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THE 
 
 VIRGINIA  SELECTION. 
 
 NEW    EDITION. 
 
 ENLARGED  AND  IMPROVED. 
 
 u) 
 
NEW  EDITION,  ENLARGED  AND  IMPROVED. 
 
 THE 
 
 VIRGINIA  SELECTION 
 
 OF 
 
 PSALMS,  HYMNS, 
 
 AND 
 
 SPIRITUAL  SONGS ; 
 
 FROM  THE  MOST  APPROVED  AUTHORS. 
 
 Adapted  to  the  various  occasions  of 
 
 PUBLIC  WORSHIP  AND  SOCIAL  MEETINGS. 
 
 IN    THREE     PARTS. 
 
 Part     I.— Various  Subjects,  systematically  arranged. 
 
 Part   II.— Adapted  to  Particular  Occasions. 
 
 rart  III.— Peculiar  to  the  Order  of  Pjjhlic  Worship. 
 
 SELECTED   AND  JrRRANGED 
 
 BY  ANDREW^BROADDUS. 
 
 RICHMOND,   VA. 
 
 SMITH,  DRINKER  &  MORRIS. 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 
 THOMAS,  COWPERTHWAIT  AND  CO. 
 
 J.  Fagan,  Stereotyper. 
 
 1842. 
 
Entered,  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress, 
 in  the  year  1839,  by  Thomas,  Cowperthwait 
 and  Co.  in  the  office  of  the  clerk  of  the  district 
 court  for  the  eastern  district  of  Pennsylvania. 
 
 (4) 
 
 T.  K.  &  P.  G.  COLLINS,  PRINTERS,  PHILA. 
 
r.AND  Friends  : 
 The  Third  Edition  of  The  Vir- 
 ginia Selection  of  Psalms,  Hymns, 
 and  Spiritual  Songs,  is  here  offer- 
 ed to  your  acceptance,  with  the 
 earnest  hope  that  it  may  be  fa- 
 voured with  your  approbation. 
 
 The  whole  work  has  been  care- 
 fully revised,  and  in  a  great 
 measure  new-modelled;  an  im- 
 provement, it  is  believed,  has  been 
 made  in  the  arrangement;  and 
 while  some  four  or  five  only  of 
 the  compositions  in  the  first  edition 
 have  been  omitted,  an  additional 
 number  of  one  hundred  and  eighty 
 will  be  found  in  this  volume. 
 
 (5) 
 
Vi  PREFACE. 
 
 The  sources  from  which  have 
 been  drawn  supplies  for  this  com- 
 pilation, were  various  and  abund- 
 ant. Along  with  Watts'  Psalms 
 and  Hymns,  (which  have  furnished 
 large  contributions,)  more  than 
 half  a  score  of  the  best  selections 
 have  been  put  in  requisition.  No 
 selection,  however,  is  referred  to, 
 over  the  Hymns,  except  that  of 
 Rippon;  and  only,  in  that  case, 
 when  the  name  of  the  author 
 could  not  be  ascertained.  To 
 Rippon,  as  having  led  the  way  in 
 a  systematic  arrangement,  some 
 special  acknowledgment  seemed 
 to  be  due :  for  the  rest,  the  same 
 composition  being  so  often  found 
 in  different  selections,  it  has  not 
 been  considered  requisite  to  desig- 
 nate any  one  of  them. 
 
 The  first  edition  of  this  work 
 
PREFACE.  Vll 
 
 has  been  found  defective,  in  regard 
 to  the  number  and  variety  of 
 Hymns  for  the  common  occasions 
 of  pulpit  service.  That  defect, 
 it  is  presumed,  is  here  supplied; 
 and,  in  the  judgment  of  the  Com- 
 piler, (let  him  be  permitted  to 
 say,)  the  chief  excellencies  of  all 
 those  works  to  which  he  has  had 
 access,  are  concentrated  in  the 
 offering  which  he  now  makes  to 
 the  churches. 
 
 Most  of  the  compositions  in  this 
 volume  will,  it  is  believed,  com- 
 mend themselves  to  persons  of 
 piety  and  taste,  as  being,  in  their 
 kind,  of  first-rate  excellence.  A 
 few  of  them,  particularly  of  those 
 which  are  generally  termed  "  Spir- 
 itual Songs,"  may  not  be  capable 
 of  standing  the  test  of  a  refined 
 criticism.    On  this  point  let  it  suf- 
 
Vlh  PREFACE. 
 
 fice  to  say,  that  as  the  book  is 
 designed  for  popular  as  well  as 
 for  pulpit  use,  some  allowance 
 must  be  made  for  popular  liking — 
 some  sacrifice  at  the  altar  of  de- 
 votional feeling.  Compositions  of 
 a  devotional  character  are  some- 
 times found,  possessing  that  pe- 
 culiar unction  which  seems  to 
 atone  for  the  lack  of  high  poetic 
 merit. 
 
 It  has  been  the  aim  of  the  Com 
 piler,  in  forming  "The  Virginia 
 Selection,"  to  furnish  a  portable 
 and  convenient  volume,  which 
 might  be  acceptable  as  a  standard 
 Hymn  Book,  for  all  the  occasions 
 of  public  and  social  worship — one 
 that  should  comprise  a  rich  supply 
 of  Hymns  for  the  more  regular 
 and  methodical  course  of  service, 
 along  with  a  numerous  variety 
 
PREFACE.  IX 
 
 of  that  class  of  compositions  more 
 peculiarly  adapted  to  the  exercise 
 of  free  social  singing.  To  attain 
 these  combined  objects,  and,  at 
 the  same  time,  systematically  to 
 arrange  the  Hymns  according  to 
 their  various  subjects,  is  a  task  of 
 much  greater  difficulty  than  would 
 be  imagined  by  any  one  who  has 
 not  made  the  attempt.  This  con- 
 sideration, it  is  hoped,  may  furnish 
 a  sufficient  apology  for  the  defect 
 complained  of  in  the  first  edition 
 of  this  work,  as  well  as  for  the 
 great  difference  between  that  and 
 the  present  edition.  No  further 
 alteration  in  this  Selection  is  con- 
 templated, as  none,  it  is  conceived, 
 will  be  thought  necessary. 
 
 Having  now  no  pecuniary  in- 
 terest in  the  sales  of  this  work, 
 and  having  laboured,  with  care 
 
X  PREFACE. 
 
 and  attention,  to  render  it  a  suita- 
 ble and  an  acceptable  companion 
 for  the  devotional  exercises  of 
 pulpits,  families,  and  individuals, 
 the  Compiler  trusts  he  may  be 
 indulged  in  expressing  an  earnest 
 desire,  that  the  patronage  extend- 
 ed to  this  Hymn  Book  may  give 
 evidence  that  his  labour  has  not 
 been  in  vain. 
 
 Brethren  and  Friends,  while  we 
 sing  with  our  voices,  may  our 
 hearts  make  melod)'  to  the  Lord; 
 and  finally,  with  hearts  and  voices 
 better  tuned,  may  we  join  the 
 triumphant  strains  of  the  heavenly 
 host,  in  ascribing  all  glory  to  God 
 and  our  Redeemer  for  ever  and 
 ever ! 
 
 A.  B. 
 
 Caroline,  Virginia,  May,  1842. 
 
ARRANGEMENT  OF  PART  I. 
 
 Various  Subjects,  $c. 
 
 Adoration  and  Praise from  1  to  20 
 
 Supplication 21"    29 
 
 Creation  and  Providence 30  "    39 
 
 The  Holy  Scriptures 40  "    51 
 
 The  Fall  and  Redemption 52  "    62 
 
 Saints  and  Sinners 63  "    73 
 
 Awakening  and  Inviting 74  "    96 
 
 Penitential 97  "  121 
 
 Conversion 122"  139 
 
 Baptism 140  "  157 
 
 Receiving  to  Membership 158  "161 
 
 The  Lord's  Supper 162"  177 
 
 The  Christian  Church 178  "  189 
 
 Church  Fellowship 190  "  200 
 
 Rejoicing  and  Praise 201  "  214 
 
 Christian  Warfare 215  "  224 
 
 The  Redeemer  Celebrated 225  "  287 
 
 Influences  of  the  Holy  Spirit., ..  288  "  293 
 
 Gospel  Blessings 294  ;'  352 
 
 Declension  lamented 353  "  365 
 
 Conflict  and  Prayer 366  "  388 
 
 Admonition  and  Encouragement  389  "  403 
 
 Praying  and  Praising 404  "  414 
 
 Times  of  Revival 415  "  420 
 
 Communion  with  God 421  "  438 
 
 Pressing  on  towards  Perfection . .  439  "  446 
 
 Heavenly  Prospects 447  "  465 
 
 Funeral  Hymns 466  "  498 
 
 Death  and  Resurrection 499  "  506 
 
 FinalJudgraent 507  "  517 
 
ARRANGEMENT  OF  PART  II. 
 
 ADAPTED   TO 
 
 Particular  Seasons  and    Occasions. 
 
 Morning  and  Evening from  518  to  533 
 
 The  Lord's  Day 534  "  542 
 
 Social  Prayer  Meetings 543  "  552 
 
 Spread  of  the  Gospel 553  "  592 
 
 Monthly  Concert 553  "  559 
 
 Missionary  Meetings 560  "  585 
 
 Associations  586  "  592 
 
 Ordinations 593  "  600 
 
 Opening  Meeting-Houses 601  "  603 
 
 For  the  Youth 604  "  611 
 
 Afflictive  Providences 612  "  622 
 
 Prosperous  Seasons 623  "  627 
 
 Aid  for  the  Poor 628  "  632 
 
 New  Year 633  "635 
 
 National 636  "  643 
 
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ARRANGEMENT  OF  PART  in. 
 
 PECULIAR    TO 
 
 The  Order  of  Public  Worship. 
 
 Before  Sermon from  644  to  666 
 
 After  Sermon 667  "  688 
 
 Closing  Hymns 669  «  679 
 
 Doxologies 680 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS 681  to  708 
 
 (15) 
 
THE 
 
 IA  SELECTION,  &c. 
 
 PART  I. 
 
 ious  subjects,  systematically  arranged. 
 
 ADORATION  AND  PRAISE. 
 
 1  L.  M.    Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Praise  to  our  Creator. 
 
 1  T>EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
 ±J  Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
 Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone; 
 He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 
 
 2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
 Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 
 
 And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray'd, 
 He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
 
 3  We  are  his  people,  /we  his  care, 
 Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
 What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
 Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name ! 
 
 4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
 High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
 And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
 Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 
 
 B  (17) 
 
'K 
 
 2  ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.     Part  I. 
 
 5  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. 
 
 2  C.  M.     Watts'  Lyrics.. 
 
 Decrees  and  Dominion  of  God. 
 
 EEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
 And  wait  your  Maker's  nod: 
 My  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  sings 
 The  honours  of  her  God. 
 
 2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 
 
 Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
 He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne 
 Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
 
 3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 
 
 With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
 With  every  angels  form  and  size, 
 Drawn  by  the  eternal  pen, 
 
 4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
 
 And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
 Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
 Fulfils  some  deep  design. 
 
 5  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why; 
 
 Nor  God  the  reason  gives ; 
 Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry 
 Between  the  folded  leaves. 
 
 6  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. 
 
 7  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
 
 O  may  I  find  my  name 
 
 (18) 
 
Part  I.    ADORATION    AND   PRAISE.  3,  4 
 
 Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
 Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb! 
 
 3  CM.   Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Book  of  God's  Decrees. 
 
 1  T  ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
 JLi  Abas'd  before  their  God: 
 Whate'er  his  Sovereign  voice  hath  form'd 
 
 He  governs  with  a  nod. 
 
 2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 
 
 Were  into  motion  brought, 
 All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
 Stood  present  to  his  thought. 
 
 3  If  light  attend  the  course  I  run, 
 
 'T  is  he  provides  those  rays  : 
 And  't  is  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 
 If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 
 
 4  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern'd, 
 
 Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
 The  volume  of  his  deep  decrees, 
 What  months  are  writ  for  me. 
 
 5  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 
 
 O  may  I  read  my  name 
 Amongst  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
 The  followers  of  the  Lamb ! 
 
 4  CM.  Sternhold. 
 
 The  Majesty  of  God. 
 
 1  rpHE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
 JL    And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high; 
 And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
 The  darkness  of  the  sky. 
 
 (19) 
 
5,  6  ADORATION   AND   PRAISE.     Part  I. 
 
 2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim 
 
 Full  royally  he  rode ; 
 And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  wind 
 Came  flying  all  abroad. 
 
 3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 
 
 Tbeir  fury  to  restrain  ; 
 And  He,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
 For  evermore  shall  reign. 
 
 5  L.  M.    Watts' Hymns. 
 Invisibility  of  God. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals,  blind, 
 J_i  We  can't  behold  thy  bright,  abode  ; 
 O!  'tis  beyond  a  creature  mind 
 
 To  glance  a  thought  half  way  to  God! 
 
 2  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  sky 
 The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone ; 
 Where  neither  wings  nor  souls  can  fly, 
 Nor  angels  climb  the  topless  throne. 
 
 3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  seat 
 Of  gems  incomparably  bright; 
 And  lays  beneath  his  sacred  feet 
 Substantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 
 
 4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
 Look  through,  and  cheer  us  from  above : 
 Beyond  our  praise  thy  grandeur  flies, 
 Yet.  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 
 
 6  C.  M.  Rippon's  Selec. 
 Omnipresence  and  Omniscience  of  God. 
 
 Ps.  119. 
 1  T  ORD!  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam, 
 ±J  Surveyest  all  my  powers  ; 
 My  rising  steps  are  watch'd  by  thee ; 
 Bv  thee,  my  resting  hours. 
 
 (20) 
 
Part  I.     ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.  6 
 
 2  My  thoughts,  scarce  struggling  into  birth, 
 
 Great  God,  are  known  to  thee : 
 Abroad,  at  home,  still  I'm  enclos'd 
 With  thine  immensity. 
 
 3  Behind  I  glance,  and  thou  art  there ; 
 
 Before  me,  shines  thy  name  ; 
 And  't  is  thy  strong  almighty  hand 
 Sustains  my  tender  frame. 
 
 4  Where  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 
 
 The  pinions  of  my  flight? 
 Or  where,  through  nature's  spacious  range, 
 Shall  I  elude  thy  sight? 
 
 5  Scal'd  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 
 
 Would  overwhelm  my  soul : 
 Plung'd  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 
 Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 
 
 6  If  on  a  morning's  darting  ray 
 
 With  matchless  speed  I  rode, 
 
 And  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  shore, 
 
 That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 
 
 7  Thither  thine  hand,  all-present  God ! 
 
 Must  guide  the  wondrous  way, 
 And  thine  Omnipotence  support 
 The  fabric  of  my  clay. 
 
 8  Should  I  involve  myself  around 
 
 With  clouds  of  tenfold  night, 
 The  clouds  would  shine  like  blazing  noon 
 Before  thy  piercing  sight. 
 
 9  'The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 
 
 '  Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
 *  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power 
 '  From  which  I  cannot  flee !' 
 
 (21) 
 
7,  8  ADORATION    AND   PRAISE.     Part  I. 
 
 7  L.  M.    Watts'  Psalms. 
 Condesce?ision  of  God. 
 
 1  TTP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
 LJ  And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
 Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 
 
 And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 
 
 2  God,  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 
 And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do, 
 Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes,   ; 
 And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too. 
 
 3  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 
 And  manages  our  mean  affairs  : 
 On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
 Bestows  his  counsels,  and  his  cares. 
 
 4  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
 Into  the  bosom  of  our  God ; 
 
 He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
 And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 
 
 5  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
 Such  condescension  to  perform  : 
 
 For  worms  were  never  raised  so  high 
 Above  their  meanest  fellow  worm. 
 
 6  O !  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 
 A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
 
 To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
 And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 
 
 8  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 The  Goodness  of  God.     Nahum  i.  7. 
 
 I  "I7"E  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
 JL    With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
 For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
 And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
 
Part  I.      ADORATION   AND   PRAISE.  ! 
 
 2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
 
 In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
 But  nobler  benefits  declare 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
 3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 
 
 To  ransom  rebel  worms; 
 'T  is  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
 ■  In  its  diviner  forms. 
 
 4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come ; 
 
 'T  is  here  our  hope  relies ; 
 A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
 When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 
 
 5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
 
 The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
 Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
 With  bliss  divinely  free. 
 
 6  Great. God,  to  thy  Almighty  love, 
 
 What  honours  shall  we  raise  1 
 Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
 Can  render  equal  praise. 
 
 9  C.  M. 
 
 God  is  Love.     1  John  iv.  8. 
 
 1  /"^OME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
 \j  And  lift  your  souls  above; 
 
 Let  every  heart  and  voice  accordt 
 To  sing  that  God  is  love. 
 
 2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 
 
 And  all  his  mercies  prove ; 
 
 Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears 
 
 To  show,  that  God  is  love. 
 
 3  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 
 
 Thunders  his  dreadful  name; 
 
 (23) 
 
10  ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.       Part  I. 
 
 But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
 The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 4  In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 
 
 His  counsels  and  designs  — 
 *In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  fram'd 
 His  love  supremely  shines. 
 
 5  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 
 
 Thro'  earth  and  heaven  above, 
 The  joyful  and  transporting  news, 
 That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love. 
 
 10  C  M.       Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 God  is  Love.     1  John  iv.  8. 
 
 1  A  MID  the  splendours  of  thy  state, 
 ■lV  My  God,  thy  love  appears 
 With  the  soft  radiance  of  the  moon 
 
 Among  a  thousand  stars. 
 
 2  Nature  through  all  her  ample  round 
 
 Thy  boundless  power  proclaims, 
 And,  in  melodious  accent,  speaks 
 The  goodness  of  thy  names. 
 
 3  Thy  justice,  holiness  and  truth, 
 
 Our  solemn  awe  excite  ; 
 But  the  sweet  charms  of  sovereign  grace 
 O'erwhelm  us  with  delight. 
 
 4  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 
 
 Thunders  thy  dreadful  name; 
 But  Sion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
 The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 5  In  all  thy  doctrines  and  commands, 
 
 Thy  counsels  and  designs  — 
 In  ev'ry  work  thy  hands  have  fram'd, 
 Thy  love  supremely  shines. 
 
 124) 
 
Part  I.     ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.       11,  12 
 
 6  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim 
 Through  earth  and  heaven  above, 
 The  joyful,  and  transporting  news, 
 That  God  the  Lord  is  Love  ! 
 
 11  Ss  &  7s. 
 
 God  is  Light  and  Love. 
 I OD  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 
 
 'G 
 
 All  the  path  in  which  we  move  ; 
 Bliss  he  forms,  and  woe  he  lightens : 
 God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
 
 2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 
 
 Worlds  decay,  and  ages  move  ; 
 But  his  mercy  waneth  never  : 
 God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
 
 3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 
 
 Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove; 
 From  the  mist  his  brightness  streameth: 
 God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
 
 4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
 
 Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
 Every  where  his  glory  shineth : 
 God  is  light,  and  God  is  love. 
 
 12  C.  M.        Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 The  Holiness  of  God.     Isaiah  viii.  13. 
 
 1  TTOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
 XI  Of  our  eternal  King: 
 Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry ; 
 
 Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 
 
 2  Heaven's  brightest  lamps  with  him  compar'd, 
 
 How  mean  they  look  and  dim ! 
 
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13  ADORATION    AND   PRAISE.     Part  I. 
 
 The  fairest  angels  have  their  spots, 
 When  once  compar'd  with  him. 
 
 3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 
 
 And  truth  is  his  delight ; 
 But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
 Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 
 
 4  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 
 
 Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
 Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
 To  his  sublime  abode. 
 
 5  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name 
 
 Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
 A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
 Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 
 
 6  Thou  holy  God  !  preserve  my  soul 
 
 From  all  pollution  free ; 
 The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
 And  they  thy  face  shall  see.  . 
 
 13  CM.      Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 The  grace  of  God  ;  or,  Divine  Condescen- 
 sion. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies, 
 
 VV    To  visit  earthly  things, 
 With  scorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
 From  tow'rs  of  haughty  kings. 
 
 2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 
 
 Far  downward  from  the  skies, 
 To  visit  ev'ry  humble  soul 
 With  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 
 
 3  Why  should  the  Lord,  that  reigns  above, 
 
 Disdain  so  lofty  kings? 
 Say,  Lord,  and  why  such  looks  of  love 
 Upon  such  worthless  things? 
 
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Part  I.     ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.  14 
 
 4  Mortals  be  dumb !  what  creature  dares 
 
 Dispute  his  awful  will  ? 
 
 Ask  no  account  of  his  affairs, 
 
 But  tremble  and  be  still. 
 
 5  Just  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 
 
 All  sov'reign  and  all  free  : 
 Great  God,  how  searchless  are  thy  ways  1 
 How  deep  thy  judgments  be  ! 
 
 14  L.  M.  Medley. 
 
 The  Loving  kindness  of  the  Lord. 
 
 1  A  WAKE  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
 
 J\  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
 He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  free  ! 
 
 2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  by  the  fall, 
 
 Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all  ; 
 He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  great ! 
 
 3  Tho'  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
 Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
 He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 
 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  strong  ! 
 
 4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
 Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
 He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
 His  loving  kindness,  O  how  good  ! 
 
 5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
 Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart, 
 But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot. 
 His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 
 
 6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
 Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
 
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15  ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.     Part  I. 
 
 O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
 His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death  ! 
 
 7  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. 
 
 15  CM.    Watts' Hymns. 
 
 The  Divine  Perfections. 
 
 1  TTOW  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God, 
 XX  That  infinite  Unknown  ? 
 
 Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
 Or  venture  near  his  throne? 
 
 2  The  great  Invisible  !  He  dwells 
 
 Conceal'd  in  dazzling  light ; 
 But  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 
 The  secrets  of  the  night. 
 
 3  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep 
 
 Survey  the  world  around ; 
 His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep 
 Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 
 
 4  Speak  we  of  strength  1  His  arm  is  strong 
 
 To  save  or  to  destroy  : 
 Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 
 And  endless  is  his  joy. 
 
 5  He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 
 
 Nor  alters  his  decrees ; 
 Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains 
 To  guard  his  promises. 
 
 6  Justice  upon  a  dreadful  throne 
 
 Maintains  the  rights  of  God  ; 
 While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 
 Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood. 
 
Part  I.     ADORATION   AND   PRAISE.      16,  17 
 
 7  Now  to  my  soul,  immortal  King, 
 Speak  some  forgiving  word : 
 Then  't  will  be  double  joy  to  sing 
 The  glories  of  my  Lord. 
 
 16  CM.      Watts'  Lyrics. 
 God  glorious  and  Sinners  saved. 
 
 1  T?ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 
 S.     How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
 
 Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
 By  thousands  through  the  skies. 
 
 2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 
 
 To  save  rebellious  worms, 
 Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  awe  divine, 
 To  see  what  God  performs. 
 
 3  When  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 
 
 The  dying  Son  atones : 
 O,  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross ! 
 The  triumph  of  his  groans! 
 
 4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
 
 Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
 Sweet  cherubs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 
 And  try  their  choicest  strains. 
 
 5  O,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
 
 In  that  immortal  song! 
 Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
 And  love  command  my  tongue. 
 
 17  CM.       Watts' Hymns. 
 The  Faithfulness  of  the  Promises. 
 
 1  "DEGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
 -D  And  speak  some  boundless  thing; 
 The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name 
 Of  our  eternal  King. 
 
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 2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 
 
 And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
 Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 
 And  the  performing  God. 
 
 3  Proclaim  salvation  from  the  Lord, 
 
 For  wretched,  dying  men  ; 
 His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word 
 With  an  immortal  pen. 
 
 4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brass, 
 
 The  mighty  promise  shines; 
 Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  rase 
 Those  everlasting  lines. 
 
 5  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong 
 
 As  that  which  built  the  skies  ; 
 The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
 Speaks  all  the  promises. 
 
 6  He  said,  "  Let  the  wide  heaven  be  spread," 
 
 And  heaven  was  stretch'd  abroad  ; 
 "  Abra'm,  I  '11  be  thy  God,"  he  said, 
 And  he  was  Abra'm's  God. 
 
 7  O !  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue, 
 
 But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine  !" 
 Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
 To  notes  almost  divine. 
 
 18  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Universal  Praise  to  God. 
 
 1  T  OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 
 
 JLi  From  distant  worlds  where  creatures 
 
 dwell ; 
 Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
 And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
 
 2  The  Lord  !  how  absolute  he  reigns  ! 
 Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ! 
 
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Part  I.     ADORATION    AND    PRAISE.  19 
 
 Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains, 
 And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 
 
 3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
 An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss; 
 Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
 How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 
 
 4  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 
 Let  the  Creator's  name  be  known : 
 Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
 And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 
 
 5  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
 Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  ; 
 From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
 Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 
 
 19  CM.       Heginbothara. 
 
 Endless  Praise. 
 
 1  "yES  —  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God  1 
 Jl    Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
 
 And  to  eternity  prolong 
 Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 
 
 2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 
 
 The  honours  of  my  God  ; 
 My  life  with  all  its  active  powers, 
 Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
 
 3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song, 
 
 Though  death  will  close  my  eyes: 
 My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
 And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 
 
 4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise 
 
 Their  grateful  tribute  pay : 
 The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
 And  an  eternal  day. 
 
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20,  21  supplication.  Part  I. 
 
 20  L.  M.      Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 
 
 1  T^TERNAL  Power  !  whose  high  abode 
 J_J  Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God ; 
 Infinite  lengths  beyond  the  bounds, 
 Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 
 
 2  Thee,  while  the  brightest  seraph  sings 
 He  veils  his  face  behind  his  wings  ; 
 And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around, 
 Fall  worshipping,  and  spread  the  ground. 
 
 3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
 We  would  adore  our  Maker  too : 
 From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  crv, 
 The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 
 
 4  Earth  from  afar  has  heard  thy  fame, 
 And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name: 
 But  O  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 
 
 Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 
 
 5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  man  below; 
 
 Be  short  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few ; 
 A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
 And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 
 
 SUPPLICATION. 
 
 21  CM.       Montgomery. 
 
 Prayer  described, 
 
 1  "pRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
 X    Utter'd,  or  unexpress'd; 
 The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
 That  trembles  in  the  breast. 
 
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Part  I.  supplication.  22 
 
 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; 
 The  watch-word  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  In  prayer,  on  earth  the  saints  are  one; 
 
 They  're  one  in  word  and  mind, 
 When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
 Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 
 
 7  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 ! 
 
 22  L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Humble  Supplication. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  how  shall  wretched  sinners  dare 
 JU  Look  up  to  thy  divine  abode, 
 
 Or  offer  their  imperfect  prayer 
 Before  a  just  and  holy  God? 
 
 2  Bright  terrors  guard  thine  awful  seat, 
 
 And  dazzling  glories  veil  thy  face ; 
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23  supplication.  Part  I. 
 
 Yet  mercy  calls  us  to  thy  feet ; 
 Thy  throne  is  still  a  throne  of  grace. 
 
 3  Oh !  may  our  souls  thy  grace  adore ; 
 
 May  Jesus  plead  our  humble  claim, 
 While  thy  protection  we  implore, 
 In  his  prevailing,  glorious  name. 
 
 4  Let  past  experience  of  thy  care 
 
 Support  our  hope  —  our  trust  invite  ; 
 Again  attend  our  humble  prayer  ;  — 
 Let  mercy  still  be  thy  delight. 
 
 23  CM.    Wesley—altered. 
 
 Pleading  the  Name  of  Jesus. 
 
 1  T^ATHER,  I.stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
 JO    No  other  help  I  know ; 
 
 If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
 Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 
 
 2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 
 
 Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
 What  pain,  what  labour,  to  secure 
 My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 
 
 3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 
 
 I  now  should  feel  thy  power ; 
 Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
 Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 
 
 4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  1  lift 
 
 My  weary,  longing  eyes: 
 O,  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 
 My  soul  without  it  dies. 
 
 5  Surely  thou  wilt  not  let  me  die  ; 
 
 O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 
 
 And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
 
 Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 
 
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Part  I.  supplication.  24, 25 
 
 6  The  sons  of  sorrow  would  rejoice, 
 Could  they  but  see  thy  face : 
 O,  let  me  hear  thy  quickening  voice, 
 And  taste  thy  pard'nmg  grace. 
 
 24  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 Light  of  God's  countenance. 
 
 1  T  WAIT  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
 A  With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
 My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
 
 Stands  watching  at  thy  gate. 
 
 2  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
 
 Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
 Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
 And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; 
 
 3  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 
 
 And,  more  intent  than  they, 
 Meets  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
 And  finds  a  brighter  day. 
 
 4  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust, 
 
 Let  Israel  seek  his  face  ; 
 The  Lord  is  good,  as  well  as  just, 
 And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 
 
 5  There 's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 
 
 For  sinners  long  enslav'd  ; 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son, 
 
 Ami  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 
 
 25  7s.  Hammond. 
 
 A  Blessi?ig  humbly  requested. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
 J-i  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
 O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
 Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 
 
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26  supplication.  Part  I. 
 
 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  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find, 
 Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind ; 
 Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
 Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 
 
 26  L.  M. 
 
 For  protection  and  guidance. 
 
 1  /~\  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
 \J  The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light ; 
 Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
 O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  1 
 
 2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray. 
 
 Be  thou  my  Light,  be  thou  my  Way ; 
 
 No  foes,  nor  violence  I  fear, 
 
 Nor  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 
 
 3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
 When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe ; 
 Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 
 
 And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 
 
 4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
 Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee: 
 O  let  thy  hand  supp'ort  me  still, 
 And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill! 
 
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Part  I.  supplication.  27, 28 
 
 27  C.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 The  Bequest. 
 
 1  TT'ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
 _F    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
 Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 
 Let  this  petition  rise: 
 
 2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
 
 "  From  every  murmur  free  ; 
 "  The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
 "And  make  me  live  to  thee : 
 
 3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 
 
 "My  life  and  death  attend; 
 "  Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
 "  And  crown  my  journey's  end." 
 
 28  C.  M. 
 
 Jacob  travelling.     Gen.  28. 
 
 1  ^"1  OD  of  our  fathers !  by  whose  hand 
 VJT  Thy  people  still  are  blest, 
 
 Be  with  us  through  our  pilgrimage, 
 Conduct  us  to  our  rest. 
 
 2  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 
 
 Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
 Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
 And  raiment  fit  provide. 
 
 3  Oh  spread  thy  sheltering  wings  around, 
 
 Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
 And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
 Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 
 
 4  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 
 
 Our  humble  prayers  implore ; 
 And  thou,  the  Lord,  shalt  be  our  God, 
 And  portion  evermore. 
 
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29,  30  creation  and  Part  I. 
 
 29  L.M. 
 
 To  the  Holy  Trinity. 
 i  ATHER  of  heaven !  whose  love  profound 
 
 >p 
 
 A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, 
 Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ;  ■ 
 To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 
 
 2  Almighty  Son  !  incarnate  Word  I 
 Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord  ! 
 Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
 To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 
 
 3  Eternal  Spirit  1  by  whose  breath 
 The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
 Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
 To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 
 
 4  Jehovah!  Father,  Spirit,  Son! 
 Mysterious  Godhead!  Three  in  One  ! 
 Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
 Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend  ! 
 
 CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 
 
 30  C.  M.     Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 God's  wonders  in  Creation. 
 
 1  T7TERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
 Hi  Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing ; 
 
 With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
 And  heaven's  high  palace  ring. 
 
 2  Thy  hand  —  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  I 
 
 How  glorious  to  behold ! 
 Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
 And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 
 
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Part  I.  PROVIDENCE.  31 
 
 3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
 
 And  strikes  the  gazing  sight, 
 Through  skies,  and  seas,  "and  solid  ground, 
 With  terror  and  delight. 
 
 4  Almighty  power,  and  equal  skill 
 
 Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad; 
 Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
 And  speak  the  builder — God. 
 
 5  But  still,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
 
 Our  warmer  passions  move  ; 
 Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 
 And  we  adore  his  love. 
 
 31  L.  M.     Tate  &  Brady. 
 
 Praise  to  the  Creator. 
 
 1  TTTITH  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth, 
 
 VV    To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 
 Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirth, 
 And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 
 
 2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 
 
 From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed ; 
 We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
 The  flock  which  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 
 
 3  Oh  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 
 
 Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
 And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
 And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 
 
 4  For  he 's  the  Lord  —  supremely  good, 
 
 His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure ; 
 His  truth  which  always  firmly  stood, 
 To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 
 
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32,  33  creation  and  Part  I. 
 
 32  CM.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Creation,  Providence,  and  Grace. 
 
 1  /~1  IVE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
 VJT  His  mercies  still  endure  ; 
 
 And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd, 
 His  truth  is  ever  sure. 
 
 2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done  ! 
 
 How  mighty  is  his  hand! 
 Heaven,  earth,  and  sea  he  fram'd  alone: 
 How  wide  is  his  command! 
 
 3  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  light : 
 
 How  bright  his  counsels  shine! 
 The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night! 
 His  works  are  all  divine. 
 
 4  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin; 
 
 He  felt  his  pity  move; 
 How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in ; 
 How  boundless  was  his  love! 
 
 5  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  woe  ; 
 
 His  goodness  never  fails; 
 From  death,  and  hell,  and  every  foe ; 
 And  still  his  grace  prevails ! 
 
 6  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heavenly  King; 
 
 His  mercies  still  endure  ; 
 Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
 His  truth  is  ever  sure. 
 
 33  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Darkness  of  Providence. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
 ±J  The  obscure  abyss  of  providence, 
 Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
 Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 
 
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Part  I.  providence.  34 
 
 2  Now  thou  array'st  thine  awful  face 
 In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile; 
 
 We  through  the  cloud  believe  thy  grace, 
 Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 
 
 3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 
 We  sail  by  faith  and  not  by  sight ; 
 Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness 
 Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 
 
 4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
 Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
 Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God, 
 
 Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 
 
 34  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 God's  Goodness  to  the  Children  of  Men. 
 
 Ps.  cvii.  31. 
 
 1  T7"E  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
 
 J.  The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord; 
 And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
 Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 
 
 2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
 Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
 Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll ; 
 And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 3  Sing,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd  — 
 Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruit  and  shade  ; 
 View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
 And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns. 
 
 4  But,  Oh  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
 Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  i     . 
 God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array'd, 
 
 For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 
 
 5  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar ! 
 There,  in  the  land  of  praise,  adore ; 
 
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35,  36  creation  and  Part  I. 
 
 The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay  — 
 Demands  an  everlasting  day. 
 
 35  C.  M.  Beddome. 
 
 Mysleries  to  be  explained  hereafter. 
 John  xiii.  7. 
 
 1  /~i  RE  AT  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways 
 VT  Are  hid  from  mortal  sight ; 
 Wrapt  in  impenetrable  shades, 
 
 Or  clothed  with  dazzling  light. 
 
 2  The  wondrous  methods  of  thy  grace 
 
 Evade  the  human  eye ; 
 The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
 The  farther  off  they  fly. 
 
 3  But  in  the  world  of  bliss  above 
 
 Where  thou  dost  ever  reign, 
 These  mysteries  shall  be  all  unveil'd, 
 And  not  a  doubt  remain. 
 
 4  The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  there 
 
 His  brightest  beams  display, 
 And  not  a  hovering  cloud  obscure 
 That  never-ending  day. 
 
 36  CM.  Cowper. 
 
 Light  shining  out  of  Darkness. 
 
 1  r^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
 vl  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. 
 
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 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  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
 
 And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
 God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
 And  he  will  make  it  plain. 
 
 37  CM.  Addison. 
 
 The  Traveller's  Psalm. 
 
 OW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  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  unhurt, 
 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. 
 
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38,  39  creation,  &c.  Part  I. 
 
 5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 
 Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore  ; 
 We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
 And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
 
 38  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 The  Mariner's  Psalm. 
 
 1  rpHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
 A.    Thy  wonders  in  the  sea, 
 
 The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
 Who  tempt  the  dangerous  way. 
 
 2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 
 
 And  swell  the  tovv'ring  waves  ; 
 The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies, 
 And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 
 
 3  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
 
 He  hears  their  loud  request, 
 And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 
 And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 
 
 4  'T  is  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land  ; 
 
 Let  stupid  mortals  know 
 That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
 And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
 
 5  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 
 
 The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
 And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways. 
 Thy  woudrous  love  record. 
 
 39  C.  M.  Fawcett. 
 Imperfect  Knowledge. 
 
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 HY  way,  O  God!  is  in  the  sea, 
 Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace  ; 
 
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 Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
 Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 
 
 2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 
 
 My  captive  soul  surround, 
 Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
 My  wondering  thoughts  confound. 
 
 3  When  I  behold  thy  awful  hand 
 
 My  earthly  hopes  destroy;  — 
 In  deep  astonishment  I  stand, 
 And  ask  the  reason,  why? 
 
 4  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 
 
 The  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 
 How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
 Or  of  the  joys  above! 
 
 5  'T  is  hut  in  part  I  know  thy  will ; 
 
 I  bless  thee  for  the  sight: 
 When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
 In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 
 
 6  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 
 
 Thy  providence  and  grace ; 
 And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
 In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
 
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 40  .  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 The  Books  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture 
 
 compared. 
 1  HHHE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
 J.    In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
 But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
 We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 
 
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41  THE   HOLY   SCRIPTURES.      Part  I. 
 
 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  touch'd  and  glanc'd  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. 
 
 6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
 In  souls  renew'd,  and  sins  forgiven  : 
 Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
 And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 
 
 41  CM.  Cowper. 
 
 The  Light  and  Glory  of  God" s  "Word. 
 
 1  "TT7HAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  1 
 
 VV     Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
 
 It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
 
 It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 
 
 2  His  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, 
 
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 As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
 With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 
 
 4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
 The  paths  of  truth  and  love  ; 
 Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 
 In  brighter  worlds  above. 
 
 42  P.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Precious  Bible. 
 
 1  T3RECIOUS  Bible !  —  what  a  treasure 
 JL    Does  the  word  of  God  afford ! 
 
 All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 
 
 Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword ; 
 Let  the  world  account  me  poor, 
 Having  this  I  need  no  more. 
 
 2  Food  to  which  the  world 's  a  stranger, 
 
 Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys; 
 Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 
 
 Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys ; 
 On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed, 
 He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 
 
 3  When  my  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 
 
 Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
 Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 
 
 Healing  med'cines  here  I  find ; 
 To  the  promises  I  flee, 
 Each  affords  a  remedy. 
 
 4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 
 
 Satan  cannot  make  me  yield ; 
 For  the  word  of  consolation 
 
 Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield  : 
 While  the  scripture-truths  are  sure, 
 From  his  malice  I  'm  secure. 
 
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 Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  me, 
 When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword  ; 
 
 Then  with  ease  I  drive  him  from  me ; 
 Satan  trembles  at  the  word : 
 
 'Tis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
 
 Keen  the  edge,  and  strong  the  blade. 
 
 6  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 
 
 Doting  on  his  golden  store  ? 
 Sure  I  am,  or  should  be  wiser, 
 
 1  am  rich  —  'tis  he  is  poor: 
 Jesus  gives  me,  in  his  word, 
 Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 
 
 43  C.  M. 
 
 The  Guiding  Star. 
 
 1  T>RIGHT  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 
 JD  With  mild  benignant  ray. 
 
 The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 
 Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 
 
 2  But  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light, 
 
 Now  points  to  his  abode; 
 It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
 To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 
 
 3  O  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 
 
 The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
 Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
 The  Christian's  destined  way. 
 
 4  O  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 
 
 While  light  and  grace  are  given, 
 
 Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
 
 Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 
 
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 44  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Power  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 1  npHIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
 JL   Sent  to  the  nations  from  above; 
 Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
 What  his  Almighty  grace  can  do. 
 
 2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
 To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind ; 
 
 This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
 Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 
 
 3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive ; 
 Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live; 
 Dry  bones  are  raised  and  cloth'd  afresh; 
 And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 
 
 4  Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night, 
 The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light, 
 Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
 And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls. 
 
 5  Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
 Put  on  the  nature  of  the  Lamb; 
 While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange, 
 Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change. 
 
 6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
 Let  sinners  gaze,  and  hate  me  too; 
 The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
 A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 
 
 45  CM.  Beddorae. 
 
 The  refreshing  Word, 
 
 1  T\EAR  Lord,  thy  word  of  truth  affords 
 U  A  balm  for  every  wound ; 
 
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46  the  holy  scriptures.    Part  I. 
 
 Hence  all  our  hopes  of  bliss  arise, 
 And  here  our  peace  is  found. 
 
 2  The  tree  of  life,  beneath  whose  shade 
 
 The  weary  pilgrim  sits; 
 And  there  regaling  on  its  fruits, 
 With  sweet  refreshment  meets. 
 
 3  The  sure  foundation  of  our  faith, 
 
 And  source  of  all  our  joy, 
 May  it  our  warmest  thoughts  engage, 
 Our  inmost  souls  employ. 
 
 4  But  not  on  us  alone  bestow, 
 
 These  records  of  thy  love, 
 Let  distant  lands  thy  truth  receive, 
 And  all  its  blessings  prove. 
 
 46  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 The  excellency  and  sufficiency  of  the  Holy 
 Scriptures. 
 
 1  T7»  ATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
 J.    What  endless  glory  shines  1 
 For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
 
 For  these  celestial  lines. 
 
 2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
 
 Exhaustless  riches  find; 
 Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
 And  lasting  as  the  mind. 
 
 3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
 
 And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
 Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
 Invite  the  longing  taste. 
 
 4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
 
 Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
 
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 And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
 Attend  the  blissful  sound. 
 
 5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
 
 My  ever  dear  delight; 
 And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
 And  still  increasing  light. 
 
 6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord ! 
 
 Be  thou  for  ever  near : 
 Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
 And  view  my  Saviour  there1. 
 
 47  CM.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Hely  Scriptures. 
 
 1  T  ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
 JLi  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord ; 
 
 And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears 
 But  in  thy  holy  word. 
 
 2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  graee 
 
 Does  all  my  grief  assuage; 
 Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
 Almost  in  every  page. 
 
 3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
 
 The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
 That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
 Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 
 
 4  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 
 
 To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin', 
 Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
 Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 
 
 5  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife 
 
 Where  wit  and  reason  fail; 
 My  guide  to  everlasting  life 
 Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 
 
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 6  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
 My  roving  feet  command; 
 Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
 That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
 
 48  L.  M.  Beddome. 
 
 The  Gospel  of  Christ. 
 
 1  pOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
 
 "  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
 'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
 And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 
 
 2  Here,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame, 
 May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name  ; 
 'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
 Severely  just,  immensely  good. 
 
 3  Here,  Jesus  in  ten  thousand  ways 
 His  soul-attracting  charms  displays, 
 Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
 And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 
 
 4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 
 
 To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
 Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
 It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 
 
 5  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
 And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  : 
 It  brings  a  better  world  in  view. 
 And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 
 
 6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
 Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
 Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
 And  be  my  chosen  heritage! 
 
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 49  CM.    Rippon's  Selec. 
 Value  of  the  inspired  Volume. 
 
 1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
 JjL  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. 
 
 50  S.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Law  and  Gospel. 
 
 1  THHE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
 _L   And  keeps  the  world  in  awe ; 
 Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
 
 Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 
 
 2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
 
 And  smiling  from  above 
 Sends  down  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 
 Th'  epistles  of  his  love. 
 
 3  These  sacred  words  impart 
 
 Our  Maker's  just  commands; 
 
 The  pity  of  his  melting  heart. 
 
 And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 
 
 4  We  read  the  heavenly  word, 
 
 W&  take  the  offer'd  grace, 
 
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 Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
 And  trust  his  promises. 
 
 5  In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 
 Against  a  book  divine  ; 
 Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page. 
 Where  beams  of  mercy  shine. 
 
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 Praise  for  the  Divine  Promises. 
 
 1  T>RAISE  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
 JL     Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word, 
 And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
 
 He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 
 
 2  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
 Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live; 
 Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
 
 Who  spoke  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 
 
 3  Each  of  them  powerful  as  that  sound 
 That  bid  the  new-made  heav'ns  go  round  ; 
 And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles 
 
 On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls. 
 
 4  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
 Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes? 
 Slowly,  alas  !  our  mind  receives 
 
 The  comforts  which  our  Maker  gives. 
 
 5  O,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 
 
 To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith  ! 
 To  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
 And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 
 
 6  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
 And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 
 Our  steady  souls  should  fear  no  more 
 Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 
 
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Part  I.  the  fall,  &c.  52,  53 
 
 THE  FALL  AND  REDEMPTION. 
 
 52  L.  M.  Watts. 
 The  Fall  and  Redemption. 
 
 1  A  DAM  our  Father  and  our  head 
 
 J\  Transgress'd,    and  justice  doom'd  us 
 
 dead; 
 The  fiery  law  speaks  all  despair  ; 
 There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 
 
 2  But,  O!  unutterable  grace, 
 
 The  Son  of  God  takes  Adam's  place, 
 Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
 Stretches  his  arms  and  bleeds  and  dies. 
 
 3  Justice  was  pleas'd  to  bruise  the  God, 
 And  pay  its  wrongs  with  heavenly  blood  : 
 What  unknown  racks  and  pangs  he  bore  1 
 Then  rose ;  the  law  could  ask  no  more. 
 
 4  Amazing  work!  look  down,  ye  skies, 
 Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes! 
 Ye  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
 All  bow  to  this  mysterious  love. 
 
 53  L.  M.    Watts'  Psalms. 
 Adam  and  Christ. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first, 
 .Li  Adam  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 
 
 That  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  his  race 
 But  just  below  an  angel's  place. 
 
 2  But  O,  what  brighter  glories  wait 
 To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state  ! 
 What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
 Who  condescended  to  be  born  ! 
 
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54  THE   FALL    AND  Part  I. 
 
 3  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
 See  him  in  dust  amongst  the  dead, 
 To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from'  sin  ; 
 But  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 
 
 4  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
 The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
 New-made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
 At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 
 
 54  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Lamentation  and  Prayer  for  Man  s  lost 
 condition. 
 
 1  \  RISE,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise, 
 A  To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes  ; 
 And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
 Those  evils  Which  thou  canst  not  heal. 
 
 2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  ; 
 See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
 The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son  ; 
 The  world  abused  ;  the  soul  undone. 
 
 3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
 Closing  in  everlasting  night; 
 
 In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
 Through  briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 
 
 4  My  God  !  I  feel  the  mournful  scene ; 
 My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
 And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 
 
 And  snatch  the  fire-brands  from  the  flame. 
 
 5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
 And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves; 
 Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ. 
 
 And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 
 
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Part  I.  REDEMPTION.  55 
 
 55  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Praise  for  Redeeming  Love. 
 
 PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
 We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
 Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
 Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 
 
 2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  grace 
 
 Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
 He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 
 He  ran  to  our  relief. 
 
 3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 
 
 With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
 Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
 And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 
 
 4  He  spoil'd  the  powers  of  darkness  thus, 
 
 And  broke  our  iron  chains  ; 
 Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls 
 From  everlasting  pains. 
 
 5  O  !  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
 
 Their  lasting  silence  break, 
 And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
 The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
 
 6  Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 
 
 O,  set  our  souls  on  flame ! 
 Hosanna  round  the  spacious  earth 
 To  thine  adored  name  ! 
 
 7  Angels,  assist  our  mi?hty  joys, 
 
 Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
 But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
 His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
 
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56, 57  the  fall  and  Part  I. 
 
 56  S.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Love  and  Mercy  of  God. 
 
 1  T)  AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
 Jiv  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  bid  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  fill'd  the  throne, 
 
 And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
 When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
 To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
 
 5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
 
 Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 
 
 Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
 
 And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 
 
 6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
 
 We  lay  an  humble  claim 
 To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
 And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 
 
 57  CM.  Stennett. 
 The  glorious  Gospel  of  the  blessed  God. 
 
 1  Tim.  i.  11. 
 1  TT7HAT  wisdom,  majesty,  and  grace, 
 VV    Through  all  the  gospel  shine  ! 
 'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
 The  doctrine  most  divine. 
 
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Part  L  REDEMPTION.  58 
 
 2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high, 
 
 The  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 
 Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
 And  feeble  .flesh  assumes. 
 
 3  The  mighty  debt,  that  sinners  ow'd, 
 
 Upon  the  cross  he  pays ; 
 Then  thro'  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
 'Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 
 
 4  There  he  our  great  High-Priest  appears 
 
 Before  his  Father's  throne; 
 
 Mingles  his  merits  with  our  tears, 
 
 And  pours  salvation  down. 
 
 5  Great  God,  with  rev'rence  we  adore 
 
 Thy  justice  and  thy  grace  : 
 And  on  thy  faithfulness  and  pow'r 
 Our  firm  dependence  place. 
 
 58  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Redemption,  and  Protection  from  Spirit- 
 ual Enemies. 
 
 1  \  RISE  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
 A  And  triumph  in  my  God ; 
 Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
 
 His  glorious  grace  abroad. 
 
 2  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 
 
 The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
 And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure 
 Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 
 
 3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 
 Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 
 
 And  on  the  Rock  of  Ages  set 
 My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 
 
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59  THE   FALL   AND  Part  I. 
 
 4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 
 
 Is  wall'd  around  with  grace, 
 Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
 To  shield  the  sacred  place. 
 
 5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 
 
 And  all  his  legions  roar; 
 Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
 And  bounds  his  raging  power. 
 
 6  Arise,  my  soul :  awake,  my  voice, 
 
 And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing; 
 Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
 My  Saviour  and  my  King. 
 
 59  S.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 State  of  Nature  of  Grace. 
 
 1  TTOW  heavy  is  the  night 
 XI  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  array'd, 
 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  fatal  chain. 
 
 5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 
 
 To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
 
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Part  I.  REDEMPTION.  60,  61 
 
 Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
 And  thine  atoning  blood. 
 
 60  L.  M.        Mrs.  Steele. 
 Christ  the  Physician  of  the  soul. 
 
 1  TVEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made; 
 ±J  Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 
 
 In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid ; 
 The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 
 
 2  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found? 
 
 And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
 To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
 Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 
 
 3  There  is  a  great  physician  near ; 
 
 Look  up,  my  fainting  soul,  and  live  1 
 See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
 Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 
 
 4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
 
 Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow  I 
 'Tis  only  that  dear  sacred  flood 
 Can  ease  thy  pain  — and  heal  thy  woe. 
 
 5  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  poison'd  dart, 
 
 For  here  a  sov'reign  cure  is  found  ; 
 A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 
 A  healing  balm  for  every  wound. 
 
 61  S.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Christ's  Humiliation  and  Reward. 
 
 1  T  IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
 ±J  And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
 Each  wandering  in  a  different  way ; 
 But  all  the  downward  road. 
 
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62  the  fall,  &c.  Part  I. 
 
 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  sustain 'd  the  stroke  ! 
 His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
 A  ransom  for  the  flock. 
 
 4  His  honour  and  his  breath 
 
 Were  taken  both  away ; 
 Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
 And  made  as  vile  as  they. 
 
 5  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 
 
 O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
 And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed 
 To  recompense  his  pain. 
 
 6  "  I'll  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 
 
 "  A  portion  with  the  strong; 
 
 "  He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
 
 "  And  hold  his  honours  long." 
 
 62  CM.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Brazen  Serpent ;  or,  Looking  to  Jesus. 
 
 1  QO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 
 O  The  brazen  serpent  high ; 
 
 •  The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
 The  camp  forbore  to  die. 
 
 2  "  Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 
 
 "  And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  ; 
 
 But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
 
 When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 
 
 3  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung  ; 
 
 High  in  the  heavens  he  rejgus  : 
 
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Part  I.         SAINTS   AND   SINNERS.         63,  64 
 
 Here  sinners,  by  the  old  serpent  stung, 
 Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 
 4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
 A  dying  world  revives; 
 The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
 The  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
 
 SAINTS   AND    SINNERS. 
 
 63  L.  M.    Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Few  saved  ;  or,  the  Almost  Christian,  the 
 Hypocrite,  and  Apostate. 
 
 1  T>ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads' to  death, 
 -D  And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
 But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
 With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
 
 2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
 Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
 Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
 If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 
 
 3  The  fearful  soul  that  tiros  and  faints, 
 And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
 Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a«aint, 
 
 And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 
 
 4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 
 Create  my  heart  entirely  new ; 
 Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
 Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 
 
 64  CM.    Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Justification  by  Faith,  not  by  Works. 
 
 AIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
 On  their  own  works  have  built  ; 
 
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 V 
 
65  saints  and  sinners.       Part  I. 
 
 Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
 And  all  their  actions  guilt. 
 
 2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 
 
 Without  a  murmuring  word, 
 And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
 Guilty  before  the  Lord. 
 
 3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 
 
 To  justify  us  now, 
 Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
 Is  all  the  law  can  do. 
 
 4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace ! 
 
 When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
 
 Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 
 
 That  makes  the  sinner  just. 
 
 65  S.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Balaam's  wish. 
 
 1  TTOW  blest  the  righteous  are, 
 JlL  When  they  resign  their  breath  1 
 No  wonder  Balaam  vvish'd  to  share 
 
 In  such  a  happy  death. 
 
 2  Oh,  let  me  die,  said  he, 
 
 The  death  the  righteous  do ; 
 When  life  is  ended,  let  me  be 
 Found  with  the  faithful  few. 
 
 3  The  force  of  truth  how  great, 
 
 When  enemies  confess. 
 None  but  the  righteous  whom  they  hate 
 A  solid  hope  possess ! 
 
 4  But  Balaam's  wish  was  vain, 
 
 His  heart  was  insincere; 
 He  thirsted  for  unrighteous  gain, 
 And  sought  a  portion  here. 
 
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 Part  I.         SAINTS   AND   SINNERS.  66 
 
 5  May  we,  O  Lord,  Most  High! 
 Warning  from  hence  receive ; 
 If  like  the  righteous  we  would  die, 
 To  choose  the  life  they  live. 
 
 66  L.  M.  6  Is.    Newton ;  alt'd. 
 
 Wheat  and  Tares,  or  Last  Harvest. 
 
 HIS  is  the  field  —  the  world  below, 
 Where  wheat  and  tares  together  grow ; 
 Where  oft  we  see,  in  mingled  band, 
 Sinners  and  saints  together  stand ; 
 But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
 And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 
 
 2  We  seem  as  one,  when  thus  we  meet, 
 And  bow  before  the  mercy  seat ; 
 
 But  to  the  Lord's  all-searching  eyes, 
 Each  heart  appears  without  disguise  ; 
 And  soon  the  reaping  time,  &c. 
 
 3  To  love  my  sins  —  a  saint  t'  appear, 
 To  grow  with  wheat,  and  be  a  tare, 
 May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
 Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow; 
 
 But  soon  the  reaping  time,  &c. 
 
 4  Most  awful  truth,  and  is  it  so ! 
 Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 
 Is  every  one  a  wheat  or  tare  ?  — 
 
 Me  for  the  harvest  Lord  prepare : 
 For  soon  the  reaping  time,  &c. 
 
 5  Then  all  who  truly  righteous  are, 
 Shall  in  their  Father's  kingdom  share ; 
 But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound. 
 And  cast  in  hell  — O  !  doleful  sound! 
 
 And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
 And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 
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67, 68       saints  and  sinners.      Part  I. 
 
 67  S.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Folly  of  envying  the  Prosperity  of  Sin 
 
 ners. 
 
 1  QUB.E  there 's  a  righteous  God, 
 
 0  Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 
 
 Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
 And  men  of  grace  complain. 
 
 2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
 
 And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
 While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 
 In  robes  of  honour  shine. 
 
 3  The  tumult  of  my  thought 
 
 Held  me  in  hard  suspense 
 Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought 
 To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 
 
 4  Thy  word  with  light  and  power 
 
 Does  my  mistake  amend; 
 
 1  view'd  the  sinner's  life  before, 
 But  here  I  learn  his  end. 
 
 5  On  what  a  slippery  steep 
 
 The  thoughtless  wretches  go ! 
 
 And  oh!  that  dreadful,  fiery  deep 
 
 That  waits  their  fall  below! 
 
 6  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 
 
 My  thoughts  no  more  repine ; 
 
 I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 
 
 And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 
 
 68  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Faith  and  Repentance,  Unbelief  and  Im- 
 penitence. 
 
 1  T  IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  given 
 J_i  To  souls  that  mourn  the  sins  they  *ve 
 done ; 
 
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Part  I.        SAINTS   AND   SINNERS.  69 
 
 Children  of  wrath  made  heirs  of  heaven, 
 By  faith  in  God's  beloved  Son. 
 
 2  Woe  to  the  wretch  that  never  felt 
 The  inward  pangs  of  pious  grief, 
 But  adds  to  all  his  crying  guilt 
 The  stubborn  sin  of  unbelief! 
 
 3  The  law  condemns  the  rebel  dead, 
 Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  lies ; 
 
 He  seals  the  curse  on  his  own  head, 
 And  with  a  double  vengeance  dies. 
 
 69  C.  M.     Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 Sanctification  and  Pardon. 
 
 1  TT7HERE  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  heads? 
 
 VV    Can  rocks  or  mountains  save? 
 Or  shall  we  wrap  us  in  the  shades 
 Of  midnight  and  the  grave  ? 
 
 2  Is  there  no  shelter  from  the  eye 
 
 Of  a  revenging  God? 
 Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly ; 
 Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 
 
 3  Those  guardian  drops  our  souls  secure, 
 
 And  wash  away  our  sin ; 
 Eternal  justice  frowns  no  more, 
 And  conscience  smiles  within. 
 
 4  We  bless  that  wondrous  purple  stream, 
 
 That  cleanses  every  stain ; 
 Yet  are  our  souls  but  half  redeem'd, 
 If  sin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 
 
 5  Lord,  blast  his  empire  with  thy  breath  ! 
 
 That  cursed  throne  must  fall ; 
 Ye  flattering  plagues  that  work  our  death, 
 Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 
 
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70,  71       saints  and  sinners.      Part  I. 
 
 70  CM.    Watts'  Hymns. 
 Prosperity  without  God. 
 
 1  TVTO,  T  shall  envy  them  no  more 
 L\  Who  grow  profanely  great, 
 Though  they  increase  their  golden  store, 
 
 And  rise  to  wonderous  height. 
 
 2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
 
 Upon  this  earthly  clod, 
 Well  they  may  search  the  creature  through, 
 For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 
 
 3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
 
 And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 
 But  death  comes  hastening  on  to  you 
 To  mow  your  glory  down. 
 
 4  Yes,  you  must  bow  your  stately  head, 
 
 Away  your  spirit  flies, 
 And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed 
 To  bear  it  to  the  skies. 
 
 5  Go  now  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 
 
 And  tell  how  bright  they  shine ; 
 Your  heaps  of  glittering  dust  are  your's, 
 And  my  Redeemer's  mine. 
 
 71  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 The  Prosperity  of  Sinners  cursed. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
 ±J  To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
 To  see  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
 
 In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  shine  1 
 
 2  But  oh  1  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  I 
 Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so: 
 
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Part  I.        SAINTS   AND   SINNERS.         72,  73 
 
 On  slippery  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
 And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 
 
 3  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
 Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ; 
 Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 
 
 Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
 
 4  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine, 
 Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood  ; 
 Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
 My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 
 
 72  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 Christ,  or  Wisdom,  obeyed  or  resisted. 
 
 1  rpHUS  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
 
 J-    "  Bless'd  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word, 
 *'  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
 "  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 
 
 2  "  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
 "  Immortal  wealth  and  heavenly  gain 
 "  Immortal  life  is  his  reward  — 
 
 "  Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 
 
 3  "  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
 "  Does  his  own  soul  an  injury  ; 
 "Fools,  that  against  my  grace  rebel, 
 
 41  Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell." 
 
 73  CM.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  different  Success  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 1  /CHRIST  and  his  cross  is  all  oar  theme  ; 
 KJ  The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
 Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
 And  folly  to  the  Greek. 
 
 (69) 
 
74  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 2  But  souls  enlighten'd  from  above 
 
 With  joy  receive  the  word; 
 They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
 Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 
 
 3  The  vital  savour  of  his  name 
 
 Restores  their  fainting  breath: 
 But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
 To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 
 
 4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 
 
 Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
 
 In  vain  A  polios  sows  the  ground, 
 
 And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
 
 AWAKENING  AND  INVITING. 
 
 74  S.  M.  D wight. 
 
 The  Last  Account. 
 
 1  T  SAW,  beyond  the  tomb, 
 JL  The  awful  Judge  appear ! 
 Prepared  to  scan,  with  strict  account, 
 
 The  blessings  wasted  here. 
 
 2  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 
 
 In  hell  for  ever  burns; 
 And,  from  that  hopeless  world  of  woe, 
 No  fugitive  returns. 
 
 3  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 
 
 While  yet  'tis  called  to-day; 
 Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
 Command  your  souls  away. 
 
 4  Soon  will  the  harvest  close  — 
 
 The  summer  soon  be  o'er  — 
 And  soon,  your  injur'd,  angry  God 
 Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 
 
 (70) 
 
Part  I.  and  inviting.  75,  76 
 
 75  L.  M.  Hyde. 
 My  Spirit  shall  not  always  strive. 
 
 Gen.  vi.  3. 
 
 1  O  AY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
 O  Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul, 
 Urg'd  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  warn'd  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flee  ? 
 
 3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heav'nly  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  may'st  not  always  slight. 
 And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 
 
 5  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 
 
 With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man  ; 
 Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
 May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 
 
 76  7s. 
 
 "  Where  shall  the  Sinner  appear.1' 
 
 1  TTTHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 
 
 VV    When    the   death-shades    o'er    thee 
 
 spread, 
 Thou  hast  finish'd  earth's  career, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  7  ' 
 
 2  When  the  world  has  pass'd  away, 
 When  dra^vs  near  the  judgment  day, 
 
 (71) 
 
77  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 
 
 3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
 Clothed  in  majesty  and  might ; 
 When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 
 
 4  Sinner,  what  shall  soothe  thy  heart, 
 When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part  ? 
 When  the  good  with  joy  are  crown'd, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 
 
 5  When  those  dreadful  scenes  shall  end, 
 When  the  saints  to  heaven  ascend, 
 When  their  songs  shall  strike  thy  ear, 
 Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 
 
 6  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
 Sinner,  to  thy  Saviour  fly; 
 Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer, 
 Thou  in  heaven  shall  then  appear. 
 
 77  S.  M.j  Doddridge. 
 
 The  Final  Doom. 
 
 >A 
 
 ND  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  heav'n  before  his  face 
 Astonish'd  shrink  away  ? 
 
 3  But,  ere  the  trumpet,  shakes 
 
 The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
 Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 
 What  joyful  tidings  spread  I 
 
 (72) 
 
Part  I.  and  inviting.  78,  79 
 
 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  blessing  on  your  head. 
 
 78  L.  M.  D  wight. 
 Warning. 
 
 1  TT7HILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
 
 VV    Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 
 But  soon,  ah!  soon,  approaching  night 
 Shall  blot  out  ev'ry  hope  of  heav'n. 
 
 2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day 
 How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
 "  Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
 "  While  yet  a  pard'ning  God  is  found. 
 
 3  "  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
 "  Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
 "  Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
 
 "  And  none  be  found  to  hear,  or  save. 
 
 4  "  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 
 
 "  No  gospel's  heav'nly  light  shall  rise  ; 
 "  No  God  regard  your  bitter  pray'r, 
 "Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 
 
 79  CM.  Fawcett 
 Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  ways. 
 
 JINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
 
 1S) 
 
 His  mercy  speaks  to-day 
 
 (73) 
 
80  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
 From  sin's  destructive  way. 
 
 2  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
 
 Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
 In  pain  you  travail  all  your  days, 
 To  reap  immortal  woe! 
 
 3  But  he,  who  turns  to  God,  shall  live, 
 
 Through  his  abounding  grace  : 
 His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
 Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 
 
 4  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
 
 Renouncing  every  sin; 
 Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
 And  learn  his  will  divine. 
 
 5  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts  I 
 
 He  pardons  like  a  God ! 
 He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults 
 Through  our  Redeemer's  blood. 
 
 80  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 To-day.    Heb.  iv.  7. 
 
 1  TTASTE1V,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise, 
 
 JlL  And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
 The  longer  wisdom  you  despise 
 The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 
 
 2  Oh,  hasten,  mercy  to  implore, 
 
 And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
 For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
 Before  this  evening's  course  be  run. 
 
 3  Hasten,  O  sinner,  to  return, 
 
 And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
 For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
 Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 
 
 (74) 
 
Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  81,  82 
 
 4  Hasten,  O  sinner,  to  be  blest, 
 
 And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
 For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest, 
 Before  the  morrow  is  begun. 
 
 81  CM.  Medley. 
 Whosoever  will,  let  him  come. 
 
 1  f~\  WHAT  amazing  words  of  graee 
 \J  Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
 Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
 
 Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 
 
 2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 
 
 Are  freely  welcome  here  ; 
 
 Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
 
 Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 
 
 3  Come  then  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 
 
 Your  every  burden  bring  ! 
 Here  love  —  unchanging  love  abounds, 
 A  deep  celestial  spring. 
 
 4  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
 
 Have  here  found  life  and  peace  ; 
 Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
 And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 
 
 82  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Life  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hope. 
 
 1  T  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
 JLi  The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
 And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
 The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 
 
 2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
 To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven  ; 
 
 (75) 
 
83  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
 Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 
 
 3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
 But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
 Their  mem'ry  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
 Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 
 
 4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  lost, 
 Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust: 
 
 They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
 Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 
 
 5  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
 My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue  ; 
 Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
 Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 
 
 6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
 In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  haste  ; 
 But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair 
 Reign  in  perpetual  silence  there. 
 
 83  C.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Praying  for  Sinners. 
 
 1  TESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
 «J    Display  thy  saving  power : 
 Thy  mercy  let  these  outcasts  find, 
 
 And  know  their  gracious  hour. 
 
 2  O  would'st  thou  cast  a  pitying  look. 
 
 All  goodness  as  thou  art, 
 (Like  that  which  faithless  Peter's  broke,) 
 On  each  obdurate  heart ! 
 
 3  Open  their  eyes  thy  cross  to  see, 
 
 Their  ears  to  hear  thy  cries  ; 
 Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee, 
 For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 
 
 (76) 
 
Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  84 
 
 4  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  stands, 
 
 His  rebels  to  receive, 
 And  shows  his  wounds    and  spreads  hi  3 
 hands, 
 And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 
 
 5  Turn,  and  your  sins  of  deepest  dye 
 
 He  will  with  blood  efface: 
 E'en  now  he  waits  the  blood  t'  apply; 
 Be  sav'd,  be  sav'd  by  grace ! 
 
 84  P.  M.  Hart. 
 
 Sinners  freely  invited. 
 
 1  jplOME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
 \J  Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
 Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
 
 Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r: 
 He  is  able, 
 He  is  willing  ;  —  doubt  no  more. 
 
 2  Ho  !  ye  thirsty,  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, 
 
 Js  —  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
 This  he  gives  you  ; 
 'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
 
 4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 
 
 Lost  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall: 
 If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 
 You  will  never  come  at  all : 
 Not  the  righteous. 
 Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
 
 (77) 
 
85  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 5  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden  ; 
 
 On  the  ground  your  Saviour  lies  I 
 On  the  bloody,  tree  behold  him  : 
 
 Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies^- 
 "  It  is  finished !" — 
 Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 
 
 6  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
 
 Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood : 
 Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly ; 
 
 Let  no  other  trust  intrude; 
 None  but  Jesus 
 Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 
 
 7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 
 
 Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
 While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
 
 Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 
 
 85  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Uncertainty  of  Time. 
 
 1  rpO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine ! 
 X   Lodg'd  in  thy  sov'reign  hand; 
 And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
 
 It  shines  by  thy  command. 
 
 2  The  present  moment  flies, 
 
 And  bears  our  life  away ; 
 O  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
 That  they  may  live  to-day. 
 
 3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 
 Eternity  is  hung, 
 
 — :ghty  po»Yc», 
 
 (78) 
 
 Cilice  un   mis  ucciiiig   uuui 
 
 Eternity  is  hung, 
 Awaken,  by  thy  mighty  power, 
 
 The  aged  and  the  young. 
 
Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  86 
 
 4  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
 
 Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
 Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die 
 In  sudden  endless  night. 
 
 86  CM.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Invitation  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 \  T  ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
 J_i  And  every  heart  rejoice; 
 The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
 With  an  inviting  voice. 
 
 2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 
 
 That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
 And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
 To  fill  an  empty  mind; 
 
 3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 
 
 A  soul-reviving  feast, 
 And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
 The  rich  provision  taste. 
 
 4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
 
 And  pine  away  and  die, 
 Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 
 With  springs  that  never  dry. 
 
 5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
 
 In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 
 Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
 Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 
 
 6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel-grace 
 
 Stand  open  night  and  dayj  — 
 Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies 
 And  drive  our  wants  away. 
 
 (79) 
 
87, 88  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 87  P.M.    Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Yet  there  is  room. 
 
 1  T7E  dying  sons  of  men, 
 
 JL    Immerg'd  in  sin  and  woe, 
 The  Gospel's  voice  attend, 
 
 While  Jesus  sends  to  you : 
 Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come ; 
 In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 2  No  longer  now  delay, 
 
 Nor  vain  excuses  frame; 
 He  bids  you  come  to-day. 
 
 Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame, 
 All  things  are  ready  ;  sinner,  come; 
 For  every  trembling  soul  there 's  room. 
 
 3  Believe  the  heavenly  word, 
 
 His  servants  now  proclaim  ; 
 He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 
 
 And  faithful  is  his  name; 
 Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come; 
 Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 4  Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 
 
 Ye  wandering  sheep,  draw  near, 
 Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
 
 His  charming  accents  hear! 
 Let  whosoever  will,  now  come, 
 In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room. 
 
 88  L.  M.  Collyer. 
 
 Wanderers  called  Home. 
 1  T>  ETURN,  O  wanderer,  return, 
 XV  And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face; 
 Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 
 Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 
 
 (80) 
 
Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  89 
 
 2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return; 
 
 And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart; 
 His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
 His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 
 
 3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return ; 
 
 He  heard  thy  deep,  repentant  sigh; 
 He  heard  thy  soften'd  spirit  mourn, 
 When  no  intruding  ear  was  nigh. 
 
 Return,  O  wanderer,  return ; 
 
 Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live  ; 
 Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
 
 How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 
 
 Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 
 And  cast  away  thy  slavish  fear ; 
 
 'T  is  God,  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn ;" 
 'T  is  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 
 
 89  S.  M. 
 
 The  Spirit  and  the  Bride,  fy-c.      Rev. 
 xxii.  17. 
 
 1  rpHE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 
 
 X   Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ;" 
 The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
 To  all  his  children,  "  Come  !" 
 
 2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
 
 To  all  about  him,  "Come!" 
 Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
 To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come ! 
 
 3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 
 
 Oh  let  him  freely  come, 
 And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life; 
 'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 
 
 4  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 
 Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  ;" 
 
 F  (81)    . 
 
90,91  awakening  Parti. 
 
 Lord,  even  so!  we  wait  thy  hour: 
 O  blest  Redeemer,  come ! 
 
 90  L.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 The  Freeness  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 JH 
 
 O  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigb  ; 
 ('T  is  God  invites  the  fallen  race  ;) 
 Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy ; 
 Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 
 
 2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  : 
 Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 
 Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home, 
 And  find  my  grace  reach'd  out  to  all. 
 
 3  See  from  the  rock  a  fountain  rise  ! 
 For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls: 
 Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
 Ye  labouring,  burden'd,  sin-sick  souls. 
 
 4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give; 
 Leave  all  you  have  and  are  behind  ; 
 Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
 Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 
 
 91  L.  M.       Altered. 
 
 Sinners  invited  to  Christ. 
 
 1  /"10ME,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd, 
 \j  Ye  weary  wanderers  after  rest ; 
 
 Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
 In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 
 
 2  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
 Behold  the  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
 The  gift  divine  with  joy  embrace, 
 Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  grace. 
 
 (82) 
 
•••-c 
 
 Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  92,  93 
 
 3  My  message  as  from  God  receive ; 
 Come,  guilty  souls,  to  Christ  and  live ; 
 O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
 Nor  hear  the  gracious  call  in  vain. 
 
 4  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel ; 
 
 His  conquering  love  consent  to  feel ; 
 Yield  to  his  love's  constraining  pow'r, 
 And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 
 
 92  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Christ's  Invitation.     Matt.  xi.  28. 
 
 OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
 Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
 "  I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
 "  And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 
 
 2  "  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me, 
 "  1  '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. 
 
 93  ,  C.M.  Ed.  Jones. 
 
 The  Successful  Resolve. 
 
 1  /"^OME,  burden 'd  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
 \J  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
 
 (83) 
 
94  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
 And  make  this  last  resolve : 
 
 2  "  I  '11  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
 
 "Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
 "I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
 "  Whatever  may  oppose  : 
 
 3  "Prostrate  I '11  lie  before  his  throne, 
 
 **  And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
 
 "  I  '11  tell  him  I  'in  a  wretch  undone, 
 
 "  Without  his  sovereign  grace  : 
 
 4  I  '11  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 
 
 "  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
 "  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
 "  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
 
 5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea,* 
 
 "  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
 "But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
 "  And  perish  only  there. 
 
 6  "I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
 
 "I  am  resolv'd  to  try; 
 "  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
 "I  must  for  ever  die." 
 
 94  P.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Doubting  Sinner  called, 
 
 1  QINNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
 O  He  now  is  passing  by; 
 He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 
 
 And  heard  thy  mournful  cry: 
 He  has  pardons  to  impart, 
 
 Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fea'rs, 
 
 *  Thus  a  convinced  sinner  expresses  his  feelings : 
 but  the  Gospel  affords  a  stronger  plea  than  a  per- 
 haps. 
 
 (84) 
 
Part  I.  AND  INVITING.  94 
 
 See  the  love  that  fills  his  heart, 
 And  wipe  away  thy  tears. 
 
 2  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come 
 
 And  tell  him  all  thy  case? 
 He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 
 
 Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face: 
 Wilt  thou  fear  Emanuel  ? 
 
 Wilt  thou  dread  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 Who  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 
 
 Has  shed  his  precious  blood? 
 
 3  Think  how  on  the  cross  he  hung, 
 
 Pierced  with  a  thousand  wounds: 
 Hark  !  from  each  as  with  a  tongue, 
 
 The  voice  of  pardon  sounds  ! 
 See  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 
 
 Blood  of  wondrous  virtue  flow ! 
 Shed  to  wash  away  thy  stains, 
 
 And  ransom  thee  from  woe. 
 
 4  Though  his  majesty  be  great, 
 
 His  mercy  is  no  less; 
 Though  he  thy  transgressions  hate, 
 
 He  feels  for  thy  distress : 
 By  himself  the  Lord  hath  sworn, 
 
 He  delights  not  in  thy  death, 
 But  invites  thee  to  return, 
 
 That  thou  may'st  live  by  faith. 
 
 5  Raise  thy  downcast  eyes,  and  see 
 
 What  throngs  the  throne  surround ! 
 These,  though  sinners  once  like  thee, 
 
 Have  full  salvation  found; 
 Yield  not  then  to  unbelief, 
 
 While  he  says,  "  there  yet  is  room :" 
 Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief, 
 
 Since  Jesus  calls  thee,  come. 
 
 (85) 
 
95  awakening  Part  I. 
 
 95  P.  M. 
 
 The  Royal  Proclamation. 
 
 1  TTEAR  the  royal  proclamation, 
 ±±  The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
 Publishing  to  every  creature, 
 
 To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature. 
 
 CHORDS. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  he  reigns  victorious, 
 Over  heav'n  and  earth  most  glorious, 
 Jesus  reigns. 
 
 2  See  the  royal  banner  flying, 
 Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying, 
 "  Rebel  sinners,  royal  favour 
 Now  is  offer'd  by  the  Saviour." 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 3  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
 Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly ; 
 Turn,  or  you  are  lost  for  ever; 
 
 O  !  now  turn  to  God  the  Saviour. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 4  Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
 Come  and  purchase  without  money, 
 Mercy  flowing,  like  a  fountain, 
 Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 5  For  this  love,  let  rocks  and  mountains. 
 Purling  streams,  and  crystal  fountains, 
 Roaring  thunders,  lightning's  blazes, 
 Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 6  Now  our  hearts  have  caught  new  fire ; 
 Brethren,  raise  your  voices  higher; 
 
 (86) 
 
Part  I.  AND   INVITING.  96 
 
 Shout,  with  joyful  acclamation, 
 To  the  King  of  our  salvation. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 7  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
 To  the  hounds  of  the  creation  ; 
 Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
 The  Almighty  Prince  of  Zion. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 8  Shout,  ye  saints  ;  make  joyful  mention, 
 Christ  hath  purchas'd  our  redemption  ; 
 Angels,  shout  the  pleasing  story, 
 Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory. 
 
 Jesus  reigns,  &c. 
 
 96  7s. 
 
 The  heavy  laden  invited. 
 
 1  /^lome,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
 \j  All,  who  feel  your  heavy  load ; 
 Jesus  calls  the  wand'rers  home ; 
 
 Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God, 
 Come,  ye  guilty  souls  opprest, 
 
 Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call ; 
 "  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest ; 
 
 "  Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 
 
 2  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  love, 
 
 We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 
 Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 
 
 Take  our  load  of  guilt  away. 
 Weary  of  this  war  within, 
 
 Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
 Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 
 
 Weary  of  a  wretched  life. 
 
 3  Burden'd  with  a  world  of  grief, 
 
 Burden'd  with  our  sinful  load, 
 
 (87) 
 
97, 98  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 Burden'd  with  this  unbelief, 
 Burden'd  with  the  wrath  of  God, 
 
 Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 
 True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 
 
 Now  our  weary  souls  release, 
 Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 
 
 PENITENTIAL, 
 
 'O 
 
 97  S.  M. 
 
 Desiring  Repentance. 
 
 THAT  I  could  repent, 
 
 With  all  ray  idols  part; 
 
 And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
 
 An  humble  contrite  heart ! 
 
 2  A  heart  with  grief  oppress'd 
 
 For  having  griev'd  my  God  ; 
 A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 
 Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 
 
 3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 
 
 The  penitent  desire : 
 With  true  sincerity  of  woe 
 My  aching  heart  inspire. 
 
 4  With  softening  pity  look, 
 
 And  melt  my  hardness  down  : 
 Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke. 
 And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 
 
 98  CM.  Stennett. 
 The  Converted  Thief. 
 
 'A 
 
 S  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
 And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 
 
 (88) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  99 
 
 He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch, 
 That  languished  at  his  side. 
 
 2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 
 The  penitent  confess'd; 
 
 Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
 And  thus  his  prayer  address'd: 
 
 3  "  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heaven, 
 "  Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
 
 "  I  see  thee  bathed  in  sweat  and  tears, 
 "  And  weltering  in  thy  blood. 
 
 4  "  Yet  quickly  from  these  scenes  of  woe, 
 "  In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise, 
 
 "  Burst  thro'  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
 "  And  shine  above  the  skies. 
 
 5  "  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world, 
 "  Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me-, 
 
 "  And  in  the  victories  of  thy  death 
 "Let  me  a  sharer  be." 
 
 6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 
 And  instantly  replies, 
 
 "  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
 "  With  me  in  paradise." 
 
 99  C.  M. 
 
 Prayer  for  repentance. 
 
 lO 
 
 H  for  that  tenderness  of  heart, 
 Which  bows  before  the  Lord  ! 
 That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 
 And  trembles  at  thy  word! 
 
 2  Oh,  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears 
 Which  from  repentance  flow  ! 
 That  sense  of  guilt,  which  trembling  fears 
 The  long-suspended  blow ! 
 
 (89) 
 
100  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 3  Saviour,  to  me  in  pity  give 
 
 For  sin  the  deep  distress, 
 The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 
 And  bid  me  die  in  peace!  — 
 
 4  Oh  fill  my  soul  with  faith  and  love, 
 
 And  strength  to  do  thy  will; 
 Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above, 
 Thyself  to  me  reveal. 
 
 100  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Penitential  Pleadings. 
 
 HOW  pity,  Lord  — O  Lord,  forgive, 
 
 JS 
 
 Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
 Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free 
 May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 
 
 2  My  crimes  are  great  —  but  can't  surpas9 
 The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
 Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
 So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 
 
 3  Oh  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
 And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
 Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
 And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 
 
 4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
 Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
 Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
 I  am  condemn'd  —  but  thou  art  clear. 
 
 5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
 I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
 And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
 
 Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well 
 
 6  Yet,  save  a  trembling  sinner.  Lord, 
 Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
 
 (90) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  101,  102 
 
 Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
 Some  sure  support  against  despair. 
 
 101  L.  M. 
 
 The  Burden  of  Sin. 
 
 1  /~\  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  1 
 xJ  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
 
 At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down, 
 To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 
 
 2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  ; 
 
 Saviour,  if  mine  indeed  thou  art, 
 Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
 And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
 
 3  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
 
 Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove  ; 
 The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
 The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 
 
 4  1  would ;  but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r 
 
 My  heart  from  every  sin  release  : 
 Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
 And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  peace. 
 
 5  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 
 
 Nor  let  thy  chariot-wheels  delay ; 
 Appear,  in  my  poor  heart,  appear  ; 
 My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  ! 
 
 102  P.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Penitent  Backslider, 
 
 1   TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye, 
 «J    Call  back  a  wandering  sheep; 
 False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 
 Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
 
 (91) 
 
103  penitential.  Parti. 
 
 Let  me  be  by  grace  restor'd, 
 On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shown  ; 
 
 Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
 And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
 
 2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 
 
 Repentance  to  impart ; 
 Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 
 The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 
 *  Give,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
 A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown  ; 
 Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
 And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
 
 3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 
 
 Nor  suffer  me  to  die; 
 Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 
 
 Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye: 
 Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
 
 And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
 Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
 
 And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
 
 4  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 
 
 Was  clos'd  that  we  might  live; 
 "Father,"  Tat  the  point  to  die, 
 
 My  Saviour  gasp'd)  "  forgive  !" 
 Surely,  with  that  dying  word, 
 
 He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "Tis  done!" 
 O,  my  loving,  bleeding  Lord, 
 
 This  breaks  my  heart  of  stone. 
 
 103  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Humble  Penitence  and  Prayer. 
 
 1  /~\  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
 v_/ Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
 Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
 From  sorrow's  weeping  eye:  — 
 
 (92) 
 
Parti.  PENITENTIAL.  104,105 
 
 2  See,  low  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  joys  divine. 
 
 104  S.  M.  Beddome. 
 
 The  Tenderness  of  Christ. 
 lID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep. 
 
