleed Milman. 255 Oh, how I love Thy holy law Watts. 542 Oh, let him whose sorrow Heinrich Oswald— tr. Frances E. Cox. 485 Oh, my soul, what means this sadness. .Fawcett. 636 Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above .Bay Palmer. 2S9 Oh, that my load of sin were gone C. Wesley. 498 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways. . Watts. 714 Oh, that the Lord's salvation Lyte. 254 Oh, that Thy statutes every hour Watts. 685 Oh, what if we are Christ's . Bev. Sir H. W. Baker. 525 Oh, what stupendous mercy shines Bippon. 720 Oh where are kings and empires now. -4. C. Coxe. 132 Oh, where is He that trod the sea 280 Oh, where shall rest be found Montgomery. 800 O'er the distant mountains breaking — Monsell. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 485 HYMN. AUTHOR. 733 O'er the gloomy hills W. Williams— Cento. 710 O'er the realms of pagan darkness Cotterill. 157 Overwhelmed in depths of woe Saevo Dolorum — tr. Caswall. 709 On the mountain's top appearing Kelly. 941 On Thee, our Guardian God, we call 833 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Stennett. 445 Once I thought my mountain strong Newton. 859 Once more, my soul, the rising day Watts. 938 Once more the solemn season calls Hymns Anc. and Mod. 555 One sole baptismal sign Geo. Robinson— a. 749 One sweetly solemn thought Pliebe Cary. 199 One there is above all others Newton. 484 Open, Lord, my inward ear C. Wesley. 641 Oppressed with noonday's scorching he&t. Bonar. 623 Our children Thou dost claim 316 Our Father God, how sweet the Doddridge. 24 Our Father in heaven Sarah J. Hale. 514 Our Father, throned in heaven divine. . . Godwin. 963 Our Father, who art {Chant) Lord's Prayer. 2 Our Father, who dost lead 924 Our God, our help in ages past Watts. 390 Our Heavenly Father calls Doddridge. 189 Our Lord is risen from the dead C. Wesley. 168 Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid — Eddis. 678 Our souls by love together knit Miller. 929 Our year of grace is wearing to its close. At ford. 985 Out of the depths have I cried {Chant). Psalm 130. 534 Out of the depths of woe Montgomery. 617 Part in peace, Christ's life Sarah F. Adams. 892 Peace be to this habitation C. Wesley. 635 People of the living God Montgomery. 261 Pilgrim burdened with thy sin Crabbe. 287 Pity, Lord, the child of clay 640 Planted in Christ, the living Vine. . .S. F. Smith. 101 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Watts. 692 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high. . Montgomery. 947 Praise, O praise our God and King Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker. 946 Praise on Thee in Zion's gates Conder. 57 Praise to God, immortal Anna L. Barbauld. 59 Praise the Lord, his glories show Lyte. 19 Praise the Lord of heaven J. B. Browne. 8 Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore Him Mailt. 697 Praise to the Lord on high 970 Praise waiteth for Thee, O God ( Chant). Psalm 05. 564 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for Thee Watts. 712 Praise ye Jehovah's name Goode. 987 Praise ye the Lord, praise ye (Chant) . Psalm 148. 988 Praise ye the Lord, praise God ( Chant). Psalm 150. 509 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. .Montgomery. 651 Prepare us, Lord, to view Thy cross 300 Prince of Peace, control my will 310 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet 579 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart Newton. IITMN. AUTHOR. 166 Resting from his work to-day Whytehead. 266 Return, O wanderer, return Collyer. 110 Ride on, ride on in majesty Milman. 197 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise Milman. 473 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings . . Ssagrave. 328 Rock of Ages, cleft for me Toplady—a. 4 Round the Lord, in glory seated Mant. 583 Safely through another week Newton. 418 Saints for whom the Saviour bled 214 Saints in glory ! we together Mahmied. 455 Salvation is forever nigh Watts. 207 Salvation, oh the joyful sound Watts. 