1 ^;?^ FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY DlTiulon OOO Sp wf(> ^--.*-y-»^ ^/^ e^ y/^:y/ , SELECTION OF SACRED POETRY, ^c Digitized by tlie Internet Arcliive in 2011 witli funding from Calvin College http://www.archive.org/details/selectionofsacreOOeddo N^ ^ 0? . u ^ <^' SAC II El) POETRY, CONSISTING OF PSALMS AMD HYMNS, FROM WATTS, DODDRIDGE, MERRICK, SCOTT, COWPER, BAUBAULD, STEELE, AND OTHERS. COMPILED BY RALPH EDDOWES & JAMES TAYLOR, OP PHILADELPHU. GOD is the Eing of all the earth; sing ye praises with understanding. Ps. xlvii. 7. THE SECOND EDITION. rillL.VDELPHIA: PUBLISHED BY THOMAS DOBSON AND SON, AT THE STONE HOUSE, NO. 41, SOUTH SECOND STREET. William F17, Printer. 1818. PREFACE TO THE SECOND EDITION. In this edition, the hymns under numbers 271, 494, and 498 have been substituted for the hymns which were under these numbers in the first edition; and a very few slight ver- bal alterations have been made: in other re- spects both editions will be found alike. As the names of the authors, so far as they were known, are affixed to their respective compositions; it is proper to mention that alterations have been made in several of the psalms and hymns, as well by former compi- lers, from whom many of them were trans- cribed, as by the present compilers; who are therefore unable to designate all the pieces that have been altered. It was their endeavour to make such a se- lection as may be acceptable to Christian pro- fessors in general; and that this object has in some measure been attained, may be inferred from the demand for copies of the former edition by Christians of various denomina- tions, as well as from the circumstances which have now rendered a second impres- sion necessary. a 2 CONTENTS. Page Index of first lines, . vi Part I. Christian Worshifif and the Lord's Day, ... 1 Part II. Praise to God, - - - 27 Part III. The works of God celebrated, 55 Part IV. Perfections of God, - - 79 Part V. Government and Providence of God, 113 Part VI. Thanksgiving, - - 148 Part VII. Divine Revelation, - - 1 68 Part VIII. Christ and Christianity, 183 Part IX. Penitential, - - - 235 Part X. Devout affections and good reaolu- tions, - - - 248 Part XI. Motives to a virtuous conduct, 274 Part XII. The Christian Character, - 292 Part XIII. Afflictions and Changes of Life, 343 Part XIV. Life, Death, Judgment, and a Future State, - - 372 Part XV. Particular Occasions, - - 4 1 5 Part XVI. Domestic and Private Worshifi, 461 Index of Subjects, - - - 511 Table of Scriptures referred to in the hymns, 529 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Hymn a Page 371 Absurd and vain attempt to bind, 315 568 Affliction is a stormy deep, 479 35 Again our weekly labours end, 19 31 the Lord of life and light, 24 399 Ah! why should this mistaken mind, 338 588 wretched souls, who strive in vain, 328 319 All earthly charms however dear, 275 464 All nature dies and lives again, 393 362 feels th* attractive pow'r, 307 107 AU-pow'rful, self-existent God, 91 372 All-»eeing God! tis thine to know, 315 173 Almighty Father, gracious Lord, 152 585 of mankind, 493 69 Almighty goodness, pow'r divine, 58 71 Almighty maker, God! 60 300 Lord of all, 261 294 Almighty refuge of my soul, 256 257 Amazing, beauteous change! 224 307 Amidst a world of hopes and fears, 266 103 the heav'nly pow*rs sublime, 88 38 Among the princes, earthly gods, 30 162 And art thou with us, gracious Lord, 142 419 can my heart aspire so high, 355 234 is the gospel peace and love? 203 489 And will the great eternal God, 415 314 th* eternal King, 272 156 the Majesty of heav'n, 137 244 Angel, roll the rock away; 212 'x Index of First Lines. Hymn Pap^a 308 Are not thy mercies sovereign still, 267 49 Arise> ye people, clap the hand, 38 39 1 Assist us. Lord, thy name to praise, 33 1 121 Attend my soul the voice divine, 104 277 vf\\\\ rev*rent awe, 242 354 Author of goodi we rest on thee; 302 458 Awake, my drowsy soul, awake, 387 181 Awake, my soul, awake my tongue, 161 392 lift up thine eyes, 331 376 rouse ev'ry pow*r, 318 403 stretch ev*ry nerve, 34 1 40 1 Awake, our souls, away our fears, 340 456 Awake, yc saints, and raise your eyes, 386 35 to praise your King, 28 330 A wounded conscience, what a foe! 283 230 Be ev'ry vale exalted high, 200 64 thou exalted, O my God! 53 45 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 35 60 Begin, my soul, th* exalted lay, 48 54 the lofty strain, 42 225 Behold, he comes! your leader comes, 197 240 th* amazing sight, 209 198 that wise, that perfect law, 177 573 Behold the gloomy vale, 483 215 grace appears, 189 188 lofty sky, 168 206 morning sun, 183 451 path tiiat mortals tread, 382 228 prince of peace, 199 237 Behold, where in a mortal form, 205 340 Beset with snares on ev*ry hand, 290 404 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 342 159 limits of the sky, 139 212 Bless*d are the souls that hear and know, 1 87 479 be the everlasting God, 405 liidtx of First Lines, xi Ujmn Page 273 Bless'd Instructor! from thy ways, 239 500 Bless'd is the man whose heart is kind, 424 163 nation where the Lord, 142 179 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 159 200 Bright Source of intellectual rays, 178 92 Can creatures to perfection find, 79 59 Celestial worlds, your Maker's name, 47 578 Children in years and knowledge young, 487 243 Christ the Lord is ris'n to day, 2 1 1 247 Christians! dismiss your fear, 215 260 Come hither, all ye weary souls! 227 368 let us search our ways and try, 312 10 pay the worship God requires, 9 261 said Jesus' sacred voice, 228 41 sound his praise abroad, 32 326 ye who love the Lord, 279 558 Consider all my sorrows. Lord, 471 389 Courage, my soul! while God is near, 329 365 Daughters of pity, tune the lay; 310 555 Diseases are thy servants. Lord, 469 287 Enough of life's vain scene I've trod, 250 343 Eternal and immortal King, 293 96 Eternal God, almighty Cause, 82 460 how frail is man, 389 524 our humbled souls, 444 34 Eternal Pow'r, whose high abode, 27 584 Sire, enthron'd on high, 492 77 Eternal Source of ev'ry joy! 65 295 of joys divine! 257 305 of life and light, 265 20 oflife and thought! 16 216 Exulting, rejoicing, hail the happy morning, 190 398 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 337 xii Index of First LineA, Hymn Page 409 Father divine! before thy view, 347 238 the Saviour cried, 207 552 thy piercing eye, 466 398 Father of all, eternal Mind! 259 462 my soul defend, 391 112 omniscient Mind! 96 264 Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 231 148 lights! we sing thy name, 129 545 men! thy care we bless, 461 405 mercies! God of love! 343 193 mercies! in thy word, 173 12 our feeble race, 10 15 Far from mortal cares retreating, 12 48 1 these narrow scenes of night, 407 554 the world, O Lord! I flee, 468 361 thy servants, God of grace, 307 205 Far hence each superstition vain, 182 556 Firm was my health, my day was bright, 469 185 For ever blessed be the Lord, 165 324 Forsake, my soul, the tents of sin; 278 46 From all that dwell below the skies, 36 488 north and south, from east and west,4 1 3 498 the table now retiring, 423 480 this world's joys and senseless mirth, 406 183 Give thanks to God most high, 163 182 to our God immortal praise, 162 99 to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 85 48 Glory be to God on high — hallelujahi 37 218 to God on high be giv*n, 191 504 to our heav'nly King, 427 93 God is a King of pow'r unknown, 30 100 name my soul adores, 86 13 spirit, just and wise, H 158 God is the refuge of his saints, 139 Index of First Lines. xiii Hymn Page 140 God moves in a mysterious way, 122 290 my supporter and my hope, 253 453 God of eternity! from thee, 383 271 mercy! God of love! 237 583 my childhood and my youth, 491 408 my life, thro* all its days, 346 235 my mercy and my praise, 204 284 my strength! to thee I cry; 248 506 our lives, thy constant care, 429 67 our lives, whose bounteous care, 56 597 the morning! at whose voice, 502 589 the seas! thy thund'ring voice, 496 296 God, our kind Master, merciful as just, 258 534 to correct a guilty world, 453 301 who is just and kind, 262 83 Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King, 71 2 Great Father of mankind, 2 88 firstof beings! mighty Lord, 75 442 Former of this various frame! 374 87 Great God, at whose all-pow*rful call, 74 134 how infinite art thou! 1 16 130 how vast is thine abode! 113 208 how well thy truths agree! 185 270 if nature weak and frail, 237 16 indulge my humble claim, 13 95 in vain man*s narrow view, 81 465 I own thy sentence just, 394 595 my early vows to thee, 501 254 of grace, arise and shine, 221 190 the heav'ns* well-ordered frame, 170 050 thine attributes divine, 299 170 to thee my grateful tongue, 150 510 we sing that mighty hand, 433 547 where'er we pitch our tent, 462 b x'lv Index of First Lines* Hymn Pag& 147 Great God, while nature speaks thy praise, 12a 370 whose all-pervading eye, 314 253 whose universal sway, 220 18 Great King of kings, eternal God, 15 353 Lord of earth and seas and skies, 301 413 Ruler of all nature's frame, 350 536 Ruler of the earth and skies, 455 358 Source of all that we enjoy, 305 171 Source of life! our souls confess, 151 490 Greatest of beings, Source of good, ' 416 55 of life, 43 146 of life, 127 73 Hail, great Creator, wise and good! 61 32 happy mornl whose early ray, 24 366 source of pleasures ever newl 311 2 10 the God of our salvation, 186 579 Happy is he whose early years, 488 375 the man whose cautious steps, 317 400 the man whose wishes climb, 339 4 the men whom strength divine, 4 396 Hark! for the great Creator speaks, 335 512 from the tombs an awful sound, 434 222 the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 194 346 Hast thou not heard, hast thou not known, 295 241 He dies, the friend of sinners dies, 210 256 Hear what God the Lord hath spoken, 223 469 Heav'n has confirra'd the great decree, 396 129 High in the heav'ns, eternal God! 1 1 1 42 Holy, holy, holy, Lord! 33 246 Hosanna! let us join to sing, 214 592 with a cheerful sound, 498 Index of First Lines, xv JJynon Page 505 House of our God, with cheerful an- thems ring, 428 588 How are thy servants bless*d, O Lord, 495 213 beauteous are their feet, 188 542 How blest is he whose tranquil mind, 459 333 the man, how more than blest, 285 549 the sacred tie that binds, 464 326 thy creature is, O God, 197 7 How did my heart rejoice to hear, 7 S77 glorious. Lord, art thoul 319 ^20 gracious and how wise, 355 ■581 happy is the man who hears, 490 '42S long shall dreams of creature bliss> 360 6 pleas'd and bless'd was I, 6 496 rich are thy provisions, Lord, 421 ^5 rich thy favours, God of grace! 367 197 shall the young secure their hearts, 1 76 452 still and peaceful is the grave! 382 449 swift the torrent rolls, 380 428 How vain are all things here below! 362 430 a thought is bliss below! 363 382 is grandeur's purple pride! 323 172 How well our great Preserver knows, 152 47 I am the first, and I the last, Z& 491 I come, the great Redeemer cries, 417 559 I love the Lord, he heard my cries, 472 207 volumes of thy word, 184 236 I read my duty in the word, 205 347 I to my God my ways commit, 296 297 If, friendless, in the vale of tears I stray, 258 385 solid happiness we prize, 325 33 ril bless Jehovah's glorious name, 25 211 Immortal Godl on ihee we call, 186 445 Imperfect creatures of a day, 410 xvi Index of First Lines. Hymn Page 204 Imposture shrinks from light, 181 557 In devious paths awhile I trod, 470 176 glad amazement, Lord, I stand, 156 580 the soft season of thy youth, 489 414 thy rebukes, all-gracious God, 351 322 In vain, alas! from shore to shore, 277 425 my roving thoughts would find, 359 529 opposing nations rage, 448 567 while dark affliction spreads, 478 603 Indulgent God, whose bounteous care, 507 374 with pitying eye, 317 5 Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way 5 605 Interval of grateful shade, 508 522 Is there no kind, no lenient art, 443 56 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word! 44 495 Jesus invites his saints, 420 224 Joy to the world, the Lord is come! 196 36 Let all the earth their voices raise, 28 577 children hear the mighty deeds, 487 525 coward guilt with pallid fear, 445 58 Let ev'ry creature join, 46 262 mortal ear attend, 229 120 tongue thy goodness speak, 103 289 Let heathens to their idols haste, 252 66 heav*n arise, let earth appear, 55 523 our dejected hearts revive, 443 373 party names no more, 316 50 songs of praise from all below, 38 311 sorrow, Lord, my bosom fill, 269 132 the whole race of creatures lie, 1 15 75 us with a joyful mind, 63 517 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 438 443 like a vain amusement, flies; 375 Index of First Lines. xvii «ymn Page 74 Lift your voice, and joyful sing, 62 508 Like shadows gliding o*er the plain, 431 267 Lo! he comes from heav'n descending, 233 342 Lol what a glorious corner-stone, 210 548 pleasing sight, 463 128 Long as I live, I'll bless thy name, 1 10 274 have I sat beneath the sound, 240 72 Look round, O manl survey this globe, 60 541 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing; 458 195 I have made thy word my choice, 175 411 in this wretched vale of tears, 349 596 Lord of my life! O may thy praise, 501 24 the sabbath! hear our vows, 18 3 the worlds above, 3 63 the world's majestic frame! 52 115 Lord, thou art good! all nature shows, 98 110 hast searched and seen me thro', 94 600 wilt hear me when I pray, 505 9 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand, 8 259 Lord, we adore thy boundless grace, 227 447 wondrous name, 378 316 Lord, we have wander'd from thy way, 273 601 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, 505 357 my thoughts delighted rove, 304 250 Maker, and sov'reign Lord, 217 252 Mark the soft-falling snow, 218 379 when tempestuous winds arise, 321 427 Man has a soul of vast desires, 361 526 May God his fav'ring ear incline, 446 576 Mercy, judgment, now my tongue, 486 321 Mere human pow'rs shall fast decay, 276 514 Must friends and kindred droop and die, 436 463 My faith and hope in God are strong, 392 b 2 xviii Index of First Lines, Hymn Page 593 My God, how endless is thy love! 499 582 My God, my everlasting hope, 490 352 Father, cheering name, 300 436 hope, if thou art mine, 368 127 King, thy various praise, 109 65 King, to thee 1*11 raise, 54 288 portion, and my love, 251 553 My God, permit me not to be, 467 338 the steps of pious men, 289 178 thy boundless love I praise, 158 560 thy service well demands, 472 292 'tis to thy mercy-seat, 254 437 to thee my soul aspires, 369 177 what blessings round me shone, 1 57 432 whose all-pervading eye, 365 1 1 1 My heart and all my ways, O God, 95 509 helper Godl I bless his name, 432 168 Maker and my King, 148 126 never-ceasing songs shall show, 109 342 My soul, before thy Maker bow, 292 310 forsakes her vain delight, 269 407 shall praise thee, O my God, 345 513 My thoughts that oft ascend the skies, 435 265 waken*d soul, extend thy wings, 231 421 Naked as from the earth we came, 356 467 No, I'll repine at death no more, 395 320 Not by the terrors of a slave, 276 161 from relentless fate's dark womb, 141 487 to the terrors of the Lord, 412 341 Now let a true ambition rise, 291 537 our songs address the God of peace, 456 395 our voices join, 334 Index of First Lines. xix Hymn Page 125 Now to the Lord a joyful song, 108 561 thy heav'nly Father's praise, 473 180 O bless the Lord, my soul I 160 283 O blessed souls are they, 247 39 O come, all ye sons of Adam, and raise, 3 1 531 behold a scene of dread, 450 61 O for a hymn of universal praise, 49 43 shout of sacred joy, 34 540 plenitude of grace, 458 299 O God of Jacob, by whose hand, 260 363 my Saviour and my King, 308 323 O happiness, thou pleasing dream! 277 591 O hear me. Lord I to thee I call, 497 214 O how delightful is the road, 189 202 I love thy holy law, 180 349 my fears the dangers move, 298 175 shall words, with equal warmth, 155 68 O Lord, how excellent thy namel 5 7 355 my best desires fulfil, 303 149 our heav'nly King, 130 52 O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song 40 367 sweeter than the fragrant flow 'r, 312 468 tell to all whom earth sustains, 396 302 that the Lord would guide my ways, 263 309 that thy statutes ev'ry hour, 268 586 the abundance of thy house, 493 278 O thou the wretched's sure retreat, 243 272 who hear'st when sinners cry, 238 380 whose scales the mountains weigh, 322 275 whose tender mercy hears, 241 571 unknown, almighty Cause, 481 378 O, 'tis a lovely thing to see, 320 364 O ye who seek Jehovah's face, 309 XX Index of First Lines. Hymn Pa^e 258 O Zion, tune thy voice, 225 575 Of justice and of truth I sing, 485 594 On thee each morning, O my God, 500 483 On wings of faith, mount up my soul, and rise, 409 402 love the christian flies, 340 393 Our country is Immanuel's ground, 332 44 1 God, our help in ages past, 373 445 life is but an idle play, 376 248 Lord is risen from the dead, 215 94 pow*rs, great God! are too confin'd, 81 9 1 reason stretches all its wings, 79 1 19 souls with pleasing wonder trace, 102 369 Parent of all, Omnipotent, 313 118 good, thy works of might, 101 416 Patience, O *tis a grace divine! 353 417 Peace, my complaining, doubting heart! 353 538 the welcome sound proclaim, 456 194 Perfection! 'tis an empty name, 174 269 Perpetual Source of light and grace, 236 499 Pily the nations, O our God, 423 348 Praise, everlasting praise be paid, 297 406 to God, immortal praise, 344 53 to thee, thou great Creator, 41 535 to the Lord who bows his ear, 454 124 to the Lord of boundless might, 107 131 Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise, 1 14 21 let praise employ, 17 221 Prepare, th' appointed herald cried, 193 424 Providence, profusely kind, 358 78 Rejoice! the Lord is King! 66 89 ye righteous, in the Lord, 76 349 y© shining worlds on high, 2 1 6 Index of First Lines, xxi Hymn Pa??e 511 Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds; 433 383 Return, my roving heart, return, 324 569 O God of love, return, 480 106 Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground, 90 231 Salvation is for ever nigh, 201 312 Searcher of hearts! before thy face, 270 604 See the bright monarch of the day, 507 503 kind shepherd, Jesus, stands, 426 390 Shall I forsake that heav*nly Friend, 330 317 Shine forth, eternal Source of light! 274 551 on our souls eternal God! 466 438 Should famine o'er the mourning field, 369 37 Sing to the Lord a joyful song, 29 40 Jehovah's name, 32 81 let praise inspire, 69 344 who loud proclaims, 294 223 ye distant lands, 195 394 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, 333 98 sons of might, O sing, 84 26 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, 20 386 So let our lips and lives express, 327 328 Soft are the fruitful show'rs that bring, 281 90 Songs of immortal praise belong, 77 229 Sons of men, behold him far, 200 543 Soon will our fleeting hours be past, 459 450 Sovereign of life! before thine eye, 381 562 I own thy hand, 474 473 Spring up, my soul, with ardent flight, 400 598 Still do the wheels of time revolve, 503 533 to the mighty Lord of hosts, 452 19 Sweet are the praises of the Lord, 16 279 Sweet is the friendly voice that speaks, 244 122 mem'ry of thy grace, 105 xxii Index of First Lines, Hymn . Page 28 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 2 1 454 Swift glide the hours of life away, 384 304 Teach me, O teach me, Lord! thy way, 264 444 the measure of my days, 375 335 Th' Almighty reigns exalted high, 286 104 stoops to view the skies, 89 539 Thanks for mercies past, receive; 457 448 That awful hour will soon appear, 379 502 man is bless'd who stands in awe, 425 266 solemn day will soon arrive, 232 439 The darkened sky, how thick it low'rs! 370 145 earth and all the heav'nly frame, 126 431 evils that beset our path, 36^ 164 gifts indulgent heav'n bestows, 143 62 glorious armies of the sky, 5 1 114 God Jehovah reigns, 9S 47 1 The God of glory sends his summons forth, 398 165 heav'n is kind and just, 144 520 love will sure indulge, 441 433 The great Creator, wise and good, 366 142 heart, dejected, sighs to know, 124 189 heav*ns declare thy glory. Lord; 169 412 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 350 276 how kind are all his ways, 241 410 how tender is his love, 348 1 in Zion plac'd his name, 1 155 my pasture shall prepare, 136 153 my Shepherd is, 134 8 The Lord of glory is my light, 7 136 reigns, he reigns on high, 118 137 reigns supremely great, 119 Index of First Lines. xxiii Hymn Page 470 The Lord, th' Almighty Monarch, spake, 397 472 the Judge, his churches warns, 399 133 the Sov'reign King, 116 332"The man is ever blest, 284 602 of humble, upright heart, 506 387 whose firm and equal mind, 327 Z37 whose heart from vice is clear, 288 85 The morn and eve thy praise resound, 72 morningflowVs display their sweets, 388 praises of my God and King, 106 prince of peace is come, 190 righteous Lord, supremely great, 299 rising morn, the closing day, 73 rolling year, almighty Lord! 68 Saviour calls, let ev'ry ear, 230 spacious firmament on high, 59 starry heav'ns thy rule obey, 172 swift-declining day, 385 volume of my Father*s grace, 175 weary traveler, lost in night, 166 work, O Lord! is thine, 23 world of nature. Lord, is thine, 125 446 Thee we adore. Eternal Name, 377 336 There is a glorious world on high, 287 482 land of pure delight, 408 141 righteous God, 123 157 They that have made their refuge God, 138 282 Thine eyes in me the sheep behold, 246 306 influence, mighty God! is felt, 266 160 is the throne, beneath thy reign, 140 109 This earthly globe, the creature of a day, 93 493 feast was Jesus* high behest, 419 29 This is" the day the Lord hath made, 22 27 of life, 21 515 Tho* nature's voice you must obey^ 437 xxiv Index of First Lines. Hymn ^ ^ Page 360 Tho* perfect eloquence inspired, 306 484 Those happy realms of joy and peace, 410 313 Thou art my portion, O my God! 271 108 didst, O mighty God! exist, 92 280 Lord, in mercy wilt regard, 245 76 who sitt'st enthron'd above, 64 501 Thrice happy man who fears the Lord, 424 J 550 men who, born from * heav*n, 465 167 Thro' all the changing scenes of life, 146 14 Th' uplifted eye and bended knee, 12 599 Thus far the Lord hath led me on, 504 359 saith the first, the great command, 305 251 the eternal Father spake, 218 184 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 164 532 gracious favour, Lord, display, 451 345 judgments, Lord, are deep and high,295 303 mercies fill the earth, O Lord! 264 544 presence, everlasting God! 460 1 50 wisdom, pow*r, and goodness, Lord! 1 3 1 440 Time! what an empty vapour *tis! 372 397 'Tis by the faith of joys to come, 336 82 thy strength the moimtains stand, 70^ 325 'Tis religion that can give, 279£ 166 To calm the sorrows of the mind, 145**' 199 To God, its source, my soul aspires; 177 " 255 let fervent pray'rs arise, 222 186 the only wise, 165 ^ 476 To heav'n, my longing soul! aspire, 403 J 209 our Almighty Maker, God, 185 587 To thee, great God! my knees I bend, 494 113 my God! my days are known; 97 227 O God! we homage pay, 198 219 To those who fear and trust the Lord, 192 116 Triumphant, Lord! thy goodness reigns, 99 Index t>f First Lines, xxv Hymn Page 97 *Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres, 83 492 on that dreadful, doleful night, 418 151 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, 132 152 Upward I lift mine eyes, 133 144 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord! 125 169 We bless the Lord, the just, the good, 149 268 Weak and irresolute is man, 235 423 Weary of these low scenes of night, 358 220 Welcome the hope of Israel's race, 192 339 the hope of Israel's race, 2or 201 What glory gilds the sacred page, 179 heav'nly wisdom has bestow'd, 1 8 1 mean these jealousies and fears, 477 shall I render to the Lord, 475 sinners value, I resign: 402 tho* downy slumbers flee, 509 works of wisdom, pow'f, and love, 202 570 When all the powers of nature fail, 480 174 thy mercies, O my God! 154 23 When, as returns this solemn day, 18 blooming youth is snatch'd away, 438 darkness long has veilM my mind, 477 death appears before my sight, 394 gloomy thoughts and boding fears, 280 I can read my title clear, 367 in obedience to their Lord, 419 in the light of things divine, 362 Isr*el through the desert passM, 171 Israel's tribes on Gibeon pour'd, 4S0 o*er the trodden paths of life, 476 overwhelmed with grief, 254 rising from the bed of death, 484 c xxvi Index of First Lines* Hymn Page 572 When sickness shakes the languid tVame, 482 331 storms hang o*er the christian's head, 283 356 Where love and all the graces reign, 304 546 Where'er the Lord shall build my house, 462 38 1 Wherefore should man, frail child of clay,322 1 1 Wherewith shall I approach the Lord, 9 84 While beauty clothes the fertile vale, 72 154 God my Father's near, 135 329 some in folly's pleasures roll, 282 530 sounds of war are heard around, 449 285 thee I seek, protecting Pow'r! 248 286 thoughtless sinners choose, 249 519 to the grave our friends are borne, 440 281 with remorse and woe opprest, 245 139 Who, gracious Father! can complain, 121 334 shall ascend thy heav'nly place, 286 527 shall not tremble, mighty God! 447 521 Why do we mourn departing friends, 442 415 does the will of heav'n ordain, 352 418 is my heart with grief opprest? 354 384 should I thus perplex, 325 474 should this earth delight us so? 401 293 sinks my weak desponding mind. 255 339 will you waste, on trifling cares, 289 232 With ecstacy of joy, 201 138 eye impartial, heav'n's high King, 120 422 God my friend, the radiant sun, 357 315 my whole heart I've sought thy face, 272 44 one consent let all the earth, 34 17 sacred joy we lift our eyes, 14 79 songs and honours sounding loud) 67 Index of First Lines. xxvii Hymn Page 478 With transport, Lord! we view the page, 404 590 Would you behold the works of God, 497 497 Ye foirwers of the prince of peace, 422 318 glitt*ring toys of earth! adieu, 275 486 golden lamps of heav*n! farewell, 411 477 Ye humble souls, complain no more, 403 245 that seek the Lord, 213 518 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears, 439 461 nations, hear! ye sons of earth, 390 528 righteous! in your King rejoice, 448 102 Ye servants of th' almighty King, 87 457 the Lord, 387 101 Ye sons of men, in sacred lays, 85 117 wiih joy record, 100 135 Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim, 1 17 22 that obey th' immortal King, 17 57 tribes of Adam, join, 45 105 weak inhabitants of clay, 89 5 1 works of God, on him alone, 39 SELECTION OF SACRED POETRY, ^c. PART I. Christian Worships and the Lord^s Day, 1. Common Metre. Watts. The privilege of public worship, 1 nr'HE Lord in Zion plac'd his name, X His ark was settled there; To Zion the whole nation came To worship thrice a year. 2 But we have no such lengths to go. Nor wander far abroad: Where'er thy saints assemble now. There is a house for God. 3 Here, mighty God! accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 2 Christian Worships and 4 Here let the Son of David reign; Let God', anointed shine; Justice and truth his court maintain. With love and pow'r divine. 2. Proper Metre. Doddridge. The house of prayer. 1 /^ RE AT Father of mankind! \J We bless that wondrous grace, Which could for Gentiles find Within thy courts a place. How kind the care Our God displays For us to raise A house of pray'r! 2 To thee ourselves we join, And love thy sacred name; No more our own but thine, We triumph in thy claim. Our Father-King, Thy cov'nant-grace Our souls embrace, Thy titles sing. 3 Here, in thy house, we feast On dainties all divine; And while such sweets we taste, With joy our faces shine; the Lor(Ps Day. Incense shall rise From flames of love, And God approve The sacrifice. 4 May all the nations throng To worship in thy house; And thou attend the song, And smile upon th«-ir vows; Indulgent still. Till earth conspire, To join the choir, On Zion's hill. 3. Proper Metre. Watts. Delight in public worship, 1 T ORD of the worlds above^ X-rf How pleasant and how fair, The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God. 2 O happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their constant service there! They praise thee still; And happy they W^ho love the way To Zion's hill. 4} Christian Worships and 3 TAey go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heav'n appears: O glorious seat. When God our King Shall thither bring Our willing feet! 4. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The pleasure and advantage of divine worship, 1 TTAPPY the men, whom strength divine XJL With ardcni love and zeal inspires! Whose steps to thy blest way incline, With willing hearts and warm desires. 2 Still they pursue the painful road; Increasing strength surmounts their fear> Till all at length, before their GoD, In Zion's glorious courts appear. 3 One day within thy sacred gate Affords more real joy to me. Than thousands in the tents of state; The meanest place is bliss with thee. 4 God is a sun; our brightest day From his reviving presence flows: God is a shield, through all the way,. To guard us from surrounding foes. 5 He pours his kindest blessings down. Profusely down, on souls sincere; the Lord^s Day, And grace shall guide, and glory crown The happy fav'rites of his care. 6 O Lord of hosts, thou God of grace! How blest, divinely blest, is he, Who trusts thy love, and seeks thy face, And fixes all his hopes on thee. 5. Common Metre. Doddridge. Askhig the way to Zion, 1 TNQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way J- That leads to Zion's hill; And thither set your steady face, With a determin'd will. 2 Invite the strangers all around, Your pious march to join; And spread the sentiments you feel Of faith and love divine. 3 Come, let us to his temple haste, And seek his favour there; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour out fervent pray'r. 4 Come, let us join our souls to God, In everlasting bands; And seize the blessings he bestows With eager hearts and hands. 5 Come, let us seal, without delay, The covenant of his grace; Nor shall the years of distant life Its memory efface. A2 6 Christian Worships and 6 Thus may our rising ofFspring haste To seek their fathers' GoD; Nor e'er forsake the happy path. Their youthful feet have trgd. 6. Proper Metre. Watts. Going up to worship. OW pleas'd and blest was I, H To hear the people cry, ** Come, let us seek our GoD to-day!" Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honours pay* Zion, thrice happy place! Adorn'd with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee roundj In thee our tribes appear To pray, or praise, or hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. May Peace attend thy gate, And Joy within thee wait. To bless the soul of ev'ry guest! The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest! My tongue repeats her vows, " Peace to this sacred house!" For there my friends and kindred dwells the Lord^s Day* 7 And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. 7. Common Metre. Watts. Attendance on divine worship, 1 T TOW did my heart rejoice to hear Xx My friends devoutly say, In God's own house let us appear, And keep the solemn day. 2 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains: There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God my saviour reigns. 3 Peace be within this sacred place. And joy a constant guest! With holy gifts and heav'nly grace Be her attendants blest! 8. Common Metre, Watts. The church our delight and safety* 1 nr^HE Lord of glory is my light, X And my salvation too; God is my strength, nor will I fear What aJl my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires: O! grant me an abode, 8 Christian Worships and Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around. And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 9. Long Metre. Watts. The church the garden of God, 1 T ORD! 'tis a pleasant thing to stand JL^ In gardens planted by thy hand; Let me within thy courts be seen. Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love. Blest with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon, with all its trees. Yield such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; Nature decays, but grace must thrive; Time, that doth all things else impair. Still makes them flourish strong and fair. the Lord's Day. % 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and true: None that attend his courts shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. 10. Long Metre. Boyse. Acceptable worship, 1 /^ OME! pay the worship God requires^ V-.' Inflam'd with pure and holy fires. When love celestial warms the breast. Our homage, and our vows, are blest. 2 When piety, and truth refin'd Possess the temple of the mind. With grateful flames the altars glow. And God will visit man below. 11. Common Metre. Browne. The same subject, 1 T;I THEREWITH shall I approach the VV Lord, And bow before his throne? Oh! how procure his kind regard, And for my guilt atone? 2 Shall altars flame, and victims bleed, And spicy fumes ascend? Will these my earnest wish succeed, And make my God my friend? 3 O no, my soul! 'twere fruitless allj Such offerings are vain: 10 Christian Worships and No fadings from the field or stall His favour can obtain. 4 To men their rights 1 must allow, And proofs of kiu^lness give; To God with humble rev'rcnce bow, And to his glory live. 5 Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere, He never will despise; And cheerful duty he'll prefer To costly sacrifice. 12. Proper Metre. John Taylor. The acceptable oj^ering, 1 Tj^ ATHER of our fteble race! X? Wise, beneficent, and kind, Spread o'er nature's ample face. Flows thy goodness unconfin'd: Musing in the silent grove. Or the busy walks of men, Still v/e trace thy wondrous love, Claimmg large returns again. 2 Lord! whai ofF'ring shall we bring, At ihine altars when we bow? Hearts, the pure unsullied spring. Whence the kind affections flow; Soft compassion's feeling soul. By the melting eye exprest; Sympathy, at whose control. Sorrow leaves the wounded breast; the Lor d^s Day. 11 Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, feed the poorj Love, enibracing all our kindj Charity, with lib'ral store. Teach us, O thou heav'nly King? Thus to show our grateful mind, Thus th' accepted ofF'ring bring, Love to thee and all mankind. 13. Common Metre. Watts. Sincerity and hypocrisy. GOD is a spirit, just and wise. He sees our inmost mind: In vain to heav'n we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind. Nothing but truth before his throne With honour can appear; The formal hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. Their lifted eye salutes the skies, Their bended knees, the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice. Where not the heart is found, 4 Lord! search my thoughts, and try my ways. And make my soul sincere; Then may I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there.. 12 Christian Worships and 14. Long Metre. Scott. DeiHftion vain without virtue, 1 ^ I ^H' uplifted eye, and bended knee, JL Are but vain homage. Lord! to thee: In vain our lips thy praise prolong, The heart a stranger to the song- 's Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal, The breaches of thy precepts heal? Or fasts and penance reconcile Thy justice, and obtain thy smile? 3 The pure, the humble, contrite mind. Sincere, and to thy will resign'd. To thee a nobler off^'ring yields, Than Sheba's groves, or Sharon's fields. 4 Love God and man — this great command Doth on eternal pillars stand: This did thine ancient prophets teach. This did the great Messiah preach, 15. Proper Metre. John Taylor. Surrounding the mercy seat, 1 T^ AR from mortal cares retreating, A Sordid hopes and fond desires. Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Ev'ry heart to heav'n aspires. From the Fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes; Mercy from above proclaiming Peace and pardon from the skies. the LorcPs Day. 13 2 Who may share this great salvation? — Ev'ry pure and humble mind; EvVy kindred, tongue and nation, From the dross of guilt refin'd: Blessings all around bestowing, God withholds his care from none; Grace and mercy ever flowing From the fountain of his throne. 3 Ev'ry stain of guilt abhorring. Firm and bold in virtue's cause. Still thy providence adoring. Faithful subjects to thy laws, Lord! with favour still attend us, Bless us with ihy wondrous love; Thou, our sun and shield, defend us: All our hope is from above. 16. Long Metre. Watts. The love of God better than life. 1 r^ REAT God, indulge my humble VJT claim; Thou art my joy, and thou my rest: The glories that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 While in thy house I now appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face; O may I see thy mercy here, And taste the blessings of thy grace! 3 Not all by worldly men possest, Nor all the jovs our senses know, B 14 Christian Worships and Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. 4 My life itself, without thy love, No real pleasure could afford; 'Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord. 5 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 6 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice. While 1 have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice. And fill the remnant of my days, 17. Common Metre. Jervis. Homage and devotion, 1 T^TITH sacred joy we lift our eyes V V To those bright realms above. That glorious temple in the skies, Wliere dwells eternal love. 2 Before the awful throne we bow Of heav'n's almighty King: Here we present the solemn vow, And hy.Kms of praise we sing. 3 Thee we adore; and, Lord! to thee Our filial duty pay: Thy service, unconsti ain'd and free. Conducts to endless day. The Lord's Day, 15 4 While in thy house of pray'r we kneel With trust and holy fear, Thy mercy and thy truth reveal, And lend a gracious ear. 5 With fervour teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing; Nor from thy presence cast away The sacrifice we bring. 18. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele, Humble Worship. 1 r^ RE AT King of kings, eternal God, VT Shall mortal creatures dare to raise Their songs to thy supreme abode, And join with angels in thy praise? 2 Man, O how far remov'd below! Wrapt in the shades of gloomy night; His brightest day can only show A few faint streaks of distant light. 3 But see! The bright, the morning star Rising shall chase the shades away; His beams, resplendent from afar, Promise a sweet immortal day. 4 To him our longing eyes we raise. Our guide to Thee, the Great Unknown; Through him, O may our humble praise Accepted rise before thy throne. 16 Christian Worship, and 19. Long Metre. A. H. Christian Worship. 1 Q WEET are the praises of the Lord, O And pleasant 'tis his courts to view; To hear the precepts of that word Which Jesus caught and practis'd too. 2 His true disciples may we prove, Unceasing his commands obey; By our obedience speak our love, And by our works, our faith display. 3 By those pure rules which he has taught, Our course unerring may we steer! So life shall with content be fraught, And death itself be void of fear. 20. Long Metre. Doddridge. The divine blessing" implored* 1 ■C' TERNAL Source of life and thought! ■ >4 Be all beneath thyself forgot; Whilst thee, great Parent-mind, we own, In prostrate homage round thy throne. 2 O may we live before tby face, The willing subjects of thv grace; And thro' each path of duty move With filial awe, and filial love! the Lord^s Day* IT 21. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele, Public praise. 1 T]) RAISE ye the Lord; let praise em- JL ploy, In his own courts, your songs of joy: The spacious firmament around Shall echo back the joyful sound. 2 Recount his works in strains divine; His wondrous works how bright they shine! Praise him for his almighty deeds, Whose greatness all your praise exceeds. 3 To praise awake your tuneful string, And to the solemn organ sing: Harmonious let the concert rise, And bear the rapture to the skies. 4 Let all whom life and breath inspire, Attend and join the blissful choir: But chiefly you who know his word. Adore, and love, and praise the Lord. 22. Common Metre. Watts, Daily and nightly devotion. 1 XT' E that obey th' immortal King, jL Attend his holy place: Bow to the glories of his pow'r, And bless his wondrous grace. 2 Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high: B2 1 8 Christian Worships and Raise your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. 3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts With kind and quick'ning rays; The God that spread the heav'ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas. 23. Long Metre. Mrs. Barbauld. -^The sacrifice of the heart, 1 TT THEN, as returns this solemn day, VV Man comes to meet his maker, God, What rites, what honours shall he pay? How spread his sov'reign's praise abroad? 2 From marble domes and gilded spires Shall curling clouds of incense rise? And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly pomp of sacrifice? 3 Vain, sinful man! creation's Lord Thy golden off'rings well may spare: But give thy heart, and thou shalt find. Here dwells a God who heareth pray'r. 24. Long Metre. Doddridge. The eternal sabbath, 1 T ORD of the sabbath! hear our vows., I d On this thy day, in this thy house; And own, as grateful sacrifice, The songs which from thy churches rise. The hordes Day. 19 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord! we love; But there's a nobler rest above; Thy servants to that rest aspire, With ardent hope, and strong desire. 3 There languor shall no more oppress; The heart shall feel no more distress; No groans shall mingle with the songs, That dwell upon immortal tongues. 4 No gloomy cares shall there annoy; No conscious guilt disturb our joy; But ev'ry doubt and fear shall cease. And perfect love give perfect peace. 5 When shall that glorious day begin, Be\ ond the reach of death or sin; Whose sun shall never more decline, But with unfading lustre shine! 25. Long Metre. Cappe's Selection. The Christian sabbath, 1 A GAIN our weekly labours end, l\. And we the sabbath's call attend: Itr»prove, my soul, the sacred rest, And learn for ever to be blest. 2 This day may our devotions rise To heav'n a grateful sacrifice; May heav'n that peace divine bestow. Which, none, but they who feel it know! 3 This holy calm within the breast, Prepares for that eternal rest 20 Christian Worship, and Which for the sons of Odd remains. The end of cares, and toils, and pains. 4 In varied scenes, both old and new, With joy, great God! thy works we view; In praise recall thy mercies past, In hope thy future mercies taste. 5 In holy duties, let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet this sabbath thus to spend In hope of that which ne'er shall end! 26. Common Metre. Mrs. Barbauld. The sabbath of the soul. i O LEEP, sleep to-day, tormenting cares, O Of earth and folly born! Ye shall not dim the light that streams From this celestial morn. 2 To-morrow will be time enough To feel your harsh control; Ye shall not violate, this day, The sabbath of my soul. 3 Sleep, sleep forever, guilty thoughts! Let fires of vengeance die; And, purg'd from sin, may I behold A God of purity! The Lord's Day, 21 27. Common Metre. Cotton. A Lord's day hymn, 1 npHIS is the day the Lord of life -L Ascended to the skies; My thoughts, pursue the lofty theme, And to the heav'n arise. 2 Let no vain cares divert my mind From this celestial road; Nor all the honours of the earth Detain my soul from God. 3 Think of the splendors of that place, The joys that are on high; Nor meanly rest contented here, With worlds beneath the sky. 4 Heav'n is the birth-place of the saints, To heav'n their souls ascend; Th' Almighty owns his fav'rite race, As Father and as Friend. J O may these lovely titles prove My comfort and defence, When the sick couch shall be my lot, And death shall call me hence. 28. Long Metre. Watts. A hymn for tJie Lord's day, WEET is the work, my God! my King! To praise thy name, give thanks andsing; 'S 22 Christian Worship, and To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred resr; No mortal care shall seize my breast: My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word. 3 And I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart. When doubts and fears no more remain, To break my inward peace again. 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desir'd or wishM below; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In the eternal world of joy. 29. Common Metre. Watts. Hymn for the Lord's day» 1 nr^HIS is the day the Lord hath madej A He calls the hours his own: Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad. And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day arose our glorious head, And death's dread empire fell; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all its wonders tell. 3 Hosanna! the anointed king Ascends his destin'd throne; To God your grateful homage bring. And his Messiah own. The Lord^s Day, i Sent by his Father's love, he came To bless our sinful race: Let all adore the Father's name, And celebrate his grace. Adore him in the highest strains The church on earth can raise: The highest heav'ns in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 30. Short Metre. Watts. The same subject. THE work, O Lord! is thine, And wondrous in our eyes; This day proclaims it all divine — This day did Jesus rise. We hail the glorious day, With thankful hean and voice. Which chas'd each painful doubt away, And bade the church rejoice. Since he hath left the grave. His promises are true; And each exalted hope he gave, Confirmed of God we view. O come the happy hour, When all the earth shall own Thy Son, O God! declar'd with pow'r. And worship at thy throne. That we possess thy word Which all this grace displays, 24 Christian Worships and Accept, thou Father of our Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 31. Common Metre. Mrs. Barbauld* The Lord's day morning. 1 A GAIN the Lord of life and light XJL 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 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung; Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, And praise on ev'ry tongue. 4 Ten thousand diff'ring lips still join To hail this welcome morn; Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 32. Common Metre. Needham. The Lord's day morning* AIL, happy morn! whose early ray Beheld the Saviour rise; Welcome again, auspicious day! To our rejoicing eyes. 'H the Lord^s Day. 25 2 On this blest morn, birth-day of hope! Let not one soul be sad; This is the day the Lord hath made, And bids his saints be glad. 3 Come, and the wonders of the day, In notes harmonious sing; Tell to the world the conquest's gained By your victorious King. 4 O happy souls, that feel the pow'r Of his attractive love! With him they tlie, with him they live, And seek the things above. 33. Proper Metre. Miss Day. Attendance upon religious institutions, 1 T'LL bless Jehovah's glorious name, X Whose goodness heav'n and earth pro- claim. With ev'ry morning light; And at the close of ev'ry day, To him my cheerful homage pay, Who guards me thro' the night. 2 Then in his churches to appear, And pay my humble worship there, Shall be my sweet employ: The day that saw my Saviour rise, Shall dawn on my delighted eyes With pure and holy joy. C 26 Christian Worships ^c. 3 With grateful sorrow in my breast, I'll celebrate the dying feast, Of my departing Lord; And while his perfect love I view. His bright example I'll pursue, And meditate his word. PART II. Praise to God. 34. Long Metre. Watts. God exalted above all praise* ETERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode Becomes the majesty of God; Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds! Far in the depths of space, thy throne Bums with a lustre all its own: Id shining ranks beneath thy feet, Angelic pow'rs and splendors meet. Lord! what shall feeble mortals do? We would adore our Maker too: With lowly minds to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High! Something we learn from nature's frame: Thy word has more reveal'd thy name: Yet still thy greatness, Lord, we find, Leaves all our soaring thoughts behind. God is in heav'n, and man below: Short be our tunes, our words be few: A sacred rev'rence checks our songs. And praise sits silent on our tongues. 28 Praise to God. 35. Common Metre. Watts. God the proper object of praise* t A WAKE,yesaints!topraise your King, -Z jL Your sweetest passions raise; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord, and works unknown Are his divint employ; Bui still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heav'n, earth, and sea, confess his hand, He bids the vapours risr; Lightning, and storm, at his command, Sweep through the sounding skies. 4 All pow'r that gods or kings have claimed Is found with him alone; But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd Where our Jehovah's known. 5 Before the true, the living GoD, We bow with faith and fear; He makes our churches his abode, And claims our honours there. 36. Proper Metre. Watts. Praise to God the universal sovereign* 1 T ET all the earth their voices raise, X^ To sing the choicest hymns of praise, To magnify Jehovah's name: Praise to God. 29 His glory let the heathens know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his mighty works proclaim. The heathens know thy glory, Lord! The wond'ring nations read thy word; And here Jehovah's name is known: Our worship never shall be paid' To gods which mortal hands have made; Our Maker is our God alone. He fram'd the globe, he built the sky. He made the shining worlds on high. And reigns complete in glory there: His robes are majesty and light; His splendor, how divinely bright! His temple, how divinely fair! Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving pow'r, And distant nations fear his name: Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness. And in his courts his grace proclaim. 37. Long Metre. Merrick. Praise ye the L,orb. SING to the Lord a joyful song; Earth, to his praise the note prolong, Till realms remote his acts have known, And man's whole race his wonders own. C2 50 Praise to God. 2 Great is the Lord, and great his praisej What god like him our fear can raise? Not such as heathen lands afford, Created first, and then ador'd. 3 Let ev'ry people, ev'ry tribe, Pow'r, glory, strength, to him ascribe.; Yield to his name the honours due; Oft to his courts your way pursue. 