 "D 
 
 And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
 Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
 Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 
 
 2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
 Angels  with  wonder  see! 
 Be  thou  astonish'd,  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. 
 
 1 105  L.  M.        J.  H.  Hinton. 
 
 Prepare  to  meet  thy  God. 
 
 ND  must  I  see  thy  awful  face, 
 Great  God,  and  meet  thy  piercing  eye? 
 (93) 
 
 PA 
 
106  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 Be  welcom'd  to  thy  blest  embrace. 
 Or  from  thy  utmost  terrors  fly  ? 
 
 2  O  !  when  I  make  my  last  remove, 
 And,  trembling,  leave  this  house  of  clay, 
 Meet  me  in  mercy,  God  of  love, 
 
 Nor  drive  my  guilty  soul  away  ! 
 
 3  Here  in  thy  house  I  seek  thee  now; 
 Forgive  my  sins,  my  soul  renew  ; 
 In  life  thy  mercy  let  me  know, 
 Then  die,  thy  face  with  joy  to  view ! 
 
 106  L.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Earnest  Prayer  and  Deprecation. 
 
 1  rpHOLT  man  of  griefs,  remember  me, 
 JL    Who  never  canst  thyself  forget, 
 Thy  last  mysterious  agony, 
 
 Thy  fainting  pangs  and  bloody  sweat! 
 
 2  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so, 
 
 Regard  my  fearful  heart's  desire 
 Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe, 
 Nor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire  ! 
 
 3  I  tremble,  lest  the  wrath  divine, 
 
 Which  bruises  now  my  wretched  soul, 
 Should  bruise  this  wretched  soul  of  mine, 
 Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 
 
 4  To  thee  my  last  distress  I  bring  ; 
 
 The  heighten'd  fear  of  death  I  find  ; 
 The  tyrant,  brandishing  his  sting, 
 Appears,  and  hell  is  close  behind. 
 
 5  I  dread  that  awful  death  alone, 
 
 That  endless  banishment  from  thee; 
 O  save,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 
 Who  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me  ! 
 (94) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  107,  103 
 
 107  7s.  Collyer. 
 Penitential  View  of  the  suffering  Saviour. 
 
 1  ry^O  the  cross  where  Jesus  dies, 
 
 JL   Where  my  Lord  resigns  his  breath, 
 Where  affliction  veils  his  eyes, 
 
 Swimming  in  the  tears  of  death: 
 Thither,  bringing  all  my  guilt, 
 
 From  avenging  wrath  I  flee, 
 To  the  blood  of  "sprinkling  spilt  — 
 
 Spilt  to  set  the  sinner  free. 
 
 2  'Mid  convulsive  agonies, 
 
 Peace  his  quivering  lips  impart ; 
 Pardon  seal'd  by  broken  sighs 
 
 Issuing  from  a  broken  heart ; 
 Let  me  feel  this  healing  power, 
 
 Let  this  harden'd  heart  of  stone, 
 Melt  beneath  the  purple  shower, 
 
 From  his  body  trickling  down. 
 
 3  On  those  temples  crown'd  with  thorns, 
 
 Suff'ring  majesty  appears ; 
 Love  that  dying  face  adorns, 
 
 Stain'd  with  blood  and  soil'd  with  tears; 
 Pierce  the  shadows  of  the  heart 
 
 With  the  lightning  of  that  eye; 
 Smiles  of  peace  to  me  impart;  — 
 
 Jesus,  save  me,  or  I  die! 
 
 108  S.  M. 
 
 '  The  Spirit  of  Penitence  desired. 
 1    AH!  whither  should  I  go, 
 ii  Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint  ? 
 To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
 And  pour  out  my  complaint? 
 
 (95) 
 
109  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
 
 Ah!  why  do  I  delay? 
 He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
 And  yet  from  him  I  stay ! 
 
 3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back 
 
 From  which  I  cannot  part? 
 Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
 Possession  of  my  heart  ? 
 
 4  Some  evil  thing  unknown, 
 
 Must  surely  lurk  within ; 
 Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 
 Some  secret  bosom  sin. 
 
 5  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 
 
 Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see ; 
 And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
 What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 
 
 6  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 
 
 Thy  trying  power  display; 
 
 Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
 
 And  take  the  veil  away. 
 
 109  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Repentance  and  Faith  in  Christ. 
 
 1  rpHOUGH  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
 _L   Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 
 
 And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
 To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
 
 2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
 Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 
 
 The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
 A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 
 
 3  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
 And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
 
 (96) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  110 
 
 Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
 And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 
 
 4  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
 Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
 I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
 And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 
 
 5  Oh !  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ! 
 Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
 
 And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  Mess 
 The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
 
 110  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 The  Stony  heart  lamented. 
 
 1  T  ORD  !  shed  a  beam  of  heav'nly  day, 
 XJ  To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away ; 
 And  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
 This  heart  —  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 
 
 2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
 The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake ; 
 Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 
 But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 
 
 3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
 All  but  an  adamant  would  melt ; 
 Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
 To  move  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 
 
 4  But  One  can  yet  perform  the  deed ; 
 That  One  in  all  his  grace  I  need ; 
 Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
 And  melt  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 
 
 5  O  Breath  of  Life,  breathe  on  my  soul ! 
 On  me  let  streams  of  mercy  roll : 
 Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
 This  heart  —  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 
 
 G  (97) 
 
Ill,  112  PENITENTIAL.  Part  I. 
 
 111  CM. 
 
 Lord,  remember  me. 
 
 1  TESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 
 ti   As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
 
 Now  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 
 
 0  Lord,  remember  me! 
 
 2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 
 
 Remember  Calvary ; 
 Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
 And  then  remember  me ! 
 
 3  Thou  wond'rous  Advocate  with  God, 
 
 1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 
 
 While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
 O  Lord,  remember  me! 
 
 4  I  own  I  'm  guilty,  own  I  'm  vile, 
 
 But  thy  salvation's  free; 
 Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
 
 0  Lord,  remember  me ! 
 
 5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distress'd, 
 
 Howe'er  oppress'd  I  be ; 
 Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
 Do  thou  remember  me ! 
 
 6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 
 
 And  creature-helps  all  flee, 
 Then,  O  my  great  Redeemer-God, 
 
 1  pray,  remember  me  I 
 
 112  C.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 Humble  Pleadings  for  Mercy. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
 XJ  And  knock  at  mercy's  door ; 
 
 (98) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  113 
 
 With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye, 
 Thy  favour  we  implore. 
 
 i  On  us  the  vast  extent  display 
 Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
 Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
 This  heavy  load  remove. 
 
 3  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  we  implore ; 
 O  may  thy  bowels  move ! 
 Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
 And  thou  thyself  art  love. 
 
 O  for  thy  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
 
 Our  many  sins  forgive  ! 
 Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break , 
 
 And,  breaking,  soon  relieve. 
 
 5  Thus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 
 And  thy  dominion  own  ; 
 Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 
 To  repossess  thy  throne. 
 
 113  CM.  Cowper. 
 
 Pleading  with  Christ. 
 
 1  TTEAL  us,  Immanuel,  here  we  stand, 
 JLL  Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch; 
 
 To  wounded  souls  stretch  forth  thy  hand ; 
 Blest  Saviour,  we  are  such. 
 
 2  Remember  him  who  once  apply'd, 
 With  trembling  for  relief; 
 Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears,  he  cry'd, 
 "Oh,  help  my  unbelief." 
 
 3  She  too,  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  press, 
 
 And  healing  virtue  stole, 
 Was  answer'd,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
 "  Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
 (99) 
 
114  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 4  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
 To  touch  thee  if  we  may ; 
 Oh,  send  us  not  despairing  home, 
 Send  none  unheal'd  away. 
 
 114  8s  &  7s.  Turner. 
 
 The  Penitent's  Plea. 
 
 1  JESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 
 
 «J   Hear  thine  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
 Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  — 
 
 See!  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 
 Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
 
 Overwhelm'd  with  helpless  grief, 
 Prostrate  at  thy  feet,  repenting  — 
 
 Send,  O  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? 
 While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving, 
 
 Breathless,  on  the  cursed  tree, 
 Fain  I'd  feel  my  heart  believing 
 
 Thou  did'st  suffer  thus  for  me. 
 
 3  Hear,  then  blessed  Saviour,  hear  me  : 
 
 See  me  prostrate  in  the  dust; 
 Send  the  Comforter  to  cheer  me ; 
 
 Lo!  in  thee  I  put  my  trust. 
 On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  seal'd, 
 
 Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 
 Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed ; 
 
 Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  I  fall. 
 
 4  In  the  world  of  endless  ruin, 
 
 Let  it  never,  Lord,  be  said, 
 "  Here 's  a  soul  that  perish'd,  suing 
 "  For  the  boasted  Saviour's  aid !" 
 
 (100) 
 
Parti.  PENITENTIAL.  115,116 
 
 Sav'd  !  —  the  dead  shall  spread  new  glory 
 Through  the  shining  realms  above 
 
 Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story- 
 All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love. 
 
 115  L.M. 
 
 Prayer  for  Pardon. 
 
 1  rpHOU  Prince  of  glory,  slain  for  me, 
 JL   Breathing  forgiveness  in  thy  prayer  ; 
 That  loving,  melting  look  I  see, 
 
 That  bursting  sigh,  that  tender  tear. 
 
 2  Let  me  but  hear  thy  dying  voice 
 
 Pronounce  forgiveness  in  my  breast ; 
 My  trembling  spirit  shall  rejoice, 
 And  feel  the  calm  of  heavenly  rest. 
 
 3  Lord,  thine  atoning  blood  apply, 
 
 And  life  or  death  is  sweet  to  me  ; 
 
 In  life's  last  hour,  thy  presence,  nigh, 
 
 From  fear  shall  set  my  spirit  free, 
 
 116  CM.      Rippon's  Selec 
 Self-denial  and  Prayer. 
 
 ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
 
 2A 
 
 My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
 It  is  but  right !  since  thou  hast  done 
 Much  more  than  this  for  me. 
 
 2^  Yes,  let  it  go  !  —  one  look  from  thee 
 Will  more  than  make  amends 
 For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
 Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 
 
 3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 
 How  worthless  they  appear, 
 Compared  with  Thee,  Supremely  Good ! 
 Divinely  Bright  and  Fair ! 
 
 (101) 
 
117,118  penitential.  Parti. 
 
 4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 
 A  single  smile  obtain. 
 Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
 I  'd  glory  in  my  gain. 
 
 117  CM.      Addison;  alt' d. 
 The  Judgment  anticipated. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
 
 W    O'envhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
 I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face  — 
 Oh,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 
 
 2  If  now,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
 
 And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
 My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
 And  trembles  at  the  thought ;  — 
 
 3  When  Thou,  O  Lord!  shalt  stand  disclosed 
 
 In  majesty  severe, 
 And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
 Oh,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 
 
 4  Then  see  my  sorrows,  gracious  Lord ; 
 
 Let  mercy  set  me  free  ; 
 While  in  the  confidence  of  prayer 
 My  heart  takes  hold  of  thee. 
 
 5  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 
 
 Thy  mercy  to  procure ; 
 Since  thy  beloved  Son  has  died 
 To  make  that  mercy  sure  !  * 
 
 118  CM.      Watts' Hymns. 
 Godly  Sorrow  from  Christ's  Death. 
 
 'A1 
 
 And  did  my  sovereign  die  ? 
 
 (102) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  119 
 
 Would  he  devote  that  saered  head 
 For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
 
 O  the  paiti  that  Jesus  bore, 
 
 Upon  Mount  Calvary! 
 There  he  was  slain,  but  lives  again, 
 
 To  intercede  for  me. 
 
 2  Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus,  thine, 
 
 And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 
 While,  all  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 
 The  glorious  Sufferer  stood  ! 
 
 3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
 
 He  groan'd  upon  the  tree? 
 Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown ! 
 And  love  beyond  degree  ! 
 
 4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
 
 And  shut  his  glories  in, 
 When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
 •       For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 
 
 5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
 
 While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
 
 Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
 
 And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 
 
 6  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. 
 
 119  7s. 
 
 Astonishing  Grace. 
 
 1  T^EPTH  of  mercy,  can  there  be 
 
 JLs  Mercy  still  reserv'd  for  me  ? 
 
 Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
 
 Me  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  ? 
 
 (103) 
 
120  penitential.  Part  I. 
 
 2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace. 
 Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
 Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls; 
 Griev'd  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 
 
 3  Kindled  his  relentings  are, 
 Me  he  now  delights  to  spare  ; 
 Cries,  "how  shall  I  give  thee  up ?" 
 Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 
 
 4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
 Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands ; 
 God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel, 
 
 Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 
 
 2  Now  incline  me  to  repent ! 
 Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ! 
 Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore! 
 Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 
 
 120  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 The  Effort. 
 
 1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
 J\.  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  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
 And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 
 
 3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 
 
 By  Satan  sorely  press'd ; 
 By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
 I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 
 
 4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 
 
 That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
 
 (104) 
 
Part  I.  PENITENTIAL.  121 
 
 I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
 And  tell  him,  "Jesus  died  I" 
 
 5  O  wond'rous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 
 
 To  hear  the  cross  and  shame  ; 
 That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
 Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 
 
 6  "  Poor  tempest-tossed  soul,  be  still ! 
 
 "  My  promis'd  grace  receive ;" 
 'T  is  Jesus  speaks  —  I  must,  I  will, 
 1  can,  I  do  believe. 
 
 121  10s. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  flHEER  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy-seat 
 \j  Sprinkled  with  blood,  where  Jesus  an- 
 swers pray'r  ; 
 
 There  humbly  cast  thyself  beneath  his  feet, 
 For  never  needy  sinner  perish'd  there. 
 
 2  Lord,  I  am  come  !  thy  promise  is  my  plea, 
 Without  thy  word  T  durst  not  venture  nigh ; 
 But  thou  hast  call'd  the  burden'd  soul  to 
 
 thee ; 
 A  weary,  burden'd  soul,  O  Lord,  am  I ! 
 
 3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  sin. 
 By  Satan's  fierce  temptations  sorely  prest, 
 Beset  without,  and  full  of  fears  within, 
 Trembling  and  faint  I  come  to  thee  for  rest 
 
 4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 
 
 I  know  no  force  can  tear  me  from  thy  side  ; 
 Unmoved  I  then  may  all  accusers  face. 
 And  answer  ev'ry  charge  with  "Jesus  died." 
 
 5  Yes,  thou  didst  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groan, 
 
 and  die, 
 Well  hast  thou  known  what  fierce  tempta- 
 tions mean : 
 
 (105) 
 
122  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 Such  was  thy  love,  and  now  enthron'd  on 
 
 high, 
 The  same  compassions  in  thy  bosom  reign. 
 
 6  Lord  give  me  faith— he  hears— what  grace 
 is  this ! 
 Dry  up  thy  tears,  my  soul,  and  cease  to 
 
 grieve : 
 He  shows  me  what  he  did,  and  who  he  is, 
 I  must,  I  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe. 
 
 CONVERSION. 
 
 122  S.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 The  Soul  given  up  to  Christ. 
 
 1  AND  can  I  yet  delay 
 1\.  My  little  all  to  give  ? 
 
 To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
 For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 
 
 2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 
 
 I  can  hold  out  no  more: 
 T  sink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 
 And  own  "thee  conqueror. 
 
 3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 
 
 My  friends,  my  all  resign, 
 Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
 And  seal  me  ever  thine. 
 
 4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
 
 Nor  hence  again  remove ; 
 
 (106) 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  123 
 
 Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
 With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 
 
 5  My  one  desire  be  this, 
 
 Thy  only  love  to  know; 
 Freely  to  yield  ail  other  bliss, 
 All  other  good  below. 
 
 6  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
 
 Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 
 My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
 Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 
 
 123  CM.      Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Our  Sin  the  Cause  of  Christ's  Death. 
 
 1  A  ND  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes, 
 il  Now  I  begin  to  see  : 
 
 O  the  curs'd  deeds  my  sins  have  done  ! 
 What  murderous  things  they  be ! 
 
 2  Were  these  the  traitors,  dearest  Lord, 
 
 That  thy  fair  body  tore  ? 
 Monsters,  that  stain'd  those  heavenly  limbs 
 With  floods  of  purple  gore ! 
 
 3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
 
 My  dearest  Lord  was  slain, 
 When  justice  seiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
 And  put  his  soul  to  pain  1 
 
 4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace, 
 
 I  '11  wound  my  God  no  more  ; 
 Hence  from  my  heart,  ye  sins,  be  gone, 
 For  Jesus  I  adore. 
 
 5  Furnish  me,  Lord,  with  heavenly  arms 
 
 From  grace's  magazine, 
 And  I  '11  proclaim  eternal  war 
 With  every  darling  sin, 
 
 (107) 
 
124  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 124  P.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Efficacy  of  Christ's  Blood. 
 
 1  A  RISE,  my  soul  arise ; 
 
 A  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears; 
 The  bleeding  sacrifice 
 
 In  ray  behalf  appears : 
 Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
 My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 
 
 2  He  ever  lives  above, 
 
 For  me  to  intercede; 
 His  all-redeeming  love, 
 
 His  precious  blood  to  plead : 
 His  blood  was  shed  for  all  our  race. 
 And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 
 
 3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 
 
 Receiv'd  on  Calvary; 
 They  pour  effectual  prayers, 
 
 They  strongly  plead  for  me: 
 Forgive  him,  O  forgive  !  they  cry, 
 Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die. 
 
 4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
 
 His  dear  anointed  One ; 
 He  cannot  turn  away 
 
 The  presence  of  his  Son  : 
 His  spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
 And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 
 
 5  My  God  is  reconciPd, 
 
 His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear; 
 He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
 
 I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
 With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
 And,  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 
 
 (108) 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  125, 126 
 
 125  S.  M. 
 
 The  Ark  of Safety. 
 
 'L1 
 
 KE  Noah's  weary  dove, 
 That  soar'd  the  earth  around, 
 But  not  a  resting-place  above 
 The  cheerless  waters  found: 
 
 2  O  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 
 
 On  restless  wing  to  roam; 
 All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
 s  Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 
 
 3  Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 
 
 Behold  the  open  door; 
 Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
 And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 
 
 4  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
 
 There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
 And  every  longing  satisfied, 
 With  full  salvation  bless'd. 
 
 5  And  when  the  waves  of  ire 
 
 Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 
 The  Ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire, 
 Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill. 
 
 126  L.  M.    Watts'  Sermons. 
 
 The  Power  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 1  TESUS,  thy  witness  speaks  within ; 
 *l   The  mercy  which  thy  words  reveal, 
 Refines  the  heart  from  sense  and  sin, 
 
 And  stamps  its  own  celestial  seal. 
 
 2  'Tis  God's  renewing,  gracious  hand, 
 
 That  moulds  and  forms  the  heart  anew ; 
 (109) 
 
127  CONVERSION. 
 
 Part  I. 
 
 Transgressors  can  no  more  withstand, 
 But  bow  and  own  his  doctrine  true. 
 
 3  The  guilty  wretch,  that  trusts  thy  blood, 
 
 Finds  peace  and  pardon  at  the  cross ; 
 The  soul,  that  was  averse  to  God, 
 Believes  and  loves  his  Maker's  laws. 
 
 4  Let  proud  opposers  cease  their  strife, 
 
 And  own,  O  Lord,  the  work  is  thine; 
 The  voice,  that  calls  the  dead  to  life, 
 Must  be  almighty  and  divine. 
 
 127  C.  M. 
 
 Joy,  over  one  Sinner  that  repenteth. 
 
 '0 
 
 HOW  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
 When  but.  one  sinner  turns, 
 And  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
 His  sins  and  errors  mourns  1 
 
 2  Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 
 
 In  songs  their  tongues  employ ; 
 Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
 And  heaven  is  fill'd  with  joy. 
 
 3  Well  pleas'd  the  Father  sees  and  hears 
 
 The  conscious  sinner's  moan  : 
 
 Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
 
 And  claims  him  for  his  own. 
 
 4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
 
 But  kindle  with  new  fire; 
 ♦'The  sinner  lost,  is  found,"  they  sing, 
 And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 
 
 (110) 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  128 
 
 128  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Looking  at  the  Cross. 
 
 1  TN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
 J.  Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear, 
 Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
 
 And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 
 
 2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 
 
 In  agonies  and  blood, 
 Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
 As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 
 
 3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 
 
 Can  I  forget  that  look; 
 It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
 Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 
 
 4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 
 
 And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 
 
 I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
 
 And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 
 
 5  Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 
 
 But  now  my  tears  are  vain ; 
 Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid' 
 For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 
 
 6  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." 
 
 7  With  pleasing  grief,  and  mournful  jov, 
 
 My  spirit  now  is  fill'd, 
 That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
 Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 
 
 (Ill) 
 
129, 130  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 129  CM.    Watts'  Psalms. 
 The  joy  of  a  remarkable  Conversion. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
 
 VV    And  cbang'd  my  mournful  state, 
 My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
 The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 
 
 2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
 
 And  did  thy  hand  confess; 
 My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
 And  sung  surprising  grace. 
 
 3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cried, 
 
 And  own'd  thy  power  divine; 
 "Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
 "And  be  the  glory  thine." 
 
 4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
 
 Can  give  us  day^for  night; 
 Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
 To  rivers  of  delight. 
 
 5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 
 
 Till  the  fair  harvest  come ; 
 They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
 And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
 
 130  7s.  Newton. 
 The  Two  Malefactors. 
 
 1  QOVEREIGN  grace  hath  pow'r  alone 
 O  To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone ; 
 
 And  the  moment  .grace  is  felt, 
 Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 
 
 2  When  our  Lord  was  crucified, 
 Two  transgressors  with  him  died ; 
 
 (112) 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  131 
 
 One,  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
 Scoff'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 
 
 3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
 In  the  very  jaws  of  death ; 
 Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 
 
 With  the  Saviour  in  his  view. 
 
 4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace, 
 Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  ; 
 Faith  receiv'd  to  own  his  Lord, 
 Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd. 
 
 5  "  Lord  (he  pray'd)  remember  me, 
 "  When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be  !" 
 
 *'  Soon  with  me  (the  Lord  replies) 
 "  Thou  shalt  rest  in  Paradise." 
 
 6  This  was  wond'rous  grace  indeed: 
 Grace  vouchsaf'd  in  time  of  need: 
 Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name  : 
 Thou  shall  find  him  still  the  same. 
 
 7  But  beware  of  unbelief; 
 Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief; 
 If  the  Gospel  you  disdain, 
 Christ  to  you  has  died  in  vain. 
 
 131  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 The  Prodigal  Son. 
 
 1    \  FFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 
 J\  In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
 They  stopt  the  prodigal's  career, 
 And  forc'd  him  to  repent. 
 
 Although  he  no  relenting  felt, 
 
 Till  he  had  spent  his  store  ; 
 His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt, 
 
 When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 
 H  (113) 
 
132  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 3  "  What  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 
 
 "  But  hunger,  shame,  and  fear ; 
 "  My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
 "  While  I  am  starving  here. 
 
 4  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I  've  done, 
 
 "  And  fall  before  his  face  ; 
 "  Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 
 "  I  '11  seek  a  servant's  place." 
 
 5  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 
 
 He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd  ; 
 And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
 Of  his  rebellious  child. 
 
 6  "  Father,  I  've  sinned  —  but  O  forgive  !" 
 
 "  Enough  !"  —  the  father  said  ; 
 
 "  Rejoice  my  house,  my  son  's  alive, 
 
 "  For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 
 
 7  "  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain, 
 
 "  And  spread  the  news  around  ; 
 
 "  My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 
 
 "Was  lost  but  now  is  found." 
 
 8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 
 
 To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
 More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
 And  welcomes  all  that  come. 
 
 132  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Value  of  Christ  and  his  Righteous- 
 ness. 
 
 1  ~|YfO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
 l\    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  eount  my  loss ; 
 
 (114) 
 
Part  I,  conversion.  133 
 
 My  former  pride  I  count  my  shame, 
 And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross, 
 
 3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
 All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake  : 
 O  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. 
 
 133  C.  M.     Village  Hymns. 
 
 The  Penitent  Forgiven. 
 
 lK 
 
 S  once  the  Saviour  took  his  seat  — 
 Attracted  by  his  fame, 
 And  lowly  bending  at  his  feet, 
 An  humble  suppliant  came. 
 
 2  Asham'd  to  lift  her  streaming  eyes, 
 
 His  holy  glance  to  meet. 
 
 She  pour'd  her  costly  sacrifice 
 
 Upon  the  Saviour's  feet. 
 
 3  Oppress'd  with  sin  and  sorrow's  weight, 
 
 And  sinking  in  despair, 
 With  tears  she  wash'd  his  sacred  feet, 
 And  wip'd  them  with  her  hair. 
 
 4  "  Depart  in  peace,"  the  Saviour  said, 
 
 "  Thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n  !" 
 The  trembling  sinner  rais'd  her  head, 
 In  peaceful  hopes  of  heav'n. 
 
 (115) 
 
134,135  conversion.  Parti. 
 
 163  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinner. 
 
 1  TT7H0  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 
 
 VV    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  form'd  anew ; 
 And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
 The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 
 
 135  P.  M. 
 
 The  Joy  of  Assurance. 
 
 1  TTOW  happy  are  they 
 Xi  Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
 And  whose  treasures  are  laid  up  above  ! 
 
 Tongue  cannot  express 
 The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
 Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 
 
 2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
 
 When  the  favour  divine 
 I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 
 
 When  my  heart  first  believ'd, 
 
 O  !  what  joy  I  receiv'd  ! 
 What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 
 
 3  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 
 
 My  Redeemer  to  know, 
 
 (116) 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  135 
 
 And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 
 
 Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 
 
 And  the  story  repeat, 
 And  the  Saviour  of  sinners  adore. 
 
 4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
 
 Was  my  joy  and  my  song ; 
 Oh  !  that  all  his  salvation  might  see ! 
 
 He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 
 
 He  hath  suffer'd  and  died, 
 To  redeem  rebel-sinners  like  me. 
 
 5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
 
 I  was  carried  above 
 All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 
 
 I  could  not  believe 
 
 That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
 That  I  ever  should  surfer  again. 
 
 6  O !  the  rapturous  height 
 
 Of  that  holy  delight, 
 Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood! 
 
 Of  my  Saviour  possess'd, 
 
 I  was  perfectly  bless'd, 
 Overwhelm'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 
 
 7  What  a  mercy  is  this! 
 
 What  a  heaven  of  bliss! 
 How  unspeakably  favour'd  am  I ! 
 
 Gather'd  into  the  fold, 
 
 With  believers  enroll'd, 
 With  believers  to  live  and  to  die ! 
 
 8  Now  my  remnant  of  days 
 
 Would  I  spend  to  his  praise, 
 Who  hath  died  my  poor  soul  to  redeem; 
 Whether  many  or  few, 
 All  my  years  are  his  due  ;— 
 May  they  all  be  devoted  to  him. 
 
 (1") 
 
136,  137  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 136  L.  M.  Cennick. 
 Jesus,  the  Way  to  Heaven. 
 
 1  TESUS,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
 •J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
 His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
 The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 
 
 2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went  — 
 The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
 The  King's  highway  of  holiness  — 
 I'll  go;  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 
 
 3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
 And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
 My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
 Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 
 
 4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
 I  seem'd  to  stumble  but  the  more  ; 
 Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
 
 "  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 
 
 5  Lo !  glad  I  come  !  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
 Wilt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  ! 
 
 My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give  ; 
 Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 
 
 6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
 What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found: 
 I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood; 
 And  say  —  Behold  the  way  to  Qod!" 
 
 137  L.  M.        H.  K.  White. 
 
 The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
 
 HEN,  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain. 
 The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky ; 
 (118) 
 
 >W 
 
Part  I.  conversion.  138 
 
 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  every  gem  ; 
 
 But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks ; 
 It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 
 
 3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  T  rode, 
 
 The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
 The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
 The  wind  that  toss'd  my  foundering  bark. 
 
 4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 
 Death-struck,  1  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem  : 
 When  suddenly  a  star  arose ; 
 
 It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 
 
 5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 
 It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
 
 And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
 It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
 
 6  Now  safely  moor'd  —  my  perils  o'er, 
 I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem  ; 
 For  ever  and  for  evermore, 
 
 The  star  —  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 
 
 138  P.  M. 
 
 Tune: — "There's  nothing  true  but  Heaven." 
 Delusion  corrected. 
 
 1  TTTHEN  toss'd  on  error's  stormy  tide, 
 
 VV    From  doubt  to  darkness  driven, 
 'Twas   thine    my   wandering   thoughts   to 
 
 guide, 
 And  bid  the  world  no  more  divide 
 My  erring  heart  from  heaven. 
 
 2  As  more  to  fancy's  wildering  song 
 
 That  heart's  applause  was  given, 
 
 (119) 
 
139  conversion.  Part  I. 
 
 To  charm  it  from  the  joyless  throng, 
 Thy  warning  seem'd  to  breathe  along, 
 The  holy  lyre  of  heaven. 
 
 3  Yet  though  the  warning  voice  was  sweet, 
 
 As  the  last  sigh  of  even, 
 My  soul,  within  its  dark  retreat, 
 Reluctant  shrunk,  and  fear'd  to  meet 
 
 A  messenger  from  heaven. 
 
 4  But  soon  the  chain  that  bound  my  soul, 
 
 By  mercy's  hand  was  riven  ; 
 I  saw  the  clouds  asunder  roll, 
 And  truth,  unerring  as  the  pole, 
 
 Allur'd  me  back  to  heaven. 
 
 5  My  grateful  heart  must  ever  glow, 
 
 While  life  and  strength  are  given, 
 With  feelings,  those  alone  can  know, 
 Whom  thou  hast  led  to  seek  below 
 
 The  blissful  hope  of  heaven. 
 
 139  lis. 
 
 Tune—  "Sweet  Home." 
 
 The  Wanderer  brought  Home. 
 
 IAN  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace. 
 -r%-  I  wander'd  through  earth,  its  gay  pleasures 
 
 to  trace ; 
 In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
 Unmindful,  alas  !  that  it  led  me  from  home. 
 
 Home!  home!  sweet,  sweet  home! 
 O  Saviour,  direct  me  to  heaven  my  home. 
 
 2  The  pleasures  of  earth  1  have  seen  fade  away, 
 They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay; 
 But  pleasures  unfailing  in  Jesus  are  given  — 
 Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heav'n. 
 
 Home !  home  !  <fcc. 
 The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at  home. 
 (120) 
 
Part  I.  baptism.  140 
 
 3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false-glowing  charmg, 
 The  Saviour  invites  me  —  1  'II  go  to  his  arms; 
 At  the  banquet  of  mercy  I  hear  there  is  room, 
 O  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at  home  I 
 
 Home!  home !  &c. 
 O  Jesus,  conduct  me  to  heaven  my  home. 
 
 4  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away,  — 
 The  time  is  approaching  when  Jesus  will  say, 
 
 "  Well  done,  faithful  servant ! — come  enter  thy 
 
 rest, 
 "And  dwell  in  my  presence,  eternally  blest." 
 
 Home !  home  !  &c. 
 O  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Saviour  at  home. 
 
 5  Affliction,  and  sorrow,  and  death  shall  be  o'er; 
 The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more; 
 Their  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome; 
 They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  for  ever  at  home. 
 
 Home  !  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home ! 
 They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  for  ever  at  home. 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 
 140  C.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Asking  the  Way  to  Zion. 
 
 1  TNOUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 
 1  That  leads  to  Zion's  hill; 
 And  thither  set  your  steady  face 
 
 With  a  determin'd  will. 
 Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 
 
 Your  pious  march  to  join; 
 And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel, 
 
 Of  faith  and  love  divine. 
 O  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 
 
 And  seek  his  favour  there; 
 
 (121) 
 
141, 142  baptism.  Part  I. 
 
 Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
 And  pour  your  fervent  pray'r. 
 
 4  O  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God, 
 In  everlasting  bands; 
 Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
 With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 
 
 141  CM.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 The  Believer  constrained  by  the  Love  of 
 Christ  to  follow  him. 
 
 1  TPiEAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  lov© 
 xJ  Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile? 
 
 Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
 And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 
 
 2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 
 
 And  all  its  shame  despised  ? 
 
 And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  O  Lord, 
 
 With  thee  to  be  baptized? 
 
 3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
 
 In  Jordan's  swelling  flood? 
 And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
 That  'g  worthy  of  my  God  ? 
 
 4  Dear  Lord,  the  ardour  of  thy  love 
 
 Reproves  my  cold  delays ; 
 And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
 In  thy  delightful  ways. 
 
 142  C.  M.  Ryland. 
 
 Difficulties  inihe  tvay  of  Duty  surmounted. 
 
 IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
 My  journey  I'll  pursue; 
 Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov'd  saints, 
 For  I  must  go  with  you. 
 
 (122) 
 
Part  I.  bap-^ism.  143 
 
 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  Immandel's  land. 
 
 4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
 
 Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
 Hinder  me  not,  come,  welcome  death, 
 I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 
 
 143  L.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 A  Baptismal  Hymn. 
 
 1  QEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
 O  The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod ; 
 And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave 
 The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God  ! 
 
 2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
 And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire; 
 Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
 They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 
 
 3  O  sacred  rite,  by  thee,  to  own 
 The  name  of  Jesus  we  begin  : 
 This  is  our  resurrection  pledge, 
 Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 
 
 Glory  to  God  on  high^be  given, 
 Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men  : 
 Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
 In  concert  join  their  loud  amen. 
 
 (123) 
 
144,145  baptjsm.  Parti. 
 
 144  L.  M.  Judson. 
 Christ's  Example. 
 
 1  /~\UR  Saviour  bow'd  beneath  the  wave, 
 \J  And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave ; 
 Come  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
 
 A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 
 
 2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace, 
 And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 
 
 To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love, 
 And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 
 
 3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine! 
 
 Let  endless  glories  round  him  shine  ? 
 High  o'er  the  heavens  for  ever  reign, 
 O  Lamb  of  God  !  for  sinners  slain  ! 
 
 145  S.  M.         J.  B.  Cook. 
 
 Before  Baptism. 
 
 1  TESUS,  we  own  thy  sovereign  sway, 
 «J    For  thou  art  good  and  just. ; 
 Help  us  thy  precepts  to  obey, 
 
 And  in  thy  name  to  trust. 
 
 2  Taught  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word, 
 
 We  in  thy  truth  confide, 
 Regardless  of  a  frowning  world, 
 Who  oft  thy  saints  deride. 
 
 3  Wast  thou  in  Jordan's  flood  baptiz'd, 
 
 Our  great  exalted  Head  ! 
 O,  may  we  follow,  though  despis'd, 
 And  in  thy  footsteps  tread. 
 
 4  Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
 
 O  Jesus,  we  would  be ; 
 
 (124) 
 
Part  I.  baptism.  146 
 
 And  rising  from  the  liquid  grave, 
 Would  live,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 5  Thus  when  the  great  archangel's  voice 
 Shall  wake  our  sleeping  dust, 
 Releas'd  from  death,  we  '11  then  rejoice. 
 And  dwell  among  the  just. 
 
 146  8s  &  7s.  Fawcett. 
 
 Invitation  to  follow  Christ. 
 
 1  T  TUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 
 JLL  Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
 Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 
 
 Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod  : 
 Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour, 
 
 In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 
 In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour, 
 
 Own  him  as  your  sovereign  guide. 
 
 2  Hear  the  blest  Redeemer  call  you, 
 
 Listen  to  his  gracious  voice ; 
 Dread  no  ill  that  can  befall  you, 
 
 While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice : 
 Jesus  says,  "  Let  each  believer 
 
 "  Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
 He  himself  in  Jordan's  river, 
 
 Was  immers'd  beneath  the  stream. 
 
 Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 
 
 Follow  him  without  delay  : 
 Gladly  his  command  embracing, 
 
 Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 
 View  the  rite  with  understanding, 
 
 Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
 Be  inrmers'd  at  his  commanding, 
 
 After  his  example  rise. 
 
 (125) 
 
147, 148  baptism.  Part  I. 
 
 147  L.  M.  Gregg. 
 Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 
 
 1  JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
 
 J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee ! 
 Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
 Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ! 
 
 2  Asham'd  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  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
 Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  ; 
 'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
 Bright  Morning  Star!  bid  darkness  flee. 
 
 4  Asham'd  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  His  institutions  would  I  prize, 
 
 Take  up  my  cross  —  the  shame  despise ; 
 Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
 And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 
 
 148  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Believers  buried  with  Christ  in  Baptism. 
 
 1  Y\0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
 XJ  That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  ; 
 Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
 
 Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  1 
 
 2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath,    * 
 Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death  : 
 
 (126) 
 
Part  I.  baptism.  149, 150 
 
 So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
 And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 
 
 3  No  more  let  sin  nor  Satan  reign 
 Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  ; 
 The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before 
 Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 
 
 149  C.  M. 
 
 About  to  perform  the  Ordinance. 
 lAVIOUR!  we  seek  the  watery  tomb 
 
 •S 
 
 Illum'd  by  love  divine, 
 Far  from  the  deep  tremendous  gloom 
 Of  that  which  once  was  thine. 
 
 2  Down  to  the  hallow'd  grave  we  go, 
 
 Obedient  to  thy  word; 
 'Tis  thus  the  world  around  shall  know 
 We  're  buried  with  the  Lord. 
 
 3  'Tis  thus  we  hid  its  pomps  adieu, 
 
 And  boldly  venture  in  : 
 O  may  we  rise  to  life  anew, 
 And  only  die  to  sin. 
 
 150  S.  M.     Mrs.  Sigourney. 
 
 The  same. 
 
 1  QAVIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 
 O  Thy  pure  example  bless, 
 And  with  a  firm  unwavering  zeal 
 
 Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
 
 2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 
 
 By  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
 Not  to  the  scourge,  trie  thorn,  the  cross, 
 Our  favourd  feet  are  led: 
 
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151,  152  baptism.  Part  I. 
 
 3  But  at  this  peaceful  tide, 
 Assembled  in  thy  fear. 
 The  homage  of  ohedient  hearts 
 We  humbly  offer  here. 
 
 151  L.  M. 
 
 Before  or  after:  Improvement  of  Baptism. 
 
 1  Z^tOME  all  ye  sons  of  grace,  and  view 
 V>  Your  bleeding  Saviour's  love  to  you  | 
 Behold  liim  sink  with  heavy  woes, 
 
 And  give  his  life  to  save  his  foes  ! 
 
 2  When  you  behold  the  sacred  wave, 
 You  see  the  emblem  of  his  grave : 
 Come  all  who  would  his  laws  obey, 
 And  view  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 3  When  you  ascend  above  the  flood, 
 Then  call  to  mind  the  rising  God: 
 Ye  saints,  lift  up  your  joyful  eyes, 
 Exulting  see  your  Saviour  rise. 
 
 4  Ye  too  are  buried  with  your  Lord, 
 Who  in  the  water  own  his  word, 
 And  joyfully  behold  therein 
 
 An  emblem  of  your  death  to  sin. 
 
 5  Fresh  from  the  stream,  and  fill'd  with  love, 
 Far  from  the  tents  of  sin  remove  ; 
 Nobly  from  strength  to  strength  proceed, 
 And  rise  to  every  righteous  deed. 
 
 152  C.  M. 
 
 The  Baptismal  Tomb. 
 
 1  rr^HE  Jordan  prophet  cries  to-day, 
 J.    "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ;" 
 
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Part  I.  baptism.  153 
 
 The  Spirit's  consecrating  ray 
 Still  lingering  o'er  the  flood. 
 
 2  Before  the  symbol  wave  we  bend, 
 
 And  shed  contrition's  tear, 
 And  own  again  our  buried  Friend, 
 And  learn  his  sorrows  here. 
 
 3  Saviour,  within  this  shadowy  tomb, 
 
 Let  us  the  glory  see, 
 Which  pierc'd  the  deep  unearthly  gloom 
 Of  that  which  closed  on  thee. 
 
 1  Pure  as  thine  own  baptismal  sign, 
 So  let  our  faith  arise, 
 To  live  that  hidden  life  of  thine  — 
 That  life  which  never  dies. 
 
 L53  L.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 The  Administrator. 
 
 GO,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize/ 
 Aloud  th'  ascending  Jesus  cries  : 
 His  glad  apostles  took  the  word, 
 And  round  the  nations  preach'd  their  Lord. 
 
 Commission'd  thus  by  Zion's  King, 
 We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 
 These  happy  converts,  who  have  known 
 And  trusted  in  his  grace  alone. 
 
 Lord,  in  thy  house  they  seek  thy  face, 
 O  bless  them  with  peculiar  grace  ; 
 Refresh  their  souls  with  love  divine, 
 Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  shine. 
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154, 155  baptism.  Part  I. 
 
 154  L.  K.  Baldwin. 
 
 Come,  see  the  place  where  the  Lord  lay. 
 
 1  TESUS  forsook  the  realms  of  light, 
 
 U  And  downward  bent  his  wondrous  flight ; 
 Assum'd  a  body  form'd  of  clay, 
 And  in  the  humble  manger  lay. 
 
 2  To  Jordan's  stream,  the  way  he  led, 
 
 To  mark  the  path  his  saints  should  tread  : 
 They  love  to  trace  this  sacred  way, 
 And  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 3  Immers'd  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
 Rising,  he  left  the  watery  grave ; 
 Heav'n  own'd  the  deed,  approv'd  the  way, 
 And  bless'd  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 4  Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name, 
 Come  tread  his  steps,  and  learn  of  him: 
 Bless'd  and  approv'd  of  God  are  they 
 Who  find  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 5  Buried  with  Christ  they  die  to  sin, 
 Then  rise  with  him  to  live  and  reign  ; 
 Obedient  still  go  on  their  way, 
 
 And  leave  the  place  ichere  Jesus  lay. 
 
 6  Prepar'd  by  grace,  at  length  they  come 
 To  rest  in  their  eternal  home  ; 
 Rising  to  heav'n  they  drop  their  clay 
 In  the  cold  tomb  where  Jesus  lay. 
 
 155  8s  &  7s. 
 
 The  pleasure  of  following  Christ. 
 1  T  ORD,  in  humble,  sweet  submission, 
 I  a  Here  we  meet  to  follow  thee ; 
 
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Part  I.  baptism.  156 
 
 Trusting  in  thy  great  salvation, 
 Which  alone  can  make  us  free. 
 
 2  Nought  have  we  to  claim  as  merit, 
 
 All  the  duties  we  can  do, 
 Can  no  crown  of  life  inherit ; 
 All  the  praise  to  thee  is  due 
 
 3  Yet  we  come  in  Christian  duty, 
 
 Down  beneath  the  waves  to  go  ; 
 O  the  bliss  !  the  heavenly  beauty ! 
 Christ  the  Lord  was  buried  so. 
 
 4  Come,  ye  children  of  the  kingdom, 
 
 Follow  him  beneath  the  wave ; 
 Rise,  and  show  his  resurrection, 
 And  proclaim  his  power  to  save. 
 
 5  Is  there  here  a  weeping  Mary, 
 
 Waiting  near  the  Saviour's  tomb; 
 Heavy-laden,  sick,  and  weary, 
 Crying,  "  Oh  that  I  could  come  ?" 
 
 6  Welcome,  all  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
 
 Welcome  in  his  church  below  ; 
 
 Venture  wholly  on  the  Saviour, 
 
 Come,  and  with  his  people  go. 
 
 156  8s  &  7s. 
 
 Address  and  Answer. 
 
 '0 
 
 YE  blood-wash'd,  ransom'd  sinners, 
 Highly  favour'd  of  the  .Lord, 
 Prove  your  faithful  love  to  Jesus, 
 Hearken  to  his  blessed  word. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 
 We  are  on  our  journey  home  : 
 
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156  baptism.  Part  I. 
 
 Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 
 Jesus  smiles  and  bids  us  come. 
 
 2  See  his  watery  tomb  before  you, 
 
 Hear  him  crying,  "  Follow  me  ;" 
 For  beneath  the  stream  of  Jordan, 
 Clirist,  your  great  Redeemer,  lay. 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
 3  Yes  ;  beneath  those  honour'd  waters 
 
 Was  immers'd  the  Lord  we  own ; 
 As  he  rises,  God  pronounces 
 "This  is  my  beloved  Son." 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
 4  Jesus  come!  — thy  approbation 
 
 May  our  waiting  spirits  feel ; 
 Cause,  O  cause  the  heav'ns  to  open, 
 And  thy  wond'rous  love  reveal. 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
 5  Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Zion, 
 
 Thou  alone  our  guide  slialt  be ; 
 Thy  commission  we  rely  on, 
 We  would  follow  none  but  thee. 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
 6  As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 
 
 And  thy  victory  o'er  the  grave, 
 We,  who  know  thy  great  salvation, 
 Are  baptized  beneath  the  wave. 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
 7  Fearless  of  the  world's  despising, 
 
 We  the  ancient  path  pursue, 
 Buried  with  our  Lord,  and  rising 
 To  a  life  divinely  new. 
 Hallelujah!  &c. 
 
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Part  I.  receiving,  &c.        157, 158 
 
 157  L.M.    Different  Authors. 
 
 Single  Verses,  just  before  Baptism,  or  at 
 
 any  intervening  time. 
 
 THE  Word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  Bride, 
 Must  not  invite,  and  be  denied; 
 Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  save, 
 Buried  in  such  a  liquid  grave  ? 
 
 Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  all, 
 Methinks  I  hear  thy  gentle  call : 
 These  are  the  sounds  that  chide  my  stay, 
 "  Arise,  my  love,  and  come  away." 
 
 Ye  who  your  native  vileness  mourn, 
 And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn. 
 Who  see  your  wretched  state  by  sin, 
 le  blessed  of  the  Lord,  come  in. 
 
 All  ye  that  love  ImmanuePs  name, 
 And  long  to  feel  the  increasing  flame, 
 'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  light, 
 The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  invite. 
 
 (See  Hymn  699 — '  -  The  Baptism  of 
 Jesus. .'*) 
 
 RECEIVING  TO  IVEEBIBERSHIP. 
 
 158  L.M.  Kelly. 
 
 Receiving  Members. 
 
 COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord," 
 Enter  in  Jesus'  precious  name ;         » 
 (133) 
 
159  receiving  to  Part  1. 
 
 We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
 And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 
 
 2  Thy  name  'tis  hoped,  already  stands 
 Mark'd  in  the  book  of  life  above  ; 
 
 And  now  to  thine  we  join  our  hands,         * 
 In  token  of  fraternal  love. 
 
 3  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 
 We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
 Join'd  in  one  Spirit  to  our  Lord, 
 Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 
 
 4  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 
 We  '11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known 
 We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
 And  count  a  brother's  case  our  own. 
 
 5  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat, 
 Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
 
 O  !  may  we  all  together  meet 
 Around  the  throne  of  God  above ! 
 
 159  L.  M. 
 
 Welcome  and  Exhortation. 
 
 1  TT7ELC0ME,  ye  well-belov'd  of  God, 
 
 VV    Ye  heirs  of  grace  redeem'd  by  blood: 
 Welcome  with  us  your  hands  to  join, 
 As  partners  of  our  lot  divine. 
 
 2  With  us  the  pilgrim's  state  embrace  ; 
 We  're  trav'ling  to  a  blissful  place  ; 
 
 Our  heav'nly  Guide,  who  knows  the  way, 
 Conducts  us  on  from  day  to  day. 
 
 3  Embrace  the  cross,  and  firm  endure  ; 
 Your  days  of  toil  will  soon  be  o'er; 
 Soon  shall  we  sit  with  Jesus  down, 
 
 %   And  wear  an  everlasting  crown. 
 
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Parti.  MEMBERSHIP.  160,161 
 
 160  7s.         Montgomery. 
 The  New  Member's  Declaration. 
 
 1  "DEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 
 
 JL     I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
 Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
 Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found. 
 
 2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 
 
 Turns  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
 Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
 O,  receive  me  into  rest ! 
 
 3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 
 Like  the  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  soul  no  more, 
 Every  idol  I  resign. 
 
 161  L.  M. 
 
 New  Member's  Desire. 
 
 1  TJENEW'D  by  grace,  we  love  the  word, 
 -LV  And  yield  our  souls  to  Christ  the  Lord ; 
 Then  to  the  Church  ourselves  we  give, 
 
 In  holy  fellowship  to  live. 
 
 2  Lord,  may  we  feel  that  we  are  thine, 
 And  sweetly  on  thy  breast  recline  ; 
 Thy  name  revere,  thy  word  obey, 
 And  never  cease  to  watch  and  pray. 
 
 3  May  we  continue  in  thy  ways, 
 Delight  to  pray  —  delight  to  praise ; 
 Among  thy  saints  abide  in  love. 
 Till  call'd  to  shine  in  realms  above. 
 
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162,  163    the  lord's  supper.       Part  I. 
 THE   LORD'S    SUPPER. 
 
 162  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Lord's  Supper  instituted. 
 
 1  'rpWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
 
 JL   When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
 Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
 And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes : 
 
 2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
 
 He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd,  and  brake ; 
 What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
 What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 
 
 3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin  ; 
 
 "  Receive  and  eat  the  living  food ;" 
 Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  wine ; 
 "'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 
 
 4  "  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end, 
 "  In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend : 
 
 "  Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
 "  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 
 
 5  Jesus!  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 
 
 We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
 Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
 The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 163  C.  M.  Hart. 
 
 A  Preparation  Hymn. 
 
 1  rpHAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
 JL   The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
 
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Part  I         the  lord's  supper.  164 
 
 Did,  almost  with  his  latest  breath, 
 This  solemn  feast  ordain. 
 
 2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  are  met, 
 
 And  to  remember  thee  : 
 Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
 "  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 
 
 3  Thy  sufferings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 
 
 To  our  remembrance  brings ; 
 We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine, 
 But  think  on  nobler  things. 
 
 4  O,  tune  our  tongues,  and  put  in  frame 
 
 Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
 
 To  sing,  "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
 
 "  The  Lamb  that  died  for  me." 
 
 164  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Before  or  after  Supper. 
 
 1  TESUS  invites  his  saints 
 
 •J    To  meet  around  his  board ; 
 Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
 Communion  with  their  Lord. 
 
 2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh, 
 
 He  bids  us  drink  his  blood ; 
 Amazing  favour  !  matchless  grace 
 Of  our  descending  God  ! 
 
 This  holy  bread  and  wine 
 Maintains  our  fainting  breath, 
 
 By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
 And  interest  in  his  death. 
 
 Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
 Christ  and  his  members  one; 
 
 We  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
 And  he  the  first-born  Son. 
 
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165  the  lord's  supper.        Part  I. 
 
 5  We  are  but  several  parts 
 
 Of  the  same  broken  bread ; 
 One  body  hath  its  several  limbs 
 But  Jesus  is  the  head. 
 
 6  Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd 
 
 His  glorious  name  to  raise- 
 Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
 And  every  voice  be  praise. 
 
 165  CM.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Divine  Love  making  a  Feast,  and  calling 
 in  the  Guests. 
 
 ]H 
 
 OW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
 With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
 While  everlasting  love  displays 
 The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 
 
 2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 
 
 With  soft  compassion  rolls ; 
 Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 
 Is  food  for  dying  souls. 
 
 3  While  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 
 
 Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
 Each  of  us  cries  with  thankful  tongues, 
 "  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 
 
 4  "  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?" 
 
 5  'T  was  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast 
 
 That  sweetly  fore'd  us  in  ; 
 Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
 And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 
 
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Part  I.      the  lord's  supper.  166 
 
 6  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God ; 
 Constrain  the  earth  to  come; 
 Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad 
 And  bring  the  strangers  home. 
 
 166  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Benefit  of  Christ's  Death. 
 
 1  T  ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
 J-J  To  praise  our  God  on  high, 
 Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son, 
 
 To  fetch  us  strangers  nigh. 
 
 2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 
 
 To  sing  the  Saviour's  name; 
 Jesus,  th'  ambassador  of  peace, 
 How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 
 
 3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears 
 
 To  bring  us  near  to  God; 
 Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears 
 To  make  the  payment  good. 
 
 4  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
 
 But  he  our  priest  atones  ; 
 On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  spilt, 
 And  offer'd  with  his  groans. 
 
 5  Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him 
 
 Whose  death  was  thy  desert, 
 And  humbly  view  the  living  stream 
 Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 
 
 6  While  the  eternal  Three 
 
 Bear  their  record  above, 
 Here  I  believe  he  died  for  me, 
 And  seal  my  Saviour's  love. 
 
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167,  168    the  lord's  supper.     Part  I. 
 
 167  L.  M.  Beddome. 
 Holy  Admiration  and  Joy. 
 
 1  TESUS,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
 *)    Beholds  thy  wond'rous  sacrifice, 
 Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame, 
 
 And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim. 
 
 2  With  cold  affections,  who  can  see 
 
 The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree. 
 Thy  flowing  tears,  and  purple  sweat, 
 Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet. 
 
 3  Look,  saints,  into  his  opening  side, 
 
 The  wound  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide? 
 Thence  issues  forth  a  double  flood 
 Of  cleansing  water,  pard'ning  blood. 
 
 4  Hence,  O  my  soul,  a  balsam  flows, 
 
 To  heal  thy  wounds,  and  ease  thy  woes ; 
 Immortal  joys  come  streaming  down, 
 Joys,  like  his  griefs,  immense,  unknown. 
 
 5  Thus  I  could  ever,  ever  sing 
 
 The  sufferings  of  my  heavenly  King  ; 
 With  growing  pleasure  spread  abroad 
 The  mysteries  of  my  dying  Lord. 
 
 168  C.  M.        Montgomery. 
 "This  do  in  remembrance  of  Me. 
 
 1  A  CCORDWG  to  thy  gracious  word, 
 A  Tn  meek  humility, 
 
 This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
 I  will  remember  thee. 
 
 2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
 
 My  bread  from  heav'n  shall  be  ; 
 
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Part  I.        the  lord's  supper.  169 
 
 The  testamental  cup  I  take, 
 And  thus  remember  thee. 
 
 3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 
 
 Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
 Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
 And  not  remember  thee  1 
 
 4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 
 
 And  rest  on  Calvary, 
 
 0  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
 I  must  remember  thee :  — 
 
 5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 
 
 And  all  thy  love  to  me  : 
 Yes,  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. 
 
 169  L.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Christ  crucified. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see, 
 
 VV    Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me ; 
 Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
 For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 
 
 2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  thro'  my  heart, 
 In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 
 
 1  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes ; 
 But  see  !  he  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 
 
 3  Come  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood ! 
 Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near, 
 
 The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 
 
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170  the  lord's  supper.        Part  I. 
 
 4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains  ; 
 
 T  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains  ; 
 Only  the  fountain  head  above, 
 Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 
 
 5  Oh,  that  I  thus  could  always  feel 
 Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ! 
 Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 
 The  grace'and  glory  of  thy  name. 
 
 170  S.M.    Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Death  and  Triumph  of  Christ. 
 
 1  /""10ME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
 \J  Your  noblest  music  bring  : 
 'Tis  Christ,  the  everlasting  God, 
 
 And  Christ,  the  Man,  we  sing. 
 
 2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh, 
 
 To  take  away  our  guilt ; 
 Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  blood, 
 That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 
 
 3  Alas !  the  cruel  spear 
 
 Went  deep  into  his  side  ; 
 And  the  rich  blood  of  purple  gore 
 Their  murderous  weapons  dy'd. 
 
 4  Down  to  the  shades  of  death 
 
 He  bow'd  his  awful  head; 
 
 Yet  he  arose  to  live  and  reign 
 
 When  death  itself  is  dead. 
 
 5  No  more  the  bloody  spear, 
 
 The  cross  and  nails  no  more  ; 
 For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name. 
 And  all  the  heavens  adore. 
 
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Part  I.       the  lord's  supper.  171 
 
 6  There  his  full  glories  shine 
 With  uncreated  rays, 
 And  bless  his  saints'  and  angels'  eyes 
 To  everlasting  days. 
 
 171  C.  M.    Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Price  of  our  Redemption. 
 
 1  TTOW  condescending  and  how  kind 
 Jtl  Was  God's  eternal  Son ! 
 
 Our  misery  reach'd  his  heavenly  mind, 
 And  pity  brought  him  down. 
 
 2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
 
 To  raise  us  to  his  throne ; 
 There 's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
 But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 
 
 3  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 
 
 His  love  is  still  as  great: 
 
 Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 
 
 Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 
 
 4  Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 
 
 As  kind  as  when  he  died, 
 And  see  the  sorrows  of  his  soul 
 Bleed  through  his  wounded  side. 
 
 5  Here  we  receive  repeated  seals 
 
 Of  Jesus'  dying  love ! 
 Hard  is  the  wretch  that  never  feels 
 One  soft  affection  move. 
 
 6  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 
 
 While  we  his  death  record, 
 And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 
 Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 
 
 (143) 
 
172, 173   the  lord's  supper.       Part  I. 
 
 Effect  of  the  Cross. 
 
 172  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 1  TTTHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross, 
 
 V  V     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  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
 Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
 Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
 
 4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
 
 That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
 Love  so  amazing  —  so  divine, 
 Demands  my  soul  —  my  life  —  my  all. 
 
 173  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Christ's  Victory  celebrated. 
 
 1  rpHE  Lord  !  how  glorious  is  his  face  1 
 _L    How  kind  his  smiles  appear! 
 And,  O  !  what  melting  words  he  says 
 
 To  every  humble  ear ! 
 
 2  "  For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 
 
 "  It  was  for  you  I  died  ; 
 "  Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
 "  And  look  into  my  side. 
 
 3  "  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 
 
 "The  tokens  of  mv  pains, 
 
 (144) 
 
Part  I.       the  lord's  supper.  174 
 
 "  When  I  eame  down  to  free  your  souls 
 "From  misery  and  chains. 
 
 4  "  Justice  unsheath'd  its  fiery  sword, 
 
 "And  plung'd  it  in  my  heart; 
 "  Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
 "  And  most  tormenting  smart. 
 
 5  "  When  hell,  and  all  its  spiteful  powers 
 
 "  Stood  dreadful  in  my  way, 
 "  To  rescue  those  dear  lives  of  yours, 
 "I  gave  my  own  away. 
 
 6  "  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd  and  died, 
 
 "  I  ruin'd  Satan's  throne  ; 
 "  High  on  my  cross  I  hung,  and  spy'd. 
 "  The  monster  tumbling  down. 
 
 •    7  "  Now  you  must  triumph  at  my  feast, 
 "And  taste  my  flesh  and  blood; 
 And  live  eternal  ages  blest, 
 "For  'tis  immortal  food." 
 
 8  Victorious  God !  what  can  we  pay 
 For  favours  so  divine? 
 We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 
 To  be  for  ever  thine. 
 
 174  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Collected  from  several  Hymns. 
 
 LORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are ; 
 How  heavenly  is  the  place, 
 Where  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feast 
 Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 
 2  Our  humble  faith  here  takes  her  rise, 
 While  sitting  round  his  board; 
 And  back  to  Calvary  she  flies 
 To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 
 K  (145) 
 
1 75  the  lord's  supper.       Part  I. 
 
 3  His  soul,  what  agonies  it  felt, 
 
 When  his  own  God  withdrew! 
 And  the  large  loads  of  all  our  guilt 
 Lay  heavy  on  him  too. 
 
 4  "  Here,"  (says  the  kind,  redeeming  Lord 
 
 And  shows  his  wounded  side,) 
 "  See  here  the  spring  of  all  your  joys, 
 "  That  open'd  when  I  died." 
 
 5  He  smiles  and  cheers  my  mournful  heart, 
 
 And  tells  of  all  his  pain; 
 "  All  this,"  says  he,  "  I  bore  for  thee"  — 
 And  then  he  smiles  again. 
 
 6  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love, 
 
 Ye  saints,  that  taste  his  wine  ; 
 Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, 
 In  loud  hosannas  join. 
 
 175  L.  M.   Double.  Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 Christ  dying,  rising,  and  reigning. 
 
 1  TTE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
 JlL  Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around; 
 A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 
 
 A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  1 
 Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
 For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load; 
 He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
 A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood! 
 
 2  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree ; 
 The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
 
 But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
 Jesus  the  dead  revives  asain  ! 
 The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 
 Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  1 
 
 (146) 
 
Part  I.       the  lord's  supper.  176 
 
 Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
 And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 
 
 3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
 How  high  your  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
 Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell. 
 And  led  the  monster,  Death,  in  chains  ! 
 Say,  "Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  Kins, 
 "  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 
 Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where 's  thy  sting  ? 
 "  And  where  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ?" 
 
 176  7s.  Newton. 
 
 Gratitude  for  Pardon. 
 
 1  T  ET  me  dwell  on  Golgotha ; 
 JLi  Weep  and  love  my  life  away, 
 While  I  see  him  on  the  tree, 
 Weep,  and  bleed,  and  die  for  me  ! 
 
 2  That  dear  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
 Shows  my  sin  in  all  its  guilt : 
 Ah,  my  soul !  he  bore  the  load ; 
 Thou  hast  slain  the  Lamb  of  God. 
 
 3  Hark !  his  dying  words,  "  Forgive  ! 
 Father,  let  the  sinner  live : 
 Sinner,  wipe  thy  tears  away  ; 
 I  thy  ransom  freely  pay." 
 
 4  While  I  hear  this  grace  reveal'd, 
 And  obtain  a  pardon  seal'd, 
 
 All  my  soft  affections  move, 
 Waken'd  by  the  force  of  love. 
 
 |5  Farewell,  world  !  thy  gold  is  dross, 
 Now  I  see  the  bleeding  cross; 
 Jesus  died  to  set  me  free 
 From  the  law,  and  sin,  and  thee. 
 
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177  the  lord's  supper.       Part  I. 
 
 6  He  has  dearly  bought  my  soul ; 
 Lord,  accept  and  claim  the  whole ; 
 To  thy  will  I  all  resign, 
 Now,  no  more  my  own,  but  thine. 
 
 177  P.  M.    Wesley ;  altered, 
 
 Dying  Love  of  Christ. 
 
 1  T  AMB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 
 JLi  We  now  recall  to  mind, 
 Send  the  answer  from  above, 
 
 And  let  us  mercy  find  ; 
 Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee, 
 
 And  every  struggling  soul  release, 
 O,  remember  Calvary, 
 
 And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 
 
 2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 
 
 And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray ; 
 By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 
 
 Take  all  our  sins  away  : 
 Burst  our  bonds  and  set  us  free, 
 
 From  all  iniquity  release; 
 O,  remember  Calvary, 
 
 And  bid  us  go  in  peace  ! 
 
 3  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  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease  ; 
 O,  remember  Calvary, 
 
 And  bid  us  go  in  peace! 
 
 4  Never  let  us  hence  depart, 
 
 Till  thou  our  wants  relieve ; 
 Write  forgiveness  on  each  heart, 
 And  all  thine  image  give ; 
 
 (148) 
 
Part  I.  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH.      178, 179 
 
 Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 
 And  long  for  perfect  holiness; 
 
 O,  remember  Calvary, 
 And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 
 
 THE    CHRISTIAN     CHURCH 
 
 178  CM.     Watts' Psalms. 
 Christ,  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 
 
 1  T>EHOLD  the  sure  foundation  stone, 
 X)  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
 To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
 
 And  his  eternal  praise. 
 
 2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 
 And  saints  adore  the  name  ! 
 
 They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
 Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 
 
 3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe,  and  priest, 
 Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
 
 Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
 And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
 
 4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
 Yet  must  this  building  rise: 
 
 'Tis  thine  own  work,  Almighty  God, 
 And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes. 
 
 179  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 A  Church  established. 
 
 ]     A  RISE,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 
 xx  And  enter  to  thy  rest ! 
 Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
 Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 
 
 (149) 
 
180  christian  church.        Part  L 
 
 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  till  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  honours  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
 And  shame  confound  his  foes. 
 
 180  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God,  the  glory  and  Defence  of  Zion. 
 
 1  TTAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
 xl  The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  : 
 Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
 
 Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 
 
 2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
 A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits; 
 Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
 Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 
 
 3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage  ; 
 Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
 Like  rising  waves,  with  angry  roar, 
 That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 
 
 4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
 Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell ; 
 
 (150) 
 
Part  I.  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH.  181 
 
 His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground 
 Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 
 
 5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun  ; 
 Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
 On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
 And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 
 
 181  S.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 Pleasures  of  Social  Worship. 
 "OW  charming  is  the  place, 
 
 H( 
 
 Where  my  Redeemer-God, 
 Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
 And  sheds  his  love  abroad! 
 
 2  Not  the  fair  palaces, 
 
 To  which  the  great  resort, 
 Are  once  to  be  compar'd  with  this, 
 Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 
 
 3  Here,  on  the  mercy  seat, 
 
 With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 
 Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
 And  smile  on  all  around. 
 
 4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
 
 Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 
 He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
 And  grants  them  all  their  want3. 
 
 5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 
 
 He  graciously  imparts; 
 And  in  return  accepts,  with  smiles, 
 The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 
 
 6  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 
 
 Within  thy  blest  abode, 
 Among  the  children  of  thy  grace,  ' 
 The  servants  of  mv  God. 
 
 (151) 
 
182, 183    christian  church.        Part  I. 
 
 182  C.  M. 
 
 The  Communion  of  Saints. 
 
 1  rj^HE  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 
 _L    But  one  communion  make; 
 Join'd  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
 
 All  of  his  grace  partake. 
 
 2  One  family  we  dwell  in  Him, 
 
 One  church  above,  beneath, 
 Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
 The  narrow  stream  of  death. 
 
 3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 
 
 To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
 Part  of  the  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 
 And  part  are  crossing  now. 
 
 4  Lo  !  thousands  to  their  endless  home 
 
 Are  swiftly  borne  away; 
 And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 
 And  soon  must  launch  as  they. 
 
 5  O  Saviour  !  be  our  constant  sruide  ! 
 
 Then,  when  the  word  is  friven, 
 Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide. 
 And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 
 
 183  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 God's  Faithfulness  to  his  Church. 
 
 1  T  ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice, 
 JLi  Behold  the  promis'd  hour, 
 Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
 And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 
 
 '2  Her  dirst  and  ruins  that  remain 
 Are  precious  in  our  eyes; 
 
 (152) 
 
Part  I.  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH.  184 
 
 Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
 And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 
 
 3  The  Lord  shall  raise  Jerusalem, 
 
 And  stand  in  glory  there; 
 Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
 And  kings  attend  with  fear. 
 
 4  He  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne. 
 
 With  pity,  in  his  eyes; 
 He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  groan, 
 And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 
 
 5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death, 
 
 And  when  his  saints  complain, 
 It  sha'n't  be  said,  "  That  praying  breath 
 'Was  ever  spent  in  vain." 
 
 6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 
 
 And  left  on  long  record, 
 That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
 And  trust,  and  praise  the  Lord. 
 
 184  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  Faithful  Servant. 
 
 1  T7"E  servants  of  the  Lord, 
 
 X    Each  in  his  office  wait, 
 Observant  of  his  heavenly  wora, 
 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,  'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 
 And  while  we  speak  he  's  near ; 
 
 Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
 And  ready  all  appear. 
 
 (153) 
 
185  christian  chdrch.       Part  I. 
 
 4  O  happy  servant  he, 
 
 In  such  a  posture  found ! 
 He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
 And  be  with  honour  crown'd. 
 
 5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread, 
 
 With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 
 And  raise  that  favourite  servant's  head, 
 Amidst  the  angelic  band. 
 
 185  C.  M.  Watts. 
 
 The  Church  below  and  above. 
 
 1  T  LOVE  to  see  the  Lord  below; 
 1    His  church  displays  his  grace  ; 
 But  upper  worlds  his  glory  know, 
 
 And  view  him  face  to  face. 
 
 2  I  love  to  worship  at  his  feet, 
 
 Though  sin  annoy  me  there; 
 But  saints,  exalted  near  his  seat, 
 Have  no  assaults  to  fear. 
 
 3  I  love  to  meet  him  in  his  court, 
 
 And  taste  his  heavenly  love  ; 
 But  still  his  visits  seem  too  short, 
 Or  I  too  soon  remove. 
 
 4  He  shines  —  and  I  am  all  delight ; 
 
 He  hides  — and  all  is  pain: 
 When  will  he  fix  me  in  his  sight, 
 And  ne'er  depart  again; 
 
 5  O  Lord,  I  love  thy  service  now ; 
 
 Thy  church  displays  thy  power; 
 But  soon  in  heaven  I  hope  to  view 
 And  praise  thee  evermore, 
 
 (154) 
 
Part  I.        CHRISTIAN  CHURCH.      186, 187 
 
 186  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Seeking  the  Pastures  of  Christ. 
 
 1  rpHOU  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
 JL   All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love, 
 Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 
 Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 
 
 2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 
 Which  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock? 
 Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
 Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 
 
 3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
 That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  ? 
 My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 
 Would  never  seek  another  love. 
 
 187  CM.     Watts' Hymns. 
 Destruction  of  Antichrist. 
 
 1  «  T  LIFT  my  banner,'  saith  the  Lord, 
 
 J.  '  Where  antichrist  has  stood ; 
 '  The  city  of  my  gospel  foes 
 '  Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 
 
 2  '  My  heart  has  studied  just  revenge, 
 
 '  And  now  the  day  appears, 
 '  The  day  of  my  redeern'd  is  come, 
 '  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 
 
 3  '  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 
 
 '  And  bids  my  fury  go ; 
 '  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  shall  move, 
 '  And  be  as  fatal  too. 
 
 4  '  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  ; 
 
 "  Then  has  mv  gospel  none  ? 
 
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188  christian  church.         Part  I. 
 
 '  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
 '  To  crush  my  foes  alone. 
 
 5  '  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  sword 
 
 '  Shall  walk  the  streets  around, 
 '  Babel  shall  reel  beneath  my  stroke, 
 '  And  stagger  to  the  ground.' 
 
 6  Thine  honours,  O  victorious  King  ! 
 
 Thine  own  right  hand  shall  raise, 
 While  we  thine  awful  vengeance  sing, 
 And  our  Deliverer  praise. 
 
 188  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Church  in  the  Latter  Day. 
 
 1  T  O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 
 JLi  To  our  believing  eyes! 
 
 The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
 And  the  old  rolling  skies. 
 
 2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 
 
 That  holy,  happy  place, 
 The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
 Adorn'd  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,  the  loving  God. 
 
 5  "  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
 
 "From  every  weeping  eye; 
 "And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  t.nd 
 fears, 
 "  And  death  itself  shall  die." 
 
 (156) 
 
Part  I.     CHURCH  FELLOWSHIP.     189, 190 
 
 6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long 
 Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
 Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
 And  bring  the  welcome  day. 
 
 189  L.  M. 
 
 The  Church's  Victory.     Isa.  52. 
 
 1  rpRlUMPHANT  Zion,  lift  thy  head 
 
 J.    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  thy  excellence  be  known  ; 
 Deck'd  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
 The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 
 
 3  No  more  shall  daring  foes  invade, 
 And  fill  thy  hallow'd  walls  with  dread ; 
 No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
 Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 
 
 4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  pray'r, 
 His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair : 
 
 Nor  will  thy  watiehful  Monarch  cease 
 To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 
 
 CHURCH   FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 190  L.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Meeting  of  Christian  Friends. 
 
 1  T7TNDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
 J\.  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ! 
 May  we  together  now  partake 
 The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 
 
 (157) 
 
191  church  fellowship.      Part  L 
 
 2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  't  is  giv'n, 
 
 To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name  ; 
 And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 
 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  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
 
 And  suffer'd  for  us,  here  below  ; 
 The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
 And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 
 
 5  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. 
 
 191  C.  M.  Reed. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  /"10ME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
 \J  To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
 Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
 
 When  we  his  love  proclaim. 
 
 2  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserv'd 
 
 Our  feet  from  every  snare ; 
 And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
 Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 
 
 3  O  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 
 
 Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
 And  warm  our  zeal,  in  works  of  love 
 Our  talents  to  employ. 
 
 4  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away ; 
 
 Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease  ; 
 
 (158) 
 
Part  I.         CHURCH  FELLOWSHIP.      '       192 
 
 And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
 A  family  of  peace  ! 
 
 192  C.  M.      Wesley ;  alt'd. 
 
 Praying  for  each  other. 
 
 1  JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
 *J  And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
 We  humbly  come  to  seek  thy  face  — 
 
 O,  may  our  prayer  be  heard ! 
 
 2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
 
 And  bear  the  easy  yoke  ; 
 A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord, 
 Which  never  can  be  broke. 
 
 3  Touch'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 
 
 Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
 And  ever  to  each  other  move, 
 And  ever  move  to  thee. 
 
 4  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 
 
 Each  other's  cross  to  bear; 
 
 Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 
 
 And  feel  his  brother's  care. 
 
 5  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
 
 Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
 Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
 And  perfect  us  in  love. 
 
 6  Then  when  on  earth  our  work  is  done, 
 
 Receive  thy  ready  bride ; 
 Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot, 
 With  all  the  sanctified. 
 
 (159) 
 
193, 194    church  fellowship.    Part  I, 
 
 193  S.  M. 
 Love  to  the  Saints. 
 
 1  T  LOVE  the  sons  of  grace, 
 J.  The  heirs  of  bliss  divine, 
 
 Who  walk  in  paths  of  righteousness 
 And  fly  from  every  sin. 
 
 2  They  will  my  faults  reprove, 
 
 When  heedlessly  I  err ; 
 How  do  I  prize  their  faithful  love, 
 Their  kind  and  tender  care  1 
 
 3  They  Jesus'  image  bear  — 
 
 How  lovely  is  the  sight ! 
 They  shall  at  length  with  him  appear 
 In  everlasting  light. 
 
 4  They  love  the  Father's  name. 
 
 And  gladly  do  his  will ; 
 They  humbly  follow  Christ  the  Lamb, 
 In  purity  and  zeal. 
 
 5  Their  footsteps  I  'II  pursue, 
 
 With  vigour,  till  I  die  ; 
 Rejoicing  in  the  pleasing  view 
 Of  meeting  them  on  high. 
 
 6  It  is  a  sweet  employ 
 
 To  join  in  worship  here  ; 
 But  how  divine  will  be  the  joy, 
 To  see  each  other  there  ! 
 
 194  S.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Union  in  Social  Life. 
 
 ►LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
 
 'B1 
 
 Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
 (160) 
 
Part  I.         CHURCH  FELLOWSHIP.  195 
 
 Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
 Through  all  their  actions  run. 
 
 2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 
 
 Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
 Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
 Make  their  communion  sweet. 
 
 3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 
 
 They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
 The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
 And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
 
 4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
 
 The  saints  are  blest  above, 
 Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
 And  all  the  air  is  love. 
 
 195  S.  M. 
 
 Grateful  JReview. 
 
 1  A  ND  are  we  yet  alive, 
 
 A  And  see  each  other's  face? 
 Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 
 For  his  redeeming  grace  ! 
 
 2  Preserv'd  by  power  divine 
 
 To  find  salvation  here, 
 Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
 And  in  his  sight  appear. 
 
 3  What  troubles  have  we  seen  ! 
 
 What  conflicts  have  we  past ! 
 Fightings  without  and  fears  within 
 Since  we  assembled  last.    • 
 
 4  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 
 
 Hath  brought  us  by  his  love  ; 
 And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 
 And  hides  our  life  above. 
 L  (161) 
 
196  CHURCH  fellowship.       Part  L 
 
 5  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
 
 Of  his  redeeming  pow*r, 
 Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
 TiJI  we  shall  sin  no  more  : 
 
 6  Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 
 
 Till  we  the  crown  obtain  ; 
 And  gladly  reckon  all  things  lost, 
 That  we  may  Jesus  gain. 
 
 196  7s.  Wesley. 
 
 Love  and  Union  of  Saints. 
 
 1  TESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
 *)    Let  us  in  thy  name  agree; 
 Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace  : 
 Bid  our  jars  for  ever  cease. 
 
 2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
 Every"  stumbling-block  remove 
 Each  to  each  unite,  endear; 
 Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 
 
 3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
 Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind; 
 Lowly,  meek  in  thought  and  word, 
 Altogether  like  our  Lord. 
 
 4  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
 Each  the  other's  burden  bear  : 
 To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
 Show  how  true  believers  live. 
 
 5  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
 To  thy  family  above  ; 
 
 On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
 Show  how  true  believers  die. 
 
 (162) 
 
Part  I.     CHURCH  FELLOWSHIP.     197, 198 
 
 197  S.  M.  Fawcett. 
 
 Love  to  the  Brethren. 
 
 'B 
 
 LESS'D  be  the  tie  that  binds 
 Our  hearts  in  mutual  love  ! 
 The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
 Is  like  to  that  above. 
 
 2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
 
 We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
 Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
 Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
 
 3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
 
 Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
 And  often  for  each  other  flows 
 The  sympathizing  tear. 
 
 4  When  we  asunder  part. 
 
 It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
 But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
 And  hope  to  meet  again. 
 
 5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
 
 Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
 
 While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
 
 And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
 
 6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
 
 And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
 And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
 198  8s. 
 
 The  Union  of  Saints. 
 
 ROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise. 
 That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love? 
 (163) 
 
 'F 
 
199  church  fellowship.      Part  I. 
 
 It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 
 As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 
 
 2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
 
 Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost; 
 It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
 And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 
 
 3  My  brethren  are  dear  unto  me, 
 
 Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ; 
 Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
 In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 
 
 4  Why  then  so  unwilling  to  part, 
 
 Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again? 
 Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
 At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 
 
 5  O  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
 
 And  join  with  the  angels  above; 
 Set  free  from  these  prisons  of  clay, 
 United  in  Jesus's  love. 
 
 6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
 
 And  all  his  bright  glories  shall  see 
 Singing,  hallelujah  !  amen  1 
 Amen!  even  so  let  it  be. 
 
 199  P.  M. 
 
 Mutual  Encouragement. 
 
 1  /^lOME  on,  my  fellow  pilgrims,  come, 
 v>*  And  let  us  all  be  hastening  home  ; 
 We  soon  shall  land  on  yon  blest  shore, 
 Where  pains  and  sorrows  are  no  more  ; 
 There  we  our  Jesus  shall  adore, 
 
 For  ever  blest  t 
 
 2  What  though  our  way  to  Zion  be 
 Beset  with  pain  and  poverty; 
 
 (164) 
 
Part  I.        CHURCH   FELLOWSHIP.  200 
 
 What  though  temptations  us  assail, 
 Though  foes  increase,  and  friends  all  fail; 
 The  Lord  's  our  friend  —  we  '11  cry,  all  hail ! 
 For  ever  blest ! 
 
 3  O  !  what  a  joyful  meeting,  when, 
 With  all  the  saints  and  righteous  men, 
 And  with  the  numerous  angels  too, 
 We  sing  the  song  for  ever  new, 
 
 And  still  have  Jesus  in  our  view, 
 
 For  ever  blest ! 
 
 4  No  period  then  our  joys  shall  know, 
 Secure  from  every  mortal  foe ; 
 
 No  sickness  there,  no  want,  or  pain, 
 Shall  e'er  disturb  our  rest  again, 
 When  with  Immanuel  we  reign, 
 
 For  ever  blest ! 
 
 200  P.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Christians  encouraging  each  other. 
 
 1  i^lOME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
 
 Kj  My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 
 
 Who  still  your  bodies  feel ; 
 Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
 And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
 
 To  that  celestial  hill. 
 
 2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
 Look  forward  to  that  happy  place, 
 
 The  saints'  secure  abode  ; 
 On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
 And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 
 
 And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 
 
 3  See  where  the  Lamb  in  glory  stands, 
 Encircled  with  his  radiant  bands 
 And  join  th'  angelic  pow'rs ; 
 
 (165) 
 
201  rejoicing  Part  I. 
 
 For  all  that  height  of  glorious  bliss 
 Our  everlasting  portion  is, 
 And  all  that  heav'n  is  ours. 
 
 4  Who  suffer  for  our  master  here. 
 We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 
 
 And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
 To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
 And  all,  that  to  the  end  endure 
 
 The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 
 
 5  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope  ! 
 It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up, 
 
 It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ; 
 Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
 And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last 
 
 Triumphant  with  our  Head. 
 
 REJOICING   AND    PRAISE. 
 
 201  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Salvation. 
 
 1  QALVATION !  O,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
 O  "Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
 
 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. 
 
 (166) 
 
Part  I.  and  praise.  202 
 
 4  Salvation  !  O,  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 
 
 To  thee  the  praise  belongs  : 
 
 Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
 
 And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 
 
 Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
 Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  : 
 Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer  ! 
 Hallelujah !  Praise  the  Lord ! 
 
 202         C.  M.  Watts'  Psalms  ;  altered. 
 Joyful  Praise. 
 
 1  IVTY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
 1V_L  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; 
 Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
 That  I  may  love  thee  more. 
 
 3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
 
 Of  the  celestial  road ; 
 And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
 To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 
 
 4  Awake,  awake  my  tuneful  powers, 
 
 With  this  delightful  song, 
 And  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
 Nor  think  the  season  long. 
 
 (167) 
 
203, 204  rejoicing  Part  I. 
 
 203  C.  M.  Watts'  Lyrics ;  altered. 
 The  Rapture  of  Divine  Love. 
 
 1  f\  'TIS  delight,  without  alloy, 
 \J  Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name ; 
 My  Spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
 
 I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 
 
 2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 
 
 When  love  inspires  my  breast, 
 Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
 The  sov'reign  of  the  rest. 
 
 3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 
 
 When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 
 Must  sound  from  every  joyful  string 
 Through  the  sweet  groves  of  bliss. 
 
 4  Let  life  immortal  seize  my  clay  ; 
 
 Let  love  refine  my  blood; 
 Her  flames  can  bear  my  soul  away. 
 Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 
 
 5  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 
 
 And  hasten  to  my  home ; 
 I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace; 
 I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 
 
 6  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills, 
 
 Let  sin  and  death  remove ; 
 Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot-wheels, 
 And  death  must  yield  to  love. 
 
 204  L.  M.  Watts'  Hymns ;  altered. 
 The  Church's  Espousals. 
 
 1  TESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
 J   Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ! 
 (168) 
 
Part  L  a*nd  praise.  205 
 
 Accept  thy  well-deserv'd  renown, 
 And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
 
 2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be, 
 Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
 Like  the  blest  hour  when  from  above, 
 We  first  receiv'd  the  pledge  of  love. 
 
 3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
 O  may  it  ever,  ever  stay ! 
 
 Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
 Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 
 
 4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
 Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
 Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name 
 At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 205  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  Ransomed  of  the  Lord.    Isa.  xxx.  10. 
 