891 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing. Edmeston. 153 Saviour, I lift my trembling eyes M. G. T. 329 Saviour of our ruined race Hastings. 1002 Saviour, through the desert lead us Kelly— F. R. 520 Saviour, what gracious words 541 Saviour, when in dust to Thee Sir R. Grant. .893 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding.. Muhlenberg. 275 Say, sinner, hath a voice within Hyde. 558 See, from Zion's sacred mountain Kelly. 939 See, gracious God, before Thy throne Steele. 629 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand.. .Doddridge. 819 See the ransomed millions stand Conder. 595 See what a Living Stone Watts. 725 Send, send the gospel message Ferris. 766 Servant of God, well done Montgomery. 294 Shall we go on to sin Waits. 936 Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine Watts. 291 Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive Watts. 996 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly. ..Muhlenberg. 213 Sing of Jesus, sing forever Kelly. 596 Sing to the Lord, our might Lyte. 86 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands Watts. 260 Sinner, rouse thee from thy. . .H. U. OnderdonJc. 259 Sinners turn, why will ye die C. Wesley. 902 Softly now the light of day. Doane. 407 Soldiers of Christ, arise C. Wesley. 449 Sometimes a light surprises Newton. 330 Son of God, to Thee I cry Mant. 866 Son of the carpenter, receive C. Wesley. 36 Songs of praise, the angels sang . . .Montgomery. 528 Soon as I heard my Father say Watts. 910 Soon shall a darker night descend 903 Source of light and life divine Lucis Creator— tr. Chandler— a. 247 Spirit Divine, attend our prayer Reed. 818 Spirit, leave thy house of clay. . .Montgomery— a. 240 Spirit of Faith, come down C. Wesley. 228 Spirit of mercy, truth, and love Kyle. 600 Spirit of truth, on this thy day Heber. 28 Stand up and bless the Lord Montgomery. 410 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears Watts. 405 Stand up, stand up for Jesus Duffield. 918 Star of peace, to wanderers weary 288 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay C. Wesley. 844 Still one in life and one in death . , Bonar. 870 Still with Thee, O my God 882 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear Ifeble. 60 Sweet is the memory of Thy grace Watts. 612 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve Edmeston. 570 Sweet is the work, my God, my King Watts. i 894 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go Faber. 99 Raise your triumphant songs Watts. 812 Rejoice, all ye believers Laurentius Laurenti — tr. Borthwick. i 210 Rejoice, the Lord is King C. Wesley. 773 Rest for the toiling hand Bonar. 486 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. HYMN. AUTHOR. 367 Sweet the moments, rich Allen— Shirley. 945 Swell the anthem, raise the song 907 Tarry with me, O my Saviour 403 Teach me, my God Geo. Herbert— J. Wesley. 764 Teach me the measure of my days Watts. 937 Teach us, O Lord, aright to plead .Newton. 847 Ten thousand times ten thousand Alford. 809 That day of wrath, that dreadful day . . Dies Iroz— Thomas of Celano.— Cento— Sir Walter Scott. 119 The Advent of our God Instantis Adventum Dei—tr. Chandler — a. 121 The Ancient law departs Hymns Anc. & Mod. 437 The billows swell, the winds are high. . . Cowper. 993 The Chariot, the Chariot, its wheels roll in fire. . . {Chant) Milman. 799 The Church has waited long Bonar. 888 The day is past and gone , Leland. 887 The day, O Lord, is spent Male. 195 The eternal gates lift up their heads 606 The festal morn, my God, is come Zuinger — tr. Merrick. 10 The God of Abraham praise Oliver. 703 The harvest dawn is near Burgess. 202 The head that once was crowned Kelly. 249 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord Watts. 810 The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Dies Irce— Thomas of Celano — tr. 669 The Lord Himself doth condescend R.D.C.Hy. Bk.—Ed. 1767. 537 The Lord Himself will keep Kelly. 