4 Before the beauty of his shrine. Ye saints, in low prostration join; Ye natives of each distant shore, His pow'r revere; his name adore. 38. Common Metre. Watts. A hymn of praise to God. 1 \ MONG the princes, earthly gods, Xjl There's none hath pow'r divine; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord! Nor are their works like thine. 2 The nations thou hast made shall bring Their off'rings round thy throne: For thou alone dost wondrous things, For thou art God alone. 3 Lord! I would walk with holy feet: Teach me thine heav'nly ways; And all my noblest pow'rs unite, In God my Father's praise. Praise to God. 31 39. Proper Metre. Warrington Collection. The God and Father of Christ to be praised* 1 f~\ COME, all ye sons of Adam, and V^ raise A song unto God; how lovely his praise! Adore him who reigns in his glory above, And fills the wide earth with his tokens of love. 2 His breath is your life, your reason a ray Effus'd from his light to guide all your way; He heals your diseases, your wants he sup- plies. And wipes away tears from the penitent's eyes. 3 Dash down your false gods of silver and stone; Him worship who made earth and heav'a alone; His prophet, his son, his salvation receive; Flee, flee from perdition, obey him and live. 4 O Father of men! in mercy command The gospel to shine on all human land; That far as the sun e'er diffuses his flame. Thy praises may rise in Messiah's great name. 32 Praise to God. 40. Common Metre. Watts. Reverential worship, 1 O ING to the Lord Jehovah's name, O^ And in his strength rejoice: When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And songs of honour sing: The Lord's a Gud of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures stem; Those gods on high, and gods below, When once compar'd with Him. 4 Earth with its caverns dark and deep, L';es in his spacious hand; He fix'd the sea what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand. 5 Come, and with humble souls adore; Come, kneel before his face: O may the creatures of his pow'r Be children of his grace! 41. Short Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 /^ OME, sound his praise abroad, V^ And hymns of glory sing! Praise to God. 33 Jehovah is the mighty God, The universal King. 2 He form'd the deeps unknown; He gave the stas their bound; The wat'ry worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne; Come, bow before the Lord; We are his work, and not our own, He form'd us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. 42. Proper Metre. Salisbury Collection. Humble adoration* 1 TTOLY, holy, holy Lord! JLJL Be thy glorious name ador'd; Lord! thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail! 2 Though unworthy. Lord, thine ear Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring. When around thy throne we sing. 3 There no tongue shall silent be; All shall join in harmony; That through heaven's capacious round, Praise to thee may ever sound. 34 Praise ta God, 4 Lord! thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Holy, holy, holy Lord! Be thy glorious name ador'd. 43. Common Metre. Watts. Rational and devout praise, 1 /^ FOR a shout of sacred joy V-/ To God the sov'reign King! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 In Isr'el stood his ancient throne; He lov'd that chosen race: But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. 3 While angels praise the heav'nly King, Let mortals learn their strains: Let all the earth his honours sing; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound; Let knowledge lead the song; Nor mock him with a solemn sound, Upon a thoughtless tongue. w 44. Long Metre. Tate. ITH one consent, let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise; Praise to God. 35 Glad homage pay with awful mirth, And sing before him songs of prise: 2 Convinced that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceedi We, whom he chooses for his own. The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 3 O! 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. 45. Long Metre. Watts. 1 T> EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, XJ Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wand'ring sheep wc 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! 36 Prmse to God. 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. 5 Wide as the world is thy command; Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 46. Long Metre. Watts. Praise from all nations, 1 X^ ROM all that dwell below the skies, J? Let the Creator's praise arise! Let his almighty name be sung, Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry 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. 47. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. Praise to God as the Jirst and the last. 1 X AM the first, and I the last; X Time centres all in me: Th' Almighty God, who was, and is, And ever more shall be. 2 To him let ev'ry tongue be praise, And ev'ry heart be love; Praise to God, dT All grateful honours paid on earth, And nobler songs above! 48. Proper Metre. Walker's Collection. Glory to the most high God. GLORY be to God on h'lghl Hallelujah! God, whose glory fills the sky: Lift your voice, ye people all, Praise the God on whom ye call. t God his sov'reign sway maintains; King o'er all the earth he reigns: All to him lift up their eye; He does ev'ry want supply. J Sons of earth, the triumph join. Praise him with the host divine; Emulate the heav'nly pow'rs; Their all-gracious God is ours. r Happy, who his laws obey! Them he rules with milder sway; Pure and holy hearts alone He hath chosen for his own. '< Him, whose joy is to restore, Him let all our hearts adore: Earth and heav'n repeat the cry, Glory be to God on high. D 3S Praise to God, 49. Common Metre. Merrick. Universal praise. 1 A RISE, ye people! clap the hand, ±\. Exulting strike the chord; Let ev'ry isle and evVy land Confess th' Almighty Lord. 2 Sing to our God in loudest strain, Perpetual praises sing: O'er earth's wide bounds extends his reign; O praise our Gcd ajid King. 3 Prepare, prepare, with tuneful art. In one assembled throng. Your shares of harmony to part. And raise the heav'u-taught song. 4 His sway the sons of human kind With humble homage own; And sanctity, with pow'r combin'd, Supports his lasting throne. 5 For he, whose hands amid the skies Th' eternal sceptre wield. To earth's whole race his care applies, And o'er them spreads the shield. 50. Common Metre. New Selection. Protection and praise. 1 T ET songs of praise from all below X-4 To thee, O God! ascend, Praise to God. 39 Whose bounties unexhausted flow, Whose mercies know no end. 2 But chief by them that debt be paid, 'Midst dangers circling round, Who still in thy almighty aid Have sure protection found. » 3 The wandVing exile, doom'd to stray O'er many a desart wide; Who fearless takes his lonely wav. With God his guard and guide:— 4 The mariner, who tempts the sea When storms impending low'r, Or tempests rage— yet trusts in thee, And owns thy mighty pow'r: — 5 The wretch who press'd by countless woes, That no cessation see, Still bids his steadfast hope repose, Almighty Lord! on thee: — 6 All, all shall join to bless thv name, Whose htav'nly aid they prove; As all have felt, let all proclaim Thy boundless pow'r, and love. 51. Proper Metre. Birmingham CollfttioNc Good men invited to praise God, 8 "X/E works of God! on him alone, X His footstool earth, high heav'n his throne, Be all your praise bestow'd: 40 Praise to God, His hand the beauteous fabric made, His eye the finish'd work survey'd, And saw that all was good. 2 Ye sons of men! his praise display, Who stampM his image on your clay. And gave it pow'r to move: Where'er ye go, where'er ye dwell, From age to age successive tell The wonders of his love. 3 Ye spirits of the just and good! Who, panting for that blest abode. To heav'n's bright mansions soar: O let your songs his praise display. Till nature's self shall waste away, And time shall be no more. 4 Praise him, ye meek and humble train! Who shall those heav'nly joys obtain, Prepar'd for souls sincere: Now praise him till you take your way To regions of eternal day. To dwell for ever there. 52. Proper Metre. Doddridge. Hymn of praise* PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare a new song. And let all his saints in full concert join: With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music di- vine. 'O Praise to God. 41 2 Let praise to the Lord, who made us, ascend, Let each grateful heart be glad in its King: The God, whom we worship, our songs will attend, And view with complacence the off'ring we bring, 3 Be jovful, ye saints, sustainM by his might. And let your glad songs awake with each morn: For those who obey him are still his delight, His hand with salvation the meek will adorn. 4 Then praise ye the Lord, prepare a glad song. And let all his saints in full concert join: With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music di- vine. 53. Proper Metre. Fawcett. Universal Praise. 1 X^R AISE to thee! thou great Creator, Jtr^ Praise to thee from evVy tonguej Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature, Join the universal song. 2 For ten' thousand blessings giv'n, For the hope of future joy; Sound his praise thro' earth and heav'n, Sound Jehovah's praise on high. D 2 42 Praise to God, 54. Common Metre. Mrs. Rowe. Praise to the Go© of nature, 1 T> EGIN, my soul, the lofty straini J3 In solemn accents sing A .^acred hymn of grateful praise To heav'n's almighty King. 2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll Your silver waves along. Whisper to all your verdant shores ' The subject of my song. 3 Retain it long, ye echoing rocks, The sacred sound retain, And from your hollow winding caves Return it oft again. 4 Bear it, ye winds, on all your wings. To distant climes away. And round the wide-extended world The lofty theme convey. 5 Take the glad burden of his name. Ye clouds, as you arise. Whether to deck the golden morn, Or shade the ev'ning skies. 6 Let harmless thunders roll along 7 he smooth ethereal plain. And answer from the crystal vault, To ev'ry bounding strain. 7 Long let it warble round the spheres. And echo thro' the sky; Praise to God, 43 Let angels, with immortal skill, Improve the harmony: 8 Whilst we, with sacred rapture fir'd, The great Creator sing, And utter consecrated lays To heav Vs eternal King. 55. Long Metre. Dyer. Hymn to the Deity, t /^ RE ATE ST of beings, source of life, vT Sovereign of air, and earth, and sea! All nature feels thy pow'r, and all A silent homage pay to thee. 2 Wak'd by thy hand, the morning sun Pours forth to thee its earlier rays. And spreads thy glories as it climbs; While raptur'd worlds look up and praise. 3 The moon, to the deep shades of night, Speaks the mild lustre of thy name; While all the stars, that cheer the scene, Thee, the great Lord of light proclaim. 4 And groves, and vales, and rocks, and hills, And ev'ry flow'r, and ev'ry tree. Ten thousand creatures, warm with life, Have each a grateful song for thee. 5 But man was form'd to rise to heav'n; And, blest with reason's clearer light. He views his Maker through his works, And glows with raptur-e at the sight. 44 Praise to God. 6 Nor can the thousand songs that rise, Whether from air, or earth, or sea, So well repeat Jehovah's praise, Or raise such sacred harmony. 56. Long Metre. Watts. Universal praise. 1 T EFIOVAH! 'tis a glorious word; tl O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue! But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 2 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. 3 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame In sounds of dreadful praise declare; And the sweet whisper of his name Fill ev'ry gentler breeze of air. 4 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree. To join their praise with blazing fire; Let the firm earth, and rolling sea, In this eternal song conspire. 5 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his skill; Valleys, lie low before his eye; A lid let his praise from ev'ry hill Rise tuneful to the neighboring sky. Praise to God, 45 6 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, While nature all around you sings? O for a shout from old and young, Froni humble swains and lofty kings! 7 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known; Loud as his thunder shout his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne. 57. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject, i "XT E tribes of Adam, join A With heav*n, and earth, and seas. And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng Of angels bright. In worlds of light. Begin the song. 2 Thou sun with dazzling rays. And moon that rul*st the night. Shine to your Maker's praise. With stars of twinkling light. His pow'r declare, Ye floods on high. And clouds that fly In empty air. 3 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand, 46 Praise to God, Or in swift courses move By his supreme command. He spake the word, And all their frame From nothing came To praise the Lord. 4 He mov'd their mighty whefels In unknown ages past; And each his word fulfils While time and nature last. In difF'rent ways His works proclaim His wondrous name. And speak his praise. 58. Short Metre. Watts. Universal praise, ET ev^'ry creature join L To praise th' eternal GoD; Ye heav'nh hosts, the song begin, And sound his name abroad. Thou sun with golden beams. And moon with paler rays, Yc starry lights, ye twinkling flames. Shine to your Maker's praise. He built rhose worlds above. And fix'd their wondrous frame; By his command they stand, or move, And ever speak his name. Praise to God. 47 i Ye vapours, when ye rise, Or fall in show'rs, or snow. Ye thunders, murm'ring round the skies. His pow'r and glory show. 5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, Agree to praise the Lord, When ye in dreadful storms conspire To execute his word. 6 By all his works above His honours be exprest; But they who taste his wondrous love Should sing his praises best. 59. Long Metre. Williams's Collection. The same subject, 1 r^ ELESTIAL worlds! your Maker's v_y name Resound through ev'ry shining coast: Our God a nobler praise will claim, W^here he unfolds his glories most. 2 Stupendous globe of flaming day! Praise him in thy sublime career; He struck from night thy peerless ray. Gave thee thy path, and guides thee there. 3 Ye starry lamps, to whom 'tis giv'n Night's sable horrors to illume, Praise him who hung you high in heav'n, With vivid fires to gild the gloom. 48 Praise to God. As Lightnings, that round th' Eternal play! Thunders, that from his arm are hurlM! The grandeur of your God convey, Blazing, or bursting on the world. 5 From clime to clime, from shore to shore, Be the almighty God ador'd: He made the nations by his pow'r. And rules them with his sov'reign word. 6 At once let nature's ample round To God the vast thanksgiving raise: His high perfection knows no bound, But fills the immensity of space. 60. Proper Metre. Ogilvie. The same subject* 1 T3 EGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, XJ Let each enraptur'd thought obey, And praise the almighty name; Let heav'n, and earth, and seas, and skies, In one harmonious concert rise, To swell the glorious theme. 2 Ye angels, catch the joyful sound. While all th' adoring throngs around His wondrous mercy sing; Let all who fill the realms above Awake the tuneful soul of love. And touch the sweetest string. Praise to God, 49 S Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, Ve clouds, proclaim your Maker, God; Ye thunders, speak his powV: Lo! on the lightning's gleamy wing In triumph rides th' eternal King; Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 4 Ye deeps, whose roaring billows rise To join the thunders of the skies, Praise him, who bids you roll; His praise in softer notes declare. Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air. And breathe it to the soul. 5 Wake, all ye feather'd throngs, and sing; Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shap'd your finer mould. Who tipp'd your gliit'ring wings with gold, And tun'd your voice to praise. 6 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, The feeling heart, the judging head, In heav'nly praise employ; Spread the Creator's name around, Till heav'ns extended arch rebound The general burst of joy. 61. Proper Metre. Williams's Collection. , The same subject* 1 /^ FOR :i hynm of universal praise! V ^ Its Maker's name let ev'ry creature raise: E 50 Praise to God. Ye lofty heav'ns, begin the solemn sound. And let it spread the wide creation round. 2 Bless him, thou sun, great ruler of the day. Before whose splendors thine must fade away; To him the honours paid to thee restore, And teach mankind thy Maker to adore. 3 Ye moon and stars, who, with more feeble light, Break thro' the shades and gild the gloom of night, Far as you can diffuse your feeble rays. Tell his great name and propagate his praise. 4 Let mists and clouds and meteors all con- spire In this blest work, and help to fill the choir: While loud his praises foaming billows roar. And seas resound his name from shore to shore. 5 Ye fertile plains, display your gayest pride, Ye valleys, to his honour low subside; And at his call, ye mountains, stately rise, And bear his praises to the neighb'ring skies. 6 Loud as his thunders let his praises sound. From heav'n to earth, from world to world rebound; Let art and nature in the song conspire, And the whole world become one sacred choir. T Praise to God. 51 62. Common Metre. Mrs. Rowe. Praise from all nature, HE glorious armies of the sky To thee, almighty King! Harmonious anthems consecrate, And hallelujahs sing. 2 But still their most exalted flights Fall vastly short of thee: How distant then must human praise From thy perfections be! 3 Yet how, great God! shall we refrain, When, to our 'raptur'd sense, Each creature in its various ways Displays thine excellence? 4 The brilliant lights that shine above, In bright magnificence. Reveal their mighty Maker's praise With silent eloquence. 5 The blushes of the morn confess That thou art much more fair; When in the east its beams revive, To gild the fields of air. 6 The fragrant, the refreshing breath Of ev'ry flow'ry bloom, In balmy whispers owns from thee Their pleasing odours come. 7 The warbling birds, the hollow winds, And waters murm'ring fall. 52 Praise to God. To praise the First Almighty cause, With different voices call. 8 Thy numerous works exalt thee thus, And shall man silent be? No, rather let us cease to breathe Than cease from praising thee. 63. Common Metre. Jervis. Praise the peculiar duty of man. 1 T ORD of the world's majestic frame! JLj Stupendous are thy ways; Thy various works declare thy name, And all resound thy praise. 2 The heav'ns thy matchless skill display, With all the stars of light; The splendid sun that rules the day, The silver moon by night. 3 And while those radiant orbs of light, That shine from pole to pole, In silent harmony unite To praise thee as they roll; 4 Ohl^shall not we of human race, The glorious concert join? Shall not the children of thy grace Attempt the theme divine? 5 Not all the feeble notes of time Can show forth God's high praise; Nor all the noblest strains sublime That earth or heav'n can raise. 'B Praise to God. 53 Yet this shall be our best employ, Thro' life's uncertain days: And in the realms of boundless joy, Eternal be thy praise. 64. Long Metre. Watts. Desiring to praise God. E thou exalted, O my God! Above the heav'ns where angels dwelU Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 2 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name: Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame! 3 In thee, my God! are all the springs Of boundless love, and grace unknown: All the rich blessings nature brings. Are gifts descending from thy throne. 4< High o'er the earth thy mercy reigns^ And reaches to the utmost sky: Thy truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 5 Be thou exalted, O my God! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell: Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. E2 54 Praise to God. 65. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Everlasting praise. 1 "\/r Y God! my King! to thee I'll raise JLVA My voice, and all my pow'rs: Unwearied songs of sacred praise Shall fill the circling hours. 2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue, While suns shall set and rise; And tune my everlasting song, When all creation dies. PART III. The Works of God celebrated. 66. Common Metre. Watts. The creation of the world. 1 T ET heav'n arise, let earth appear, A-i Said the Almighty Lord; The heav'ns arose, the earth appeared At his creating word. 2 Thick darkness brooded o'er the deep: God said, Let there be light! The light shone forth with smiling ray, And scatter'd ancient night. 3 He bade the clouds ascend on high; The clouds ascend, and bear A wat'r}^ treasure to the sky, And float upon the air. 4 The liquid element below Was gathcr'd by his hand; The rolling seas together flow, And leave the solid land. 5 With herbs, and plants, and fruitfal trees, The new-form'd globe he crown'd. Ere there was rain to bless the soil, Or sun to warm the ground. / 56 The works of God celebrated. 6 Then, high in heav'n's resplendent arch, He plac'd those orbs of light; He caus'd the sun to rule the day, The moon to rule the night. 7 Next, from the deep, th' Almighty King Did vital beings frame; Fowls of the air of ev'ry wing. And fish of ev'ry name, 8 To all the various brutal tribes He gave their wondrous birth; At once the lion and the worm Sprang from the teeming earth. 9 Then, chief, o'er all his works below. At last was Adam made; His Maker's image bless'd his soul, And glory crown'd his head. 10 Fair in th' Almighty Maker's eye The whole creation stood; He view'd the fabric he had rais'd; His word pronounc'd it good. Common Metre. Dodsley's Poems. God the Creator of mankind, 1 /^ ODof our lives, whose bounteous care V.T First gave us pow'r to move! How shall our thankful hearts declare The wonders of thy love? 2 While void of thought and sense we lay, Dust of our parent earth, The works of God celebrated, ST Thy breath inform'd the sleeping clay, And call'd us into birth. 3 Thine eye beheld in perfect view The yet unfinish'd planj Th' imperfect lines thy pencil drew, And form'd the future man. 4 O may this frame, which rising grew Beneath thy forming hands, Be studious ever to pursue Whatever thy will commands. 68. Common Metre. Grove. ^ God the Creator, 1 /^ LORD, how excellent thy name! V>/ How glorious to behold, Engraven fair on all thy works In characters of gold! 2 On heavVs unmeasurable face, In lines immensely great; In small, on ev'ry leaf and flow'r, Creator-God is writ. 3 Though reason be not giv'n to all. Nor voice to thee, O sun! Their Maker all proclaim, and here Their language is but one. 4 From land to land, from world to world. Thy fame is echo'd round; And ages, as they pass, transmit The never-dying sound. 58 The works of God celebrated, 5 Angels, the eldest sons of God, Began the lofty song; They saw the heav'ns expand abroad, And earth on nothing hung. 6 Then man, the last and noblest work Of all this nether frame, With the first vital breath he drew, Confess'd from whence he came. t O let us all give praise to God, And magnify his name; The wonders of his pow'r and love Let the whole world proclaim. 69. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The voice of Nature, 1 A LMIGHTY goodness, pow'r divine, S\ The fields and verdant meads display; And bless the hand which made them shine, With various charms profusely gay. 2 For man and beast, here daily food In wide diffusive plenty grows; And thf re, for drink, the chrystal flood In streams sweet-winding gently flows. 3 By cooling streams and soft'ning show'rs, The vegetable race are fed; And trees and plants and herbs and flow'rs, Their Maker's bounty smiling spread. 4 The flow'ry tribes all blooming rise Above the faint attempts of art; The works of God celebrated. 59 Their bright inimitable dyes Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 5 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of the God, And bow before him and adore. 70. Long Metre. Addison. The voice of God in his works, 1 np'HE spacious firmament on high, JL With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Doth his Creator's pow'r display; And publishes to ev'ry land. The work of an almighty hand. 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous talej And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth: 4 Whilst all the stars which round her burn, And all the planets in their turn. Confirm the tidings as they roll. And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What thp', in solemn silence, all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; W hat the' no real voice nor sound. Amidst tlicir radiant orbs be found: 60 The works of God celebrated* 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; For ever singing, as they shine-— " The hand that made us is divine." 71. Short Metre. Watts. Praise to the Creator, 1 \ LMIGHTY maker, God! -LJL How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad Thro' all creation's frame! 2 Nature in ev'ry dress Her humble homage pays; And does a thousand ways express Her undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too: Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the homage due. 4 In joy, oh! let me spend The remnant of my days; And oft to God, my soul! ascend In grateful songs of praise. 72. Common Metre. Liverpool Old Collec- tion. Devout contemplation of creation. 1 T OOK round, O man! survey this globe; X-i Speak of creating pow'r; The works of God celebrated. 61 See nature gives a difFVent robe To ev'ry herb and flow'r. I See various beings fill the air, And people earth and sea; What grateful changes form the year! How constant night and day! i Next raise thine eye; the vast expanse A pow'r unbounded shows; See round the sun the planets dance, And various worlds compose. i Then turn into thyself, O man! With wonder view thy soul; Confess his pow'r who laid each plan, And still directs the whole, 5 And let obedience to his laws Thy gratitude proclaim. To Him, the first Almighty Cause, Jehovah is his name. 73. Common Metre. Gentleman's Magazine, The God of nature invoked, 1 TTAIL, great Creator, wise and good! XjL To thee our songs we raise; Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild, Fresh wonders strike our view; And while we gaze, our hearts exult. With transports ever new. F 62 The works of God celebrated, 3 Thy glory beams in ev'ry star Which gilds the gloom of night; And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill, the humble lawn, With countless beauties shine: The silent grove, the awful shade, Proclaim thy pow'r divine. 5 Great nature's God! still may these scenes Our serious hours engage; Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works' instructive page! 6 And while, in all thy wondrous works, Thy vary'd love we see; Still may the contemplation lead Our hearts, O God, to thee! 74. Proper Metre. Merrick. The perfections and providence of God. 1 T IFT your voice, and joyful sing jLa Praises to your heav'nly King; For his blessings far extend, And his mercy knows no end. 2 Be the Lord your noblest theme, Who of gods is God supreme; He, to whom all lords beside Bow the knee, and veil their pride. 3 Who asserts his just command By the wonders of his hand: The works of God celebrated, 63 He, whose wisdom thron'd on high, Built the mansions of the sky: 4 He, who bade the wat'ry deep Under earth's foundation sleep; And the orbs that gild the pole Thro' the boundless ether roll; 5 Thee, O sun, whose pow'rful ray Rules the empire of the day; You, O moon and stars, whose light, Gilds the darkness of the nights 6 He with food sustains, O earth, All who claim from thee their birth; For his blessings far extend, And his mercy knows no end. 15. Proper Metre. Milton. The same subject, 1 T ET us with a joyful mind -L^ Praise the Lord, for he is kind: For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God: Who by wisdom did create Heav'n's expanse, and all its state: 3 Did the solid earth ordain How to rise above the main: "Who, by his commanding might, Fill'd the new-made world with light: 64 The works of God celebrated, 4 CausM the golden-tressed sun. All the day his course to run; And ihe moon to shine by night, 'Mid her spangl'd sisters bright. 5 All his creatures GoD does feed, His full hand supplies their need: Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth. 6 He his mansion hath on high, *Bove the reach of mortal eye: And his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 76. Proper Metre. Sandys. The harmony of praise, 1 npHOU who sitt'st enthron'd above! A Thou, in whom we live and move! Thou, who art most great, most high! God, from all eternity! 2 O, how sweet, how excellent, 'Tis when tongue and heart consent; Grateful hearts and joyful tongues, Hymning thee in tuneful songs! 3 When the morning paints the skies, When the stars of ev'ning rise, We thy praises will record, Sov'rcign Ruler! mighty Lord! 4 Decks the spring with flowVs the fields Harvest rich doth autumn yield? The works of God celebrated. 65 Giver of all good below! Lord, from thee these blessings flow. 5 Sov'reign Ruler! mighty Lord! We thy praises will record: Giver of these blessings! we Pour the grateful song to thee. 77. Long Metre. Doddridge. The year croxvned ivith goodness. 1 •jn TERNAL Source of ev'ry joy! Va Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy temple we appear; Thy goodness crowns the circling year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports the steady pole: By thee the sun is taught to rise. And darkness when to veil the skies. 3 The flowVy spring, at thy command, Perfumes the air, and paints the land; The summer-rays with vigour shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coasts redundant stores; And winters, soften'd by thy care, No more a face of horror wear. 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise; Still be the cheerful homage paid With morning light and evening shade. F2 66 The works of God celebrated, 6 O may our more harmonious tongues In worlds unknown pursue the songs; And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more! 78. Proper Metre. John Taylor. Thanksgiving for fruitful seasons* 1 "p EJOICE! the Lord is King! X\ Your Lr)RD and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice. 2 His wintry north winds blow, Loud tempests rush amain; Yet his thick flakes of snow Defend the infant grain: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice. 3 He wakes the genial spring, Perfumes the bahny air; The vales their tribute bring, The promise of the year: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice. Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice. 4 High from th' ethereal plain Bright suns their influence fling; He gives the welcome rain, That makes the valleys sing: The works of God celebrated, 67 Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice, 5 He leads the circling year, His flocks the hills adorn; He fills the golden ear, And loads the fields with corn: O happy mortals, raise your voice, Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice. 6 Lead on your fleeting train. Ye years, ye months and days! O bring th' eternal reign Of love, and joy, and praise: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice. 79. Common Metre. Watts. The providence ofGon in the seasons, 1 T^/ITH songs and honours sounding VV loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud. And wattrs veil the sky. 2 He sends his show'rs of blessings down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown. And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat; He hears the ravens cry; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 68 The works of God celebrated, 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wint'ry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend, and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow. In icy fetters bound. 6 He sends his word and melts the snow^ The fields no longer mourn: He calls the warmer gales to blow. And bids ihe spring return. 7 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 80. Common Metre. Needham. The seasons ordained by God. 1 nPHE rolling year. Almighty Lord! X Obeys thy powerful nod; Each season, as it silent moves, Declares the present God. 2 Wak'd by thy voice, out steps the spring, In living green new drest; On hills, in vales, thro' fields and groves, Thy beauties stand confest. 3 The sun calls forth the summer months, Nor do the hours delay; The works of God celebrated, 69 The fruits with varied colours glow- Beneath his rip'ning ray. 4 Thy bounty. Lord! in autumn shines, And spreads a common feast; He that regards his fav'rite, man, Will not neglect the beast. 5 When winter rears her hoary head, And shows her furrowM brow. In storms and tempests, frosts and snows; How awful. Lord, art thou! 6 The rolling year, Almighty Lord! Obeys thy pow'rful nod; Each season, as it silent moves, Declares the present God. 81. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Praise to the God of the seasons, 1 CJ ING to the Lord! let praise inspire J5 The grateful voice, the tuneful lyre; In strains of joy, proclaim abroad The endless glories of our God. 2 He counts the hosts of starry flames, Knows all their natures and their names: Great is our God! his wond'rous pow'r And boundless wisdom we adore. 3 He veils the sky with treasur'd show'rs; On earth the plenteous blessing pours; The mountains smile in lively green, And fairer blooms the flow'ry sceng. 70 The works of God celebrated. 4 His bounteous hand, great spring of good, Provides the brute creation food; He feeds the ravens when they cry; All nature lives beneath his eye. 5 Dear to the Lord, for ever dear, The heart whr re he implants his fear; The souls who on his grace rely, These, these are lovely in his eye. 82. Common Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 'nr*IS by thy strength the mountains stand, A God of eternal pow'r! The sea grows calm at thy command And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and ev'aing shade Successive comforts bring; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flow'rs adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heav'n, earth, and air are thine; Wl'ien clouds distil in fruitful show'rs, The author is divine. 4 Those floating cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around,. With wat'ry treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 5 ' The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear: The works of God celebrated. 71 Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. 83. Common Metre. Watts. The blessing's of the spring, 1 f^ OOD is the Lord, the heav'niy King, VJ" Who makes the earth his care; Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Pour out, at thy command, Their wat'ry blessings from the sky. To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring; The valleys rich provision yield, And the poor lab'rers sing. 4 The little hills on ev'ry side Rejoice at falling show'rs; The meadows, dress'd in all their pride, Perfume the air with flow'rs. 5 The barren clods refreshed with rain. Promise a joyful crop; The parched grounds look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns; How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs. And shepherds shout thy praise. 72 The ivorks of God celebrated, 84 Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Spring, 1 T "^ rHILE beauty clothes the fertile vale, V V And blossoms on the spray, And fragrance breathes in ev'ry gale, How sweet the vernal day! 2 How kind the influence of the skies! Soft show'rs, with blessings fraught, Bid verdure, beauty, fragrance rise. And iix the roving thought. 3 O let my wond'ring heart confess. With gratitude and love, The bounteous hand that deigns to bless The garden, field, and grove. 4 That bounteous hand my thoughts adore, Beyond expression kind. Hath sweeter, nobler gifts in store. To bless the craving mind. 5 Inspir'd to praise, I then shall join Glad Nature's cheerful song; And love and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue. 85. Long Metre. Merrick. The blessings of the year the gift of Providence^ 1 ^THHE morn and eve thy praise resound, A Lord! as they walk th' ethereal round; The works of God celebrated, 73 Thy visits teach the grateful soil To recompense the lab'rer's toil. 2 By unexhausted springs supply'd, The river pours its copious tidej A thousand streams, in sportive play, Thro' the rich meadows wind their way. 3 The clouds, in frequent show'rs distilled, Drop fatness on the fruitful field, Break the rough glebe, the furrows cheer, And crown with good the smiling year. 4 The pastures of th' extended waste Thy gifts in rich profusion taste; The hills around exulting stand. And show the bounty of thy hand. 5 Cherished at length by lenient skies, Herbage and corn luxuriant rise: The laughing vale assumes a tongue, And bursts triumphant into song. 86. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Seed-time and harvest, 1 'T^HE rising morn, the closing day, X Repeat thy praise with grateful voice; Both in their turns thy pow'r display. And laden with thy gifts rejoice. 2 Earth's wide-extended, varying scenes, All smiling round, thy bounty show; From seas or clouds, full magazines, Thy rich diffusive blessings flow. i 74t The works of God celebrated, 3 Now earth receives the precious seed. Which thy indulgent hand prepares; And nourishes the future bread, And answers all the sower's cares. 4 Thy sweet refreshing show'rs attend, And through the ridges gently flow, Soft on the springing corn descend; And thy kind blessing makes it grow. 5 Thy goodness crowns the circling year, Thy paths drop fatness all around; Ev'n barren wilds thy praise declare. And echoing hills return the sound. 6 Here, spreading flocks adorn the plain; There, plenty ev'ry charm displays; Thy bounty clothes each lovely scene. And joyful nature shouts thy praise. 87. Long Metre. Gentleman's Magazine. J Autumnal hymn, ■ 1 /"^ RE AT God! at whose all-pow Vful call \J At first arose this beauteous frame, By thee the seasons change, and all The changing seasons speak thy name. 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year, From winter storms recover'd, rise; When thousand grateful scenes appear, Fresh op'ning to our wond'ring eyes. 3 O how delightful 'tis to see The earth in vernal beauty drest! The works of God celebrated, 75 While in each herb, and flow'r, and tree, Thy blooming glories shine confest! 4 Aloft, full beaming, reigns the sun, And light and genial heat conveys; And, while he leads the seasons on. From thee derives his quick'ning rays. 5 Around us, in the teeming field. Stands the rich grain, or purpled vine; At thy command they rise, to yield The strength'ning bread, or cheering wine. 6 Indulgent God! from ev'ry part Thy plenteous blessings largely flow; We see — we taste — let ev'ry heart With grateful love and duty glow. 88. Common Metre. Browne. Ail thing's made for God. 1 /^ RE AT first of Beings! mighty Lord vX Of all this mighty frame! Produc'd by thy creating word. The world from nothing came. 2 Soon as thou gav'st the high command, 'Tvvas instantly obey'd; And for thy pleasure all things stand Which by thy pow'r were made. 3 Thy glories shine throughout the whole, Each part reflects thy light; For thee in course the planets roll, And day succeeds to night. 76 The works of God celebrated^ 4 For thee the earth its product yields, For thee the waters flow; And various plants adorn the fields, And trees aspiring gro>v. 5 For thee the sun dispenses heat. And beams of cheering light; Far distant stars, in order set. Break thro' the shades of night. 6 Let us, too, Lord! with zeal pursue This wise and noble end; That all we think and all we do May to thine honour tend. 89. Common Metre. Watts. Rejoicing in the works o/'God. 1 "O EJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, xV 1 his work belongs to you; Sin.M'if his name, his ways, his word. Hew holy, just, and true! 2 His mercy and his righteousness Let heav'n and earth proclaim; His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wondrous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heav'nly arches spread; And by the spirit of the Lord Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bade the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep; The works of God celebrated, 77 The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep. 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand: He spake, and nature took its birth, And rests on his command. 6 Thv glorious works our thoughts engage; How vast thy pow'r divine! Thy counsels stand thro' ev'ry age, And in full glory shine. 90. Common Metre. Watts. The Tvisdom of GoTi i?i his works, 1 O ONGS of immortal praise belong k3 To my almighty God; He has my heart, and he my tongue. To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works his hand hath wrought. How glorious in our sight! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame! How wise th' Eternal Mind! His counsels never change the scheme That his first thoughts design'd. i Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heav'nly skill proclaim; What shall we do to make us wise. But learn to know thy name? G2 78 The fvorks of God celebrated. 5 To fear thy powV, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill; And he's the wisest of our race, That best obeys thy will. ^ > PART IV. Perfections of God. 91. Common Metre. Watts. The divine glories above our reason, OUR reason stretches all its wings, And soars above the skies; But still how far beneath thy feet Our grov'ling reason lies! Lord! here we bend our humble souls, And awfully adore: For the weak pinions of the mind Can urge their flight no more. Thy glories infinitely rise Above our lab'ring tongue; In vain the highest seraph tries To form an equal song. In humble notes our faith adores The great eternal King; While angels strain their nobler pow'rs, And sweep th' immortal string. 92. Long Metre. Watts. God incomprehensible* AN creatures to perfection find Th' eternal, uncreated Mind? c 80 Perfections of God. Or can the largest stretch of thought * Measure and search his nature out? 2 His sovereign pow'r what mortal knows? If" he comaiaud, who dare oppose? The beamings of his piercing sight Bring dark hypocrisy to light. 3 Great God! thy glories shall employ My holy fear, my humble joy; My lips, in songs of honour, bring Their tribute to th' eternal King. 4 O tell me with a gentle voice, Thou art my God! and I'll rejoice: Sustain'd by thee, I'll still proclaim The matchless honours of thy name. 93. Long Metre. Watts. The incomprehensible nature of God. 1 /^ OD is a King of pow'r unknown; VT Firm are the orders of his throne: If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what, he does? 2 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole; He calms the tempest of the soul: When he shuts up in long despair, Who can remove the heavy bar? 3 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon; The fainting sun grows dim at noon; The pillars of heav'n's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. I Perfections of God. Sf 4 He gave the vaulted heav'n its form. The crooked serpent and the worm; He breaks the billows with his breath, And smites the sons of pride to death. 5 These are a portion of his ways— But who can utter all his praise? Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand? 94. Long Metre. Watts. God invisible. 1 /^UR powVs, great God! are too cqnfin'd KJ To reach thy infinite abode: O 'tis beyond a creature's mind. To raise a single thought to God. 2 The Lord of glory builds his seat Of gems superlatively bright; And spreads, beneath his sacred feet. Thick clouds, and shades of gloomy night. 3 Yet, Lord! thy penetrating eyes Look through, and cheer us from above: Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies: — Yet we adore, and yet we love. 95. Long Metre. Kippis. To the unknoxvn God. 1 f~^ RE AT God! in vain man's narrow view VX Attempts to look thy nature through; 82 Perfections of God. Our laboring pow'rs with rev'rence own Thy glories never can be known. 2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought, Who countless years his God has sought, Such wondrous height or depth can find, Or fully trace thy boundless mind, 3 Yet, Lord! thy kindness deigns to show Enough for mortal minds to know; While wisdom, goodness, pow'r divine, Thro' all thy works and conduct shine. 4 O! may our souls with rapture trace Thy works of nature and of grace. Explore thy sacred name, and still Press on to know and do thy will \ 96. Long Metre. Browne. The One God, TERNAL God! Almighty cause Of earth, and seas, and worlds un- known! All things are subject to thy laws; All things depend on thee alone. Thy glorious being singly stands, Of all within itself possest; By none control'd in thy commands, And in thyself completely blest. To thee, the One Supreme, we bow; Let heav'n and earth due homage pay: 'E Perfections of God, 83 All other gods we disavow. Reject their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy great name thro' ev'ry land, All idol deities dethrone: Subdue the world to thy command. And reign unrival'd, God alone ! 97. Common Metre. Liverpool Collection. The power of God. 1 ^'T^WAS God who hurl'd the rolling jL spheres. And stretch'd the boundless skies; Who form'd the plan of endless years, And bade the ages rise. 2 Eternal is his pow'r and might, Immense and unconfin'd: He pierces through the realms of light, And rides upon the wind. 3 He darts along the burning skies; Loud thunders round him roar: All heav'n attends him as he flies. All hell proclaims his pow'r. 4 He speaks, and nature's wheels stand still; They cease their wonted round: The mountains melt j the trembling hills Forsake their ancient bound: 5 He scatters nations with his lyeath; The scatter'd nations fly: 84} Perfections of God, Blue pestilence, and wasting death, Confess the Godhead nigh. 6 Ye worlds, with every living thing, Fulfil his high command: Mortals, pay homage to your King, And own his ruling hand. 98. Proper Metre. Merrick. The divine majesty and power. 1 O ING, ye sons of might, O sing O Praise to heav'n's eternal King: Pow'r and strength to him assign, Bow before his hallo w'd shrine. 2 Hark! his voice in thunder breaks; Hush'd to silence while he speaks, Ocean's waves from pole to pole Hear the awful accents roll. 3 Now the bursting clouds give way, And the vivid lightnings play; And the wilds, by man untrod. Hear, dismay'd, th' approaching God. 4 He the swelling surge commands; Fix'd his throne for ever stands; He his people shall increase, And with safety crown, and peace. Perfections of God. 8^ 99. Long Metre. Watts. The same subject, GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown andpow'r; Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore. The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud, O'er the vast ocean and the land; His voice divides the wat'ry cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. He speaks, and howling tempests rise, And lay the forest bare around; The fiercest beasts with piteous cries. Confess the terror of the sound. His thunders rend the vaulted skies, And palaces and temples shake; The mountains tremble at the noise. The valleys roar, the deserts quake. The Lord sits Sov'reign o'er the flood; The Thund'rcr reigns for ever King; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. We see no terrors in his name. But in our God a Father find: The voice that shakes all nature's frame, Speaks comfort to the pious mind. H 86 Perfections of God. 100. Long Metre. Watts. The glory of God. 1 /^ OD is a name my soul adores, VX Th' Almighty, the Eternal One; Nature and grace, with all their pow'rs, Confess the Infinite unknown. 2 Thy voice produc'd the seas and spheres, Bade planets roll, and suns to shine: But nothing like thyself appears. Through all these spacious works of thine» 3 Still restless nature dies and grows; From change to change the creatures run: Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, And worship in submissive forms; Thy presence shakes this lower ball, This humble dwelling-place of worms. 101. Long Metre. Pope's Collection. The majesty and glory of God, 1 "VT'E sons of men, in sacred lays, X Attempt the great Creator's praise : But who an equal song can frame? What verse can reach the lofty theme? Perfections of God, 67 He sits enthronM amidst the spheres, And glory like a garment wears; While boundless wisdom, pow'r and grace, Command our awe, transcend our praise. Before his throne a shining band Of cherubs and of seraphs stand; Ethereal spirits, who in flight Outstrip the rapid speed of light. To God all nature owes its birth, He formM this pond'rous globe of earth; He rais'd the glorious arch on high, And measur'd out the azure sky. In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shints; His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Bear the great impress of his name. Rais'd on devotion's lofty wing". Let us his high perfections sing: O let his praise employ our tongue. Whilst list'ning worlds applaud the song! 102. Long Metre. Watts. The majesty and coiidescensioJi of God. "VTE servants of th' Almighty Kmg, X In ev'ry age his praises sing; Where'er ihe sun shall rise or set. The nations shall his praise repeat. Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty;. 88 Perfections of God* Nor time, nor place, his pow'r restrain;^ Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare. Or angels, with their God compare? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light! 4 Behold his love! he stoops to view What saints above and angels do; And condescends yet more, to know The mean affairs of men below. 103. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. The condescension of God. 1 A M IDST the heav'nly pow'rs sublime, Jl\. God's throne is fix'd on high; And through eternity he hears The praises of the sky. 2 Yet, looking down, he visits oft The humble, hallow'd cell; And with the penitent who mourns, 'Tis his delight to dwell: 3 The downcast spirit to revive, The sorrowful to cheer; And from the bed of dust, the man Of contrite heart to rear. 4 With him dwells no relentless wrath Against the human race: The souls which he has form'd, shall find A refuge in his grace. Perfections of God. 89 104. Long Metre. Watts. The condescension of Gob to human avoirs, 1 nnH' Almighty stoops to view the skies, X And bows to see what angels do; Yet down to earth directs his eyes, And bends his footsteps downwards too. 2 He over-rules all human things, And manages our mean affairs: On humble souls the King of kings . Bestows his counsels and his cares. 