 1  QING,  all  ye  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 
 O  Your  great  Deliverer  sing; 
 
 Ye  pilgrims  now  for  Zion  bound, 
 Be  joyful  in  your  King. 
 
 2  His  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
 
 Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
 
 Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
 
 And  see  your  gracious  God. 
 
 3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
 
 Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
 While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
 Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 
 
 4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 
 
 Pursue  his  footsteps  still  ; 
 And  fix  your  eye,  with  joyful  hope, 
 On  Zion's  heavenly  hill. 
 
 (169) 
 
206, 207  rejoicing  Part  I. 
 
 206  S.  M. 
 
 Rejoicing  in  Christ1  s  Reign. 
 
 1  "OEJOICE!  the  Lord  is  King! 
 JLV  Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
 
 Ye  ransom'd  saints,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
 And  triumph  evermore! 
 
 2  The  mighty  Saviour  reigns, 
 
 The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 
 When  he  himself  had  purged  our  stains, 
 He  took  his  seat  above. 
 
 3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail  ; 
 
 He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n  ; 
 The  sovereign  keys  of  death  and  hell 
 Into  his  hands  are  given. 
 
 4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 
 
 Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
 And  humbly  bow  to  his  command, 
 And  fall  beneath  his  feet. 
 
 5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ! 
 
 Jesus,  the"  Judge  shall  come. 
 And  take  his  waiting  servants  up 
 To  their  eternal  home. 
 
 207  7s.  Newton. 
 Redeeming  Love. 
 
 1  "VfOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
 l\    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ! 
 Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
 Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
 Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
 
 (170) 
 
Parti.  and  praise.  208 
 
 As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
 Bless  and  praise  redeeming  love. 
 
 3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
 Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
 See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
 Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 
 
 I  Ye,  alas !  who  long  have  been 
 Willing  slaves  to  death  and  sin, 
 Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
 Stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 
 
 Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd, 
 
 Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
 ;  Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
 !  Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 
 
 When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
 When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
 '  We  shall  all  the  fulness  prove 
 Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love. 
 
 He  subdued  th'  infernal  powers, 
 
 Those  tremendous  foes  of  ours; 
 i  From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 
 \  Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 
 I  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
 I  Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string; 
 I;  Mortals,  join  the  host  above, 
 I  Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 
 
 08  8s  &  7s. 
 
 The  Jubilee. 
 
 HARK  !  the  jubilee  is  sounding  ; 
 O  !  the  joyful  news  is  come ! 
 I  Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  abounding, 
 I     Flow  to  man  through  God's  dear  Son: 
 (HI) 
 
209  rejoicing  Part  I. 
 
 Now  we  have  an  invitation 
 
 To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lamb:  — 
 Glory,  honour,  and  salvation  ! 
 Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 
 
 2  Now  let  each  one  cease  from  sinning  — 
 
 Seek  the  Lord  without  delay  ; 
 Christ  the  Saviour  is  beginning 
 
 Sin  and  guilt  to  wash  away  : 
 Golden  moments  we  've  neglected  ; 
 
 Oh  !  the  time  we  '  ve  spent  in  vain  !  — 
 But  the  Saviour,  long  expected, 
 
 Now  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 
 
 3  Happy  children,  praise  your  Jesus 
 
 Love  and  praise  him  evermore  : 
 Free  salvation  should  constrain  us 
 
 To  lejoice  and  to  adore  : 
 Sound  his  praises  rouud  the  nation  ;  • 
 
 He  is  our  exalted  King: 
 Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 
 
 Let  the  saints  for  ever  sing. 
 
 209  P.  M.        Altered. 
 
 1  f\  THOU  God  of  my  salvation, 
 \J  My  Redeemer  from  all  sin  ; 
 Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion. 
 
 Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win  ! 
 I  will  praise  thee  — 
 Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ? 
 
 2  While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying, 
 
 Glory  to  tlie  great  I  AM! 
 I  with  them  would  still  be  vying 
 Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  I 
 O  how  precious 
 Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name ! 
 
 (172) 
 
 . 
 
Parti.  AND  PRAISE.  210 
 
 3  Now  I  see,  with  joy  and  wonder, 
 
 Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose  ; 
 Angel-minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
 
 Dying  love's  mysterious  cause ; 
 Yet  the  blessing, 
 Down  in  healing  streams  it  flows. 
 
 4  Though  unseen  I  love  the  Saviour ; 
 
 He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 
 Manifests  his  pardoning  favour; 
 
 And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 
 Soul  and  body 
 Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 
 
 5  Angels  now  are  hovering  round  us, 
 
 Unperceiv'd,  mix  with  the  throng, 
 Wondering  at  the  grace  that  crowns  us, 
 
 Glad  to  join  our  holy  song ; 
 Hallelujah  ! 
 Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong. 
 
 210  S.  M.     Double.    Watts. 
 
 Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 
 
 1  riOME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
 \j  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
 Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
 
 And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
 The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
 Be  banish'd  from  the  place ! 
 Religion  never  was  design'd 
 To  make  our  pleasures  less. 
 
 2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 
 Who  never  knew  our  God: 
 
 But  favourites  of  the  Heavenly  King 
 May  speak  their  jovs  abroad.  " 
 
 (173) 
 
211  rejoicing    .  Parti. 
 
 The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
 And  thunders  when  he  please, 
 That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky 
 And  calms  the  roaring  seas ; 
 
 3  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
 Our  Father  and  our  Love ; 
 
 He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
 
 To  carry  us  above: 
 
 There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
 
 And  never,  never  sin  ; 
 There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
 
 Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 
 
 4  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
 To  that  immortal  state, 
 
 The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
 
 Should  constant  joys  create. 
 
 The  men  of  grace  have  found 
 
 Glory  begun  below  ; 
 Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
 
 From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 
 
 5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 
 
 A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
 Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
 
 Or  walk  the  golden  streets  : 
 
 Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
 
 And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
 We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground 
 
 To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
 
 211  P.  M.  Swain. 
 
 Foretaste  of  Heaven. 
 
 1  (~\N  earth  the  song  begins, 
 \J  In  heaven  more  sweet,  more  loud 
 
 To  him  that  drowns  our  sins 
 In  his  atoning  blood;  — 
 
 (174) 
 
Part  I.  AND   PRAISE.  211 
 
 "  To  him,"  they  cry,  in  rapturous  strain, 
 "  Be  honour,  praise,  and  pow'r  —  Amen !" 
 
 2  Ye  saints  on  earth,  repeat 
 
 What  heav'n  with  rapture  owns ; 
 And  while  before  his  feet 
 
 The  elders  cast  their  crowns, 
 Go  imitate  the  choirs  above, 
 And  tell  the  world  your  Saviour's  love. 
 
 3  Sing  as  ye  pass  along, 
 
 With  joy  and  wonder  sing, 
 Till  others  learn  the  song, 
 
 And  own  your  Lord  their  King ; 
 Till  converts  join  you,  as  ye  go, 
 And  make  a  growing  heaven  below. 
 
 4  Inform  the  listening  world, 
 
 How  Jesus,  when  he  fell, 
 The  powers  of  darkness  hurl'd 
 
 Down  to  the  depths  of  hell ; 
 And  rising,  bore  the  rescu'd  prize, 
 His  church,  in  triumph  through  the  skies. 
 
 5  Alone  he  took  the  field, 
 
 Alone  the  battle  fought ; 
 With  his  own  sword  and  shield 
 
 The  mighty  work  he  wrought ; 
 The  mighty  work  was  all  his  own, 
 And  let  him  ever  wear  the  crown. 
 
 6  Our  feeble  minds  are  lost 
 
 Beneath  the  lofty  strain; 
 But  Jordan's  billows  cross'd, 
 
 We  '11  catch  the  sound  again ; 
 In  praise  assist  the  heavenly  choir, 
 Nor  ever  stop,  nor  ever  tire. 
 
 (175) 
 
212  rejoicing  Part  I. 
 
 212  P.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Rejoicing  in  Christ. 
 
 1  TTEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
 JJL  We  joyfully  adore  thee; 
 
 Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here 
 Shall  sing  like  those  in  glory: 
 We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices, 
 With  blest  anticipation, 
 
 And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
 The  praise  of  our  salvation. 
 
 2  While  in  affliction's  furnace, 
 And  passing  through  the  fire, 
 
 Thy  love  we'll  praise,  which  knows  no  days, 
 And  ever  brings  us  nigher: 
 We  clap  our  hands,  exulting 
 In  thine  Almighty  favour; 
 
 The  love  divine  that  made  us  thine, 
 Will  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 
 
 3  Thou  dost  conduct  thy  people 
 
 Through  torrents  of  temptation  ; 
 Nor  will  we  fear,  while  thou  art  near, 
 
 The  fire  of  tribulation  : 
 
 The  world,  with  sin  and  Satan, 
 
 In  vain  our  march  opposes; 
 By  thee  we  shall  break  through  them  all, 
 
 And  sing  the  Song  of  Moses. 
 
 4  By  faith  we  see  the  glory 
 
 To  which  thou  wilt  restore  us  : 
 The  cross  despise  for  that  high  prize 
 
 Which  thou  hast  set  before  us: 
 
 And  if  it  be  thy  pleasure, 
 
 We  each,  with  dying  Stephen, 
 Shall  see  thee  stand  at  God's  right  hand, 
 
 To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 
 
 (176) 
 
Parti.  and  praise.  213,214 
 
 213  8s  &7s. 
 
 A  sense  of  Salvation. 
 
 1  QAVIOUK,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
 
 ^  Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood  ; 
 And  my  troubled,  weary  spirit, 
 
 Now  finds  rest  in  thee,  my  God. 
 I  am  safe,  and  I  am  happy, 
 
 While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie ; 
 Sin  and  Satan  cannot  hurt  me, 
 
 While  my  Saviour  is  so  nigh. 
 
 2  Now  I  '11  sing  of  Jesus'  merit, 
 
 Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name ; 
 i      That  if  any  want  his  Spirit, 
 
 He  is  evermore  the  same, 
 i      He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 
 
 He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find ; 
 Whosoe'er  in  him  believeth, 
 
 Jesus  will  not  cast  behind. 
 ',  3  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading 
 
 With  his  Father  and  our  God ; 
 i     Now  for  us  is  interceding, 
 
 As  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 
 Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praying, 
 
 "  Father,  spare  them !  I  have  died  ;" 
 And  the  Father  answer,  saying,  — 
 
 "They  are  freely  justified." 
 
 '214  L.  M. 
 
 The  good  old  Way. 
 
 1  T  IFT  up  your  heads,  Immanuel's  friends, 
 J-J  And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends ; 
 Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 
 But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 
 
 And  I'll  sing  hallelujah,  <fcc. 
 M  (177) 
 
214  rkjoicing,  &c.  Part  I 
 
 2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
 Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 
 
 If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
 Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 
 And  I'll  sing,  &c. 
 
 3  O,  good  old  way,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
 May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart ; 
 But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
 We  're  marching  on  the  good  old  way. 
 
 And  I  '11  sing,  &c. 
 
 4  Though  Satan  may  his  power  employ, 
 Our  peace  and  comfort  to  destroy, 
 Yet  never  fear,  we  '11  gain  the  day, 
 And  triumph  in  the  good  old  way. 
 
 And  I  '11  sing,  &c. 
 
 5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
 And  view  by  faith  the  promis'd  land, 
 Then  we  may  sing,  exult,  and  pray, 
 And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 
 
 And  I'll  sing,  &c. 
 
 6  Ye  valiant  souls,  for  Heav'n  contend ; 
 Remember,  glory's  at  the  end: 
 Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
 When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 
 
 And  I'll  sing,  &c. 
 
 7  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
 
 We  '11  meet  with  those  who  're  gone  before, 
 And  him  we'll  praise,  in  endless  day, 
 Who  brought  us  on  the  good  old  way. 
 And  I'll  sing,  &c. 
 
 (178) 
 
Parti.       CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.      215,216 
 CHRISTIAN   WARFARE. 
 
 215  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Christian  Warfare. 
 
 1  QTAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
 O  And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on  ; 
 March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
 Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour's  gone. 
 
 2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  ; 
 But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
 Thy  Jesus  nail'd  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. 
 
 216  C.  M.  Heath. 
 Watchfulness  and  Prayer  inculcated. 
 
 1  TI/TY  soul  be  on  thy  guard, 
 -LT-L  Ten  thousand  foes  arise: 
 The  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. 
 
 ! 
 
 (179) 
 
217,218     christian  warfare.      Part  I. 
 
 3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
 
 Nor  lay  thine  armour  down  : 
 Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
 Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 
 
 4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
 
 Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 
 He  '11  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
 Up  to  his  blest  abode. 
 
 217  C.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Victory  through  Christ. 
 
 1  "C^OR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
 J.  My  Saviour  and  my  shield ; 
 He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word 
 
 To  arm  me  for  the  field. 
 
 2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
 
 He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
 Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
 And  guards  me  through  the  war. 
 
 3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 
 
 Doth  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 
 He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
 And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 
 
 218  S.  M. 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1    TESUS  the  Conqueror  reigns, 
 *J    In  glorious  strength  array "d : 
 His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
 And  bids  the  earth  be  glad. 
 
 Ye  sons  of  men  rejoice 
 In  Jesus'  mighty  love : 
 
 (180) 
 
Part  I.  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  219 
 
 Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
 To  him  who  rules  above. 
 
 3  Extol  his  kingly  power, 
 
 Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 
 Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more, 
 High  on  his  Father's  throne  : 
 
 4  Our  advocate  with  God, 
 
 He  undertakes  our  cause, 
 And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
 The  victory  of  his  cross. 
 
 5  That  bloody  banner  see, 
 
 And  in  your  Captain's  sight, 
 Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith  with  me, 
 My  fellow-soldiers,  fight.  , 
 
 6  See  there  the  starry  crown 
 
 That  glitters  through  the  skies  ! 
 Satan,  the  world,  and  sin  tread  down, 
 And  take  the  glorious  prize ! 
 
 219  S.  M.  Wesley;  extracted. 
 
 Christian  Soldiers  encoi 
 
 1      QOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
 O  And  put  your  armour  on, 
 Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
 Through  his  beloved  Son. 
 
 Our  Captain  leads  us  on ; 
 
 He  beckons  from  the  skies, 
 
 And  reaches  out  a  starry  crown. 
 
 And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 
 
 J      "  Be  faithful  unto  death ; 
 "  Partake  my  victory, 
 And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
 "  And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 
 
 (181) 
 
220  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  Part  I. 
 
 4  'T  is  thus  the  righteous  Lord 
 To  every  soldier  saith : 
 
 Eternal  life  is  the  reward 
 Of  all  victorious  faith. 
 
 5  Who  conquer  in  his  might 
 The  victor's  crown  receive; 
 
 They  claim  a  kingdom  in  his  right, 
 Which  God  shall  freely  give. 
 
 220  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Salvation  in  the  Cross. 
 
 1  TTERE  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  Lord, 
 JjL  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  "thy  love, 
 Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
 Jesus,  nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 
 
 2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 
 With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes, 
 Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  soul  away  ; 
 Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 
 
 3  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 
 Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie ; 
 Resolv'd  (for  that's  my  last  defence) 
 
 If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 
 
 4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear ; 
 Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
 Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 
 Nor  Satan  dares  my  soul  invade. 
 
 5  Yes,  I  'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 
 And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 
 Hosanna  to  my  dying  God, 
 
 And  my  best  honours  to  his  name. 
 
 (182) 
 
Part  I.       CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.      221,  222 
 
 221  7s.  Swain. 
 Encouraged  to  the  Battle. 
 
 1  "DRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
 _D  Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear ; 
 Foes  we  have,  but  we  've  a  friend, 
 
 One  that  loves  us  to  the  end  : 
 Forward,  then,  with  courage  go, 
 Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
 Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
 "  Child,  your  Father  calls  —  come  home  ! 
 
 2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
 Lie,  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
 Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
 Watches  each  unguarded  part : 
 But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
 Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
 Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
 
 "  Child,  your  Father  calls  —  come  home  !" 
 
 3  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
 None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet ; 
 None  betray  us  into  sin, 
 
 Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within  :  ' 
 
 Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
 
 Christ  will  also  conquer  these ; 
 
 Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
 
 "  Child,  your  Father  calls  —  come  home  !" 
 
 222  3  lines  7,  &  one  5.  A.  B. 
 
 The  Christian  Warfare. 
 
 1  OOLDIERS  of  the  cross,  arise  ! 
 O  Lo  !  your  Captain  from  the  skies 
 Holding  forth  the  glittering  prize, 
 Calls  to  victory: 
 
 (183) 
 
223  christian  warfare.       Part  I. 
 
 Fear  not,  though  the  battle  lower ; 
 Firmly  stand  the  trying  hour ; 
 Stand  the  tempter's  utmost  power. 
 Spurn  his  slavery. 
 
 2  Who  the  cause  of  Christ  would  yield  ? 
 Who  would  leave  the  battle-field  ? 
 Who  would  cast  away  his  shield  ? — 
 
 Let  him  basely  go : 
 Who  for  Zion's  King  will  stand? 
 Who  will  join  the  faithful  band  ? 
 Let  him  come  with  heart  and  hand, 
 
 Let  him  face  the  foe. 
 
 3  By  the  mercies  of  our  God  ? 
 
 By  Immanuel's  streaming  blood, 
 When  alone  for  us  he  stood, 
 
 Ne'er  give  up  the  strife  : 
 Ever,  to  the  latest  breath, 
 Hark  to  what  your  Captain  saith:  — 
 "Be  thou  faithful  unto  death; 
 
 "  Take  the  crown  of  life." 
 
 4  By  the  woes  which  rebels  prove, 
 By  the  bliss  of  holy  love, 
 Sinners,  seek  the  joys  above  ; 
 
 Sinners,  turn  and  live  ; 
 Here  is  freedom  worth  the  name ; 
 Tyrant  sin  is  put  to  shame  ; 
 Grace  inspires  the  hallow'd  flame  ; 
 
 God  the  crown  will  give. 
 
 223  C.  M.    Watts'  Sermons. 
 
 Holy  Fortitude. 
 
 1    A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
 XX  A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
 And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, — 
 Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 
 
 (184) 
 
Part  I.        CHRISTIAN    WARFARE.  224 
 
 2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
 
 On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ? 
 While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
 And  sail'd  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  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
 
 And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
 
 6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
 
 And  all  thy  armies  shine 
 In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
 The  glory  shall  be  thine. 
 
 224  7s  &  9s. 
 
 The  Martial  Trumpet  in  a  time  of 
 ■    ingathering. 
 
 1  "ORETHREN,  don't  you  hear  the  sound  ? 
 J3  The  martial  trumpet  now  is  blowing ! 
 Men  in  order  listing  round, 
 
 And  soldiers  to  the  standard  flowing. 
 Bounty's  offer'd — joy  and  peace; 
 To  every  soldier  this  is  given  ; 
 When  from  toils  of  war  they  cease, 
 A  mansion  bright,  prepar'd  in  heaven. 
 (185) 
 
224  CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  PtJ^t  L 
 
 2  They  who  long  in  sin  have  lain, 
 
 And  felt  the  hand  of  dire  oppression, 
 Are  all  releas'd  from  Satan's  chain, 
 
 And  are  endow'd  with  long  possession 
 The  sick  and  sore,  the  blind  and  lame, 
 
 The  maladies  of  all  are  heal'd! 
 Outlaw'd  rebels  too  may  claim, 
 
 And  find  a  pardon  freely  seal'd. 
 
 3  The  battle  is  not  to  the  strong, 
 
 The  burden  's  on  our  Captain's  shoulder ; 
 None  so  aged  or  so  young, 
 
 But  may  enlist  and  be  a  soldier: 
 Those  who  cannot  fight  nor  fly, 
 
 Beneath  his  banner  find  protection  ; 
 None  who  on  his  arm  rely 
 
 Shall  be  reduced  to  base  subjection. 
 
 4  You  need  not  fear ;  —  the  cause  is  good ; 
 
 Come  !  who  will  to  the  crown  aspire  ? 
 In  this  cause  the  martyrs  bled, 
 
 Or  shouted  victory  in  the  fire : 
 In  this  cause  let  's  follow  on, 
 
 And  soon  we  Ml  tell  the  pleasing  story, 
 How  by  faith  we  gain'd  the  crown, 
 
 And  fought  our  way  to  life  and  glory. 
 
 5  the  battle,  brethren,  is  begun, 
 
 Behold  the  armies  now  in  motion  ! 
 Some,  by  faith,  behold  the  crown, 
 
 And  almost  grasp  their  future  portion. 
 Hark  !  the  victory 's  sounding  loud ! 
 
 Immanuel's  chariot-wheels  are  rumbling ; 
 Mourners  round  the  standard  crowd, 
 
 And  Satan's  kingdom  down  is  tumbling. 
 
 6  Hark,  ye  rebels,  come  enlist ; 
 
 The  officers  are  now  recruiting; 
 Why  will  you  in  sin  persist? 
 Or  spend  your  time  in  vain  disputing? 
 (186) 
 
Part  I.        THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  225 
 
 All  your  carnal  shows  are  vain, 
 For  if  you  do  not  sue  for  favour, 
 
 Down  you'll  sink  to  endless  pain 
 To  bear  the  wrath  of  God  for  ever. 
 
 THE   REDEEMER  CELEB  RATED. 
 
 225  CM.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  Errand  of  Christ. 
 
 1  TTARK!    the  glad   sound!    the    Saviour 
 XI        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;         s 
 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  eyes  oppress'd  with  night  — 
 To  pour  celestiafday. 
 
 4  He  comes  — the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
 
 The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
 And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
 T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
 
 5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
 
 Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
 And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
 With  thy  beloved  name. 
 
 (187) 
 
226  THE    REDEEMER,    &C.         Part  I. 
 
 226  C.  M.  Medley. 
 
 The  Incarnation  of  Christ. 
 
 1  ~\  /TORTALS,  awake  !  with  angels  join, 
 xVJL  And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
 
 Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
 To  hail  th1  auspicious  day. 
 
 2  In  heav'n  the  rapturous  song  began, 
 
 And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
 Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
 And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 
 
 3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
 
 And  loud  the  echo  roll'd; 
 The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
 'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 
 
 4  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout,  " 
 
 And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
 Good-wfll  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
 Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 
 
 5  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 
 
 Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise; 
 Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
 And  mingle  with  their  lays ! 
 
 6  With  joy  the  chorus  we  '11  repeat, 
 
 "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
 "  Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
 Jesus  was  born  to  die." 
 
 7  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  for  ever  hail! 
 
 Redeemer,  brother,  friend ! 
 Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  I 
 Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 
 
 (188) 
 
 . 
 
Parti.         THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  227 
 
 227  P.  M. 
 
 Birth  of  Christ. 
 
 1  TTARK !  what  celestial  notes, 
 XI  What  melody  we  hear ! 
 Soft  through  the  night  it  floats, 
 
 And  charms  the  listening  ear; 
 The  tuneful  shell. 
 
 The  golden  lyre, 
 
 And  vocal  choir 
 The  concert  swell. 
 
 2  The  angelic  hosts  descend, 
 
 With  harmony  divine ; 
 See,  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 
 And  in  full  chorus  join : 
 "  Fear  not,"  say  they, 
 "  Great  joy  we  bring ; 
 "  Jesus,  your  King 
 "  Is  born  to-day. 
 
 3  ,!  He  comes,  from  error's  night 
 
 "  Your  wandering  feet  to  save 
 41  To  realms  of  bliss  and  light, 
 "  He  lifts  you  from  the  grave. 
 "  This  glorious  morn  — 
 "(Let  all  attend) 
 "  Your  matchless  Friend, 
 "Your  Saviour's  born. 
 
 4  "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  heav'n, 
 "  To  man  is  giv'n, 
 "  At  Jesus'  birth." 
 
 (189) 
 
228, 229  the  redeemer,  &c.      Part  I. 
 
 228  L.  M. 
 
 Nativity  of  the  Saviour. 
 
 1  TT7AKE,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn, 
 
 VV  For  unto  us  a  Saviour's  horn  ; 
 See,  how  the  angels  wing  their  way. 
 To  usher  in  the  glorious  day ! 
 
 2  Hark!  what  sweet  music  —  what  a  song  — 
 Sounds  from  the  bright,  celestial  throng  ! 
 Sweet  song— whose  melting  sounds  impart 
 Joy  to  each  raptur'd,  listening  heart. 
 
 3  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. 
 
 229  lis  &  10s.      Bp.  Heber. 
 The  Star  in  the  East. 
 
 1  JJRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 
 
 Dawn  on  ourdnrkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 
 Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
 Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
 
 2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining ; 
 
 Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
 Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
 Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 
 
 3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion. 
 
 Odours  of  Eden  and  ofT'rings  divine? 
 Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
 Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  1 
 
 4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 
 
 Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  secure; 
 (190) 
 
Part  I.         THE  REBEEBIER,  &c.      230,  231 
 
 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. 
 
 [JVofe. — The  above  hymn  may  be  sung  with  the 
 first  (or  last)  verse  as  a  ciiorus,  throughout;  in 
 which  case  it  commences  with  the  following  verse : 
 
 Hail  the  blest  morn  !  see  the  great  Mediator, 
 Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descend  ! 
 
 Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger, 
 Lo,  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend.] 
 
 230  P.  M.      Portuguese  Hymn. 
 Infant  Saviour. 
 
 1  T7ITHER,   ye  faithful,   haste  with  songs  of 
 -H       triumph, 
 
 To  Bethlehem  go,  the  Lord  of  life  to  meet ; 
 To  you  this  day  is  born  a  Prince  and  Saviour, 
 O  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feeU 
 
 2  O  Jesus,  for  such  wond'rou3  condescension 
 Our  praise  and  reverence  are  an  off'ring  meet; 
 Now  is  the  Word  made  flesh,  and  dwells  among 
 
 us, 
 O  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 
 
 3  Shout  his  almighty  name,  ye  choirs  of  angels, 
 Let  the  celestial  courts  his  praise  repeat ; 
 Unto  our  God  be  glory  in  the  highest; 
 
 O  come,  and  let  us  worship  at  his  feet. 
 
 231  S.  M. 
 
 Titles  and  Kingdom  of  Christ. 
 
 1  T>  E JOICE  in  Jesus'  birth ! 
 Xv  To  us  a  Son  is  given, 
 
 (191) 
 
232  THE   REDEEMER,   &C.        Parti. 
 
 To  us  a  Child  is  born  on  earth, 
 Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven ! 
 
 2  He  reigns  above  the  sky, 
 
 This  universe  sustains  — 
 The  God  supreme  —  the  Lord  most  high, 
 The  King  Messiah  reigns ! 
 
 3  Th'  almighty  God  —  is  he, 
 
 Author  of  heavenly  bliss! 
 The  Father  of  Eternity, 
 The  glorious  Prince  of  Peace ! 
 
 4  His  government  shall  grow  — 
 
 From  strength  to  strength  proceed ; 
 His  righteousness  the  church  o'erflow, 
 And  all  the  earth  o'erspread. 
 
 232  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Deity  and  Humanity  of  Christ 
 
 1  T)EFORE  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad 
 -D  From  everlasting  was  the  Word : 
 With  God  he  was  —  the  Word  was  God 
 
 And  must  divinely  be  adored. 
 
 2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made : 
 
 By  him  supported,  all  things  stand  ; 
 He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
 And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 
 
 3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
 
 He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars ; 
 His  generation  who  can  tell, 
 Or  count  the  number  of  his  years  ? 
 
 4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms: 
 
 The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
 
 (192) 
 
 • 
 
Part  I.         THE   REDEEMER,    &C.  233 
 
 That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
 
 IDress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 
 5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face. 
 T1V  eternal  Father's  only  Son  : 
 How  full  of  truth  —  how  full  of  grace, 
 When  in  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone  1 
 
 6  Bright  angels  leave  their  high  abode, 
 To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
 The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
 The  glories  of  Immanuel. 
 
 233  CM.     Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Angels  attending  Christ  and  Saints. 
 
 *S 
 
 OON"  as  the  Son  of  God  had  made 
 His  entrance  on  this  earth, 
 A  shining  army  downward  fled, 
 To  celebrate  his  birth. 
 
 2  And  when,  oppress'd  with  pains  and  fears, 
 
 On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 
 Behold  a  heavenly  form  appears, 
 T'  allay  his  agonies. 
 
 3  Now  to  the  hands  of  Christ  our  King 
 
 Are  all  their  legions  given ; 
 
 ,     They  wait  upon  his  saints,  and  bring 
 
 His  chosen  heirs  to  heaven. 
 
 4  Pleasure  and  praise  run  through  their  host, 
 
 To  see  a  sinner  turn ; 
 Then  Satan  has  a  captive  lost, 
 And  Christ  a  subject  born. 
 
 5  But  there 's  an  hour  of  brighter  joy, 
 
 When  he  his  angels  sends 
 Rebellious  sinners  to  destroy, 
 And  gather  in  his  friends. 
 N  (193) 
 
234, 235    the  redeemer,  &c.       Part  I. 
 
 6  O  !  could  I  say,  without  a  doubt, 
 "  There  shall  my  soul  be  found," 
 Then  let  the  great  archangel  shout, 
 And  the  last  trumpet  sound. 
 
 234  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Example  of  Christ. 
 
 1  T\/TY  great  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
 1VX  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 
 Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  ; 
 The  desert  tby  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. 
 
 235  L.  M.  Collyer 
 Transfiguration.     Luke  ix.  28 — 31. 
 
 1  (~\N  Tabor's  top  the  Saviour  stands, 
 KJ  His  alter'd  face  resplendent  shines; 
 And,  while  he  elevates  his  hands, 
 
 Lo  !  glory  marks  its  gentle  lines  I 
 
 2  Two  heavenly  forms  descend  to  wait 
 
 Upon  their  suffering  Prince  below  ; 
 (194) 
 
Part  I.          THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  236 
 
 But  while  they  worship  at  his  feet, 
 They  talk  of  fast  approaching  woe. 
 
 3  Amid  the  lustre  of  the  scene, 
 
 To  Calvary  he  turns  his  eyes  ; 
 And,  with  submission,  all  serene, 
 He  marks  the  future  tempest  rise. 
 
 4  Then  let  us  climb  the  mount  of  prayer, 
 
 Where  all  his  beaming  glories  shine  ; 
 And,  gazing  on  his  brightness  there, 
 Our  woes  forgot  in  joys  divine. 
 
 236  L.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Nature  sympathizing  with  the   suffering 
 Saviour. 
 
 1  ~\7"E  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man  ! 
 
 X    The  man  of  grief  condemn'd  for  you; 
 The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
 Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 
 
 2  See  there,  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorns! 
 
 His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide  ! 
 
 His  streaming  feet  transfix'd  and  torn ! 
 
 The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 
 
 3  Thou  dear,  thou  suffering  Son  of  God, 
 
 How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move  ! 
 Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
 And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love. 
 
 4  Give  us  to  feel  thy  agonies, 
 
 One  drop  of  thy  sad  cup  afford  ; 
 We  fain  with  thee  would  sympathize, 
 And  share  the  sufferings  of  our  Lord. 
 
 5  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
 
 Convuls'd  when  the  Redeemer  died ; 
 O,  may  our  inmost  nature  shake. 
 And  bow  with  Jesus  crucified  ! 
 
 (195) 
 
237, 238    the  redeemer,  &c.       Part  I. 
 
 6  At  thy  last  gasp,  the  graves  display'd 
 Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies  : 
 O,  that  our  souls  might  burst  the  shade, 
 And,  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arise ! 
 
 237  L.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Christ's  Passion  and  Sinner's  Salvation. 
 
 JD 
 
 EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
 The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
 Behold  the  rising  billows  roll 
 To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 
 
 2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
 While  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death, 
 And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join 
 
 To  execute  their  curs'd  design. 
 
 3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
 Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
 Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
 Aton'd  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 
 
 4  O  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
 And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  : 
 The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
 Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 
 
 238  L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 A  Dying  Saviour. 
 
 1  QTRETCH'D  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies: 
 O  Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 
 See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
 Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide ! 
 
 (196) 
 
Parti.  THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  239 
 
 2  And  didst  thou  bleed  1  —  for  sinners  bleed 
 And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 
 
 No  !  he  withdrew  his  sick'ning  ray, 
 And  darkness  veil'd  the  mourning  day. 
 
 3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
 Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
 And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remaiu, 
 Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 
 
 4  Come,  dearest  Lord  !  thy  grace  impart, 
 To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart. 
 Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
 In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 
 
 239  CM. 
 
 Crucifixion  of  Christ. 
 EHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
 
 1  TJEHOL 
 JL>  Nail'. 
 
 How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
 To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 
 
 2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  shakes, 
 
 "  And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
 The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
 The  solid  marbles  rend. 
 
 3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom  's  paid. 
 
 "  Receive  my  soul !"  he  cries  : 
 See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head  | 
 He  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 
 
 But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 
 
 And  in  full  glory  shine: 
 O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
 
 Was  ever  love  like  thine! 
 
 (197) 
 
240,  241       THE   REDEEMER,   &c.      Part  I. 
 
 240  7s.  Collyer. 
 
 Resurrection  of  Christ. 
 
 1  "jV/TORNIIVG  breaks  upon  the  tomb  ! 
 IVx  Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ! 
 Day  of  triumph!  through  the  skies, 
 See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 
 
 2  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears; 
 Chase  those  unbelieving  fears ; 
 Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
 Doubt  no  more  his  power  tc  save. 
 
 3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
 Triumph  in  the  scatter'd  shade  ; 
 Drive  your  anxious  fears  away  ; 
 See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay  ! 
 
 4  So  the  rising  sun  appears, 
 Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres; 
 So  returning  beams  of  light 
 Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 
 
 241  7s.  Gibbons. 
 
 The  Resurrection  and  Ascension. 
 
 1  A  KGELS !   roll  the  rock  away  ! 
 J\  Death  yield  up  the  mighty  prey  ; 
 See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
 Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
 
 Hallelujah  !     Praise  the  Lord  ! 
 
 2  'Tis  the  Saviour!  angels  raise, 
 Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ! 
 Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
 
 Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound.  Hal. 
 
 (198) 
 
Part  I.       THE  REDEEMER,  &c.        242,  243 
 
 3  Now,  ye  saints,  Jift  up  your  eyes  ! 
 Now  to  glory  see  him  rise, 
 
 In  long  triumph,  up  the  sky  — 
 
 Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.  Hal. 
 
 4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs! 
 Praise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ! 
 Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song, 
 
 Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong  !      Hal. 
 
 242  CM.  Watts' Lyrics;  altered. 
 Christ1  s  Farewell  to  his  Church. 
 
 1  f\  'TWAS  a  mournful  parting  day  ! 
 \J  "  Farewell,  my  spouse,"  he  said  : 
 (How  tedious,  Lord,  is  thy  delay  ! 
 
 How  long  my  friend  hath  staid  !) 
 
 2  Farewell!  —  at  once  he  left  the  ground, 
 
 And  climb'd  his  Father's  sky  : 
 Lord,  we  would  tempt  thy  chariot  down, 
 Or  leap  to  thee  on  high. 
 
 3  Around  the  world  forlorn  I  rove, 
 
 I  search  the  globe  in  vain ; 
 There's  nothing  here  that's  worth  my  love, 
 Till  thou  return  again. 
 
 4  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound, 
 
 My  soul  dissolves  away ; 
 Dear  Sovereign,  whirl  the  seasons  round, 
 And  bring  the  promis'd  day. 
 
 243  8s. 
 
 Christ's  Resurrection   the   Saints* 
 Triumph. 
 
 1  rpHE  angels  that  watch'd  round  the  tomb 
 X   Where  low  the  Redeemer  was  laid ; 
 (199) 
 
244  THE  REDEEMER,  &C.  Part  I. 
 
 When  deep  in  mortality's  gloom 
 
 He  hid  for  a  season  his  head  ; 
 That  veil'd  their  fair  face  while  he  slept 
 
 And  ceas'd  their  sweet  harps  to  employ, 
 Have  witness'd  his  rising,  and  swept 
 
 The  chords  with  the  triumph  of  joy. 
 
 2  Ye  saints,  who  once  languish'd  below, 
 
 But  long  since  have  enter'd  your  rest, 
 I  pant  to  be  glorified  too. 
 
 To  lean  on  Emanuel's  breast ! 
 The  grave  in  which  Jesus  was  laid 
 
 Has  bury'd  my  guilt  and  my  fears  ; 
 And  while  I  contemplate  its  shade, 
 
 The  light  of  his  presence  appears. 
 
 3  O  sweet  is  the  season  of  rest, 
 
 When  life's  weary  journey  is  done  ! 
 The  blush  that  spreads  over  its  West, 
 
 The  last  lingering  ray  of  its  sun  ! 
 Though  dreary  the  empire  of  night, 
 
 I  soon  shall  emerge  from  its  gloom. 
 And  see  immortality's  light 
 
 Arise  on  the  shades  of  the  tomb. 
 
 4  Then  welcome  the  last  rending  sighs, 
 
 When   these  aching    heart-strings    shall 
 break  ; 
 When  death  shall  extinguish  these  eyes, 
 
 And  moisten  with  dew  the  pale  cheek. 
 No  terror  the  prospect  begets, 
 
 I  am  not  mortality's  slave, 
 The  sunbeam  of  life  as  it  sets 
 
 Paints  a  rainbow  of  peace  on  the  grave 
 
 244  C.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Christ's  Death,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 
 1  T  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death  ; 
 A  He  conquer'd  when  he  fell ! 
 
 (200) 
 
Parti.         THE  REDEEMER,   &C.  245 
 
 "  'Tis  finish' <£,*'  said  his  dying  breath, 
 And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 2  "'Tis finisK d"  our  Immanuel  cries; 
 
 "  Hie  dreadful  work  is  done:" 
 Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise : 
 His  kingdom  is  begun. 
 
 3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
 
 For  glorv  and  renown, 
 When,  through  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
 He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 
 
 4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side 
 
 Sits  our  victorious  Lord  : 
 To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
 The  vengeance  or  reward. 
 
 5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye 
 
 Await  their  several  crowns, 
 And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
 The  terror  of  his  frowns. 
 
 245  L.  M.        Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Resur- 
 rection of  Christ. 
 
 JB 
 
 EHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ; 
 Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live  ; 
 The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
 Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 
 
 I  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
 And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 
 The  Father  vindicates  his  cause 
 While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 
 
 t  He  dies ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood 
 He  rises,  and  appears  a  God; 
 
 (201) 
 
246  THE    REDEEMER,   &C.  Part  I. 
 
 Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
 No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 
 
 4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
 I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart, 
 And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
 Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 
 
 246  7s.  Madan. 
 
 Christ's  Ascension. 
 
 1  TTAIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 
 Jtl  Flying  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
 Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  giv'n, 
 Re-ascends  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  tho'  highest  heav'n  receives. 
 Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
 Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 
 Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  : 
 Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
 Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
 Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 
 Harbinger  of  human  race. 
 
 3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 
 Taken  from  the  world  away. 
 See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 
 Ever  gazing  up  to  thee  : 
 Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
 High  above  yon  azure  height  — 
 Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise  — 
 Following  thee  beyond  the  skies. 
 
 (202) 
 
Part  I.  THE  REDEEMER,  &c.  247 
 
 4  Ever  upward  let  us  move  ; 
 Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
 Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come  — 
 Looking  for  a  happier  home  : 
 There  we  shall  with  thee  remain 
 Partners  of  thy  endless  reign  ; 
 There  thy  face  unclouded  see  — 
 Find  a  heav'n  of  heav'us  in  thee. 
 
 247  P.  M.       Montgomery. 
 
 Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 
 
 1  f~\  O  to  dark  Gethsemane, 
 
 vT  Ye  who  feel  the  Tempter's  power  : 
 Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see; 
 
 Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour: 
 Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away; 
 Learn  from  him  to  watch  and  pray. 
 
 2  See  him  at  the  judgment  hall, 
 
 Beaten,  bound,  revil'd,  arraign'd  : 
 See  him  meekly  bearing  all ! 
 
 Love  to  man  his  soul  sustain'd  ! 
 Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
 Learn  of  Christ  to  bear  the  cross. 
 
 3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  view: 
 
 There  the  Lord  of  Glory  see, 
 Made  a  sacrifice  for  you, 
 
 Dying  on  the  accursed  tree  : 
 "  It  is  finish'd,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
 Trust  in  Christ,  and  learn  to  die. 
 
 4  Early  to  the  tomb  repair, 
 
 Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay; 
 Ansels  kept  their  vigils  there  : 
 
 Who  hath  taken  him  away? 
 "  Christ  is  risen  !"  he  seeks  the  skies; 
 Saviour  !  teach  us  so  to  rise. 
 
 (203) 
 
248, 249     the  redeemer,  &c.     Part  L 
 
 248  CM.  Duncan. 
 Coronation  of  Christ. 
 
 1  A  LL-HAIL  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
 A  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
 
 Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
 
 Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
 Praise  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  blood, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
 
 A  remnant  weak  and  small ! 
 Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 4  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 
 
 The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
 Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 5  Let  every  tribe,  and  every  tongue 
 
 Attend  the  Saviour's  call, 
 Now  shout  the  universal  song, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 6  O  that  with  yonder  favour'd  throng, 
 
 We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
 We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song, 
 And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
 
 249  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God  reconciled  in  Christ. 
 
 1  "pvEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
 \~)  My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
 
 (204) 
 
Part  I.  THE  REDEEMER,  &C.  250 
 
 Who  can  resist  thv  heavenly  love, 
 Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 
 
 2  'T  is  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  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
 And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 
 
 250  CM.  Gibbons. 
 
 Salvation  thro'  Christ's  Death. 
 
 1  JESUS  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
 «J   Whom  Seraphim  obey, 
 The  bosom  of  the  Father  leaves, 
 
 And  enters  human  clay. 
 
 2  Into  our  sinful  world  he  comes, 
 
 The  messenger  of  grace, 
 And  on  the  bloody  tree  expires, 
 A  victim  in  our  place. 
 
 3  Transgressors  of  the  deepest  stain 
 
 In  him  salvation  find. 
 His  blood  removes  the  foulest  guilt, 
 His  Spirit  heals  the  mind. 
 
 (205) 
 
251  THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  Part  I. 
 
 4  Our  Jesus  saves  from  sin  and  hell : 
 
 His  words  are  true  and  sure, 
 And  on  this  rock  our  faith  may  rest 
 Immoveably  secure. 
 
 5  O  let  these  tidings  be  receiv'd 
 
 With  universal  joy! 
 And  let  the  high  angelic  praise 
 Our  tuneful  powers  employ 
 
 6  '  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son 
 
 '  To  bear  our  shame  and  pain  ! 
 *  Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  men, 
 '  In  endless  blessings  reign.' 
 
 251  CM.  Doddridge. 
 
 Aaron's  Breast-plate,  or  Chris? s  Inter' 
 cession. 
 
 1  "IVrOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
 ±\    Our  great  High-priest  above, 
 And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
 
 And  sympathizing  love. 
 
 2  Though  rais'd  to  a  superior  throne, 
 
 Where  angels  bow  around, 
 And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train. 
 With  matchless  honours  crown'd  ; 
 
 3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 
 
 Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
 Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
 That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 
 
 4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 
 
 Our  everlasting  trust, 
 When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 
 Are  moulder'd  down  to  dust. 
 
 (206) 
 
Part  I.         THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  252 
 
 5  So,  gracious  Saviour  !  on  my  breast 
 May  thy  dear  name  be  worn  — 
 A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
 To  endless  ages  borne  ! 
 
 352  CM.    Watts' Hymns, 
 
 Christ  and  Aaron. 
 
 1  TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
 •J    A  thousand  glories  more 
 
 Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold, 
 The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
 
 2  They  first  their  own  burnt-offerings  brought 
 
 To  purge  themselves  from  sin  ; 
 Thy  life  was  pure,  without  a  spot, 
 And  all  thy  nature  clean. 
 
 3  Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
 
 With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
 Aaron  within  the  veil  appears, 
 Before  the  golden  throne. 
 
 4  But  Christ,  by  his  own  powerful  blood, 
 
 Ascends  above  the  skies, 
 And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 
 Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 
 
 5  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 
 
 On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
 Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slain, 
 And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 
 
 6  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
 
 Before  his  Father's  face : 
 Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
 Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 
 
 (207) 
 
253, 254    the  redeemer,  &c.      Part  I. 
 
 253  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Offices  of  Christ. 
 
 1  Y\7"E  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord. 
 
 VV    That  comes  with  truth  and  grace ; 
 Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
 Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 
 
 2  We  reverence  our  High-Priest  above, 
 
 Who  offer'd  up  his  blood; 
 
 And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
 
 By  pleading  with  our  God. 
 
 3  We  honour  our  exalted  King ; 
 
 How  sweet  are  his  commands  ! 
 He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
 By  his  Almighty  hands. 
 
 4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 
 
 Who  saves  by  different  ways  ; 
 His  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
 To  our  immortal  praise. 
 
 254  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 High- Priest ;  or,  Christ's  Compassion  to 
 
 the  Weak  and  Tempted. 
 
 1  "f  TTITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
 
 VV    Of  our  High-Priest  above  ; 
 
 His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
 
 His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
 
 2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
 
 He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
 He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
 For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
 
 3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  stood, 
 
 (208) 
 
Part  I.         THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  255 
 
 While  Satan's  fiery  darts  be  bore, 
 And  did  resist  to  blood. 
 
 4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 
 
 Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
 And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
 What  every  member  bears. 
 
 5  He  '11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 
 
 But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
 The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
 Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 
 
 6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addreS3 
 
 His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
 We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
 In  the  distressing  hour. 
 
 255  8s  &7s. 
 
 The  Great  High  Priest. 
 
 1  f*i  REAT  High  Priest,  we  view  thee  stoop. 
 \T       ing, 
 
 With  our  names  upon  thy  breast ; 
 In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
 
 To  the  ground  with  sorrow  prest. 
 Weeping  angels  stood  confounded, 
 
 To  behold  their  Maker  thus  ; 
 And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
 
 When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us  ? 
 
 2  On  the  cross  thy  body  broken, 
 
 Cancels  every  penal  tie:  — 
 Tempted  souls,  produce  this  token, 
 
 All  demands  to  satisfy. 
 All  is  flnish'd;  do  not  doubt  it, 
 
 But  believe  your  dying  Lord; 
 Never  reason  more  about  it, 
 
 Only  take  him  at  his  word. 
 O  (209) 
 
256, 257    the  redeemer,  &c.        Part  I. 
 
 3  Lord,  we  fain  would  trust  thee  solely  ; 
 
 'Twas  for  us  thy  blood  was  spilt ; 
 Gracious  Saviour,  take  us  wholly, 
 
 Take  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt. 
 Grant  us  now  thy  heavenly  blessing, 
 
 Let  thy  love  our  songs  employ  ; 
 Then  we  '11  rind,  thy  peace  possessing, 
 
 In  thy  service  all  our  joy. 
 
 256  C.  M.       Watts'  Hymna. 
 The  Atonement  the  only  ground  of  Pardon. 
 
 1  IN  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 
 1   By  methods  of  our  own  : 
 
 Blest  Saviour  !  nothing  but  thy  blood 
 Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 
 
 2  The  threatening  of  thy  broken  law 
 
 Impress  the  soul  with  dread: 
 If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
 It  strikes  the  spirit  dead. 
 
 3  But  thy  atoning  sacrifice 
 
 Hath  answer'd  all  demands  ; 
 And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
 Come  to  us  by  thy  hands. 
 
 4  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord ! 
 
 'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest: 
 
 For  ever  be  thy  love  adored, 
 
 Thy  name  for  ever  blest. 
 
 257  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Faith  in  Christ  our  Sacrifice. 
 
 NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
 On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
 Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
 Or  wash  away  the  stain. 
 
 (MO) 
 
Parti.  THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  258 
 
 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. 
 
 258  L.  M.  Fawcett, 
 
 The  Lamb  of  God. 
 
 !B 
 
 EHOLD  the  sin-atoning  Lamb 
 With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love ; 
 To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
 See  him  descending  from  above. 
 
 2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid; 
 
 He  meekly  bore  the  guilty  load; 
 Our  ransom  price  he  fully  paid, 
 In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood, 
 
 3  To  save  a  guilty  world  he  dies  ; 
 
 Sinners  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  . 
 To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
 And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 
 
 (211) 
 
259,  260    the  redeemer,  &c.       Part  I. 
 
 4  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound  : 
 
 He  can  the  richest  blessings  give  ; 
 Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, 
 He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 
 
 5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee  — 
 
 Where  else  can  helpless  sinners  go? 
 Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  me  free 
 From  all  my  wretchedness  and  woe. 
 
 259  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 
 
 1  TESUS,  with  all  thy  saints  above 
 J  My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
 Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 
 
 And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 
 
 2  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 
 
 Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
 And  quencti'd  the  vengeful  flaming  sword, 
 In  his  own  vital  flood  : 
 
 3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  soul 
 
 From  Satan's  heavy  chain, 
 
 And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl, 
 
 Where  hell  and  horror  reign. 
 
 4  All  glory  to- the  dying  Lamb, 
 
 And  never-ceasing  praise, 
 While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 
 Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 
 
 260  L.  M.     Watts'  Sermons. 
 Christ  our  only  Trust. 
 
 1  TESUS,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 
 J    Array'd  in  majesty  and  blood, 
 
 (212) 
 
Parti.         THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  261 
 
 Thou  art  our  life  ;  our  souls  in  thee 
 full  felicity. 
 
 2  All  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 
 In  thee,  our  surety,  and  our  head; 
 Thy  cross,  thy  cradle,  and  thy  throne 
 Are  big  with  glories  yet  unknown. 
 
 3  Let  Atheists  scoff,  and  Jews  blaspheme 
 Th'  eternal  Life  and  Jesus'  name; 
 
 A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
 Dooms  the  rebellious  world  to  death. 
 
 4  But  let  my  soul  for  ever  lie 
 Beneath  the  blessings  of  thine  eye : 
 'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
 To  see  thy  face  and  taste  thy  love. 
 
 261  L.  M.  More. 
 
 Christ  a  Conqueror. 
 
 1  TTES,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign, 
 
 JL  Till  all  thy  haughty  foes  submit ; 
 Till  hell,  and  all  her  trembling  train, 
 Become  the  footstool  of  thy  feet. 
 
 2  Then  rescued  souls  shall  bless  thy  power, 
 Thy  arm  shall  full  salvation  bring  ; 
 
 Thy  saints,  in  that  illustrious  hour 
 
 Shall  conquer,  with  their  conquering  king. 
 
 3  Then,  rang'd  thy  blazing  throne  around, 
 The  Saviour's  honours  we'll  proclaim ; 
 While  heaven's  transported  realms  resound 
 Thv  glorious  deeds,  and  precious  name. 
 
 (213) 
 
261,202     the  redeemer,  &c.       Parti. 
 
 261  Part  2d.     C.  M. 
 King  of  Saints. 
 
 1  Z^IOME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
 Kj  And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
 
 The  sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
 And  bow  before  his  throne. 
 
 2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crown'd 
 
 With  glories  all  divine; 
 And  tell  fhe  wondering  nations  round, 
 How  bright  those  glories  shine. 
 
 3  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 
 
 The  glories  of  our  King, 
 We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
 And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 
 
 4  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 
 
 Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ! 
 Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
 And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 
 
 5  Oh,  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 
 
 When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
 With  all  their  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
 To  celebrate  thy  praise. 
 
 262  C.  M. 
 
 Prince  of  Peace. 
 
 1  T  ET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise, 
 ±J  Who  taste  the  Saviour's  grace  : 
 
 Let  heathens  too  proclaim  his  praise, 
 And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
 
 2  Praise  him,  who  laid  his  glory  by. 
 
 For  man's  apostate  race ; 
 
 .       (214) 
 
■I 
 
 Part  I.  THE   REDEEMER,    &C.  263 
 
 Praise  him,  who  stoop'd  to  bleed  and  die, 
 And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
 
 3  Ye  nations,  lay  your  weapons  down, 
 
 Let  war  for  ever  cease  ; 
 Immanuel  for  your  Sov'reign  own, 
 And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
 
 4  We  soon  shall  reach  the  heav'nly  shore, 
 
 To  view  his  lovely  face ; 
 His  name  for  ever  to  adore, 
 And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 
 
 263  L.  M.  Medley. 
 
 Morning- Star.     Rev.  xxii.  16. 
 
 N  glory  bright  the  Saviour  reigns, 
 And  endless  grandeur  there  sustains; 
 We  view  his  beams,  and  from  afar 
 Hail  him  the  bright,  the  Morning-star. 
 
 2  Blest  Star  !  where'er  his  lustre  shines, 
 He  all  the  soul  with  grace  refines; 
 And  makes  each  happy  saint  declare, 
 He  is  the  bright,  the  Morning-star. 
 
 3  Sweet  Star  !  his  influence  is  divine  ; 
 Life,  peace,  and  joy,  attending  shine  ; 
 Death,  hell,  and  sin,  before  him  flee: 
 The  bright,  the  Morning-star  is  he. 
 
 4  Great  Star  !  in  whom  salvation  dwells, 
 His  beam  the  thickest  cloud  dispels  ; 
 The  grossest  darkness  flies  afar, 
 Before  this  bright,  this  Morning-star. 
 
 5  Eternal  Star  !  our  songs  shall  rise, 
 When  we  shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies ; 
 And,  in  eternal  anthems,  there 
 
 Praise  thee,  the  bright,  the  Morning-star. 
 (215) 
 
264, 265     the  redeemer,  &c.     Part  I. 
 
 264  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 Saviour.     John  iv.  42. 
 
 1  f"pHE  Saviour  !  oh,  what  endless  charms 
 X    Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
 Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 
 
 And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 
 
 2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 
 
 In  rich  effusion  flow, 
 For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
 And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 
 
 3  Oh,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 
 
 Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
 Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
 I  cannot  wish  for  more. 
 
 4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 
 
 Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
 My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
 My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 
 
 265  ,       C.  M. 
 
 Physician  and  Benefactor. 
 
 1  TESUS,  and  didst  thou  condescend, 
 U    When  vail'd  in  human  clay. 
 To  heal  the  sick,  the  lame,  the  blind, 
 
 And  drive  disease  away? 
 
 2  Didst  thou  regard  the  beggar's  cry, 
 
 And  give  the  blind  to  see?— 
 Jesus,  thou  Son  of  David,  hear  — 
 Have  mercy,  too,  on  me  ! 
 
 3  And  didst  thou  pity  mortal  woe. 
 
 And  sight  and  health  restore  ?— 
 
 (216) 
 
Part  I.      THE  REDEEMER,  &c.        266,  267 
 
 Oh  pity,  Lord,  and  save  my  soul, 
 Which  needs  thy  mercy  more  ! 
 
 4  Didst  thou  thy  trembling  servant  raise, 
 When  sinking  in  the  wave  ? — 
 I  perish,  Lord  !  —  oh,  save  my  soul ! 
 For  thou  alone  canst  save. 
 
 266  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Shepherd.     John  x.  10. 
 
 1  T)K.AISE  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name, 
 _L     Who  on  so  kind  an  errand  came; 
 
 '.     Came,  that  by  him  his  flock  might  live, 
 And  more  abundant  life  receive. 
 
 2  Hail,  great  Immanuel  from  above  ! 
 High  seated  on  thy  throne  of  love, 
 O  pour  the  vital  torrent  down  — 
 
 Thy  people's  joy,  their  Lord's  renown. 
 
 3  Scarce  half  alive,  we  sigh  and  cry, 
 
 1     Scarce  raise  to  thee  our  languid  eye; 
 Kind  Saviour,  let  our  dying  state 
 Compassion  in  thy  heart  create. 
 
 4  The  shepherd's  blood  the  sheep  must  heal ; 
 O  may  we  all  its  influence  feel ! 
 
 'Till  inward,  deep  experience  show, 
 Christ  can  begin  a  heaven  below. 
 
 267  7s.  Toplady. 
 Sun  of  Righteousness. 
 
 1  /~\  FOR  one  celestial  ray 
 
 \J  From  the  shining  seats  of  day! 
 Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ! 
 Warm  our  hearts,  and  charm  our  eves. 
 (217) 
 
268  THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  Part  I. 
 
 2  Distant  from  thy  blest  abode, 
 Far  from  glory,  far  from  God, 
 Now  and  then  we  breathe  a  sigh 
 Upwards  to  our  native  sky. 
 
 3  Melt  our  chains  with  heavenly  fire; 
 Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  inspire  ! 
 Make  us  feel  thy  grace  within  ; 
 Thou  canst  break  the  power  of  sin. 
 
 4  Give,  O  give  us  wings  to  rise 
 In  affection  to  the  skies ! 
 Liberty  and  joy  divine, 
 
 Sun  of  Righteousness,  are  thine. 
 
 268  Ss&l7s.   '         Toplady. 
 
 Light  of  the  World. 
 
 1  T  IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
 XJ  Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
 Come  !  and,  thy  dear  self  revealing, 
 
 Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath; 
 The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 
 
 In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ! 
 Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
 
 Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes  ! 
 
 2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 
 
 Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
 Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
 
 Every  poor  benighted  heart ; 
 Come,  and  manifest  the  favour 
 
 Thou  hast  for  the  ransom'd  race  : 
 Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour  ! 
 
 Come  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace. 
 
 3  Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 
 
 O  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
 
 (218) 
 
Part  I.        THE  REDEEMER,  &c.      269,  270 
 
 Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 
 
 Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  : 
 By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
 
 Every  burden'd  soul  release  ; 
 By  the  influence  of  thy  Spirit, 
 
 Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 
 
 269  C.  M. 
 
 Christ  the  Way,  Truth,  and  Life. 
 
 1  rPHOU  art  the  way  — to  thee  alone 
 JL    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. 
 
 270  C.  M.  Fawcett, 
 
 Desire  of  all  Nations. 
 
 1  TNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
 JL  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace! 
 Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
 With  never-fading  rays. 
 
 (219) 
 
271  THE    REDEEMER,  &C.  Part  I. 
 
 2  Sinners  from  earth"s  remotest  end 
 
 Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
 To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  ascend, 
 In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 
 
 3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 
 
 Delights  the  church  around; 
 Sweetly  the  sacred  odours  spread 
 Through  all  Immanuel's  ground. 
 
 4  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 
 
 On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
 From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive. 
 And  still  thou  givest  more. 
 
 5  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy : 
 
 They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 
 Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
 271  CM.  Doddridge. 
 
 Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe. 
 
 ESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
 Tis  music  to  my  ear; 
 Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
 That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 
 
 2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul ! 
 
 My  transport  and  my  trust : 
 Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
 And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 
 
 3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 
 
 In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 
 Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
 Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 
 
 4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
 
 And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
 
 (220) 
 
 JJ 
 
Part  I.         THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  272 
 
 The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
 The  cordial  of  its  care. 
 
 5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name 
 With  my  last  labouring  breath; 
 And  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
 The  antidote  of  death. 
 
 272  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
 XI  In  a  believer's  ear ! 
 
 It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
 And  drives  away  his  fear. 
 
 2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
 
 And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
 'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
 And  to  the  weary  rest. 
 
 3  By  him  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 
 
 Although  with  sin  defil'd; 
 Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
 And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 
 
 1  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. 
 
 5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 
 With  every  fleeting  breath ; 
 And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
 Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 
 
 i  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 
 With  strong  immortal  eyes, 
 And  feast  upon  thy  heavenly  grace 
 With  pleasure  and  surprise. 
 
 (221) 
 
873,  274     the  redeemer,  &c.      Part! 
 
 273  7s.     6  lines. 
 
 That  Rock  was  Christ. 
 
 1  T>  OCK  of  ages !  cleft  for  me, 
 £v  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee, 
 Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
 From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
 Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
 Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 
 
 2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
 Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
 This  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
 Thou  must  save  and  thou  alone ; 
 In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
 Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 
 
 3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
 When  mine  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
 When  I  rise  to  worlds  unkuown, 
 And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne  — 
 Rock  of  ages !  cleft  for  me, 
 
 Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 
 
 274  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Jesus  the  admiration  of  Angels. 
 
 1  TESUS,  in  thy  transporting  name, 
 «J    What  blissful  glories  rise! 
 Jesus,  the  angels'  sweetest  theme, 
 
 The  wonder  of  the  skies  ! 
 
 2  Well  might  the  skies  with  wonder  view 
 
 A  love  so  strange  as  thine ! 
 No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 
 Compassion  so  divine. 
 
 (222) 
 
Part  I.         THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  275 
 
 3  Victorious  Love  !  can  language  tell 
 
 The  wonders  of  thy  pow'r, 
 Which  conquer'd  all  the  host  of  hell, 
 In  that  tremendous  hour? 
 
 4  Is  there  a  heart  that  will  not  bend, 
 
 To  thy  divine  control  ?  — 
 Descend,  O  sovereign  Love,  descend, 
 And  melt  that  stubborn  soul. 
 
 5  O  may  our  willing  hearts  confess  ^ 
 
 Thy  sweet  and  gentle  sway; 
 Glad  captives  of  constraining  grace, 
 Thy  pleasing  rule  obey. 
 
 6  Come,  dearest  Lord,  extend  thy  reign, 
 
 Till  rebels  rise  no  more  ; 
 Thy  praise  all  nations  then  shall  join, 
 And  heav'n  and  earth  adore. 
 
 375  C.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Power  and  Grace  of  Christ. 
 
 I   TESUS,  the  Name  high  over  all, 
 J    In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  ! 
 Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
 And  devils  fear  and  fly. 
 
 Jesus,  the  Name  to  sinners  dear, 
 
 The  Name  to  sinners  given ! 
 It  scatters  all  their  guilt  and  fear ; 
 
 It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 
 
 Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 
 
 And  bruises  Satan's  head; 
 Power  into  strengthless  souls  it  speaks, 
 
 And  life  into  the  dead. 
 
 (223) 
 
276  THE  REDEEMER,  &C.  Part  I. 
 
 4  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 
 
 His  saving  truth  proclaim; 
 
 'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
 
 To  cry,  "  Behold  the  Lamb  I" 
 
 5  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
 
 I  may  but  gasp  his  name! 
 Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
 "  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  ! 
 
 276  P.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Names  and  Characters. 
 
 1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
 «J    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
 That  ever  mortals  knew, 
 
 Or  angels  ever  bore  : 
 All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
 Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 
 
 2  But  O,  what  gentle  terms, 
 
 What  condescending  ways 
 Doth  our  Redeemer  use 
 
 To  teach  his  heavenly  grace  : 
 Mine  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
 What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 
 
 3  Array'd  in  human  flesh, 
 
 He  like  an  Angel  stands, 
 And  holds  the  promises 
 
 And  pardons  in  his  hands; 
 Commission'd  from  his  Father's  throne 
 To  make  his  grace  to  mortals  known. 
 
 4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
 
 My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name ; 
 By  thee  the  joyful  news 
 Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
 
 (224) 
 
Parti.         THE   REDEEMER,   &C  276 
 
 The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
 >    Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 
 
 5  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
 
 His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
 My  wandering  soul  among 
 
 The  thousands  of  his  sheep ; 
 He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  names, 
 His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs. 
 
 3  Jesus,  my  great  High-Priest, 
 
 Offer'd  his  blood  and  died; 
 My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
 
 No  sacrifice  beside  : 
 His  pow'rful  blood  did  once  atone, 
 And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 
 
 1  My  Advocate  appears 
 
 For  my  defence  on  high; 
 The  Father  bows  his  ear, 
 
 And  lays  his  thunder  by: 
 Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say 
 Shall  turn  his  heart,  his  love  away. 
 
 3  My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 
 
 My  Conqueror  and  my  Eing, 
 Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
 
 Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing : 
 Thine  is  the  power ;  behold  I  sit 
 In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 
 
 (  Now  let  my  soul  arise, 
 
 And  tread  the  tempter  down  ; 
 My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
 
 To  conquest  and  a  crown : 
 A  feeble  saint  shall  win  the  day, 
 Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way. 
 P  (225) 
 
'B 
 
 277, 278    the  redeemer,  &c.       Part  I. 
 
 277  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Christ  the  Fountain  of  life. 
 
 LEST  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine, 
 What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine! 
 O  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 
 Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 
 
 2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
 'Midst  scorching  suns,  and  burning  sands, 
 More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 
 
 Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain. 
 
 3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing, 
 
 "  Spring  up,  celestial  fountain,  spring; 
 
 To  an  abundant  river  flow, 
 
 And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below." 
 
 4  May  this  blest  river,  near  my  side, 
 Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide  ; 
 Then  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
 Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love! 
 
 278  CM.  Oliver.; 
 Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
 
 1  f~\  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
 \_/  My  dear  Redeemer's  praise ! 
 The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
 
 The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 
 
 2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 
 
 Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
 To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
 The  honours  of  thy  name. 
 
 3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 
 
 That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
 
 (226) 
 
Part  I.  THE   REDEEMER,    &C.  279 
 
 'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 
 'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 
 
 4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 
 
 He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
 His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
 His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 
 
 5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 
 
 Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven, 
 Anticipate  our  heaven   below, 
 And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 
 
 2T9  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Christ  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  worship' 
 ped  by  all  the  Creation. 
 
 1  f^lOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
 vy  With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
 
 Ten  thousand  thousana  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 
 
 Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
 And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
 Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 
 
 I  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 
 And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
 Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
 And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 
 
 (227) 
 
280  THE    REDEEMER,    &C.  Part  I. 
 
 5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
 To  bless  the  sacred  name 
 Of  him,  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
 And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
 
 280  8s  &  7s.  Kelly. 
 
 Same  subject. 
 
 1  TTARK.  the  notes  of  angels  singing  — 
 XI  "  Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb." 
 
 All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 
 Raising  high  the  Saviour's  name. 
 
 Ye  for  whom  his  life  was  given, 
 Sacred  themes  to  you  belong  : 
 
 Come  assist  the  choir  of  heaven  ; 
 Join  the  everlasting  song. 
 
 2  Saints  and  angels  thus  united, 
 
 Songs  imperfect  still  must  raise  ; 
 Though  despised  on  earth,  and  slighted, 
 
 Jesus  is  above  all  praise. 
 See  the  angelic  host  have  crown'd  him, 
 
 Jesus  fills  the  throne  on  high : 
 Countless  myriads,  hovering  round  him, 
 
 With  his  praises  rend  the  sky. 
 
 3  Peace  and  joy  to  ev'ry  nation, 
 
 Let  us  sing  with  those  above  . 
 Sweet  the  theme  —  a  free  salvation  . 
 
 Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 
 Endless  life  in  him  possessing, 
 
 Let  us  praise  his  precious  name  : 
 Glory,  honour,  power,  and  blessing, 
 
 Be  for  ever  to  the  Lamb. 
 
 (228) 
 
Part  I.      THE  REDEEMER,  &c.        281,  282 
 
 281  P.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 Ye  know  the  grace  of  our  Lord  Jesus 
 
 Christ. 
 
 1  flOME  ev'ry  pious  heart 
 
 ,     \J  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
 Your  noblest  powers  exert 
 
 To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
 Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
 The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 
 
 2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 
 
 And  laid  his  robes  aside : 
 On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
 
 And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  ; 
 I    What  he  endur'd,  oh,  who  can  tell  ? 
 To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 
 
 3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 
 
 The  mansion  of  the  dead ; 
 And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
 
 In  glorious  triumph  led : 
 Up  through  the  sky  the  conqu'ror  rode, 
 And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 
 I  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 
 
 The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 
 Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 
 
 Our  gratitude  approve: 
 Our  hearts  —  our  all  to  thee  we  give  : 
 The  gift,  though  small,  do  thou  receive. 
 
 182  C.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 Excellencies  of  Christ. 
 
 'O  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  ev'ry  tongue 
 
 T 
 
 Its  noblest  tribute  bring: 
 When  he  's  the  subject  of  the  song, 
 Who  can  refuse  to  sing? 
 
 (229) 
 
283  THE    REDEEMER,  &C.  Part  I. 
 
 2  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 
 
 Upon  his  awful  brow ; 
 His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
 His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 
 
 3  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 
 
 Among  the  sons  of  men  : 
 
 Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 
 
 That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
 
 4  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress, 
 
 He  flew  to  my  relief; 
 For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
 And  carried  all  my  grief. 
 
 5  To  heav'n,  the  place  of  his  abode, 
 
 He  brings  my  weary  feet; 
 Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
 And  makes  my  joys  complete. 
 
 6  Since  from  his  bounty  T  receive 
 
 Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
 Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give. 
 Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine  ! 
 
 283  P.  M.  Wesley. 
 
 Only  Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 
 
 1  T7AIN  delusive  world,  adieu, 
 
 V    With  all  of  creature-good, 
 Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 
 
 Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
 All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 
 
 I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride ; 
 Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
 
 And  Jesus  crucified. 
 
 2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 
 
 'Tis  all  but  vanity: 
 
 (230) 
 
Part  I.  THE  REDEEMER,  &C.  284 
 
 Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 
 
 He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
 Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 
 
 The  sin-atoning  victim  died! 
 Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
 
 And  Jesus  crucified. 
 
 3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 
 
 My  fluctuating  heart 
 From  the  havenW  his  breast 
 
 Shall  never  more  depart : 
 Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 
 
 His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide ; 
 Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
 
 And  Jesus  crucified. 
 
 4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 
 
 And  pleasure  without  end  ; 
 This  is  all  my  happiness, 
 
 On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
 Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 
 
 And  ever  in  his  faith  abide, 
 Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
 
 And  Jesus  crucified. 
 
 5  O  that  T  could  all  invite, 
 
 This  saving  truth  to  prove  : 
 Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 
 
 And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
 Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 
 
 The  precious  blood  by  faith  applied  ; 
 Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
 
 And  Jesus  crucified ! 
 
 284  L.  M.        Montgomery. 
 
 Social  dedication  to  Christ. 
 1   JESUS !  our  best  beloved  Friend, 
 O   On  thy  redeeming  name  we  call ; 
 
 (231) 
 
285  THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  Part  I. 
 
 Jesus !  in  love  to  us  descend, 
 Pardon  and  sanctify  us  all. 
 
 2  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign, 
 
 To  fear,  and  follow  thy  commands  ; 
 O  take  our  hearts  —  our  hearts  are  thine. 
 Accept  the  service  of  our  hands. 
 
 3  Firm,  faithful,  watching  unto  pray'r, 
 
 Our  Master's  voice  we  will  obey, 
 
 Toil  in  thy  vineyard  here,  and  bear 
 
 The' heat  and  burden  of  our  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. 
 
 285  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 The  wonders  of  Redemption. 
 
 1  AND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
 J\  The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
 Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 
 
 That  guilty  worms  might  rise? 
 
 2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 
 
 His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
 (Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown  !) 
 To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 
 
 3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 
 
 And  suffer'd  in  his  stead  ; 
 
 For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace  !) 
 
 For  man  the  Saviour  bled ! 
 
 4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 
 
 In  thy  atoning  blood! 
 By  this  are  sinners  snatch'd  from  hell, 
 And  rebels  brought  to  God. 
 
 (232) 
 
Parti.  THE   REDEEMER,   &C.  286 
 
 5  Jesus,  my  soul  adoring  bends 
 
 To  love  so  full,  so  free ; 
 And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
 Its  sacred  power  to  me  ? 
 
 6  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 
 
 For  favours  so  divine? 
 O  take  my  all  —  this  worthless  heart, 
 And  make  it  only  thine. 
 
 286  CM.     Doddridge  ;  alt' d. 
 
 Love  to  Christ. 
 
 'D 
 
 O  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord! 
 Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
 And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 
 That  dares  to  rival  thee. 
 
 2  Do  not  T  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 
 
 Then  let  me  nothing  love : 
 
 Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
 
 When  Jesus  cannot  move. 
 
 3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still, 
 
 To  mine  attentive  ear? 
 Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
 My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
 
 4  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  my  ears, 
 
 Like  thy  beloved  name  ; 
 Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
 My  heart  with  equal  flame. 
 
 5  Thou  know'st  I  Jove  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 
 
 But  O!  when  I  shall  soar 
 Far  from  these  scenes  of  mortal  joy, 
 I'll  learn  to  love  thee  more. 
 
 (233) 
 
287  THE   REDEEMER,    &C.  Part  I. 
 
 6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  pleasure  trace 
 The  wonders  of  thy  love  : 
 Then  shall  I  see  thy  glorious  face 
 In  endless  joy  above. 
 
 287  6s  &  4s. 
 
 Worthy  the  Lamb. 
 
 1  pLORY  to  God  on  high! 
 \JT  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
 
 "  Praise  ye  his  name  !" 
 Angels,  his  love  adore, 
 Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
 Saints,  sing  for  evermore. 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb." 
 
 2  Ye,  who  surround  the  throne, 
 Cheerfully  join  in  one, 
 
 Praising  his  name: 
 Ye,  who  have  felt  his  blood 
 Sealing  your  peace  with  God, 
 Sound  through  the  earth  abroad, 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 
 
 3  Join  all  the  ransom'd  race, 
 Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless : 
 
 Praise  ye  his  name. 
 In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
 Making  a  cheerful  noise, 
 Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 
 
 "Worthy  the  Lamb!" 
 
 4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
 Yet  will  we  never  cease 
 
 Praising  his  name  : 
 Still  will  we  tribute  bring; 
 Hail  him  our  gracious  King; 
 And  through  all  ages  sing, 
 
 "  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 
 
 (234) 
 
Part  I.  holy  spirit.  288, 289 
 
 INFLUENCES   OP  THE  HOLT 
 SPIRIT. 
 
 288  C.  M. 
 
 Dependence  on  God  for  the  Holy  Spirit. 
 
 1  T7ATHER,  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift, 
 J.     On  thee  our  hope  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  holy  thought, 
 And  righteous  word,  is  thine. 
 
 4  From  thee  —  through  Jesus  —  we  receive 
 
 The  power  on  thee  to  call ; 
 In  thee,  O  Lord,  we  move,  and  live  — 
 Our  God  is  all  in  all. 
 
 289  C.  M. 
 
 Necessity  of  Renewing  Grace. 
 
 1  /^1  AN  aught  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 
 \y  The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
 'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine 
 
 To  form  the  heart  anew. 
 
 2  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 
 
 And  upwards  bid  them  rise ; 
 
 And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
 
 From  reason's  darken'd  eyes. 
 
 (235) 
 
290  holy  spirit.  Part  I. 
 
 3  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 
 
 And  bid  the.  sinner  live  ! 
 A  beam  of  heav'n,  a  vital  ray, 
 'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 
 
 4  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 
 
 And  give  them  life  divine ! 
 Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs, 
 Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 
 
 290  CM.  Collyer. 
 
 Promise  of  the  Spirit. 
 
 1  TT  is  the  voice  of  love  divine, 
 I   That  strikes  the  list'ning  ear, 
 
 That  soothes  his  mourning  followers'  grief. 
 And  wipes  the  falling  tear: 
 
 2  "  Because  I  leave  this  world"  —  he  cries, 
 
 "  Your  weeping  eyes  o'erflow  ; 
 "  But  tho'  I  seek  my  native  skies, 
 "  My  heart  remains  below. 
 
 3  "  My  Spirit  shall  descend  and  rest 
 
 "  Upon  each  faithful  head, 
 "  Till  I,  your  Lord,  return  to  call 
 "  My  servants  from  the  dead." 
 
 4  He  said  —  and  lifting  up  his  hands, 
 
 Pronounced  his  parting  prayer  ; 
 When  lo,  a  bright  descending  cloud 
 Convey'd  him  thro'  the  air. 
 
 5  With  solemn  awe  his  followers  view'd 
 
 The  splendour  of  the  scene. 
 While  the  unfolding  eates  of  light 
 Received  the  Saviour  in. 
 
 (236) 
 
Parti.  holy  spirit.  291,292 
 
 6  Burning  with  holy  zeal,  they  spread, 
 Thro'  distant  lands  his  word; 
 And  we,  like  them,  with  faith  and  joy 
 Expect  our  risen  Lord. 
 
 291  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit. 
 
 1  TTTHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
 
 VV  •  Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
 Great  Comforter  descend  and  bring 
 Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
 
 2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
 
 And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  1 
 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. 
 
 292  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Holy  Spirit  invoked. 
 
 1  piOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 
 V-/  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 ; 
 
 (237) 
 
293  holy  spirit.  Part  I. 
 
 Our  souls  —  how  heavily  they  go 
 To  reach  eternal  joys. 
 
 3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 
 
 In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
 Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
 And  our  devotion  dies. 
 
 4  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. 
 
 293  L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Effects  of  His  influence. 
 
 1  rpHE  Holy  Spirit  sure  is  nigh  ! 
 
 X    'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ! 
 Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 
 And  every  cheering  ray  depart.     . 
 
 2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
 
 Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
 The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
 
 And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice? 
 
 3  When  e'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
 
 With  ardent  wish,  my  heart  aspires  ; 
 Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine. 
 Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 
 
 4  What  less  than  thy  almighty  word 
 
 Can  raise  mv  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
 
 (238) 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  294 
 
 And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
 My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust? 
 
 JVote.— The  doctrine  of  Divine  Influence  is  in- 
 volved in  many  of  the  other  hymns,  under  different 
 heads.    See  110,  353,  354,  357. 
 
 GOSPEL    BLESSINGS, 
 
 294  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Sinai  and  Sion.     Heb.  xii.  18,  &c. 
 
 1  TVTOT  t°  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
 1 1    The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
 Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
 
 Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 
 
 2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 
 
 The  city  of  our  God, 
 Where  milder  words  declare  his  will 
 And  spread  his  love  abroad. 
 
 3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
 
 Of  angels  cloth'd.  in  light ! 
 Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
 Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight ! 
 
 4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there, 
 
 Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ; 
 And  God  the  Judge  of  all  declare 
 Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n. 
 
 5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
 
 But  one  communion  make  ; 
 All  join  in  Christ  their  living  head, 
 And  of  his  grace  partake. 
 
 (239) 
 
295,296      gospel  blessings.       Parti. 
 
 6  In  such  society  as  this 
 
 My  weary  soul  would  rest ; 
 The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
 Must  be  for  ever  blest. 
 
 295  L.  M.      Watts'  Lyrics. 
 The  Law  and  Gospel. 
 
 1  TT7"HILE  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  earth, 
 
 VV    Thunder,  and    fire,    and  vengeance 
 
 flings  — 
 Jesus,  thy  dear,  expiring  breath, 
 And  Calvary,  speak  gentler  things. 
 
 2  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundless  love, 
 Streaming  along  a  Saviour's  blood; 
 And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
 Purchas'd  by  our  redeeming  God. 
 
 3  Hark  !  how  he  prays,  (the  charming  sound 
 Dwells  on  his  dying  lips)— Forgive: 
 
 And  ev'ry  groan,  and  gaping  wound, 
 Cries,  "  Father,  let  the  rebels  live  !" 
 
 4  Go,  you  that  rest  upon  the  law, 
 And  toil  and  seek  salvation  there  ; 
 Look  to  the  flames  that  Moses  saw, 
 And  shrink,  and  tremble,  and  despair. 
 
 5  But  I  '11  retire  beneath  the  cross 
 Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I  '11  lie ; 
 
 And  the  keen  sword  that  justice  draws. 
 Flaming,  and  red,  shall  pass  me  by. 
 
 296  C.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 The  Gospel  a  Feast. 
 
 i  r\s 
 
 Sion,  his  most  holy  mount, 
 God  will  a  feast  prepare, 
 
 (240) 
 
Parti.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  297 
 
 And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands 
 Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 
 
 2  Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 
 
 His  bounteous  hand  bestows ; 
 Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  refin'd 
 In  rich  abundance  flows. 
 
 3  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile 
 
 A  free  acceptance  given  ! 
 See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace, 
 Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven  ! 
 
 4  The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying  now 
 
 To  ease  and  health  restor'd, 
 
 With  eager  appetites  partake 
 
 The  plenties  of  the  board. 
 
 5  But  O  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 
 
 What  dainties  shall  be  given, 
 When,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
 We  join  the  feast  of  heaven  ! 
 
 297  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God  glorified  in  the  Gospel. 
 
 1  '"PHE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
 J.    Invites  his  children  near, 
 
 While  power  and  truth  and  boundless  love 
 Display  their  glories  here. 
 
 2  Here  in  thy  gospel's  wond'rous  frame 
 
 Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue ; 
 A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name 
 Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 
 
 3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines, 
 
 Thy  wonders  here  we  trace ; 
 Q.  (241) 
 
298  gospel  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 Wisdom  through  all  the  mystery  shines, 
 And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 
 
 4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 
 
 To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
 And  thy  avenging  justice  shows 
 Its  honours  in  his  blood. 
 
 5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 
 
 Our  wanner  thoughts  employs, 
 Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays. 
 And  more  exalts  our  joys. 
 
 298  S.  M. 
 
 Hope  from  the  Gospel  only. 
 
 1  f~i  OD'S  holy  law,  transgress'd, 
 VT  Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
 Bnrden'd  with  guilt  —  with  grief  oppress'd, 
 
 We  find  no  comfort  there. 
 
 2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 
 
 Nor  works,  which  we  have  done  ; 
 Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
 Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 
 
 3  Relief  alone  is  found 
 
 In  Jesus'  precious  blood  : 
 *T  is  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
 And  reconciles  to  God. 
 
 4  High  lifted  on  the  cross, 
 
 The  spotless  victim  dies  :  — 
 This  is  salvation's  only  source  — 
 Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 
 
 (242) 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL    BLESSINGS.  299 
 
 299  CM.   Double.      Cowper, 
 
 The  Fountain  opened. 
 
 1  npHERE  is  a  fountain  fiH'd  with  Wood, 
 X   Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
 And  sinners,  plung'd  beneath  that  floods 
 
 Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 
 The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
 
 That  fountain,  in  his  day; 
 And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
 
 Wash  all  my  sins  away. 
 
 "2  Dear,  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
 
 Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r, 
 Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
 
 Be  sav'd,  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. 
 
 3  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
 
 I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
 When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongu^ 
 
 Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 
 Lord,  I  believe  thou  hast  prepar'd, 
 
 (Unworthy  though  I  be) 
 For  me  a  blood-bought,  free  reward, 
 
 A  golden  harp  for  me. 
 
 4  'Tis  strung  and  tuu'd  for  endless  years, 
 
 And  form'd  by  pow'r  divine, 
 To  sound  in  God  the  Father's  ears, 
 
 No  other  name  but  thine  : 
 In  heav'nly  strains,  from  every  chord, 
 
 Shall  flow  the  charming  sound, 
 The  praise  of  my  redeeming  Lord, 
 
 While  angels  wonder  round. 
 