41 The Lord is King, lift up thy voice Conder. 425 The Lord is my Shepherd, no want.. Montgomery. 180 The Lord is risen indeed Kelly. 967 The Lord is my Shepherd ( Chant) Psalm 23. 67 The Lord Jehovah lives Hastings. 30 The Lord Jehovah reigns, — Let all Watts. 66 The Lord Jehovah reigns, — His throne. . . . Watts. 77 The Lord my pasture shall prepare Addison. 53 The Lord my Shepherd is Watts. 62 The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want Old Scotch version. 602 The Lord of Glory is my light Watts. 63 The Lord our God is full of might ...H.K. White. 978 The Lord reigneth, let the earth {Chant) . .Ps. 97. 507 The Lord who truly knows Newton— a. 808 The Lord will come, the earth shall Heber—a. 186 The morning purples all the sky Aurora cmlum purpurat — tr. 457 The peace which God alone reveals Newton. 51 The pity of the Lord Watts. 376 The Saviour by whose name I'm called. 625 The Saviour kindly calls 203 The Saviour, oh what endless charms Steele. 416 The Son of God goes forth to war Heber. 54 The spacious firmament on high Addison. 279 The Spirit in our hearts II. U. Onderdonk. 176 The strife is o'er, the battle done Hymns Anc. & Mod. 994 The throne of nis glory, as snow it is white ( Chant) Muhlenberg. 257 The voice of free grace cries, escape. . . Thornby. 822 The whole creation groans and waits 813 The world is very evil Uora Novlssima — Bernard of Cluny—tr. Neale. HYMN. AUTHOR. 925 Thee we adore, Eternal Name Watts. 106 Then shone almighty power Anne Steele. 750 There is a blessed home. .Rev. Sir H. W. Baker. 841 There is a fold whence none can stray East. 163 There is a fountain filled with blood.. Cowper— a. 164 There is a fountain filled Cowper— Original. 848 There is a holy city 832 There is a land of pure delight Watts. 446 There is a safe and secret place Byte. 829 There is an hour of peaceful rest Tappan. 954 Therefore, with angels {Chant) Tersanctus. Seraphic Hy., Western Ch. 689 They are evermore around us Year of Praise. 76 They who seek the throne of grace 664 Thine forever, God of love BosworWs Coll. 581 This is the day the Lord hath made Watts. 786 Thou art gone to the grave Heber. 549 Thou art my Hiding-Place, O Lord Raffles. 440 Thou art my Portion, O my God Watts. 511 Thou art the Way, to Thee alone Boane. 901 Thou hast ascended on high ( Chant) Ps. 68 : 18. 19— Isaiah 44 : 3. 216 Thou hast raised our human nature 375 Thou hidden Source of calm repose. .. C Wesley. 806 Thou Judge of quick and dead C. Wesley. 285 Thou Lord of all above Beddome. 482 Thou lovely Source of true delight. .Anne Steele. 394 Thou only Sovereign of my heart. . . Anne Steele. 618 Thou who art enthroned above Sandys. 711 Thou whose almighty word Marriott. 426 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way . . 828 Though nature's strength decay Olivers. 68 Through all the changing scenes . . Tate.& Brady. 759 Through sorrow's night and danger's path Hy. Kirke Wfdte. 909 Throughout the hours of darkness dim 880 Thus far the Lord hath led me on Watts. 631 Thus saith the mercy of the Lord Watts. 519 Thy bounties, gracious Lord Scott. 704 Thy God, my Saviour King 61 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess. . Gibbons. 553 Thy home is with the humble, Lord Faber. 31 Thy name, Almighty Lord Watts. 999 Thy works, not mine, O Christ Bonar. 451 'Tis by the faith of joys to come Watts. 743 'Tis enough, the hour is come Merrick. 151 'Tis finished, so the Saviour cried Stennett. 568 'Tis heaven begun below Swain. 787 'Tis Jeeus speaks : I fold, says He Stennett. 783 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope Toplady. 675 To bless Thy chosen race Tate & Brady. 183 To God be glory, peace on earth Gloria in excelsis — Supplement to Tate & Brady— a. 64 To God our strength sing loud and clear 676 To God, the only wise Watts. 70 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes Watts. 475 To Jesus the crown of my hope Cowper. 2C4 To our Redeemer's glorious name. . .Anne Steele. 