3 In vain might earthly monarchs try- Such condescending schemes to plan; For man was never rais'd so high Above his meanest fellow-man. 4 O could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace, To heav'n our grateful songs should rise, And listening angels learn thy praise. 105. Long Metre. Doddridge. The majesty of Gob. 1 "V^E weak inhabitants of clay, X Ye trifling insects of a day, Low in your native dust bow down Before th' Eternal's awful throne. H2 90 Perfections of God, 2 Loud let ten thousand trumpets sound, And call remotest nations round; Assembled on the crowded plains, Princes and people, kings and swains* 3 Join'd with the living, let the dead. Rising, the face of earth o'erspread; And, while his praise unites their tongues, Let angels echo back the songs. 4 The drop that from the bucket falls, The dust that hangs upon the scales, Is more to sky, and earth, and sea, Than all this pomp, great God! to thee. 106. Common Metre. Watts. The eternity ofGoT>, t "O IS E, rise, my soul, & leave the ground; Xv Stretch all thy thoughts abroad; And rouse up ev'ry tuneful sound, To praise th' Eternal God. 2 Long e'er the lofty skies were spread, Jehovah fill'd his throne; Or man was form'd, or angels made, The self-existent One. 5 Thy years, O Lord! can ne'er decrease, But still maintain their prime; Eternity's thy dwelling place, And Ever is thy time. 4 While like a tide our minutes flow, The present and the past, Perfections of God. 91 God fills his own immortal Now, And sees our ages waste. 107. Long Metre. Salisbury Collection. God eternal and unchangeable. 1 A LL-pow'rful, self-existent God, Xjl Who all creation dost sustain! Thou wast, and art, and art to come, And everlasting is thy reign! 2 Fix'd and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Thro' ages infinite, shall still "With undiminish'd lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being! Source of good! Immutable thou dost remain; Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Nature her order shall reverse. Revolving seasons cease their round; Nor spring appear with blooming pride, Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd; 5 Yon shining orbs forget their course, The sun his destin'd path forsake, And burning desolation mark Amid the worlds his devious track. 6 Earth may with all her pow'rs dissolve. If such the great Creator's will: But thou for ever art the same, 1 Am is thy memorial still. 9.2 Perfections of God» 108. Common Metre. Mrs. Rowe. The eternity and immutability of Gob, 1 T^HOU didst, O mighty God! exist A Ere time began his race; Before the ample elements Fill'd up the voids of space. 2 Before the pond'rous earthly globe In fluid air was stay'd; Before the ocean's mighty springs Their liquid stores display'd: 3 Ere thro' the gloom of ancient night The streaks of light appear'd; Before the high celestial arch Or starry poles were rear'd: 4 Before the bright, harmonious spheres Their glorious rounds begun; Before the shining roads of heav'n Were measur'd by the sun: 5 Ere men ador'd, or angels knew, Or prais'd thy wondrous name; Thy bliss, eternal Spring of life! And glory was the same. 6 And when the pillars of the world With sudden ruin break. And all this vast and goodly frame Sinks in the mighty wreck: 7 When from her orb the moon shall start, Th' astonish'd sun roll back, Perfections ofGod» 93 While all the trembling starry lamps Their ancient course forsake: $ For ever, permanent and fix'd, Fpom interruption free; Unchanged in everlasting years, Shall thy existence be. 109. Proper Metre. Mrs. Barbauld. God the eternal sovereign, 1 'THHIS earthly globe, the creature of a X day, Tho' built by God's right hand, must pass away; And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things. The fate of empires, and the pride of kings; Eternal night shall veil their proudest story. And drop the curtain o'er all human glory. 2 The sun himself, with gath'ring clouds opprest, Shall, in his silent dark pavilion, rest; His golden urn shall break, and useless lie, Amidst the common ruins of the sky; The stars rush headlong in the wild com- motion, And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean. 94 Perfections of God, 3 But fix'd, O God! for ever stands thy throne; Jehovah reigns, a universe alone: Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame, Collected, or difFus'd, is still the same: He dwells within his own unfathom'd essence, And fills all space with his unbounded pre- sence. 4 But oh! our highest notes the theme debase. And silence is our least injurious praise: Cease, cease your songs, the daring flight control; Revere him in the stillness of the soul: With silent duty meekly bend before him, And deep within your inmost hearts adore him. 110. Long Metre. Watts. The all-seeing God* 1 T ORD! thou hast search'd and seen me ij through; Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours. My heart and flesh with all their pow'rs. 2 Within thy circling pow'r I stand; On ev'ry side I find thy hand: Perfections of God, 95 Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known: He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my op'ning lips they break. Amazing knowledge! vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the pow'rs I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. O may these thoughts possess my breast. Where'er I rove, where'er I rest: Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin — for God is there! 111. Common Metre. Arbuckle. Universal presence of God. MY heart and all my ways, O God! By thee are search'd and seen; My outward acts thine eye observes, My secret thoughts within. Attendant on my steps, all day Thy providence I see; And in the solitude of night I'm present still with thee. No spot the boundless realms of space, Whence thou art absent, know; 96 Perfections of God. In heav'n thou reign'st a glorious King, An awful Judge below. 4 Lord! if within my thoughtless heart Thou aught should'st disapprove, The secret evil bring to light, And by thy grace remove. 5 If e'er my ways have been perverse, Or foolish in thy view, Recall my steps to thy commands. And form my life anew. 112. Long Metre. Blacklock. God's omniscience and omnipresence, 1 in ATHER of all! omniscient mind! X? Thy wisdom who can comprehend? Its highest point what eye can find. Or to its lowest depths descend? 2 What cavern deep, what hill sublime. Beyond thy reach, shall I pursue? What dark recess, what distant clime, Shall hide me from thy boundless view? 3 If up to heav'n's ethereal height. Thy prospect to elude, I rise; In splendor there, supremely bright. Thy presence shall my sight surprise* 4 Thee, mighty God! my wond'ring soul, Thee, all her conscious pow'rs adore; Whose being circumscribes the whole, Whose eyes the universe explore. Perfections of God, 97 5 Thine essence fills this breathing frame, It glows in every vital part; Lights up my soul with livelier flame, And feeds with life my beating heart. 6 To thee, from whom my being came. Whose smile is all the heav'n I know, Inspired with this exalted theme. To thee my grateful strains shall flow. 113. The ways of the righteous known to God. 1 'TnO thee, my God! my days are known; X My soul enjoys the thought; My actions ail before thee lie, Nor are my wants forgot. 2 Each secret wish devotion breathes. Is vocal to thine ear; And all my walks of daily life Before thine eye appear. 3 The vacant hour, the active scene. Thy mercy shall approve; And evVy pang of sympathy. And ev'ry care of love. 4 Each golden hour of beaming light Is gilded by thy rays; And dark affliction's midnight gloom A present God surveys. I 98 Perfections of God. 5 Full in thy view thro' life I pass, And in thy view I die: Lord, when all mortal bonds shall break. May I still find thee nigh! 114. Short Metre. Watts. The holiness of God. 1 'T^HE God Jehovah reigns! jL Let all the nations fear: Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. 2 Eternal is his throne; His honours are divine: His church shall make his wonders known, For there his glories shine. 3 How holy is his name! How awful is his praise! Justice and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace. 115. Common Metre. Browne. Universal goodness of God. 1 T ORD! thou art good; all nature shows 1 A Its mighty author kind: Thy bounty through creation flows, Full, free, and unconfin'd. Perfections of God. 99 2 The whole, and ev'ry part proclaims Thy infinite good will; It shines in stars, and flows in streams, And bursts from ev'ry hill. 3 We view it o'er the spreading main, And heav'ns which spread more wide; It drops in gentle show'rs of rain, And rolls in ev'ry tide. 4 Long hath it been difFus'd abroad, Thro' ages past and gone; Nor ever can exhausted be, But still keeps flowing on. 5 Thro' the whole earth ir pours supplies, Spreads joy thro' ev'ry part: O may such love attract my eyes, And captivate my heart! 6 My highest admiration raise. My best aff'ections move! Employ my tongue in songs of praise. And fill my heart with love! 116. Long Metre. Doddridge. The divine goodness. 1 'T^RIUMPHANT, Lord! thy good- X ness reigns Through all the wide celestial plains; 100 Perfections of God, And its full streams redundant flow, Down to th' abodes of men below. 2 Thro' nature's works thy glories shine; The cares of providence are thine: And thou hast raisM within our frame A fairer temple to thy name. 3 O give to ev'ry human heart. To laste, and feel how good thou art; With grateful love, and rev'rent fear, To know how blest thy children are. 4 Let nature burst into a song: Ye echoing hills the notes prolong ! Earth, seas, and stars, your anthems raise, All vocal with your Maker's praise! 5 Join, O my soul! the gen'ral song. To thee its sweetest notes belong; Blest above all by love divine. To praise is eminently thine. 117. Long Metre. Doddridge. God adored for his goodness, YE sons of men! with joy record The various wonders of the Lord; And let his pow'r and goodness sound, Thro' all your tribes, the earth around. Let the high heav'ns your songs invite. Those spacious fields of brilliant light;. Perfections of God, 101 Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, And stars, that glow from pole to pole. Sing earth, in verdant robes array'd, Its herbs and flow'rs, its fruit and shade, Peopled with life its regions wide, Life, from its plenteous stores supply'd. View the broad sea's majestic plain, And sing its Maker's boundless reign: That band remotest nations joins. And on each wave his goodness shines. But O! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns eternal love! Thither, my soul! with rapture soar, There, in the land of praise, adore, 118. Proper Metre. Fawcett. Delighting in divine goodness. PARENT of good! thy works of might I trace with wonder and delight; Thy name is all divine: There's nought in earth, or sea, or air, Or heav'n itself that's good or fair, But is entirely thine. Immensely high thy glories rise, They strike my soul with sweet surprise. And sacred pleasure yield; An ocean wide without a bound, Where ev'ry noble wish is drown'd, And ev'ry want is fiU'd. 12 102 Perfection^ of God, 3 To thee my warm affections move, In sweet astonishment and love, While at thy feet I fall; I pant for rK)ught beneath the skies, To thee my ardent wishes rise, O my eternal All! 4 What shall I do to spread thy praise, My God! thro' my remaining days, Or how thy name adore ? To thee I consecrate my breath, Let me be thine in life and death, And thine for evermore, 119. Common Metre. Doddridge. The peculiar goodness of God to his people, 1 /^UR souls with pleasing wonder view V_^ The bounties of thy grace; How much bestow'd, how much reserv'd For those that seek thy face, 2 Thy lib'ral hand with worldly bliss Oft makes their cup run o'er; And in the cov'nant of thy love They find diviner store. 3 Here mercy hides their num'rous sins, Here grace their souls renews; Here hope, and love, and joy, and peace Their heav'nly beams diifuse. Perfections of God. lOi 4 But O! what treasures yet unknown Are lodg'd in worlds to come! If these th' enjoyments of the way, How happy is their homel 5 And what shall mortal worms reply? Or how such goodness own? But 'tis our joy, that, Lord! to thee Thy servants' hearts are known. 6 Since time's too short, all-gracious God! To utter half thy praise; Loud, to the honour of thy name, Eternal hymns we'll raise. 120. Common Metre. Watts. God hearing prayer, 1 T ET ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak, JLi Thou sov'reign Lord of all! Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, Or virtue lies distrest Beneath some proud oppressor's frown Thou giv'st the mourners rest, 3 The Lord supports our tott'ring days And guides our giddy youth: Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 104 Perfections of God, 4 He knows the pain his servants feel, He hears his children cry; And their best wishes to fulfil, His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never will 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 sound his name abroad; Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God. 121. Proper Metre. Doddridge. Proclamation of God's name to Moses, 1 A TTEND, my soul, the voice divine, XV. And mark what beaming glories shine Around thy condescending God; To us, to us, he still proclaims His awful, his endearing names; Attend, and sound them all abroad. . 2 "Jehovah I, the sovereign Lord, The mighty God, by heav'n ador'd, Down to the earth my footsteps bend: My heart the tend'rest pity knows, Goodness, full-streaming, wide o'erflows And grace and truth shall never end." Perfections of God, 105 3 " My patience long can crimes endure; My pard'ning love is ever sure, When penitential sorrow mourns; To millions, through unnumber'd years, New hope and new delight it bears; Yet wrath against the sinner burns." 4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet, All prostrate at thy sovereign's feet, And drink the tuneful accents in; Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice, Diffuse these heart-expanding joys. Till heav'n complete the rapt'rous scene. 122. Common Metre. Watts. The goodness and 7nercy of God. 1 O WEET is the mem'ry of thy grace, O O God, my heav'nly King! Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies; Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines. And ev'ry want supplies. Z With longing eyes, thy creatures wait On thee for daily food; Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 106 Perfections of God. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! How slow thine anger moves! But soon he sends his pard'ning word, To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures, vvith all their endless race, Thy pow'r and praise proclaim; But saints, who taste thy richer grace, Delight to bless thy name. 123. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The same subject, t nr^HE praises of my God, my King, JL While I have life or breath to sing, Shall fill my heart, and tune my tongue, Till heav'n improve the blissful song. 2 No more in princes vainly trust. Frail sons of earth! man is but dust; With all his pride, with all his pow'r, The helpless creature ot an hour. 3 Happy the man whose hopes divine On Israel's guardian God recline! Who can with sacred transport say, This God is mine, my help, my stay! 4 His justice favours them who mourn Beneath the proud oppressor's scorn; The hungry poor his hand sustains, And breaks the wretched captive's chains. Perfections of God. 107 5 To sightless eyes, long clos'd in night, His touch restores the joys of light,* Poor mourners rais'd confess his care; He loves the humble and sincere. 6 If wand'ring strangers friendless roam, Divine protection is their home: The Lord relieves the widow's cares, And dries the weeping orphan's tears. 124. Long Metre. Doddridge. God the intellectual light, 1 TT) RAISE to the Lord of boundless JL might, With uncreated glories bright! His presence gilds the worlds above, Th' unchanging Source of light and love. 2 Our rising earth his eye beheld. When in substantial darkness veil'd; The shapeless chaos, nature's womb, Lay buried in eternal gloom. 3 Let there he lights Jehovah said; And light o'er all its face was spread; Nature, array'd in charms unknown. Gay with its new-born lustre, shone. 4 He sees the mind, when lost it lies In shades of ignorance and vice; And darts from heav'n a vivid ray, And changes midnight into day. 108 Perfections of God, 5 Shine, mighty God! with vigour shine On this benighted heart of mine; There be thy brighter beams reveal'd, As in the Saviour's face beheld. 6 Thine image, on my soul impress'd. In radiant lines shall stand confessed; While all my faculties unite To praise the Lord, who gives me light. 125. Long Metre. Watts. The divine mercy and truth, 1 "VTOW to the Lord, a joyful song! Jl.^ Awake, my soul! awake, my tongue! Hosanna to th' Eternal Name, And all his boundless love proclaim! 2 The spacious earth, and spreading flood, Proclaim the wise and powerful God; Aud his rich glories from afar Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star. 3 For ever shall my song record The truth and mercy of the Lord; Mercy and truth for ever stand, Like heav'n, establish'd by his hand. 4 Great God! on us thy blessings show'r. Let man's whole race revere thy pow'r; And, thankful, to their wond'ring eyes, Behold thy wish'd salvation rise. M Perfections of God* 109 126. Common Metre. Watts. The faithfulness of God. Y never-ceasing songs shall show The mercies of the Lord; And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. The sacred truths his lips pronounce, Shall firm as heav'n endure: And if he speak a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. How long the race of David held The promis'd Jewish throne! But there's a nobler covenant seal'd By David's greater Son. His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies: The meanest subject of his grace Shall to that glory rise. Lord God of hosts! thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above; And saints on earth their honours raise To thy unchanging love. 127. . Long Metre. Watts. God ever to be praised. Y God! my Kmg! thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; K M 110 Perfections of God, Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And ev'ry setting sun shall see New works of duty dope for thee. 3 Thy truth and justice Til proclaim: Thy bounty flows, an endless stream; Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow, But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy works with boundless glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine; Let land to land aloud proclaim The matchless honours of thy name. 5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy ways! Vast and immortal be thy praise! 128. Common Metre. Watts. The greatness and goodness of God, ONG as I live, I'll bless thy name, God of eternal love! ■L Perfections of God, 111 My work and joy shall be the same, In the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown; And let his praise be great: I'll sing the honours of thy throne, Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue; And while my lips rejoice, The men that hear my sacred song Shall join their cheerful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date Shall thro' the world be known: Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state, With public splendour shown. 6 The world is manag'd by thy hands. Thy saints are ruPd by love; And thine eternal kingdom stands, Tho' rocks and hills remove. 129. Long Metre. Watts. The perfections and providence of Gob. IGH in the heav'ns, eternal God! Thy goodness in full glory shines; ■H 112 Perfections of God, Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wi'ie are the vvonders of thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large; Both man and beast thy bounty share: The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 IVIy God! how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs! The sons of Adam in distress. Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house. We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in his light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in his word. PART V, Government and providence of God, 130. Common Metre. Jervis. The being-y omnipresence, and providence of God. 1 /^ RE AT QoD, how vast is thine abode! vX Mysterious are thy ways! Unseen, thy footsteps in the air, And trackless in the seas. 2 Yet the whole peopl'd world bespeaks Thy being and thy pow'r, 'Midst the resplendent blaze of day. And awful midnight hour. 3 Nor all the peopl'd world alone, Rich fields and verdant plains, But lonely wilds by man untrod, Where silent horror reigns. 4 Tempests and storms that sweep the sky, And cataracts sublime; Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes. That waste the torrid clime; 5 Vast caverns deep, and cloud-topt hills, Huge mountains rude and bare. Terrific rocks and swelling waves— Thy grandeur all declare. K2 114 Government and 6 Through all creation's widest range Th hand of heav'n is near: Where'er I wander in the world, Lo! God is present there. 131. Long Metre. Watts. The divine nature, providence^ and grace* 1 T) RAISE ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise X^ Oui hearts and voices in his praise: His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 Great is the Lord! and great his might. And all his glories infinite: His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 3 He loves the meek, rewards the just, Humbles the wicked in the dust, Melts and subdues the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 4 His saints are precious in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, Approves, and loves his image there. Providence of God, 115 132. Common Metre. Watts. Fore-knowledge and providence of God » 1 T ET the whole race of creatures lie JLi Abas'd before the Lord! Whatever his pow'rful hand has form'd, He governs with a word. 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 There's not a sparrow, or a worm, O'erlook'd in his decrees: He raises monarchs to a throne, Or sinks with equal ease. 4 If light attend the course I go, 'Tis he provides the rays; And 'tis his hand that hides the sun, If darkness cloud my days. 5 Trusting his wisdom and his love, I would not wish to know What in the book of his decrees Awaits me here below. 6 Be this alone my fervent pray'r, Whate'er my lot shall be: Or joys or sorrows, may they form My soul for heav'n, and thee! 116 Government and 133. Short Metre. Watts God's universal dominion. 1 np^HE Lord, the sov'reign King, X Hath fix'cl his throne on high; O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will! Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 While all his wondrous works Thro' his vast kingdom, show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul! Shalt sing his praises too. 134. Common Metre. Watts. God's eternal dominion. 1 r^ REAT God! how infinite art thou! vX How frail and helpless we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, E'er seas or stars were made; Thou art the everliving God, Were all the nations dead. Providence of God. 117 Nature and time all open lie To thine immense survey. From the formation of the sky, To the last awful day. Eternity, with all its years. Stands present to thy view,* To thee there's nothing old appears, Great God! there's nothing new. Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn. And vex'd with trifling cares. While thine eternal thought moves on. Thine undisturb'd affairs. Great God! how infinite art thou! How frail and helpless we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 135. Proper Metre. Doddridge. God's government Zion^s joy, YE subjects of the Lord, proclaim The royal honours of his name; ' Jehovah reigns,' be all your song. 'Tis he thy God, O Zion, reigns. Prepare thy most harmonious strains, Glad hallelujahs to prolong. Ye princes, boast no more your crown, But lay the glittering trifle down In lowly honour at his feet; 118 Government and A span your narrow empire bounds; He reigns beyond created rounds, In self-sufficient glory great;. 3 Tremble, ye pageants of a day, Form'd, like your slaves, of brittle clay; Down to the dust your sceptres betid; To everlasting years He reigns. And undiminish'd pomp maintains. When kings, and suns, and time shall end. 4 So shall his favourM Zion live; In vain confedVate nations strive Her sacred turrets to destroy; Her sov'reign sits enthron'd above. And endless pow'r, and endless love, Insure her safety and her joy. 136. Proper Metre. Watts. Stability of the divine government* 1 'THHE Lord of glory reigns — he reigns X on high; His robes of state are strength and majesty; The universe arose at his command. Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his hand: Long stood his throne ere he began creation. And his own godhead is the firm foundation. Providence of God. 119 2 God is th' Eternal King. Thy foes in vain Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign: In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise. And roar, and toss their waves against the skies: Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild com- motion, But heavVs high arches scorn the swelling ocean. 3 Ye tempests, rage no more : ye floods, be still; And the mad world submissive to his will: Built on his truth, his church must ever stand; Firm are his promises, and strong his hand: See his own sons, when they appear before him. Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. 137. Proper Metre. Doddridge. Reverence due to the Supreme Governor* 1 ^ I ^HE Lord of glory reigns supremely X great, And o'er heavVs arches builds his royal seat: Thro' worlds unknown his sovereign sway extends. Nor space nor time his boundless empire ends: 120 Government and His eye beholds th' affairs of ev'ry nation, And reads each thought thro' his immense creation. 2 Lightnings and storms his mighty word obey, And planets roll, where he has mark'd their way: Unnumber'd cherubs veil'd before him stand. And at his signal all their wings expand: His praise gives harmony to all their voices, And every heart thro' the full choir rejoices. 3 Rebellious mortals, cease your tumults vain, Nor longer such unequal war maintain: Let clay with fellow-clay in combat strive, But dread to brave the pow'r by which you live: With contrite hearts fall prostrate and adore him, For if he frown, ye perish all before him. 138. Common Metre. Needham. God no respecter of persons. 1 T^TITH eye impartial, heav'n's high VV King Surveys each human tribe; No earthly pomp his eyes can charm, Nor wealth his favour bribe. 2 The rich and poor, of equal clay His powr'ful hand did frame; Providence of God, 121 All souls are his, and him alike Their common Parent claim, 3 Ye sons of men of high degree, Your great Superior own; Praise him for all his gifts, and pay Your homage at his throne. 4 Trust in the Lord ye humble poor, And banish ev'ry fear; The God you serve will ne'er forsake The man of heart sincere. 139. Long Metre. Scott. Equity of the divine dispensations, 1 "V "\ THO, gracious Father! can complain V V Under thy mild and gentle reign ? Who does a weight of duty share, More than his aids and pow'rs can bear? 2 With difT'ring climes, and diff'ring lands, With fertile plains, and barren sands, Thy hand hath fram'd this earthly round, And set each nation in its bound. 3 So various, thy celestial ray Here sheds a full, there fainter day: The God of all, unkind to none, To all the path of life has shown. 4 Large is the bounty of his hand; He will a large return demand: L 122 Government and Haste, then, life's arduous work pursue, And keep the heav'nly prize in view. 140. Common Metre. Newton. The mystery and benignity of providence* 1 f^ OD moves in a mysterious way V-T 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 great designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints! fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and will 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. Providence of God. 123 141. Short Metre. Watts. The mystcrij of providence unfolded. THERE is a righteous God, Nor is religion vain; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And virtuous men complain. I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools, with scornful eyes. In robes of honour shine. The tumults of my thought Held me in deep suspense. Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. Thy word, with light and pow'r. Did my mistakes amend; I view'd the sinners' life before. But here I learnt their end. Lord! at thy feet I bow; My thoughts no more repine; I call my God my portion now. And all my pow'rs are thine. 124 Government and 142. Long Metre. Bristol Collection. The myteries of providence to be solved here- after, 1 '' I ^HE heart, dejected, sighs to know, X Why vice triumphant reigns below; Why saints have fall'n in ev'ry age. The victims of tyrannic rage. 2 Fast roll successive years away; Fast hastens on th' important day, When, to th' astonish'd world's surprise, God's high tribunal shall arise. 3 Hark! 'tis the trumpet's piercing sound; The rising dead assemble round; In close procession, see! they come. Each to receive his righteous doom. 4 Lo! there, a vile, degen'rate race; Pale terror sits on ev'ry face: Here, on the right, a joyful band. The sons of suff 'ring virtue stand. 5 The sentence pass'd, lo! these arise To bliss and glory in the skies: While those v/ho once stood high in fame, Sink to contempt, remorse, and shame. 6 Thus shall God's providence appear Without a shade, divinely fair; And blushing doubt, with joy, confess The Lord's a God of righteousness* Providence of God. 125 143. Common Metre. Watts. Natural and moral providence* 1 ^ I ^HE world of nature, Lord! is thine, A The darkness and the day: Thou didst command the morn to shine, And mark the sun's bright way. 2 Thy pow'r hath trac'd the winding coast. Hath giv'n the sea its bounds; With summer's heat, and winter's frost, In their perpetual rounds. 3 Oh! who can stand before thy sight. When once thy wrath appears? When heav'n shall blaze with dreadful light, The earth lies still, and fears. 4 When God, in his mysterious ways. Comes down to save th' opprest. The wrath of man shall work his praise, And he'll restrain the rest. 144. Long Metre. Watts. The universal providence of God. AST are thy works, almighty Lord! 'V All nature rests upon thy word! Thy glories in the heav'ns we see. The spacious earth is full of thee. L2 126 Government and 2 The various tribes of creatures stand, Waiting their portion from thy hand; And while they take their diff 'rent food, Their cheerful looks pronounce thee good. 3 Whene'er thy face is hid, they mourn, And, dying, to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign; Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 4 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again. And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 5 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 6 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet: I, to my God, my heav'nly King, . Immortal hallelujahs sing. 145. Long Metre. Liverpool Collection* The same subject, 1 ^ I ^HE earth, and all the heav'nly frame, A Their great Creator's love proclaim; He gives the sun his genial pow'r. And sends the soft refreshing show'r. Providence of God. 127 The ground with plenty blooms again, And yields her various fruits to men; To men, who from thy bounteous hand Receive the gifts of ev'ry land. Nor to the human race alone Is thy paternal goodness shown: The tribes of earth and sea and air Enjoy thy universal care. Not ev'n a sparrow yields its breath. Till God permit the stroke of death: He hears the ravens when they call, The JFather and the Friend of all! 146. Long Metre. Dyer. Providence acknowledged* GREATEST of beings, source of life, Sovereign of air, of earth, and sea! All nature feels thy pow'r, but man A grateful tribute pays to thee. Subject to wants, to thee he looks. And from thy goodness seeks supplies: And, when oppressed with guilt he mourns. Thy mercy lifts him to the skies. Children, whose little minds, unform'd. Ne'er rais'd a tender thought to heav'n; And men, whom reason lifts to God, The' oft by passion downward driv'n: 128 Government and 4 Those too, who bend with age and care. And faint and tremble near the tomb; Who, sick'ning at the present scenes, Sigh for that better state to come: — 5 All, great Creator! all are thine; All feel thy providential care; And, thro' each varying scene of life, Alike thy constant pity share, 6 And whether grief oppress the heart; Or whether joy elate the breast; Or life still keep its little course; Or death invite the heart to rest: — 7 All are thy messengers, and all Thy sacred pleasure. Lord! obey: And all are training man to dwell Nearer to bliss, and nearer Thee. 147. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Providence acknowledged* 1 /^ RE AT God! while nature speaks thy \J praise With all her num'rous tongues; Thy saints shall tune diviner lays, And love inspire their songs. 2 Thy pow'r and grandeur they shall sing, The glories of thy reign; Thy wond'rous deeds, almighty King, Shall fill the raptur'd strain. Providence of God, 129 3 Thy kingdom, Lord! for ever stands, While earthly thrones decay; And time submits to thy commands, While ages roll away. 4 To thee, O Lord! for daily meat, Thy creatures lift their eyes; On thee, their common Father wait, From thee receive supplies. 5 Thy sovereign bounty freely gives Its unexhausted store. And universal nature lives On thy sustaining pow'r. 6 The praise of God, delightful theme! Shall fill my heart and tongue; Let all creation bless his name, In one eternal song. 148. Long Metre. Doddridge. The bounty of Providence improved, 1 T7^ ATHER of lights! we sing thy nam<^, X Who kindl'st up the lamp of day; Wide as he spreads his golden flame, His beams thy pow'r and love display. 2 Fountain of good! from thee proceeds, In copious drops, the genial rain, Which thro' the hills, and thro' the meads, Revive the grass, and swell the grain. 130 Government and 3 Thro' the wide world thy bounties spread; Yet millions of our guilty race, Though by thy daily bounty fed, Affront thy law, reject thy grace. 4 Not so may our forgetful hearts O'erlook the tokens of thy care; But what thy lib'ral hand imparts. Still own in praise, still ask in pray'r. 5 So shall our suns more grateful shine. And show'rs in sweeter drops shall fall, When all our hearts and lives are thine, And thou, O God! enjoy 'd in all. 149. Short Metre. Watts. God^s distinguishing goodness to man* 1 /^ LORD! our heav'nly King! \J Thy name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heav'ns they shine. 2 When to thy works above I raise my wond'ring eyes. And see th«:* moon, fair queen of night, In peerless splendour rise; 3 When I survey the stars That fill the vaulted sky. Lord! what is man, that he should stand In thy regard so high? Providence of God, 131 Or what the son of man, That thou should'st love him so? Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below. Thine honours crown his head, While subject beasts obey; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea. How rich thy bounties are! And wondVous are thy ways! Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame A monument of praise. 150. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Tlie same subject* HY wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord! In all thy works appear; But most thy praise should man record, Man, thy distinguished care. From thee the breath of life he drew; That breath thy pow'r maintains; Thy tender mercy, ever new. His brittle frame sustains. Thy providence, his constant guard When threat'ning ills impend. Or will th' impending dangers ward. Or timelv succours lend. 'T 132 Gavernment and 4 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, Of reason's light possest; By revelation's brighter rays Still more divinely blest. 5 All bounteous Lord! thy grace impart: O teach me to improve Thy gifts with ever grateful heart. And crown them with thy lovje. 151. Long Metre. Watts. Divine protection. 1 T TP to the hills I lift mine eyes, V-/ Th' eternal hills beyond the skies; Thence all her help my soul derives; There my almighty refuge lives. ' 2 He lives, the everlasting God, That built the world, that spread the flood; The heav'ns, with all their hosts, he made, And the dark regions of the dead. 3 He guides our feet, he guards our way; His morning smiles bless all the day; He spreads the ev'ning veil, and keeps The silent hours while Isr'el sleeps. 4 His servants, thus divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest; Their holy guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise. Providence of God, 133 5 No sun shall smite their head by day, Nor the pale moon, with sickly ray Shall blast their couch; no baleful star Dart his malignant fire so far. 6 With fiercest rage should malice burn, Still they shall go, and still return, Safe m the Lord; his heav'nly care Defends their lives from ev'ry snare. 152. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 T TPWARD 1 lift mine eyes, ^J From God is all my aid; The God who built the skies, And earth's foundation laid: God is the twwV To which I fly: His grace is nigh In ev'ry hour. 2 Mv feet shall never slide, Or fall in fatal snares. Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes That never sleep, Shall Isr'el keep, W hen dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of ev'ning air, M 1 34 Governjnent and Shall take my health away, If God be with me there. Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not giv'n thy word. To save my soul from death? And I can trust the Lord To keep my mortal breath: I'll go and come. Nor fear to die, Till from on high He call me home. 153. Short Metre. Watts. The heavenly shepherd* 1 np'HE Lord my shepherd is; jL I shall be well supply 'd: Since he is mine, and I am his. What can I want beside? 2 He leads me to the place. Where heav'nly pasture grows. Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 Tho' from his fold I stray. He doth my steps restore, Providence of God, 135 And guides me in his own right way, That I may err no more. 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; Tho' 1 should walk thro' death's dark shade, My shepherd's with me there. 154. Short Metre. Mrs. Steele. The same subject, 1 T "\7HILE God my Father's near, V V My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear, My wants are all supply'd. 2 To ever-fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Along the lovely scene. Cool waters gently roll, And kind refreshment smiles serene, To cheer my fainting soul. 4 Here let my spirit rest: How sweet a lot is mine! With pleasure, food, and safety blest; Beneficence divine! 5 Great Shepherd! if I stray, My wand'ring feet restore; 136 Governme7it and To thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. 155. Proper Metre. Addison. The same subject. 1 nr^HE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 3l And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants svspply, And guard me with a watchful eye: My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant,* To fertile vales and dewy meads. My weary, wandVing steps he leads. Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow^ Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way. Through devious lonely wilds I stray; Thy presence shall my pains beguile, The dreary wilderness shall smile. With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, Wiih gloomy horrors overspread; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord! art with me still; Thy friendly hand shall give me aid. And guide me through the dreadful shade. Providence of God, 137 156. Common Metre. Doddridge. God's condescension in becoming the shepherd of men. 1 A ND will the Majesty of Heav'n XV. Accept us for his sheep? And with a shepherd's tender care Such worthless creatures keep? 2 And will he spread his guardian arms Round our defenceless head? And cause us gently to lie down In his refreshing shade? 3 And will he lead our weary souls To that delightful scene, Where rivers of salvation flow Through pastures ever green? 4 What thanks can mortal men repay For favours great as thine? Or how can tongues of feeble clay Proclaim such love divine? 5 Eternal God! how mean are we! How richly gracious thou! Our souls, o'erwhelm'd with humble joy, In silent transports bow. <» M2 13S Governinent and 157. Long Metre. Watts. Safety in public diseases and dangers, 1 nPHE Y that have made theirrefuge God, A Shall find a most secure abode; Shall walk all day beneath his shade. And there at night shall rest their head. 2 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is their life; his wings are spread. To shield them 'midst ten thousand dead. 3 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight-death, Still they are safe: the poison'd air Again grows pure, if God be there. 4 But if the fire, or plague, or sword. Receive commission from the Lord, To strike his saints among the rest. Their very pains and deaths are blest. 5 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfil their best desire; From sins and sorrows set them free. And bring thy children, Lord! to thee. Providence of God, 139 158. Long Metre. Watts, The safety of good 7nen amidst national cala* mities, 1 /^ OD is the refuge of his saints, vJT When storms of deep distress invade: Ere we can offer our complaints. Behold him present with his aid! 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd Down to the deep, and buried there; Convulsions shake the solid world; Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar; In sacred peace our souls abide; While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore Trembles and dreads the swelling tide. 4 'Midst storms and tempests, Lord! thy word Does ev'ry rising fear control: Sweet peace thy promises afford. And well sustain the fainting soul. 159. Common Metre. Patrick. Security in God. 1 "O EYOND the limits of the sky, Xi Thy mercy, Lord! extends; 140 Government and Thy faithfulness the narrow bounds Of time and space transcends. 2 Lord! who can duly prize that love Thou bearest to the just? Under thy providence and care Good men securely trust. 3 To those who in thy love confide, Thy kindness still impart; And all thy promises fulfil To men of upright heart. 160. Long Metre. Merrick. God the protector of innocence. 1 ^y HINE is the throne, beneath thy reign, A Great King of kings! the tribes profane Behold their dream of conquest o'er, And vanish, to be seen no more. 2 What eyes like thine. Eternal Sire! Thro' sin's dark mazes can inquire? What hand, like thine, to virtue's foes Such awful judgments can oppose? 3 The meek observer of thy laws To thee commits his injur'd cause: In thee, each anxious fear resign'd. The fatherless a father find. 4 Thou, Lord! thy servants' wish canst read. Ere from their lips the pray'r proceed: Providence of God, 141 'Tis thine, the drooping heart to cheer, To wipe away the starting tear; 5* To vindicate the sufF'rer*s cause, To rescue from oppression's jaws, To curb the haughty tyrant's will. And bid the sons of pride be still. 161. Long Metre. Bristol Collec. All things work together for good to the righ' teous. 1 "^T OT from relentless fate's dark womb, JL ll Or from the dust, our troubles come; No fickle chance presides o'er grief, To cause the pain, or send relief. 2 Look up, and see, ye sorrowing saints! The cause and cure of vour complaints: Know, 'tis your heav'nly Father's will; Bid every murmur then be still. 3* He sees we need the painful yf>ke; Yet love directs his heaviest stroke: He takes no pleasure in our sniari. But wounds to heal, and cheer the heart. 4 Blest trials those that cleanse from sin, And make the soul all pure within. Wean the fond mind from earthly toys, To seek and taste celestial joys. 142 Government and 162. Common Metre. Doddridge. Assurance of the divine presence. 1 A ND art thou with us, gracious Lord! XjL io dissipate our fear? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, Our God for ever near? 2 Doth thv right hand, which form'd the earth. And bears up all the skies, Stretch from on high its friendly aid, When dangers round us rise? 3 On thy support our souls shall lean, And banish ev'ry care; The gloomy vale of death will smile, If God be with us there. 4 While we his gracious succour prove, 'Midst all our various ways, The darkest shades, through which we pass, Shall echo with his praise. 163. Common Metre. Watts. Creatures vain^ and God all-sufficient. 1 T> LEST is the nation where the Lord JLj Hath fixM his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. Providence of God, 143 2 His eye, with infinite survey, Does the whole world behold; He fornn'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble ntiould. 3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force Of armies from the grave; ' Nor speed, nor courage of a horse Can the bold rider save. 4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men, To hope for safety thence; But holy souls from God obtain A strong and sure defence. 5 God is their fear, and God their trust, In him their safety's found; His watchful eye secures the just, Though thousands fall around. 6 Lord! let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne; For we have made thy word our choice. And trust thy grace alone. 164. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. The vicissitudes of providence* 1 ^T^HE gifts indulgent heav'n bestows, A Are variously convey'd; The huitian mind, like nature, known Alternate light and shade. 144 Govermnent and 2 While changing aspects all things wear, Can we expect to find Unclouded sunshine all the year, Or constant peace of mind ? 3 Mf re gaily smiles the blooming spring, When wintry storms are o'er; Retreating sorrow thus may bring Delights unknown before. 4 Then, Christian! send thy fears away, Nor sink in gloomy care; Tho' clouds o'erspread the scene to-day. To-morrow may be fair. 165. ^ Common Metre. Jervis. Consolatory views of providefice. 1 nr^HE God of heav'n is kind and just: X Then let not man complain; Nor e'er his providence distrust, His high decrees arraign. 2 Tho' clouds should darken all the scene. Be this thy stedfast aim. Still to preserve a mind serene. Free from all guilt and shame. 3 The lowliest flow'rs that deck the field, Thy mute instructors are; And wholesome admonition yield Against corroding care. Providence of God. 145 4 O! listen to kind nature's voice: To heav'n direct ihinc eyes; There nobler objects claim thy choice. And brighter prospects rise. 5 Far from anxiety and care, Still seek that blissful shore. Where discontent and dark despair Shall rend thy heart no more. 166. Common Metre. Jervis. God our consolation in adversity and distress* 1 nr^O calm the sorrows of the mind, i Our heav'nly Friend is nigh. To wipe the anxious tear that starts^ Or trembles in the eye. 2 Thou canst, when anguish rends the heart, The secret woe control; The inward malady canst heal. The sickness of the soul. 3 Thou canst repress the rising sigh; Canst sooth each mortal care; And ev'ry deep and heart-felt groan Is wafted to thine ear. 4 Thy gracious eye is watchful still; Thy potent arm can save From threatening danger and disease, And the devouring grave* N 146 iyovernment and 5 When, pale and languid all the frame, The ruthless hand of pain Arrests the feeble pow'rs of life, The help of man is vain. 6 'Tis thou, great God! alone canst check The progress of disease; And sickness, awM by powV divine. The high command obeys. 7 Eternal Source of life and health, And cv'ry bliss we feel! In sorrow, and in joy, to thee Our grateful hearts appeal. 167. Common Metre. Tate and Brady. Encouragement from the experience of God's goodness, 1 ^THHRO' all the changing scenes of life, X In trouble and in joy. The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliv'rance I will boast, Till all who are distrest From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. S The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just: Providence of God, 147 Protection he affords to all Who make his name their trust. O make but trial of his love! Experience will decide, How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth confide. Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear: Make you his service your delight; Your wants shall be his care. M PART VI. Thanksgivings 168. Short Metre. Mrs. Steele. Obligation to gratitude and praise* Y Maker, and my King! To thee my all I owe: Thy sovVeign bounty is the spring, From whence my blessings flow. Thou ever good and kind! A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind My heart to grateful love. The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live: My God! thy benefits demand More praise than tongue can give. O what can I impart, When all was thine before? Thy love demands a thankful heart; The gift, alas! how poor! Shall I withhold thy due? And shall my passions rove? Lord! make me to thy service true, And fill me with thy love. Thayiksgiving. 149 6 O let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; Let all my pow'rs to thee aspire, And all my days be thine. 169. Long Metre. Watts. Praise for temporal blessings* 1 'W7' ^ bless the Lord, the just, the good, V V Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round. To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground: He bids the clouds with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care wc owe our breath. And all our near escapes from d^ath: Safety and health to God belong: He helps the weak, he guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide difference shall appear. When the rewarding day draws near. N2 150 Thanksgiving* 170. Common Metre. Flexman. God our constant benefactor. 1 r^ RE AT God! to thee my grateful vJ tongue My fervent thanks shall raise: Inspire my heart to raise the song Which celebrates thy praise. 