 (243) 
 
300, 301   gospel  blessings.   Part  I. 
 
 300  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Blessedness  of  Salvation. 
 
 1  QALV ATION  !  —  Oh,  melodious  sound 
 £0  To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
 Salvation  that  from  God  proceeds, 
 
 And  leads  to  God  again. 
 
 2  Rescu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
 
 From  fiends,  and  tires,  and  chains  : 
 Rais'd  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
 Where  love  triumphant  reigns  ! 
 
 3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  soul, 
 
 Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
 Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
 To  blessings  so  divine! 
 
 4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss 
 
 My  feeble  heart  o'erbears ; 
 And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
 The  promise  into  tears. 
 
 5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 
 
 These  dying  hopes  can  raise : 
 Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
 And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise. 
 
 301  L.  M.  Watts. 
 The  Glorious  Gospel  of  Salvation. 
 
 1  f"pHE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 
 _L    That  brightest  monument  of  praise 
 That  e'er  the  God  of  love  design'd, 
 Employs  and  fills  my  labouring  mind. 
 
 2  Begin,  my  soul,  the  heavenly  song, 
 A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  : 
 
 (244) 
 
Parti.  GOSPEL  BLESSINGS.  302 
 
 When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  things, 
 He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 
 
 3  Proclaim  inimitable  love! 
 Jesus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
 Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
 And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 
 
 4  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones, 
 Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds,  and  groan3 ; 
 The  Prince  of  life  resigns  his  breath  — 
 The  King  of  glory  bows  to  death. 
 
 5  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power  ! 
 He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour  ; 
 And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
 He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 
 
 6  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdued, 
 And  sin  was  drown'd  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
 Then  he  arose,  and  reigns  above, 
 And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 
 
 302  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times. 
 
 1  TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 Jtl  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
 
 Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
 And  words  of  peace  reveal  1 
 
 2  How  charming  is  their  voice  1 
 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  ! 
 
 (245) 
 
303  gospel  blessixgs.         Part  I. 
 
 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. 
 
 303  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Christ  our  Wisdom,  Eighteous?iess,  &c. 
 1  Cor.  i.  30. 
 
 1  T>URIED  in  shadows  of  the  night 
 
 -D  We  lie  till  Christ  restores  the  light  1 
 Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
 And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 
 
 2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears 
 Till  his  atoning  blood  appears, 
 Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
 And  sing,  The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 
 
 3  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  with  sin, 
 His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
 Such  virtues  from  his  sufferings  flow. 
 At  once  to  cleanse  and  pardon  too. 
 
 4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
 Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains  ; 
 He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
 The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 
 
 (246) 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL  BLESSINGS.       304, 305 
 
 5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
 Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness; 
 Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 
 Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 304  L.  M.     Watts'  Sermons. 
 The  Gospel  the  Power  of  God  to  Salvation. 
 
 1  TT7HAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 
 
 VV    That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
 Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
 Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind? 
 
 2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
 Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
 Can  souls  all  o'er  riefil'd  with  sin, 
 
 Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean? 
 
 3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
 Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh! 
 'Tis  there  such  power  and  glory  dwell, 
 As  saves  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 
 
 4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
 That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
 We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
 And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 
 
 5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
 Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 
 Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
 All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 
 
 305  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Invitations  and  Promises. 
 
 'I 
 
 N  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives 
 To  gather  empty  wind ; 
 
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306  gospel  blessings.          Part  L 
 
 The  choicest  blessings  earth  can  yield 
 Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 
 
 2  Come,  and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  souls 
 
 With  more  substantial  meat; 
 With  such  as  saints  in  glory  love, 
 With  such  as  angels  eat. 
 
 3  Come,  and  he  '11  cleanse  our  spotted  souls, 
 
 And  wash  away  our  stains, 
 
 In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
 
 Pour'd  from  his  dying  veins. 
 
 4  Our  heart,  that  flinty,  stubborn  thing, 
 
 Which  terrors  cannot  move, 
 Which  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath, 
 Shall  be  dissolv'd  by  love. 
 
 5  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 
 
 And  deep  engrave  his  law, 
 
 And  every  motion  of  our  souls 
 
 To  swift  obedience  draw. 
 
 6  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 
 
 And  we  shall  render  praise  ; 
 We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
 And  he  our  God  of  grace. 
 
 306  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God  dwells  with  the  humble  and  penitent. 
 Isa.  lvii.15,  16. 
 
 1  rriHUS  saith  the  High  and  Lofty  One, 
 X    '  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne, 
 '  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
 'Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL    BLESSINGS.  307 
 
 2  'But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
 
 '  On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too, 
 'The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
 ■  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
 
 3  '  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 
 '  I  bid  the  mourniug  sinner  live, 
 'Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
 
 '  And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind.' 
 
 4  O  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
 Lest  we  should  faint,  despair,  and  die  ! 
 Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
 The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love. 
 
 307  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Faith  of  things  unseen. 
 
 1  "pAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
 X?    Of  things  beyond  our  sight, 
 
 Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
 And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 
 
 2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view 
 
 Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
 Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
 Or  thousand  years  to  come. 
 
 3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 
 
 By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
 Abra'm,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
 By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 
 
 4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 
 
 Built  by  th'  eternal  hands; 
 And  faith  assures  us  though  we  die, 
 That  heavenly  building  stands. 
 
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 308  CM.      Turner ;  alt' d. 
 
 Power  of  Faith. 
 
 AITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
 And  saves  us  from  its  snares; 
 It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils, 
 And  softens  all  our  cares. 
 
 2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power, 
 
 The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
 That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer. 
 And  make  the  dying  live. 
 
 3  Wide  it  unvails  the  heavenly  world, 
 
 Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
 It  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
 Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 
 
 4  Faith  shows  the  promises,  all  seal'd 
 
 With  our  Redeemer's  blood; 
 It  helps  our  feeble  hopes  to  rest 
 Upon  a  faithful  God. 
 
 5  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest, 
 
 Till  this  frail  body  dies  ; 
 And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
 To  endless  glory  rise. 
 
 309  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 We  walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 
 
 1  'npiS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 
 
 JL    We  walk  thro'  deserts  dark  as  night; 
 Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
 Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 
 
 2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 
 She  makes  the  pearlv  gates  appear; 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  310 
 
 Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
 And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 
 
 3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
 While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
 Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
 And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 
 
 4  So  Abrah'm,  by  divine  command, 
 Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
 His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
 And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 
 
 310  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 A  living  and  dead  Faith. 
 
 1  TI/TISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heaven, 
 1V_L  And  make  their  empty  boast 
 
 Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
 While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 
 
 2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
 
 If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
 
 None  but  a  living  power  unites 
 
 To  Christ  the  living  Head. 
 
 3  'T  is  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart, 
 
 'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love, 
 
 That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
 
 And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
 
 4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 
 
 By  a  celestial  power ; 
 This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
 In  the  decisive  hour. 
 
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311,312      gospel  blessings.       Parti. 
 
 311  L.  M.  Gibbons. 
 Divine  Forgiveness.     Luke  vii.  47. 
 
 1  "FORGIVENESS!  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
 X.    To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die ; 
 Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around  ; 
 
 Ye  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  sky  ! 
 
 2  'T  is  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 
 'Tis  full,  out-measuring  every  crime  : 
 Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 
 And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 
 
 3  O'er  sins  unnumber'd  as  the  sand, 
 And  like  the  mountains  for  their  size, 
 The  seas  of  sovereign  grace  expand  — 
 The  seas  of  sov'reign  grace  arise. 
 
 4  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heaven 
 What  grateful  honours  shall  we  show  ? 
 Where  much  transgression  is  forgiven, 
 Let  love  in  equal  ardours  glow : 
 
 312  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Salvation  wholly  of  Grace. 
 
 1  /"I  RACE!  'tis  a  charming  sound; 
 vT  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  wond'rous  plan. 
 
 3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
 To  tread  the"  heavenly  road ; 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  313 
 
 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. 
 
 313  L.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Pardoning  Grace.     Ps.  cxxx. 
 
 1  T?  ROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
 X.    To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries ; 
 
 If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
 No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 
 
 2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 
 Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there, 
 
 That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
 
 And  hope  and  love  as  well  as  fear. 
 
 3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
 
 And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
 So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate ;  — 
 When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 
 
 4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
 
 Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain : 
 
 Let  mourning  souls'  address  the  Lord, 
 
 And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 
 
 5  Great  is  bis  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
 
 Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son : 
 He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
 And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 
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314,315      gospel  blessings.        Parti. 
 
 314  L.  M.  Wesley. 
 Imputed  Righteousness. 
 
 1  TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
 «J    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  ; 
 '.Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 
 With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 
 
 2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
 To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies; 
 E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
 "  Jesus  hath  liv'd  and  died  for  me." 
 
 3  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
 Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
 Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim  ! 
 Sinners  —  of  whom  the  chief  T  am. 
 
 4  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
 When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 
 No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue  : 
 The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 
 
 5  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice! 
 Bid,  Lord,  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice  ; 
 Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
 Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 
 
 315  C.  M.    Watts' ;  altered. 
 Sanctifying  Grace. 
 
 1  TTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 
 JLL  Our  sin  —  how  deep  it  stains! 
 And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 
 
 Fast  in  his  slavish  chains.      » 
 
 2  But  hark  !  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
 
 Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  — 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL    BLESSINGS.  316 
 
 *  Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
 And  trust  upon  the  Lord.' 
 
 3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 
 
 And  runs  to  this  relief; 
 I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord  ; 
 Oh  help  my  unbelief. 
 
 4  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 
 
 My  reigning  sins  subdue  ; 
 Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 
 With  all  his  hellish  crew. 
 
 5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
 
 On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
 Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
 My  Saviour  and  my  all. 
 
 316  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns, 
 
 Adoption. 
 
 1  "TOEHOLD  what  wond'rous  grace 
 Jj  The  Father  hath  bestow'd 
 
 On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
 To  call  them  sons  of  God! 
 
 2  'T  is  no  surprising  thing, 
 That  we  should  he  unknown  ; 
 
 The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
 God's  everlasting  Son. 
 
 3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
 
 How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
 But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
 We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 
 
 A      A  hope  so  much  divine 
 May  trials  well  endure, 
 May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
 As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 
 
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317,318       gospel  blessings.      Parti. 
 
 5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
 I  share  a  filial  part. 
 
 Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
 To  rest  upon  my  heart. 
 
 6  We  would  no  longer  lie 
 
 Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
 Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
 And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
 
 317  C.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 Complete  Salvation. 
 
 1  O  ALVATION,  through  our  dying  Lord, 
 O  Shall  surely  be  complete  ; 
 
 He  paid  whate'er  his  people  ow'd, 
 And  cancell'd  all  their  debt. 
 
 2  He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 
 
 Our  nature  to  renew  ; 
 Displays  his  power,  reveals  his  love, 
 Gives  life  and  comfort  too. 
 
 3  He  heals  our  wounds,  subdues  our  foes, 
 
 And  shows  our  sins  forgiv'n  ; 
 Conducts  us  through  the  wilderness, 
 And  brings  us  safe  to  heaven. 
 
 4  Salvation  now  shall  be  my  stay; 
 
 "  A  sinner  sav'd,"  I  '11  cry  ; 
 Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 
 For  better  joys  on  high. 
 
 318  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Love. 
 
 'H 
 
 APPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
 Where  love  inspires  the  breast; 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL  BLESSINGS.  319 
 
 Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
 And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 
 
 2  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 
 
 And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
 Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign,  . 
 If  love  be  absent  there. 
 
 3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
 
 In  swift  obedience  move ; 
 The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too ; 
 But  Satan  cannot  love. 
 
 4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 
 
 When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
 'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
 In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 
 
 5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 
 
 Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
 The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
 To  see  our  smiling  God. 
 
 319  7s 
 
 Conformity  to  Christ. 
 
 1  TTOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
 XI  Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
 Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
 As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be ! 
 
 2  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be, 
 Full  of  sin  and  misery, 
 
 Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God; 
 Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood ! 
 
 3  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
 He  th'  atonement  now  receives : 
 He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
 Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
 
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320  GOSPEL  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 4  See,  ye  sinners,  see  the  flame, 
 Rising  from  the  slaughter'd  Lamb;* 
 Mark  the  new,  the  living  way, 
 Leading  to  eternal  day. 
 
 5  Jesus,  when  this  light  we  see, 
 All  our  souls  athirst  for  thee ; 
 When  thy  quick'ning  power  we  prove, 
 All  our  heart  dissolves  in  love. 
 
 6  Boundless  wisdom,  power  divine, 
 Love  unspeakable  are  thine ; 
 Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
 Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 
 
 320  CM.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Free  Grace  in  revealing  Christ.  Luke  x.  21. 
 
 1  TESUS,  the  man  of  constant  grief, 
 *J    A  mourner  all  his  days; 
 His  spirit  once  rejoiced  aloud, 
 
 And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praise. 
 
 2  '  Father,  I  thank  thv  wonderous  love, 
 
 '  That  hath  reveal'd  thy  Son 
 
 *  To  men  unlearned ;  and  to  babes 
 
 '  Hath  made  thy  gospel  known. 
 
 3  '  The  mysteries  of  redeeming  grace 
 
 1  Are  hidden  from  the  wise, 
 4  While  pride  and  carnal  reasonings  join 
 '  To  swell  and  blind  their  eyes.* 
 
 4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 
 
 His  great  decrees  fulfil, 
 And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace 
 By  his  own  sovereign  will. 
 
 *In  allusion  to  the  flame  on  the  altar  where  the 
 Lamb  was  sacrificed. 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL  BLESSINGS.       321, 322 
 
 321  S.  M. 
 
 God  that  works  in  us. 
 
 1  rpHAT  we  may  walk  with  God, 
 -L  He  forms  our  hearts  anew; 
 Takes  us  like  Ephraim  by  the  hand, 
 
 And  teaches  us  to  go. 
 :2  He  by  his  Spirit  leads 
 
 In  paths  before- unknown  ; 
 •    The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
 
 The  strength  is  all  his  own. 
 \i  Assisted  by  his  grace, 
 
 We  still  pursue  our  way, 
 And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize. 
 
 Secure  in  endless  day. 
 1  'Tis  He  that  works  to  will, 
 
 'Tis  He  that  works  to  do ; 
 <    His  is  the  pow'r  by  which  we  act, 
 
 His  be  the  glory  too. 
 
 122  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec, 
 
 True  Wisdom.     Prov.  iii.  13 — 18. 
 
 I  TTAPPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace  — 
 ;   JLL  The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
 
 The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
 
 And  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love  ! 
 !  Happy,  beyond  description,  he 
 
 Who  knows,  '  the  Saviour  died  for  me'  — 
 
 The  gift  unspeakable  obtains. 
 
 And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 
 1  He  finds,  who  wisdom  apprehends, 
 
 A  life  begun  that  never  ends; 
 
 The  tree  of  life  divine  she  is, 
 
 Set  in  the  midst  of  Paradise. 
 
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323, 324     gospel  blessings.        Part  I. 
 
 Happy  the  man.  who  wisdom  gains. 
 In  whose  obedient  heart  she  reigns ; 
 He  owns,  and  will  for  ever  own, 
 Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 
 
 323  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Persevering  Grace. 
 
 1  ri^O  God,  the  only  wise, 
 
 J.    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, 
 
 Unblemish'd  and  complete, 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
 With  joys  divinely  great. 
 
 4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
 
 Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 
 
 Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
 
 And  make  his  wonders  known. 
 
 5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 
 
 Wisdom  with  power  belongs, 
 Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
 And  everlasting  songs. 
 
 324  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 .    GooV s  love  in  the  gift  of  his  Son. 
 
 1  /"lOME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 
 v>  With  new  melodious  songs ; 
 
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 Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
 The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 
 
 2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 
 
 That  pitied  dying  men, 
 The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
 To  give  them  life  again. 
 
 3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 
 
 With  a  revenging  rod, 
 No  hard  commission  to  perform 
 The  vengeance  of  a  God. 
 
 4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 
 
 And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
 When  Christ  on  the  king-errand  came, 
 And  brought  salvation  down. 
 
 5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 
 
 And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry ; 
 Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
 And  you  shall  never  die. 
 
 6  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 
 
 Accept  thine  offer'd  grace ; 
 We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
 And  give  the  Father  praise. 
 
 325  CM.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Salvation  by  Grace. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
 JLi  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
 Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
 
 And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 
 
 2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 
 
 For  ever  love  his  name, 
 
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326  GOSPEL  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
 Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 
 
 3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 
 
 Which  our  own  hands  have  done, 
 But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
 Abounding  through  his  Son. 
 
 4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 
 
 That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
 'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
 Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 
 
 5  'Tis  through  the  virtue  of  his  death, 
 
 Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
 The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
 On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 
 
 6  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 
 
 And,  justify'd  by  grace, 
 We  shall  appear  in  glory  too 
 And  see  our  Father's  face. 
 
 326  C.  M.  Kelly. 
 
 Converting  Grace. 
 
 1  T  HEAR  a  voice  that  comes  from  far; 
 JL  From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad; 
 
 It  soothes  my  spirit,  calms  my  fear  ; 
 It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 
 
 2  And  is  it  true  that  many  fly 
 
 The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice  ; 
 And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 
 Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice  ? 
 
 3  Alas,  for  those  !  —  the  day  is  near 
 
 When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more ; 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  327 
 
 Then  may  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 
 The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 
 
 4  With  such  I  own  I  once  appear'd, 
 
 But  now  I  know  how  great  their  loss; 
 For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard, 
 Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 
 
 5  But  let  me  not  forget  to  own, 
 
 That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
 'T  is  due  to  sov'reign  grace  alone, 
 That  conquers  oft  its  proudest  foes. 
 
 327  L.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 Praise  to  God  for  Renewing  Grace. 
 
 1  rr\0  God  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 
 
 X    Fain  would  my  soul  her  tribute  bring: 
 Join  me,  ye  saints,  in  songs  of  praise, 
 For  ye  have  known  and  felt  his  grace. 
 
 2  Wretched  and  helpless  once  I  lay, 
 Just  breathing  all  my  life  away; 
 He  saw  me  welt'ring  in  my  blood, 
 And  felt  the  pity  of  a  God : 
 
 3  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
 
 Bound  up  my  wounds,  and  sooth'd  my  grief; 
 Pour'd  joy  divine  into  my  heart, 
 And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 
 
 4  These  proofs  of  love,  my  dearest  Lord, 
 Deep  in  my  breast  I  will  record  : 
 
 The  life  which  I  from  thee  receive, 
 To  thee,  behold  !  I  freely  give. 
 
 5  My  heart  and  tongue  shall  tune  thy  praise, 
 Thro'  the  remainder  of  my  days  ; 
 
 And,  when  I  join  the  powers  above, 
 My  soul  shall  better  sing  thy  love. 
 
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328, 329      gospel  blessings.       Part  I, 
 
 328  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Vital  Union  to  Christ. 
 
 1  T\EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 
 U  By  everlasting  bonds ; 
 
 Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign  ; 
 Our  souls  are  in  thy  hands. 
 
 2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleav 
 With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
 
 If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
 O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 
 
 3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 
 Our  souls  to  thee  our  head; 
 
 Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
 That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 
 
 4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 
 From  the^e  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  fix'd  his  throne. 
 He'll  fix  his  members  there. 
 
 329  7s.       Rippon's  Selec. 
 Humility. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart  — 
 -Li  Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
 
 I  shall  as  my  Master,  be 
 Rooted  in  humility. 
 
 2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
 Chang'd  into  a  little  child ; 
 
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Parti.  GOSPEL  BLESSINGS.  330 
 
 Pleas'd  with  all  the  Lord  provides ; 
 Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 
 
 3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee ; 
 Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
 Nothing  want,  beneath,  above  — 
 Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 
 
 4  Oh,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
 Ev'ry  good  in  Jesus  join'd  ! 
 Him  let  Israel  still  adore, 
 Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore. 
 
 330  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Privileges  of  the  People  of  God. 
 "APPY  are  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
 
 H 
 
 With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 
 He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
 His  arm  supports  them  well. 
 
 2  To  them  in  each  distressing  hour, 
 
 His  throne  of  grace  is  near  ; 
 And,  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power, 
 He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 
 
 3  Wand'ring  in  sin,  our  souls  he  found, 
 
 And  bade  us  seek  his  face  ; 
 Gave  us  to  hear  the  gospel  sound, 
 And  taste  the  gospel  grace. 
 
 4  Oft  in  his  house  his  glory  shines. 
 
 Before  our  wond'ring  eyes ; 
 We  wish  not  then  for  golden  mines, 
 Or  aught  beneath  the  skies. 
 
 5  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 
 
 And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 
 
 A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 
 
 And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
 
 (265) 
 
331,332      gospel  blessings.        Parti. 
 
 6  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 
 Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 
 But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
 And  own  us  still  for  thine. 
 
 331  L.  M.     Watts'  Sermons. 
 
 The  Christian  Treasure. 
 
 1  TTOW  vast  the  treasure  we  possess! 
 LI  How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  grace ! 
 This  world  is  ours,  and  worlds  to  come  : 
 Earth  is  our  lodge,  and  heaven  our  home ; 
 
 2  All  things  are  ours,  the  gifts  of  God  ; 
 The  purchase  of  a  Saviour's  blood  ; 
 While  the  good  Spirit  shows  us  how 
 To  use  and  to  improve  them  too. 
 
 3  If  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  da3's, 
 They  help  me,  Lord,  to  speak  thy  praise; 
 If  bread  of  sorrows  be  my  food, 
 Those  sorrows  work  my  lasting  good. 
 
 4  I  would  not  change  my  bless'd  estate 
 For  all  the  world  calls  good  or  great ; 
 And  while  my  faith  can  keep  her  hold, 
 I  envy  not  the  sinner's  gold. 
 
 5  Father,  I  wait  thy  daily  wfll 
 Thou  shalt  divide  my  portion  still : 
 Grant  me  on  earth  what  seems  thee  best, 
 Till  death  and  heaven  reveal  the  rest. 
 
 332  7s.  Montgomery. 
 
 The  Three  Mountains. 
 
 'W 
 
 HEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
 God  descend  in  Majesty, 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  333 
 
 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  for  ever  stay, 
 Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away ; 
 Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
 Lovely,  mournful,  Calvary. 
 
 333  S.  M. 
 
 Supports  of  Religion. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 
 
 VV    The  trembling  heart  invade, 
 And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
 A  universal  shade  — 
 
 2  Religion  can  assuage 
 
 The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
 And  ev'ry  fear  shall  loose  its  rage 
 At  her  divine  control. 
 
 3  Through  life's  bewilder'd  way, 
 
 Her  hand  unerring  leads  ; 
 And  o'er  the  path  her  heavenly  ray 
 A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 
 
 4  When  reason,  tired  and  blind. 
 
 Sinks  helpless  and  afraid  ; 
 
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334  gospel  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 Thou,  blest  supporter  of  the  mind, 
 How  powerful  is  thine  aid  ! 
 
 5  Oh  let  me  feel  thy  power, 
 And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 
 To  cheer  my  ev'ry  gloomy  hour, 
 And  calm  my  ev'ry  grief. 
 
 334  8  &  7.  Robinson. 
 
 Sitting  at  the  Cross. 
 
 1  QWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
 O  Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ; 
 Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
 
 From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend  : 
 Here  I  '11  sit,  for  ever  viewing, 
 
 Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood  ; 
 Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
 
 Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 
 
 2  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  : 
 Love  I  much  ?  I  've  much  forgiven, 
 
 I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 
 
 3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing. 
 
 With  my  tears  his  feet  I  '11  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  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
 
 And  himself  more  deeply  know ! 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  335 
 
 335  C.  M.  Fawcett. 
 
 Supreme  importance  of Religion. 
 
 1  T>  ELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
 -LV  Of  mortals  here  below  ; 
 May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
 
 Its  sovereign  virtue  know! 
 
 2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth, 
 
 Or  aught  the  world  bestows ; 
 Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
 Can  give  us  such  repose. 
 
 3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 
 
 Amidst  our  youthful  bloom ; 
 'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
 And  for  the  awful  tomb. 
 
 4  Oh,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 
 
 Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
 And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
 His  government  to  own  ! 
 
 5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 
 
 Be  join'd  with  godly  fear: 
 And  all  my  conversation  prove 
 My  heart  to  be  sincere. 
 
 6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
 
 Through  my  remaining  days  ; 
 A.nd  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine 
 To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 
 
 7  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire ; 
 
 Let  warm  affections  rise ; 
 And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire, 
 To  mount  above  the  skies! 
 
336, 337     gospel  blessings.        Part  I. 
 
 336  S.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Safety  in  God. 
 
 1  "f  T7HEN  overwhelm'*!  with  grief 
 
 VV     My  heart  within  me  dies, 
 Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
 To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
 
 2  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 
 That's  high  above  my  head, 
 
 And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
 My  shelter  and  my  shade. 
 
 2      Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
 For  ever  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. 
 
 337  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion. 
 
 1  T  ET  everlasting  glories  crown 
 
 _Li  Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord; 
 Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
 And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 
 
 2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 
 1     Some  solid  ground  to~rcst  upon  ; 
 
 With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
 Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
 
 3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 
 How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands ! 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  338 
 
 Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be  ! 
 
 How  firm  our  hope,  our  comfort  stands ! 
 
 4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
 Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
 I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 
 And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 
 
 338  S.M.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  Meek  beautified  with  Salvation. 
 
 JL    And  cheerful  praises  sing  ! 
 Wake  all  your  harmony  of  voice; 
 For  Jesus  is  your  King. 
 
 2  That  meek  and  lowly  Lord, 
 
 Whom  here  your  souls  have  known, 
 Pledges  the  honour  of  his  word 
 T'  avow  you  for  his  own. 
 
 3  He  brings  salvation  near, 
 
 For  which  his  blood  was  paid! 
 How  beauteous  shall  your  souls  appear, 
 Thus  sumptuously  array'd ! 
 
 4  Sing!  for  the  day  is  nigh, 
 
 When,  near  your  Saviour's  seat, 
 The  tallest  sons  of  pride  shall  lie 
 The  footstool  of  your  feet. 
 
 5  Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine, 
 
 And  all  thy  saints  confess 
 The  royal  robes  in  which  they  shine, 
 Were  wrought  by  soVreign  grace. 
 
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339,  340     gospel  blessings.         Part  I. 
 
 339  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Access  to  God  by  a  Mediator. 
 
 1  piOME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
 \J  Up  to  the  courts  above, 
 And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there 
 
 Upon  a  throne  of  love. 
 
 2  Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 
 
 And  venture  near  the  Lord; 
 
 No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
 
 Nor  double-flaming  sword. 
 
 3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 
 
 Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ; 
 High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
 And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 
 
 4  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 
 
 Great  Advocate  on  high ; 
 And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King 
 Who  lays  his  anger  by. 
 
 340  C.  M.  Beddome. 
 Fear  Not. 
 
 1  "\7"E  trembling  souls  !  dismiss  your  fears ; 
 
 X.    Be  mercy  all  your  theme ; 
 Mercy,  which,  like  a  river,  flows 
 In  one  continued  stream. 
 
 2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 
 
 God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 
 His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
 And  make  their  efforts  vain. 
 
 Fear  wot  the  want  of  outward  good : 
 He  will  for  his  provide; 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  341 
 
 Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
 And  all  they  need  beside. 
 
 4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 
 
 Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
 
 He  's  faithful  to  his  promises  — 
 
 And  faithful  to  his  Son. 
 
 5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
 
 Or  death's  tremendous  sting ; 
 He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
 To  endless  glory  bring. 
 
 6  You,  in  his  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
 
 May  confidently  trust ; 
 His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects 
 His  grace  rewards  the  just. 
 
 341  S.  M.  Toplady. 
 
 Confidence  in  God. 
 
 1  "\7'OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
 
 JL    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  love  divine. 
 
 4  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 
 
 Subside,  at  his  control: 
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342  gospel  blessings.         Part  L 
 
 His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
 The  midnight  of  the  soul 
 
 5  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 
 
 That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 
 Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
 Shall  thy  salvation  see. 
 
 343  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Holiness  and  Grace. 
 
 1  QO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
 O  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
 
 So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
 To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 
 
 2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad, 
 The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God, 
 When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
 And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 
 
 3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
 Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
 
 While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
 Our  inward  piety  approve. 
 
 4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
 While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
 The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
 And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 
 
 342  2d  Part.    L.  M. 
 
 Justification  and  Sanctification. 
 
 1  T3LEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  bless'd 
 -D  Whose  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
 Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd 
 And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 
 
 (274) 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  343 
 
 2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
 Imputes  not  his  iniquities, 
 
 He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
 And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 
 
 3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free, 
 His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 
 
 With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
 And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 
 
 4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 
 That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins  ! 
 While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
 Through  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 
 
 343  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Beatitudes. 
 
 1  TVLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
 ±J  Their  emptiness  aud  poverty  : 
 Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
 And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 
 
 2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
 Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
 The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
 
 A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
 
 3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
 From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
 God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
 
 And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 
 
 4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
 Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
 They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
 With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
 
 5  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move 
 And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love ; 
 
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344  gospel  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
 Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 
 
 6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
 From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 
 
 With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
 A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
 
 7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
 Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
 They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
 The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
 
 8  Blest  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
 Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake; 
 Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord 
 Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 
 
 4 
 
 344  S.  M. 
 
 For  the  universal  Reign  of  Christ. 
 
 1  f\  LORD  our  God  arise, 
 
 vJ  The  cause  of  truth  maintain  ; 
 And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
 Extend  her  blessed  reign. 
 
 2  Thou  Prince  of  Life,  arise ! 
 Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 
 
 Far  spread  the  conquest  of  thy  grace, 
 And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 
 
 3  O,  Holy  Spirit,  rise  ! 
 Expand  thy  heavenly  wing. 
 
 And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruin'd  world 
 Let  light  and  order  spring. 
 
 4  O,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
 To  God  the  Saviour  sing  ; 
 
 From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven 
 Let  echoing  anthems  ring ! 
 
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Part  I.        gospel  blessings.      345, 346 
 
 345  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 Blessings  of  Christ's  universal  kingdom. 
 
 1  TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
 J    Doth  his  successive  journeys  run  : 
 His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
 Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
 
 2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
 And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
 His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
 With  every  morning  sacrifice. 
 
 3  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
 Dwell  on  his  Jove  with  sweetest  song ; 
 And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
 Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 
 
 4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
 The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
 The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
 
 And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 
 
 5'  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise,  and  bring 
 Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ; 
 Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
 And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 
 
 346  P.  M. 
 
 The  Sinner's  Plea, 
 1  T  ET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 
 JLi  Their  works  of  righteousness  1 
 I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 
 Am  freely  sav'd  by  grace  ; 
 Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 
 
 This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea: 
 I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
 But  Jesus  died  for  me. 
 
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347  gospel  blessings.         Part  I. 
 
 2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 
 
 Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream  ; 
 Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 
 
 And  give  the  praise  to  him  ; 
 Meanest  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
 
 His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see  ; 
 I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
 
 But  Jesus  died  for  me. 
 
 3  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 
 
 And  thou  in  me  wilt  live  ; 
 I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied  ; 
 
 I  shall  thy  life  receive : 
 Yet  when  melted  in  the  flame 
 
 Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
 I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 
 
 But  Jesus  died  for  me. 
 
 347  C.  M. 
 
 The  Gospel  Jubilee. 
 
 1  TT  7"HAT  heavenly  music  do  I  hear, 
 
 VV    Salvation  sounding  free  ! 
 Ye  souls  in  bondage  lend  an  ear, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 
 2  How  sweetly  do  the  tidings  roll, 
 
 All  round,  from  sea  to  sea, 
 From  land  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 
 3  Good  news,  good  news,  to  Adam's  race, 
 
 Let  Christians  all  agree 
 To  sing  redeeming  love  and  grace, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 
 4  The  gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release 
 
 To  all  in  misery, 
 
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Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  348 
 
 And  bids  them  welcome  home  to  peace, 
 This  is  the.  Jubilee. 
 5  Jesus  is  on  his  mercy  seat, 
 Before  him  bend  the  knee ; 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 C  Sinners,  be  wise,  return  and  come 
 Unto  the  Saviour  free; 
 The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 7  Come,  ye  redeem'd,  your  tribute  bring, 
 With  songs  of  harmony; 
 While  on  the  road  to  Canaan  sing, 
 This  is  the  Jubilee. 
 
 348  P.M.     Thornby ;  alt'd. 
 
 The  Voice  of  Free  Grace. 
 
 1  rpHE  voice  of  free  grace 
 
 X    Cries,  escape  to  the  mountain  ; 
 
 For  Adam's  lost  race 
 
 Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain  : 
 
 For  sin  and  transgression, 
 
 And  ev'ry  pollution, 
 
 His  blood  flows  most  freely — 
 
 Come  bathe  in  this  ocean. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 
 By  whom  we  find  pardon  ! 
 
 We  '11  praise  him  again, 
 When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 
 
 2  This  fountain  from  guilt 
 Procures  our  exemption : 
 The  blood  that  was  spilt 
 Is  the  price  of  redemption  : 
 
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349  GOSPEL  blessings.  Part  I. 
 
 Though  your  sins  were  increased 
 As  high  as  a  mountain, 
 His  blood  flows  to  cleanse  you  — 
 O  come  to  this  fountain. 
 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb.  &c. 
 
 3  Bless'd  Jesus,  ride  on  — 
 Thy  kingdom  is  glorious! 
 Over  sin,  death,  and  hell, 
 Thou  wilt  make  us  victorious. 
 Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd 
 
 In  the  great  congregation, 
 And  saints  shall  delight 
 In  ascribing  salvation. 
 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 
 
 4  When  on  Zion  we  stand, 
 Having  gain'd  the  bless'd  shore, 
 With  our  harps  in  our  hands 
 We'll  praise  him  evermore; 
 We'll  range  the  bless'd  fields, 
 On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
 And  sing  hallelujah 
 
 For  ever  and  ever. 
 
 Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 
 
 349  P.  M. 
 
 The  Gospel  Trumpet. 
 
 1  TTARK.  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  I 
 ±1  While  far  and  wide  the  echo  bounds; 
 And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
 
 Is  bringing  sinners  home  to  God, 
 And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
 To  endless  day. 
 
 2  Hail,  all-victorious  conquering  Lord  ! 
 Be  thou  by  all  the  world  ador'd ; 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL    BLESSINGS.  350 
 
 Who  undertook  for  sinful  man, 
 To  bring  him  back  to  God  again, 
 That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reign 
 In  endless  day. 
 
 3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  once  was  spilt, 
 To  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  guilt ; 
 And  sinners  now  may  come  to  God, 
 And  find  salvation  in  thy  blood, 
 And  sail  by  faith  upon  that  flood, 
 
 To  endless  day. 
 
 4  Through  storms  and  calms  by  faith  we  steer, 
 By  feeble  hope  and  gloomy  fear, 
 
 Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan's  shore, 
 Where  sin  and  sorrow  are  no  more  ; 
 We  'II  shout,  our  trials  are  all  o'er, 
 To  endless  day. 
 
 5  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  saints,  fight  on  ; 
 And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
 Then  palms  of  vict'ry  you  shall  bear, 
 And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 
 
 And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear 
 In  endless  day. 
 
 6  There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
 With  saints  and  angels  ail  combine 
 To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
 
 When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move  ; 
 And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above, 
 In  endless  day. 
 
 350  10  &  11. 
 
 Renouncing  the  World. 
 
 1  r\  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
 yJ  The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er ; 
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351  gospel  blessings.         Parti. 
 
 A  country  I  've  found  where  true  joys  abound. 
 To  dwell  1  'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 
 
 2  The  souls  that  believe  in  glory  shall  live, 
 And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive; 
 My  soul  don't  delay  —  he  calls  thee  away ; 
 Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 
 
 3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow, 
 What  light,  strength,  and   comfort  —  go  after 
 
 him,  go ; 
 Lo  !  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above; 
 None  guesses  how  wond'rons  my  journey  will 
 
 prove. 
 
 4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell,  and  sint 
 'Midst  outward  affliction  shall  feel  Christ  within  ; 
 And  wh.-n  I'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I  'II  cry, 
 
 For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 
 
 5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd. 
 He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind; 
 So  this  is  the  race  1  'm  running  through  grace. 
 Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 
 
 6  And  now  'tis  my  care,  my  neishbours  may  share 
 These  blessings  —  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you 
 
 dare  t 
 In  bondage,  O  why  !  in  death  will  you  lie, 
 When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh  1 
 
 351  lis.       Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Precious  Promises. 
 
 1  TJOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  s.aints  of  the  Lord, 
 •Tl  Is  laid  for  your  faith,  m  hi3  excellent  word  ! 
 What  more  cnn  lie  say,  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
 Yuu,  who  unto  Jeaua  for  refune  have  nYd  1 
 
 2  In  ev'ry  condition  —  in  sickness,  in  health, 
 In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
 At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
 As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 
 
 ever  be. 
 
Part  I.  GOSPEL   BLESSINGS.  352 
 
 3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee ;  O  be  not  dismay'd ! 
 I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
 
 I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 
 
 stand, 
 Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 
 
 4  When  through  the  deep  waters  1  call  thee  to  go, 
 The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 
 
 For  1  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
 And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 
 
 5  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
 My  grace  ali  sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
 The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
 Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 
 
 6  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
 My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
 And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn. 
 Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 
 
 7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
 I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 
 
 That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour  to 
 
 shake, 
 I  '11  never,  no  never,  no  never,  forsake. 
 
 352  8, 8,  &  6.  Wesley. 
 
 The  Spiritual  Pilgrim. 
 
 1  TTQW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
 
 XI  How   free    from    anxious    care    and 
 thought. 
 
 From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
 Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
 His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
 
 He  ouly  sojourns  here. 
 
 2  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
 And  happiness  beyond  the  view 
 
 Of  those  who  basely  pant 
 For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  : 
 
 (283) 
 
353  declension  Part  I. 
 
 Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 
 I  neither  have  nor  want. 
 
 3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  : 
 A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 
 
 I  all  their  goods  despise! 
 I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
 And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight  — 
 
 A  country  in  the  skies. 
 
 4  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
 My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 
 
 And  my  abiding  home  : 
 For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay  ; 
 And  angels  beckon  me  away, 
 And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 
 
 5  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord  !  replies, 
 I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies; 
 
 And  claim  my  heavenly  rest; 
 Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  fend  ; 
 Now  —  Oh,  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend  !  — 
 
 Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 
 
 DECLENSION    LAMENTED, 
 
 353  L.  M.  Scott. 
 
 The  return  of  the  Spirit  implored. 
 Eph.  iv.  30. 
 
 1  T?OR  EVER  shall  my  fainting  soul, 
 M-     O  God,  thy  just  displeasure  mourn  ; 
 Thy  grieved  Spirit  long  withdrawn, 
 Will  he  no  more  to  me  return  ? 
 
 2  Once  I  enjoy'd,  (O  happy  time  !) 
 The  heart-felt  visits  of  his  grace  ; 
 
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Part  I.  LAMENTED.  354 
 
 Nor  can  a  thousand  varying  scenes 
 The  sweet  remembrance  quite  efface. 
 
 3  Beneath  his  warming,  quickening  beams, 
 The  icy  rock  dissolved  away  ; 
 
 New  life  diffused  through  all  my  powers, 
 And  darkness  yielded  to  the  day. 
 
 4  When  justice  waved  his  dreadful  sword, 
 And  guilt  and  fear  my  soul  opprest, 
 
 He  sprinkled  o'er  a  Saviour's  blood, 
 And  whisper'd  pardon  to  my  breast. 
 
 5  Great  source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 
 Nor  let  me  mourn  and  sigh  in  vain  ; 
 Come,  repossess  this  longing  heart, 
 With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 
 
 354  C.  M.  Cowper. 
 
 Past  Seasons  recalled. 
 
 1  f\  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
 v_J  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
 A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
 
 That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 
 
 2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
 
 When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
 Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
 Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 
 
 3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ! 
 
 How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
 But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
 The  world  can  never  fill. 
 
 4  Return,  O  holy  Dove!  return, 
 Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
 
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355  declension  Part  I. 
 
 I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
 And  drove  them  from  my  breast. 
 
 5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
 
 Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
 Help  rne  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. 
 
 355  C.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 Heart-evils  lamented. 
 
 1  "\T7ITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 
 
 VV     Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
 My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
 And  vile  ingratitude. 
 
 2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 
 
 So  false  as  mine  has  been; 
 So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
 So  prone  to  every  sin ! 
 
 3  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 
 
 These  strugglings  in  my  breast? 
 When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will. 
 And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 
 
 4  Break,  sov'reign  grace,  O  break  the  charm, 
 
 And  set  the  captive  free : 
 Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm 
 And  haste  to  rescue  me. 
 
 («6) 
 
Part  I.  lamented.  356, 357 
 
 356  S.  M. 
 
 Desiring  to  return. 
 
 1  \  ND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found, 
 A  And  may  I  still  draw  near  ? 
 Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
 
 Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 
 
 2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 
 
 If  still  the  same  thou  art, 
 To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord ! 
 Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 
 
 3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 
 
 The  strugglings  of  my  will, 
 The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
 The  agonies  I  feel. 
 
 4  O  my  offended  Lord, 
 
 Restore  my  inward  peace, 
 I  know  thou  canst ;  pronounce  the  word, 
 And  bid  the  tempest  cease ! 
 
 5  I  long  to  see  thy  face, 
 
 Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 
 The  Jiving  water  of  thy  grace, 
 That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 
 
 357  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 The  grieved  Spirit  entreated. 
 
 1  QTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay! 
 
 tO  No  more  thy  goodness  would  I  slight ; 
 Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
 Nor  take  thy  everlasting  flight. 
 
 2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
 
 Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd ; 
 
 (287) 
 
358  declension  Part  I. 
 
 Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
 Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd. 
 
 3  But  oh!  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
 
 In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
 Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
 I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 
 
 4  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 
 
 E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes; 
 Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
 
 And  bless  me  with  the  calm  repose. 
 
 5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 
 
 And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand ; 
 Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
 And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 
 
 358  S.  M. 
 
 Returning  Penitent. 
 
 1  r~\W  !  let  me  see  thy  light 
 \J  Mild  beaming  from  above  ; 
 The  light  that  gilds  the  mercy-seat  — 
 
 Thy  countenance  of  love. 
 
 2  These  clouds  so  dark  and  cold  — 
 
 These  gloomy  clouds  remove  ; 
 And  let  my  longing  eyes  behold 
 Thy  countenance  of  love. 
 
 3  The  joys  I  us'd  to  feel, 
 
 Alas !  no  more  I  prove  : 
 Why,  O  my  God  !  dost  thou  conceal 
 Thy  countenance  of  love. 
 
 4  This  fickle,  faithless  heart 
 
 Has  dared  from  thee  to  rove  : 
 I  need  not  ask  what  should  avert 
 Thy  countenance  of  love. 
 
 (288) 
 
Part  I,  LAMENTED.  359 
 
 5  How  oft  did  I  rebel, 
 
 When  thy  good  Spirit  strove ! 
 And  could  I  hope  to  meet  thy  smile  — 
 Thy  countenance  of  love? 
 
 6  Oh !  let  me  see  thy  light 
 
 Mild  beaming  from  above ; 
 The  light  that  gilds  the  mercy -seat  — 
 Thy  countenance  of  love. 
 
 359  S.  M. 
 
 Yielding  all  for  Christ. 
 
 1  TTTHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain, 
 
 VV    And  force  me  to  thy  breast  ? 
 When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
 To  her  eternal  rest? 
 
 2  Ah!  what  avails  my  strife, 
 
 My  wand'ring  to  and  fro? 
 Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life, 
 Ah  !  whither  should  I  go  ? 
 
 3  Thy  condescending  grace 
 
 To  me  did  freely  move; 
 It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
 And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 
 
 4  To  rescue  me  from  woe, 
 
 Thou  didst  with  all  things  part, 
 Didst  lead  a  suffering  life  below, 
 To  gain  my  worthless  heart. 
 
 5  My  worthless  heart  to  gain, 
 
 The  God  of  all  that  breathe, 
 Was  found  in  fashion  as  a  man, 
 And  died  a  cursed  death. 
 T  (I 
 
360,  361  DECLENSION 
 
 6  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 
 I  groan  to  be  set  free ; 
 I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
 And  give  up  all  for  thee. 
 
 Part  I. 
 
 360 
 
 C.  M.      Watts'  Sermons. 
 
 Sins  and  Sorrows  laid  before  God. 
 
 1  A  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place 
 \J  Where  I  might  find  my  God ; 
 
 I  'd  spread  niy  wants  before  his  face, 
 And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
 
 2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 
 
 What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
 How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
 And  leave  my  heart  in  pain. 
 
 3  He  knows  what  arguments  I  'd  take, 
 
 To  wrestle  with  my  God; 
 I  'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
 And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 
 
 4  My  God  v\  ill  pity  my  complaints, 
 
 And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
 He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
 The  language  of  their  groans. 
 
 5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
 
 And  banish  every  fear; 
 He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
 To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 
 
 361 
 
 Stennett. 
 
 Penitential  Sighs. 
 
 1  T^ATHER!  at  thy  call  T  come  : 
 Jl    In  thy  bosom  there  is  room 
 
 (290) 
 
Part  I.  LAMENTED.  361 
 
 For  a  guilty  soul  to  hide  — 
 Press.'d  with  grief  on  every  side. 
 
 2  Here  I'll  make  my  piteous  moan  !  — 
 Thou  canst  understand  a  groan  : 
 Here  my  sins  and  sorrows  tell ; 
 What  I  feel  thou  knowest  well. 
 
 3  Ah!  how  foolish  I  have  been 
 To  obey  the  voice  of  sin  — 
 To  forget  thy  love  to  me, 
 And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee. 
 
 4  Darkness  fills  my  trembling  soul ; 
 Floods  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll ; 
 Pity,  Father!  pity  me; 
 
 All  my  hope  's  alone  in  thee. 
 
 5  But  may  such  a  wretch  as  I  — 
 Self-condemn'd,  and  doom'd  to  die  — 
 Ever  hope  to  be  forgiven, 
 
 And  be  smiled  upon  by  Heaven  ? 
 
 6  Yes,  I  may !  for  I  espy 
 
 Pity  trickling  from  thine  eye: 
 'Tis  a  Father's  bowels  move  — 
 Move  with  pardon  and  with  love. 
 
 7  Well  I  do  remember,  too, 
 What  his  love  hath  deign'd  to  do  ; 
 How  he  sent  a  Saviour  down, 
 All  my  follies  to  atone. 
 
 8  Has  my  elder  brother  died  ? 
 And  is  justice  satisfied? 
 
 Why  —  oh,  why  —  should  I  despair 
 Of  my  Father's  tender  care  ? 
 
 (291) 
 
362, 363  declension  Part  I. 
 
 362  C.  M.  Medley. 
 Church  Declension. 
 
 1  /"IREATGod!  incline  thy  gracious  ear 
 vX  And  hear  thy"  children's  cry  ; 
 
 In  mercy  for  our  help  appear, 
 Nor  let  our  comforts  die. 
 
 2  Revive  our  drooping  graces,  Lord, 
 
 Nor  let  our  souls  complain; 
 Revive  us  by  thy  powerful  word, 
 And  make  us  live  again. 
 
 3  Revive  thy  work  within  us  all, 
 
 In  holy  peace  and  love; 
 And  let  thy  Spirit  on  us  fall,  l 
 
 In  blessings  from  above. 
 
 4  Then  shall  we  flourish  like  the  vine, 
 
 Refresh'd,  and  made  to  thrive  ; 
 And  all  the  glory  shall  be  thine, 
 Who  dost  thy  work  revive. 
 
 363  L.  M.  Kelly. 
 Recollections  of  first  Love. 
 
 1  f~\  WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love, 
 \J  That  mark'd  our  union  with  the  Lord? 
 Our  hearts  were  fix'd  on  things  above, 
 
 Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 
 
 2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 
 
 To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known  ; 
 That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
 And  kept  our  eye  on  Him  alone  ? 
 
 3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons  spent 
 
 In  fellowship  with  him  we  lov'd  — 
 
Part  I.  LAMENTED.  384 
 
 The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 
 The  blessedness  which  then  we  proved. 
 
 4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  thee : 
 O  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile  ! 
 No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
 O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  thy  smile. 
 
 364  L.  M. 
 
 0  Lord,  revive  thy  work.     Hab.  iii.  2. 
 
 1  T>  EVIVE  thy  work,  Almighty  Lord  ! 
 XV  Extend  the  conquests  of  thy  sword ; 
 Erect  thy  throne  in  every  heart, 
 
 And  bid  each  idol  hence  depart. 
 
 2  Spirit  divine  !  thy  grace  diffuse; 
 
 Thine  influence  shed  like  heavenly  dews, 
 To  make  our  drooping  graces  thrive:— 
 Triumphant  Lord  !  thy  work  revive. 
 
 3  O  draw  reluctant  hearts  to  thee; 
 Make  stubborn  sinners  bend  the  knee ; 
 Refresh'd  by  thee  let  Christians  live — 
 O  gracious  Lord !  thy  work  revive. 
 
 4  Attract  with  cords  of  love  divine, 
 Those  feeble,  wandering  sheep  of  thine  ; 
 On  thy  rich  pastures  make  thein  thrive  ; 
 O  now  thy  gracious  work  revive. 
 
 5  Revive  thy  work,  triumphant  King  ! 
 Attune  our  lips  thy  praise  to  sing ; 
 Our  dying  spark  of  love  inflame. 
 And  claim  all  glory  to  thy  name. 
 
 (293) 
 
365  declension,  &c.         Part  I. 
 
 3G5  P.M.     Newton;  altered. 
 
 Prayer  for  a  Eevival. 
 
 1  QAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation. 
 O  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
 All  will  come  to  desolation, 
 
 Unless  thou  return  again. 
 
 Lord,  revive  us ! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 2  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 
 
 Ev'ry  part  luok'd  gay  and  green. 
 All  its  plants  by  thee  were  nourisn'd ; 
 Then  how  cheering  was  the  scene  ! 
 
 Lord,  revive  us ! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 3  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 
 
 Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
 Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
 Ev'ry  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
 
 Lord,  revive  us ! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither. 
 
 Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
 Oh  !  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
 Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
 
 Lord,  revive  us! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
 
 Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 
 Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
 Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
 
 Lord,  revive  us ! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
 
 Turn  the  stonv  heart  to  flesh; 
 
 (294) 
 
Part  I.       CONFLICT   AND   PRAYER.  366 
 
 And. begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
 To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
 
 Lord,  revive  us ! 
 All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 
 
 CONFLICT   AND   PRAYER. 
 
 366        CM.     Watts' Hymns;  altered. 
 Penitence  and  Prayer. 
 
 1  f~\  !  IF  my  soul  were  form'd  for  woe, 
 Vj  How  would  I  vent  my  sighs  ! 
 Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow 
 
 From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 
 
 2  'Twas  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord 
 
 Hung  on  the  fatal  tree ; 
 And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 
 For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 
 
 3  O,  how  I  hate  those  sins  of  mine, 
 
 That  shed  my  Saviour's  blood  ! 
 That  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  sacred  flesh 
 Fast  to  the  fatal  wood ! 
 
 4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die  ; 
 
 My  heart  has  so  decreed ; 
 Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
 That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
 
 5  While,  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 
 
 My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
 I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
 And  slay  the  murderers  too. 
 
 (295) 
 
367, 368  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 367  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Inconstancy  Lamented. 
 
 1  "f  T7HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
 
 VV    My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
 Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
 With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 
 
 2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 
 
 Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
 As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
 As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 
 
 3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 
 
 The  savour  of  thy  grace, 
 My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
 The  relish  all  my  days. 
 
 4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
 
 The  flattering  world  employs 
 Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  "taste, 
 And  to  pollute  my  joys. 
 
 5  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul, 
 
 That  I  should  leave  thee  so; 
 Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll, 
 That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 
 
 6  Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus, 
 
 In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
 
 O  let  me  sit  beneath  thy  cross, 
 
 And  never  lose  the  sight. 
 
 368  L.  M.     altered. 
 
 Longings  of  Heart. 
 
 'HEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
 
 2W 
 
 That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee 
 
 (296) 
 
Part  J.  AND  PRAYER.  369 
 
 The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
 The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ! 
 
 2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
 If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near : 
 
 0  dark  !  dark  !  dark  !  I  still  must  say, 
 Amidst  the  blaze  of  Gospel  day. 
 
 3  Lord,  I  am.  sick,  my  sickness  cure 
 
 1  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor, 
 Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  stoop  ; 
 O  lift  the  abject  sinner  up  ! 
 
 4  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 
 And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind  ; 
 Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given, 
 
 Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 
 
 5  When  from  the  bonds  of  flesh  set  free, 
 Shall  not  my  spirit  fly  to  thee  ? 
 
 '     Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all, 
 O  let  me  on  thy  bosom  fall. 
 
 369  C.  M. 
 
 Heart -Breathings. 
 
 1  /"\  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
 \_7  A  heart  from  sin  set  free ! 
 
 A  heart  that  always  feels  the  blood, 
 So  freely  spilt  for  me. 
 
 2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 
 
 My  great  Redeemer's  throne  : 
 Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
 Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 
 
 3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 
 
 Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
 Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
 From  him  that  dwells  within. 
 
 (297) 
 
370,  371  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 
 
 And  full  of  love  divine; 
 Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
 A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 
 
 5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 
 
 Come  quickly  from  above ; 
 Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
 Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 
 
 370  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Mary'1  s   Choice. 
 
 1  T>ESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
 XJ  In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  ; 
 Saviour  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light, 
 To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 
 
 2  O  may  this  roving  treacherous  heart. 
 With  Mary,  choose  the  better  part ; 
 And  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
 For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 
 
 3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  : 
 Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
 No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
 But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 
 
 4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
 Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die; 
 Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
 To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  Thee. 
 
 371  CM.      Watts' Hymns. 
 The  Strait  Gate. 
 
 'S 
 
 TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
 That  leads  to  jovs  on  high; 
 
 (298) 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAYER.  372 
 
 'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
 While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 
 
 2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 
 
 The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
 Passion  suppress'd,  and  patience  tried, 
 And  vain  desires  subdued. 
 
 3  Flesh  is  a  dangerous  foe  to  grace, 
 
 Where  it  prevails  and  rules ; 
 Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd, 
 Lest  they  destroy  our  souls. 
 
 4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 
 
 (That  vile  idolatry,) 
 And  every  member,  every  sense, 
 In  sweet  subjection  lie. 
 
 5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 
 
 Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
 
 We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
 
 And  pray,  but  never  faint. 
 
 6  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 
 
 Fulfil  a  task  so  hard? 
 Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
 And  give  the  free  reward. 
 
 372  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 God  our  Refuge. 
 
 'D 
 
 EAR  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat, 
 My  soul  for  shelter  flies ; 
 Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat, 
 When  storms  -of  trouble  rise. 
 
 2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 
 If  thou,  my  God,  art  near; 
 Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
 And  banish  every  fear. 
 
 (299) 
 
'H 
 
 373  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 3  My  great  Protector,  and  my  Lord, 
 
 Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
 And  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word, 
 Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 
 
 4  Oh  !  never  let  my  soul  remove 
 
 From  this  divine  retreat ; 
 Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
 And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 
 
 373  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Love  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 
 
 OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
 How  false,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
 Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
 And  every  sweet  a  snare. 
 
 2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
 
 Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
 We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
 Where  we  possess  delight. 
 
 3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends. 
 
 The  partners  of  our  blood. 
 How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
 And  leave  but  half  for  God. 
 
 4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
 
 How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 
 Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
 Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
 
 5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
 
 My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
 And  grace  commands  my  heart  away 
 From  all  created  good. 
 
 (300) 
 
Part  I.  and  prayer.  374, 375 
 
 374  L.  M.  Cowper. 
 Exhortation  to  Prayer. 
 
 1  TTTHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
 
 VV    In  coming-  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
 Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
 But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 
 
 2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw; 
 Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
 Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
 
 Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 
 
 3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight  : 
 Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright: 
 And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
 
 The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 
 
 4  Have  you  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  again, 
 Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
 And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
 With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 
 
 5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
 To  heaven  in  supplication  sent ; 
 
 Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 
 "  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me  1" 
 
 375  CM.    Watts' Hymns. 
 The  Examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints. 
 
 1  r~\  IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
 VJT  Within  the  vail,  and  see 
 
 The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
 How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 
 
 2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
 
 And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 
 
 (301) 
 
376  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 ■   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  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 
 
 (His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ;) 
 And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
 Possess'd  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. 
 
 376  C.  M.  Newton. 
 
 "  Will  ye  also  go  away  t" 
 
 1  "f  TTHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
 
 VV     As  numbers  often  do, 
 Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
 "  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?" 
 
 2  Ah,  Lord,  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 
 
 Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
 My  faith  will  fail,  I  shall  decline, 
 And  prove  like  them  at  last. 
 
 3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know, 
 
 To  save  a  wretch  like  me ; 
 
 To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  so, 
 
 If  I  should  turn  from  thee? 
 
 4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'd, 
 
 thou  art  the  Christ  of  God ; 
 Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd 
 By  promise  and  by  blood. 
 
 (302) 
 
Part  I.  and  prayer.  377, 378 
 
 5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd, 
 
 Could  never  reach  my  case ; 
 
 Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
 
 But  in  my  boundless  grace. 
 
 6  What  anguish  has  that  question  stirr  d— 
 
 If  I  will  also  go  ? 
 Yet,  Lord,  relying  gn  thy  word, 
 I  humbly  answer,  No ! 
 
 377  L.  M.  Fawcett. 
 The  Pilgrim's  Crosses. 
 
 1  'T'HROUGH  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
 _L    Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 
 Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
 
 And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way. 
 
 2  My  soul,  with  various  tempests  toss'd, 
 Her  hopes  o'erturned,  her  projects  cross'd, 
 Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend, 
 
 And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 
 
 3  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
 Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God? 
 Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
 While  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 
 
 4  'Tis  even  so,  thy  faithful  love 
 Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  : 
 'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
 That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 
 
 378  L.  M.      Watts' Hymns. 
 Secret  Devotion. 
 
 •M 
 
 Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
 A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
 
 (303) 
 
379  conflict  Part 
 
 Amidst  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  earth  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. 
 
 379  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 A  ■wandering  heart  and  a  pardoning  God. 
 
 OW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
 Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
 How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
 Forgetful  of  his  word ! 
 
 2  Yet  sov'reign  mercy  calls,  '  Return  :' 
 
 Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
 
 My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
 
 O  take  the  wanderer  home ! 
 
 3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
 
 And  bid  my  crimes  remove? 
 And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
 To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 
 
 4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
 
 How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
 That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
 So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 
 
 (304) 
 
 'H 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAYER.  380, 381 
 
 5  Thy  pard'mng  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 
 Dear  Saviour,  I  adore; 
 O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
 And  let  me  rove  no  more ! 
 
 380  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 
 
 1  A  LAS  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise ! 
 x\-  What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
 To  heaven,  O  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
 
 And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
 
 2  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
 
 My  feeble  efforts  aid; 
 Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
 Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
 
 3  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 
 
 When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
 
 And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
 
 Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 
 
 4  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 
 
 Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
 My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
 My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
 
 5  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
 
 And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
 
 And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
 
 From  happiness  and  thee. 
 
 381  7s.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 Flying  to  Christ  in  Temptation. 
 
 1   TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
 «J    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
 
 U  (305) 
 
382  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 While  the  raging  billows  roll, 
 While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
 
 Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 
 Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past, 
 
 Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
 
 0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 
 
 2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 
 
 Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
 Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
 
 Still  support  and  comfort  me  ! 
 All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 
 
 All  ray  help  from  thee  I  bring, 
 Cover  my  defenceless  head 
 
 With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
 
 3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 
 
 All  in  all  in  thee  I  find; 
 Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
 
 Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
 Just  and  holy  is  thy  name ; 
 
 1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
 False  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
 
 Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
 
 4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
 
 Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin : 
 Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
 
 Make  and  keep  me  pure  within: 
 Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 
 
 Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
 Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
 
 Rise  to  all  eternity! 
 
 382  P.  M.        Altered. 
 
 Hope  amid  Sorrows. 
 
 'W 
 
 HILE  sorrows  encompass  me  round, 
 And  numerous  distresses  I  see, 
 
 (306) 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAYER.  383 
 
 Astonisb'd,  I  cry,  can  a  mortal  be  found, 
 Overwhelm'd  with  affliction  like  me  ? 
 
 2  O,  when  will  my  sorrows  subside  ? 
 
 O,  when  will  my  sufferings  cease  ; 
 My  soul  to  the  bosom  of  Christ  be  convgy'd, 
 In  the  mansions  of  glory  and  peace  ? 
 
 3  May  I  be  prepar'd  for  that  day, 
 
 When  Jesus  shall  bid  me  remove  ! 
 And,  fill'd  with  his  Spirit,  fly  sweetly  away, 
 To  th'  arms  of  my  heavenly  love. 
 
 4  No  sorrows  be  vented  that  day, 
 
 When  Jesus  has  called  me  home ; 
 But,  cheerfully  singing,  let  each  brother  say, 
 "  He  's  gone  from  the  evil  to  come." 
 
 5  Immers'd  in  the  ocean  of  love, 
 
 Sweet  raptures  my  soul  shall  employ, 
 Till  Christ  shall  descend  with  a  shout  from 
 above, 
 To  take  us  to  fulness  of  joy. 
 
 6  Our  slumbering  dust  shall  obey, 
 
 And  swiftly  as  thought  shall  arise ; 
 And  chang'd  in  a  moment,  go  shouting  away, 
 To  the  mansions  of  love  in  the  skies. 
 
 383  8  &  7.       Altered. 
 
 The  Good  Shepherd  invited. 
 
 1  T  ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 
 JLi  Come,  and  bid  our  jarrings  cease ; 
 Come,  O  come,  and  reign  for  ever, 
 God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
 
 (307) 
 
383  conflict  Part  I. 
 
 Visit  now  thy  favour'd  Zion  — 
 See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep; 
 
 Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 
 41  Come,  good  shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep." 
 
 2  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  Apollos, 
 
 Some  for  Cephas  —  none  agree  : 
 Jesus!  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 
 
 Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee ; 
 Then  we  'II  rush  through  what  encumbers, 
 
 Every  hindrance  overleap; 
 Undismay'd  by  force  or  numbers;  — 
 
 Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 
 
 3  Saviour,  God,  with  courage  arm  us, 
 
 Help  us  still  to  persevere; 
 Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 
 
 While  our  loving  Shepherd  's  near : 
 Glory,  glory  be  to  Jesus! 
 
 At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
 He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us  ; 
 
 The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 
 
 4  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 
 
 We  've  been  sinners  from  our  youth  : 
 Guide,  O  guide  us  by  thy  Spirit, 
 
 Into  all  the  ways  of  truth : 
 On  thy  Gospel-word  we  'II  venture, 
 
 Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep; 
 Bound  in  love,  with  Christ  our  centre  — 
 
 Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 
 
 5  Christ  alone  has  power  to  save  us, 
 
 Tauaht  by  him  we  'II  own  his  name  ; 
 Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 
 
 How  it  doth  our  hearts  inflame  ! 
 Give  him  glory,  glory,  glory  ! 
 
 Give  him  glory  —  he  will  keep, 
 He  will  clear  your  way  before  you  ;  — 
 
 The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 
 (308) 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAYER.  384 
 
 384  7s. 
 
 Humble  and  Earnest  Pleadings. 
 
 1  QAVIOUR,  when,  in  dust,  to  thee, 
 O  Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee  : 
 When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
 Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes ; 
 
 .O!  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
 Suffer'd  once  for  man  below  — 
 Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
 Hear  our  humble,  earnest  cry. 
 
 2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
 By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears ; 
 By  thy  fasting  and  distress, 
 
 In  the  lonely  wilderness  ; 
 By  thy  victory  in  the  hour 
 Of  the  subtle  tempter's  pow'r  ; 
 Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye, 
 Hear  our  humble,  earnest  cry. 
 
 3  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
 By  thine  agony  of  pray'r ; 
 
 By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn, 
 
 By  the  wounds  —  thy  crown  of  thorn  ; 
 
 By  thy  cross  —  thy  pangs  and  cries, 
 
 By  thy  perfect  sacrifice  — 
 
 Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 
 
 Hear  our  humble,  earnest  cry. 
 
 4  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan, 
 By  the  seal'd  sepulchral  stone ; 
 By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
 By  thy  pow'r  from  death  to  save ; 
 Dying,  ris'n,  ascended  Lord, 
 
 To  thy  throne  in  heav'n  restor'd, 
 Bending  from  that  throne  on  high, 
 Hear  our  humble,  earnest  cry. 
 
 (309) 
 
385, 386  conflict  Part  L 
 
 385  6  lines,  8s.  Grant. 
 Confidence  in  the  Mediator.    Heb.  iv.  15. 
 
 1  T TTHEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
 
 VV  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  Tf  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
 From  heav'nly  virtue's  narrow  way  ; 
 To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 
 
 Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, 
 Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 
 Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 
 
 3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
 Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend  ; 
 And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile. 
 Divides  me  —  for  a  little  while  — 
 Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
 For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 
 
 4  And,  O,  when  I  have  safely  past 
 Thro'  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. 
 
 386  L.  M.     6  lines.  8s.     Wesley. 
 
 Wrestling  Jacob. 
 
 1  piOME,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown, 
 \J  Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see  ! 
 My  company  before  is  gone, 
 And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee. 
 
 (310) 
 
Part  I.  AND   PRAYER.  387 
 
 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  and  sin  declare  ; 
 Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name, 
 
 Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there : 
 But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  ? 
 Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 
 
 3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free, 
 
 I  never  will  unloose  my  hold  ; 
 Art  thou  the  man  that  died  for  me  ? 
 
 The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
 Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
 Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 
 
 4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 
 
 Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 
 Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell, 
 
 To  know  it  now  resolv'd  I  am : 
 Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
 Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 
 
 5  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 
 
 And  murmur  to  contend  so  long, 
 I  rise  superior  to  my  pain  : 
 
 When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong ! 
 And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
 I  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 
 
 387  7s. 
 
 Prayer  to  the  Son  of  David. 
 
 1  TTTHEN  the  heart  is  sad  within, 
 VV    Burden'd  with  the  weight  of  sin  ; 
 When  the  spirit  sinks  with  fear, 
 "  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 
 
 (311) 
 
388  CONFLICT   AND    PRAYER.       Part  I. 
 
 Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known, 
 Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own; 
 Thou  wert  pleased  their  load  to  bear: 
 "  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 
 
 2  When  our  heads  are  bow'd  with  woe, 
 When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow. 
 When  we  mourn  a  brother  dear, 
 
 "  Jesus,  Sou  of  David,"  hear  ! 
 Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn  ; 
 Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
 Thou  hast  shed  the  friendly  tear  : 
 "Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear! 
 
 3  When  our  dying  hour  shall  come, 
 And  the  Lord  shall  call  us  home 
 When  our  final  doom  is  near, 
 
 "  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 
 
 Thou  hast  pass'd  through  death's  dark  shade ; 
 
 Thou  hast  full  atonement  made; 
 
 Thou  to  God's  right  hand  art  near : 
 
 "  Jesus,  Son  of  David,"  hear  ! 
 
 388  12s.  Heber. 
 
 Mariner's  Song. 
 
 "  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish." 
 
 1  TTTHEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest 
 
 »  »      is  streaming. 
 When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is 
 
 gleaming. 
 Nor  hope  lends  a  ray,  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish. 
 We  fly  to  our   Maker:    "Save,   Lord,  or    we 
 
 perish." 
 
 2  O  Jesus,  once  rock'd  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
 Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair  from  thy  pillow  ; 
 Now  sealed  in  glory,  the  manner  cherish, 
 Who  cries  in  his  anguish,  "  Save,  Lord  !  or  we 
 
 perish." 
 
 (312) 
 
Part  I.         admonition,  &c.  389 
 
 3  And,  O  !  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
 When  sin  in  our  hearts  his  wild  warfare  is  waging, 
 Then   send   down  thy  grace,   thy  redeemed    to 
 
 cherish, 
 Kebuke  the  destroyer;    "Save,   Lord!    or  we 
 
 perish." 
 
 AD3VEONITIQN     AND     EN- 
 
 COUEAGEMENT. 
 
 389  L.  M. 
 
 ExaortUtion  to  the  Church. 
 
 1  A  WAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake  ! 
 J\  No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down  ; 
 
 The  garment  of  salvation  take, 
 Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 
 
 2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight, 
 And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes ; 
 
 Arise,  and  struggle  into  light. 
 Thy  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arise  ! 
 
 3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 
 Sion,  assert  thy  liberty; 
 
 Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
 And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 
 
 4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 
 Be  purg'd  from  every  sinful  stain, 
 
 Be  like  your  God,  his  word  embrace, 
 Nor  bear  his  hallow'd  name  in  vain. 
 
 5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear, 
 And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on ; 
 
 His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear, 
 And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 
 
 (313) 
 
390, 391  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 390  CM.  Mrs.  Steele. 
 Earth  and  Heaven. 
 
 1  TTOW  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toya 
 XI  Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
 Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
 
 And  strangers  to  the  skies  ? 
 
 2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 
 
 They  fade  upon  the  sight ; 
 And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
 Be  lost  in  endless  night. 
 
 3  Their  brightest  day,  alas,  how  vain  ! 
 
 With  conscious  sighs  we  own  ; 
 While  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  Dain, 
 O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 
 
 4  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 
 
 Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
 To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
 Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades! 
 
 5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
 
 Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
 In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
 Unconscious  of  decay. 
 
 6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 
 
 To  guide  our  upward  aim, 
 With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
 Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 
 
 391  7s.  Cennick. 
 Glorious  Prospect. 
 
 ILDRE\  of  the  heavenly  King, 
 
 JCH 
 
 As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing : 
 
 (314) 
 
Part  I.         AND   ENCOURAGEMENT.  392 
 
 Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
 Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
 
 2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
 In  the  way  the  fathers  trod: 
 They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
 Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 
 
 3  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad  ! 
 Christ  our  advocate  is  made ; 
 Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes — 
 Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 
 
 4  Shout  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 
 You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
 There  your  seat  is  now  prepar'd — 
 There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
 
 5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand, 
 On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
 Christ,  your  Father's  darling  Son, 
 Bids  you,  undismay'd,  go  on. 
 
 6  Lord !  submissive  make  us  go, 
 Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
 Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
 
 And  we  still  will  follow  thee ! 
 
 392  L.M.  Gibbons. 
 
 Rising  to  God. 
 
 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  ? 
 
 (315) 
 
393  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 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  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
 Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  ; 
 And  the  sweet  expectation  now, 
 Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 
 
 393  L.  M.     Double. 
 
 Admonition  to  Holiness. 
 
 1  O AY  now,  ye  lovely  social  band, 
 
 k3  Who  walk  the  way  to  Canaan's  land; 
 Ye  who  have  fled  from  Sodom's  plain, 
 Say,  would  you  now  return  again  ? 
 Have  you  just  ventured  to  the  field, 
 Well  arm'd  with  helmet,  sword,  and  shield, 
 And  shall  the  world,  with  dread  alarms, 
 Compel  you  now  to  ground  your  arms? 
 
 2  Beware  of  pleasure's  siren  song  ; 
 Alas  i  it  cannot  soothe  you  long  ; 
 It  cannot  quiet  Jordan's  wave, 
 Nor  cheer  the  dark  and  silent  grave. 
 O  let  your  thoughts  delight  to  soar, 
 Where  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more: 
 Explore  by  faith  the  heavenly  fields, 
 And  pluck  the  fruit  that  Canaan  yields. 
 
 3  There  see  the  glorious  hosts  on  wing, 
 And  hear  the  heav'nly  seraphs  sing! 
 The  shining  ranks  in  order  stand, 
 Or  move  like  lightning  at  command. 
 Jphovah  there  reigns  not  alone. 
 The  Saviour  shares  his  father's  throne; 
 While  angels  circle  round  his  seat, 
 And  worship  prostrate  at  his  feet. 
 
 (316) 
 
Part  I.         AND   ENCOURAGEMENT.  394 
 
 4  Behold  !  I  see  among  the  rest, 
 
 A  host  in  richer  garments  dress'd  ; 
 
 A  host  that  near  his  presence  stands, 
 
 And  palms  of  victory  grace  their  hands. 
 
 Say,  who  are  these  I  now  behold, 
 
 With  blood-wash'd  robes  and  crowns  of  gold? 
 
 This  glorious  host  is  not  unknown 
 
 To  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne. 
 
 5  These  are  the  followers  of  the  Lamb ; 
 From  tribulation  great  they  came; 
 And  on  the  hill  of  sweet  repose, 
 They  bid  adieu  to  all  their  woes. 
 Soon  on  the  wings  of  love  you  '11  fly, 
 To  join  them  in  that  world"  on  high  — 
 O  make  it  now  your  chiefest  care, 
 The  image  of  your  Lord  to  bear. 
 
 394  P.  M.  Newton. 
 
 Trust  and  Confidence. 
 
 1  T>EGONE,  unbelief! 
 -D  My  Saviour  is  near; 
 And  for  my  relief 
 
 Will  surely  appear : 
 By  prayer  let  me  wrestle, 
 
 And  he  will  perform ; 
 With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 
 
 I  smile  at  the  storm. 
 
 2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 
 
 Since  he  is  my  guide, 
 'Tis  mine  to  obey, 
 
 'Tis  his  to  provide: 
 Though  cisterns  be  broken, 
 
 And  creatures  all  fail, 
 The  word  he  hath  spoken 
 
 Shall  surely  prevail. 
 
 (317) 
 
394  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 3  His  love  in  time  past 
 
 Forbids  me  to  think 
 He  '11  leave  me  at  last, 
 
 In   trouble  to  sink  ; 
 Earn  sweet  Ebenezcr, 
 
 1  have  in  review, 
 Confirms  his  good  pleasure 
 
 To  help  me  quite  through. 
 
 4  Determin'd  to  save, 
 
 He  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
 When  Satan's  blind  slave, 
 
 1  sported  with  death; 
 And  can  he  have  taught  me 
 
 To  trust  in  his  name, 
 And  thus  far  have  brought  me 
 
 To  put  me  to  shame ! 
 
 5  Why  should  I  complain 
 
 Of  want  or  distress, 
 Temptation  or  pain  ? 
 
 He  told  me  no  less: 
 The  heirs  of  salvation, 
 
 I  know  from  his  word, 
 Through  much  tribulation 
 
 Must  follow  their  Lord. 
 
 6  How  bitter  that  cup, 
 
 No  heart  can  conceive, 
 Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
 
 That  .sinners  might  live! 
 His  way  was  much  rougher 
 
 And  darker  than  mine; 
 Did  Jesus  thus  suffer, 
 
 And  shall  I  repine! 
 
 7  Since  all  that  I  meet 
 
 Shall  work  for  my  good, 
 The  bitter  is  sweet, 
 The  med'cine  is  food  : 
 
 (318) 
 
Part  I.         AND   ENCOURAGEMENT.  395 
 
 Though  painful  at  present, 
 
 'T  will  cease  before  long  ; 
 And  then,  O,  how  pleasant 
 
 The  conqueror's  song. 
 
 395  8  &  7. 
 
 Young  Soldiers  encouraged. 
 
 1  TAARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 
 .L/Through  which  pilgrims  make  their  way; 
 But  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrows 
 
 Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day. 
 Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 
 
 Make  them  tremble  as  they  go  ; 
 And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 
 
 Often  bring  their  courage  low. 
 
 2  O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 
 
 Of  the  troubles  of  the  way  ? 
 Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 
 
 And  your  vigour  to  decay  ? 
 Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  with  you, 
 
 He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne ; 
 He  who  dyed  his  garments  for  you, 
 
 And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 
 
 3  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 
 
 He  who  bkls  the  planets  roll ; 
 He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 
 
 And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole. 
 Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 
 
 Ready  to  obey  command  : 
 They  are  always  hovering  round  you, 
 
 Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 
 
 4  There,  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 
 
 In  the  fields  of  endless  rest, 
 Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  shall  ever 
 Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
 
 (319) 
 
396  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 Who  can  paint  those  scenes  of  glory. 
 Where  the  rausom'd  dwell  on  high  ? 
 
 Where  the  golden  harps  for  ever 
 Sound  redemption  through  the  sky  ? 
 
 5  Millions  there  of  flaming  seraphs 
 
 Fly  across  the  heavenly  plain  ; 
 There  they  sing  immortal  praises  — 
 
 Glory  !  glory  !  is  their  strain  ; 
 But  methinks  a  sweeter  concert 
 
 Makes  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 
 And  a  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 
 
 Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 
 
 6  O  their  crowns,  how  bright  they  sparkle  ! 
 
 Such  as  monarchs  never  wear  ; 
 They  are  gone  to  heavenly  pastures  — 
 
 Jesus  is  their  Shepherd  there. 
 Hail,  ye  happy,  happy  spirits  ! 
 
 Welcome  to  the  blissful  plain  ! 
 Glory,  honour,  and  salvation  ! 
 
 Reign,  sweet  Shepherd,  ever  reign. 
 
 396  7s.  Cowper. 
 
 "  Loves t  thou  3Ie  ?V 
 
 JH 
 
 ARK,  my  soul !  it.  is  the  Lord, 
 'Tis  the  Saviour,  hear  his  word, 
 Jesus  speak?  anil  speaks  to  thee, 
 '  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 
 
 2  '  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 
 
 '  And  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound ; 
 '  Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
 1  Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 
 
 3  '  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
 
 Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare? 
 
 (320) 
 
Parti.         AND    ENCOURAGEMENT.  397 
 
 '  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 ; 
 1  Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
 
 *  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?' 
 
 6  Lord  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
 That  my  love's  so  weak  and  faint ; 
 Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore, 
 Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  1 
 
 397  P.M.  Wesley. 
 
 '  Renewed  Vigour. 
 
 1  piOME,  let  us  anew, 
 
 KJ  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  labour  of  love. 
 
 3  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
 Our  time  as  a  stream 
 Glides  swiftly  away ; 
 
 And  the  fugitive  moment 
 Refuses  to  stay. 
 
 V  (321) 
 
398  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 4  The  arrow  is  flown, 
 The  moment  is  gone ; 
 The  millennial  year 
 
 Rushes  on  to  our  view. 
 And  eternity's  here. 
 
 5  O  that  each  in  the  day 
 Of  his  coming  may  say, 
 
 "  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
 
 "  I  have  nnish'd  the  work 
 "  Thou  didst  give  me  to  do." 
 
 6  O  that  each  from  his  Lord 
 May  receive  the  glad  word, 
 "  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
 
 "  Enter  into  my  joy, 
 "  And  sit  down  on  my  throne  1" 
 
 398  7  &  6. 
 
 The  Faithful  Soldier. 
 
 1  f\  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
 U  And  reign  with  him  above? 
 And  from  the  flowing  fountain 
 
 Drink  everlasting  love? 
 When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 
 
 From  this  vain  world  of  sin  ? 
 And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
 
 Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 
 
 2  But  now  T  am  a  soldier, 
 
 My  Captain 's  gone  before; 
 He  's  given  me  my  orders, 
 
 And  bids  me  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
 His  promises  are  faithful  — 
 
 A  righteous  crown  he  11  give, 
 And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
 
 Eternally  shall  live. 
 
 (322) 
 
Part  I.        AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  398 
 
 3  Through  grace  I  am  deterrnin'd 
 
 To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
 And  then  away  to  Jesus, 
 
 On  wings  of  love  I  '11  fly  : 
 Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow! 
 
 I  bid  them  both  adieu ! 
 And,  O,  my  friends,  prove  faithful 
 
 And  on  your  way  pursue. 
 
 4  Whene'er  you  meet  with  troubles 
 
 And  trials  on  your  way, 
 Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 
 
 And  don't  forget  to  pray : 
 Gird  on  the  gospel  armour 
 
 Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 
 And  when  the  combat 's  ended, 
 
 He  '11  carry  you  above. 
 
 5  O  do  not  be  discouraged, 
 
 For  Jesus  is  your  friend  ; 
 And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 
 
 He  '11  not  refuse  to  lend  ; 
 Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 
 
 Though  often  you  request ; 
 He  '11  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
 
 And  take  you  home  to  rest. 
 
 6  And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 
 
 Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
 And  bid  th'  entombed'  millions 
 
 From  their  cold  beds  arise, 
 Our  ransom'd  dust,  revived, 
 
 Bright  beauties  shall  put  on, 
 And  soar  to  the  bless'd  mansions 
 
 Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 
 
 7  Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture, 
 
 The  Saviour's  face  behold; 
 Our  feet  no  more  diverted, 
 Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold ; 
 
 (323) 
 
399  admonition  Part  I. 
 
 Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport, 
 
 The  hosts  celestial  sing; 
 Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glories 
 
 Of  our  immortal  King. 
 
 399  L.  M.  Fawcett. 
 
 11  As  thy  days,  so  shall  thy  strength  be." 
 
 1  A  FFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
 A  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
 His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
 
 That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
 
 "  How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ?" 
 
 He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree. 
 
 That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong  ; 
 And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
 Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee  ; 
 For,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
 Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
 In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 
 
 That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
 Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 
 
 Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty  — 
 
 Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 
 6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
 Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue : 
 He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free  ; 
 
 And,  as  thy  davs,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
 (324) 
 
Part  I.        AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  400 
 
 400  L.  M. 
 
 Awful  and  Glorious. 
 
 1  /""lOME  you  that  know  the  Lord  indeed, 
 \y  Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed. 
 Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
 
 And  walk,  the  narrow,  happy  road. 
 
 2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 
 
 But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street; 
 Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite, 
 .  Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 
 
 3  The  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
 When  the  archangel's  trump  you'll  hear, 
 Sound  thro'  the  earth,  yea,  down  to  hell, 
 To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 
 
 4  Behold  the  earth  in  burning  flames  ! 
 The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims; 
 
 The  world  shall  hear  and  know  her  doom, 
 The  separation  day  is  come. 
 
 5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
 And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  ; 
 
 While  Christ  the  Judge,  with  joy  proclaims 
 *'  Here  come  my  saints — I  own  their  names. 
 
 6  "  Ye  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide, 
 
 "  Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride ; 
 "  Ye  harps  of  heaven,  sound  aloud, 
 "  Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood." 
 
 7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line; 
 
 In  glittering  robes  the  sun  outshine 
 See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
 And  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 
 (325) 
 
401  admonition'  Part  I. 
 
 8  They  stand  with  wonder,  and  look  on ; 
 They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 
 The  ereat  Redeemer  to  admire, 
 While  raptures  set  their  souls  on  fire. 
 