141 To Thee be glory, honor, praise Gloria, laus. Theodulph of Orleans, 821— tr. C. 332 To Thee, my God and Saviour Haweis. 890 To Thee our wants are known 75 To Thy pastures fair and large Merrick. 590 To Thy temple I repair Montgomery. 126 To us a child of hope is born NDEX OF FIRST LINES. 487 HYMN. AUTHOR. 380 To whom, my Saviour, shall I go Hastings. 548 To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes. . . . Tate & Brady. 270 To-day the Saviour calls 771 To-morrow, Lord, is Thine Doddridge. 721 Triumphant Zion, lift thy head Doddridge. 877 Twas in the watches of the night 785 Unveil thy hosom, faithful tomh Watts. 87 Upward I lift mine eyes Watts. 906 Vainly through night's weary hours Lyte. 116 Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn 142 Wake the song, O Zion's daughter J. E. L. 735 Wake the song of jubilee L. Bacon. 807 Waked by the trumpet's sound Wesley Coll. 666 Was there ever kinder Shepherd Fader. 742 Watchman, tell us of the night . . Sir J. Bowring. 748 Wayfarers in the wilderness 852 We are on our journey home Chas. Beecher. 964 We believe in one God ( Chant) Nicene Creed. 693 We bid Thee welcome in the name.. Montgomery. 3 We give immortal praise Watts. 181 We keep the festival Ad regias Agni — tr. 775 We know, by faith we know C. Wesley. 869 We lift our hearts to Thee J. Wesley. 630 We long to move and breathe in Thee 949 We praise Thee, O God (Chant) Te Deum Laudamus, arr. by Ambrose, from Earlier Christian Hymn. 483 We seek a rest beyond the skies Newton. 476 We speak of the realms of the blest 708 We thank Thee, Lord, for sending here 293 Weary of struggling with my pain Moravian. 589 Welcome, delightful morn Hay ward. 607 Welcome, sweet Day, of days Simon Browne. 594 Welcome, sweet day of rest Watts. 827 We' ve no abiding city he re Kelly. 845 What are these in bright array Montgomery. 754 What have I in this barren land Mason. 49 What secret place, what distant star . Sab. Hy. BJc. 69 What shall I render to my God Watts. 826 What sinners value, 1 resign Watts. 512 What various hindrances we meet Cowper. 92 When all Thy mercies, O my God Addison. 306 When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend Lyte. 531 When gathering clouds around Sir B. Grant. 470 When I can read my title clear Watts. 546 When I can trust my all with God Conder. 150 When I survey the wondrous cross Watts. 886 When inward turns my searching. . .Bay Palmer. 526 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay Gibbons. 114 When Jordan hushed his waters T. Campbell. 757 When languor and disease invade Toplady. 134 When like a stranger on our sphere . Montgomery. 52 When man grows bold in sin Watts. 115 When marshalled on the nightly plain Hy. Kirke White. HYMN. AUTHOR. 991 When marshalled on the nightly plain ( Chant). . . . Hy. Kirke White. 758 When musing sorrow weeps the past. .... .Noel. 386 When on Sinai's top I see. Montgomery. 539 When our heads are bowed with woe. . .Milman. 535 When overwhelmed with grief Watts. 713 When shall the voice of singing Pratt's Coll. 435 When sins and fears prevailing rise. .Anne Steele. 78 When streaming from the eastern.. Sir B. Grant. 230 When the blest day of Pentecost Hart- Whitsunday Hy., B. D. C. Hy. Bk.—Ed. 1792. 803 When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come. . . . Selina, Countess of Huntingdon. 496 When we cannot see our way 513 Where is my God, does He retire Anne Steele. 598 Where shall we go to seek and find Watts. 638 While in the hours of blooming youth 267 While life prolongs its precious light. . . .Dwight. 538 While my Redeemer's near Anne Steele. 917 While o'er the deep Thy servants sail. . .Burgess. 110 While shepherds watched their flocks.. N. Tate. 91 While Thee I seek Helen M. Williams. 923 While with ceaseless course the sun Newton. 324 Whither, oh whither should I fly Wesley. 644 Who can describe the joys that rise Watts. 453 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn Watts. 782 Why do we mourn departing friends Watts. 