2 From thy almighty forming hand I drew my vital pow'rs; My time revolves at thy command, In all its circling hours. 3 Thy pow'r, my ever-present guard, From ev'ry ill defends; While num'rous dangers hover round. My help from thee descends. 4 Beneath the shadow of thy wings. How sweet is my repose! Thy morning light renews the springs From whence my comfort flows. 5 In celebration of thy praise, I will employ my breath; And, walking stedfast in thy ways, Will triumph over death. Thanksgivingi 151 171. Long Metre. Doddridge. God the author of our comforts^ our deliver- ances^ and our hopes. 1 /^ RE AT Source of life! our souls con- v-T fess The various riches of thy grace; CrownM with thy mercy, we rejoice, And in thy praise exalt our voice. 2 By thee the vault of heav'n was spread; By thee, the earth's foundations laid; And all the scenes of man's abode Proclaim a wise and gracious God. 3 Thy quick'ning hand restores our breath, When trembling on the verge of death; Gently it wipes away our tears. And lengthens life to future years. 4 Our lives are sacred to the Lord; Kindl'd by him, by him restored; And, while our hours renew their race. May sin no more these hours disgrace! 5 So when, at length, by thee we're led Through unknown regions of the dead, With hope triumphant, may we move To scenes of nobler life above! 152 Thanksgiving* 172. Long Metre. Merrick. God, preserver y benef actor ^ and saviour. 1 TTOW well our great Preserver knows XX To weigh, and to relieve our woes! Behold his wrath's avenging blast, How slow to rise, how soon o'erpast! 2 How prompt his favour to dispense Its life-imparting influence! How speedy his paternal love Our deep afflictions to remove! 8 Grief for a night, obtrusive guest! Beneath our roof perchance may rest; But joy, with the returning day. Shall wipe each transient tear away* 4 Since thou wilt hearken to my pray'r, Again the face of joy I wear: Thy strength my fainting spirit cheers, And checks my griefs, and calms my fears. 5 With what delight, great God, I trace The acts of thy stupendous grace! To count them, were to count the sand That lies upon the sea-beat strand. 173. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. The blessings of Providence, 1 A LMIGHTY Father! gracious Lord! jlV. Kind guardian of my days! Thanksgiving, 153 Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thy indulgent care, Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant pray'r. 3 When reason with my stature grew, How weak her brightest ray! How little of my God I knew! How apt from thee to stray! 4 Around my path what dangers rose! What snares o'erspread my road! No pow'r could guard me from my foes, But my preserver, God. 5 When life hung trembling on a breath, 'Twas thy unceasing love, That sav'd me from impending death, And bade my fears remove, 6 Lord, though this mortal frame decays, And earthly comfort flies. Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 7 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite In more exalted lays; And join the happy sons of light In everlasting praise. 154 Thanksgiving* 174. Common Metre. Addison, Gratitude to God. 1 T II THEN all thy mercies, O my God! V V My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Thy providence my life sustain'd, And all my wants redress'd. When in the silent womb I lay, Or hung upon the breast. 3 To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt To form themselves in pray'r. 4 Unnumber'd comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestow'd. Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 5 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran. Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man. 6 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently clear'd my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice. More to be fear'd than they. 7 When nature fails, and day and night Divide thy works no more; Thanksgiving, 155 My ever grateful heart, O Lord! Thy mercy shall adore. 175. Common Metre. Addison. The same subject. 1 /^ HOW shall words, with equal warmth, V^ The gratitude declare, That glows in my enraptured heart! — But thou canst read it there. 2 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Hath made my cup run o'er; And, in a kind and faithful friend, Hath doubled all my store. 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart. Which tastes those gifts with joy. 4 When worn by sickness, oft hast thou With health renew 'd my face; And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, Rcviv'd my soul with grace. 5 Through ev'ry period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in unknown worlds. The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity to thee A joyful song I'll raise- But oh! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. 156 Thanksgiving, 176. Long Metre. Doddridge. Gratitude to God for his innumerable mercies, 1 TN glad amazement, Lord! I stand, JL Amidst the bounties of thy hand; How numberless those bounties are! How rich, how various, and how fair! 2 But O! what poor returns I make! What lifeless thanks I pay thee back! Lord! I confess with humble shame, My off'rings scarce deserve the name. 3 Fain would my lab'ring heart devise To bring some nobler sacrifice; It sinks beneath the mighty load, *' What shall I render to my Gop?" 4 To him I consecrate my praise. And vow the remnant of my days; Yet what, at best, can I pretend. Worthy such gifts from such a friend! 5 In deep abasement. Lord! I see My emptiness and poverty; Enrich my soul with grace divine, And make me worthier to be thine. 6 Give me at length an angel's tongue. That heav'n may echo with my song; The theme, too great for time, shall b^ The joy of long eternity. Thanksgiving. 15 f 177. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Blessings of providence and redemption* 1 IV /T Y God, what blessings round me -LVA shone, Where'er I turn'd mine eye! How many pass'd almost unknown^ Or unregarded, by! 2 Each rolling year new favours brought From thine exhaustless store: But ah! in vain my lab'ring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 5 While sweet reflection, through my days, Thy bounteous hand would trace; Still dearer blessings claim my praise, The blessings of thy grace. 4 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord! For favours more divine; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 5 My highest praise, alas, how poor! How cold my warmest love! My Father! teach me to adore, As angels do above. S But frail mortality in vain Attempts the blissful song; The high, the vast, the boundless strain, Claims an immortal tongue. O 158 Thanksgiving, 178. Proper Metre. H. M. The love of God. 1 "\/rY God! thy boundless love I praise; «LVX How bright on high its glories blaze! How sweetly bloom below' It streams from thine eternal throne; Thro' heav'n its joys for ever run, And o'er the earth they flow. 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds, in air upborne, Their genial drops distill- In ev'ry vernal beam it glows, And breathes in ev'ry gale that blows, And glides in ev'ry rill. 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground. And pours its flow'ry beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale; Its bounties richly spread the plain. The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile on ev'ry vale. 4 But in thy word I see it shine With grace and glories more divine, Proclaiming sins forgiv'n; There, faith, bright cherub, points the wa/ To realms of everlasting day, And opens all her heav'n. Thanksgiving. 159 Then let the love that makes me blest, With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude: And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good. 179. Long Metre. Watts. Blessings of providence and redemption. 1 Tj LESS, O my soul! the living God, XJ Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; Let all the pow'rs within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul! the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise: Let not the wonders he hath wrought, Be lost in silence and forgot. 3 Our youth decay'd, his pow'r repairs: His mercy crowns our growing years: He satisfies our mouths with good. And fills our hopes wito heav'nly food. 4 Tiie vices of the mind he heals. And soolhs the pains which nature feels: Redeems our souls from death, and saves Our wasting lives from threat'ning graves. 160 Thanksgiving, 5 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest, And often gives the sufF'rer rest; But will his justice more display In the last great rewarding day. 6 His pow'r he show'd by Moses' hands. And gave to Isr'el his commands; But sent his truth and mercy down To all the nations by his Son. 7 Let the whole earth his pow'r confess; Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. 180. Short Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 r^ BLESS the Lord, my soul! V^ Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to blcss his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul! Nor let his mercies he Forgotten in unthank fulness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain; 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And gives thee strength again. Thanksgiving. 161 4. He crowns thy life with love, When rt scuM from the grave; H^ that redeem'd our souls from death, Hath boundless pow'r to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the suff'rer rest; The Lord hath justice for the proud, And mercy for th' opprest. 6 His wond'rous works and ways He made by Moses known; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. 181. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Praise for the divine goodness, 1 4 WAKE, my soul! awake, my tongue! Xx My God demands the grateful song: Ltt all my nobler pow'rs record The wondrous mercy of the Lord. 2 Livinely free, his mercy flows. Forgives mv crimes, allays my woes; He bids approaching death remove, And crowns me with indulgent love. 0 He fills my longing soul with good, Substantial bliss! immortal food! Youth smiles renew'd in active prime, And triumphs o'er the pow'r of time. 02 162 Thanksgiving, 4f In him the poor opprest shall find A Friend, almighty, just and kind; His glorious acts, his wondrous ways, To all the world proclaim his praise. 182. Long Metre. Watts. Blessings of provide7ice and redemption* IVE to our God immortal praise; G Mercy and truth are al) his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong: Repeat his mercies in your song, 2 Give to the Lord of lords ic^sown. The King of kings with glory crown; His mercies ever shall endurr, When lords and kings are known no more, 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lip-hts on rugh; Wonders of grace to God belong: Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure. When sun and moon shall shine no more. 5 He sent his Son with pow'r to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: Wonders of grace to God belong: Repeat his mercies in your song. Thanksgiving. 163 6 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heav'nly seat; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. 183. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 /^ IVE thanks to God most high, VX The universal Lord, The sovereign King of kings, And be his grace ador'd. His pow'r and grace Are still the same; And let his name Have endless praise. 2 How mighty is his hand! What wonders hath he done! He form'd the earth and seas, And spread the heav'ns alone. Thy mercy, Lord, Shall still endure; And ever sure Abides thy word. 3 His wisdom fram'd the sun. To crown the day with light; The rnoon and twinkling stars, To cheer the darksome night. His pow'r and grace Are still the same; 1 64 Thanksgiving. And let bis name Have endless praise. 4 He sent his only Son, To ^ave us from our woe, From error, sin, and death. And ev'ry hurtful foe. Thy mercy, Lord, Shall still endure, And ever sure Abides thy word. 184. Common Metre. Berridge. The same subject, 1 'T^^H Y goodness, Lord! our souls confess, X Thy goodness we adore; A spring whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore. 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest In ev'ry golden ray; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love returns the day. 3 Thy bounty ev'ry season crowns With all the bliss it yields; With joyful clusters loads the vine, M^ith strengthening grain the fields. 4- But chiefly thy compassions, Lord! Are in the gospel seen; There, like the sun, thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. Tlianksgivtng\ 16^ 185. Common Metre. Watts. J.ssistance and victory in the spiritual xvarfare* 1 TT^OR ever blessed be the Lord, A My saviour and my shield! He sends his spirit v/ith his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When all my foes their force unite, He makes my soul his care; Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine Does my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine, And his shall be the praise. 186. Short Metre. Watts. Praise for salvattoru 1 ^npO God, the only wise, X Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints with joyful hearts, Their humble praises sing. 2 'Tis his almighty love. His counsel and his care. 166 Thanksgiving. Preserves us safe from sin and death, And ev'ry hurtful snare. 3 He will present us pure, UnblemishM and complete, Before the glory of his face. With joys divinely great. 4 Then, all his faithful sons Shall meet around the throne. Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To God, the only wise, All majesty belongs; And be his pow'r and grace ador'd In everlasting song§! 187. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Light and deliverance. 1 ^THHE weary trav'ler, lost in night, X Breathes many a longing sigh. And marks the welcome dawn of light, With rapture in his eye. 2 Thus sweet the dawn of heav'nly day Lost weary sinners find. When mercy, with reviving ray. Beams o'er the fainting mind. 3 To slaves opprest with cruel chains, How kind, how dear the friend, Thanksgiving, 167 Whose gcn'rous hand relieves their pains, And bids their sorrows end! Thus kind, thus dear, that friend divine, Who rescues captive souls; Unbinds the galling chains of sin, And all its pow'r controls. My God! to thy revealed light My dawn of hope I owe; Once, wand'ring in the shades of night, And sunk in hopeless woe. 'Twas thy blest hand redeem'd the slave, And set the pris'ner free: Be all I am, and all I have, Devoted, Lord, to thee! PART VIL Divine Revelation. 188. Short Metre, Watts. The book of nature and scripture, BEHOLD! the lofty sky Declares its Maker God; And all his starry works on high Proclaim his pow'r abroad. The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night. Divinely teach his name. In ev'ry diff'rent land Their gen'ral vni-e is known: They show the wonders of his hand. And orders of his throne. Ye christian lands, rejgice; Here he reveals his word: We are not left to nature's voice To bid us know the Lord. His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He put his goapel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. Divine Revelation, 169- 6 His laws are just and pure. His truth without deceit; His promises for ever sure. And his rewards are great. 189. Long Metre. Watts. The works and word of God. 1 ^ I ^HE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord! X In ev'ry star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights, and days, thy pow'r 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 thv truth began its race. It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till thro' the world thy truth has run: Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light or feel the sun. 5 Father of lights! in glory rise. Bless the dark world with heav'nly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. P 1 70 Divine Revelation. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view. In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n: Lord! cleanse my sins, my soul renew. And make thy word my guide to heav'n. 190. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject. 1 ^ REAT God! the heav'ns' well-of- vT der'd frame Declares the glories of thy name; There thy rich wbrks of wonder shine; A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear, Of boundless pow'r and skill divine. 2 From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light. Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to the Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 3 Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journies of the sun, And distant nations know their voice: The sun, in robes of splendour drest. Breaks from the chambers of the east. Moves round, and bids the earth rejoice. 4 Where'er he spread his beams abroad, He speaks the majesty of God: All nature joins to show thy praise. Divine Revelation, 171 Thus God in ev'ry creature shines: Fair are the book of nature's lines, But fairer is the book of grace. 191. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The advantages of divine revelation* 1 T 71 7 HEN Isr'el thro' the desert passM, V V A fiery pillar went before, To guide them thro' the dreary waste, And lessen the faiigues they bore. 2 Such is the glorious word of GoD; 'Tis for our light and guidance giv'nj It sheds a lustre all abroad, And points the path to bliss and heav'n. 3 It fills the soul with sweet delight, Anci quickens its inactive pow'rs; It sets our wand'ring footsteps right. Displays his love, and kindles ours. 4 Its promises rejoice our hearts; Its doctrines are divinely true; Knowledge and pleasure it imparts; It comforts and instructs us too. 5 Ye favour'd lands, blest with this wordl y^: saints, who feel its saving pow'r! Ur.ite your tongues to praise the Lord, And his distinguish'd grace adore. 172 Divine Revelation* 192. Common Metre. Watts. Excellence of scripture. 1 nPHE starry heav'ns thy rule obey, X The earth maintains her place; And these thy servants, night and day, Thy skill and pow'r express. 2 But still thy law and gospel. Lord! Have lessons more divine; Not earth stands firmer ihan thy word, Nor stars so nobly shine. 3 Let all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book: Great God! if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look! 4 Not the most perfect rules they gave, Could show one sin forgiv'n, Nor lead a step beyond the grave; But thine conduct to heav'n. 5 Thy word is everlasting truth; How pure is ev'ry page! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. Divine Revelation. 17 ti 193. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. The excellency of the holy scriptures. 1 T? ATHER of mercies! in thy word A What endless glory shines! Forever be thy name ador'd, 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, springs of consolation rise, To cheer the fainting mind; And thirsty souls receive supplies. And sweet refreshment find. 5 'Tis here the Saviour's welcome voice Spreads heav'nly peace around; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 6 O may these heav'nly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see. And still increasing light! P2 174 Divine Revelation. 194. Common Metre. Doddridge. Perfection of God^s law, 1 T) ERFECTION! 'tis an empty name, X^ Nor can repay our cares; And he that seeks it here below, Must end the search with tears. 2 Great David on his royal throne, The beauteous and the strong, Rich in the spoils of conquered foes, Amidst th' applauding throng, 3 With all his mind's capacious powVs, Pursu'd the shade in vain; Not heard in his melodious voice. Or harp's angelic strain. 4 From public to domestic scenes Th' impatient monarch turns— The friend, the husband, and the sire. In sad succession mourns. 5 At length, thy law, eternal God! He through his tears descries. And, wrapt amidst those sacred folds, He finds the heav'nly prize. 6 There will I seek perfection too, Where David's God is known; Nor envy, with this volume blest, His treasures and his throne. Divine Revelation, \7S 195. Common Metre. Watts. The consolation of scripture, 1 T ORD! I have made thy word my 1 d choice, My lasting heritage: There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love. And keep thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknowD, Where springs of life arise. Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. 196. Common Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 np^HE volume of my Father's grace, X Does all my grief assuage: His cheering promises I trace Almost in cv'ry page. 1 76 Divine Revelation, 2 This is the field where hidden lies The pearl of price unknown: The merchant is divinely wise. Who makes that pearl his own. 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail; My guide to everlasting life Through all this gloomy vale. 4 Oh! may thy counsels, mighty God! My roving feet command; Nor I forsake the happy road, That leads to thy right hand. 197. Common Metre. Watts. Instruction to the young from scripture* 1 TT O W shall the young secure their XA hearts. And guard their lives from sin? Thy word the choicest rules imparts, To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad. The meanest souls instruction find. And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light. That guides us all the day; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. Divine Rev elatiGTi. \77 198. Common Metre. Doddridge. The erfect law of liberty. 1 T> EHOLD that wise, that perfect law, JD Which noblest freedom gives: O may it all our souls refine, And sanctify our lives! 2 Not with a transient glance survey'd, And in an hour forgot. But deep inscrib'd on ev'ry heart, To reign o'er ev'ry thought. 3 Great Author of each perfect giftf Thy gracious pow'r display, That our ungrateful, wand'ring heafts May hearken and obey. 199. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Light and comfort from the scriptures* 1 nr^O God, its source, my soul sispires; JL Come, Lord! and fill my vast desires: Be thou my portion; here I rest, Since of my utmost wish possest. 2 O! let thy sacred word impart Its gen'rous influence to my heart; With powV, and light, and love divine, Assure my soul that thou art mine. liTS Divine Revelation, 3 The blissful word, with joy replete, Shall bid my gloomy fears retreat; And heav'n-born hope, serenely bright, Shine cheerful through this mortal night. 4 Then shall n^y joyful spirit rise On wings of faith above the skies: And when these transient scenes are o'er. And this vain world shall tempt no more; 5 O! may I reach the blissful plains, Where thy unclouded glory reigns, And dwell for ever near thy throne. In joys to mortal thought unknown, 200. Long Metre. Doddridge. Scripture teachings^ and their happy conse- quences* 1 "D R GHT Source of intellectual rays! -D Father of spirits and of grace! O dart, with energy unknown, Celestial beamings from thy throne. 2 Thy sacred book we would survey, Enlighten'd with that heav'nly day; And seek thine influence with the word, To teach our souls to know the Lord. 3 So shall our children learn the road. That leads them to their fathers' God; And, form'd by lessons so divine. Shall infant minds with knowledge shine^ Divine Revelation, 179 4 So shall the haughtiest soul submit, With children placM at Jesus' feet; The noisy swell of pride shall cease, And thy sweet voice be heard in peace. 201. Common Metre. Cowper. The light and glory of the world. 1 T^7HAT glory gilds the sacred page, V V Majestic like the sun! It gives a light to ev'ry age; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The hand that gave it, still supplies His gracious light and heat; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine. For such a bright display. As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heav'nly day. 4 My soul rejoices to pursue The paths of truth and love; Till glory break upon my view In brighter worlds above. t80 Divine Revelation, 202. Common Metre. Watts. Delight in scripture, 1 r^ HOW I love thy holy law! KJ 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 How doth thy word my heart engage! How well employ my tongue! And, in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yield me a heav'nly song. 3 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis a divine repast; Not honey, dropping from the comb, So much allures the taste. 4 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold, For loads of silver well refin'd, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 5 When nature sinks, and spirits droop. Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope; And there I write thy praise. - Divine Revelation* 181 203. Common Metre. Reason a divine gift, 1 "Tl^THAT heav'nly wisdom ha3 be- VV stow'd, O! let not man despise; Reason's a gift our praise demands; It lifts us to the skies. 2 How could we know or value truth Without this beam of light? Or conscience feel of right and wrong, Or in God's praise delight? 3 For reason and for conscience too, Accept our praise, O Lord! May this be pure, and that be clear, And both embrace thy word. 204. Short Metre. Scott. The right and duty of private judgment* 1 TMPOSTURE shrinks from light, A And dreads the curious eye: But sacred truths the test invite. They bid us search and try. 2 O may we still maintain A meek inquiring mind; Assur'd we shall not search lA vain, But hidden treasures find. 9. 1 82 Divine Revelatio7i, 3 With understanding blest, Created to be free, Our faith on man we dare not rest, Subject to none but thee. 4 Lord! give the light we need; With soundest knowledge fill; From noxious error guard our creed, From prejudice our will. 205. Long Metre. Merrick. Religion without superstition* 1 T7' AR hence each superstition vain, X^ Wild offspring of the human brain! The truths that fill thy hallow'd page. My happier choice, great God! engage. 2 O, ever faithful to thy word, D6 thou thy vital strength afford; Thy help impart. Eternal Sire! Nor let my hope in shame expire. J Sustain'd by thy almighty aid. What danger .shall fny soul invade? Nor errors cloud, nor arts of sin My soul from thy obedience win. PART VIII. Christ and Christianity. 206. Short Metre. Watts. The excellency of the gospel, BEHOLD! the morning sun Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sigh:. How perfect is thy word! And all thy judgments just: For ever sure thy promise, Lord! And men securely trust. My gracious God! how plain Are thy directions giv'n! O may I never read in vain, But find the path to heav'n! While .with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song. My Father and my God. 1 84 Christ and Christianity. 207. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject. 1 T LOVE the volumes of thv word: X What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way; Thy fear forbids niy feet to stray; Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw; Th(-se are my study and delight: Not honfy so invites the taste, Nor gol.i that hath the furnace past, Apprar.s so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes, Arid warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord! That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God! forgive my secret faults. And from presumptuous sins restrain; Accept my poor attempts of praise. That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain. Christ and Christianity, 18,d 208. Long Metre. Watts. The excellency of the christian religion. 1 /^ REAT God! how well thy truths vJT agree! How wise and holy thy commands! Thy promises, how sure they be! How firm our hope, and comfort stands! 2 Though we should trace the globe around, And cv'ry difF'rent system scan, There will be no religion found So just to God, so safe to man. 3 The various forms that men devise. To shake my faith with treach'rous art, I scorn as vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. 209. Common Metre. Watts. Praise for the gospel, 1 T^O our almighty Maker, God, X New honours be addrest! His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blest. 2 He ^pake the word to Abra'm first; His truth fulfils the grace: The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. 3 Let the whole earth his love prochim, With all her difF'rent tongues; Q2 186 Christ and Christianity, And spread the honours of his name, In melody and songs. 210. Proper Metre. Salisbury Collection. Praise to the God of our salvation. 1 TTAIL the God of our salvation! X X Triumph in redeeming love; Ltt us with glad exultation Imitate the blest above. 2 Light of those vrhose dreary dwelling Border'd on the shades of death, He haih, by his grace revealing, Scatter'd all the clouds beneath. 3 Father, thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art; Hail the God of our salvation! Praise him ev'ry thankful heart. 4 Joyfully on earth adore him. Till in heav'n we take our place; ^ There enraptur'd fall before him^ Lost in wonder, love and praise. 211. Long Metre. Doddridge. The christian scheme of salvation worthy of God. 1 TMMORTAL God! on thee wecall, X The Great Original of all; Christ and Christianity, 187 From thee we are, to thee we tend, Our sure support, our glorious end. We praise that wise, that wondrous grace That pitied our revolted race, And Jesus, our victorious head, The captain of salvation made. He, thine eternal love decreed, Should many sons to glory lead; And sinful worms to him are giv'n A colony to people heav'n. Jesus for us (O gracious name) Encountered agony and shame; Jesus, the glorious and the great. Was by dire sufF 'rings made complete, A scene of wonders here we sec. Worthy thy son, and worthy thee; And while this theme employs our tongues, All heav'n unites its sweetest songs. 212. Common Metre. Watts. The blessings of the gospel, LEST are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through God's eternal name; His promises exalt their hope; And who shall dare condemn? B 1 88 Christ and Christianity, 3 The Lord, our glory and defence. Strength and salvation gives: Isr'el, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. 213. Short Metre. Watts. The blessings of the gospel. 1 TTOW beauteous are their feet JLl Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal. 2 How charming is their voice! How sweet the tidings are! " Zion, thy King, thy God appears! " He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears That hear the joyful sound. Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found! 4 How blessed are our eyes That see this heav'nly light! Prophets and kings desir'd it long, But dy'd without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice. And tuneful notes employ. Far-distant lands break forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. Christ and Christianity* 189 214. Long Metre. Mr. J. Taylor. The light of the gospel. 1 /^ HOW delightful is the road \y That guides us to thy temple, Lord! With joy we visit thine abode, And seek the treasures of thy word. 2 O heav'nly treasures! glorious light! From ancient sages long conceal'd; Till Christ restored the feeble sight. And God's unchanging word reveal'd. 215. Short Metre. Watts. The birth of Christ. 1 Tl EHOLD! the grace appears, X^' The blessing promisM long; Angels announce the Saviour near In this triumphant song: 2 " Glory to God on high! And heav'nly peace on earth: Good-will to men, to angels joy. At the Redeemer's birth!" 3 In worship so divine Let saints employ their tongues: With the celestial hosts we join, And loud repeat their songs: 4 Glory to God on high! And heav'nly peace on earth; 1^0 Christ and Christianity* Good-will to men, to angels joy, At our Redeemer's birth! 216. Proper Metre. John Taylor. Christmas Hymn, (Tune, Adeste Fideles.) 1 T7^ XULTING, rejoicing, hail the happy X_J morning. The morn of the day when our Christ was born! Angels of mercy, who his birth attended, O bear our loud hosannas thro' the sky! O bear, &c. 2 Salvation proclaiming to the guilty nations, He comes in the glory and powt r of God, Angels of mercy, who his steps attended, O bear our loud hosannas thro' the sky! O bear, &c. 3 Devoted submissive, on the cross expiring. He bows to the will of his Father, God: Angels of pity, who his death attended, O bear our loud hosannas thro' the sky! O bear, &c. 217. Short Metre. Needham. Birth of Christ, 1 nr'^HE Prince of Peace is come! jL Ye nations shout and sing; Christ and Christianittf. 191 Let men and angels join their songs, To hail this glorious King. 2 Light of the world, he comes! The blind receive their sight; The mind now feels his gladd'ning ray, And all within is light. 3 Evangelist divine! He makes the gospel known: The poor the joyful tidings hear. And their great prophet own. 4 Whilst, gracious God! I hear Thy gospel's joyful sound. May my glad heart, my tongue, my life, Be all obedience found. 218. Common Metre. Needham. The same subject, 1 r^ LORY to God on high be giv'n, vX For peace to earth is brought! Good will to wretched, dying men, Surpassing human thought. 2 The time foretold by heav'n is come, The year of Jubilee; The day which kings and saints so long, So much desir'd to see. 3 He's copie, the mighty Saviour's come, Hear, and rejoice, thou earth; Let ev'ry tongue, the globe around, Hail the Redeemer's birth. 192 Christ and Christianity. 4 To universal empire born, The charge he well sustains: Nations, rejoicei the mighty Lord, Your king, Messiah, reigns. 5 Glory to God on high be giv'n, For peace to earth is brought! Good will to wretched, dying men. Surpassing human thought. 219. Long Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 'TnO those who fear and trust the Lord, JL His mercy stands for ever sure: From age to age his promise lives, And the performance is secure. 2 He spake to Abr'am and his seed. In thee shall all the earth be bless'd! The mem'ry of that ancient word Lay long in his eternal breast. 3 But now no more shall Isr'el wait; No more the Gentiles lie forlorn; Lo! the desire of nations comes, Behold! the promis'd seed is born. 220. Long Metre. Merrick, The promised Messiah, 1 T ICr ELCO ME the hope of Isr'el's race» V V The Messenger of truth and grace! Christ and Christianity, 193 Your hearts in righteousness prepare; Behold your wish'd redemption near! 2 See glory, bursting from the skies, O'er Judah's land effulgent rise; And fix amidst her coasts its seat, Where justice, truth, and mercy meet: 3 While faith and hope, their offspring dear, Attendant on their steps appear; And join'd in friendly compact move, Bless'd with philanthropy and love. 4 Truth in thy lands, O earth! shall spring. And righteousness her healing wing Expanding, downward cast her eye, While heav'n's greatMonarch from on high, 5 The heathen gloom shall chase away, And usher in a glorious day; And, from his own propitious will, The promised grace to man fulfil. 221. Common Metre. John Taylor. The mission of Christ* 1 ""pREPARE," th' appointed herald Ji cried, "The Lord's straight path prepare: Let valleys rise, let hills subside. And rugged ways grow fair! 2 " Then shall the race of man behold Salvation from on high; R 194 Christ and Christianity. Then shall the Saviour, long foretold, Commence his ministry." 3 Spotless the heav'n-taught teacher stood, And meekly bow'd his head, While from old Jordan's sacred flood Baptismal rites were shed. 4 Now spake th' announcing voice of heav'n, While bright the glory shone; " To you the Christ of God is giv'n, Jehovah's chosen son. 5 " Him hear; with him my cov'natit stands, With pow'r I him invest; I place my sceptre in his hands, My truth inspires his breast." 222. Common Metre. Doddridgev The same subject, ARK, the glad sound! the Saviour H The Saviour promis'd long! Let ev'ry heart a throne prepare; And ev'ry voice a song. 2 On him the spirit largely pour'd, Exerts its holy fire; Wisdom and might, and zeal and lov^ His sacred breast inspire. 3 He comes the prisoners to release, In wretched bondage held; Christ and Christianity* 195 The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fellers yield. 4 He romes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray; And on the eye-balls of the blind, To pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The wounded soul to cure; And, with the treasures of his grace, Enrich the humble poor. 6 Our songs of joy and gratitude His welcome shall proclaim; Hail to the Prince of peace, who comes In God our Father's name! 223. Common Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 O ING to the Lord, ye distant lands! O Ye tribes of tv'ry tongue! His new-discovcr*d grace demands A new and noble song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus came, A guilty world to save; From vice and error to r^^claim. And rescue from the grave, 3 Let heav*^n proclaim the blissful day; Joy through the earth be seen; 196 Christ and Christianity* Let cities shine in bright array. And fields in cheerful green. 4 With pleasure lift your wond'ring eyes, Ye islands of the sea; Ye mountains, sink; ye valleys, rise; Prepare the Saviour's way. 5 Behold he comes! he comes to bless The nations from their God; To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. 224. Common Metre. Watts. The coming and kingdom of Christ* 1 TOY to the world, the Lord is come! J The long-predicted king; Let ev'ry heart prepare him room. And heav'n and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make his blessings flow, As far as guilt is found. 4 God rules the world with truth and grace? And makes the nations prove The glories of his faithfulness, And wonder's of his love. Christ and Christianity, 1 9y 225. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. The same subject, X T> EHOLD,he comes!} our leadercomes, XJ With might and honour crown'd; A witness, who shall spread my name To earth's remotest bound. 2 The beam that shines from Zion's hill, Shall lighten ev'ry land; The king who reigns in Salem's tow'rs, Shall all the world command. 3 See, nations hasten to his call From ev'ry distant shore; Isles yt?t ut^known shall bow to him» And Israel's God adore. 4 Come, then, O house of Jacob! come, To his blest laws incline; S:ill walking in the light of God, With holiness divine. 226. Common Metre. Cowper. Christ the sun of righteousness, 1 T TOW blest thy creature is, O God! XjL When, with a single eye, He views the lustre of thy word. The day-spring from on high! 2 Through all the storms that veil the skies, And frown on earthly things; R2 198 Christ and Christianity, The sun of righteousness he eyes With healing on his wings. 3 The glorious orb, whose golden beams. The fruitful year control, Since first, obedient to thy word. He started from the goal — 4 Has cheer'd the nations with the joys His orient rays impart; But, 'tis the light of Christ alone Can shine upon the heart. 227. Long Metre. Doddridge. The same subject. 1 'TnO thee, O God! we honiage pay, JL Source of the light that rules the day! Who, while he gilds all nature's frame. Reflects thy rays and speaks thy name. 2 In louder strains we sing that grace Which gives the sun of righteousness, Whose nobler light salvation brings, And scatters healing from his wings. 3 Still on our hearts may Jesus shine. With beams of light and love divine; Quicken'd by him our souls shall live. And cheer'd by him shall grow and thrive. 4 O may his glories stand confess'd. From north to south, from east to west; Successful may his gospel run, Wide as the circuit of the sun. Christ and Christianity. 199 When shall that radiant scene arise, When, 6x'd on high, in purer skies, Christ all his lustre shall display On all his saints through endless day! 228. Short Metre. Lindsey's Collection. Christ the light of the world. BEHOLD, the Prince of peace, The chosen of the Lord, God's well-beloved Son, fulfils The sure prophetic word. No royal pomp adorns This king of righteousness: Meekness and patience, truth and love Compose his princely dress. The spirit of the Lord, In rich abundance shed, On this great prophet gently lights, And rests upon his head. Jesus, the light of men! His doctrine life imparts: O may we feel iis quick'ning pow'r To warm and glad our hearts! Cheer'd by its beams, our souls Shall run the heav'nly way: The path which Christ hath mark'd and trod, Will lead to endless day. 200 Christ and Chris tianitij* 229. iProper Metre. Wesley. The star of Jacob, 1 O ONS of men, behold him far, O Hail the long-expected star! Jacob's star, that gilds the night, Guides bewilder'd nature right. 2 Fear not hence that ill should flow, Wars or pestilence below; Wars it bids and tumults cease^ Ush'ring in the prince of peace. 3 Mild he shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shade of death; Scattering error's wide-spread night. Kindling darkness into light. 230 Common Metre. Watts. Light and salvation by Jesus Christ, 1 T) E ev'ry vale exalted high; x) Sink ev'ry mountain low: The proud must stoop, and humble souls Shall God's salvation know. 2 The heathen realms, with Isr'el's land, Shall join in sweet accord: And all that's born of man shall se^ The glory of the Lord. 3 Behold the morning star arise, Ye that in darkness sit! Christ and Christianity. 201 He marks the path that leads to peace, And guides our doubtful feet. 231. Long Metre. Watts. Salvation by Christ. X Q ALVATION is for ever nigh O The souls that fear and trust the Lord; And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 2 Now truth and honour shall abound, Religion dwell on earth again; And heav'nly influence bless the ground, In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 232. Proper Metre. Doddridge. Christ the living stone. 1 T, XTITH ecstacy of joy V V Extol his glorious name. Who rear'd the spacious earth, And 1 ais'd our mortal frame; He built the church who spread the sky, Shout and exalt his honours high. 2 See the foundation laid By pow'r and love divine; In Christ, his best-lov'd Son, How bright his glories shine! ^ Who yields to death — in dust he lies. That from his tomb a church might rise. 202 Christ and Christianity. 3 But he for ever lives, Nor for himself alone; Each saint new life derives From him the living stone; His influence spreads through every soul. And in one house unites the whole. 4 To him with joy we move, In him ceniented stand. The living temple grows And owns the founder's hand: That structure. Lord! still higher raise. Louder to sound its builder's praise. 5 Descend and shed abroad The tokens of thy grace; And with more radiant beams Let glory fill the place. Our joyful souls shall prostrate fall, And own our God is all in all. 233. Long Metre. Butcher. Miracles of Christ. t X 7^7 HAT works of wisdom, pow'r and VV love Do Jesus' high commission prove! Attest his htav'n derived claim. And glorify his Father's name! 2 On eyes that never saw the day, He pours the bright celestial ray; And deafen'd ears, by him unbound* Catch all the harmony of sound. Christ and Christianity, 203 5 Lameness takes up its bed, and goes Rejoicing in the strength that flows Through evVy nerve; and, free from pain, Pours forth to God the grateful strain. 4 The shattered mind his word restores, And tunes afresh the mental pow'rs; The dead revive, to life return. And bid affection cease to mourn. 5 Canst thou, my soul, these wonders trace, And not admire Jehovah's grace? Canst thou behold thy Prophet's pow'r, And not the God he servM adore! 234. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The example of Christ. 1 A ND is the gospel peace and love? -TjL Such let our conversation be; The serpent blended with the dove, Wisdom and meek simplicity. 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise. And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, On Jesus let us fix our eyes. Bright pattern of the christian life! 3 O how benevolent and kind! How mild! how ready to forgive! Be his the temper of our mind, And his the rules by which we live. 204 Christ and Christianity. 4 To do his heav*nly Father's will. Was his employment and delight: Humility and holy zeal Shone thro' his life divinely bright. 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labours of his life were love: If then we love the Saviour's name, Let his divine example move. 235. Common Metre. Watts. The same subject, 1 /^ OD of my mercy and my praise, VJT Thy glory is my song; I'll speak the honours of thy grace With a rejoicing tongue. 2 When Christ among the sons of men, In humble form was found, With cruel slanders, false and vain, They compass'd him around. 3 Their mis'ries his compassion mov'd, Their peace he still pursu'd: They render'd hatred for his love, And evil for his good. 4 Their malice rag'd without a cause; Yet with his dying breath He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross. And bless'd his foes in death. Christ and Christianity* 205 5 O may his conduct, all-divine, To me a mcjdtl prove: Like hi>, O God! my heart incline My enemies to love. 236. Long Ms:ire. Watts. The same subject. 1 T READ my duty in the vkrord A Of my Redeemer and my Lordj ut in his life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. 2 What zeal his mission to fulfil! What defVencft to his Father's will! His love and meekness, how divine! I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of his (>ray'r; The desert his temptations knew, His conflicts and his vict'ries too. 4 He is my pattern; may I bear More of his gracious image here! Then shall I find my humble name Among the followers of the Lamb. 237 Common Metre. Dr. Enfield. The same subject, EHOLD, where, in a mortal form. Appears each grace divincj S 'B 206 Christ and Christianity, The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heav'nly light, To give the mourner joy. To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends A friend and servant found, He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears, And heal'd each bleeding wound. 4 'Midst keen reproach, and cruel scorn, Patient and meek he stood; His foes, ungrateful, sought his life; He laboured for their good. 5 To God he left his righteous cause, And still his task pursuM; While humble pray'r, and holy faith His fainting strength renew'd. 6 In the last hour of deep distress. Before his Father's throne, With soul resign'd he bow'd, and said, " Thy will, not mine, be done!" 7 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide! His image may we bear! O may we tread his holy steps. His joy and glory share! Christ and Christianity. 207 238. Long Metre. Doddridge. Chrisfs submission to his Father''s wilL 1 "THATHER divine," the Saviour J- cried, While horrors press'd on ev'ry side, And prostrate on the ground he lay, " Remove tiiis bitter cup away. 2 " But if these pangs must still be borne, And stripes, and wounds, and cruel scorn, I bow my soul before thy throne. And say — Thy will, not mine, be done, ^^ 3 Thus onr submissive souls would bow. And, taught by Jesus, lie as low; Our hearts, and not our lips alone Would say, — Thy will, not ours, be done, 4 Then, tho' like him in dust we lie. We'll view the blissful moment nigh. Which, from our portion in his pains, Calls to the joy in which he reigns. 239. Common Metre. A. The glory of the man Jesus. 1 T TT ELCOME the hope of Isr'el's race! V V Herald of love divine! Jesus, great prophet! in whose face Celestial glories shine. 208 Christ and Christianity, 2 Offspring of David! son of man! Btother of human-kind! First-born of the prophetic train! Ray of the Father's mind! 3 Son of the mental world, he shone, With beams of righteousness; Pour'd fr.rth from the eternal throne, The fount of truth and grace. 4 Nor heav'n-descended truth and grace Alone his glory show'd; Virtue illumin'd all his davs, His life with virtue glow'd. 5 In thi sad hour of nature's dread. He sought his Father's thronej Breath'd out his soul, and meekly said, " Thy will, O God! be done." 6 Lo! king of terrors! — there thv prey:— ■ But, see heav'n swift to save! The captive spurns captivity, 1 he conqu'ror is the slave. 7 No more the man of griefs and cares^ Of life and glory Lord; He calls his brethren fellow-heirs, I'heir glory — his reward. 8 Time! hasten on thy chariot wheels; Bring vict'ry from the skies; Descend the everlasting hills; Bid prostrate nations rise. Christ and Christianity, 209 240. Short Metre. Doddridge. Attractive infuence of a crucified Saviour, 1 T) EHOLD th' amazing sight, JD The Saviour lifted high! Behold the Son of God's delight Expire in agony! 2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne? Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that various scorn? 3 For love of us he bled. And all in torture died; 'Twas love that bow'd his fainting head, And op'd his gushing side. 4 In sympathy of love Let all the earth combine; And, drawn by cords so gentle, prove The energy divine. 5 In him our hearts unite, Nor share his griefs alone. But from his cross pursue their flight To his triumphant throne. S2 210 Ch rist and Christiamiy, 241. ^H Proper Metre. The death and resurrection of Jesus* E dies, the friend of sinn«^rs dies! Lo! Salem's daughters weep around! A solemn darkness veils the skies! A sudden trembling shakes the ground! Here's love and grief beyond degree; The Lord of glory dies for man! But lo! what sudden joys we see! Jesus, the dead, revives again. Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great deliv'rer reigns j Sing how he spoil'd the ho LEST Instructor! from thy ways JD Who can tell how of the strays? Save from error's growth my mind, Leave not, Lord! one root behind. 2 Purge me from the guilt that lies Wrapt within my heart's disguise; Let me thence, by thee renewM, Each presumptuous sin exclude: 3 So my lot shall ne'er be join'd With the men whose impious mind, Fearless of thy just command, Braves the vengeance of thy hand. 4 Let my tongue, from error free. Speak the words approv'd by thee: To thy all observing eyes. Let my thoughts accepted rise. 240 Penitential, 5 While I thus thy name adore, And thy healing grace implore, Blest Redeemer! bow thine ear; God, my strejigth! propitious hear. 274. Common Metre. Watts* Want of religious zeal lamented. 1 T ONG have I sat beneath the sound, 1 J Of thy salvation. Lord! Yet still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word! 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain; What faint impressions of thy grace My languid pow'rs retain! 3 How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joyi above! How few affections there! 4 Great God! thy gracious aid impart To give thy word success; Write all its precepts on my heart, And deep its truths impress. 5 O speed my progress in the way That leads to joys on high; Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. i Penitential, 241 275. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Absence from God. OTHOU, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye! See! low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? Hast thou not said, Return? Absent from thee, my guide, my light! Without one cheering ray; Thro' dangers, fears, and gloomy night. How desolate my way! 4 O shine on this benighted heart. With beams of mercy shine; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. Thy presence only can bestow Delights which never cloy: Be this my solace here below. And my eternal joy! 276. Common Metre. Doddridge. T Returning to God. HE Lord, how kind are all his ways, When most they seem severe! X 242 Fetiitential. He frowns, and scourges, and rebukes, That we may learn his fear. 2 With thorns he fences up our path, And builds a wall around, To guard us from the death that lurks In sin's forbidden ground. 3 Return, ye wand'ring souls! return, And seek his tender breast; Call back the mem'ry of the days When there you found your rest. 4 Behold, O Lord! we fly to thee, Tho' blushes veil our face; Constrain'd our last retreat to seek In thy much injur'd grace. 277. Common Metre. Doddridge. Hearing- the voice of God's rod. 1 \ TTEND, my soul, with rev'rent awe JlV. The dictates of thy God; Silent and trembling hear the voice. Of his appointed rod. 2 Now let me search and try my ways. And prostrate seek his face. Conscious of guilt, before his throne In dust my soul abase. 3 Teach me, my God! what's yet unknown. And all my crimes forgive; Penitential, 243 Those crimes I would no more repeat, But to thy honour live. Mv witherM joys too plainly show That all on earth is vain; In God my wounded heart confides, True rest and bliss to gain. Father! I wait thy gracious call To leave this mournful land, And bathe in rivers of delight That flow at thy right hand. 278. Common Metre. Mrs. Carter. Mercy to the penitent OTHOU, the wretched's sure retreat, Who dost our cares control. And, with the cheerful smile of peace, Revive the fainting soul! Did ever th\'' propitious ear The humble plea disdain? Or when did plaintive mis'ry sigh. Or supplicate in vain? Opprest with grief and shame, dissolved In penitential tears. Thy goodness calms our anxious doubts. And dissipates our fears. New life from thy refreshing grace Our sinking hearts receive; Thy gentlest, best-lov'd attribute, To pity and forgive. 244 Penitential. 5 From that blest source, propitious hope Appears serenely bright, And sheds her soft and cheering beam O'er sorrow's dismal night. 6 Our hearts adore thy mercy. Lord! And bless the friendly ray, Which ushers in the smiling morn Of everlasting day. 279. Common Metre. Jervis. Peace to the returning penitent, 1 O WEET is the friendly voice that speaks •v3 The words of life and peace; Which bids the penitent rejoice, And sin and sorrow cease. 2 No healing balm on earth like this Can cheer the contrite heart; No flati'ring dreams of earthly bliss Such pure delight impart. 3 Thou still art merciful and kind; Thy mercy. Lord! reveal: The broken heart 'tis thou canst bind, The wounded spirit heal. 4 Let thy bright presence. Lord! restore Peace to my anxious breast: Conduct me in the path that leads To everlasting rest. Penitential, 245 280. Common Metre. Jervis. • Penitent supplication, 1 'THHOU, Lord! in mercy wilt regard X The upright and sincere: Thou wilt, with gracious eye, behold The penitential tear. 2 Thou canst restrain wild passion's sway, The pow'r of vice control; Restore bright reason's ray divine, To purify the soul. 3 O God! from error turn my feet, That I no more may stray; And guide my steps direct and safe, In virtue's peaceful way. 4 Let me no more, with wilful mind. Thy righteous laws offend: Then shall I know nor guilt nor fear, If thou be still my friend. 281. Long Metre. Jervis. Phe guilty mind relieved by the hope of forgiveness, 1 T "\ 7HILE, with remorse and woe op- V V prest, Distraction haunts the guilty breast; The broken heart, the troubl'd mind, In God alone shall succour find. X2 246 PenitenttaL Ij 2 'Tis his the wounds of vice to heal; The charms of mercy to reveal; He grants the penitent relief, And cheers the soul o'erwhelm'd with grief. 3 When by temptation's billows tost, On rocks of ruin well nigh lost; Still, hope, the anchor of the soul, Shall folly's beating wave control. 4 To all the world's delusive joys. Ensnaring wiles, and empty noise, The sinner bids a long farewell, And loves with purity to dwell. 5 In her secure and calm retreat, He now enjoys a tranquil state; Conscious that God will deign to hear The contrite, humble, and sincere. 282. Long Metre. Merrick. Imploring divine protection, 1 '' I ^HINE eyes in me the sheep behold, JL Whose feet have wander'd from the fold; That guideless, helpless, strives in vain To find its safe retreat again: 2 Now listens, if perchance its ear The shepherd's well-known voice may hear; Now, as the tempests round it blow, In plaintive accents vents its woe. PenitentiaU 247 Great Ruler of this earthly ball! Do thou my erring steps recall; O seek thou him who thee has sought, Nor turns from thy decrees his thgught. 283. Short Metre. Watts. Forgiveness of sin upon confession, O BLESSED souls are they, Whose sins are cover'd o'er! Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more! They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care; Their lips and lives without deceit, Shall prove their souls sincere. While I conceal'd my guilt, I felt the fest'ring wound; But I renounc'd my former sins, And peace and pardon found. Let sinners learn to pray; Let saints keep near the throne; Our help in time of deep distress, Is found in God alone. PART X. Devout Affections and Good Resolutions* 284. Long Metre. Merrick. The pleasures of devotion. 1 /^ OD of my strength! to thee I cry; vX To thee, my surest refuge, fly: O may thy light attend my way, Thy truth afford its cheering ray! 2 Conduct me to thy hallow'd seat, Where wisdom, truth, and mercy meet; And there, in all its best array. My heart its richest gifts shall pay. 3 Thy mercies, to my heart reveal'd, A theme of endless transport yield; 1'hy love does all my bosom fire, Thy praise does all my song inspire. 4 In all our cares, in all our woes. On God our stedfast hopes repose; To God our thanks shall still be paid, Our sure defence, our constant aid. 285. Common Metre. Miss H. M. Williams Habitual devotion, ^E thee I seek, proi Be my vain wishes still'd; ■ i 1 "\ IC THILE thee I seek, protecting Pow'r! Devout Affections^ ^c. 249 And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be fili'd. 2 Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestowM; To thee my thoughts would soar; Thy mercy o'er my life has flovv'd:— That mercy I adore! 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I sec! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, In ev'ry pain I bear. My heart shall find delight in praise. Or seek relief in pray'r. 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill: Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The low'ring storm shall see; My stedfast heart shall know no fear: — That heart shall rest on thee! 286. Short Metre. Watts. Daily devotioiu HILE thoughtless sinners choose The road that leads to death; w 250 Devout Affections and I, in the service of my God, Will spend my daily breath. 2 I'll worship at his throne, When morning brings the light; I'll seek his blessing ev'ry noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 With all my anxious cares, I'll lean upon the Lord; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 4 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love; The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly pow'r can move. 287. Long Metre. Walker. Com7nunion with God. 1 T? NOUGH of life's vain scene I've trod, JLi Sweet is this interval of rest: With cheerful heart I meet my God, His presence makes me trtdy blest. 2 Father and Friend! relations dear, Rejoicing to the human soul; They lift us above ev'ry fear, And ills (if ills there be) control. 3 Pleasant is life, and sweet the light That pours from the bright orb of day, Revealing to our raptur'd sight The world in all its rich display. Good Resolutions, 251 4* Pleasant is life, and sweet its ties, The touching charities of man; Friend, fellow, child and parent rise, Endearing life's progressive plan. 5 But light and life would soon be vile, And all their dearest pleasures fall. Nor sun would shine, nor life would smile, Without thy presence gladdening all. 288. Common Metre. Watts. God our only happiness, 1 ly/r Y God, my portion, and my love! iVA My everlasting all! I've none but thee in heav'n above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 In vain the bright meridian sun Scatters his feeble light; Thv brighter beams create my noon; If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 3 And while upon my restless bed. Amongst the shades I roll. If God his light around me shed, 'Tis morning with my soul. 4 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, And health, and safe abode: Thanks to thy name for meaner things; But they are not my God. 252 Devout Affections and 5 Were I possessor of the earth, And call'd the stars mv own; Without thy mercy and thy love, I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp th' extended shore, Grant me ta see thy blissful face, And I desire no more. 289. Common Metre. Watts. Support and .counsel fro7n God. 1 T ET heathens to their idols haste, I , J And worship wood or stone; Bat my delightful lot is cast, Where the one God is known. 2 His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup: Much am I pleas'd with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 3 God is my portion and my joy; His counsels are my light: He gives me kind advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 4 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye; Nor death itself my hope shall move. While such a friend is nigh. Good Resolutions, 253 290. Common Metre. Watts. God our portion here and hereafter, 1 /^ OD, my supporter and my hope, vX My help for ever near! Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord! shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness; Thy hand conduct me near thy seat To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Tvvould be no joy to me; And while this earth is my abode, 1 long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke. And flesh and heart should faint? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold, the sinners that remove Far from thy presence, die; Not all the idol-gods they love. Can save them when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God! Shall be my sweet employ: My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. Y 254 Devout Affections and 291. Short Metre. Watts. Safety in God. 1 "¥ T/'HEN ovcrwhelm'd with grief, V V My heart within me dies; Helpless, and far from all relief, To heav'n 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. 3 Within thy presence, Lord! For ever I'll abide: Thou art the tow'r 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. 292. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Refuge and strength in the mercy of God. 1 TV/T Y God! 'tis to thy mercy-seat XV J. My soul for shelter flies; 'Tis here I find a safe retreat. When storms and tempests rise. Good Resolutions. 255 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my God! art near: Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish ev'ry fear. 3 My great protector, and my Lord! Thv constant aid impart; And let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 O never let my soul remove From this divine retreat; Still let me trust thy pow'r and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 293. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Hope in the contemplation of the divine per- fections, 1 T?I7"HY sinks myweak desponding mind? V V Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh? Can sov'reign goodness be unkind? Am I not safe, if God be nigh? 2 He holds all nature in his hand: That f^racious hand, on which I live. Does life, and time, and death command, And has immortal joys to give. 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame. On him alone my hopes recline: The wondrous glories of his name, How wide they spread! how bright they shine! 256 Devout Affections and 4 Infinite wisdonr)! boundless powV! Unclianging faithfulness and love!— Here let me trust, while I adore, Nor from my refuge e'er remove. 5 My God! if thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave; A present help in times of need, Still kind to hear, and strong to save. 6 Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord! And ease the sorrows of my breast; Speak to my heart the healing word, That thou art mine — and I am blest. 294. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. God the only refuge of the troubled mind. 1 A LMIGHTY refuge of my soul! XV. On thee, when sorrows rise; On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 While hope revives, though press'd with fears, And I can say, " my God," Before thy throne I spread my cares, And pour my woes abroad. 3 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet reliei For ev'ry pain I feel. Good Resolutions. 257 4 But oh! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fe In every creature, Lord! I own thy powV; In each event thy providence adore; Thy promises shall cheer my drooping soul, Thy precepts guide me, and thy fear control. 3 Then, when atlast I quitthis transient scene, Help me to leave it with a heart serene; Teach me to fix my ardent hopes on high. And having liv'd to thee, in thee to die. 298. Common Metre. Exeter Collection. The Lord's prayer imitated, 1 Tj^ ATHER of all ! Eternal Mind! X Immensely good and great! Thy children, form'd and bless'd by thee. Approach thy heav'nly seat. 2 Thv name in hallow'd strains be sung; We join the solemn praise; To thy great name, with heart and tongue, Our cheerful homage raise. 3 Thy mild, thy wise and righteous reign, Let ev'ry being own; And in our minds, thy work divine. Erect thy gracious t*hrone. 4 As angels in the heav'nly worlds Thy bless'd commands fulfil; So may thy creatures here below Perform thy holy will. 260 Devout Affections and 5 On thee we day by day depend; Our daily wants supply; With truth and virtue feed our souls, That they may never die. 6 Extend thy grace to ev'ry fault; O: let thy love forgive; Teach us divine forgiveness too, Nor let resentments live. T Where tempting snares bestrew the way, Permit us not to tread; Or turn all real evil far From our unguarded head. 8 Thy sacred name we would adore, With cheerful, humble mind; And praise thy goodness, pow'r, and truth. Eternal, unconfin'd. 299. Common Metre. Doddridge. The prayer of Jacob, 1 /^ GOD of Jacob, by whose hand \J Thine Isr'el still is fed; Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. 2 To thee our humble vows we raise, To thee address our prayer; And, in thy kind and faithful breast. Deposit all our care. Good Resolutions, 261 3 If thou, through each perplexing path Wilt be our constant guide. If thou will daily bread supply And raiment wilt provide; 4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around. Till these our wanderings cease, And at our Father's lovM abode Our souls arrive in peace; 5 To thee, as to our cov'nant-GoD, ' We'll our whole selves resign; And thankful own, that all we are, And all wc have is thine. 300. Common Metre. Select Collection. Aspirations after the christian temper, 1 A LiMlGHTY Maker! Lord of all! jl\ Of life the only spring! Creator of unnumber'd worlds! Supreme, eternal King! 2 Drive from the confines of my heart Impenitence and pride; Nor let me, in forbidden paths. With thoughtless sinners glide. 3 What'er thine all-discerning eye Sees for thy creature fit; I'll bless the good, and to the ill Contentedly submit. 4 With gen'rous pleasure let me view The prosp'rous and the great; 262 Devout Affections and Malignant envy let me fly, And odious self-conceit, 5 Let not despair, nor fell revenge, Be to my bosom known: Oh! give me tears for others' woes, And patience for my own. 6 Feed me with necessarv food: I ask not wealth or fame: Give me an eye to see thy will, A heart to bless thy name. 7 May ^till my days serenely pass Without remorse or care; And growing holiness my soul For life's last hour prepare. 301. Short Metre. Patrick. Virtuous desires, 1 /^ OD, who is just and kind, Vjr Will those who err instruct, And to the paths of righteousness Their wand'ring steps conduct. 2 The humble soul he guides, Teaches the meek his way; Kindness and truth he shows to all Who him in truth obey. 3 Give me the tender heart That mixes fear with love; Good Resolutions. 26; And lead me through whatever path Thy wisdom shall approve. 4 O! ever keep my soul From error, shame, and guilt; Nor suffer the fair hope to fail, Which on thy truth is built. 302. Common Metre. Watts. Desire of Virtue, 1 /^ THAT the Lord would guide my y And all these pleas unite in vain? 3 Not so your eyes will always view The objects which you now pursue; Not so eternity appear. When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God! thine aid impart To fix conviction on the heart: Thy pow'r can clear the darkest eyes, And make the haughtiest scorner wise. 340. Long Metre. Doddridge. The wise choice. 1 "O ESET with snares on ev'ry hand, X) In life's uncertain path I stand: Father Divine! diffuse thy light To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this frail, this wav'ring heart. Wisely to choose the better part; To scorn the trifles of a day For joys that never fade away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise; Let tempests mingle earth and skiesj No fatal shipwreck shall I fear. But all my treasures with me bear. Motives to a virtuous Conduct. 291 If thou, my Father! still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die: Secure, when mortal comiorts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 341. Common Metre. Doddridge. Seeking first the kingdom of God, 1 "^r O W let a true ambition rise, i.^ And ardour fire our breast. To reign in worlds above the skies, In heav'nly glories drest. 2 Behold Jehovah's royal hand A radiant crown display. Whose gems with vivid lustre shine, While suns and stars decay. 3 No more I seek for transient good, Nor longer call it mine: I spring to seize superior joys Immortal and divine. 4» Ye hearts, with youthful vigour warm, The glorious prize pursue; Nor shall ye want the goods of earth. While heav'n is kept in view. PART Xll. The Christian Character, 342. Common Metre. Liverpool Coll. The duties of piety. 1 "\/r Y soul, before thy Maker bowj JlVA His wondrous works admire^ Till rev'rence and religious awe, Thine inmost thoughts inspire. 2 With humble trust dismiss thy cares, And on his love depend; Leave him to manage thine affairs, To him thyself commend. 3 Let high esteem affection raise, Devotion warm thy breast; Let thankful love excite thy praise; In him alone be blest. 4 To him thy solemn homage pay; His constant aid implore; Give thanks for mercies ev'ry day, And thus prepare for more. 5 Without reserve to him submit; All his commands fulfil; Acknowledge all his actions fit; Nor e'er oppose his will. The Christian Character. 293 343. Long Metre. Doddridge. Faith in the invisible God. 1 Tj^ TERNAL and immortal King! ■Pi Thy peerless splendors none can beat; But darkness veils seraphic eyes, When God with all his glory's there. 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom; The great Invisible can see; And with its tremblings mingle joy, In fix'd regards, great God! to thee. 3 Then ev'ry tempting form of sin, Aw'd by thy presence, disappears; And all the glowing raptur'd soul The likeness it contemplates, wears. 4 O ever conscious to my heart! Witness to its supreme desire; Behold it presses on to ihee, For it hath caught the heav'uly fire. 5 This one petition would it urge, To bear thee ever in its sight: In life, in death, in worlds unknown. Its only portion and delight. 2 B2 294 The Christian Character, 344. Long Metre. Doddridge. God^s name the encouragement of faith. 1 O ING to the Lord, who loud proclaims k3 His various and his saving names; O mav they not be heard alone, But by our sure experience known! 2 Let great Jehovah be ador'd, Th' eternal, all-sufficient L^rd; He, thro' the world. Most High confess'd, By whom 'twas form'd, and is possess'd. 3 Awake, our noblest pow'rs, to bless The God of Abr'am, God of peace; Now by a dearer title known. Father and God of Christ his son. 4 Thro' ev'ry age his gracious ear Is open to his servants' pray'r; Nor can one humble soul complain That it hath sought its God in vain. 5 What unbelieving heart shall dare In whispers to suggest a fear, While still he owns his ancient name, The same his pow'r, his love the same? 6 To thee our souls in faith arise, To thee we lift expecting eyes, And boldly thro' the desert tread; For God will guard where God shall lead* The Christian Character. < 295 345. Common Metre. Watts. Trust in God. 1 ^T^H Y judgments, Lord! are deep and 1 high; Unsearchable thy deeds: Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all our praise exceeds. 2 The men that know thy name will trust In thv abundant gracej For thou didst ne'er forsake the just, Who humbly sought thy face. 3 Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save: Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. 346. Common Metre. Watts. The divine power and wisdom a ground of trust. 1 T T AST thou not heard, hast thou not XJL known. That firm remains on high. The everlasting throne of Him W^ho form'd the earth and sky? 2 Art thou afraid his pow'r shall fail, When comes thy evil day? 296 The Christian Character, And can an all-creating arm Grow weary, or decay? 3 Supreme in wisdom as in pow'r, The Rock of ages stands: Tho'' him thou caust not see, nor trace The working of his hands. 4 He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart; And courage, in the evil hour, His heav'nly aids impart. 347. Common Metre. Watts, Trust in the divine goodness, 1 T TO my God my ways commit, X And cheerful wait his will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 2 All my desires to thee are known, Thine eye counts evVy tear: And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan Is notic'd by thine ear. 3 Mine innocence wilt thou display. And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 4 The meek, at last, the earth possess, And are the heirs of heav'n: ■p The Christian Character. 297 True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. 348. Long Metre. Watts. Confidence in the promises of Gou, RAISE, everlasting praise, be paid To him who earth's foundation laidj Praise to the God, whose sov'reign will All nature's laws and pow'rs fulfil. 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, Who rules his people by his word; Where faith contemplates his decrees. And ev'ry gracious promise sees. 3 O for a strong and lasting faith, To credit what th' Almighty saith; T' embrace the messag*; of his Son, And call the joys of heav'n our own! 4 Then, should the earth's vast pillars shake, And all the wheels of nature break; Our steady souls should fear no more Than solid rocks when billows roar. 5 Our everlasting hopes arise Above the perishable skits; And firm their basis shall remain, When these to chaos sink again. 298 The Christian Character. 349. Common Metre. Merrick. Trust in God^ under the trials of virtue, 1 /^H! how my fears the dangers move V-/ That virtue's paths inclose! While I the wise pursuit approve, Alas, what toils oppose! 2 For see! ah, see! while yet her ways With doubtful step I tread, A hostile world its terrors raise, Its snares delusive spread. 3 Oh! how shall I, with heart prepar'd, Those terrors learn to meet; How, from the thousand snares, to guard And to restrain my feet? 4 But why art thou cast down, my soul? Say why, distrustful still, Thy thoughts with vain impatience roll O'er scenes of future ill? 5 Let faith suppress each rising fear, Each anxious doubt exclude; Thy Maker's will hath placed thee here, Thy Maker wise and good! 6 He to thy ev'ry trial knows Its just restraints to give; Attentive to behold thy woes, And faithful to relieve. 7 Tho' griefs unnumber'd throng thee round, Still in thy God confide; The Christian Character. 299 Whose finger marks the seas their bound, And curbs the headlong tide. 350. Common Metre. Jervis. Confidence in God. 1 f^ RE AT God! thine attributes divine, V-T Thy glorious works and ways, The wonders of thy pow'r and might, The universe displays. 2 In safety may thy children rest On thy sustaining arm; Extended still, and strong to save, From danger and alarm. 3 O may thy gracious presence, Lord! Chase anxious fears away; Amidst the ruins of the world, Our guardian and our stay. 351. Long Metre. Doddridge. Glorying in God alone, 1 ^ I 'HE righteous Lord, supremely great, X Maintains his universal state; O'er all the earth his pow'r extends; All heav'n before his footstool bends. 2 Yet justice still with pow'r presides, And mercy all his empire guides; 300 The Christian Character, Such works are pleasing in his sight, And such the men of his delight. 3 No more, ye wise, your wisdom boast; No more, ye strong, your valour trust; Nor let the rich survey his store, Replete with heaps of shining ore. 4 Glory, mv soul, in this alone, That God, thy God, to thee is known, That thou hast own'd his sov'reign sway, That thou hast felt his cheering ray. 5 My wisdom, wealth, and pow'r I find In one Jehovah all combin'd; On him I fix my roving eyes, Till all my soul in rapture rise. 6 All else which I my treasure call, May in one fatal moment fall; But what his happiness can move Whom God the blessed deigns to lovet 352. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Confidence in God our Father. t "\ /T Y God! my Father! cheering name! iVA O may I call thee mine? Give me with humble hope to claim A portion so divine. 2 This only can my fears control. And bid my sorrows fly; What real harm can reach my soul Beneath my Father's eye? The Christian Character, 301 3 Whatever thy providence denies I caLnly would resign; For thou art just, and good and wise: O bend my will to thine! 4 Whate'er thy sov'reign will ordains, 0 give me strength to bear; Still let me know a Father reigns, And trust a Father's care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart; Is not thy mercy still the same To cheer my drooping heart? 0 Thy ways, great God! are little known To my weak erring sight; Yet shall my soul, believing, own That all thy ways are right. 7 My God! my Father! blissful name! Beyond expression dear; If thou admit my humble claim, 1 bid adieu to fear. 353. Long Metre. Browne. Dependence upon Providence* C^ RE AT Lord of earth, and seas, and T skies! Thy wealth the needy world supplies; And safe beneath thy guardian arm, Wc live secur'd from ev'ry harm. 2C 302 The Christian Character, 2 To thee perpetual thanks we owe For all our comforts here below; Our daily bread thy bounty gives, And ev'ry rising want relieves. 3 To thee we cheerful homage bring; In grateful hymns thy praises sing: On thee we ever will depend, The rich, the sure, the faithful friend. 4 And should thy measures seem severe^ Calmly may we thy chast'ning bear; Without complaint to thee submit, Th' unerring judge of what is fit. 354. Common Metre. Merrick. Acquiescence in the will of GoD. 1 A UFHOR of good! we rest on thee: ±\. Thine ever watchful eye Alone our real wants can see, Thy hand alone supply. 2 O! let thy pow'r within us dwell. Thy love our footsteps guide; That love shall vainer loves expel, That fear, all fears beside. 3 And since, by passion's force subdu'd, Too oft, with stubborn will, We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill; 4 Not what we wish, but what we want, Let mercy still supply: The Christian Character. 303 The good, unask'd, let mercy grant; The ill, though ask'd, deny. 355. Common Metre. Cowper. Submission* 1 /^ LORD! my best desires fulfil, V-x And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at thy gracious hand, That wipes away my tears? 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way; Shall I resist them both? Short-sighted creature of a day, And crush'd before the moth! 5 But ah! my htart within me cries, Still bind me to thy sway; Else, the next cloud that veils the skies, Drives all these thoughts away. 304 The Christian Character, 356. Common Metre. Watts. Love to God. 1 "T "^THERE love and all the graces reign, V V The mind is truly blest; For love, the noblest of the train, Aids and exalts the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear; Rude passions will their sway maintain, If love be absent there. 3 'Tis love that makes our willing feet In swift obedience move; This is the grace that lives and reigns In the bright realms above. 357. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Gratitude. 1 T ORD! when my thoughts delighted JLi rove Amidst the wonders of thy love, Sweet hope revives my drooping heart. And bids my fears and doubts depart. a Be all my heart and all my ways Devoted to thy fervent praise; And let my glad obedience prove How much 1 owe, how much I love. The Christian Character. 305 358. Common Metre. Jervis. The same subject, 1 /^ REAT Source of all that we enjoy, VJT From whom our comforts flow! To thee, who dost our souls reclaim, Eternal thanks we owe. 2 Though the vast debt we ne'er can pay Of gratitude and love; Yet grant us, Lord! thine aid divine, Thy goodness to improve. 3 Be this, on earth, our chief delight, Our feeble songs to join; In heav'n we'll celebrate thy praise In anthems more divine. 359. Long Metre. Watts. Love to God and man, J nr^HUS saith the first, the great com- JL mand: Let all thy inward pow'rs unite To love thy Maker and thy God, With utmost vigour and delight. 2 Then shall thy neighbour next in place Share thy affections and esteem; And let thy wishes for thyself Measure and rule thy love to him. 2C 2 306 The Christian Character, 3 Alas! bow base our passions are! How cold our cbarity and zeal! Lord! warm our souls witb heav'nly fire, And mould our spirits to thy will. 360. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. Charity essential to the christian character* 'HOUGH perfect eloquence adorn'd T The sweet persuasive tongue; Though I could speak in higher strains Than ever angels sung: 2 Though prophecy my soul inspir'd, And made all myst'ries plain; Yet, were I void of christian love, These gifts were all in vain. 3 Altho' with lib'ral hands I gave My goods the poor to feed, Or gave my body to the flames; Still, fruitless were the deed. 4 Nay, tho' my faith, with boundless powV, Ev'n mountains could remove; I still am nothing, if I'm void Of charity and love. The Christian Character, 307 361. Common Metre. Doddridge. The laxv of love* 1 T7 AR from thy servants, God of grace! J? Th' unfeeling heart remove; And form in our obedient souls, The image of thy love. 2 O may our sympathizing breasts The gen'rous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe! 3 Where'er the helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 4 O be the law of love fulfiU'd, In ev'ry act and thought; Each angry passion far remov'd, Each selfish view forgot. 5 Be thou, my heart! dilated wide With this kind social grace; And, in one grasp of fervent love, All earth and heav'n embrace. 362. Common Metre. Drennan. The same subject. 1 \ LL nature feels attractive pow'r, XjL a strong embracing force; o08 The Christian Character, The drops that sparkle in the show'r, The planets in their course. 2 Thus, in the universe of mind, Is felt the law of love; The charity, both strong and kind, For all that live and move. 3 In this fine sympathetic chain. All creatures bear a part; Their ev'ry pleasure, ev'ry pain Link'd to the feeling heart. 4 More perfect bond! the christian plaii Attaches soul to soul; Oar neighbour is the suff'ring man, Though at the farthest pole. 5 To earth below, from heav'n above, The faith, in Christ profess'd, More clear reveals that God is love. And whom he loves is bless'd. 363. Long Metre. Browne. Love to all mankind, 1 f'\ GOD, my Saviour, and my King, \J Of all I have, or hope, the spring! Send down thy spirit from above. And warm my heart with holy love. 2 May I from evVy act abstain. That gives another grief or pain; Still may I feel my heart inclin'd Tq be the friend of all mankind. The Christian Character, 309 3 With pity let my breast o'erflow, When I behold a brother's woe; And bear a sympathizing part, Whene'er I meet a wounded heart. 4 And let my neighbour's prosp'rous^ state A mutual joy in me create; His virtuous triumph let me join; His peace and happiness be mine. 5 Yea, tho' my neighbour's hate I prove, Still let me vanquish hate with love; Slow to resent, tho' he would grieve, But always ready to forgive. 6 Let love thro' all my conduct shine. An image fair, though faint, of thine; Let me thy humble follower prove, Father of men, great God of love! 364. Proper Metre. John Taylor. Charity, 1 /^ YE, who seek Jehovah's face, \J Bow at his throne, and feel his grace; Who ask in pray'r, and own in praise. That bounteous love which gilds vour days; Catch from above the hallow'd flume, And dignify the christian name. 2 Where'er distress and pain appear, Let pity's ready hand be then ; With cheering wine, and fragrant oil. Bid languor glow, and anguish smile: 310 77j E YOND the bounds of time and space, JO Look forward to that heav'nly place, The saint's secure abode: On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. 2 Though sufF'ring with 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. PART XIII. Afflictions and Changes of Life. 405. Common Metre. Walker's Collection. Praise to God through all the changes of life* 1 Tj^ ATHER of mercies! God of love! X M}' Father, and my God! I'll sing the honours of thy name, And spread thy praise abroad. 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, Thy various love surveys; Where shall my grateful lips begin, Or where conclude thy praise? 3 In ev'ry period of my life. Thy thoughts of love appear: Thy mercies gild the transient scene. And crown each passing year. 4 In all these mercies may my soul A father's bounty see; Nor let the gifts thy grace bestows Estrange my heart from thee. 5 Teach me, in times of deep distress, To own thy hand, O God! And in submissive silence, hear The lessons of thy rod. 344 Afflictions and Changes of Life. 6 Thro' ev'ry changing state of life, Each bright, each clouded scene; Give me a meek and humble mind, Still equal and serene. 7 Then may I close my eyes in death. Free from all anxious fear; For death itself is life, my God! If thou art with me there. 406. Proper Metre. Mrs. Barbauld. Praise to God in prosperity and adversity, 1 X) RAISE to God, immortal praise, X^ For the love that crowns our daysij Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy! Let thy praise our tongues employ: 2 For the blessings of the field; For the stores the gardens yield; For the vine's exalted juice; For the gen'rous olive's use. 3 Flocks that whiten all the plain; Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain; Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews; Suns that temp'rate warmth diffuse: 4 All that Spring, with bounteous hand^ Scatters o'er the smiling land; All that lib'ral Autumn pours From her rich o'erflowing stores: 5 These to thee, our God! we owe. Source whence all our blessings flow! Afflictions and Changes of life. 345 And for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 6 Yet should rising whirlwinds tear From its stem the rip'ning ear; Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot Drop h^ green untimely fruit: 7 Should the vine put forth no more, Nor the olive yield her store: Tho' the sick'ning flocks should fall, And the herds desert the stall: 8 Should thine alter'd hand restrain Vernal showVs and latter rain; Blast each op'ning bud of joy, And the rising year destroy: 9 Yet to thee our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise: And, when cv'ry blessing's flown, Love thee — for thyself alone! 407. Common Metre. Enfield's Collection. Praise to God in life and death. 1 "\ /r Y soul shall praise thee, O my God! i-Vx Through all my mortal days; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 In each bright hour of peace and hope, Be this my sweet employ: Devotion heightens all my bliss. And sanctifies my joy. 346 Afflictions and Changes of Life: 3 When gloomy care, or keen distress, Invades my throbbing breast, My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise, And sooth my pains to rest. 4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honours of my God; My life, with all my active pow'rs, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 5 And though these lips shall cease to move, Though death shall close these eyes, Yet shall my soul to nobler heights Of joy and transport rise. 6 Then shall my pow'rs in endless strains Their grateful tribute pay: The theme demands an angel's tongue, And an eternal day. 408. Long Metre. DoDDRibGE. Praise to God tiircvgh the whole of our ex- is fence. 1 /^ OD of my life! through all its days vJ iViy grateful powVs shall sound thy praise; The song shall >vake with op'nlng light. And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast. Thy tuneful pnuses, rais'd on high, Shall check the muruiur and the sigh. Afflictions and Changes of Life* 347 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powVs of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak, 4 But O! when that blest morn is come. Which breaks the slumbers of the tomb, With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains , Which echo o'er the heav'nly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown. The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 6 * Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs, ' While immortality endures;' A work so sweet, a theme so high. Demands, and crowns eternity. 409. Common Metre. John Taylor. Trust in God through all the changes of life. 1 Tj^ ATHER divine! before thy view, X All worlds, all creatures lie; No di«iance can elude thy search, No action 'scape thine eye. 2 From thee our vital breath we drew; Our childhood was thy care; And vig'rous youth and feeble age Thy kind protection share. 3 Whate'er we do, where'er we turn, Thy ceaseless bounty flows; 348 Afflictions and Changes of Life, Oppressed with woe, when nature faints, Thine arm is our repose. 4 To thee we look, thou Pow'r Supreme, O still our wants supply! Safe in thy presence may we live, And in thy favour die. 410. Common Metre, Darwin. Trust in God in prosperity and adversity » 1 nr*HE Lord! how tender is his love! X His justice, how august! Hence all her fears my soul derives, There anchors all her trust. 2 He show'rs the manna from above, To feed the barren waste; Or points with death the fiery hail. And famine waits the blast. 3 Crowns, realms, and worlds, his wrath in- cens'd. Are dust beneath his tread: He blights the fair, unplumes the proud. And shakes the learned head. 4 He bids distress forget to groan, The sick from anguish cease; In dungeons spreads his healing wing, And softly whispers peace. 5 Thy vengeance rides the rushing wind, Or tips the bolt with flame: Afflictions and Changes of Life. 349 Thy goodness breathes in ev'ry breeze, And warms in ev'ry beam. For me, O Lord! whatever lot The hours commission'd bring; Do all my withering blessings die, Or fairer clusters spring; O! grant that still with grateful heart My years resign'd may run; 'Tis thine to give or to resume, And may thy will be done. 411. Common Metre. Bristol Collection. Hope in affiiction, LORD! in this wretched vale of tears, What various woes we feel! Diseases, pains, and doubts, and fears Surround thy children still. Darkness and dangers fill the road, And storms and tempests roar; But we march onward to our God, And trust his guardian powV. What though no lasting comfort's found Through this long wilderness? When we arrive on heav'nly ground. Pleasures shall never cease. Lord! give us patience in the way, And let our faith be strong; 2G 350 Afflictions and Changes of Life, Direct our footseps lest we stray. And guard our souls along. 5 Death shall convey thy children home; Thither our hearts aspire; There no disease shall ever come, But joy shall be entire. 412. Common Metre. Watts. Hope i?i God. 1 nr^HE Lord can clear the darkest skies, JL Can give us day for night; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 2 The seed, though buried long in dust, Shall not deceive our hope; The precious grain can ne'er be lost, Since God insures the crop. 3 The seeds of joy and glory, sown For saints in darkness here. Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown. And a rich harvest bear. 413. Common Metre. Doddridge. The divine mercy moderating affliction, 1 r^ RE AT Ruler of all nature's frame! vT We own thy pow'r divine; Afflictions and Changes of Life. 351 We hear thy breath in every storm, For all the winds are thine. 2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way, They work thy sov'reign will; And, aw'd by thy majestic voice, Confusion shall be still. 3 Thy mercy tempers every blast To those who seek thy face; And mingles, with the tempest's roar. The whispers of thy grace. 4 Let me those gentle whispers hear Till all the tumult cease; Sleep in thine arms, and wake in realms Of everlasting peace. 414. Common Metre. Doddridge. Divine mercy in affliction* 1 TN thy rebukes, all-gracious God! JL What soft compassion reigns! What gentle accents of thy voice Assuage thy childrens' 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 every tear, And view thy smiling face; 352 Afflictions and Changes of Life. And hope, amidst our sighs, shall tune An anihem to thy grace. 415. Common Metre. Drennan. The use of affliction. X T'^THY does the willof heav'n ordain V V A world so mixM with woe? Why pour down want, disease and pain. On wretched men below? 2 It was, by sympathetic ties, The human race to bind; To warm the heart, to fill the eyes With pity for our kind: — 3 Pitv, that, like the heav'nly bow, On darkest clouds doth shine, And makes, with her celestial glow, The human face divine. 4 Where mercy takes her custom'd stand. To bid her flock rejoice; 'Tis there with grace extends the hand. There music tunes the voice. 5 And he who speaks in mercy's name. No fiction needs nor art; The still small voice of nature's claim Re-echoes thro' each heart. 6 Where pity's frequent tear is shed. There God is seen, is found; Descends upon the hallow'd head, And sheds a glory round. Afflictions and Changes of Life. 353 But charity itself may fail, Which doth not active prove; Nor will the pray'r of faith avail, Without the works of love. 416. Long Metre. Salisbury Collection. Patience. 1 "p ATIENCE, O 'tis a grace divine! JL Sent from the God of pow'r and love, That leans upon its father's arm, As thro' the wilds of life we rove. 2 By patience we serenely bear The troubles of our mortal state; And wait, contented, our discharge, Nor think our glory comes too late. 3 O! for this grace to aid us on, And arm with fortitude the breast, Till, life's tumultuous voyage o'er, We reach the shores of endless rest. 417. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Submission to God under affliction. 1 'r)EACE,mycomplaining,doubtingheart! X^ Ye busy cares, be still! Adore the just, the sov'reign Lord^ Nor murmur at his will. 2 G2 354 Afflictions and Changes of Life* 2 Unerring wisdom guides his hand; Nor dares my guilty fear. Amid the sharpest pains I feel, Pronounce his hand severe. 3 To soften ev'ry painful stroke, Indulgent mercy bends, And, unrepining when I plead, His gracious ear attends. 4 Let me reflect, with humble awe, Whene'er my heart complains, Compar'd with what my sins deserve, How light and few my pains! 5 Yes, Lord! I own thy sov'reign hand, Thou just, and wise, and kind! Be ev'ry anxious thought supprest, And all my soul resign'd. 418. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Trust in God under afflictions. 1 TT 7HY is my heart with grief opprest? V V Can all the pains I feel or fear. Make thee, my soul, forget thy rest. Forget that God, thy God, is near? 2 Mortality's unnumber'd ills Are all beneath his sov'reign hand: Each pain which this frail body feels, Attends, obedient, his command. 3 Lord! form my temper to thy will: If thou my faith and patience prove, Afflictions and Changes of Life. 355 May ev'ry painful stroke fulfil Thy purposes of faithful love! 0 may this weak, this fainting mind, A father's hand, adoring, see; Confess thee just, and wise, and kind, And trust thy word, and cleave to thee! 419. Commx)n Metre. Mrs. Steele. Filial submission, AND can my heart aspire so high, To say, « My Father, God!" Lord! at thy feet I fain would lie, And learn to kiss the rod. 1 would submit to all thy will. For thou art good and wise: Let ev'ry anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom. And bid me wait serene; Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scenes 420. Short Metre. Doddridge. The same subject. HOW gracious and how wise Is our chastising God! And O! how rich the blessings are, That blossom from his rod! 356 Afflictions and Changes of Life. 2 He lifts it up on high. With pity in his heart; That evVy stroke his children feel May grace and peace impart. 3 Instructed thus, they bow, And own his sovereign sway; They turn their erring footsteps back To his forsaken way. 4 His covenant love they seek, And seek the happy bands That closer still engage their hearts. To honour his commands. 5 Submissive, Lord! we yield To discipline divine; And bless the pains that make us still More uniformly thine. 421. Common Metre. Watts. Submission to affictive Providences. 1 "^TAKED as from the earth we came -L^ And crept to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy. And fondly call our own, Are but short favours borrowM now. To be repaid anon. Afflictions and Changes of Life, 357 3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave; He gives, and blessed be his name, He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions then; Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sov'reign will, And ev'ry murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives. Its praises shall be spread; Nor will we call unjust, the hand That strikes our comforts dead. 422. Common Metre. Toplady's Collection. True resignation, 1 X^TITH God myfriend,the radiant sun V V Sheds a more lively ray: Each object smiles, all nature charms; I sing my cares away. 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, Unmeasurably kind: To his unerring, gracious will. Be evVy wish resign'd. 3 Good, when he gives, supremely good; Nor less when he denies: Afflictions, from his gracious hand, Are blessings in disguise. 358 Afflictions and Changes of Ufe. 423. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The same subject* 1 \ ^ 7 E ARY of these low scenes of niglzt, V V My fainting heart grows sick of time, Sighs for the dawn of sweet delightj Sighs for a distant, happier clime! 2 'Tisjust, tis right; thus he ordains, Who form'd this animated clod; That needful cares, instructive pains^ May bring the restless heart to God. 3 In him, my soul! behold thy rest; Nor hope for bliss below the sky; Come, resignation, to my breast, And silence evVy plaintive sigh. 4 Then, cheerful shall my heart survey The toils and dangers of the road; And patient keep the heav'nly way, . Which leads me homeward to my God., 424. Proper Metre. Mrs. Steele. Complete happiness not designed for man on earth, 1 -pROVIDENCE, profusely kind, Jl Whereso'er you turn your eyes. Bids you with a grateful mind View a thousand blessings rise. Afflictions and Changes of Life » 359 3 But, perhaps, some friendly voice Softly whispers to your mind, Make not these alone your choice; Heav'n has blessings more refin'd. 3 Thankful own what you enjoy; •But a changing world like this, Where a thousand fears annoy, Cannot give you perfect bliss» 4 Perfect bliss resides above, Far above yon azure sky; Bliss that merits all your love, Merits ev'ry anxious sigh. 5 What, like this, has earth to give? O ye righteous! in your breast Let the admonition live. Nor on earth desire to rest. 6 When your bosom heaves a sigh, • Or your eye emits a tear. Let your wishes rise on high, Ardent rise to bliss sincere. 425. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. True and lasting happiness. 1 TN vain my roving thoughts would find A A portion worthy of the mind: On earth my soul can never rest, For earth can never make me blest. 2 Can lasting happiness be found, Where seasons roll their hasty round? 360 Afflictions and Changes of Life. And days and hours with rapid flight, Sweep cares and pleasures out of sight? 3 Arise my thoughts! my heart arise! Leave this vain world, and seek the skies; There joys for evermore shall last, When seasons, days, and hours are past. 4 Thy mercy, Lord! to me impart: O raise my thoughtless, wand'ring heart To pleasures perfect and sublime, Unmeasured by the wings of time. 5 Let those bright worlds of endless joy, My thoughts, my hopes, my cares employ: No more, ye restless passions! roam: God is my bliss, and heav'n my home. 426. Common Metre. Doddridge. Creatures vain^ and God the salvation of his people, 1 T TOW long shall dreams of creature-bliss XTX Our flattVing hopes employ? And mock our fond, deluded eyes With visionary joy? 2 Why, from the mountains and the hills Is our salvation sought? While our Eternal Rock's disown'd, And Israel's God forgot. 3 The living spring neglected flows Full in our daily view, • Afflictions and Changes of Life. 361 Yet we, with anxious, fruitless toil, Our broken cisterns hew. 4 These fatal errors, gracious God! With gentle pity see; To thee our roving eyes direct, And fix our hearts on thee. 427. Long Metre. Watts. The vanity of earthly desires, 1 ly /TAN has a soul of vast desires, XVx He burns within with restless fires; Tost to and fro, his passions fly From vanity to vanity. 2 In vain on earth we hope to find Some solid good to fill the mind: We try new pleasures, but we feel The inward thirst and torment still. 3 So, when a raging fever burns. We shift from side to side by turnsj And 'tis a poor relief we gain, To change the place, but keep the pain. 4 Great God! subdue this vitious thirst. This love to vanity and dust; O cure the fever of the mind, And feed our souls with jovs refin'd. 2H •362 Afflictions and Changes of Life, 428. Common Metre. Watts. Earthly pleasures dangerous, 1 TTOW vain are all things here below! XjL How fjalse, and yet how fair! Each pleasure has its poison too, And evVy sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light; We should suspect some danger nigh. Where we possess delight. 