 401  9  &  8. 
 
 Encouragement  through  Christ. 
 
 1  ~\7"E  souls  who  are  bound  unto  Canaan, 
 
 Jl    Come  join  in  and  help  me  to  sing 
 An  anthem  of  praise  unto  Jesus, 
 
 My  Prophet,  my  Priest,  and  my  King: 
 His  name  is  so  sweetly  melodious, 
 
 'Twill  help  you  more  swiftly  to  move, 
 While  Jesus  himself  is  the  leader, 
 
 Who  draws  with  the  chords  of  his  love. 
 
 2  When  Jesus  beheld  me  in  nature, 
 
 Pursuing  the  road  unto  pain. 
 He  brought  me  my  sins  to  discover, 
 
 And  cleansed  my  soul  from  its  stain. 
 How  sweet  were  the  accents  of  pardon  ! 
 
 How  quickly  my  cuilt  did  remove  ! 
 When  I  could  behold  the  sweet  wonder, 
 
 That  God  such  a  sinner  could  love. 
 
 3  And  now  I  am  pressing  for  Canaan, 
 
 Though  Jordan  is  rolling  before  ; 
 It  causes  me  almost  to  tremble, 
 
 To  hear  how  the  billows  do  roar  ! 
 But  Jesus  who  calms  the  proud  ocean, 
 
 Can  cause  all  its  rasing  to  cease  ; 
 If  faith,  hope,  and  love  be  in  motion, 
 
 I'll  walk  through  the  valley  in  peace. 
 
 4  His  rod  and  his  staff  shall  console  me, 
 
 His  shepherd-like  voice  I  shall  hear; 
 Then  why  should  its  raging  affright  me, 
 Since  Jesus  will  be  with  me  there? 
 (326) 
 
Part  I.        AND  ENCOURAGEMENT.  402 
 
 On  seraphic  wings  I  'II  be  soaring, 
 To  join  the  blest  spirits  above  ; 
 
 There  ever  to  praise  and  adore  him, 
 Who  brought  me  to  mansions  of  love. 
 
 5  O  Christians  !  I  feel  myself  happy 
 
 In  anticipating  the  joy : 
 We  shortly  on  love  shall  be  feasting, 
 
 In  pleasures  that  never  can  cloy. 
 Poor  sinners,  it  grieves  me  to  leave  you, 
 
 I  once  more  entreat  you  to  go  ; 
 O  !  hasten  and  fly  unto  Jesus  — 
 
 The  gospel 's  inviting  you  now. 
 
 6  Dear  mourners,  I  view  your  condition 
 
 With  pleasure  that 's  mingled  with  pain 
 You  're  sick  —  but  the  gracious  Physician 
 
 Has  not  bid  you  trust  him  in  vain  ; 
 O  do  not  despair  of  his  mercy, 
 
 Though  dead,  he  your  life  can  retrieve; 
 The  means  of  your  cure  are  quite  easy, 
 
 'Tis  only  to  look,  and  you  '11  live! 
 
 7  Take  courage,  ye  conquering  soldiers ; 
 
 The  warfare  will  shortly  be  o'er ; 
 And  then  you  shall  march  to  the  city, 
 
 With  Jesus  to  reign  evermore. 
 Eternity  then  will  be  ringing 
 
 Salvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ! 
 O  Christians  !  I  long  to  be  singing 
 
 With  angels,  the  praise  of  his  name. 
 
 402  P.  M. 
 
 The  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 1      T^ AIR  shines  the  morning  star! 
 X?    The  silver  trumpets  sound, 
 Their  notes  re-echoing  far, 
 While  dawns  the  day  around ! 
 
 (327) 
 
403  admonition  Part  1. 
 
 Joy  to  the  soul !  —  the  soul  is  free ! 
 It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 2  Prisoners  of  hope  !  in  gloom 
 And  silence  left  to  die, 
 With  Christ's  unfolding  tomb 
 Your  portals  open  fly; 
 
 Rise  with  the  Lord  !  —  He  sets  you  free : 
 It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought 
 The  land  your  fathers  won, 
 Behold  how  God  hath  wrought 
 Redemption  through  his  Son ! 
 
 Your  heritage  again  is  free, 
 It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 4  Ye,  who  yourselves  have  sold 
 For  debts  to  justice  due, 
 Ransom'd,  but  not  with  gold, 
 He  gave  Himself  for  you  : 
 
 The  blond  of  Christ  hath  made  you  free! 
 It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 5  Captives  of  sin  and  shame, 
 O'er  earth  and  ocean,  hear 
 An  angel's  voice  proclaim 
 The  Lord's  accepted  year: 
 
 Let  Jacob  rise,  be  Israel  free, 
 It  is  the  Year  of  Jubilee. 
 
 403  P.  M.    Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 The  Midnight  Cry. 
 
 1      \7"E  virgin  souls,  arise, 
 
 JL    With  all  the  dead  awake, 
 Unto  salvation  wise, 
 Oil  in  your  vessels  take: 
 Up-starting  at  the  midnight  cry, 
 Behold  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh  ! 
 (328) 
 
Part  I.         AND   ENCOURAGEMENT.  403 
 
 2  He  comes,  he  comes  to  call 
 The  nations  to  his  bar, 
 And  take  to  glory  all 
 Who  meet  for  glory  are  ; 
 
 Make  ready  for  your  full  reward, 
 Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 
 
 3  Go  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
 Your  everlasting  Friend ; 
 Your  head  to  glorify; 
 With  all  his  saints  ascend  ; 
 
 Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
 To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 
 
 4  Ye  that  have  here  receiv'd 
 The  unction  from  above, 
 And  in  his  Spirit  lived 
 Obedient  to  his  love  ; 
 
 Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride ; 
 Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctified. 
 
 5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 
 
 Of  that  great  day  unknown, 
 When  you  shall  be  caught,  up 
 To  stand  before  his  throne, 
 Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
 And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 
 
 The  trumpet's  welcome  sound  ; 
 To  see  our  Lord  appear, 
 May  we  be  watching  found  ; 
 Enrob'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
 In  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine. 
 
 (329) 
 
404, 405  praying  Part  I. 
 
 PRAYING   AND    PRAISING. 
 
 404  C.  M. 
 
 For  conformity  to  Christ. 
 
 1  TESUS !  exalted  far  on  high, 
 *J    To  whom  a  name  is  given  ; 
 A  name  surpassing  ev'ry  name 
 
 That 's  known  in  earth  or  heaven  ! 
 
 2  Before  thy  throne  shall  ev'ry  knee 
 
 Bow  down  with  one  accord  : 
 Before  thy  throne  shall  ev'ry  tongue 
 Confess  that  thou  art  Lord. 
 
 3  Jesus  !  thou,  in  the  form  of  God, 
 
 Didst  equal  honour  claim  ; 
 Yet  to  redeem  our  guilty  souls, 
 Didst  stoop  to  death  and  shame  ! 
 
 4  Oh  !  may  that  mind  in  us  he  form'd, 
 
 Which  shone  so  bright  in  thee ; 
 An  humble,  meek,  and  lowly  mind, 
 From  pride  and  envy  free! 
 
 5  To  others  we  would  stoop,  and  learu 
 
 To  imitate  thy  love; 
 So  shall  we  bear  thine  image  here, 
 And  share  thy  throne  above. 
 
 405  L.  M. 
 
 Near  to  Christ. 
 
 'M 
 
 Y  Hope,  my  All.  my  Saviour,  thou  ; 
 To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow ; 
 feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 
 find  thee  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 
 
 (330) 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAISING.  406 
 
 2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way, 
 Protect  me  througn  my  life's  short  day  ; 
 In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 
 And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 
 
 3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
 As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be : 
 And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
 Then  clasp  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 
 
 4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
 Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 
 Tear  ev'ry  idol  from  thy  throne, 
 And  reign  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 
 
 5  My  suff'ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er, 
 Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more ; 
 My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 
 To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 
 
 406  8  &  7.  Robinson. 
 
 3'Iercies  gratefully  acknowledged. 
 
 1  pOME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
 KJ  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  —  O  fix  me  on  it ! 
 
 Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
 
 Hither  by  thy  help  I  'm  come  : 
 And  1  trust,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
 
 Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
 Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
 
 Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
 He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
 
 Interpos'd  his  precious  blood  ! 
 
 1331) 
 
407  praying  Part  I. 
 
 3  O !  to  grace,  how  great  a  debtor, 
 
 Daily  I  'm  constraint  to  be  ! 
 Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
 
 Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee: 
 Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ! 
 
 Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
 Here  's  my  heart  —  O,  take  and  seal  it ! 
 
 Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 
 
 407  S.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 God's  ^abounding  Mercy. 
 "Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise 
 
 1  TVTY  s< 
 1V1  WJ 
 
 rhose  mercies  are  so  great; 
 Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
 So  ready  to  abate. 
 
 High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
 Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
 So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
 Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 
 
 His  power  subdues  our  sins; 
 And  his  forgiving  love, 
 Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 
 Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
 
 The  pity  of  the  Lord 
 To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
 Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
 He  knows  our  feeble  frame 
 
 He  knows  we  are  but  dust 
 
 Scatter'd  with  ev'ry  breath, 
 
 His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
 
 Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 
 
 But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
 To  endless  years  endure: 
 
 (332) 
 
Part  I.  and  praising.        408, 409 
 
 And  children's  children  ever  find 
 Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 
 
 408  P.  M.  Oliver. 
 God,  the  Pilgrim  s  Guide  and  Strength.. 
 
 1  /""lUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
 vJT  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  : 
 Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current, 
 Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 
 
 Songs  of  praises 
 I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 
 
 409  C.  M.  Newton. 
 Amazing  Grace. 
 
 1  A  MAZING  grace!  (how  sweet  the  sound  I) 
 A  That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
 
 I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 
 Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
 
 2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
 
 And  grace  mv  fears  reliev'd : 
 
 (333) 
 
410  praying  Part  I. 
 
 How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
 The  hour  I  first  believ'd  ! 
 
 3  Through  many  daugers,  toils,  and  snares, 
 
 I  have  already  come  ; 
 'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
 And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 
 
 4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 
 
 His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
 He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
 As  long  as  life  endures. 
 
 5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
 
 And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
 I  shall  possess,  within  the  vail, 
 A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 
 
 6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 
 
 The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
 But  God,  who  call'd  me  here  below, 
 Will  be  for  ever  mine. 
 
 410  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God,  the  Portion  of  the  Soul. 
 
 1  7VTY  God  !  the  spring  of  all  mv  joys, 
 1V1  The  life  of  my  delights, 
 
 The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
 And  comfort  of  my  nights  !  — 
 
 2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 
 
 My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
 Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
 And  thou  my  rising  sun. 
 
 3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
 
 With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
 While  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine. 
 And  whispers,  I  am  his  ! 
 
 (334} 
 
Part  I.  AND   PRAISING.  411 
 
 4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 
 
 At  that  transporting  word, 
 And  run  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
 To  meet  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. 
 
 411  8&7. 
 
 Praying  for  Divine  guidance. 
 
 1  /~1  ENTLY,  Lord,  O  gently'lead  us, 
 vT  Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
 Through  the  changes  Thou  'st  decreed  us, 
 Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
 
 O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing, 
 O  refresh  us  with  Thy  grace  ; 
 May  Thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 
 Fit  us  for  Thy  dwelling  place. 
 
 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. 
 
 O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 
 
 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. 
 
 O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &e. 
 
 4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 
 Bid  us  in  Thine  arms  to  rest, 
 Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 
 We  awake  among  the  blest. 
 
 O  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 
 (335) 
 
412,413  prating  Parti. 
 
 5  Then,  O  crown  us  with  thy  blessing, 
 Through  the  triumphs  of  Thy  grace, 
 Then  shall  praises,  never  ceasing, 
 Echo  through  Thy  dwelling  place. 
 
 O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  &c. 
 
 412  lis. 
 
 The  Brook  Kedron.     An  Ode. 
 
 1  7T1HOU  sweet  gliding  Kedron,   by  thy  silver 
 
 JL      stream, 
 Our  Saviour,  at  midnight,  when   moon-light's 
 
 pale  beam 
 Shone  bright  on  the  water,  would  frequently  stray, 
 And  lose  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Come,  saints,  and  adore  him,  come,  bow  at  hia 
 
 •  feet; 
 O  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ; 
 Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
 And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 
 
 2  How  damp  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his  head! 
 Flow  hard  was  his  piliow,  how  humble  his  bed! 
 The  angels,  astonish  d,  grew  sad  at  the  sight. 
 And  folio  w'd  their  Master  with  solemn  delight! 
 
 Come,  saints,  &c. 
 
 3  O  garden  of  Olivet !  dear  honour'd  spot. 
 
 The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
 The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above  ; 
 The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love  ! 
 Come,  saints,  &c. 
 
 413  L.  M.  StowelL 
 
 The  3Iercy-Seat. 
 
 'F 
 
 ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
 From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
 (336) 
 
Part  I.  AND  PRAISING.  414 
 
 There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 
 'Tis  found  beneath  the  Mercy -Seat. 
 
 There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
 The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads ; 
 A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet- 
 It  is  the  blood  bought  Mercy-Seat. 
 
 3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
 Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
 Though  sunder'd  far — by  faith  they  meet 
 Around  one  common  Mercy-Seat. 
 
 4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
 When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay'd — 
 Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
 Had  suffering  saints  no  Mercy-Seat. 
 
 5  There,  there,  on  eagle-wings  we  soar, 
 And  sin  and  sense  seem  all  no  more. 
 
 And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
 And  glory  crowns  the  Mercy-Seat. 
 
 6  O  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
 
 My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
 This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
 If  I  forget  the  Mercy-Seat. 
 
 414  P.  M. 
 
 Song  of  Miriam. 
 
 1  OOUND  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea ! 
 •O  Jehovah  hath  triumph'd  !  his  people  are  free! 
 Sing— for  the  pride  of  the  tyrant  is  broken  ! 
 His  chariots,  his  horsemen,  all  splendid  and 
 brave — 
 How  vain  were  their  boasting !  the  Lord  hath 
 but  spoken, 
 And  chariots  and  horsemen  are  sunk  in  the 
 wave! 
 Sound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea  ! 
 Jehovah  hath  triumph'd  !  his  people  are  free ! 
 W  (337) 
 
415  times  op  revival.       Part  I. 
 
 2  Praise  lo  the  Conqueror  !  praise  to  the  Lord  ! 
 His  word  was  our  arrow  —  his  breath  was  our 
 
 sword  ! 
 Who  shall  return,  to  tell  Egypt  the  story 
 
 Of  those  she  sent  forth  in  the  hour  of  her  pride? 
 The  Lord  hath  look'd  out  from  his  pillar  of  glory, 
 And  all  her  brave  thousands  are  dash'd  in  the 
 tide : 
 Pound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark  sea  ! 
 Jehovah  hath  tiiumph'd  !  his  people  are  free'. 
 
 TIMES     OF     REVIVAL. 
 
 Note.— Hymns  suitable  for  these  seasons  may  be  found  under 
 other  heads. 
 
 415  C.  M. 
 
 Great  Joy  in  that  City.     Acts  viii.  8. 
 
 1  TTOW  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive, 
 JLl  Of  those  who  fear  the  Lord  ; 
 When  sinners,  dead,  are  made  alive 
 
 By  his  reviving  word  ! 
 
 2  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice, 
 
 When  souls  receive  the  word; 
 When  ransom'd  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
 Return,  and  love  the  Lord. 
 
 3  The  Church  of  God  their  praises  join, 
 
 And  of  salvation  sing; 
 
 They  glorify  the  grace  divine, 
 
 Of  their  victorious  King. 
 
 4  In  heav'n  above,  th'  angelic  throng 
 
 Around  the  throne  rejoice; 
 But  sinners  sav'd  should  swell  the  song, 
 With  loudest,  sweetest  voice. 
 
 (338) 
 
Part  I.        TIMES  OF  REVIVAL.       416,  417 
 
 416  L.  M.  Beddome. 
 The  love  and  power  of  Christ. 
 
 1  T>  EJOICE,  for  Christ  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
 JlV  He  spreads  his  triumphs  all  abroad  ; 
 And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 
 Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  God, 
 
 2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar, 
 Daily  at  Zion's  gate  arrive; 
 Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
 By  sov'reign  grace  are  made  alive.' 
 
 3  Oh,  may  his  conquest  still  increase, 
 And  ev'ry  foe  his  power  subdue  ; 
 While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
 And  saints  his  growing  glories  show. 
 
 4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
 From  all  below,  from  all  above  ; 
 In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name  ; — 
 In  songs  as  lofty  as  his  love. 
 
 417  P.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Zion's  Prosperity. 
 
 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; 
 
 (339) 
 
 O 
 
418  times  of  revival.        Part  I 
 
 The  nations  round. 
 Thy  form  shall  view, 
 With  lustre  new 
 Divinely  crown'd. 
 
 3  In  honour  to  his  name, 
 Reflect  that  sacred  light ; 
 And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 
 Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright  ; 
 
 Pursue  his  praise, 
 Till  sovereign  love, 
 In  worlds  above, 
 The  glory  raise. 
 
 4  There  on  his  holy  hill 
 
 A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 
 And  with  his  radiance  fill 
 Those  fairer,  purer  skies ; 
 
 While  round  his  throne 
 
 Ten  thousand  stars, 
 
 In  nobler  spheres, 
 
 His  influence  own. 
 
 418  S.  M.       Montgomery 
 
 Rejoicing  in  Christ's  Beign. 
 
 1  TVTOW  living  waters  flow, 
 ll    To  cheer  the  humble  soul; 
 From  sea  to  sea  the  rivers  go. 
 
 And  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 2  Now  righteousness  shall  spring, 
 
 And  grow  on  earth  again  : 
 
 Jesus,  Jehovah,  he  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. 
 
 (340) 
 
Part  I.  TIMES  OF  REVIVAL.       419, 420 
 
 419  P.  M.  Kelly. 
 Encouraging  Prospect. 
 
 1  T7ES  !  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking  ; 
 
 X    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  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
 
 While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
 God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
 Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad: 
 
 Every  language 
 Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 
 
 3  Oh!  'tis  pleasant  —  'tis  reviving 
 
 To  our  hearts  to  hear,  each  day, 
 Joyful  news  from  far  arriving, 
 How  the  gospel  wins  its  way ; 
 
 Those  enlightening, 
 Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 
 
 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. 
 
 420  P.  M. 
 
 Proclamation  of  the  Gospel. 
 "ARK  —  hark  —  the  notes  of  joy, 
 Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains ! 
 And  seraphs  find  employ, 
 For  their  sublimest  strains, 
 
 (341) 
 
 IT 
 
421  communion  Part  I. 
 
 Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known, 
 Loud  ring  the  harps  around  the  throne. 
 
 2  Hark  —hark  —  the  sounds  draw  nigh, 
 
 The  joyful  hosts  descend; 
 Jesus  forsakes  tli^  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  loud  his  grace  proclaim. 
 Angels  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
 Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing  f 
 
 COMMUNION    WITH    GOD. 
 
 421  L.  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Living  and  Vying  with  God  present. 
 
 1  T  CANNOT  bear  thine  absence,  Lord; 
 A  My  life  expires  if  thou  depart: 
 
 Be  thou,  my  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
 And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 
 
 2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  and  sin, 
 Nor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile; 
 
 (342) 
 
Part  I,  with  god.  422 
 
 Yet  I  will  stay  my  Father's  time, 
 And  hope  and  wait  for  heaven  awhile. 
 
 3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace 
 Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath  ; 
 And,  with  a  smile  upon  my  face, 
 Pass  the  important  hour  of  death. 
 
 422  C.  M. 
 
 Communion  with  God. 
 
 iT 
 
 ALK  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
 While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
 Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
 The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 
 
 2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
 All  time,  and  toil,  and  care  : 
 Labour  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
 If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 
 
 •3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 
 And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
 My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
 And  echo  to  thy  voice. 
 
 4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 
 
 'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek  ; 
 To  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
 And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 
 
 5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 
 
 Till  I  thy  glory  see  — 
 Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
 And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 
 
 (343) 
 
423, 424  communion  Part  I. 
 
 423  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Parting  with  Carnal  Joys. 
 
 1  T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away  : 
 JL  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
 False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
 And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 
 
 2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 
 Down  to  the  gulf  of  deep  despair  ; 
 And,  while  I  listen'd  to  your  song, 
 Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 
 
 3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
 That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
 
 That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
 And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 
 
 4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 
 
 I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes; 
 O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
 To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 
 
 5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
 Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
 There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
 And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 
 
 424  C.  M.      Miss  Williams. 
 Devotion. 
 
 1  TTTHILSTthee  T  seek,  protecting  Power, 
 
 VV     Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd; 
 And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
 With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 
 
 2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow'd, 
 
 To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
 
 (344) 
 
Part  I.  with  god.  425 
 
 Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 
 That  mercy  I  adore. 
 
 3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
 
 Thy  ruling  hand  I  see! 
 Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
 Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 
 
 4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 
 
 In  every  pain  I  bear, 
 My  heart  shall  rind  delight  in  praise, 
 Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
 
 5  When  gladness  wings  the  favour'd  hour, 
 
 Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
 Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
 My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
 
 6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
 
 The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
 My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
 That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 
 
 425  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Paradise  on  'Earth.. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  Christ  with  all  his  graces  crown'd, 
 
 W     Sheds  his  kind  beams  abroad, 
 'Tis  a  young  heaven  on  earthly  ground. 
 And  glory  in  the  bud. 
 
 2  A  blooming  paradise  of  joy 
 
 In  this  wild  desert  springs; 
 And  every  sense  I  straight  employ 
 On  sweet  celestial  things. 
 
 3  White  lilies  all  around  appear, 
 
 And  each  his  glory  shows! 
 The  Rose  of  Sharon  blossoms  here, 
 The  fairest  flower  that  blows. 
 
 (345) 
 
426  communion  Part  I. 
 
 4  Cheerful  I  feast  on  heavenly  fruit, 
 
 And  drink  the  pleasures  down  ; 
 Pleasures  that  flow  hard  by  the  foot 
 Of  the  eternal  throne  ! 
 
 5  But  ah  !  how  soon  my  joys  decay  ; 
 
 How  soon  my  sins  arise, 
 And  snatch  the  heavenly  scene  away 
 From  these  lamenting  eyes! 
 
 6  When  shall  the  time,  dear  Jesus,  when 
 
 The  shining  day  appear, 
 That  I  shall  leave  these  clouds  of  sin, 
 And  guilt,  and  darkness  here  ? 
 
 7  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  skies, 
 
 My  hasty  feet  would  go  ; 
 There  everlasting  flowers  arise, 
 And  joys  uuwithering  grow. 
 
 426  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Communion  with  the  Father  and  Christ. 
 
 ]0 
 
 UR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
 And  Christ  invites  us  near. 
 With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
 And  our  communion  clear. 
 
 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! 
 
 (346) 
 
Part  I.  with  god.  427 
 
 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  this  communion  be  complete, 
 In  nobler  scenes  above. 
 
 427  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Dedication  to  God. 
 
 *E 
 
 MPTIED  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be, 
 Of  sin,  of  self,  of  all  but  thee  ; 
 Reserv'd  for  Christ,  who  bled  and  died, 
 Surrender'd  to  the  Crucified. 
 
 2  Sequester'd  from  the  noise  and  strife, 
 The  lust,  and  pomp,  and  pride  of  life, 
 Prepar'd  for  heaven,  my  noblest  care, 
 And  have  my  conversation  there. 
 
 3  Nothing,  save  Jesus,  would  I  know, 
 My  friend  and  my  companion,  thou, 
 Lord,  take  my  heart— assert  thy  right, 
 And  put  all  rival  loves  to  flight. 
 
 4  Each  idol  tread  beneath  thy  feet, 
 And  to  thyself  the  conquest  get ; 
 Let  sin  no  more  oppose  my  Lord, 
 Slain  by  the  Spirit's  two-edged  sword. 
 
 5  Detach  from  sublunary  joys, 
 
 One  that  would  only  hear  thy  voice: 
 And  fit  me  for  my  last  abode, 
 To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  God. 
 
 (347) 
 
428,  429  communion  Part  I. 
 
 428  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Enjoyment  of  Christ's  presence. 
 
 1  T?ARfrom  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone, 
 A.    Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 
 
 Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 
 I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 
 
 2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
 And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire : 
 Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
 And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 3  Haste,  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
 And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  : 
 Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
 And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 
 
 4  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
 How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are  1 
 Never  did  angels  taste,  above, 
 Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 
 
 5  Hail,  great  Tmmanuel,  all  divine, 
 In  thee  thy  father's  glories  shine  ; 
 Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one, 
 That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 
 
 429  .   L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 God's  Favour  transporting. 
 
 1  "\T7"HEN  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 
 
 VV    When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
 I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
 And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great. 
 
 2  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys, 
 Our  raptured  eyes  and  souls  employs, 
 
 (348) 
 
Parti.  with  god.  430 
 
 Here  we  could  sit,  and  gaze  away 
 A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 
 
 3  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 
 To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light ; 
 Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
 O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 
 
 4  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
 While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land; 
 And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 
 
 A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  thee. 
 
 430  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 God,  All  in  All. 
 
 1  Tl/TY  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 
 JLVI  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 
 
 I  cannot  live,  if  thou  remove, 
 For  thou  art  all  in  all. 
 
 2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
 
 This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 
 'Tis  Paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
 If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 
 
 3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
 
 How  amiable  they  are ! 
 'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thy  embrace, 
 And  nowhere  else  but  there. 
 
 4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
 
 The  angels  owe  their  bliss; 
 They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
 And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 
 
 5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
 
 Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
 If  God  his  residence  remove, 
 Or  but  conceal  bis  face. 
 
 (349) 
 
431  communion  Part  I. 
 
 6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
 Can  one  delight  afford, 
 No.  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
 Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 
 
 ?  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
 
 Where  all  ray  pleasures  roll, 
 The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
 And  centre  of  my  soul. 
 
 8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
 With  infinite  desire, 
 And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie ! 
 Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher. 
 
 431  L.  M. 
 
 Christ  supremely  desired. 
 
 'J 
 
 ESUS,  thy  face  I  long  to  see, 
 That  lovely  face,  once  marr'd  for  me  ; 
 In  which  with  lustre  all  divine, 
 A  thousand  peerless  beauties  shine. 
 
 2  The  transient  visits  of  thy  grace, 
 Make  earth  itself  a  pleasant  place! 
 And  heaven  would  be  no  heaven  to  me, 
 If  I  were  parted,  Lord,  from  thee. 
 
 3  To  thee  my  fainting  spirit  flies, 
 To  thee  my  warm  affections  rise  ; 
 For  thee  alone  I  sigh  and  mourn. 
 And  anxious  wait  thy  kind  return. 
 
 4  One  smile  of  thine  my  heart  can  cheer, 
 Prisons  delisht,  if  thou  art  there; 
 
 In  thine  embrace  I'll  yield  my  breath, 
 And  triumph  in  the  pangs  of  death. 
 
 (350) 
 
Part  I.  with  god.  432,  433 
 
 432  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Christ  sought  and  found. 
 
 1  /"^FTEN  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night, 
 KJ  Jesus,  my  love,  my  soul's  delight; 
 With  warm  desire  and  restless  thought, 
 I  seek  him  oft,  hut  find  him  not. 
 
 2  Then  I  arise  and  search  the  street, 
 Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour,  meet : 
 1  ask  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 
 
 "  Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delight  ?" 
 
 3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way, 
 Directed  by  a  heavenly  ray  ; 
 
 I  leap  for  joy  to  see  his  face, 
 And  hold  him  fast  in  my  embrace. 
 
 4  I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home 
 Nor  does  my  Lord  refuse  to  come, 
 To  Sion's  sacred  chambers,  where 
 My  soul  first  drew  the  vital  air. 
 
 5  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
 Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys ; 
 Nor  sin,  nor  hell  come  near  my  heart, 
 Nor  cause  my  Saviour  to  depart. 
 
 433  L.  Mi 
 
 For  Communion  with  Christ. 
 
 1  TX7HEN,  O  my  Saviour,  shall  this  heart, 
 
 VV    So  feel  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
 
 That  from  thy  cross  'twill  ne'er  depart, 
 
 But  live  around  that  hallow'd  place? 
 
 2  The  brightest  scenes  of  earth  are  dim, 
 
 If  Jesus  be  not  with  me  there  ; 
 
 (351) 
 
434  communion  Part  I. 
 
 All  worldly  joys,  compared  with  him, 
 Seem  vain  as  fleeting  shadows  are. 
 
 3  O  could  I  live  beneath  his  smile, 
 
 And  lean  upon  his  sacred  breast, 
 
 No  fond  allurement  should  beguile, 
 
 A  heart  so  privileged— so  blest. 
 
 4  Come,  then,  my  Saviour,  and  constrain 
 
 This  wayward  soul,  nor  let  it  rove  ; 
 Recall  me  to  thine  arms  again, 
 And  bind  me  there  with  cords  of  love. 
 
 434  8,  8,  &  6. 
 
 Divine  Love. 
 
 1  /~\  LOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art  1 
 \J  When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
 
 All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
 I  thirst,  1  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, 
 Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see  ; 
 They  cannot  reach  the  mystery. 
 
 The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 
 
 3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
 O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad, 
 
 In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
 For  love  I  sigh,  for' love  I  pine ; 
 This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ! 
 
 Be  mine  this  better  part  ! 
 
 4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  sit, 
 With  Mary,  at  the  Master's  feet  1 
 
 Be  this  mv  happy  choice  ; 
 
 (352) 
 
Part  I.  with  god.  435 
 
 My  only  care,  delight  and  bliss, 
 My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 
 To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 
 
 5  O  that  I  could,  with  favour'd  John, 
 Recline  my  weary  head  upon 
 
 The  dear  Redeemer's  breast: 
 From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
 Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
 
 My  everlasting  rest. 
 
 435  8&7.    Wesley;  altered. 
 
 Divine  Love  invoked. 
 
 1  T  OVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
 
 XJ  Joy  of  heav'n,  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  sacred  rest: 
 Take  away  the  power  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: 
 X  (353) 
 
436  communion  Part 
 
 Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
 Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above  ; 
 
 Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing. 
 Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 
 
 4  Finish  then,  thy  new  creation, 
 
 More  like  Jesus  let  us  be  ; 
 Let  us,  through  thy  great  salvation, 
 
 More  and  more  from  sin  be  free ; 
 Chane'd  from  glory  into  glory. 
 
 Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place, 
 Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
 
 Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
 
 436  C.  M. 
 
 Divine  Fellowship. 
 
 1  T^ROM  all  that 's  mortal,  all  that's  vain, 
 J7    And  from  this  earthly  clod, 
 
 Arise,  my  soul,  and  strive  to  gain 
 Sweet  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 2  Say,  what  is  thpre  beneath  the  skies, 
 
 Wherever  thou  hast  trod, 
 
 Can  suit  thy  wishes  or  thy  joys, 
 
 Like  fellowship  with  God? 
 
 3  Not  life,  nor  all  the  toys  of  art, 
 
 Nor  pleasure's  flowery  road, 
 Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart, 
 As  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 4  Not  health,  nor  friendship,  here  below, 
 
 Nor  wealth,  that  golden  load, 
 Can  such  delight  or  comfort  show, 
 As  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 5  When  I  am  made  in  love  to  bear 
 
 Affliction's  needful  load, 
 
 (354) 
 
Part  I.  with  god.  437 
 
 Light,  sweet,  and  kind,  the  strokes  appear, 
 Through  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 6  In  fierce  temptations's  fiery  blast, 
 
 When  dangerous  is  the  road, 
 I'm  happy  if  £  can  but  taste 
 Some  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 7  And  when  the  icy  hand  of  death 
 
 Shall  chill  my  flowing  blood, 
 O  may  I  yield  my  latest  breath, 
 In  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 8  When  I  at  last  to  heaven  ascend, 
 
 And  gain  my  blest  abode, 
 
 Then  an  eternity  I  '11  spend, 
 
 In  fellowship  with  God. 
 
 437  8s.  Wesley. 
 
 longing  for  Divine  Communion. 
 
 1  npHOU  Shepherd  of  Israel,  and  mine, 
 JL   Thou  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
 For  closer  communion  I  pine, 
 
 I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art : 
 The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 
 
 Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey 
 Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 
 
 And  screen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 
 
 2  Ah  !  show  me  that  happiest  place, 
 
 The  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
 Where  saints  in  an  ecstasy  gaze, 
 
 And  hang  on  a  crucified" God. 
 Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare, 
 
 Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree ; 
 My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 
 
 To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 
 
 (355) 
 
438  communion,  &c.  Part  1. 
 
 3  'Tie  there,  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
 
 There  onlv  I  covet  to  rest; 
 To  lie  at  the"  foot  of  the  rock, 
 
 Or  rise  to  he  hid  in  thy  breast : 
 'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 
 
 And  never  one  moment  depart ; 
 Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 
 
 Eternally  held  on  thy  heart. 
 
 438  8s.  Newton. 
 
 The  Presence  of  Christ  desired. 
 
 1  TJOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
 JjL  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
 Sweet   prospects,   sweet   birds,   and   swee! 
 
 flowers. 
 
 Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  with  me. 
 The  midsummer's  sun  shines  but  dim  ; 
 
 The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
 But  when  I  am  happy  in  him. 
 
 December  's  as  pleasant  as  May. 
 
 2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
 
 And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
 His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
 
 And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice: 
 I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 
 
 Have  nothing  to  wish  for  or  fear; 
 No  mortal  so  happy  as  I ; 
 
 My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 
 
 3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
 
 My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd; 
 No  changes  of  season  or  place, 
 
 Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
 While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
 
 A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
 And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
 
 If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 
 (356) 
 
Part  I.        pressing  on,  &c.  439 
 
 4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
 
 If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song ; 
 Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
 
 And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
 O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 
 
 Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
 Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 
 
 Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 
 
 PRESSING    ON    TOWARDS 
 PERFECTION. 
 
 439  C.  M. 
 
 The  Christian  Race. 
 
 1  TVEHOLD  what  witnesses  unseen 
 _D  Encompass  us  around! 
 
 Men  once  like  us  with  sufferings  tried, 
 But  now  with  glory  crown'd. 
 
 2  Let  us  with  zeal,  like  theirs,  inspir'd, 
 
 Pursue  the  Christian  race; 
 And,  freed  from  each  encumb'ring  weight, 
 Their  holy  footsteps  trace. 
 
 3  Behold  a  witness  nobler  still, 
 
 Who  trod  affliction's  path  — 
 Jesus,  at  once  the  finisher 
 And  author  of  the  faith. 
 
 4  He,  for  the  joy  before  him  set, 
 
 (So  gen'rous  was  his  love,) 
 Endur'd  the  cross,  despis'd  the  shame, 
 And  now  he  reigns  above. 
 
 (357) 
 
440, 441      pressing  on,  &c.         Part  I. 
 
 5  Then  let  our  hearts  no  more  despond, 
 Our  hands  be  weak  no  more; 
 Still  let  us  trust  our  Father's  love, 
 His  wisdom  still  adore. 
 
 440  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  A  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
 XX  And  press  with  vigour  on  : 
 
 A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
 And  an  immortal^rown. 
 
 2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
 
 That  calls  thee  from  on  high 
 'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
 To  thine  aspiring  eye. 
 
 3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
 
 Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
 Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
 And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
 
 4  Bless'd  Saviour!  introduced  by  thee, 
 
 Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
 And,  crown'd  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
 We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 
 
 441  C.  M. 
 
 Nearness  to  Christ. 
 
 1  /~\H,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
 \J  A  nearness  to  my  God  ! 
 
 Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 
 While  leaning  on  his  word. 
 
 2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 
 
 Anew  from  day  to  day ; 
 
 (358) 
 
Part  I.        pressing  ox,  &c.  442 
 
 In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
 Nor  ever  take  away. 
 
 3  Blest  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  frame   dissolves  in  death. 
 My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 
 
 442  CM.      •  Watts' ;  alfd. 
 
 The  Blessed  Society  in  Heaven. 
 
 1  T>  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
 XV  Through  every  heavenly  street, 
 And  say,"  There  Is  naught  below  the  sun 
 
 That 's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 
 
 2  There  on  a  high  majestic  throne 
 
 Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
 And  sends  his  glorious  goodness  down 
 On  all  the  blissful  plains. 
 
 3  Bright  like  the  sun  the  Saviour  sits, 
 
 And  spreads  eternal  noon, 
 No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights. 
 To  want  the  feeble  moon. 
 
 4  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 
 
 Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
 And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 
 The  Infinite  Three  One. 
 
 5  Then  let  us  mount  on  sacred  wings, 
 
 And  tread  the  courts  above  ; 
 Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  brightest  things, 
 Engage  or  tempt  our  love. 
 
 (359) 
 
443, 444      pressing  on,  &c.        Part  I. 
 
 443  C.  M.  Needham. 
 Scripture  Characters  and  Examples. 
 
 1  "D ISE,  O  my  soul  —  pursue  the  path 
 XV  By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
 Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men, 
 
 Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 
 
 2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 
 
 And  in  example  live  ; 
 Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
 Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
 
 3  'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious 
 
 blood 
 They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe ; 
 To  his  almighty  power  and  grace 
 Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
 
 4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 
 
 The  patterns  thou  ha?t  given, 
 
 And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 
 
 That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 
 
 444  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
 
 VV    To  mansions  in  the  skies  ; 
 I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear. 
 And  wipe  my  weeping  pyes. 
 
 2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
 
 And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
 
 Then  can  I  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
 
 And  face  a  frowning  world. 
 
 3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 
 
 And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
 
 (360) 
 
Part  I.         pressing  on,  &c.  445 
 
 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. 
 
 445  6  &  7.  Cennick. 
 
 Rising  towards  Heaven. 
 
 1  "O  ISE,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
 XV  Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
 
 Rise  from  transitory  things, 
 Towards  heav'n  thy  native  place  ! 
 
 Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay; 
 Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 
 
 Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
 To  seats  prepar'd  above  ! 
 
 2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
 
 Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
 Fire,  ascending  seeks  the  sun; 
 
 Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
 Thus  a  soul,  new-born  of  God, 
 
 Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
 Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
 
 To  rest  in  his  embrace. 
 
 3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 
 
 Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
 Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 
 
 Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
 Yet.  a  season,  and  you  know 
 
 Happy  entrance  will  be  given  — 
 All  your  sorrows  left  below, 
 
 And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 
 
 (361) 
 
446  pressing  on,  &c.        Part  I. 
 
 446  CM.    Double. 
 
 The  happy  Child  of  Grace. 
 
 1  TTOW  happy  's  every  child  of  grace, 
 XI  Who  feels  his  sins  forgiv'n  ! 
 This  world,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
 
 I  seek  a  place  in  heav'n  : 
 A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 
 
 Yet  O!  hy  faith  I  see 
 The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
 
 A  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 
 
 2  To  that  Jerusalem  above, 
 
 With  singing  I'll  repair; 
 While  in  the  world,  by  hope  and  love, 
 
 My  heart  and  soul  are  there  : 
 There  my  exalted  Saviour  stands, 
 
 My  merciful  Hi?h-Priest, 
 And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands, 
 
 To  take  me  to  his  breast. 
 
 3  O !  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours. 
 
 While  here  on  earth  we  stay  ! 
 We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  pow'rs, 
 
 And  antedate  that  day: 
 We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 
 
 Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
 And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
 
 Our  earthen  vessels  fill'd. 
 
 4  O !  would  he  more  of  heav'n  bestow, 
 
 And  let  this  vessel  break  ! 
 And  let  my  ransom'd  spirit  go, 
 
 To  grasp  the  God  I  seek: 
 In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 
 
 Who  bled  and  died  for  me  ; 
 And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace, 
 
 Through  all  eternity. 
 
Part  I.     HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.    447, 448 
 HEAVENLY   PROSPECTS- 
 
 44  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Glories  of  Heaven. 
 i  AR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
 
 1  T?ARi 
 r    Unt 
 
 [bounded  glories  rise ; 
 And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
 Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 
 
 2  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 
 
 And  grief  no  more  complains  : 
 Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
 And  endless  pleasure  reigns. 
 
 3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 
 
 For  ever  bright  and  fair; 
 For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
 Can  never  enter  there. 
 
 4  O  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 
 •   Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
 
 Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 
 Bear  ev'ry  thought  above ! 
 
 5  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 
 
 For  thy  bright  worlds  on  high; 
 Then  bid  our  souls  rise  up  and  join 
 The  chorus  of  the  sky. 
 
 448  C.  M.  Beddome. 
 
 Heaven's  Blessedness. 
 
 1  TVTILLIONS  of  spirits  round  the  throne, 
 1VX  In  humble  posture  stand; 
 On  ev'ry  head  a  starry  crown, 
 A  palm  in  ev'ry  hand. 
 
 (363) 
 
449          heavenly  prospects.      Part  I 
 
 2  From  different  quarters  of  the  globe 
 
 These  happy  spirits  came  ; 
 In  Jesus'  blood  they  wash'd  their  robes, 
 And  triumph'd  in  his  name. 
 
 3  One  glorious  body  now  they  make, 
 
 And  Christ  their  glorious  Head  ; 
 Their  souls  to  rapturous  joys  awake; 
 Their  sorrows  all  are  fled. 
 
 4  Without  a  jarring  note  they  join 
 
 In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise  ; 
 And  to  the  sacred  Three  in  One, 
 Loud  hallelujahs  raise. 
 
 449  L.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 The  Saint's  Portion. 
 
 1  TT7HAT  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 
 
 VV    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  O  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode! 
 1  shall  he  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  surprise, 
 And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 
 
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Part  I.       HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.     450,  451 
 
 450  S.  M. 
 
 Heaven  contrasted  with  Earth. 
 
 1  f\  WHAT  a  mighty  change 
 
 '  /  Shall  Christian  suff'rers  know, 
 When  o'er  the  heavenly  plains  they  range, 
 Incapable  of  woe  ! 
 
 2  There  all  our  griefs  are  spent ; 
 
 There  all  our  trials  end; 
 We  cannot  there  the  loss  lament 
 Of  one  departed  friend. 
 
 3  No  brother,  dead  to  God, 
 
 By  sin  is  there  undone: 
 No  father  there,  lamenting  loud, 
 Cries  "  O  my  son  !  my  son  !  " 
 
 4  No  slightest  touch  of  pain, 
 
 No  sorrow's  least  alloy, 
 Can  violate  our  rest,  or  stain 
 Our  purity  of  joy. 
 
 5  In  that  eternal  day, 
 
 No  clouds  nor  tempests  rise: 
 There  God  shall  wipe  all  tears  away 
 For  ever  from  our  eyes. 
 
 451  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Aspiring  Heavenward. 
 
 1  TTP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 
 U    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
 
 Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, 
 But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 
 
 2  Thy  wond'rous  blood,  dear  dying  Christ, 
 
 Can  make  this  load  of  guilt  remove ; 
 (365) 
 
452  heavenly  prospects.       Part  ] 
 
 And  thou  canst  bear  me  where  thou  fly'st, 
 On  thy  kind  wings,  celestial  Dove  ! 
 
 3  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 
 
 The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
 What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be, 
 How  despicable  to  my  eyes  1 
 
 4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
 
 Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon  ; 
 Vanish,  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 
 As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 
 
 5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave 
 
 I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
 Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 
 While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 
 
 6  Great  All  in  All!  Eternal  King! 
 
 Let  me  hut  view  thy  lovely  face, 
 And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  bow  and  sing 
 Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 
 
 452  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 View  of  Heaven. 
 
 1  rpHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
 .   J.    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  dress'd  in  living  green; 
 
 So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
 
 While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 
 
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 4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 
 
 To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
 And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
 And  fear  to  launch  away. 
 
 5  O !  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. 
 
 453  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 For  a  Happy  Death. 
 
 1  f~\  GOD  of  Love  !  with  cheering  ray 
 \J  Gild  my  expiring  streak  of  day ; 
 Thy  love,  through  each  revolving  year, 
 Has  wip'd  away  affliction's  tear. 
 
 2  Free  me  from  death's  terrific  gloom, 
 And  all  the  guilt  which  shrouds  the  tomb 
 Heighten  my  joy,  support  my  head, 
 Before  I  sink  among  the  dead. 
 
 3  May  death  conclude  my  toils  and  tears! 
 May  death  destroy  my  sins  and  fears  ! 
 May  death,  through  Jesus,  be  my  friend! 
 May  death  be  life~  when  life  shall  end  ! 
 
 4  Crown  my  last  moment  with  thy  pow'r  — 
 The  latest  in  my  latest  hour; 
 
 Then  to  the  raptur'd  heights  I  soar, 
 Where  fears  and  death  are  known  no  more. 
 (367) 
 
454  heavenly  prospects.       Part  I. 
 
 454  CM.    Double. 
 
 Death  and  Heavenly  Happiness. 
 
 1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
 A  And  let  it  faint  or  die! 
 My  soul  shall  quit  this  mournful  vale, 
 
 And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  ;  — 
 Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
 
 And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
 (That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 
 
 In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
 
 2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
 
 1  now  the  cross  sustain; 
 And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
 
 And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
 I  travel  my  appointed  years, 
 
 Till  my  deliverer  come, 
 And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
 
 And  take  his  exile  home. 
 
 3  0,  what  hath  Jesus  done  for  me  !  — 
 
 Before  my  raptur'd  eyes 
 Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
 
 And  trees  of  Paradise  ! 
 I  see  a  world  of  spirits  brisht, 
 
 Who  taste  the  pleasures  there; 
 They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 
 
 And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 
 
 4  O,  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 
 
 If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
 With  that  euraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 
 
 And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
 Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain. 
 
 Take  life  or  friends  away; 
 But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 
 
 In  that  eternal  day. 
 
 (368) 
 
Part  I.       HEAVENLY   PROSPECTS.  455 
 
 455  C.  M.  Stennett. 
 
 The  Heavenly  Canaan. 
 
 1  f\S  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
 "   '  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
 
 To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
 Where  ray  possessions  lie. 
 
 2  Oh  !  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 
 
 That  rises  to  my  sight! 
 Sweet  fields  array'd  in'living  green, 
 And  rivers  of  delight ! 
 
 3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 
 
 On  trees  immortal  grow  : 
 There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vales, 
 With  milk  and  honey  flow. 
 
 4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains, 
 
 Shines  one  eternal  day; 
 There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 
 And  scatters  night  away. 
 
 5  No  chilling  winds,  or  pois'nous  breath, 
 
 Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
 Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
 Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 
 
 6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
 
 And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
 When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
 And  in  his  bosom  rest  1 
 
 7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul 
 
 Can  here  no  longer  stay : 
 Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
 Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 
 
 Y  (369) 
 
456,  457   heavenly  prospects.      Part  I. 
 
 456  P.  M. 
 
 The  Heavenly  Rest. 
 
 1  rpHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
 -L  To  mourning  wanderers  given: 
 There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
 
 A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast — 
 'Tis  found  alone— in  heaven. 
 
 2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
 
 By  sins  and  sorrows  driven; 
 When  toss'd  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 ! 
 
 457  P.  M.  Sutton. 
 
 Separated,  but  United  ;  or,  the  Christian's 
 Hope. 
 lIL!  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 
 
 •ffJ 
 
 Hail  !  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 
 
 To  harmony  divine. 
 It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 
 
 Which  Jesus'  grace  has  giv'n, 
 The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
 
 We  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n. 
 
 (370) 
 
Parti.        HEAVENLY   PROSPECTS.  458 
 
 We  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n  at  last, 
 We  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n : 
 
 The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
 We  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n. 
 
 2  What !  though  the  northern  wintry  blast, 
 
 Shall  howl  around  your  cot : 
 What!  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun, 
 
 Be  cast  our  distant  lot ; 
 Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope, 
 
 Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given,  &c. 
 
 3  From  Burmah's  shores,  from  Africa's  strand, 
 
 From  India's  burning  plain, 
 From  Europe,  from  Columbia's  land, 
 
 We  hope  to  meet  again  : 
 It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 
 
 Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given,  &c. 
 
 4  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh, 
 
 Our  future  meeting  knows; 
 There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 
 
 And  love  immortal  glows. 
 O  sacred  hope  !  O  blissful  hope ! 
 
 Which  Jesus1  grace  has  given,  &c. 
 
 458  7s.         Sacred  Lyrics. 
 
 •  The  Songs  and  Bliss  of  Heaven. 
 
 3  TTIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
 XI  Dwell  the  raptur'd  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. 
 
 (371) 
 
459  heavenly  prospects.      Part  I. 
 
 2  Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 
 Mil  th'  nncelic  lyres  above, 
 Hark!  their  songs  melodious  rise, 
 Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 
 Happy  spirits!  ye  are  fled. 
 Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find  ; 
 Lnll'd  to  rest,  the  aching  head, 
 Sooth'd  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 
 
 3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 
 Calm  and  undisturb'd  repose; 
 There  no  cloud  can  intervene. 
 There  no  angry  tempest  Mows. 
 Every  tear  is  wip'd  away, 
 
 Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast ; 
 Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 
 Sorrow,  in  eternal  rest. 
 
 459  P.  Iff, 
 
 Heavenly  Hope. 
 
 1  HPHERE  is  a  thought  can  lift  the  soul 
 J.  Above  the  narrow  sphere  that  bounds 
 
 it— 
 A  star,  that  sheds  its  mild  control 
 Brightest,  when  grief's  dark  cloud  surrounds 
 it; 
 And  pours  a  soft,  pervading  ray, 
 Life's  ills  can  never  chase  away. 
 
 2  When  earthly  joys  have  left  the  breast, 
 And  e'en  the  last  fond  hope  it  cherish'd 
 
 Of  mortal  bliss— too  like  the  rest- 
 Beneath  woe's  withering  touch  has  perish'd. 
 With  fadeless  lustre  streams  that  light — 
 A  halo  on  the  brow  of  night. 
 
 3  And  bitter  were  our  sojourn  here, 
 In  this  dark  wilderness  of  sorrow. 
 
 Did  not  that  rainbow  beam  appear— 
 (372) 
 
Part  I.        HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.    460,  461 
 
 The  herald  of  a  brighter  morrow  — 
 A  friendly  beacon  from  on  high, 
 To  guide  us  to  Eternity. 
 
 460  Tune,  "  Sweet  Home." 
 
 The  Home  of  the  SouL 
 
 1  (~\  WHERE  can  the  soul  find  relief  from  ita 
 \J        foes  1 
 
 A  shelter  of  safety,  a  home  of  repose  1 
 
 Can  earth's  highest  summit,  ur  deepest  hid  vale, 
 
 Give  a  rr.fuge,  no  sorrow  nor  sin  can  assail  1 
 
 No,  no  !  —  there  's  no  home  — 
 There's  no  home  on  earth  —  the  soul  has  no 
 home. 
 
 2  Shall  it  leave  the  low  earth,  and  soar  to  the  sky, 
 And  seek  for  a  home  in  the  mansions  on  high  ? 
 In  the  bright  realms  of  biiss  will  a  dwelling  be 
 
 giv'n, 
 And  the  soul  find  a  home  in  the  glory  of  heav'n  ? 
 
 Yes,  y es  !  —  there 's  a  bo.ne  — 
 There 's  a  home  in  high  heaven  —  the  soul  has  a 
 
 home. 
 
 3  O  !  holy  and  sweet  its  rest  shall  be  there ! 
 Free  for  ever  from  sin,  and  from  sorrow  and  caro ; 
 And  the  loud  hallelujahs  of  angels  shall  rise, 
 To  welcome  the  soul  to  its  home  in  the  skies. 
 
 Home,  home  — home  of  the  soul. 
 The  bosom  of  God  is  the  home  of  tue  soul. 
 
 461  lis. 
 Longing  for  heaven. 
 
 1  "T  WOULD  not  live  always:"  I  ask  not  to 
 
 A       stay. 
 Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way  ; 
 Tne  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
 Are  followt-d  by  gloom,  or  beclouded  with  fear. 
 
 2  "  1  would  not  live  always"  —  no,  bless'd  is  the 
 
 tomb; 
 Since  Jesus  has  died,  I  will  welcome  its  gloom  ; 
 (373) 
 
462  heavenly  prospects.      Part  I. 
 
 There,  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
 To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 
 
 3  Who.  who  would  live  always,  away  from  his 
 
 God, 
 Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode; 
 Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 
 
 plains, 
 And  the  noon-tide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  :  — 
 
 4  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  ? 
 
 462  8  &  7. 
 
 Glory  seen  by  Faith. 
 
 1  fl  REAT  Redeemer,  Friend  of  sinners, 
 vX  Thou  hast  wond'rous  power  to  save  ; 
 Grant  me  grace,  and  still  protect  me, 
 
 Over  life's  tempestuous  wave. 
 May  my  sou!  with  sacred  transport, 
 
 View  the  dawn  while  yet  afar, 
 And,  until  the  sun  arises. 
 
 Guide  me  by  the  morning-star. 
 
 2  Oh  !  what  madness !  oh  !  what  folly  ! 
 
 That  my  heart  should  go  astray, 
 After  vain  and  foolish  trifles  — 
 
 Trifles  only  of  a  day  ! 
 This  vain  world,  with  all  its  pleasures, 
 
 Soon,  alas!  will  be  no  more; 
 There 's  no  object  worth  admiring, 
 
 But  the  God  whom  we  adore. 
 
 3  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 
 
 On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream, 
 Sweet  responses  still  repeating, 
 Jesus,  Jesus  is  their  theme: 
 
 (374) 
 
Part  I.       HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.  463 
 
 Hark  !  they  whisper  ;  —  lo  !  they  call  me 
 
 "  Sister  spirit  come  away  ;" 
 Lo  !  I  come  ;  —  earth  can't  detain  me  ; 
 
 Hail !  the  realms  of  endless  day. 
 
 4  Swiftly  roll,  ye  ling'ring  hours; 
 
 Seraphs,  lend  your  glittering  wings; 
 Love  absorbs  my  ransom'd  powers, 
 
 Heavenly  music  round  me  rings  ; 
 Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of  glory, 
 
 Far  above  yon  azure  sky. 
 Only  now  by  faith  I  see  you  : 
 
 Soon  I  hope  to  dwell  on  high. 
 
 463  C.  M. 
 
 The  Heavenly  Jerusalem. 
 
 1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
 «J    Oh  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
 When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
 
 Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
 
 2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 
 
 Most  glorious  to  behold! 
 Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
 Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 
 
 3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  scenes, 
 
 My  study  long  have  been  ; 
 Such  radiant  light,  by  human  sight, 
 Has  never  yet  been  seen. 
 
 4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
 
 Why  should  I  stay  from  thence  : 
 What  folly  'tis  that  I  should  dread 
 To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 
 
 5  Reach  down,  reach  down,  thine  arm  of  grace, 
 
 And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
 
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464  heavenly  prospects.      Part  I 
 
 Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
 And  sabbaths  never  end. 
 
 6  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory  's  gone  ; 
 
 Him  will  I  go  and  see  ; 
 And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
 Will  soon  come  after  me. 
 
 7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu ! 
 
 I  leave  you  in  God's  care; 
 And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 
 Go  on  —  I  '11  meet  you  there. 
 
 8  There  we  shall  meet  and  no  more  part, 
 
 And  heav'n  shall  ring  with  praise; 
 While  Jesus'  love,  in  every  h'.art, 
 Shall  tune  the  song  free  grace. 
 
 9  Millions  of  years  around  may  run  — 
 
 Our  songs  shall  still  go  on. 
 
 To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
 
 And  Spirit—  Three  in  One. 
 
 464  CM.     Double. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  JERUSALEM!  my  happy  home! 
 J    Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
 
 When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
 In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 
 
 When  shall  theseeyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 
 And  pearly  gates  behold, 
 
 Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
 And  streets  of  shining  gold? 
 
 2  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God 
 
 Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
 Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
 And  sabbaths  have  r.o  end  ? 
 
 (376) 
 
Parti.         HEAVENLY  PROSPECTS.  465 
 
 There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 
 
 Nor  sin  nofrsorrow  know  : 
 Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
 
 I  onward  press  to  you. 
 
 3  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  or  woe, 
 
 Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
 Jerusalem  I  soon  shall  view, 
 
 Tn  realms  of  endless  day  : 
 Apostles,  prophets,  martyrs  there, 
 
 Around  my  Saviour  stand. 
 And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
 
 Will  join  that  glorious  band. 
 
 4  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
 
 My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
 There  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
 
 When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 
 Then  on  a  golden  harp  I'll  play, 
 
 And  love  shall  tune  each  chord  ; 
 I'll  spend  a  long  eternity, 
 
 In  praises  to  my  Lord. 
 
 465         C.  M.  Double.   Watts'  Lyrics. 
 The  Everlasting  Song. 
 
 1  "C*  ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long ; 
 X-J  'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
 Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
 
 And  to  my  native  skies : 
 There  the  bless'd  Man,  my  Saviour,  sits, 
 
 The  God,  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
 And  scatters  infinite  delights 
 .  On  all  the  happy  minds. 
 
 2  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 
 
 Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
 And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
 With  an  immortal  sound : 
 
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465  heavenly  prospects.       Part  ] 
 
 Jesus  the  Lord  their  harps  employs  ; 
 
 Jesus,  my  love,  they  sins  ! 
 Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
 
 Sounds  sweet  from  ev'ry  string. 
 
 3  Hark  !  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 
 
 Of  time  and  space  they  run  ; 
 And  echo,  in  majestic  sounds, 
 
 The  godhead  of  the  Son  ! 
 And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tune, 
 
 And  gentler  notes  they  play. 
 And  bring  the  Father's  equal  down, 
 
 To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 
 
 4  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  man  ! 
 
 The  God  resides  within; 
 His  flesh  all  pure,  without  a  stain, 
 
 His  soul  without  a  sin. 
 But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 
 
 Silent  their  harps  abide  ; 
 Suspended  songs  a  moment  mourn 
 
 The  God  that  lov'd  aud  died. 
 
 5  Then  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 
 
 They  summon  ev'ry  chord  ; 
 Tell  how  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pains, 
 
 And  chant  their  rising  Lord  ! 
 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. 
 
 6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 
 
 And  so  my  soul  should  rise ; 
 O,  for  some  heavenly  notes,  to  bear 
 
 .My  passions  to  the  skies! 
 There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit, 
 
 There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
 Anions  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
 
 So  I  might  see  his  lace. 
 
 (378) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  466, 467 
 
 FUNERAL. 
 
 466  L.  M.      Watts'  Lyrics. 
 A  Funeral  Hymn. 
 
 1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
 
 U    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
 And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
 To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 
 
 2  Nor  pain,  nor  grref,  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 
 Pass'd  thro'  the  grave,  and  blest  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  ; 
 Restore  thy  trust  —  a  glorious  form  — 
 Call'd  to  ascend,  and  meet  the  Lord. 
 
 467  CM.         Watts  alt' d. 
 Death  and  Burial  of  Christians. 
 
 1  "TTTHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
 
 VV    Or  shake  at.  death's  alarms  1 
 'Tis  but  the  voice  that  'Jesus  sends 
 To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
 
 2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
 
 To  heaven's  desired  abode  ?  — 
 Why  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
 Which  keep  us  from  our  God  ? 
 
 (379) 
 
468  funeral.  Part 
 
 3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
 
 Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
 'Twas  there  the  Saviour's  body  lay. 
 And  left  a  long  perfume. 
 
 4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 
 
 And  soften'd  every  bed  : 
 Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
 But  with  their  dying  Head? 
 
 5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
 
 And  sbow'd  our  feet  the  way  : 
 Up  to  the  Lord  his  saints  shall  fly 
 At  the  great  rising  day. 
 
 6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
 
 And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
 Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  I 
 Ye  saints !  ascend  the  skies. 
 
 468  S.  M. 
 
 Longing  for  the  Lot  of  the  Blessed. 
 
 'O 
 
 H  for  the  death  of  those 
 Who  slumber  in  the  Lord! 
 Oh.  be  lik .»  theirs  my  last  repose, 
 Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 
 
 2  Their  bodies,  in  the  ground, 
 
 In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
 Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
 Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 
 
 3  Their  ransom'd  spirits  soar 
 
 On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
 
 To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
 
 And  reign  with  him  above. 
 
 (380) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  469 
 
 4  Oh,  for  the  death  of  those 
 Who  slumber  in  the  Lord! 
 Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
 Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 
 
 >M 
 
 >  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 A  Thought  of  Death  and  Glory. 
 
 Y  soul   eome  meditate  the  day, 
 And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
 When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
 And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 
 
 2  And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 
 
 The  hollow,  gaping  tomb: 
 This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
 Whene'er  the  summons  come. 
 
 3  O!  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 
 
 And  place  us  in  their  stead; 
 Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
 And  converse  with  the  dead. 
 
 4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above 
 
 In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
 And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
 To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 
 
 5  How  should  we  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 
 
 These  fetters,  and  this  load, 
 
 And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 
 
 That  we  may  rest  with  God. 
 
 6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
 
 Before  the  summons  come, 
 And  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away 
 To  their  eternal  home. 
 
 (381) 
 
470, 471  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 470  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Death  and  Judgment. 
 
 1  TJEAVEN  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree. 
 ll  Tliat  Adam's  race  must  die: 
 
 One  general  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
 And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 
 
 2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey, 
 
 Where  you  must  quickly  dwell ; 
 Hark  !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds 
 In  every  funeral  knell. 
 
 3  Once  you  must  die  ;  and  once  for  all 
 
 The  solemn  purport  weigh; 
 For  know,  that  heaven  or  hell  attend 
 On  that  important  day. 
 
 4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd. 
 
 Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see ; 
 And  every  word  and  every  thought 
 Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 
 
 5  Oh,  may  I,  in  the  Judge,  behold 
 
 My  Saviour  and  my  Friend  ! 
 And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 
 With  all  his  saints  ascend. 
 
 471  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns 
 
 A  Fu?ieral  Thought. 
 
 1  TTARK!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 
 LI  Mine  ears  attend  the  cry, 
 1  Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground 
 '  Where  vou  must  shortly  lie. 
 
 (382) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  472 
 
 2  !  Princes,  this  day  must  be  your  bed, 
 
 '  In  spite  of  alf  your  towers  ; 
 4  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
 1  Must  iie  as  low  as  ours.' 
 
 3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
 
 And  are  we  still  secure? 
 Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb. 
 And  yet  prepar'd  no  more  ? 
 
 4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace, 
 
 To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 
 Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
 We  '11  rise  above  the  sky. 
 
 472  CM. 
 
 Death  and  Heaven. 
 
 1  O  WJFT  as  my  fleeting  days  decline, 
 O  The  final  hour  draws  nigh, 
 When,  from  the  busy  scenes  of  time, 
 
 I  must  retire  and  die! 
 
 2  0!  may  this  solemn  thought  pervade 
 
 And  penetrate  my  soul ! 
 Govern  my  life  through  every  stage  ! 
 And  all  my  powers  control ! 
 
 J  Lord,  draw  thy  image  on  my  heart, 
 And  show7  my  sins  forgiven  ; 
 And  all  that  holiness  impart 
 Which  fits  the  soul  for  heaven. 
 
 [I  Then  welcome  the  kind  hour  of  death, 
 
 That  ends  this  painful  strife  ! 
 [  The  hand  that  stops  this  mortal  breath 
 
 Will  give  eternal  life. 
 
 (383) 
 
473, 474  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 473  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Reflections  on  past  Generations. 
 
 1  TTOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
 171  That  hears  us  to  the  sea! 
 
 The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
 To  vast  eternity  ! 
 
 2  Our  fathers!  where  are  they, 
 
 With  all  they  callM  their  own  ?  — 
 Their  joys  and  griefs  — and  hopes  and  carei 
 And  Wealth  and  honour— gone! 
 
 3  But  joy  or  gri«4f  succeeds 
 
 Beyond  our  mortal  thought, 
 While  still  the  remnant  of  their  dust 
 Lies  in  the  grave  forgot. 
 
 4  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 
 
 Must  all  the  children  dwell; 
 Nor  other  heritage  possess, 
 But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 
 
 5  God  of  our  fathers,  hear. 
 
 Thou  everlasting  Friend! 
 While  we  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
 Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 
 
 6  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
 
 May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
 Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
 We  dwell  before  thy  face. 
 
 474  C.  M.      Watts'  Lyrics 
 The  Welcome  Messenger. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  when  we  see  a  saint  of  thine 
 J-U  Lie  gasping  out  his  breath, 
 
 (384) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  475 
 
 With  longing  eyes  and  looks  divine, 
 Smiling  and  pleas'd  in  death ; 
 
 2  How  we  could  e'en  contend  to  lay 
 
 Our  limbs  upon  that  bed  ! 
 We  ask  thine  envoy  to  convey 
 Our  spirits  in  his  stead. 
 
 3  Our  souls  are  rising  on  the  wing, 
 
 To  venture  in  his  place  ! 
 For  when  grim  death  has  lost  his  sting. 
 He  has  an  angel's  face. 
 
 4  Jesus,  then  purge  my  crimes  away; 
 
 'T  is  guilt  creates  my  fears, 
 "Pis  guilt  gives  death  his  fierce  array, 
 And  all  the  arms  he  bares. 
 
 5  O  if  my.threat'ning  sins  were  gone, 
 
 And  death  had  lost  his  sting, 
 I  could  invite  the  angel  on, 
 And  chide  his  lazy  wing. 
 
 6  Joyful  I  'd  lay  this  body  down, 
 
 And  leave  the  lifeless  clay, 
 Without  a  sigh,  without  a  groan, 
 And  stretch  and  soar  away. 
 
 • 
 
 475  S.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 The  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Life. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
 J-J  Is  this  our  mortal  frame! 
 
 Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
 That  scarce  deserves  the  name  I 
 
 2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay 
 That  built  our  body  first ! 
 
 And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day 
 'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 
 Z  (385) 
 
476, 477  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 
 Our  feeble  pow'rs  decay; 
 
 Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 
 Are  sweeping  us  away. 
 
 4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 
 We  11  keep  their  end  in  sisht, 
 
 We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
 And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 
 
 5  They  '11  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
 This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
 
 Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  6hore 
 Of  blest  eternity. 
 
 476  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Blessed  are  the  Dead  that  die  in  the  Lord. 
 
 1  TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  pro- 
 XI        claims 
 
 For  all  the  pious  dead; 
 Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
 And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
 
 2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 
 
 How  kind  their  slum  bens  are  ! 
 From  Bufferings  and  from  sins  releas'd, 
 And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare. 
 
 3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
 
 They  *re  present  with  the  Lord; 
 The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
 End  in  a  large  reward. 
 
 477  L.  U. 
 
 Looking  to  Death. 
 
 1  SHRINKING  from  the  cold  hand  of  death 
 O  I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet ; 
 
 (386) 
 
Part  I.  tuneral.  478 
 
 Shall  soon  resign  this  fleeting  breath, 
 And  die  —  my  father's  God  to  meet. 
 
 2  Number'd  among  thy  people,  I 
 
 Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see  ; — 
 Because  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
 Jesus,  in  death  remember  me  ! 
 
 3  O  that  without  a  ling'ring  groan, 
 
 I  may  the  welcome  word  receive  ! 
 My  body  with  my  charge  lay  down, 
 And  cease  at  once  to  work  and  live ! 
 
 4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade, 
 
 And  certify'd  that  thou  art  mine, 
 My  spirit  calm,  and  undismay'd, 
 I  shall  into  thy  hands  resign. 
 
 5  No  anxious  doubt,  no  guilty  gloom, 
 
 Shall  damp  whom  Jesus'  presence  cheers; 
 My  light,  my  life,  my  God  is  come, 
 And  glory  in  his  face  appears ! 
 
 478  S.  M.        Montgomery. 
 
 Rest  for  the  Soul. 
 
 1  f~\H,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
 \J  Eest  for  the  weary  soul ! 
 
 'T  were  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
 Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
 
 2  The  world  can  never  give 
 The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
 
 'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  talive, 
 Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 
 
 3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
 There  is  a  life  above, 
 
 Unmeasurd  by  the  flight  of  years  — 
 And  all  that  life  is  love. 
 
 (367) 
 
479  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 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  driven  from  thy  face, 
 And  evermore  undone. 
 
 479  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  Song  of  Simeon.     Luke  ii. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
 -Li  As  happy  Simeon  came, 
 
 And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
 O  make  our  joys  the  same ! 
 
 2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight, 
 
 The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
 When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms, 
 He  clasp'd  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  "  This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  shine 
 
 '•Upon  the  Gentile  lands: 
 "  Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
 "  To  break  their  slavish  bands." 
 
 5  Jesus  !  the  vision  of  thy  face 
 
 Hath  overpow'ring  charms ; 
 Scarce  shall  1  feel  deaths  cold  embrace, 
 If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  480 
 
 6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 
 How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
 A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
 But  glory  in  my  soul. 
 
 480  7s.  Collyer. 
 
 "  To  die  is  gain." 
 
 1  "TT7HE1V  I  tread  the  mortal  vale, 
 
 \  V    Where  the  shades  of  death  prevail, 
 Saviour,  guide  my  trembling  feet, 
 Through  this  last,  this  still  retreat ; 
 Let  thy  glory  chase  its  gloom, 
 Light  the  feeble  traveller  home, 
 Never  leave  me  till  I  stand 
 Safe  in  yonder  heavenly  land. 
 
 2  When  I  bow  my  sinking  head, 
 Seeking  rest  among  the  dead ; 
 When  my  pulses,  throbbing  slow, 
 Tell  the  tide  of  life  runs  low : 
 Hear  me,  my  Almighty  friend  ! 
 Watch,  sustain  me  to  the  end  ; 
 Smiling  through  my  dying  tears, 
 I  will  then  dismiss  my  fears. 
 
 3  Thee,  Redeemer,  I  pursue, 
 
 All  life's  weary  journey  through, 
 
 Other  interests  I  resign, 
 
 Only  tell  me  thou  art  mine; 
 
 And  when  mortal  agonies 
 
 Break  my  heartstrings,  glaze  mine  eyes, 
 
 Let  me  but  this  prize  obtain, 
 
 I  shall  prove  —  "  to  die  is  gain." 
 
 (389) 
 
481,482  funeral.  Parti. 
 
 481  CM.  Collyer. 
 Prospect  of  Death. 
 
 1  "TTTHEN,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 
 
 V  V     My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
 Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
 Great  God  !  at  thy  command  : 
 
 2  When  weeping  friends  surround  my  bed, 
 
 To  close  my  sightless  eyes ; 
 And,  shatter'd  by  the  dire  disease, 
 This  broken  body  lies  : 
 
 3  When  ev'ry  lon^  iov'd  scene  of  life 
 
 Stands  ready  to  depart ; 
 When  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 
 Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart;  — 
 
 4  Then,  O  thou  Source  of  joy  supreme, 
 
 Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
 Disppl  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
 The  entrance  to  the  grave. 
 
 5  Lay  thy  supporting  gentle  hand 
 
 Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 
 And,  with  a  ray  of  love  divine, 
 Illume  my  dying  bed. 
 
 482  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Submission  under  Bereavement. 
 
 1  T)EACE  !  —  't  is  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
 _L     That  blasts  our  joys  in  death, 
 Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
 
 And  gathers  back  the  breath. 
 
 2  'T  is  He  —  the  glorious  King,  supreme 
 
 Of  all  the  worlds  above  — 
 
 (390) 
 
Part  I.  funeral,  483 
 
 Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
 Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 
 
 3  'Tis  He,  whose  justice  might  demand 
 
 Our  souls  a  sacrifice; 
 Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand, 
 A  thousand  rich  supplies. 
 
 4  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he 
 
 In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord, 
 Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart 
 With  one  reviving  word. 
 
 5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 
 
 We  kiss  the  scourging  hand ; 
 And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
 To  thy  supreme  command. 
 
 483  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Triumph  over  Death.     Job  xix.  25 — 27. 
 
 1  /-I  RE  AT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
 \JT  And  nature  must  decay: 
 
 I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
 To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 
 
 2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave* 
 
 And  trample  on  the  tombs  ; 
 
 My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
 
 My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 
 
 3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  shall  appear 
 
 Hiffh  on  a  royal  seat. 
 And  Death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
 Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 
 
 4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin 
 
 And  gnaw  my  wasting  ties., 
 
 (391) 
 
484  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
 He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 
 
 5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 
 With  strong  immortal  eyes, 
 And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
 With  pleasure  and  surprise. 
 
 484  L.  M. 
 
 The  righteous  blessed  in  Death. 
 
 1  TTOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  I 
 XX  When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
 How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
 
 How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast  I 
 
 2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 
 
 So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
 So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
 So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 
 
 3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 
 
 A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 
 Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
 Which  his  unfetter'd  soul  enjoys. 
 
 4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
 
 Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell! 
 How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears  I 
 Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  1 
 
 6  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
 Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
 While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
 "  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !** 
 (392) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  485, 486 
 
 485  •  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 Christ's  Presence  makes  Death  easy. 
 
 1  TT7HY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 
 
 VV  What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are? 
 Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
 And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 
 
 2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
 Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
 Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
 Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 
 
 3  O !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
 My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
 Fly,  fearless,  through  death's  iron  gate, 
 Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 
 
 4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
 Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
 While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
 And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
 
 486  C.  M.     Village  Hymns. 
 Funeral  of  a  Faithful  Minister. 
 
 1  T7AR  from  affliction,  toil,  and  care, 
 T.    The  happy  soul  is  fled; 
 
 The  breathless  clay  shall  slumber  here, 
 Among  the  silent  dead. 
 
 2  The  gospel  was  his  joy  and  song, 
 
 E'en  to  his  latest  breath; 
 The  truth  he  had  proclaim'd  so  long 
 Was  his  support  in  death. 
 
 3  Now  he  resides  where  Jesus  is, 
 
 Above  this  dusky  sphere ; 
 
 (393) 
 
487  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 His  soul  was  ripen'd  for  that  bliss, 
 While  yet  he  sojourn'd  here. 
 
 4  The  church's  loss  we  all  deplore, 
 
 And  shed  the  falling  tear; 
 Since  we  shall  see  his  face  no  more, 
 Till  Jesus  shall  appear. 
 
 5  But  we  are  hasting  to  the  tomb ; 
 
 Oh  may  we  ready  stand  ; 
 Then,  dearest  Lord,  receive  us  home, 
 To  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
 
 487  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  same  occasion. 
 
 1  y\EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
 U  And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
 
 Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
 Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 
 
 2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 
 
 The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
 Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
 And  wait  the  sure  reward. 
 
 3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 
 
 A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
 The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 
 Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
 
 4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 
 
 This  prize  for  me  alone; 
 But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
 Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
 
 5  Jesus  the  Lord  shall  guard  me  safe 
 
 From  every  ill  design  ; 
 And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  take 
 This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 
 
 (394) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  488, 489 
 
 488  C.  M.  Watts. 
 
 Death  of  a  pious  Parent. 
 
 1  Tl/rUST friends  and  kindred  droop  and  die  ? 
 lYl.  And  helpers  be  withdrawn  ? 
 
 While  sorrow  with  a  weeping  eye 
 Counts  up  our  comforts  gone  1 
 
 2  Be  thou  our  comfort,  mighty  God  I 
 
 Our  helper  and  our  friend  ; 
 Nor  leave  us  in  this  dangerous  road, 
 Till  all  our  trials  end. 
 
 3  O  may  our  feet  pursue  the  way 
 
 Our  pious  parents  led! 
 With  love  and  holy  zeal  obey 
 The  counsels  of  the  dead. 
 
 4  Let  us  be  wean'd  from  all  below, 
 
 Let  hope  our  grief  expel. 
 While  death  invites  our  souls  to  go 
 Where  our  best  kindred  dwell. 
 
 489  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Death  of  a  Young  Person. 
 
 1  TTTHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
 
 VV    By  death's  resistless  hand, 
 Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
 Which  pity  must  demand. 
 
 2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
 
 Oh,  may  this  truth,  imprest 
 With  awful  pow'r  —  "  I  too  must  die"  — 
 Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 
 
 ;3  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 
 May  ev'ry  heart  obey  ; 
 
 (395) 
 
490  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
 Which  calls  to  watch,  and  pray. 
 
 4  O,  let  us  fly  —  to  Jesus  fly, 
 
 Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ;  . 
 Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
 And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
 
 490  CM.  Stennett. 
 
 Death  of  an  Infant. 
 
 1  rpHY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
 J.    With  transport  all  divine; 
 Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
 
 Thy  love  in  every  line. 
 
 2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 
 
 Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
 
 While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
 
 Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
 
 3"I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 
 "  And  lay  them  in  my  breast; 
 "Protection  tbey  shall  find  in  me, 
 "  In  me  be  ever  blest. 
 
 4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
 
 "  But  can't  dissolve  my  love : 
 "  Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
 "  The  family  above. 
 
 5  "Their  feeble  frames  my  pow'r  shall  raise, 
 
 "  And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 
 "  I  '11  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
 "  And  hands  to  do  my  will." 
 
 6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
 
 And  to  his  will  resign  ; 
 O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
 Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 
 
 (396) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  491, 492 
 
 491  8s.  Wesley. 
 On  the  Death  of  a  Brother. 
 
 1  T)  E JOICE  for  a  brother  deceas'd, 
 XV  Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
 A  soul  out  of  prison  releas'd, 
 
 And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
 With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 
 
 And  mount  with  his  spirit  above; 
 Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
 
 And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 
 
 2  Our  brother  the  heaven  hath  gain'd, 
 
 Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind  ; 
 His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain'd, 
 
 And  left  his  companions  behind, 
 Still  toss'd  on  a  sea  of  distress, 
 
 Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
 i     Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 
 
 And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 
 
 3  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
 
 Who  sail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath; 
 With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 
 
 And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death : 
 i     The  voyage  of  life  's  at  an  end, 
 
 The  mortal  affliction  is  past ; 
 !     The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 
 
 For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 
 
 492  8s.  Wesley. 
 On  the  Death  of  a  Sister. 
 
 JH 
 
 OSANNA  to  Jesus  on  high! 
 Another  has  enter'd  his  rest; 
 Another  has  'scap'd  to  the  sky, 
 And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  breast. 
 
 (397) 
 
493  funeral.  Part  1 
 
 The  soul  of  our  sister  is  gone, 
 To  heighten  the  triumph  above  ; 
 
 Exalted  to  Jesus's  throne, 
 And  clasp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 
 
 2  What  fulness  of  rapture  is  there, 
 
 Where  Jesus  his  glory  displays, 
 And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 
 
 And  scatters  the  odours  of  grace ! 
 He  looks  — and  his  servants  in  light, 
 
 The  blessing  ineffable  meet ; 
 He  smiles  — and  they  faint  at  the  sight, 
 
 And  fall  overwhehn'd  at  his  feet. 
 
 3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 
 
 Transported  at  Jesus's  name! 
 The  saints  whom  he  soonest  shall  call, 
 
 To  share  in  the  feast  of  the  Lamb! 
 No  longer  imprison'd  in  clay, 
 
 Who  next  from  his  dungeon  shall  fly? 
 Who  first  shall  be  summon'd  away  ?— 
 
 My  merciful  God,  is  it' I  ? 
 
 4  O  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 
 
 That  suddenly  I  should  depart ; 
 Thy  counsel  of  mercy  reveal, 
 
 And  whisper  the  call  to  my  heart ; 
 O,  give  me  some  signal  to  kuow 
 
 If  soon  thou  wouklst  have  me  remove, 
 And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 
 '  And  fly  to  the  regions  above. 
 
 493  P.  :>I.  Hebec 
 
 A  Funeral  Song. 
 
 1  npHOU  art  gone  lo  the  grave— but  we  will  m 
 J.         deplore  thee, 
 Though  sorrow  and  darkness  encompass  ti 
 
 Um,b;  (396) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  494 
 
 The  Saviour  has  pass'd  through  its  portals  before 
 thee, 
 And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
 the  gloom. 
 
 2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave— we  no  longer  behold 
 
 thee. 
 Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 
 
 side; 
 But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 
 
 thee. 
 And  sinners  may  hope  since  the  Saviour  hath 
 
 died. 
 
 3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  —  and  its  mansion 
 
 forsaking, 
 
 Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  linger'd 
 long  ; 
 But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beam'd  bright  on 
 thy  waking, 
 
 And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  sera- 
 phim's song. 
 
 4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  — but  we  will  not 
 
 deplore  thee, 
 Since  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian,  thy 
 
 guide ; 
 He  gave  ihee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 
 
 thee, 
 And  (ieath  hath  no  sting  since  the  Saviour  hath 
 
 died. 
 
 491  8s. 
 
 Joy  seen  through  sorrow. 
 
 1  pvISCONSOLATE  tenant  of  clay, 
 A.J  In  solemn  assurance  arise, 
 Thy  treasure  of  sorrow  survey, 
 
 And  look  thro'  it  all  to  the  skies: 
 
 That  heavenly  house  is  prepar'd 
 
 For  all  who  are  sufferers  here, 
 
 And  wait  the  return  of  their  Lord, 
 
 And  long  for  his  day  to  appear. 
 
 (399) 
 
495  funeral.  Part  I 
 
 2  There  all  the  tempestuous  blast 
 
 Of  bitter  affliction  is  o'er  ; 
 The  spirit  is  landed  at  last, 
 
 And  sorrow  and  shame  are  no  more  ; 
 Temptation  and  trouble  are  gene, 
 
 The  trial  is  all  at  an  end  — 
 And  there  I  shall  cease  to  bemoan 
 
 The  loss  of  my  brother  and  friend. 
 
 495  8s.     (Chiefly  Original. 
 
 Death. 
 
 'H 
 
 The  summons  that  calls  me  away, 
 In  regions  unknown  to  appear; 
 
 How  shall  I  the  summons  obey  ? 
 What  scenes  in  that  world  shall  arise, 
 
 When  life's  latest  sigh  shall  be  fled. 
 And  darkness  has  seal'd  up  my  eyes, 
 
 And  deep  in  the  dust  I  am  laid  ? 
 
 2  No  longer  the  world  I  can  view, 
 
 The  scenes  which  so  long  I  have  known 
 My  friends,  I  must  bid  you  adieu, 
 
 For  here  I  must  travel  alone  :  — 
 Yet  here  my  Redeemer  has  trod, 
 
 His  hallow'd  footsteps  I  know  ; 
 I  '11  trust  for  defence  to  his  rod, 
 
 And  lean  on  his  staff  as  I  go. 
 