231 Why should the children of a King. Watts. 779 Why should we start and fear to die Watts. 274 Why will ye waste on trifling cares ..Doddridge. 17 With all my powers of heart and tongue. . Watts. 305 With broken heart and contrite sigh Elven. 488 With earnest longings of the mind. Watts. 80 With glory clad, with strength arrayed. . . Tate & Brady.— B. D. C. Hy. Bk.—Ed. 1767. 652 With humble faith and thankful heart. .Stennett. 220 With joy we meditate the grace Watts. 316 Wretched, helpless, and distrest C. Wesley. 474 Ye angels who stand round the throne. . DeFleury. 717 Ye Christian heralds ! go proclaim 318 Ye fair, enchanting throng 343 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu Anne Steele. 781 Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell Doddridge. 639 Ye men and angels witness now Beddome. 788 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears Doddridge. 573 Ye nations round the earth rejoice Watts. 208 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim. , 701 Ye servants of the Lord Doddridge. 653 Ye sin-sick souls, draw near Phippard. 175 Ye sons and daughters of the. . O Jilii et filice—tr. 145 Ye that pass by, behold the Man C. Wesley. 277 Ye who in these courts are found 174 Yes, the Redeemer rose Doddridge. 738 Yes, we trust the day is breaking Kelly. 429 Your harps, ye trembling saints ........ Toplady. ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. [Tunes marked * are prepared for this -work, and are copyright.] NAME. METER. AUTHOR. PAGE. S. M 174, 389 Alford America 6s & 4s Amsterdam 7s & 6s Ames L. M Angels 1 Song Antioch Anvern L M Anastasis 7s 868688 Athalie SMD Athens C M 8s & 7s D * 7s C. M Autumn 8s & 7s D Avon C. M 142, 216, 279 Balerma , Barbara Barber 222, 249, 399 Bartholdy Battishill Baxter Bemerton 8. Webbe Benediction « .122, 315, 340, 401 Bentley Belvidere Bennett Bethany Bethesda 213, 397, 407, 457 Beza Bloomfield 125 Bloomingdale Blumenthal Boardman 158 Boswell Boylston . , , 26, 270, 329 Bradford .... Brattle Street 42 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 489 METER. AUTHOR. PAGE. Braden S. M W. B. Bradbury 385 Bretby .......... .L. M H. W. Greatorex 167, 226 Brinsmade H. M * ■ • • • » 40 Bristol 7s&6s * .....282 Brooklyn L. M. * 25 Broadhead .8s & 7s, D * .......102 Browning CM * 225 Brown CM W. B. Bradbury 98 Brownell C M. 6 1 ..Haydn.. 35 Buckalew L. M Rossini — 393 Byefield CM Woodbury 33 Cambridge CM Br. Randall 116 Canterbury C. P. M J. Neander 264 Castalia 5s & 8s ... -\- 191 Carpenter . CM # Gl Chapman 10s 404 Chambers CM # 38 Chesterfield CM... Haweis 364 China.... C. M Swan 33G Christmas CM Handel. 183 Christmas Hymn H. M M. Harp 50 Clarion H. M Mendelssohn 121 Cleveland S. M sjs 196, 343 Cochrane 10s & 4s ^ 189 Come, ye Disconsolate lis & 12s Webbe . 127 Consecration Hymn C M. D D. E. Jones. 300 Coronation CM 0. Holden 97 Cowper ..CM Mason 76 Crosby ...S. M. * 330 Crusader's Hymn 5s, 6s & 8s Arr. by R. S. Willis 462 D Alston S. P. M A. Williams 248 Dedham ...CM Gardner 293 Demarest ,8s, 7s & 4s % 74 Denfield CM Glaser 154 Devizes CM Tucker , . . 241 Dewitt ,C. M % 30 Dies Irse, .....7s, 9 1 * 351 Dingman 8s & 7s, D * .. 311 Dodge 7s, 6 1 * 395 Doremus ; 8s & 7s, D # 165 Dort 6s & 4s L. Mason 92 Dover S. M " " , , 56 Downs CM " " 170, 195, 409 Dundee C. M French 402 Dubois CM 39 Duke Street L. M J.L. Hatton 200, 277. 287 Duty S. M Tuckerman 212, 332 Eddy 7s & 6s * 143, 215 Edith 8s, 7s & 4s * 128 Elberfeld L. M. 6 1 //. Kugelman, 1601 Ill Elizabeth H. M * , 251 , 326 Elizabethtown CM Kingsley 214 Elmendorf. P. M ^ 236 Enos 7,6,7.7,6 * 333 Evening Song C. M " ChoralisV 227 Eventide 10s J. B. Dykes 78, 379 Ernan L. M " Cantica Laudis" 357 Eabett 8s & 7s, D J.H. Wilcox 112 Farley S. M. D # 2 Federal Street L. M H. K. Oliver 71, 194 266 Eield H. M % 144, 458 490 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. NAME. METER. AUTHOR. PAGE. Finney. 8s, 7s & 4s CM. Von Weber 345 Fisher..... CM....... * 141 Fleming , ,7a..:... Herold 34 Flora CM, # 109 Folsom lis & 10s. ..Mozart. 