3 The fondness of a creature's love. How strong it strikes the sense! Thither the warm affections move, 'Tis hard to call them thence. 4 Be faith, and hope, and love divine, My soul's eternal food; And wean my fond, my anxious heart From all created good. 429. Common Metre. Watts. The temptations of the world. 1 "Wf HEN in the light of faith divine, V V We look on things below, Honour, and gold, and sensual joy, How vain and dang'rous too! 2 Honour's a puff of empty breath; Yet men expose their blood. Afflictions and Changes of Life. 363 And venture everlasting loss To gain that airy good. 3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind, And feed on shining dust; They sacrifice eternal bliss To mean and sordid lust^ 4 God is my all-sufficient good, My portion and my choice: In him my vast desires are fiU'd, And all mypowVs rejoice. 430. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. True pleasure, 1 T TOW vain a thought is bliss below! X X 'Tis all an airy dream: How empty are the joys that flow On pleasure's smiling stream! 2 Transparent now, and all serene, The gentle current flows: While fancy draws the flatt'ring scene. How fair the landscape shows! 2 But soon its transient charms decay, When ruffling tempests blow; The soft delusions fleet away, And pleasure ends in woe. 4 O let my nobler wishes soar Beyond these seats of night; In heav'n substantial bliss explore, And permanent delight! ■T 364 Afflictions and Changes of Life, 5 There pleasure flows for ever clear; And, rising to the view, Such dazzling scenes of joy appear, As fancy never drew. 6 No fleeting landscape cheats the gaze, Nor airy form beguiles; But everlasting bliss displays Her undissembled smiles. 431. Common Metre. Newton. The instability of worldly enjoyments. HE evils that beset our path, Who can prevent, or cure? We stand upon the brink of death, When most we seem secure. 2 If we to-day sweet peace possess. It soon may be withdrawn; Some change may plunge us in distress, Before to-morrow's dawn. 3 Disease and pain invade our health, And find an easy prey; And oft, when least expected, wealth Takes wings and flies away. 4 The grounds from which we look for fruit. Produce us often pain; A worm unseen attacks the root. And all our hopes are vain. 5 Since sin has fiUM the earth with woe, And creatures fade and die; Afflictions and Changes of Life. 3 65 Lord! wean our hearts from things below, And fix our hopes on high. 432. Long Metre. Doddridge. God the happiness and support of his people. 1 IV /TY God! whose all-pervading eye xVJL Views earth beneath, and heav'n above; Witness if here, or there, thou seest An object of mine equal love. 2 Not the gay scenes, where mortal men Pursue their bliss, and find their woe, Detain my rising heart, which springs The nobler joys of heav'n to view. 3 Not all the fairest sons of light, That lead the army round thy throne Can bound its flight; it presseth on And seeks its rest in God alone. 4 Fix'd near th' immortal Source of bliss, Dauntless, and joyous, it surveys Each form of horror and distress, That all its deadliest foes can raise. 5 This feeble flesh shall faint and die, This heart renew its pulse no more; Ev'n now it views the moment nigh. When life's last movements all are o'er. 6 But come, thou vanquished king of dread! With thy own hand thy pow'r destroy; 2H2 366 Afflictions and Changes of Life. 'Tis thine to bear me to my God, My portion, my eternal joy. 433. Common Metre. Bristol Collection. Happiness in God alone. 1 ^ I ^HE great Creator, wise and good, X Who forms th' unerring plan. Implants a strong desire of bliss Within his creature, man. 2 But still these grov'ling minds of ours Forget their noble birth; And, with incessant labour, toil For happiness on earth. 3 Pleasure's delusive form we trace. Or dig for shining ore; At honour's gaudy shrine we bow. Or grasp at boundless pow'r. 4 Ah! cease, my soul, these wild pursuits, And upwards turn thine eyes; See where thy gracious Maker's hand Holds forth the glorious prize. 5 This precious gem is found alone In his paternal love; Be this the centre of my hopes, Nor hence my passions rove. Afflictions and Changes of Life » 367 434. Common Metre. Watts. The hope of heaven our support under trials on earth, 1 T^THENI can read my title clear V V To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to ev'ry fear, And dry my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my peace engage, And all its darts be hurl'd; Then could I smile to see its rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Though cares like a wild deluge come, And storms of sorrow fall; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heav'n, my all: 4 In those bright realms, thou, O my soul! Shalt find eternal rest; Nor shall a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 435. Common Metre. Doddridge. Present sufferings and future glory. 1 T T O W rich thy favours, God of grace! XJL How various, how divine! Full as the ocean they are pourM, And bright as heav'n they shine. 2 God to eternal glory calls, And leads the wondrous way 368 Afflictions and Changes of Life, To his own palace, where he reigns In uncreated day. 3 The songs of everlasting years That mercy shall attend, Which leads, thro' sufF'rings of an hour, To joys that never end. 436. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. God the life and light of the soul, 1 IV/T Y God! my hope! if thou art mine, xVA Why should my soul with sorrow pine? On thee alone I cast my care; O leave me not in dark despair. 2 Though ev'ry comfort should depart, And life forsake this drooping heart; One smile from thte, one blissful ray. Can chase the shades of death away. 3 My God! my life! if thou appear. Not death itself can make me fear; Thy presence cheers the sable gloom, And gilds the horrors of the tomb. 4 Not all its horrors can affright. If thou appear, my God! my light! Thy love shall all my f«:tHrs control, And glory dawn around my soul. Afflictions and Changes of Life, 369 437. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele, The same subject, 1 "\/r Y God! to thee my soul aspires; IVx Dispel the shades of night; Enlarj^e and fill my vast desires With infinite delight. 2 Immortal j.'iv thy smiles impart, Heav'n dawns in ev'ry ray; One glimpse of thcf- will cbter my heart, And turn my night to day. 3 Not all the good which earth bestows, Can fill ihe craving mind; Its highest joys havc mingl'd woes. And leave a sting b.-hind. 4 Should boundless wealth increase my store, Can wealth my cares beguile? I should be wretched still, and poor, Without thy blissful smile. 438. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. God our portion in the loss of earthly comforts, 1 Qi HOULD famine o'er the mourning field O Extend her desolating reign, Nor spring her blooming beauties yield, Nor autumn swell the fruitful grain: 2 Should lowing herds, and bleating sheep, Around their famish'd master die; 370 Afflictions and Changes of Life, And hope itself despairing weep, While life deplores its last supply: 3 Amid the dark, the deathful scene, If I can say, The Lord is mine! The joy shall triumph o'er the pain, And glory dawn, tho' life decline. 4 The God of my salvation lives; My nobler life he will sustain; His word immortal vigour gives, Nor shall my glorious hopes be vain. 5 Thy presence. Lord! can cheer my heart. Though ev'ry earthly comfort die; Thy smile can bid my pains depart. And raise my sacred pleasures high. 6 O let me hear thy blissful voice, Inspiring life and joys divine! The barren desert shall rejoice; 'Tis paradise if thou art mine. 439. Long Metre. Doddridge. The weeping seed-time and joyful harvest. 1 npHE darken'd sky — how thick it low'rs! A Troubrd with storms, and big with show'rs; No cheerful gleam of light appears. But nature pours forth all her tears. 2 Yet let the sons of grace revive; Go» bids the soul that seeks him, live; Afflictions and Changes of Life. 371 And, from the gloomiest shade of night, Calls forth a morning of delight. The seeds of ecstacy unknown, Are in these water'd furrows sown, See the green blades! how quick they rise! And with fresh verdure bless our eyes. In secret foldings they contain Unnumber'd ears of golden grain; And heav'n shall pour its beams around. Till the ripe harvest load the ground. Then shall the trembling mourner come, And find his sheaves, and bring them home; The voice, long broke with sighs, shall sing^ Till heav'n with hallelujahs ring. PART XIV. Lifcy Deaths Judgment^ and a Future State. 440. Common Metre. Watts. The shortness of life and the goodness of GoTt, 1 T^IME! what an empty vapour 'tis! X Our da\ s, how swift they arc! Swift as an Indian arrow flies, Or like a shooting star. 2 Successive moments just appear, Then slide away in haste; Nor can we ever say — '' they're here," But only — " they are past." 3 Our life is ever on the wing, And death is ever nigh; To live, no sooner we begin, Than we begin to die. 4 Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days j Thy constant favours share; Thy bounties, in ten thousand ways, Still crown the rolling year. 5 His goodness runs an endless round; All glory to the Lord! Life^ Deaths Judgment^ ^c. ^7^ His mercy never knows a bound, And be his name ador'd. 6 Thus we begin the lasting song; And when in dust wc lie, Let age to age thy praise prolong, Till time and nature die. 441. Common Metre. Watts. 3Ian mortaU and God eternal, 1 /^UR God! our help in ages past, V-/ Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home! 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame. From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, '^ Return, ye sons of men:" All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 4. The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their hopes and fears. Are carried downwards by the flood, And lo§t in following years. 5 Like flow'ry fields the nations stand, Pleas'd with the morning light: The flowVs, beneath the mower's hand, Lie withering ere 'tis night, 2 I 374 Lifsy Deaths Judgment, 6 Our God! our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come! Be thou our guard while troubles last» And our eternal home. 442. Long Metre. Doddridge. Mutability of the creation and immutability of God. 1 /^ RE AT Former of this various frame! VJT We reverence thine awful name; And bow, and tremble, while we praise The Ancient of eternal days. 2 Thou, Lord! with unsurpris'd survey Saw'st nature rising yesterday; And, as to-morrow, shall thine eye See earth and stars in ruin lie. 3 Beyond an angel's vision bright, Thou dwell'st in self-existent light; Which shines with undiminish'd ray, While suns and worlds in smoke decay. 4 Our days a transient period run, And change with ev'ry circling sun; And, in the firmest state we boast, i A moth can crush us into dust. ^ 5 But let the creatures fall around; Let death consign us to the ground; Let the last general flame arise. And melt the arches of the skies; and a Future State. 3 T5 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we Can all the wreck of nature see, While grace secures us an abode, Unshaken as the throne of God. 443. Common Metre. Watts. Life^ old age., and preparation for death, 1 T IFE, like a vain amusement, flies; 1 i A fable or a song: By swift degrees our nature dies. Nor can our joys be long. 2 Time, like an ever-flowing stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 3 There are but few whose days amount To threescore years and ten; And oft, beyond that short account, 'Tis sorrow, toil, and pain. 4 Teach us, O God! the heav'nly art, T' improve the hours we have; That we may choose the better part. And live beyond the grave. 444. Common Metre. Watts. The vanity of human life* EACH me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame! 'T 35^6 Life^ Death^ Judgment^ I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast.; A fleeting hour of time: Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move. Like shadows o'er the plain; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore: They toil for heirs, they know not who. And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then, From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I resign my earthly hope. My fond desires recall; I give my mortal mt'rest up. And make my God my all. 445. Common Metre. H. M. The same subject, 1 /^UR life is but an idle play, V_/ Various as winds that blow; We laugh and sport our hours away. Nor heed approaching woe. and a Future State. 377 2 See the fair cheek of beauty fade! Frail glory of an hour; And blooming youth, with sick'ning head, Droop like the dying flow'r. 3 Our pleasures, like the morning sun. Diffuse a flatt'ring light; But gloomy clouds obscure their noon. And soon they sink in night. 4 Wealth, pomp, and honour, we behold With an admiring eye. Like summer insects, dress'd in gold. That flutter, shine, and die. 3 Then rise, my soul, and soar away. Above the thoughtless crowd, Above the pleasures of the gay. And splendours of the proud; 6 Up where eternal beauties bloom, And pleasures all divine; Where wealth, that never can consume, And endless glories shine. 446. Common Metre. Watts. The precarious tenure of life, 1 'T^HEE we adore. Eternal name! X And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame. What dying worms are we. 2 Our wasting lives are short'nin still, As months and days increase, 2 12 378 Life^ Deaths Judgment^ And ev'ry beating pulse we tell Leaves but the namber less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath thai first it gave; Whate'er we do, where'er vve be, We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground, To push us to the tomb; And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Yet while a world of joy or woe Depends on ev'ry breath, Thoughtless and unconcernM we go Upon the brink of death. 6 Waken, O Lord! our drowsy sense. To walk this dang'rous road; That we may find, when summon'd hence. The grave the path to God. 447. Common Metre. Doddridge. God's compassion to humanfrailty. 1 T ORD! we adore thy wondrous name, .1 ^ And make that name our trust, Which rais'd at first this curious frame From mean and lifeless dust. 2 Awhile these frail machines endure, The fabric of a dav; u7id a Future State, 379 Then, know their vital pow'rs no more, But moulder back to clay. Yet, Lord! whate'cr is felt or fear'd, This thought is our repose, That he, by whom our frame was rear'd, Its various frailties knows. Thou view'st us with a pitying eye, While struggling with our load; In pains and dangers thou art nigh, Our Father, and our God. Gently supported by thy love, We tend to realms of peace; Where ev'ry pain shall far remove, And ev'ry weakness cease. 448. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Warnings of mortality, THAT awful hour will soon appear, Swift on the wings of time it flies. When all that pains or pleases here. Will vanish from my closing eyes. Death calls my friends, my neighbours hence, And none resist the fatal dart: Continual warnings strike my sense; And shall they fail to strike my heart? Think, O my soul! how much depends On the short period of to-day: 380 Lif^t Deaths Judgment^ Shall time, which heav'n in mercy lends, Be ntgligently thrown away? 4 Thy remnant minutes strive to use; Awake! rouse ev'ry active pow'r! And not in dreams and trifles lose This little, this important hour! 5 Lord of my life! inspire my heart With heav'nly ardour, grace divine; Nor let thy presence e'er depart, For strength, and life, and death are thine. 6 O teach me the celestial skill, Each awful warning to improve! And, while my days are short'ning still, Prepare me for the joys above! 449. Short Metre. Doddridge. Reflections on the state of our fathers. 1 TT O W swift the torrent rolls, XTX That bears us to the sea! The tide that bears our thoughtless souls To vast eternity! 2 Our fathers, where are they. With all they call'd their own? Their joys and griefs, and hopes and cares, And wealth and honour — gone. 3 There, where the fathers lie, Must all the children dwell; Nor other heritage possess, But such a gloomy cell. and a Future Statt. 381 God of our fathers! hear; Thou everlasting Friend! While we, as on hfe's utmost verge. Our souls to thee commend. Of all the pious dead. May we the footsteps trace, Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before thy face. 450. Long Metre. Doddridge. Our lives in the hand of God* SOV'REIGN of life! before thine eye, Lo, mortal men by thousands die! One glance from thee at once brings down The proudest brow that wears a crown. Banish'd at once from human sight To the dark grave's unchanging night; Imprisoned in that dusty bed, We hide our solitary head. The friendly band no more shall greet; Accents, familiar once, and sweet; No more the well-known features trace, No more renew the fond embrace. 4 Yet if my Father's faithful hand Conduct me through this gloomy land, My soul with pleasure shall obey, And follow where he leads the way. 382 -Life^ Death, Judgment^ 451. Long Metre. Doddridge. The great journey, 1 T> EHOLD the path which mortals treads XJ Down to the regions of the dead! Nor will the fleeting moments stay, Nor can we measure back our way. 2 Our kindred and our friends are gone; Know, O my soul, this doom thy own; Feeble as theirs, thy mortal frame, The same thy way, thy home the same. 3 From vital air, from cheerful light, To the cold grave's perpetual night, From scenes of duty, means of grace. Must I to God's tribunal pass? 4 Awake, my soul! thy way prepare. And lose in this each meaner care; With steady feet that path be trod. Which, thro' the grave, conducts to God. 5 Father! to thee my all I trust; And if my flesh return to dust, 'Tis thy decree, I bless thy hand, And die resign'd at thy command. 452. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. The peace of the grave. i T TOW still and peaceful is the grave! XjL Where, life's vain tumults past, and a Future State. 383 Th*" appointed house, by heav'n's decree, Receives us all at last. 2 The wicked there from troubling cease; There passions rage no more; And there the weary pilgrim rests From all the toils he bore. ^ There rest the prisoners, now released From slav'ry's sad abode; No more they hear th' oppressor's voice, Or dread the tyrant's rod. 4 There, servants, masters, small and great. Partake the same repose; And there, in peace, the ashes mix Of those who once were foes. 5 All levellM by the hand of death, Lie sleeping in the tomb; Till God in judgment call them forth To meet their righteous doom. 453. Long Metre. Doddridge. The wisdom of redeeming time. 1 f~^ OD of eternity! from thee vJT Did infant time his being draw; Moments and days, and months and years, Revolve, by thy unvaried law. 2 Silent and slow they glide away; Steady and strong the current flows; 384 Life^ Death^ Jud^nent^ Lost in eternity's wide sea, The boundless gulf from which it rose. 3 Thoughtless and vain, our mortal race Along the mighty stream are borne On to their everlasting home; That country whence there's no return. 4 Yet, while the shore on either side Presents a gaudy flatt'ring show; We gaze, in fond amusement lost, Nor think to what a world we go. 5 Great Source of wisdom! teach my heart To know the price of ev'ry hour; That time may bear me on to joys. Beyond its measure and its pow'r. 454. Long Metre. The lapse of time improved, 1 O WIFT glide the hours of life away; O So shall our vital pow'rs decay: — Momentous moral to mankind! Deep be it fix'd in evVy mind! 2 Time and its joys will soon be past; But virtue, freedom, truth shall last: Let these inspire the glowing breast; For these alone can make man bless'd. 3 The lessons of the good and wise Let not vain mortals dare despise: And while we view time's silent stream, Q may it be our stcdfast aim — and a Future State. 385 From passion free, and free from strife, 'Midst the tumultuous ills of lire, Still calm, unruffled, and serene. To fill our part in this great scene: — And, while life's sands are running out, Prepar'd, without or fear or doubt, T' obey the mandate from on high, The awful summons — Thou must die! 455. Short Metre. Doddridge. A timely improvement of life. THE swift-declining day. How fast its moments fly! While ev'ning's broad and gloomy shade Spreads o'er the western sky. Ye mortals! mark its pace; Improve the hours of light; And know, your Maker can command An instantaneous night. His word blots out the sun In its meridian blaze. And cuts from smiling vig'rous youth The remnant of its days. On the dark mountain's brow. Your feet shall quickly slide; And from its airy summit dash Your momentary pride. 2K 386 Life^ Deaths Judgmcnty 5 Give glory to the Lord, Who rules the rolling sphere; Submissive at his footstool bow, And seek salvation there. 6 Then shall new lustre break, Thro' horror's darkest gloom, And lead you to unchanging light In a celestial home. 456. Common Metre. Doddridge. The near approach of salvation a motive to diligence* 1 A WAKE, ye saints! and raise your XV eyes, And raise your voices high: Awake, and praise your Maker's love, Which shows salvation nigh. 2 Swift on the wings of time it flies j Each moment brings it near: Then welcome each declining day^ Welcome each closing year! ^ 3 Not many years their round shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand reveal'd To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature! speed your course; Ye mortal pow'rs! decay: Sure as ye bring the night of death, Ye bring eternal day* and a Future State. 387 457. Short Metre. Doddridge. The -watchful christian, 1 "XT' E servants of the Lord! X Each in his office wait, Observant of his heav'nly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame: Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near: Mark the first signal of his hand. And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he. In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 458. Common Metre. Doddridge. Christian xvatchfulness, 1 \ WAKE, my drowsy soul! awake, -ZjL And view the threat'ning scene: Legions of foes encamp around, And treach'ry lurks within. 388 Life^ Deaths yudgment^ 2 *Tis not this mortal life alone These enemies assail; How canst thou hope for future bliss, If their attempts prevail? 3 Now to the work of God awake — Behold thy master near — The various, arduous task pursue With vigour, and with fear. 4 The awful register goes on, Th' account will surely come. And op'ning day, or closing night May bear me to my doom. 5 Tremendous thought! how deep it strikes! Yet like a dream it flies. Till God's own voice the slumbers chase From these deluded eyes. 459. Long Metre. Wesley. The frailty of life^ and the unchangeableness of truth, ,1 'T^HE morning flow'rs display their X sweets. And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noon-day heats, And fearless of the evening cold. 2 Nipt by the wind's unkindly blast, Parch'd by the sdn's directer ray. and a Future State • 389 The momentary glories waste, The short-liv'd beauties die away. 3 So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride and beauty shows; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin rose. 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, Or broke by sickness in a day, The fading glory disappears. The short-liv'd beauties die away. 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, With lustre, brighter far, shall shine. Revive with ever-during bloom. Safe from diseases and decline. 6 Let sickness blast, and death devour, If heav'n must recompense our painsj Perish the grass, and fade the flow'r, If firm the word of God remains. 460. Proper Metre. Watts. Life^ deaths and the resurrection, 1 T^ TERNAL God! how frail is man! X_i How few his hours, how short his span! Short, from the cradle to the grave; 2K^ 390 Ltfe^ Deathy Judgment^ Who can secure his vital breath, Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly, or pow'r to save? 2 But shall it therefore, Lord, be said, The race of man was only made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust? Or if thy servants, day by day. Sink to their graves, and turn to clay, Thou hast no kindness for the just? 3 Hast thou not given to thy Son An endless life, a heav'nly crown? Why then should flesh and sense despair? For ever blessed be the Lord, That we can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord! Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, and pain. Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat their loud Amen, 461. Long Metre. Merrick. Death and the resurrection, 1 "XTE nations, hear! ye sons of earth, jL Of highest or obscurest birth! Ye who from wealth's full board are fed, And ye who eat with toil your bread! and a Future State, 391 2 Cease, mortals, cease your pride, nor dream That riches shall from death redeem: In vain v^^-uld friendship's zeal essay The full equivalent to pay. 3 For man, with erring pride elate, And high in povv'r, in honour great, Shares with the brute an equal doom, And sleeps forgotten in the tomb. 4 Together now behold them laid. As sheep, when night extends her shade; While death within the vaulted rock, Stern shepherd, guards the slumb'ring flock. 5 Ye just, exulting, lift your eyes; Behold the promis'd >iiorn arise, That bids you, o'er each haughty foe Exalted, endless triumphs know. 6 My soul, amidst your happy train. The wish'd redemption shall obtain; By God adopted, death shall brave, And mock the disappointed grave. 4G2. Long Metre. Merrick. Hope of a resurrection, 1 -pATHER of all! my soul defend, JL On thee my stedfast hopes depend; Thee let me bless, the faithful guide, Whose counsels o'er my life preside. 2 Though to the grave I must descend, (For thus has heav'n's high wdl ordain'd) 392 Life:, Deaths judgment ^ Yet hope e'en there, my constant guest, Shall smooth the pillow of my rest. 3 Though death awhile reign o'er my frame, Thou from the grave my life wilt claim; And to my eyes, in full survey, The op'ning paths of life display. 4 Those paths that to thy presence bear; For plenitude of bliss is there; And pleasure's streams, unmix'd with woe, At thy right hand for ever flow. 463. Long Metre. Watts. The same subject. 1 TV /r Y faith and hope in God are strong, J.VA If with his gracious presence blest: Bf glad, my heart! rejoice, my tongue! My dying flesh in hope shall rest. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God! thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey. Shake off" the dust, and rise on high; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to the throne above the sky. and a Future State, 393 464. Common Metre. Edinburgh Collection. The vegetable creation an emblem of the resur- rection of man. 1 A LL nature dies, and lives again: JlV. The flow'r that paints the field, The trees that cro^vn the nsouniain's brow, And boughs and blossoms yield; 2 Resign the honours of their form At winter's stormy blast; And leave the naked, leafless plain A desolated waste. 3 Yet soon reviving plants and flow'rs Anew shall deck the plain; The woods shall hear the voice of spring, And flourish green again. 4 So to the dreary grave consign'd, Man sleeps in death's dark gloom, Until th' eternal morning wake The slumbers of the tomb. 5 O may the grave become to me The bed of peaceful rest; Whence I shall gladly rise at length. And mingle with the blest! 6 Cheer'd by this hope, with patient mind I'll wait heav'n*s high decree; Till the appointed period come When death shall set me free. 394 Life^ Death^ Judgment, 465. Common Metre. Watts. Triumph over death, 1 r^ RE AT God! I own thy sentence just, vT 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: Since God, my Father, ever lives, And my Redeemer comes. 3 The mighty conqu'ror shall appear, High on a royal seat; And death, the last of all his foes, Lie vanquish'd at his feet. 466. Common Metre. Mrs. SteeEe. Victory over death through Christ. 1 T T T H E N death appears before my sight V V In all his dire array, Unequal to the dreadful fight. My courage dies away. 2 How shall I meet this potent foe. Whose frown my soul alarms? Dark horror sits upon his brow, And vict'ry waits his arms. and a Future State, 395 3 But see, my glorious leader nigh! Jesus my saviour lives; Before him death's pale terrors fly, And my faint heart revives. 4 O God! be thou my sure defence, My guard for ever near; And faith shall triumph over sense, And never yield to fear. O may I meet the dreadful hour, With fortitude divine! Sustain'd by thy almighty pow'r. The conquest must be mine. 467. Long Metre. Watts. A happy resurrection. 1 *VT O, I'll repine at death no more, X^ But, calm and cheerful, will resign To the cold dungeon of the grave. These dying, with'ring limbs of mine. 2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh, And crumble all my bones to dust: My God shall raise my frame anew At the revival of the just. 3 Break, sacred morning! through the skies, And usher in that glorious day: Come quickly. Lord! cut short the hours! Thy ling'ring wheels, how long they stay' 4 O! haste upon the wings of love, Rouse all the pious sleeping clay, 396 Life^ Deaths Jud^menty j That we may join in heav'nly joys, And sing the glories of the day. 468. Long Metre. Merrick. God the supreme judge, 1 /^ TELL to all whom earth sustains, V>/ O tell them that Jehovah reigns; That all who issue from its womb. Shall hear 'from him th' unerring doom. 2 Exult, ye heav'ns! exult, O earth! And, partner in the sacred mirth, Let ocean in its fulness rise. And thunder to the distant skies. 3 Rich ill his gifts, ye fields, rejoice; While in his pruisc the woods their voice Exalt, and hail with lowly nod The presence of th' approaching God. 4 He comes, in awful pomp array'd. He comes, to judge the world he made: Truth shall with him the cause decide, And equity his sentence guide. 469. Common Metre. Doddridge. Death and judgment, 1 TTEAV'N has confirm'd the great de- X X cree. That Adam's race must die: and a Future State* 397 One gen'ral ruin sweeps them down, And low in dust they lie. 3 Ye living men, the tomb survey, Where you must quickly dwell; Hark, how the awful summons sounds In ev'ry fun'ral knell! 3 Once you must die, and once for all; The solemn purport weigh; For know, that heav'n and hell are hung On that important day. 4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd, Must wake, the judgf to see. And ev'ry word, and ev'ry thought, Must pass his scrutiny. 5 O may I, in the judge, behold My Saviour and my friend; And, far beyond the reach of death, With all his saints ascend. 470. Long Metre. Merrick. The just judgment of God. 1 'T^HE Lord, th' 'Almighty Monarch, JL spake. And bade the earth the summons take; Far as his eye the realms survey Of rising and declining day. 3L 398 Life^ Deaths Judgment^ 2 Reveal'd from Zion's sacred bound, The seat with matchless beauty crown'd. Our God his course shall downward bend. Nor silent to his work descend. 3 Heav'n from above shall hear his call. And thou, the vast terrestrial ball! While man's whole race their judge shall meet. In countless throngs, before his seat. 4 Th' applauding heav'ns the changeless doom. While God the balance shall assume, In full memorial shall record. And own the justice of their Lord. 471. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject. 1 'THHE God of glory sends his summons X forth. Calls the south nations, and awakes the north: From east to west his sovereign orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead. The trumpet sounds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. and a Fnture State. 399 2 No more shall atheists mock his long de- lay, His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day! Behold the Judge descends! his guards are nigh; Tempest and fire attend him down the sky. When God appears, all nature shall adore him: While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 3 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Awake before this dreadful morning rise: Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works amend, Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend: Then join the saints, wake ev'ry cheerful passion; When Christ returns, he comes for your saivaticH. 472. Long Metre. Watts. Hypocrisy detected and exposed. 1 'T^HE Lord, the Judge, his churches X warns; Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hopes in rites and forms, But make not faith and love their care. 400 Life^ Deaths "Judgment^ 2 They dare rehearse his awful name With lips of falsehood and deceit; A friend or brother they defame, And sooth and flatter those they hate. 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, Yet dare to seek their Maker's face; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 And, while his judgments long delay, They grow secure and sin the more; They think he sleeps as well as they, And put far off the evil hour. 5 O dreadful hour, when God draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes! Anguish their guilty souls shall tear. And no deliv'rer dare to rise. 473. Proper Metre. Doddridge. The transitory nature of the world, 1 QPR'NG up, my soul, with ardent O flight. Nor let this earth delude thy sight With glitt'ring trifles, gay and vain: Wisd'.m divine directs thy view To objects ever grand and new. And faith displays the shining train. and a Future State, 401 2 Be dead, my hopes, to all below; Nor let unbounded torrents flow, Whtn mourning o'tr my wither'd joys: So chis deceitful world is known; Posscsi-'d, I call it not mine own, Nor glory in its painted toys. 3 The empty pageant rolls along; The giddy, inexperienc'd throng Pursue it with enchanted eyes: It passeth in swift 'narch away, Still more and more its charms decay. Till the last gaudy colour dies. 4< My God! to thee my soul shall turn; For thee my noblest passions burn. And drink in bliss from thee alone; I fix on that unchanging home, Where never-fading pleasures bloom. Fresh-springing round thy radiant throne. 474. Common Metre. Watts. The end of the world, 1 T X 7HY should this earth delight us so? V V Why should we fix our eyes On these low grounds, where sorrows grow, And ev'ry pleasure dies? 2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares. Our comforts to devour, 2L2 402 Life, Deaths Judgment^ There is a land above the stars, And joys above his pow'r. 3 Nature shall be dissolv'd and diei The sun must end his race; The earth and sea for ever fly Before my Maker's face. 4 When will that glorious morning rise. When the last trumpet's sound Shall call the nations to the skies. From underneath the ground? 475. Long Metre. Watts. The hope of the christian. 1 T^THAT 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! I shall be near, and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of ihe soul. 4 M\ flesh shall slu.i*ber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; and a Future State. 403 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. 476. Long Metre. Browne. Seeking the things above, 1 'TnO heav'n, my longing soul! aspire, X And soar aloft with strong desire; Here choose thy lot, here fix thy rest, And aim for ever to be blest. 2 Still keep yon blissful world in viefw, And close the glorious chase pursue; The way leads up to rest above, Through paths of purity and love. 3 This track pursue with ardent zeal; Each lust subdue, each foe repel; Siill stretch thy wings, and upward rise; Eternal glory is the prize. 477. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. The christian's inheritance, \ XT' E hui^^ble souls, complain no more, 1 Let faith survey your future store; How happy, how divinely blest. The sacred words of truth attest. 2 When conscious grief laments sincere, And pours the penitential tear; 404 Xi/>, Death^ Judgment^ Hope points to your dejected eyes A bright reversion in the skies. 3 In vain the sons of wealth and pride Despise your lot, your hopes deride; In vain they boast their little stores; Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours: 4 A kingdom of immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy unite, Where undeclining pleasures rise. And ev'ry wish hath full supplies; 5 A kingdom which can ne'er decay, Tho' time sweep earthly thrones away; The state which power and truth sustain, Unmov'd forever must remain. 6 Great God! to thee we breathe our prayV; If thou confirm our interest there; Enroll'd among thy happy poor. Our largest wishes ask no more. 478. Common Metre. Butcher. The same subjects 1 "T "\ 7ITH transport. Lord! we view the V V page Where all thy mercies shine; And joy to tell the rising age What boundless grace is thine. 2 The world, with all its shifting schemes, Time, with its fleeting hours, and a Future State, 405 i Life, with its gay and flattVing dreams, I; Its hopes and fears, is ours. 3 Death, also, at our Father's word, Lays all his terrors bv; Gently divides the " silver cord,'* And calls us to the sky. 4 Fain would our hearts a tribute bring Before our Father's throne; A tribute worthy of our King, Whose mercies are unknown. 479. Common Metre. Watts. Hope of heaven from the resurrection of Christ* 1 "O LESS'D be the everlasting God, Jl3 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, A.nd caird him to the sky; He gave our souls a lively hope. That they should never die. 3 What though the frame of man requires That he should see the dust; Since Christ our pledge and pattern rose, So all his followers must. 4 There's an inheritance divine, Reserv'd against that day; 406 Zi/e, Deaths Judgment^ 'Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd, And cannot fade away. , 5 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept, I Till this salvation comr ; We walk by faith, as strangers here, Till he shall call us home. 480. Long Metre. Bowden. The happiness of heaven* 1 T? ROM this world's joys, and senseless jL mirth, O come, my soul! in haste retire; Assume the grandeur of thy birth, And to thy native heav'n aspire. 2 Here's nought below deserves delay. Nought that can bribe thy swift remove; No solid ground thy hopes to stay, Nor worthy object of thy love. 3 'Tis heav'n alone can make thee blest, Can ev'ry wish and want supply; Thy joy, thy crown, thy endless rest, Are all above the lofty sky. 4 There dwells the sov'reign Lord of all, The God that all the worlds adore; With wh(jm is bliss that cannot pall, And joys that last for evermore. and a Future State, 407 481. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. The same subject, 1 Tj^ AR from these narrow scenes of night, X Unbounded glories rise; And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair distant land! could mortal eyes Bat half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more! 3 There pain and sickness never come; There grief no more complains; Health triumphs in immortal bloom, And purest pleasure reigns. 4 No malice, strife, or envy there The sons of peace molest; But harmony, and love sincere, Fill ev'ry happy breast. 5 No cloud those blissful regions know, For ever bright and fair; For sin, the source of mortal woe. Can never enter there. 6 There, no alternate night is known, Nor sun's faint sickly ray; But glory, from th' eternal throne, Spreads everlasting day. 7 O! may this heav'nly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love; 408 Life^ Deaths Judgment^ May lively faith and strong desire Bear ev'ry thought above. 482. Common Metre. Watts. A prospect of heaven, 1 nnHERE is a land of pure delight, X Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There, everlasting spring abides, And never-with'ring flow'rs; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jurdan roll'd between. 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shiv'ring, on the brink, And fear to launch away: 5 O! could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise. And view the Canaan that we love With unbeclouded eyes! 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the prospect o'er, and a Future State, 409 Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 483. Proper Metre. Rippon's Tune Book. The same subject, 1 /^ N wings of faith, mount up my soul, V^ and rise, View thine inheritance beyond the skies: Nor heart can think nor mortal tongue can tell, What endless pleasures in those mansions dwell: Here our Redeemer lives, all bright and glo- rious. O'er sin and death and hell he reigns vic- torious. 2 Nognawinggrief,no sad heart-rending pain In that blest country can admission gain; No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear. For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear. Here our Redeemer lives, &c. 3 Before the throne a crystal river glides. Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides: Here the fair tree of life majestic rears Its blooming head, and sov'reign virtue bears. Here our Redeemer lives, &c. 2M 410 Zi/>, Deaths Judgment^ 484. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Hope of immortality, 1 'T^HOSE happy realms of joy and peac< Jl Fain would my heart explore; Where grief and pain for ever cease. And I shall sin no more. 2 No darkness there shall cloud the eyes, No languor seize the frame; But ever active vigour rise To feed the vital flame. 3 But ah! a dreary vale between, Extends its awful gloom: Fear spreads, to hide the distant scene, The horrors of the tomb. 4 O for the eye of faith divine To pierce beyond the grave! To see that friend, and call him mine, Whose arm is strong to save! 5 Here fix, my soul! for life is here; Light breaks amid the gloom; Trust in Jehovah's love, nor fear The horrors of the tomb. 485. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Longing for immortality, 1 TMPERFECT creatures of a day,^ X With sins, and griefs, and pains o press'd, and a Future State, 41 1 We sigh the ling'ring hours away, And wish, and long to be releasM. 2 Nor is it liberty alone, Which prompts our restless ardent sighs; For immortality we groan, For robes and mansions in the skies: 3 Eternal mansions! bright array! O blest exchange! transporting thought! Free from th' approaches of decay, Or the least shadow of a spot. 4 There shall mortality no more Its wide-extended empire boast; Forgotten all its dreadful pow'r, In life's unbounded ocean lost. 486. Common Metre. Doddridge. God the everlasting light of good men. 1 XTE golden lamps of heav'n! farewell, X Wuh all your feeble light: Farewell, thou ever-changing moon, Pale empress of the night! 2 And thou, refulgent orb of day. In brighter flames array'd! My soul, which springs beyond thy sphere, No more demands thine aid. 3 Ye stars are but the shining dust Of my divine abode, 41^ Lifej Death, Judgmenty The pavement of those heav'nly courts^ Where I shall reign with God. 4 The Father of eternal light Shall there his beams display; Nor shall one moment's darkness mix With that unvary'd day. 5 No more the drops of piercing grief Shall swell into mine eyes; Nor the meridian sun decline, Amidst those brighter skies. 6 There all the millions of his saints Shall in one song unite; And each the bliss of all shall share With infinite delight. 487. Common Metre. Watts, The communion of saints, 1 "^fOT to the terrors of the Lord, X^ rhe tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word. Which God on Sinai spoke: 2 But we are come to Zion'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! and a Future State. 413 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 heav'nl And God, the judge of all, declares Their num'rous sins forgiv'n. 5 The saints on earth, and all the dead, But one communion make; All join in Christ, their living head. And heav'nly joys partake. 488. Long Metre. Butcher. The final congregation of good characters, 1 T7 ROM north and south, from east and A west, Advance the myriads of the blest: From ev'ry clime of earth they come, And find in heav'n a common home. 2 In one immortal throng we view Pagan and Christian, Greek and Jew; But all their doubts and darkness o'er, One only God they now adore. ;3 Howe'er divided here below, One bliss, one spirit now they know; Though some ne'er heard of Jesus' name, Yet God admits their honest claim. 2M2 414 Life^ Deaths Judgment^ £s?c. 4 On earth, according to their light, They aim'd to practise what was right, Hence all their errors are forgiv'n, And Jesus welcomes them to heav'n. 5 See, how along th' immortal meads, His glorious host the Saviour leads! And brings the myriads none can count. To seats of joy on Zion's mount! PART XV. Particular Occasions, 489. Long Metre. Doddridge. On opening a new place of worship. 1 A ND will the great Eternal God -/jL On earth establish his abode? And will he from his radiant throne Regard our temples as his own? 2 We bring the tribute of our praise; And sing that condescending grace, Which to our notes will lend an ear, And call us sinful mortals near. 3 Our Father's watchful care we bless, Which guards our house of pray'r in peace, That no tumultuous foes invade. To fill the worshippers with dread. 4 These walls we to thy honour raise j Long may they echo with thy praise; And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 5 And in the great decisive day. When God the nations shall survey, 416 Particular Occasions, May it before the world appear, That crowds were born to glory here. 490. Common Metre. Original. The same subject, 1 r^ REATEST of beings! Source of good! vJ" We bow before thy throne, Which from eternity hath stood, And worship 1 hee alone. 2 No bounds thy high perfections know, But fill creation wide; And wilt thou visit men below? Wilt thou on earth abide? 3 Wilt thou vouchsafe ihy presence here? And shed propitious rays, While with united hands we rear An altar to thy praise? 4 Here, then, in ev'ry heart be found The dwelling of thy choice; And here be heard that sweetest sound, The cheerful, thankful voice. 5 While life eternal all pursue, Here may the wav be shown, To know thyself, God only true, And Christ thy chosen Son. $ Here may the mind, while sunk in woes, And comfort long delays. On mercy's gentle breast repo?e, And change its sighs for pr^se. Particular Occasions'. 4 1 T 7 May love, with sweet resistless force, Compel her guests to come; Arrest the sinner's downward course And call the wand'rer home. 8 Here be the solemn witness giv'n,* Hence be it spread abroad; " There's none like thee in earth or heav'n, *' The Lord alone is God." 491. Common Metre. Salisbury Collection. A baptismal hymn, COME," the great Redeemer cries, To do thy will, O Lord!" At Jordan's flood, behold! he seals The sure prophetic word. " Thus it becomes us to fulfil All righteousness," he said; He spake obedient, and beneath The yielding wave was laid. Hark! a glad voice; the Father speaks, From Heav'n's exalted height; '*This is my Son, my well-belov'd, My joy, my chief delight." 14 Jesus, the Saviour, well belov'd! His nanie we will profess, ! • Joshua xxii. 24. The children of Reuben, and the children of Gad, called the altar Ed; for it shall be a •mtnems between us, that the Lord is God. I 416 Particular Occasions, Like him, desirous to fulfil Each law of righteousness. 5 No more we'll count ourselves our own, But his in bonds of love; O! may such bonds for ever draw Our souls to things above, [FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER.] 492. Long Metre. Watts. Institution of the Lord^s supper. 1 'nnWAS on that dreadful, doleful X night, When the whole pow'r of darkness rose 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 thro' all his actions ran! What wondrous 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 cov'nant in my blood." 4 " Meet at my table, and record Thr" love of your departed Lord; Do this," he cried, " till time shall end. In mem'ry of your dying friend." Particular Occasions, 419 493. Long Metre. Enfield's Selection. Celebration of the Lord's supper, • 1 ^ I ^HIS feast was Jesus* high behest, X This cup of thanks his last request; Ye, who can feel his worih, attend. Eat, drink, in mem'ry of your friend. 2 Around the patriot's bust ye throng, Him ye exalt in swelling song; For him the wreath of glory bind, Who freed from vassalage his kind. ^3 And shall not he your praises reap. Who rescues from the iron sleep? The great deliverer, whose breath Unbinds the captives cv'n of death? 4 Shall he who, fellow-men to save, Became a tenant of the grave, Unthank'd, uncelebrated, rise? Pass unremember'd to the skies? 5 Christians! unite with loud acclaim, To hymn the Saviour's welcome name; On earth extol his wondrous love; Repeat his praise in worlds above. 494. Long Metre. Exeter Collection. The love of Christ. 1 T ^THEN in obedience to their Lord, V V His followers meet around his board, 420 Particular Occasions, i His love may well employ the song, And dwell with praises on the tongue. 2 He lov'd mankind — their welfare sought. In all he did, in all he taught; Their present peace, their future joy, His whole concern, his life's employ. 3 Where deep distress prolongs the sigh, Behold the tender Jesus nigh; He heals the sick, restores the blind, Soothes and consoles the drooping mind* 4 What love, what kindness, from his tongue Invite the willing soul to come To hear his gospel, learn the way Which leads, thro' death, to endless day. 5 And shall we fail to love his name, Who thus to teach and save us came, To show his Father's love to man: And died to seal the gracious plan? 6 While life shall last, O! let us prove Our grateful rev'rence and our love; In deed and thought, thro' ev'ry day, His Father's holy will obey. 495. Short Metre. Watts. The communion, 1 T ESUS invites his saints J To meet around his board; Here may his people sit, and hold Communion with their Lord. Particular Occasions. 421 Here we show forth his love, Which spake in ev'ry breath, Prompted each action of his life, And triumph'd in his death. Our heav'nly Father calls Christ and his members one; We are the children of his love, And he the first-born son. One faith, one hope, one Lord, One God alone we know; Brethren we are; let ev'ry heart With kind affections glow. Let all our powVs be join'd Our Father's name to raise; Let gratitude fill evVy mind. And ev'ry voice be praise. 496. Long Metre. Watts. For the hordes supper, HOW rich are thy provisions. Lord, Thy table furnish'd from above! The fruits of life o'erspread the board, The cup o'erflows with heav'nly love. 2 Thine ancient family, the Jews, Were first invited to the feast: We humbly take what they refuse; And Gentiles thy salvation taste. 