 3  Dear  Shepherd  of  Israel,  lead  on  ; 
 
 My  soul  follows  hard  after  thee  ; 
 The  phantoms  of  death  are  all  flown, 
 
 When  Jesus  my  Shepherd  I  see. 
 Dear  brethren,  and  sisters,  I  go 
 
 To  wait  your  arrival  above  ; 
 Be  faithlul.'and  soon  you  shall  know 
 
 The  triumphs  and  joys  of  his  love. 
 
 (400) 
 
Parti.  funeral.  496,497 
 
 496  8  &  7.  Collyer. 
 Mourners  Comforted. 
 
 1  /""I EASE,  ye.  mourners,  cease  to  languish, 
 \j  O'er  the  grave  cf  those  you  love  ; 
 Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish, 
 
 Enter  not  the  worlds  above. 
 
 2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 
 
 Lonely,  through  night's  deep'ning  shade, 
 Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
 Round  th'  immortal  spirit's  head. 
 
 3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 
 
 From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
 In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
 They  shall  never  —  never  die. 
 
 4  Endless  pleasure,  pain  excluding, 
 
 Sickness  there  no  more  can  come ; 
 There  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 
 Sheds  o'er  heav'n  a  moment's  gloom. 
 
 5  There  are  crowns  and  thrones  of  glory, 
 
 There  the  living  waters  glide  ; 
 
 There  the  just  in  shining  raiment, 
 
 Standing  by  Immanuel's  side. 
 
 6  Now,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish, 
 
 O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love ; 
 
 Far  remov'd  from  pain  and  anguish, 
 
 They  are  chanting  hymns  above. 
 
 497  8s. 
 
 Death  awful  and  lovely. 
 
 1    A  H  !  lovely  appearance  of  death  ! 
 -Li.  What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair? 
 2  A  (401) 
 
497  funeral.  Part  I. 
 
 Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 
 Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
 
 With  solemn  delight  I  survey 
 The  corpse  when  the  spirit  is  fled; 
 
 In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 
 The  quiet  and  peaceable  dead. 
 
 2  How  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 
 
 Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ! 
 How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 
 
 This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 
 Of  evil  incapable  thou, 
 
 Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
 No  longer  in  misery  now, 
 
 No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 
 
 3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more, 
 
 With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain; 
 The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
 
 And  never  shall  vex  him  again  : 
 No  anger  henceforward,  or  shame, 
 
 Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay; 
 Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
 
 And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 
 
 4  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
 
 Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er, 
 This  quiet  immoveable  breast 
 
 Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more; 
 This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
 
 Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain; 
 It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 
 
 It  never  shall  flutter  again. 
 
 5  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
 
 By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
 Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 
 
 Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep: 
 The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
 
 These  hollows  from  water  are  free: 
 (402) 
 
Part  I.  funeral.  498 
 
 The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  his  eyes, 
 And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 
 
 6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
 
 While  bound  in  a  prison  T  breathe; 
 And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
 
 And  press  to  the  issues  of  death: 
 What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
 
 O!  shall  I  not  shortly  become? 
 My  spirit  created  anew, 
 
 My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb. 
 
 498  8s. 
 
 The  Last  Conflict. 
 
 lI 
 
 SOON  shall  accomplish  my  race, 
 And  soar  to  the  temple  on  high ; 
 Dear  Jesus,  beholding  thy  face, 
 
 I  cheerfully  yield  me  to  die. 
 Farewell,  my  d'istress  and  my  woe  — 
 
 The  storms  of  existence  are  o'er ; 
 Tho'  fiercely  the  tempest  may  blow, 
 
 Its  fury  appals  me  no  more. 
 
 2  More  quickly  and  shorter  I  breathe  — 
 
 The  dew  is  o'erspreading  my  cheek  — 
 I  feel  the  approaches  of  death, 
 
 My  heartstrings  beginning  to  break  ; 
 A  struggle  or  two  and  'tis  done  — 
 
 From  earth  and  its  anguish  I  fly ; 
 The  palm  of  the  conqueror  won, 
 
 I  live  by  submitting  to  die. 
 
 JVute. — Hymns  suitable  for  Funeral  occasions 
 nay  be  found  also  under  the  two  following  heads. 
 (403) 
 
"499  death  and  Part  I. 
 
 DEATH   AND    RESURRECTION. 
 
 499  C.  M.       Watts'  Lyrics. 
 
 A  prospect  of  the  Resurrection. 
 
 1  TTOW  long  shall  Death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
 XI  And  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 
 While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
 
 Lies  mingled  with  the  dust? 
 
 2  Lo,  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades 
 
 The  dawn  of  heaven  appears; 
 The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads 
 Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 
 
 3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
 
 And  flaming  guards  around; 
 The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
 The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 
 
 4  I  hear  the  voice, '  Ye  dead,  arise  !' 
 
 And,  lo  !  the  graves  obey : 
 And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
 Salute  th'  expected  day. 
 
 5  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 
 
 Rise  to  the  midway  air, 
 In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
 And  low  adore  him  there. 
 
 6  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
 Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
 The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
 Is  infinite  delight. 
 
 (40-4) 
 
Part  I.  RESURRECTION.  500, 501 
 
 500  S .  M.       Watts'  Hymns. 
 Triumphant  Resurrection. 
 
 1  A  ND  must  this  body  die? 
 
 A  This  wond'rous  frame  decay? 
 And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
 Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay? 
 
 2  Corruption,  earth  and  worms 
 Shall  but  refine  this  rlesh, 
 
 Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
 To  put  it  on  afresh. 
 
 3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
 And  ever  from  the  skies 
 
 Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
 Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 
 
 4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace 
 Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine ; 
 
 And  every  shape,  and  every  face 
 Look  heavenly  and  divine. 
 
 5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
 To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
 
 We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
 And  sing  his  power  above. 
 
 6  Saviour,  accept  the  praise 
 Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
 
 Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
 With  our  immortal  tongues. 
 
 501  CM.        H.K.  White. 
 
 Present  lot  and  future  prospect. 
 
 1  npHRO'  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 
 X.   Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom, 
 
 (405) 
 
502  death  a.xd  Part  I. 
 
 We,  soldiers  of  an  injur'd  King, 
 Are  marching  10  the  tomb. 
 
 2  Thpre,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 
 
 And  all  our  powers  decay, 
 
 Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 
 
 Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 
 
 3  Our  labours  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  lon^-silent  dust  shall  rise 
 
 With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 
 
 502  S.  M.  Wesley 
 
 Future  State  awful. 
 
 1  \  ND  am  I  born  to  die, 
 JA.  To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
 And  must  my  tremblinjr  spirit  fly 
 
 Into  a  world  unknown  ? 
 
 2  A  land  of  deepest  shade, 
 
 Unpierced  by  human  thought; 
 The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead. 
 Where  all  things  are  forgot! 
 
 3  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 
 
 What  will  become  of  me  ? 
 Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
 Must  then  mv  portion  be! 
 
 (406) 
 
Part  I.  RESURRECTION.  503 
 
 4  Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 
 
 I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
 And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  erown'd, 
 .And  view  the  flaming  skies. 
 
 5  How  shall  I  leave  the  tomb  ? 
 
 With  triumph  or  regret? 
 A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
 A  curse  or  blessing  meet  ? 
 
 6  Lord!  teach  my  soul  to  shun 
 
 Thy  dreadful'  wrath  severe  ; 
 That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
 I  may  with  joy  appear. 
 
 503  L.  M.  D  wight. 
 
 Resurrection  from  the  grave. 
 TALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
 
 1  QH, 
 O  F 
 
 For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
 Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
 Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save  ? 
 
 2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night 
 
 Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 
 No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
 Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ! 
 
 3  Cease  — cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears: 
 
 When   Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 
 sprang, 
 Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 
 And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 
 
 4  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 
 
 Unfold  to  make  his  children  way  ; 
 They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
 And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 
 
 5  The  trump  shall  sound— the  dead  shall  wake; 
 
 From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumberers  spring 
 (407) 
 
504, 505  death  and  Part  I 
 
 Through  heaven,  with  joy,  their  myriads 
 rise. 
 And  hail  their  Saviour,  and  their  King. 
 
 504  C.  M. 
 
 Leaving  family  and  friends  to  God. 
 Gen.  xlviii.  21. 
 
 1  \  MID  the  anguish  and  the  strife, 
 Xl  That  shrinking  nature  fears, 
 Look  gently  down,  great  Source  of  life, 
 
 And  dry  the  starting  tears ! 
 
 2  Serene,  like  Jacob  we  would  die, 
 
 And  "gather  up  our  feet;" 
 Would  chide  the  limr'ring  hours,  and  fly 
 Our  Saviour-God  to  meet. 
 
 3  Our  dearest  comforts  we  would  leave, 
 
 With  glory  in  our  eyes ; 
 Would  wipe  the  tears  of  those  that  grieve, 
 And  point  them  to  the  skies. 
 
 4  Our  trembling  lips,  if  Thou  art  nigh, 
 
 When  life's  sad  hours  are  few, 
 With  joy  shall  say  —  "  Behold  we  die, 
 But  God  shall  be  with  you." 
 
 505  CM. 
 
 The  Resurrection. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
 
 VV    This  rending  earth  shall  shake  — 
 When    opening   graves  shall    yield    thei 
 charge, 
 And  dust  to  life  awake;  — 
 
 2  Those  bodies,  that  corrupted  fell. 
 
 Shall  incorrupted  rise; 
 And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
 Immortal  in  the  skies. 
 
 (408) 
 
Part  I.  RESURRECTION.  506 
 
 3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung, 
 
 Is  now  at  last  fulfill'd — 
 That  death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 
 And,  vanquish'd,  quit  the  field. 
 
 4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 
 
 And  thus  begin  to  sing : 
 "  O  grave  !  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 
 "And  where,  O  death  !  thy  sting  ?" 
 
 508  7s.         Montgomery. 
 
 Hope  of  rising  again. 
 
 1  "  QPIRIT  —  leave  thine  house  of  clay ! 
 
 O  "  Lingering  dust  —  resign  thy  breath  1 
 "  Spirit — cast  thy  chains  away! 
 "  Dust  —  be  thou  dissolv'd  in  death !" 
 
 2  Thus  th'  Almighty  Saviour  speaks, 
 While  the  faithful  Christian  dies ! 
 Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 
 And  the  ransom'd  captive  flies  ! 
 
 3  "Prisoner  —  long  detain'd  below! 
 
 "  Prisoner  —  now  with  freedom  blest ! 
 "  Welcome  from  a  world  of  woe  ! 
 "  Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest !." 
 
 4  Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sing, 
 As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high  ! 
 While  with  hallelujahs  ring 
 All  the  regions  of  the  sky  ! 
 
 5  Grave  —  the  guardian  of  our  dust : 
 Grave  —  the  treasury  of  the  skies  1 
 Every  atom  of  thy  trust 
 
 Rests  in  hope  again  to  rise! 
 
 (409) 
 
507  judgment.  Part  I. 
 
 6  Hark  !  the  Judgment  trumpet  calls! 
 "  Soul  —  rebuild  thy  house  of  clay  — 
 "  Immortality  thy  walls,'' 
 '*  And  eternity  thy  day  ! 
 
 FINAL   JUDGMENT. 
 
 507  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Banishment  from  God  dreadful. 
 
 1  n^HAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
 
 -I-    Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
 When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
 And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
 
 2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 
 
 Thou  Sovereien  of  my  heart, 
 
 How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
 
 Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart  ? 
 
 3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 
 
 Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
 'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder.  Lord, 
 With  most  tormenting  fear. 
 
 4  O  !  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
 
 To  si-e  my  God  remove, 
 And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
 I  must  not  taste  his  love  1 
 
 5  Jesus,  I  throw  mine  arms  around, 
 
 And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
 Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
 Mv  spirit  cannot  rest. 
 
 (410) 
 
Part  I.  judgment.  508, 509 
 
 6  0  !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 
 Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
 Show  me  some  promise,  in  thy  book, 
 Where  my  salvation  stands. 
 
 508  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 The  last  Judgment. 
 
 1  rpHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
 JL   Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
 The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
 
 And  near  the  western  sky. 
 
 2  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 
 
 Bright  flames  prepare  his  way. 
 Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 
 Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 
 
 3  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 
 
 Attending  angels  come, 
 And  earth  and  hell  shall  know,  and  fear 
 His  justice,  and  their  doom. 
 
 4  'But  gather  all  my  saints,'  he  cries, 
 
 '  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
 •By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
 '  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood: 
 
 5  'Their  faith  and  works   brought  forth  to 
 
 light, 
 '  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
 'My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
 '  And  heaven  adore  my  grace.* 
 
 509  S.  M.      Wesley ;  extract. 
 
 Preparation  for  Judgment. 
 
 1      npHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead ! 
 J-   Before  whose  bar  severe, 
 
 (411) 
 
510  judgment.  Part  I. 
 
 With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread. 
 We  all  must  soon  appear: 
 
 2  Our  caution'd  souls  prepare 
 For  that  tremendous  day, 
 
 And  fill  us  all  with  watchful  care, 
 And  stir  us  up  to  pray. 
 
 3  To  prav  and  wait  the  hour, 
 That  awful  hour  unknown, 
 
 When  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
 Thou  shalt  from  heav'n  come  down: 
 
 4  Th'  immortal  Son  of  Man, 
 To  judge  the  human  race, 
 
 With  all  thv  Father's  dazzling  train, 
 With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 
 
 5  O  mav  we  all  ensure 
 A  lot  "among  the  blest; 
 
 And  watch  a  moment,  to  secure 
 An  everlasting  rest ! 
 
 510  S.  M. 
 
 Christ's  Second  Coming. 
 
 1  TN  expectation  sweet, 
 
 1  We'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  pray, 
 Till  Christy  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
 And  see  an  endless  day. 
 
 2  He  comes  !  —  the  Conqueror  comes! 
 
 Death  falls  beneath  his  sword  ; 
 The  joyful  prisoners  burst  their  tombs, 
 And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 
 
 3  The  trumpet  sounds  —  "  Awake  !  — 
 
 "  Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come  !"  — 
 The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
 While  hell  receives  her  doom. 
 
Parti.  judgment.  511,512 
 
 4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 
 Who  love  the  ways  of  peace ! 
 No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close 
 Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 
 
 511  P.M.    Rippon's  Selec. 
 Longing  for  the  Judge's  Favour. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 
 
 VV  come 
 
 To  take  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 
 
 Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
 Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
 Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
 
 Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 
 
 2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
 Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 
 
 Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
 But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  — 
 What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 
 
 When  thou  for  them  shalt  call ! 
 
 3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
 Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 
 
 In  this  th'  accepted  day: 
 Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
 To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 
 
 Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray ! 
 
 4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found. 
 Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
 
 To  see  thy  smiling  face : 
 Then  loud  among  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
 While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 
 
 With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 
 
 512  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 The  final  Boom. 
 
 [See  Hymn  77.] 
 
 (413) 
 
513  judgment.  Part  I. 
 
 513  P.M.       Oliver;  alt'd. 
 
 Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 
 
 IT  O  !  he  cnmes,  with  clouds  descending, 
 JLi  Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  ! 
 Thousand,  thousand  saints,  attending, 
 Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ; 
 
 Hallelujah  ! 
 Jesus  conies  —  and  comes  to  reign. 
 
 2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 
 
 Robed  in  dreadful  majesty! 
 Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
 Pierced,  and  naiPd  him  to  the  tree, 
 
 Deeply  wailing, 
 Shall  the  true  Messiah  see! 
 
 3  When  the  solemn  trump  has  sounded, 
 
 Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away ; 
 AH  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
 Hear  the  summons  of  that  day  — 
 
 "  Come  to  judgment !  — 
 "  Come  to  judgment !  —  come  away." 
 
 4  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 
 
 See  !  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
 Al!  his  saints,  by  man  rejected. 
 Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air! 
 
 Hallelujah!  — 
 See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 
 
 5  Yea,  amen!  —  let  all  adore  thee, 
 
 High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
 Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory ; 
 Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known  ! 
 
 Oh  come  quickly  — 
 Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ! 
 
 (4H) 
 
Part  I.  JUDGMENT.  514 
 
 514  P.M.  Wesley. 
 
 Anxious  Desires. 
 
 1  rpHOU  God  of  glorious  majesty, 
 _L   To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 
 
 A  worm  of  earth,  I  cry ! 
 A  half-awaken'd  child  of  man, 
 An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 
 
 A  sinner  born  to  die. 
 
 2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
 ;Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 
 
 Secure,  insensible ; 
 A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
 Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place, 
 
 Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 
 
 3  O  God,  my  inmost  sou]  convert, 
 And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 
 
 Eternal  things  impress  ; 
 Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
 And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 
 
 And  wake  to  righteousness. 
 
 4  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
 The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 
 
 When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
 To  judge  the  nations  at  the  bar ; 
 And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there  — 
 
 To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
 
 5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
 With  holy  diligence  and  care, 
 
 To  make  my  calling  sure  ; 
 Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
 And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
 
 And  to  the  end  endure. 
 
 (415) 
 
515  judgment.  Part  I. 
 
 6  Then.  Saviour,  then,  my  soul  receive, 
 Transported  from  this  vale  to  live, 
 
 And  reign  with  thee  above  ! 
 Where  faithis  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
 And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 
 
 And  everlasting  love. 
 
 515  P.  M. 
 
 The  Judgment  Trumpet. 
 "ARK!  the  judgment-trumpet  sounding, 
 
 'H 
 
 Rends  the  skies  and  shakes  the  poles  ; 
 Lo  !  the  day,  with  wrath  abounding, 
 Breaks  upon  astonish d  souls: 
 
 Ev'ry  creature 
 Now  the  awful  Judge  beholds. 
 
 2  Jesus,  Captain  of  salvation, 
 
 Leads  his  armies  down  the  skies; 
 Ev'ry  kindred,  tribe  and  nation, 
 From  the  sleep  of  death  arise: 
 Heaven's  loud  summons 
 Fills  the  world  with  dread  surprise. 
 
 3  Zion's  King,  his  throne  ascending, 
 
 Calls  his  saints  before  his  face; 
 Crowns,  with  glory  never  ending, 
 All  the  children  of  his  grace: 
 Heaven  shall  echo ; 
 Songs  of  triumph  fill  the  place. 
 
 4  Look  beneath,  where  hell  is  burning, 
 
 There  the  sons  of  darkness  lie ; 
 Hope  to  black  despair  is  turning; 
 Where  the  worm  will  never  die: 
 
 Careless  sinner, 
 Oh,  to  Jesus  quickly  fly. 
 
 (416) 
 
Parti.  judgment.  516,517 
 
 516  P.  M. 
 
 Awful  pomp  of  Judgment. 
 
 1  T^HE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in 
 
 1        fire, 
 As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in.  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
 Lo,  self- moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
 And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are 
 bow'd. 
 
 2  The  glory  !  the  glory !  around  him  are  pour'd, 
 Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord ; 
 And  the  glorified  saints,   and  the  martyrs  are 
 
 there, 
 And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory 
 wear! 
 
 3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all 
 
 heard  : 
 Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-cover'd  charnel  are 
 
 stirr'd  ! 
 From  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from 
 
 the  north, 
 All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come  forth ! 
 
 4  The  judgment !    the  judgment !  the  thrones  are 
 
 all  set, 
 Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders 
 
 are  met ! 
 There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
 And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 
 
 5  O  mercy  !  O  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 
 Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love  ! 
 When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are 
 
 driven. 
 May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heav'n. 
 
 517  P.  M. 
 
 Second  Advent  of  Christ. 
 
 1       TESUS  comes,  by  saints  attended, 
 «J   Heaven  the  dazzling  train  supplies; 
 2B  (417) 
 
517  judgment.  Part  I. 
 
 Call  the  dead,  the  night  is  ended ; 
 Bid  the  sleeping  dust  arise: 
 
 Let  the  ransom'd 
 Join  the  Saviour  in  the  skies. 
 
 2  Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious ; 
 See,  the  "  Man  of  Sorrows  "  now  I 
 
 From  his  foes  return'd  victorious, 
 Ev'ry  knee  to  him  shall  bow: 
 
 Crown  him,  crown  him; 
 Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 
 
 3  While  dismay  on  others  seizes, 
 Go  and  share  your  Master's  joy ; 
 
 Sound  the  sacred  name  of  Jesus, 
 Let  his  praise  your  tongues  employ ; 
 
 Praise  him,  praise  him. 
 For  those  joys  which  never  cloy. 
 
 4  Yonder  mansion,  fill'd  with  pleasure, 
 Is  the  place  where  Jesus  reigns  ; 
 
 There  your  bliss  will  have  no  measure, 
 While  you  sing  in  loudest  strains 
 
 Hallelujah  ! 
 Everlasting  joy  remains. 
 
 (418) 
 
VIRGINIA  SELECTION 
 
 PSALMS,  HYMNS, 
 
 SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 
 
 PART  II 
 
 ADAPTED  TO  PARTICULAR  SEASONS 
 AND  OCCASIONS. 
 
 (419) 
 
Arrangement  of  Part  II. 
 
 Morning  and  Evening from  518  to  533 
 
 The  Lord's  Day 534  542 
 
 Social  Prayer  Meetings 643  552 
 
 Spread  of  the  Gospel 553  592 
 
 Monthly  Concert 553  559 
 
 Missionary  Meetings 560  585 
 
 Associations 586  592 
 
 Ordinations 593  600 
 
 Opening  Meeting  Houses €01  603 
 
 For  the  Youth 604  611 
 
 Afflictive  Providences 612  622 
 
 Prosperous  Seasons 623  627 
 
 Aid  for  the  Poor 628  632 
 
 New  Year 633  635 
 
 National 636  643 
 
 (420) 
 
VIRGINIA  SELECTION,  &c. 
 
 PART  II. 
 
 Adapted  to  particular  seasons  and  occasions. 
 
 MORNING    AND     EVENING. 
 
 518  L.  M.  Bp.Kenn. 
 
 A  Morning  Hymn. 
 
 1  TTTAKE,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart ; 
 
 VV    And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
 Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
 High  praise  to  the  Eternal  King. 
 
 2  I  wake,  I  wake,  ye  heavenly  choir ; 
 May  your  devotion  me  inspire, 
 That  I,  like  you,  my  age  may  spend, 
 Like  you,  may  on  my  God  attend. 
 
 3  May  I,  like  you,  in  God  delight, 
 Have  all  day  long  my  God  in  sight ; 
 Perform,  like  you,  my  Maker's  will  — 
 O  may  I  never  more  do  ill ! 
 
 4  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
 All  I  design,  or  do  or  say ; 
 
 That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
 In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
 
 (421) 
 
519,520  morning  Part  II. 
 
 5  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. 
 
 519  C.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 A  Morning  Hymn. 
 
 1  /~\NCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
 \_7  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
 
 Once  more,  my  voice  thy  tribute  pay 
 To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 
 
 2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
 
 The  day  renews  the  sound, 
 Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
 To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
 
 3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
 
 My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
 My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
 And  yet  his  wrath  delays  ! 
 
 4  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
 
 While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
 Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
 And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 
 
 520  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 A  Morning  Hymn. 
 
 'G 
 
 OD  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 
 The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
 And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 
 To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 
 
 2  Oh!  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 
 Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
 
 (422) 
 
Part  II.  AND  EVENING.  521 
 
 With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 
 March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 
 
 3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
 
 Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
 Thy  threatenings  just  —  thy  promise  sure  ; 
 Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 
 
 4  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 
 
 And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
 All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
 Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 
 
 521  CM.      Rippon ;  alt'd. 
 
 A  Morning  Hymn. 
 
 1  f"pO  thee,  let  our  first  offerings  rise, 
 JL    Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 
 Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
 
 And  spotless  as  his  ray. 
 
 2  This  day  thy  favouring  hand  be  nigh ! 
 
 So  oft  vouchsaf'd  before ! 
 Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
 And  I  that  hand  adore! 
 
 3  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 
 
 And  guide  my  future  days; 
 
 And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
 
 With  gratitude  and  praise. 
 
 4  Be  this,  and  every  future  day 
 
 Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 
 And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 
 May  grace  sustain  at  last. 
 
 (423) 
 
522, 523  morning  Part  II. 
 
 522  S.M.    Rippon'sSelec. 
 A  Morning  Hymn. 
 
 1  QEE  how  the  mounting  sun 
 ^  Pursues  his  shining  way; 
 
 And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
 With  ev'ry  brightening  ray. 
 
 2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
 Its  heavenly  parent  sing; 
 
 And  to  its  great  original 
 The  humble  tribute  bring. 
 
 3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
 Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
 
 I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
 My  kind  preserver  near! 
 
 4  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 
 I  bring  my  sacrifice; 
 
 Ting'd  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
 With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 
 
 5  My  life  I  would  anew, 
 Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
 
 And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
 A  long  eternity. 
 
 523  C.  M. 
 
 Morning  Praise  and  Prayer. 
 
 1  "p^AIN  would  I  raise  my  morning  song, 
 S.     And  praise  thy  glorious  name ; 
 Thy  love,  my  God,  inspires  my  tongue, 
 
 Thy  mercy  is  my  theme. 
 
 2  Great  Source  of  light,  indulgent  God, 
 
 How  rich  thy  mercies  are  1 
 
 (424) 
 
Part  II.  AND  EVENING.  524 
 
 Teach  me  to  spread  thy  name  abroad, 
 And  all  thy  love  declare. 
 
 3  0,  glorious  Sun  of  righteousness, 
 
 Diffuse  thy  beams  divine  ; 
 
 Let  me  behold  thy  lovely  face, 
 
 And  in  thine  image  shine. 
 
 4  Let  that  bright  day  roll  swiftly  on, 
 
 When  Christ  shall  reign  below  ; 
 And  all  beneath  the  circling  sun 
 Shall  thy  salvation  know. 
 
 5  For  this,  O  Lord,  may  every  heart, 
 
 In  constant  prayer  ascend, 
 
 Till  all  shall  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
 
 And  praise  thee  without  end. 
 
 524  C.  M. 
 
 Morning. 
 
 1  T7~IND  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours, 
 J\.  Accept  the  thanks  I  bring ; 
 Beneath  thy  smiles,  my  feeble  powers 
 
 Would  their  Preserver  sing. 
 
 2  Give  me  thyself,  the  only  good, 
 
 And  ever  with  me  stay; 
 Whose  faithful  mercies  are  renew'd 
 With  each  returning  day. 
 
 3  Ah  !  guide  me  with  a  father's  eye, 
 
 Nor  from  my  soul  depart ; 
 But  let  the  Day-Star  from  on  high 
 Illuminate  my  heart. 
 
 4  Far  as  the  east  from  west,  remove 
 
 Each  earthly  vain  desire; 
 And  raise  me  on  the  wings  of  love  — 
 O  raise  me  daily  higher. 
 
 (425) 
 
525, 526  morning.  Part  I] 
 
 5  Let  all  my  words  and  all  my  ways 
 Declare  that  I  am  thine ; 
 That  so  the  light  of  truth  and  grace 
 Before  the  world  may  shine. 
 
 525  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns 
 Morning  or  Evening. 
 
 1  TTOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
 XX  To  God's  upholding  hand  ; 
 
 Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
 And  yet  secure  we  stand. 
 
 2  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 
 
 And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 
 
 We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
 
 That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 
 
 3  The  rising  morning  can't  assure 
 
 That  we  shall  end  the  day, 
 For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
 To  seize  our  lives  away. 
 
 4  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin 
 
 To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
 We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
 In  every  "gasp  we  draw. 
 
 5  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
 
 Our  joy  and  safety  brings ; 
 Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night 
 Beneath  his  shady  wings. 
 
 526  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns 
 
 Morning  or  Evening. 
 
 1  Tl/TY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
 1V-L  Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new, 
 (426) 
 
Part  II.  AND   EVENING.  527 
 
 And  morning  mercies  from  above 
 Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 
 
 2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
 Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
 Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
 And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 
 
 3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 
 To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
 Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
 Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 
 
 527  L.M.  Bp.Kenn. 
 
 An  Evening  Hymn. 
 
 1  /~1  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
 vT  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ;. 
 Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings ! 
 Beneath  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 
 
 2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
 Theill  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  judgment  day. 
 
 4  Let  my  blest  guardian,  while  I  sleep, 
 His  watchful  station  near  me  keep ; 
 My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 
 
 And  guard  me  from  the  approach  of  ill. 
 
 5  Lord,  let  rny  soul  for  ever  share 
 The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care : 
 
 'T  is  heaven  on  earth,  't  is  heaven  above, 
 To  see  thy  face,  and  sihg  thy  love ! 
 
 (427) 
 
528, 529  morning  Part  II 
 
 528  C.  M. 
 
 Evening. 
 
 1  TNDULGENT  Father,  by  whose  care, 
 A  I  've  pass'd  another  day. 
 Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  share, 
 
 And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 
 
 2  Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  mourn 
 
 My  guilt  before  thy  face ; 
 Direct  me,  Lord,  to  Christ  alone, 
 And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 
 
 3  Let  each  returning  night  declare 
 
 The  tokens  of  thy  love ; 
 And  ev'ry  hotir  thy  grace  prepare 
 My  soul  for  joys  above. 
 
 4  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes, 
 
 To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 
 Let  me  to  heav'n  and  glory  rise, 
 T'  enjoy  thy  smiling  face. 
 
 529  CM.     Watts' Hymns 
 Evening. 
 
 1  TTvREAD  Sov'reign,  Ipt  my  evening  song, 
 XJ  Like  holy  incense  rise; 
 
 Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
 To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
 
 2  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 
 
 Encompass  me  around, 
 But  O,  how  few  returns  of  love 
 Hath  my  Creator  found! 
 
 3  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 
 
 To  save  my  wretched  soul  1 
 How  are  my  follies  multiplied 
 Fast  as  my  minutes  roll ! 
 
 (428) 
 
Part  II.  AND  EVENING.  530 
 
 4  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 
 
 To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
 And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
 To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 
 
 5  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood, 
 
 I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
 As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
 Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 
 
 530  L.  M. 
 
 Evening. 
 
 1  rpHE  busy  scenes  of  day  are  fled, 
 
 JL   The  evening  shades  invite  to  rest ; 
 May  I  repose  my  weary  head, 
 Reclining  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 
 
 2  Jesus,  to  thee  an  evening  song, 
 
 My  soul  in  gratitude  would  raise  ; 
 
 O,  could  I  mount  and  join  that  throng, 
 
 I  'd  vie  with  angels  in  thy  praise. 
 
 3  With  tears  of  joy  I  'd  sing  the  God 
 
 Who  wept,  and  groan'd,  and  died  for  me, 
 Then  hide  beneath  that  precious  blood 
 Which  freely  flow'd  on  Calvary. 
 
 4  There,  shelter'd,  let  my  soul  remain, 
 
 While  wearied  limbs  may  seek  repose ; 
 Nor  from  that  refuge  go  again, 
 When  morning  shall  the  light  disclose. 
 
 5  And  when,  at  last,  nor  sun  nor  moon. 
 
 Nor  stars,  shall  light  the  pilgrim's  way, 
 Let  angel  bands  convey  me  home, 
 To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 
 
 (429) 
 
531,  532  morning  and  evening.   Part  II 
 
 531  8s  &  7s. 
 
 An  Evening  Song. 
 
 1  O  AVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
 ^  Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal : 
 
 Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing, 
 Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 
 
 Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
 Though  the  arrow  past  us  fly, 
 
 Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us, 
 We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 
 
 2  Though  the  night  be  dark,  and  dreary, 
 
 Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ! 
 Thou  art  He  who,  never  weary, 
 
 Watchest  where  thy  people  be  ; 
 Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
 
 And  our  couch  become  our  tomb  ; 
 May  the  morn,  in  heaven  awake  us, 
 
 Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom  ! 
 
 532  7s. 
 
 Evening. 
 
 1  QOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
 O  Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
 Free  from  care  —  from  labour  free, 
 Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 
 
 2  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
 Shall  for  ever  pass  away  ; 
 Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
 Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee  ! 
 
 (430) 
 
Part  II.  lord's  day.  533,534 
 
 533  S.M. 
 
 Retiring  to  Rest. 
 
 1  npHE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
 X   The  evening  shades  appear ; 
 
 O,  may  we  all  remember  well, 
 The  night  of  death  is  near. 
 
 2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
 Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
 
 So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
 Of  what  we  've  here  possess'd. 
 .3      Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
 Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
 Beneath  the  pinions  of  thy  love, 
 Till  morning  light  appears. 
 4      And  when  we  early  rise, 
 
 And  view  the  unwearied  sun, 
 1     May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
 
 And  after  glory  run. 
 J5      And  when  our  days  are  past, 
 And  we  from  time  remove, 
 O,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
 
 The  bosom  of  thy  love. 
 Note. — For  Morning  and  Evening  of  the  Lord's 
 Day,  see  under  the  following  head. 
 
 THE   LORD'S   DAY. 
 
 534  S.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 LIGHT   OF  THE   SUN  AND    OF   THE    GOSPEL. 
 
 For  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
 
 t  "TOEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
 XJ  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
 
 (431) 
 
535  lord's  day.  Part  I 
 
 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'! 
 O  !  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
 But  find  the  path  to  heaven  ! 
 
 535  S.M.      Watts' Hymn 
 
 Delight  in  God's  House. 
 
 "ELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
 
 'W 
 
 That  saw  the  Lord  arise 
 Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
 And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 
 
 2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
 
 And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
 
 Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
 
 And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
 
 3  One  day  amidst  the  place, 
 
 Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
 Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
 Of  pleasurable  sin. 
 
 4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
 
 In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
 And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
 To  everlasting  bliss. 
 
 (432) 
 
Part  II.  lord's  day.  536,537 
 
 536  C.  M. 
 
 The  Lord 's  Bay. 
 
 1  /^tOME,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 
 KJ  In  hymns  around  the  throne  ; 
 This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
 
 Hath  made  and  call'd  his  own. 
 
 2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 
 
 The  brightest  of  the  seven  ; 
 
 Type  of  that  everlasting  rest, 
 
 The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 
 
 3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 
 
 To  David's  holy  Son  ; 
 Help  us,  O  Lord ;  descend  and  bring 
 Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
 
 537  C.  M. 
 
 The  Resurrection. 
 
 1  A  GAIN,  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
 A  Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
 Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
 
 And  pours  increasing  day. 
 
 2  O  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
 
 The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
 O  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
 "     Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 
 
 3  The  powers  of  darkness  leagued  in  vain, 
 
 To  bind  our  Lord  in  death; 
 He  shook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
 By  his  expiring  breath. 
 
 4  And  now  his  conquering  chariot-wheel3 
 
 Ascend  the  lofty  skies; 
 Broken  beneath  his  powerful  cross, 
 Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 
 2C  (433) 
 
538,539  lord's  day.  Part  II. 
 
 5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
 
 And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
 Let  gladness  dwell  on  every  heart, 
 And  praise  on  every  tongue. 
 
 6  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 
 
 To  hail  this  happy  morn, 
 Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  winga 
 On  nations  yet  unborn. 
 
 538  lis  &  8s. 
 Delight  in  Social  Worship. 
 
 1  [TOW    lovely  the  place   where  the  Saviour 
 XI       appears 
 
 To  those  who  believe  in  his  word  ! 
 His  presence  disperses  my  sorrows  and  fears, 
 And  bids  me  rejoice  in  my  Lord. 
 
 2  A  day  in  his  courts,  than  a  thousand  beside, 
 
 Is  better  and  lovelier  far: 
 My  soul  hates  the  tents  where  the  wicked  "reside, 
 And   all  their  delights  I  abhor. 
 
 3  Lord  !  give  me    a  place  with  the  humblest  o/ 
 
 saints, 
 For  low  at  thy  feet  I  would  lie  : 
 I  know  that  thou  hearest  my  feeble  complaints; 
 Thou  hearest  the  young  raven's  cry. 
 
 4  Give  strength  to  the  souls  that  now  wait  upon 
 
 thee, 
 O!  come,  in  thy  chariot  of  love  ; 
 From  earth's  vain  enchantments,  O I  help  us  to 
 
 dee. 
 And  to  set  our  affections  above. 
 
 539  10s.  Brown. 
 Preparation  of  Heart. 
 
 1  TJAIL,  happy  day !  thou  day  of  holy  rest. 
 XI  What  heavenly  peace  and  transport  fill  our 
 broast : 
 
 (434) 
 
Part  II.  lord's  day.  540 
 
 When  Christ,  the  God  of  grace,  in  love  descends, 
 And  kindly  holds  communion  with  his  friends. 
 
 2  Let  earth  and  all  its  vanities  be  gone, 
 
 Move  from  my  sight,  and  leave  my  soul  alone  ; 
 Its  flattering,  fading  glories  I  despise, 
 And  to  immortal  beauties  turn  my  eyes. 
 
 3  Fain  would  I  mount  and  penetrate  the  skies, 
 And  on  my  Saviour's  glories  fix  my  eyes : 
 
 O  !  meet  my  rising  soul,  thou  God  of  love. 
 And  waft  it  to  the  blissful  realms  above. 
 
 540  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 For  the  LoraVs  Bay. 
 
 1  QWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
 O  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  andsing, 
 To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
 
 And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
 
 2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
 
 No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
 O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
 Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound: 
 
 3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
 And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
 Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  1 
 How  deepjthy  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 
 Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 
 
 !5  But  T  shall  share  a  glorious  part' 
 
 !     When  grace  hath  well  renn'd  my  heart, 
 
 And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
 
 Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 
 
 (435) 
 
541  lord's  day.  Part  II 
 
 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  desir'd  or  wish'd  below ; 
 
 And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
 In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 
 
 541  S.  M.      Watts'  Psalms 
 
 Seeking  God. 
 
 1  TI/TY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
 1VJ.  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  want  for  water  more. 
 
 3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
 I  long  to  find  my  place, 
 
 Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
 And  feel  tby  quickening  grace. 
 
 4  For  life  without  tny  love 
 No  relish  can  afford; 
 
 No  joy  can  be  compared  to  this, 
 To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 
 
 5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 
 And  praise  thee  while  I  live; 
 
 Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
 Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 
 
 (436) 
 
Part  II.         PRAYER   MEETINGS.       542,  543 
 
 542  L.  M.  Watts. 
 
 Lord's  Day  Evening. 
 
 1  T  OED,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
 JLJ  A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ! 
 At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray  ! 
 They  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 
 
 2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go; 
 'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below : 
 
 Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say 
 Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 
 
 3  O  write  upon  my  memory.  Lord, 
 The  truth  and  doctrines  of  thy  word ; 
 That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
 But  love  thee  better  than  before. 
 
 4  With  thoughts  of  Christ,  and  things  divine, 
 Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine ; 
 
 That,  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
 I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 
 
 SOCIAL   PRAYER    MEETINGS. 
 
 Note.  —  Other  Hymns  suitable  for  Prayer  Meet- 
 ings may  be  found  under  the  heads,  "  Supplication" 
 —"Church  Fellowship" — Christian  Warfare"— 
 "Conflict  and  Prayer"  —  "  Admonition  and  En- 
 couragement"—  "Communion  with  God"  — 
 "Pressing  on  towards  Perfection." 
 
 343  C.  M. 
 
 Preparation  from  God. 
 t  T  ORD  !  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray, 
 JLi  With  reverence  and  with  fear; 
 Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet  we  may, 
 We  must,  to  Thee  draw  near. 
 
 (437) 
 
544  PRAYER    MEETINGS.         Part  II. 
 
 2  We  come,  then,  God  of  grace  !  to  Thee: 
 
 Give  broken  contrite  hearts; 
 Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see. 
 Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 
 
 3  Give  deep  humility  —  the  sense 
 
 Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
 A  strong  desiring  confidence 
 To  see  thy  face  and  live. 
 
 4  Give  faith  in  that  one  sacrifice 
 
 Which  can  for  sin  atone ; 
 To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes 
 On  Christ  —  on  Christ  alone. 
 
 5  Give  patience  still  to  wait  and  weep, 
 
 Though  mercy  long  delay  — 
 Courage  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
 And  trust  thee  though  thou  slay  — 
 
 6  Give  these  —  and  then  thy  will  be  done! 
 
 Thus  strengthen^  with  all  might, 
 We,  through  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
 Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 
 
 544  C.  M. 
 
 The  ground  of  acceptance. 
 
 1  TT7HEREWITH  shall  we  approach  th» 
 
 VV  Lord 
 
 And  bow  before  his  throne? 
 
 By  trusting  to  his  faithful  word, 
 
 And  pleading  Christ  alone. 
 
 2  The  blood,  the  righteousness  and  love 
 
 Of  Jesus,  will  we  plead; 
 He  lives  within  the  veil  above, 
 For  us  to  intercede. 
 
 (438) 
 
Part  II.         PRAYER  MEETINGS.        545,  546 
 
 3  Sure  ground,  and  sure  foundation  too, 
 
 We  find  in  Jesus'  name; 
 Herein  we  ev'ry  blessing  view, 
 And  ev'ry  favour  claim. 
 
 4  Then  let  his  name  for  ever  be 
 
 To  us  supremely  dear; 
 Our  only  all  prevailing  plea, 
 For  all  our  hope  is  there. 
 
 5  This  is  the  name  the  Father  loves 
 
 To  hear  his  children  plead; 
 And  all  such  pleading  he  approves, 
 And  blesses  them  indeed. 
 
 545  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 Christ  with  his  People. 
 
 1  TT7HERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord, 
 
 VV  Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
 Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
 And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise ; 
 
 2  "  There,"  says  the  Saviour,  "  will  I  be, 
 "  Amid  this  little  company  ; 
 
 "  To  them  unveil  my  lovely  face, 
 
 "  And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 
 
 3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
 Relying  on  thy  faithful  word; 
 
 O,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 546  S.  M.  Newton. 
 Jesus  on  the  Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 EHOLD  the  throne  of  grace, 
 
 XB1 
 
 The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
 
 (439) 
 
547  PRAYER  MEETINGS.  Part  II. 
 
 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  Beyond  thy  utmost  wants 
 
 His  love  and  power  can  bless  ; 
 To  praying  souls  he  ever  grants 
 More  than  they  can  express. 
 
 4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 
 
 Thy  presence  and  thy  love; 
 
 I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  bi'ow, 
 
 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. 
 
 547  C.  M. 
 
 Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 LORD !  to  us,  assembled  here, 
 Reveal  thy  smiling  face  ! 
 While  we,  by  faith,  with  love  and  fear, 
 Approach  a  Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 2  Thy  house  is  call'd  the  house  of  pray'r, 
 
 A  solemn,  sacred  place; 
 Oh  !  let  us  now  thy  presence  share, 
 While  at  the  Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 3  With  holy  boldness  may  we  come, 
 
 Though  of  a  sinful  race, 
 Thankful  to  find  there  yet  is  room 
 Before  the  Throne  oi  Grace. 
 
 (440) 
 
 'O 
 
Part  II.         PRAYER  MEETINGS.        548, 549 
 
 4  Thy  tender  pity  and  thy  love 
 
 Our  ev'ry  fear  can  chase  ; 
 And  all  our  help,  we  then  shall  prove, 
 Comes  from  the  Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 5  We  bless  thee  for  thy  word  and  laws, 
 
 We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace ; 
 And,  O !  we  bless  thee,  Lord,  because 
 There  is  a  Throne  of  Grace. 
 
 548  L.M.  Cowper. 
 Access  to  the  Mercy -Seat. 
 
 1  TESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
 «J  There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat : 
 Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
 And  ev'ry  place  is  hallow'd  ground. 
 
 2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
 Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 
 
 Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
 And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 
 
 3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  pray'r, 
 To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care ; 
 To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 
 
 And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 
 
 549  C.  M.  Jervis. 
 Homage  and  Devotion. 
 
 1  TT7TTH  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
 VV    To  those  bright  realms  above, 
 That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
 Where  dwells  eternal  love. 
 
 !2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow, 
 Of  heaven's  Almighty  King  : 
 
 (441) 
 
550  PRAYER    MEETINGS.  Part  II 
 
 Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
 And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 
 
 3  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel 
 
 Wirii  trust  and  holy  fear, 
 Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
 And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 
 
 4  With  fervour  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 
 
 And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ; 
 Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
 The  sacrifice  we  bring. 
 
 550  C.  M.  Wesley 
 
 For  sustaini?ig  Grace. 
 
 1  OHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 
 kj  Jn  this  our  evil  day; 
 
 To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
 The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 
 
 2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 
 
 Long  as  the  cross  we  bear  ; 
 
 O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast, 
 
 In  never-ceasing  prayer  ! 
 
 3  The  spirit  of  redeeming  grace, 
 
 Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 
 To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
 And  know  thy  hidden  name. 
 
 4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 
 
 Till  thou  thyself  bestow  ; 
 Be  this  the  cry  of  ev'ry  heart, 
 I  will  not  let  thee  go. 
 
 5  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain  top 
 
 Behold  thy  open  face; 
 Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallow'd  up, 
 And  pray'r  in  endless  praise. 
 
 (442) 
 
Part  II.         PRAYER  MEETINGS.        551,552 
 
 551  L.  M.  Fawcett. 
 
 Prayer  Meeting  before  Sermon. 
 
 1  rpHY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
 JL  Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word : 
 Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
 And  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 
 
 2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
 ,  And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  : 
 
 With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
 And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 
 
 ;   3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply, 
 
 With  sov'reign  power  and  energy; 
 And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
 Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 
 
 I  4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
 
 Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will : 
 Thy  saving  power  and  love  display  ; 
 And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 
 
 552  7s.  Newton. 
 "Ask  what  I  shall  give  thee." 
 
 1  /^lOME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
 KJ  Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r; 
 He  himself"has  bid  thee  pray, 
 Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 
 
 2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
 Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
 For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
 None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 
 
 3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
 Take  possession  of  my  breast  ; 
 
 (443) 
 
553  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
 And  without  a  rival  reign. 
 
 4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
 Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer ; 
 
 Be  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
 Lead" me  to  my  journey's  end. 
 
 5  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
 Ev'ry  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
 Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
 
 Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 
 
 MEETINGS    FOR    THE    SPREAD 
 OF    THE    GOSPEL. 
 
 MONTHLY    CONCERT.* 
 
 553  L.  M. 
 
 Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 1  rpHY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word, 
 A   And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
 Assemble  round  thy  mercy-seat. 
 
 And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 
 
 2  We  consecrate  these  hours  to  thee, 
 Thy  sov'reign  mercy  to  entreat ; 
 And  feel  some  animating  hope, 
 We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet. 
 
 3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
 That  his  dominion  shall  extend, 
 Till  ev'ry  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
 And  ev'ry  knee  before  him  bend  ? 
 
 *  See  also  hymns  under  tbe  following  head. 
 
 (444) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  554, 555 
 
 4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear, 
 The  time  to  favour  Zion  come ; 
 Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
 To  call  thy  banish'd  people  home. 
 
 554  C.  M. 
 
 The  AngeVs  Flight.     Rev.  xiv.  6. 
 
 1  "TOEHOLD,  high  in  the  midst  of  heav'n, 
 J3  A  mighty  angel  flies ; 
 
 The  gospel,  grace,  and  life  are  giv'n 
 By  him  who  paid  their  price. 
 
 2  Asia  receives  the  word  of  love, 
 
 And  wonders  as  she  hears ; 
 The  day-spring,  dawning  from  above, 
 O'er  Africa  appears. 
 
 3  The  islands  of  the  sea  rejoice, 
 
 And  sing  Immanuel's  praise; 
 With  joyful  heart,  and  rapt'rous  voice, 
 They  shout  his  welcome  grace. 
 
 4  Then  let  us  shout  hosannas  too, 
 
 To  David's  princely  Son  ; 
 
 Then  let  us  to  the  nations  show 
 
 The  wonders  he  has  done. 
 
 555  L.  M. 
 
 The  same 
 
 I  rpHAT  mighty  angel,  to  whose  hand 
 !    A   The  everlasting  word  is  giv'n, 
 Waves  his  broad  wing  o'er  sea  and  land, 
 And  soaring,  cleaves  the  vault  of  heav'n 
 
 (And  say  —  shall  aught  oppose  his  flight  ?  — 
 Or  dim  with  clouds  his  flaming  scroll  ? 
 (445) 
 
"O 
 
 556, 557  spread  op  Part  II. 
 
 No!  —  not  till  truth  with  holy  light 
 Shall  visit  ev'ry  heathen  soul  : 
 
 3  Not  till  blest  peace  shall  spring  to  birth; 
 Till  hatred'  sheath  his  useless  sword; 
 Not  till  the  nations  of  the-  earth, 
 Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord. 
 
 556  S.  M. 
 
 For  all  Nations. 
 
 GOD,  to  earth  incline, 
 
 With  mercies  from  above  ; 
 And  let  thy  presence  round,  us  shine, 
 .  With  beams  of  heavenly  love. 
 
 2  Through  all  the  earth  below, 
 
 Thy  ways  of  grace  proclaim, 
 Till  distant  nations  hear  and  know 
 The  Saviour's  blessed  name. 
 
 3  Now  let  the  world  agree 
 
 One  general  voice  to  raise ; 
 Till  all  mankind  present  to  thee 
 Their  songs  of  grateful  praise  ! 
 
 4  Oh,  let  the  nations  round 
 
 Their  cheerful  powers  employ, 
 And  earth's  far  distant  coasts  resound 
 With  shouts  of  sacred  joy. 
 
 557  L.  M. 
 
 Divine  Power  invoked. 
 
 1    \  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 
 A  Put  on  thy  strength— the  nationsshakKj 
 And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
 Triumphs  of  mercv  wrought  bv  thee. 
 
 '        (446) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospsl.  558 
 
 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  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt  — 
 Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 
 But  to  each  conscience  be  apply'd 
 The  blood  that  now'd  from  Jesus'  side. 
 
 4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
 In  ev'ry  land  of  ev'ry  name  ; 
 
 Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
 And  crown  the  Saviour  —  Lord  of  all. 
 
 558  S.  M. 
 
 For  the  universal  Reign. 
 
 GREAT  Heir  of  David's  throne ! 
 Thy  royal  power  assume  ; 
 Come,  reign  in  faithful  hearts  alone, 
 Thou  blest  Redeemer,  come. 
 
 Set  up  thy  throne  of  grace 
 In  all  the  heathen's  sieht  — 
 
 Thy  kingdom  of  true  holiness  — 
 And  order  it  aright. 
 
 Now,  for  thy  promise'  sake, 
 
 O'er  earth  exalted  be  : 
 The  kingdom,  power,  and  glory  take, 
 
 Which  all  belong  to  thee. 
 
 In  zeal  for  God  and  man, 
 
 Thy  full  salvation  bring : 
 The  universal  Monarch  reign, 
 
 The  saints'  eternal  King. 
 
 (447) 
 
559,560  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 559  7s. 
 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  TJASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
 Xl  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  banish'd  grief  and  pain  ; 
 Righteousness,  and  joy  and  peace, 
 Undisturb'd  shall  ever  reign. 
 
 4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
 
 Ever  praise  his  glorious  name  ; 
 All  his  mighty  acts  record, 
 All  his  wond'rous  love  proclaim. 
 
 MISSIONARY   MEETINGS. 
 
 560  L.  M. 
 
 Missionary  Meeting. 
 
 1  \  SSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command, 
 xx  Before  thy  face, dread  King!  we  static 
 The  voice  that  marshall'd  every  star 
 
 Has  call'd  thy  people  from  afar. 
 
 2  We  meet,  throueh  distant  lands  to  spread 
 The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
 
 ♦See  also  Hymns  under  the  foregoing  head. 
 
 (443) 
 
Part  II.  THE  GOSPEL.  561 
 
 Along  the  line  —  to  ei  ther  pole  — 
 The  thunder  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 
 
 3  Our  prayers  assist  —  accept  our  praise  — 
 Our  hopes  revive  —  our  courage  raise  — 
 Our  counsels  aid  —  to  each  impart 
 
 The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 
 
 4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come, 
 Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home  1 
 From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
 To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 
 
 561  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Pentecost. 
 
 1  fl  REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
 vT  When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 
 Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
 And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 
 
 2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  ! 
 And  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save  ! 
 Furnish'd    their    tongues    with  wond'roug 
 
 words. 
 Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
 
 3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth 
 From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north ; 
 
 1     "  Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause, 
 Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross." 
 
 h  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
 Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
 To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
 And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low ! 
 
 5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
 Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdu'd; 
 
 >■    While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 
 And  hates  the  doctrines  of  the  cross. 
 2D  (449) 
 
562,563  spread  op  Part  II. 
 
 6  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  heart  subdue; 
 I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
 A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
 And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 
 
 562  L.  M.      Watts'  Hymns. 
 The  Apostles'1  Commission. 
 
 1  '  /~1  O  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
 
 vT  '  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive; 
 '  He  shall  be  saved  that  trusts  my  word, 
 'He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 
 
 2  '  I  '11  make  your  great  commission  known, 
 4  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true 
 
 'By  all  the  works  that  I  "have  done, 
 •  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
 
 3  '  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
 '  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 
 
 1  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
 
 '  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme; 
 
 4  '  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
 
 '  I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
 '  All  power  is  trusted  to  my  hands, 
 'I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend.' 
 
 5  He  spake  and  light  shone  round  bis  head, 
 On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
 They  to  the  farthest  nation  spread 
 
 The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 
 
 563  7s. 
 
 Prayer  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 ISE,  triumphant  Saviour,  rise! 
 Now  display  thy  boundless  power; 
 (450) 
 
 1  13  IS 
 
 XV  J 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  564 
 
 Bid  the  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
 Thy  all-glorioua  name  adore. 
 
 2  Now  thine  ancient  word  fulfil, 
 Through  the  earth  extend  thy  sway ; 
 Let  the  nations  know  thy  will, 
 
 Let  them  all  thy  Son  obey. 
 
 3  O!  that  heathen  lands  may  know 
 Thee,  their  Saviour,  God,  and  Friend; 
 All  to  thee  for  succour  flow, 
 
 All  on  thee  for  help  depend. 
 
 4  Grant  thy  servants  great  success, 
 While  they  wield  the  gospel  sword, 
 All  their  earnest  labours  bless  ; 
 Send  thy  Spirit  with  thy  word. 
 
 564  P.M. 
 
 Let  there  be  Light. 
 
 1  rpHOU,  whose  almighty  word, 
 J.   Chaos  and  darkness  heard. 
 
 And  took  their  flight ; 
 Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
 And  where  the  gospel  day 
 Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 
 
 "  Let  there  be  light." 
 
 2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
 On  thy  redeeming  wing, 
 
 Healing  and  sight, 
 Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
 Sight  to  the  inly  blind, 
 O  now,  to  all  mankind, 
 
 "  Let  there  be  light." 
 
 3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
 Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 
 
 Speed  forth  thy  flight ; 
 
 (451) 
 
565, 566         •  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 Move  on  the  waters'  face, 
 Bearing  the  lamps  of  grace, 
 And  in  earth's  darkest  place 
 "  Let  there  be  light." 
 
 4  Blessed  and  holy  Three, 
 Glorious  Trinity, 
 
 Love,  Wisdom,  Might, 
 Boundless  as  ocean's  tide, 
 Rolling  in  fullest  pride, 
 Through  the  world,  far  and  wide, 
 
 "  Let  there  be  light." 
 
 565  L.  M. 
 
 Prayer  for  Christ's  Kingdom. 
 lOV'REIGX  of  worlds !  display  thy  powY 
 
 *S 
 
 Be  this  thy  Zion's  favour'd  hour 
 Bid  the  bright  morning  Star  arise, 
 And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 
 
 2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
 On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains, 
 On  wilds  and  continents  unknown  ; 
 And  be  the  universe  thine  own. 
 
 3  Speak  !  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice ; 
 Speak  !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
 Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
 And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 
 
 566  L.  M.     Watts'  Psalms 
 
 The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 
 
 1  /~1  RE  AT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
 vX  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey 
 Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
 Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
 
 (452) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  567 
 
 2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands  ; 
 All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands ; 
 His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
 And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 
 
 3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
 And  treads  the  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
 His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
 Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 
 
 4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
 So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down  ; 
 His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
 Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 
 
 5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
 The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
 Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
 And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 
 
 567  7s.         Montgomery. 
 
 Glorious  Prospects. 
 
 ]H 
 
 ARK!  the  Song  of  Jubilee, 
 Loud  —  as  mighty  thunders  roar ; 
 (Jr  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 
 When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  — 
 
 2  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 
 
 God  Omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
 Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 
 Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
 
 3  Hallelujah!  —  hark  !  the  sound, 
 
 From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
 Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 
 All  creation's  harmonies! 
 
 (453) 
 
568  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 4  See  Jehovah's  banners  furl'd, 
 
 Sheath'd  his  sword  !  He  speaks— 'tis  done. 
 And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
 Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 
 
 5  He  shall  reim  from  pole  to  pole 
 
 With  illimitable  sway; 
 He  shall  reiirn,  when,  like  a  scroll. 
 Yonder  heavens  have  pass'd  away! 
 
 6  Then  the  end  —  beneath  his  rod, 
 
 Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 
 Hallelujah!  Christ  in  God, 
 God  in  Christ,  is  All  in  All. 
 
 568  L.  M. 
 
 Prayer  for  the  Jews. 
 
 1  TMSOWN'D  of  heav'n,  by  man  opprest, 
 jLJ  Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallow'd  ground, 
 Wherefore  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blest, 
 Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around. 
 
 2  Lord,  visit  thy  forsaken  race, 
 
 Back  to  thy  fold  the  wand'rers  bring; 
 Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
 And  hail  in  Christ  their  promis'd  King. 
 
 3  The  veil  of  darknes*  rend  in  twain, 
 Which  hides  their  S/riloh's  glorious  light ; 
 The  sever'd  olive-branch  again 
 
 Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 
 
 4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long  ! 
 When  Jew  and  Greek  one  pray'r  shall  pour 
 With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng, 
 With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 
 
 (454) 
 
•Part  II.  the  gospel.  569, 570 
 
 569  L.  M.  Hyde. 
 
 The  Restoration  of  Israel. 
 
 1  rpHE  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 
 JL  Reserv'd  for  faithful  Abra'm's  race; 
 His  love  their  wand'rings  shall  restore, 
 And  guide  them  that  they  stray  no  more. 
 
 2  Israel !  't  is  thine  accepted  day, 
 
 Thy  God  himself  prepares  the  way ;  — 
 Behold  his  ensign  from  afar  — 
 Behold  the  light  of  Jacob's  star 
 
 3  That  star  Which  once  on  Bethle'm  rose, 
 A  token  on  thy  mountain  glows  ; 
 
 The  morn  of  earth's  blest  jubilee 
 Sheds  its  sweet  early  light  on  thee. 
 
 4  And  thou,  who  once  on' Israel's  ground, 
 A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found, 
 Redeemer,  on  thy  heav'nly  throne, 
 Still  call  that  ancient  church  thine  own. 
 
 5  Bid  her  departed  light  return, 
 
 Thy  holy  splendour  round  her  burn ;  — 
 From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 
 A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 
 
 570  C.  M.       Montgomery. 
 The  same  subject. 
 
 1  "p|AUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
 U  Exalt  thy  fallen  head ; 
 
 Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust; 
 He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 
 
 2  Awake  —  awake !  —  put  on  thy  strength, 
 
 Thy  beautiful  array; 
 The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
 The  Lord's  appointed  day. 
 
 (455) 
 
571  spread  of  Part  II 
 
 3  Rebuild  thy  walls  —  thy  bounds  enlarge, 
 
 And  send  thy  heralds  forth; 
 Say  to  the  south  —  "  Give  up  thy  charge, 
 "  And  keep  not  back,  O  north  !  " 
 
 4  They  come  !  they  come  !  thine  exiled  bands 
 
 Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
 Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
 And  hasten  to  their  home. 
 
 5  Thus,  though  the  world  at  last  shall  burn, 
 
 And  God  his  works  destroy, 
 With  songs  thy  ransom'd  shall  return. 
 And  everlasting  joy. 
 
 571  L.  M. 
 
 Setting  apart  of  Missionaries. 
 
 1  TNDULGENT  God,  to  thee  we  pray ; 
 A  Be  with  us  on  this  solemn  day  ; 
 Our  brethren  bless,  their  zeal  approve, 
 That  zeal  which  burns  to  spread  thy  love. 
 
 2  With  cheerful  steps  may  they  proceed, 
 Where'er  thy  providence  shall  lead  : 
 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  their  work  befriend, 
 And  mercy  all  their  paths  attend. 
 
 3  Let  numerous,  solemn  crowds  be  found, 
 Anxious  to  hear  the  gospel  sound  ; 
 And  rude  barbarians,  bond  and  free, 
 In  suppliant  throngs,  resort  to  thee. 
 
 4  Where  pagan  altars  now  are  built, 
 And  brutal  blood,  or  human,  spilt, 
 There  may  the  bleeding  cross  be  rear'd, 
 And  God,  our  God,  alone  rever'd. 
 
 (456) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  572, 573 
 
 572  CM. 
 
 For  the  same  occasion. 
 
 i  1  /'l  O,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim^ 
 '     VT  Ye  messengers  of  God; 
 Go,  publish  in  Iminanuel's  name 
 Salvation  thro'  his  blood. 
 
 2  What  tho'  your  arduous  track  may  lie 
 
 Through  regions  dark  as  death  ; 
 What  tho'  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
 Perils  beset  your  path ; 
 
 3  Yet,  with  determined  courage,  go, 
 
 And,  arm'd  with  power  divine, 
 Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow, 
 And  on  your  labours  shine. 
 
 4  He  who  has  call'd  you  to  the  war, 
 
 Will  recompense  your  pains  ; 
 Before  Messiah's  conquering  car 
 Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 
 
 5  Shrink  not,  tho'  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
 
 But  plead  your  Master's  cause  ; 
 Nor  doubt  that  all  your  mighty  foes 
 Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 
 
 573  L.  M. 
 
 Charge  to  Missionaries. 
 1  "V7"E  Christian  heroes,  go,  proclaim 
 X.    Salvation  in  Immanuel's  name; 
 
 1  To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
 And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 
 
 2  He  '11  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
 1    With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire ; 
 
 (457) 
 
574, 575  spread  op  Part  II. 
 
 Bid  racing  winds  their  fury  cease, 
 And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 
 
 3  And  when  our  labours  all  are  o'er, 
 Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more ; 
 Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall, 
 And  crown  our  Jesus  —  Lord  of  all. 
 
 574  C.  M. 
 
 Missionaries  encouraged. 
 
 1  TTARK!  'tis  the  Prophet  of  the  skies 
 -LJ.  Proclaims  redemption  near; 
 The  night  of  death  and  bondage  flies, 
 
 The  "dawning  tints  appear. 
 
 2  Zion,  from  deepest  shades  of  gloom, 
 
 Awakes  to  glorious  day ; 
 Her  desert  wastes  with  verdure  bloom, 
 Her  shadows  flee  away. 
 
 3  The  glad'ning  news,  convey'd  afar, 
 
 Remotest  nations  hear ; 
 To  welcome  Judah's  rising  Star 
 The  ransom'd  tribes  appear. 
 
 4  Fair  Lebanon  shall  hear  his  voice, 
 
 And  lands  where  Jordan  flows, 
 With  Sharon's  desert  shall  rejoice, 
 And  blossom  as  the  rose. 
 
 575  L.  M. 
 
 Missionaries  prayed  for. 
 "ARK'D  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
 
 'M 
 
 This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes, 
 That  Heathen  lands  the  Lord  shall  know. 
 And,  warm  with  faith,  each  bosom  glow. 
 (458) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  576 
 
 2  E'en  now  the  hallow'd  scenes  appear ! 
 E'en  now  unfolds  the  promised  year! 
 Lo!  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace. 
 And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 
 
 3  'Mid  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
 Where  Pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns, 
 Lord,  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
 Strengthen  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view, 
 
 4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
 Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail ; 
 Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
 
 And  onward  urge  their  conquering  way. 
 
 576  CM.  Lawson. 
 
 Missionaries  commended  lo  God. 
 
 1  T7ATHER  of  mercies  !  condescend 
 J.    To  hear  our  fervent  prayer, 
 While  this  our  brother  we  commend 
 
 To  thy  paternal  care. 
 
 2  Before  him  set  an  open  door, 
 
 His  various  efforts  bless ; 
 On  him  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
 And  crown  him  with  success. 
 
 3  Endow  him  with  a  heavenly  mind, 
 
 Supply  his  every  need ; 
 Make  him  in  spirit  meek,  resign'd  — 
 But  bold  in  word  and  deed. 
 
 4  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 
 
 Uphold  him  by  thy  grace ; 
 And  guard  him  by  thy  mighty  power, 
 Till  he  shall  end  his  race^ 
 
 5  Then,  follow'd  by  a  numerous  train, 
 
 Gather'd  from  heathen  lands, 
 
 C459) 
 
577,578  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 A  crown  of  life  may  he  obtain 
 From  his  Redeemer's  hands. 
 
 577  S.  M. 
 Departure  of  Missionaries. 
 
 1  ~VTE  messengers  of  Christ, 
 
 J.    His  sovereign  voice  obey ; 
 Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
 And  peace  attend  your  way! 
 
 2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 
 
 Will  needful  strength  bestow; 
 Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
 With  sacred  courage  —  go. 
 
 3  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame; 
 
 Go,  tell  his  matchless  grace ; 
 Proclaim  salvation  full  and  free 
 To  Adam's  guilty  race. 
 
 4  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
 
 And  hellln  vain  oppose; 
 The  cause  is  God's  —  and  will  prevail, 
 In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 
 
 5  We  wish  you  in  his  name 
 
 The  most  divine  success; 
 Assur'd  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
 Will  your  endeavours  bless. 
 
 578  P.M.         S.F.Smith. 
 
 A  Missionary' s  Farewell. 
 
 1  "T7"ES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee, 
 JL  All  thy  scenes  T  love  them  well, 
 Friends,  connexions,  happy  country  ! 
 
 Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 
 Can  I  leave  you, 
 Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 
 
 (460) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  578 
 
 2  Home!  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely ; 
 
 Joys  no  stranger  heart  can  tell ! 
 Happy  home  !  'tis  sure  I  love  thee  ' 
 
 Can  I  —  can  I  say  —  Farewell  ? 
 Can  I  leave  thee, 
 Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 
 
 3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 
 
 Holy  days  and  Sabbath-bell,* 
 Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure ! 
 
 Can  I  say  a  last  farewell? 
 Can  I  leave  you, 
 Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell? 
 
 4  Yes  !  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 
 
 From  the  scene  I  loved  so  well  1 
 Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me  ; 
 
 Lovely  native  land,  farewell  I 
 Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
 Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 
 
 5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labour, 
 
 On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 
 How  he  died  —  the  blessed  S#viour  — 
 
 To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 
 Let  me  hasten, 
 Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 
 
 6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ; 
 
 Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell  — 
 Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
 
 While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 
 Glad  I  bid^thee, 
 Native  land  !  —  Farewell  —  Farewell ! 
 
 *  It  were  to  be  wished  that  we  could  invariably 
 use  the  New  Testament  name,  for  the  first  day  of 
 the  week  —  "The  Lord's  Day,"  instead  of  the 
 Jewish  name,  which  was  given  to  the  seventh  day. 
 The  Lord's  Day  is  a  more  interesting  day,  than 
 the  Jewish  Sabbath,  or  day  of  rest. 
 
 (461) 
 
579, 580  spread  of  Part  II 
 
 579  L.  M.  Kelly. 
 Sing  unto  the  Lord. 
 
 1  TTARK  !  how  the  distant  nations  sing, 
 XX  The  mountains  and  the  valleys  ring ; 
 And  while  they  welcome  Jacob's  star, 
 With  joy  we  listen  from  afar. 
 
 2  'Tis  Jacob's  star  that  sheds  its  light 
 On  lands  till  now  involved  in  night, 
 And  gives  the  promise  of  a  day, 
 Whose  glories  never  fade  a  nay. 
 
 3  For  joy  of  this,  the  people  sing  ; 
 For  joy  of  this,  the  mountains  ring; 
 A  cheerful  and  a  blessed  sound, 
 
 'Twill  spread,  ere  long,  the  world  around. 
 
 4  A  day  of  promise  such  as  this 
 The  cause  of  joy  and  wonder  is  ; 
 We  wonder,  and  we  praise  the  Lord, 
 We  own  the  triumphs  of  his  word. 
 
 5  The  God  of^Israel  glorious  is, 
 
 The  kingdom  and  the  power  are  his  ; 
 While  foes,  ere  Ion?,  must  own  his  claim, 
 His  friends  shall  triumph  in  his  name. 
 
 580  7  &  6.  Heber. 
 
 Missionanj  Hymn. 
 
 1  T?R0>1  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
 X    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. 
 
 (462) 
 
Part  II.  THE  GOSPEL.  581 
 
 2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
 
 Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
 Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 
 
 And  only  man  is  vile  ! 
 In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 
 
 The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
 The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 
 
 Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
 
 3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 
 
 By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
 Shall  we  to  man  benighted 
 
 The  light  of  life  deny  ? 
 Salvation  !  O  !  salvation  ! 
 
 The  joyful  sound  proclaim  ; 
 Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
 
 Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 
 
 4  Waft,  waft  ye  winds,  his  story, 
 
 And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
 Till  like  a  sea  of  glory, 
 
 It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole; 
 Till  o'er  our  ransom 'd  nature,  . 
 
 The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain,  ' 
 Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
 
 In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 
 
 581  12  &  9. 
 
 Mission  to  Palestine. 
 
 1  HPHEY  have  gone  to  the  land  where  the  patri- 
 X         archs  rest, 
 
 Where  the  bones  of  the  prophets  are  laid, 
 Where  the  chosen  of  Israel  the  promise  possess'd, 
 
 And  Jehovah  his  wonders  display'd  ; 
 To  the  land  where  the  Saviour  of  sinners  once 
 trod. 
 Where  he  labour'd,  and  languish'd,  and  bled  ; 
 Where  he  triumph'd  o'er  death,  and  ascended 
 to  God, 
 As  he  captive  captivity  led. 
 
 (463) 
 
582  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 2  They  have  gone  to  the  land  where  the  gospel's 
 glad  sound, 
 Sweetly  tuned  by  the  angels  above, 
 Was  re-echo'd  on  earib,  through  the  regions 
 around. 
 In  accents  of  heavenly  love  ; 
 Where  the  Spirit  descended  in  tokens  of  flame, 
 
 The  rich  gifts  of  his  grace  to  reveal ; 
 Where  apostles  wrought  signs  in  Immanuel'i 
 name. 
 The  truth  of  their  mission  to  seal. 
 They  have  gone— O,  thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  ■ 
 have  gone, 
 The  glad  mission  in  love  to  restore  ; 
 Thou   wilt  not  forsake  them,  nor  leave  them 
 alone ; 
 Thy  blessing  we  humbly  implore. 
 Thy  blessing  go  with  them — O,  be  thou  theii 
 shield, 
 From  the  shafts  of  the  fowler  that  fly ; 
 
 0  Saviour  of  sinners,  thine  arm  be  reveal'd 
 In  mercy,  in  might,  from  on  high. 
 
 582  L.  M.    6  lines. 
 
 The  Missionary1  s  Farewell. 
 
 1  T?  ARE  WELL,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord! 
 X?   The  gospel  sounds  the  Jubilee ; 
 
 My  tongue  shall  bear  the  news  abroad, 
 
 From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea ; 
 And,  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
 
 1  '11  trust  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 
 
 2  Farewell !  —  in  bonds  of  union  dear, 
 
 Like  strings  you  twine  about  ray  heart; 
 I  humbly  beg  your  earnest  prayer, 
 
 Till  we  shall  meet  no  more  to  part ; 
 Till  we  shall  meet  in  worlds  above, 
 Encircled  in  eternal  love. 
 
 3  Farewell,  my  earthly  friends  below! 
 
 Though  all  so  kind  and  dear  to  me ; 
 (464) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  583 
 
 My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go, 
 To  sound  the  gospel  jubilee  ; 
 To  bear  the  joy-inspiring  news 
 To  Gentile  worlds  and  blinded  Jews. 
 
 4  Farewell,  dear  people,  one  and  all !  — 
 
 While  God  the  breath  of  life  shall  give, 
 I  hope  on  him  in  prayer  to  call, 
 
 That  your  dear  souls  in  Christ  may  live ; 
 That  your  dear  souls  prepar'd  may  be, 
 To  reign  in  bliss  eternally. 
 
 5  Farewell,  to  all  below  the  sun, 
 
 And  as  I  journey  here  below, 
 The  path  is  strait  my  feet  must  run, 
 
 And  God  will  keep  me  as  I  go  ; 
 Will  guard  me  by  his  pow'rful  hand, 
 And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 
 
 5  Farewell !  farewell !  —  I  look  above  ; 
 
 Jesus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call ! 
 
 Be  thou  my  joy,  my  crown,  my  love, 
 
 My  safeguard  and  my  heavenly  all : 
 My  theme  till  life  shall  close,  and  then 
 '  My  only  hope  in  death  —  amen  ! 
 
 .83  7s. 
 
 The  Latter  Bay. 
 
 .  "  f~^  IVE  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 
 ,jr  Zion's  children  cry  aloud  : 
 See  their  numbers  —  how  they  swell ! 
 How  they  gather  like  a  cloud  ! 
 
 Oh  how  bright  the  morning  seems  ! 
 
 Brighter  from  so  dark  a  night : 
 Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
 
 Fill'd  with  wonder  and  delight. 
 2  E  (465) 
 
584, 585  spread  of  Part  II. 
 
 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  1 
 
 These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine  ; 
 
 Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 
 
 584  P.  M.  Kelly. 
 Glory  of  the  Latter  Day. 
 
 1  TTARK  !  a  cry  among  the  nations  — 
 XX  "Come,  and  let  us  seek  the  Lord! 
 "Vain  our  former  expectations: 
 
 "Vain  the  idols  we  adored: 
 "  Zion's  King  is  God  alone, 
 "  Let  us  bow  before  his  throne." 
 
 2  See  !  from  ev'ry  quarter  flowing, 
 
 Joyful  crowds  assemble  round! 
 Love  in  ev'ry  heart  is  glowing, 
 
 Praise  is  heard  in  ev'ry  sound. 
 While  Jehovah  shows  his  face, 
 Glory  fills  the  sacred  place. 
 
 3  Weapons,  meant  for  mutual  slaughter, 
 
 Now  are  instruments  of  peace: 
 They  who  taste  the  living  water, 
 
 Learn  from  war  and  strife  to  cease. 
 Jesus  reigns  !   the  earth  is  still ! 
 All  the  nations  do  his  will ! 
 
 585  7s.     Double.        Bowring 
 
 Traveller  and  Watchman.   A  Dialogue. 
 
 1  TTTATCHMAN  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
 
 VV    What  its  signs  of  promise  are.  — 
 
 (466) 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  586 
 
 Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 
 See  that  glory- beaming  star!  — 
 
 Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
 Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ?  — 
 
 Traveller!  yes;  it  brings  the  day — 
 Promis'd  day  of  Israel. 
 
 2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
 
 Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. — 
 Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 
 
 Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends! 
 Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 
 
 Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth !  — 
 Traveller !  ages  are  its  own, 
 
 See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 
 
 3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
 
 For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn.  — 
 ;    Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 
 
 Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn.  — 
 |    Watchman  !  let  thy  wand'rings  cease  ; 
 
 Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home.  — 
 Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
 
 Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 
 
 ASSOCIATIONS. 
 
 586  L.  M.  B.  Francis. 
 
 Abounding  in  the  LoroVs  Work. 
 
 BEFORE  thy  throne,  eternal  King, 
 Thy  ministers  their  tribute  bring  ; 
 Their  tribute  of  united  praise, 
 For  heavenly  news  and  peaceful  days. 
 
 *  Other  Hymns  suitable  to  occasions  of  this  sort, 
 aay  be  found  in  Part  I.,  under  the  heads  "  Chris- 
 ian  Church,"  and  "  Church  Fellowship." 
 
 (467) 
 
587  spread  of  Part  II 
 
 2  We  sing  the  conquests  of  thy  sword, 
 And  publish  loud  thy  healing  word  ; 
 While  angels  sound  thy  glorious  name, 
 Thy  saving  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 
 
 3  Nor  can  the  angels  ever  raise 
 With  us,  an  equal  song  of  praise: 
 They  are  the  noblest  work  of  God, 
 But  we,  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 
 
 4  Still  in  thy  work  would  we  abound; 
 Still  prune  the  vine,  or  plough  the  ground ; 
 Thy  sheep  with  wholesome  pasture  feed, 
 And  watch  them  with  unwearied  heed. 
 
 5  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life,  our  Jove, 
 Our  care  below,  our  crown  above  ; 
 Thy  praise  shall  be  our  best  employ, 
 Thy  presence  our  eternal  joy. 
 
 587  L.  M. 
 
 United  hearts  and  counsels. 
 
 AIL,  brethren !  while  together  met, 
 Welcome  your  counsels  and  your  pray 
 ers: 
 May  kindred  objects  love  beget, 
 And  love  disperse  our  anxious  cares. 
 
 2  May  ev'ry  heart  with  thanks  abound, 
 And  courage  take  from  mutual  aims  ; 
 May  Zion's  interests  dear  be  found 
 To  ev'ry  breast  which  truth  inflames. 
 
 3  Here  may  the  cause  of  Christ  employ 
 Our  willing  hearts  and  faithful  hands: 
 And  all  our  powers  engage  with  joy, 
 To  break  the  tempter's  fatal  bands. 
 
 (468) 
 
 *H 
 
Part  II.  the  gospel.  588,589 
 
 4  May  holy  zeal  our  souls  inspire, 
 And  self  in  noble  deeds  be  lost  — 
 Christ  and  his  cross  our  bosoms  fire, 
 Glory  to  God  our  only  boast. 
 
 5  O  Lord,  thy  blessings  we  implore ; 
 On  this  alone,  our  hope  relies; 
 Grant  us  but  this,  we  ask  no  more, 
 No  richer  boon  beneath  the  skies. 
 
 588  S.M.      D wight;  alt'd. 
 
 The  Kingdom  of  God. 
 
 1  T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
 J_  The  house  of  thine  abode, 
 The  Church,  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
 With  his  own  precious  blood. 
 
 I  Beyond  my  highest  joy 
 
 I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
 Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
 Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 
 
 }  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  King: 
 Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
 Shall  great  deliv'rance  bring, 
 t  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
 To  Zion  shall  be  given. 
 The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
 And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 
 
 »89  S.  M.        Watts' ;  alt'd. 
 
 Security  of  the  Church. 
 
 H 
 
 OW  honour'd  is  the  place, 
 Where  we  adoring  stand, 
 
 (469) 
 
590  spread  of  Part  II 
 
 Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
 And  beauty  of  the  land ! 
 
 2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 
 
 The  city  where  we  dwell, 
 While  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
 Defy  the  assaults  of  hell. 
 
 3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates, 
 
 The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
 Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
 The  statutes  of  our  King. 
 
 4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 
 
 And  live  in  perfect  peace;  — 
 You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
 And  ventured  on  his  grace. 
 
 5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 
 
 And  banish  all  your  fears; 
 Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
 Eternal  as  his  years. 
 
 590  P.M.     Rippon'sSelec 
 
 Increase  of  Christ's  Kingdom* 
 
 1  \  LL  hail,  incarnate  God! 
 A  The  wond'rous  things  foretold 
 
 Of  thee  in  sacred  writ, 
 
 With  joy  our  eyes  behold: 
 Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
 And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 
 
 2  To  thee  the  hoary  head 
 Its  silver  honours  pays, 
 
 To  thee  the  blooming  youth 
 
 *  For  a  season  of  coldness  in  the  churches,  se 
 Part  I.,  under  the  head  "  Declension  Lamented.' 
 
 (470) 
 
Part  II.  THE  GOSPEL.  591 
 
 Devotes  his  brightest  days  ; 
 And  every  age  their  tribute  bring. 
 And  bow  to  thee,  all-conquering  King. 
 
 3  O  haste,  victorious  Prince, 
 That  happy,  glorious  day, 
 When  souls,  like  drops  of  dew, 
 Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway: 
 
 O  may  it  bless  our  longing  eyes, 
 And  bear  our  shouts  beyond  the  skies. 
 
 4  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
 Eternal  be  thy  reign ; 
 Behold  the  nations  sue 
 To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 
 
 When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more, 
 Thy  throne  shall  stand  for  ever  sure. 
 
 591  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Christ" s  Universal  Dominion. 
 
 1  TTAIL  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace  ! 
 XI  Who  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell; 
 The  boundless  world  unseen  is  his, 
 
 And  sovereign  power  becomes  him  well. 
 
 2  In  shame  and  suffering  once  he  died ;  — 
 
 But  now  he  lives  for  evermore  ; 
 Bow  down,  ye  saints,  around  his  seat, 
 And,  all  ye  angel- bands,  adore. 
 
 3  So  live  for  ever,  glorious  Lord, 
 
 To  crush  thy  foes — and  guard  thy  friends  ; 
 While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice, 
 That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 
 
 4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 
 
 Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love ; 
 
 (471) 
 
592, 593  ordinations.  Part  IL 
 
 Worthy  to  rule  o'er  mortal  life, 
 O'er  worlds  below  —  and  worlds  above. 
 
 592  C.  M.  Logan. 
 
 The  Glory  of  the  Latter-Bay. 
 
 1  TVEHOLD !  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
 _D  In  latter  days  shall  rise 
 
 Above  the  mountains  and  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  say, 
 "  And  to  his  House,  we  'II  go." 
 
 3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Zion'e  hill 
 
 Shall  lighten  every  land  : 
 The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion'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  Come  then,  O  !  come  from  every  land, 
 
 To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
 And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
 With  holy  beauties  shine. 
 
 ORDINATIONS. 
 
 593  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Institution  of  a  Gospel  Ministry. 
 
 Eph.  iv.  8,  11,  12. 
 
 1  T^ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
 
 JC    Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows; 
 
 (472) 
 
Part  II.  ordinations.  594 
 
 While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
 These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 
 
 i  2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
 In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
 Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
 And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 
 
 3  Hence  sprung  th'  Apostles'  honour'd  name, 
 Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 
 
 In  lowlier  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
 Pastors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rise. 
 
 4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
 Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun ; 
 While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
 Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 
 
 5  Jesus  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know, 
 The  spring  whence  all  their  blessings  flow; 
 Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise 
 Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 
 
 594  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Isaiatis  Obedience.     Isa.  vi.  8. 
 
 ]0 
 
 UR  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne, 
 Array'd  in  majesty  unknown  ; 
 His  lustre  all  the  temple  fills, 
 And  spreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills: 
 
 2  The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
 By  all  the  Seraphim  ador'd, 
 
 And,  while  they  stand  beneath  his  seat, 
 They  veil  their  faces  and  their  feet. 
 