58 Forest L. M , A. Chapin 1G6 Frederica , .... 7s, 61., , ^ 157 Frederick. lis G. Kingsley 319 Ganse C P. M Melody of 14th Century 346 Gaston , 8s, D Btigelli 211 Geer CM H. W. Greatorex 310,410 Genung 7,6,7.4 # 354 Germany L. M Beetlwven 373 Gilead L. M Milgrote 27 Glad Tidings 10s & lis Avison 455 Goodall 7s, 61 * ,.197 Good News 7s, D Eossini , 55 Goshen ......... lis .German Glee .....125, 190 Gould CM # 263 Grosvenor .... — 5s & 6s Steggall , 12 Grostete L. M .H W. Greatorex 147 Gratitude L. M Manhattan Coll 230 Greenland .. A 8s & 6s J. S. Bach, obit., 1750. 184 Hatt. S. M % „ 228 Haddam. H. M , " B. Academy " . . . . 31, 281 Hageman 8,6,8,8,6,4 „ # 463 Hamburg — — L. M L. Mason...,. 231 Harwell 8s & 7s, D ............ 93 Hartford 7s B. Milgrove, 1810, obit 79 Harville. CM ...J, Flint, .140 Haydn L. M Haydn.. . \. ........ , 23 Hazen. 8s & 7s, 6 1 Redhead. 77 Hastings 8,6,8,6,8,8 Hastings 84 Heber CM G. Kingsley .169, 389 Hebron L. M L. Mason 384 Hendon 7s Malan 156 Hermon , CM L. Mason 221 Hibernia lis . . . J. B. Dykes 338 Hinchman 7,8,7,8,7,7 * 255 Holman 8,6,8,6,8,8 * .240 Holley ..7s Geo. Hews...^ 285 Horton. 7s S.von Wartensee 138 Hosford 8s, D. ......... # 210 Howes H. M * 297 Hughes C.M.D Beissiger 361 Hursley L. M German 296, 383 Hutchinson 7s & 5s $ 464 Ingham L. M " Cantica Laudis" 129 Italian Hymn 6s & 4s Giardini, 1760 9 Jackson L. M % 261 Janette 6,6,8,4 # 358 Jenner '. 7s & 6s H. L. Jenner 362, 369 Jerusalem CM. D Modern Harp 363 Josephine 8s & 7s, D ^ 294 Jubilate H. M ;js 46 Keeler 7s, 6s & 8s * 367 KeeFe 7,8,7,8,7,7.., * 100 Kimball .....L. M $ 90 Laban ... S. M L. Mason 181 Laneaboro 0. M " « 219, 253 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 491 NAME. METER. AUTHOR. PAGE. Laflin S. M * 16 Laus H. M # 99 Lebanon S. M. D J. Zundel. - 161 Lenox H. M Edson... 81, 121, 153 Lischer H. M L. Mason 257 Lisbon S. M Bead 260 Litany 7,6,8,8,8,7,7 # 105 London, New C. M A. Hart's Psalter, 1635 276 Loving-kindness L. M Western Air 166 Lowe 5s & lis « 403 Luther's Hymn . 8,7,8,7,8,8,7 M. Luther 353 Lutzen C. P. M * 186 Lyons 10s & lis Haydn 15, 98, 202 Mackenzie S. M ^ 235 Maitland CM Allen 171 Manoab C. M H. W. Greatorex 145 Martyn 7s, D Harsh 176 Mary CM % 381 Mason C M J. Eosenmuller 301 May 7,7,5,7,7,4 * 324 Mear C. M Welsh Air 247 Melcombe L. M 8. Webbe, 1790 63,201 Mendon L. M English 182 Menville L. M Mendelssohn 139 Meribab C. P. M L. Mason 20 Merton CM H. K. Oliver. ... 262, 306, 335 Merritt C M * 47 Merwin 8s, 7s & 4s H. H. Beadle 94 Messiab 7s, D G. Kingsley 274 Metcalf 7s&6s * 149,350 Migdol — L. M " Carmina Sacra' 1 '' 54 Minnie 8s & 7s, Irr # 394 Missionary Chant L. M C. Zeuner 305, 365 Missionary Hymn 7s & 6s Arr. by L. Mason 309 Monkland : 7s J. B. Wilkes 413 Moore H. M % 243 Morning Hymn L. M F. H. Bartholomew. 1761 372 Mornington ' S. M Earl of Mornington 179 Mount Calvary 7s, 6 1 Theme by Eosenmuller 133 Moscow P. M Bussian Hymn 406 Mozart 7s Mozart 80 Myers 7s, D Abt 459 Naomi C M " Carmina Sacra'''' 242 Nashville L. P. M Gregorian 119 Nebo S. M W.B. Bradbury 298 Nettieton 8s & 7s Dr. Nettleton 164 Neumark L. M. 7 1 Neumark, 1681 352 Newcourt L. P. M H.Bond 13 New Jerusalem 7,6,7,7,7 Western 371 Northfield C M Inqalls 356 Nuremberg 7s J. S. Bach, 1750 28, 22 Oak 6s &4s 322 Oaksville CM C. Zeuner 86, 206, 376 Old 112th L. M. 5 1 Luther 348 Old 100th L. M " 10,250 Oliphant 8s, 7s & 4s Arr. by Mason 344 Olivet 6s &4s L. Mason 173 Olmutz S. M " " 115,192,292 Opal 8s & 7s, D J. Zundel 150 Ortonville C M Hastings 155, 280 Palmer 10,11,11,5 Mendelssohn 465 Paraclete. 7s&5s # 113 492 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. ATJTHOB. HAME. METER. Paradise 8,6,8,6,6,6,6,6 Parish S. M Park Street L. M Parting 7s, D Pascal 8s & 6s..... Pearl C. M Pentecost C. P. M Petition L. M Peterborough C. M Pierce CM Pierpont 7s & 6s Pillar 8s & 7s Piatt 8s, D. Pleyels Hymn 7s Portuguese Hymn 10s & lis J. Beading, 1680. - .52, 203 Prince L. M. 6 1 Mendelssohn 168, 218 Purcell S. M Pur cell 347 PAGE. $ 370 . . W. B. Bradbury 245 . .Venua 64 ..Dowland 268 ..E.J. Hopkins 146 * 232 108 126 374 51 308 460 390 162 .Donizetti , L. Mason .B. S. Willis.... .Flotow . G. W. Morgan. H. M ,C. P. M Boston Academy .8s & 7s H.W. Greatorex . . . . . S. M. D * .CM T. Bavenscroft, 1630. .8,8,8,4 E.J. Hopkins, 1863. . .8s & 7s Sir H. Smart , .... 