3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, And fling their scandals on thy cause; 2 N 422 Particular Occasions. We come to boast our Saviour's name, And make our triumphs in his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, He that was dead has left his tomb; He lives above their utmost rage; And we are waiting till he come. 5 While he is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare for us a place. That we may dwell in heav'nly light, And live for ever near his face. 497. Common Metre. Birmingham Coll. Brotherly kindness from the precept and ex* ample of Christ, 1 'VT'E foUVers of the prince of peace, i Who round his table draw! Rt member what his spirit was, What his peculiar law. S The love which all his bosom fiU'd, Did all his actions guide; Inspir'd by love, he liv'd and taught; Inspired by love, he dy'd. 3 And do you love him? do you feel Your warm affections move? This is the proof which he demands. That you each other love, 4 Let each the sacred law fulfil; Like his be ev'ry mind; Be ev'ry temper form'd by love, And ev'ry action kind. Particular Occasions. 423 5 Let none who call themselves his friends, Disgrace the honourM name; But by a near resemblance prove The title which they claim. 498. Proper Metre. Exeter Collection. Desires after Christian obedience* !l *T7ROM the table now retiring, A Which for us the Lord hath spread, May our souls, refreshment finding. Grow in all things like nur Head. 32 His example by beholding, May our lives his imag- bear; Him our Lord and master calling, His commands may we revere. i>3 Love to God and man displaying, Walking stedfast in his way: Joy attend us in believing; Peace from God thro' endless day. 499. Common Metre. Watts. Conclusion of the Lord's supper, il T)irY the nations, O our God! X^ Constrain the earth to come; Send thv victorious word abroad. And hring the strangers home. We long to see thy churches full, That all thy chosen race 424 Particular Occasions. May, with one voice and heart and soul, ^ Sing thy redeeming grace. [FOR CHARITABLE OCCASIONS.] 500. Long Metre. Watts. Compassion to the afficted, 1 T> LES r is the man whose heart is kind, XJ And melts with pity to the poori Who, with a sympathizing mind, Feels what his fellowr-men endure. 2 His heart contrives, for their relief, More good than his own hand can do; He, in the time of gen'ral grief. Shall find the Lord hath pity too. 3 This man shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head. Though sword, or pestilence, or dearth, Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or, if with mortal sufferings try'd, Suff'rings shall all his soul refine; Sweet hope his refuge shall provide. And minister a bliss divine. 501. Long Metre. Watts. The blessings of the pious and charitable. 1 nnHRICE happy man, who fears the JL Lord, Loves his commands, and trusts his word! Particular Occasions* 425 Honour and peace bis days attend, And blessings to his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind; To works of mercy still inclin'd: He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them, not to be repaid. 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread That fill his neighbours round with dread, His heart is arm'd against the fear; For God with all his pow'r is there. 4 His soul, well fix'd upon the Lord, Draws heav'nly courage from his word: Amidst the darkness light shall rise. To cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 5 He haih dispers'd his alms abroad; His works are still before his God: His name on earth shall long remain, Nor shall his future hopes be vain. 502. Proper Metre. Watts. The same subject. 1 ^ I ^HAT man is blest who stands in awe X Of God, and loves his sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowuM; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury. And with successive honours crown'd. 2N 2 428 Particular Occasions, 2 His libVal favours he extends. To some he gives, to others lends; A gen'rous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs, And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, v/hile they his alms bestow'd, His glory's future harvest sovv'd: The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4 Beset with threat'ning dangers round, Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground; His conscience bears his courage up: The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night. And sees in darkness beams of hope. 503. Common Metre. Kiddermixstei^ Collec. Hymn for charity children, 1 O EE the kind shepherd, Jesus, stands, Ik3 And calls his sheep by name; Gathers the feeble in his arms, And feeds the tender lamb. 2 He'll lead us to the heav'niy streams, Wl^ere living waters flow; And guide us to the fruitful fields, Where trees of knowledge grow. Particular Occasions, 427 3 When, wand'ring from the fold, we leave The straight and narrow way, Our faithful shepherd still is near, To guide us when we stray. 4 The feeblest lamb amidst the flock Shall be its shepherd's care; While folded in our Saviour's arms, We're safe from ev'ry snare. 504. Proper Metre. Broadmead Collection. Another, 1 r^ LORY to our heav'nly King! xJT Bounteous Parent! thee we sing: Gratitude the strain inspires. Humble hopes, sincere desires. Thee we sing, with loud acclaim, Praising thy all-glorious name. 2 God of glory! God of love! Lord of all the worlds above! Thee we bless for daily food, Thee we bless for ev'ry good. Thee we sing, &c. 3 More than all, we praise thee. Lord! For the blessings of thy word, For the tidings Jesus brought, For the precepts Jesus taught. Thee we sing, &c. 4 Gracious Father; heav'nh King! Feeble lips presume to sing; 428 Particular Occasions.. Infant voices humbly raise Grateful, fervent songs of praise. Thee we sing, &c. [FOR THE NEW YEAR.] 505. Proper Metre Doddridge. For Nexv Tear''s day, 1 T T OUSE of our God, with cheerful an- X~l thems ring, While all our lips and hearts his graces sing; The op'ning year his bounties shall pro- claim, And all its days be vocal with his name. The Lord is good, his mercy never-ending, His blessings in perpetual show'rs descending. 2 Thou earth, enlightened by his rays divine, Pregnant with grass and corn and oil and wine; Crown'd with his goodness, let thy nations meet. And lay their crowns at his paternal feet; With grattful love, that lib'ral hand confess- ing, Which thro' each heart diffuseth ev'ry bless- ing. 3 His mercy never ends; the dawn, the shade, Still see new beauties thro' new scenes dis- play'd; Succeeding ages bless this sure abode, And children lean upon their fathers' God. Particular Occasions, 42^ The soul of man, thro' its imm ' nse duration. Drinks from this source, immortal consolation. 4 Burst into praise, my soul!. all nature, join; Angels and men, in harmony cooib'nt-: While human years are measur'd by the sun, And while ete.nity its course shall run, His goodness in perpetual show'rs descending, Exalt in songs and raptures never-ending. 506. Long Metre. Doddridge. The possibility of dying this year, 1 f^ OD of our lives! thy constant care yjX With blessings crowns each op'ning year; These lives, so frail, dost thou prolong, And wake anew our annual song. 2 How many precious souls are fled To the dark regions of the dead, Since, from this day, the changing sun Through his last yearly course has run! 3 We vet survive; but who can say. Or through the year, or month, or day, ■r I shall retain my vital breath. Thus far at least in league with death? 4 That breath is thine. Eternal God; Thine to determine our abode; W^e hold our lives from thee alone, On earth or in the world unknown. 430 Particular Occasions, 5 To thee we all our pow'rs resign; Make us and own us still as thine; Then shall we smile, secure from fear, Though death should hlast the rising year. 6 Thy children, eager to be gone, Bid time's impetuous tide roll on. And land them on that blooming shore. Where years and death are known no more. 507. Long Metre. John Taylor. Sun! stand thou stilh 1 T T THEN Isr'el's tribes on Gibeon VV pour'd. The son of Nun unsheath'd his sword; He bade the sun retard his way. And lengthen the victorious day. 2 Thus when tumultuous passions rise, And fame, or pleasure, lures our eyes, Or, bent on virtue's path sublime, — We chide the swift-wing'd foot of time: 3 In vain we war with nature's force; Time's rapid car pursues its course; Nor virtue's, nor ambition's pow'r Can stop the swiftly-moving hour. 4 The gay and great, the good and just Alike are journeying to the dust: Then haste, the ract. of virtue run, Nor blame the quick revolving sun. Particular Occasions. 43 1 $ Bright orb, roll on o'er heavVs wide face; Why should our wishes check thy pace? Why should we grudge the passing hour, Which bears us to the friendly shore? 6 Days, months and years, your rounds fulfil; Witness our virtuous efforts still: Nor let one vagrant day pass by, Unbless'd by reason's victory. 508. Long Metre. John Taylor. And all the days of Methuselah were nine hun- dred^ sixty and nine years^ and he died, 1 T IKE shadows gliding o'er the plain, 1 A Or clouds that roll successive on, Man's busy generations pass, And while we gaze, their forms are gone. 2 Vain was the boast of lengthen'd years; The patriarch's full maturity; 'Twas but a larger drop to swell The ocean of eternity. 5 " He liv'd, — he died;" behold the sum, The abstract of th' historian's page! Alike, in God's all-seeing eye, The infant's day, the patriarch's age. 4 O Father! in whose mighty hand, The boundless years and ages lie; 432 Particular Occasions. Teach us thy boon of life to prize, And use the monienis as they fly; 5 To crowd the narrow span of life With wise designs and virtuous deeds: So shall we wake from death's dark night, To share the glory that succeeds. 509. Long Metre. Doddridge. God our helper. MY helper God! I bless his namej The same his pow'r, his grace the same: The tokens of his friendly care Open, and crown, and close the year. I 'midst ten thousand dangers stand. Supported by his guardian hand; And see, when I survey my ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. Thus far his arm hath led me on; Thus far I make his mercy known; And, while I tread this desert land. New blessings shall new songs demand. My grateful soul, on Jordan's shore, Shall raise one sacred pillar more: And bear, in his bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love. Particular Occasions. 433 510. Long Metre. Doddridge. Help obtained of God. 1 /^ REAT God! we sing that mighty hand vT By which supported, still we stand: The op'ning year thy mercy shows; That mercy crowns 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. Thou art our joy, and thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, AdorM through all our changing days. 5 Though death shall interrupt these songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our helper God, in whom we trust, We'll through eternal ages boast. R 511. Common Metre. Doddridge. Rejlections on our waste of years, EM ARK, my soul, the narrow bounds Of the revolving year; 2 O 434 Particular Occasions* How swift the weeks complete their rounds! How short the months appearl 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet like an idle tale we pass The swift advancing year; ^ And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Waken, O God! my trifling heart, Its great concern to see; That I may act the christian part, And give the year to thee. 5 Thus shall their course more grateful prove If future years arise; And bear me, swift as time can move, To joy that never dies. [FUNERAL OCCASIONS.] 512. Common Metre. Watts. A funeral thoughu ARK! from the tombs an awful sound! My ears attend the cry: Ye living men! come view the ground, Where you must shortly lie." ■H Particular Occasions, 435 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your tow'rs! The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head. Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure? Still walking downward to the tomb, And yet prepare no more? 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace, To raise our thoughts on high; That we may end this mortal race, And see salvation nigh. 513. Common Metre. Watts. Meditation on death, 1 "\/rY thoughts, that oft ascend the skies, XV JL Come, search the dust beneath, Where nature all in ruin lies, And owns the pow'r of death. ' 2 See, how the tyrant triumphs here! His trophies scatter'd round! What heaps of mouldVing bones appear Through all the hollow ground! 3 Soon must we leave the banks of life. And try death's doubtful sea; Vain are our groans, and vain the strife To gain a moment's stay. 4 Soon shall some friend let fall the tear O'er our cold limbs, and say — 436 Particular Occasions. " Once they were strong as mine appear, And mine must be as they." 5 Thus shall our lifeless members teach What now our senses learn; For dust and ashes loudly preach Man's first and great concern. 514. Common Metre. Watts. Death of kindred improved. 1 1\ /T UST friends and kindred droop and IVl die, And helpers be withdrawn, While sorrow, with a weeping eye, Counts up our comforts gnne? 2 Be thou our comfort, mightv God! Our helper and our friend: Nor leave us in this dang'rous road, Till all our trials end. 3 O may our feet pursue the way Our pious fathers led; While love and holy zeal obey The counsels of the dead. 4 Let us be wean'd from earthly joys. Let hope our grief dispel; The dead in Jesus shall arise, In endless bliss to dwell. Particular Occasions. 437 515. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. 0?! the death of a parent. 1 nnHO' nature's voice you must obey, A Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow, That hand, which takes your joys away, That sov'reign hand can heal your woe. 2 And while your mournful thoughts deplore The parent gone, remov'd the friend! With heart resign'd, His grace adore. On whom your nobler hopes depend. 3 Does he not bid his children come Through death's dark shades, to realms of light? Yet, when he calls them to their home. Shall fond survivors mourn their flight? 4 His word — here let your soul rely— Immortal consolation gives: Your heav'nly Father cannot die, Th' eternal Friend for ever lives. 5 O be that best of friends your trust, On his almighty arm recline; He, when your comforts sink in dust, Can give vou blessings more divine* 2 O 2 ' 438 Particular Occasions* 516. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. On the death of a young person, 1 "f ^THEN blooming youth is snatch'd V V away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r — I too must die- Sink deep in ev'ry breast. 3 Let this vain world delude no more; Behold the gaping tomb; It bids us seize the present hour, To-morrow death may come. 4 The voice of this alarming scene May ev'ry heart obey; Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. 517. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. On the death of a child. 1 T IFE is a span, a fleeting hour; JL< How soon the vapour flies! Man is a tender transient flow'r, That ev'n in blooming dies. Particular Occasions. 439 2 Death sprf-ads like winter's frozen arms, And beauty smiles no more: Ah! xvhfre arc now those rising charms Which plcasM our eyes before? fi3 The once lov'd for^n, now cold and dead. Each mournful thought employs; And nature weeps her comforts fled, And wither'd all her joys. 4 But wait the interposing gloom, And lo! — stern winter flics; And, drtst in beauty's fairest bloom. The flow'ry tribes arise. 5 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time. When what we now deplore. Shall rise in full immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 6 Then cease, foad nature! cease thy tears: Religion points on high; There everlasting spring appears. And joys that cannot die. 518. Common Metre. Doddridge. Comfort for parents on the loss of children. 1 "VTE mourning saints, whose streaming X tears Flow o'er your children dead! Say not in transports of despair That all your hopes are fled. 440 Particular Occasions, 2 While, cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie. Rise, and with joy and rev'rence view A heav'nly Parent nigh. 3 Though, your young branches torn away, Like withered trunks ye stand. With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, Touch'd by the Almighty's hand. 4 " I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, " In my own house a place; No names of daughters and of sons Could yield so high a grace." 5 " Transient and vain is ev'ry hope A rising race can give; In endless honour and delight, My children all shall live." 6 We welcome, Lord! those rising tears Through which thy face we see, And bless those wounds which thro' our hearts. Prepare a way for thee. 519. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. Hope in the death of friends, 1 T 71 7HILE to the grave our friends are V V borne. Around their cold remains How all the tender passions mourn, And each fond heart complains! Particular Occasions, 441 2 But down to earth, alas! in vain We bend our weeping eyes: Ah! let us leave these seats of pain, And upwards learn to rise. 3 Hope cheerful smiles anf^id the gloom, And beams a healing ray; And guides us, from the darksome tomb, To realms of endless day. 4 To those bright courts, when hope ascends. She calms the swelling woe; In hope we meet our happy friends, And tears forget to flow. 5 Then let our hearts repine no more, That earthlv comfort dies; But lasting happiness explore, And ask it from the skies. 520. Long Metre. Salisbury Collection. A funeral hymn, 1 '"¥ "^HE God of love will sure indulge X The flowing teai, the heaving sigh. When righteous persons fall around^ When tender friends and kindred die. 2 Yet net one anxious murm'ring thought Should with our mournirig passions blend; Nor should our l^/leedinp; h«"arts forget Th' almighty ever-living Friend. 442 Particular Occasions, 3 Parent, Protector, Guardian, Guide! Thou art each tender name in one; On thee we cast our evVy care, And comfort seek from thee alone. 4 Our Father God! to thee we look, Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend! And on thy graciou*? love and truth Our sinking souls shall still depend. 521. Common Metre. Watts. The funeral of a Christian, S 1 T 7[ 7 H Y do we mourn departing friends, V V Or shake at death's alarms? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, To call them to his arms. * 2 The graves of all his saints he bless'd, And soften'd ev'ry bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying head? 3 Thence he arose, ascending high, And show'd our feet the way; Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly. At the great rising day. 4 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, " And bid our kindred rise: Awake, ye nations under ground! Ye saints, ascend the skies! i Particular Occasions, 443 522. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Christian patience^ consolation and hope* ITS there no kind, no lenient art, X To heal the anguish of the heart? To ease the heavy load of care, Which nature must, but cannot bear? 2 Can reason's dictates be obey'd? Too weak, alas! her strongest aid; O let religion then be nigh. Her comforts were not made to die. Her powerful aid supports the soul, And nature owns her kind control; While she unfolds the sacred page, Our fiercest griefs resign their rage. 4 Then, gentle patience smiles on pain, And dying hope revives again; Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye, And faith points upward to the sky: 5 The promise guides her ardent flight, And joys, unknown to sense, invite Those blissful regions to explore. Where pleasures bloom to fade no more. 523. Common Metre. Doddridge. For a congregation on the death of its minister* 1 T ET our dejected hearts revive, i JLd And all our tears be dry: 444 Particular Occasions. Why should those eyes be drown'd in tears, Which view a Father nigh? 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young; The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, And mute th' instructive tongue: 3 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart; His eye still guides us, and his voice Siill animates our heart. 4 To him, when mortal comforts fail, His suppliant people fly; And on his never- failing care, With cheerful hope rely. 5 The pow'rs of nature, Lord! are thine; And thine the aids of grace: Thine arm has borne thy churches up, Through ev'ry rising race. 6 Exert thy sacred influence here, Thy mourning servants bless: O change to strains of cheerful praise, Their accents of distress. 524. Common Metre. Doddridge, On occasion of a dreadful fire. 1 -p TERN AL God! our humbled souls XLi Before thy presence bow: , _ Particular Occasions, 445 With all thy magazines of wrath, How terrible art thou! 2 Fann'd by thy breath, whole sheets of flame Like a wild deluge pour; And all our confidence of wealth Lies moulder'd in an hour. 3 Led on by thee in horrid pomp, Destruction rears its head; And blacken'd walls, and smoking heaps, Thro' all the streets are spread. 4 Lord! in the dust we lay us down, And mourn thy righteous ire; Yet bless the hand of guardian love, That snatch'd us from the fire. 5 O may we view, with dauntless eyes. The last tremendous day. When earth and seas, and stars and skies, In flames shall melt away. 525. Common Metre. Mrs. Carter. In a thunder-storm. 1 T ET coward guilt, with pallid fear, A_J To shelt'ring caverns fly. And justly dread the vengeful fate That thunders thro' the sky. 2 Protected by that hand, whose law The threatening storms obey, 2 P 446 Particular Occasions. Intrepid virtue smiles secure As in the blaze of day. 3 In the thick cloud's tremendous gloom, The lightning's lurid glare. It views the same all-gracious Pow'r That breathes the vernal air. 4 Thro' nature's ever-varying scene. By diff'rent ways pursu'd, The one eternal end of Heav'a Is universal good. [NATIONAL HYMNS.] 526. Proper Metre. Merrick. Prayer for national and universal blessings. 1 "\/r AY God his fav'ring ear incline, -LVX And bid his face on Isr'el shine. That all thy counsels, LordI may know, Where earth extends, or oceans flow. And, thankful, to their wond'ring eyes. Behold thy wish'd salvation rise. To thee, of life th' eternal spring, Invisible, all- potent King! One chorus let the nations raise, One shout of universal praise. 2 Ye distant realms! your voice employ In songs of gratitude and joy; Exult, each tribe! exult, each land! Hcav'n's mighty Lord, with equal hand. l^articular Occasions. 447 The balance holds, and earth's domain Shall own to latest age his reign. To thee, of life, &c. 3 So, warm'd by genial suns, the field With full increase its fruit shall yield, And God, thy God, O lar'el! shed His choicest blessings on thy head: God shall on us his blessings show'r. And man's whole race revere his pow'r. To thee, of life, &c. 527. Long Metre. Butcher. Divine judgments deprecated. 1 T^THO shall not tremble, mighty God! V V Before thine all- controlling rod? And own the potence of that sway, ' Which speaks, and sweeps whole worlds away? 2 When daring sins provoke thine ire. Where shall the guilty tribes retire? In vain thro' heav'n and earth they flee, For heav'n and earth are full of thee! 3 Lord! when, to scourge a guilty race, Thine awful wrath restrains thy grace, Let mercy, like an ark, defend The souls that to thy voice attend. 448 Particular Occasions. 528. Long Metre. Watts. Peace and protection from God. 1 "VT^E righteous! in your King rejoice, X rho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise^ He utters his almighty voice, — The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 From sea to sea, through all the shores, He makes the noise of battles cease: When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace. 3 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear; Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame: Keep silence, all the earth! and hear The sound and glory of his name. 4 Be still, and know that I am God; I'll be exalted o'er the lands; I will be known and fear'd abroad; But still my throne in Zion stands. 529. Common Metre. Patrick. National tranquillity and security from God. ; 1 TN vain opposing nations rage, X a God with us abide; One w<.rd of his dibsolves their strength, And humbles all their pride. Particular Occasions, 449 2 His wisdom sees correction meet; He gives the dread command, And war its desolation spreads Thro' evVy trembling land. 3 His purpose wrought, again he speaks, And desolations cease; War's loud alarms are heard no more, And all the world is peace. 4 Mortals, adore his sov'reign pow'r, Nor dare provoke his rod; Thro' all your various tribes be still, And know that he is God. 530. Long Metre. Aikin. Hymn in time of war, 1 TX7HILE sounds of war are heard V V around, And death and ruin strew the ground; To thee we look, on thee we call, The Parent and the Lord of all. 2 Thou, who hast stamp'd on human kind The image of a heav'n-born mind. And in a Father's wide embrace Hast cherish'd all the kindred race; 3 O see, with what insatiate rage Thy sons their impious battles wage; How spreads destruction like a flood. And brothers shed their brother's blood! 2P2 450 Particular Occasions, 4 See guilty passions spring to birth. And deeds of hell deform the earth; WhiL- righteousness and jusiice mourn, And love and pity droop forlorn. 5 Great God! whose powerful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind, O bid the human tempest cease, And hush the madd'ning world to peace. 6 With rev'rence may each hostile land Hear and obey that high command, Thy Son's blest errand from above — - " My creatures, live in mutual love!" 531. Long Metre. Merrick. The same subject. 1 r^ COME, behold a scene of dread! V_>/ Behold a world with slaughter spread! And know, 'tis God who bids each land Thus feel the terrors of his hand. 2 'Tis his again the earth to cheer To break the bow, to snap the spear. To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car. And hush the tumult of the war. 3 Behold us. Lord! oppress'd with woe. As exil'd from thy care v/e go: Repuls'd, dispers'd, cha^tis'd b\^ thee, Grant us again thy face to see. 4 O thou, the God whom we adore! Our breaches heal, our peace restore: Particular Occasions. 451 Our hope, on man repos'd in vain, O let thy strength, great God! sustain. 5 The objects of thy tend'rest love O save, propitious from above! Let us with them thy mercy share. And hear, O hear, our ceaseless pray'r! 532. Common Metre. Tate. National deliverance. 1 nr^HY gracious favour. Lord! display, JL Which we have long implor'd; And, for thy wondrous mercies' sake, Thy wonted aid afford. 2 God's answer patiently I'll waitj For he with glad success. If they no more to folly turn, His mourning saints will bless. 3 To all that fear his holy name His sure salvation's near; And in its former happy state Our nation shall appear. 4 For Mercy, now, with Truth is join'd, And Righteousness with Peace, Like kind companions, absent long. With friendly arms embrace. 5 Truth from the earth shall spring, whilst heav'n Shall streams of justice pour; 452 Particular Occasions. And God, from whom all goodness flows, Shall endless plenty show'r. 6 Before him Righteousness shall march, And his just paths prepare; Whilst we his holy step.s pursue, With constant zeal and care. 533. Common Metre. Pitt. God speaking peace. 1 O TILL to the mighty Lord of hosts, O Securely we resort; For refuge fly to Jacob's God, Our succour and support. 2 Hither, yenum'rous nations, crowd. In silent rapture stand. And see, o'er all the earth display'd. The wonders of his hand. He bids the din of war be still, And all its tumults cease; He bids the guiltless trumpets sound The harmony of peace. 4 He breaks the tough, reluctant bow, Asunder cuts the spear. And, in the crackling fire, his hand Consumes the blazing car. 5 Hear, then, his formidable voice, " Be still, and know the Lord; Pai'ttcular Occasions, 453 By all the heathen I'll be fear'd. By all the earth ador'd." 6 Still, to the mighty Lord of hosts Securely we resort; For refuge fly to Jacob's God, Our succour and support. 534. Common Metre. Jervis. The designs of providence in the changes and revolutions of the world. 1 /^ OD, to correct a guilty world, vJT In wrath is slow to rise; But comes at length, in thunder cloth'd, And darkness veils the skies. 2 His awful banners, lifted high, The nations' God declare; And stain'd with blood, with terrors mark'd, Spread wonder and despair. 3 All earthly glory, pomp and pride, Are in his presence lost: Empires o'erturn'd, thrones, sceptres, crowns. In wild confusion tost. ' 4 While war and misery prevail. And desolation wide; In God, the sov'reign Lord of all, The righteous still confide. 454 Particular Occasions. 5 Dark and mysterious is the course Of his tremendous way; His path is in the trackless winds, And in the foaming sea. 6 Yet, though envelop'd in the cloud, And from our view conceal'd. The righteous Judge will soon appear^ In majesty reveal'd] 7 Then will he curb the lawless pow'r, The deadly wrath uf man; And all the windings will unfold Of his own gracious plan. 8 Then all the sons of tyranny In ruin shall be hurPd; And light, and liberty, and bliss, Embrace the new-born world. 535. Long Metre. Doddridge. Thanksgiving for national deliverance, 1 T) RAISE to the Lord, who bows his JL ear Propitious to his people's pray'r; And, tho' deliv'rance long delay. Answers in his well chosen day. 2 Our temples, guarded from the flame, Shall echo thy triumphant name; And ev'ry peaceful private home To thee a temple shall become. Particular Occasions, 4^55 3 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in thy honour'd sight; Still in thy precepts and thy fear, Till life's last hour to persevere. 536. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Praise Jor national peace, 1 /^ RE AT Ruler of the earth and skies! vX A word of thine 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 alarms, And slaughter dyes the hostile plain: 3 Thy sovVeign eye looks calmly down, And marks their course, and bounds their pow'rj Thy law the angry nations own. And noise and war are heard no more. 4 Then peace returns with balmy wing; Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled! Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing. Reviving commerce lifts her head. Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord! All move subservient to thy will; Both peace and war await thy word, And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 450 Particular Occasions, 6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, Thy kind protection stillimplore; O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues Confess thy goodness, and adore! 537. Proper Metre. Doddridge, Thanksgiving for peace* 1 "l^ OW let our songs address the God of i.^ peace. Who bids the tumult of the battle cease; The pointed spears to pruning hooks he bends. And the broad falchion in the plough-share ends. His powVful word unites contending nations. In kind embrace, and friendly salutations. 2 While we beneath our vines and fig-trees sit, Or thus within thy sacred temple meet. Accept, great God! the tribute of our song, And all the mercies of this day prolong: Then spread thy peaceful word thro' ev'ry nation. That all the earth may hail thy great salvation. 538. Proper Metre. Lewins Mead Coll. On peace* 1 "PJEACE! the welcome sound proclaim, JL Dwell with rapture on the theme; Particular Occasions. 45' Loud, still louder swell the strain: Peace on earth! good-will to men! 2 Breezes, whisp'ring soft and low, Gently murmur as ye blow. Now, when war and discord cease, Praises to the God of peace. 3 Ocean's billows! far and wide, Rolling in majestic pride, Loud, still louder, swell the strain: Peace on earth! good- will to men! 4 Vocal songsters of the grove! Sweetly chant in notes of love. Now, when war and discord cease, Praises to the God of peace. Mortals! who these blessings feel; Christians! who before him kneel; Loud, still louder, swell the strain: Peace on earth! good-will to men. [CLOSE OF THE SERVICE.] 539. Proper Metre. After sermon, THANKS for mercies past, receive; Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us henceforth how to live. With eternity in view. Bless thy word to old and young; Grant us, Lord! thy peace and love; 2Q 458 Particular Occasions, And, e'er life's short race is run, Fit us for thy house above. 540. Common Metre. Deacon. Close of the service* 1 /^ FOR a plenitude of grace, \J Descending from above! To animate the human race With peace, and joy, and love. 2 Grant, heav'nly King! what we desire; And send the happy day. When all shall after thee inquire. And cheerfully obey. 3 Then will the nations serve the Lord With purity and zeal; With candour hear his blessed word, W^ith pleasure do his will. 541. Proper Metre. Toplady. The same subject, 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, Trav'Uing thro' this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful soundj Particular Occasions, 459 May the fruks of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May thy presence With us evermore be found. 542. Long Metre, At the close of the evening service* 1 T TOW blest is he, whose tranquil mind> -LjL When life declines, recalls again The years that time has cast behind, And reaps delight in toil and pain. 2 So, when the transient storm is past, The sudden gloom, and driving show'r; The sweetest sunshine is the last, The loveliest, is the ev'ning hour. 543. Common Metre. The same subject, 1 O OON will our fleeting hours be past; O And as the setting sun Now leaves the clouds in yonder west, Our parting beams be gone. 2 May he, from whom all blessings flow, Our sacred rites attend; Unite our hearts in wisdom's ways, T ill life's short journey end: 3 And as the rapid sands run down, Our virtue still improvcj 460 Particular Occasions, Till each, receives the glorbQus crown Of never-fading love. 544. Long Metre. Doddridge. The Christian farewell. 1 nPHY presence, everlasting God! X Wide thro' all nature spreads abroad: Thy watchful eyes, which never sleep, In ev'ry place thy children keep. 2 While near each other we remain. Thou dost our lives and pow'rs sustain; When sep'rate, we rejoice to share Thy counsels, and thy gracious care. 3 To thee we now commit our ways. And still implore thy heav'nly grace; Still cause thy face on us to shine, And guard and guide us still as thine. 4 Give us, in thy beloved house, Again to pay our grateful vows; Or, if that joy no more be known, Give us to meet around thy throne. PART XVI. Domestic and Private Worship, CCr" It will readily occur to the intelligent reader, that many of the hynnns classed under this head are not exclusively confined either to domestic or private ■worshjp, but may with great propriety be used in public assemblies of Christians. 545. Long Metre. Doddridge. Family religion, 1 T7 ATHER of men! thy care we bless, jL Which crowns our families with peace: From thee they sprung, and by thy hand Their root and branches are sustained. 2 To God, most worthy to be praisM, Be our domestic altars rais'd; Tho' Lord of heav'n, he deigns to dwell With saints in their obscurest cell. 3 To thee let each united house. Morning and night, present its vows: Our servants there, and rising race. Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. 4 O may each future age proclaim The honours of thy glorious name; While pleas'd, and thankful, we remove To join the family above. 2Q2 462 Domestic and 546. Long Metre. Miss Scott. Family religion^ 1 V\7HERE'ER the Lord shall build V V my house, An altar to his name I'll raise; There, morn and ev'ning, shall ascend The sacrifice of pray'r and praise. 2 With duteous mind, the social band Shall search the records of thy law; There learn thy will, and humbly boW With filial reverence and awe. 3 If num'rous blessings of the earth Indulgent providence afford. With warm united hearts we'll pay Our grateful tribute to the Lord. 4 Here may he fix his sacred seat. And spread the banner of his love; Till, ripen'd for a happier state. We meet th' assembl'd church above. 547. Common Metre. D. Taylor's Collec. The same subject, 1 /^ REAT God! where'er we pitch our vT tent, Let us an altar raise; And there, with humble frame, present Our sacrifice of praise. Private Worship, 463 2 To thee we give our health and strength, Wliih health and strength shall last; For future mercies humbly trust, Nor e'er forget the past. 548. Short Metre. Watts, Domestic peace and harmony, 1 T O, what a pleasing sight A-i Are brethren that agree! Hosv blest are all whose hearts unite In bands of piety! 2 From those celestial springs. Such streams of comfort flow, As no increase of riches brings, Nor honours can bestow. 3 All in their stations move, And each performs his part, In all the cares of life and love. With sympathizing heart: 4 Form'd for the purest joys. By one desire possest; One aim the zeal of all employs, To make each other blest. 'S No bliss can equal theirs. Where, such affections meet: While praise devout, and mingl'd pray'rs, Make their communion sweet. 464 Domestic and 6 'Tis the same pleasure fills The breast in worlds above; Where joy like morning dew distils. And all the air is love. 549. Long Metre. Mrs. Barbauld. Pious friendship . t TTOW blest the sacred tie that binds X X In union sweet, according minds! How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hope? are one! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What jealous love, what holy fear! How doth the genVous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt and mortal woej Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together both they seek the place Where God reveals his awful face: How high, how strong, their raptures swell, There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire 'Midst nature's drooping sick'ning fire; Soon shall they meet in realms above, A heav'n of joy — because of love. T Private Worship* 465 550. Common Metre. Doddridge. Living habitually in the fear o/'GoD. HRICE happy men who, born from heav'n, While yet they sojourn here, Each day of life with God begin, And spend it in his fear. 'Midst hourly cares, may we present Our off'rings to thy throne; And while the world our hands employs, Our hearts be thine alone. As sanctify'd to noblest ends. Be each refreshment sought; And by each various providence Some wise instruction brought. 4 When to laborious duties call'd, Or by temptations tryM, We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, And in thy strength confide. As diff'rent scenes of life arise, Our grateful hearts would be With thee amidst the social band. In solitude with thee. In solid pure delights like these, Let all our days be past; Nor shall we then impatient wish, Nor shall we fear the last. 406 Domestic and 551. Common Metre. Doddridge. Joy and prosperity from the blessing o/God. 1 O HINE on our souls, Eternal God! *<3 With rays of mercy shine: O let thy favour crown our days. And their whole course be thine. 2 Did we not raise our hands to thee. Our hands might toil in vain: Small joy success itself could give, If thou thy love restrain. 3 Wiih thee letevVy week begin, With thee each day be spent. For thee each fleeting hour improv'd, Since each by thee is lent. 4 Thus cheer us thro' this toilsome road, Till all our labours cease; And thus prepare our weary souls For everlasting peace. 552. Common Metre. Doddridge. Secret devotion. 1 T7ATHER Divine! thy piercing eye X Looks thro' the shades of night; In deep retirement thou art nigh, With heart-discerning sight. Private Worship. 467 2 There shall that piercing eye survey My humble worship paid, With ev'ry morning's dawning ray, And ev'ry ev'ning's shade. 3 I'll leave behind each earthly care; To thee my soul shall soar; While grateful praise and fervent pray'r Employ the silent hour. 4 So shall the visits of thy love My soul in secret bless; So shalt thou deign, in worlds above, Thy suppliant to confess. 553. Long Metre. Watts. Retirement and meditation^ 1 "jV/TY God! permit me not to be -LVX a stranger to myself and thee: Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highf st love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth. And thus debase my heav'nly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Father, go? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense; Thy gracious 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 nt)ise and vanity be gone: 468 Domestic and In secret silence of the mind, My heav'n, and there my God, I find, 554. Common Metre. Cowper. The same subject, 1 T^ AR from the world, O Lord! I flee,, X? From strife and tumult far; From scenes where sin is waging still Its most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With pray'r and praise agree; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy presence cheer the soul, And grace her mean abode; O with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God! 4 There like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary laysj Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and Guardian of my life, Sweet Source of light divine; And all harmonious names in one, My Father — thou art mine! 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store. Shall echo thro' the realms above. When time shall be no more. Private Worship. 469 555. Common Met^re. Watts. Devotion in sickness, DISEASES are thy servants, Lord! They come at thy command; I'll not attempt a murm'ring word Against thy chast'ning hand. I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. But if my life be spar'd awhile, Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. 55Q. Long Metre. Watts. Healthy sickness^ and recovery. FIRM was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd 'twould ne'er benight: Fondly I said within my heart, Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart. ^ Bat I forgot thine arm was strong. Which made my mountain stand so long; And when thy face was tc^rn'd aside. My health was gone, my comforts dy'd. 2R 4f0 Domestic and 3 Hear me, O God of grace! I said, And raise me from among the dead: Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 4 I will extol thee, Lord! on high; At thy command diseases fly: Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 5 Thine anger but a moment stays; Thy love is life and length of days; Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy. 557. Long Metre. Merrick. The benefit of divine correction* 1 TN devious paths awhile I trod, JL Ere yet corrected by thy rod; But disciplined. Great Sire! by thee, Obsequious bow to thy decree. 2 Blest be thy hand, severely kind, Whose stroke recall'd my erring mind, Aiul urg'd me, as to thee I turn, Thy hallow'd institutes to learn. 3 But O! if yet my sins demand The wise corrections of thy hand, Lord! give my pains their bounds to know, And fix a period to my woe. 4 Hence, ye profane! my Saviour hears; While yet I speak, he wipes my tears: c Private Worship. 471 My Saviour hears; and deigns to save His servant from the op'ning grave. 558. Common Metre. Watts. Benefit of afflictions^ and support under them, ONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord! And thy deliv'rance send: My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end! Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn (hy law, And live upon my God. This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins, I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former sins. Had not thy word been my delight, When earihly joys were fled. My soul, oppress'd with sorrow's weight, Had sunk amongst the dead. I know thy judgments, Lord! are right, Tho' they may seem severe; The sharpest suff 'rings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. 1 6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod My feet were apt to stray; 472 Domestic and But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. 559. Common Metre. Watts. Recovery from sickness. 1 T LOVE the Lord; he heard my cries, X And pity'd ev'ry groan: Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear, And chasM my griefs away: O let my heart no more despair While I have breath to pray! 3 Among the saints that fill thine house, My off'rings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 4 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove; Return, my soul, to G^^d, thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 560. Common Metre. Doddridge. Recovery from sickness, Y God! thy service well demands The remnant of my days; M Private Worship, 473 Why was this fleeting breath renew'd But to renew thy praise? 2 Thine arms of everlasting love Did this weak frame sustain. When life was hov'ring o'er the grave, And nature sunk in pain. 3 Calmly I bovv'd my fainting head Upon thy faithful" breast; Pleas'd to obey my Father's call, To his eternal rest. 4 Into thy hands, my Saviour God, Did I my soul resign, In firm dependence on that truth Which made salvation mine. 5 Back, from the borders of the grave. At thy command I come; Nor would I urge a speedier flight To my celestial home. 6 Where thou determin'st mine abode. There would I chuse to be; For in thy presence death is life. And earth is heav'n with thee, 561. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele, Support and deliverance in affiction, 1 "^^fOW to thy heav'nly Father's praise, X^ My heart, thy tribute bring: ♦ 2R2 474 Domestic and That goodness which prolongs my days, Willi grateful pleasure sing. 2 WheneVr he sends afflicting pains, His mercy holds the rod; His oow'rful word the heart sustains, And speaks a faithful God. 3 A faithful God is ever nigh, When humble grief implores; His ear attends each plaintive sigh, He pities and restores. 4 Lord! I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move; Thy hand, that loos'd my bonds of pain. Has bound me with thy love. 562. Common Metre. Doddridge. Praise for recovery from sickness, 1 QOV'KELGN of life! I own thy hand 0 In ev'ry chast'ning stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cry'd. And thou hast bow'd thine ear; Thy pow'rful word my life prolong'd, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold the gates of righteousness, That, with the pious throng, 1 may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. Private Worship. 475 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant ev'n in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heav'nly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death, For ever flee away: 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd With raptures bow around, My anthems to deliv'ring grace In sweeter strains shall sound. 563. Long Metre. Mrs. Steele. Gratitude and devotion, 1 T 1[ THAT shall I render to the Lord, V V Or how his wondrous grace record? To him my grateful voice I'll raise, And pour libations to his praise. 2 His crowded courts shall see me pay The vows of my distressful day; In life and death the saints shall find Their guardian God for ever kind. 3 Thy servant. Lord! is wholly thine, By nature's ties, and bonds divine; From deep distress, and sorrow free, Anew I give myself lo thee. 476 Domestic and 564. Common Metre. Boyse. Life reviewed, 1 T7E7HEN o'er the trodden paths of life, V V Backwards I turn mine eyes, What varied scenes throughout the roaji Awaken my surprise! 2 Thousands, to whom my natal hour Imparted vital breath, Just look'd on life, and clos'd their eyes In the fast sleep of death. 3 Thousands, who climb'd to manhood's stage, Safe thro' unnumber'd snares, Travell'd not far before they sunk Amidst its thorns and cares. 4 FoUow'd thro' ev'ry changing stage, With goodness all my days, Deny me not a heart to love, A tongue to speak thy praise. 5 Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee Echo along the road; O! may I join those endless songs That fill thy blest abode. Private Worship. ^77 5Q5. Long Metre. Stogdon. Despair no virtue' 1 XT THAT mean these jealousies and As if my Lord were loth to save? Or lf)v'd to see us steep'd in tears, And sink with sorrow to the grave? 2 Does he want slaves to grace his throne? Or crush them with an iron rod? Is he refresh'd to hear us groan? Is he a tyrant, or a God? 3 Not all th' iniquities thou'st wrought. So much his tender bowels grieve, As this unkind, injurious thought, — That he's unwilling to forgive. 5QQ. Long Metre. Cowpeiu God /s love, 1 "T "\7HEN darkness long has veil'd my V V mind, And smiling day once more appears; Then, my Creator! then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 Straight \ upbraid my wandVing heart, And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part. Or harbour one hard thought of thee.^ 478 Domestic and S O! let me then at length be taught What 1 am still so slow to learn — That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat! But when my faith is sharply try'd, I find myself a learner yet, Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, O my God! one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will, Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 567. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. The presence of Gob in affliction, 1 TN vain, while dark affliction spreads X Her melancholy gloom. Kind providence its blessings sheds, And nature's beauties bloom. 2 For all that charms the taste or sight My heart no wish respires; O ft-r a beam of heav'nly light, When earthly hope expires! 3 Thou only centre of my rest! Look down with pitying eye. While, with protracted pain opprestj I breathe the plaintive sigh. 4 Thy gracious presence, O my God! My ev'ry wish contains: Private Worship, 479 With this, beneath affliction's load, My heart no more complains. This can my ev'ry care control, Gild each dark scene with light; This is the sunshine of the soul, Without it all is night. 568. Common Metre. Cotton. God the refuge of the afflicted* AFFLICTION is a stormy deep, Where wave resounds to wave; Tho' o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. Perhaps, before the morning dawn, He will restore my peace; For he who bade the tempest roar, Can bid the tempest cease. In the dark watches of the night I'll count his mercies o'er; I'll praise him for ten thousand past, And humbly sue for more. Here will I rest, here build my hopes. Nor murmur at his rod; He's more than all the world to me. My health, my life, my God. 460 Domestic and 569. Common Metre. Watts. Imploring' divine consolation, 1 -p ETURN, O God of love! return; XV Reveal thy wonted grace: How long shall we thy children mourn Our absence from thy face? 2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years; Let sin and sorrow cease; And in proportion to our tears, So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thy own work complete: Then shall our souls thy glory know. And own thy love is great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne, And see thy glory. Lord! And the poor service we have done Meet a divine reward. 