 3  Lord,  how  can  sinful  lips  proclaim 
 The  honours  of  so  great  a  name  ? 
 
 (473) 
 
595,596  ordinations.  Part  II. 
 
 O  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
 To  touch  his  lips,  to  tire  his  soul ! 
 
 4  Then  if  a  messenger  thou  ask, 
 A  labourer  for  the  hardest  task, 
 Through  all  his  weakness  and  his  fear, 
 Love  shall  reply  '  Thy  servant's  here.' 
 
 [See  Parti.  302.  "  How  beauteous  are  their  feet."} 
 
 595  L.  M.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 Before  or  after  Ordination. 
 
 1  "f  TTITH  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
 
 VV     Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend ; 
 His  person  bless,  his  soul  secure, 
 And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 
 
 2  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace  ; 
 Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace  ; 
 Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
 And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 
 
 3  Before  him  thy  protection  send  ; 
 O  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end  ! 
 Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
 Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 
 
 4  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  his  heart ; 
 In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert ; 
 That  thousands  yet  unborn  may  praise 
 The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
 
 596  7s.  Hammond. 
 
 After  the  Charge. 
 
 'W 
 
 OULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God? 
 Tell  him  of  the  Saviour's  blood ; 
 (474) 
 
Part  II.  ordinations.  597 
 
 Say  how,  Jesus'  bowels  move ; 
 Tell  him  of  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
 From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side ; 
 How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crown'd, 
 And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drown'd. 
 
 3  Tell  him  how  he  suffer'd  death, 
 Freely  yielded  up  his  breath, 
 Died,  and  rose  to  intercede, 
 As  our  Advocate  and  Head. 
 
 4  Tell  him  of  that  liberty, 
 Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free  ; 
 Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven, 
 Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 
 
 597  S.  M. 
 
 The  Minister's  earnest  Desire. 
 
 1  "  T  THE  good  fight  have  fought," 
 
 JL  O  when  shall  I  declare! 
 
 The  vict'ry  by  my  Saviour  got, 
 
 I  long  with  Paul  to  share. 
 
 2  O  may  I  triumph  so, 
 
 When  all  my  warfare's  past ; 
 And  dying,  find  my  latest  foe 
 Under  my  feet  at  last ! 
 
 3  This  blessed  word  be  mine. 
 
 Just  as  the  port  is  gain'd  ; 
 "  Kept  by  the  power  of  grace  divine, 
 "  I  have  the  faith  maintain'd." 
 
 4  By  faith,  O  may  I  see, 
 
 (When  I  my  charge  lay  down) 
 
 (475) 
 
598  ordinations.  Part  II. 
 
 Henceforth,  reserved  in  taeav'n  for  me, 
 The  never-fading  crown. 
 
 598  C.  M.         J.  B.  Cook. 
 
 At  the  Ordination  of  a  Deacon. 
 
 1  TTP  to  thy  throne,  O  God  of  love, 
 U   We  now  would  lift  our  eyes  : 
 Grant  us  thy  presence  from  above, 
 
 And  hear  our  earnest  cries. 
 
 2  Upon  thy  servant*  call'd  to  fill 
 
 This  sacred,  honour'd  trust, 
 O  may  thy  Spirit's  grace  distil, 
 And  make  him  wise  and  just. 
 
 3  Help  him  thy  table,  Lord,  to  spread, 
 
 In  memory  of  that  night, 
 When  powers  of  darkness  at  thy  head 
 Aim'd  their  malignant  spite. 
 
 4  By  faith,  and  prayer,  may  he  uphold 
 
 His  faithful  pastor's  hands, 
 
 And  to  his  temporal  wants  afford 
 
 Such  aid  as  God  commands. 
 
 5  Thy  poor,  the  objects  of  thy  love, 
 
 Who  want  and  famine  dread, 
 O  may  his  bowels  towards  them  move, 
 To  find  supplies  of  bread! 
 
 6  Thus  may  he  use  his  office  well, 
 
 And  to  himself  procure 
 Great  boldness  in  the  Christian  faith, 
 And  find  the  promise  sure. 
 
 *  If  requisite,  the  plural  may  be  used  throughout. 
 
 rougni 
 (476) 
 
Part  II.  ordinations.  599, 600 
 
 599  S.  M.         J.  B.  Cook. 
 
 Deacon  prayed  for. 
 
 1  f\  !  HELP  thy  servant,  Lord, 
 \J  Who  as  a  pillar  stands, 
 Within  thy  house,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
 
 And  strength  afford  his  hands. 
 
 2  In  every  time  of  need, 
 
 When  faith  begins  to  faint, 
 Support  him  by  thy  power,  and  cheer 
 Thy  feeble,  drooping  saint. 
 
 3  Help  him  his  course  to  run, 
 
 With  diligence  and  love, 
 And  when  his  earthly  toils  are  done 
 Crown  him  in  heaven  above. 
 
 4  And  may  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
 
 Upon  us  all  descend, 
 That  we  may  here  obey  thy  word, 
 And  meet  a  peaceful  end. 
 
 600  S.  M. 
 
 For  Minister  or  Deacon. 
 
 1  "D ISE,  gracious  God  !  and  shine 
 XV  In  all  thy  saving  might ; 
 Now  prosper  every  good  design 
 
 To  spread  thy  glorious  light. 
 
 2  Oh  bring  the  nations  near, 
 
 That  they  may  sing  thy  praise  ; 
 Thy  word  let  all  the  people  hear, 
 And  learn  thy  holy  ways. 
 
 (477) 
 
601  opening  Part  II. 
 
 3  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power ! 
 All  nations  then  will  see ; 
 And  earth  present  her  grateful  store 
 In  converts  born  to  thee. 
 
 OPENING   MEETING-HOUSES. 
 
 601  C.  M. 
 
 On  Opening  a  Place  of  Worship. 
 
 1  f\  REAT  Sovereign  of  the  earth  and  sky, 
 vT  And  Lord  of  all  below, 
 
 Before  thy  glorious  majesty- 
 Ten  thousand  seraphs  bow. 
 
 2  Behold,  a  building  raised  for  thee ! 
 
 O  meet  thy  people  here; 
 Here,  O  thou  King  of  saints,  reside, 
 And  in  thy  church  appear. 
 
 3  Within  these  walls,  let  holy  peace 
 
 And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
 Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
 The  wounded  spirit  heal. 
 
 4  Here,  may  salvation  be  proclaim'd, 
 
 By  thy  most  precious  blood, 
 And  sinners  know  the  joyful  sound, 
 And  own  the  Saviour,  God. 
 
 5  Here  may  a  numerous  crowd  arise, 
 
 To  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
 Here  may  their  songs  salute  the  skies, 
 To  ages  yet  unborn. 
 
 (478) 
 
Part  II.         MEETING  HOUSES.        602, 603 
 
 602  L.  M.       Montgomery. 
 
 The  same. 
 
 1  TTERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
 
 JJl  We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee  ; 
 Oh  choose  it  for  thy  fix'd  abode, 
 And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 
 
 2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
 
 And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
 Hear,  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
 And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 
 
 3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
 
 The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
 Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
 Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 
 
 4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song 
 
 Hosanna  !  to  their  heavenly  King, 
 Let  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong, 
 Hosanna !  let  the  angels  sing. 
 
 5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart ! 
 
 Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone; 
 Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 
 In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 
 
 603  P.  M.  Francis. 
 
 The  same. 
 
 1  /"I  RE  AT  King  of  glory,  come, 
 vJT  And  with  thy  favour  crown 
 This  building  as  thy  home, 
 This  people  as  thy  own. 
 Beneath  this  roof,  oh !  deign  to  show 
 How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 
 (479) 
 
604  for  the  youth.        Part  II. 
 
 2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
 
 Our  interceding  cries, 
 And  grateful  praise  ascend. 
 
 Like  incense,  to  the  skies: 
 Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
 
 And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 
 
 3  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 
 
 And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
 And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 
 
 Through  long  succeeding  days; 
 Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
 While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 
 
 4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 
 
 Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love; 
 Here  Christians  join  the  song 
 
 Of  seraphim  above : 
 Till  all  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
 Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 
 
 FOR    THE    YOUTH. 
 
 604  S.  M. 
 
 Prayer  for  Youth. 
 
 1  pi  REAT  God  !  with  heart  and  tongue, 
 vX  For  all  our  youth  we  pray  ; 
 
 O  may  they  learn,  while  they  are  young, 
 To  walk  in  wisdoms  way! 
 
 2  Now,  in  their  early  days. 
 
 Teach  them  thy  will  to  know; 
 O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
 On  every  heart "  bestow ! 
 
 (480) 
 
Part  II.  FOR   THE   YOUTH.  605 
 
 3  Make  their  defenceless  youth 
 
 The  object  of  thy  care  ; 
 Cause  them  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
 And  fly  from  every  snare. 
 
 4  Their  hearts,  to  folly  prone, 
 
 Renew  by  power  divine  ; 
 Unite  them  to  thyself  alone, 
 And  make  them  wholly  thine. 
 
 5  Lord,  let  thy  sacred  word 
 
 Their  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
 There  let  them  daily  find  the  road 
 Which  leads  to  endless  joy. 
 
 605  CM.  Cowper. 
 
 Young  Persons  entreated. 
 
 1  "DESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 
 ±J  The  gift  of  saving  grace; 
 
 And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
 Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 
 
 2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 
 
 Of  pure  and  heavenly  root ; 
 
 But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 
 
 And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 
 
 3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes 
 
 The  voice  of  sovereign  love  ! 
 Your  youth  is  stain'd  with  many  crimes, 
 But  mercy  reigns  above. 
 
 4  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made ; 
 
 O  join  the  public  prayer! 
 For  you  the  secret  tear  is  sjied ; 
 O !  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
 2F  (481) 
 
606, 607      for  the  youth.       Part  II. 
 
 5  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove, 
 
 The  Spirit's  power  to  teach ; 
 
 You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 
 
 That  Jesus  whom  we  preach. 
 
 606  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 Youth  invited. 
 
 1  "\7"E  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 
 
 JL    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
 And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
 A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 
 
 2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
 
 Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
 And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
 Your  friendship  to  pursue. 
 
 3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 
 
 "  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
 "  And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
 "  Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 
 
 4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
 
 If  once  compared  with  thee? 
 What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
 Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 
 
 5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 
 
 Vain  tempters  of  the  mind! 
 'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice  ; 
 For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 
 
 607  S.  M.  Fawcett. 
 How  shall  a  Young  Man  cleanse  his  way  t 
 
 "W 
 
 ITII  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
 My  God,  to  thee  I  pray; 
 
 (482) 
 
Part  II.  FOR   THE   YOUTH.  608 
 
 O  make  me  learn,  while  I  am  young, 
 How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 
 
 2  Now,  in  my  early  days, 
 Teach  me  thy  will  to  know  : 
 
 O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
 Betimes  on  me  bestow. 
 
 3  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
 The  object  of  thy  care ; 
 
 Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
 And  fly  from  every  snare. 
 
 4  O  let  the  word  of  grace 
 
 My  warmest  thoughts  employ ; 
 Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
 My  treasure  and  my  joy. 
 
 5  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
 Be  my  whole  soul  inclin'd, 
 
 O  let  them  dwell  within  ray  heart, 
 And  sanctify  my  mind. 
 
 6  May  thy  young  servant  learn 
 By  these  to  cleanse  his  way ; 
 
 And  may  I  here  the  path  discern 
 That  leads  to  endless  day. 
 
 608  S.  M.    Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Intercession  for  Children. 
 
 1  (T\  REAT  God,  now  condescend 
 vT  To  bless  our  rising  race; 
 
 Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
 To  thy  victorious  grace  ! 
 
 2  O  what  a  vast  delight 
 Their  happiness  to  see  ! 
 
 Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
 To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 
 
 (433) 
 
609  for  the  youth.        Part  II. 
 
 3  Dear  Lord,  thy  Spirit  pour 
 Upon  our  infant  seed  ; 
 
 O  bring  tlie  long'd-for  happy  hour 
 That  makes  them  thine  indeed. 
 
 4  May  they  receive  thy  word, 
 Confess  the  Saviour's  name, 
 
 Then  follow  their  despised  Lord 
 Through  the  baptismal  stream. 
 
 5  Thus  let  our  favour'd  race 
 Surround  thy  sacred  board, 
 
 There  to  adore  thy  sov'reign  grace, 
 And  sing  their  dying  Lord. 
 
 609  C.  M. 
 
 "  Remember  ?iow  thy  Creator." 
 
 1  r\U  !  in  the  morn  of  life,  while  youth 
 \J  With  vital  ardour  glows, 
 
 And  shines  in  all  the  fairer  charms 
 That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 
 
 2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  pow'rs 
 
 Are  yet  by  vice  enslav'd, 
 Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
 And  character  engrav'd : 
 
 3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 
 
 The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
 And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
 Encompass  all  thy  ways  ; 
 
 4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 
 
 With  vain  regret  deplore, 
 
 And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys 
 
 That  now  return  no  more. 
 
 (484) 
 
Part  II.  FOR   THE   YOUTH.  610 
 
 5  True  wisdom,  early  sought,  and  gain'd, 
 In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
 O  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
 To  make  its  evening  blest. 
 
 610  C.  M.  Strapham. 
 
 Establishing  Sunday- School. 
 
 1  T>LEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 
 _D  At  melting  pity's  call ; 
 
 And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
 Like  heavenly  manna  fall. 
 
 2  Mercy,  descending  from  above, 
 
 In  softest  accents  pleads  ; 
 O  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
 When  mercy  intercedes  ! 
 
 3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisdom's  way 
 
 To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
 And  lead  the  mind,  that  went  astray, 
 To  virtue  and  to  truth. 
 
 4  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 
 
 And  God  will  well  approve, 
 When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
 And  their  Creator  love. 
 
 5  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 
 
 And  turn  the  rising  race 
 
 From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
 
 To  seek  redeeming  grace. 
 
 6  Almighty  God  !  thy  influence  shed 
 
 To  aid  this  good  design  ; 
 The  honours  of  thy  name  be  spread, 
 And  all  the  glory  thine. 
 
 (485) 
 
611,612  afflictive  Part  II. 
 
 611  S.  M. 
 
 The  Young  asking  for  divine  Guidance. 
 
 1  "CROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 
 
 JT    Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 
 And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
 By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 
 
 2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 
 
 O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline; 
 
 And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 
 
 Command  thy  light  to  shine. 
 
 3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 
 
 May  we  that  word  receive; 
 And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
 In  that  blest  name  believe! 
 
 4  O  let  us  never  tread 
 
 The  broad,  destructive  road, 
 But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
 To  glory,  and  to  God. 
 
 [See  also  Hymn  335.] 
 AFFLICTIVE   PROVIDENCES. 
 
 PERSONAL   AND    GENEF.AL. 
 
 612  C.  M.  Cotton. 
 
 Trust  in  God  under  Affliction. 
 
 1    A  FFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
 XX  Where  wave  resounds  to  wave  ; 
 Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
 I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 
 
 (486) 
 
Part  II.  providences.  613 
 
 2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys 
 
 Can  yet  restore  my  peace  ; 
 And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
 Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 
 
 3  Tn  darkest  watches  of  the  night 
 
 I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er! 
 I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
 And  humbly  sue  for  more. 
 
 4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 
 
 And  press'd  on  every  side, 
 The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps, 
 And  still  has  been  my  guide. 
 
 5  Here  will  I  rest  and  build  my  hopes, 
 
 Nor  murmur  at  thy  rod, 
 O  more  than  all  the  world  to  me  — 
 My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
 
 613  C.  M.  Beddome. 
 
 Resignation. 
 
 lW 
 
 Y  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
 Great  God !  are  in  thy  hand ; 
 My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 
 And  go  at  thy  command. 
 
 2  If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 
 
 Yet  would  I  not  repine  : 
 Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
 They  were  entirely  thine. 
 
 3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word 
 
 Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
 But  seek  enduring  happiness 
 In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 
 
 (487) 
 
614, 615  afflictive  Part  II. 
 
 4  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found; 
 The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall; 
 'Midst  changing  scenes  and  dying  friends. 
 Be  thou  my  All  in  all. 
 
 614  CM.     Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Afflictions  and  Death  under  Providence. 
 
 'N 
 
 OT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
 Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
 Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes  — 
 A  sad  inheritance. 
 
 2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 
 
 And  still  are  upwards  borne  ; 
 
 So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
 
 And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 
 
 3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 
 
 And  trust  his  promis'd  grace  ; 
 He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
 Of  love  and  righteousness. 
 
 4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 
 
 Shall  spoil  my  future  peace  ; 
 
 For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
 
 Than  what  my  Father  please. 
 
 615  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Submissio?i  in  bereavement. 
 
 ]N 
 
 AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
 And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
 We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
 And  mingle  with  our  dust. 
 
 (488) 
 
Part  II.  providences.  616 
 
 2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
 
 And  fondly  call  our  own, 
 Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
 To  be  repaid  anon. 
 
 3  'T  is  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
 
 Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
 He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name  I) 
 He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
 
 4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then, 
 
 Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
 Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
 And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 
 
 5  If  smiling  mercy  crowns  our  lives, 
 
 Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
 And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
 That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 
 
 616  C.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 Sick-bed  Devotion. 
 
 1  /~1  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
 vl  Behold  the  pains  I  feel ; 
 
 But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
 Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 
 
 2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord ; 
 
 They  come  at  thy  command  : 
 I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word 
 Against  thy  chastening  hand. 
 
 3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 
 
 "  Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  ;" 
 My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
 Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 
 
 (489) 
 
617, 618  afflictive  Part  II. 
 
 4  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 
 
 As  all  my  fathers  were ; 
 May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
 When  I  the  summons  hear. 
 
 5  But  if  my'life  be  spared  awhile, 
 
 Before  my  last  remove, 
 Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
 And  I  '11  declare  thy  love. 
 
 617  C.  M.  Doddrids 
 
 Sick-bed  Devotion. 
 
 1  TN  thy  rebukes,  all-gracious  God, 
 JL  What  soft  compassion  reigns! 
 What  gentle  accents  of  thy  voice 
 
 Allay  thy  children's  pains! 
 
 2  "  When  I  correct  my  chosen  sons, 
 
 "  A  father's  bowels  move : 
 "  One  transient  moment  bounds  my  wrath, 
 "  But  endless  is  my  love." 
 
 3  Our  faith  shall  look  through  ev'ry  tear, 
 
 And  view  thy  smiling  face! 
 And  hope,  amid  our  sighs,  shall  tune 
 An  anthem  to  thy  grace. 
 
 4  Receive,  at  length,  my  weary  soul 
 
 To  join  thy  saints  above  ; 
 Then  shall  I  learn  a  song  of  praise, 
 Eternal  as  thy  love. 
 
 ,e 
 
 618  L.M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 Prayer  for  a  Sick  Minister. 
 
 1  /~~\  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 
 \J  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down  ; 
 Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke. 
 Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 
 
 (490) 
 
Part  II.  providences.  619 
 
 5  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave  ; 
 Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save; 
 Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 
 And  bid  our  friend  and  teacher  live. 
 
 t  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
 In  ev'ry  breast  his  image  lies  ; 
 Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 
 Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 
 
 1  Yet,  if  our  supplications  fail, 
 And  pray'rs  and  tears  cannot  prevail ; 
 Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
 And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 
 
 »19  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Submission   and  Deliverance  ;  or  Abra- 
 ham''s  Offering. 
 
 SAINTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word 
 Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord ; 
 He  shall  restore  what  you  resign, 
 Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 
 
 !  So  Abraham  with  obedient  hand 
 Led  forth  his  son  at  God's  command, 
 The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took, 
 His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 
 
 I  |  Abraham,  forbear,'  (the  angel  cried,) 
 'Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  tried, 
 '  Thy  son  shall  live,  and'in  thy  seed 
 '  Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed.' 
 
 [  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour 
 The  Lord  displays  delivering  power ; 
 The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place 
 Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 
 (491) 
 
620, 621  afflictive  Part  II 
 
 620  S.  M.     Rippon's  Selec 
 
 Sanctified  Affliction. 
 
 1  TTOW  gracious,  and  how  wise, 
 XI  Is  our  chastising  God  ; 
 
 And,  O!  how  rich  the  blessings  are 
 Which  blossom  from  his  rod ! 
 
 2  He  lifts  it  up  on  high 
 
 With  pity  in  his  heart. 
 That  every  stroke  his  children  feel 
 
 May  grace  and  peace  impart. 
 "3  Instructed  thus  they  bow, 
 
 And  own  his  sovereign's  sway  ; 
 They  turn  their  erring  footsteps  back 
 
 To  his  forsaken  way. 
 
 4  His  cov'nant  love  they  seek, 
 
 And  seek  the  happy  bands 
 That  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
 To  honour  his  commands. 
 
 5  Dear  Father,  we  consent 
 
 To  discipline  divine ; 
 And  bless  the  pain  that  makes  our  souls 
 Still  more  completely  thine. 
 
 6  Supported  by  thy  love, 
 
 We  tend  to  realms  of  peace, 
 Where  ev'ry  pain  shall  far  remove, 
 And  every  frailty  cease. 
 
 250  CM.     Gibbons ;  alt'd. 
 
 Season  of  Threatening  Drought. 
 
 1  npHE  Spring,  great  God,  at  thy  command, 
 X    Leads  forth  the  smiling  year; 
 The  earth  in  pleasing  green  is  rob'd, 
 And  bloom  and  flowers  appear. 
 
 (492) 
 
art  II.  providences.  622 
 
 But  soon  canst  thou  in  righteous  wrath 
 
 Blast  all  the  promis'd  joy, 
 And  elements  await  thy  nod 
 
 To  bless  or  to  destroy. 
 
 The  sun,  thy  minister  of  love, 
 
 That  from  the  naked  ground 
 Calls  forth  the  hidden  seeds  to  birth. 
 
 And  spreads  their  beauties  round  ; 
 
 At  the  dread  order  of  his  God, 
 
 Now  darts  destructive  fires; 
 Hills,  plains,  and  vales,  are  parch'd  with 
 drought, 
 
 And  blooming  life  expires. 
 
 Like  burnish'd  brass,  the  heaven  around 
 
 In  angry  terror  burns, 
 While  earth  a  joyless  waste  appears, 
 
 And  into  iron  turns. 
 
 Pity  us,  Lord,  in  our  distress, 
 
 Nor  with  our  land  contend  ; 
 Bid  the  avenging  skies  relent, 
 
 And  showers  of  mercy  send  ! 
 
 22  CM.  Watts'  Psalms ;  alt'd. 
 
 Pleading  with  Submission. 
 
 OTHOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 
 Enthron'd  above  the  skies, 
 To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
 To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 
 
 As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 
 
 And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 
 Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
 
 And  wait  a  peaceful  look  ; 
 
 (493) 
 
623  prosperous  Part  I 
 
 3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 
 
 Thy  discipline,  O  God; 
 Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
 Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 
 
 4  Our  prospects  fail  us,  but  our  hope 
 
 In  thy  compassion  lies ; 
 This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
 That  God  regards  our  cries. 
 
 PROSPEROUS    SEASONS. 
 
 623  CM.  Doddridge! 
 
 Recovery  from  Sickness. 
 
 1  OOVEREIGN  of  life.  I  own  thy  hand, 
 k3  In  every  chastening  stroke; 
 And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
 
 Thy  presence  I  invoke. 
 
 2  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  cried, 
 
 And  thou  hast  bovv'd  thine  ear  ; 
 Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
 And  brought  salvation  near. 
 
 3  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 
 
 Rene%vs  our  labouring  breath: 
 Praise  to  the  Lord,  whoniakes  his  sainta 
 Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 
 
 4  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour, 
 
 Those  heavenly  gates  display, 
 Where  pain  and  sin,  and  fear  and  death, 
 For  ever  flee  away. 
 
 (494) 
 
Part  II.  seasons.  €24, 625 
 
 5  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  bless'd 
 With  raptures  bow  around, 
 My  anthems  to  delivering  grace 
 In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 
 
 624  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 Sickness  healed,  and  Sorrow  removed. 
 
 1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
 X  At  thy  command  diseases  fly ; 
 Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
 From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ! 
 
 2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his, 
 And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is  ; 
 Let  all  your  powers  rejoice  and  bless, 
 While  you  record  his  holiness. 
 
 3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays ; 
 His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
 Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
 The  morning  star  restores  the  joy. 
 
 4  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
 Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name ; 
 
 Thy  praise  shall  sound  through  earth  and 
 
 heaven, 
 For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiven. 
 
 625  C.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 Rain  and  fruitful  Seasons. 
 
 1  'fTUS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 
 
 J_   God  of  eternal  power  ; 
 The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
 And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 
 
 2  The  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
 
 Successive  comforts  bring; 
 Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
 Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 
 
 (495) 
 
626  prosperous  Part  II. 
 
 3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours. 
 
 Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ; 
 When  clouds  distil,  in  fruitful  showers, 
 The  Author  is  divine. 
 
 4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 
 
 Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
 With  watery  treasures  well  supply 
 The  furrows  of  the  ground. 
 
 5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill. 
 
 And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
 Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
 Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
 
 626  C.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 
 The  Goodness  of  God. 
 
 1  QWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
 >^  My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
 
 Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
 In  songs  of  glory  sing. 
 
 2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 
 
 His  goodness  to  the  skies ; 
 Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
 And  every  want  supplies. 
 
 3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
 
 On  thee  for  daily  food, 
 Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat. 
 And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 
 
 4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
 
 How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
 But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
 To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 
 
 (496) 
 
Part  II.  seasons.  627 
 
 5  Creatures  with  all  their  endless  race, 
 Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim; 
 But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
 Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 
 
 627  L.  M.      Watts' Hymns. 
 
 Prayer  for  Deliverance  answered. 
 Isa.  xxvi.  8-12,  20,  21. 
 
 1  TN  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
 X  We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
 Our  souls'  desire  is  to  thy  name, 
 And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
 
 2  My  thoughts  are  searching,  Lord,  for  thee, 
 'Mongst  the  black  shades  of  lonesome  night; 
 My  earnest  cries  salute  the  skies, 
 
 Before  the  dawn  restores  the  light. 
 
 3  Look,  how  rebellious  men  deride 
 The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 
 But  they  shall  see  thy  lifted  hand, 
 And  feel  the  scourges  of  thy  rod. 
 
 4  Hark  !  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky  ! 
 A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
 A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends. 
 But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 
 
 5  Come,  children,  to  your  father's  arms, 
 Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
 Till  the  fierce  storms  be  overblown, 
 And  my  revenging  fury  cease. 
 
 6  My  sword  shall  boast  its  thousands  slain, 
 And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings, . 
 While  heavenly  peace  around  my  flock 
 Stretches  its  soft  and  shady  wings. 
 
 2G  (497) 
 
628,  629    aid  for  the  poor.     Part  II. 
 AID   FOR    THE   POOR. 
 
 628  C.  M. 
 
 At  a  Sermon  for  the  Poor. 
 
 1  T?ATHER  of  Mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 
 J?    All-powerful  from  above  ; 
 
 To  form  in  our  obedient  souls, 
 The  image  of  thy  love. 
 
 2  Oh  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
 
 That  generous  pleasure  know, 
 Freely  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
 And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
 
 3  Whene'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 
 
 In  low  distress  are  laid, 
 Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pain  to  feel, 
 And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
 
 4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 
 
 When  throned  above  the  skies  ; 
 And,  'midst  the  glories  of  his  state, 
 Felt  his  compassion  rise. 
 
 5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 
 
 To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
 And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
 A  balm  for  every  wound. 
 
 629  CM.     Doddridge ;  alt'd. 
 Relieving  Christ  in  his  Members. 
 
 ]H 
 
 IGH  on  a  throne  of  light,  O  Lord  ! 
 Dost  thou  exalted  shine! 
 What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
 Since  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 
 
 (498) 
 
Part  II.       AID   FOR   THE  POOR.  630 
 
 2  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
 
 The  children  of  thy  grace, 
 Whose  humble  names  thou  wilt  confess 
 Before  thy  Father's  face. 
 
 3  In  them  mayest  thou  be  clothed,  and  fed, 
 
 And  visited,  and  cheered ; 
 And,  in  their  accents  of  distress  — 
 Our  Saviour's  voice  be  heard. 
 
 4  Whate'er  our  willing  hands  can  give, 
 
 Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  lay ; 
 Grace  will  the  humble  gift  receive, 
 And  grace  at  length  repay. 
 
 630  G.  M.     Mrs.  Barbauld. 
 
 Christian  Benevolence. 
 
 1  T>LEST  is  the  man  whose  soft'ning  heart 
 -D  Feels  all  another's  pain ; 
 
 To  Whom  the  supplicating  eye 
 Was  never  rais'd  in  vain ; 
 
 2  Whose  breath  expands  with  gen'rous  warmth 
 
 A  stranger's  woes  to  feel ; 
 
 And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
 
 He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 
 
 3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 
 
 To  every  child  of  grief; 
 His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
 And  brings  unask'd  relief. 
 
 4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 
 
 His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
 He  views,  thro'  mercy's  melting  eye, 
 A  brother  in  a  foe. 
 
 5  He,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 
 
 Shall  present  peace  receive  — 
 And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
 His  trembling  soul  shall  live, 
 
 (499) 
 
631,  632    aid  Fou  the  poor.     Part  II. 
 
 631  L.  M. 
 
 Lending  to  the  Lord. 
 
 1  /"\  GOD,  our  Saviour  !  let  us  wear 
 \J  Thy  easy  yoke,  obey  thy  will ; 
 Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 
 And  thus  the  Law  of  Love  fulfil. 
 
 2  He  that  hath  pity  on  the  poor, 
 Lendeth  bis  substance  to  the  Lord: 
 And  lo  !  his  recompense  is  sure, 
 For  more  than  all  shall  be  restored. 
 
 3  Lord  !  teach  us  with  ungrudging  heart 
 As  thou  hast  blest  our  various  store, 
 From  our  abundance  to  impart 
 
 A  liberal  portion  to  the  poor. 
 
 4  To  thee  our  all  devoted  be. 
 
 In  whom  we  breathe,  and  move,  and  live  I 
 Freely  we  have  received  from  thee, 
 Freely  may  we  rejoice  to  give  1 
 
 632  C.  M.  Boden. 
 
 After  Sermon  for  the  Needy. 
 ►RIGHT  Source  of  everlasting  love  I 
 
 'B' 
 
 To  thee  our  souls  we  raise ; 
 And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 
 A  monument  of  praise. 
 
 2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  paths  of  life, 
 
 With  every  cheering  ray; 
 And  still  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
 Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 
 
 3  When  sunk  in  guilt,  our  souls  approach'd 
 
 The  borders  of  despair; 
 Thy  grace,  through  Jesus'  blood,  proclaim'd 
 A  free  salvation  near. 
 
 (500) 
 
Part  II.  new  year.  633 
 
 4  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord  I 
 
 For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
 Alas!  the  goodness  we  can  yield 
 Extendeth  not  to  thee. 
 
 5  To  tents  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 
 
 We  cheerfully  repair; 
 And,  with  the  gift  thy  hand  bestows, 
 Relieve  the  mourner's  care. 
 
 6  Thus  passing  through  the  vale  of  tears, 
 
 Our  useful  light  shall  shine ; 
 And  others  learn  to  glorify 
 Our  Father's  Name  divine. 
 
 NEW    YEAR, 
 
 633  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 
 New-  Year1  s  Day. 
 
 1  /~i  REAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
 vX  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  depress'd, 
 Be  thou  our  joy  and  thou  our  rest ; 
 Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
 Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 
 
 (501) 
 
634, 635  new  year.  Part  II. 
 
 5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
 And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
 Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
 In  hetter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 
 
 634  7s.  Newton. 
 For  a  New  Year. 
 
 1  T)LESS,  O  Lord,  each  opening  year, 
 _D  To  the  souls  assembling  here  ; 
 Clothe  thy  word  with  power  divine, 
 Make  us  willing  to  be  thine. 
 
 2  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 
 Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run  ; 
 Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears, 
 Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 
 
 3  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young ; 
 Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue  ; 
 Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 
 
 All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love! 
 
 635  7s.  Newton. 
 The  New  Year. 
 
 1  "f  TTHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
 
 VV    Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
 Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
 
 Never  more  to  meet  us  here ; 
 Fix'd  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 : 
 
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Part  II.  national.  636 
 
 Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
 
 Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
 Upwards,  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. 
 
 NATIONAL. 
 
 636  L.  M.  Furman. 
 
 American  Independence. 
 
 1  QOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  above, 
 O  Thy  glory,  with  unclouded  rays, 
 Shines  through  the  realms  of  light  and  love, 
 
 Inspiring  angels  with  thy  praise. 
 
 2  Thy  power  we  own,  thy  grace  adore  ; 
 
 Thou  deign'st  to  visit  man  below  ! 
 And  in  affliction's  darkest  hour, 
 The  humble  shall  thy  mercy  know. 
 
 3  These  western  States,  at  thy  command, 
 
 Rose  from  dependence  and  distress  ; 
 Prosperity  now  crowns  the  land, 
 And  millions  join  thy  name  to  bless. 
 
 4  Praise  is  thy  due,  eternal  King  ! 
 
 We  '11  speak  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 
 With  grateful  hearts  our  tribute  bring, 
 And  emulate  the  hosts  above. 
 
 (503) 
 
637  national.  Part  II. 
 
 5  O !  be  thou  still  our  guardian  God  ; 
 
 Preserve  these  States  from  every  foe  ; 
 From  party  rage,  from  scenes  of  blood, 
 From  sin,  and  every  cause  of  woe. 
 
 6  Here  may  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
 
 Display  his  grace,  and  saving  power  ! 
 Here  liberty  and  truth  maintain, 
 Till  empires  fall  to  rise  no  more. 
 
 637  CM.     Watts' Psalms. 
 
 National  and  Religious  Prosperity. 
 
 1  OHI1VE,  mighty  God,  on  thi?  our  land, 
 O  With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
 Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts, 
 
 And  show  thy  smiling  face. 
 
 2  Amidst  our  States,  exalted  high, 
 
 Do  thou  our  glory  stand, 
 And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
 Surround  thy  favourite  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; 
 While  thankful  tongues  exalt  his  praise, 
 And  grateful  hearts  rejoice. 
 
 5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sov'reign  Judge, 
 
 That  sits  enthroned  above, 
 Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
 In  justice  and  in  love. 
 
 6  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 
 
 His  choicest  favours  here  ; 
 While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
 Shall  see,  adore,  ami  fear. 
 
 (504) 
 
Part  II.  national.  638, 639 
 
 638  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 In  view  of  National  Calamity. 
 
 1  pOME,  let  our  souls  adore  the  Lord, 
 Kj  Whose  judgments  yet  delay ; 
 Who  yet  suspends  the  lifted  sword, 
 
 And  gives  us  leave  to  pray. 
 
 2  Great  is  our  guilt,  our  fears  are  great, 
 
 But  let  us  not  despair ; 
 Still  open  is  the  mercy-seat, 
 To  penitence  and  prayer. 
 
 3  Kind  Intercessor!  to  thy  love 
 
 This  blessed  hope  we  owe ; 
 
 O  let  thy  merits  plead  above, 
 
 While  we  implore  below. 
 
 4  O  gracious  God,  for  Jesus'  sake 
 
 Attend  our  humble  cry! 
 Nor  let  the  kindling  vengeance  break 
 Destructive  from  thine  eye. 
 
 5  Though  justice  near  thy  awful  throne 
 
 Awaits  thy  dread  command, 
 Lord,  hear  thy  servants,  hear  thy  Son, 
 And  save  a  guilty  land ! 
 
 639  P.  M. 
 
 Pardon  implored  for  National  Sins. 
 
 1  TYREAD  Jehovah !  God  of  nations  ! 
 ±J  From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
 Hear  thy  people's  supplications, 
 
 Now  for  their  deliverance  rise  : 
 
 2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 
 
 Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
 Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding, 
 Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 
 
 (505) 
 
640  national.  Part  II. 
 
 3  Let  that  love  veil  our  transgression ; 
 
 Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface : 
 Save  thy  people  from  oppression, 
 Savefiom  spoil  thy  holy  place. 
 
 4  Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 
 
 Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend  ; 
 Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning  ; 
 Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 
 
 640  CM.      Newton ;  alt'd. 
 
 For  a  Fast  Day  at  the  Commencement  of 
 
 War. 
 
 1  rpHE  gathering  clouds,  with  aspect  dark, 
 A    A  rising  storm  presage; 
 
 O  !  to  be  hid  within  the  ark, 
 And  shelter*!  from  its  rage! 
 
 2  See  the  commissions!  angel  frown  ! 
 
 That  vial  in  his  hand, 
 Fill'd  with  fierce  wrath,  is  pouring  down 
 Upon  our  guilty  land. 
 
 3  Ye  saints  unite  in  wrestling  prayer, 
 
 If  yet  there  may  be  hope ; 
 Who  knows  but  mercy  yet  may  spare, 
 And  bid  the  angel  stop? 
 
 4  Peace  spreads  her  wings,  prepar'd  for  flight; 
 
 And  war  with  flaming  sword, 
 And  hasty  strides,  draws  nigh,  to  fight 
 The  battles  of  the  Lord. 
 
 5  O  may  we  now,  with  one  consent, 
 
 Fall  low  before  the  throne  ; 
 With  tears  the  nation's  sins  lament, 
 The  church's  and  our  own. 
 
 6  The  humble  souls,  who  mourn  and  pray, 
 
 The  Lord  approves  and  knows  ; 
 His  mark  secures  them  in  the  day 
 When  vengeance  strikes  his  foes. 
 
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Part  II.  national.  641, 642 
 
 641  L.  M.    Watts'  Psalms. 
 Time  of  War. 
 
 1  TVTOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
 x\  Attend  his  people's  humble  cry ! 
 Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
 
 And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 
 
 2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
 Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  ; 
 He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
 Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls. 
 
 3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs ; 
 His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts ; 
 His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice. 
 
 Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 
 
 4  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear ; 
 Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong, 
 Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 
 
 And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 
 
 642  C.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Deliverance  from  Enemies. 
 
 1  'T'lON,  rejoice,  and  Judah,  sing, 
 JLa  The  Lord  assumes  his  throne ; 
 Come,  let  us  own  the  heavenly  King, 
 
 And  make  his  glories  known. 
 
 2  The  great,  the  wicked,  and  the  proud 
 
 From  their  high  seats  are  hurl'd  ; 
 Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 
 And  thunders  through  the  world. 
 
 3  He  reigns  upon  the  eternal  hills, 
 
 Distributes  mortal  crowns.; 
 Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  smiles, 
 And  totter  at  hia  frowns. 
 
 (507) 
 
643  national.  Part  IL 
 
 4  Navies  that  rule  the  ocean  wide 
 
 Are  vanquish'd  by  his  breath; 
 And  legions  arm'd  with  power  and  pride 
 Descend  to  watery  death. 
 
 5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 
 
 To  vex  our  happy  land ; 
 Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence, 
 Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 
 
 643  L.  M.     Rippon's  Selec 
 
 Praise  for  National  Peace. 
 
 1  p  RE  AT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
 *-*"  A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
 Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
 Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 
 
 2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
 And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 
 And  war  resounds  its  dire  ararms, 
 
 And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plains ; 
 
 3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 
 And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 
 
 pow'r : 
 Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
 And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 
 
 4  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
 All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 
 
 And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
 And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 
 
 5  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
 Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 
 
 O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
 Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore. 
 
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THE 
 
 VIRGINIA  SELECTION 
 
 PSALMS,   HYMNS, 
 
 SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 
 
 PART  III 
 
 PECULIAR  TO  THE  ORDER  OF  PUBLIC 
 WORSHIP. 
 
 (509) 
 
Arrangement  of  Part  III. 
 
 Before  Sermon from  644  to  6G6 
 
 After  Sermon 667      688 
 
 Closing  Hymns 669      679 
 
 Doxologies 680 
 
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THE 
 
 VIRGINIA  SELECTION,  &c. 
 
 PART  III. 
 
 Peculiar  to  the  Order  of  Public  Worship. 
 
 BEFORE    SERMON.* 
 
 644  C.  M. 
 
 For  the  Divine  Presence. 
 
 1  /"^OME,  thou  Desire  of  all  thy  saints, 
 v_y  Our  humble  strains  attend, 
 While  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
 
 Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 
 
 2  When  we  thy  wond'rous  glories  hear, 
 
 And  all  thy  sufferings  trace, 
 What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear  ! 
 What  rich  unbounded  grace ! 
 
 3  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 
 
 With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
 How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
 Mount  upwards  to  the  skies ! 
 
 4  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 
 
 And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
 
 Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 
 
 A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 
 
 *  See  also  under  the  head,  "  The  Holy  Scriptures." 
 (511) 
 
645, 646        before  sermon.       Part  III. 
 
 645  L.  M. 
 
 The  Teaching  of  Jesus. 
 TOW  sweetly  flmv'd  the  gospel  sound 
 
 'H 
 
 From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace  ; 
 When  list'ning  thousands  gath'ring  round, 
 The  voice  of  Jesus  flll'd  the  place  ! 
 
 2  From  heaven  he  came — of  heaven  he  spoke, 
 To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way; 
 Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
 Unveiling  one  immortal  day. 
 
 3  '  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
 '  Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest !' 
 Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
 Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 
 
 646  S.M.     Watts' Psalms. 
 
 Attention  to  God's  Word. 
 
 1  /""lOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
 \j  And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
 Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
 
 The  universal  King. 
 
 2  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
 
 Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
 Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
 And  own  your  gracious  God. 
 
 3  But  if  your  ears  refuse 
 
 The  language  of  his  grace, 
 And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
 That  unbelieving  race ; 
 
 4  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  drest, 
 
 Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear. 
 You  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest 
 "Shall  have  no  portion  there.' 
 
 C512) 
 
Part  III.        BEFORE  SERMON.         647, 648 
 
 647  S.  M. 
 
 Divine  assistance  invoked. 
 
 1  A  SSIST  thy  servant,  Lord, 
 Xi.  The  gospel  to  proclaim  ; 
 
 Let  power  and  love  attend  the  word. 
 And  every  breast  inflame. 
 
 2  Bid  unbelief  depart ; 
 
 With  love  his  soul  inflame; 
 Take  full  possession  of  his  heart, 
 And  glorify  thy  name. 
 
 3  May  stubborn  sinners  bend 
 
 To  thy  divine  control; 
 Constrain  the  wandering  to  attend, 
 And  make  the  wounded  whole. 
 
 4  Extend  thy  conquering  arm, 
 
 With  banner  wide  unfurl'd, 
 Until  thy  glorious  grace  shall  charm, 
 And  harmonize  the  world. 
 
 648  CM. 
 
 The  Treasures  of  Wisdom. 
 
 1  (~\  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 
 
 \J  Religion's  warning  voice, 
 And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
 His  early,  only  choice. 
 
 2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 
 
 Than  east  or  west  unfold; 
 More  precious  are  her  bright  rewards 
 Than  gems,  or  stores  of  gold. 
 
 3  Her  right  hand  offers  to  the  just 
 
 Immortal,  happy  days; 
 Her  left,  imperishable  wealth 
 And  heav'nly  crowns  displays. 
 2H  (513) 
 
" 
 
 649, 650       before  sermon.      Part  IIL 
 
 4  And  as  her  holy  labours  rise, 
 So  her  rewards  increase ; 
 Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
 And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 
 
 649  L.  M.     Watts' Hym 
 Christ  our  Strength. 
 
 1  T  ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
 .Li  '  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day 
 Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
 Leaning  on  all-sufficient  Grace. 
 
 2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 
 
 That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me ', 
 When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
 Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 
 
 3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
 
 All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
 Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
 While  grace  divine  my  heart  sustains. 
 
 650  C.  M.     Watts'  Sermons 
 None  excluded  from  Hope. 
 
 1  TESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
 J    Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak  ; 
 Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
 
 And  bow  the  haughty  Greek. 
 
 2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage, 
 
 Does  thy  salvation  flow ; 
 'Tis  not  connn'd  to  sex  or  age, 
 The  lofty  or  the  low. 
 
 3  While  grace  is  offer'd  to  the  prince, 
 
 The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 
 
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Part  III.         BEFORE  SERMON.         651,652 
 
 No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
 To  perish  in  despair. 
 
 4  Come,  all  ye  wretched  sinners,  come, 
 He'll  form  your  souls  anew; 
 His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 
 For  rebels  such  as.  you. 
 
 651  S.M.     Henshaw's  Selec. 
 Lo,  I  am  with  you  alway. 
 
 1  JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
 
 J    Thy  promis'd  presence  claim ; 
 Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shall  be, 
 Assembled  in  thy  name  : 
 
 2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 
 
 Which  here  we  come  to  prove  ; 
 Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
 And  everlasting  love. 
 
 3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 
 
 But,  O,  thyself  reveal ! 
 Now,  Lord,  let  every  waiting  heart 
 The  heav'nly  comfort  feel ! 
 
 4  O  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 
 
 The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
 And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 
 In  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
 
 652  CM.     Watts' Psalms. 
 
 A  blessed  Gospel. 
 
 LESS'D  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
 The  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
 Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
 And  light  their  steps  surround. 
 
 (515) 
 
 'B 
 
653,  654       before  sermon.       Part  III. : 
 
 2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 
 
 Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
 His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
 Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
 
 3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
 
 Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
 Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
 Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 
 
 653  7s.      Rippon's  Selec. 
 Blessings  of  Religion. 
 
 1  'HP  IS  religion  that  can  give 
 
 J.   Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live ; 
 'Tis  religion  must  supply 
 Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 
 
 2  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
 Lasting  as  eternity!  — 
 
 Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
 Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 
 
 654  L.  M.  Weslejr. 
 Christ's  Fulness. 
 
 1  (~\F  Him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
 \_s  I  could  for  ever  think  and  sing  ; 
 Arise,  ye  needy,  he  '11  relieve  ; 
 Arise,  ye  guilty,  he  '11  forgive. 
 
 2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  't  is  given  I 
 Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  ; 
 Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
 Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 
 
 (516) 
 
Part  III.         BEFORE  SERMON.         655, 656 
 
 <  3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blush'd  in  blood ; 
 He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  ; 
 Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
 That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 
 
 655  C.  M. 
 
 For  a  preparation  of  heart. 
 
 1    \  GAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
 Xi.  And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
 j     Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
 
 To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 
 !  2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 
 
 And  love,  and  concord  dwell  : 
 Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
 
 The  wounded  spirit  heal. 
 3  The  feeling  heart  — the  melting  eye, 
 
 The  humble  mind  bestow; 
 I     And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
 
 To  make  our  graces  grow. 
 !  4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
 
 In  faith  present  our  prayers ; 
 |     And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
 
 Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
 ?5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
 
 Our  fainting  hope  to  raise; 
 j     And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
 
 That  we  may  render  praise. 
 
 656  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 Devotion  to  Christ. 
 
 1   TESUS!  to  thy  celestial  light, 
 i     •)    My  dawn  of  hope  I  owe  ; 
 
 Once  wandering  in  the  shades  of  night, 
 And  lost  in  helpless  woe, 
 
 (517) 
 
657,658        BEFORE  sermon.        Part  III. 
 
 2  Thy  gracious  hand  redeem'd  the  slave, 
 
 And  set  the  prisoner  free  ; 
 Be  all  I  am  —  and  all  I  have. 
 Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 3  Here  at  thy  feet  I  wait  thy  will, 
 
 And  live  upon  thy  word  : 
 Oh  !  give  me  warmer  love  and  zeal, 
 To  serve  my  dearest  Lord. 
 
 657  L.  M. 
 
 "  Surely,  the  Lord  is  in  this  place." 
 
 1  T  O  !  God  is  here  !  —  let  us  adore, 
 
 -Li  And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place; 
 Let  all  within  us  feel  his  pow'r, 
 And  silent  bow  before  his  face. 
 
 2  Lo  !  God  is  here  !  —  Him,  day  and  night, 
 The  glorious  choirs  of  ansrels  sing: 
 
 To  him,  enthron'd  above  all  height, 
 Let  saints  their  humble  worship  bring. 
 
 3  Lord  God  of  hosts  !  O  may  our  praise 
 Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
 Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
 And  learn  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 
 
 658  L.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 
 
 1  Tj^ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
 A.    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
 
 Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
 Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
 
 2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord; 
 Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
 
 Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
 Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 
 
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Part  III.         BEFORE  SERMON.         659,660 
 
 659  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 
 
 IT'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
 JL  Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
 Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
 The  glory  of  his  cross. 
 £  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. 
 
 660  C.  M. 
 
 GooVs  gracious  Proposals. 
 
 1  T  ET  us  adore  the  grace  which  seeks 
 JLi  To  draw  our  hearts  above  : 
 
 For,  lo  !  the  great  Jehovah  speaks, 
 And  every  word  is  love. 
 
 2  Though  fill'd  with  awe  before  his  throne, 
 
 Each  angel  veils  his  face, 
 He  claims  a  people  for  his  own, 
 Among  our  sinful  race. 
 
 3  "  Repent,  and  live  !  no  more  pursue 
 
 The  paths  which  lead  to  death ; 
 Look  unto  Him  who  died  for  you ; 
 Look,  and  be  saved  through  faith. 
 
 (519) 
 
661,662       before  sermon.       Part  III. 
 
 4  "  My  sons  and  daughters  you  shall  be, 
 
 Through  his  atoning  blood  ; 
 And  you  shall  claim  and  find  in  Me, 
 A  Father  and  a  God." 
 
 5  Lord,  help  us  now  to  seek  thy  face, 
 
 By  Christ  the  Living  Way ; 
 And  praise  Thee  for  this  hour  of  grace, 
 Through  an  eternal  day ! 
 
 661  C.  M. 
 
 Revelation  welcomed. 
 
 1  TTATL,  sacred  truth  !  whose  piercing  rays 
 XI  Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
 Diffusing  o*er  the  mental  world, 
 
 The  healing  beams  of  light. 
 
 2  Jesus,  thy  word,  with  friendly  aid. 
 
 Restores  our  wandering  feet ; 
 Converts  the  sorrow  of  the  mind 
 To  joys  divinely  sweet. 
 
 3  Oh  !  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
 
 In  all  their  radiant  blaze  ; 
 And  bid  th'  admiring  world  adore 
 The  glories  of  thy  grace. 
 
 662  L.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 .    Grace. 
 
 1  /~1  R  ACE  !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
 vT  My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name; 
 Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
 
 Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 
 
 2  O  may  I  reach  that  happy  place 
 Where  Christ  unveils  his  lovely  face ; 
 There  all  his  beauties  to  behold, 
 And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 
 
 (520) 
 
Part  III.        BEFORE  SERMON.         663, 664 
 
 663  P.  M. 
 
 Invitation  and  Prayer. 
 
 1  /"10ME,  ye  sinners,  come  to  Jesus ; 
 \-J  Think  upon  your  gracious  Lord; 
 He  has  pitied  your  condition  ; 
 
 He  has  sent  his  gospel- word: 
 
 Mercy  calls  you ; 
 Mercy  flows  in  Jesus1  blood. 
 
 2  Dearest  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 
 
 To  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love  ; 
 Pour  thy  grace  upon  this  people, 
 That  thy  truth  they  may  approve  : 
 
 Bless,  O  bless  them, 
 From  thy  shining  courts  above. 
 
 3  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  them, 
 
 To  partake  the  gospel  feast; 
 
 Let  thy  Spirit  swreetly  draw  them, 
 
 Every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest : 
 
 O  receive  us! 
 Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 
 
 664  P.  M.  Toplady. 
 The  Jubilee. 
 
 1  T>LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
 JD  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
 Let  all  the  nations  know, 
 
 To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
 The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
 Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners  home. 
 
 2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
 
 The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 
 Redemption  by  his  blood 
 
 Through  all  the  lands  proclaim: 
 The  year,  &c. 
 
 (521) 
 
665  before  sermon.       Part  III. 
 
 3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 
 
 The  heritage  above, 
 Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
 The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
 The  year,  &c. 
 
 4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
 
 Your  liberty  receive ; 
 And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
 And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
 The  year,  &c. 
 
 5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
 
 The  news  of  pardoning  grace  ; 
 Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
 Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
 The  year,  &c. 
 
 6  Jesus,  our  great  High-Priest, 
 
 Has  full  atonement  made  ; 
 Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 
 Ye  mourning  souls  be  glad  : 
 The  year,  &c. 
 
 665  P.  M.  A.  B. 
 
 Praying  for  the  Minister. 
 1  TTELP  thy  servant,  gracious  Lord, 
 XI  Who  comes  in  Jesus'  name; 
 Only  thou  canst  strength  afford, 
 
 Thy  gospel  to  proclaim: 
 Grant  his  soul  a  heavenly  ray, 
 Fill  his  heart  with  holy  fire; 
 Help  thy  servant,  Lord,  we  pray  — 
 Regard  our  souls'  desire. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 O,  for  sanctifying  grace! 
 
 O,  for  love's  inspiring  power  ! 
 Lord,  we  beg  for  Jesus'  sake, 
 
 A  sweet  refreshing  shower. 
 
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Part  III.         BEFORE  SERMON.  666 
 
 2  Give  us  to  receive  the  word, 
 With  love,  and  joy,  and  fear  ; 
 Grant  thy  quickening  grace,  O  Lord, 
 
 On  all  assembled  here : 
 Seal  the  truth  on  all  to-day ; 
 
 All  our  hearts  with  heaven  inspire  ; 
 Help  thy  servant,  Lord,  we  pray  — 
 Regard  our  souls'  desire. 
 O,  for  sanctifying  grace,  &c. 
 
 666  P.  M. 
 
 Invocation  Hymn. 
 
 1  "HRAW  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah  ! 
 JLJ  Draw  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah  ! 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah ! 
 
 In  our  social  meeting. 
 
 In  this  propitious  hour, 
 O  may  we  feel  thy  power, 
 O  may  we  feel  thy  power, 
 In  this  social  meeting. 
 
 2  Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Jesus  ! 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Jesus  ! 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Jesus  ! 
 In  our  social  meeting. 
 
 Thou  ever  blessed  Saviour, 
 O  may  we  find  thy  favour, 
 O  may  we  find  thy  favour, 
 In  this  social  meeting. 
 
 3  Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Spirit ! 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Spirit! 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  bless'd  Spirit ! 
 In  our  social  meeting. 
 
 Convince  and  renovate  us, 
 Anew  in  Christ  create  us, 
 Anew  in  Christ  create  us, 
 In  this  social  meeting. 
 
667,  668       after  sermon.       Part  III. 
 AFTER    SERMON.* 
 
 667  7s.     Double.  A.  B.  ' 
 A  Blessing  invoked. 
 
 1  QEND  thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  pray, 
 O  On  the  labours  of  this  day ; 
 Seal  the  truth  and  own  thy  word; 
 Pardon  all  our  failings,  Lord. 
 May  we  in  thy  ways  be  found  — 
 Faith  grow  stronger  —  love  abound; 
 Strike  the  careless  soul  with  fear, 
 Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 
 
 2  Lord  unless  thy  Spirit  move, 
 Vain  will  all  our  efforts  prove; 
 Paul  might  plant  in  vain,  we  know, 
 And  Apollos  water  too: 
 O!  do  thou  the  increase  give; 
 Let  us  all  thy  grace  receive  ; 
 Send  thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  pray, 
 On  the  labours  of  this  day. 
 
 668  L.  M.      Watts'  Psalms. 
 The  danger  and  doom  of  the  Impenitent. 
 
 1  /^lOME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
 v.^  A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise; 
 God  is  a  sovereign  King;  rehearse 
 His  honour  in  exalted  verse. 
 
 2  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
 The  counsels  of  his  love  obey, 
 Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
 The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew: 
 
 *  See,  as  suitable  for  this  occasion,  Hymns  28, 
 122.  and  Hymns  under  the  head  "  Saints  and  Sin- 
 
 nerS,"&C-  (524) 
 
Part  III.  CLOSING  HYMNS.  669 
 
 3  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
 And  view  those  ancieut  rebels  dead ; 
 Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to-day, 
 
 Nor  lose  the  blessings  by  delay. 
 
 4  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits, 
 And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
 Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest; 
 Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 
 
 CLOSING   HYMNS. 
 
 Hoskins. 
 
 1  rpHE  time  is  short !  —  sinners,  beware, 
 X    Nor  trifle  time  away; 
 
 The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
 While  yet  't  is  called  to-day. 
 
 2  The  time  is  short!  — O  sinners,  now, 
 
 To  Christ,  the  Lord,  submit; 
 To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
 And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet. 
 
 3  The  time  is  short !  —  ye  saints,  rejoice  — 
 
 The  Lord  will  quickly  come  : 
 Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 
 To  call  you  to  your  home. 
 
 4  The  time  is  short !  — it  swiftly  flies— 
 
 The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
 When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
 And  reach  the  wished-for  land. 
 
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670, 671       closing  hymns.       Part  III. 
 
 5  The  time  is  short !  —  the  moment  near, 
 When  we  shall  dwell  above; 
 And  be  for  ever  happy  there. 
 With  Jesus,  whom  we  love. 
 
 670  S.  M. 
 
 Exhortation  to  Work  while  it  is  Day. 
 
 1  rpHE  swift  declining  day, 
 
 X    How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 
 While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
 Gains  on  the  western  sky. 
 
 2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace, 
 
 And  use  the  hours  of  light ; 
 For  know,  its  Maker  can  command 
 An  instant,  endless  night. 
 
 3  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere; 
 Submissive,  at  his  footstool  bow, 
 And  seek  salvation  there. 
 
 4  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 
 
 Through  all  the  horrid  gloom, 
 And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light, 
 In  your  celestial  home. 
 
 671  S.  M. 
 
 About  to  part. 
 
 1    A  ND  let  our  bodies  part, 
 jljL  To  different  climes  repair; 
 Inseparably  join'd  in  heart 
 The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 
 
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Part  III.         CLOSING  HYMNS.  672 
 
 2  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 
 
 Continually  ascend, 
 That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
 Where  all  our  labours  end. 
 
 3  O  happy,  happy  place, 
 
 Where  saints  and  angals  meet ! 
 There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
 And  all  our  brethren  greet. 
 
 4  The  church  of  the  first  born, 
 
 We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 
 And  crown'd  with  endless  joy,  return 
 To  our  eternal  rest. 
 
 5  To  gather  home  his  own, 
 
 God  shall  his  angels  send, 
 And  bid  our  bliss,  on  earth  begun, 
 In  deathless  triumph  end. 
 
 672  C.  M. 
 
 A  Parting  Hymn. 
 
 'B 
 
 LESSTJ  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 
 That  will  not  let  us  part ! 
 Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove  — 
 We  still  are  join'd  in  heart. 
 
 2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 
 
 Where  he  appoints  we  '11  go; 
 
 And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
 
 And  show  his  praise  below. 
 
 3  O  let  us  ever  walk  in  him, 
 
 And  nothing  know  beside; 
 Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem. 
 But  Jesus  crucified. 
 
 4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 
 
 To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
 
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673, 674       closing  hymns.       Part  III. 
 
 With  joy  and  gratitude  receive 
 
 The  fulness  of  his  grace. 
 5  O  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 
 
 Which  shall  our  flesh  restore ; 
 When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
 
 And  bodies  part  no  more. 
 
 673  L.  M.  Watts'  Lyrics ;  alt'd. 
 Christian  Farewell. 
 
 1  T7AREWELL,  dear  friends,  a  short  fare- 
 J:         well, 
 
 Till  we  shall  meet  again  above 
 
 In  the  sweet  groves  where  pleasures  dwell, 
 
 And  trees  of  life  bear  fruits  of  love. 
 
 2  There  glory  sits  on  ev'ry  face;  — 
 There  friendship  smiles  in  ev'ry  eye; 
 There  shall  our  tongues  proclaim  the  grace, 
 That  led  us  homeward  to  the  sky. 
 
 Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
 Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
 Praise  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  host; 
 Praise  Father,  Son^  and  Holy  Ghost. 
 
 674  L.M.        H.K.White. 
 At  Parting. 
 
 1  /^OME,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
 V^  Join  every  voice  and  every  heart; 
 One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
 
 One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 
 
 2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 
 But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore  ; 
 
 And  there,  releas'd  from  toil  and  pain, 
 Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 
 Praise  God,  from  whom,  &c. 
 
 (528) 
 
Part  III.  CLOSING  HYMNS.  675 
 
 675  lis.  Altered. 
 
 Minister'' s  Farewell, 
 
 1  A  ND  now,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you  farewell ! 
 nl'm  going  to  travel,  glad  tidings  to  tell ; 
 
 I  'm  going  to  travel  the  wilderness  through. 
 Therefore,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you  adieu. 
 
 2  May  heaven  protect  you,  be  Jesus  your  guide, 
 On  the  walls  of  dear  Zion  may  we  still  abide  ; 
 Though  we  live  at  a  distance,  and  you  I  ne'er 
 
 see, 
 On  the  banks  of  old  Jordan  acquainted  we'll  be. 
 
 3  There  all  things  are  plenty,  like  Eden  in  bloom, 
 To  those  blissful  mansions  no  sorrow  can  come  ; 
 No  sin  nor  temptation  shall  enter  that  place. 
 And  there  we  shall  join  in  the  song  of  free  grace. 
 
 4  Adieu  to  affliction,  to  trial,  and  pain; 
 I  'm  going  to  Jesus,  for  ever  to  reign  ; 
 
 I  'm  going  to  Jesus  —  't  is  him  I  adore, 
 
 With  saints  and  bright  angels  to  dwell  evermore. 
 
 5  Live  near  to  the  Saviour,  be  fervent  in  pray'r. 
 And  while  I  am  absent,  remember  me  there  : 
 That  Jesus  his  gospel  would  crown  with  success, 
 And  my  poor  exertions  to  numbers  would  bless. 
 
 6  And  when  we  meet  Jesus  in  mansions  above, 
 Where  saints  and  bright  seraphs  are  fill'd  with 
 
 his  love, 
 O  then  may  I  see  these  dear  mourners  appear  ! 
 How  glad  we  shall  be  to  meet  each  other  there ! 
 2  I  (529) 
 
676, 677        closing  hymns.       Part  III. 
 
 676  P.  M. 
 
 The  Parting  Blessing. 
 
 1  TESTIS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing ! 
 
 cl    Send  it  down.  Lord,  from  above; 
 May  we  all  so  home  a  praising. 
 
 And  rejoicing  in  thy  love. 
 Farewell,  brethren  !  farewell,  sisters! 
 Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 
 
 2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  folly, 
 
 Since  together  we  have  been  ; 
 Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy, 
 
 Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin. 
 Farewell,  brethren!  farewell,  sisters! 
 Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 
 
 6T7  8  &  7. 
 
 Benediction. 
 
 1  TJRTNCE  of  Peace,  be  ever  near  us, 
 X    Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
 With  thy  blessed  presence  cheer  us, 
 
 Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come. 
 Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation  ; 
 
 Give  our  favour'd  souls  to  prove 
 Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 
 
 In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 
 
 2  May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
 
 And  the  Father":?  boundless  love, 
 With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 
 
 Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
 Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
 
 With  each  other  and  the  Lord  ; 
 And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
 
 Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 
 
 (530) 
 
JD 
 
 Part  III.       closing  hymns.       678, 679 
 
 678  L.M.  Hart. 
 
 Dismission. 
 
 ISMISS  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, 
 O  wash  us  in  the  Saviour's  blood; 
 Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 
 And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 
 
 3  Praise  God,  from  whom,  &c. 
 
 679  P.  M.     Rippon's  Selec. 
 Dismission. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
 JLi  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
 Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
 
 Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 
 O,  refresh  us  ! 
 Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 
 
 2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
 
 For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
 May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
 
 In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound : 
 May  thy  presence 
 With  us  evermore  be  found. 
 
 3  So,  whene'er  the  signal 's  given, 
 
 Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
 Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
 Glad  to  leave  our  cumb'rous  clay, 
 May  we  ready, 
 Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 
 
 (531) 
 
doxologies.  Part  III. 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 680 
 
 1  L.  M. 
 
 PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
 Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
 Praise  him  above,  ye  heav'nly  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  CM. 
 
 LET  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
 
 And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
 Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
 
 Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
 
 4  CM. 
 
 TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
 
 The  God  whom  we  adore, 
 Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
 
 And  shall  be  evermore. 
 
 5  S.  M. 
 GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 
 
 Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
 And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
 Be  equal  honour  done  1 
 
 (532) 
 
Part  III.  MISCELLANEOUS.  681 
 
 6  S.  M. 
 YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
 
 And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
 Worship  the  Father —  love  the  Son, 
 And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 
 
 7  7s. 
 SING  we  to  our  God  above 
 Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ! 
 Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
 Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 
 
 8  P.M. 
 
 TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
 
 Perpetual  honours  raise; 
 Glory  to  God  the  Son  ; 
 To  God  the  Spirit  praise: 
 With  all  our  powers, 
 Eternal  King, 
 Thy  name  we  sing; 
 While  faith  adores. 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 [Believing  that  this  volume  may  be  yet  a  little 
 more  enlarged,  without  swelling  it  to  an  inconve- 
 nient size  ;  a  place  is  here  assigned,  in  a  miscella- 
 neous department,  to  a  small  number  of  Hymns 
 and  Spiritual  Songs,  which  I  am  unwilling  to  ex- 
 clude from  the  selection.] 
 
 681  C.  M. 
 
 Pleading  for  Relief. 
 1  TT 7"E  come,  dear  Jesus,  to  thy  throne, 
 VV    To  open  all  our  grief; 
 
 (533) 
 
662  miscellaneous.        Part  III. 
 
 Now  send  thy  promised  mercy  down, 
 And  grant  us  quick  relief. 
 
 2  Ne'er  didst  thou  say  to  Jacob's  seed, 
 
 "  Seek  ye  my  face  in  vain  ;" 
 And  canst  thou  now  deny  thine  aid, 
 When  burden'd  souls  complain  ? 
 
 3  The  same  thy  pow'r,  thy  love  the  same, 
 
 Unmoved  the  promise  shines  ; 
 
 Eternal  truth  surrounds  thy  name, 
 
 And  guards  the  precious  lines. 
 
 4  Though  Satan  rage,  and  flesh  rebel. 
 
 And  unbelief  arise, 
 We  '11  wait  around  his  footstool  still, 
 For  Jesus  hears  our  cries. 
 
 682  CM.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Pearl  of  Great  Price. 
 
 'E  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu  ! 
 
 Y 
 
 A  nobler  choice  be  mine; 
 A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
 A  treasure  all  divine. 
 
 2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares. 
 
 Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ;  — 
 Inestimable  worth  appears, 
 The  Pearl  of  price  immense! 
 
 3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
 
 O  name  divinely  sweet ! 
 Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
 Wealth,  honour,  pleasure  meet. 
 
 4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 
 
 Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
 With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
 For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 
 
 (534) 
 
Part  III.  MISCELLANEOUS.  683 
 
 5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 
 
 Of  this  dear"  gift  possess'd, 
 I  'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
 And  be  for  ever  bless'd. 
 
 6  Dear  sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 
 
 Thy  love  is  bliss  divine; 
 Accept  the  wish  that  love  .inspires, 
 And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 
 
 683  S.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Christ  the  Wisdom  of  God.    Pro  v.  viii. 
 
 1  QHALL  Wisdom  cry  aloud, 
 
 U  And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
 The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
 Deserves  it  no  regard? 
 
 2  'I  was  his  chief  delight, 
 
 '  His  everlasting  Son, 
 '  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works 
 'Creation  was  begun. 
 
 3  '  When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 
 
 '  And  built  them,  I  was  there 
 4  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
 'And  marshal  every  star. 
 
 4  '  Upon  the  empty  air 
 
 '  The  earth  was  balanced  well ; 
 
 '  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion  where 
 
 '  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 
 
 5  *  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
 
 '  On  their  salvation  ran, 
 •  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 
 '  Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 
 
 (535) 
 
684, 685       miscellaneous.       Part  III. 
 
 6  '  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
 'Ye  children,  aud  be  wise  ; 
 '  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways  ; 
 '  The  man  that  shuns  them  dies.' 
 
 684  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 Redemption  by  Christ. 
 
 1  TT7HEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 
 
 VV    Rehell'd  and  lost  their  God, 
 And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
 Had  tainted  all  our  blood, 
 
 2  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 
 
 Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
 Descending  from  the  heavenly  court 
 He  left  his  Father's  throne." 
 
 3  Aside  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 
 
 His  most  divine  array, 
 And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
 Of  our  inferior  clay. 
 
 4  His  living  power,  and  dying  love 
 
 Redeem'd  unhappy  men, 
 And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
 To  life  and  God  again. 
 
 5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 
 
 We  joyfully  resign, 
 Bless'd'  Jesus,"  take  us  for  thy  own. 
 For  we  are  doubly  thine. 
 
 685  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Christ  our  Righteousness.    Jer.  xxiii.  6. 
 
 1  QAVIOUR  divine  !  we  know  thy  name, 
 O  And  in  that  name  we  trust  ; 
 Thou  art  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
 Thou  art  thine  Israel's  boast. 
 
 (536) 
 
Part  III.         MISCELLANEOUS.  686 
 
 2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 
 
 And  low  in  dust  we  lie, 
 Till  Jesus  stretch  his  gracious  arm 
 To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 
 
 3  The  sins  of  one  most  righteous  day 
 
 Might  plunge  us  in  despair  ; 
 Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
 Shall  our  great  Surety  bear. 
 
 4  That  spotless  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought, 
 
 Shall  deck  us  all  around  ; 
 Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
 One  blemish  shall  be  found. 
 
 5  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  lively  hope, 
 
 To  sinners  now  are  given; 
 Israel  and  Judah  soon  shall  change 
 Their  wilderness  for  heaven. 
 
 686  C.  M.     Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 The  heavenly  Inheritance.      1  Pet.  i. 
 
 JB 
 
 LESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
 The  Father  of  our  Lord, 
 Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
 His  majesty  ador'd. 
 
 2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
 
 And  call'd  him  to  the  sky, 
 
 He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
 
 That  they  should  never  die. 
 
 3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 
 
 Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ! 
 Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose 
 So  all  his  followers  must. 
 
 (537) 
 
687, 688        miscellaneous.      Part  III. 
 
 4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 
 
 Reserv'd  against  that  day, 
 'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 
 And  cannot  fade  away. 
 
 5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept, 
 
 Till  tlie  salvation  come  ; 
 We  walk  by  faitb  as  strangers  here 
 Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 
 
 687  C.  M. 
 
 Jesus  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 
 
 1  T)  ISE,  glorious  Sun,  supremely  bright, 
 JLV  Diffuse  thy  rays  abroad; 
 Scatter  the  shades  of  gloomy  night, 
 
 And  show  the  heavenly  road. 
 
 2  With  healing  in  thy  wings,  arise 
 
 On  this  dark  soul  of  mine; 
 Oh  pour  thy  glories  from  the  skies, 
 And  give  me  life  divine. 
 
 3  Though  thorns  and  briers,  pits  and  snares, 
 
 Beset  the  path  I  go, 
 One  ray  of  thine  dispels  my  fears, 
 And  guides  me  safely  through. 
 
 688  L.  M. 
 
 For  divine  instruction. 
 
 1  /^tOME  Jesus,  heavenly  teacher,  come, 
 \J  Convey  thine  own  instructions  home; 
 While  men  thy  sacred  truth  impart, 
 
 'Tis  thine  alone  to  reach  the  heart. 
 
 2  Whene'er  T  read  or  hear  thy  word, 
 Thine  inward  teachings,  Lord,  afford; 
 To  me  thy  holy  will  reveal, 
 Unfold  the  book,  and  loose  the  seal. 
 
 (538) 
 
Part  III.        miscellaneous.        689, 690 
 
 3  Call  me,  oh  call  me  to  thy  feet, 
 And  there  transported  may  I  sit ; 
 With  joy  thy  heavenly  features  trace, 
 And  feast  upon  thy  richest  grace. 
 
 689  C.  M. 
 
 For  nearness  to  Christ. 
 
 1  TESUS,  my  Saviour,  bind  me  fast 
 ei    In  cords  of  heavenly  love  ; 
 Then  sweetly  draw  me  to  thy  breast, 
 
 Nor  let  me  thence  remove. 
 
 2  Draw  me  from  all  created  good, 
 
 Myself,  the  world,  and  sin  ; 
 To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
 And  make  me  pure  within. 
 
 3  Oh  lead  me  to  thy  mercy-seat, 
 
 Attract  me  nearer  still; 
 Draw  me,  like  Mary,  to  thy  feet, 
 To  sit  and  learn  thy  will. 
 
 4  Oh  draw  me  by  thy  providence, 
 
 Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word, 
 From  all  the  things  of  time  and  sense 
 To  thee,  my  gracious  Lord. 
 
 5  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend, 
 
 On  thee  my  soul  would  rest; 
 On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
 Be  near,  and  I  am  blest.- 
 
 690  L.  M. 
 
 Resigning  to  (?race. 
 1  XT7EARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 
 VV    Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
 At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
 And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 
 
 (539) 
 
691  miscellaneous.       Part  III. 
 
 2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease  — 
 God  that  creates  must  seal  my  peace ; 
 Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
 Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 
 
 3  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 
 Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  : 
 Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
 
 To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 
 
 691  C.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 The  Saviour's  Invitation. 
 
 1  rpHE  Saviour  calls  —  let  every  ear 
 _L    Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
 
 Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
 Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
 
 2  For  every  thirsty  longing  heart, 
 
 Here  streams  of  bounty  flow  : 
 And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
 To  banish  mortal  woe. 
 
 3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 
 
 To  ease  your  every  pain  ; 
 (Immortal  fountain  !  full  supplies!) 
 Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 
 
 4  Ye  sinners  come  ;  'tis  mercy's  voice, 
 
 The  gracious  call  obey  : 
 Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys  — 
 And  can  yfu  yet  delay  ? 
 
 5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts ; 
 
 To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
 And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts; 
 And  drink,  and  never  die. 
 
 (540) 
 
Part  III.      miscellaneous.        692, 693 
 
 692  C.  M.     Watts'  Psalms. 
 God's  mercy  to  the  Distressed. 
 
 1  T  ET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
 J_J   Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
 
 Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
 And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 
 
 2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 
 
 Or  virtue  lies  distress'd 
 Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
 Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 
 
 3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 
 
 And  guides  our  giddy  youth  ; 
 
 Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
 
 And  all  his  words  are  truth. 
 
 4  He  knows  the  pains  his  servants  feel, 
 
 He  hears  his  children  cry, 
 
 And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
 
 His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 
 
 5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 
 
 From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
 He  saves  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
 Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 
 
 6  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 
 
 And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
 Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
 The  honours  of  their  God. 
 
 693  C.  M.    Watts'  Hymns. 
 
 Praise  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 
 
 1  T  ET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 
 J_i  Who  never  knew  thy  grace, 
 But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
 The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
 
 (541) 
 
694  miscellaneous.       Part  III. 
 
 2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
 
 And  send  them  to  thy  throne, 
 All  glory  to  th'  United  Three, 
 The  Undivided  One. 
 
 3  'Twas  he  (and  we  '11  adore  his  name) 
 
 That  form'd  us  by  a  word, 
 'Twas  he  restor'd  our  ruin'd  frame; 
 Salvation  to  the  Lord. 
 
 4  Hosanna  !  let  the  earth  and  skies 
 
 Repeat  the  joyful  sound, 
 Rocks,  hills,  and  vales,  reflect  the  voice 
 In  one  eternal  round. 
 
 694  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 True  Liberty  given  by  Christ. 
 
 ARK  !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls 
 To  life  and  liberty  ; 
 Transported  fall  before  his  feet 
 Who  makes  the  pris'ners  free. 
 
 2  The  cruel  bonds  of  sin  he  breaks, 
 And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  ; 
 Smiling  he  deals  those  pardons  round, 
 Which  free  from  endless  pain. 
 
 'H 
 
 3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pour9 
 
 His  Spirit  from  on  high; 
 We  lose  the  terrors  of  the  slave, 
 And  Abba,  Father!  cry. 
 
 4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  sing  his  grace; 
 
 The  sinner's  friend  proclaim ; 
 And  call  on  all  around  to  seek 
 True  freedom  by  his  name. 
 
 (542) 
 
Part  III.       miscellaneous.        695,696 
 
 5  Walk  on  at  large,  till  you  attain 
 Your  Father's  house  above ; 
 There  shall  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
 And  sing  immortal  love. 
 
 695  C.  M.  Collyer. 
 Herein  is  love.    1  John  iv.  10. 
 
 1  ~\7"E  saints,  assist  me  in  my  song  — 
 
 i    Let  all  your  passions  move ; 
 To  Jesus  all  the  notes  belong  — 
 I  sing  redeeming  love. 
 
 2  Around  the  circle  of  his  friends 
 
 His  tender  passions  move  ; 
 And  while  he  liv'd  his  constant  theme 
 Was  still  redeeming  love. 
 
 3  Gently  he  rais'd  his  sacred  hands, 
 
 Before  his  last  remove  ; 
 And  the  rast  whispers  of  his  tongue 
 Sigh'd  forth  redeeming  love. 
 
 4  Thro'  life's  wide  waste,  with  weary  feet, 
 
 In  darkness  I  may  rove  : 
 
 But  never  can  my  heart,  forget 
 
 Redeeming,  dying  love. 
 
 5  Oh,  that  before  his  sacred  throne, 
 
 I  all  its  sweets  may  prove  f 
 Still  as  my  pleasures  rise,  my  song 
 Shall  be  redeeming  love. 
 
 696  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 Reluming  to  Zion.    Isa.  xxxv.  10. 
 
 1  OING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
 WJ  Your  great  Deliv'rer  sing; 
 Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
 Be  joyful  in  your  King. 
 
 (543) 
 
697  miscellaneous.        Part  III. 
 
 2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
 
 Through  all  the  blissful  road  : 
 
 Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
 
 And  see  your  smiling  God. 
 
 3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
 
 Shall  bloom  on  ev'ry  head ; 
 While  sorrows,  sighing,  and  distress, 
 Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 
 
 4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 
 
 Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
 And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
 While  labring  up  the  hill. 
 
 697  S.  M. 
 
 "How  shall  man  be  just  with  God  V 
 
 1  A  H,  how  shall  fallen  man 
 xx  Be  just  before  his  God! 
 
 If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
 We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 
 
 2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 
 
 With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
 Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
 A  just  excuse  devise? 
 
 3  All-seeing,  powerful  God  ! 
 
 Who  can  with  thee  contend  : 
 Or  who  that  tries  th'  unequal  strife, 
 Shall  prosper  in  the  end? 
 
 4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 
 
 Their  ancient  seats  forsake! 
 The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
 Her  rooted  pillars  shake! 
 
 (544) 
 
Part  III.       miscellaneous.        698, 699 
 
 5  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man 
 Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
 None  —  none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
 But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 
 
 698  L.  M. 
 
 Sympathizing  High-Priest.    Heb.  iv.  15. 
 
 1  ri^HE  Lord,  who  once  on  Calv'ry  bled, 
 I  And  rose  triumphant  from  the  dead, 
 Pursues  in  heaven  his  plan  of  grace, 
 The  Friend  of  man's  apostate  race. 
 
 2  There,  as  our  Advocate,  he  reigns, 
 Touch'd  with  the  feeling  of  our  pains ; 
 And  still  remembers,  in  the  skies, 
 
 His  tears,  and  groans,  and  agonies. 
 
 3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart 
 This  Man  of  Sorrows  bears  a  part : 
 In  all  our  grief,  that  grief  He  shares, 
 And  rescues  us  from  Satan's  snares. 
 
 4  Oh !  let  us  then,  before  his  throne, 
 With  boldness  make  our  sorrows  known; 
 And  seek,  from  fear  and  bondage  freed, 
 His  grace  to  help  in  time  of  need." 
 
 699  C.  M. 
 
 The  Baptism,  of  Jesus.    Matt.  in. 
 
 1  QEE  from  on  high  a  light  divine 
 O  On  Jesus'  head  descend ; 
 
 And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven, 
 That  bids  us  all  attend. 
 
 2  '  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son,' 
 
 Proclaimed  the  voice  divine; 
 '  Hear  him,'  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
 '  For  all  his  words  are  mine.' 
 2K  (545) 
 
700  miscellaneous.        Part  III, 
 
 3  His  mission  thus  confirm'd  from  heaven, 
 
 The  great  Messiah  came, 
 And  heavenly  wisdom  taught  to  man, 
 In  God  his  Father's  name. 
 
 4  The  path  of  heavenly  peace  he  show'd, 
 
 That  leads  to  bliss  on  high, 
 Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here, 
 Shall  live,  no  more  to  die. 
 
 5  O  may  we  then  who  own  him  Lord, 
 
 And  his  loved  name  profess. 
 By  all  our  words  and  actions  prove 
 That  we  his  mind  possess! 
 
 700  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
 
 All  men  commanded  to  repent. 
 
 1  "  T)  EPEXT  !"  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
 
 XV  Nor  longer  dare  delay  : 
 The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
 And  meets  a  fiery  day. 
 
 2  No  more  the  sov'reign  eye  of  God 
 
 O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
 His  heralds  are  dispatcn'd  abroad, 
 To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 
 
 3  The  summons  reach'd  through  all  the  earth 
 
 Let  earth  attend  and  fear; 
 
 Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 
 
 And  let  your  vassals  hear! 
 
 4  Together  in  his  presence  bow. 
 
 And  all  your  guilt  confess; 
 Embrace  the  blessed  Saviour  now, 
 Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 
 
 (546) 
 
Part  III.  MISCELLANEOUS.  701 
 
 5  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
 
 And  call  you  to  his  bar : 
 For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
 And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 
 
 6  Amazing  love  !  that  yet  will  call, 
 
 And  yet  prolong  our  days! 
 Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
 And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 
 
 701  C.  M.  Altered. 
 
 Christ  a  Refuge. 
 
 1  rpO  the  dear  haven  of  thy  breast, 
 X    O  Son  of  Man,  I  fly  ! 
 
 Be  thou  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 
 For  O !  the  storm  is  high. 
 
 2  Save,  save  me  from  the  furious  blast ; 
 
 My  soul's  protection  be  : 
 Hide  me,  blest  Jesus,  till  o'erpast 
 The  storm  of  sin  I  see. 
 
 3  More  welcome  than  the  water-spring 
 
 To  a  dry,  barren  place, 
 Do  thou  descend  on  me,  and  bring 
 Thy  sweet  refreshing  grace. 
 