368 .... 19 .151, 341 .... 318 .... 217 .... 82 .... 53 W. B. Bradbury 334 T. Hastings 223 W. B. Bradbury 360 Ramsay Rapture Rathbun Raven Ravenscroft Redeliff Regent Square Rest..., L. M. Retreat L. M. Rhine C M. Rich C M * 208 Rockingham L. M L. Mason 160 Rock of Ages 7s, 6 1 Hastings 143 Rosefield 7s, 61 Br. Malan 130, 252 Sabbath 7s, 61 L.Mason 254 Sacrament 9,8,9,8 E.J. Hopkins 282 Salzburg 7s, 6 1 Bosenmuller, 1610 6 Sanctus 10s, lis & 12s.. ...J. B. Dykes 1 Saul L. M Handel 337 Schaflf 8,3,3,6,8,3,3,6 J. Flint 456 Schell 10s, lis & 12s * 187 Scotland 12s ....Dr. Clarke 120 Seelye 8s & 7s, Pec * 110 Serenity C M W. Y. Wallace 29 Seymour 7s H.W. Greatorex 137 Shackford C M « 290 Shawmut S. M L. Mason 299 Shining Shore 8s & 7s, D G. F. Boot 320 Siberia 8s, 7s & 4s S. B. Bond 7, 312 Sicilian Hymn 8s & 7s Balian 188, 267. 462 Silver Street S. M Smith. 17, 45 Smyrna 8s & 7s, D Mozart 2S6 Solitude 7s L. T. Downs 193, 220, 391 Solney 8s &7s 342 Song 8s & 5s German 101 Southwell S. M English Bsalter 0/1588 73 Spanish Hymn 7s, D Old Melody 239, 317 Speranza 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,7 * H Spring C M * 198 St. Angelo 7s, 10 1 $ 75 St. Anns CM Dr. Croft, 1763 24 St. Bride S. M Dr. Howard, 1782 234 St. Eustace 7s Mendelssohn 258 St. George's Chapel 7s, D Elvey 412 St. Johnn 7s, D Webbe 237 St. Martins , CM Tansur 91 ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 493 NAME METER. AUTHOR. PAGE. St. Paul S. M v> :831 St. Thomas S-. M A. Williams 246 State Street S. M J. C Woodman 178,224 Stabat Mater 8,8,7,8,8,7 * 70 Stephens ...0. M Jones ,...32, 273 Sterling L. M 11 Storrs ..7s, 6 1 # £6 Stockwell 8s & 7s, Pec 386 Strasburg 8s & 7s. 6 1 Hamburg Song-book, 1832 314 Stuart. 7s & 6s * 199 Sumner L. M ...G. Hews 62 Talus' Evening Hymn L. M Tallis 382 Talmage 6s & 4s * 303 Taylor L. M B. Milgrove, 1810 89 Telemann's Chant 7s C Zeuner 21, 313 Temple .8,4,8,4,8,8,8,4 .E.J. Hopkins 388 Terhune , 8s & 7s CM. von Weber 396 Thatcher S. M Handel 288 The last beam. 10s. 380 Theodora 7s. Handel 172 Tiffany C. M V. C Taylor 325 Tivoli 8s & 7s Pleyel 244 To-day 6s & 4s Mason 127 Trask 14s Mendelssohn 349 Truro L. M C Burney 37 Tuckerman .CM Tuckerman 278 Tulford .7s D .E. J. Hopkins 408 "Oxbridge L. M. L. Mason 117 Vermilye 6s, 8s & 4s ifc 8 Waldron L. M T. Campion, 1600 68 Walker L. M. 61 * 233 Wanderer L. M. D Arranged 229 Ward L. M L. Mason 41, 204, 271 Wardwell 7s & 5s % 185 Ware . L. M G. Kingsley 107 Wareham .' lis & 8s Old English — 18 Warrior H. M.... * 3,256 Watchman, tell us ... , 7s, D L. Mason 316 Wave 8s, 7s & 4s Arr. by Bradbury 398 Webb 7s & 6s ....G.J. Webb 180 Wells L. M Holdrayd 295 Wesser CM E.J. Hopkins 60 Whitten ..CM * .....87,152 Whitfield ...7s&6s * 5 Wilmot 7s CM. von Weber .4, 284 Willington L. M H. W. Greatorex 275 Williston 7s J. Bosenmuller, 1610 95 Windham L. M ,..D. Bead 135, 411 Wittemberg 6s, 7s & 6s ....J. Cruger, 1598 36 Woodland... C M JST. Z>. Gould 359 Woodstock CM " Boston Academy " 378 Worthing 8s & 7s " " 392 Yarmouth 7s & 6s " Boston Academy " 304 York ....CM A. Hart's Psalter, 1615 323 Zerah CM L. Mason 59 Zephyr L. M W.B. Bradbury .134, 291 Zion 8s, 7s & 4s J, METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. L. M. PA&E Ames 375 Anvern 307 Barbara 222, 249, 339 Balclutha 175, 269 Bethune 207. 213, 397, 407, 457 Benediction (6 lines) 387 Bloomingdale 124 Bretby 167,223 B.