570. Long Metre. Jervis. The prospect of sickness and death. 1 T^THEN all the pow'rs of nature fail; V V When sickness shall my heart assail. Shall ev'ry nobler part pervade. And ev'ry earthly wish shall fade: Private J^orship. 481 »2 When pain, of ev'ry nerve possest, Shall vibrate in my throbbing breast; Or languor o'er my senses steal, And med'cine lose its pow'r to heal: When death shall chill the vital heat; When this fond heart shall cease to beat, This falt'ring tongue forget to speak, *' A mortal paleness on my cheek:" When my dim eyes are sunk in death, And God who gave shall take my breath; May he sustain my fainting heart. And comfort to my soul impart. May his bright presence bring relief From fear, despondency and grief; His cheering voice direct my way To regions of eternal day, 571. Common Metre. Burns. A prayer in the prospect of death, OTHOU unknown, almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear! In whose dread presence, after death, I surely must appear! If I have wander'd in those paths Of life I ought to shun; As somethings loudly in my breast, Remonstrates I have done: 2S 482 Domestic and 3 Where human weakness has come short, Or fraihy stepp'd aside, Do thou, All-good! for such thou art, In shades of darkness hide, 4 Where with intention I have err'd, No other plea I have, But thou art good; and goodnese still Delighteth to forgive. 572. Common Metre. Enfield's Collection. Comfort in sickness and death, 1 T 7^7"HEN sickness shakes the languid^ V V frame. Each dazzling pleasure flies; Phantoms of bliss no more obscure Our long-deluded eyes. 2 Then the tremendous arm of death Its hated sceptre shows; And nature faints beneath the weight Of complicated woes. 3 The tott'ring frame of mortal life Shall crumble into dust; Nature shall faint — but learn, my soul! On nature's God to trust. 4 The man, whose pious heart is fix'd On his all-gracious God, In ev'ry frown may comfort find, And kiss the chast'ning rod. Private Worship* 483. Nor him shall death itself alarm; On heav'n his soul relics; With joy he views his Maker's love, And with composure dies. 573. Short Metre. Doddridge. Support in death, 1 Tl EHOLD the gloomy vale, i) Which thou, my soul, must tread, Beset with terrors fierce and pale, That leads thee to the dead. 2 Ye pleasing scenes, adieu! Which I so long have known: My friends, a long farewell to you! For I must pass alone. 3 And thou, beloved clay, Long partner of my cares, In this rough path art torn away With agony and tears. 4? But see! a ray of light. With splendors all divine. Breaks thro' these dreary realms of night, And makes its horrors shine. 5 Where death, where darkness reigns, Jehovah is my stay; His rod my trembling feet sustains, His staff defends my way. 484 Domestic and 6 Great Shepherd! lead me on; My soul disdains to fear; Death*s gloomy phantoms all are flown, Now life's great Lord is near. 574. Common Metre. Addison. Hope in the divine mercy, 1 "t T THEN rising from the bed of death, V V O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face; O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, 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 disclos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul; O! how shall I appear? 4 But there's forgiveness, Lord! with thee; Thy nature is benign; Thy pard'ning mercy I implore. For mercy, Lord! is thine. 5 O let thy boundless mercy shine On my benighted soul! Correct my passions, mend my heart, And all my fears control. 6 And may I taste thy richer grace. In that decisive hour Private Worship, 4«5 When Christ to judgment shall descend, And time shall be no more. 575. Common Metre. Watts. A psalm for a master of a family, 1 /^F justice and of truth I sing, V^ Ana pay my God my vows: With truth and justice, heav'nly King, Teach me to rule my house. 2 Now to my tent, O God! be near, , And make thy servant wise; And let me suffer nothing there, That shall offend thy eyes. 3 The man who doth his neighbour wrong, Or dares oppress the poor; The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue, Be distant from my door. 4 Still may I seek the good and just, And still their help enjoy: Such be the friends that 1 shall trust. The servants I employ. 5 While sin in others I reprove, Be ev'ry virtue mine; And let the wisdom from above Through all my conduct shine. 6 Who shall the most in love abound, Our sole contention be; So shall my house be ever found A dwelling dear to thee. 2 S 2 486 Domestic and 576. Proper Metre. Merrick. The dwellings of the righteous. 1 TV /r ERCY, judgment, now my tongue XVA Makes the subject of its song; Lord! to whom then shall I sing, But to thee, th' eternal King? 2 Wisdom shall my footsteps guide. Nor permit my feet to slide. Or from thy all-perfect way, Lost in paths of sin, to stray. 3 Come, O come, celestial guest! Let my roof with thee be blest; Let thy beams effulgent play. And within my mansion stay. 4 Lo! my heart, with studious care, For thy presence I prepare, And my dwelling's full extent Spotless to thy view present. 5 Ne'er shall my presumptuous hand, Dare to break thy just command; Ne'er within me shalt thou find Aught that speaks a faithl<-ss mind. 6 Come, ye faithful, just, an<> good, Eager for the bright abode- Come, ye pure in heart, O come, Sure with me to find a home. Private Worship, 487 577. Common Metre. Watts. Instructiojis to the youngs from a review of past dispensations of providence, 1 T ET children hear the mighty deeds, X_i Which God perform'd of old; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our lathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known. His works of powV and grace; And we'll convey his wonders down Through ev'ry rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons. And they again to theirs; That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands; That they may ne'er forget his works, But practise his commands. 578. Long Metre. Watts. Instructions of piety, 1 f~^ HILDREN, in years and knowledge V^ young. Your parents' hope, your parents' joy! 488 Domestic and Attend the counsels of my tongue; Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state, Restrain your feet from impious ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 To humble souls, and broken hearts, God with his grace is ever nigh: Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 579. Common Metre. Watts. The advantages of early religion. APPY is he whose early years 'H Receive instruction well; Who hates the sinners path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 For youth devoted to the Lord, Is pleasing in his eyes; A flow'r when ofFer'd in the bud Is no vain sacrifice. 3 'Tis easier work if we begin To fear the Lord betimes; While sinners, who grow old in sin, Are harden'd by their crimes. 4 It saves us from a thousand snares To mind religion young; With joy it crowns succeeding years, And makes our virtue strong. Private Worship, 489 "5 To thee, ah nighty God! to thee Our hearts we no ' reign: 'Twill please us to look back and sec That our whole lives were thine. 6 Let the sweet work of prayV and praise Emplo}^ our dailv^ breath; Thus, we're prepar'd for future days, Or fit for early death. 580. Common Metre. Salisbury Collection; Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth* 1 T N the soft season of thy youth, jL In nature's smiling bloom, Ere age arrive, and trembling wait Its summons to the tomb: 2 Remember thy Creator, God; For him thy pow'rs employ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope. Thy confidence, thy joy. 3 He shall defend and guide thy course Through life's uncertain sea; Till thou art landed on the shore Of bless'd eternity. 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose The path of heav'nly truth: The earth affords no lovelier sight Than a religious youth. 490 lyomestic and 581. Common Metre. Logan. Heavenly Wisdom. 1 TTOW happy is the man who hears XX Instruction's warning voice; And who celestjal wisdom makes His early, only choice! 2 Wisdom has treasures greater far Than east or west unfold; And her rewards more precious are Than is the gain of gold. 3 In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy years; And in her left, the prize of fame And honour bright appears. 4 She guides the young, with innocence, In pleasure's path to tread; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. 5 According as her labours rise, So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness. And all her paths are peace. 582. Common Metre. Watts. The aged Christianas reflections and hope. 1 IV/r Y God! my everlasting hope! -LVX I live upon thy truth: Private Worship. 491 Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth. 2 My frame was fashion'd by thy pow'r, And shows thy skill divine; And from my mother's painful hour I've been entirely thine. -3 Still has my life new wonders seen,-. In each revolving year: Behold, my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast nte not off when strength declines. When hoary hairs arise; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, W^hen men review my days, They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praise. 583. Common Metre. Watts. The aged christian's prayer, 1 f^ OD of my childhood, and my youth, ^^ The guide of all mv days! I have declar'd thv heav'nly truth, And told thy wondrous wavs. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart? 492 Domestic and 3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age; And leave a savour of thy name When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove: O! may these poor remains of breath Proclaim thy boundless love. 584. Common Metre. Williams's Collection. Prayer for support in old age and death. 1 T^ TERNAL Sire, enthroned on high! .1 i Whom hcav'nly hosts adore; Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh: Thy presence I implore. 2 O guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise ev'ry rule. 3 My flying years time urges on; What's human must decay; My friends, my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 4 Ah! no—then smooth the mortal hour; On thee my hope depends; Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descends. Private Worship. 493 585. Common Metre. Logan. Trust in providence. LMIGHTY Father of mankind! Do thou my hopes sustain; And when the day of trouble comes, I shall not trust in vain. 'A 2 In early years thou wast my guide, And of my youth the friend; And, as my days began with thee, With thee my days shall end. 3 My God! who causedst me to hope When life began to beat, And, when a stranger in the world. Didst guide my wand'ring feet: 4 Thou wilt not cast me off, when age. And evil days descend; Thou wilt not leave me in despair, To mourn my latter end. 5 I know the pow'r in whom I trust, The arm on which I lean; He will my Saviour ever be, Who has my Saviour been. 586. Common Metre. Cotton. Absence from social xuorship* THE abundance of thy house, The rich refreshments there! 2T 'O 494 Domestic and To live an exile from thy courts, O'erwhelms me with despair. 2 In worship when I join'd thy saints, How sweetly pass'd my days! Pray'r my divine employment then, And all my pleasure praise. 3 But now I'm lost to ev'ry joy. Because detain'd from thee; Those golden moments ne'er return, Or ne'er return to me. 4 Yet, O my soul! why thus depress'dj? And whence this anxious fear? Let former kindness fix thy trust, And check the rising tear. 5 When darkness and when sorrows rose, And press'd on every side. Did not the Lord sustain thy steps? And was not God thy guide? 587. Long Metre. Merrick. Prayer for life* 1 nr^O thee, great God! my knees I bend; X To thee my ceaseless pray'rs ascend; 0 let my sorrows reach thine ears. And mark my sighs, my groans, my tears! 2 God of my fathers! here, as they, 1 walk the pilgrim of a day; A transient guest, thy works admire, And instant to my hgme retire. Private Worship* 495 Z O spare me, Lord! awhile, O spare! And nature's ruin'd strength repair. Ere, life's short circuit wander'd o'er, I perish, and am seen no more. 588. Common Metre. Addison. The traveller's hymn. 1 TTOW are thy servants blest, O LordI JLJl How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, They pass unhurt thro' burning climes, And breathe in tainted air. 3 Thy mercy sweetens ev'ry soil. Makes every region please; The hoary frozen hills it warms, And smooths the boist'rous seas. 4 Tho' by the dreadful tempest toss'd High on the broken wave. They know thou art not slow to hear. Nor impotent to save. 5 The storm is laid, the winds retire. Obedient to thy will; The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 6 From all my griefs and straits, O LoRni Thy mercy sets me free. 496 Domestic and Whilst in the confidence of pray'r My heart takes hold on thee. 7 In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness I'll adore; And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 8 My life, while thou preserv'st my life, Thy sacrifice shall be; And O! may death, when death shall come, Unite my soul to thee. 589. Long Metre. Watts. The mariner* s hymn. 1 /^ OD of the seas! thy thund'ring voice vT Makes all the roaring waves rejoice; And one soft word of thy command | Can sink them silent in the sand. ' 2 The scaly tribes amidst the sea, To thee, their Lord, a tribute pay; The meanest fish that swims the flood, Proclaims the mighty pow'r of God. 3 How is thy glorious pow'r ador'd Amidst the wat'ry nations, Lord! Yet the bold men who trace the seas. Shall they refuse their Maker's praise? 4 When scenes of wonder here they see, Then let them raise a song to thee: And, while the flood they safely ride, Bless the kind hand that smooths the tide. Private Worships. 4<9i7 590. Long Metre. Watts. The mariner^s praise for deliverance. 1 T^OULD you behold the works of His wonders in the world abroad; Go with the manners, and trace The unknown regions of the seas, 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favour of the wind; Till God command, and tempests rise, That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 When land is far, and death is nigh^ Lost to all hope, to God they cry: His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 4 He bids the winds their wrath assuage; The furious waves forget their rage: 'Tis calm; and sailors smile to see The haven where they wishM to be. 5 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord! Let them their grateful offerings brings And in the church his glory sing. 591. Long Metre. Merrick. The orphan^s hymn. HEAR me, Lord! on thee I call, And prostrate at thy footstool fallj 2T2 'O 498 Domestic and Propitious in my cause appear, And bow to my request thine ear. 2 " Seek ye my face with duteous care, And frequent to my throne repair:" Thus to my heart i hear thee speak; Thy face, my heart replies, I seek. 3 Look down, my only hope! look down; Behold me, but without a frown; And ne'er to my desiring eye Thy presence, heav'nly Lord! deny. 4 O let me, on thy aid reclin'd, Thee still my great salvation find; Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn. The absence of thy grace to mourn. 5 When, doom'd the orphan's lot to bear, No father's kind concern I share, Nor o'er me wakes a mother's eye. My wants attentive to supply: — 6 Adopted by thy care, in thee The Parent and the Friend 1 see; And, nourish'd by thy fost'ring hand, Within thy courts secure I stand. , 592. Common Metre. Watts. Hymn for morning or evening. 1 TTOSANNA with a cheerful sound JlJL To God's upholding hand! Ten thousand snares our path surround, And yet secure we stand. Private Worship. 499 2 How wondrous is that mighty pow'r, Which formM us with a word! , And ev'ry day, and cv'ry hour, We lean upon the Lord. 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, And mercy guards the room; We wake, and we admire the bed That was not made our tomb. 4 The rising morn cannot assure That we shall end the day; For death stands ready at the door, To take our lives away. 5 God is our sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings; Our feeble frame lies safe at night Beneath his shady wings. 593. Long Metre. Watts. A hymn for morning or evening, 1 "\/r Y God! how endless is thy love! JLVA Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new; 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 sov'reign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 500 Domestic and 5 I yield my pow'rs to thy command; To thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. 594. Common Metre. Gentleman's Magazine. Hymn for daily protection, 1 /^Nthee each morning, O my God! V^ My waking thoughts attend; In thee are founded all my hopes, In thee my wishes end, 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, ^ Thy boundless love surveys; And, fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares A sacrifice of praise. 3 God leads me thro' the maze of sleeps And brings me safe to light; And, with the same paternal care, Conducts my steps till night. "■- 4 When ev'ning slumbers press my eyes, With his protection blest, In peace and safety I commit My weary limbs to rest. 5 My spirit, in his hand secure. Fears no approaching ill; For, whether waking or asleep, Thou, Lord! art with me still. Private Worship. 501 595. Common Metre. Mrs. Rowe. God's goodness r nerued every morning and evening, 1 /^ RE AT GodI my early vows to thee VT With gratiiude I'll bring; And at the rosy dawn of day Thy lofty praises sing. 2 Thou, round the heav'nly arch, dost draw A dark and sable veil. And all the beauties of the world From mortal eyes conceal. 3 Again the sky with golden beams Thy skilful hands adorn, And paint, with cheerful splendor gay, The fair ascending morn. 4 And as the gloomy night returns, Or smiling day renews. Thy constant goodness still my soul With benefits pursues. 5 For this will I my vows to thee With ev'ning incense bring; And at the rosy dawn of day Thy lofty praises sing. 596. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. A morning hymn, 1 T ORD of my life! O may thy praise jLu Employ my noblest pow'rs, 502 Domestic and Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours! 2 Preserv'd by thy almighty arm, I pass the shades of night, Serene, and safe from evVy harm, And see returning light. 3 While many spent the night in sighs. And restless pains and woes; In gentle sleep I closM my eyes, And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay. Thy watchful care was round my bed. To guard my feeble clay. 5 O let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare. My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; Ant) let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 597. Long Metre. Watts. A morning hymn* 1 /^ OD of the morning! at whose voice VT The cheerful sun makes haste to rise. And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies: Private Worship. 5J[>3 2 From the fair chambers of the east The circuit of his race begins; And without weariness or rest, Round the whole earth he flies and shines. 3 Thus, like the sun, may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day; With ready mind and active will, March on and keep my heav'nly way* 4 Lord! thy commands are clear and pure^ Enlight'ning our beclouded eyes; Thy threat'nings just, thy promise sure; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 5 Give me thy counsel for my guide, And then receive nae to thy bliss: All my desires and hopes beside. Are faint and cold compar'd with this# 598. Common Metre. Heginbotham. A morning' hymn* 1 QTILL do the wheels of time revolve, O And bear this life along! With thanks I end the fleeting days, And hail them with a song. 2 Lord! what is man, when, lost in sleep Sense and reflection dies? And yet, from this defenceless state With new delight I rise. j^ Great God of Hosts! accept the song; I own the wondrous grace; 504 Domestic and O may the Guardian of my nights Delight to bless my days! 4 'Tis theirs alone such bliss to know, Who do their Father's will; Resolve, my soul, and, sin subdu'd, Defy each mortal ill. 5 This day shall ev'ry hour correct The follies of the past; And such shall all its actions be As would adorn the last. 599. Long Metre. Watts. An evenings hymn, 1 T^HUS far the Lord has led me on; JL Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days; And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home; But he forgives my follies past, And strength supplies for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep; Peace is the pillow of my head: His ever-watchful eye shall keep Its constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear: O may thy psesence ne'er depart! And in the morning may 1 bear Thy loving kindness on my heart! •'* Private Worships 505 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to burst my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. 600. Common Metre. Watts. An evening hymn, 1 T ORD! thou wilt hear me when I pray, X^ I am for ever thine: I fear before thee all the day. Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head. From cares and bus'ness free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed. With my own heart and thee. S I pay this ev'ning sacrifice: And when my work is done. Great God! my stedfast faith relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 601. Common Metre. Watts. All evening hymn, ORD! when I count thy mercies o*er, They strike me with surprise j 2U L 506 Domestic and Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. 2 My frame, with fear and wonder, stands The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands, Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These, on my heart, by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep. Still find my thoughts with thee! 602. Common Metre. Mrs. Steele. An evening hymn. 1 'THHE man of humble, upright heart, X As his peculiar care. The Lord himself has set apart, And when he calls will hear, 2 With pious awe your hearts survey. And ev'ry sin repent; Let true contrition close the day, And future guilt prevent. 3 Your sacrifice the Lord will own. If thus you seek his face. Thus humbly bow before his throne. And trust his pard'ning grace. Private Worship. SOt 603. Common Metre. Liverpool Collection, An evening hymn. 1 TNDULGENT God! whose bounteous X care O'er all thy works is shown, O 1ft my grateful pray'r and praise Ascend before thy throne! 2 What mercies has this day bestow'd! How largely hast thou blest! M> cup with plt-nty overflow'd, - With cheerfulness my breast. 3 Now may sweet slumbers close my eyes. From pain and sicknrss free; And let my waking thoughts arise To meditate on thee. 4 So bless each future day and night, Till life's fond scene is o'er; At length, to realms of endless light, Enraptur'd let me soar. 604. Common Metre. Gentleman's Magazine. An evening' hymn. 1 O EE! the bright monarch of the day O In ocean dips his beams; Whilt: from his brow a parting ray, In milder glory streams. 508 Domestic and 2 The moon, pale empress of the night, In sweet succession reigns; And finely paints, with silver light, The mountains, vales, and plains. 3 The planets in progression rise. And shine from pole to pole: Their pleasing course delights our eyes, And charms th' attentive soul. 4 The starry arch in grandeur glows, Thro' all its ample round: Great God! thy pow'r no limit knows. Thy wisdom knows no bound. 605. Proper Metre. Doddridge. An evening hymn. 1 TNTERVAL of grateful shade, X Welcome to my weary head! Welcome slumbers to my eyes! Tir'd with glaring vanities. 2 My great Master still allows Needful periods of repose: By my heav'nly Father blest, Thus I give my pow'rs to rest. 3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name! Night and day his love the same! Far be each suspicious thought, Ev'ry anxious care forgot! 4 Thou, my ever-bounteous God! Crown'st my days with various good: Private Worship, 509 Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep, My defenceless hours shall keep. 5 What if death my sleep invade? Should I be of death afraid? While encircl'd by thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. 6 With thy heav'rjly presence blest, Death is life, and labour rest: Welcome sleep or death to me. Still secure, — for still with thee! 606. Proper Metre. Doddridge, Meditations in the night season, 1 T ^ TH AT tho' downy slumbprsrlee, V V Strangers to my couch and me; While with God's protection blest. Cares and fears ne'er haunt my breast. 2 While the empress of the night Scatters mild her silver light; While the vivid planets stray Various through their mystic way: 3 W^hile the stars unnumber'd roll Round the ever-constant polej Far above these spangled skies All my soul to God shall rise: 4 'Midst the silence of the night, Mingling with those angels bright, Whose harmonious voices raise Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise: 2U2 510 Domestic and Private Worship* 5 'Midst the throng, his gentle ear Shall my grateful accents hear: From on high will he impart Secret comfort to my heart: 6 Lifting all my thoughts above On the wings of faith and love. — Blest alternative to me, Thus to sleep, or wake, with thee! INDEX OF SUBJECTS. N. B. The numbers refer to the Hymns. A. Absence from God lamented, 275. social worship, 586. Acquiescence^ see Submission. •Adversity., praise in, 406. trust in, 410. consolation in, 166. God our portion in, 438. Affliction^ the use of, 415, 557. the use of and support under, 413, 414, 558, 568. support under implored, 567. support and deliverance in, 561. patience under, 416. trust under, 418. submission under, 417, 419, 420. hope in, 294, 411, 568. present, and future glory, 435. Afflicted, compassion to the, 500. Age old, and preparation for death, 443. Aged^ hymns for the, 582, 583, 584, 585. 'Anxiety^ worldly, reproved, 384. Ascension of Christ, 249. Aspirations, devout, 296, 297. after the christian temper, 300. See Prayer. B. Sa/itism, a hymn for, 491. ol2 Index of Subjects* ^fflw^y unfading, 319. See Religion, Benevolence^ 366, 367. and prudence, 378. See Love. Birth of Christ, 2 1 5, 2 1 6, 2 17, 2 18, 2 19. Book, see Scrifiture. C. Candour, 372. Charity essential, 360. See Love. children, hymns for, 503, 504. Choice, the wise, 313, 340, 341. Christ, birth of, 215, 216, 217, 218, 219. mission of, 220, 221, 222, 223. coming and kingdom of, 224, 225. the sun of righteousness, 226, 227. the light of the world, 228. the star of Jacob, 229. light and salvation by, 230. salvation by, 231. the living stone, 232. miracles of, 233. the love of, 494. example of, 234, 235, 236, 237, 497. submission of, to his Father's will, 238. influence of his death, 240. death and resurrection of, 241. resurrection of, 242, 243, 244, 245, 246, 247, 248. See Lord*s day, hope of heaven from, 479. ascension of, 249. kingdom of, 250, 253, 255. See Gospel^ Jesus, and Saviour, new creation by, 264. his second coming, 265, 266, 267. Christian temper, aspirations after it, 300. zeal and diligence, 308. Index of Subjects, 513 Christian character, 19, 386. charity essential to it, 360. virtues, 375. race, 401, 402, 403. watchfulness, 457, 458. prospect of the, 400. hope of the, 475. inheritance of the, 477, 478. farewell, 544. Church the, our delight and safety, 8. the garden of God, 9. See Worahifi^ future peace and glory of, 256, 258. Communion with God, 287. of saints, 487, 488. Communing with our own hearts, 383, 553, 554, 600, 602, Com/iassion, 500, 501, 502. of God. See Man. Condescension oi God, 102, 103, 104, 156, Conjidence in God, see Trust. Conscience, tenderness of, 315. a good, 329. a good and evil, 330. Consolation from God in adversity, 166. on the death of friends, 522. divine, prayer for, 569. Contentment, 385. Country, the virtuous love of, 369. Creation of the world, 66. voice of, 68, 69, 70,464. devout contemplation of, 72. rejoicing in, 89, wisdom of God in, 90. j:J ' the mutability of, 442. See Man. new, by Jesus Christ, 264. 514 Index of Subjects. Creator^ praise to the, 71. Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient, 163, 426. Cross and crovrn, 404, of Christ, not ashamed of it, 496. D. Deaths preparation for, 443. warnings of, 448. reflections on, 449, 45 1 , 452, 5 1 S. life, and the resurrection, 46C, 461.' victory over, 465, 466. See Christ and Saviour. and judgment, 469. of kindred improved, 514. of a parent, 515. of a young person, 516. of a child, 517. of children, comfort for parents, 518. of friends, 519, 520. and funeral of a christian, 521. of a minister, 523. prospect of, 570, 571. comfonin sickness and, 572. support in, 373. Deliverance, national, 532, 535. and support in afiiiction, 561. public thanks for private, 562,563. Desiresy virtuous, 301, 302. See Prayer, Despair no virtue, 565. Devotion, vain without virtue, 14. pleasures of, 284. and homage, 17. daily, 286. daily and nightly, 22. habitual, 285. secret, 552. Index of Subjects. 515 J^evotion^'m sickness, 555. See Communion^ Gra- titude^ and Worshi/i. Diligence <, the near approach of salvation a motive to, 456. Dominion, of God, see God. E. Envy deprecated, 373. jBrermVyofGod, 106, 107, 108, 109,441. Evenings hymns for, 599, 600, 601, 602, 603, 604, 605, 606. Examfile of Christ, 234, 235, 236, 237, 238, 497, F. Faith in the invisible God, 343. God*s name the encouragement of, 344. in the promises of God, 348. walking by, 397. power of, 398. desired, 399. Family religion, 545, 546, 547. Fareivell, the christian, 544. Fat her Sy reflections on the state of our, 449. See Death. Feavy holy, 315. Firey on occasion of, 524. Forgiveneasy see Pardon, Foreknowledge ^nd providence of God, 132. Fortitude, christian, 389. professed, 390, 391. integrity, and hope, 387, See Warfare. Friendshifiy pious, 549. Funeral hymns, 512, 513, 514, 515, 516, 517, 518, 519,520, 521, 522,523. G. Gentiles thankful for the Gospel, 2, 43, 516 Index of Subjects* Gentiles^ kingdom of Christ among them, 25«L See Christ,, Gosjiely and Kingdojn. G/ory of God, 100, 101. ^qq Church, Jesus, future, 435. Glorying in God alone, 351. God, his mercy seat surrounded, 15. his blessing implored, 20. exalted above all praise, 34. the proper object of praise, 35. the universal sovereign, 36. the true extolled, 37, 38, 289. the God and Father of Christ praised, 39. the Creator, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73. all things made for, 88. rejoicing in his works, 89. his wisdom in his works, 90. incomprehensible, 91, 92, 93. invisible, 94. the unknowB, 95. the one, 96, 100. power and majesty of, 97, 98, 99. glory of, 100, 101, condescension of, 102, 103, 104. majesty of, 105. eternity of, 47, 106. eternal and unchangeable, 107, 108,109,442, omniscience and omnipresence of, 1 10, 111, 112. knov/s the ways of the righteous, 1 13. holiness of, 1 14. goodness of, 115, 116, 117, 118. goodness and mercy of, 121, 122, 123. the intellectual light, 124. the everlasting light of good men, 486. mercy and truth of, 46, 125. faithfulness of, 136, Index of Subjects. S\i £!od^ perfections of, proclaimed, 127, 128. perfections and providence of, 74, 75, 129. being, omnipresence, and providence of, 130. nature, providence, and grace of, 131. fore-knowledge and providence of, 132. universal dominion of, 48, 133. eternal dominion of, 134,135, 136, 137. no respecter of persons, 138. equity of his dispensations, 139. our constant benefactor, 170. the author of our comforts, deliverances, and hopes, 171. our preserver, benefactor, and saviour, 172. support and counsel from, 289. our portion, 290. in adversity, 438. safety in, 291,331. assurance of his favour desired, 295. the life and light of the soul, 436, 437. the supreme and righteous Judge, 468, 470, 47 1 . See Absence, Afflicted, Afflic- tion, Communion, Consolation, Creatures^ Faith, Glorying, Goodness, Gratitude, Happiness, Heart, Hope, Kingdom, Know- ledge ^ Life, Love, Man, Mercy, Morning^ J^ev) Year*s day. Peace, Praise, Protec- tion, Providence, Returning, Righteous, Rod, Shepherd, Sincerity, Submission, Trust. Goodness of God, 115, 116, 117, 118, 181. peculiar to his people, 119. encouragement from experi- ence of the, 167. and shortness of life, 440. Gospel, praise for the, 209. 2X 518 Index of Subjects* Go5/ie/,excellencyof the,206, 207, 208. blessings of the, 212, 213, 214,252,257. love of God in the, 259. prayer for its spread, 253, 254. success of the, 251. invitations, 260, 261, 262, 263. conversation becoming the, 386. See Christy Kingdom^ and Salvation, Government of God, see God, self, 380. Gratitude^ reasons for, 168, 174, 175, 176, 367. professed, 357,358. Gratitude and devotion, 563. See Praise^ and Thanksgiving, Grave, peace of the, 452. Guidance, heavenly implored, 307. H. HafifiineaSf seated in the mind, 322. religion the way to, 323. not complete on earth, 424, 425. in God alone, 288, 290, 433. of heaven, 480, 481. See Gody Peace, Religion, Virtue, World, Health, sickness, and recovery, 556. See Grati* tude. Harvest and seed-time, 86. hymn for, 87. the joyful, 439. Heart, sacrifice of the, 23. laid open before God, 312. Heaven, the reward of virtuous exertions, 336. the hope of, 434, 484. aspiring to, 476, 485. prospect of, 482, 483, 486. the happiness of, 480, 481. Index of Subjects, 519 Heaven^ the congregation of, 487, 488. See Christ.^ Zion. Holiness o^Godi 114. Ho/ie in contemplating the divine perfections, 293. in God, 412. fortitude, and integrity, 387. in affliction, 411, 522. of forgiveness, 281, 574. of a resurrection, 462, 463, 475. of heaven, 434, 479. See Mercy^vdid Pardon, Humility J 381. and retirement, 382. Hyfiocriay and sincerity, 13, 92. detected and exposed, 472. I. Jmmortaliey, see Heaven, Imfiartiality o{ God, 138, 139. Inconstancy in religion lamented, 269. Jnjluence, divine, 306. Innocence, God the protector of, 1 60. Instruction desired, 304, 305. See Knowledge, Integrity, fortitude, and hope, 387. Intercession for the thoughtless, 374. Intolerance deprecated, 371. Invitations, 260, 26 1 , 262, 263. J. Jacob, the prayer of, 299. the star of, 229. Jesus, the glory of the man, 239. Joy in the works of God, 89, 135. See Singing, Judge, see God. Judgment, the future, 142, 469, 470. the divine deprecated, 527. See Christ, and God. 520 Index of Subjects, Judgment^ private, the right and duty of, 204. Justice and equity, 368. K. Kingdom and coming of Christ, 224, 225. of Christ, successful, 250, 253, 255. of God to be first sought, 341. See Churchy Gosfiel^ and Religion, KnoivledgCj desire of, 303. of God, value of the, 317. See In- struction, L. Liberty^ the perfect law of, 198. Life^ human, the voyage of, 337. the pilgrimage of, 393. praise to God, through the changes of, 405. and death, praise to God in, 407, 408. trust in God through the changes of, 409. shortness of, and goodness of God, 440. old age, and preparation for death, 443. vanity of, 444, 445, 446. in the hand of God, 450. frailty of, and unchangeableness of truth, 459. death, and the resurrection, 460. reviewed, 173, 564. Life^ prayer for, 587. See Gratitude^ Praise^ Thanksgiving, and Time. Light, God the intellectual, 124. and deliverance, 187. and comfort from scripture, 199. of the Gospel, 214. See Christ. Lord's day, hymns for the, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29,30,31,32. employments of the, 33. Index of Subjects, 521 Lord's day. See Christy and Resurrection. Lord's fir ay er imitated, 298. Lord's Supfier, 33, 492, 493, 494, 495, 496, 497, 498,499. Love of God, better than life, 16. instances of it, 178. in the Gospel, 259. God is love, 566. to God, 356. to God and man, 359. f)f Christ, and to him, 494. the law of, 361, 362. to all mankind, 363, 364, 365. of our country, 369. See Benevolence^ and Charity. M. Majesty of God, 101, 102, 105. Man^ formed for devotion, 55. God the creator of, 67. distinguishing goodness of God to, 149, 150. compassion of God to, 270, 296, 447. his frailty acknowledged, 268. mortal, and God eternal, 441. not designed for complete happiness on earth, 424. See God^ Hafifiiness^ Lif^t Love, and Praise, Mariners, hymns for, 589, 590. Master of a family, hymns for, 575, 576. See Family religion. Meditation, see Communing: Meekness, 379. See Prudence, Melancholy, see Hofie, and Love. Mercy and goodness of God, 122, 123. of God to the penitent, 278, Mercy of God, refuge and strength in the, 292. See Affliction, God^ and Ilo/ie. 2X2 522 Index of Subjects* Messiah, see Chriat. Methuselah, age of, 508. Miracles, see Chriat. Mission of Christ, 220, 221, 222, 223. Morning or evening, hymns for, 592, 393, 594, 595. hymns for the, 596, 597, 598. Mortality, see Death, Funeral, Life, and Man. N. J\rame of God proclaimed to Moses, 121. See God. Alationa, hymns respecting, 526, 527, 528, 529, 530, 531, 532, 533, 534, 535, 536, 537, 538. Nature and Scripture, the book of, 188, 189, 190. See Creation. New Year's day, hymns for, 77, 78, 505, 506, 507,508,509,510,511. o. ObedieJice, c\\vi?Xi^v\, 19,498. voluntary, 320. Old age, see jlged. Omniftresence of God, 110, 112. Omniscience of God, 1 1 1, 112, 1 13. being, and providence of God, ISO. Orjihan the, a hymn for, 59 1. P. Pardon, hope of, 279, 280. hope of relief from the, 28 1 . upon confession, 283. See Mercy. Patience, 416. See Resignation and Submission. Peace, domestic, 548. of the church, 256. Index of Subjects, 523 Peace proclaimed, and the fruit of the lips cre- ated, 396. and protection from God, 528, 529, 533. to the returning penitent, 279. virtue the source of, 324, See Conscience^ JFfa/ifiiness, JVbdons, and Thanksgiving. Pearl of great price, 196, 318. Penitence, 271, 272, 280. Penitent, condescension of God to the, 103. mercy to the, 278, 283. peace to the, 279. hope to the, 281. Perfections and providence of God, 74,75, 1?9. of God, hope in the, 293. See God. Persecution inconsistent with the spirit of Chris- tianity, 371. See Gospel. Piety, habitual, 550. the duties of, 342. and beneficence, the blessings of, 50 1 , 502. instructions of, 578. See Religion. Pleasure, true, 430. See Religion, World, and Worshifi. Powfr of God, 97, 98,99. Praise, public, 21, 44, 45. to the true God, o5, 36, 37, 38. desiring to praise God, 64. the harmony of, 76. to the God of nature, 54, 71. to the God of the seasons, 81, 82. to God as the first and the last, 47. to the most high God, 48. to the God and Father of Christ, 39. universal, 49, 53, 56, 57,58, 59, 60, 61, 6iJ. from all nations, 46.. from all the righteous, 51, 52. everlasting, 65, 524 Index of Subjects* Praise, the peculiar duty of man, 55, 63. and protection, 50. for temporal blessings, 169. for recovery from sickness, 562. to the divine goodness, 181, for the gospel, 209. to the God of our salvation, 210. for salvation, 186. through all the changes of life, 405, 406, in life and death, 407. through the whole of our existence, 408 , See Godi and Thanksgiving. Prayer, the house of, 2. the Lord's imitated, 298. of Jacob, 299. for the spread of the gospel, 254, 499. for freedom from error and guilt, 273, for virtue, 301, 302. for assurance of God*s favour, 295. for knowledge, 303. for instruction, 304, 305. for guidance, 307. lor aid and support, 306, 308. in old age and death, 584, See yJsfiirations. Presence of God, assurance of, 162. See God. Prosperity and adversity, praise to God in, 406. and adversity, trust in God in, 410. and joy from the blessing of God,55 1. Protection from God, 151, 152. from God implored, 282, 316, See God. Providence of God in the seasons, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83,84,85,86,87. natural and moral, 143, 534, universal, 144, 145, 146, 147. Index of Subjects. 525 Providence, the blessings of, 173. bounty of improved, 148. and fore-knowledge of God, 132. mystery and benignity of, 140. mystery of unfolded, 141, 142. amidst public diseases and dangers, 157, 158. vicissitudes of, 164. consolatory views of, 165. dependence on, 353, 585. submission to, 421. and redemption, 177, 179, 180, 182, 183, 184. See Gratitude^ Praise y and Seasons. Prudence and benevolence, 378. R. Raccy the christian, 401, 402, 403. Reasouy a divine gift, 203. to be used in religion, 204. Rejoicings see Joy. Religion without superstition, 205. the way to happiness, 323. comforts of, 327. i?e/z;§'Jo«, pleasures of, 325, 326. beauty and glory of, 328. the one thing needful, 339. family, 545, 546, 547. early, advantages of, 579, 580, 58 i. inconstancy in, lamented, 269. the christian, excellence of, 208, 211. See Beauty y and Piety. Repentance, see Penitence. Resignation, 4:22,^22. See Submis§ion,2ii\di Trust, Resolutions, virtuous, 309, 310. Resurrection, death and the, 460, 461. 526 Index of Subjects. Resurrectio?2y hope of the, 462, 463. the vegetable creation an emblem of the, 464. a happy, 467. and death of Jesus, 241. of Jesus, 242, 243, 244, 245, 246, 247, 248. See Lord's day. Retirement and humility, 382. ^ and meditation, 553, 554. Returning to God, 276. desire of, 282, 316. Revelation^ see Scrifiture* Reverence, see Devotion, God, and Worship. Righteous f their ways known to God, 1 13. peculiar goodness of God to them> 119. their prayers heard by God, 120, 160, their safety, 157, 158, 159, 160, 163, 331, 337, all things work for good to them, 161. and wicked, difference between them, 331,332, 333. character of the, 334. excellency of the, 377. excellency and happiness of the, 335, 337, 432. excellency and reward of the, 336, 338. God their salvation, 426. God their everlasting light, 486. their communion in heaven, 487, 488. Rod, hearing the voice of God's, 277. s. Sabbath, see Lord's day, 5'acrz/?cf, the living, 314. Index of Subjects, 527 Sacrifice^ of the heart, 23. See Devotion^ Since- rity^ and Worshifi, Safety mGoA, 157, 158, 159, 291. See God^ and Protection, Salvation, praise for, 186. praise to the God of, 210. the christian scheme of, 2 11 . the near approach of a motive to dili- gence, 456. See Christ, and Righte- ous. Saviour, a crucified, 240. See Christ. Scripture and nature, the book of, 188, 189, 190. the excellency of, 191, 192, 193, 194, 205. instruction to the young from, 197, 200. consolation from, 195, 196. light and comfort from, 199. light and glory of the world, 201. the perfect law of liberty, 198. delight in, 202. Seasons, fruitful, acknowledged, 78. See Provi- dence, Seed'time and harvest, 86. the weeping, 439. Self-examination, see Heart, and Sincerity. Service, close of the, 539, 540, 541, 542, 543, Shefiherd, the heavenly, 153, 154, 155, 156. Sick7iess,^tyo\\ov\ in, 555. health, and recovery, 556. recovery from, 559, 560, 562. and death, prospect of, 570. See God, and Life. confessed, 27 1,272. freedom from implored, 273, 280. See Christian temper, and Virtue, 528 Index of Subjects. Sincerity and hypocrisy, 13. devout profession of, 3 1 1 . repentance, and obedience professed, 313. Singing io the ways of God, 395. See Joy. Sinners, see Wicked. S/iring, 83, 84. Submission, midily 353, 354, 355,417,419,420, 421. of Christ, 237,238,239. See jiffliction. Sufferings, see .Affliction. Sun of righteousness, 226, 227. Superstition abjured, 205. T. Temfitations of the world, 429. See Warfare. Thanksgiving for fruitful seasons, 78, 505. public for private deliverances, 5623 563. for national deliverance, 535. for peace, 536,537,538. See Gratitude, and Praise. Thunderstorm^ on occasion of a, 98, 525. Time, the wisdom of redeeming it, 453. lapse of it improved, 454, 455. reflections on the waste of it, 511. See Death, and Life. Traveller, a hymn for the, 588. Trust ixiGodi, 345, 350, 582, 585. in God, happiness from, 123. in God our Father, 352. in the divine power and wisdom, 346. in the divine goodness, 347. in the promiGes of God, 348. in God under the trials of virtue, 349. Index of Subjects* 529 Trust in God through the changes of life, 409. in God in prosperity and adversity, 410. in God in affliction, 418. See Affiictioriy Faithy God^ and Providence. Truth omod, 126. of God unchangeable, and life frail, 459> anjd mercy of God, 125. U. l/nity, christian, 373. See Friendahifij God, and Peace, V. Vanity of earthly desires, 427. of human life, 444, 445, 446. See Creatures. Virtue desired, 301, 302. the source of peace, 324. progressive, 321. exemplary, 388 See Beauty y Hafifiiness^ Religion^ and Resolutions. Virtues^ personal, 376. christian, 375. W. Wary the iniquity of, 530. prayer in time of, 531, Warfare, the christian, 392. the spiritual, assistance and victory Idi 185. See Fortitude. Watchfulness, 457, 458. Wicked, prosperity of the, 141. and righteous, difference between them, 331,332, 333. 2 Y 5 so Index of Subjects* Wisdom of God in his works, 90. See Gody In^ structioTjy KnowledgCf and Religion. Works of Godj see Creation, IVorld, cveoxion of the, 66. its temptations, 429. its transitory nature, 473. its enjoyments uncertain, 431. its pleasures dangerous, 428. its desires vain, 427. its joys surrendered, 310. its treasures surrendered, 318. its end, 474. Wors/nfi, public, privilege of, 1, 8. delight in, 3. delight in, and advantage of, 4. attendance on, 5, 6, 7. opening a new place of, 489, 490. absence from, lamented, 586. acceptable, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14,23. humble, 18, 42. christian, 19. reverential, 40, 41, 42, 43. See Church, God, and Praise, Y. Year, crowned with goodness, 77, 85. See JVeiv Year*s day. Young, instruction to them from scripture, 197. from past dispensa- tions of Providence, 577. hymns for them, 578, 579, 580, 581. Jndex of Subjects, 531 Z. Zeal and diligence desired, 308. the want of, lamented, 274. tempered by charity, 370. Zion^ ancient, 1 . inquiring the way to, 5. fhe high-way to, 394. TABLE OF SCRIPTURES REFERRED TO IN THE HYMNS. * Hymns which have this mark prefixed to them, are founded on two or more passages of Scripture. Hynui Hymn Gen. i. 66 Ps. ix. 7—10. 345 V.27. 508 — 10. 344 xviii. 19. 545 X. 160 xxviii 20—22. 299 XV. 334 Exod. xxxiv. 6 — 8. 121 xvi. 4—8. 289 Dent. viii. 2. *599 — 7— U. 462 Josh. X. 12. 507 — 6—10. 463 xxiv, 15. •388 xvii. 14, 15. 475 1 Sam. vii 12. 509 xix. 70 XXX 6. 293 __ 188 Job i. 21 421 189 iii. ir— 19. 452 __ 190 V.6. 161 » 206 vii. 8. 450 -r- 207 xvi. 22. 451 — 5-8. •597 xix 25—27. 465 — 12—14. 273 xxvi. 93 xxiii. 153 Ps.i. 332 «_ 154 ... 333 155 ii. *250 — 4. 573 iii. 5. *599 •162 iv. 4. 383 xxiv. 7, &c. 249 — 3, 4, 5. 602 XXV 9, &c. 301 — 3, 4, 5, 8. 600 xxvii. 1 — 6. 8 — 8. •599 — 7—11. 591 viii. 149 xxix. 98 — 150 — 99 Table of Scriptures^ £jfc. 533 Hynn Hynm Ps.xxx. 556 Ps.lxv. 83 XXXI. 172 — 85 — 19. iiy — 86 sxxii. 283 — 11. 77 xxxiii 89 Ixvi. 7. 137 — 12, 8cc. 163 Ixvii. 526 -13, &c. 138 Ixviii. 169 xxxiv. 167 Ixxi. 5—9. 582 — 8,9. IIG — 5-9, and 19. 583 — 11- --14, and 18 . 578 Ixxii. 253 xxxvi. 5—9. 129 255 — 5, 7, and 10 159 Ixxiii. 141 xxxvii .5.6,h, 11. *347 — 23—28. 290 — 18. 113 — 24 and 25. •597 — 23, 24. 29, 37. 338 — 25. 288 xxxviii. 9. •347 — 25, 26. 432 xxxix. 4—7. 444 Ixxiv. •143 — 9, 10, 12, 13. 555 Ixxvi. •14S — 12, 13. 587 Ixxviii. 577 xli. J- -3. 500 Ixxxiv. 3 xlii. l- -5. 586 — 4 — 6— 3. 568 Ixxxv 7—12. 532 xliii. 3 —5. 284 — 9-11 231 xlvi. 158 — 9.-12. 220 528 Ixxxvi. 8... 12. 38 __ 529 Ixxxvii. 5. 489 __ *531 Ixxxix. 126 __ 533 — 15-18. 212 xlvii. 43,49 — 47, &c. 460 xlix. 461 xc 1—6. 441 1. 470 — 9. 511 — 471 — 9-12. 443 — 472 — 13, &c. 669 li. 271 — 17. 551 _ 272 xci. 157 Iv. 286 xcii. 8 Ivii. 64 - 12, &c. 9 Ix. •531 xciii- 136 Ixi. 1—6. 291 xciv. 19. 327 Ixiii. 1—6. 16 xcv. 40 Ixv 82 — 41 534 Ps. xcvi. xcvi. — 10...13. Xcvii. xcviii. xcix. c. ci. cii. ciii. 1—6. — 1-r. — 14. — 19, &c, civ. cvii. 23, &c. — 31. cix. 1-..5. ex. cxi. cxii. cxiii. cxvi. — 8,9, — 12, &c. cxvii. cxviii. 18, 19. — 22..-2r. Table of Scriptures Hymn 36 S7 49 223 468 335 209 224 114 44 45 5r5 S7S lor 108 109 442 ISI 179 180 447 133 101 69 87 144 589 590 117 235 251 90 501 502 102 559 171 563 46 562 242 Ps. cxviii. 24—26. — 24—27. cxix. — 9. — 96. — IIL — 165. — 176. CXXl. cxxii. cxxvi. 4—6. — 5, 6. cxxx. cxxxi. cxxxii. cxxxiii. cxxxiv. cxxxv. cxxxvio — 1. cxxxviii. 5. Hymn 29 30 193 202 ^05 302 303 304 308 309 313 315 557 559 197 374 192 194 195 324r 282 316 151 152 6 7 412 439 574 300 1 548 549 22 35 74 75 182 183 505 395 referred to in the Hymns. S3S Hymn Hymn Ps. cxxxix. 110 Isa. xl. 15-17. 105 — 111 — 28. 345 .^ 112 — 28—31. 401 — 14—16. 67 — 30, 31. 321 — 14, 17, 18. 601 xii. 10. •162 - 17,-48. 173 — 18—19. •257 — — 176 xlii. 1. 228 — 19—24. 311 xlv.7. •593 — 23—24. •13 Iii. 7. 135 cxliii. 8. *599 — 7-10. •213 cxliv. 1, 2. 185 liv. 7, 8. 4U cxlv. 127 — 13. 200 ■ — . 128 Iv. 1, &c. 262 h< r- 7, &c. 122 — 4. 225 ^-:^ 10-13, 15, 16, 21.1471 — 10—12. 252 r*- 14-17. 120 -13. *257 :i cxlvi. 123 Ivi. 4, 5. 518 — 2. 408 -6,7. 3 cxlvii. 79 Ivii. 15. 103 — 80 — 19. 396 — 81 Ix.l. 258 — 131 — 15-20. 256 cxlviii. 56 — 486 — 57 Jer. iii. 23. 426 — 58 ix. 23, 24. 351 59 xiii. 16. 455 — 60 xxviii. 16. 506 — • 61 1.5. 5 cxlix. 52 Lara. iii. 23. •593 cl. 21 Ezek. XX. 37. 420 Prov. iii. 13—17. 581 xxxvi. S7, 156 xii. 26. 377 Dan. xii. 3. S36 xxiii. 17. 550 Hos. ii. 6, 7. 276 Eccles. xii. 1. 580 vi. 3. 317 Isa. xi. 6—9. •257 — 4. 269 xxvii. 8. 413 Amos iv. 11. 524 XXXV. 1, 2. *257 Mic. vi. 6—8. 11 — 8-io: 394 — 9. 277 xl.4. 230 Hab. iii. 17, 18. 438 — 6—8. 459 Zech. i. 5. 449 — 11. *503 Mai. i. 12. 494 536 Table cf Scriptures^ ^c. Hymn Ilynifi Mai. iv. 2. 226 Acts XX. 24. 391 . 227 xxvi 22. 510 Matv. ill. 1, &c. 221 Rem. viii. 15. 320 V.J. 477 xii. 1. 314 -16. 388 xiii. 11. 456 — 45. 148 1 Cor. iii. 21—23. 478 vi. 6, 552 vii. 31. 473 — 9-13. 298 x. 16, 17. 495 — 33. 341 xi. 23—25. 492 — 34. 384 xiii. 1—3. 360 vii. 12. 368 XV. 57. 466 xi. 28—30. 260 2 Cor. iv. 6. 124 — — 261 — 17. 411 xiii. 16, 17. ♦213 V. 4. 485 — 46. 318 — 7. 397 xxi. o7— 39. 359 xiii. 11. 544 xxvi. 42. 238 Gal. iii. 28 37S Mark X. 13- 16. *503 Eph. V. 15, 16. 453 xiii. 37. 458 Philip, ii. 12—14. ♦403 Luke i. 50, 54, 55. 219 Tit. ii. 10-13'. 386 — 74, 76, 535 Heb. ii. 10. 211 U. 10-14. 215 iv. 9. 24 iv. 18, 19. 222 ix. 27. 469 X. 30—37. 361 xi. 27. 343 — 42. 339 xii. 1. ♦403 — __ 340 — 7. 419 xii. 35...38. 457 — 9. 420 xiii. 29. 488 - 18...24. 487 xiv. 16. 496 James i. 4. 416 xxiv. 6. 245 — 25. 198 John iv. 24. ♦13 1 Pet. i. 3—5. 479 -32. 498 ii. 4, 5. 232 vii. 37. 263 V. 10, 11. 435 xii. 32. 240 2 Pet. iii. 11, 12. 265 Acts iv. 24, &c. ♦250 Jude 24, 25. 186 viii. 21—24. 312 X.