 4  In  time  of  thai  and  distress, 
 
 Thou  hast  my  succour  been, 
 Still  in  my  utter  helplessness 
 Restraining  me  from  sin. 
 
 5  How  swiftly,  in  the  trying  hour, 
 
 To  save  me,  thou  didst  move ! 
 
 O  !  still  protect  me  by  thy  pow'r, 
 
 And  strengthen  with  thy  love. 
 
 (547) 
 
702  miscellaneous.        Part  III. 
 
 6  O  let  me  hang  upon  my  God, 
 Till  I  thy  glory  see  : 
 Till  thy  divine,  prevailing  blood 
 Shall  speak  me  up  to  thee. 
 
 702  P.  M. 
 
 The  day  is  far  spent. 
 
 1  rpHE  day  is  far  spent, 
 X    The  evening  is  nigh, 
 When  we  must  lay  down 
 
 The  body  and  die  ; 
 Great  God !  we  surrender 
 
 Our  dust  to  thy  care, 
 But,  oh  !  for  the  summons 
 
 Our  spirit  prepare.  , 
 
 2  The  hours  that  remain, 
 
 Oh,  with  us  abide, 
 And  in  the  dark  vale 
 
 Of  death,  be  our  guide  ; 
 Through  life's  weary  journey, 
 
 Thou  still  hast  been  near; 
 And  in  our  last  moments, 
 
 Lord,  for  us  appear. 
 
 3  We  die  to  obtain 
 
 A  seat  with  the  blest, 
 A  freedom  from  pain, 
 
 A  mansion  of  rest ; 
 We  see,  not  regretting, 
 
 The  shadows  arise, 
 The  sun  of  life  setting 
 
 And  night  on  the  skies. 
 
 4  Though  rayless  the  night, 
 
 Though  starless  the  skies, 
 Extinguished  all  light, 
 And  death  on  our  eyes; 
 
 (548) 
 
Part  III.         MISCELLANEOUS.  703 
 
 An  unclouded  morning 
 
 Shall  rise  on  the  tomb, 
 Before  whose  bright  dawning 
 
 Shall  vanish  its  gloom. 
 5  O,  day  long  foretold  ! 
 
 When  wilt  thou  appear? 
 Thy  approach  we  behold 
 
 With  hope  and  with  fear ! 
 O,  righteous  Judge,  spare  ijs, 
 
 From  sin  set  us  free, 
 And  daily  prepare  us 
 
 To  stand  before  thee ! 
 
 703 
 
 The  Eden  of  Love. 
 
 1  TJO  W  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await 
 -O.       me, 
 
 In  yon  blissful  region,  the  haven  of  rest, 
 Where  glorified  spirits  with  welcome  shall  greet 
 me. 
 And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the  blest; 
 Encircled  in  light  and  with  glory  enshrouded. 
 My  happiness  perfect,  my  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
 I  '11  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 
 And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of 
 Love. 
 
 2  While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned  celestial. 
 
 Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
 The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions  ter- 
 restrial, 
 In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise: 
 Then  songs  to  the  Lamb  shall  re-echo  through 
 
 heaven. 
 My  soul  will  respond,  To  Immanuel  be  given 
 Ali  glory,  all  honour,  all  might  and  dominion, 
 Who  brought  us  through  grace  to  the  Eden  of 
 Love. 
 
 3  Then  hail,  blessed  state !  Hail,  ye  songsters  of 
 
 glory ! 
 Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I  '11  meet  you  above ! 
 (o-49) 
 
704  miscellaneous.      Part  III. 
 
 And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the  story. 
 
 "  Salvation  from  sorrow, through  Jesus's  love:" 
 Though  'prison' iJ  in  earth,  yet  by  anticipation, 
 Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibiition, 
 Of  Joys  that  await  me,  when  treed  from  proba- 
 tion : 
 
 My  heart's  now  in  heaven,  the  Eden  of  Love. 
 
 704  P.  M. 
 
 Thine  Anger  is  turned  away. 
 
 1  T  ORD,  and  is  thine  anger  gone, 
 JLi  And  art  thou  pacified  ? 
 After  all  that  I  have  done, 
 
 Dost  thou  no  longer  chide  ? 
 Let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 
 
 And  all  my  restless  passions  sway ; 
 Keep  me,  lest  I  turn  again 
 
 Out  of  the  narrow  way. 
 
 2  If  I  have  begun  once  more 
 
 Thy  sweet  return  to  feel  ; 
 If  e'en   now  I  find  thy  pow'r 
 
 Present  my  soul  to  heal;  — 
 Still  and  quiet  may  I  lie, 
 
 Nor  struggle  out  of  thine  embrace; 
 Never  more  resist  or  fly 
 
 From  thy  pursuing  grace. 
 
 3  To  the  cross,  thine  altar,  hind 
 
 Me,  with  the  cords  of  love; 
 Freedom  let  me  never  find 
 
 From  my  dear  Lord  to  rove : 
 That  I  never,  never  more, 
 
 May  with  my  much-loved  Master  part: 
 To  the  posts  of  mercy's  door 
 
 O  nail  my  willing  heart  I 
 
 4  See  my  utter  helplessness, 
 
 And  leave  me  not  alone  ; 
 O  preserve  in  perfect  peace, 
 And  seal  me  for  thine  own. 
 
 (550) 
 
Part  III.         MISCELLANEOUS.  705 
 
 More  and  more  thyself  reveal, 
 Thy  presence  let  me  always  find ; 
 
 Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal 
 My  feeble  sin-sick  mind. 
 
 5  As  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
 
 Thy  weakest  servant  keep; 
 Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 
 
 And  there  for  ever  weep: 
 Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o'erflow, 
 
 That  I  have  any  hope  of  heav'n  ; 
 Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 
 
 For  I  have  much  forgiv'n. 
 
 705  8,  8,  &  6. 
 
 The  Heavenly  Canaan. 
 
 1  pOME,  Lord  !  and  help  us  to  rejoice, 
 v>  In  hope  that  we  shall  hear  thy  voice, 
 
 Shall  one  day  see  our  God  ; 
 Shall  cease  from  all  our  painful  strife, 
 Handle  and  taste  the  word  of  Life, 
 
 And  feel  the  sprinkled  blood. 
 
 2  We  shall  not  always  make  our  moan, 
 Nor  worship  thee  a  God  unknown  ; 
 
 But  let  us  live  to  prove 
 Thy  people's  rest,  thy  saints'  delight, 
 The  length  and  breadth,the  depth  and  height 
 
 Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
 
 3  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 
 
 We  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 
 
 See  all  the  land  below : 
 Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
 And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 
 
 In  endless  plenty  grow : 
 
 (551) 
 
706  miscellaneous.       Part  III. 
 
 4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
 Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 
 
 With  every  blessing  blest; 
 There  dwells  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness, 
 And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace 
 
 And  everlasting  rest. 
 
 5  Oh,  when  shall  we  at  once  go  up  ! 
 Nor  this  side  Jordan  longer  stop, 
 
 But  the  good  land  possess: 
 When  shall  we  end  our  ling'ring  years, 
 Our  sorrows,  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 
 
 An  howling  wilderness! 
 
 6  O  dearest  Joshua  !  bring  us  in  ; 
 Display  thy  grace,  forgive  our  sin.    * 
 
 Our  unbelief  remove ; 
 The  heavenly  Canaan,  Lord,  divide ; 
 And,  Oh,  with  all  the  sanctify'd, 
 
 Give  us  a  lot  of  love  ! 
 
 706  7s.     6  lines. 
 
 Lord? s  Day  ;  or  New  Week. 
 
 1  QAFELY  through  another  week, 
 O  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  besf, 
 Emblem  of  eternal  rest ! 
 
 2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 
 Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
 Show  thy  reconciling  face, 
 
 Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 
 Prom  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
 May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 
 
 (552) 
 
Part  III.         MISCELLANEOUS.  707 
 
 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. 
 
 707  Sapphic  Verse. 
 
 Warning  Voice. 
 
 1  AH,  guilty  sinner,  ruin'd  by  transgression, 
 
 ^  What  shall  thy  doom  be,  when,  array'd  in 
 
 terror, 
 God  shall  command  thee,  cover'd  with  pollution, 
 Up  to  the  judgment  1 
 
 2  Wilt  thou  escape  from  his  omniscient  notice, 
 Fly  to  the  caverns,  court  annihilation  ? 
 
 Vain  thy  presumption,  justice  still  shall  triumph 
 In  thy  destruction. 
 
 3  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhile  and  ponder, 
 Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  Judge,  in  ven- 
 geance, 
 
 Hurl  from  his  presence  thine  affrighted  spirit, 
 Swift  to  perdition. 
 
 4  Oft  has  he  call'd  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not  hear 
 
 him; 
 Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been  slighted; 
 Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded. 
 Waits  to  embrace  thee. 
 
 5  Come, then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this  moment, 
 Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted, 
 Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleanness; 
 
 Jesus  invites  you. 
 
 6  But,  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message. 
 Cleave  to  the  world  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
 Mercy,  grown  weary,  shall  in  righteous  judgment, 
 
 Quit  you  for  ever. 
 (553) 
 
708  miscellaneous.       Part  III- 
 
 7  Where  the  worm  dies  not,  and  the  fire  eternal. 
 Fills  the  lust  soul  with  anguish  and  with  terror, 
 There  shall  the  sinner  spend  a  long  for  ever, 
 
 Dying  unpardoned. 
 
 8  Oh  !   guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning ; 
 Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  emhrace  his  pardon; 
 So  shall  your  spirit  meet  with  joy  triumphant, 
 
 Death  and  the  judgment. 
 
 708        The  Wandering  Sinner.     A.  B. 
 [Tune. — Bums' s  Wandering  Willie.] 
 
 1  T>ESTLESS  thy  spirit,  poor  wRndering  sinner. 
 It  Restless  and  roving — O,  come  to  thy  home  ! 
 
 Return  to  the  arms — to  the  bosom  of  mercy  : 
 The  Saviour  of  sinners  invites  thee  to  come. 
 
 2  Darkness  surrounds  thee,  and  tempests  are  rising 
 
 Fearful  and  daneerous  the  path  thou  hast  trod  ; 
 But  mercy  shines  forth  in  the  rainbow  of  promise, 
 To  welcome  the  wanderer  home  to  his  God. 
 
 3  Peace  to  the  storm  in  thy  soul  shall  be  spoken, 
 
 Guilt  from  thy  bosom  be  banish'd  away  ; 
 And  heaven's  sweet  breezes,  o'er  death's  rolling 
 billows, 
 Shall  waft  thee  at  last  to  the  regions  of  day. 
 
 4  But.  oh  !  if  regardless  of  God's  gracious  warn- 
 
 ing. 
 Afar  from  his  favour  your  soul  must  remove  ; 
 May  you  never  hear  —  never  feel  the  dread  sen- 
 tence ; 
 But  live  to  his  glory,  and  die  in  his  love. 
 (554) 
 
Part  III.       miscellaneous.       709, 710 
 
 709  Daughter  of  Zion. 
 
 1  T\AUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy 
 xJ        sadness ! 
 
 Awake  !  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no 
 more ; 
 Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 
 gladness, 
 Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
 
 2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  sub- 
 
 dued them, 
 And  scatterd  their  legions,  was  mightier 
 far; 
 They  fled  like  the  chafTfrom  the  scourge  that 
 pursued  them, 
 Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 
 of  war. 
 
 3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved 
 
 thee 
 Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel 
 
 should  be ; 
 Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroy'd  that  enslaved 
 
 theer 
 Th'  oppressor  is  vanquish'd,  and  Zion  is 
 
 free. 
 
 710  P.  M. 
 
 Praise  to  the  Three  in  One. 
 
 1  "TTOUNG  men  and  maidens,  raise 
 JL    Your  tuneful  voices  high! 
 Old  men  and  children,  praise 
 The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky  ; 
 Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
 Extol  to  all  eternity. 
 
 (555) 
 
710  miscellaneous.       Part  III. 
 
 2  The  universal  King 
 
 Let  all  the  world  proclaim! 
 Let  ev'ry  creature  sing 
 
 His  attributes  and  name  ! 
 Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
 Extol  to  all  eternity. 
 
 3  In  his  great  name  alone 
 
 All  excellencies  meet; 
 Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
 
 And  shall  for  ever  sit: 
 Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
 Extol  to  all  eternity. 
 
 4  Glory  to  God  belongs, 
 
 Glory  to  God  be  giv'n, 
 Above  the  noblest  songs 
 
 Of  all  in  earth  and  heav'n  : 
 Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
 Extol  to  all  eternity. 
 
 (556) 
 
INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 
 
 Aaron  and  Christ,  252. 
 
 Absence  from  God,  intolerable,  421. 
 
 of  the  heart,  lamented,  367. 
 Acceptance  through  Christ,  69,  132,  249,  697. 
 Adam  and  Christ,  52,  53. 
 Admonition  and  Encouragement,  389 — 403. 
 Adoption,  316 ;  and  pardon,  124,  272. 
 Adoration  and  Praise,  1—20.    See  Praise. 
 Advocate,  Christ  our,  124,  252,  339,  698. 
 Affections,  inconstant,  367. 
 
 allured  from  God,  373. 
 spiritual,  desired,  427. 
 Afflictive  Providences,  in  various  forms,  with  re- 
 signation, trust,  and  devotion,  612— 62L 
 Aid  for  the  Poor,  628—632. 
 Angels  attending  Christ  and  his  saints,  233. 
 
 worship  Christ,  279. 
 
 their  song  at  his  birth,  226,  227,  228. 
 Antichrist,  destruction  of,  187. 
 Apostasy  deprecated,  376. 
 Apostles  commissioned,  153,  562. 
 Ark  of  safety,  125. 
 Ascension  of  Christ,  241,  242,  246. 
 Ashamed  not,  of  Christ,  147,  659. 
 Assistance,  divine,  in  preaching,  647,  649,  665 ; 
 
 and  in  hearing  and  worship,  644, 651, 666. 
 Associations,  586—592. 
 
 (557) 
 
INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Assurance  in  Christ,  desired,  291  ; 
 
 and  experienced,  220,  659. 
 
 of  heavenly  bliss,  444,  449. 
 Atonement,  61,  256,  257,  258. 
 Awakening  and  Inviting,  74—96. 
 
 Backslidings  and  returns.  102,  357,  367. 
 
 dreaded,  376. 
 Balaam's  wish,  65. 
 Baptism,  140—157. 
 
 of  Jesus,  699. 
 Beatitudes,  343. 
 
 Before  and  After  sermon,  644 — 679. 
 Bible,  precious,  42,  49.    (See  Holy  Scriptures.) 
 Blessedness  of  God's  people.  37,  322,  330,  343. 
 
 in  death,  65,  476,  484. 
 
 of  the  sons  of  peace,  194. 
 
 of  the  benevolent,  610,  630,  631. 
 Blessings  of  the  Gospel,  294—352. 
 Brazen  serpent,  62. 
 Broad  and  narrow  way,  63. 
 Brotherly  love,  193,  194,  196,  197.  198. 
 
 Calamity,  public  or  national ;  (see  Afflictive  Pro- 
 vidences. 
 
 Calvary,  (or  Golgotha)  176.  177;  voice  from,  326. 
 ;ind  Sinai,  contrasted,  295. 
 Tabor,  and  Sinai ;  or  the  three  mountains, 
 332. 
 
 Canaan  and  heaven,  452. 
 
 the  heavenly,  455,  705. 
 
 Captain  of  salvation,  218. 
 
 Change  produced  by  the  gospel,  44,  126,  661. 
 
 Characters  of  Christ,  various,  251  —  254;  261  — 
 270 ;  and  names,  276. 
 
 Charity,  (benevolence)  to  the  poor.  628.  632. 
 (love)  192,  193  j  superiority  of,  318. 
 
 Chastisement ;  (see  Afflictive  Providences.) 
 (558) 
 
INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Children  of  God  (Christians)  316. 
 
 their  character,  193. 
 Christ,  225-287. 
 
 and  Aaron,  252. 
 
 and  Adam,  52.  53. 
 
 Advocate,  252,  339.  698. 
 
 ascension  of,  241,  242,  246. 
 
 atoning  sacrifice,  256,  257. 
 
 birth,  (or  nativity)  of,  226—229. 
 
 Brazen  Serpent,  62. 
 
 Bridegroom,  204,  403. 
 
 Brother.  391  ;  burden  of  the  song,  282. 
 
 Captain  and  conqueror,  218. 
 
 characters  and  names  of,  276. 
 
 chief  among  ten  thousand,  282. 
 
 coming  of,  510,  513.    (See  Judgment.) 
 
 corenation  of,  248,   262:    and  espousals, 
 204. 
 
 crucifixion  of,  236—239. 
 
 crucified,  our  theme,  73. 
 
 death,  victory,  and  dominion,  244. 
 
 Deity  and  humanity,  232,  465. 
 
 Desire  of  all  nations,  270. 
 
 errand  into  the  world,  225,  324. 
 
 example,  in  life,  234;  and  in  suffering,  247. 
 
 exalted  to  the  kingdom,  244,  261,  345,  566. 
 
 farewell  to  his  Church,  242. 
 
 Foundation  of  the  Church,  178. 
 
 Fountain  of  life,  277,  299. 
 
 Friend,  111,  284,  427. 
 
 fulness  and  all  sufficiency,  271,  274,  654. 
 
 glory  and  excellence,  270,  282. 
 
 Hope  and  trust,  our  only,  260,  298,  656. 
 
 incarnation  of,  22ri;  and  sacrifice,  250. 
 
 King,  231,  233,  261 ;  and  Priest,  252;  and 
 Prophet,  253. 
 
 Lamb  of  God,  257,  258. 
 
 Leader,  136,  411. 
 
 Life  of  our  souls,  260. 
 
 Light  of  the  world,  268. 
 
 Lord  of  all,  248,  275. 
 
 Love  of,  to  man.  55,  171,  173,  177,  274. 
 
 Mediator,  249,  339. 
 
 miracles  of,  245. 
 
 Morning  Star,  263. 
 
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INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Christ,  offices  of.  253. 
 
 Pearl  of  great  price,  682. 
 
 Physician,  60,  1 13  ;  and  benefactor,  265. 
 
 power  and  wisdom  of  God,  73. 
 
 Priest,  the  great  hieh,  251,  252,  254.  255; 
 
 and  Advocate,  698. 
 Prince  of  peace,  262 :  and  of  grace,  270. 
 Prophet,  Priest,  and  King,  253. 
 Ransom.  2.58,  259. 
 Refuge  from  the  storm,  381,  701. 
 resurrection  of,  240  ;  and  ascension,  241. 
 Righteousness,  our,  314,  685. 
 
 and  wisdom,  &c.  303. 
 Rock  cleft.  273. 
 Sacrifice,  167,  256,  257. 
 Saviour,  2G4,  3l7  ;  the  only,  697. 
 Shepherd,  266,  383,  186. 
 sufferings  and  death  of,  236.  239. 
 Sun  of  righteousness,  267,  687. 
 transfiguration  of.  235. 
 Way  to  heaven,  136. 
 Way,  Truth,  and  Life,  269. 
 Wisdom,  Righteousness,  &c.  303. 
 (See  other  articles  referring  to  Christ,  under 
 their  respective  terms.) 
 Christian,  pleading  the  name  of  Jesus.  23. 
 
 longing  for  the  light  of  God's  face,  24. 
 
 making  his  request.  27. 
 
 travelling  like  Jacob,  28. 
 
 looking  through  a  glass  darkly,  39. 
 
 praising  God  for  salvation,  58. 
 
 entering  the  Ark  of  safety,  125. 
 
 rehearsing   his    conversion,    128,    129 ; 
 135—139. 
 
 glorying  only  in  Christ,  132,  172. 
 
 resolved  to  follow  Christ,  142. 
 
 rejoicing  in   Christ  and  his  love,  202, 
 203. 
 
 encouraging  his  soul  to  the  war,  215, 
 216,  217. 
 
 secure  beneath  the  Cross,  220. 
 
 dedicating  himself  to  Christ,  284.  \ 
 
 viewing  his  treasure,  331. 
 
 supported  by  religion,  333. 
 
 sittiag  at  the  cross,  334. 
 
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INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Christian,  renouncing  the  world,  350. 
 
 lamenting    declension,    and  imploring 
 
 grace,  353—361. 
 longing  for  penitential  spirit,  366. 
 lamenting  inconstancy,  367. 
 hid  heart-yearnings,  368,  369. 
 making  Mary's  choice,  370. 
 following  example  of  Christ  and  saints. 
 
 375. 
 dreading  apostasy,  376. 
 his  crosses  as  a  pilgrim,  377. 
 watching  and  praying,  380. 
 flying  to  Christ  for  refuge,  381,  701. 
 humbly  pleading,  384. 
 confiding  in  the  Mediator,  385. 
 wrestling  like  Jacob,  386. 
 communing  with  God,  421 — 438. 
 pressing  on  towards  perfection,  439 — 
 
 446. 
 his  exercises  under  affliction,  612—617. 
 anticipating  heaven,  449,  452 — 405. 
 praying  for  a  happy  death,  453,  463. 
 contemplating  death,  469,  472,  480,  481. 
 
 (See  Death  and  Resurrection.) 
 triumphing  over  death,  483. 
 dying,  498. 
 Christians,  or  people  of  God,  their  privileges  and 
 blessings,  330,  331,  338,  343. 
 encouraged  to  confidence,  340,  341, 
 
 351. 
 exhorted  to  holiness,  342. 
 admonished  and  encouraged,  389—403. 
 Christian  Church,  178—189. 
 
 (See  Church.) 
 Christian  race,  439,  440. 
 
 relieion,  its  excellence,  337. 
 soldiers,  215—224. 
 Christian  Warfare,  215—224. 
 Church,  Christian,  178—189. 
 
 founded  on  Christ,  178. 
 formed,  or  established,  179. 
 defended  from  foes,  180. 
 God's  faithfulness  to,  183. 
 2L  (561) 
 
INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Church,  below  and  above,  185. 
 
 in  the  latter  day,  188,  189,  345,  592. 
 Church  Fellowship,  190—200. 
 
 members  raeetins,  1U0,  191. 
 prayin?  for  each  other,  192. 
 united  in  love,  190,  197,  198. 
 encouraging  each  other,  19J,  200. 
 Closing  Hymns.  609—079. 
 Commission,  or  errand  of  Christ,  56,  225.  324. 
 
 apostolic,  153,  562. 
 Communion  with  God,  421—438. 
 Concert  of  Prayer,  553 — 559. 
 Condescension  of  God,  7,  13,  306. 
 
 of  Christ,  53,  55,  171. 
 Confession,  penitential,  100,  108,  109,  119. 
 Conflict  and  prayer,  366 — 388. 
 Conformity  to  Christ,  319,  404. 
 Conqueror,  Christ  a,  218,  261. 
 Conversion,  122 — 139. 
 Convert,  yielding  to  Christ,  122. 
 to  sovereign  grace,  690. 
 hatins  his  sins.  123. 
 rejoicing  in  the  atoning  sacrifice,  124. 
 enterinz  the  Ark  of  safety,  125. 
 rehearsing  his  conversion,  128,  129, 135— 
 139, 
 Conviction  of  sin,  by  the  law,  64. 
 
 by  the  cross  of  Christ,  123,  128. 
 Convinced  6inner  encouraged,  81,  84,  88,  91,  93. 
 Coronation  of  Christ,  248,  262. 
 Creator  praised,  1,  30,  31.    (See  Praise.) 
 Creation  and  Providence,  30 — 39. 
 Creation,  God's  wonders  in,  30. 
 
 and  redemption  compared,  16. 
 providence,  and  grace,  32. 
 Cross  of  Christ,  effect  of,  169.  172, 
 and  Christ,  our  theme,  73. 
 glorying  in  it,  132. 
 saltation  in  it,  220. 
 
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INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Cross,  flying  to  it,  295. 
 
 repentance  flowing  from  it,  366. 
 taking  up  the  cross,  63,  116,  371. 
 Crosses,  of  the  Christian  pilgrim,  377. 
 resignation  under  them,  613. 
 Crucifixion  of  Christ,  236—239. 
 Daily  devotion,  518 — 533. 
 
 Darkness,  light  in  it  from  Christ's  presence,  410. 
 of  providence,  33;  to  be  cleared  up 
 hereafter,  35,  36,  39. 
 Death  and  Resurrection,  499 — 500.  (See  Funeral.) 
 Death,  a  happy  one  prayed  for,  453,  468,  477. 
 of  a  saint,  happy,  474,  476,  484. 
 and  heaven,  472. 
 
 and  judgment,  470.    (See  Judgment.) 
 victory  and  triumph  over,  483. 
 Death  of  Christ,  236—239. 
 
 and  victory  and  dominion,  244,  173. 
 (See  lord's  Supper.) 
 Declension  Lamented, L  353 — 365. 
 personal,  353 — 361. 
 of  the  church,  362—365. 
 Decrees  of  God,  2,  3,  320. 
 Dedication,  self,  118,  172,  284,  427. 
 Delay,  the  danger  of,  74,  78,  80,  85,  669,  670. 
 Delight  in  Christ,  425,  428,  431. 
 and  in  God,  429,  430. 
 in  the  church,  and  in  social  worship,  181, 
 
 185. 
 in  ordinances,  140,  143,  164,  165. 
 Denial,  self,  63,  116,342,  371. 
 Depravity  and  lost  state  of  man  lamented,  54. 
 
 and  recovery  through  Christ,  64,  315. 
 Devotion,  daily.    (See  Morning  and  Evening.) 
 
 secret,  378;  sick  bed,  623,  624. 
 Disease  of  sin,  and  cure  from  Christ,  113,  265. 
 Dismission  and  parting,  671 — 679. 
 Divinity  and  Humanity  of  Christ,  232,  465. 
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INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Dominion  of  God,  18 :  over  the  seas,  38. 
 
 Doxologies,  680. 
 
 Duties  of  religion,  234,  342. 
 
 not  meritorious,  64,  342,  part  2. 
 
 Early  piety,  335,  606—611. 
 
 Earnest  of  the  Spirit,  291. 
 
 Education,  religious,  610. 
 
 Election,  free,  320. 
 
 Encouragement,  to  Christians,  391,  396,  399. 
 
 and  exhortation.  389,  392,   393, 
 
 397. 
 to  convinced  sinners,  81,  84,  88, 
 
 91,  93. 
 to  young  persons,  606. 
 Evening.    (See  Morning  and  Evening.) 
 Example  of  Christ  in  lire,  234. 
 in  suffering,  247. 
 and  of  saints,  375,  443. 
 
 Faith,  of  things  unseen,  307. 
 
 power  of,  308. 
 
 in  Christ,  as  the  anti-type  of  the  brazen  ser- 
 pent, 62. 
 
 in  Christ,  as  the  atoning  lamb,  257. 
 
 in  Christ,  for  pardon  and  sanctirication,315. 
 
 walking  by  it,  not  by  sight,  3U9. 
 
 its  weakness  strengthened,  341. 
 
 and  repentance,  68. 
 
 and  assurance,  659. 
 
 triumphing  over  death  and  the  grave,  483. 
 
 bringing  forth  obedience ;  or  living  and  dead 
 faith  distinguished,  310. 
 
 combined  with  hope  and  love,  318. 
 Fall  and  Redemption.  52—62. 
 Family  worship.    (See  Morning  and  Evening.) 
 Fast,  for  adverse  seasons,  621,  622. 
 
 in  time  of  war,  640,  641. 
 Father,  God  our,  124,  316. 
 Fear,  encouragement  against,  340. 
 
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INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Feast  of  the  gospel,  86,  90,  296. 
 and  other  provisions,  305. 
 of  divine  love,  165: 
 Fellowship  of  the  saints,  190—200. 
 
 with  Christ  and  saints,  164. 
 with  God  and  Christ,  426. 
 
 (See  Communion  with  God.) 
 Following  Christ.  136,  142,  143. 
 Forgiveness,  joyful  sound  of,  311. 
 
 plentiful,  and  God  ready  to  forgive, 
 
 88,  313. 
 prayed  for,  112,  345;  enjoyed,  446. 
 (See  Pardon.) 
 Foundation,  Christ  the,  178. 
 Fountain  of  Christ's  blood,  299,  348. 
 
 of  life,  90,  277. 
 Friend,  Christ  our,  111,  234,  427. 
 Friends,  meeting,  190,  191 ;  parting,  197,  671—676. 
 Fulness  of  Christ,  270,  650,  654. 
 of  the  gospel,  44,  45,  86. 
 Funeral,  466—408.    (See  Death.) 
 
 of  a  faithful  minister,  486,  487. 
 of  a  pious  parent,  488. 
 of  a  young  person,  489. 
 of  an  infant,  490. 
 
 General  meetings  ;  (See  Spread  of  the  Gospel.) 
 Glory  of  God,  infinite,  18,  20. 
 
 of  God,  in  the  salvation  of  man,  16. 
 of  the  Mediator,  252,  261,  (2d  part.) 
 and  grace  of  Christ.  232. 
 and  excellency  of  his  person,  263,  282. 
 Glories  of  heaven,  451,  452,  455,  465. 
 
 (See  Heavenly  Prospects.) 
 God,  our  Creator,  1,  31;  and  the  Creator  of  the 
 universe,  30. 
 hjs  condescension,  7,  13,  306. 
 his  decrees  and  dominion,  2,  3. 
 his  faithful  promises,  17. 
 his  glory  in  the  salvation  of  man  16. 
 
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INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 God,  his  goodness,  8,  34;  his  holiness,  12. 
 
 his  invisibility,  5;  his  lovins-kindness,  14. 
 
 the  love  of  his  natilre,  9,  10. 
 
 light  and    love.  II:  his   love   and   grace   to 
 
 man,  31b",  324  ; — mercy,  56,  407. 
 his  majesty,  4;  —  omnipresence  and  omni- 
 science, 6. 
 his  perfections.  15. 
 the   all-sufficient    pwrtion    of  the  soul.  400, 
 
 430,  541. 
 his  gracious  presence  and  favour,  delightful, 
 
 429  ;  and  earnestly  desired,  422. 
 his  glorious  presence,  heaven's  bliss,  423. 
 worthy  of  universal  praise,  18. 
 exalted  above  all  praise.  20. 
 (Other  articles  referring  to  God  may  be  found 
 under  their  respective  terms.) 
 Godhead  of  Christ,  232,  4G5. 
 Goodness  of  God,  8,  34. 
 Gospel,  not  .ashamed  of  it,  659. 
 
 balm,  tree  of  life,  foundation,  45. 
 blessedness  of  hearkening  to  it,  402.  652. 
 contrasted  with  the  law,  50,  294,  295. 
 excellence  and  sufficiency  of,  48. 
 a  feast,  86,  90,  296 ;  glorious  gospel,  57. 
 glorious  plan,  301  ;  God's  glory  manifested 
 
 by  it,  297 ;  hope,  from  that  only,  298. 
 happy  tidings.   302 ;    its  invitations    and 
 
 promises,  305. 
 power  of,  44.   126,  650 ;  power  of  God 
 unto  salvation,  304 ;  proclamation  of, 
 420. 
 practical  influence  of,  342. 
 success  of.  different,  73. 
 meetings  for  the  spread  of,  553 — 592. 
 Grace,  abounding,  324,  325;  amazing,  sweet,  and 
 charming,  409.  662,  312. 
 contrasted  with  works,    325 ;    converting, 
 
 326. 
 efficacious,  394.  650;    no  class  excluded 
 from  it,   650 ;    and   condescension   of 
 God,  306 
 free  and  sovereign,  315, 320 ;  growth  in,  441. 
 its  influence  prayed  for,  110,  162. 
 
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INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Grace,  justifying.  74;  and  sanctifying,  325,  342, 
 (part  2J 
 
 pardoning,  .313;  preserving,  323;  renew- 
 ing, necessity  of,  289,  and  praise  for, 
 327. 
 
 necessary  to  success,  73,  500 ;  salvation 
 by,  312,  325;  works  in  us  to  will  and  to 
 do,  321. 
 
 all-sufficient,  649 ;  throne  of,  accessible, 
 546,  547. 
 
 Happiness  of  the  church,  180,  181. 
 
 of  the  Christian's  lot,  322,  330,  352. 
 Hardness  of  heart  lamented,  97,  102,  110. 
 Hatred  of  sin,  69,  366. 
 Heart  yearnings  and  breathings,  368,  369. 
 Heaven  anticipated,  449.  452 — 465. 
 its  glories,  451,  452,  455,  465. 
 and  complete  blessedness,  447,  448,  450. 
 Heavenly  prospects,  447 — 165. 
 Hell  subdued  by  Christ,  173,  244. 
 High  Priest,  Christ  our,  251,  252,  254,  255. 
 
 and  advocate,  698. 
 Holiness,  319,  342,  369.    (See  Sanctijication.) 
 Holy  Scriptures,  40 — 51.    (See  Scriptures.) 
 Holy  Spirit,  influences  of.  288—29:1. 
 
 dependence  on  God  for,  288. 
 effects  of  his  influence,  293,  253. 
 grieved  and  entreated,  353,  354,  357. 
 invoked,  291,  292,  666;   prayed  for, 
 
 110:  promised,  290. 
 witnessing  and  sealing,  291. 
 works  in  us  to  will  and  lo  do,  321. 
 Hope,  none  excluded  from,  6".0 ;  vain  when  built 
 on   works,   64;    from   the  gospel  only, 
 298  ;  of  heaven,  our  support,  444. 
 its  purifying  influence.  316. 
 makes  death  easy,  452. 
 Humanity  and  divinity  of  Christ,  232,  465. 
 Humble,  God  visits,  13,  and  dwells  with,  306. 
 encouraged  to  rejoice,  338. 
 
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INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Humiliation  and  exaltation  of  Christ,  61,   170, 
 
 244,  465. 
 Humiliation,  day  of,  for  the  church,  362 — 365. 
 
 on  account  of  adverse  seasons,  621, 
 
 622. 
 on  account  of  war,  640,  641. 
 Humility,  329 ;  and  penitence,  103,  109. 
 
 and  meekness,  blessedness  of,  313. 
 Hypocrites  and  apostates.  63. 
 Impenitence  and  unbelief,  danger  of,  68. 
 Imputed  righteousness,  132,  314,  342,  (2d  part.) 
 Incarnation  of  Christ,  57,  226,  232.  465. 
 Inconstancy  lamented,  367. 
 Independence,  American,  636. 
 Influences  of  the  Holy  Spirit,  288—293. 
 
 (See  Holy  Spirit.) 
 Inheritance,  Christian,  331;  the  heavenly,  686. 
 Inspiration  of  the  Scriptures,  -I'd. 
 Intercession  of  Chris',  124, 252 ;  typified  by  Aaron's 
 
 breast-plaie,  251. 
 Invitations  of  Christ,  92,  96,  691. 
 
 of  the  gospel,  81,  84,  &i.  90. 
 of  the  Spirit  and  the  bride,  &c,  89. 
 (See  Jlwakening  and  Inviting.) 
 Invocation  hymns,  291,  292,  666. 
 Israel  prayed  for,  568,  569. 
 
 restoration  and  conversion  of,  569,  570. 
 
 Jesus,  the  admiration  of  anzels,  274. 
 
 a  captain  and  conqueror,  2iy,  261. 
 his  condescending  grace,  281. 
 his  incomparable  excellencies,  J;2. 
 his  name  charming  and  svveut,  271.  272. 
 his  power  and  grace,  275 ;  precious  to  be- 
 lievers, 271. 
 our  righteousness,  685.    (See  Christ.) 
 Jews ;  see  Israel. 
 Joy,  of  a  remarkable  conversion,  129. 
 
 in  heaven,  over  a  repenting  sinner,  134. 
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INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Joy,  heavenly,  on  earth,  210,  425. 
 Joyful  exercises ;  (see  Rejoicing.) 
 Jubilee,  the  gospel,  203,  347,  402,  664. 
 Judgment,  final,  507 — 517. 
 
 Justification,  by  Christ's  righteousness,  303,  314 ; 
 by  his  blood,  697. 
 
 by  faitb,  not  by  works,  64,  132. 
 
 by  free  and  sovereign  grace,  325. 
 
 and  sanctification,  303,  315,  342,  (2d 
 part.) 
 
 King,  Christ  a,  231,  233,  261 ;  crown  him,  248. 
 Kingdom  of  Christ,  218,  566. 
 
 its  increase  prayed  for,  344,  558,  563,  565. 
 love  to,  588;  its  universality,  261,  345, 
 591 ;   and  blessedness  in  the  latter 
 day,  188. 
 
 Lamb  of  God,  Christ  the,  257,  258,  319. 
 
 worthy  of  all  praise,  279,  287. 
 Latter  Day  and  its  glories,  188,  567,  583,  592. 
 
 dawning,  419,  579. 
 Law  and   gospel,  compared  and  contrasted.  50, 
 294,  295. 
 transgressed,  speaks  nothing  but  despair,  298. 
 Life,  the  accepted  time,  and  season  of  hope,  78, 
 82,  85. 
 of  our  souls,  Christ  the,  260. 
 Light,  in  darkness,  God's  presence,  341,  410. 
 siiining  out  of  darkness,  36. 
 of  God's  countenance  prayed  for,  24,  358. 
 of  the  world,  Christ  the,  268,  479;   and 
 sun.  267,  687. 
 Lord  of  all,  Christ,  244,  248. 
 Lord's  Day,  534—542. 
 
 morning.  534,  535,  536 ;  evening,  542. 
 the  resurrection  Jay,  536,  537. 
 its  deliahtful  exercises,  535,  538,  540. 
 preparation  of  heart  for,  539. 
 Lord's  Supper,  162—177. 
 Love  of  God,  9,  10;  and  wonderful  grace,  316. 
 in  the  gift  of  his  son,  324. 
 
INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Love  of  Christ  to  man,  55,  171,  173,  177,  274. 
 to  God,  410.  421,  422.  430. 
 to  Christ,  169,  -203,  271.  274. 2S6. 
 superior  excellence  of  this  grace,  318. 
 to  the  saints,  193;  and  unmn,  196,  197,  198. 
 to  creatures,  dangerous,  373. 
 divine,  delightful,  434  ;  invoked,  435. 
 
 Majesty  and  greainess  of  God,  4,  20. 
 Mariner's  psalm.  38:  sons,  388. 
 Mary's  choice,  desired.  370. 
 Meeting  of  Christian  friends,  190.  191. 
 Membership,  receiving  to,  158 — 161. 
 Merey  of  God,  56,  324,  407. 
 Mercy  seat,  li.0,  372,  413. 
 Message  of  Christ,  56,  225.  324. 
 Messiah ;  'see  Christ.) 
 Millennium  ;   (see  Latter- Day.) 
 Ministers  their  message  charming,  302. 
 
 earnest  desire  of,  597. 
 
 ordination  of,  593 — 598. 
 
 prayer  for  one  sick,  618. 
 
 funeral  of  a  faithful  one,  486,  487. 
 Missionary  Meetings,  560—585. 
 Missionaries  set  apart,  571,  572;  charge  to,  573. 
 encouraged,  574 ;    prayed  for,   575, 
 576 ;  departure  of,  577  ;  farewell, 
 578,  532. 
 Monthly  concert  of  prayer.  553 — 559. 
 Morning  and  Evening,  518 — 533. 
 
 Names,  characters,   and  offices  of  Christ,  251— 
 255  ;  257,  258,  '.61—270  ;  273,  276. 
 (See  Christ;   and  his  characters,  &c.  under 
 their  respective  terms.) 
 National  hymns,  636 — 643. 
 Nativity  of  Christ.  226—229. 
 Nature,  book  of,  and  scripture,  40. 
 Nature  and  grace,  59,  315,  325. 
 Nearness  to  Christ.  441. 
 New  Year,  633—635. 
 
 Offices  of  Christ,  253,  276.    (See  Christ.) 
 
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INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Opening  Meeting  Houses,  601—603. 
 Ordinations,  593—600. 
 
 Pardon  prayed  for,  100,  105,  106,  109,  112,  115. 
 only  in  the  gospel,  304. 
 from  the  grace  of  God,  313. 
 through  the  blood  of  Christ,  299. 
 gratitude  for,  176. 
 to  the  penitent  woman,  133. 
 and  sanctification,  69,  315. 
 Parting  of  Christian  friends,  671 — 674. 
 
 and  farewell  of  minister,   675;  of  mis- 
 sionary, 578,  582. 
 Pastures  of  Christ  the  Shepherd,  sought,  186. 
 Peace  to  the  penitent,  133. 
 
 and  pardon  through  the  sospel,  126. 
 national,  prayed  for,  640,  641 ;  and  thanks- 
 giving for,  642,  643. 
 Pearl  of  great  price,  682. 
 
 Penitence,  desired  and  prayed  for,  97,  99,  108,  110. 
 Penitent,  pleading  for  mercy,  100,  101,  &c. ;  taking 
 encouragement,  118 — 121;  forgiven, 
 128,133. 
 Penitential  exercises,  97 — 121. 
 Pentecost,  561. 
 
 Perfections  of  God,  15.    (See  Ood.) 
 Persevering  and  preserving  grace,  323,  659. 
 Person  of  Christ.    (See  Christ.) 
 Physician,  Christ  the,  60,  113,  265. 
 Pilgrim,  Christian,  his  crosses,  377. 
 
 his  happy  lot,  352. 
 Portion  of  the  soul,  God,  400,  430,  541. 
 Poor,  aid  for,  628—632. 
 Power  of  the  gospel,  44,  126.  650. 
 Practical  religion,  234,  342,  443. 
 Praise  to  God,  as  our  Creator,  1,  31. 
 
 for  creation  and  redemption,  16. 
 
 for  creation,  providence  and  grace,  32. 
 
 for  his  condescension,  7,  13,  306. 
 
 for  his  redeeming  love  and  mercy,  56,  58, 
 
 324,327. 
 for  his  faithful  promises,  17,  51. 
 for  his  word,  41,  45,  45. 
 
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INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Praise,  universal,  18,  658 :  endless,  19. 
 God  exalted  above  all  praise,  20. 
 to  the  Redeemer,  for  his  redeeming  love 
 and  his  sufferings  for  us,  55,  238,  249, 
 250. 
 and  in  various  characters. 
 
 (See  Redeemer  Celebrated.) 
 to  the  Holy  Trinity,  29,  710. 
 Exercises  of  Praise  occur  under  various  heads. 
 Prayer  described,  21 ;  exhortation  to,  374. 
 
 for  a  divine  blessing  in  worship,  25,  644. 
 
 and  in  preaching,  647,  665. 
 
 and  on  the  preacher's  labours,  667. 
 
 for  a  revival,  362 — 365. 
 
 for  sinners,  83. 
 
 for  the  universal  reign  of  Christ,  344,  558, 
 
 563.  565. 
 for  youth,  604,  608. 
 Other  exercises  of  Prayer,  under  various 
 heads :  (see,  particularly.  Supplication.) 
 Prayer  Meetings,  543—552 ;  553—559. 
 Praying  and  Praising,  404 — 414. 
 Presence  of  God,  worth  dying  for,  474. 
 
 longed  for,  in  life  and  death,  421,  422. 
 makes  heaven  on  earth,  and  heaven's  joy, 
 429,  430 ;  in  worship,  prayed  for,  25, 
 644. 
 of  Christ,  paradise  on   earth,  425,  431; 
 
 promised  to  his  people,  545. 
 (See  Communion  with  Ood.) 
 Pressing  on  to  Perfection,  439 — 446. 
 Priest,  Christ ;  (see  High  Priest.) 
 Prince  of  peace,  262 ;  and  of  grace,  270. 
 Privileges  and  blessings  of  Christians,  330,  331, 
 
 338,  343. 
 Prodigal  son  reclaimed,  131. 
 Promises,  powerful  and  faithful,  17,  51. 
 
 abundant  for  the  needy.  305,  351. 
 of  strength  according  to  our  days,  399. 
 Prophet,  priest,  and  king,  Christ,  253. 
 Prosperous  Seasons,  623 — 627. 
 Providence,  dark  and  adorable,  33;  and  to  be  ex- 
 plained hereafter,  35,  36,  39. 
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INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Providence,  praise  for  the  goodness  of,  34,  37,  38, 
 
 626. 
 Providences,  afflictive,  exercises  suited  to  them 
 
 612-620. 
 Provisions  of  the  gospel,  86,  90,  296,  305. 
 
 of  the  Lord's  table,  162,  164,  165,  174. 
 
 Race,  Christian,  439,  440. 
 Ransom,  Christ  our,  61,  239,  250,  285. 
 Receiving  to  Membership,  158 — 161. 
 Reconciliation  to  God,  56,  124,  249. 
 Recovery  from  the  fall,  52—62 ;  684. 
 
 from  sickness,  623,  624. 
 Redeemer  celebrated,  225—287.    (See  Christ.) 
 Redeeming  love,  207,  299,  695. 
 Redemption,  by  Christ's  love  and  death,  55,  171, 
 173,  684 ;  by  Christ  as  the  atoning 
 Lamb,  257,  258;  by  his  humiliation 
 and  exaltation,  61,  301 ;    price   of, 
 166, 171  ;  by  price  and  power,  259 ; 
 wonders,  of,  285 ;  made  known  to 
 the  lowly,  320 ;  praise  for,  56,  324. 
 and  protection  from  spiritual  foes,  58. 
 Refuge,  Christ,  a.  295,  381.  701. 
 Regeneration,  126,  134,  321. 
 Reign  of  Christ.    (See  Kingdom.) 
 Rejoicing  and  Praise,  201 — 214. 
 Religion,  Christian,  excellency  of,  337. 
 
 importance  of,  335 ;   pleasures  of,  210, 
 
 425,  653. 
 supports  of,   333;    practical,  234,  342, 
 443. 
 Repentance,  universally  commanded,  700. 
 
 desired  and  prayed  for,  and  exercises 
 of. 
 (See  Penitence,  Penitent,  Penitential  exercises.) 
 Resignation,  humbly  desired,  27. 
 
 in  view  of  privations,  613,  615. 
 under  bodily  affliction,  614,  616. 
 under  the  loss  of  friends,  482,  613. 
 Resurrection,  of  Christ ;  (see  Christ.) 
 
 of  the  saints ;  (see  Death  and  Re- 
 surrection.) 
 
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INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Revelation,  divine,  its  glory  and  excellence,  41,  46, 
 
 061;  (see  Scriptures.) 
 Revival  prayed  for,  362 —  365. 
 Revival,  times  of,  415 — 420. 
 Righteous,  their  character,  193,  343. 
 their  conduct.  34:2,  443. 
 their  happy  end,  65,  484 ;  (see Christian.) 
 Righteousness,  imputed,  314,  342,  (2d  part.) 
 our  own  insufficient,  132,  325; 
 
 (See  Justification.) 
 practical,  234,  342,  443. 
 
 Sacrifice  of  Christ,  61,  2.50,  257,  259. 
 Saints,  distinguished  from  sinners,  fi5,  66,  68. 
 
 their  character,  193  ;  on  earth  and  in  para- 
 dise, one  body,  182;  their  portion,  449. 
 happy  lot  in  death,  468,  476,  484.  497  ;  and 
 at  the  resurrection.  49'.' — 503;  and  in 
 eternity,  455,  460,  463,  510,  517. 
 (See  Christian,  and  Christians.) 
 Saints  and  sinners,  63 — 73. 
 Salvation,  a  joyful  sound,  201,  300. 
 
 by  grace,  130,  312,  325,  326. 
 through  the  death  of  Christ,  250. 
 complete,  317  ;  blessedness  of,  300. 
 Sanctijication,  by  divine  grace,  315. 
 
 and  pardon,  69;  and  justification, 
 
 342. 
 and  wisdom,  righteousness,  &c.  303. 
 Satan  vanquished,  173,  244. 
 Saviour,  Christ  the.  264,  317,  697. 
 Scriptures,  book  of,  compared  with  the  works  of 
 nature,  40  ;    excellence  and  glory 
 of,  41,  46,47:  valuable  and  pre- 
 cious, 42,  49. 
 the   guiding    star,   43;    the  refreshing 
 word.   45;    welcomed,   6G1.    (See 
 Gospel.) 
 Security  of  the  Church,  178,  1S0_;  and  destruction 
 
 of  antichrist,  187. 
 Self-denial,  63,  110,  371. 
 Self-nghtcousness  renounced,  132,  2'.:-,  325. 
 Sermon,  hymns  before  and   after,  644 — 666;  667, 
 
 668. 
 Serpent,  brazen,  62. 
 
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INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 
 
 Shepherd,  Christ,  a.  186,  266,  383. 
 Sick-bed  devotion,  616,  617,  620. 
 Sickness,  recovery  from,  623. 
 Sin,  sad  effects  of,  54,  106;  hated  and  renounced, 
 69,   123,   366;    bewailed,   101,   108,   109; 
 must  be  opposed,  371. 
 prayer  for  victory  over  it,  315;    pardoned, 
 124,  128,  133. 
 Sinner,  addressed  with  warning,  74 — 78. 
 
 exhorted  and  earnestly  invited,  79 — 96. 
 penitent  and  praying,  97 — 116. 
 taking  courage  through  Christ,  117 — 121. 
 yielding  to  Christ,  122  ;   (see  Convert.) 
 Spirit ;  (see  Holy  Spirit.) 
 Spread  of  the  Gospel,  meetings  for.  553 — 592. 
 
 (See  Concert  of  Prayer,  Missionary  Meet- 
 ings, and  Associations.) 
 Star,  Christ  the  Morning  Star,  263. 
 Submission,  io  sickness,  and  in  bereavement,  614, 
 
 615,619;  (see  Resignation.) 
 Sufferings  and  death  of  Christ,  236  —  239;  (see 
 
 Lord's  Supper.) 
 Sun,  Christ  the  glorious  one,  267,  687. 
 Sunday-schao],  610,  611. 
 Supplication,  21 — 29.    (See  Prayer.) 
 Sympathy  of  Christians,  192,  193,  197. 
 (See  Church  Felloicship.) 
 of  Christ,  with  the  weak  and  tempted, 
 254. 
 
 Temptation,  373,  377 ;  flying  to  Christ  in,  381,  701. 
 
 to  apostasy,  dreaded,  376. 
 Thanksgiving  days,  for  favourable  seasons,  625, 
 626;  for  national  prosperity,  636, 
 637 ;  and  peace,  642,  643. 
 Thief,  penitent,  98 ;   thieves  (or  malefactors)  the 
 
 two,  130. 
 Throne  of  grace,  22,  313,  324,  546,  547. 
 Transfiguration  of  Christ,  235. 
 Traveller' s  psalm,  37. 
 Treasure  of  the  Christian,  331. 
 Trinity,  adored  and  supplicated,  29.    (See  Dox- 
 
 ologies.) 
 Triumph  of  Christ  over  hell,  173,  244,  301. 
 
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INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 
 
 Triumph  over  antichrist,  187. 
 
 of  the  church,  over  her  enemies,  180,  189. 
 Trust,  in  the  Lord,  24 :  in  Christ  only  for  salva- 
 tion, 260,  697. 
 
 Unbelief  and  faith,  68,  73. 
 
 Union,  with  Christ,  32^,  with  Christ  and  saints,  164. 
 
 among  saints,  194,  196,  197. 
 Universal  reign  of  Christ,  261,  345.  591. 
 
 praise  to  God,  18 ;  to  Christ,  279. 
 
 Vanity,  of  hope  built  on  works,  64. 
 
 of  the  world,  283,  373. 
 Victory,  of  the  Christian  over  spiritual  foes,  215, 
 216,  217 ;  of  faith,  219 ;  over  death,  483. 
 (See  Triumph  of  Christ. ) 
 
 Warfare,  Christian,  215—224. 
 
 minister's,  597  ;  finished,  487. 
 Warning  to  sinners,  74 — 80. 
 Watchfulness,  184 ;  and  prayer,  &c.  216. 
 Way  to  heaven,  136;  way,  truth,  and  life,  269. 
 Wisdom  of  God,  in  creation,  30. 
 
 and  other  perfections  of  God,  15. 
 
 in  the  gospel,  48. 
 
 Christ,  the  wisdom  and  power  of  God,  73. 
 
 voice  of  wisdom,  (or  Christ,)  683. 
 Wisdom's  ways  pleasant,  322. 
 Word  of  God.    (See  Scriptures.) 
 Christ  the,  232. 
 
 Year,  new,  633—635. 
 Yoke  of  Christ  easy,  92. 
 
 Youth  addressed,  counselled,  prayed  for,  &c.  604— 
 611. 
 
 Zion,  foundation  and  security  of,  178,  180,  589. 
 asking  the  way  to,  140. 
 excited  to  praise,  302,  417. 
 her  final  triumph,  189,  574,  583. 
 
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TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 
 
 A. 
 
 According  to  thy  gracious  word 168 
 
 Adam  our  father  and  our  head 52 
 
 Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near 399 
 
 Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep 612 
 
 Afflictions,  tho'  they  seem  severe 131 
 
 Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 537 
 
 Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave 655 
 
 Ah  !  lovely  appearance  of  death 497 
 
 Ah !  whither  should  I  go 108 
 
 Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 118 
 
 Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise 380 
 
 All  hail !  incarnate  God 590 
 
 All  hail !  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 248 
 
 Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound. ..  409 
 
 Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 223 
 
 Amid  the  anguish  and  the  strife 504 
 
 Amid  the  splendours  of  thy  state 10 
 
 An  alien  from  God  and  a  stranger  to  ...  •  139 
 
 And  am  I  born  to  die 502 
 
 And  are  we  yet  alive 195 
 
 And  can  I  yet  delay 122 
 
 And  did  the  holy  and  the  just 285 
 
 And  let  our  bodies  part 671 
 
 And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 454 
 
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 And  must  this  body  die 500 
 
 And  must  1  part  with  all  I  have 116 
 
 And  must  I  see  thy  awful  face 105 
 
 And  now,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid 675 
 
 And  now  the  scales  have  left  mine 123 
 
 And  will  the  Judge  descend 77 
 
 And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found 356 
 
 Angels  roll  the  rock  away 241 
 
 Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 120 
 
 Arise,  my  soul,  arise 124 
 
 Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  pow'rs 58 
 
 Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise 54 
 
 Arise,  O  king  of  grace,  arise 179 
 
 Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 557 
 
 As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung 98 
 
 As  once  the  Saviour  took  his  seat 133 
 
 Assembled  at  thy  great  command 560 
 
 Assist  thy  servant,  Lord 647 
 
 Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 389 
 
 Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays. .' 14 
 
 Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 440 
 
 B. 
 
 Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 1 
 
 Before  the  heav'ns  were  spread  abroad. ..  232 
 
 Before  thy  throne,  eternal  King 586 
 
 Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heav'nly  theme  •     17 
 
 Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near 394 
 
 Behold  !  high  in  the  midst  of  heav'n 554 
 
 Behold  !  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 592 
 
 Behold!  the  blind  their  sight  receive 245 
 
 Behold  the  morning  sun 534 
 
 Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 239 
 
 Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb 258 
 
 Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone 178 
 
 Behold  the  throne  of  grace 546 
 
 Behold  what  witnesses  unseen 439 
 
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 Behold  what  wond'rous  grace 316 
 
 Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 370 
 
 Bestow,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth 605 
 
 BJess,  O  Lord,  each  opening  year 634 
 
 Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 343 
 
 Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know  . .  652 
 
 Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 194 
 
 Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 672 
 
 Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 197 
 
 Blest  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest 342 
 
 Blest  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands. . . .  610 
 
 Blest  is  the  man  whose  soft'ning 630 
 
 Blest  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine 277 
 
 Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 664 
 
 Brethren,  don't  you  hear  the  sound 224 
 
 Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 221 
 
 Bright  source  of  everlasting  love 632 
 
 Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led 43 
 
 Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 229 
 
 Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 63 
 
 Buried  in^feffshadows  of  the  night 303 
 
 C. 
 
 Can  aught  beneath  a  pow'r  divine 289 
 
 Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish  . ..  496 
 
 Cheer  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy 121 
 
 Children  of  the  heav'nly  King 391 
 
 Christ  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme 73 
 
 Come,  all  harmonious  tongues 170 
 
 Come,  all  ye  sons  of  grace,  and  view 151 
 
 Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  opprest 91 
 
 Come,  burden'd  sinner,  in  whose  breast. .     93 
 Come.  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part. ..  674 
 
 Come,  every  pious  heart 281 
 
 Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God  . .  324 
 
 Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 92 
 
 Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove 292 
 
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 Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord 158 
 
 Come,  let  our  souls  adore  the  Lord 638 
 
 Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 668 
 
 Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 279 
 
 Come,  let  us  join  with  sweet  accord 536 
 
 Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 339 
 
 Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 191 
 
 Come,  let  us  anew,  our  journey  pursue  . .  397 
 
 Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 552 
 
 Come,  O  thou  traveller  unknown 386 
 
 Come  on,  my  fellow-pilgrims,  come 199 
 
 Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress 200 
 
 Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 646 
 
 Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints 644 
 
 Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing. 406 
 
 Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 210 
 
 Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord. ..       9 
 Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  . .  261 
 
 Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 84 
 
 Come,  ye  sinuers,  come  to  Jesus 663 
 
 Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come. .  <«, . . . 96 
 
 Come,  you  that  know  the  Lord  indeed  . ..  400 
 
 D. 
 
 Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert 395 
 
 Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 570 
 
 Dear  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 372 
 
 Dear  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning 141 
 
 Dear  Lord,  thy  word  of  truth  affords 45 
 
 Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 328 
 
 Dearest  of  all  the  names  above 249 
 
 Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now 4fc7 
 
 Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has 60 
 
 Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 237 
 
 Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be 119 
 
 Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 104 
 
 Disconsolate  tenant  of  clay 494 
 
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 Disown'd  of  heav'n,  by  man  opprest 568 
 
 Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 678 
 
 Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 286 
 
 Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word 148 
 
 Doxologies 680 
 
 Draw  nigh  to  us,  Jehovah 666 
 
 Dread  Jehovah,  God  of  nations 639 
 
 Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song  . ..  529 
 
 E. 
 
 Earth  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long 465 
 
 Emptied  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be 427 
 
 Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 20 
 
 Eternal  wisdom,  thee  we  praise 30 
 
 F. 
 
 Fain  would  I  raise  my  morning  song 523 
 
 Fair  shines  the  morning  star 402 
 
 Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss  . .  308 
 
 Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 307 
 
 Far  from  affliction,  toil,  and  care 486 
 
 Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone  428 
 Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night  . .  447 
 Farewell,  dear  friends,  a  short  farewell. .  673 
 
 Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord 582 
 
 Father,  at  thy  call  I  come 361 
 
 Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 16 
 
 Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 23 
 
 Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound. .     29 
 
 Father  of  mercies  condescend 576 
 
 Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 593 
 
 Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 46 
 
 Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace 628 
 
 Father,  to  thee  our  souls  we  lift 288 
 
 Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 27 
 
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TABLE    OF   FIRST    LINES. 
 
 For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord 217 
 
 For  ever  shall  my  faintiug  soul 353 
 
 forgiveness  :  'tis  a  jo>  ml  sound 311 
 
 From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 658 
 
 From  all  that  *s  mortal,  all  that 's  vain. . .  436 
 
 From  deep  distress  ami  troubled  thoughts.  313 
 
 From  earliest  dawn  of  life 611 
 
 From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 413 
 
 From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 580 
 
 From  whence  doth  this  union  arise 198 
 
 G. 
 
 Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 411 
 
 Give  me  the  wines  of  faith" to  rise. 375 
 
 Give  thanks  to  God  the  sovereign  Lord  . .     32 
 
 Give  us  room  that  we  may  dwell 583 
 
 Glory  to  God  on  high * 287 
 
 Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 527 
 
 Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim  ....  572 
 
 Go,  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord 562 
 
 Go,  teach  the  nations  and  baptize 153 
 
 Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 247 
 
 God,  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son 48 
 
 God  is  love,  his  mercy  briahtens 11 
 
 God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 36 
 
 God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down 616 
 
 God  of  our  fathers,  by  whose  hand 28 
 
 God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 520 
 
 God's  holy  law  transgress'd . .    298 
 
 Grace !  'tis  a  charming  sound 312 
 
 Grace  !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme. . .  662 
 
 Great  God,  incline  thy  gracious  ear 362 
 
 Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just 483 
 
 Great  God,  now  condescend 608 
 
 Great  God  of  Providence,  thy  ways 35 
 
 Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 633 
 
 Great  God,  with  heart  and  tongue 604 
 
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 Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 566 
 
 Great  Heir  of  David's  throne 558 
 
 Great  High  Priest,  we  view  thee  stoop*V-»?255 
 
 Great  King  of  glory,  come 603 
 
 Great  Redeemer,  Friend -of  sinners  .......  462 
 
 Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies 643 
 
 Great  Sovereign  of  the  earth  and  sky 601 
 
 Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great ....  561 
 Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 408 
 
 H. 
 
 Hail,  brethren  !  while  together  met 587 
 
 Hail,  happy  day  !  thou  day  of 539 
 
 Hail,  sacred  truth,  whose  piercing  rays  . .  661 
 
 Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 457 
 
 Hail,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise 246 
 
 Hail !  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace 591 
 
 Happy  are  they  who  know  the  Lord 330 
 
 Happy  the  church  !  thou  sacred  place  ....  180 
 
 Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 318 
 
 Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace 322 
 
 Hark  !  a  cry  among  the  nations 584 
 
 Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  . . .  471 
 
 Hark  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy 420 
 
 Hark  !  how  the  distant  nations  sing 579 
 
 Hark  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  . . .  349 
 
 Hark  !  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord 396 
 
 Hark !  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour 225 
 
 Hark  !  the  Jubilee  is  sounding 208 
 
 Hark!  the  judgment  trumpet  sounding..  515 
 
 Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels  singing 280 
 
 Hark !  the  song  of  Jubilee 567 
 
 Hark  !  'tis  the  prophet  of  the  skies 574 
 
 Hark  I  what  celestial  notes 227 
 
 Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 559 
 
 Hasten,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise 80 
 
 He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 175 
 
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TABLE  OF  FIRST   LINES. 
 
 Head  of  the  Church  triumphant 212 
 
 Heal  us,  Immanuel— here  we  stand 113 
 
 Hear  the  royal  proclamation 95 
 
 Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims  476 
 Heaven  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree  . . .  470 
 
 Help  thy  servant,  gracious  Lord 665 
 
 Here  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  Lord. 220 
 
 Here  in  thy  name,  eternal  God 602 
 
 High  in  vonder  realms  of  light 458 
 
 High  on  a  throne  of  light,  O  Lord 629 
 
 Hither,  ye  faithful,  haste  with .230 
 
 Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  ...     90 
 
 Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive 319 
 
 Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 12 
 
 Hosanna  !  with  a  cheerful  sound 525 
 
 Hosanna  to  Jesus  on  high 492 
 
 How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 37 
 
 How  beauteous  are  their  feet 302 
 
 How  blest  the  righteous  are 65 
 
 How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 484 
 
 How  charming  is  the  place 181 
 
 How  condescending  and  how  kind 171 
 
 How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints 351 
 
 How  gracious  and  how  wise 620 
 
 How  happy  are  they,  who  the 135 
 
 How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  352 
 
 How  happy  *s  every  child  of  grace 446 
 
 How  heavy  is  the  night 59 
 
 How  honour'd  is  the  place 589 
 
 How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant 499 
 
 How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 390 
 
 How  lovely  the  place  where  the 538 
 
 How  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive...  415 
 
 How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 379 
 
 How  precious  is  the  book  divine 49 
 
 How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 315 
 
 How  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God 15 
 
 How  solemn  the  signal  I  hear 495 
 
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 How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 165 
 
 How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 272 
 
 How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel  sound  ....  645 
 
 How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 473 
 
 How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 438 
 
 How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 373 
 
 How  vast  the  treasure  we  possess . .  331 
 
 Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation 146 
 
 I. 
 
 I  cannot  bear  thine  absence,  Lord 421 
 
 I  hear  a  voice  that  comes  from  far 326 
 
 I  lift  my  banner,  saith  the  Lord 187 
 
 I  love  the  sons  of  grace 193 
 
 I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord 588 
 
 I  love  to  see  the  Lord  below 185 
 
 I  'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 659 
 
 I  saw  beyond  the  tomb 74 
 
 I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away 423 
 
 I  sing  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death 244 
 
 I  soon  shall  accomplish  my  race 498 
 
 I  the  good  fight  have  fought 597 
 
 I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord 24 
 
 I  will  extol  thee,  Lord  on  high 624 
 
 I  would  not  live  always 461 
 
 In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  wavs 142 
 
 In  evil  long  I  took  delight *. 128 
 
 In  expectation  sweet 510 
 
 In  glory  bright  the  Saviour  reigns 263 
 
 In  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love. 627 
 
 In  thy  rebukes,  ail  gracious  God 617 
 
 In  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives 305 
 
 In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 256 
 
 Indulgent  Father,  by  whose  care 528 
 
 Indulgent  God,  to  thee  we  pray 571 
 
 Infinite  excellence  is  thine 270 
 
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 Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 140 
 
 It  is  the  voice  of  love  divine 290 
 
 J. 
 
 Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 463 
 
 Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 464 
 
 Jesus,  and  didst  thou  condescend 265 
 
 Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 147 
 
 Jesus  comes,  by  saints  attended 517 
 
 Jesus,  exalted  far  on  high 404 
 
 Jesus  forsook  the  realms  of  light 154 
 
 Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion 114 
 
 Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing 676 
 
 Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 271 
 
 Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 252 
 
 Jesus,  in  thy  transporting  name 274 
 
 Jesus  invites  his  saints 164 
 
 Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 102 
 
 Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 196 
 
 Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 381 
 
 Jesus,  my  All,  to  heav'n  is  gone 136 
 
 Jesus,  our  best  beloved  Friend 284 
 
 Jesus,  our  Saviour  and  our  God 260 
 
 Jesus,  Redeemer  of  mankind 83 
 
 Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 345 
 
 Jesus  the  Conqueror  reigns 218 
 
 Jesus,  the  eternal  Son  of  God 250 
 
 Jesus,  the  Man  of  constant  grief 320 
 
 Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all 275 
 
 Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend Ill 
 
 Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 204 
 
 Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few 650 
 
 Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 314 
 
 Jesus,  thy  face  I  long  to  see 431 
 
 Jesus,  thy  witness  speaks  within 126 
 
 Jesus,  to -thy  celestial  light 656 
 
 Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace 192 
 
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 Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 651 
 
 Jesus,  we  own  thy  sovereign  sway 145 
 
 Jesus,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 167 
 
 Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 548 
 
 Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  above  . .    259 
 
 Join  all  the  glorious  names 276 
 
 K. 
 
 Keep  silence,  all  created  things 2 
 
 Kind  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ....  524 
 Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 190 
 
 L. 
 
 Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears 47 
 
 Lamb  of  God,  whose  dying  love 177 
 
 Let  all  our  tongues  be  one 166 
 
 Let  everlasting  glories  crown 337 
 
 Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 86 
 
 Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say 649 
 
 Let  me  dwell  on  Golgotha 176 
 
 Let  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise. .  262 
 
 Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 3 
 
 Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 346 
 
 Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour 383 
 
 Let  us  adore  the  grace  which  seeks 660 
 
 Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice - 183 
 
 Life  and  immortal  joys  are  given 68 
 
 Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 82 
 
 Lift  up  your  heads,  Iinmanuel's  friends  . .  214 
 Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling. .. .  268 
 
 Like  IVoah's  weary  dove 125 
 
 Like  sheep  we  went  astray 61 
 
 Lo !  God  is  here— let  us  adore 657 
 
 Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending  ...  5l3 
 
 Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 188 
 
 Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie 112 
 
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TABLE   OF   FIRST   LINES. 
 
 Lord,  at  thy  temple  we  appear 479 
 
 Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 679 
 
 Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 542 
 
 Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are 174 
 
 Lord,  how  shall  wretched  sinners  dare. . .     22 
 
 Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart 329 
 
 Lord,  in  humble,  sweet  submission 155 
 
 Lord,  shed  a  beam  of  heav'nly  day 110 
 
 Lord,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray. . . .  543 
 
 Lord,  thou  with  an  unerring  beam 6 
 
 Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs 33 
 
 Lord,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals  blind 5 
 
 Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 25 
 
 Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults  . . .  325 
 
 Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 475 
 
 Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I . .    71 
 
 Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at 53 
 
 Lord,  when  we  see  a  saint  of  thine 474 
 
 Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 18 
 
 Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling 435 
 
 M. 
 
 Mark'd  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies 575 
 
 Millions  of  spirits  round  the  throne 448 
 
 Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heav'n  . ..  310 
 
 Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 240 
 
 Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join 226 
 
 Must  friends  and  kindred  droop  and. die.  •  488 
 
 Mv  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 526 
 
 My  God,  my  life,  my  love 430 
 
 My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 378 
 
 My  God,  permit  my  tongue 541 
 
 My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 410 
 
 My  great  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 234 
 
 My  Hope,  my  All,  my  Saviour  thou 405 
 
 My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 202 
 
 My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 216 
 
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 My  soul,  come  meditate  the  day 469 
 
 My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 407 
 
 My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy 613 
 
 N. 
 
 Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came 615 
 
 No,  I  shall  envy  them  no  more 70 
 
 No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 132 
 
 Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 257 
 
 Not  from  the  dust  affliction  grows 614 
 
 Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 294 
 
 Now  begin  the  heav'nly  theme 207 
 
 Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 251 
 
 Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime 392 
 
 Now  living  waters  flow 418 
 
 Now  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace  . . .  641 
 
 O. 
 
 O  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 441 
 
 O  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 354 
 
 O !  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 369 
 
 O  !  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 278 
 
 O  !  for  one  celestial  ray 267 
 
 O !  for  that  tenderness"  of  heart 99 
 
 ML)',  for  the  death  of  those 468 
 
 ^7  God  of  love,  with  cheering  ray , . . .  453 
 
 O  God  our  Saviour,  let  us  wear 631 
 
 OGod,  to  earth  incline 556 
 
 O  !  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 648 
 
 O !  help  thy  servant,  Lord 599 
 
 JJ  !  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy 127 
 
 '  O !  if  my  soul  were  form'd  for  woe 366 
 
 O  !  in  the  morn  of  life,  while  youth 609 
 
 O !  let  me  see  thy  light 358 
 
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TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 
 
 O  Lord  our  God,  arise 344 
 
 O  Lord,  to  us  assembled  here 547 
 
 O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 434 
 
 O  !  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's 350 
 
 O  !  that  I  could  repent 97 
 
 O  !  thai  I  knew  the  secret  place 360 
 
 O!  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone. 101 
 
 O  thou  before  whose  gracious  throne 618 
 
 O  thou  God  of  my  salvation. . . 209 
 
 O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 28 
 
 O  thou  whose  grace  and  justice  reign. . . .  622 
 
 O  !  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears 103 
 
 O  !  'tis  delight  without  alloy 203 
 
 O  !  'twas  a  mournful  parting  day 242 
 
 O  !  what  amazing  words  of  grace 81 
 
 O  !  what  a  mighty  change 450 
 
 O !  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 398 
 
 O!  where  can  the  soul  find  relief  from. . .  460 
 
 O  !  where  is  now  that  glowing  love 363 
 
 O  !  where  shall  rest  be  found 478 
 
 O  ye  blood-bought  ransom'd  sinners 156 
 
 O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice 417 
 
 Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring 654 
 
 Often  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night 432 
 
 On  earth  t  he  song  begins 211 
 
 On  Jordan's  stormy  bank  I  stand 455 
 
 On  Tabor's  top  the  Saviour  stands 235 
 
 On  Sion,  his  must  holy  mount 296- 
 
 Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 51^1 
 
 Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne 594 
 
 Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 426 
 
 Our  Saviour  bow'd  beneath  the  wave....   144 
 
 P. 
 
 Peace  !  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 482 
 
 People  of  the  living  God 160 
 
 Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 55 
 
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TABLE  OF   FIRST   LINES. 
 
 Praise  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name  . .  266 
 
 Praise  to  the' goodness  of  the  Lord 51 
 
 Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 21 
 
 Precious  Bible  !  what  a  treasure. 42 
 
 Prince  of  Peace,  be  ever  near  us 677 
 
 R. 
 
 Raise  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 442 
 
 Raise  your  triumphant  songs 56 
 
 Rejoice  for  .a  brother  deceas'd 491 
 
 Rejoice  !  for  Christ  the  Saviour  reigns  . . .  416 
 
 Rejoice  in  Jesus'  birth 231 
 
 Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King 206 
 
 Religion  is  the  chief  concern 335 
 
 Renew'd  by  grace,  we  love  the  word 161 
 
 Return,  O  wanderer,  return 88 
 
 Revive  thy  work,  Almighty  Lord 364 
 
 Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine 600 
 
 Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 445 
 
 Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 443 
 
 Rise,  triumphant  Saviour  rise 563 
 
 Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 273 
 
 S. 
 
 Saints,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word. .  619 
 
 Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound 201 
 
 Salvation  !  O  melodious  sound 300 
 
 Salvation  through  our  dying  Lord 317 
 
 Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 531 
 
 Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit 213 
 
 Saviour,  thy  law  we  love 150 
 
 Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 365 
 
 Saviour,  we  seek  the  watery  tomb 149 
 
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TABLE   OF   FIRST    LINES. 
 
 Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 384 
 
 Say  now,  ye  lovely  social  band 393 
 
 Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 75 
 
 See  how  the  mounting  sun 522 
 
 See  how  the  willing  converts  trace 143 
 
 Send  thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  prav 667 
 
 Shall  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life 503 
 
 Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve 550 
 
 Shine,  mighty  God,  on  this  our  land 637 
 
 Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 100 
 
 Shrinking  from  the  cold  hand  of  death. ..  477 
 
 Sing,  all  ye  ransom'd  of  the  Lord 205 
 
 Single  verses  on  Baptism 157 
 
 Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's  call 94 
 
 Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard 79 
 
 So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 62 
 
 So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 342 
 
 Softly  now  the  light  of  day 532 
 
 Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 219 
 
 Soldiers  of  the  Cross,  arise 222 
 
 Soon  as  the  Son  of  God  had  made 233 
 
 Sound  the  loud  timbrel 414 
 
 Sovereign  grace  hath  povv'r  alone 130 
 
 Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  above 636 
 
 Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 623 
 
 Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  pow'r. ..  565 
 
 Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay 506 
 
 Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy 215 
 
 Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 357  * 
 
 Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait 371 
 
 Stretch'd  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies  . ..  238 
 
 Sure  there,  's  a  righteous  God 67 
 
 Sweet  is  the  mein'ry  of  thy  grace 62G 
 
 Sweet  is  the  work,  my  Goil,  my  King 540 
 
 Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 334 
 
 Swift  as  my  fleeting  days  decline 472 
 
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TABLE    OF   FIRST    LINES. 
 
 T. 
 
 Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 422 
 
 That  awful  dav  will  surely  come 507 
 
 That  doleful  night  before  his  death 163 
 
 That  might v  angel,  to  whose  hand 555 
 
 That  we  may  walk  with  God 321 
 
 The  angels  that  watch'd  round  the* 243 
 
 The  busy  scenes  of  day  are  fled 530 
 
 The  chariot,  the  chariot,  its  wheels 516 
 
 The  day  is  past  and  gone 533 
 
 The  gathering  clouds,  with  aspect  dark. . .  640 
 
 The  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 40 
 
 The  Holy  Spirit  sure  is  nigh 293 
 
 The  Jordan  prophet  cries  to-day 152 
 
 The  Lord  declares  his  will 50 
 
 The  Lord  descending  from  above 297 
 
 The  Lord  descended  from  above 4 
 
 The  Lord,  how  glorious  is  his  face 173 
 
 The  Lord,  the  Judge  before  his  throne. .   .  508 
 
 The  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 569 
 
 The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace 301 
 
 The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 182 
 
 The  Saviour!  O  what  endless  charms. . ..  264 
 
 The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 89 
 
 The  Spring,  great  God,  at  thy  command. .  621 
 
 The  swift  declining  day 670 
 
 The  time  is  short— sinners,  beware 669 
 
 The  voice  of  free  grace 348 
 
 There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 299 
 
 There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 452 
 
 There  is  a  thought  can  lift  the  soul 459 
 
 There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 456 
 
 They  have  gone  to  the  land  where 581 
 
 This  is  the  field— the  world  below 66 
 
 This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love 44 
 
 Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we 493 
 
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TABLE   OF   FIRST   LINES. 
 
 Thou  art  the  way— to  thee  alone 269 
 
 Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty 514 
 
 Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 509 
 
 Thou  Man  of  griefs,  remember  me 106 
 
 Thou  Prince  of  glory,  slain  for  me 115 
 
 Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine 437 
 
 Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron 412 
 
 Thou,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 186 
 
 Thou,  whose  Almighty  word 564 
 
 Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord. ..   109 
 
 Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's 501 
 
 Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam  ....  377 
 
 Thus  saith  the  hijrh  and  lofty  One 306 
 
 Thus  saith  the  Wisdom  of  the  Lord 72 
 
 Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord 490 
 
 Thy  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word  . . .  553 
 
 Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford 551 
 
 Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea 39 
 
 Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord 38 
 
 'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 309 
 
 'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains 625 
 
 'Tis  religion  that  can  give 653 
 
 To  Christ  the  Lord  let  every  tongue 282 
 
 To  God  rav  Saviour  and  my  King 327 
 
 To  God,  the  only  wise 323 
 
 To  the  cross  where  Jesus  dies 107 
 
 To  thee  let  my  first  offering  rise 521 
 
 To-inorrow,  Lord,  is  thine 85 
 
 Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 189 
 
 'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night  ...  162 
 
 U. 
 
 Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 466 
 
 Up  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie 451 
 
 Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high 7 
 
 Up  to  thy  throne,  O  God  of  love 598 
 
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 V. 
 
 Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 64 
 
 Vain  delusive  world,  adieu 283 
 
 W. 
 
 Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart 518 
 
 Wake,  O  my  soul,  and  hail  the  morn  ....  228 
 
 Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 585 
 
 We  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord 253 
 
 Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 535 
 
 Welcome,  ye  well  belov'd  of  God 159 
 
 What  glory  yields  the  sacred  page 41 
 
 What  heav'nly  music  do  I  hear 347 
 
 What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do 304 
 
 What  sinners  value  I  resign 449 
 
 What  various  hindrances  we  meet 374 
 
 What  wisdom,  majesty,  and  grace 57 
 
 When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way 376 
 
 When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life 481 
 
 When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away. .  489 
 When  Christ,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd  425 
 When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view  . . .  385 
 
 When  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 333 
 
 When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  . . .  129 
 When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be-  • .  368 
 
 When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 444 
 
 When  I  can  say  my  God  is  mine 429 
 
 When  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross 172 
 
 When  I  tread  the  mortal  vale 480 
 
 When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain  . ..  137 
 When,  O  my  Saviour,  shall  this  heart  . . .  433 
 
 When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 332 
 
 When  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see 169 
 
 When  overwhelm'd  with  grief 336 
 
 When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 117 
 
 When  shall  thy  love  constrain. 595 
 
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 When  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies 13 
 
 When  the  heart  is  sad  within 387 
 
 When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 505 
 
 When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt. ..  511 
 
 When  through  the  torn  sail 388 
 
 When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled 76 
 
 When  toss'd  on  error's  stormy  tide 138 
 
 Where  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  heads. . .  69 
 Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord. . .  545 
 Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord. .  544 
 
 While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 78 
 
 While  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  earth. .  295 
 
 While  sorrows  encompass  me  round 382 
 
 While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 635 
 
 Whilst  thee,  I  seek,  protecting  Power 424 
 
 Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 134 
 
 Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 467 
 
 Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee 367 
 
 Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 291 
 
 Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die 485 
 
 With  heav'nly  pow'r,  O  Lord,  defend 595 
 
 With  humble  heart  and  tongue 607 
 
 With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 254 
 
 With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 31 
 
 With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 549 
 
 With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament 355 
 
 Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God 596 
 
 Y. 
 
 Ye  Christian  heroes,  go,  proclaim 573 
 
 Ye  dying  sons  of  men 87 
 
 Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour 606 
 
 Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 8 
 
 Ye  humble  souls  rejoice 338 
 
 Ye  messengers  of  Christ 577 
 
 Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 184 
 
 Ye  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 34 
 
 (596) 
 
TABLE   OF  FIRST   LINES. 
 
 Ye  souls  who  are  bound  unto  Canaan  . ..  401 
 
 Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man. .'. 236 
 
 Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears  . . .  340 
 
 Ye  virgin  souls,  arise 403 
 
 Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God 19 
 
 Yes,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign 261 
 
 Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee 578 
 
 Yes.  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking 419 
 
 Young  men  and  maidens,  raise 710 
 
 Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 341 
 
 Z. 
 
 Zion,  rejoice,  and  Judah  sing 642 
 
 (597) 
 
FIRST  LINES 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS  DEPARTMENT. 
 
 Ah!  guilty  sinner,  ruin'd  by  transgression  707 
 Ah !  how  shall  fallen  man 697 
 
 Blest  be  the  everlasting  God '. .  686 
 
 Come,  Jesus,  heav'nly  teacher,  come 688 
 
 Come,  Lord,  and  help  us  to  rejoice 705 
 
 Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy 709 
 
 Hark  !  for  'tis  God's  own  Son  that  calls. .  694 
 How  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that . .  703 
 
 Jesus,  my  Saviour,  bind  me  fast 689 
 
 Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak  ....  692 
 
 Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord 693 
 
 Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone 704 
 
 Repent !  the  voice  celestial  cries 700 
 
 Restless  thy  spirit,  poor  wandering 708 
 
 Rise,  glorious  sun,  supremely  bright 687 
 
 through  another  week 706 
 
 Saviour  divine,  we  know  thy  name 685 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 See  from  on  high  a  light  divine 699 
 
 Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud 683 
 
 Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord 696 
 
 The  day  is  far  spent 702 
 
 The  Lord  who  once  on  Calvary  bled 698 
 
 The  Saviour  calls — let  every  ear 691 
 
 To  the  dear  haven  of  thy  breast 701 
 
 We  come,  dear  Jesus,  to  thy  throne 681 
 
 Weary  of  struggling  with  my  pain 690 
 
 When  the  first  parents  of  our  race 684 
 
 Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  adieu 682 
 
 Ye  saints  assist  me  in  my  song 695 
 
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