-ownell 35 Brooklyn Buekelew 393 Duke Street 200, 277, 237 Elberfeld Ill Ernan 357 Federal Street 71, 194, 266 Forest 166 Germany 373 Gilead 27 Gratitude 239 Grostete 147 Hamburg 231 Haydn 23 Hebron 334 Hursley 296, 333 Ingham 129 Jackson 231 Kimball 90 Loving-kindness 16 J Melcombe 63, 201 Mendon 182 Menville 139 Migdol 54 Missionary Chant 305, 365 Morning Hymn 372 Neumark (7 Vims) 352 Old 100th 10, 250 Old 112th (5 lines ) 348 Park Street 64 Petition 125 Prince (6 lines) 103, 218 Rost 334 Retreat 223 Rockingham 160 Saul 337 Sterling 11 Samn3r 62 Taylor 89 Tallis' Evening Hymn 382 Truro 37 Uxbrldge. lit Walker 233 Wanderer 229 Ward 204, 241, 271 Ware 107 Waldron 68 Wells 295 Windham 135, 411 Willington 275 Zephyr 134, 291 C. M. Antioch 48 Angel's Song (Double) 49 Athens 157 Auburn 265 Avon 72 Balcrma 104 PAGE Belvidere 118 Bemerton 272 Boardman 15S Boswell 339 Browning 225 Bradford 43, 103 Brown 96 Brattle Street 42 Byefield 33 Carpenter 61 Cambridge 116 Chesterfield 364 Christmas 183 China 336 Chambers 33 Cowper 76 Coronation 97 Denfield 154 Dewitt 30 Devizes 241 Dedham 293 Downs 170, 195, 409 Dubois 39 Dundee 402 Elizabethtown 214 Evening Song 227 j Fisher T..... 141 | Flora 109 Geer 310, 410 Gould 263 Harville 140 Heber 169, 389 Hermon 221 Hughes (Double) 3<3l Jerusalem (Double) 363 Lanesboro 219, 253 London, New 276 Maitland 235 Manoah 145 Mason 301 Mary 331 Merritt 47 Mear 247 Merton 362, 30(3, 335 Naomi 242 Northfield 356 Oaksvile 88, 206, 370 Ortonville 155, 280 Pearl 232 Peterborough 374 Pierce 51 Ravenscroft 217 Rich 208 Rhine 360 Serenity 29 Shackford 290 Spring 193 Stephens 32, 273 St. Ann's 24 St. Martin's 91 Tiffany 325 Tuckerman 278 Wesser 60 Whitten 87, 152 Woodland 359 Woodstock 378 York 323 PAGE Zerah 59 S. M. Adrian 377 Ahira 174, 389 Alexander 85 Athalie (Double) 328 Barber 114, 136 Battishill 218 Bennett 132, 177 Bethesda 131 Boylston 26, 270, 329 Braden 385 Cleveland 196, 343 Crosby 330 Dover 56 Duty 212, 332 Farley (Double) 2 Hayt 228 Laban 181 Laflin 16 Lebanon (Double) 161 Lisbon 260 Mackenzie 235 Mornington 179 Nebo 298 Olmutz. 115, 192, 292 Parish. 245 Raven (Double) 318 Shawmut 299 Silver Street 17, 45 Southwell 73 St. Bride 234 State Street 178, 224 St. Thomas 246 St. Paul 231 Thatcher 288 H. M. Beza 400 Brinsmade 40 Clarion 121 Christmas Hymn 50 Elizabeth.. 251, 326 Field 144, 458 Haddam 31, 228 Howes 297 Jubilate 46 Laus 99 Lenox 81. 121, 153 Lecher 257 Moore 243 Ramsey 368 Warrior 3, 256 C. P. M. Ariel 163 Cmterbury 264 Ganse 346 Lutzen 186 Meribah 20 Pentecost 108 Rapture 19 L. P. M. Nashville 119 Newcourt 13 METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 495 S. P. M. Dalston 248 C. M. D. Consecration Hymn 300 8,6,8,6,8,8. Ascension 84 Hastings 84 Holman.... 24° 8,4,8,4,8,8,8,4. Temple 388 8,8,7,8,8,7. Stabat Mater '0 8,7,8,7,8,8,7. Luther's Hymn 353 83 & 6s. Greenland 181 Pascal 14b 8s. Double. Gaston 211 Hosford 210 Piatt 330 8,8,8,6. Alford 106 8,8,8,4. Redcliff > 82 8,6,8,6,6,6,6,6. Paradise 8s & 7s. Irregular. Minnie • — 194 Seelye... HO 8s, 7s & 4s. Demarest 74 Edith 123 Finney 34o Merwin 94 Oliphant 344 Siberia 7, 313 Wave 398 Zion 302 370 8,7,8,7,6,6,6,7. 41 8s & 7s. Atwater 65 Autumn 142, 216, 279 Brodhead (Bauble) 102 Dingman (Double) 311 Doremus (Double) 165 Fahen (Double) 112 Harwell (Double) 93 Hazen (6 lines) 77 Josephine (Double) 294 Nettleton (Double) 164 Oval (Double) 150 Pillar . 460 Rathbun 151, 341 Regent Square 53 Sicilian Hymn 188, 267, 462 Smyrna (Double) 286 Strasburg ( 6 lines ) 314 Stockwell 386 Solney • 242 Terhune 39b Tivoli 244 Wilmot 4 Worthing 392 PAGE Atonement 67 Benevento (Double) 122, 315, 340, 401 Beulah (Double ) 355, 366 Bethlehem ( 6 lines ) 57 Blumenthal (Double ) 123 Dies Irae ( 9 lines) 351 Dodge (6 lines) 395 Elmendorf 236 Fleming 34 Frederica ( 6 lines ) 157 Goodall( 6 lines) 197 Good News (Double ) 55 Hartford 79 Hendon 156 Horton 138 Holley 285 Messiah (Double) 274 Martyn 176 Mozart 80 Mount Calvary 133 Monkland 413 Myers (Double) 459 Nuremberg 22, 28 Parting (Double) 258 Pleyel's Hymn 162 Rock of Ages ( 6 lines ) 148 Rosefleld (6 lines) 130, 252 Sabbath (6 lines) 254 Salzburg (6 lines) 6 Seymour 137 Solitude 193, 221, 391 Spanish Hymn 239, 317 St. Angelo (10 lines) 75 St. John's (Double) 237 Storrs (